Sword comes

Chapter 929 Borrowing Mountains and Rivers from the Monarchs ()

In the middle of Aquarius Continent, a magnificent royal mansion, Dadu Changchun Marquis Mansion, Bixiao Palace.

There are many plaques hanging in the water mansion, the merits bestowed by the head of the Guanhu Academy will last forever, the poems and gifts written by the head of the Yunlin Jiang family accompanied the family, and the Shenjing Pinghan sent by the Linlu Academy.

Even Liu Qingfeng, the former Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites in the accompanying capital of Dali, made an exception once in his lifetime and presented a calligraphy, which is the four characters of "Reading in the Sunny Farming and Rain", written with great momentum.

Now on the land of Aquarius Continent, Yang Hua, who is enshrined by the Confucian Temple, is the well-deserved first water god.

Chen Pingan did not go directly to Yang Hua.

There is no way, this Dadu woman, Lord Hou, is a very serious person, and she needs to be notified by the concierge.

It's just that if anyone can watch this series of dream travels from beginning to end, they will find that the dream created by Chen Ping'an is getting closer and closer to the truth.

Chen Pingan stepped up the steps and walked towards the gatehouse.

I heard that the first thing Yang Hua did when she took office was to order that all the landscape officials within her jurisdiction were not allowed to come to congratulate her, so don't mention that there are many low-level landscape gods under the Hou Mansion, as well as Jiangshui Zhengshen who are not low in rank. , and the town gods of the southern states of Dali, who have not seen Yang Hua's true face yet.

Let’s look at our Tiger Wei again. In this matter, he has to be “approachable” too much. Even those county town gods, land lords, and river wives were lucky enough to see their own tigers with their own eyes at the night banquet. of.

Before, Chen Pingan sent Yang Hua a letter through the hands of Dou Yan, the mountain god of Dieyunling. I believe that Yang Hua's heart is as careful as a hair. And most of them are private visits in microservices.I believe that since God Dou likes to meddle in other people's affairs, Yang Hua might not be very surprised by Cen Hebo's ability to control water, but at least she won't be disappointed that there are two "relics of the sea" in her jurisdiction.

The concierge is an old sea-observing monk. He tidied himself up and was wearing a robe that was said to have been woven and refined from Caique Mansion in Luzhou, Beiju.

The prime minister's porter, the third-rank official, the old porter still looked kindly, and took the initiative to go out to receive guests. When he heard the guest, he claimed to be Chen Ping'an from Luobashan.

The old monk couldn't hold back, and blurted out: "Who?!"

In fact, this is a disrespectful act, quite a loss of self-control. With the experience of the old concierge, he would not have made such a mistake, but the news he heard in his ears was really shocking. The other party was alone, alone. There was no sign of a sword light shining brightly in the sky just now when he went to the Marquis Mansion, it didn't look like a sword fairy at all.

Chen Pingan had to smile and report his identity again.

The old concierge suddenly had sweat on his forehead, and he didn't dare to babble, so he said bravely, "Master Yin Guan, can I let me know?"

Without addressing the other party as the Lord of the Mountain, or Chen Jianxian, the old concierge directly used the term with the most weight in his heart.

The old man wanted to let him go immediately, but the Hou Mansion has strict rules. The old concierge has stopped many distinguished guests in the past few years. Before, the City God from the capital of Dali came to discuss matters. The concierge weighed it carefully and felt that No matter what, he should be allowed to go without notification, but afterward, Nanny Liu from the Etiquette Department scolded him severely, saying why you were so confused.

Chen Pingan nodded and smiled, "Just follow the rules."

The old concierge was apprehensive, and stood outside the threshold of the Hou Mansion with the lord Yin Guan.

At the moment, I am a little curious, I don't know if my Marquis Mansion will open the door of ceremony to welcome guests today,

This is the courtesy that only the emperors of Dali and the vassal kings would have, otherwise it would be the visit of the kings of one continent and five mountains.

But this young sword fairy who was born in Aquarius Continent but served as the last hermit official in the Great Wall of Sword Qi rarely came to visit, not to mention that his master was promoted from the position of Tiefujiang Water God, and he was a close neighbor to Luoba Mountain.

It seems that both public and private, the Hou Mansion should open the door of ceremonies.

But the one who came to welcome the young hermit was the second in command of the Rites and System Department, and a goddess of palm prints from the Seal Department of the Hou Mansion. The Marquis of Changchun did not show up in person. Just such a incident made the concierge feel a little guilty and trembling. , dare not have any words.

It can be seen from this that there was a ceremonial ceremony at Zhengyang Mountain first, and then there was the shocking hidden official status, which spread throughout the mountains and rivers of the continent overnight through the mansion newspaper. , itself is the most effective ultimatum.

The Goddess of palm prints first saluted Chen Pingan as a female official, and then bestowed a blessing, apologizing: "Chen Shanzhu, my master happens to be entertaining guests, and it is inconvenient to leave guests behind for the time being, I hope Chen Shanzhu forgives."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "It should be so. It's good to have a hasty visit to your mansion without prior notice and rejection."

The two Goddesses of the Hou Mansion, who were not former officials of Tie Fujiang, were relieved at the same time.

It's still not quite like the imaginary high-ranking hidden official lord, to be precise, it's too unlike.

As a result, a group of three walked through the corridor and aisle, and when they walked halfway, two more female officials from other divisions in official uniforms came. Judging from the officials, they should be the first and second leaders of the various divisions of the Water Mansion.

They seemed to have been waiting on the road for a long time. They happened to pass by, and then dropped by, so they could go to the reception area of ​​the official hall of the Rites and System Department together.

The female officer of the Department of Etiquette and System stared at them, and just now she was reported by the porter. Before she left the government office, she specially reminded the officials of the various departments not to make mistakes. Why is it still such a joke? !

The Goddess of the Sealing Department could only remind the two of them from her heart, and said in a deep voice: "I will come as soon as I come, but no one is allowed to speak after that!"

If Liu Lizhi were present today, the two of you would definitely be overwhelmed!

It is similar to Beiju Luzhou Lingyuan Duke's Mansion, because the owners of the mansion are all women, so there are many female officials, and there is a bit of yin and yang decline.

Afterwards, the public houses of the various departments and government offices passed by, at the gate or the window, it was inevitable to poke their heads, but they were still relatively silent, and they didn't dare to make a lot of noise.

Obviously, they are all curious about the youngest lettering sword repairman in the history of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, what kind of appearance is he with three heads and six arms.

When we arrived at the main room of the Ritual System Office, the Goddess of Handprint said softly: "I still need to trouble Master Chen to wait for a while. Lord Hou said earlier that it will probably take half a stick of incense, so Master Chen will not be kept waiting for a long time."

There is a maid working here, and she quickly brought a cup of tea for Chen Pingan, but the official uniform on her body showed her feet, just like Yuanwailang, a member of the Sixth Department of the imperial court, it is impossible to personally serve tea to Chen Pingan. Guest's.

Chen Ping thanked her and took the tea. The teacup was made of Longquan celadon from his hometown, the glaze color was the first-class plum green, and the craftsmanship showed that it was made by a certain kiln in Baoxi. Ping An even knew which master made the teacup in his hand, at least it was a disciple brought out by the master.Just weighing the teacup quietly, Chen Pingan sighed. The old kilns near Baoxi used to use the porcelain clay from the Huangmaojian area as usual, but now they used the clay from the Baxianxian Ancient Road. It is the result of the conversion of official kilns to private kilns.

