Tianji Mountain in midsummer, so green that it seems that someone poured a thick ink on the heaven and earth, a few wisps of white fog will cover everything, the people under the mountain can't see half of the scenery on the mountain, but the people on the mountain have already seen the secrets of the whole world.

Seeing this, Zhuang Lin's little scholar Leshui grabbed one and put it in his mouth, and the sour juice poured into his throat at once, choking so much that he could only keep coughing dryly, and shook off a basket of plums in his hand, shaking off several.

"It's so sour!" Leshui's whole face twisted into a ball, and he complained to Leshan beside him.

When Leshan saw it, he couldn't help laughing, "Didn't you do it yourself?" The plums in June dare to put them in your mouth, and the old gentleman wants us to pick them and make wine, but you want to eat them yourself. ”

"Don't dare! Don't dare! Leshui said aggrievedly, looking up at the yellow warbler crying in the tree, thinking that the young master was tired recently, and he was wilting and playing chess with the old man, and he had no spirit, so it was also excellent to brew a pot of sour plum juice to refresh himself.

A Tianji Mountain, this is talking about the elegant and idle things of cooking wine and making soup, but the road is about the world's major events of economic prosperity.

There is a saying in the book: "Tang Taizong Li Shimin achieved the emperor's success, during which he killed countless people, he couldn't sleep at night after taking the throne, and there were many nightmares, Li Shimin was afraid of it, so that Marshal Qin Qiong and General Wei Chi Gong stayed on both sides of the palace gate every night, and it was really safe. ”

Outside Ying Riyao's study in the east corner, there are also two "door gods" standing in front of the room, Ying Yi on the left does not smile and does not squint, and Ying Yi on the right has a hippie smiling face. There is a stark contrast between the two guarding in front of the door, but if you want to talk about martial arts, I'm afraid this usually giggling Ying Er is even better.

Why is he only second in the Heroic Guard? That's because Eichi is three months older than him! was born in March, and Ying Er could only be wronged to be a "second-class" guard.

The same goes for the two people in the room! Ying Yanyang wore a moon-white brocade robe, with a white jade belt inlaid on his waist, a proud son of the sky, and a polite bearing. Ying Riyao, who was sitting opposite, was accustomed to the brocade belt of Xuanyi, and there was a "night sword" by his side, which was imposing, not angry and arrogant, and as cold as frost, which made people look intimidating.

A man with a long smile on his face, like a spring breeze, others only felt that he was a tolerant and generous eldest brother, but unexpectedly, he was born a few months late, so he had to recognize this big iceberg as a brother, and feel at ease to be a younger brother who was protected by him.

However, this younger brother is not happy to call "brother", he is the same age, and he is used to getting along as friends, so he directly calls the other party's name.

"Riyao, what did the spies sent down say?"

Ying Riyao was not annoyed, this person who should be tolerated by him in the whole world was just the person in front of him, so he said bluntly: "Bai Yuanwei has gone too far this time, completely ignoring the lives and deaths of the victims, there are 3,000 dead and wounded south of Huainan, and 2,000 are starving to death." ”

"How can it be!" As soon as he heard such a tragic situation, Ying Yanyang's demeanor completely dissipated, and only anger remained.

"Bai, I'm getting more and more arrogant." Ying Riyao said in a deep voice, since Ying Hui succeeded as the crown prince, the Bai family has been ready to move, gather people's hearts everywhere, and strengthen Ying Hui's henchmen, it can be said that they have put all the pressure on Ying Hui, and now that they have such a good opportunity, they will inevitably recover a hundred times the money they paid for Ying Hui before.

He speculated that what the Bai family was involved in should be more than just disaster relief money, but also something more serious!

The mint fragrance smoked in the room, the wisps of wisps dissipated the depression of late summer, the world-famous sword placed next to the person of the Beidou Zun, the neat black scabbard, the inlaid obsidian glowed with a vigorous and resolute light.

