Knowing and knowing ~~

The cicadas chirped among the branches in the courtyard, and the evening breeze blew across the eaves of the corridor. The maid walked into the pavilion with the sour plum soup with the heat-relieving plum soup.

In the sound of the porcelain bowl being placed on the stone table, Yuwen Tuo waved his hand holding the book and asked her to go down. Since the master came to visit the mansion that night, he returned to Qixia Mountain to study and cultivate his nature.

As the page turned a page from his fingertips, there were footsteps outside the pavilion jogging across the stone bridge, and a servant from the front yard stood outside.

"The Lord, the Duke of Yue has come and is waiting in the front yard."

Duke Yang Su of Yue was well known in the Sui Dynasty. He was proficient in military affairs. He was not only skilled in martial arts, but also rumored to be knowledgeable about magic. Yuwen Tuo, who was sitting in the pavilion, knew more than anyone outside. The other party was even familiar with his master and was considered a friend of his fellow travelers.

"Well, you go down first."

After waving his subordinate, Yuwen Tuo put down the book, sorted out his clothes, and then walked out of the pavilion along the eaves of the water pavilion and the front yard. The other party had a good relationship with his master, and as a junior, he should not be rude.

Soon, when they arrived at the front yard, the Duke of Yue was standing outside waiting. When they saw the owner of the mansion coming, they quickly bowed and moved aside. Yuwen Tuo glanced at them. These people had more blood than magic power, and they should be masters of the martial arts who knew some other magical magic.

Retracting his gaze and entering the hall door, Yuwen Tuo squeezed out a cold smile on his face, and raised his hands towards the figure sitting in the left seat drinking tea.

"Yuwen Tuo met Duke Yue in the remnants of the previous dynasty."

"Ha ha!"

On the other side, Yang Su put down the tea and stood up to greet him. Although he was a guest, the minister in charge could take the initiative, reach out to invite him, and walked back to the top with Yuwen Tuo who was entering the door.

"Doctor Yuwen must not think that I am strong. Come on, sit down and talk."

The two sat down and said a few polite words. The maid came over and left. Yuwen Tuo took a sip of the tea. Seeing Yang Su wearing regular clothes, he couldn't help asking:

"The Duke of Yue didn't know how to come to the mansion to find the treasure, what's the point?"

"Just come here to visit."

Seeing that Yuwen Tuo looked slightly stunned, Yang Su put down the cup and explained with a smile.

"The Yuwen family has been contributed a lot by the Sui Dynasty, and you are my husband's friend and disciple. You should have come here long ago and I feel a little ashamed when I came here at this time."

A somewhat hypocritical tone made Yuwen Tuo, who was sitting in the first place, feel a little uncomfortable. The Duke of Yue in his eyes was like a poisonous snake entrenched there, shaking his tail and sticking out his tongue.

"But speaking of this, your master Lu Liangsheng came to Chang'an City a few days ago to ask about you and Qu Yuanfeng, but I wonder if you have seen him?"

Yuwen Tuo nodded respectfully.

"I have added a family teacher."

"Yeah." Yang Su raised his chin slightly, stroked his beard and smiled, "Now, Fellow Daoist Lu has been granted the title of the Demon Spirit Xian Zhenren by His Majesty. He may have entered the court in the future. Doctor Yuwen is the royal family of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and is now an official of the Great Sui Dynasty. Have you ever thought about being a minister with your master in the future?"

The maid and servant in the hall had been driven down by the manager, and the door was closed at any time. Yuwen Tuo closed his eyes and listened to the words of the Duke of Yue. The master came over to talk to him on the pavilion day and night, but he had actually said this.

Then he opened his eyes, looked at Yang Su, and raised his hand and bowed.

"Tuo, thank Your Majesty for your kindness and thank Duke Yue for his support. I will naturally be willing to join the court as an official."

"good!"

Yang Su slapped the table with a smile of praise on her face: "This is the descendant of the Yuwen family. If you enter the court as an official, you can calm your clan and make the Great Sui people safe. Besides, you are under Lu Liangsheng and your magic cultivation is not bad. Just as I accidentally got a sword and gave it to you, it would be like a tiger with wings!"

"Let's wait!"

Just as Yang Su waved to let those waiting outside come in, Yuwen Tuo, the first sitting, suddenly stood up and interrupted: "Duke of Yue, my teacher teaches you to cultivate virtue first, and I want to enter the court step by step, rather than relying on Duke of Yue."

On the other side, Yang Su lowered her hands, squinted her eyes, and looked at the young man, and her robe floated slightly.

After a while, I suddenly burst into laughter, sat back and slapped the table, and said again.

"good!"

In the hall, they immediately became quiet. The two were too different in age, and they were separated by their generation. After a moment of saying a word, Yang Su got up and left.

I thought I had received the approval from Lu Liangsheng, and went over to win over him, and gave the other party an unintentional magic sword to him, so that I could stand on my side and stand behind the second prince Yang Guang. Unfortunately, Yuwen Tuo, who was reincarnated in this artifact, was washed away by the concept of books.

