The five sacred kings of Zhouzhou, the Duke of Jiangdu, the Wenwu Temple of Chenghuang Temple in the capital, etc., each have their own "processes".

As for the old seal of the Imperial Master Cui Chan, it has been placed on that table all these years.

Chen Ping'an, who is both Cui Han's junior brother and the new national preceptor, if he doesn't mention it, who dares to say anything?

Song He was actually quite curious.

The great gentleman, the first disciple of the Holy Master, personally recommended Chen Ping'an to become a gentleman of the academy, but he was rejected by the Chinese Confucian Temple.

Rumors, just rumors, Mao Siye of Liji Academy said that Chen Ping'an had no experience of lecturing in the academy, nor any writings handed down to the world, nor did he personally kill demons on the battlefield of Aquarius Island as the master of Luoluo Mountain.

, in this case, the Confucian Temple gives a title of gentleman? Let alone a gentleman, it is not worthy of the status of a sage, it is not polite.

At that time, a certain old man who was in charge of the Confucian Temple and was in charge of the overall situation, just stroked his beard and nodded, which made sense.

Then the old scholar suddenly let out a sigh and said that in the Chunshan Academy of the Great Li Dynasty, Shanzhu Chen seemed to be giving temporary lectures, specializing in teaching military offensive and defensive methods. The Songxue Lecture Hall in Mianzhou of the Great Li Dynasty was directly set up and under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War.

, it seems that they also intend to invite Chen Ping'an to serve as deputy lecturer and chief of the restaurant.

I never thought that Mao Xiaodong would just say, wait until he officially starts classes at Chunshan Academy and is not a temporary lecturer, and then becomes the master of Songxue Lecture Hall.

The old scholar twisted his beard and pondered for a moment, and only said, "Okay, let's discuss it later."

Two young girls in mink hats with bright red cheeks, who serve as temporary soldiers and retainers of their mountain master, stood aside in the corridor outside the royal study.

Opposite her, a eunuch wearing a scarlet python suit, a eunuch with a white head and face, folded his hands on his abdomen, looked straight away, and breathed long.

He stood at the door with his back against the wall. The distance between the python suit and the wall was exactly one foot over the years.

The "girl" kept looking at him. After all, the palm print eunuch was not blind, so she just stared at him blankly.

As the most powerful eunuch of the Great Li, he knew more inside information.

The most memorable thing about her is not only the series of Taoist names she has, but also the specialness of her Taoist temple.

The fact that she is a demon clan swordsman with a barbarian background is the smallest thing that can be ignored.

Xie Gou asked in his heart: "I came here last time and had a meeting, remember?"

As the eunuch of the Great Li Palm, the old man was inevitably a little embarrassed. After all, there was only a wall between them. His Majesty was discussing state affairs with the national preceptor and a large group of ministers and ministers from the temple.

However, it was indeed inappropriate to pretend to be deaf and mute. The eunuch of the palm print had no choice but to gather his voice and whisper in a secret voice, "Thank you, Mr. Xi, our family's responsibilities are ours, and it is inconvenient to speak here. To be honest, even these two sentences are necessary."

Recorded and filed verbatim.”

Xie Gou asked: "Is it the rule established by Cui Guoshi?"

The palm print eunuch nodded slightly.

Xie Gou said: "Then what I said must be recorded in the book?"

The palm print eunuch nodded.

Xie Gou's eyes lit up and he continued to speak from his heart, "Old sir, just listen, I'll say more!"

Ever since he knew that he was an expert at writing landscape travel notes, Xie Cixi had become particularly motivated.

The eunuch who was called "Old Sir" was obviously stunned for a moment. Although the old man did not speak, he still smiled and shook his head.

The girl in the mink hat asked many questions at once, "Old sir, is it difficult for us to engrave a book on a big Li edition? Of course it is not the so-called court edition. I know how much I have, and I will never have such extravagant expectations.

