Sword of Coming

Youzhou, a famous ancient battlefield site.

As far as the field of vision can be seen, it is deserted and lifeless.

But in fact, the flowers and plants here are lush, but there is no prosperous city and towering giant trees, so it seems so quiet and not so lively.

There were two horsemen, one man and one woman, riding a scrawny and inferior horse, while the other was a very handsome rouge Cong.

A young Taoist priest, wearing a blue cotton-padded Taoist robe, swayed his shoulders as the horse's back bumped, and said with a smile: "The old horse knows the way, walk slowly, return late, it's better to come late."

The other woman had a good face, but she remained expressionless.

It is more appropriate to say that it is like a lifetime.

It was Lu Chen and Zhu Lu who had left the vast world.

Lu Chen did not take Zhu Lu directly to Bai Yujing.

But this "Lu Chen" is of course just a talisman clone.

Lu Chen stretched his finger and pointed ahead, "I was in a small Taoist temple in front of me. I have been a Taoist priest for a few years, and I have a good relationship with them. Before dark, as long as the two of us work hard, we will definitely be able to make it there. Just deal with it over there for a night."

Zhu Lu just nodded silently.

In his hometown, Zhu Lu has actually seen some people who like to play games, and those who are immortals. It is also not uncommon for the kind of people who can't be seen outside the world.

However, as they traveled along the way, many scenes still made Zhu Lu feel strange and bizarre, but more because there was Headmaster Lu by his side, which always made some ordinary things become unusual.

On the door of the market, there is a black letter on red paper presented by a certain temple, with the festive "Shanjun Welcomes the New Year" written on it.

At that time, Lu Chen said, "The pavilion on the roadside, the Taoism on the mountain, and the words in the world, although it will not be abandoned for a long time, this is immortal."

They passed through a river, and in the hot summer season, the sun was exposed to the sun, and there was no rain for a long time. There was the withered Hebo, standing in the dry riverbed, squatting on the cracked ground, taking a spoonful of water, and said with a smile to a mountain **** on the bank, "I'm done, you can do what you want."

When He Bo saw the figures of the two horsemen, he asked aloud, you are the Taoist priests who know the immortal arts, can you do your best and bring down a rain of sweet rain?

Lu Chen put his hands in his sleeves and scolded, Daoye doesn't know any magic, so he urinated, do you want it?

He Bo began to scold the passer-by who seemed to be mentally ill. I was so anxious that as soon as I threw the white bowl, I would beat that fellow.

The Taoist priest seemed to be waiting for this moment, and suddenly he laughed, good good, good omen, broken broken and safe!

The Taoist priest stretched out his sleeves and snapped his fingers lightly. In an instant, the dark clouds rolled, the rain poured down, and the pea-sized raindrops poured into a dry riverbed.

In the county town, Lu Chen led her aimlessly through the streets and alleys, and met the wild cats in the old alley and the local dogs in the courtyard wall. Lu Chen would stop, wondering what he was thinking.

In a land with plenty of rain, there are jade pickers holding wooden sticks, walking in groups in the turbulent river, just stepping on stones with their feet to judge whether it is a beautiful jade.

Lu Chen would roll up his trousers and let Zhu Lu stay on the shore, while Lu Chen conjured up a green bamboo stick and strode in the river, stepping on it here and knocking there.

There was President Du, who was in charge of compiling books. The old man was on his way to retire and returned home, and he had a good chat with Lu Chen, who met by chance in the mountains and forests. cheated." A lot of gold and silver were soft.

At the top of the mountain, the headmaster Bai Yujing even put up a mosquito net, ate candied fruit, and screamed at me with the mosquitoes that you have the ability to bite me.

At this moment, Lu Chen twisted his wrist and conjured a small plate, but he didn't conjure up a pair of chopsticks by the way. He took a sip, turned his head and asked, "This is called Babao taro paste, do you want to try it?"

Zhu Lu shook his head.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Now you are all thinking about how to climb high and reach the top. Later, you will understand a truth. Those who can enjoy pure happiness are the real gods."

Zhu Lu said: "Then talk about it later."

Lu Chen nodded, but instead of refuting and teaching, he echoed, "It makes sense."

Zhu Lu suddenly asked, "Am I really dreaming?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Dream within a dream and a dream within a dream, it must be better if you figure it out?"

Zhu Lu asked, "Then are you really Lu Chen?"

Lu Chen couldn't help laughing, "It may be, it may not, it depends on your mood."

Not to mention the degree of obscurity and the strength of lethality after the union, but only the magnificence and magic of the way of union, Lu Chen claimed to be the first, well deserved, no one would argue with Lu Chen for this.

Lu Chen's Five Dreams and Seven Hearts have never been hidden from the outside world, so Lu Chen's Fourteen Realms of Harmony are the most... open and clear, whether they know it or remember it, don't know, or hear it and forget it After all, everything in the world is arbitrary.

The Taoist dream of the Confucian master Zheng Huan, the dream of a living person is a dream of a skeleton, the dream of the oak tree is alive, and the dream of the tortoise is dead. In the dream, Huadie doesn't know who I am, who is primary and secondary.

In addition, there are seven things of the heart, the wooden chicken, the toon tree, the mole, the Kunpeng, the oriole, and the scorpion. Butterfly.

Four of the dreams have already been interpreted, so the white-boned Taoist friend who goes by the pseudonym Mao Jue can hide wherever he wants to hide.

As for the seven things of the heart, the oriole who can inspect the literary movement has long since taken back, the wooden chicken is the Yu Zhenyi of the lotus flower blessed land, the hujuan is the old owner of the robe and golden lilac, and a certain "Bingjie" on an overseas island A yellow and purple nobleman from the Tianshi Mansion. Kunpeng has also withdrawn. The old friend on the night sailing ship who had had a "Haoliang debate" with Lu Chen, now that he has spoken, and Wu Shuangjiang knew it at the time, Lu Chen was happy to push the boat. Only Mole, who was still left in the vast world by Lu Chen, was not scheming, it was just fun.

As for Lu Chen's first proposal to "take eight thousand years as spring and eight thousand years as autumn", "there was a giant tree in ancient times", this tree does not conform to the rope and ink, it does not conform to the rules, so it is the most useless. In fact, Lu Chen doesn't care whether he can take back the toon tree or not, because this tree is Lu Chen's tree of the heart, but it was transplanted from the vast world and planted in the Qingming world.

Lu Chen slapped his fist, "I figured out how to introduce myself to a fresh face. I'm not talented on the trail, my ancestral home is Quyuan, and my Taoist name is Sanmu."

Just as Zhu Lu was about to speak, Lu Chen turned his palm into a finger, held it out to Zhu Lu, and shouted, "Secret!"

