Sword comes

Chapter 450 Wait and see

The porridge shop and medicine shop matter has been resolved. Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye thought that they would continue on their way to the border of Shihao country as usual. There were two men who were from the frontier army. But fell on the hometown side.

However, Chen Pingan stayed for another day, until at dusk that day, he stopped by the city gate and watched a black and thin young man leave the county from a distance, and then went to see the closed dog meat shop in the back alley. On both sides, two door gods, Dali and Yuan Cao, holding a wat and a mace, were posted. Chen Pingan returned to the inn.

Earlier at the gate of the city, Chen Pingan saw Guan Yiran, a monk accompanying Dali's army. The latter deliberately left his subordinates to stand alone at the gate of the city with Chen Pingan, and asked softly, "Is it a long line to catch big fish?" , let the tiger go back to the mountain for the time being, in order to find out the place where this little monster attained enlightenment, and find out one or two immortal objects. The chance is still like this, let this little monster go away, and a good relationship will be formed."

The Shanze monster can transform into a human form, so there must be a great fortune. Either it strayed into the deserted fairy cave, or swallowed the magic medicine that condenses the spiritual energy of a place. Transforming that monster is a big windfall.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "It's the latter."

Guan Yiran said with regret: "It's a pity, if you didn't show up, I have two colleagues who are yelling every day that they can't get rid of the pot, and they have already stared at this little monster nesting in the dog meat shop, but since you intervene, I will convince you They gave up, originally it was a bonus, in fact, they still have military affairs, of course, if you choose the former, you can do it together."

Chen Pingan asked: "Will my intrusion reduce the income of your colleagues and make you difficult to be a human being?"

Guan Yiran smiled and said: "Those two friends and I, although we are practitioners, are actually more members of the Dali Army. So with your words and this kind of heart, it is enough. When you are away from home, it is rare to meet your hometown. People, you can be less polite, but a little more polite, if you have it, it’s best, if you don’t, it’s okay, at worst, we’ll see you later, pretend you don’t know each other, and follow our Dali laws and military rules.”

Chen Pingan thought deeply and said, "It's reasonable."

Guan Yiran laughed heartily, "It's a pleasure to meet such a promising family member like you in this place far away from home."

Chen Ping clasped his fists and said, "It's inconvenient for me to reveal my identity now, but whenever I have a chance in the future, I will definitely drink with Brother Guan."

Guan Yiran, the secretary of the Great Liwu, raised his arm and clenched his fist, and tapped on the iron armor on his chest, "Then I really made a note of what I said in advance, on the battlefield, brother is saved by me, it doesn't matter if you owe my life, but If you owe me Guan Yiran's wine, the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu won't do either."

This accidental meeting of fellow countrymen in a foreign land is enjoyable every time they leave.

The young man in the blue cotton robe was far away from the city gate, and there were two monks with the army wearing the special light armor of the Dali Arsenal, coming slowly, a young and strong man, and a slender woman.

The woman looked at Guan Yiran, who seemed to be full of thoughts, and asked: "Yiran, this year's spring is not a good sign, you have lost so much fairy money for nothing, and you are so happy."

Guan Yiran laughed and said, "I'm happy, money can't buy me."

The brawny man said: "A young monk who can easily give away a small sum of money, has nothing to ask for from that little monster. Instead, he deliberately sent it all the way to the gate of the city. According to the spies, it is not in one city or one place, but everywhere. If it were someone else, I would not believe that a mountain cultivator with such a bodhisattva heart would make sense if I were this person, watching his words and deeds. That's right, I'm from my hometown, so it's not a loss to be a friend worthy of drinking with us."

A young woman with a graceful figure but with a huge sword in her hand complained: "You men, you are all such a bird. When you meet someone who has the right appetite, you like to slap your swollen face to make yourself fat. What's the matter?"

Guan Yiran said seriously: "Miss Qi, I don't like it when you talk about us men like that. I have a lot of money in Yushanfang, so there is no need for a swollen face. Who told me that I was a dude who came from a wealthy family? , a fart smells like copper."

