In the cave room where the candles were flickering, on the wide couch with bright red splendor, Jinglan sat quietly, like a hibiscus blooming in the quiet room.

The handsome little girls peeked at the side, and saw that the expressions on their young ladies' faces also changed occasionally, which was difficult to understand.

Sometimes it is like a small grass in a hollow valley, calm and quiet, without wind and without moving.

Sometimes like flowers blooming in the wind and rain, pear blossoms bring rain, still smiling.

Finally, the beautiful bride sitting on the show couch sighed softly, "Qingluan, go find me something to eat, I'm a little hungry." ”

The handsome girl, who had been nervous and worried, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, answered loudly and hurriedly, and ran to the outer room.

After a while, the handsome girl hurriedly ran in with a blue glass plate in one hand, and said happily: "Miss, there are a lot of delicious snacks in the outer room, and I got you a few." ”

Jinglan glanced at the little girl who was always smiling like a flower, reached out and took a glass plate and held it in her arms, and then picked up one osmanthus cake after another and kept throwing it into her mouth, and the little girl on the side was dumbfounded.

Even she could see that the young lady was not hungry, but angry with the osmanthus cake.

The handsome girl put another plate of pastries in her hand on the couch, ran out and poured a cup of tea.

Jinglan also took the teacup, took a sip into her mouth, then stretched her neck and swallowed a few mouthfuls, exhaling a long breath.

All this was seen by the handsome girl, and she asked softly, "Miss, are you okay?"

"What can I do!" Jinglan glanced at the handsome girl, handed her the glass plate and teacup in her hand, and then got up and looked around.

The bride, who was full of anger and resentment just now, turned up slightly at this time, and a pair of watery apricot eyes also showed a smile.

The eyes of the handsome girl always moved with her own young lady, and her own young lady was full of anger for a while, sad and weeping for a while, and smiling for a while, she was full of doubts.

It's just that she thinks that she is just a personal girl, although Miss usually treats herself very well, and she doesn't seem to treat herself as a person, but that is in Jingfu, and now that she has entered this strict palace, she can't talk and act by her own temperament like before, she can't help Miss, and she can't make trouble for her.

The handsome girl silently cleaned up the show couch, flattened the brocade quilt, and then went out with two glass plates.

When she ran back again, she saw that her young lady was already sitting in front of the bookcase, holding a book in her hand and reading it carefully.

The handsome girl ran out again, made a pot of hot tea and came in, poured a cup and put it on the bookcase, and then silently stepped aside.

It stands to reason that Zhao Yi should take advantage of today's opportunity to win the hearts of the people, even if he doesn't do this, at least he should show up more and give the guests enough face.

The actual situation is that since the end of the ceremony, the new king of Chu has not appeared again, and all the receptions have been handed over to the old minister and Jing Hu, two important ministers of the Chu royal palace.

After the ceremony, officials at all levels of the Chu Palace, people from the eight great families, and envoys of the vassal kings gradually left.

Du Huangting, who was guarding the door of the Divine Phoenix Palace, whispered a few words to a black-clothed waiter beside him, and after seeing the black-clothed waiter take the order, he turned around and walked towards Yunmeng Pavilion.

The old king of Chu first removed the huge "Red Dust Territory Map" hanging on the third floor of Yunmeng Pavilion and put it into a long wooden box, and then asked Du Huangting to personally send it to Guo Fengxian, the envoy of Dongyue.

After Du Huangting led the people out, the old king of Chu squinted his eyes and looked around the empty pavilion, with a smile on his face, and finally nodded slightly, and then walked outside the pavilion with his hands behind his back.

Twenty years of reluctant day and night, once gone.

Reluctant?

Definitely.

Personnel metabolism, back and forth between the past and the present.

This is just an episode in the long river of years, he has done everything he should do, and now what he wants to do is to take his garden full of spring to meet his beloved.

The old King of Chu is gone, and the new King of Chu is here.