Zhu Lu subconsciously shut up, and only after a moment did he realize that this Headmaster Lu was playing tricks, she could speak, "Is it interesting?"

Lu Chen put his arms around his chest, swayed on the horseback, and began to look around, looking at the sky and the ground, "The sky is high and the earth is wide."

Outside the sky, a secret realm that is crumbling and will not be broken.

Yu Dou stopped in the air, the magic sword returned to its sheath, with his back behind him.

In the distance, three cultivators of the Fourteenth Realm stood side by side, all of them Zheng Juzhong, who could no longer distinguish the true body, the yang and the yin.

But because one of them, Zheng Juzhong, was very recognizable because he was wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown.

Yu Dou just glanced at "this person", and wanted to change the venue. Each of them didn't spare 30%.

What a lawless Zheng Juzhong.

Just because of the "Taoist" Zheng Juzhong in front of him, although his appearance does not have any resemblance to his master, Yu Dou's temperament makes Yu Dou mistake him for a middle-aged master other than the real youth and the old man. !

Zheng Juzhong only displayed the Dao Fa, there were at most a dozen Dao veins, including the Wulei Zheng Fa of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, and even the unspoken secrets on the fourth floor of the third city of Baiyujing.

In addition, Zheng Juzhong can also imitate the original characters of Confucian sages and sages, the seals of Western Buddhist kingdoms, the countless side-door swordsmanship, military supernatural powers, long-lost ancient secret techniques, and the talisman formation of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou...

The two Zheng Juzhong disappeared and returned to Haoran World in secret.

The last Zheng Ju sat cross-legged and stretched out his thumb to wipe the blood on his cheeks. He was indeed one of the four immortal swords, and he was indeed unparalleled.

If only I could get the Sun Palace of the Bixiao Cave Master, I could make my own sword.

It's a pity that when I visited the Taoist Temple in Tongyezhou Lotus Flower Blessed Land, the two sides couldn't agree on the "price".

Zheng Juzhong asked, "Yu Dou, do you know how many ten thousand years ago there were?"

Yu Dou didn't hide it, and said indifferently: "I heard there are 10,000, I just heard about it, I'm not interested in these, you can ask my master if you go out."

Zheng Juzhong smiled and asked, "I heard that Lu Chen has been to a strange world."

Yu Dou nodded and said, "There may still be countless great worlds, and Junior Brother Lu has been to one of them. He has stayed there for many years, to be precise, for countless years in perception, so that Junior Brother Lu arrived. In the end, I couldn't tell whether it was hundreds or tens of millions of years ago or hundreds of millions of years ago. When he returned to Baiyujing, I didn't ask any more questions, and he didn't talk much, he just said that he was there, just using **** Just crushing countless stars, with just one thought, a vast and dazzling galaxy can be born out of Taoism, and it is only in the middle stage of Taoism. Afterwards, Junior Brother Lu was there, his Dao Heart was as tough as him, and he was still so desperate that he could only destroy himself again and again, but he had to reshape the Dao body, change his identity, and restore a part of his memory at a certain moment, the higher the realm, or Active or passive, he will eventually remember everything. Later, he had to make enemies for himself and let himself kill himself, so there are hundreds of so-called geniuses who are amazing and brilliant, with both perseverance and chance. There is no shortage, whether it is smooth or rough, or high-spirited, or angry, or silent, or single-handedly, or with a few fellow Taoists, or in groups to win over tens of thousands, millions of people in the same path, and finally Killing his so-called villain successfully, or failing to do so, there are countless stories to name a few."

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "It sounds wonderful."

If it was someone else, Yu Dou really let him try it out. Even if he couldn't completely imitate the world, it would not be difficult to find a similar "dojo".

But since it is Zheng Juzhong, forget it.

To deal with this kind of person, once there is a battle for the Great Dao, you can only kill him completely with a higher killing power, and there is no other way.

Yu Dou was about to return to Master, but he just got up temporarily and stopped and asked, "Zheng Juzhong, what are you asking for?"

I didn't expect to get an answer, but there are really too few things that interest Yu Dou, and there are very few, so don't delay to ask a question.

"For now, what I want for the time being..."

Zheng Juzhong put away the futon, stood up, and said with a smile, "Yu Dou is begging for defeat, and I beg for a total kill."

Yu Dou looked at him, shook his head, and said with a smile, "What a lunatic."

In an instant, Yu Dou, who had just turned around, suddenly turned his head, "I finally know who you are."

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "Then why don't you hurry up and call Master?"

I didn't think that Yu Dou was pretending to be a ghost, so what Zheng Juzhong was thinking at the moment was a name, Zhou Mi?

Or is it a cultivator who will successfully join the 15th realm in the future? If this is the case, then completely cut off the long chain of cause and effect, and use this to determine a "now", to determine that the so-called long river of time is actually nothingness, and it is a great cage, completely detached from this thing, accurate It is said that the imprisonment of this name may be the opportunity to step into the threshold of the sixteenth realm in the future.

Therefore, it is indeed necessary to meet the **** of the savior who sits in the long river of time.

Yu Dou carried his sword, but left with a big smile.

——

Aquarius, the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom.

More than 20 years ago, an outsider surnamed Ma bought an old mansion of a former prime minister for a lot of money here.

In the capital, ordinary wealthy and powerful portals, even if they are the neighbors of the Ma family, only think that the Ma family is an outsider with a few stinky money.

A young man surnamed Ma came to the family ancestral hall early at dusk today, entered the door, neither worshipped incense nor worshipped the hanging statue, but jumped onto the beam and lay down.

The servant girl Shudian and the disciple Wangzu did not follow him into the Yuxuan country. They were all ants. Maybe someone sneezed, or lifted their feet and landed, and they would crush them to death.

Yu Shiwu advised him not to come back.

Ma Kuxuan said that that person wanted revenge and that he wanted to pay his father's debt to his son.

Since the other party finally couldn't help but want to shoot, why should he hide, not hide.

Ma Kuxuan lay on his back with Erlang's legs raised, with a licorice root in his mouth that he did not know where, he snapped his fingers.

A mountain goddess was ordered by Ma Kuxuan, who was directly dragged out of the golden statue by him.

After she realized that it was Ma Kuxuan's method, the mountain goddess, who was standing on the beam, sat hurriedly.

Ma Kuxuan opened his eyes, looked at the splendid caisson well, and said, "My brother, I didn't lie to you, I really wanted to change your name for you, but he didn't have that ability. God, the mountain **** of Lujiaoshan who has an excellent relationship with the Ma family, that is, your immediate boss, does not dare to help at this time. But Ma Yanshan can't do it, I can do it, change the name of the mountain for you, the only requirement, It's you who changed your name first, Song Yun, this name is so good, you don't seem to be worthy of it."