"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth." The woman with a figure as slender as willows in spring, punched Guan Yiran on the shoulder, causing Guan Yiran to stagger back a few steps, and the woman turned and walked back to the city.

Guan Yiran grinned and rubbed his shoulders, it was really painful, with a wry smile on his face, the strong man named Yu Shanfang gloated at his misfortune.

The woman is a military monk from Fengxue Temple. Compared with the Zhenwu Mountain monks who serve as high-level military officers in the Dali Iron Cavalry, it is not that the woman surnamed Qi does not have this opportunity. She just chose another career path, but Dali The frontier army is not surprised by this, most of the military monks in Fengxue Temple are like this, after they go down the mountain, they like to be a solitary ranger, and occasionally women like this also serve as the personal retinue of some important generals.

Yu Shanfang put his arms around Guan Yiran's shoulders, and said in a low voice: "Yiran, over the years, like me, I have known you for seven or eight years, and I still only think you are a general seed from the capital. The kind of family that is not high enough to be low, otherwise it would not have been thrown to such a dilapidated place by the family back then. After staying for nearly three years, he has always been the lowest-ranking monk in our frontier army. You have to know that you have a Beijing accent. How annoying. On the other hand, Qi Qi, who has only known each other for less than two years, is only going south together this time, but she is the only one who sees through your family status and insists that you are a son of a wealthy family. The old brothers who have taken a shit in the ass of the sky, but they don't believe it, have you two already?"

After Yu Shanfang was freed by Guan Yiran, he pressed his thumbs together and winked at the latter.

Guan Yiran said helplessly: "Who doesn't know that this Qi Qi has long admired her little master uncle from Fengxue Temple, the sword fairy Wei Jin."

Guan Yiran sighed, "And I already have a fiancée, to tell you the truth, she is really a legitimate daughter of the capital's aristocratic family, but I have never met before, it's funny to think about it, the day when I get married and put on the red hijab, Only then can I know what my daughter-in-law looks like."

Yu Shanfang said kindly: "Which family's unlucky girl, you are such an out-and-out old man from the frontier army?"

"It's not like you to bury your own brothers." Guan Yiran rested one hand on the hilt of the Dali Frontier Army's standard saber, and walked side by side with Yu Shanfang on the streets of a foreign country. Looking around, almost all the streets on both sides had posters There are two painted door gods, Li, Yuan, and Cao, and the surnames of the Great Lizhu Kingdom, so few, the two surnames of Yuan and Cao, of course, are the most well-deserved surnames of Dali.It's just that there are actually two Zhu Guo surnames who can wrestle with Yuan Cao's two surnames, but one is in the mountains, and he hardly cares about common things, and his surname is Yu.One is only in the imperial court and has never been involved in the frontier army. His ancestral home is located in Yizhou, and then moved to the capital. It has been 200 years. Every year, the descendants of this family return home to worship their ancestors, and even the Dali Ministry of Rites pays attention to it.Even Dali Guoshi once joked with His Majesty the Emperor that 100 years ago, during the tragic years when eunuchs meddled in politics, foreign relatives took power, feudal towns rebelled, and monks plundered in turn, the whole Dali was in the most chaotic and disorderly years. If it weren't for this family's efforts to turn the tide and work diligently in front of the Dali Dynasty's tinkers, Dali would have collapsed and could not be broken any longer.

Yu Shanfang staggered his hands and fingers, leaned forward, stretched his muscles and bones, and cracked the joints of his body. Due to many personal karma, this half-wild "wild man" who was promoted step by step from a scout at the end of the frontier army to Secretary Wu "Xiu", casually said: "In fact, sometimes, when we old brothers drink and chat, we will feel that you are different from us, but what is the difference, and we can't tell why. The generals in the army, we are all the guys who wash our eyes against the border wind and sand every day, all of us have bad eyesight, and we are far inferior to those officials' children."

Guan Yiran smiled and said, "I know three types of friends. On the battlefield, those who dare to say that they are dead; in the officialdom, those who really have a strong character, and finally, the good people in the mountains."

