Cui Dongshan nodded and said, "Of course I know you are not. You are worried about the life and death of all the people under the mountain."

Lin Shouyi said, "What should I do? Please teach me sir."

Cui Dongshan looked up at the highest point of the sky in Baopingzhou and whispered: "The monks on Yizhou Mountain, plus my Dali Army, straighten their backbone and go to the dead first. The rest of those who want to survive will just kneel down and beg for mercy after the former dies. As for the people at the foot of the mountain, they really can't do anything, so they can only leave it to fate."

An official residence in the capital of Qingluan Kingdom.

Li Baozhen rarely took a break, and he pulled out of a large number of reports from the vassal governments and the Dali Mountain Shui spies, and drank with two of his family members.

Now Li Baozhen holds several positions. In addition to being one of the leaders of Dali Lubo Pavilion, he is in charge of all the intelligence in the southeast of a continent, and his leisure and leisure. In recent years, he has risen to the top of his career. He has become the Minister of Rites of Qingluan Kingdom. He has been out of Beijing twice and served as the chief examiner of the local provincial examinations and has become a "hand"

Wenheng, in addition to this, there are several vassal mountains of Qingluan Kingdom, and the "behind the scenes" of the Jianghu secretly controls all the climbing of the Taoist embroidery and the Jianghu sects bid farewell to the old and the new.

Li Baozhen threw a book to the middle-aged man opposite him and smiled and said, "Our fellow villager, the young and young mountain master, seems to have completely destroyed his reputation in Baopingzhou in the future."

The man was Zhu He, the guardhouse in Li’s mansion on Fulu Street in the past, and the young woman was his daughter Zhu Lu.

Not only has this father and daughter been away from the lowly family, Zhu He also got a job in the Dali army. He has served as a cultivator of the Dali army for many years. His identity is similar to that of the Wei Xian next to Liu Xunmei, the governor of Dadu, but Zhu He's military achievements are far inferior to Wei Xian. Now he is a scattered official. He is the bottom-ranked Jilang. Once he becomes an official in the local area, he is mostly county magistrates in vassal states. However, compared with ordinary vassal officials, he will have an additional military honor and pure status.

In addition to the newly established position of the Inspector of the Dali Dynasty, the Dali Dynasty had the same rank as the Shangzhu Kingdom, and there were also major reforms in the officialdom. The official ranks were still divided into the original official rank and the scattered official rank, especially the latter, the civil and military scattered officials, each adding six ranks.

Zhu Lu became a spy from Green Boting and worked under Li Baozhen.

When Zhu He got the book, he looked like a cloud and mist. When he looked at his daughter, Zhu Lu seemed to have a smile. Obviously, he had known the reason for it for a long time.

Li Baozhen poured three glasses of wine, left one of his own, and the other two glasses were gently pushed by him, and slid to Zhu He and Zhu Lu on the table, signaling that the father and daughter did not have to stand up and thank him, and smiled and said, "Maybe they will be banned by Dali soon, or they will be circulated soon. Don't spread it. If this book is not banned, I am more looking forward to the appearance of the annotated version, so that many people will not understand many wonderful things."

Zhu He began to flip the book, "Gu Chan, Chen Ping Case? Are you alluding to Gu Can and Chen Ping'an in Niping Lane?"

Li Baozhen just drank silently, and Zhu Lu held a glass in her hands and took a sip of the wine.

Zhu He frowned, "This?"

The man was speechless.

He escorted Li Baoping to travel with his daughter. Although he had not been with Chen Ping'an for too long, Zhu He thought he could see Chen Ping'an's temperament in a real way. The content of the article was false, but not all. If you want to tell the truth, it always made people feel that something was wrong. There are always a few sentences in the book that made him feel that Zhu He felt that it was exactly the opposite of the facts. For example, the feelings of the young man who was stubborn in his heart, and what other poor boys were determined to travel thousands of miles, read thousands of books, and admired those sages who were perfect in morality...

