Volume 1 The Empire in the Early Morning Chapter 165 The Back Mountain

When she got up early in the morning, Sangsangtinininge combed her hair and made hot water, she went out of the shop to buy two bowls of sour and sour noodles soup, and specially added two spoons of beef sauce. After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Ning Que started to eat breakfast while Sangsang unboxed her clothes and took out her clothes, shoes and socks to match her. Last night, the spring clothes of the academy were ironed very well, and all the shoes and socks were all new. Over the years, Ning Que's clothes were handled so seriously and solemnly, only the day the academy started school last spring.

Ning Que started dressing under Sangsang's service. He held the brand new densely woven thin belt with both hands and pulled it hard. Sangsang picked up a lot of signs from the head of the bed and stuffed it into his belt. It was stuffed for a long time but it had not been finished.

Ning Que took the quaint and small wooden sign from her hand, and slowly rubbed the smooth patterns between her fingertips. He thought to himself that his Majesty gave him the waist card at Tianshu last night, and it seemed that this brand should have been used by many people.

The waist tag should have been tied to the belt, not stuffed into the clothes, but Ning Que now has too many waist tags in his hand - the dark guard's waist tag, the college's waist tag, the second floor waist tag of the college, a guest waist tag given by the Yulong Gang last year, and the Tianshu waist tag that he had freshly received yesterday, if all of them were hung on his waist, he could do a turquoise dance.

Ning Que touched the bulging protrusions on his waist, frowned, twisted his waist in front of Sangsang, and said with a smile: "I have made a lot of money in Chang'an City for a year, and I have also made a lot of money in this brand, but my waist is not thick enough for your young master. If there are more brands in the future, I am afraid I will not be able to hold it."

Sangsang raised his little face and looked at him and smiled, "Young Master, can you not be so proud?"

Ning Que said proudly: "You must be quiet outside and be gentle. Why can't you be proud of yourself at home?"

After leaving the main entrance of Lao Bizhai, under the dim morning light, the coachman Lao Duan and the carriage had already stopped quietly at the entrance of the alley. However, Lao Duan did not wait in the car today, but stood honestly outside the shop door, looking extremely respectful.

The coachman Lao Duan didn't know the second floor of the academy, nor did he know what flowers bloomed on the other side of the sky. He was called by the owner of the carriage last night and gave a reminder. The boss said that he had good luck and must serve Ning Que in the future. So he honestly took out the energy to serve his wife at home. He got up in the middle of the night, changed into clean clothes, and brushed his teeth with golden medicine for the first time. He brushed the carriage cleanly and shinyly, and then came to Lin47 Alley to wait in advance.

Looking at the clean coachman and carriage, Ning Que was a little surprised. After asking a few questions, he guessed that the boss of the carriage knew something. He couldn't help but smile and shook his head, thinking that it would be difficult to be unsatisfied.

The wheels crushed the bluestone path in the alley and gradually moved away. They drove away from the East City and entered the Suzaku Avenue. Then they left the south gate of Chang'an City, walked up to the imperial official road, and headed towards the academy that looked like a fairyland under the morning light in the distance.

Ning Que looked at the green trees, wild flowers and fields beside the passage outside the window, and his face was as calm as usual. He Chun Mingjing looked at this road too many times, and it could no longer arouse more thoughts. After watching for a while, he put down the curtains.

Sitting in the slightly shaking car, he slowly closed his eyes. The fatigue and tension that had been around for several days had already left his body. However, this was the first time he had the opportunity to calmly recall his experiences these days.

The morning light outside the window passed through his eyes and turned into extremely dim light, which was extremely similar to the light of the wilderness where the night was approaching. His thoughts instantly drifted back to those strange dreams and the strange fantasies he saw during the mountain climbing process.

I don’t know how long it took, Ning Que opened his eyes and shook his head.

In the previous time, he relived the interweaving of light and darkness, the calls from the farthest part of the world and the deepest part of his heart, and then found that these had nothing to do with him. If the last choice was the test of the academy, why would the great practitioners of the academy create such a mysterious illusion, and why would he be right?

The test of choice before reaching the top of the back mountain of the academy was too metaphysical and solemn. Ning Que was just a weak practitioner who had just entered the state of fortuitousness. He asked him to answer this question, just like a philosophy professor at Heidelberg University caught a child who had just entered elementary school: Who are you, where you come from, where you are going. The child would never hold his head in pain and act as a thinker. He thought hard for half a century until he turned into a statue but still couldn't answer. He would definitely answer loudly: My name is XXX, I am from Frankfurt, and I want to go fishing in the Neckar River.

