After three rounds of wine, my face was hot. The young boy in Qingyi and the old god Jing sat at the table of the Dragon Kiln Master and the kiln worker, which was to help the guests. Chen Lingjun was already very familiar with the "elders" and started shouting and playing tricks. He used the local dialect of the town with gestures, and the hall was full of red. Originally, the guests were extremely restrained. After being fussed by the young boy in Qingyi, Liu Xianyang and the others came to toast, they all said they would drink openly, so they completely let go.

Before, Jing Hao saw that Chen Ping'an had not even sat on the main table, so he realized the tact and did not go to the two leaders of the Confucian Temple and Jiang Taigong of the Wu Temple. Moreover, he and the Middle-earth Confucian Temple did not need to be attentive in this way. When it reached Jing Hao's Taoist age and realm, it would be wrong to talk about everything.

The old chef took off his apron sleeves and was dragged to the table by Zhong Qian from the kitchen. Zhu Lian couldn't resist the leader of the midnight snack line, so he patted his sleeves and asked with a smile: "Is it okay to be salty?"

Zhong Qian held a toothpick in her mouth, "In the future, when we return to Luopo Mountain, we must have this level of late-night snacks."

Zhu Lian raised his foot and Zhong Qian sighed, "I don't know why, I think about it when I get off the mountain. It's not like this on the other side of the lotus root blessed land."

Zhu Lian did not kick him and said with a smile: "It's not good, either, heroic nature, always return to his roots. How glorious you are outside? When you arrive in your hometown, you will be a country bumpkin, with a backpack, either a poem or a story."

Zhong Qian nodded, probably reading some books on the mountain of Luotuo, and now his words are more particular. "To be honest, the beauty's eyebrows, gentle local songs, the taste of local dishes, and the homesickness are all in her stomach. It is also the old chef's craftsmanship that can attract people's hearts best."

Zhu Lian kicked it straight away, "Then you gave me the sixteen books you stole from the backpack. Let's give me a sour article here, click on you, pretending not to understand human words, right?"

Gu Can had already vomited, and was vomiting on the railing, in a mess. Gu Lingzhen followed, patted his back gently, complaining that he had drunk too quickly, and took a little leisurely. Gu Can asked her to go back first, but Gu Lingzhen gave him a blank look, but he went. He heard Gu Can retching again, raised one of his arms and said to help me get a bowl of clean water. She was both angry and funny, and looked back and smiled charmingly.

Ning Yao, who had a little bit of makeup, drank a little drunk, but Chen Ping'an's eyes became brighter and brighter. He had a good alcohol tolerance and had the invincible spirit of sweeping away the troops.

Liu Xianyang and Sheyue were too good at blocking wine, and their ability to toast with others was perfect. They were a little unsatisfied. So while Sheyue went to the wedding room to change makeup and rest, Nuanshu hurried to the kitchen and brought a red paint carrying box that had been prepared long ago. It contained some wine and food. Each layer had a layer of flavor, ham, duck gizzard, belly slices, and seafood fillets as thin as cicada wings, supplemented by a few plates of simple dipping sauce, including fermented tofu, hot sauce, etc. It seemed that before the chopsticks, my eyes were full.

While eating, we counted the "share money", red envelopes and various gifts, and placed a table and piled up into a hill. The moon in the chest has always been a good deal of money, and there is never a shortage of treasures on the road of cultivation, but who would not like a full harvest?

The dressing mirror refined from the stone cliff on the back of the green cow is considered a gift from Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao. Xie Gou and Xiao Mo certainly have their own money. It is a ruin of an ancient Guanghan Hall in the bright moon and bright color. It was taken back to Luopo Mountain by Xiao Mo. Of course, he did not forget to let fellow Daoist Bixiao use the magical power of collecting the universe into mustard seeds. From this, it can be seen that Xiao Mo and fellow Daoist Bixiao are really not polite.

Liu Xianyang suddenly slapped the table, "Stop making a bridal chamber today, go to your own business. Chen Ping'an has no morning court. If you drink a little, hurry up to go to the Beijing National Master Mansion. Gu Can and Lingzheng can also go back to Fuyaozhou. Xiaomili continues to travel. When you arrive in Nanposa, you will report Liu Wushou's name..."

Gu Can smiled and said, "Everyone is busy with their own things? Then what are you busy with?"

Xie Yue glared at her shamelessly and said, "Little Slug, why are you a hooligan?"

