Zheng Fan reached out and took the steamed bun and took a bite.

The noodles are just soft, and the shredded radish filling also tastes appropriate, especially when you bite into it, the combination of steamed bread and stuffing can be described as extremely comfortable.

The steamed buns that I often ate at home during the New Year in my previous life were made by Lao Tian and were as delicate as pastries.

"How?"

Tian Wujing asked.

Zheng Fan shook his head,

Road:

"It's almost hot."

When Tian Wujing heard this, he was not angry, but nodded.

Zheng Fan swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, put the remaining steamed bun in his hand on the table, and tried not to look at it.

Picked up the chopsticks and began to fish for vegetables and eat hot pot, saying while eating:

"I also like to eat steamed buns at home every day, and my daughter-in-law steamed them herself, just with a bowl of clear soup, he can eat four at a meal."

"Four?"

This is not a small bun or a small steamed bun, this is quite big and thick.

"Well, the little guy has eaten a lot since he was a child, Yu Huaping said, he is a natural spirit child, and he envy you very much."

A smile appeared at the corner of Tian Wujing's mouth,

Road:

"He should be envious."

apparently

Every day's physique, Lao Tian himself has explored.

What Yu Huaping can see, it is impossible for him to not see it without a mirror.

In terms of vision and insight, Yu Huaping's rivers and lakes are not comparable to the gate valve Tian family and temples of the past;

is about personal means, in addition to the peak of martial arts, Tian Wujing is also a little proficient in square arts;

moreover

God knows what else he knows,

Even this steamed bun is steamed so well.

"The Sword Master wants to accept Tiantian as an apprentice."

"Oh?"

No parent would refuse a sword master to take his child as an apprentice;

This means a kind of protection, but also a kind of backing.

The so-called people in the rivers and lakes can't help themselves, which is the hypocrisy of the people in the rivers and lakes who put gold on their faces;

People in the temple have too much helplessness and compromise;

On the contrary, in the rivers and lakes, you can act more without scruples.

For example,

And behold, one day,

The king's ministers died and the ministers had to die,

The head of the family led the whole family to cut themselves and did not dare to resist.

Because he had to consider the interests of the family with the same surname, the teachings of the sages he read, and the grace of the king;

But these things, in the eyes of the Jianghu people, are actually a joke, you can die if you want to, don't die with my apprentice, and then rush in alone? Take your own apprentices.

Juggernaut? Yes, there is this ability.

"But Tian Tian refused."

"Refused?"

"He said he wanted to practice knives."

"Knife practice?"

Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan.

"Uh......" Zheng Fan stubbornly continued? " I'll teach him well. ”

"Hmm."

The pressure when Marquis Zheng said this was really not ordinary, because Lao Tian also practiced knives.

"Very good." Tian Wujing added.

Would he like to see that? His own son followed Zheng Fan to practice knives? Master and father? Just sit down.

He hopes? Own son? I can live like Zheng Fan in the future.

A boy's dream,

is nothing more than martial arts or the thousands of troops under his command, such as a forest,

But?

This is not true happiness,

Because of the above two points? He Tian Wujing, but he did it all.

"You keep eating."

Tian Wujing got up and left the pavilion.

Zheng Fan continues to eat?

At the same time, he picked up the steamed bun he had put down earlier and ate it again, and then hesitated......

He was really hungry;

ultimately

Zheng Fan took two steamed buns from the steaming drawer, used them as rice, and started making them with a hot pot.

Under this heaven,

There are not many people who can make King Dayan Nanwang cook by himself, and Marquis Zheng is not polite, after eating so much, he almost drank the hot pot soup base.

Eat enough,

Zheng Fan got up,

Wander into the yard.

When passing by the mourning hall, Zheng Fan put down his hands.

The mourning hall has been reorganized and looks very plain.

In the incense burner, there is no incense ash.

Zheng Fan walked over and planned to light two sticks of incense.

