In the eleventh year of Emperor Shaojing, the fifth day of the first month of November, Qu Zou, Confucianism.

The snow is clear.

The winter sun is really difficult to drive away the cold, and they are projected through the confused clouds, and they all fall on the ice and snow, but they can only refract the helpless light.

The total area of more than 3,000 acres of Confucianism, thousands of years without an axe, the number of bay maples, the privet is like a pine, in the shadow, there are countless steles, the stars are in the sky.

In the middle of Confucianism, there is a horseback-shaped hill tomb up, there is an ancient tablet in front, the book is a big seal: "Dacheng is the most holy protector of the country Wencheng King Tomb", the calligraphy is simple and simple, and the strength is very. A giant tree in front of the tomb, dozens of thick hugs, high into the clouds, sparse branches unyielding, immortal, around the ten zhang ground, there is no other branch.

Not far from the wood, there are three huts, which are extremely old, and covered by heavy snow, which looks simply crumbling, which is really worrying.

In front of the hut, on a recliner, Qiu Yangming lay down loosely, a soft towel covered his face, and he didn't move.

Footsteps creaked until they came to a stop about five paces away. Qiu Yangming didn't get up, but just raised his left hand slightly, indicating that he had heard.

"Zigong... Is he already gone? ”

"Yes."

Laughing in a low voice, Qiu Yangming sat up and wiped his face with a soft towel.

"With the shortness of the king and the length of the other, I said that you would do this too much..."

"Hmm... Fortunately, I didn't let the people of our Wang family see it, just now, I really couldn't get off the stage! ”

The one who laughed happily was Wang Siqian, although he seemed to have tasted failure in something just now, he was still very relieved.

Not only did he fail to convince him, but he was also criticized by him. Of course, even you got involved. ”

Touching his head, recalling the tongue battle just now, Wang Siqian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"He went so far as to say that if we hadn't neglected our duties and let the undead grow up, he wouldn't have had to take this risk, because we didn't do our duty to get to where we are today... Although I was not convinced, I couldn't say anything about him. ”

"The power of words... In fact, I have always been a little confident, but I really can't fight against the first debater in Confucianism. ”

As he said this, he half-turned and looked behind him.

"Still, it's nothing... Because even Gonggong Zhong, who has not been out of the imperial capital for ten years, can't 'convince' Zigong, what is this little setback of mine? ”

"The body of the prince's daughter is on par with the old slave's cheap body... It's scary. ”

Coughing, after Wang Siqian, it was Zhong Da, who had always lived in the big house, his coughing body couldn't help shaking, he slowly approached, and fell to the ground.

"The two princes are above, and the old slave is polite."

Respectfully finishing the etiquette, Zhong Dafang stood up.

"I know joy and anger at a glance, a word into the hearts of the people, a strong and weak substitute, a king is easy to override, and Zigong is strong... The old slave finally got to know him today. ”

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The snow region matter is over, and the Yufei book of the platform informed the Confucian sect that he knew that the immortal had escaped again, and he won the respect of the tantric sect, which further strengthened Zigong's determination to "speak".

"Although I can't convince Mr. Zigong this time, I confirmed his goal, and it can be regarded as letting the old slave put down a stone..."

The voice was not loud, and it was interrupted by coughing from time to time, Zhong Da looked half-dead, but, looking at him, Qiu Yangming and Wang Siqian's expressions were very serious.

"Taiping Dao is very stubborn, fierce and unteachable... Your Majesty has been having a headache all the time, and it couldn't be better for Mr. to make a move. ”

With a chuckle, Wang Siqian said, "Really? ”

"You... Don't you have any regrets at all? ”

After being silent for a while, Zhong Da said slowly: "The eyes of the two princes are like torches, and the old slave can only dig out what he has in his heart. ”

"Indeed, if Mr. Zigong is dealing with Yuntai Mountain this time... Or the general king, the old slave, will definitely be even happier. ”