Fortunately, Huailu came, otherwise the makeup on Xie Yue's face would be like opening a rouge shop. It seems that it is always appropriate to wear heavy makeup. At this moment, Xie Gou said that he wanted to help with makeup, and said that he saw a high bun of a certain dynasty in the book, and then he paired it with a few golden strolls that were icing on the cake. She Yue wiped the corners of her mouth, and now she was also allowed to practice with a girl with a sable hat.

Gu Can glanced at Chen Ping'an, aren't you the most motivated to make a bridal chamber?

Unexpectedly, Chen Ping'an nodded with a stern face, "I also advised Gu Can, but he didn't listen and insisted on making trouble."

Gu Lingzhen said oh, and raised his slender jade fingers covered with bright red nail polish, and said a few words to his son.

Xiaomi Li leaned against the back of the chair, was overwhelmed, shook her feet and burped, and it was not easy to say anything fair to the good mountain master for the time being.

Li Shenyuan knocked on the door timidly, Gu Lingzhen got up and opened the door. The young man said in a young voice: "Master Chen, Master Chen, Master said that Master Dong and the others went to the mountain pavilion to enjoy the scenery. Please help me entertain you."

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "You can help lead a way too."

Li Shenyuan agreed with a tough bullet.

Youshan Pavilion is located among the deep forests and lush trees. It has a wide view and can see the winding lines of the rivers from afar.

It’s okay for Mr. Jiang from the Wu Temple to say that Mr. Dong and Mr. Han from the Confucian Temple must have not drunk like this for a long time.

The scent of orchids blows in the face. Looking at the world with drunken eyes, the mountains and rivers are replenished, and I am not satisfied for my whole life.

If you have good eyesight, you can see famous prostitutes and singing girls riding in oil-walled cars, or beautiful ladies and beautiful women from officials and relatives, dressed up and traveling along the water, and their graceful figures are like falling in the mirror.

"Spring is covered with autumn and freezing, winter is gone and spring is coming, and it is another year."

Chen Chunhua sighed: "I am pessimistic and I have already prepared myself. If I succeed in my life, the demon clan will definitely become a big deal. So I have been writing a history book for Confucianism for the past twenty years so that people in the next hundred and thousands of years can vaguely see the history of the past. Even if only a few people see it, even if they just open a few pages, this scribbled history book is meaningful."

Master Han smiled and said, "I just didn't think that the last sentence of the last old history book is the first sentence of the new history book in the new world."

Chen Chunhua smiled happily and said, "Even if it is a scrap manuscript, it will never be written in vain. To be honest, if you look back at this book, there are fewer right and more wrong ones. Fortunately, you have not published it, otherwise it would be a disaster."

Chen Ping'an came to the mountain pavilion, bowed, and said with a smile: "Personal opinion, the significance of 'pre-flow' knowledge is of course of great significance for later generations, but the academic path that has been clearly proven as wrong by history is also very meaningful. Why is it just a scrapped manuscript? I want to copy one by hand."

Master Dong nodded and praised: "That's right."

The old man, known as the main worship of the Wu Temple of Jiang Taigong, did not go around the corner and asked: "Mr. Chen, how can Jiang She think of the Wu Temple today?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Jiang She has decided to ignore military affairs anymore. Before going down the mountain, he said something in his heart, saying that he just thought it was a dream of peace forever."

Jiang Taigong sighed and said, "It seems that I still underestimated Jiang She's mind and spirit. As expected, no matter how high Jiang She is, it is not an exaggeration."

Master Dong asked, “Where is Bai Ze?”

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and said, "It's almost certain that Bai Ze will be the first cultivator to enter the fifteenth level."

Master Dong asked, "Zheng Juzhong did it intentionally?"

Chen Ping'an nodded.

A young man named Li Shenyuan stood outside the pavilion, staring at the "historical" characters in the book on the "portraits" in the pavilion.

On the way, Master Chen asked him if he dared to walk into the mountain pavilion together and chatted face to face. The boy's face turned red in an instant, and he shook his head hard and said he didn't dare, but he really didn't dare.

Master Dong and his friends continued to return to the banquet, and the boy followed him and talked about some academic research. The generations and ages may be very different, but the knowledge in and outside the books is the same.

Chen Ping'an stayed in the mountain pavilion, and Yueding also stepped out to hide here. It was the leader of the boy in green with the Taoist name Jingqing. He brought half a table of people to toast in circles. Yueding was a man in the officialdom of the mountains and rivers, and was afraid that he would lose his composure after being drunk. Just as Chen Shanzhu also took a break in the pavilion, the two sides talked about the follow-up details of the alliance between Zhenwu Mountain and Luopo Mountain.