Perhaps the philosophy professor at Heidelberg University also teaches theology. Perhaps this professor is similar to those Zen masters in ancient China, and he likes to play the routine of returning to the original cow dung and yellow. He listens to this answer and loses his body and shocks. He feels that the child’s answer seems simple, but in fact he is not simple. He finds the ultimate path. He feels that the child is a genius who is not born in the world.

I am about to officially enter the second floor of the academy to study, but to be honest, I still don’t know why the academy and why the big guys who choose to choose the long mountain road and the setting of illusion will choose themselves. Ning Que thought for a long time and could only draw this conclusion.

"The Master is so profound and confused, and I am that child."

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On the broad and straight road facing southwest of Chang'an City, a team of several carriages and dozens of knights were moving forward silently. The outer parts of these carriages were mainly black and gold, exuding indescribable luxury and solemnity. Although dozens of knights were not wearing armor, their neat black battle robe and the firm expression on their faces still exuded a sense of fighting to the sky.

These knights were the escorts army that was terrifying the world by the Xiling Divine Kingdom. They were known as the most elite cavalry. The carriages that were qualified to be protected by them were undoubtedly great figures in the temple. It was still early at this time, and the convoy appeared on the official road in the south of Chang'an, indicating that they left Chang'an City as soon as the city gate opened.

If a team consisting of great figures in the temple and the escort army walks in other countries, it will definitely attract countless people to watch and cheer. I even believe that there will be many believers and foolish women beating their heads. But now they are in the Tang Empire, and it is still early. No one looks at them on both sides of the official road, and no one offers pious tears. The team is just moving forward silently and quickly, giving people the feeling of leaving as soon as possible at all costs.

Prince Longqing sat in the luxurious but solemn black and golden carriage in the middle. His calm eyes passed through the window and looked at the houses of the Tang people and the rape flowers like golden blankets in the fields. Listening to the rushing sound of horse hooves around him and the breathing of the knights, feeling the depressing atmosphere and strange silence, he suddenly smiled and said:

"When I came, the whole Chang'an City was jubilant, and I welcomed it in the middle of the road, and the fruits and flowers were thrown into the carriage, but when I went, I was so silent and quiet. I even had to choose to leave secretly when the city gate opened. Isn't it very much like a stray dog?"

The face of the priest Mo Li, the vice president of the Tianyu Academy, changed slightly. He didn't understand why Prince Longqing said such a sentence, forcibly suppressed his anger and said, "Why should you humiliate yourself so much?"

Prince Longqing's face showed a faint sarcastic look and said, "No matter where the Protectors' Divine Army is in the world, they are all wearing golden armor, shining like gods. However, when entering the territory of the Tang people, they must remove their armor and hand over their guns, otherwise the Tang people will not be allowed to enter. This is humiliation."

Before he could leave, he continued to smile and said, "Vice President, do you know why I want to live in Taohua Lane in Chang'an City?"

The priest Mo Li felt a little nervous. He didn't know if Prince Longqing wanted to test himself when he asked this question. However, looking at the other party's smiling face, for some reason, his heart became colder and colder. After hesitating for a moment, he answered honestly: "Because the prince's natal object is peach blossom."

"Yes, do you know why I chose peach blossoms as my natal creature?" asked Prince Longqing.

The priest Mo Li shook his head. The people of Xiling privately discussed this for a long time, but could not find a definite answer.

"Because the Master entered Xiling when he drank and killed all the peach blossoms on the sacred mountain while drinking. No one dared to come out to stop him at that time." Prince Longqing looked out the window and said expressionlessly: "This is the biggest humiliation that my Xiling Temple has suffered in a century. I chose peach blossoms as my natal creature to remind myself not to forget this humiliation."

Prince Longqing said calmly: "I have reduced my status this time and want to enter the second floor of the academy. I want to learn with my master, hoping to get back this humiliation for the temple in the future. However, I didn't expect that I was humiliated by Ning Que again."

The priest Mo Li wanted to comfort him, but found that he could not find any suitable words.

"You said that I was self-deprecating... In fact, it is not right. Humiliation has nothing to do with whom it is initiated. It only cares about strength. If I am stronger than others, then those words are jokes. If I am weaker than others, those words will become self-deprecating."

"The Tang people can help me to disarm the armor of the Gods of Protectors, the Master can kill all the peach blossoms in the mountains, and Ning Que can force me to escape from Chang'an like a dog. It's not that they are intentionally humiliating me, but because in some aspects, they are stronger."

"But I am very grateful for this humiliation. Let me tell you good news. Maybe I have taken that step. Now I just hope that Ning Que can really become stronger quickly so that I can get back this humiliation."

The priest Mo Li was shocked when he heard this and was immediately ecstatic. He thought that if Prince Longqing could enter the realm of knowing life during his journey, the temple might have spared the humiliation brought to the temple by his mission.