"No need to order it, she doesn't like these miasma."

"Okay."

Zheng Fan nodded, but still knelt down and kowtowed.

"Do you know how to play chess?"

"Stinky chess basket, if you want to play, I'll accompany you."

"Then it's not going down, it's boring."

"Yes, next time, next time I go back to practice, my chess strength will definitely increase."

"That's it, don't wait for tomorrow, accompany me to Tianhu Mountain now, and leave the city tomorrow and return to Beijing."

"You walk, I'll follow."

Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan,

Road;

"It's all a marquis, and he speaks in a smooth tone, and he's not afraid of making people laugh."

"I'm afraid of jokes in front of you."

anyway

It's been a family for a long time.

forthwith

A prince and a prince,

Dayan is in Jindi, and the two with the highest authority rode two Pixiu and went directly out of Litian City.

Juggernaut didn't follow,

His responsibility is to protect Pingxihou;

And when Pingxi Hou stayed by King Jingnan's side, unless the prince fell, no one could hurt him.

again

Inside and outside Litian City, there are mostly camps of the Jingnan Army, and it is impossible for a large-scale and formed foreign army to come in.

The Sword Saint is happy to be idle at this time;

………

The Taoist temple on Tianhu Mountain, along with the fire a few years ago, has long been burned down.

Last year, Zheng Fan came once, and this year, he came again.

Actually, it's good that the mountain is without those wooden fish bells, and the mountain has become a mountain again.

The two Pixiu were left on the mountainside,

Tian Wujing and Zheng Fan climbed the stairs together.

On the way, I passed by the pavilion, which is said to be the location of the cuckoo falling off the cliff.

But Tian Wujing didn't do anything to stay, just looked at it twice, and then continued to go up the mountain.

Zheng Houye entered the state early anyway, it didn't matter where Lao Tian went, he followed behind anyway.

Both of them are in good health, even Marquis Zheng is at least a six-grade martial artist, and he is not tired of climbing a mountain.

There was no rest, no change in speed, and finally, I reached the top of the mountain.

From this position, you can clearly see the ruins on the southwest slope.

Tian sat on the ground without a mirror,

Seeing this, Zheng Fan also sat down opposite.

Lao Tian closed his eyes and did not speak;

Zheng Fan propped his hands on the ground behind him, posed more comfortably, and looked left and right, purely as if it was autumn.

At the foot of the mountain, the grass has long been withered and yellow, but on the mountain, there is still emerald green.

The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.

After sitting for a while, seeing that Lao Tian was still there with his eyes closed, Zheng Fan simply lay down on his side and couldn't help yawning.

The mountain breeze blows from time to time, which is cool for ordinary people, but for those who practice martial arts, it is just the right amount of comfort.

Confused,

Marquis Zheng also closed his eyes.

Lao Tian may be thinking about things, or emptying himself, at the very least, he is meditating;

Marquis Zheng really fell asleep, and because of the irregular sleeping position, he also snored slightly.

Although the mountain breeze is coming slowly, blowing the vegetation will also make a "rustling" sound, but in this place, there are only two people, Tian Wujing and Zheng Fan, and it is still obvious and clear under the movement and stillness.

Tian Wujing opened his eyes,

Seeing that the person in front of him was sleeping soundly,

Shaking his head slightly,

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Spread out your palms,

A soft gust of wind swept in, rolled up the vines on one side, and gently covered his body.

He Tian Wujing is the devil who is full of self-destruction,

Dayan folk, the wind evaluation is also very poor;

Even if he has made great military achievements, even the storyteller in the small teahouse will click on the side after a story is told.

The Jingnan army, in front of it, was all respectful and respectful, and they didn't dare to breathe;

But just him,

But in front of himself,

Able to have a better appetite and sleep better.

It's like a child, and I've found a real ground.

In fact

That's true.

When I woke up, a new world, new scenery, and a group of demon kings with different personalities around me.