, I just want to ask whether there are any matters that are expressly prohibited by the imperial court when engraving books in private bookshops and booksellers sell books. Are the local officials strict in their management? Is it necessary to secretly give money to the officials in charge to maintain relationships? "

The palm print eunuch was speechless for a moment. What is this?

The Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator in front of me, who serves as a secondary worshiper in Luolu Mountain, is she really too busy to make a joke out of our boredom?

Xie Gou was a little anxious and said: "There are many rules in the palace. No matter how much you follow the rules, you don't have to speak. You can also use your eyes to indicate yes or no."

The old man laughed dumbly.

Xie Gou took out a booklet from his sleeve and walked to the old man's side. "The old man won't speak, so help me read it. After reading it, you will know that I am not joking. I can really write a serious travelogue."

Scholar, take a look?"

The girl in the mink hat actually held the book in both hands and spread out the pages.

The palm eunuch was helpless and thought this matter was absurd. Will our family still have such a day?

But the old man still lowered his head and looked at the opening chapter of the travelogue. He wanted to see what kind of medicine this big monster who had somehow come to Luolu Mountain from the wilderness was selling in his gourd.

"On the second day of the Lunar New Year, I checked the calendar last night and it was time to go out. It was late in spring. Fortunately, the sky cleared up. I went down the mountain with my best friend, holding a bamboo hat and a bamboo hat, stepping on straw sandals, asking questions with a strong heart, misty clouds and water, and walking freely. I walked slowly for twenty miles,

Crossing the boundary of Qingping Mansion, you can see

Seeing the collapse of the boundary monument on the roadside, I stopped to copy the inscription. It is really difficult to stabilize the road. The mountains and rivers of the continent are sinking. In the past twenty years, floods, droughts, locust plagues, and wars in various countries have continued one after another. The lives of the people at the foot of the mountain are like grass and grass. In the mountains,

It’s hard to say peace.”

"More than twenty years have passed by in an instant like stone, fire, and lightning. How dare we not cherish the Tao and accumulate Tao power."

"The people's livelihood in Fuzhong City is poor, the streets are deserted, and the people walking on the streets are full of interesting people. Ten miles out of the city, we rest at a small post. For thirty miles, we walk along the lakeshore, surrounded by willows, walk in the shade, cross the boundary ridge, and climb the mountain along the Shinto

, the Taoist temple in the mountains is in ruins, go inside and borrow the stove to make a fire and eat.

After climbing to the top and looking out, I saw the vast lake and the vast ocean. Qingping Mansion was right in front of my eyes. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged and disappeared. I thought back to those days when traveling was very difficult. We often couldn’t see human fireworks. We saw jackals, tigers, leopards, and strange birds and animals. It was terrifying.

Mountain spirits, water monsters, etc. have become a common occurrence..."

After patiently reading a page of travel notes, the old man was suddenly enlightened and thought to himself that the young Imperial Master is really talented in literature and deserves to be said to have both literary and quality skills. He is worthy of being Cui Guoshi's younger brother.

Xie Gou freed up a hand, rubbed his mink hat, grinned to himself and said: "This is the third edition carefully crafted word for word. My mountain master only made slight modifications and not much polish."

The old man smiled and said nothing, and the girl in the mink hat looked expectantly, "Old sir, how is your literary talent? Is it simplicity but skill?"

The old man didn't say anything, but tilted his head slightly. Xie Gou asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

The old man could only whisper a reminder, "Turn the page."

Xie Gou felt reassured and immediately turned the pages of the book.

"On the early morning of the third day of the lunar month, I hiked down the mountain for more than a hundred miles. I stopped at Yangjiapu and took a short rest. I bought dry food with the local people and spent eight cents of my money. When I crossed the Xianqiao Bridge, it rained heavily and the road was muddy. After walking for fifteen miles,

When we arrived at Dumb Beach, the rain stopped and the sky cleared up. We took a boat for a night trip, and the passengers in the boat liked to talk about ghosts and ghosts..."