If you continue to drink it, Chen Ping'an will definitely be able to eat the last plate of hot dishes. However, Liu Xianyang said that he couldn't just drink Master Dong and others.

Chen Ping'an was drowsy and lay alone on the bench, intending to sniff for a while. When he woke up, he found himself on Ning Yao's lap. Ning Yao gently rubbed his brows. Chen Ping'an asked when it was time. Ning Yao said that it was almost the first time in Shen Shichu. Chen Ping'an sat up, stretched his waist, lowered his voice and said, "You look better than the bride."

Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen went back to Miyaodao, saying that someone from Yugui Sect soon came to Zhenjing Sect to reconcile. Xiao Mo continued to retreat in the snail shell dojo, and Xie Gou also went to Fuyaolu, both to protect the Tao and to observe the Tao. Xiaomi Li and the others also began to officially go out for a long trip, but Zhong Qian needed to carry a child in green on her back, and the latter was talking drunk and was still yelling at the same time that the two brothers were OK.

Zhu Lian and Lao Xian Jia still have to stay in the mountains.

Lovers will eventually get married, and they will live long and live long. They will learn calligraphy, swords and Taoism, make money, fame and merits, and believe that all flowers in the world will bloom.

Chen Ping'an first sent Ning Yao to Baopingzhou Tianmu and watched her return to Wucai Tianxia. Then he took a few student disciples to the National Master's Mansion.

Cao Qinglang still discussed knowledge with Lin Shouyi, and Guo Zhujiu and Pei Qian continued to visit the temple fair in the capital.

Chen Ping'an sat at the desk, rubbed his eyebrows, asked Rong Yu to help bring a cup of hot tea, and then called Xun Qu, the new secretary-general, to inquire about the progress of cooperating with Baihua Blessings to create the tragedy of Baihua.

Cao Gengxin came to the National Master's Mansion to complain, holding a large stack of letters in his hand, saying that he had been pleading with him for the past two days and was very worried. Mr. Cao sat on the chair, shaking the purple wine gourd, licking his face and asking if there was any wine in the National Master's Mansion? Rong Yu had to bring a jar of Changchun wine. Cao Gengxin took off the mud seal and poured it into the gourd.

Chen Ping'an said: "The Minister of Personnel in the accompanying capital has resigned. Why don't you go to Luojing to hide? This kind of quarrel is not a problem. Didn't Zhou Haijing and Gaiyan want to establish a second Immortal Inn? They can serve as your secret entourage. If it is not enough, I can send you an open guard."

Cao Gengxin asked, "What should Wei Liang do? He has been the left minister of the Ministry of Personnel for many years."

Chen Ping'an said: "He, Wei Li, the Ministry of Rites and Liu Xunmei, the Ministry of War, are almost twenty people, and will be transferred from the accomplices to the capital in the near future."

Cao Gengxin thought for a while, "Then do it like this. Even if the rank is the same, it is more glorious to be called the Lord Shangshu than to be called the Minister of the Secretariat. By the way, the national teacher, who is the so-called open-faced guard? Can you fight?"

The officialdom of Dali accompanied the capital is not an exaggeration. The key is that in Luojing, there are only a few officials from the local Dali family.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Make it. A demon clan warrior who just caught out of prison is named Zhaoluan. He is a bottleneck in the far-distance realm. He may not have reached Luojing yet. He is the top of the mountain. He is not very useful in the National Master's Mansion and is wasted. But you have to be careful. Zhaoluan has a good mind and is not easy to fool."

Cao Gengxin said, "Will this guy lose his heart and go crazy and kill someone?"

Chen Ping'an said: "It's not clear, so let you consider whether you can take it to Luojing. It's up to you to take it."

Cao Gengxin hesitated and made up his mind, "Let's take it with me, and take one or two evil slaves to the streets, idle and tease the good family, has always been my dream of dandy life. When I arrived in Luojing, I left the official office to visit privately, and had a dispute with those unsightly fellows in restaurants or streets, and competed with their family backgrounds. I was not in a hurry to reveal my identity. When they asked me if I knew who their father was, I would ask them if they knew who the official was?! Tsk tsk, it was beautiful just thinking about it."

Chen Ping'an praised the word, "Get out."

