Mr. Haruma goes to the Linglong Workshop on Zijing Street every three times to play the piano, sometimes there are new songs, sometimes there are not, and even so, it has already made Yuezhou practitioners flock to it.

Lanting assembly is famous for the elegant collection of the two roads in the south of the Yangtze River, it has been more than 1,000 years since the Eastern Jin Dynasty, according to legend, the sage of calligraphy here wrote the famous calligraphy of the ages "Lanting Collection Preface", when the establishment of this practice event, there was only the collection of late spring, I don't know from which year, there are three more episodes of summer, autumn and winter.

On May 26 of the second year of Longxing, located in the shade of Huiji Mountain, 30 miles away from the suburbs of Yuezhou, it was crowded early in the morning.

Cultivators from the two provinces in the south of the Yangtze River have occupied the territory near the Lanting Pavilion early on, and the inner and outer three layers are almost impassable, except for the Shanyin stream in the middle with a radius of 100 meters, which is called the Lanting Qushui, which is empty.

At noon, the officials of the Yuezhou Mansion came out to preside over the order, stopped the private fights that occurred from time to time, and then bombarded the cultivators who were not qualified to occupy the inner positions.

There is such chaos every season, and there are always those who think they are clever, thinking that they can take advantage of the troubled waters to fish, and they can get closer to the winding water by drilling camp kung fu or private bribery, but in fact it is useless.

The state government has enough experience in organizing the Lanting rally, and it may be possible to turn a blind eye to other things, and the ranking of the Lanting rally is very important, and the officials dare not be careless, let alone nonsense.

So when the sun was in the west, outside the Lanting Qushui, all the sects and factions had already sat down according to the rules.

The farther out, the farther away from the Lanting Qushui, the weaker the power and influence of the sect, and the Yuezhou Qinglian Guan couldn't even squeeze into the fourth circle, so he could only fall into the outermost with those cultivators who had no sect and no sect, such as Gongsun Pang and the like.

The two most prominent courtyards in the south of the Yangtze River, such as Yuezhou Tianmu Academy, Gusu Taihu Academy, Yuhang Lingyin Temple, and Tiantai Guoqing Temple, are ranked in the innermost circle together with representatives of court officials.

Bu Jingping, who had just returned to Jiangnan from Bianjing and had not yet had time to take office, sat in the middle of a group of court officials, feeling the majesty of sitting in the first row, and secretly said in his heart: "This is the status." ”

He is the eldest son of the prefect of Jiaxing Bu Hongxuan, in Bianjing for seven years, he has made a lot of friends, this time he went south to Yuezhou, but also held Yu Zhaozhong's handwritten instructions, although he only came to do the experience of the salt transportation division, a small official from the seventh grade, but the Yuezhou officialdom did not dare to despise him, this time not only invited him to Lanting Xiaji, but also accompanied by the brother-in-law of the Yuezhou prefect Liu.

"Brother Jingping is from Jiangnan, have you ever been to the Lanting Assembly before?" Governor Liu's brother-in-law is called Wang He, his name is elegant, but he is very vulgar and very good at stammering, obviously he is in his thirties, facing the twenty-six or seven steps, one by one, Brother Jingping is called very smooth.

"I often go to the Yishan Poetry Society in Bianjing, and the scene is much better than what I see in front of me. Bu Jingping's tone was firm, although he could only look at the Yishan Poetry Club from a distance every time, but this did not prevent him from posing as a Bianjing celebrity in front of the soil bun in front of him.

Wang He pretended to be fascinated on his face, but said in his heart: This step is obviously from Jiangnan, how can he not leave "when I was in Bianjing", it is really a time to forget his roots.

"Brother Jingping is really elegant. He nodded in agreement, just in time to catch a glimpse of Bu Jingping's somewhat strange expression, and hurriedly followed his eyes, only to see a group of people walking out of the phalanx of Tianmu Academy, heading in the direction of Lanting Qushui.

At the end of the crowd, there was a woman dressed in white, even if she only looked from the side, her appearance was amazing.