The layman watches the excitement, and the insider sees the doorway. The same kind of porcelain clay is collectively called Zijin soil. Because the mountains are different, the water and soil will have subtle differences. The weight and viscosity of the soil will be different. It will be ever-changing, and the layman can't see the difference, but the insider can see it at a glance. For example, the porcelain clay in the area of ​​Huangmaojian is much better than that of the Baxianxian Ancient Road, but the number of kiln-fired vessels will be much lower. The cost of the major kilns can be ignored, but now some of them are turned into private kilns to sell money, and every time a piece of inferior porcelain is broken, it is broken for silver.

The palm print goddess gave the "maid" several winks, and the latter reluctantly left the hall.

Yang Hua appeared outside the door of the official office of etiquette and system, and saw the green-clothed swordsman drinking tea inside, with his legs crossed, drinking tea leisurely, with a relaxed attitude and no displeasure.

When Yang Hua crossed the threshold, Chen Ping just put down his teacup.

The two female officials in the room hurriedly saluted and said goodbye to Yang Hua, and quickly left the place with light steps.

Yang Hua sat on the opposite chair and asked straightforwardly: "Master Chen came to the door today, what orders do you have?"

Chen Pingan deliberately skipped the word "again" and explained to Yang Hua why he came here.

Seeing that Yang Hua hesitated, Chen Ping picked up the teacup again and said with a smile, "Don't be embarrassed, I'll leave after drinking the tea."

Double entendre.

Mostly Yang Hua wanted to say hello to the empress dowager, she didn't dare to act independently, she was worried that Shui Fu, Chen Ping'an and Luo Po Shan would walk for too long, which would arouse suspicion.

But if Yang Hua feels embarrassed, that stick of incense is actually meaningless.

Although in Chen Ping's view, Yang Hua has become the Duke of Dadu, she has been unable to get out of the shadow of the Queen Mother Nanzan's maid, and there will be no small sequelae.

It's just that, as an outsider, Chen Ping'an, it's useless to talk too much, and maybe it will backfire.

Sure enough, after drinking the tea, Chen Pingan stood up.

Yang Hua suddenly said: "I have no problem with that stick of incense."

Chen Pingan was quite surprised, but still thanked her.

Yang Hua had a rare smiling face, and said politely: "For mutual benefit, why should Chen Shanzhu thank you?"

Today, since the other party came to the door, apart from seeing me during the period, he also sat there holding a teacup and crossing his legs, which is considered extremely polite.

After that, Yang Hua took the initiative to talk to Chen Pingan about the matter. It turned out that the group of guests who needed her to receive in person came from Nantang Lake Green Plum Temple. In addition to the two Qingmei Temple female cultivators, there was also Nantang Lake Water Lord, the water god, who is now regarded as The officials under the Changchun Marquis Mansion, they had just left the house not long ago, and they were accompanied by Shao Yunyan, the sword fairy of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, and Mrs. Fu Yan, whose alias was "Mei Qingke".

On the seal, Mrs. Fengyan used "Mei Qingke" and the Taoist name "Huanxian".

So Chen Pingan had to ask with a smile, "I'm in a hurry, wait until I get out of the official hall and leave directly with the wind, Hou Jun won't mind?"

If Yang Hua doesn't know, she just goes inside and just says it doesn't matter.

In the hallway of the official hall, Yang Hua clasped his hands in a green shirt to bid farewell, and they turned into sword lights and went away for thousands of miles in an instant.

After Yang Hua left the Ritual System Office, several goddesses returned to the official room one after another. The female official of the Ritual System who pretended to be a maid served tea once and added tea again, raised her arms, smiled coquettishly, and said The moment I saw the young Yin official, I had goosebumps.The second-in-command of the Etiquette Department, his immediate boss, laughed and scolded him as a nympho.

After catching up with a private ferry boat of Qingmeiguan in the sea of ​​clouds, she was wearing a green shirt with fluttering sleeves and landed on the bow of the boat.

Shao Yunyan sensed the unusual Dao Qi ripples, stepped back and moved, and came to the bow deck. He was very surprised, clasped his hands and said with a smile: "Why is Mr. Yinguan here?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's just a coincidence. As soon as you left, I entered the Hou's mansion."

The owner of the Qingmei Temple is a middle-aged woman who looks like a female cultivator, but her head is full of frost and snow. Obviously, the previous move of the ancestor hall that was forced to relocate hurt the foundation of the Dao. In addition to practicing the water method, the owner of the temple, It is also compatible with a Nantang Lake's fortune-telling. Migrating to another place is just a move, but for her, it is a big blow to her vitality.

Standing beside the woman was Zhou Qionglin, a younger generation in the temple, an expert on the mountain with mirrors and water moons.There is also a woman covered in moisture, with pale golden eyes.

Now Nantang Lake is full again, the plum blossoms are blooming again, and the landscape has a new look.

Chen Ping'an clasped his fists and said with a smile, "I've seen Guanzhu Song, Mr. Qin Hu, and Fairy Zhou."

After some politeness, Chen Pingan only said to talk to Shao Jianxian to reminisce about the old days, and he didn't bother with Qingmei Guan.

It could be seen that the three people in Nantang Lake were extremely nervous.

The shadow of the tree of names.

Originally, he was just one of ten young people in several worlds, which was enough to shock people's hearts.

So when I heard that Lord Chen Shan would leave the ferry soon, he was full of regret and relieved.

When they arrived at Shao Yunyan's residence, Shao Yunyan asked if he wanted to drink, Chen Pingan said no, chatted for a while, and left immediately.

Mrs. Yanyan was sitting upright, well-behaved, clenched fists with both hands, lightly placed on her knees, without looking sideways, as if she was discussing affairs in her own Dragon Elephant Sword Sect Patriarch Hall, seeing the suzerain old sword fairy Qi.

Chen Pingan asked Shao Yunyan about the current situation of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect and Nan Po Suozhou, and then said to Madam Fengyan, "If possible, Madam Fengyan should change her dao name."

Madam Feng Yan asked with a bitter face: "I'm asking Mr. Yinguan for advice, why?"

What's the matter, I just randomly picked up a nice-sounding elegant dao name, and it's bothering you?Could it be that I have to take a piece of soil, so that the hidden officials find it pleasing to the ear?So wide?

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Let's just say that there is a pure martial artist named Ma Huangxian, who fell into trouble not long ago. Do you think it is bad luck, auspicious or not? Of course, if Mrs. Yan Yan thinks nothing of it, I don't care gone."

Madam Yanyan sighed and stomped her feet lightly, can she catch up with this?

Shao Yunyan paid more attention to Haoran's world affairs than Mrs. Fengyan, and asked, "Is that Cao Ci's elder brother, Ma Huangxian?"

Chen Pingan nodded, and then took out a white bowl from his sleeve. He seemed to pick up something with his two fingers. It was crystal clear like a Lizhu, and the precious light flowed and the water flow was abundant.

Shao Yunyan was a man of knowledge, and asked with a smile, "This is it?"

Chen Pingan explained: "In a certain place in the Divine Continent of Middle Earth, I saw a big monster standing upright, which is an extra addition to a business."

Shao Yunyan was puzzled, and joked with a smile: "What are you doing, Mr. Yinguan? You will not be rewarded for nothing. This trip is just running errands, which is no different from traveling in mountains and rivers. I don't practice water skills. Giving this thing to me is not a waste of money."