How dare Song Yun, the female mountain god, say nothing.

The scenery of Zhe'er Mountain is extremely beautiful. From a distance, it is the imperial court holding a jade wattle, and from a close view, it is a beautiful woman's hair. In accordance with the golden and jade genealogy issued by the Dali court, Song Yun was a seventh-rank **** in the same strict landscape and officialdom, so he was in the stream. She just thought about changing the name of the mountain to "Bow the waist", which sounds better and has a better meaning. Last time Ma Yanshan was drunk again at her wine shop, and was scolded by his sister who came to arrest someone in anger. Before leaving the wine shop, Ma Yanshan promised that she would help change her name.

Ma Kuxuan's own younger brother, a genuine disciple, a rotten drunkard, and even Ma Yanshan's Tanhua Lang and his younger sister Ma Yuemei came here to help cheat on the exam.

As for Ma Yuemei, she likes to mess around. She has seen a lot of immortals and monsters and Jianghu Romance at a young age. She specially invited a family to worship her. She is a master of martial arts who washes her hands with gold. All with swords. This group of girls are real trainers in the eyes of the common people, not that kind of pretentiousness.

There is also that cousin Ma Che, who seems to be a juvenile prodigy recognized by the court and the public. In fact, Ma Kuxuan doesn't care how he learns and how he behaves. What happened to the women? Go to sleep if you have the ability. If you have the status of the county head or the official lady, if you can't sleep for the time being, just continue to obediently face the few handwritten portraits with your hands.

Ma Kuxuan smiled and said, "Song Yan, I think my luck is very average, what do you think?"

Not daring to care about the new name, Song Yan said timidly, "I think Immortal Master Ma is very lucky."

Ma Kuxuan nodded, obviously satisfied with this very honest answer, but he shook his head again, "Anyway, the luck is not as good as these young people of the same generation in the family, they have a brother named Ma Kuxuan, who should I call Ma Kuxuan? "

Song Yun was speechless.

Indeed, they all have a backer, and they are the head of the ten young people in Aquarius. As for the status of Zhenwu Mountain genealogy cultivator, it is Ma Kuxuan who is not true, and Zhenwu Mountain is not true, as if the outside world does not take it seriously.

But it is only said that Ma Yanshan and Ma Yuemei are brothers and sisters, but they have never seen this big brother once.

Everything about his brother Ma Kuxuan.

It is said that.

At home, it's just the parents talking, other than that, their brothers and sisters can only hear hearsay.

It can be said that the Ma family has deep roots in Yuxuan, and now there are countless family businesses.

The largest restaurant and Xianjia Inn in Beijing also owns a Xianjia Ferry in the land of Gyeonggi, and two private ferries that can cross half a small Aquarius Island.

But Ma Yanshan is not interested in those gods and lords flying up and down the mountains, what kind of fairies.

He is a man who loves wine, and the only thing he thinks about his hometown is that, in addition to worshipping his ancestors, he is to attend a night feast in Piyun Mountain and go there for a drink.

Asking a sister who looks a bit similar to help take the exam, Ma Yanshan has the status of a Tanhualang, which is regarded as an official in the Hanlin Academy.

His Majesty the Emperor and the court did not say anything.

My family moved here after leaving their hometown. After more than 20 years of development, four generations in the same family, it can be said that the branches and leaves are flourishing. In addition to the brothers from the house, it is said that the newly compiled genealogy has the name on it. Hundreds.

Ma Kuxuan stretched out a palm and began to count, bending a finger every time he thought of a name, and finally made a fist.

Longquan Sword Sect Xie Ling seems to have just broken through again. Zhenwu Shan Yu's current affairs, may be Ma Kuxuan's only friend. Cai Jinjian of the Green Juniper Peak of Yunxia Mountain, the direct disciple of Liu Laocheng, the master of the Zhenjing Sect, Jiang Yun, a descendant of the Jiang clan in Yunlin. Fenglei Garden Sword repairs Liu Ba Bridge.

Ma Kuxuan raised another hand.

Zhou Ju, deputy head of Guanhu Academy. Shan Zeye Xiu, Taoist priest Zhao Xutuo. Luopaoshan Jianxiu was on the right side of Sui, because she went to Tongye Continent, and her pedigree status was moved to the next sect, which was equivalent to vacating a place for the younger generation of genius monks in Aquarius Continent.

Ma Kuxuan thought about it for a while, but he seemed to have missed someone, and he couldn't remember who it was.

As for the specific rankings of the eight people, Ma Kuxuan certainly couldn't remember more clearly.

Ma Kuxuan bent two fingers, clenched his fist again, and said, "Song Yan, have you ever heard an old saying, a dog that bites doesn't bark."

Song Yun nodded, "I've heard of it many times."

Ma Kuxuan raised his head slightly, put his hands on a pillow, and said, "That Zhengyang Mountain, where the sword fairy is like a cloud, doesn't understand this simple truth."

Song Yan reminded softly, "The door is open, and the discussion is about to begin."

Ma Kuxuan nodded, "Then we just put up our ears and listen."

In the family ancestral hall, the atmosphere of today's discussion is solemn and solemn.

Sitting on the main seat is the pampered Ma family head, and there is a chair next to it, sitting on the very wristy Ma family housewife.

In the lobby, a red candle as thick as an arm illuminates the entire ancestral hall as bright as day.

A plaque was hung with the hall number written on it.

Ma Kuxuan didn't pay attention to what was written.

On the beam above everyone's heads, there are two "gentlemen on the beam" that no one has found.

Ma Kuxuan turned his head, that younger brother, in the wine shop of the goddess of the mountain, had an interesting question and answer with the beautiful woman who was selling wine.

Will it rain tomorrow. Certainly not. But there's bound to be thunder and rain one day, right? It's time to hold a big umbrella.

Ma Kuxuan thinks this question and answer is very interesting, so he is willing to help Song You change the name of the mountain. In fact, soon there will be an official document from Lujiao Mountain, allowing Zhe'er Mountain to be renamed Zheyao Mountain, and the position of the mountain **** Song Ying will remain unchanged. . Of course, Ma Kuxuan used his own merits in exchange for it, not to mention just changing the name of the mountain, not raising the height of the golden body.

It doesn't matter whether Song Yun will change his name to Song Yan in the future. There is no advantage to changing it, and there is no disadvantage to not changing it. Ma Kuxuan is not in the mood to care about such trivial matters.

In the ancestral hall, there are two young men, both of them are famous now, so they are qualified to sit here.

