Chapter Twenty-Five: Zema Jiangdong (I)

As soon as the ranking of the ink soul list came out, Xie An was waiting for Wang Xiyi to return home with him after receiving everyone's encouragement and praise, but he didn't expect to bump into the familiar red crow head-on just after the next floor, the unique red crow in Jiankang City, which was dedicated to Sima by Mrs. Nanyue. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The red crow still has the shadow of being choked by Xie An, and for a while he flew in a panic and was caught by Xie An, and was teasing the red crow, he saw a person holding a broom in the tower, Qingyun Tower has always been rarely climbed, and there are so many guests today, it is time to clean it up.

Xie An was still thinking about where the unknown prophet was, and he would not be able to find the little Taoist priest he saw outside the city that day, so he grabbed the sweeping Taoist and asked, "Do you know ......?"

He was a little difficult, and this little Taoist priest didn't know his name, so he didn't know how to describe it, so he had to say that he was a young Taoist with delicate eyebrows, and he had seen him go downstairs with a pot of olive charcoal.

The sweepers laughed and said that the people who swept the floor in the library were all great gods, and this Qingyun Pagoda was also half of the royal library and calligraphy and painting storage room, and the origin of the people who could sweep the floor here would not be ordinary.

I saw the sweeper say to him: "Poor Dao congratulations to San Lang and Ah Su on being on the ink soul list." ”

After listening to a lot of congratulations, Xie An habitually nodded in return, and when he first knew that he was on the list, he only thought that there were probably many people in the city who would cry bitterly if they lost their bets, because he was on the ink soul list was the real unpopular.

And even he didn't expect that he showed off his skills in the painting, and he worked hard to let himself enter the ink soul list, originally thinking that the ink soul list has a total of nine grades, one product is the highest, and the last nine grades will be satisfied, but Wang Biaozhi directly lifted him to the fifth grade, Yu Liang He Chong was naturally frightened, and only said that he would give him seven grades.

Removed the highest score and the lowest score, Bian Wangzhi was impartial and let Xie An go to the sixth grade, but Wang Biaozhi argued with He Chong, several people are related to each other, and they are Sven literati, but they can't quarrel, and finally Mrs. Wei, who has been silent, said lightly: "Xie An has learned a lot and is diligent, but it's a pity that Mo Xin has not succeeded, just give him some more time?" ”

This is also in agreement with Bian Wangzhi.

Therefore, Xie An was on the sixth grade of the Ink Soul List, compared to Wang Xizhi's third grade, his sixth grade was as if he could squeeze past the passing line.

Wang Biaozhi couldn't do it, and finally said angrily to Wang Xizhi: "What is Moxin, can Moxin eat?" ”

Wang Xizhi said obediently: "The teacher has always been very strict. ”

No matter how many products he can enter, Xie An doesn't care, he doesn't want to leave a strong impression in the history of calligraphy, because it belongs to Wang Xizhi's world, and if he wants to become strong, it's not just that learning calligraphy is enough.

Facing the celebration of the sweeper, Xie An first responded casually, then tightened his hand, grabbed the red crow's neck again, and asked the Taoist: "Mr. knows Ah Suo?" ”

Not far away, Wang Xizhi was looking at the two of them and did not come forward to disturb.

The sweeper said to Wang Xizhi: "Ah, you go back first, and the poor road will talk to San Lang." ”

Wang Xizhi listened to the pitiful screams of the red crow, waved his hand at Xie An, and said to him: "Ahri, the Taoist is good for anything, but if he wants you to be his apprentice, you have to think about it." ”

After speaking, she dragged the corner of Wang Biaozhi's clothes and jumped into the underground tower.

This time it was Xie An's turn to be confused, when did Ah Su know this Taoist? Still so relieved to let yourself be alone with the Taoist?

Xie An was full of doubts in his heart, but the expression on his face was perfectly indifferent, and he asked cautiously, "I don't know the long name ...... yet?"

"Poor Dao's surname is Guo, and he has a ten-day appointment with San Lang."