Zhao Yi ordered someone to set up a seat on the Huatai, and he looked at Junshan Lake by the railing, quietly waiting for the person he was about to meet.

Nie Shidao, who was dressed in a green shirt, followed behind a palace attendant with empty hands, and behind him was the little scholar.

Zhao Yi walked to the Hongqiao mouth to greet him, first bowed his hand, and then invited Nie Shidao to the table.

It was already Shen Shi, the sun was in the sky, the sky was cloudless, and the subtle wind was blowing slowly.

A pavilion curtain blocked, Zhao Yi and Nie Shidao sat opposite the case, in addition to tea, there were snacks and fruits on the case, two pink-clothed Xiaohuan stood aside, the little scholar stood beside Nie Shidao, his eyes did not squint, and he was calm.

Nie Shidao was the first to speak: "The battlefield general who once single-handedly resisted the First Army of East Vietnam turned out to be as weak as a scholar, and the world often says that people should not be disgraced, and it is true. ”

Zhao Yi grinned and said, "Sir, isn't that the case, a middle-aged scribe who looks like a rural private school, who would have thought that he was a Taoist saint of Ziji Palace, sir, please drink tea!"

Nie Shidao stretched out two fingers and pinched the cup, put it between his nose and sniffed it, then took a sip of tea, nodded and praised: "Junshan Mingqian tea, the best in Tiannan." ”

Zhao Yi picked up the teacup, raised his head and drank it all, smacked his mouth, tasted the fragrance of tea in a fine aftertaste, and then stopped going around the bend, his face became respectful, and he arched his hand: "Sir, please forgive me for speaking out, dare to ask Mr. whether the 'wish to stop the war' is feasible in today's world?"

Nie Shidao is not confused when he is old, but his face is still like jade, with a broad face, thick black eyebrows, and a pair of narrow eyes that look obscure and profound, after listening to Zhao Yi's question, he turned his head to look at the vast lake, his eyes were blank, slightly melancholy, and the two temples were slightly white, which looked a little weathered.

The little scholar on one side saw that his husband showed this expression, and pouted slightly.

Zhao Yi didn't bother the Taoist sage in front of him, and lowered his head to taste the tea in his cup.

When Zhao Yi finished tasting all the tea in the cup, the Taoist sage on the opposite side said faintly: "Heavenly Dao noble life, don't take killing as the key, my idea of stopping the war is not the 'benevolence' mentioned by Confucianism, nor the 'non-attack' mentioned by the Mohists." ”

Nie Shidao paused, and then read softly: "There is no way to destroy the sky, there is no reason to destroy life, there is no way to be martyred, and it is true to be a friend if you keep it and don't lose it." ”

Zhao Yi didn't like to read since he was a child, and he didn't understand Nie Shidao's last broken thoughts, but fortunately, his memory was not bad, and he tried to remember it in his heart.

Just as Zhao Yi was thinking about Nie Shidao's words, Nie Shidao smiled heartily again: "If the prince is looking for Nie to talk about Wang Tu's hegemony today, this is embarrassing for Nie." ”

This Taoist sage, who is famous for entering the world, has returned to his former chic and calm demeanor.

Zhao Yi smiled and said, "Sir, forgive me, because I have heard about what Mr. did before, so I asked just now." ”

Then he picked up the teacup on the desk and continued: "There was something abrupt just now, please forgive me, and I apologize to Mr. for replacing wine with tea." ”

Nie Shidao smiled and nodded, and praised: "Although the prince is young, his experience is extraordinary, and his mind and bearing are also extraordinary. ”

Receiving the praise of a saint, Zhao Yi was happy, but his expression was still calm and steady, and he said: "Mr. praised falsely, I took the liberty to invite Mr. here today, because I want to ask for advice." ”

Zhao Yi looked directly at the Taoist saint opposite, his expression was calm, his eyes were calm, and after receiving a nod from the other party, he continued: "Dare to ask sir, what is a drop immortal? Is there really a demon or a monster in this world? Can cultivation really live forever?"

