The next morning, after Zhang Linxuan opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a large soft bed, not far in front of him, a woman in red was holding a basin of hot water, turned her head to look at herself, and said with a playful smile: "Childe is awake, wipe your face." ”

Zhang Linxuan stretched his waist and sat up, wiped his face briefly, and then began to "tease" the big girl in his courtyard in front of him, and said with a wicked smile: "My little phoenix, but you have gained a lot of weight? As he spoke, he raised his hand to his chest and gestured a few times, intentionally or unintentionally.

"It's fat, but it's all grown where it should be. The woman smiled, natural and charming, extremely moving, like mellow wine, and the cups were intoxicating.

"You girl, don't be ashamed. In recent years, it has become more and more beautiful, I wonder if the surname Xu has ranked you second on the rouge list?"

"Xu Gongzi has never ranked slaves and maids on that list. However, on Chinese New Year's Eve last year, there were rumors in the market that Young Master Xu planned to write a rouge sub-list, as if there was a slave's name. ”

Zhang Linxuan gently scraped the bridge of the woman's nose and smiled softly: "My little phoenix must be the leader this time!"

The girl named Qiu Huang, after hearing this, bit her lips lightly with her teeth, and her cheeks blushed with shame. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was talking about the joy in his heart and that little bit of pride. After all, what woman in the world doesn't like to be praised by the man she loves. Those peach-like eyes blinked from time to time, like a skilled pianist, gently twisting the strings, playing the most beautiful music in the young man's heart.

Zhang Linxuan, who also has a pair of peach blossom eyes, stretched out his hand to gently sort out the green silk at the sideburns for the woman in front of him, and then leaned close to the woman's earlobe, and said softly: "There is a beauty, I will never forget it." I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy. ”

If you don't see you for a day, what about a year?

The woman in red, with blushing cheeks, shrank behind her, but the young man grabbed her slender waist and gently put her down on the bed, not caring about the copper basin that had fallen off in her hand, and letting the water spill in the room. The woman closed her eyes, her body trembled a little nervously, Zhang Linxuan gradually approached her cheek, kissed the woman's lips gently, and her restless right hand quietly untied the white ribbon around the woman's waist.

In the room where the "pounding ......" suddenly quieted, the sound of nervous heartbeat was particularly prominent.

The young man's slightly clumsy hands unbuttoned the woman's shirt with great difficulty, revealing half of her fragrant shoulders, as bright as the moon.

When the boy was about to see some magnificent scenery, a very discordant sound suddenly came from outside the door.

"Knock...... Boom"

The woman in red, who suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the young man's expression of being ruthless enough to kill outsiders, and couldn't help but smile, and said softly: "Childe, let's go open the door first!"

Zhang Linxuan stood up very reluctantly, and reluctantly went to open the door, Qiu Huang, who was lying on the bed, redressed his clothes, got up to clean the water that had just been spilled on the ground, and looked at the young man's angry appearance, the woman couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

Zhang Linxuan opened the door, and there was the young fifth brother standing outside the door. Zhang Linmo, the fifth son in clean white clothes, did not wait for the young man to ask, Zhang Linmo said with a very serious face, but his eyes were deliberately avoiding looking at the young man: "Father has something to call you over in the front hall...... Just now...... Anyway, excuse me, I'll pay attention next time, and, don't forget, you haven't won the crown yet. ”

Without waiting for Zhang Linxuan to answer, Zhang Linmo, who was dressed in white, hurriedly walked away with an embarrassed expression.

The elder brother's actions made Zhang Linxuan at a loss, and Qiu Huang, who was dressed in red, kindly reminded: "The fifth prince is not only the master of the patrol division, but also a six-story monk. ”

The Patrol Division, composed of the best spies in the three northern states, is in charge of intelligence investigations, so the ability to hear and see outside the walls is naturally commonplace. Zhang Linmo can become its master, naturally not by virtue of the identity of the prince of the palace, but with real skills. What's more, the fifth prince is still a monk, and his five senses themselves surpass ordinary people. So no matter how quiet the room was just now, those subtle sounds would always be there, and they would naturally fall on Zhang Linmo's ears.

Zhang Linxuan knew in his heart that it was no wonder that the fifth brother would behave like this. Looking at Qiu Huang, the young man pretended to be a daughter, twisted and pinched, suddenly held his cheeks with both hands, and said softly and weakly: "It's really ashamed!"