The old man endured it again and again, making an exception and saying: "Thank you, Miss, the sentence 'stop and copy the inscription' on the first page of the travel journal, was it added without authorization by the Imperial Master?"

Xie Gou was stunned on the spot, feeling guilty and admiring at the same time: "The old gentleman has profound skills, you can see it at a glance?! Alas, our mountain master is superfluous!"

The old man smiled and did not expose it or explain anything. It is an elegant thing for a scholar to rub monuments. The question is, why are you imitating road boundary monuments?

After that, the old man tilted his head and the girl in the mink hat turned the pages of the book. The old man occasionally commented a few words and read about half of the travel booklet.

Xie Gou suddenly closed the book, threw back his sleeves, squatted against the wall, rubbed his mink hat, and said gloomily, "I finally figured it out. Old sir, you are also a coward who sees things through but doesn't tell them. You are very thief, and you keep laughing at me secretly."

, right?”

The old man hesitated for a moment, then squatted down, shook his head and said with a smile: "There is really no joke, thank you girl."

Xie Gou chuckled and said: "Old sir, because he knows my realm well and is afraid that I will hold a grudge, he will draw a sword to kill you?"

The old man said: "Because Miss Xie misunderstood that I am a scholar, she was the first to call me Mr."

Xie Gou chuckled, "You are indeed a scholar. You should care about such trivial matters and take them to heart."

The eunuch who was in charge of etiquette and held the seal quickly stood up.

What is "turning the page" today is not just the Landscape Travel Notes, but our Great Li Dynasty and the entire Aquarius Continent.

Inside the room, Chen Pingan asked: "After Mr. Guan passed away, the position of Minister of the Ministry of Personnel has been vacant. Is there any candidate in the court?"

This problem is really too big. Either His Majesty the Emperor himself said it, or two ministers from the Ministry of Personnel were responsible for reporting the general situation.

Chen Pingan held up the teacup with both hands and suddenly changed the topic and asked: "The situation of vassalage under Qiu State in Hanzhou has been delayed for so long. What have you guys figured out? Tell me, I have learned a lot.

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The dozing old minister raised his head, but said nothing. Wu Wangcheng, the minister, wanted to speak, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the old minister gently shaking his head.

The Imperial Preceptor asked questions, but the Ministry of War did not speak. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn, and it was so silent that you could hear a needle drop.

The one-character country of Aquarius Island, without mentioning the "national surname", you can sing and I will appear on the stage. I may sit on the dragon's throne today and be imprisoned tomorrow. To the south of Dadu, in the north, there are many kingdoms under the Dali vassal that can be counted on one hand.

. What Chen Ping'an and Wei Bo were talking about earlier was the Qiu State that the Queen Mother no longer listened to behind the curtain and had just been handed over to the new monarch to rule personally.

Han E, the young prince of the Qiu Kingdom, was fourteen years old and was the monarch's younger brother. Along with him came to the capital of the suzerain country Dali to "send death", and Liu Wenjin, the Minister of Rites, was said to like to stay up late at night and read frontier fortress poems.

A touch of swordsmanship.

Emperor Song He was the first to break the silence and said: "This matter is not my fault, it is my intention. I want to wait until the Imperial Master appears in public, and this matter will be finalized together with the selection of the Minister of Civil Affairs."

Chen Ping'an didn't even look at Emperor Song He, and gently put down the tea cup. He just stared at the important civil and military officials in the room with sharp eyebrows.

He slowly said: "Give up the troops. The Ministry of Punishment will immediately hand over a detailed list of people who belong to the territory of Qiu State, ranging from the Queen Mother, the monarch, the ministers of the temple, the chief general of the border army, to the so-called literary celebrities, Jianghu heroes, and

Within the Xianjia sect on the mountain, as long as they are determined to fight, I will record them in my book. There is no limit to the number of people."

"If there is no preparation in advance? It's easy to handle. Then I will sit here and wait today until the wine bags and rice bags from your two yamen are ready."
Chapter completed!