"Five days later, Bai Yuanwei will go to the town in the north and south of Huaibei to inspect it, and I will do it myself."

Ying Riyao's voice was colder than the ice in the cold winter of Mobei, killing one person, like an ice pick condensing to the ground, naturally, needless to say.

Ying Yanyang also knew that Bai Yuanwei had been in Huainan for more than two months this time, and it was time to return to Beijing with the fabricated good news.

"Then I'll be on the mountain, waiting for you to return from killing the thief!"

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Wei Huan looked at Li Fu on the opposite side blankly, gobbling up a big white steamed bun, as if this ration was his father-killing enemy, so he couldn't help but chew the steamed bun in his mouth, it still tasted like this, it didn't make much difference!

"Brother Li, don't worry, eat slowly, I still have it here!" He quietly put his other steamed bun into the other party's bowl.

I saw Li Fu glance at it, nodded happily, and said, "Thank you!" I don't know why I'm so hungry today! Especially smelling the aroma of fried fat sausages in the dog official's house, she can't forget the smell of oil until now.

Wei Huan saw Li Fu's desolate appearance, where could he still eat the steamed buns in his hand, he could only take a closer look at the person in front of him, although Li Fu said that he brought ten taels when he went out, and even the money for an insole on weekdays was not enough, but seeing his elegant demeanor, he did not seem to be a poor person.

When he went out this time, he deliberately dressed lightly, but he couldn't give up a pair of good brocade shoes, which depends on whether the family is rich, just look at the shoes he wears. Thinking of this, Wei Huan hurriedly looked down at Li Fu, the shoes that were covered by a long robe, but unexpectedly, he saw a pair of small feet.

This Li Fu, is it a man or a woman?

"Brother Li, take the liberty of asking you this year?" Wei Huan was very puzzled, and tried his best to recall whether he was so girly when he was young.

Yan Du saw that the other party gave him a big white steamed bun, and he was in a very good mood, so he answered all questions: "Twelve." ”

She hasn't had her birthday this year, but it's also a matter of four months, and as the saying goes, she will be one year older after the New Year, and it doesn't matter if she is older.

"Twelve!" Wei Huan bowed his head thoughtfully, six years younger than himself, but the same age as his sister, he could really be his little brother.

However, he still can't remember what he looked like when he was twelve, but he remembered the childhood sweetheart who grew up together since childhood, and the person at the age of twelve was already a little adult, and he was definitely not as interesting as Li Fu.

If Li Fu is willing to worship his brother, I don't know how much fun it is!

"Brother Li, Wei is eighteen this year, half a round older than you, he has been taken care of by you all the way, Huan is grateful, I don't know if you are willing to worship me as a brother, so that Wei can get a grass ring to repay?"

Yan Duan, who had been eating steamed buns all the way, paused, and didn't need to think about it at all, so he replied directly: "I didn't help you anything, you don't have to be so polite!" ”

Although she didn't say anything rude to Wei Huan all the way, she didn't greet her, but he had always been polite, and Yan Du knew that her favor to him was not enough, so why should she repay it, besides......

"I already have a brother at home, and if he knew that I worshipped someone outside, I am afraid he would have lifted the roof!"

As soon as he thought of Zhuang Lin, Yan Du couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, and the strength of biting the steamed bun slowly unloaded. If he really let him know that he recognized a godbrother, he would definitely cry and sprinkle around him, this is not easy to coax!

Wei Huan was quite surprised, seeing Li Fu's independent behavior, he couldn't guess that she had a brother, but when he saw the smile on the other party's lips, he had to ask more: "What kind of person is Brother Li's brother?" ”

What kind of person is my brother? Yan Dui opened a pair of apricot eyes, turned around, and smiled: "He is a pure and kind person, but he is not as knowledgeable as you." "It can be said that there is no ink in his chest, but my brother is also the son of a bachelor of Hanlin, so he should still be able to read and write.