The woman in red rolled her eyes at the young man: "Disgusting! Go quickly, the prince is still waiting for you." ”

Zhang Linxuan suddenly came to Qiu Huang's side again, and said very scoundrelly: "You kiss me, I'll go!" The young man grabbed the woman's arm and begged: "Just a moment, a moment!"

The woman was a little helpless, so she had to kiss Zhang Linxuan lightly on the cheek, and the latter left satisfied.

In the kitchen of the palace, an old man surnamed Dong began to prepare lunch, suddenly shook his head, stood at the door with his arms folded around his chest, sighed and said: "Young people now, it's really getting more and more ......" The old man suddenly couldn't find words to describe it, as if no matter how he said it, it was not quite right.

A short old man passed by the door, holding half a pot of wine in his hand, looking at the old brother's actions, and grinning: "It's really disrespectful to the old, and you can peek at each other among the children!

"Get out!"

"Gotcha!"

In the main hall of the palace, a young Confucian scholar from the Confucian Academy sat on a chair, and a seven or eight-year-old child stood beside him. The old prince sat on the main seat, a little casual, waved his hand gently, and looked at the tea.

The Confucian protégé from the Zhumang Academy in the south said straight to the point: "Presumably the old prince already knows what he wants, but I don't know what the old prince wants?"

The old prince smiled casually and said, "It's just a little girl who has been raised in the palace since she was a child and doesn't know anything about the world, why is Confucianism like this?"

"Please also ask the prince to put the world first. ”

"Buddhism pays attention to compassion, Confucianism also advocates the way of forgiveness, and it has been hundreds of years since things have passed, why can't we tolerate a child?"

"It's not that my Confucianism can't tolerate her, but the world can't tolerate her. My Confucian disciples should think about it for all eternity, how dare I be negligent. The young Confucian got up and said with a smile: "Lord Wang, there was an investigation before coming here, and that woman was just a first-class maid in the palace, and it didn't matter if the fate was causally implicated. The prince was entrusted by others, and the matter of loyalty to the people, the academy inquired twice, and the prince shirked it for various reasons. In the first two times, Confucianism was unable to inspect the north for some reason, so he took the woman away at will, and he was afraid that he would not be able to convince the public, so it was not good to ask the prince for this person. It's just that this time not only the Confucian Palace saw it clearly, but even the Daomen Zhenjun above the canopy of heaven also had a sense in his heart, and that arrow involved a lot of money, not just killing two people. ”

The old prince yawned and said to himself: "When people are old, they always love to be sleepy. ”

The Confucian scholar didn't care, and then said: "There is something I don't understand, why does the prince have to protect an irrelevant woman?

The old prince frowned slightly, and his expression was quite displeased: "Benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and faith, the importance of integrity, do you want me to say more about others?!"

"People don't have faith, they don't know what they can do. The Confucian suddenly stood up and said, "The student has been taught." ”

The old prince shook his head, sighed, and said, "Why bother implicating the events of the past?"

"May the prosperity last forever, stability and worry-free, what the students do is really to be prepared for danger in times of peace, take precautions, and hope that the prince will forgive me." ”

The young man in a moire robe suddenly swaggered into the main hall, and greeted his father and the young Confucian one by one.

Zhang Linxuan got up and smiled at the young Confucian scholar: "May I ask if Mr. has a favorite woman?"

The young Confucian didn't know what the boy meant, but just smiled and shook his head.

Zhang Linxuan was a little helpless, and after thinking for a moment, he smiled and said, "Since that's the case, that's it."

There's not much to say. ”

Confucian Sheng was a little puzzled and asked, "What does Childe mean by this?"

"Isn't there a phrase in the book', the person Mr. wants to take away is the daughter-in-law of the younger generation, if Mr. takes my daughter-in-law away at my house, this spreads, wouldn't it be very embarrassing for my Zhenbei Wangfu, so Mr. Please go back." The young man laughed. About the matter of seeking the phoenix, the boy knew it when he was a child, but there was no way, since he liked her, there was no reason for her to face it alone in this life, if one day he really had to be forcibly taken away by Confucianism, it could only be after the boy died.

The old prince looked at his son's unstingy appearance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile. In fact, when he was very young, the old prince showed a preference for teenagers, because his youngest son, among many children, was the most similar to his younger self.