Guan Yiran was a little sad, "It's a pity that the first and third types don't seem to live long. Needless to say on the battlefield, after so many years of life and death, and the death of our best brother, we will no longer be like It's like a girl, crying to death. The third type, I used to know a young man named Yu Yin, a peer I admire very much, what a good way, is it so good that it will make you feel how bad the world is. , with him in front, talking and doing things, that's enough, you just need to look at the back that is fading away, and you will feel happy. But such a good cultivator, death is so unworthy , the family that has high hopes for him, and our imperial court, for the sake of the overall situation, chose to turn the big thing into a small thing. I don't think it's right, but those big people, will they listen to the words of a small person like me, Guan Yiran? Even if my surname is Guan."

Yu Shanfang smiled and said, "What's the matter with the surname Guan? It's amazing. It's not the Guan family in Yunzai County. Your household registration in the army clearly states that you are from the capital city. What kind of virtue is our general?" , you still don't know that you have turned your details upside down and told us that you are a third-rate general in the capital, not to mention that Zhuguo and Zhuguo are neighbors, and Shangshu and Shangshu are arguing through the wall. Alley, Chi'er Street, where there are many generals, your family is not qualified to build a small yard. Why, your boy is related to the Guan family in Yunzai County, so General Liu, who is also a deadly enemy because of his old robes, found himself inexplicably back then. One of the young scouts under his command turned out to be a second-rate general in the capital, who was a humble second-rate general. His ancestors were second-rank generals, and he got a drool-worthy posthumous title. Our general feels like General Liu Suppressing myself, now daydreaming every day, thinking that there is a first-rate general breed secretly hidden in the cub I brought out, I am laughing myself to death."

Guan Yiran hesitated for a moment, "If one day I die, our general might scold me crying and laughing."

Yu Shanfang was shocked and said: "Why, you are really a child of the Guan family whose ancestral home is in Yizhou."

Guan Yiran nodded and said: "Yizhou Yun is in the Guan family of the county. I am a great-great-grandson. There is no way. Although my ancestors are not practitioners, they have very strong muscles and bones. At a hundred years old, they can still drink a catty with a meal. Wine ate two catties of meat, and the master of the state teacher was surprised when he saw it."

Yu Shanfang rolled his eyes and said: "I believe you ghost, if you can meet Cui Guoshi, I will also meet His Majesty the Emperor."

Guan Yiran let out a hey, "I told you, if you don't believe it, love it or not, it's nothing to do with me anyway."

Yu Shanfang said suspiciously: "Really"

Guan Yiran smiled and nodded, "I'm not lying to you. I still remember that I asked for leave to return to Beijing at the end of the New Year's Eve. Qi Qi said that she followed a preacher and went to the capital during the first month. Maybe it was in That Yuhua Lane, or Chi'er Street, I was walking door to door to pay New Year's greetings, so Qi Qi glanced at me unintentionally, but those two places were strictly guarded, and Qi Qi didn't dare to follow me, of course, that Qi Qi didn't know me at the time, so there was no need to explore my identity."

Yu Shanfang quietly reached out his hand, sneakily, wanting to touch Guan Yiran's head.

Guan Yiran turned his head and said with an angry smile, "Why do you think the girls are crazy and think of me as Qi Qi?"

Yu Shanfang rubbed his hands and said: "I haven't touched a big man in my life, I've thought about hand addiction. Tsk tsk tsk, Zhu Guoguan's family must get you drunk tonight, and then I'll touch you enough. Shout out to old brothers, one by one."

Guan Yiran laughed and said, "If you can do this kind of immoral thing, then I will marry the younger sister who you say is a fairy daughter, and I will call you brother-in-law every day."

Yu Shanfang kicked Guan Yiran's ass.

Guan Yiran received the kick and did not hide.

The two continued to walk side by side.

Yu Shanfang sighed suddenly, "You should talk about this matter when the brothers leave, even if you tell them secretly."

Guan Yiran was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I can't say it."

Yu Shanfang nodded sadly, "That's true."

Guan Yiran suddenly laughed and said, "One day I will die on the battlefield, the truth will come to light, and when the time comes, whether it is our general or you, it will be something that I can talk about with other cavalry soldiers."

Yu Shanfang shook his head, "Don't die."

