"The one who husbands heaven and earth is the reverse journey of all things; Those who have passed through time have passed by for hundreds of generations. And floating like a dream, for the joy of geometric ......" Tengwang Pavilion, and Wang Bo's "Tengwang Pavilion Preface" is hung on the opposite side of Tang Li Taibai's "Spring Night Banquet Peach and Plum Garden Preface". Tengwang Pavilion fell into disrepair for a long time, and Pei Ju allocated special funds the year before last to ask skilled craftsmen to renovate it. Today is a good day to repair, only to see Tengwang Pavilion up and down, the lanterns are colorful: bright red on the wall, the eaves are towering, the glass is bright, and it is really worthy of the word 'spectacular'.

And outside the cabinet of the Tengwang Pavilion, there are many gentry. In the outskirts of, women and children are there. Looking at the scene, it is really necessary to "open a feast to seat flowers, fly feathers and get drunk with the moon".

On such an occasion, of course, Pei Ju couldn't help but be in person.

The first place of the chairman, of course, is Pei Ju.

Tengwang Pavilion is not too high, and the chairman is arranged on the top floor. Pei Ju intentionally or unintentionally did not sit on the east head. In this way, the words he needs to face are only "and life is like a dream, for joy", but what he recited was two sentences that made all those who had ambitious ambitions have to be shocked - "When you are old, you should be strong, and you would rather know the heart of the white head; Poor and strong, do not fall into the ambition of the clouds. ”

Fortunately, where he sits, there is the throne.

Pei Ju looked at the traffic downstairs, and the guards around him were already in strong clothes or plain clothes, covering all the important places in and out. But-this is not safe, although Hu Yuzhi is sitting not far from him, but Canghua is not there, the short and thick Canghua who is holding a 'broad and heavy knife' is not there.

Pei Ju's face was expressionless. All the words of praise passed through his ears like floating clouds. - Today's paving is really luxurious.

Pei Ju is not a big man who promises to be honest. He doesn't mind any luxury, as long as it's not extravagant. Compared with integrity, he values 'potential' more. And luxury itself is a kind of momentum, a kind of 'momentum' that presses on the heads of all people.

Politics is a mess of ambiguity, dirty in itself, because it reconciles nothing else but desire. And the only thing that can be pressed on the head of desire and made everyone look up to is luxury. Successful politics is nothing more than building a path of desire that can successfully allow people from the Son of Heaven to the common people to continue to gallop and reconcile up and down. There is no refuge in one person's life, and only on that open avenue of desire can people be a little safe, and get a little ordinary happiness and refuge in life, right?

The corners of Pei Ju's lips twitched slightly-it's a pity that one person's desires are often bound to interfere with and infringe on other people's desires, so there will be disputes, so there will be politics. Therefore, Pei Ju has always looked down on those so-called officials who are 'self-assured'. They dreamed of a great harmony under the existing conditions, but they never imagined that people's desires would never stop. When many selfish desires are crowded on a small road, and thousands of troops cross a single-plank bridge, politics is the only thing that can reconcile the interests of each other.

Dong Mi proclaimed that 'truth-seeking, solitary kindness, and hidden forbearance' were the way to get along with each other, and Xiao Yuzheng wanted to build a real outline of peace between the upper and lower levels in this earthly world, which was what they called the 'Tao'. But Pei Ju, he is a person who does practical things, what he wants is not the Tao, but profit, a 'profit' that can be reconciled with each other as much as possible and not compete. That is the only faith that can survive in the world for a long time, and it is also the only faith that the people are willing to take refuge into. Therefore, the construction of Pei Du's Mansion is extremely magnificent, so he will not hesitate to spend a lot of money to renovate the Tengwang Pavilion. Because in Pei Ju's opinion, those small people are willing to build such a governor's mansion or Tengwang Pavilion or something to oppress their heads.

Proper compression creates a certain sense of stability. Like a child, what is indispensable is the appropriate amount of scolding and beating from parents anyway - in Pei Ju's eyes, the explanation of the words 'treating the people as children' is like this.

What is hateful is that there will always be many people in this world who will compete with him for the right to 'treat the people as children'.

