The world is long, and the green mountains and long days are connected into a volume. In the painting, the remnant sun is dotted, the stream is squealing, and several water birds tear a long splash. The yellow horse eats the weeds comfortably, and the distant mountains contain daisies, and the peaks overlap. In the ink painting, a short-haired boy with a long sword squinting at a general in battle armor.

"This first question, Brother Lin drank a pot of wine from me. Qin Song opened his big mouth and showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, laughing.

"Is there anything particular?" Lin Ziyun asked.

"Because what I'm asking is the origin of Brother Lin. Qin Song looked respectful.

Lin Ziyun knew that someone would ask this question, and he had already thought about it. Lin Ziyun opened his mouth and said: "I am from Lizhou, and my family lives in a small village. His parents were farmers, and he was valued by his teacher when he was a child, and he was led into the mountains to learn art. When he returned, due to the war at home, only his little sister was left, and Lin had nothing to rely on, so he could only take his sister to Chang'an City to meet the opportunity. ”

"My guess is right, Brother Lin is a master of the world. Qin Song clenched his fists.

Lin Ziyun lifted his hands, squinted his eyes and said, "Brother Qin has this question, I already know it, but what are the last two questions?"

Qin Song saw that he didn't have a trace of a cultivator's posture, and he had a good impression, but he was not in a hurry to speak. He held a piece of gravel and crouched down to carve it in the rock. Lin Ziyun was not in a hurry, he looked slowly, the handwriting was bent, and the pen was expressive. A white-bearded old man with an old dragon bell is painted in a crooked manner, with a rickety body. The style of painting gradually turns, and the work is slowly clear.

On the top of Qingyan, an old woman carried a basket on her back, and inside the basket was a few grass seedlings of crops. The old man was planting seeds in the fields barefoot, surrounded by countless poisonous snakes. The old man's face was not panicked, but the vicissitudes of perseverance and the toiling people.

Qin Song saw that Lin Ziyun could see it, and sighed slightly.

"Brother Lin, do you know what this painting is and what it means?"

Lin Ziyun has been in Xiaoyang Village for some time and knows the hardships of farmers. When nations go to war, it is often the workers at the bottom who suffer. The perennial conquest and military service have taken away many young laborers, and many families have only fifty or sixty old people left to grow crops at home. Moreover, the annual taxes paid are extremely harsh, and the kingdom leases farmland to farmers, and collects rent and household taxes every year, as well as population taxes, resulting in miserable people's livelihood.

This picture of rice planting shows that the tax is as fierce as a tiger and more poisonous than a poisonous snake. Lin Ziyun was quite touched for a while, lamenting the hardships of the low-level laborers and the darkness of society.

"Brother Qin, I don't know why I have this question?" Lin Ziyun didn't know what his question was.

"This painting was made by a seven-year-old child from a family in Biansai. Everywhere the horse's hooves passed, it should have been the sadness of iron blood and death on the battlefield, but the misery I saw in the world with my own eyes that day knew that in this world, whether it was Qin Xing or Qin death, it was the people who suffered. Qin Songhu's eyes were full of tears.

Lin Ziyun didn't know how to appease him, and he didn't expect that this iron-blooded man also had a warm side. Just listen to him slowly talk about the following.

"My second question is to ask about the way back for the people in the world. Qin Song gritted his teeth one by one, with tears in his eyes.

Lin Ziyun listened, and his heart was like thunder.

He has never thought about where the return of the people in the world is, he is a selfish person, it can be said that his greatest ideal and ambition is to make others look down on him, and cultivating to become an immortal is his biggest goal at present. Lin Ziyun quietly looked at Qin Song, who had no spiritual power fluctuations on his body, and he was already slowly standing up straight.

Qin Song asked this, which deserved his respect.

"Who asked me about the way back?" Lin Ziyun said slowly.