Madam Feng Yan felt dizzy after hearing it for a while, she could... vomit out obediently what was eaten by a monster from the old throne?

Our lord Yinguan is really a great official.

Chen Pingan glanced at Mrs. Yan Yan, and said angrily: "Go and ask that Qinhu Jun to come over and talk. Remember, please."

When the woman Shui Jun from Nantang Lake surnamed Qin came, he saw that Chen Yinguan was already standing in the corridor with Shao Jianxian, waiting for her to come to the door.

There is a white bowl on the table, and the drop of water in the bowl, after Mr. Qin Hu is seated, it is like meeting an old friend, like seeing the old master, the precious light is shining, and the light fills the room.

In fact, Chen Pingan hadn't planned to do business with this Mr. Qin Hu, it was just such a coincidence that it was a fate not to be missed.

After Mr. Qinhu heard about it, he was unwilling to collect the merits. He only said that Nantang Lake was [-]% lake water, and it was already a great fortune to be able to return it to its original place. It is appropriate to build a living shrine for Lord Yinguan to enshrine the god.

Her sincere words caused Mrs. Yan Yan to be in a complicated mood. She never thought that this boring woman, Mr. Hu, would stop talking if she didn't speak. Once she spoke, she would be so downcast.

When the young hermit left the ferry, Shao Yunyan reminded with a smile: "Mr. Qinhu, listen to my advice, forget about the construction of the ancestral hall, and don't secretly enshrine tablets and offer incense every day. No matter what you say, Mr. Yinguan is a Confucianist." Disciple, it is not in accordance with etiquette."

Mr. Qin Hu held the white bowl in both hands, and kept it out of his sleeves. He thought for a while and said, "According to the Confucian Temple regulations, as a Hushui Lord, I am allowed to open the mansion. I can invite a Confucian Confucian Temple sacrificial vessel from the academy nearby. Yes, then if I talk to Guanhu Academy and ask for some sage book by Master Wensheng, I won’t cause trouble for Lord Yinguan, right?”

Shao Yunyan showed admiration, nodded and said with a smile: "This is feasible."

Mrs. Yan Yan was filled with emotion, Mr. Qin Hu, you must have practiced in Luopo Mountain.

Tiaobo River has now been officially renamed Laoyu Lake.

Cen Wenqian, the old uncle of the river, was also successfully promoted to two ranks, and was promoted to be the lord of a local lake, with the same rank as the righteous god of Heshui, and just got a seventh-rank official status.

Because before Cen Wenqian followed the woman Hou Jun Yanghua to accompany the Ministry of Industry in the capital, she made a lot of suggestions on Dadu dredging and some "closing dragons" and other matters, and was judged as excellent by the Dali court. He also holds a temporary official position as a member of the Ministry of Water Affairs of the capital, and every once in a while, he also needs to go to the capital to "Dianmao" to work on duty.Moreover, after being personally recommended by Yang Hua and inspected by the Ministry of Etiquette of the Dali Court, the promotion to Lord Hu passed smoothly. There were many things and many joints, but the speed was extremely fast.

This made Cen Wenqian full of emotion. If the same thing was done in the officialdom of the old country, let alone less than a month, it is estimated that it would be impossible to achieve it without a year or a half.

When they saw the green-clothed sword fairy, they bowed and saluted each other, and then smiled at each other. Since both sides knew certain things well, they just kept silent.

Cen Wenqian did not hesitate to agree to the matter of burning incense, "Then I won't keep Mr. Chen."

Never thought that Chen Pingan smiled and said: "There is still time to drink a few glasses of wine."

Cen Wenqian asked: "Then go to Dieyunling to fight the autumn wind?"

Dieyunling Mountain Shenfu's self-brewed wine is quite famous.

Back then, the scholar surnamed Cui came here admiringly for the fish from Tiaobo River and the wine from Dieyunling. If he could drink and eat fish at the same time, it would be a must.

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "If you are a big dog eater, just steal from the rich and help the poor."

When they arrived at the Dieyunling Mountain Shrine, Miao Zhu hurriedly prepared a secluded house. Dou Yan stood at the door, greeted him with a smile, and walked forward quickly. Talking about looking at the almanac today, why is it suitable for both traveling far and entertaining guests? It turns out that Chen Jianxian gave our little temple a chance to entertain guests. Let's go and sit inside. Mr. Cenhu, why did you come here empty-handed? It's outrageous Ah, hurry up, inform Hujun Mansion to send two big fish over, I will cook for Chen Jianxian myself today, and make a table of home-cooked dishes for Chen Jianxian."

Helping his own Dieyunling, he got online with the Bixiao Palace, Hou Jun Yanghua came to this mountain in person, Dou Yan somehow got acquainted with Hou Jun, especially helping his old friend Cen Wenqian to tide over the difficulties Not to mention, it was a blessing in disguise, the change of course was obviously a disaster, but instead, he was promoted, and now Cen Wenqian knows how to flirt with that Hou Fu, let alone call Chen Jianxian, even if Dou Yan bows his head and bows, like those official sycophants It's okay to call Uncle Chen, Master Chen.

Ordinary young people, who don't know how difficult it is to ask for help to do things, are poor and cold in summer, and asking for help is like swallowing a three-foot sword. If they can spend their entire lives without understanding these old principles, they are probably the truly lucky people.

Originally, Dou Yan was already ready to go fishing in the river by himself, but Cen Wenqian might have walked a few times to Daduhou Mansion and Dali Capital, and suddenly the elm lumps opened up, and she asked them to wait a while, and then went to the river in person. Go fishing.

Soon there was a table of food and wine, Dou Yan took off his apron and put it on the back of the chair casually, indicating that he was indeed cooking himself.

Chen Pingan picked up chopsticks and steamed the perch, which was the unique apricot perch in Tiaobo River. He took another sip of the wine, let out a sip, gave a thumbs up, and praised: "Eating fish and drinking wine tastes great, and the reputation is well-deserved." .”

Qing Tong, who was hiding somewhere, could only remind him in a low voice: "If you continue to stay, this business will lose a lot."

Chen Pingan was stuck in the dreamland of the long river of time, so he needed to lose some merits.

"You've worked so hard to do business, what are you trying to do?"

Chen Pingan laughed with him from the heart: "Isn't it just to show that I want to drink, and some friends invite me to drink, and I can eat and drink as long as I want."

Qingtong had no choice but to continue to wait patiently.

When I drank tea at the mansion of that woman Hou Jun before, I never saw you so bold and heroic.

At that moment, Chen Pingan actually muttered a few words in his heart, judging by his posture, he was going to keep accounts with that Yang Hua who refused to show up for a long time.

Dou Yan learned that Luopo Mountain was in Tongyezhou and had plans to establish a sect, so he began to inquire about the news, and asked with a smile: "Is there really going to learn from our Aquarius Island and open up a brand new dungeon? Do you really want to start work?" , can it really be done?"

Haoran Jiuzhou, the three chief and deputy leaders of the Confucian Temple, together with the three university palaces to offer sacrifices to wine and ministers, went to each continent one after another, and sealed sixteen Dadu in total.

Beiju Luzhou and Baopingzhou each have one, and Tongyezhou has none, so one of the things in the Peach Leaf Alliance was to discuss joint efforts to open up the Dadu, re-dredging the old defiled waterways,

Taking the buried river as the main trunk, leading the river into the sea, the Empress Yao of the Daquan Dynasty probably also had this consideration in mind, and was willing to get involved in those matters on the mountain.