Guan Yiran also shook his head, and said slowly, "Because the descendants of the Guan family in Yizhou come from noble backgrounds, there is no reason why I can't die in Dali."

Yu Shanfang smiled and said: "You're thinking about it, I think, what did you think of Yu Yin's peers back then, and what do I think of you now, after you become a high-ranking official in our Dali Temple, Even if you went to the capital at that time, you look like a dog, you no longer wear armor, and you wear official skin every day, and I still stay in the frontier army to hang out, maybe the two of us will never be able to fight each other in this life, but I I still feel at ease, um, more at ease.”

Guan Yiran nodded.

Yu Shanfang asked: "I'm puzzled, why do you generals, big and small, seem to like to hide their names, and then come to be an inconspicuous frontier scout?"

Guan Yiran smiled and said: "I care about Chixiang and Chi'er Street, every general seed who wants to show respect, hopes that he will be a real frontier scout in his life, not relying on the merits of his ancestors, relying on his own I can cut off the heads of the enemies one by one and hang them beside the saddle. No matter what the reason is, I will return to Yichi Lane and Chier Street. Even the young man who is the worst in Chier Street's fathers will pass the frontier. , and then on the road, I met the sons and grandsons of the Shangshu masters in Yichi Lane. Once a conflict arises, as long as it is not too unreasonable, just beat the other party hard. It will be absolutely fine, from my grandfather to my generation, it has been like this."

Yu Shanfang clicked his tongue and said, "That's fine too."

Guan Yiran stomped his feet and said with a smile, "That's why the horseshoes of our Dali Iron Cavalry can step on here."

Yu Shanfang asked in a low voice: "Yiran, do you think it is possible that one day in the future, you will become the first descendant of the Guan family in your Yunzai County to receive the posthumous posthumous title of general?"

"I'll borrow your good words, I'll borrow your good words."

Guan Yiran hurriedly bowed his thanks, straightened his waist and jokingly said, "You can't get a posthumous title with your official status as a hunting envoy."

Yu Shanfang patted Guan Yiran on the shoulder, "Since you are already a child of the Guan family, you should keep a low profile and speak softly, otherwise you will be so disgusted by just a Beijing movie, and you will have to give it to me and my brother every day if you pay it back." touch like a pussy"

Guan Yiran rubbed his chin, "It makes sense, it makes sense."

The top of Spike Mountain.

The golden-armored god-man said helplessly: "If you go on like this, I'll see how you'll mess around in the future. How long has that heavy-handed high priest been delaying you for so long? No matter how much he admired you in the past, he will use up all his respect for you." I like it."

The old scholar sat cross-legged, rubbing his ears with his hands, "It's going to rain, mother wants to get married, let him go."

The Jinjia Godman said slowly: "According to the news, there is something wrong with the Patriarch Hall of Longhu Mountain. The Huolong Daoist from Beiju Luzhou seems to have helped someone after the man handed out the sword. Not busy."

The old scholar smiled and said: "How do you know that in the eyes of others, such a big bad thing is not the result that this great celestial master with a foreign surname in Longhushan wants?"

Jinjia Shenren mentioned it casually, let alone a great celestial master with a foreign surname, he is the great celestial master of the Longhu Mountain celestial master mansion, what he did, the great god of Suishan, also didn't care at all.

However, the three high school priests who belonged to the three lines of Confucianism encountered obstacles one by one on the side of Bai Ze, the proud scholar, and the old scholar. God, he will also feel worried.

Because the matter is too big and involves the most fundamental general trend of the world.

The old scholar said: "My students, from the other big veins, are very few. There is no way, I am picky, and no one will."

Jinjia Shenren sneered: "This kind of nonsense, tell me, is it interesting?"

The old scholar nodded and said, "It's more interesting to always talk to me alone."

The Jinjia Shenren kept his mouth shut.

Seeing that this guy didn't quarrel with him, the old scholar was a little disappointed, so he could only continue: "Boss, Cui Chan is the most talented, and he likes to be in the wrong. This is the best attitude for learning. But Cui Chan is too smart. It's pessimistic, it's been that way from the start."