"Brother Qin, I can't answer this question. You can be the emperor, or I will be the emperor. The return of the common people in the world is not here, no matter which dynasty or generation, no matter which family is the emperor, Li Min has no so-called way back. Lin Ziyun's tone was heavy.

"In the first half of my life, I only thought about making meritorious contributions and killing enemies. But you know what? I was killing and killing, killing and killing. I can dream of countless children being homeless, countless women and children dying in the wilderness. Kill one person, but one family dies. Killing one person and destroying a country will make more people lose their homes and countries. Qin Song staggered.

Lin Ziyun grabbed his shoulder and smiled at him.

Qin Song originally seemed to have lost his soul, but he saw Lin Ziyun's clear gaze. The man in green clothes, his eyes were gentle, and he seemed to contain the sun, moon and stars, Qin Song didn't want him to see his gaffe, so he hurriedly covered his cheeky face and took a sip of old wine.

"I can't answer your second question because there's no way to answer it. Birth, old age, sickness and death are all ways back, the rise and fall of the country and the people cannot be the masters, even the emperor does not dare to say that his country is immortal. Guessing the outcome is sometimes not a good result, as long as there is a good policy, it may not be impossible to win peace for the people. Lin Zi said.

"The so-called destination, the flowering and falling is natural life and death. Mortals want fame and fortune, so they live more tired and miserable than flowers and plants. The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds and starve their bodies. General Qin, why are you leading the army to fight?" Lin Ziyun's eyes were clear.

"It used to be to kill, purely to kill the enemy. Now it's to save people and save the people. Qin Song spoke without hesitation.

"Blind killing can't get Chang'an. Lin Ziyun paused for a moment to realize how difficult it was to make peace.

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations. General Qin, only in this way may the peace survive forever, and it may be the destination of the common people in the world. Unexpectedly returning, only fighting for the way. Lin Ziyun's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Qin Song chewed on these words carefully, ecstatic.

"I understand, Brother Lin is really a god. The way back of the people is not under our control, but if what we do is beneficial to the people, it is equivalent to giving the people a good way home. Qin Song nodded and said.

In fact, what Lin Ziyun said was equivalent to not saying it, it was impossible for him to tell Qin Song about the modern socialist harmonious society. In fact, the ideal society is nothing more than peace, everyone talks about civilization, and establishes a new style. Throughout history, education is the foundation for strengthening the country and enriching the people, and the economy and productive forces are the most fundamental reasons for social development. However, even if Qin Song said these words, he couldn't understand them, and Lin Ziyun gave him a way back unexpectedly, seizing the day. It is talking about the method of enriching the country and strengthening the people, the heart for heaven and earth is about peace, the life of the people is about fairness and justice, and the following learning is about reading and passing on education, which is also about improving the quality of life of the people.

After listening to Lin Ziyun's words, Qin Song was like clearing the clouds and seeing the blue sky. He looked at Lin Ziyun with burning eyes, who was already prostrate and kneeling, with a sincere expression.

"Sir, my third question is to ask him if he would like to be my teacher. ”

The so-called teacher refers to the staff, the guest secretary. Qin Song's tone was sincere, and there was even a hint of eagerness, as if he was afraid that Lin Ziyun would refuse.

Lin Ziyun secretly said that he may not be able to do a career with his knowledge, and he is also hesitating, especially Qin Song's sincerity has moved him.

Although he knew that the ancients all performed such great rituals, he still found it difficult to accept it for a while. He moved to pull Qin Song up, but found that he was lying on the ground with his hands on the ground, his body was like a rock, and he didn't pull it.

If Mr. didn't agree, Qin would have to kneel. ”

Lin Ziyun saw that he was playing a scoundrel, but he was just like the people on the earth, and he laughed dumbly. He was cold by nature and was not in a hurry to answer. Lin Ziyun thought for a while and asked, "I would like to hear what the general's real third question is?"