After saying that, the last bite of steamed buns was finished, so he took a sip of tea, stood up and ran to his room.

"Brother Li, where are you going in such a hurry?" Wei Huan saw that she was quick and walked neatly, and thought that he had offended the other party by asking too much, but when he turned his head, he heard her respond cheerfully and generously:

"Practice the sword!"

Twenty zhang away from the peach blossom view, the barren grass is overgrown and lonely, the summer wind blows two or three wild flowers, a figure is wearing a black and white robe, the straight waist is as slender and strong as an aspen, and the eyes on the jade white cheeks are sharp, and the heroic spirit is attacking.

Yan Dusk held a large sword that had not been unsheathed for a long time, the pitch-black scabbard was unremarkable, and the hilt of the sword that she had swung day and night had been trimmed once, but it was a little loose.

Raising her arm and drawing her sword, there was a rapid sound of the blade sheathing and the sound of the empty room, the sword body was cleaned by her and reflected the light, but I don't know if it was stained with blood or too many blows, and it felt not as strong as before.

"You are a peerless sword that the master bought for me for ten taels of silver, so you have to fight for it!" At this moment, Yan Duan said earnestly to the big sword in his hand.

Because, tomorrow it will accompany her to stage a big drama again!

I saw the sword light flashing, as fast as lightning, constantly changing moves and agile postures, looming in the half-height weeds, the sword light drew thousands of arcs in the air, and the changes were endless, and it was impossible to catch a trace of prying into the gaps.

Changhong runs through the sun, unstoppable.

For some reason, a lost little wild butterfly was swept into the sharp sword momentum by the sword wind, fluttering its wings in a panic, but suddenly found that everything suddenly quieted down, and the air changed back to the silence just now.

The nine styles were exhausted, Yan Du breathed tightly, the sword momentum was dispersed at the moment of the hanging sword, the sword blade pointed directly at the green grass, the sunlight passed through the dense grass branches, faintly shining on the shining sword body, the butterfly still flew, the grass was still verdant, leaving no trace for thousands of miles.

"Quiet real people, I don't know what to teach?" The ears and eyes are clear, and the eyes and the words of the eight directions have long been aware of the comer standing in the distance, and the mouth is gently called, and the internal force transmits the sound, so that the real people can hear it clearly.

Jing Jue Zhenren didn't hide it, flew lightly, and fell straight to the twilight: "You are a disciple of Li Jingtang, I can't teach you." She knew the other party's intentions, and if she killed the person who should be killed, even Guanyin Bodhisattva would not interfere!

She just wanted to see how far Li Jingtang's apprentice had practiced, the nine styles of Yi Shui Sword Technique were enough!

"Really? But you've already taught! Yan Du simply retracted the sword from the scabbard, his expression faded from the ruthlessness of the sword swing, and a pair of apricot eyes were as bright and firm as the stars.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or deliberately, if there is no overhearing the conversation between the two Taoist aunts on the tree, she can't understand what the people need most, and what Jingjie real people taught her is to be truly empathetic!

The real person was silent, and left a sentence for a while:

"Peach Blossom View is a quiet place, if you kill someone, you have to wipe off the blood and come back!"

After saying that, he turned to leave, and Yan Du stared at the emaciated back of the real person, as if he had seen the master.

"Little apprentice, keep it in mind!"

She raised her head and took a sharp breath of fresh air, and the sun above her head shone on everyone without bias, on the handsome face of the little young man.

Shining on the black gauze hat that covered his handsome face on the horse that had been riding his horse for several days, he had reached the prince of England a hundred miles north of Huainan.

Also according to the peach blossom view, has been standing quietly, bathed in Zen and worship on the white porcelain Guanyin statue.

In the troubled times, there is no need to bother the gods and Buddhas, two young heroes, standing between heaven and earth with long bodies, and a sword in their hands arbitrarily determines the good and evil in the world!