They often and the wealthy Gongsun of Yuxuanguo, as long as they feel that staying in the capital is boring, they will find a reason to leave together, participate in an unknown "autumn hunt", and go to the remote borders of several small countries in the south. Under the leadership of local friends, they started hunting. When these goods arrived in the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, they were just a bunch of lowly dog-legged gangsters, but in their hometown, they were first-class children of powerful and powerful people. The saber, the target of hunting, is those "horse thieves" and "rogues", and the local officials are very cooperative.

Ma Kuxuan, who was sitting on the beam, looked at them, and then looked at everyone other than the two chairs, and suddenly found that Ma Yanshan, his own younger brother, seemed to be more pleasing to the eye at once.

After all, he is one of the few smart people. The old and young in the ancestral hall, together, are not as smart as Ma Yanshan.

Once upon a time, when the night was dark, a young child was woken up, secretly listening to the noise in the lobby outside the house. When my grandmother persuaded me, my parents didn't listen. Instead, they scolded my grandmother for being confused. Plenty of wealth and honor have given rise to today's splendid scenery that everyone is envious of.

Ma Kuxuan kept his eyes open, he didn't care about anything, he just missed his grandmother.

It is also the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, with two counties, north and south.

The wealthy and wealthy Yongjia County in the north, and Changning County in the poor alleys in the south.

Not far from the mansion in Changning County, there is a small courtyard full of flowers and plants.

The weather was fine tonight, and the red-dressed female ghost Xue Ruyi was sitting on a swing, swaying gently.

How many boxes of dresses, she picks and wears them every day, which is actually worrying.

Although this place is known as a "haunted and haunted house", it is no different from the capital, and even the county city God who is just a short distance away will not care about her, just because she was appointed as the civil judge of the capital city God Temple, who once ruled the head of the divisions, the Yin and Yang Division. Among them, six of the divisions are very high officials, but they are old acquaintances with her. Because of such a relationship, although she is a ghost and obeys the rules, she has hardly stayed at home for so many years, so no one cares.

The middle-aged Taoist priest who set up a fortune-telling stall still went out early and returned late every day, rain or shine.

The pseudonym is Wu Di, and he claims his real name is Chen Jianxian. Invincible? Chen Jianxian?

Anyway, there are not many truths, the Taoism is not high, the ability is not big, and the ability to name yourself is not weak.

She turned her head and looked at the guy who was sitting on the steps brushing his teeth and rinsing his mouth, and asked casually, "Wu Daochang, what kind of realm are you? It's better to be honest."

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and shook his head and said, "The aptitude for cultivation of the poor Taoist is just enough, and it is said that it is "Shang Ke" without blushing, but it is indeed not the kind of earth immortal recorded in the book. "

Xue Ruyi sneered and said, "It's said that the word "waiting and sincerity" is the first thing to do when you go out? If I remember correctly, this sentence is your mantra."

The Taoist smiled and said, "I didn't lie, but Miss Xue didn't believe it. What can a poor Taoist do? It's much harder than making money from other people's pockets."

Xue Ruyi asked with a smile, "They're all in their forties, and they're not even immortals in the middle five realms. Can their aptitude really be considered "acceptable"? "

I remember asking this person how he became a Qi trainer earlier, but the other person came with a "big speech" that sounded immortal.

When he was young, he learned mountain climbing.

The reason why she said such nonsense tonight is because she never thought that this liar and Taoist would really tell her. This year, on the spring equinox, there was no rain in the capital, and the earth was extremely warm.

Moreover, the Taoist priest also said a word of the gods, saying that on the Qingming day this year, there may be thunder, and the movement will be large, so she should not think about it.

After that, the Taoist priest also shook hands with the knowledge of "Sentence Reading", which really impressed her.

Last time, Judge Hong and Miss Ji went to the door together, or "dropped the door", and the painted door **** posted on the door flashed with golden light. At that time, Judge Hong was not wearing an official, but elegant literati attire. , wearing a golden armor and carrying a magic sword in the shape of a seven-star copper coin. She has been in charge of the Yin and Yang Division of the City God Temple in the capital for three hundred years.

They called the female ghost from Gong E as Ruyi Niang. Naturally due to an old anecdote that has passed away.

Sure enough, as they said, the head of the court's trial, Chun Wei's title of Huiyuan, and after that, except for Ma Che, who was the champion, the rest of the second place, the third flower, and the second-class biography were all pre-determined candidates.

The balance of a country's literary movement is completely regarded as a child's play.

The military judge of the Chenghuang Temple in the capital participated in it. According to Ji Xiaoping's explanation, the military judge of the City God Temple, who is as powerful as Master Hong, has his own reasons to prove that he is not bent on favoritism. In fact, the military judge is not counted, because he really took advantage of the yin and dark laws.

If there are some masters who are not right in their minds to help plan, they can indeed do something in the ancestral Yin and the yang world.

The key is that the twenty-four divisions of the City God Temple in the capital, among which the Wenyun Division, which should have been under the direct jurisdiction of Judge Hong, have all turned to the military judge.

Although she knew the inside story for a long time, Xue Ruyi was still angry when the real thing came to an end. In those days, she was so angry that her teeth were itching.

Fortunately, the Taoist priest wasn't annoyed, he just muttered and muttered, saying that there were always a few days a month, and he understood. Unfortunately, Xue Ruyi heard it and almost kicked him.

Tonight, I heard Xue Ruyi sigh again.

"Miss Xue, as the old saying goes, one should sigh less."

The Taoist said with a smile: "The old saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and sometimes you have to have it in your life."

Xue Ru said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt to stand and talk. Besides, it has to be a person alone."

The Taoist said with a smile: "There are differences between people and ghosts, and there are different paths to darkness. This is true, but there are no other ways for the Tao, and there are no two reasons for the truth."

Xue Ruyi couldn't help but sighed again, this guy has too many reasons, he is really a Taoist, isn't he the kind of pedantic scholar who reads dead books?

Certainly not, it must not be, if you really are a scholar, you will definitely not have as many ways to make money.

Xue Ruyi raised her head to look at Mingyue, remembering that Ji Xiaoping had angrily said a few sincere words that were taboo. The chaos of the imperial examinations in the country has been ignored so far. It may be some unknown landscape insider, or it may be kept in the dark. After all, the emperor is far away from the sky. Anyway, the result is Yuxuan's literary fortune, that's all. It was a complete mess.

Xue Ruyi opened her mouth and said, "Daoist Wu, is it true that no matter where you go, officials will protect each other?"

Sitting on the steps, the Taoist priest put aside the white bowl and the guy who brushed his teeth. He wrapped his arms around his sleeves and said with a smile, "If you want to explain a truth clearly, you have to put aside the two extremes and talk about proportions. There are differences between time and place, each official government has its own way, what is the temperament of the chief official, and what are the old local customs, such as this..."

