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Chapter 1042: A flower blooms in spring(2/3)

The king of the Li Dynasty was still the son of Queen Mother Nanhao after all.

Since Chen Ping'an mentioned Wei Bo, Song He took the opportunity to talk about the canonization of the Five Mountains.

Chen Ping'an didn't go into details. Instead, Yu Yu laughed and joked, "You only need to see Wei Shanjun's true face once, and you will understand why all the men on the mountain like to look at the mirror."

Pei Tong just pretended that he didn't understand the Yu girl's joke. After all, the Queen was in the house. Chu Liang didn't have that much trouble, so he grinned on the spot. From the corner of his eye, he saw Pei Jishi sitting there, looking at his nose and heart.

Chu Liang looked a little frightened, fearing that he would "disrespect before the emperor", but when the Yunzhou general quickly turned his eyes away a little, and saw the young hidden official, and our emperor were all laughing, Chu Liang was very happy.

Fang Fang became silly and happy, they are all big men, Lord Governor, why are you pretending to be a gentleman here? Swordsmen and penmen, no matter how big the official hat is on their heads, they are not as sharp as those who actually use swords on horseback.

Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji were busy washing dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen.

The young man lowered his voice and asked cautiously: "Senior Brother Zhao, those people?"

Zhao Shuxia smiled calmly and said: "You guessed it right, they are His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress. As for the two officials beside them, they are probably Governor Pei and General Chu from Yunzhou."

The young man smiled and said: "Senior Brother Zhao, does this count as what the book says about talking and laughing with great scholars, but not with white people in dealings?"

Zhao laughed dumbly under the tree.

Ning Ji immediately changed his words and said: "No, sir, since he lives in the mountains and has distant relatives, he also said, 'My mind is already idle, and the Qingchuan River is like this.'"

Zhao Shuxia couldn't help but joked: "Ning Ji, you are very good at applying what you learn now. My junior brother must think that you are a talent that can be made. I guess he will inevitably teach you some Luo Luo Shan's secret skills in the future."

Ningji stretched out his palms, which were covered with sweat.

Zhao Shuxia smiled and said: "I have already met Master Lu, so you don't need to be so nervous."

Ning Ji thought about it for a while and felt that Zhao Shuxia's statement was indeed reasonable.

Ning Ji curiously asked: "Senior Brother Cui is obviously your first student, why do you call him Junior Brother and Senior Sister Pei as Senior Sister?"

Zhao Shuxia shook his head and said: "I'm not sure. It seems that when the younger brother first met the master, he was not willing to be a senior brother. He insisted that Senior Sister Pei call him younger senior brother, and he called him Senior Sister Pei. Everyone has their own way.

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The spring breeze fills the mountains and cannot be contained, the sun sets and the moon rises, birds fly on the eaves, clouds come out of the windows, the wind blows and makes the sound of pines for you.

In the courtyard of the old cook in the desolate mountain, Xie Gou was sitting on the steps, watching Xiaomo weaving bamboo dustpans with Mr. Zhu. She felt that Xiaomo, who was focused on doing things, looked very good. She swallowed her saliva and tried to hold back.

Feeling the urge of a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the mink hat on his head. He was in high spirits and said without any reason, "Xiao Mo, last time I left Luo Luo Mountain without authorization, you didn't worry about me and let me do things alone. I

Very happy!”

Xiao Mo hesitated for a moment, then said sincerely: "Young Master asked me not to follow you at that time."

Zhu Lian lowered his head and rolled his eyes.

It's hard to teach an ignorant person. You, Xiao Mo, are on the same level as men and women. If you have one ten thousandth of your own swordsmanship, you won't be stupid enough to tell the truth.

Xie Gou seemed to be still in high spirits, crossed his arms across his chest, raised his head high, and said loudly: "I don't care about this, as long as you don't follow me, I will be happy!"

Xiao Mo said: "Young Master advised me this way, and I think it makes sense."

It's all true.

Xie Gou sniffed and said in a soft voice: "Xiao Mo Xiao Mo, if you say that, I will be even happier!"

Zhu Lian shook his head and continued to skillfully weave the bamboo dustpan.

Even though these two men and women are older than the other, over 10,000 years old, in fact, they are just two chicks in the flower of love between men and women.

One of them has to raise his voice to cover up his frustration. He says he doesn't care about it, but he doesn't care about it in his heart. The other one can't hear it at all, so he is a fool.

It's a good match, actually quite right.

Xie Gou had sharp eyes and asked doubtfully: "Mr. Zhu, do you have any different opinions? Let's talk about it."

Zhu Lian laughed and said, "No objection, I just think it's disgusting that you guys are so close to each other in my yard."

Xiaomo Nanyan.

Xie Gou laughed loudly and shook her shoulders. She was not ashamed but proud of the old cook's comment, "Hey, I'm going to kill you."

Zhu Lian didn't care about the girl in the mink hat. He just reminded Xiao Mo, "Xiao Mo, you just look young. You are already a lot older. Take it easy and don't let the old house catch fire."

Xiaomo became more and more embarrassed. What was this?