Qin Song's eyes flickered slightly, and he saw that the man in the green shirt was carrying a long sword, he was really like an immortal in the sky, and he was stunned for a while. Qin Song secretly said in his heart: "This person is really the dragon and phoenix among people, Qin Song, Qin Song, you still wanted to try other people's real talents and learn before." ”

"Sir, my original third question was, the rise and fall of Great Qin, but it doesn't matter right now. Qin Song was silent after speaking.

The moon quietly climbed the branches, and the candles illuminated Chang'an City.

Qin Song took off his armor and put it on the horse, and Lin Ziyun walked side by side with him. After walking around a few long streets for a while, I came to a rather imposing mansion. Above the vermilion lacquer gate hangs a plaque of "Tianbao General's Mansion". On either side of the gate stood two majestic lions, as well as heavily armed guards with spears in their hands.

The two walked straight in, about a hundred paces away, and saw a low and wide building, the door was tightly closed, and in front of it was a small martial arts arena, full of all kinds of weapons and some stone chains and stone piers. Lin Ziyun glanced at a few soldiers who were practicing their conduct here and walked to the courtyard behind the pond with Qin Song.

"Another village. Lin Ziyun couldn't help but sigh.

There is nothing unique in the pond of the General's Mansion, it is autumn, and the lotus is withered, like a spear with a handle stuck upside down in the pond. The bright firelight, the printed pool of broken gold glass. The two walked across the wooden bridge, and Qin Song whistled.

A black giant eagle, the size of a young pig, let out a long roar, and landed on Qin Song's shoulder as if it were spinning.

"This is my good brother. Qin Song stroked the falcon standing on his shoulder. The bird seemed to be psychic, and was not afraid of the living. Lin Ziyun was relatively cold, but he didn't react. Qin Song intended to show off with his new friend and confidant, but he didn't expect Lin Ziyun to seem surprised and disappointed.

"It's called cold-blooded, don't look at its small size, and adult men are not necessarily its opponents. Qin Song said slightly, looking at the black giant eagle dotingly.

Lin Ziyun looked at the bird and found that it did not have the fishy smell of birds and beasts, and the bird seemed to be woodcut. As the name suggests, cold-blooded. Lin Ziyun saw that Qin Song was happy, and he didn't want to save his face, so he praised a few words, which made him quite useful.

Lin Ziyun didn't practice for a day, and he was a little unaccustomed to it. He was in high spirits, and he used his mind to observe his surroundings. His consciousness was stronger than his eyes, and he suddenly smelled blood. Looking for the past, it turned out to be from the top of this falcon.

"Brother Qin, you eagle, are you injured? I smell a smell of blood. Lin Ziyun asked Qin Song.

That Qin Song laughed and replied: "This is cold-blooded, it eats flesh and blood every day, and it is normal to have some meat." Mr. must be overly concerned. ”

Qin Song originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Lin Ziyun's eyes looking at him lightly, he was already a little suspicious. Cold blood fell on his palm, Qin Song observed carefully, and sure enough, he saw a trace of blood. If you don't look closely, you can't notice that there is a nail-sized blood hole under the cold-blooded wings, and the feathers next to it have been dyed red.

"Someone!" Qin Song was furious, not caring that Lin Ziyun was still by his side. The injury of his pet is a big deal for him. This eagle accompanied him from birth to death, and was already regarded as a brother.

A few soldiers patrolling here ran over and stood up straight. Qin Songhu's eyes were full of anger, his pupils were already dilated, and they were covered with bloodshots. "You're guarding here, have you ever seen anyone approaching Coldblood?"

In the General's Mansion, someone hurt his pet, and Qin Song's body trembled.

"Back to the general, the prince of Nalan has been here in the afternoon. The leader of the squad stepped forward and said.

"Nalan Changxing?"

"Yes, it's him. The man replied.

When Qin Song heard this name, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"I see, let's go. Qin Song nodded and said to the soldiers. Seeing Lin Ziyun standing beside him, Qin Song held back his anger, smiled awkwardly and said, "Family ugly, let Mr. see it and laugh." ”

Lin Ziyun was surprised in his heart who dared to cause trouble in the General's Mansion, and became curious.