Xue Ruyi already had a headache, raised a hand, "Stop!"

She was used to it, and the middle-aged Taoist priest was actually used to it long ago. She was about to get up and leave. She just got up and planned to make a late-night snack for herself. The hot pot is very good, and there are some fresh ingredients in the kitchen. A tooth.

Xue Ruyi asked coldly, "Daochang Wu, do you think that if I am daring and don't care about the taboos in the landscape and officialdom, I will go to choose a Chenghuang Temple or Wenwu Temple tomorrow, prepare a paper of complaint, burn a talisman and throw the ultimatum to that Xiyue Mountain. The picket of the king's palace! Do you think it is feasible?!"

Judge Hong has been promoted and transferred to a small state near the capital of Dali to serve as the city **** of a state. The state is not big, but his rank is as high as that of the famous Chuzhou!

As an assistant officer, Ji Xiaoping followed Judge Hong and left the City God Temple, the capital of the Yuxuan Kingdom. Of course, it is impossible to continue to serve as the chief officer of the Yin-Yang Division there. In name, it seems to be "relegated", but in fact, the divine position is still the same as the old one. It is still a kind of officialdom reuse.

In fact, after Judge Hong and Ji Xiaoping resigned, they informed Xue Ruyi that they had greeted Lujiao Mountain, but if the result of the imperial examination did not change, it would mean no use. Don't be impulsive in doing things. After the Lord of the City God of Dali's native state, he will try his best to find a way to inform a mountain of princes in the Falzi Mountain of Zhongyue about the matter.

The Taoist said with a smile: "As you wish, but let's say it in advance, I can't do things like writing a letter, no matter how much money I give!"

Xue Ruyi sighed, "Have the guts to make money, but don't have the guts to speak up?"

The priest smiled.

She covered her mouth and smiled, "Why did your daughter-in-law fall in love with you back then? Do you want to show your talent or covet your looks?"

The Taoist priest stood there foolishly.

Xue Ruyi jumped off the swing, stretched out her hand to hold a rope, and faced the Taoist priest, the female ghost smiled and said, "Wu Daochang, who pretends to be a ghost, or Chen Jianxian, who is not Jianxiu but admires Jianxiu, has been a neighbor for so long, I know No matter how timid you are, you are still a good person!"

"good taste!"

The Taoist priest gave a thumbs up, "To be honest, when Pindao was young, he walked around the world and had a pseudonym called Chen Haoren! He has earned a great reputation in a foreign land."

Xue Ruyi said with a serious look: "The good things have been said, you should move out of the house tomorrow, not to chase people, but to advise you to stay away from right and wrong, you can't commit one, not steal, or rob, just make money by your ability, but your pants are yellow. The fate of the mud."

The Taoist asked with a smile, "Miss Xue, listen to me, do you really want to burn the talisman and file a complaint?"

Xue Ruyi pretended to be relaxed and said, "Maybe you will regret it soon, and you can move back to the house the day after tomorrow."

Ganzhou Mountain, Xiyue Mountain in one state, Tong Wenchang, the king of the mountain.

Is that what Xue Ruyi dared to think?

In Xiyue, there are two mountains of the crown prince. In addition to the Luan Mountain, which is destined to be unreliable, there is actually a Luan Mountain. The mountain is too majestic and unreachable. The main peak is several times higher than Ganzhou Mountain.

Although I still don’t dare to think about it, but compared to Ganzhou Mountain, Luan Mountain is brave enough to give it a try.

As for the foreign Taoist priest in front of him, he seems to have a little understanding of the ability to hope in addition to earning money and drawing talismans. He even saw that the young man next door, Zhang Hou, was sheltered by the ancestors, and he was in a green sarong. people. Although she is a ghost in the sea-viewing realm, she has a vision of qi, involving numerology, and mysterious and mysterious. It is not something that ordinary qi practitioners can grasp. Dare to say that he is proficient in this matter, of course, a Taoist priest who can count can be counted as one?

The Taoist priest once asked her why she didn't become a mountain goddess who was enshrined in the imperial court, which was better than looking at people's faces on this side of the capital.

The young man next door has an ancestral copybook with a total of thirty-six characters. The judge Hong, who has a bright eye, said it is thirty-six lizhu. It hides a profound and pure guidance technique, which can be regarded as the foundation of Zhang Hou's way. However, her exegesis knowledge is really average, and that Master Hong and Sister Ji, after all, are officials in the dark and dark way, and it is not appropriate to reveal the secret to the young man in the world, so Xue Ruyi can only bite the bullet, search everywhere, and study hard by herself. While explaining Zhang Hou's confusion, this allowed the young man to step into the path of cultivation and become a Qi practitioner in the second realm.

Then the Taoist priest "pretends to be an expert outside the world, and he actually pretends to be there".

Because according to the Taoist priest's correct sentence reading method, and then paid to teach a cave door and fire method, Zhang Hou actually broke the realm, and is already a qi practitioner in the willow tendon realm!

At the beginning, the Taoist priest was reluctant, saying that he was a Taoist priest, how could he dare to mislead others.

When Xue Ruyi offered to buy those kinds of ghost painting talismans, the Taoist priest who lost money saw the wind and immediately turned his mouth, saying that he had already seen that Young Master Le Zhang was a Taoist wizard...

But even Judge Hong and Ji Xiaoping, who came here last time and said goodbye to Xue Ruyi, could not see the roots and origins of the middle-aged Taoist priest. Ji Xiaoping said that there are only two possibilities. The terrestrial immortal, or he is really just a lower five realm Qi practitioner who sets up a stall every day to earn some hard money.

Because of a young boy who sold spring cow pictures, Xue Ruyi once thought that the Taoist priest was a hard-hearted and sane person. She was almost kicked out of the house by her at that time. Later, seeing him was really pitiful. That kind of person greatly changed her impression of this Taoist priest.

Since he believes that he is a good person, it doesn't matter what his identity is, whether he is a true Taoist or a fake sword immortal, and he leaves the house early.

The Taoist asked with a smile, "Miss Xue, have you really figured out the consequences? If the officials protect each other, you won't be able to file a lawsuit, and instead you will be imprisoned in a certain mountain temple. How will your gambling contract and oath be resolved, and what will happen to the next-door Marquis Zhang?"

Xue Ruyi pursed her lips and nodded lightly.

The priest was silent.

Many grievances in the world often come from doing the right thing, but being isolated by everyone around you is actually not wrong. This is very good, and there is absolutely no need to doubt yourself.

But if you already know clearly what the consequences will be before you do something, it will be better. If you do the same thing again, if you don't do it, it's nothing, and you have to do it again, which is the best!