This made Yang Su feel annoyed not only about standing, but also about the northern border and the Turkic people.

A few days ago, my brother Yang Jian was furious about the border, and he got angry and pushed down the imperial case, scaring the officials in the province to kneel outside the hall for a long time.

Walking out of Yuwen's mansion, Yang Su got on the carriage, lifted the curtain and watched the once glorious door slowly move back from sight, crossing the hidden eaves, the red glow shone into the curtain and landed on his face.

‘There will be a war next year.’

Now he is getting older. Even if he is a practitioner of Taoism, he can only prolong his life. However, the Sui Dynasty has just been defeated and he has not seen enough.

Originally, my brother's idea was worried that the Sui Dynasty talents would wither and cultivate a person who could last for several dynasties. Unfortunately, things happened in the middle of the process.

Now that the man finally returned to Chang'an, the plan to restart was put on hold, and the other party was going to step by step.

'well.....'

Yang Su sighed at the burning Xiyun: "What medicine did Lu Liangsheng give you?"

Fortunately, he is still in Chang'an and wants to enter the North Korea, so he feels that he still has a chance.

The carriage drove through the bustling street. Outside Chang'an City, an old donkey ran away like a joyous journey.

In the last ray of light of the clouds, the bookshelf shaking around the sides of the undulating donkey buttocks. In the toad man standing in a long gown with treasure money, his webbed feet stretched out and tightened, pressed against both sides to stabilize his body, and shouted hard towards the shaking small door that opened slightly.

"Slow down! Slow down! I'm a little dizzy and can't hold on anymore, gull-"

The roaring sound was covered by the sound of hooves and the sound of bookshelf. Lu Liangsheng rode on the back of the donkey. The Taoist squatted behind him, covering his head and hat, and his beard on his lips were shaking in the wind.

"I really want to hear the old toad's voice!!"

Lu Liangsheng turned his face and shouted, "What?"

The words instantly turned into the wind, turning into a whimpering whistling. Since the old donkey turned into a unicorn, the speed in the world is hard to match. In the blink of an eye, two people were carrying the back, hanging bookshelf, rolling up dust and smoke, crossing the majestic city in the distance, and disappearing into the sky.

The night falls, and as time goes by, the world turns white again, crossing the long river of rivers that sparkle in the morning light, south through the capital that once was the south Chen, and to the mountains further south.

The morning light rose to the clouds, the mountain breeze moaned, the merchants who were early to sell goods stopped the car and walked to the temple on the hillside outside Lujia Village to burn incense and worship. The nearest Bei Village even set up an incense stall. They came here with the business trips here or bought some, and worshiped with their companions sincerely. They would inevitably feel moved when they returned.

"The incense is getting more and more popular. I think when I first came here, there were so many people."

"Yes, they are all business trips from south to north, and nearby villagers come here. Now I heard that rich families in Fushui County, not far away, often come here by carriage."

"Hehe, you don't know this. This temple has a great origin. It was built by Lu Lang in Qixia Mountain. Although I don't know who it is, there must be a lot of articles. Not long ago, someone was dazzled and saw the clay sculptures in the viewing. "

"Oh, isn't it true? So scary!"

"What do you care about so much? Anyway, since I worshipped this temple, I have been doing business quite smoothly. I just bought a house yesterday..."

The sun was slightly warm, and walking through the stone steps in the middle of the neat lawn, behind the temple gate, among the crowds of people burning incense and worshiping, a woman in a gorgeous red dress stood tall and graceful, with a faint smile on her lips, looking at every pilgrim passing by her.

Now she can produce clay sculptures and move around, and can also give pilgrims some good luck.

When she could come out, the first person she wanted to tell was not in Qixia Mountain, and she was slightly disappointed. When she returned to the view, she was no longer afraid of the sunshine, so she was at the door most of the time every day. Sometimes when she saw Lu Xiaoxian or Li Jinhua coming, she would show her figure and chat with each other. Often, at this time, she would choose a remote place with few people. After all, the clay sculptures are almost no different from her appearance. If she appeared in a crowded place, it would be scary.

The morning breeze was gentle and the smell of sandalwood was rolled up. Nie Honglian looked at the golden color outside the eaves. At the end of the stone steps that were waving, a figure interspersed with people. The woman at the door shook slightly and pinched her fingers.

Ding bell ~~

The familiar copper ringtone sounded, and the interlaced pilgrims revealed a scholar wearing a blue-clothed and white robe, leading the old donkey and walking over, seeing the graceful woman with her fingers at the door.

Lu Liangsheng loosened the reins and laughed.

"Hong Lian, I'm back."

At the door, the warm sunshine shone on the woman's beautiful face. Looking at the scholar standing outside, she pursed her lips and showed a pair of dimples on her cheeks.

I smiled sweetly, and I was blessed with a distance.

"Hong Lian, I've seen the young master."
Chapter completed!