Pei Ju was thinking in his heart, but the people present could only see a noble and modest smile on his face. Sharp-eyed people are thinking in their hearts: Why, today's Pei Du seems to be good or weak?

A famous thorn suddenly floated up in the midst of the praise of the people.

The famous thorn came so suddenly—a piece of paper refined by the 'Huimo Hall' in Beijing suddenly flew in from the window out of thin air.

The highest floor of Tengwang Pavilion was originally smaller than the structure of the lower floor, and you can see the eaves of the lower floor and the open space in the eaves outside the threshold, and the famous thorn is supposed to fly from there.

That piece of light paper may not be surprising enough, but it is strange that it is at the right time. Not only was it full of guests, but even the guards of Pei Mansion didn't see the name of the paper flying in.

It just stopped and landed in front of Pei Ju's wine glass. Hu Yuzhi raised his head sharply and looked at Pei Ju.

Pei Ju was looking downstairs. But he saw a man in a plain brocade robe look up and smile at him, and then, the figure of that person had disappeared into the flow of people again.

There are only a few words on the name thorn:

Brother Pei Qinghuan is elegant, in Jiangxi, the style of Sven has flourished since then. I heard that there are gentlemen of the Qingliu Society, and they are happy to see the hunt, and they want to have fun with their brother, can they laugh and extend their laughter?

The white-clothed Mu galloped and paused

Pei Ju raised his eyes and came-Mu Benteng, it turned out that the person wearing a plain brocade robe was Mu Benteng. Looking at his smile, it seems that he is proud of a good show arranged by him. What is he going to do, just to disrupt his seemingly stable Nanchang political situation?

Could it be that they already have the intention of activating?

It is only more than ten zhang away from the Tengwang Pavilion, and there is another supporting pavilion.

The matching pavilion is much lower than the Tengwang Pavilion. I saw that there was a man in black crouching at the top of the pavilion. He was extremely short, and he could barely be seen as he crouched. No one knew that he was coming, including those guards, including Pei Ju.

His body was hidden in the shadow of the eaves of the pavilion, and his Excellency was laughing and laughing, and his eyes were only three feet in front of him, and no one would see him.

He is Canghua, the commander of the guards in Pei Du's mansion and the chief guard of Canghua.

His vigilant eyes have been wandering around, only rarely, occasionally sweeping Pei Ju. But under his sweep, his eyes will always be filled with an indescribable affection. When he saw Pei Ju in the midst of the crowd, his natural and respectful demeanor, he couldn't help but feel a trace of admiration in his heart.

He admired Pei Ju's gorgeous appearance - even a man would actually admire the appearance of the same sex, because that was what he dreamed of having but never had. In Canghua's mind, the so-called man should be like that.

Cang Hua suddenly exhaled softly, and the shadow of Cang Jiu Ye flashed in his heart. Cang Jiuye is thin and vigorous, that is the template of another man in Cang Hua's heart. Although Cang Hua seems to be rough and arrogant, wild and uninhibited, whenever he looks up at Cang Jiu Ye and Pei Ju, he can't help but feel a childlike weak and helpless admiration and powerlessness in his heart - in front of them, he always feels that he is still like a child. It was like losing my father when I was five years old. His young heart always longs for a man who is strong enough to be a template for his life.

Canghua looked down at his hands, maybe he didn't realize it, no matter how strong these hands were, but the life he was bent on practicing hard and finally getting through was actually not sound. He had to have someone he could admire. As long as he encounters it, no matter what, he will spill this life, and he will protect him.

And Master Pei, how can he be so powerless today?

Is he tired of these battles, tired of being tired of this earthly world? Is there a small part of the reason for this?

Canghua raised his eyes, today, he lurked here, secretly protecting Pei Ju, it can be said that he has violated the family rules of Hua Cang's second surname and Cang Jiuye's strict orders. However, even though Cang Jiu Ye is his idol, he is the common Cang Jiu Ye of many people, and many children of the Cang family. And Pei Ju is his own - Pei Ju, whom he secretly admires, owns, and knows his style alone.