The corners of Zhang Linxuan's mouth rose slightly, his eyes were contemptuous, and he said in his heart, take my future daughter-in-law away?

When Zhang Linxuan was drunk when he was young, he had a "bold speech". Everyone in Zhenbei Wangfu probably knows it. When he was crowned, he was going to marry not only the plum girl, but also the big girl in his own courtyard to ask for a phoenix. However, there is only this one girl ring in this courtyard, and it doesn't matter if you add more words or not.

Because of Zhang Linxuan's words, although some subordinates in the palace would not deliberately slap the two women, they would still regard them as masters, not slaves like themselves.

"Childe, is this going to chase away customers?" the young Confucian didn't show any anger on his face, and still smiled.

Zhang Linxuan nodded casually, and laughed softly: "Even if you are a scholar, you still need some face, right?"

"It's natural. The young Confucian led the seven or eight-year-old child out with him, and when he was about to go out, he turned around and said with a smile: "Childe, you know, not all scholars are reasonable. ”

"Just talking about the four words of Zhongzheng and peace, you are not as good as Mr. Qi, let alone the word learning?" Zhang Linxuan tilted his head and smiled.

The young Confucian led the child out of the door, no longer arguing with words. The child looked at his husband's expression, not knowing what to say, the husband seemed to be angry, but he didn't seem to be so angry, the child could only look down at his toes, and did nothing.

The Confucian rubbed the child's head and said with a smile: "When the gentleman can't fight, it's up to you to fight." ”

The child didn't understand what he meant, and the child, who had always been well-behaved and sensible, just nodded and silently remembered his husband's words. The child knew in his heart that this trip to the north did not seem to be pleasant, because by the time he returned to the south, his husband had already changed from a high-spirited young Confucian to a depressed old man. The scene of the heart lake, which was originally as bright as summer flowers, has also become bleak and extremely lonely.

The child probably knows some reasons, but he can't say for sure, in short, it has something to do with the gentleman surnamed Qi.

It was only half a day's journey to come, and it took three days to return. Of course, Zhang Linxuan in the palace would not know all this.

After the Confucian left, Zhang Linxuan leaned back in his chair, his back already soaked with a little sweat. The prince of Zhenbei looked at the soaked clothes behind his son, and suddenly felt a little funny, the seventh son of the dignified Zhenbei Wangfu was actually scared and sweaty at home.

"Fang Cai is quite bold, he dares to argue with a Confucian monk who has walked to the tenth floor!?" the old prince drank the last sip of tea and said with a smile.

Zhang Linxuan scratched his head and said with a smile: "I'm still a little weak-hearted." ”

"The new dean of Zhumang Academy, Su Yan'an, is taken from the pen ploughing the inkstone field, and is one of the best scholars in Confucianism today. He is an old friend of Mr. Qi of Linlang Academy, and the two once had a world-renowned ascending argument, which ended with him falling into prison and committing suicide. The reason why he left was because you just talked about that Mr. Qi in words, a top monk, it is not a trivial matter for the Dao heart to be shaken, so he had no choice but to leave. Otherwise, when he finished saying that, he would have to play a trick on the book of the reader. The old prince looked out of the door with a calm expression.

"The mountain lord of the first courtyard is the peak of the monks, father, tell me the truth, you are really not afraid at all, if he wants to do it, no one will be able to stop him!" the young man quipped.

"Zhenbei Wangfu is my home, no matter how strong his cultivation is, after all, he is a guest who comes to the master's house to ask for help, how can he be afraid of his reason? Not to mention that it is only a ten-story building, it is really nothing!" The old prince looked at his stupid son with a smile on his face.

Zhang Linxuan was a little speechless, but he still believed in his father's words. However, the tenth realm that the monk is striving for is nothing, so what is the use of cultivation, in the end of this world's reasoning, it is inevitable that you still have to use your fists. The boy no longer thought about his father's words, and asked worriedly, "What are you going to do about the Huang?"

The old prince got up, folded his hands on his sleeves, stood by the door, didn't know what he was thinking, turned his back to the young man and said: "When my father dies one day, I won't protect her, and then it will be up to you, the husband, to protect that girl." ”

The boy was a little unsure of how to answer.