Thanks to the dog's fist, Mr. Zhu's words are very knowledgeable. At first glance, it sounds unpleasant, but in fact, every word of the sentence falls on my heart!

Our Luoluoshan is a great place. The longer I stay there, the more comfortable I feel. Every day is very comfortable. Sure enough, the whole family doesn't come in and even chases people away!

Xie Gou asked: "Mr. Zhu, do you think I have a chance of winning in a swordfight with that Chen Zhuoliu?"

Zhu Lian smiled and asked, "Do you want to fight hard?"

Xie Gou grinned and said: "The visitor is a guest. He is doing whatever he can to get acquainted with each other."

Zhu Lian said: "There is no chance of winning."

Xie Gou asked: "What about desperate efforts?"

Zhu Lian said: "There is no chance of winning."

Xie Gou’s eyes were full of resentment and he said, “What nonsense are you talking about.”

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "You started talking nonsense."

Xie Gou was not angry at all, and nodded to himself: "It seems that I need to practice my sword well."

First there was Lu Yan, whose Taoist name was Chunyang, then there was the scholar Li Xisheng, and now there is Chen Zhuoliu, who has made similar Buddhist aspirations to attain Taoism.

Well, we have all the masters of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

Xiao Mo asked: "Mr. Zhu, will the young master serve as the new national advisor of Da Li?"

The movement in Yanzhou Prefecture, Yunzhou, cannot be hidden from Xiaomo in Luoluo Mountain.

Zhu Lian stopped his movements and thought for a moment, "I can do it."

Xiao Mo wondered: "Why."

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Young Master always likes to embarrass himself."

Xie Gou complained endlessly, what kind of answer is this.

Gao Jun walked here alone. After hesitating for a while, he walked into the courtyard. He was familiar with the house and the way, so he picked a bamboo chair and sat not far from Zhu Lian.

Zhu Lian smiled and nodded to her, continuing the previous topic, "If you want to be a good person, don't you need to make things difficult for yourself all the time?"

Xiao Mo nodded and said: "Be suspicious when you hear people are good, and believe them when you hear people are evil. This is full of murderous intentions. When the murderous intention comes together, good thoughts will recede. That's why it is so good and difficult to practice good deeds and refrain from doing evil. "

Zhu Lian nodded and said: "It's easier to know than to do. The difficulty is that if you want to truly achieve a certain principle, you need to erect too many other principles beside it, and tear down many of the original principles. One after another, it becomes even more difficult."

Xie Gou quickly praised: "Xiao Mo Xiao Mo, you are worthy of being someone who has listened to the Buddha's teachings with your own ears!"

Xiao Mo said helplessly: "It was just a passing thing, but it never fell into my heart. Looking back now, it's really a pity."

Gao Jun's eyelids trembled when he heard this.

Talking about the girl in the mink hat is most likely nonsense.

But that "Mr. Xiao Mo" who made a great impression on everyone was never the kind of serious scholar who liked to talk big.

Then Zhu Lian asked a strange question, "Xiao Mo, Miss Xie, and Master Gao, do you like to study arithmetic?"

Xiao Mo said: "I can't say I like him. I've been with the young master, I've been influenced by my ears and my eyes, I've had a rough understanding of him, and I'm still a layman."

It was rare for Xie Gou to remain silent, because she was the least interested in arithmetic among the three religions and hundreds of schools of thought.

In fact, the qi practitioners in the mountains, more or less, almost cannot avoid arithmetic and arithmetic.

However, Xie Gou may be one of the few exceptions. As for swordsmanship, you can just practice swordsmanship with your eyes closed, and there is no need to flip through a book.

Gao Jun said: "There are similar courses within the sect, but I usually only study arithmetic and hexagrams occasionally."

Zhu Lian said calmly: "Perhaps all transfers of freedom are pursuing the greatest common denominator."

Xiao Mo is thoughtful...

Xie Gou glanced at Xiao Mo, and she pretended to be thoughtful.

Gao Jun couldn't help but ask a question that had been in her heart for a long time. This question had been something she wanted to get since the first day she left Lotus Root Blessed Land, climbed Luopo Mountain, and learned that the old cook's name was "Zhu Lian"

The definite answer.

"Zhu Lian, are you really Zhu Lian?"

Xie Gou couldn't help laughing, could he ask such a silly question?

Zhu Lian asked, "Why does Master Gao ask this?"

Gao Jun's pretty face turned red and he hesitated to speak.

It turns out that there is a portrait of someone hidden in the secret vault of the Hushan Sect in Songlai State, and there are more than one portrait. They were all painted by senior women of the Hushan Sect, and they were all recognized beauties of the Hushan Sect.

Your noble son, Zhu Lian, is the most relegated immortal. He is the most talented in the world, and his style is unparalleled. No one can match him.

In addition, this "Martial Madman" was the number one person in the world before the Demon Sect Ding Ying, and his history was not too long, so Zhu Lian was often talked about in the Hushan Sect.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "If there are no accidents, I should be the Zhu Lian that Master Gao said."
To be continued...
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