Of course, not all water that enters the sea can be called "blasphemy".

Just like the Lin River in Tongyezhou, plus its tributaries, it is thousands of miles long, and even the rank of the river god is only from the seventh rank, but some water veins are only three or four thousand miles long, and they can also become great prostitution.

The Confucian Temple has never announced the specific evaluation method for the name change of Jianghe, how to promote it, and how to obtain the suffix of "du".

Chen Pingan nodded and smiled: "I have this plan, but it is more difficult to implement it. First, it is extremely difficult to balance the interests of all parties. Mr. Cenhu is an expert in water control, and he knows the potholes here best. Besides, Tongye Island, No one dared to nod the head of the three academies of Dafu, Tianmu, and Wuxi. Even if it was some kind of hint, the academies would definitely not give it. Once Dadu has a backbone The rudiment of the river course, the closing of the dragon, the branching of the diversion, and the diversion of the road diverted. In the end, the Confucian Temple could not pass through, and this flood could not be awarded the title of Dadu. So for Daquan Yao who participated in this matter, the north side For the Jinding Temple, and Pushan Yuncaotang, all the participating dynasties, small countries, and fairy houses on the mountain, it is not just a loss of dozens or hundreds of Grain Rain coins, but a total of tens of thousands of coins if you are not careful. Gu Yuqian's bad debts, muddled debts, and then being in a mess, going back to each house, and trying to fill up the holes in their treasury, it is estimated that the ministers of the household department and the God of Wealth on the mountain will all resign and resign in anger, anyway, it's nothing Looking forward to it."

Dou Yan sighed.

Chen Pingan raised the wine bowl, bumped lightly with Dou Shanshen, and asked with a smile, "Why did you think of asking this?"

Cen Wenqian was also curious about whether there is a big blasphemy in Tongyezhou in the south, and whether it has anything to do with you, Dou Yan, a mountain god, so she joked, "In front of the official Sesame Mung Bean, I have the heart of the first assistant minister."

Friends often take pleasure in tearing each other down.

Dou Yan raised his head, drank the wine in the bowl, and said truthfully, "There is a small mountain sect on Tongye Island, one of the mountain forces of the Peach Leaf Alliance. Thanks to the relationship, I found our Aquarius Island, and then I, a friend of the mountain god, somehow got involved. This guy thought that there was an opportunity to make a fortune, so he asked me if I wanted to participate, and I could raise a sum of money. After things are done, at most two to three hundred years will be able to pay back the capital, and then you can lie down and count the money every day. Such a good life can last for seven to eight hundred years. According to that friend, roughly calculated, at least two times Fan profit."

Cen Wenqian laughed angrily, "You guys are crazy about money."

Now the Confucian Temple has reopened the Dadu Fengzheng matter, thanks to three people.

Aiaizhou Wei amnesty.Master of the Great Li Kingdom, Embroidered Tiger Cui Chan.Yuan Yu of the sub-sage lineage, the youngest academy head in Haoran's history.

One is that for this matter, he has been running and screaming for many years. Since Wei Amnesty did not participate in the discussion of the Confucian Temple, but it was rumored that Wei Amnesty brought up the old matter again and sent a letter to the three Confucian Temple leaders.

As for Cui Chan, he didn't say a word, and he never even dealt with the Confucian Temple, he just "acted on his own", "doing his own way" and got things done.

The appearance of Qidu has become the best positive example, proving that Yizhou Mountains and Rivers have a Dadu, which is used to gather water transportation, and the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

Later, it was Yuan Xi who formally raised the matter during the discussion of the Confucian Temple.

In fact, Chen Pingan also knows a secret thing. On that night boat, Chen Pingan met Yuan Yu, the little celestial master of Longhu Mountain, and the young monk. In addition to the subtle deviations of the latest weights and measures, he did make a special trip to complete a Qidu, which is one of the key objects of investigation.

Dou Yan filled himself with wine again, raised the wine bowl to someone, smiled and looked at the unrecognizable green-clothed sword fairy, Cen Wenqian, you are a small lake gentleman, go to cool off first.

Hidden official, why don't you give me a correct sentence?

If it doesn't work, I'll advise that friend not to use fairy money for nothing.If it works, then I, Dieyunling, will have to sell everything to raise money.

Chen Pingan poured the wine, shook the wine bowl, and said, "The price of this Dieyunling wine is not cheap."

Cen Wenqian knocked the wine bowl on the table, reminding Dou Yan not to push his feet, and stared at him: "Mr. Chen has said so much about Dou Dashan God, but I don't understand it. After being a mountain god for a long time, I can't understand human speech? "

Because Cen Wenqian can conclude that as long as there are no accidents, Tongyezhou will never want to reopen Dadu. The words of Chen Jianxian just now have revealed the truth, which can be regarded as the final word on this matter.

A peach leaf alliance, just a few forces on and off the mountain, how can they accomplish such a feat. One of the so-called agendas is a superficial effort to unite people's hearts.

There is only one possibility, can we hope to create a great cause for Tongyezhou, and that is to be led by Yu Guizong, and Wei Ying must show up in person, and he will not hesitate to consume the merits of his own sect, and then bring in the Liu family of Aiaaizhou. The rich and powerful crossing the river dragon, and then may have to pull in the Dali court, an ally in the north, to sit on the ground and share the bills,

Chen Pingan thought for a while, and said, "Not only Brother Dou, but Mr. Cen, if you have some spare money, you can count it in."

Cen Wenqian froze, the new Mr. Hu was a little confused.

Chen Pingan continued: "God Dou Shan, you have to give me a guarantee that it is okay to borrow money from people everywhere, but even if it is with your colleague and friend, don't say a word, even if you can't bear it When the other party asks, you can just say something perfunctory, just say that it is a gossip you heard on the side of the road, and you can't be sure. Believe it or not, it's his business. You must not drink too much that day, and let us drink today. Homely, come clean with anyone."

Dou Yan nodded his head, and said with a big laugh, "If I don't understand the official rules, I'll be the Dieyunling Mountain God in vain."

Cen Wenqian asked curiously, "This is?"

As a result, the other party smiled and gave an answer.

"I'll make it happen."

Cen Wenqian was stunned and speechless, she just felt that it was unbelievable, she couldn't believe it, but she just had to believe it.

The implication of this young sword fairy could not be clearer.

I can do things that the three academy chiefs dare not nod.

Cen Wenqian was silent for a long time, but as soon as the Lord Hu opened his mouth, Dou Yan almost spit out a mouthful of wine.

"Mr. Chen, I have been short of money for a long time, you have to lend me some money, of course it is Gu Yu's money."

Chen Pingan had just picked up a chopstick to steam the perch, hanging in the air, and said with a helpless face: "This plate of fish is really not cheap."

Finally, after Chen Pingan left Dieyun Ridge.

Dou Yan wondered: "It's strange, why do I always have an illusion, it makes no sense."

Cen Wenqian smiled and said: "It's obvious that we are drinking at the same table, but it seems like a lifetime away?"

Dou Yan slapped the table, "That's right! That's how I feel! Wen Qian, are we dreaming?"

Cen Wenqian asked with a smile: "To verify the authenticity of this matter, it's very simple. Put your face over and I'll slap you."

Dou Yan cursed a few words with a smile, and after restraining his smile, he asked softly: "The good things we have done are all because of that scholar named Cui back then, right?"

Cen Wenqian nodded.

Dou Yan was silent for a long time, and only choked out a good word, "This man named Chen is very nostalgic."