Suddenly, a murderous slick rose from his forehead. The pair of one-word eyebrows under his forehead twisted, and the pupils of his eyes suddenly constricted.

Geyang Cang's family was originally born in the Eagle Claw Gate, and this skill of Eagle Eye Canghua can be said to have been cultivated since childhood.

He was staring at a guy delivering food in 'Manfang Building'.

- This man is no ordinary fellow!

- The killer, the killer of the Seiryu Society.

- This man, he has been looking for him for a long time. Even if one is found, it is not difficult to find the rest of the hidden comrades.

There were eight of these people, Canghua looked at it carefully, and then confirmed it again. That's right, there were eight of them, one of them was hidden among the ordinary gentry, and two of them were his servants, sitting on the penultimate floor of the Tengwang Pavilion.

And the one who was about to be sent to the roof with a fish was supposed to be the prelude to their murder.

Canghua looked around, and there were four others, either pretending to be ordinary people, or disguised as old village women, or dressed as vendors doing small business, or carrying hands like sour scribes, or front or back, sealing all possible retreats when Pei Ju retreated in a panic after being assassinated.

Canghua's hand tightened, and he grabbed a glazed tile under his body fiercely, almost grabbing it with so much force that he wanted to crack it - if he couldn't make a move, did he want to do it?

The stern face of Cang Jiu Ye appeared in front of his eyes. If he makes a move, according to the family rules of the Cang family, he will almost be out of the Cang family! For the Cang family, he has no attachment, and they haven't been good to him since he was a child. However, hatred and oppression can sometimes bind a person and a family deeper and closer. Even if he can break through this layer of bondage, the stern Cang Jiu Ye is a barrier that cannot be broken through in his heart. He never blamed Cang Jiuye for being strict with himself, he was the head of a clan, and he stood tall at the age of sixty, giving the Cang clan, up and down, hot-blooded children, and declining fathers and elders with a complete family and complete conversion.

- Even if he doesn't make a move, with Pei Ju's own painstaking protection ability, plus Mr. Hu Yuzhi and Mr. Hu on his side, he should be able to deal with this crisis, right?

However, Canghua's fingers suddenly slammed into his palm: Pei Ju, what he wants now is not to save his life, but to be stable! In Jiangxi, which is currently in a turbulent and urgent situation, to give peace to all living people, any slightest disturbance is an opportunity to send Dongmi and his political enemies in the DPRK and China. His Jiangxi, now can not be chaotic, he has always been peaceful before the catastrophe occurred, this is the most important political achievement of his standing in the dynasty. If there is a riot, even if it can be suppressed, it has lost face. In the future, the promotion that Pei Ju longed for will become difficult and hopeless.

And Canghua, he has always wanted to protect Pei Ju with his own strength, and he can really fly away once he is holding him up.

Cang Hua's heart was full of ice, and then he looked at it, but saw Pei Ju's gaze suddenly raised when he looked at the thorn, and his gaze was rare and far away.

- His heart is thinking of himself - Canghua's heart is full of blood, and Governor Pei's heart is thinking of himself at this time.

Damn it! No matter, no matter! What kind of family rules are tired, what is the strict order of the ninth master! He wants to help him, because he is thinking of himself, helping Pei Ju, who only belongs to him alone!

The people inside and outside the pavilion didn't have time to see anything, but they heard a sudden eagle roar in the air. That voice came suddenly, with a bright heart and a loud voice.

When everyone was shocked, they only felt that they were lost by that shout. Then someone who reacted quickly looked up, and saw that a large eagle seemed to be passing through the air. The eagle fluttered with its wings outstretched, and its whole body was black.

No one will recognize that it is the Eagle Falcon Dafa of Canghua's unique 'appendage service form' in Yiyang Cang's family. The eagle-like shadow swooped straight to the penultimate layer at the top of the Tengwang Pavilion, and only borrowed a little force from an old locust tree in the middle, and then it attacked out of thin air, only to hear someone'ah', and before he could see clearly, the guy who was fishing in the 'Manfang Building' had been caught by it and flew straight to the lake outside the pavilion.