The Taoist opened his mouth and said with a smile: "I listened to Miss Xue's advice and moved out of the house tomorrow, so can Miss Xue also listen to my advice and put the complaint after the Qingming Festival this year?"

Xue Ruyi couldn't help laughing, "Why, you have to look at the almanac for the complaint. Is there an auspicious day? Come on, what old saying tells your old man?"

The Taoist priest's eyes were clear, he didn't speak, he just smiled and looked at her, or the swing beside her.

Xue Ruyi hesitated for a while.

The Taoist priest directly helped her make a decision, "It's settled."

Xue Ruyi let go of the rope in her hands, raised her hands, rubbed her cheeks vigorously, and pouted, "If I had known the unselfish and selfless mountain goddess of Luanshan long ago, hehe!"

After all, she is a lonely ghost, and if it was normal, she would not dare to approach the mountain god's mansion on the mountain of the prince, let alone handing over the complaint to Luan Mountain.

The Taoist priest said, "I don't even recognize a poor Taoist."

Then the Taoist priest added, "But the poor Taoist recognizes Master Tong Shan."

Xue Ruyi asked with a smile, "You know Mr. Tong Shan, does Mr. Tong Shan know you?"

The middle-aged Taoist was dumbfounded for a moment, and asked tentatively, "You know what the poor Taoist says, do you believe it?"

Xue Ruyi laughed so hard, she said, "What do you think?!"

The Taoist folded his hands and smiled and said, "Miss Xue, then we will meet again in the mountains and rivers. Will there be a future?"

Xue Ruyi nodded and remembered something, "By the way, when will the friend surnamed Zhong you mentioned help introduce him?"

The Taoist priest claimed to have several friends on the mountain, who were extremely powerful. Among them, there is a friend surnamed Zhong who will help to introduce.

The Taoist smiled and said, "It's easy to say. Just talk about my friends, and we can definitely become friends."

"Small tone!"

Xue Ruyi finally couldn't help but burst into laughter, and pointed her finger at the Taoist priest, "Why don't you say your name is Chen Ping'an, but Chen is a good person, haha..."

The Taoist priest was full of smiles, but his face pretended to be angry and said: "Presumptuous, even if you don't call Chen Shanzhu Chen Jianxian, you must not call Chen Gongzi!"

Looking at the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him, and thinking about the saying of Mr. Chen, and thinking of a widely circulated saying, it doesn't rhyme at all, is it a limerick.

The gentleman is handsome and handsome, with a green shirt and a white jade hairpin, the sword light is in the air, and the head is falling...

Looking back at the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him, crooked melons and cracked dates can't be counted, but it can barely count as Zhou Zheng, not to mention Chen Shanzhu Chen Jianxian, Taoist priest, ask yourself, do you have anything to do with "Qing Jun"?

She coughed a few times, then snorted, and turned her head to spit.

The middle-aged Taoist raised his tone and sighed, then turned around and left, "What style!"

——

Huaihuang County, outside the old school.

Jun Qian said: "Anyone who is not a sage can have faults, and knowing mistakes can make great improvements."

Ma Zhan smiled more and more bitterly, "Senior Brother Junqian, you don't know something. Back then, Big Brother didn't give me a chance to correct my mistakes."

It turned out that after Ma Zhan's death, Cui Yu, the senior brother of Da Li Guoshi, just gathered Ma Zhan's soul, and then let the latter watch all the time, unable to do anything.

"Besides, at that time, I didn't think I was wrong. I always thought that the Shanya Academy was too loose. Compared with Brother Qi's, there were no restrictions on anything. If the seeds of reading were allowed to go to other countries to study, at least 80% of the students were , just went away and never returned. Among the scholars who came back, 10% still couldn't get along outside. So I agree with the practice of the minister of the Ministry of Personnel. It is your freedom to choose to leave, then you will stay in Dali in the future. If you can become an official, you will not be so free.”

Jun Qian said: "I really don't comfort people."

What's more, he didn't understand the twists and turns of the year, the right and wrong, but simply felt that since the younger brother was willing to invite Ma Zhan to come here, it was equivalent to recognizing Ma Zhan's status as a senior brother in his own context.

The recognition of the younger brother is actually the same as the husband still admits that Ma Zhan is his student.

Otherwise, the relationship between Jun Qian and Ma Zhan, and even Mao Xiaodong was relatively normal.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Jun Qian had no choice but to find something to say, "I guess the senior brother deliberately dug a hole for you."

Ma Zhan shook his head and said, "The flies don't bite the eggs. They're also juniors, so the seniors wouldn't plan on Mao Xiaodong like that."

"Mao Xiaodong's ambition is only to teach and educate people, preach and teach, so that all good scholars can learn. He is obviously more like a Confucian scholar than me. I am too selfish, and I want to control Shanya Academy. Be the leader of the mountain, change your ways, so that the seeds of reading in the Dali Dynasty will not flow to outsiders. Don't even think about going outside to make a name for yourself, and then come back to be an official. When I become a gentleman of the Confucian Academy, I will mix up the affairs of Senior Brother Cui. He became a Confucian sage and entered the Confucian Temple as an accompanying sage!"

"At that time, I was thinking about our lineage of literary saints. The statue of Mr. was moved out of the Confucian Temple, all his works were listed as banned books by Haoran, and even the statues were smashed by bastards! Brother Cui is deviating from the classics, which is equal to the context. Completely draw the line, right and left, go to sea to visit immortals, turn to focus on kendo! Although you Liu Shiliu is a disciple of your husband, you have never been able to pick up the backbone of the context. What is the use of high realm? He Qi Jingchun He will only guard a cliff academy that is only a few steps away from the capital of Dali, and make a special trip to the Aquarius Island. Not only does he not help Senior Brother Cui, but he restrains Senior Brother Cui everywhere. Could it be that Qi Jingchun really doesn’t read Senior Brother Cui at all? Friendship, will only be in the nest?!"

Hearing this, Jun Qian was not angry, but felt a little guilty. After all, Ma Zhan complained about himself, and he couldn't pick out the fault. He was the most unreliable and useless for a few brothers and sisters.

As for the content of the scolding of Senior Brother Zuo and Junior Brother Qi, they are definitely irrelevant anyway. When Senior Brother Zuo heard it, he at most touched Ma Zhan's head and said "his own words" before he started.