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Shujian Lake, not long ago had its first Lord Hu.

This is definitely not a good thing for the Zhenjing Sect whose jurisdiction covers the entire Shujian Lake.

It's not just as simple as getting a share of the pie, it's like having an extra bed beside the couch.

According to the latest Jinyu genealogy of the Confucian Temple, the new Hujun ranks from the high position of the third rank, which is equivalent to the rank of the Dali Tie Fu Jiang water god and the old Qiantang chief.

Regarding this matter, looking at the lively local genealogy monks in Aquarius Continent, they also expressed some sympathy for the Zhenjing Sect. The Dali court was indeed somewhat suspected of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.

It is said that the person who single-handedly facilitated this matter was the old Shangshu Liu Qingfeng who had died of illness in office.

I just don't know how the current, third suzerain of Zhenjing Sect, Liu Laocheng of Gongliu Island, feels now.

Will Yu Guizong feel resentful for this, and create some gaps with the Dali Song family.

Anyway, in the past few months, the atmosphere in the Real Realm Sect and the surrounding cities of Shujian Lake has been a little strange, as if punching on the wine tables has become much quieter.

In the area of ​​Fuluo Mountain, there is a small sect that was newly established a few years ago, and the leader is an old monk who was born as a casual cultivator, named Zhang Ye.

The changes in Shujian Lake are like a rainstorm that is ready to go. Whoever has a big door and many courtyards will get more raindrops, and it doesn't matter if the door is small.

Almost every year, an old friend comes here to visit Zhangye.

The female island owner of Sulin Island, as Liu Zhimao's major disciple, Tian Hujun, she is a native Jindandixian of Shujian Lake.

She also came here today, but just like her master, she used a cover-up method, because the person she saw was Zhang Dian.

Among the monks on Qingxia Island, Zhang Dian, who was the owner of the fishing house, was the first "minister of the dragon" who followed Liu Zhimao, not even one of them.

Without Zhang Di, who was born as a monk in the genealogy, there might not be the later Zhenjun Jiejiang, let alone the chief priest of Zhenjingzong today.

Zhang dimple was in a small room, sitting around a brazier with his old master Liu Zhimao and Tian Hujun. Zhang dimple was drinking a bowl of Wuyi wine from Chishuicheng. Expensive, it’s not for distinguished guests to come to the door, and it’s not easy to take it out to entertain guests. Small doors and small households need to spend money everywhere, and he, the head of the sect, can’t let him spend lavishly. , and occasional exchanges of favors with the neighboring Immortal Mansion of Falcon Mountain... There is no need for immortal money,

Although it was a bit shabby, but life was very fulfilling, Zhang Di didn't even feel that it was a pleasure in suffering.

On the road of life, the last time I lived in this state of mind was many years ago, when I just met Liu Zhimao.

One is ambitious, the other has lofty aspirations, and two self-made paupers will look forward to the future together.

Holding the wine bowl, Zhang dimple picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth, curiously said: "What is the origin and background of this new king of Hu, and he has no official news at all."

Liu Zhimao sneered and said: "Zhang Ye, the head of the Langhuan Sect, the second in command of Qingxia Island in the early years, and Zhang Dian, a wild cultivator in Shujian Lake, who was under one person and above ten thousand people, in the end, under the hands of a monk in the Longmen Realm in Fuluo Mountain, Half-rented and half-bought a big piece of land, head Zhang, talk about it yourself, what kind of official connections do you have? Those Shanshui Mansion newspapers are all borrowed from the friars of Fuluo Mountain, right?"

Zhang dimple picked up a few sheets of rice cakes from the plate, dipped them in fermented bean curd, and then put them on the wire mesh above the stove to bake, "I call it Ningwei chicken head instead of phoenix tail. Besides, my school is It’s small, but the name is big. As for the expenses of the Shanshui Mansion newspaper, if you can save it, you can borrow it from others to read it, and there will be a few words missing in the mansion newspaper, so don’t read it if you don’t read it for nothing.”

The blessed land of Langhuan in Liuxiazhou and the blessed land of mandarin ducks in Jinjiazhou are both excellent places that are famous in Jiuzhou.

It was just a big mistake, and it was named Langhuan Sect, but it meant that Zhang Dian's sect would not be able to join the sect in the future, unless the name was temporarily changed.

In recent years, every time Zhang Die went to Shujian Lake, he only went to two places to meet the ghost cultivator Zeng Ye who he "brought up the mountain to practice cultivation". Island, when I arrived at Qingxia Island, I met the accountant, and only then did I have all the opportunities and circumstances in the future.There is also the site of Hengbo Island in the past, but now it is just a water surface.

Anyway, Zhang dimple will deliberately bypass Qingxia Island, obviously making up his mind to draw a clear line with the past.

Liu Zhimao said: "The new Lord of the Lake, Xia Fan, is a ghost. It is said that he was a scout from the Dali Frontier Army. , not many times in the outside world, and I don't know the real character for the time being. In short, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp, but a smiling tiger. Especially with an unknown aide with him, his name is Wu Guanqi, and he doesn't have a Taoist name. I heard that He was born as a casual cultivator. If you ask me, he is probably a ruthless bastard who was born as a spy. I heard from Liu Laocheng that Xia Fan was able to stand out from the crowd of heroic spirits and make up for such a big deficiency. That Empress Dowager Dali has contributed a lot in the dark."

Zhang dimple said with a smile: "This kind of fairy fights that come and go in the mist, we small fish that only eat in the shallow water on the shore, just watch the excitement."

Liu Zhimao laughed and said, "It is indeed much more comfortable than me."

Over the years, Liu Zhimao has been repeatedly persuading Zhang Di to return to Shujian Lake, even if he is not serving as a genealogy master at the Zhenjingzong, he can choose one at random among the vassal islands of Hengbo Prefecture on Qingxia Island, which is similar to Mr. Tianhu. The owner of the island is Dangdang, is it not the same as being able to establish a sect?It's better than staying incognito here, leading a group of young people with a little aptitude for cultivation, big kids, and dealing with shit all day long, is it plausible?

If it were someone else who was so ignorant and didn't know anything about it, Liu Zhimao would have slapped him for fear of death.

But I heard that this place that doesn't shit is first recommended by that person.

And because Zhang Di chose such a name for his sect, Liu Zhimao once privately invited a geographer to inspect the geography here, but he couldn't see the slightest way.

With Liu Zhimao's consistent behavior in his early years, Falcon could change his master.

I used to be a field repairer, but now my status has changed, so I have to be kind and just spend some money.It's just that the other party dared to charge a high price?

Don't take the chief worshiper of a sect with the initials of a sect seriously.

Liu Zhimao glanced sideways at his eldest disciple, "Look at yourself, and then look at others. It is said that people are more angry than people, why don't you die?"

Every time Mr. Tianhu is in this room, he really doesn't dare to drink too much.

I'm afraid that something will cause Master's unhappiness, and then I will settle the old and new scores with myself.

Hearing Liu Zhimao's murderous words, Tian Hujun's face paled instantly.

The "family" that Master called, of course, is the hermit official now.

Zhang dimple shook his head and smiled, "Mr. Tianhu is not too bad, isn't even the golden core immortal worthless now?"

Liu Zhimao sneered, "At Tongyezhou, it's always worth money. If we Tiandixian go there, it will not be difficult to establish a sect."