But they didn't have time to think of anything, only a broken plate and the steaming fish on the ground.

The faces of the four disguised killers that His Excellency King Teng had been waiting for had changed, as had the faces of the squire and his two retinues in the pavilion. They kept silent, and when everyone looked up, they quietly withdrew from the crowd and chased after the lake.

It took a long time for a hoarse and excited child's voice to scream, "What's that?" So what's going on? ”

But I heard a middle-aged man mutter: "Eagle! What a big eagle, such a big eagle caught a guy from Man Fanglou! ”

Hawk? ——Pei Ju's heart flashed, and then his face was unpredictable, and he smiled deeply.

As soon as he waved his hand, in the pavilion on the lower floor, a group of Pei Mansion's Tsing Yi team was already singing loudly.

In a short time, calm had returned to the inside and outside of Tengwang Pavilion.

In Jiangxi, he is a god, a god who protects the food and clothing of thousands of households. In front of the people, he will not show a trace of hesitation. Although he still deliberately showed a little weakness today.

- This world, you are in it, in fact, you can never be really as safe as a rock, but you must at least look like a rock. All the battles and let it be hidden underground, as practiced as he is, it is impossible to sort out all the rights and wrongs in the world with the power of one person. Therefore, he must use a little such a day, a little vanity of liveliness to give the little folk animals who are usually used to competing on the way of desire a little illusion and rest of the world.

- Politics and politics, politics for him is not only those sinister court battles, but also must be timely to smear the desolate world and the dangerous situation with a layer of gold dust. The whitewashed peace will extinguish the desire for confusion in people's hearts to a certain extent, giving people an illusory illusion, and they will obediently follow you. Don't try to show people the real truth, no one deserves it, and the happiness they ask for is not that the rulers can let them live in a false dream for the rest of their lives.

Pei's small drama is famous in Jiangxi, and ordinary people can't hear it, so at this time, no matter what they know or not, everyone can't help but be silent for a while, pricking up their ears, and listening to the clear sound and fine rhyme floating in the air.

Pei's small drama is really extraordinary, just listen to this time, the sheng flute is lived, and the head of the Peifu opera troupe is singing a play "Zhao's Orphan":

This child was born without relatives, and when he was pregnant, he destroyed his ancestors, and when he grew up, he was less auspicious and more fierce. His father was beheaded in Yunyang, and his mother died in the cold palace, where is there a bloody white-clothed face? It's a black-headed worm without gratitude.

[Cheng Yingyun] The Zhao family relied on this little housekeeper and wanted him to take revenge.

You say that he is a true man who reports his parents; I'm a small business that is a nuisance to my grandmother!

This paragraph made Pei Ju listen to it, and somehow he always felt a little touching. Zhao's orphan, revenge, he suddenly smiled at the full crowd of gentlemen: "Hehe, Zhao's orphan, Zhao's orphan, I didn't think about it, but I sang the story of Cheng Ying." Today, I don't know how many people still have a mind - embracing the world is like picking up orphans. ”

As he spoke, his eyes seemed to be looking at everyone present, but his eyes seemed to be focused on the distance that was so empty. In his mind, what he remembered at this time was the brother-in-law he had never met a few times.

…… Xiao Yuzheng, such a thin and straight body, that kind of demeanor that really embraces the world like an orphan. He really deserves to be a real man. No wonder Sister Ling will fall in love with him. I only heard Cheng Ying sing:

…… In this puppet shed, the drum and flute are carried out, just as a short dream. Turning back and growing old early. How can you meet if you don't repay your kindness, you don't have to be brave when you see righteousness, and what is the use of words without faith! Don't ask us to accompany us, why should my husband die in the end, and my gray hair is fluffy.

- Before his death, Yue Zheng seemed to really want to entrust his "Liver and Gall Record" to himself, and entrusting it to the world is like entrusting an orphan. Can you take it yourself?

In today's situation, Dongmi and Qingliu Society are both looking at the side, which is already chaotic enough. He must show weakness, right?