The old prince smiled and said, "Actually, I didn't reach the crown, and it's not that I can't get married, after all, I was only sixteen years old when I married your mother." ”

Zhang Linxuan actually showed a rare shy look.

The old prince walked out of the door, didn't know where to look, and said in a deep voice: "Xu Jin's old lady is really ruthless, after following the old man for so many years, break her legs, and find a place to lock them up, why let people die without a body." ”

Regarding yesterday's incident, the young man did not tell his father, and he thought that it should be the secret guard of the palace of Shuofang City who told him.

The old prince suddenly turned his head and joked with Zhang Linxuan: "Qiu Huang, Xiting, Song Junmi, my son has a lot of peach blossoms!"

Zhang Linxuan couldn't help choking when he heard this, he couldn't help coughing a few times, his expression was extremely embarrassed, his eyes rolled, and he didn't know where to look.

Looking at his son's embarrassed appearance, the old prince smiled very happily.

The old prince outside the door seemed to be a little tired from standing, so he sat directly on the stone steps outside the door, raised his head, and looked up at the sky.

The big sun hangs high, which not only makes people yearn for it, but also makes people avoid it.

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The rain comes occasionally, all things have to be born and nourished, the clouds disappear and the rain is misty, and the mountains and wilderness are pleasant.

Thousands of miles away, a scholar in a green shirt, carrying a bookcase and holding a walking stick, kept running on the muddy mountain path.

Walking into the temple, there is a clay statue of a mountain god enshrined in the middle, but it is a pity that it has long been dilapidated. The scholar bowed, then sat down on the edge of the temple gate, took out the little dry food left in the bookcase, and planned to fill his stomach first, as for how much was left and did not think about it, looking at the mountain scenery outside the door, the scholar smiled brightly.

A moment later, a barefoot man in tattered clothes and a dark-skinned complexion swaggered into the temple carrying a pheasant. The man just glanced at the scholar sitting in the doorway, then walked straight to the idol, set up a bonfire, and put the pheasant on the fire after it was ready, and the man lay on the side with his feet crossed, and did not bother with the scholar, but silently waited for the pheasant to be roasted, and then feasted.

After filling his stomach, the scholar in a green shirt began to read silently, his voice was not loud, but it sounded like spring thunder in the ears of the man.

"If you don't climb a mountain, you don't know the height of the sky, you don't know the depth of the earth, you don't know the thickness of the earth, you don't hear the last words of the Master, you don't know the greatness of learning. ”

"A gentleman must choose a hometown when he lives, and he must be a scholar when he travels, so he should prevent evil and be close to Zhongzheng. ”

"The soil becomes a mountain, the wind and rain prosper, the water becomes an abyss, the dragon grows, the good becomes a virtue, and the gods are self-satisfied, and the sacred heart is prepared. ”

The man covered his ears and roared to his feet, transforming into a snow-white beast that resembled a horse, with a hideous face.

In a book, it was recorded that there were beasts in the mountains, which were like horses with white bodies and black tails, a horn, tiger teeth and claws, and the sound was like a drum.

The scholar in the green shirt closed the book, stood up straight and looked at the huge beast, calmly and calmly, and said with a smile: "How good it is to be white and clean." ”

The strange beast said: "I don't want to provoke you, why do you provoke me!"

The reader smiled: "The article just now came from the pen of an old gentleman, called "Persuasion". The gentleman said: You can't learn. He has been guarding a stone tablet engraved with the articles of a saint for a hundred years, but he does not want to think about the root of his learning, and every day is so desolate, is it necessary to wait until the end of the day to come, and leave with all the regret and resentment?"

"What do you have to do with it!" the beast roared.

"There are three reasons, one is to follow the gentleman to study abroad, I had the privilege to see the article engraved on the stone tablet, I was fascinated by it, so I came here after going down the mountain, thinking if I could have the opportunity to see it again. Second, I have heard about some of your deeds in Zhongzhou in the early years, and I can't bear to let you suffer here. Thirdly, the spirit of the mountains here has a good impression of you, so I want you to really integrate into this place and no longer have to live carefully. ”

"You want me to believe you in a few words? Do you think I don't know the flowery intestines of you scholars, and you are here just for the inscription, don't think!" The strange beast suddenly raised its head and hissed, causing the mountains and rivers to be turbulent and the qi to be disordered.