Zhang Di has a good impression of Mr. Tianhu, who has grown up step by step, but her Taoist heart is not tough enough. If you want to say that she has a heart to harm others, there are not many. In the previous Shujian Lake, this kind of monk had no realm and was not cruel enough. , on the contrary, it is difficult to gain a long-term foothold, but time has passed, and becoming a genealogical monk of the Real Realm Sect is nothing more than a good practice, without too many intrigues, without having to fight dangerously with anyone, but with promising achievements.

Probably this is like a joke made by the accountant in those days. It is difficult for people today to explain what will happen tomorrow.

After that, there is a heartfelt saying: If you wake up and there is nothing wrong today, it will be a good time in the world.

Zhang Di restrained his emotions a little, and joked: "You Zhenjing sects, if you don't have the skills, you change the suzerain frequently, and you are number one in the world. If you change again, the next suzerain will be your turn."

Jiang Shangzhen, Wei Ying, and Liu Laocheng are the top chairs in Zushitang. The chairs are about to be replaced before they are hot.

Liu Zhimao didn't hide much from his old friend's side, and said with a smile: "Liu Laocheng mentioned it to me in private, asking me if I have this kind of thought. If he is willing, he will start planning this matter now. When the time comes, Mr. Liu will follow up with the recommendation of the Zong, so as not to be cramped temporarily, it will be difficult to pass by the Yugui Zong. After all, Wei Ying is not a vegetarian, he will definitely have his own layout, just talk about the Jiuyi Feng, there is a new owner now. But I have not agreed to this matter."

To be honest, the three suzerains of Yuguizong, from Xun Yuan, to Jiang Shangzhen, to the present Wei Ying, any one of them is a character with extremely powerful wrists.

Zhang Di was a little surprised, and handed Liu Zhimao a piece of rice cake baked into golden yellow, and then gave Tian Hujun another piece, "Why didn't you agree? There is a world of difference between being the number one and the second in command."

Liu Zhimao took the rice cake, lowered his head and gnawed it, "I understand that the genealogy status on my body is a piece of clothing that cannot be taken off when passed on. Others look at it to keep warm, but I find it too hot to wear, so I want to take it off. If you don’t wear it, you have to take off your clothes and a layer of flesh. If I’m still the chief priest, there may be a way out in the future, but if I become the suzerain, I have to go all the way to the dark in this life.”

After all, it's no better than being that Shanzawa Yexiu who does whatever he wants, acts unscrupulously, has a high position and power, and holds the power of life and death in his hands.

In Shujian Lake back then, anyone who wanted to climb up had to wade out a bloody road. Imagine any island owner back then, no matter how big or small, who didn’t have some bones under his feet as stepping stones?

Now.

One is that the monk's own realm has the final say.

Then it depends on connections and teacher transmission.

In short, don't take the monk realm in the Zong prefix too seriously.

Let’s talk about a little girl named Zhou Caizhen on Gongliu Island. What kind of cultivation qualifications does she have, and the result?Not to mention that Li Fuzhi regarded her as her own, more than a direct heir, even the Suzerain Liu Laocheng saw her, and he would have to be amiable.

There is also Li Fuqu's new disciple, Guo Chunxi, who comes from a small place called Xianyou County. He used to be a half-baked pure martial artist. , Li Fuzhen is really willing to accept him as the heir?It was nothing more than a mess thrown by Jiang Shangzhen, Li Fuqu did not dare to neglect it at all, she couldn't help but not care about it and not work hard.

In the same way, Li Fuyu, who was the second-ranked enshrined, dared not put a fart on Jiang Shangzhen's side, and who would dare not take it seriously when she casually made insinuations with other members of the Patriarch Hall of the Zhenjing Sect?

Besides, Zeng Ye, who is a fool with foolish blessings, where did he get that secret book back then, and how could he be hailed by others as "can open a magic door for ghosts"?

Did it fall from the sky?It can barely be counted, after all, Jiang Shangzhen threw it to Zeng Ye casually, and then Zeng Ye picked it up while walking on the side of the road.

Zhang Di glanced at his old friend and nodded, "Understood."

Out of the corner of Liu Zhimao's eye, he caught a glimpse of the eldest disciple, who was still eating rice cakes happily.

Damn, what an uninspired piece of trash.

We were so enraged that Jiang Zhenjun was half dead, and almost couldn't bear it, so he slapped her on the face.

In fact, these words of Liu Zhimao have two meanings.

Liu Laocheng has only been in the fairyland for a few years, but he has the confidence to go to the next level, begging for the legendary Ascension Realm!

Otherwise, why did Liu Laocheng show such affection to Liu Zhimao?Isn't it just that he wants to be a comfortable emperor of Zhenjingzong in the future?

Then there is Liu Zhimao's so-called back road, which Mr. Tian Hu could not understand, but Zhang Dian understood it at one point, which meant that the next time Wucai Tianxia would reopen the door.

Liu Zhimao is very likely to go there to start a sect!I am the originator of that sect.It's not the fourth suzerain of the shitty sect.

This matter is really possible, and it doesn't need to break face with Yu Guizong. There is one less chief priest of the next sect, but one more ally on the mountain who founded the sect in the colorful world.Although the next time you open the door and then close it, if you want to cross the two worlds, you can't do it without the Ascension Realm, but things in the world are uncertain.For example, what if Liu Zhimao was lucky enough to enter the Ascension Realm?Another example is the Confucian Temple, who suddenly changed his mind and wanted to communicate with the colorful world for a long time?Like the tea-horse trade on the border of secular dynasties?

Mr. Tianhu obviously sensed Master's displeasure, but she didn't know what was wrong with her. She was so depressed for a while, she just felt extremely miserable, but she didn't dare to show it, so she had to lower her head and gnaw on the rice cake, which tasted like chewing wax.

Zhang dimple thought of an interesting incident, and said with a smile: "I heard that the strange person who wandered in Chishui City for many years has now become a clean guest in Hujun's mansion. Why did he really respond to the old saying, since ancient times, strange people , how hidden in the butchery?"

A few years ago, Chishui City came to Chishui City. A strange man with indeterminate knowledge and skill from a foreign country, who can play the iron flute, has a strange personality, sometimes wears a red shirt with large sleeves, like a child of the Jiaoliang Hua ethnic group, with a hairpin on his head, walking alone, and sometimes dressed in rags like a beggar from a poor family. Son, whenever someone begs in the street, as long as someone is willing to give money, he will help with fortune-telling. No matter whether the other party agrees or not, he will chase after him and give a few words similar to prophecy.

Liu Zhimao sneered, "He's just an old man who knows a little about superficial physiognomy. He likes to pretend to be gods and ghosts, and it's okay to deceive traders and pawns. He doesn't stick to small things in face, but he is the kind of sour scholar you hate most in your life, who pays attention to everything. Generally speaking, if the people around you bow to the farmer or manure digger, they will say 'Even my face is dull'."

Speaking of this, Liu Zhimao took a sip of wine, "You guys who have read a few books, don't worry about scolding yourself and others, your words can disgust people."

Zhang dimple drank a bowl of wine, shook the jug, there was not much left, poured the last bowl of wine, and said with emotion for no reason, "Life is not about reading books and enjoying paintings. It’s also like the misery and poverty in a poem, although it is a good sentence in a poem, the one who deserves it is very bitter.”

"That's the reason, it just sounds awkward."

Liu Zhimao nodded and said: "Zhang Di, to be honest, you have been a genealogy monk all your life, even if you followed me, founded Qingxia Island together, and had a huge family business, but you have never been a Shanze for a day. No Xiu."

