Looking at the distance, Cheng Zhu was in his chest, and said in his heart: "Forgive me for your little pianist, how much can a pariah make waves? How dare you bully the Hou family?" Wang Sanchuan is his heart, and he has been pampered since he was a child, and he is reluctant to hit half of it, but he was beaten yesterday like a pig's head. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In case of accidents, before dawn, Qunfang Pavilion was surrounded by water, and the net was cast, and the rest was to collect fish. Who would have thought that the door of Qunfang Pavilion was open, two candles were lit on the candlestick, and in the faint light, a square table, a white-haired man, and a pot of strong tea, were leisurely and complacent, and said with a smile: "The waiting master came early." ”

Wang Sanchuan pointed at him and said, "Daddy is the one who beat me!"

Wangyuan instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he still waved his hand and ordered: "Come on, get it for me." ”

Jun Qianyan took a sip of tea and asked unhurriedly: "Wait, I don't know what the Hou Ye is doing with me?" Although Jun is a Confucian student, he is also my Dayue people, the Son of Heaven is a clear scholar, the legal system is arrogant, and the royal family and nobles do not dare to act nonsense. ”

Wangyuan Hou replied: "The law can govern the country, and the crime cannot be forgiven! You are a person who has been assigned to serve in the army, how dare you flee privately? You do not think about the worries of the country, but only covet your own pleasures, and this crime should be punished!" The words were sonorous and did not leak.

Jun Qianyan said indifferently: "This is a mistake, the frontier has been flattened, the war has been extinguished, the saint has mercy, the world is merciful, the dream of relatives is realized, the old age is old, the love is renewed, and all the troops will return home, Jun is just one step ahead, what is the crime? On the battlefield, defeat the strong enemy, destroy the enemy, Jun has a merit to the community! What is the crime? Stir up the evil atmosphere, the words cleanse the ghosts, the piano leads the world, Jun saves the 200,000 army in fire and water, what is the crime?"

Recently, there have been rumors in the DPRK and China, and it is extremely difficult to believe the fallacies, and he looks at the distance and despises him: "What kind of ability do you have for a weak scholar?

"I can prove it!"

"I can prove it!"

"I can prove ......"

The smoke is mighty, swallowing thousands of miles, the brigade of people and horses come by the wind and waves, the military power is strong, and the wolf smoke is killed, yesterday it was still a little sheep, and today it has become a gray wolf. If you ask a man how he can stand, he walks back and forth on the battlefield.

The black horse in front, the mane is shiny, the four hooves are galloping, the snow is not traceless, the Lu Nanbi, the red rabbit is difficult to win, immediately sit upright, eight feet tall, white face and beard, waist and shoulders wide, yesterday a thousand people, today Zhang Sanye!

Although Zhang San was promoted to an official position, he couldn't get into his eyes yet, and he looked at the distance and said disdainfully: "With you, a reckless man, dare to go against me?"

"Shout, Hou Ye is so majestic. "Twenty or thirty people walked slowly on the west path, the gong opened the way, the bells and drums rang in unison, eight people carried the sedan chair, strutted forward, the sedan chair fell, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites stepped out, his face was round and ruddy, his eyebrows were long-lived, his silver beard was eight points, the corners of his mouth were always smiling, and everyone was afraid of him like a tiger.

If Zhang San was born from the grassroots, Zhang Shilang would be a nobleman, looking at the distance and frowning, although the matter was a little unexpected, but it could still be controlled, and asked: "Do you really want to wade into this troubled water?"

"It's so lively, I can't say I have to make up for it. "Zhang Shilang's front foot just fell, Wang Shilang's back foot arrived, looking at the distance and waiting for the face was ugly, knowing that today's things are afraid that they will not be good.

The matter is far from over, clustered and embraced, and there is a team of people and horses, heroic and cool, the heroine of the female middle school, Nangong Feixue came, with plain hair and a bun, white clothes and a covered body, holding a spear, why should a beauty be rouge? Women are especially better than bearded eyebrows! There is still a burly man who comes with a big man, with a wide face and lips, eyes like copper bells, and his mouth is like a hanging lamp, wearing a general's hundred battle armor, although he is a year of flowers, he can bend a bow and shoot geese, galloping in the north, carrying a knife across a horse to break the Tartars, and the general of Yongzhen Biansai: "Hou Ye, Nangong Lie is also here." ”

The pressure of the three parties, even if it is looking far away, has to weigh it, gritted his teeth, and said stiffly: "What do you mean? Collective rebellion?"

The sound of the gong spread for thousands of miles, who did not know from far and near, the flag was 800 exhibitions, the gale was severe, and the roadside all knelt down, Wang Sun let three points, and the official was the best, when the dynasty was 9,000 years old! Wang Yuanhou hurriedly got out of the way, and said respectfully: "Participate in the 9,000-year-old adult." Who knew that the other party didn't like him at all, with a smile on his face, he went straight to Qunfang Pavilion.

The bad thoughts in his heart expanded more and more, and the cold sweat flowed, he couldn't afford to offend the nine-thousand-year-old acquaintance, but the matter was far from over, and the nine-thousand-year-old took out the holy decree and said: "Jun Qiandi, Hua Xiaohei, Hua Xiaobai will take the order." ”

Fengtian carrier, the emperor's edict said, foreign wars, the lives of the miserable, the luck of the people, the chaos of the frontier, many years of difficult peace, I am very blocked, but the king of a thousand deaths, to solve my worries, to quell the chaos meritorious, to raise the prestige of my Dayue, the two countries to repair a hundred years of good, since then the border is stable, the life of the four seas, I am very relieved, breaking a hundred years of Chen Ju, the king of a thousand deaths for the king of freedom!