"That man is the staff I invited back, but this man is very arrogant, and although he is talented, he cannot be used. Qin Song said slightly. Lin Ziyun knew that he hadn't finished speaking, and listened quietly.

There is a saying in the rivers and lakes that describes him called a sword to cut the moon, and this person has superb swordsmanship. Nalan's family has a sword valley full of maniacs with swords. On the rivers and lakes, they are all first-class masters, this Nalan Changxing is the fourth generation of the Nalan family, one of the nine sons of Nalan, and the swordsmanship is even more passed down like a god. ”

Qin Song sighed and continued: "It is not unreasonable for this person to be called a sword to cut the moon, this person's swordsmanship is indeed extremely powerful. I've only seen him shoot once, and he killed a master in the rivers and lakes, using only one sword. But he deceived me like this today, if it was really the cold-blooded nature of his injury, the iron spear in my hand must try the power of this Nalan Changxing sword to cut the moon today. ”

Martial arts master, these four words can be said to be Lin Ziyun's impression of Nalan Changxing from Qin Song's words.

Qin Song came to an attic, knocked on the door and shouted, "Nalan Gongzi ......"

No one in the house replied, Qin Song shouted a few words, and he wanted to kick open the door of the house.

Lin Ziyun saw that he was anxious, and he had already observed it with his divine sense. Strange things, there seemed to be an extremely faint aura in the room, and even he felt a faint danger. Lin Ziyun signaled Qin Song not to worry, and secretly said that things were interesting.

No one opened the door in the attic room, and suddenly there was a soft sound and slowly opened. Inside the room stood a man of medium stature, dressed in white.

When Qin Song saw that figure, he suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Nalan Gongzi, my falcon doesn't know what to be sorry for you, Qin is here to apologize." ”

The white clothes are like snow, the people are like jade, and the body is like a sword. Sure enough, he is a master of swordsmanship, Lin Ziyun said secretly. However, this person has such a big shelf, and General Tianbao doesn't give him face, and he is arrogant. gave Lin Ziyun the feeling at first glance that this person was very young, too young. And he has an extraordinary, superb, and cold temperament.

"General Qin, this evil obstacle took advantage of my sword practice and caught my spirit snake to eat. I just punished me slightly, but I didn't expect to alarm General Tianbao. Nalan Changxing turned around and looked at Qin Song and said lightly.

The long sword on Lin Ziyun's body was unaffected and a little jumpy at the moment when this person turned around. Lin Ziyun was taken aback, he saw that Nalan Changxing was like a peach blossom, wearing a thin white shirt, and his black hair was all over his head, and he felt that this person was extraordinary.

The two looked at each other, and Nalan Changxing looked at Qin Song with a cold expression. Suddenly, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and looked at the long sword behind Lin Ziyun with a fiery gaze, revealing a cold gaze.

Qin Song was already angry, and seeing him so contemptuous, he was really angry. Qin Song snorted coldly, and a pair of fleshy palms used a strong palm power to slap towards Nalan Changxing. But when he saw the man in white, he didn't dodge or dodge. Nalan Changxing's body didn't bother to move, and there was a sneer and disdain on the corner of his mouth.

Eight sword shadows suddenly flashed in the room, turning into flash light and stabbing at Qin Song. Qin Song was startled when he saw the sudden change. hurriedly withdrew his hand and resisted. But the sword light was as unstoppable as Changhong, and he used his fists and feet together, desperately resisting.

Nalan Changxing's faint voice sounded in Qin Song's ears: "Let your life go, don't mess with me." ”

The sword god is like him, he is like the sword god, this is Nalan Changxing.

"I like your sword, leave it and you go. ”

One sword, two swords, three or four swords, five swords, six swords, seven or eight swords, flew into the heavens and the earth with countless swords. The sword god of the Nalan family stared at the scene.