I only heard him mutter: "However, even if you have this heart to embrace the world like an orphan, and the Si people have gone, how many people with liver and gall can afford this orphan's trust?" ”

The crowd didn't understand what he was talking about. Pei Ju glanced at them, but he knew that in the audience, these old clans in Nanchang City, I am afraid that there are not many people who have all kinds of inexplicable relations with Dongmi and Qingliu Society. Suddenly, he pulled out a small parchment scroll from his bosom - Sister Lingmei had finally sent someone to deliver it to him last night.

"I've got a new play these days, and it's a really good play. There are all the liver and gallbladder in the text, but in this world, there are not many people who sing with them, right? ”

Everyone looked at the small yellowed parchment scroll, and saw that there were three words on the head of the scroll, which were clear and lonely, and the force penetrated the back of the paper, and it seemed that only in the meaning of the pen could see the character of the person who mentioned the word. Those three words are: liver and gallbladder record.

There was a person next to him who smiled and said, "I heard that Master Pei has a good voice." In addition, with Master Pei's insight, in this world, no matter how good the drama is, I am afraid that even if others are not worthy of singing, Master Pei is definitely worthy of singing a song. ”

After speaking, as soon as he attached his palm, he was ready to coax the public and let Pei Ju sing a song for the feast.

saw Pei Ju wave his hand and said in a muffled voice: "It's a pity that my voice has already fallen, and I can't sing it anymore with such a bright and majestic voice." ”

Saying that, he sighed softly, "So, I'm afraid that this drama is no longer suitable for existence in the world." ”

Then, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he stretched out the small parchment roll on the table on the charcoal with the "Yipin pot" simmering. There was only a scorching stench in the room, and everyone present was dumbfounded, but no one dared to persuade him, and he burned the small roll of sheepskin to ashes.

I only heard Pei Ju sigh softly: "As soon as the liver and gallbladder are empty, what can I do, the world is just ice and snow?" ”

Then he looked genuinely powerless.

Canghua's claw grasped extremely hard.

The fingers of his hands pierced the bones of the shoulders of the man dressed as a fellow, and the blood on the shoulders of the fellow was gushing out.

But that guy was also really fierce, along the way, when Canghua flew and pounced, trying his best to avoid the eyes and ears inside and outside the Tengwang Pavilion, he twisted his waist, and his body was hooked up, and a pair of legs towards Canghua or the side of the nose, or the perineum, or kicked or kicked, or hit with knees, or with heels, and attacked the vital places of Canghua's whole body at once.

Canghua had both hands occupied, and he couldn't counterattack for a while, so he could only turn around with all his strength to dodge the counterattack that hit his perineum and lower abdomen.

He was born in the Eagle Claw Gate, and he was good at the art of longitudinalism, but this kind of mid-air fight was the first time for him. Not only did he take into account the guy's all-out attack, but his eyes also looked down, only to see that there were seven figures chasing after him.

Judging by their skills, they are all good enough to be first-class players. Canghua secretly exclaimed in his heart, 'luck', if these people are allowed to make a move, today's Tengwang Pavilion, Pei Dudu is safe, it will be enough to stir up the chaos in Jiangxi.

He had almost exhausted his strength in this rush, and finally threw himself into a miscellaneous bush by the lake, there was no one around, he grabbed it with both hands, only to hear the guy's scream - under Canghua's grasp, he had broken a pair of pipa bones, along with two large pieces of flesh and blood. The guy's body was out of control, and he fell straight down from a high place.

But the moment before he fell, he still turned over, gathered all his strength, and kicked the purple gold crown upside down! He unleashed the full force of his last blow.

Canghua was inconvenient to dodge in the air, only to feel a huge pain coming from the lower abdomen, and this pain was really painful. His swoop was exhausted, and when he landed, an elbow hammer was right in the cartilage between the man's throat. The guy rolled his eyes again, and he was on the spot.

Canghua still held the two pieces of flesh that had been grabbed from the man's shoulders in his hands. At this time, the pain could not be taken any longer, and he rolled over and rolled twice on the ground, barely avoiding the combined blow of the gentry-like man and his servants. Then, with one hand, he threw the flesh in his hand, and the two lumps of flesh were thrown straight at the gentry-like man and one of his servants.