Ma Zhan said with a sad face: "The result is a big mistake, it seems to have always been like this, knowing that he is slow to learn everything, Senior Brother Cui needless to say, the master always said that Senior Brother Cui can teach him knowledge soon, Qi Jingchun Extraordinary, he can draw inferences from one case to another. He only needs to read the books of so many sages and sages to be able to master them. Every time I asked him to teach him, no matter how uncommon books or unpopular knowledge, he seemed to have read them a long time ago. As for those who haven't read it, Qi Jingchun asked me to read the whole content to him. After listening to Qi Jingchun once, he was able to solve my doubts. He was always right because I held the same Question, many times I went to Mr. in private. The answer of Mr. Qi is slightly different from what Qi Jingchun said. When I asked Senior Brother Cui, the answer was similar. I thought it would be slower, but it would not be better than Qi Jingchun. Now, as long as I am in my studies, I will strive to make no mistakes. I am different from Mao Xiaodong. He is sincere to be Qi Jingchun's deputy and a teacher, but I am because Senior Brother Cui was the national teacher in the Dali Dynasty. just came here."

The Cui Minghuang of Guanhu Academy who had colluded with his Ma Zhan at the beginning was the Cui family's son of his brother Cui Yu's family.

But the more obvious it is, the more indifferent Ma Zhan is, he is indeed selfish, but no matter how selfish he admits, it is no more than the public heart who wants to revive Wensheng's lineage.

When everything came to the bottom and Ma Zhan felt ashamed, the senior brother was still the same senior brother. Instead of comforting Ma Zhan, his eyes were cold. As a gift to this former apprentice brother Ma Zhan, a classmate who clearly admires his apprentice brother Cui Yu the most in his heart.

Ma Zhan leaned against the school wall.

Tell Senior Brother Jun Qian those heart-punishing words from Senior Brother Cui.

"Ma Zhan, you could have been the head of the Piyun Mountain Forest and Deer Academy, and also served as the Minister of the Ministry of Officials. This is one of the retreats I arranged for you, but unfortunately you don't want it yourself, I can't beg you to accept it. That's why I said Ah, how stupid are you to think that a person's selfishness can be used for addition, subtraction, multiplication and division?"

"Actually, you have never understood that you are not smart, and you have never learned to read. Your husband always said that you were stupid in reading. You thought it was your husband who was denying you, but it was a good word. So you don't know, old scholar. In private, I often ask me to learn more from you, I remember one time, the old scholar was drinking too high, and he was very complacent, hey, we, the literary sages, are going to have a real mellow scholar who has accumulated a lot of knowledge and is a late bloomer!"

"In the end, it's like drying a book, putting the people of the dark side under the sun. It's ugly and horrible to watch."

"This is the end of the matter, even if the old scholar who is your husband can forgive you, can you really forgive yourself, Ma Zhan? A student who has not been able to correct his mistakes and make up for anything, how can he forgive himself? See you again. Your own husband?"

Before he knew it, Ma Zhan was already sitting on the ground with his back against the wall.

"The reason why I, Cui Yu, made an exception to say a few harsh words is because over the years, I occasionally think of that young man from a poor and small place, who traveled thousands of miles and came to study, in as many schools as the crucian carp crossing the river. Among the scholars, the clothes were poor, and there was only the last bit of entanglement left in his pocket. He didn't want to save himself some travel expenses to return to his hometown, but he couldn't control it, gritted his teeth, and bought an inexpensive book from the bookstore. , I should only give it to myself, who failed in my studies, as a reminder. I happened to be in the bookstore at the time, so I asked this young man, who has a very famous name, why he bought this book. The academic content in the book is the same, so why should you buy this so-called finely carved rare book? He said his name was Ma Zhan and his courtesy name was Huijun. The people in my hometown do something practical.”

Having said this, Ma Zhan looked blank and speechless, then raised his head and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Jun Qian, I originally came quietly this time, don't tell Chen Ping'an, let alone tell your husband about this. "

Jun Qian nodded.

Ma Zhan squeezed out a smile, "Senior Brother Junqian, I know that you can't hide your words, but you can't blunder."

Jun Qian smiled and said, "Promise."

If I had known that I would not come to see Ma Zhan, I should have given the younger brother a headache.

A person's grievances may come from the disapproval of outsiders, but the incomprehension of people close to them may make people more self-doubt and self-denial, and more sad.

Then go further, if a person who is most recognized and respected in his heart completely denies him, how sad he should be.

Ma Zhan is like that.

Just like what Ma Zhan said before, only Cui Yu, who had already betrayed his context, was called Senior Brother Cui.

Ma Zhan didn't know what to think, but a smile appeared on his face.

Cui Yu said at the time that he "occasionally remembered" someone and something.

And Ma Zhan to this day, even at this moment, even if he was so denied by Senior Brother Cui, Ma Zhan still remembers the chance encounter in the bookstore that year, and it is engraved in his heart.

In the bookstore full of the aroma of books and ink, the last young man in a scholarly shirt with a bookish look had a gentle expression. After patiently listening to Ma Zhan's words, he introduced himself with a smile.

Hello, my name is Cui Yu, and I am Wen Sheng's eldest disciple.

From now on, you will probably be a named disciple of our Wensheng lineage, because I agreed, and you have to nod your head, it's a passing scene.

But whether you can become our husband's disciple in the future, Ma Zhan, you have to rely on yourself. Of course, if you encounter any problems on the way to school, you don't have to bother your husband everywhere, you can ask me.

Ma Zhan exhaled and stood up with a smile.

Being able to become a student of Mr. Cui, senior brother Cui's junior brother, this life is enough, no regrets.

In fact, Cui Yu, who used to be the first disciple of Wensheng, was always polite, gentle and approachable in his dealings with people and things in those years.

There was that idiom in the book for a long time, as if waiting for Cui Yu's appearance.

Cute in winter.

At this moment, a blue shirt appeared beside Jun Qian out of thin air.

He asked with confusion on his face: "Ma Zhan, I'm very surprised. It's been so long, you still don't understand why Senior Brother Cui wants to talk to you more?"

After Ma Zhan recognized the identity of the other party, he immediately glared angrily at Senior Brother Jun Qian beside him.

Jun Qian said earnestly and played a rogue: "I just said the word guarantee, and I didn't say that I won't say it."

Ma Zhan was silent for a moment, "How do you say it? Dare to ask Chen Shanzhu, what's so strange about my brother Cui's words."

Since the other party called him by his first name, Ma Zhan also called the other party "Chen Shanzhu."

so much better.

Chen Ping'an said, "Of course what Brother Cui said is true, it leaves you a way out, and calls you stupid. Some people have a dark side, they can't bear to look directly at them, and they don't even dare to read books in the sun. Giving you a chance to correct your mistakes will make it difficult for you to forgive yourself. You feel sorry for yourself every day, and regret it. Your husband had high hopes for you, but you always look down on yourself. At the same time, you are jealous of Brother Qi in your heart. When you see a once beautiful self, that is a scholar who even he, Cui Yu, is willing to take apprentices on his behalf.”

