As mentioned last time, Liang Wenzhen and his entourage continued to move forward, and Xu Miaoyinhu Sanniang's purpose was to follow the Qincha who carried the imperial wine to Chuzhou to appease Song Jiang, and waited for the opportunity to poison him. The two Qincha are Yang Jian's subordinates, who are too lazy to eat, and they are taken advantage of by Xu Miaoyin and Sanniang. The pain of losing relatives, how can outsiders understand it, even Liang Wenzhen doesn't know Hu Sanniang's thoughts. mixed the juice of the broken intestine grass into the non-toxic wine that was loosened and wrapped by Liang Wenzhenwu, and after succeeding, Xu Miao Yindao did not want to play again, and everyone returned to Tokyo. Liang Wenzhen learned from Luo Hu that Tong Guan was assassinated several times, but he did not die, and it should be Gao Yu's revenge in the government. Luo Hu poisoned Tong Guan, but it was ineffective, only made Tong Guan seriously ill, and after that, he had four fears, afraid of wind, afraid of light, afraid of water, afraid of sound, and no longer showed up. More than a month later, the news that Song Jiang Li Kui was poisoned by imperial wine came, and Hu Sanniang was overjoyed. Wu Song only said that Qin Cha was afraid that the dose would not be enough on the road, and then put poison on the road. Liang Wen really knew that Hu Sanniang did it, but he didn't dare to say anything. Liang Wenzhen proposed to go to the edge of Wuyin Mountain to entangle the well again, but Lin Chong and Lu Zhishen were unwilling, and Liang Wenzhen persuaded him repeatedly, and finally agreed to give it a final try. Xuan Dao Chang was proficient in celestial phenomena and Taoism, and followed him.

Liang Wenzhen instructed Cai Yan to deduct from his income and allocate a few thousand taels of silver to carry to Wuyin Mountain. When going to another time and space, the silver ticket may not be available, Liang Wenzhen thought about it, it is better to bring more silver taels, and it is better to have half of the gold bars. Then he put a bag of gold and silver, and Niu Ren Xu Fan was responsible for keeping it, and set off on the road. Xu Fan and Zhao Min have already been like Liang Wenzhen's bodyguards, serving left and right. Xu Miaoyin, Li Shishi, Hu Sanniang, Bai Yujiao, Hua Sumei, Chen Qiuyue and others also have to follow, since they have experienced such a thrilling adventure in Guangzhou last time, Liang Wenzhen no longer hinders him, and resigns himself to fate. As long as he enters a peaceful time and space, leaving Lu Zhishen and Lin Chong and Pan Jinlian behind, and he and the rest of the people return, it can be regarded as a complete merit.

Xiaoxing stayed overnight, more than one day, four carriages and more than a dozen horses, Liang Wenzhen and his party of more than 20 people, in the hot summer, arrived at the foot of Wuyin Mountain in Xiangyuan, Shanxi, and lived in the manor built in the past. The manor has been uninhabited for a long time, and has become a paradise for rats and insects.

That night, Xuan Daochang watched the sky as usual, trying to find the exact time point for Liang Wenzhen to enter the Yuantangjing again. This time it was no longer as smooth as last time, Liang Wenzhen was in a restless mood and waited for two months, and Xuan Dao Chang finally informed that he was expected to appear with five stars in three days. Liang Wenzhen instructed Niu Ren Xu Fan and Zhao Min to get ready, bring two plates of silver to wrap around, and go to the same personnel as last time, and pass on everyone to be on call at any time.

This time, Liang Wenzhen was a big success. They fell with the wagon, and when they fell to the ground, they got up and found themselves at the foot of a mountain. The houses in the nearby villages are like houses, and the men and women on the field roads are not much different from Liang Wenzhen and his party. "What age is it?" Liang Wenzhen suppressed his excitement and went to the road to inquire about people. "Brother, this place is under the jurisdiction of Chang'an, and the front post road is north, so it doesn't take half a day to enter Chang'an City." The farmer replied.