The two of them subconsciously took it, and after taking it, although they were fierce killers of the Qingliu Society, looking at the still warm piece of flesh on their shoulders in their hands, they almost couldn't help bending over and vomiting.

Canghua is facing a situation of one as seven. In the rivers and lakes, with one to many, it is hard to be fast. He sprang up suddenly, and while the two men who were receiving the meat had no time to help, the other claw grabbed at the throat of the other servant. What he practiced in the Eagle Claw Gate was this kind of work that was like an eagle falcon and broke his muscles and bones. The man was shocked by his fierceness, but he couldn't make two moves, and he had already pinched his throat with one claw, and only heard a slight 'cluck'. Another killer died at the hands of Canghua.

But then the four people behind had already pounced. Canghua's black-clothed figure has flown up, but his kung fu is not high-spirited, but blindly fierce and wild, and all the moves he makes are personal skills.

The other party is either a lock or a knife, or a palm or a ruler, but Canghua's thick hands are dripping with blood. He is in danger, but he also knows in his heart that there is no absolute master in the rivers and lakes, and life and death are just a glimmer of opportunity. It is in this line of opportunity, how should you exert your strength, and when should you exert your strength!

Canghua's cloak fluttered up at the right time, and his opponents totaled six. The opponent behind him only saw his cloak to cover his eyes, but Canghua had already jumped out of the cloak, close to him, bent his arms, buckled his wrists, and folded his humerus. His big and small grappling hands are nineteen hands, and his shot is the power to break tendons and bones.

The three people behind him covered their eyes with the cloak, thinking for a moment that he was still under the cloak, and struck at the cloak with a fierce move. But this trick was only reached, and when I was ecstatic in my heart, I could already hear the wild shouts and roars of the two companions.

They are all killers cultivated by the Qingliu Society for many years, no matter what the situation is, there is no reason to cry out like this. The expressions of the three people couldn't help but change. Then, they saw that the cloak had fallen, and Canghua was not among them. One of his companions on the other side had fallen to the ground. The other person, at this time, had a broken arm, a broken wrist, a broken foot, and a broken knee. Canghua's shot is actually the hottest in the Eagle Claw Gate, and even Cangjiu has always forbidden the "anti-broken branches" that are used cautiously under the door.

The technique of "reverse breaking branches" is supposed to capture the opponent's joint, and after caught, the reverse is skimming. This method is extremely ferocious, so in the Eagle Claw Gate, even if it is practiced in the same door, this technique is definitely not used.

One of the people who was still alive was under Canghua's claws, one of his left elbows was actually folded outward, the knee joints of his legs were broken, and his legs actually knelt forward in the mud in reverse.

His whole body and limbs hung in a direction that he would never have been able to reach, like a bird folding its wings. The swaying tragedy had almost shattered the idea of the remaining three of them fighting again at a glance. They didn't care to see Canghua himself, who was also pale at this time, and only saw his ruthless face.

One of the leaders of the three people was determined, and suddenly shouted: "The wind is tight,!" ”

If the remaining two were amnesty, they saw their three figures leap up, and they separated from three directions and fled into the distance.

Canghua didn't chase it. Today, in order not to leave any traces in front of the people of Nanchang that could cause a riot, after he began to capture the killer who pretended to be a buddy, the Eagle Leap had already done his best. In the first place, he also retaliated for the guy.

If the three killers of Qingliushe do not retreat, it is really difficult to predict who will die if the deer dies. He suddenly took a long breath, but what came to mind was Pei Ju.

- Master Pei, you mentioned me back then, and this is a kindness, and it has become a knowledge!

Then I won't let you leave the slightest remorse for the election that year.

At the top of the Tengwang Pavilion, the green smoke has not dispersed. Pei Ju lost his mind for only a moment, and suddenly thought in his mind: Sister Ling, Sister Ling would never be able to hand over the recording of "Liver and Gallbladder" to herself so easily and burn it. With her cleverness, it is impossible not to know that she is doing this, but she wants to suspend the current crisis. She should also have expected that her plan was also big, and she would not not know that she and her deceased husband were political enemies in the court. So why did she ...... And gave this thing to yourself?

