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A pair of dark eyes stared at the flying figure in mid-air, and his eyes were immersed in the duel between the two masters.

This battle can be called wonderful, winning the cheers of the guards from time to time, and gradually awakening the blood of the men in the courtyard who have been fighting on the battlefield for many years.

When the winner is decided, the result is not so important.

At least, in Qin Shuo's opinion, his father, who was able to fight well and was superb in martial arts, only used fifty percent of his strength at most; And the dustless master is obviously merciful.

Seeing Wuchen looking at him, Qin Shuo, who was excited, hurriedly saluted, and then saw his father beckoning to him.

"Dog Qin Shuo."

"Don't hurry up and meet the master!"

"Meet the Master!"

The male voice sounded in the courtyard, and Qin Shuo, who saluted again, looked at the old man with white hair in front of him, and could not hide his excitement; For this monk who has been respected by his father for many years, he is full of respect.

The smiling Wuchen nodded again and again, waved his hand and ordered the guest monk to move the rattan chair, and the three of them sat down in the courtyard again.

"It's been fifteen years since I said goodbye to Hanting." Holding the teapot, dustless and embarrassing.

"I still remember that back then, when the prince left Beijing, the prince was still in infancy, and he had grown up in a blink of an eye." Filling the empty teacup, Wuchen nudged it in front of Qin Maozhen, the king of Qi.

"It's almost sixteen, and I'm still stunned, and I only know how to mix in the army all day long, but I call the master to laugh." Glaring at his son beside him, Qin Maozhen replied.

"Where? The prince has always been heroic, and the prince is young and talented, and with your teachings, he will also be the pillar of the country in the future; The prince is really too humble. ”

Look at the appearance to know its nature, look at its eyes to know its heart. This child has a pair of righteous eyes.

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"The prince returned to Beijing this time, but he recovered?"

"Yes, I arrived on the 10th day of April and took command of the Gyeonggi Guard."

"Then the poor monk congratulates the prince on his hard work!"

"When he left Beijing, the king was disheartened, but he was reminded by the master, so he did not let go of his ambitions, so that he has today. Qin is really grateful! ”

"Lord Wang, your mind is still too heavy!" Sighing softly, Master Wuchen's gaze at Qin Maozhen was implied with compassion. "When I first saw him, the poor monk said this, put down the butcher's knife, and became a Buddha on the ground; Only by letting go of the hatred in your heart can you attain true salvation! ”

"Master, Qin understands what you mean, but this alone really can't be done!"

The right hand holding the teacup burst out with green tendons, Qin Maozhen's eyes were red, and he looked at the son beside him who also looked resentful: "The king's mother, Shuo'er's mother-in-law, and those robes who were born and died, and have been called confidants since childhood, are all drowned in that accident because of this king!" Master, the hatred of killing his mother and wife, the hatred of slaughtering friends and destroying relatives, how do you ask Qin to let go? How can you put it down?! ”

"Amitabha!" Looking at the figure in front of him who was still obsessed, he regretted Wuchen, and finally closed his eyes helplessly, and silently recited the mantra of death......

The glorious Sanskrit sound brings peace of mind, and I pray that the countless souls who have passed away can ascend to bliss and be liberated from eternal life......

Drinking the cold tea in the cup in one gulp, immersed in hatred, King Qi, who was excited, finally calmed down in the bursts of death spells.

"This time, Qin met the master, one is to meet old friends, and the other is to introduce dogs; You and I can be called friends of the year, and I may be disturbed from time to time in the future, and I hope that the master will take it in! ”

Qin Shuo on the side also had a smile on his face, he was amazed by the master's kung fu just now, if he could learn one and a half moves in the future, it would be great!

"Lord Wang, you and I are old friends, do you still pay attention to being so polite?!"

Haha laughed, dustless stroked his beard, "Poor monks are welcome!" ”

***

The quiet purple bamboo forest, surrounded by white mist, filled with bamboo fragrance, walking on the green grass and moss, intoxicated in this picturesque beauty, is really like being in a fairyland.

Two slender figures ran happily in the forest, and bursts of crisp women's laughter echoed in the forest; A few birds flew away, and it also alarmed a figure hidden behind the bamboo leaves in the high part of the bamboo forest.

"It's so beautiful!" Guo Lanxin, who was dressed in a light green skirt, exclaimed.

Suddenly opened his arms, let the skirt yarn fly in the sudden wind, Guo Lanxin, who closed his eyes, smelled the bamboo fragrance in the mist fiercely, greedy and intoxicated......

Then, the tied bun was scattered, and the pale green hairband fluttered into the air, and in the exclamation of the autumn cicada, Guo Lan's hair like a waterfall fell lightly......