"Dude, what year is it now? I waited for a long way to come, and I don't know when. Liang Wenzhen asked again. Today is the third day of the ninth month. "Farmer said." Oh, thank you, man, what is this, this year's year name? Liang Wenzhen asked again. What a weirdo, this year is the twenty-third year of Kaiyuan, and my brother doesn't even know the year? The farmer said suspiciously. Tang dynasty? The emperor's surname is Li? Liang Wenzhen was startled and asked in surprise. The Li family sits in the world, is it not the Tang Dynasty or the Han Dynasty? The farmer glared at Liang Wenzhen, picked up the hoe and walked away.

It's amazing that I came to the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty, which is completely in line with my original vision. In the twenty-third year of Kaiyuan, the prosperous era of Kaiyuan, isn't it the era of Tang Xuanzong? Next, next to the Anshi Rebellion? Lose! also said good luck, it turned out to be before the troubled times. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are now in Datang, and Chang'an is not far away." Liang Wenzhen informed everyone in advance, so as not to mess up time and space in his mind at that time. "It's magical, and it can come to the Tang Dynasty." Lin Chongdao. "Although the Tang Dynasty is big, it is not as prosperous as the Great Song Dynasty." Master Li said. "I don't know if the Tang Dynasty has a daughter?" Wu Song Road.

The sun was in the west, and everyone had walked seven or eight miles, and their mouths were already dry. "It's time to Chang'an!" Zhao Min shouted. Turning the corner, sure enough, there are more pedestrians on the road, not far away, the buildings are crowded one after another, carved beams and paintings, and wine flags are displayed. "It's like a temple, I'll go get some water!" Xu Fan said. "Great idea! The Sprinkler family is thirsty. Lu Zhishen said. Liang Wenzhen touched the package on Niu Ren's body and patted Niu Ren's shoulder, meaning to pay attention to safety, Niu Ren understood, and nodded again and again.

When I went in, I saw two or three Taoists and a few tourists, which turned out to be a Taoist temple. There are three golden seal characters on the main hall: Ziji Palace. "It turned out to be Chai Tou Palace, and it came from the Taoist Temple." Liang Wenzhen said. "Liang Lang, it is the Purple Pole Palace, the purple of the purple, the pole of the yin and yang poles." Master Li corrected in a low voice. "Oh, really?" Liang Wenzhen blushed for a moment. Lu Zhishen, Lin Chong, Xu Fan, Zhao Min and others asked the Taoist for water to drink, and the Taoist chief instructed the place where the water was stored, and everyone used a scoop of water to drink.

A tall and elegant old man, over seventy years old, was perusing the inscription on the corner wall, and a scholar beside him followed, hearing Liang Wenzhen's words, he turned his head and looked at it carefully, with deep disdain in his eyes. Liang Wenzhen went to the door of the main hall, and saw the majestic and solemn statue of Sanqing, so he put his palms together, gave a salute, and contemplated for a long time. The immortals are outside the Three Realms, jumping out of the five elements, transcending life and death, not like mortals, flies and dogs, and still running for three meals a day, for birth, old age, sickness and death. Liang Wenzhen remembered a poem by Su Dongpo and couldn't help blurting out:

Horizontally, it is a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height is different from far and near. I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain.

Three consecutive rounds of applause rang out. "Good poetry, wonderful poetry!" The elegant old man paced over and cheered loudly. "It is rare and rare to use the scenery as a metaphor for people, and to get the true meaning of the world because of the scenery. May I ask the little brother's surname, where does the fairy town come from? The old man clasped his fists and saluted. The old man praised it falsely, this poem was written by a scholar of Su University, and he felt it and couldn't help but recite it. In Xia Liang Wenzhen, from overseas, the ancestor is a Lingnan clan. Liang Wenzhen hurriedly stuffed the exposed loose stick under his clothes, and returned the salute with a fist. Xu Fan Niu Ren and the others came over after drinking enough water, gathered on the side, and looked at the old man in surprise, not knowing why.