She persecuted her with the family affection related to the safety of the high hall, but would she have other plans and plan to temporarily stabilize herself with this so-called family affection?

As soon as he looked up, he saw His Excellency King Teng, and a person in a plain brocade robe suddenly revealed, staring at him with one eye so deep and so thousand miles.

Mu Benteng, he has burned the gallbladder and liver record, making it clear that Dongmi has no ambition with them, why, don't they believe it?

If you don't believe it, you don't believe it. In any case, that short and fierce Canghua has been forced out to help himself again because of his momentary powerlessness.

Pei Ju quietly looked at the man's eyes, and in his hand was the embers after the burning of "Liver and Gall Records". The corner of the man's lips sneered slightly, as if to say: You and I are fighting, this is just the beginning. The situation in Jiangxi is bound to be turbulent forever.

One of the people in the seat sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity that the man's good words." ”

There was a person next to him who laughed and said: "When I mentioned the word, it made my brother think of it." Lord Pei, the front hall of the Tengwang Pavilion is still empty, and Lord Pei is good at calligraphy...... Prepare for ink! Today, Master Pei decided to leave some ink treasures to make up for the wall. ”

The one who spoke was the king of Nanchang Shouwang. The subordinates had already prepared the four treasures of the study on the big case on the side. Pei Ju walked to the front of the case and pondered slightly. Dongmi, Dongmi, Qingliu Society, Qingliu Society, you really won't believe that I Pei Ju is a drunken woman and plans to grow old in Jiangxi for the rest of my life?

He suddenly lifted the pen, and splashed three big characters on the thick ink:

Singing and dancing!

In the middle of the three words, there was a slam in the middle. If you send a block of Lei, such as giving up.

After the words were written, Pei Ju seemed to be in decline. Why be so dedicated? The world is fighting for the original way, and let yourself "stop, sing and dance!" "Let's go.

The twilight clouds were full of sky, but Yu Yang suddenly brightened, and painted the Tengwang Pavilion that had just been repaired with a layer of gold powder that looked so stable and peaceful, and it was so evenly smeared......

Someone in the forest suddenly applauded, Canghua's expression changed, and he said coldly: "Little Thirteen, come out." ”

A young man came out of the forest at this time, only to hear him smile and say: "Brother Hua, in the family surnamed Cang, you have been pressing me." I've finally made it this far. You have violated the order of the ninth master to help Pei Ju again, this time I didn't expect it wrong, right? You just wait for the punishment in our patriarchal shrine! ”

Canghua raised his head suddenly, Xiao Thirteen is his most competitive junior brother in Cangyuan, and he is also a young man in the Cang family who cannot be underestimated, but this person is not afraid.

The sun in the sky was already aware, and he raised his eyes to look at the heavy twilight clouds, and suddenly felt a pressure in his heart.

Two more people came out of the forest, and one of them sighed and said: "Cang Jiuye is really not wrong, Pei Ju is a person, good at hypocrisy, and good at winning people's hearts." Alas, Canghua, Canghua, can't you see what Pei Ju really is? For his sake, you've made a big mistake this time. ”

That person is nearly middle-aged, with a calm expression on his face, but he is Huamen Huacang, who is as famous as Canghua.

There was another person beside him who was silent, Canghua looked at him quietly, and saw that there was a rush in the tall and thin figure of the man—this was Cangyuan, who had always competed the most fiercely with him in the Cang family.

All three were watching him silently.

Canghua's short body stood in the twilight as if it had been abandoned so lonely. But there is a sad stalk in his chest that he will lose his sorrow again - his home, the home he grew up in and loved in pain, can't go back, can never go back.

I only heard Hua Cang say: "Canghua, you tie your hands, Cang Jiuye let us escort you back." ”

——The family rules are tired, all kinds of things, how can life be satisfactory in the world...... Master Pei said it well. But after all, he did what he wanted.

Canghua suddenly lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, Master Pei, and let me support you to carry on all the burdens of ambitions that you have to bear, but I can't fully understand their deep meaning.