A peerless boxing score obtained by chance? Just because of a young genius and excellent qualifications, there is no need for any tempering. Martial arts break through the realm, as fast as thunder, and break through three realms in a day? It is easy to do so, which has attracted the surprise of several paranormal experts and immortals on the mountain. As for before traveling, there are constant blessings and unique achievements. After traveling, what is the initiative to take care of things? Whenever you encounter unfair things, you will be decisive in every situation. It seems to depict a loving lover who is full of energy and righteousness, and every time you pay a price, you will have greater blessings.

But in Zhu He's eyes, Chen Ping'an is just the opposite. He is just a mature and stern person with far more youthful energy than young people.

As for the confidante, just Chen Ping'an's temper is so bad.

Zhu He shook his head and couldn't laugh or cry.

Zhu He is not stupid. Although he is not a scholar, he still sees the many murderous intents hidden in it. The heroes in the book use scholars to blame others for justice and often kill others. Although they are not killing innocent people indiscriminately, if you look at it carefully, except for one or two ghosts who are causing trouble on one side, the rest of the ones who die under Chen Ping'an's fist. If you look at it carefully, whether it is humans or ghosts, they are all those who can be killed or not, which belong to the two.

Zhu He flipped the book very quickly and couldn't help asking: "Didn't you hear the young master say that Chen Ping'an before? In fact, he was in trouble for many years in Jianhu. The ending was extremely miserable? He didn't return home after many years?"

Zhu Lu sneered gently.

I like to ask for trouble, but now I am retribution.

If it were her, if she had friends like Gu Can, she would either secretly maintain the relationship or weigh the pros and cons, just ignore it and let her die on Shujian Lake. What should she get involved with? Do you have a half-copper coin with you, Chen Ping'an? You are not capable of becoming the young ten and ten alternates who were commented on by Beiju Luzhou, but your fame is greater than those twenty young geniuses. Your Chen Ping'an is really lucky, as good as ever.

Li Baozhen raised his wine glass, turned slowly, and smiled and said, "Who doesn't like to watch the affair of a romantic encounter in the world? But Taoists have read this book and have a lot to say. The heroes of the world will scold this person for fame and reputation. They don't kill Gu Can, but they can use this to raise hope. They spend hundreds of taels of silver and hold a few rituals to be sloppy. The immortal master of genealogy on the mountain regarded it as a wild cultivation in the mountains, and wild cultivation mocked him for not acting old enough and having a blessing. In fact, if he had not been a person in the book, he would have died more than a dozen times. The scholars and scholars envied his love and debt, and would definitely scold him for being hypocritical and inferior to beasts."

Zhu He said: "Besides, the book deliberately describes the boxing score and the content of the immortal technique in a very detailed and detailed manner. Although they are all superficial boxing principles and techniques, I believe that many people in the world and the wild scholars of the mountains and lakes will dream of it, which makes this book circulated in the mountains and rivers. How can this be banned? It cannot be stopped at all. The Dali government really banned this book, which invisibly contributed to the fire."

Li Baozhen drank all the wine in the glass in one sip, "In the future, the more the mountain of downs and downs expands, the higher the realm of Chen Ping'an, the more criticized Baopingzhou will be. The more he does a great feat, the more famous it is. Anyway, everything is too selfish, at most it is false benevolence and righteousness, pretending to be good people to do good deeds. The person who compiled this book is the scholar I admire the most besides Liu Qingfeng. I really want to meet and ask for advice sincerely."

Li Baozhen looked to the door and smiled and said, "Mr. Liu, do you think so? If you have the chance in the future, why don't you and I join hands to visit this fellow fellow? "

Liu Qingfeng stood at the door and smiled and said, "Without righteousness, isn't it easy for scholars like you and me who have read the books of sages wrongly? Even if it is done, what kind of sense of accomplishment will you feel?"

Li Baozhen raised his empty wine glass, "Mr. Liu is always better than me."

Liu Qingfeng waved his hand, "I have something to discuss with you this time."

Li Baozhen put down his wine glass and stood up with a smile, "Then let's change the place."

Zhu He and Zhu Lu both recognized this uninvited guest, so they got up earlier than Li Baozhen, held their fists and bowed, and praised him respectfully: "I have met Liu Duzao."