"Friends of Brother Liang, if you can write such a superb poem, Brother Liang must also be an extraordinary person. I heard Brother Liang read other words before, and he also said that you have no ink on your chest. Shame shame shame! The old man said. In my overseas countryside, I don't write seal scripts, so my younger brother can't read completely. I'm ashamed! Liang Wenzhen said politely. The old man's surname is He, and he is very happy to hear the wonderful sentence today, and he wants to talk to Brother Liang. "The old man's finger curls a small pavilion at the end of the corridor." My grandfather is the secretary of the Ministry of Industry today, and he loves to recite poetry and make friends with talented people. "Scholar Road." Okay, we just arrived in Chang'an, and we were about to ask Lord He for some advice. After Liang Wenzhen finished speaking, he followed the old man to the table in the small pavilion and sat down. Xu Miaoyin, Li Shishi, Hu Sanniang and others have also come over and sat on the bench by the railing in the pavilion. Lu Zhishen, Lin Chong, Wu Song and others were outside the pavilion, looking around.

"Dao Chief, I have met a wise man, I want to talk to him, and it is best to bring tea here." An old man of the fairy wind and bones came over, and the old man said to him. "That's very good. This descendant, what you are looking for is the world-famous Ministry of Works, the great poet He Zhizhang, don't be abrupt. "Old Taoist Daoist." Ah, He Zhizhang? When he left home, he returned to his hometown, and his hometown accent did not change, and his sideburns declined. When the children don't know each other, they smile and ask where the guests are from. Is that the author of this poem? Liang Wenzhen asked in surprise. Yes? He Zhizhang? "The great poet of the Tang Dynasty, He Zhizhang?" When Xu Miaoyin and Master Li heard it on the side, they couldn't help but scream, and everyone exclaimed when they heard it, and they all looked at the old man in front of them.

"Hahahaha, if you don't change your surname, if you don't change your name, the old man will call him Zhizhang. Is the old man so famous? Look at everyone's expressions so strange! He Zhizhang couldn't help but laugh proudly when he saw everyone's reaction. Who wouldn't be happy when they are known and worshipped?! "He Lao, your poem is catchy, and even a three-year-old child can recite it in my overseas countryside. Therefore, no one in the world knows you. Liang Wenzhen saw that it was really He Zhizhang, and couldn't help but be excited. Overseas in the countryside? Overseas people know the old man, hahahaha, I can't think of it, I can't think of it! He Zhizhang had a hearty temperament and laughed heartily. He Lao, poor Dao instructed his apprentices to bring tea and fruits, so they talked and laughed here. "The old Taoist priest said let's go." There is a labor chief! He Zhizhang said.

"Datang is really a poet all over the land, we just arrived, and we met one." Liang Wenzhen couldn't hide his mood, and still sighed. "Liang Lang, with your poetic talent, you can occupy a unique position on the spot, why is it difficult?!" Master Li said. When Master Li was still in the Taoist temple, Liang Wenzhen made a fool of himself by reciting another word, and he was angry and wanted to win back face for Lang Jun, so he said. "In front of He Lao, we don't have to get an axe, so as not to be laughing and generous." Liang Wenzhen smiled. "Liang Lang, although Su University is a scholar, you are not far behind, why be humble!" Xu Miaoyin also had the intention to fight for face and persuaded.

"Okay, I'll take advantage of it, you can make trouble for me, He Laoxiu wants to laugh." Liang Wenzhen arched his hand, then muttered for a long time, and said, "The purple qi comes from the east to Sanqinyuan, and the Sanqing of Elysium is here." Taibai Shixian sat in front of him, not daring to go into the sea to put bamboo rows. "Liang Wenzhen recited it in one breath, which is very rare." High, wonderful, Brother Liang is really poetic. After hearing this, He Zhizhang immediately gave a thumbs up and praised again and again. Two Taoist priests came over, laid down tea and fruits, and immediately retreated.

"Liang Lang not only hid the name of Ziji Palace, but also expressed his admiration for He's predecessors, amazing, amazing!" The look of surprise on Master Li's face was a little excessive, and he exclaimed. "Liang Lang, who in the world doesn't know that you are both civil and military, so you have to be humble in front of He Lao, so as not to be rude to your predecessors." Xu Miaoyin said. boasted of his own husband, vanity was overflowing, and his face was thicker than the city wall, which showed that a woman's heart and a needle under the sea must not be made up. "Mr. Liang is very good!" "Master is amazing, you still need to say it!" Xu Fan and Zhao Min couldn't understand the subtlety of the poem, but when he saw Master Li's teacher Xu Miaoyin, it must be good enough to be twelve points good.