Zhang dimple asked back with a smile: "What about you? Now that you have become the chief priest of a sect, have you ever been a genealogy master for a day?"

Liu Zhimao was speechless.

Zhang Di raised his wine bowl and said with a smile: "There are endless things in the world outside the house, and there are only limited cups in front of you."

Liu Zhimao bumped against him lightly, "The old boy is addicted to reading sour essays."

Zhang dimple raised his head and finished his drink, and asked, "won't you go back to Qingxia Island's Hengbo mansion, and have a New Year's Eve dinner? Is it possible that you still want to stay here with me to watch the night?"

Liu Zhimao smiled and said, "Why not?"

Zhang Di waved his hand, "Forget it, I still have a serious New Year's Eve dinner here, with the two of you here to eat and drink, I guess it won't be like the New Year."

Liu Zhimao smiled and got up to leave.

Indeed, I don't know how many years ago the last New Year's Eve dinner was.

It's just that at this moment, there was someone on the other side of the door, leaning against the door without anyone noticing, with his arms wrapped around his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Chairman Liu has lofty aspirations, and right now he is thinking about going to the colorful world. Good ambition, good layout."

Zhang dimple just raised his head with a sincere smile.

But Liu Zhimao was sweating profusely in an instant. He was not only afraid of the person behind him, but even more afraid of that person, who was able to stand quietly outside the house for so long.

If this sword is handed out, wouldn't everything be aborted?

Tian Hujun couldn't hide his pale face, and his uncontrollable heart trembled.

But Liu Zhimao quickly returned to normal, and turned to look at the old acquaintance outside the door.

When we met for the first time, the other party was just a little ant who seemed to be busy running around beside his shoes, whether he was trampled to death or not, it just depended on his own mood.

The second time they met again, the other party had exhausted all their efforts and tricks, and only managed to sit on an equal footing with him and have a drink under the fence of Qingxia Island.

The third time was at Zhengyang Mountain, both parties were guests, and the young mountain owner of Luopo Mountain was able to lead him away by the nose.

As for today.

Maybe the other party sees him as a chief priest of the sect, a monk in the Jade Raw Realm, probably just an ant?

Mud legs in back alleys.Mr. Accountant of Qingxia Island.Chen Shanzhu of Lost Mountain.The last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the latest engraver on the top of the city.

Tian Hu-jun's state of mind is somewhat different from others.

Because the thing that makes Mr. Tianhu most afraid is not those appalling deeds and identities, but a "little thing" that few people probably know about.

The man in the green shirt in front of him, even if he put aside all his identities and feats.

He is still a person who can slap Gu Can in front of everyone, and Gu Can will smile at him sincerely.

Liu Zhimao stood up, turned around again, clasped his fists heavily, and said with a hearty smile, "I've seen Yin Guan!"

Zhang dimple got up and smiled and said, "It's really a rare visitor. Last time I created a sect here, I sent a letter to Luobashan, but I still couldn't invite Chen accountant, and I have to punish myself later."

Mr. Tian Hu stood up, tried his best to stabilize his mind, and said softly, "I have seen Mr. Chen."

Chen Ping stretched out his palm and pressed it a few times, and said with a smile: "The whole room is full of old friends, why are you so polite."

In the end, even if it was Zhang Di, he still waited until Chen Ping sat down first, let alone Chief Liu and Tian Dixian.

"At that time, I wasn't on Luopo Mountain. How could you invite me? It's really not my show. I can't play with anyone. Brother Zhang can't show it."

Chen Pingan really just drank a bowl of wine, raised the back of his hand, and wiped his mouth, "This Chishuicheng Wuti wine has nothing to say except expensive."

Afterwards, I asked Zhang Ji about the Langhuan Sect. As the master of the mountain, Chen Ping agreed on behalf of the Luopo Mountain. In the future, as long as he is a disciple of the Langhuan Sect, he can visit the Luopo Mountain when he travels. , If there is a pure martial artist with good qualifications, as long as Zhang Di is willing, he can also be placed on the Luopo Mountain. It will be no problem to stay for two or three years. During the period, someone will help teach and feed him.

Liu Zhimao said helplessly: "At first, I thought Mr. Yin Guan would help me to persuade him, but now it seems that it will not work."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "There is a kind of strong person who can take the hard life seriously and not complain about others."

Zhang dimple waved his hand, "It's just a poor life, no worries about food and clothing, it's not a hard life."

Chen Pingan smiled and did not speak.

Liu Zhimao laughed out loud.

Zhang Dill also laughed at himself, raised his wine bowl, "I can't say no to you, drink and drink."

A certain truth is like a river, and another seemingly negative truth is actually just a tributary of that river.

Mr. Tian Hu was stunned for a while, and after careful consideration, he finally chewed out the aftertaste.

For a while, she became more and more ashamed of herself. There were people in the room, and it seemed that she had the worst feeling in her mind. It was really bad.

There are only two situations for a person to be out of gregariousness, one is to stand out from the crowd, and the other is to stand out from the crowd.

Liu Zhimao tentatively asked: "Are you planning to meet the new Lord Hu?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Don't worry, Chief Liu doesn't need to introduce you."

After drinking another bowl of wine, Chen Ping'an got up to say goodbye, and only let Zhang dimple deliver to the door.

Zhang dimple said in a heartfelt voice: "If Liu Zhimao asks you to help me later, for the sake of my shameless face, I hope you can help, and if you can't, forget it."

The old monk then added, "At least, at least I implore you not to settle old scores with this guy."

Chen Ping said with a smile, "In the past it was difficult to explain a truth clearly. If it weren't for that truth, it would be trivial. Now it's easy to explain the same truth clearly, and it wouldn't be too big for that truth."

Zhang dimple heard the strings and knew the elegance, nodded and said: "next time I will go to Luopo mountain to find you for a drink."

Chen Pingan reminded: "Remember to inform Luopo Mountain in advance. It's not because I'm arrogant, but because I often go out, I may not stay on the mountain."

Zhang dimple agreed with a smile.

Chen Pingan finally joked, "You are the leader of the faction, but you are free."

Zhang Di laughed, although now there is a so-called mountain sect, but every detail has to be carefully calculated, to be honest, how many acres of fertile land the sect has leased, and how many houses have been bought outside, all need Zhang Di Looking at it personally, every autumn harvest season, Zhang Di was even happy to go to the field to work in person. The scene was not just like a white-haired old farmer standing among the ridges of the field.

Sure enough, as Zhang Dian expected, not long after leaving the house, Liu Zhimao asked in his heart: "I don't know the colorful world today?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said with a smile: "Jianjiang Zhenjun will know as soon as he goes."

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to say more, Liu Zhimao was helpless. In fact, he just wanted to ask whether there were many monks in the upper five realms over there. Of course, if he could have a relationship with Feisheng City, to be precise, It is even more desirable to have a good relationship in the summer palace in Feisheng City.Looking at it now, if I really went to the colorful world, as long as I don't get tripped up by this young hermit secretly wearing small shoes, should I burn the incense?

Chen Pingan smiled and cupped his fists, his figure disappeared in a flash.

Liu Zhimao then hid himself and returned to Qingxia Island with Tian Hujun.

Overlooking the Shujian Lake, one of the islands has weak willows curling up by the water, just like the waist of a girl next door.

And the Lake Junshui Mansion is located deep in the bottom of Shujian Lake, with good roots and water veins. It is also a continuous building "built on the mountain". Although it is not luxurious, it is also not vulgar.