"Miss, what should I do? The headband was blown away! The autumn cicada, stomping his feet and looking anxious, could only helplessly watch the hairband being blown away by the wind.

"It's okay, like this...... It's comfortable! Guo Lanxin, who was still with his eyes closed, muttered softly; This beautiful bamboo forest reminded her of her previous life and the days before it, which was the most precious time in her life combined......

Zhang Yingning, the sister who is one year older, will always be so tolerant, love her, and leave her the best things. will always take her to the bamboo forest in the courtyard to play in the summer season, digging bamboo shoots, picking mushrooms, listening to the wind, and watching birds...... The verdant bamboo forests and narrow tree-lined paths in Yangshan have left countless fond memories for the sisters, which she will reminisce for many years after her separation......

Sister, sister is reborn!

Where are you? Will it be...... Yangshan Zhang Huining's sister?

Someday, sister, I will definitely meet you and my father again!

Swearing deeply in her heart, Guo Lanxin opened her crystal eyes, and her eyes crossed with determination.

***

A big dark hand suddenly stretched out, caught the fluttering pale green hairband in mid-air, and when it came close, a light fragrance of her daughter suddenly came to her face.

The sharp black eyes gradually fell, staring at the thin figure in the bamboo forest that still opened its arms and was intoxicated, and quickly flashed doubts, amazements, and confusion......

I don't know why, although the girl in front of him is still childish, he sees desolation and solemnity in him, and also experiences a kind of absolute and elegant beauty......

It was a very ordinary dress, a normal green gauze dress, and it was not even as good as the maid costume around him; But I can't hide the nobility and calmness that exudes from the inside out!

That kind of vulgar temperament is beyond its own appearance, which makes the viewer confused and confused, but he can't help but want to explore and pursue......

The fingers that were about to be spread out suddenly quickly retracted, and he was a little reluctant to throw away the hairband in his hand; This feeling has never been felt before! Secretly cursed to himself, the ghost sent the gods, and for the first time, he was full of hesitation, but he actually put the hairband into his arms.

A long bamboo whistle suddenly sounded in the forest, interrupting the man's thoughts in an instant. A pair of complicated eyes swept over the pale green figure in the bamboo forest again, high in the air, he finally jumped a few times with thin lips pursed, and the figure quickly disappeared into the hidden bamboo leaves.

The wind was still blowing, and Guo Lanxin, who was immersed in the fragrance of bamboo, was slightly stunned at the moment when the bamboo whistle came, and then shook his head, chuckling and calling the autumn cicada to the next destination, Lingyun Pavilion.

***

Passing through the lush purple bamboo forest, along the white stone steps up nearly 100 meters, you will arrive at the halfway point of Weiming Mountain, where the Lingyun Pavilion of Ci'en Temple is built.

After climbing for nearly a moment, Guo Lanxin, who was already sweating lightly, leaned against a cypress tree to stabilize his figure, secretly sighed at the weakness of his body, rested for a while, and finally arrived at the pavilion with the autumn cicada.

I saw a few pines and cypresses in front of me, a vast sea of clouds under my feet, and a blue and clear sky overhead, which was indeed the answer to the word "Lingyun".

A pair of bright eyes swept across the path in front of the pavilion, and the forest of stone carvings and steles stood in a forest, after the wind and rain, gathered the good words and good sentences of dozens of talents who climbed the pavilion in the past hundred years.

The slender fingers swiped over the small characters engraved on the seal, and Guo Lan's expression was complicated.

The title of the gold list is on the rise. From ancient times to the present, how many young talents have been in the cold window for ten years, looking forward to Lingyun, dreaming of one day being able to glorify their ancestors and be a great minister!?

If they knew that more than ten years later, a peddler pawn who could be called vulgar in the eyes of everyone ascended to the throne and opened the curtain of national chaos, would they cry out to the sky and the earth, and beat their chests?

If, they knew, then in the next few decades, "the princes and princes will have a kind of Xiangning, and the soldiers and horses will be strong." "It is said to be fashionable, the heroes are competing for the deer, and the recklessness is coming out one after another, will they still adhere to the creed of the imperial examination, loyal ministers and good generals?

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"Miss, your skirt is torn!"

Qiu Cicada, who was sitting in the pavilion, suddenly let out an exclamation, trotted in front of Guo Lanxin, and lifted the skirt behind Guo Lanxin with one hand.

Sure enough, the fluttering skirt had a big hole, and the light green silk robe inside was also torn, and the white undershirt could almost be seen through the gaps.

It must have been scratched by thorns on the side of the road when I was going up the mountain.

With a sigh, Guo Lanxin looked at a large stone monument near the front, and found that there were several dense cypress trees behind him, which could be avoided.