Cao Gengxin picked up the Changchun wine on the flower table, raised his head and drank a few drops, followed the hand-paper corridor and swayed to the kitchen of the National Master's Mansion. He thanked a cook who was sitting at the table in his spare time and said that he was going to Luojing. Yu Qing, a chef who gave up restoring his identity as a cherry green, was confused by the waiter-in-law who looked reluctant. He couldn't tell me this, right?

Rong Yu stood not far away, with Zhaoluan and Tiezao standing beside her. She smiled and reminded: "Shilarious Minister Cao, Zhou Haijing and others are already in the Taoist temple where Geling are located, waiting for you to discuss the trip to Luojing."

Cao Geng looked as usual, but in fact he had a headache. His uncle Cao Ping's words made him feel scared.

Looking at the old man with a long beard with a clear appearance, Cao Gengxin asked in confusion: "What is this old man?"

Rong Yu smiled and said, "The pseudonym is Tied Jujube, a ghost in the Nascent Soul Realm. The national master said that one gets one free, and Mr. Cao made a fortune."

Cao Gengxin smiled bitterly and said, "It's easy to say."

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In the county town of Qiyun Mountain, there was actually a woman who should have gone to Youyi Peak to congratulate her but changed her mind temporarily. She complained about herself here and ordered a few local specialty dishes in the restaurant. She was only a few steps away from the ancestral mountain of Longquan Sword Sect, but after all, she didn't have the courage to meet Master Ruan, and meet the current sect leader Liu Xianyang, especially Senior Sister Xu.

She is Liu Yu, the personal disciple of Leng Qi of Qiongzhifeng. She is now in the Longmen Realm, and her natal flying sword "Reed" is "Dihua".

In fact, this time when we went out, it was Liu Yu's own wish, and Yu Jiaofeng Yu Jing's suggestion. Yu Jing said it beautifully at that time. No matter what, we all entered the sword path in the Longquan Sword Sect. Although we were regretful in the end, we had no fate with Master Ruan, but we always had to be grateful. Besides, Liu Xianyang and Zhengyangshan asked for swordsmanship, which was a personal grudge. At that time, we only did our duty to take the sword. If we took the sword, we took it back, it was not a reason why it was better to resolve the enemy than to make a relationship?

This is probably the reason why Yu Jing was able to become the 30-year-old Jindan Sword Immortal and the Lord of Zhengyang Mountain?

It should also save you something. People who are always smart are often in wealth and fame and fortune, and they will make their mark and take advantage of them.

In the final analysis, the gains and losses in this period are always self-affected.

Liu Yu looked depressed, she was simple-minded, and she was not as versatile as Yu Jing, who could bend and stretched. She just felt that she owed a great kindness to the Longquan Sword Sect. She would occasionally regret it. Was it wrong to insist on going down the mountain and get out of the Longquan Sword Genealogy?

Like Lu Xiting, Lu Langhuan and others, they climbed the mountain and practiced swords with Liu Yu and Yu Jing. Dong Gu, Xu Xiaoqiao and Xie Ling and others taught them on behalf of their teachers. They had no regrets about Yu Jing, who had the best qualifications, and Dong Gu and others chose to seek a better position. Xie Ling even sarcastically said in private that this long-browed man looked down on Yu Jing, who was so smart, and was simply stupid.

But Xie Ling felt that it was not appropriate to go to the place like a thief cave in Zhengyang Mountain. It was obvious that the temple had a small demon, the wind was strong and the water was shallow. What could Liu Yu learn? But Xie Ling mentioned it and was too lazy to persuade her.

However, when a woman is in love, how can the truth be explained?

Liu Yu was a cardamom girl who had just fallen in love, and was not a woman who was familiar with the love of the world. She only felt that the word "love" in the world was the truth. The girl looked at her and saw only the lover of the world. That is Xu Xiaoqiao, how could she persuade the girl to change her mind?

When he went down the mountain and went up the mountain, he was also practicing Taoism and swords. Liu Yu always felt lost over the years.

There were a few seasonal dishes on the table with a full range of colors, fragrance and flavor. Liu Yu just tasted like chewing wax. After drinking a few glasses of bad wine, she put down a ingot of silver, and didn't want the guy to find money, so she left the restaurant.

Liu Yu was in a state of disheartening spirit, and Yu Yifeng was definitely not going there. After all, she was also afraid that the person would be afraid to the core.

When that man became the Grand Master of Dali, the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain were simply... sitting on wax.

Last time, the atmosphere was so solemn that it was breathless.

Of course, there are also those who are not afraid at all. They are all young girls who are ignorant of the world.
To be continued...