Clearly expressing his hostility towards the Emperor's heirs, Zhong Da didn't wait for the two of them to speak, and quickly said, "Of course, if Mr. Zigong can continue to stay in Quzou... Just like most Zigong in the past few thousand years, the old slave... Definitely would be ten times happier again. ”

With a sigh, Qiu Yangming waved his hand and said: "Confucian rules, of course my father-in-law knows that if he can inherit the name of 'Zigong', he is the 'deputy marshal' of Confucianism, and deciding when to 'speak' is a privilege that has been passed down since the first generation of Zigong... Therefore, I will not interfere and cannot interfere, so please forgive my father-in-law. ”

"Don't dare."

Bowing deeply, Zhong Da said: "The rules are understood, the old slave understands." ”

"No matter what, Zigong, he is always the one who is 'closest' to the master..."

As he spoke, Zhong Da's gaze fell on the towering wood, and after looking at it for a while, he looked back at the small building in front of him. After looking at it for a while, he saluted, and said, "The old slave retired." ”

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His eyes kept chasing Zhong Da, who was slowly retreating, until the figure was completely invisible, and the expressions of the two Qiu Wang relaxed.

"Every time I see him... No, even just knowing that he was behind the palace would make people very uncomfortable. ”

didn't agree, Wang Siqian just waved his hand lightly, as if he wanted to use this action to send away the very unpleasant "atmosphere" that appeared with Zhong Da.

"Zigong... Is the one closest to the Master..."

Walking to the wood, with one hand on the trunk, Wang Siqian looked up at the tree.

"The saplings planted by hand in those years have become towering giant trees today. For 4,000 years, it has been standing quietly in front of the tomb of the master. ”

"And that's not all."

Standing up, Qiu Yangming flicked his fingers, shook the snow on the hut, and also flew the dust, revealing a broken horizontal plaque with five characters written on it.

… Zigonglu tomb.

"Over there, it's the tomb of Boyu's ancestors, and over there, it's the tomb of Zisi's ancestors..."

Pointing out, the two cemeteries mentioned by Qiu Yangming are very close to the main tomb, but... But there is no such wood, and it is closer to the three huts.

"From then until now... Zigong is always the deputy marshal of Confucianism, and he is always the person closest to the master. ”

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Since the two of them left in front of King Qiu, in order to show respect, Zhong Da has been bowing slightly, walking backwards, straight back hundreds of steps away, retreating to the staggered forest trees have completely obscured his vision, he straightened up, pondered for a while, and said, "People are coming." Two people flashed out of the forest, bowed down at the same time, and said, "Father-in-law." ”

"Your Majesty, according to Zigong, his target is the 'undead'... But at the same time, I also feel that he seems to be dissatisfied with Yuntai Mountain and the general Wang, and I will find out the reason as soon as possible. ”

"Spread the word to Zhong Qin, mobilize all the resources of the thirteen yamen, and find two people to come out as quickly as possible, so that you can inform Your Majesty and ask the Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire to be dispatched as well... They will cooperate. ”

Speaking of this, Zhong Da stopped again, as if he was holding something extremely bitter and hard, his lips squirmed for a long time before he said slowly: "Two people... Zaiyu, and the Governor of the Governor. ”

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In the room, the four walls are full of bookshelves, only the east and south directions are left with lighting windows, and a desk is placed in the middle, and the four treasures are listed on it, all of which are very cheap goods.

The ink in the inkstone has been condensed for a long time, and although there is a brush in his hand, the ink has not been touched, and he only keeps turning around between his fingers. Tianji Ziwei was stunned, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Return to the military division."

"Huh?"

Coming back to her senses, Tianji Ziwei frowned and said, "General Bao?" Please come in and talk. ”

Pushing open the door, but not coming in, Bao Long's expression was also a little strange, and said, "Military advisor... Someone asked to see him. ”

With a flicker of eyes, Tianji Ziwei said: "Who?" ”

Bao Long touched his head and said with a wry smile: "I don't know who it is, but somehow, after a few words with him, I made a fool of myself and promised to bring him over..." ”

"No martial arts..."