Everything is unfamiliar;

Why did Zheng Fan do everything to gather masters in his mansion and stay vigilant, without him, he lacked a sense of security.

But when King Jingnan was in front of him,

Zheng Fan will naturally let down all his guard.

This sleep,

Zheng Fan didn't sleep for long, only more than half an hour.

When you wake up,

But I feel refreshed and extremely satisfied.

Lifting the meadow on his body, Marquis Zheng sat up and stretched.

Ahead

There was a figure standing on the edge of a cliff.

I haven't finished seeing the scenery yet,

Marquis Zheng rubbed his eyes, thinking about whether to sleep again.

"Zheng Fan."

But alas,

Although his back is facing this side, it is impossible to hide the situation behind him.

"Yes."

Zheng Fan got up and walked behind Tian Wujing.

"Thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons, how did you come up with the idea of writing such a sentence in the first place?"

This song "Man Jianghong" is extremely popular in the Yan army, no, to be exact, in the armies of other countries.

Because what is revealed in the words is not only tragic, but also the impassioned enthusiasm of being a military son.

This tone,

It is not in line with the Yan army, which has been winning in foreign wars in recent years.

It is more in line with the state of mind of the Chu army cadres who were defeated and defeated by the Yan army.

It was rumored from that carriage where there were four people sitting in it.

Chen Daxia, swordsmith,

Marquis Zheng, who has not yet been crowned marquis, and then the regent of Chu.

Because the regent liked this poem very much, and Zheng Fan's identity was a close disciple of Master Yao at that time, in that era, the writer wrote poems for the powerful, and the powerful used their influence to preach for the writer, which was a natural rule.

And the background of the creation of this poem is that under the city of Yupan, the Chu people were killed and captured, bowed their heads in shame and humiliation, and signed a peace treaty.

Therefore, this poem was quickly publicized, but even the regent did not expect it, and soon after, Zheng Fan tore off his disguise and snatched his own sister.

It's hard to recover when covered with water, that's probably what it means.

This poem has also spread to Yan Kingdom, but the "Ambition Hungry Meal Yanyu Meat" in it has naturally been changed.

The court of Yan State does not promote literary prisons, and this kind of random adaptation, coupled with the subsequent development, the rare confusion of the regent of the party really makes the people of Yan and the magnates feel comfortable.

It is said that Emperor Yan once ordered Zhao Jiulang to transcribe this poem and hang it in the inner room of his imperial study, that is, the place where the emperor rested after his office.

The last time he entered Beijing, Zheng Fan entered the imperial study, but he didn't get into the inner room, so he didn't know whether this rumor was true or not, and he couldn't be sure, His Majesty Emperor Yan was also his fan?

And Tian Wujing's question seems very natural, because he understands Zheng Fan's heart, and the poems are all sung with Yongzhi, and this word is clearer, but it doesn't seem to be Zheng Fan's state of mind.

"Lord Wang, the way of poetry is just a plaything, I have told you before."

In the past, Tian Wujing hadn't asked similar questions, and it was impossible for Zheng Fan to say that he had copied it, so he could only use this higher-end reason to prevaricate.

Yao Zizhan once got a lot of "Pingxihou poems" that were circulated, and after reading them, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and even started with his hometown dialect and scolded:

Insult Sven, insult Sven!

The article and poetry are originally elegant things, you can write it as a martial artist, and if you write it well, you just deliberately use a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west, and make this elegant thing your casual graffiti, how can you let others play?

Specifically

This also makes him Yao Zizhan eat and drink in the future?

"I love the lyrics, they resonate."

Zheng Fan subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

other

elder brother

The original author of this poem did not end well.

"Lord Wang, I recently made another song, which is very appropriate and written, at this time, do you want to listen to it?"

Zheng Fan felt that he had the obligation to pull Lao Tian out of Man Jianghong's emotions, but don't resonate anymore.