According to his son, the infamous civil servant in Qingluan Country, this person was destined to become a vassal official of the Dali Dynasty in the future. In addition to being destined to be short of life and not long life, Liu Qingfeng had no weaknesses and was an extremely dangerous person. No matter what gods on the mountain or vassal monarch are, they are nothing in the eyes of this person.

Liu Qingfeng smiled warmly and nodded slightly to the two of them.

After talking with Li Baozhen, Liu Qingfeng, accompanied by Wang Yifu, asked a military monk who was also a close entourage to drive an immortal ferry and hurried to the top of a mountain. The official road was at the foot of the mountain. Liu Qingfeng asked the magical power of using his palm to observe the mountains and rivers, and looked at the men and women on the road at the foot of the mountain from afar and walked slowly.

The young man limped on the road, and the average-looking woman with a sword glanced at the top of the mountain intentionally or unintentionally, then nodded slightly, pretending that nothing had happened.

But the woman looked up and surprised the monk with the Nascent Soul Army, with such a serious murderous intent.

Liu Qingfeng said: "You can put away your magical powers."

At the foot of the mountain, Liu Qingshan and Liu Boqi returned from a distance. The couple went to the sword room in the Upright Mountain and returned to her parents' home.

In fact, Liu Boqi had no such idea, but Liu Qingshan said that he had to meet her master. No matter what the result was, it was a ritual that he should have. However, he was scolded or chased him away from the Overlord Mountain. However, he did not expect that when he arrived at Laolong City, several cross-continental ferries could not go out to sea. No matter how Liu Qingfeng asked about the reason, he only said he didn't know. In the end, Liu Boqi went out privately and brought back a horrifying news. The Overlord Mountain no longer allowed the Eight Continental ferries to stop on the shore because the Sword Qi Great Wall began to be martial law and would not do any business with Haoran Tianxia. Liu Boqi was not very worried about the Master's Knife Room, but he was inevitably a little regretful. She originally planned to leave the incense and then go to the Sword Qi Great Wall alone. As for when she would go home, she would tell her husband the three words "Frank" at that time.

Liu Boqi hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother is now supervising the construction of the Great Desolation, why don't we go and see it?"

Liu Qingshan shook his head and said, "I don't have such a big brother."

Liu Boqi said helplessly: "Brother has his own difficulties."

Liu Qingshan said with a gloomy expression: "There is Liu Qingfeng in Qingluan Country, and the Dali Dynasty has Liu Qingfeng, but I don't have such a big brother. Neither the Lion Garden nor the Liu family genealogy."

Liu Boqi no longer persuaded anything. Liu Qingfeng reminded her brother and sister outside the family ancestral hall that there were some things that he didn't need to talk to Liu Qingshan.

The lame scholar's eyes suddenly turned red. It was such a hard work to dig out the Dadu. That guy is not a Taoist practitioner, and he likes to do things himself...

The source of the first great scoundrel in Baopingzhou history.

The maid named Zhigui stood alone by the water, her face was gloomy and gloomy.

This big dhu is called Qidhu!

Not only that, the damn letter of writing to the letter of the Demons in her sleeves is also thanks to the damn letter of writing!

When the two parties made a contract, the orphan who was as weak as a waning old man, naturally did not know at all.

I never thought that this guy would dare to resolve the contract alone now?!

Before dawn, in the Shangshu Mansion in Dali Capital, a hundred-year-old man dressed in the official uniform, suddenly changed his mind and said he would not go to the morning court.

The old man changed into home clothes, and an old servant went to the study together with a lantern in his hand. After lit the lights, the old minister of the Ministry of Personnel sat in front of the desk and smiled and said, "I haven't been thinking about it for many years, and I've been reading a book well?"

After all, the old man is old and has poor eyesight, so he has to turn his head to the books with his head close to the lights.

The old man suddenly murmured to himself: "Mr. Cui is really not lying. Now, my scholar in Dali will never be despised by foreigners just because of his identity as a scholar, Dali, and his words of Dali are just despised by foreigners."

The old man turned his head and looked at the gray night outside the window, "I just don't know if I, Dali scholar, will become the most hated scholar in the past overnight?"

The ancient flowers and trees in the capital are the Qingtong outside the bookstore, the vine flowers in the Han family, and the peonies in the Baoguo Temple.