After repeated congratulations, he had made up his mind to hold the prince's thighs tighter in the future. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked in a low voice: "The Prince Chongming has returned to Yan State. The good news that the prince has entered the realm of Zhiming. Should I let someone notify Emperor Yan as soon as possible?"

Prince Longqing laughed slightly and said, "What's the point of letting his father know about this? Fighting for the throne? Could it be that the throne of a mere Yan State is more attractive than Haotian Avenue?"

The priest Mo Li sincerely suggested: "But the throne should be yours."

"It's mine, it's mine forever."

Prince Longqing recalled the illusions he saw on the back mountain of the academy, especially the great light and fear he saw in the last few steps hanging by, with a pale face and then said firmly: "Anyone who wants to steal my things will be dead."

His hand was taken back from the window, and at some point he had a ***-eye peach blossom in his fingers.

He casually inserted the peach blossoms on his clothes, wondering if there was a transparent hole under the petals full of life?

Prince Longqing looked at the rape flowers in the fields of the house outside the window with a ruthless face. After a long period of silence, he spoke slowly and said, "In a few years, I will push down all these ugly Tang people's residences, eradicate all the rape flowers in the fields, and then burn all the fire, burn off the sins and dirty things, and burn a holy and bright world."

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The carriage was parked next to the meadow outside the academy as before. Ning Que got out of the car, and then found that the atmosphere in the academy today became very different from the past. There were still many students standing in the distance and watching themselves discussing, but their eyes were no longer as contempt and disgust as before, but they were shocked and envious.

Just as these eyes were gazes, Ning Que walked into the academy, nodded slightly to Chang Zhengming beside the stone steps, and saw a little book boy standing in the morning light, waving to him, and was slightly stunned.

The little book Tongsheng had beautiful eyebrows and extremely tender face, as if he was made of pink and jade. He looked at Ning Que and bowed respectfully and said, "Sir, I am the young master's book boy. I am ordered to take you up the mountain."

But the little book boy was a little bit a little bit trying to act like an old master. Ning Que couldn't help but smile and asked, "The question is who is your young master? And why do you call me a little gentleman?"

The little Shutong smiled, touched his head, and explained: "My young master is the second one. The name is the rule set by the young master for me. You are the youngest person in the back mountain, so I want to call you a little gentleman."

Ning Que asked with great interest: "Who...what gentleman is Chen Pipi?"

Xiao Shutong replied in a childish voice: "In the past, he was a little gentleman, but now since you are a little gentleman, he is a twelve gentleman."

Ning Que was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said with a smile: "That fat man and the young man... they always feel something is incompatible with each other."

Xiao Shutong said seriously: "Actually... I think so too."

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Today, the road to Ning Que enters the back mountain of the academy is impossible. Of course, it is impossible for the mountain road that has ruined his life. Xiao Shutong took him along a remote alley, inserted it diagonally from a stone path next to it, and then stopped in front of the thick fog all over the mountain.

"Mr., there is also a road in the old second floor, but the young master said that you are here for the first day today, so please go here."

Ning Que looked at the clouds in front of him, subconsciously remembered the fog on the long mountain road the day before yesterday. His body was slightly stiff. After a moment of silence, he looked at Xiao Shutong and asked gently: "There is nothing strange in the fog, right?"

The little Shutong smiled and said, "Of course not, I often leave."

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There is really nothing strange about this mountain fog, such as bamboo leaves that turn into flying swords, mountain springs that turn into waterfalls, and small ponds that turn into seas.

This mountain fog is very strange. Ning Que only walked a dozen steps and actually walked to the back of the academy.

He waved his sleeves and brushed away the last few wisps of mist in front of him, and looked at the mountainside view in front of him, which looked like a fairyland under the morning light, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Looking at the extremely steep mountain from the perspective of the academy, there is such a large flat cliff facing the east direction.

There is a small mirror-like lake on the cliff, with blooming wild flowers, quiet grass, and towering ancient trees.

There are thousands of flowers, and there are peach blossoms, but they are not conspicuous when they are sandwiched between them.

Under the towering ancient trees, there are more than ten simple houses, and smoke is rising.

There was a silver thread pouring down between the cliffs behind the house, and it turned out to be a waterfall in the distance.

A group of black birds are singing and flying among the cliffs and waterfalls.

In the morning light, such beautiful scenery came into view, and Ning Que was stunned and didn't know how to speak.

Feeling the quiet energy of heaven and earth and the taste of life in the back mountain, a thought poured into his mind at some point.

——No matter who wants to destroy such beauty, I will definitely destroy you.

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(The detailed description has been scrapped for a long time. I used up the detailed description a few days ago, so I have worked very hard to write. I will try my best to do the detailed description again later in the future, and the update will be very late tomorrow.)
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