Tian Wujing turned around and looked at Zheng Fan,

Road;

"Your poetry, if you don't look at people or don't know you well, that's really excellent."

"........." Zheng Fan.

"However, it does not prevent you from reciting and listening."

Zheng Fan nodded,

Reciting the words:

"When autumn comes, September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The heavenly incense array penetrates to Beijing, and the city is full of golden armor. ”

The theme of this poem is very simple, clear and straightforward.

When I'm awesome, I'll do it all for you!

Tian Wujing closed his eyes, tasted it for a while, and said:

"Fortunately, I know that you are good at poetry, purely as a plaything, if someone else writes it........."

Marquis Zheng asked cautiously, "Will it be clicked?" ”

Tian Wujing shook his head and said:

"If you are too rigid and easy to break, simply seek pleasure and leave no room for it, then it is inevitable that you will end up with a happy and uneasy life, and your death will also be sudden."

Zheng Fan opened his mouth, but it wasn't a problem.

"Do things, be a person, and you have to leave a margin unless you have to, and you have always done a good job of this."

"Lord Wang, are you wrong, I've always liked to cut grass and eradicate roots."

"The mind is in the heart, not in the outward appearance."

"Yes, I see."

It's getting dark,

Zheng Fan has been waiting for Tian Wujing to say that he will go down the mountain.

But Lao Tian stood there, admiring the sunset.

In the distance, the clouds were stained red, like pools of blood.

"After entering Beijing, the imperial court should ask you to hand over some of your power, or locality, or divide the military power, and use an upright plan while you are in Beijing."

"Lord Wang, what should I do?"

This possibility, the blind man and the savage king have long guessed it.

The center, for centralization, is an instinct, although the imperial court has been dominated by the will of Emperor Yan over the years, but the authority of the center has actually been shaped a long time ago.

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In other words, whoever is in that position will instinctively take over the power on the premise that the local feudal town does not rebel.

While Emperor Yan is still on the throne again,

While you are in Yanjing,

Taking advantage of this wave, I am mustering up energy.

This is indeed a conspiracy, and once Emperor Yan dies, the central authority will inevitably slip with the alternation of the throne, whether it is the crown prince or the little sixth son, who succeeds to the throne, will not be able to change this situation.

And if you choose other princes, or if you are really not afraid of "the lord and the country is suspicious", and choose a little seven to be "Fulin", the degree of decline will be even more powerful.

Actually, even if Lao Tian doesn't ask this,

Zheng Fan will also find an opportunity to ask on the next way to Yanjing.

This matter mainly depends on Lao Tian's attitude, as Lao Tian said at the beginning, he is still there.

To put it bluntly, Zheng Fan's ability to develop to this scale is inseparable from his indulgence of King Jingnan.

Otherwise, King Jingnan wants to mix sand, or wants to divide, and he is fully capable of strangling everything to the beginning.

The world thinks that it is because the prince of Jingnan is raised by Zheng Fan, so all of this is the silver money that the king of Jingnan gave to his son;

But in fact,

Only the person concerned knows that this is not the case.

"This is easy to do, just use Yang Mou to Yang Mou, after entering Beijing, whoever dares to face you in person, you will directly hit it, and it doesn't matter if you are injured, killed, or disabled.

The king was standing in the back, and the sky could not fall. ”

This feeling,

How is it so familiar?

The last time he abolished the three princes, it seemed to be a similar situation.

"Lord Wang, I understand."

"Well, the sun has set."

"Shall we go down the mountain?"

"It's going to go down, but before you go down, there's one more thing to do."

"What?"

"Your realm is stuck in the sixth grade, has it been a long time?"

"Yes, lord."

Stuck in Liupin, it's been a long time.