There was a little surprise in his voice, and Tianji Ziwei Xuan suddenly said: "I see... But I don't know, what honor is it for me to be Mr. Duanmu's first visit? The second half of the sentence was already said by looking behind Bao Long.

"Don't dare."

With a deep bow, the black-clothed Confucian man who was around fifty and looked like an eagle stared at Tianji Ziwei tightly, and where he was focused, he suspected that his gaze was two lines of fire, and he wanted to burn the target.

"Hey, you..."

Finding that the other party had followed behind him for some time, Fang was stunned, Bao Long had already seen Tianji Ziwei waving his hand, so he had to bow down and retreat, but he was a little uneasy, frowning, and only looking at this "Mr. Duanmu".

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Extending the other party into the room, please take the seat, Tianji Ziwei poured out a cup of tea with her own hands and served it, Fang smiled: "Sir... Thousands of miles away, there will also be Elihuh? ”

There was no smile at all, Zigong didn't drink the tea, just looked at the Tianji crape myrtle, for a long time, Fang said slowly: "The army is famous all over the world, it has been more than ten years, see you today... Sure enough, the style is like a god. ”

After a pause, he said, "Don't talk nonsense... I came to ask just two things. ”

Nodding, Tianji Ziwei said: "The first thing, that's just a misunderstanding. ”

"When the immortal is hidden, he tastes a relationship with the great sage, and it is said that it is half changed, but it means to repay each other."

Thinking about it, he said: "Settle the Taiping Road, for a time, a place... We may will, but participating in business peers, after all, it is not the way of heaven, in the rut to help each other, to the sea is forgotten, Mr. insight, will be able to learn. ”

With an expressionless face, Zigong nodded slightly and said, "Very good." ”

"As for the second thing..."

Halfway through speaking, he suddenly stopped, pursed his lips, and said, "... Then you don't have to ask. ”

He got up, arched his hand, and said, "Of course the great military division already knows about the matter of 'talking' in the next place. Seeing that Tianji Ziwei nodded, she said: "Why do you want to 'speak' in Xia, of course the military division also knows." Seeing that Tianji Ziwei still nodded, he said: "The cycle of heaven, prosperity must decline, where the heavenly potential is, it will be together for a long time, the great sage god is mighty and famous, Your Excellency's temple is thousands of miles, and the future... It's limitless. As he spoke, he fell to the ground, but he went away.

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Seeing Zigong go away, Tianji Ziwei Fang smiled bitterly, and his expression was slightly relaxed.

(Even Zigong is about to make a move...) The immortals of this generation are really full of disasters and difficulties! ）

"I said... Strategist, what are you two talking about? ”

Turning out from the back of the house, he flattened his mouth very unhappily, and the one who had been hiding behind and eavesdropping was Sun Wufu's only daughter, Sun Yugong.

Because I heard that there was a strange visitor, I came to eavesdrop, and as a result... Is there a understanding or not, the current Sun Yugong is really stuffy.

"Anyway... It's a terrible person who sent them away. ”

There was a hint of nervousness in his expression, which was an expression that rarely appeared on Tianji Ziwei's face. He told Sun Yugong that if he was chosen as a target by Zigong, even if it was a force like Yuntai Mountain or the Great General Wang, he would have to pay a huge price, and if it was an ordinary family, he would be wiped out from the family tree. And what made him even happier was that he was able to set out the carriage and horses first, blocking his request for the second thing.

"It's definitely not a good choice to officially open the Taiping Dao now, and of course, it doesn't have any practical significance for his goal."

Frowning in confusion, Sun Yugong didn't know what Bai Ji Ziwei meant.

"This guy wants us to fight Taipingdao... But isn't it all over if you ignore him? He said he was going to fight? ”

With a wry smile, Tianji Ziwei told her that there are definitely not many people in this world who can refuse Zigong's lobbying.