The Zhenjing Sect has withdrawn from the nearby islands above the water, and a new Hujun Temple has been built on one of the big islands. The Zhenjing Sect is very sincere.

Xia Fan, the new Lord of the Lake, and Wu Guanqi, his aide, are currently playing chess in a pavilion.

Mr. Hu, who looks young, is wearing a blue dragon robe, which is not arrogance.

The white-clothed scribe sitting opposite him was middle-aged, with a folding fan in one hand and a twister in the other.

Xia Fan lightly placed a piece on the chessboard, and asked, "Do you want to test Liu Laocheng again?"

Wu Guanqi nodded and said: "Of course it is necessary, but don't be too hasty. First, you don't look at the monk's face but at the Buddha's face. The Shangzong Wei Ying has a lot of courage. Besides, Liu Laocheng is an immortal, and he was born as a wild cultivator. The body should not be underestimated. If you want to break through the big situation, you don't need to use a lot of strength, just cut in a little bit, and you can do it lightly."

Xia Fan said with a smile: "Liu Laocheng is so knowledgeable, we don't seem to be able to find a chance for a new official to take office."

As soon as he took office, Liu Laocheng took the initiative to pay a visit, handed over the land deeds and sent those islands without saying a word.

Xia Fan then asked again: "Mr. Wu, is there any chance to get in touch with that Liu Zhimao and win him over?"

Wu Guanqi shook his head and said: "Hujun's Mansion can't give Liu Zhimao what he wants at all, so we don't have to humiliate ourselves and make it a joke for that True Lord Jiejiang."

In the next game of chess, Xia Fan fell into the long test several times, but Wu Guanqi fell like flying every time.

It's just that the two players didn't know that there was a "true gentleman" standing beside the chessboard who really watched the chess without saying a word.

Qingtong couldn't help reminding again: "Why is it so exhausting?"

Chen Ping just lost both hands, looked at the chess game on the table, and said calmly: "Don't worry, wait until they decide the winner."

They made more than a dozen moves each,

Chen Pingan saw that the overall situation was settled, and glanced at the folding fan in Wu Guanqi's hand. Earlier, this person said that Wei Ying was not a small man, but in fact he was not bad. There were eight characters written on one side of the folding fan.

"Among the flowers, I am Dongjun."

In an instant, there were ripples, and Wu Guanqi asked before Hujun Xia Fan.

"Who?!"

"I."

Wu Guanqi's face changed slightly, it seemed that he was very angry.

On the contrary, Xia Fan, the Lord of the Lake, remained calm in the face of danger, and looked at the man in the blue shirt who was gradually showing his figure and face with great interest.

After seeing the other party's face clearly, Xia Fan immediately stood up, bowed and said, "The little god pays homage to the hermit official."

Wu Guanqi smiled slightly, closed his folding fan, bowed his head and cupped his hands and said, "I've met Chen Jianxian."

Chen Pingan clasped his fists in return, and said, "The current situation is hard-won, please cherish it more, Mr. Xiahu."

Xia Fan nodded with a smile and said: "It is the meaning of the question to seek government affairs in his position."

In fact, before Chen Pingan showed up, he was almost certain that he would have to make a trip for nothing.

Xia Fan, the new Lord of the Lake, and Wu Guanqi, the mastermind, are both smart people, especially the latter, who can be described as thoughtful.

Before coming here, Chen Pingan actually went to the government offices of the Hujun Mansion, especially the archives room, where there are a lot of secret records, such as Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi who were born in Maoyue Island, all of which are on the list. In addition, many familiar names were found.In the matter of intelligence gathering, it can be said that they have spared no effort, and they have gained a lot.

With the genius brother from Zhengyang Shanshuilongfeng, they are two extremes.

And looking at the handwriting of those files, it was obvious that they were all written by one person.

Even Zhou Caizhen of Gongliu Island has many records here.On the top of the booklet, there are some conjectures of the main author. Judging from the ink on the file, it was added later.For example, Jiang Shangzhen, whose alias is Zhou Fei, and the female sword fairy Li Cai of Duckweed Sword Lake, plus some bits and pieces of gossip, this person can deduce that this Jiang Shangzhen is extremely doting, and it can be said that he is a relative. The little girl raised by her daughter is very likely that her real hometown is Beiju Luzhou.

Chen Pingan didn't think too much about it, Wu Guanqi, as a staff member of the Water Mansion, could not be overly careful about his responsibilities.

How could it be possible that Chen Pingan didn't know the roots of the Hushui Mansion in the Shujian, he would only know more truths than Liu Zhimao, for example, Xia Fan, apart from being a candidate hand-picked by the Empress Dowager, he knew everything about his hometown and battlefield experience.As for Wu Guanqi, Luoposhan knew relatively little about the inside story. It seemed that he was once in charge of the intelligence of the Dali court in the middle of Yizhou, and he was considered a colleague of Li Baozhen.

Chen Ping turned to look at Wu Guanqi, "Don't you think so?"

Wu Guanqi had a more interesting statement, "Don't dare."

As a result, Chen Jianxian from Lost Mountain used a more interesting statement.

"I think you dare."

Wu Guanqi sneered and said, "I, Dali, have never had a precedent of conviction."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "That's because you have never been standing high enough, so you don't know the real rules of my senior brother. You must know that the most powerful place in work and learning is to go with 'heart'. If you If you don’t even understand this, you won’t be able to be the Accountant of the Hu Junshui Mansion.”

Wu Guanqi remained silent.

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "What's more, if one day, I accidentally become the new national teacher of Dali, and I will set a precedent for you at that time, what should you do? Wouldn't it be extremely embarrassing? You can save face if you throw it on the ground." Get up, but if you say something, how can you eat it back to your stomach, right?"

Wu Guanqi hesitated to speak, his momentum was obviously much weaker.

Chen Pingan smiled and stretched out his hand to hold this person's shoulder, "So, young people should not be too sharp, like walking with a lantern in broad daylight, and they are suspected of ostentatiously walking through the streets, they must learn to swim at night with candles."

Wu Guanqi, who was called a "young man" by a young man, had a tense expression on his face. If he continued talking like this, his face would turn livid.

Fortunately, the uninvited guest disappeared after saying goodbye.

The multiple restrictions in the water mansion at the bottom of the lake are completely useless.

In Chishui City, there is a Yuankui Street that is several miles long and full of shops.

Since today is the New Year's Eve, almost all of them are closed. Chen Pingan stopped at the entrance of a shop where he once bought an ancient bronze sword named "Da Fang Qu Huang".

After walking about fifty or sixty steps, Chen Pingan sat down slowly on the steps between the two shops.

There used to be a ranger from other places who disguised himself as a middle-aged man. He also sat here and then went to ask for trouble.

Qingtong appeared beside him, still wearing a fence, but his true face was not seen.

For some reason, Qing Tong felt that this sword cultivator seemed a little sad, no more, no less, but not really sad.

Like a gluttonous alcoholic who has no money for booze and has to sulk behind closed doors?

But Chen Ping quickly stood up.

Qingtong asked: "It's not urging, just asking casually. How many places do you want to go next?"

Chen Pingan stretched his waist and said with a smile, "It's coming soon."

Two or three things happened when the young man was full of arrogance, and the floating numbers came to light.The mountains and rivers are magnificent and immortal for thousands of years, where is the romance.

Whether it's a swordsman or not, they are all swordsmen anyway.