As soon as the holy decree was issued, Guangling was in an uproar, looking far away and waiting for cold sweat to be soaked, the whole person was on the verge of collapse, soft to the ground, and muttered to himself: "King Xiaoyao! King Xiaoyao, the first king of the opposite sex in Yue Kingdom!" The more he said, the more bitter he became: "Chuan'er, let's go." He knew in his heart that the other party was already unshakable, and it would be extra gracious not to pursue him.

During the banquet, Zhang Shilang, Wang Shilang, and Nangong Lie took turns toasting, praising him as a young hero, but he always felt that the three of them looked at him strangely, just like an old fox looking at a chicken, who would not rob the aunt? Black and white impermanence has also become a hot character, and at a young age, he is a first-class guard with a knife in front of the emperor, and his achievements in the future are unlimited. In the next few days, Sister Hua received a soft hand in receiving gifts, and she pointed to cramps with ingots. The people who came to Qunfang Pavilion to propose relatives even broke through the threshold, and even some people knew that Jun Qianyan couldn't compare, and pointed the finger at black and white impermanence.

Although Sister Hua opened a green building, but the building took in most miserable women, in this troubled world there is no way to walk this way, but this road is not a long-term livelihood, you can hire some masters to teach them skills, or learn some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or learn some knitting women, so that they can have a survival ability in this troubled times, and gradually become good, so that they can rely on the old and support the old, which is the result of the agreement between Sister Hua and Jun Qianyan.

Time passed in a hurry, it was early winter, the three brothers in the attic sat down, talked about the past and the present, chanted poems against each other, Bai Wuchang drunkenly said: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, the old black to you." ”

The old black blushed and said, "The dog man and woman on the bed, among them are you." Pointing at Bai Wuchang's nose and laughing.

After drinking wine in the middle of the night, they were a little drunk, black and white impermanence fell asleep on the table, Jun Qianyan took off his clothes and put them on for the two, bowed three times to the two, and walked away: "Jun's road is too difficult, you two have paid enough for me, take care." ”

He went to the east, to the direction of the imperial city, to the mystery in his heart, to enter the immortal gate, the cultivator. Only by mastering a certain strength can we grasp our destiny and uncover the mystery.

In the early morning, the morning sun was born, the glow of the sun, shining comfortably on the face, looking at it, on the ground level, two thin figures were waiting silently, without further words, solemnly said: "Let's go." ”

Brothers, never abandon, life and death depend on each other.

Stability means stability, mind, tranquility and stability. Ancheng is the capital of the Yue country, which sets the hearts of the people, calms the world, and stabilizes the world. The king of Yue is virtuous, the people are rich and the country is strong, thriving, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

In recent days, Ancheng has been extremely lively, for no other reason, the fairy road will be opened, and the streets and alleys are all talked, stepping on the fairy road, forgetting the mortal, being easy to be a person, and difficult to become an immortal. All directions converged, and crowds surged, just for the void immortal fate.

Ancheng is already overcrowded, whether it is a peddler or pawn, or a dignitary, or even a princess and grandson, they all gather here, looking at the sky from afar, waiting for the arrival of immortals.

The golden light is full of sky, Xiacai Ruili, a hundred flowers pave the way, the glass is the platform, the crane string dance, the Luan Feng sings, the Ruicai thousands, the mist is ten thousand, the eight directions gather, Kyushu is turbulent, and the saint Yao is ten directions!

The shadow of the three dusts from Shenghua slowly descended, and a woman on the left side stood with her head up, cardamom fragrant, wearing a willow gauze cloud sleeve bird skirt, black hair hanging down her waist, and a clear veil covering her face. On the right side is a handsome young man, with plain hair in a bun, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a standard Taoist dress.

"Ling is afraid of death?" In a remote corner, three figures stood and spoke Bai Wuchang, since the last time he saw Ling Yun, he had positioned the other party as a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death.

The first old man to stand an old man, bone road fairy wind, white hair and white beard, holding eight treasure jade Ruyi, wearing a wide road robe, looking around, eyes as sharp as a sword, no one who dares to look at him, the old man said loudly: "Pity the suffering of the world, cross all living beings, and those who are destined can enter my door." ”

After finishing speaking, the three of them said respectfully towards the sky: "Please come down to the fairy road!"

"Boom!"

The sky trembled, the wind and clouds stirred, and a behemoth descended, covering the sky, covering the sun and the moon, and a strong sense of oppression came from it, and many people could not bear this coercion, and fell to their knees to show their piety.

"Dengxian Road!"

This road is too huge, a section into the clouds, a section through the ground, majestic and magnificent, the waves are vast, as if the heaven and the earth can not contain its body, the ancient road is mottled, dark red color, as if blood is poured, there are cracks on the road, shocking, and even some places have to be broken into two, but it just does not fall, standing between heaven and earth.

This road runs through the two worlds of immortals and demons, and there is no way to trace the long history, no one knows where it came from, only that it is the path of connection, or that it has another purpose, it is waiting, waiting for the fate of fate, opening the past long ago......