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Xie An is not a god, for a while did not associate this Taoist surnamed Guo with the rumored warlock Guo Pu who was killed by Wang Dun, this Guo Taoist lived in the fifth floor of Qingyun Tower, and when he passed by the next room, he saw that three words were randomly engraved with a wooden plaque on it, "Taishi Ling".

Tai Shi Ling is in charge of the astronomical calendar, I didn't think the office was so casual, it seems that the beginning of the year and the death of the emperor made the three words "Tai Shi Ling" seem to carry the bad luck of the entire Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Guo Daoren seemed to see his doubts at a glance, and said with relief: "Lingtai Cheng is watching the sun and the moon on the Purple Mountain. ”

Lingtai Cheng is also a branch of Taishi Ling, but these are all seven-rank officials, because of the limitations of technology and faith, if you can predict accurately, it will be useless, if you can't count natural disasters, then you will be over.

People fear the sky and explore the way of heaven, but there are very few people who can really understand natural astronomy.

The ten-day covenant sounds mysterious, but it's almost just that Xie An came to Qingyun Pagoda because of the matter of the Ink Soul List, and it was so natural and logical to meet Guo Daoren by the way.

As soon as he entered the house of the chief of the road, Xie An found that the house was very messy, the gossip pen and ink were placed everywhere, and there was even a small geokinetic instrument, the open-mouthed toad was done vividly, and the floor was paved with dark colored stones, and there seemed to be a little twinkling stars on it.

The little Taoist priest was boiling tea soup with olive charcoal by the window, smiling and smiling, as if he was never worried.

Guo Daoren introduced to Xie An, "Flawless is the youngest son of Mrs. Nanyue. ”

I heard that Wei Huacun, the wife of Nanyue, was forced by her father to marry Liu Wen of Taibao at the age of twenty-four and gave birth to two sons, but Wei Huacun was dedicated to the Tao, and when the two sons grew up, she completely cut off the red dust and embarked on the road of cultivation.

The Taoist who can be entrusted by Mrs. Nanyue to entrust her young son must have a lot of background, Xie An asked uncertainly: "I don't know if Chang and Mr. Guo Pu are acquaintances?" ”

Flawless smiled: "San Lang is very smart, but why don't you guess that the family teacher is Guo Jingchun?" ”

Guo Daoren, who was still holding a broom, looked more and more immortal in Xie An's eyes.

The question of identity was temporarily skipped by Guo Daoren's faint smile, and Xie An concluded that he was Guo Pu, who was rumored to be killed by Wang Dun, or Shen Jin's idol.

Hearing that Guo Pu is not only outstanding in literature, but also good at feng shui astronomical divination, as well as family tradition of easy learning, and later learned Taoist mathematics, there have been many rumors in the unpredictable prophet, Xie An finally proved it with his own example.

This ordinary-looking old man is indeed not ordinary, ordinary people's eyes will be cloudy when they are old, but his eyes are still black and white, and there is a layer of light flowing shallowly.

The next thing is to drink tea and chat, Xie An has a vigilance in his heart, but unconsciously in the conversation with Guo Pu gradually faded, and people relaxed, I don't know if it is the effect of tea or incense.

Guo Pu suddenly sighed, "San Lang came back for ten days, but did he really live comfortably for a day?" ”

"There are few people in the world who can really steal half a day of leisure." Xie An replied honestly.

Guo Pu pondered for a moment, picked up a few bamboo chips on the case, and asked, "Who has San Lang met at sea?" ”

Xie An naturally did not forget that on the stone island in the sea, he met a man in red from Penglai Pavilion in the Han Dynasty, and indirectly killed a person, and also won the "Compendium of Materia Medica?" Jin Shi Ministry" and the small seal inscription of the Zhongxing sword.

It can be said that the harvest is quite fruitful, and the amount of information is too large.