"Let's talk about the third child first. Qi Jingchun has the best knowledge. It's not just as simple as being the tallest. Even a gentleman like me should praise it. It's all-inclusive and magnificent. If it's not for a gentleman like me, but for being a sage or The sub-sage lineage may be even higher. Qi Jingchun is optimistic about this world.

Speaking of the second child, the left and right are the most stubborn, but he is actually a very nice person, very nice.When I was still living a poor life in the back alleys, I let him take care of the money. It is much more useful for me, a gentleman who can't hold the money bag to take care of the money.Cui Chan said he wanted to buy chess records, Qi Jingchun said he wanted to buy books, and Ah Liang said he wanted to drink. If I don’t give you money, my skinny bamboo pole must be swollen to look fat.I can rest assured that I can manage money left and right.The qualifications, talents, talents, and dispositions of the left and right are not the best disciples, but they are the most balanced ones, and they are born with concentration, so even if he learns swords very late, it is really too fast, yes, yes It was so fast that I was a little flustered back then.I'm afraid that he will become the first fourteenth-level sword cultivator in the Haoran world for thousands of years.What should I do when the time comes? Don’t look at this guy who is far away from the human world. It’s just the person who is most afraid of loneliness. Although he has been away from the human world for more than a hundred years, wandering in the sea, but it’s my husband who really controls his thoughts. Who wouldn't like a disciple like his junior brother?"

"I still remember that there was a great Confucian who scolded me in the past. It was indeed a bit sinister and immoral. I can't argue with him. He is just a small academy saint, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to accompany him. If I go to talk to such a junior Arguing, it's too bad. Left and right sneaked past, and the beating made people cry father and mother, and left and right were so stupid that they admitted it stupidly, and ran back to me to admit their mistakes, admit their mistakes, admit their mistakes, admit your mother's mistakes, I don’t know how you can beat me with a face mask and then smear oil on the soles of your feet. If you don’t admit it, you can beat me. You can beat me. If you don’t admit it, the deputy leader of that line can beat you to death. Ah, he can kill you, but I can’t kill him, so I’m still short-sighted, what can I do as a miserable husband, after all, Xiao Qi and the others are still watching, so I’ll punish you, fart Dianpidian took the left and right to apologize to others, but also to do this and that, to make up for it, it's annoying."

The Jinjia Godman was puzzled and said: "You and the left are willing to admit your mistakes to you, how can you be willing to apologize to others?"

The old scholar rolled his eyes and said: "Of course I explained the truth to the left and right in private. The beating is so light, how can I be a holy disciple? Why did you say this to your master so badly? The left and right nodded silently, thinking it was right. I will pay attention to it in the future.”

The golden-armored god-man smiled and said, "I'm convinced."

The old scholar sighed, "The fourth one is more complicated. He can only be regarded as half a disciple. It's not that I don't recognize him. It's that he feels that he has a bad background and doesn't want to cause trouble for me, so he doesn't recognize me. , the reasons are different, but the result is still very similar to my closed-door disciple. In addition, the registered disciples and the rest have their own merits."

"Qi Mao Xiaodong, he is the most like me in the matter of preaching, teaching and resolving doubts. Of course, the knowledge is still not as high as my husband. Doing everything according to the rules is far from the old man's so-called doing what you want and not breaking the rules." , There is still some distance. It is a pity that this kind of thing, others can't bluff to point it out, they can only figure it out and find out by themselves. The Buddhists have learned from the Han, which is excellent. In this matter, Taoism is not good enough."

The old scholar didn't go into details, didn't go to the higher level, and changed the subject, "I, when arguing with others, I never feel that I am right or good. I have to know whether others are good or not. Otherwise, the quarrel What I say is so happy, I am full of knowledge, where does it fall? Learning is most afraid of becoming rootless water, falling from the sky, high up, looking powerful, except for a few words of praise from scholars, what is the meaning? Feeding back the land does not really benefit the common people, and does not give them a lot of hardships in life, such a big basket and a small basket that I have a place to put my own peace of mind. The truths that sages are worthy of preaching will exhaust people to death, so how can we talk about the merits of enlightenment?"