"Do you have a needle and thread with you?"

Seeing that the other party nodded, she raised her eyebrows, pointed to the back of the stone tablet and said, "Go to the leeward place over there and repair it briefly." ”

The two walked quickly to the back of the stele, and when they turned to the back, they found that the back of the stele was concave, and the space was quite spacious.

Listening to the silence in the forest, Guo Lanxin let go of her heart, took off her skirt, and untied the skirt belt, which was conducive to the autumn cicada sewing in the back.

After a few stitches, the autumn cicada, who was afraid of people, trembled a little: "Miss, if this is discovered, you ......"

"What are you hesitating about, girl? I'll finish sewing you and I'll go down the mountain early! Urging softly, Guo Lanxin couldn't help but be impatient, now the situation of this body is not good, if something happens again, then she really can't think about the result.

As he was talking, he heard a few rapid footsteps below. The two of them, who were in a hurry, suddenly fell silent and leaned their bodies against the stele.

Soon, a loud and rough male voice sounded throughout the pavilion: "Master Shuo, is this what the master said about Lingyun Pavilion?" It's no different from other places! ”

Before the words fell, a clear male voice had already added: "Hu Sanman, you are really a barbarian!" Thanks to Childe, I let you read the book for nearly half a year, and until now, I still don't understand anything! ”

"Ahh I only read for literacy! It's okay to let me fight, but if you're like you, you just fiddle with something sour every day, that's a headache! ”

The rugged big man raised his fist and shook it suddenly at the young man in his twenties, dressed as a scholar, so frightened that the young man hurriedly retreated behind the master in the pavilion, revealing half of his body, but he didn't forget to refute in his mouth: "You, who are you scolding for being a sour Confucian?" You're a reckless, a brute, a thug! ”

"Hahaha——!"

Looking at the funny appearance of the two of them fighting, Qin Shuo, who was sitting in the pavilion, couldn't help laughing out loud anymore.

patted the big man Hu Sanman on the shoulder, and then looked at the timid scholar Wu Yong who was dodging behind him, and he shook his head.

"You two...... Can't you stop for a while?! Seeing each other every day has to be like a cockfight, fighting from the border city to the capital. One only knows how to use his fists, and the other relies on a mouth, and the whole thing is what people say, and the show meets the soldiers, and it is unreasonable to say! ”

A lesson came from the mouth of a man who was not yet eighteen years old, but it touched the bottom of the hearts of the two, and they blushed with shame; also amused Guo Lanxin's master and servant behind the monument.

"Flutter-" With a sound, Qiu Cicada couldn't help laughing, and Guo Lanxin hurriedly reached out to cover her tender red lips.

But I heard a cold shout from the pavilion, "Who——?! ”

As soon as the words fell, Qin Shuo in the pavilion had already jumped a few times and ran to the front of the sound stele. The inquiring gaze swept around the stele, holding its breath as it turned to the back of the stele like electricity.

Two shallow breaths made him frown, and a pair of tiger eyes faintly glanced at a broken light green skirt through the dense cypress trees. Further up, he saw a small face the size of a palm, and saw a pair of frightened almond eyes, and those eyes were clearly begging.

His eyes were shocked, and he hurriedly raised his hand and waved away Hu Sanman and Wu Yong, who were following him. Quickly, Qin Shuo turned his back, wiped away the surprise in his eyes, and shook his hand at the two of them with a chuckle.

"Nothing, maybe this son heard it wrong......"

"How is it possible, my subordinates seem to have heard some ...... just now" Wu Yong on the side hesitated, "Do you need your subordinates and Sanman to investigate again?" ”

"That's it, when I was young, I still had to have a meal with Master Wuchen and my father, so let's go down the mountain as soon as possible."

Kuaiyu refused, and Qin Shuo, who didn't want to say more, hurriedly walked down the mountain, and the two who were still suspicious had to put down and quickly follow the little master in front.

The noisy Lingyun Pavilion gradually regained its calm, and Guo Lanxin's master and servant, who were beating wildly, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Great! Miss, we were not found! Patting his chest, the frightened Qiu Cicada finally put a heart in his stomach and said happily.

How can it be?

Guo Lanxin, who had a calm face, showed a chuckle, and looked at the cypress tree in front of him with complicated eyes......

She couldn't forget the surprised gaze when she found herself, the dark man's tiger eyes, clearly insight into everything in front of her......

So, she pleaded silently! Because, in the conversation she heard earlier, she felt that the man had a heart that was kind to his subordinates!

Sure enough, she made the right bet!

Sighing, she raised her eyes and urged the ignorant Qiu Cicada on the side: "Hurry up, you and me...... It's time to go down. ”