"In fact, the road of martial arts, the most difficult hurdle, in the fourth grade into the third grade, just like in the court, the fourth grade into the third grade is the most difficult, but once you step in, it is a completely different situation.

however

Six grades over five grades, in fact, there is also a ditch, five grades, whether it is a warrior or a swordsman or a qi refiner, can be called a little grandmaster.

Grandmasters, you have to have your own beliefs, you have to have your own way.

This is to break through the realm with thoughts, and to break through the realm with the way, you know? ”

"Lord Wang, I understand." Zheng Fan replied with a wry smile.

He really understands, because there are many masters in the Hou Mansion, and there are also sword saints to guide him.

Moreover, he knows all kinds of specious theoretical knowledge only more than others.

But here's the crux of the matter, maybe it's really personality, or it's an instinctive desire for comfort;

Occasionally, when he went to the battlefield, he charged to the death, Zheng Fan was not unable to do it, in the past, it was often like this;

But now, even on the battlefield, he has the protection of the sword saint Ah Ming, and the demon kings will take care of each other at any time, and after the status is high, there are three mothers-in-law in the family, and the small life is okay, so he is more and more desperate.

Zheng Fan didn't go out to try his experience, and he has also gone out several times in the past year, but in addition to sharpening his sword skills and fighting skills, he has not grown in the realm.

Of course, it does not mean that you must keep fighting each other in life and death to break through, it can only be said that this is the most direct way, and the fundamental thing is to have firm beliefs.

At least, according to Zheng Fan's understanding, this is it, but he, no.

Yes and no;

Playing the world chicly is his main purpose, and it is also the unanimous aesthetic of the demon kings;

To put it bluntly, you're essentially a ticket player at heart.

A person who plays with tickets also wants to have fun and break through the realm freely, which is too much to look down on some of the rules of this world, and it is too chilling for those ascetics who are determined to be determined to the Tao.

It's just that

When Lao Tian said this, Zheng Fan couldn't help but feel a surge of hope in his heart.

Listen to what this means,

Is Lao Tian capable of helping himself?

Daigo empowerment, transmission of gong?

Tian Wujing pointed to the way down the mountain,

Road:

"Let's go down the mountain."

This scene is like looking at the riverside back then, Zheng Fan is walking on the riverside full of floating corpses, almost going crazy, and Tian Wujing is following behind.

Zheng Fan nodded,

Turning around,

Start descending the mountain,

But in the next moment,

A slap in the palm of your hand,

Fell on his shoulder, palm, with temperature.

Zheng Fan's heart froze, and when he was about to continue walking, he suddenly saw that in front of him, Lao Tian's back appeared, and Lao Tian had already walked in front of him.

They all went ahead.

Zheng Fan continued to walk down,

But I heard Lao Tian's voice from behind me:

"See?"

Zheng Fan's body trembled,

Subconsciously wanted to turn back, but he still held back, and vaguely, he understood a little.

Because I lack something, I am stuck in this realm, I can't enter, and I can't even see the road, and I seem very confused;

LAO Tian,

It's to help yourself fill in what you lack.

It's not an initiation, it's not a transmission, it's about using one's own back, in front, to guide oneself.

This is not something that Takeo can do for a long time,

This is what only a true powerful Qi Refiner can do......... Immortals show the way!

The purpose of the guidance is to understand the way.

Lao Tian's voice came from behind him again,

Road:

"Remember this scene, remember this section of the road, it's not that you go once, go down the mountain, and you break through, but keep it in mind, take it out from time to time to recall and regurgitate, the realm, slowly it will be clear, your talent is good, but it may be that you are going too smoothly and there is something missing.

But it's not a mistake, it's smooth sailing, everyone is envious, where is it wrong?

You have to find a pit to jump, it's the real obsession, and it's really unnecessary.

Good life,

And they suffered,

Bear it with peace of mind,

Accept it generously.

This king wants to see you,

Live,

A lifetime of calm. ”

"Lord ......"

"Don't rush, don't panic.

This section of the road,

Ben Wang,

Lead you. ”