The old scholar stood up, hunched, looked into the distance, and murmured: "Natural nature is good, is it wrong? Great kindness. But there will be a very embarrassing question here. Since human nature is inherently good, why are the morals of the world so complicated? What does education teach people to be evil? So what to do, the old man and Li Sheng are waiting, and then, I finally waited for me. I said that human nature is evil. Standing still, the reasoning is good, so I became a saint, but another more embarrassing problem has arisen. If you look at it from an outsider like you, you think that the theory of nature is evil can become one of the Confucian schools. It doesn't matter, but can it really become the main line of our Confucianism?"

The old scholar asked himself and answered: "It is absolutely impossible."

The old scholar gave a thumbs up and pointed to his heart, "I think so myself."

Silence for a long time.

Jinjia Shenren rarely sighed, with some regret.

The old scholar didn't put away his thumb, and suddenly sighed: "Thinking about it this way, I'm really a sage, a hero, and a great man."

Jinjia Shenren never said a word.

The old scholar turned his head and said helplessly, "Why don't you refute me a few words, so that I can convince others with reasoning."

Jinjia Shenren said indifferently: "I won't give you such a chance at all."

The old scholar let out a sigh, and said with relief: "It seems that I have already convinced people with virtue."

The golden armored god took a deep breath.

otherwise

The old scholar suddenly said seriously: "Don't rush me away, I want to imitate that Bai Ze and that most frustrated scholar, wait a minute, although I don't know what they are thinking, but I also want to wait and see."

Jinjia Shenren asked: "What if I make a mistake at the end, I won't regret it"

With his hands behind his back, the old scholar squinted his eyes and sneered: "I regret that from my husband to these disciples, regardless of their own choices, I regret not having one."

Of the Golden Arch Bridge.

The sword was inserted into the railing of the bridge, the tip of the sword and a small section of the sword body had already been submerged in it, sparks scattered everywhere, without splendor.

The woman sitting on the side put the tung-leaf umbrella horizontally on her knees. She stood up, opened the seemingly flat oil-paper umbrella, looked up, and disappeared in a flash, only the tung-leaf umbrella hovered in place.

She came to a blessed place in one step, at the mouth of a well.

The "gifted" paulownia leaf umbrella naturally has a deep meaning, but the original owner gave it away, but the new owner may not be able to live to the day when he discovers the truth.

But what does this have to do with the original owner? It's a calculation, but it's not a calculation.

Almost instantly, a tall old Taoist came to her side, smiled and said, "Long time no see."

She ignored it, looked around, nodded and said: "At the moment, it's already considered a pretty big deal."

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Otherwise, how can we discuss the Tao with the Taoist ancestor?"

She glanced at him.

The old Taoist looked calm.

She stared at a certain part of this lotus lotus blessed land, and seemed to realize something, and said with a sneer: "You don't forget your roots."

The old Taoist laughed, very happy, "follow the trend, with a little effort, turn the world upside down, and sink a continent."

She frowned.

The old Taoist sighed: "After all, today is not what it used to be."

She shook her head, "It's just that I changed the master."

The old man did not speak.

Even he is not good at commenting on this matter.

She asked, "It's just such a small piece of land."

The old Taoist smiled and said, "It really can't be any more."

She seemed to have lost interest and returned disappointed, then disappeared, returned to her own world, and put away the tung-leaf umbrella.

The old Taoist stood by the well, looked down, and stared at the faint well water.

The old Taoist withdrew his gaze and raised his head to look at the sky, "This is my meeting gift for returning to the Qingming world, how about it?"

In the small lotus cave connected to the blessed place of lotus flowers, there is an old man who is still looking at a drop of water, watching it fall on the uneven lotus leaves. The size of the water drop is like ordinary raindrops, but many lotus But the leaf will be as big as mountains and peaks, and even bigger, it will be as big as a state of the world's dynasty. Therefore, the veins of a lotus leaf may be tens of miles or hundreds of miles long. The trend, where it will end up, and waiting for that result will inevitably be an extremely long process.

The old man was in no hurry.

The years are long, and the time passes.

It just exists as the biggest rule between heaven and earth, even the mighty river of time, when it flows by the old man, it has to detour by itself.