"Who is that woman?" Bu Jingping was stunned for a while.

Wang He was also stunned for a while, and said softly: "That's Tianmu Tu Yao...... Brother Jingping came from Bianjing, so he should know where she came from, right?"

"Where does she come from?" Bu Jingping suddenly exclaimed: "The surname is Tu, and the current right minister Tu Liangyi?"

Wang He lowered his voice and said in a complaining tone: "I also heard from my brother-in-law that Tianmu Tu Yao is the daughter of the Confucian Prime Minister Tu Liangyi. ”

Bu Jingping nodded suddenly, and suddenly felt a little lost in his heart, although he had been in Bianjing for seven years and spent countless amounts of silver, the circle of friends he could make was still far from that level.

"Brother Jingping?" Wang He leaned closer and said: "Yuezhou has beautiful mountains and clear waters, but it is not only a stunning woman in Tianmu Tu Yao, not to mention far away, only in Yuezhou City, there is one who is not inferior." ”

"Oh, tell me about it?" Bu Jingping was clearly intrigued. Bianjing is full of officials, he is the eldest son of the prefect, and he is not in the eyes of others at all, and now that he is back in Jiangnan, his mind can't help but be a little lively.

"That woman's background and cultivation are not as good as Tianmu Tu Yao, but she is gentle and elegant, and she is still a music and rhythm family. Brother Jingping, do you say it's rare?" Wang Hexin said, you kid robbed me of my fat difference, I will dig a pit for you and let you jump.

"Tell me who this woman is?"

Wang He looked at Bu Jingping's anxious appearance, as if he had seen the scene of him being twisted out of Yuezhou by the forces behind Linglong Fang, and said beautifully: "Mr. Qingshan......"

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In the upper reaches of the Lanting Qushui, in a quiet bamboo forest that the crowd can't see.

"My Uncle Nan said in March that he was going to come to Yuezhou, and since then there has been no news, how many people really haven't seen him?" The person who spoke was a Taoist priest in his forties, with a bony face and a slight frown.

In front of this Taoist priest, there are two monks and two Confucian scholars, namely the abbot of Lingyin Temple, Kongming, the abbot of Guoqing Temple, Cen Bingwen, the head of Taihu Academy, and Huaicang, the head of Tianmu Academy.

Looking at the other three slightly, there was a hint of surprise in their eyes, and Huaicang groaned: "This matter is strange, in March this year, it was not only you Nan Shibo who disappeared in Yuezhou......

"Oh?" the Taoist priest exclaimed, "Who else has been to Yuezhou in March?"

"A few days ago, a senior monk came to the White Horse Temple, saying that after Miao Ming Arhat came to Yuezhou, he didn't know where to go. "Monk Kongming said.

"And Qufu Konglin. Cen Bingwen replied.

The thin Daoist's face became ugly: "So, this matter is not just about me Kunlun...... Huaicang Mountain is long, and Tianmu Academy can be in Yuezhou. ”

His words were simple, but the four people in front of him all felt the pressure, especially Tianmu Huaicang.

"Even with the power of my Tianmu Academy, I can't keep your Uncle Nan, let alone Miao Ming Arhat and Qufu Kong Lin. Huaicang smiled a little sluggishly, and then said: "At the beginning of the month, there were visitors from the East China Sea who came to Yuezhou, and they came and went in a hurry, I am afraid it has something to do with this matter." ”

The thin Taoist priest also knew that he was right, if he wanted to keep Uncle Nan, even if he had the heart, the current Tianmu Academy would be powerless, and his face showed a trace of ruthlessness: "The evil moon is coming, is the old god ready to move again?"

"Venerable Master Boke once said, why did you come to Yuezhou?" Cihang probably thought of something.

"When Uncle Shi passed through Yuezhou twenty years ago, he once accepted a registered disciple, and he wanted to have something to do with it. What's the matter? What are Miao Ming and Kong Lin for?" asked the thin Taoist priest.

The four people in front of him all shook their heads and said nothing.