"I have been thinking about those words just now since I heard that he was preparing to 'go out of the mountain'... It's not your uncle and I bragging, to be able to resist his request so softly, I believe that the family will not be able to do it.

"Huh? That is, this person... He is ready to 'Lian Heng', organize major forces, and suppress Taiping Dao... But why? ”

Curious, Sun Yugong carefully asked, what kind of ability does this Zigong have to do this kind of thing.

"Of course, he is very powerful, he knows the subtleties of people, he must hit the point in every word, and he can always grasp the stakes that others care about the most... But that's not the scariest thing. ”

Looking into the distance, Tianji Ziwei said slowly: "This guy is the only person in the world who can set off 'any form' of rumors 'anywhere'..."

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On the second day of December in the 11th year of Emperor Shaojing, Qingzhou.

The snow in the north is covered, but the green is still like spring, the wind is not cold, the rain is not icy, along the way, you can still see green grass and red flowers.

"Ahh It's two worlds! ”

Having just come down from the snowy region, Yun Chongbo felt really comfortable, and after drinking the snow wind for two months, he was finally able to change into lighter clothes and drink the spring water on the side of the road with peace of mind.

"Hey, I'm talking about nephew... I know you're happy right now, but at least, you can help me carry a little bit of my luggage, right? ”

"No... Those are your treasures, what a pity if I recite something three long and two short! ”

"Virtuous nephew... Spare me! ”

When leaving the snowy region, a few people who were highly grateful, and Hua Shengrong, who was very excited, naturally cherished it, although it was heavy, but he also insisted on carrying it on his back.

How, when I got down the mountain and opened the bag, I was dumbfounded: in addition to two Hada, a few leather goods, and a silver knife, it was actually a huge thangka, which was beautifully painted.

At this time, Yang Jizhi had already said goodbye, if not, he would have taken it away happily. And in Hua Shengrong's eyes, this thing is really hateful.

"Hyun... Virtuous nephew, this thing is for 'us'! ”

"yes, yes, but didn't you say that... These things are all yours alone, and no one is allowed to touch them! ”

Crying with a sad face, Hua Shengrong carried these things over the mountains and mountains, and was miserable.

I also encountered a town in the middle, but this place was still close to the snowy region, and the believers were still crowded, and when they heard that they were actually going to sell thangkas, they were all shocked.

"Evil, evil, Buddha's things, how dare you say 'sell'!"

In the most extreme cases, they are suspected of "stealing" these things, so much so that something that is already familiar to both of them once again occurs: being chased by a large number of people and fleeing from the town.

"Really... I didn't cheat money this time, why should I be chased and beaten! ”

“… Therefore, you must accumulate virtue when you are a man. ”

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After a few days, Yun Chongbo finally felt that "this lesson should be enough". When Hua Shengrong saw that he was about to roll down the mountain road with the burden again, he took action, held on, and told Hua Shengrong that he could split the burden.

"But... Don't stuff it all with delusions, I tell you, don't even think about it! ”

reminded Hua Shengrong very seriously, while finding a more spacious place, put the baggage of the two of them on the ground, and let Hua Shengrong split it by himself.

"It's up to you to divide it, but if you want me to pick first... You look at it. ”

"Virtuous nephew... You're really bad at learning now! ”

Crying with a sad face, Hua Shengrong began to decompose the burden, Yun Chongbo naturally never helped him, just held his hands and dangled on the side, but suddenly glanced at it, and his heart didn't move.

"You wait... What's that? ”

"What? Nothing, huh? ”

The disguise was fast, but Yun Chongbo's movements were faster, and he pulled away a few old clothes at once, and Yun Chongbo found that there was actually a small box in Hua Shengrong's baggage. Looking horizontally and vertically, Yun Chongbo felt that it was very familiar.

"It's... Wait, isn't this the box in the Peach Blossom Garden?! ”

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"No wonder you always say that your Qianmen is better than Uncle Yang's... Clever means you can cheat and steal, and they can only steal and not cheat, right? ”

"Virtuous nephew, it hurts people if you say this, our thousands of doors are hard-working, of course, they are better than their labor, and the sage also said, those who work hard govern people, right..."