"Brother Liang, the prince tried every means to win you over, but you were indifferent, and only you could do it!" Lin Chongdao. "These are nothing, but he can predict the prophet, which I can only admire Wu Song." Wu Song sat on the railing, holding the pillar at the corner of the pavilion, and said indifferently. "Oh, Brother Liang is so talented, the old man is unheard of, and he can't be introduced to today's saint, but the old man's dereliction of duty, a great dereliction of duty!" He Zhizhang's expression changed drastically at this time, and he said solemnly. "Come, the old man will replace the wine with tea, and give Brother Liang a cup!" He Zhizhang stood up and said with his teacup.

"Elder He, see the smile, don't listen to what they say." Liang Wenzhen hurriedly got up and saluted with a cup. "The name of the poet immortal Li Bai has long been like thunder, and the old man unfortunately has never met him, which can be described as a pity. The old man wrote a few limerick poems, far inferior, far inferior. The talent of the Liang brothers, according to the old man, is not under the poet immortal Li Bai. "He Zhizhang is dressed upright, and he is right." Mrs. He has promoted her juniors. I'm waiting for the first time to arrive, and I hope that He Lao will give me more advice! Liang Wenzhen blushed. Being excessively exalted and praised excessively, as long as there is still shame, it will inevitably blush and heartbeat.

"Brother Liang is full of kung fu, and he is so sharp, and the Sprinkle family is not his opponent. His free stick will come out, just like a flying immortal outside the sky, that is, a poetry immortal, I am afraid of him. This is not a bragging, but a brother. Lu Zhishen paused for an iron Zen staff, his face showed disbelief, and he glared. That's right, my master didn't brag about it. "Zhao Mindao." Once the power of Wing Chun is unleashed, it is true! Xu Fan said.

"Who is blowing nonsense, even the poets and immortals are afraid of him?" Suddenly, there was a shout from outside the gate, and then, Liang Wenzhen and the others saw a tall and elegant man in a gray and white robe, aged in his thirties, with a sword at his waist, and his head held high from the outside. "This, this brother, the brother of the younger brother brags nonsense, how offended, please bear with me." Liang Wenzhen was a newcomer, and he didn't dare to offend anyone, so he hurriedly got up and clasped his fists and saluted. "You're the one who even the poets and immortals are afraid of?" The man stood still, glanced at Liang Wenzhen, and squinted his eyes.

"This friend, we were chatting over tea, not intentionally offended. If you're in the mood, it's better to have a drink! He Zhizhang sat on the stool, his face was calm, and he raised his hand to sign. I'm also a swordsman, and since there are masters who know how to fly immortals outside the sky, and they are still blowing nonsense, it's better to let me learn a few tricks. "That man is a sword." It's rude, strong man, the younger brother can only punch and kick and stick skills, not a swordsman, and can't compete with you. Liang Wenzhen was neither humble nor arrogant, and continued to say respectfully. Swordsman? "We also have swordsmen here." Niu Ren Xu Fan and Zhao Min saw that the people were violent, and Liang Wenzhen flinched so much, he felt a sense of injustice, and said politely.

"I'm the one who knows swordsmanship, Liang Lang, I'll teach him a few tricks!" Xu Miaoyin stepped forward, made a loud noise, and pulled out the sword dao. "Miss!" "Miao Yin, no!" "Brother and sister, don't be reckless!" Li Shishi, Hu Sanniang, Liang Wenzhen, Lu Zhishen and others spoke one after another. "Hugh should be worried about me. How is it? Don't you dare to fight my little girl? Xu Miaoyin was aggressive, and said with anger in her tone. Lang Jun, who was still praising his own family just now, is omnipotent, and at this time, a man jumps out to challenge, how can he back down? !

Liang Wenzhen and his gang came to the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty through the wormhole, and met the great poet He Zhizhang. was talking and laughing, and was unexpectedly challenged by a cold and arrogant man. Xu Miaoyin's husband was anxious and came out to fight, a big war was inevitable. The so-called night can't talk about ghosts, and the sun can't talk about people, the man in front of him is famous in history, but who is it? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.