Guo Pu saw that he didn't speak, so he acquiesced and continued: "It snowed heavily that day, and Ah Su came to Qingyun Pagoda to ask the poor Dao Xing, bringing a pen commonly used by San Lang, I want to know where you are and how you are doing. ”

"Poor Dao watched her grow up, I have never seen her like this, she was originally a stable and pure Dao heart, but at that time it was a little shaken...... Don't say this, it's just that on the day of the poor road, I used tortoise shells and yarrow for you to occupy the basket, and climbed the Purple Mountain to watch the stars with the 'heavenly pupil', to find that you were contaminated with evil qi in the East China Sea, and returned to Jiankang, the evil qi has not been removed. ”

At first, Xie An heard him say that Wang Xizhi's heart was still slightly sour, and he began to faint when he heard the chatter of the gods, and finally heard him say that he had to enter the Dao Gate to resolve the clouds, which was a bit ridiculous.

Evil? Where did the evil spirit come from?

Dare to love Mrs. Nanyue's son was fooled by you like this, right?

Xie An asked, "Sir, erudite, do you know where Penglai Pavilion is?" ”

Guo Pu saw that he didn't believe it, and sighed again: "There is Penglai Pavilion in the book, and the real Penglai Pavilion is also in the book, San Lang doesn't believe in poverty, you can go and ask Ah Su, if she doesn't believe me, how can she come to ask the star?" ”

The atheist Xie Xiaoan also sighed, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that this is too mysterious.

Seeing that the other party was Guo Pu's face, he asked sincerely: "The bloody disaster that Mr. Fang Cai said, apart from the method of entering the Dao Gate, is there any other way to resolve it?" ”

"San Lang has a lot of luck, maybe there will be a chance." Guo Pu asked Wufang to take pen and ink and write four words on a crumpled piece of earth-yellow rattan paper, "Zema Jiangdong." ”

is like a Taoist rune seal, this Guo Pu's cursive script is also written with a mysterious rune rune seal.

By the time Xie An left, it was almost dark, and he wanted to go to the house where he used to attend classes on a whim, where there were not many people on weekdays, except for the cleaning, there was only a Du gardener and a courtyard full of bluegrass.

In previous years, when he and Sima Yan were studying here, there were guards, but now even the guards have been withdrawn.

Orchid grass was dug from the mountains and planted here, and if it weren't for the proximity to the Qingyun Tower, this place would be no different from the valley, so quiet that you could hear the sound of grasshoppers flying over the blades of grass.

Du Hualian, dressed in green clothes, was admiring flowers with someone, and that person was none other than Zhi Daolin.

"Xi Fanghui is going to leave Jiankang tomorrow, and Ah Fei will practice it for him." Zhi Daolin and Du Huajiang had a good conversation, Xie An wanted to go back, and suddenly remembered Guo Pu's four-character tips.

Horse.

Zhi Daolin is a horse lover, and there is a horse in his words, if he follows the clues of the game, Xie An thinks that he may need to get a mount.

He then sat down and chatted with Zhi Daolin for a while, showing his great desire to get a horse, during which Du Huayuan kept smiling and looking at the two, while preparing the soil for the bluegrass, he inserted a sentence, and the atmosphere of the three of them was very harmonious.

Zhi Daolin said, "I can take San Lang to see the horses, these days have been traveling in the mountains around Jiankang, and I met a horse breeder, which is very strange." ”

"Brother Du can also go, because there are orchids in the mountains."

Du Huachang shook his head, saying that he had a leg disease, and he was not allowed to travel long distances, and he could not take a car in the mountains, but it was a burden to them.

Xie An and Zhi Daolin agreed to send Xi Fang back early tomorrow morning, and then rode to the mountains, where the horse breeder lived, only a few hours of fast horses, Jiankang City Gate will be able to rush back before the closure, if you can't come back, you can also live in the green water and green mountains for a few days.

Xie An asked inadvertently before leaving, "I've known each other for a few years, but I don't know the name of the gardener, and I probably won't see each other much in the future." ”

"Taixue is still a deserted garden, without the little lord and San Lang, there will be no one else in the future." Du Huadian always had a faint smile on his face that could not see his age under the candlelight, "I am an orphan, Emperor Wang's spring heart trusts the cuckoo, the day the master picked me up, I heard the cuckoo's chirping, and gave me the surname Du and the name Yu." ”