“… You're so embarrassed to pick it up! ”

"Ahh At least don't slap your face, nephew! ”

After questioning, Hua Shengrong finally admitted that the box was brought out by himself when he was escaping, as for why he kept it from Yun Chongbo... Then you don't have to ask.

"But I really didn't get any good."

Very unhappy, Hua Shengrong told Yun Chongbo that after this box fell into his hands, he didn't know how many times he thought about it, and he just wanted to use it to change some money out.

"However, this dead box, like a whole piece, can't be opened... Grandma's..."

"Oh... Yes, it seems so. ”

Patting his head, Yun Chongbo recalled his experience in the Peach Blossom Garden, and after the box was sucked in the entire warehouse, it could no longer be opened.

"Then what are you carrying it on your back every day... Do you still believe that this is a cornucopia? ”

As he spoke, Yun Chongbo reached out to carry the box, he just wanted to weigh the weight, but as expected, his hand had just been put up, only to hear a "click", and the box bounced open on its own.

Stunned, Yun Chongbo's face became ugly, and he slowly turned to Hua Shengrong.

"You... Do you think I'm going to listen to you and forget about it, and I won't check it?! ”

"No, no... Virtuous nephew, listen to me... Virtuous nephew! ”

He was already determined to turn a deaf ear to whatever Hua Shengrong said, but before he could make a move, Yun Chongbo saw that the box was moving again, and it sounded, and it actually surfaced with a beautiful light again, and it collapsed inward even more quickly.

"Hey, this is..."

The change soon ended, and the box no longer existed, leaving only a one-foot-long bamboo slip, extremely old, with a few lines of words engraved on it, but Yun Chongbo didn't recognize any of them.

"This, is it... Is that the true face of the box? ”

Wide-eyed and small-eyed, Hua Shengrong's appearance was more confused than Yun Chongbo, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly patted his head and took out a piece of broken silver from his arms.

"That's it, it must be like this!"

Very carefully put the silver on the bamboo slips, Hua Shengrong immediately took a few steps back, looked at the bamboo slips very seriously, and looked extremely religious.

"Uncle... What are you doing? ”

"Shut up! Don't interfere with the cornucopia work! ”

In this way, the two stared at the bamboo slip for half an hour, and in the end, Yun Chongbo finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"I said, uncle... Are you going to stare at this thing until dark? ”

"It's... Why is this so? ”

Very annoyed, but Hua Shengrong had to face the reality and admit that this did not seem to be the cornucopia of his imagination.

"Really... From the beginning, it has been getting smaller and smaller... Get bigger, make me bigger again, I'm afraid, it's good to make a room of salt again! ”

The more he scolded, the more annoyed he became, and in the end, Hua Shengrong seemed to be really impatient, so he actually flew up with a kick, kicked the bamboo slip far away, and fell off the cliff with a bang.

"Hey, uncle, you... You don't have to be like this, do you? ”

I was startled, and I was surprised, although I didn't expect the bamboo slip to be a cornucopia, but I had my own plans in my heart, and Yun Chongbo didn't plan to throw it away like this, so I went to the edge of the cliff to see, and I saw that the depth was more than ten zhang, and I heard the sound of the stream, which was probably not found.

"Even if it's worthless, it can't be like this... I'm going to keep it for Xiucai in the future! ”

I have a pretty good impression of Yan Hui, and I think that Yan Hui must like this thing, and I think that the boxing method he taught is really useful, Yun Chongbo actually wants to bring this piece of bamboo slip to him, although... He didn't know how to find Yan Hui.

"If you want to give it away, go down and find it yourself, anyway, Lao Tzu won't go!"

Wu Zi was still angry, Hua Shengrong's attitude was really bad, in Yun Chongbo's eyes, he was really unhappy, and he was thinking about "whether to slap him in the face first or push him off the cliff", but suddenly heard a booming sound and approached quickly!

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