Nie Shidao frowned slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and after bowing his head and taking a sip of tea, he said, "As a soldier monk, the prince is also interested in these illusory things?"

Zhao Yi nodded solemnly.

Nie Shidao nodded, his face became solemn, "The Heavenly Dao is far away, and the red dust is thin, the truth in this, I am afraid that only by reaching the realm of 'Ginseng with Heaven and Earth' can we understand, the saints of the Nine Streams and Ten Families, to put it bluntly, are nothing more than chess pieces created by the Heavenly Dao with luck, and even all things have not yet been understood, how can they compare to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth." ”

Speaking of this, the Taoist sage's expression became a little sad.

"With Heaven and Earth Ginseng, what kind of realm is that?" Zhao Yi said softly to himself.

The blank look in Nie Shidao's eyes instantly receded, and he continued Zhao Yi's topic and said: "The cultivation in the world is colorful, in fact, when it comes to the essence, there are only two kinds, one is to prove the Tao with strength, and the other is to prove the Tao with the heart. The outside of the martial arts strengthens the muscles and bones, and the internal cultivation of true qi strengthens the meridians, nourishes the five internal organs, opens the acupoints of the body, and circulates endlessly, so as to become the avenue of Zhoutian, and pure martial arts is the road to take. Practicing qi to open the sea of qi, refining and refining qi, pay attention to calming and calming to cultivate the mind, and comprehend the natural road from a quiet place, each time you improve a layer of state of mind, it is to improve a layer of cultivation, and most of the people in the nine streams and ten families are taking this road. Of course, the current military monks and Bashu's sword cultivators are taking the road of combining the two. ”

Zhao Yi's original intention was to learn more about the secret that his uncle told him from Nie Shidao, and Nie Shidao used this to tell him some cultivation truths, which benefited him a lot.

Nie Shidao continued: "According to legend from time immemorial, the universe was originally divided into three worlds, with the green underworld on the top, the underworld on the netherworld, and the red dust in the middle. Later, the Qingying was robbed and fell into the red dust, forming a small world in the red dust world, and the so-called cave heaven blessed land in Taoism is one of them, and the gods in the green world became the dripping immortals in the red dust world. As for the demons and monsters, there are so many in this world, it just depends on what form it exists. ”

Nie Shidao's words were not detailed, there was only one approximation, and to Zhao Yi's ears, it was like listening to the Taoist Book of Heaven, and after thinking hard, he still didn't know the point.

Nie Shidao saw that the young man in front of him was not like a prince in charge of the military and civilians of the two states, but like a student studying in the academy.

He stood up suddenly, then tidied up his appearance, the expression on his face became solemn, and he shook his hand at Zhao Yi to the end, and said, "Nie has something to ask for." ”

Zhao Yi came back to his senses from his contemplation, hurriedly got up and helped Nie Shidao up, and said, "Sir, it's okay to say, don't be so polite." ”

Nie Shidao's body was still bowing, and he said: "Please give Luofu Mountain to Nie as a place for Nie to concentrate on cultivating." ”

Zhao Yi was stunned for a while after hearing this, and after hesitating for a moment, he suddenly understood what this Taoist saint meant, and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, Luofu Mountain will be Mr.'s dojo from now on." ”

Seeing that Zhao Yi agreed so readily, Nie Shidao bowed down again and thanked him.

Zhao Yi understood that Nie Shidao asked him for Luofu Mountain, firstly, to belong to the Chu State in the name of righteousness, and secondly, Nie Shidao wanted to use Luofu Mountain as the foundation and establish a sect.

For Chu State, this is a great good thing, how could he refuse.

A meeting between an outsider and a secular prince, after each achieved his goal, he had no intention of continuing to stay.

Although the scenery of the lake is good, there is tea and no wine, but it is reasonable but not to talk about love.