Ma Zhan was silent, his eyes were dim, and his heart was ashes.

Jun Qian watched her heart and nose, and made up her mind not to get involved in this kind of infighting.

This is a good habit that he has figured out for a long time. At most, there is a fight between the brothers and sisters, and then go forward to persuade a fight. As for the quarrel before the fight, just watch the fun, and save it from the inside and outside. not human. Senior Brother Zuo beats Senior Brother Qi, or Junior Brother Qi chases Senior Brother Cui to fight, or Junior Brother Qi pulls Mr. Zuo to beat Senior Brother Zuo, Jun Qian will fight at the earliest, but the results are not particularly good every time. Well, let's count him, Jun Qian, who is not flattering on both sides. Well, I kindly persuaded me to fight, but it became a fan of the flames?

Seeing the other party didn't retaliate, otherwise Chen Ping'an would fight back.

You Ma Zhan have the face to come to this old school, but have no face to go to Luo Po Mountain?

The shelf is quite big, do you really think you are a senior brother?

After waiting for a while, Ma Zhan remained silent.

Chen Pingan then continued: "Senior Cui is worthy of his so-called harsh words because he thinks you can still be saved. Unfortunately, it turns out that you are still unable to save yourself."

Ma Zhan asked, "How?"

Chen Ping'an pretended to be surprised, snorted, and asked, "How to say, how to say it, do you want to ask, Shanzhu Chen, how to talk, how to talk?"

Ma Zhan was dumbfounded for a moment.

Jun Qian could only hold back her laughter.

Chen Ping'an shook his head, "It's also a matter of imparting the knowledge of the heart and mind outside the book. Your Ma Zhan's difficulty, at most, is to take the exam, but you still can't pass the exam. On my side, the questionnaire that my brother gave out in person is difficult. However, if you get the top 1 and 3 in the test, you will be considered barely qualified, and you will be considered a "good" character if you pass the test. "

After a short pause, Chen Ping'an smiled to himself: "Of course, I didn't pass the exam."

Ma Zhan nodded.

Chen Pingan restrained his smile and said sternly, "Brother Cui deliberately lured you to think about the word "forgiveness" everywhere, just to make you hit the wall with this word. You bit the hook once, but the second time still. Brother Cui said that you are stupid, but it is actually considered polite. If it was me, forget it. I am not old enough, and I am not thick-skinned. I didn't remove Ma Zhan. You have the face to call Senior Brother Junqian, but I'm embarrassed to call you Senior Brother Ma. "

Chen Ping'an was talking, but it didn't taste right.

Jun Qian hurriedly coughed a few times. In fact, she really wanted to remind her, but she held back.

Little Junior Brother, if you scold others, you will scold others, don't implicate yourself.

Brother Junqian, it's not easy for me to hold back and not do it, what else do you want?

If you continue to curse like this, be careful that Ma Zhan turns his face.

Damn, if I turn my face, I turn my face, I can't beat my senior brother Cui Yu, and I can't beat a Ma Zhan?

Then you continue to scold, brother, I have seen strong winds and waves. The two quarreled, either splashing each other, or arguing to the end, with their heads on their heads. Brother Jun Qian has seen them.

Chen Pingan said: "Ma Zhan, I ask you, why do you struggle to forgive yourself or to be forgiven by others? What Brother Cui wants is that you don't think about forgiving yourself in your life, even no matter what you do in the future. Whatever you do, how many good and correct things you have done that can make your conscience feel better, you must insist on not forgiving yourself who has made mistakes. Only such a Ma Zhan is truly worthy of him, Cui Yu and your horse. Mr. Zhan, please forgive me.”

Ma Zhan was sluggish and speechless, is that true? Is it just that simple? But it seems difficult, not easy?

Chen Ping'an said: "Our husband once said that when we speak, we know. If we keep silent, we also know."

"Then in my opinion, words and silences, speaking and not speaking, reasoning and doing, doing and not doing, must be consistent with each other. If you do it, you are a Confucian scholar. You don't need to give your identity or title from the Confucian Temple. He is already a gentleman, as small as an individual, a doorman, a family, as large as an academy, a county, a country, and the whole world.

"First of all, if you make a mistake, you can correct it if you can. If you make a mistake, you can correct it. If you make a mistake, you must admit it in your heart."

"Secondly, if there is no chance of correcting your mistakes, you are sure that the situation is settled. You must not deceive yourself and others. If you are wrong, you will lightly reveal it in your heart and things. Instead, try to make amends and never forgive yourself afterwards, and don't think about forgiveness. I will never turn the page on this one, I will always feel guilty about it and suffer.”

"Above the human heart, public and private needs to be clearly defined. Right and wrong are also not allowed to be added or subtracted. One mistake is one mistake. The so-called remedy is to prevent yourself from making the same mistake first. In addition, you need to be right two to three, or even ten to ten. A hundred."

"at last."

When Chen Pingan said this, he smiled and said, "What is it in the end, you want to go by yourself."

Jun Qian listened carefully, but in fact kept nodding.

Ma Zhan straightened his clothes with a solemn expression, first straightened his waist, and then bowed to Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, and just wanted to repay the salute, but Jun Qian reached out and grabbed her arm, shaking her head, indicating that there was no need to repay the salute, and for the same reason, you have to bear it.

Only then did Chen Pingan stand on the spot and received the solemn salute from the other party.

Jun Qian laughed heartily and said, "These truths are quite right."

Chen Ping'an let out a long sigh of relief, and also laughed heartily: "After all, he is a closed disciple of Mr., and besides, there are so many students in my life today."

That is, he went to three school Mengtong, and thanks to Xiaomi Mili, he didn't know about it for the time being.

No, Zhao Shuxia is okay, he knows his family style, but he forgot to remind Ning Ji, he doesn't know the ability of Xiaoli to inquire about news, so he has to go back quickly.

Pei Qian once leaked a secret. In fact, the millet grain has a secret book, which is actually a thin booklet.

There is not much content in the text, but it is all her experience of how to be a good ear to repay God, write a few words today, write an idiom or a sentence tomorrow, anyway, only write one page at a time, and it will add up to half a book. .

For example, on the first page of the book, it just says "Look more, listen more and talk less, remember!" He... There are thirty-six strategies in the military book, as long as you try to learn one strategy every day, after the thirty-six days, you will not be able to wow wow wow wow wow... (Note: you must write more wow wow, more motivating yourself)... Treat people with sincerity, don't tell lies Words, but they must be unreal and unpredictable, making people puzzled...

At the table at the entrance of Luopao Mountain, Xiaomi Mili listened to a few unintentional words from a newly admitted student, the master of the good man. She frowned her two small eyebrows and said angrily, "It's a big fire!"

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