Mr. Guan often sighed at the holes in his green-toned trees over the years. He had the advice of his descendants. Since his ancestors cherished Qingtong so much, he could ask the gods on the mountain to perform magic. As a result, Mr. Guan was scolded by him and said unworthy descendants. Only the great-grandson Guan Yiran admired Qingtong with Mr. Guan. After some words, the old man felt a little relieved.

Looking at the night outside the window, the old man sighed, "I just hope that's not like this. Scholars should still talk about the spirit of literati and the character of scholars."

Words are not true, words are practical, and practice is not just the method. Don’t talk about every sentence without empty talk.

Mr. Guan suddenly put down the book and stood up and said, "Go ahead quickly to prepare the car and go early!"

The old servant outside the door reminded: "Master, change your official uniform first?"

The old man laughed and said, "Wearing a squad, I will leave a note in the history books of Dali today. In the sixth year of Chunjia, the Minister of Personnel XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX has been forgetful in old age. She wore a Confucian shirt to attend the morning court. Yuli was very disagreeable and was blocked outside the door. The spring was cold and the old minister was lonely and cold outside the door like a quail. Hahaha, interesting and interesting..."

The old servant added, "Master, let's hide some food in his sleeves? I'm asking for cold, so I'll avoid hunger. Hunger and cold, Master, you really can't stand the bones of your body."

The old man laughed, "It's wonderful!"

An old scholar in green clothes stood on the wall of Dali Capital City.

Behind me is the Dali Capital City, where lights are vaguely lit up, and in front of me are many people waiting for the capital, merchants from all over the world, scholars traveling, martial artists from the rivers and lakes, monks on the mountain mixed with them...

National Master Cui Lun looked back at the lights in the city. Since he became the national master, the lights in this capital city have never been cut off for a moment, no matter how daytime, and there is always a light in a city.

It is thanks to the brilliant lights of wealthy families, the eternal lights of temples in large and small Taoist temples, and the scholars who light up the lights in the middle of the night and study hard at the shabby alleys...

Cui Qian turned his head and looked out of the city. There were merchants who rubbed their hands and breathed to keep warm, those who curled up in the car and napped in the car, and those foreign scholars who made an appointment to travel to Dali Capital. As the sky gradually became clear, they walked off the hired carriage and pointed at the top of the city together, as well as the carriages of wealthy families. Some children were awakened and shouted that they could not hold it in, which made the women's family members worried.

Cui Qian stood alone on the top of the city, and Dali was parading the soldiers on the top of the city, with iron armor rumbling, coming behind the national master and leaving again.

Cui Hao hopes that everyone who enters the city, especially those young people, will have light in their eyes before entering the city.

Ambition, ambition, jade hope.

Money, wealth, fame, beauty, mellow wine, opportunity.

Everyone depends on their ability, and I have everything in Dali Capital City, and you will take it yourself!

Liu Xianyang returned to his hometown from Nanposazhou again quietly. This time he stayed and refused to leave. Because in the Shenxiushan Ancestor Hall, because the Longquan Sword Sect established a sect in Ruan Qiong's hands, he did not hang his ancestors' portraits, and Liu Xianyang only needed to burn incense.

The Longquan Sword Sect did not mobilize all its troops to hold the opening ceremony. Everything was simple, and even half of the Fengxue Temple in my mother's home did not say hello.

It’s not the Piyun Mountain who is crazy about money.

Ruan Qiong just called Xu Xiaoqiao and Xie Ling from the north back to the top of the mountain, took Dong Gu, the earliest direct disciples, and had a home-cooked meal together.

Ruan Qiong, Ruan Xiu, Dong Gu, Xu Xiaoqiao, Xie Ling, and Liu Xianyang, there are only six.

Liu Xianyang did not practice in the mountains, nor did he go to the new territory north of Dali Capital. He just went to the blacksmith shop on the banks of the Longxu River. After Xu Xiaoqiao left that place, it gradually became abandoned.

Liu Xianyang may not be able to practice. The Longquan Sword Sect did not claim his direct identity as a sect, so Liu Xianyang just wandered around every day.
To be continued...