The scholar shook his head and blurted out: "Hunting Yue Patrol." ”

The whole world is not the king's land, patrolling the four directions, and shocking the world.

The turbulent landscape suddenly calmed down, and there were no more waves.

"Natal word?!you...... Are you a Confucian sage?!"

The scholar nodded and shook his head, and said with a smile: "The word, it is a natal word, but the four characters of the Confucian sage dare not admit it." ”

The alien beast re-transformed into a human form, and although it was still extremely hostile to this scholar on the surface, a thought suddenly arose in his heart, maybe the scholar in front of him was different.

The inscription contains a theory of landscapes, the root of which lies in how to govern a place of mountains and rivers, especially in that it can be a place of mountains and rivers, and give birth to the heroic spirit that only Confucian scholars have, but this is extremely inconsistent with Confucianism to formulate a landscape rule.

"Looks like you're going to have a good chat with me, aren't you, then sit and talk, it's tiring to stand. The reader sat down first, and the smile on his face was as warm as a spring day.

The man also sat down and said in a deep voice, "What are you talking about?"

"Fang just said, solve your difficulties first, and then let you really integrate into this world, what do you think? ”

"Integrating into this world, don't you want me to be the god of the mountains?"

The reader nodded.

"You're crazy, I'm a demon clan! If the demon clan returns one day, aren't you afraid that I will destroy a landscape and rivers at that time, and it will involve the collapse of a country's mountains and rivers, so as to create that so-called geographical advantage for the demon clan?!" The man obviously felt that the scholar was a little crazy.

The scholar was a little speechless, so he had to scratch his head, could it be that he had found a fool? The scholar still smiled very casually: "When it is not appropriate, it is a matter of one sentence! What does a big man look like!"

"Is it possible that the god of mountains and rivers in a place should be what you say?! You need to know that there is a academy in the east of this place, but I can't do it if I want to be a bento?! Besides, why should I be the god of mountains and rivers, and give up my free body, but to protect the creatures of a place? You should know my identity and take care of the world for you Confucians, I can't do it!"

The reader suddenly asked an inconsequential question: "How long have you lived?"

The man suddenly became alert, and he couldn't talk, was he going to do it? !

The scholar didn't care about the man's actions, but smiled and said: "You shouldn't have experienced the great war 10,000 years ago, and the single result is that you resent the whole world? You should know that the owner of the inscription is also a scholar; besides, the free body you are talking about, more than 100 years is not long, but it is not short, and the whole life of ordinary people under the mountain, you are in the mountains, and you are not allowed to leave the temple for a hundred miles, the difference is that there is no freedom, and it is eroded by the wind at noon every day, and this kind of day is what you want? As for the academy you are worried about, since I let you go to the academy, I will naturally not add those unnecessary troubles to you. ”

The scholar took out a jade plaque from the bookcase, handed it to the man, and said with a smile: "If you want to, take this jade plaque to the academy you said, and then come back to take office." ”

When the man took the jade card, a vision of the heart lake suddenly appeared.

People are idle osmanthus falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountain is empty, the moon rises and frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream is singing.

Two figures suddenly appeared on the heart lake, both sitting cross-legged and bowing their heads silently.

The man was stunned and said, "Who the hell are you?!"

"Fiction is to know the truth, and quiet is to know the mover. The avenue is in front of you, and Wangjun has a safe and smooth journey. The reader stood up, saddled his bookcase, and prepared to continue his journey.

"Helping a foreign race like this, can't you just rely on the so-called kindness?" The barefoot man, who had suddenly received the great favor of the scholar, was incredulous, and his heart was filled with horror and then anger.

Who would want to be a pawn of someone else!

"Instead of thinking about how I hurt you, try to believe in this world, although it is filthy, it is far less unbearable than you and I think!" the scholar walked out of the ruined temple and bowed to this heaven and earth.

The man in the temple suddenly called out sir.

The scholar who heard the sound did not turn around, but smiled lightly: "Look at the matter of the stone tablet again, if I can return to the south smoothly this time, I will come again." ”

The man from the demon clan learned Confucian etiquette and bowed solemnly.

The reader facing the green hill has a bright smile.

After the man got up, the scholar was gone, and he held the jade plate in his hand, and his thoughts drifted away, recalling many things from the past......

Not far from the broken temple, a scholar in a green shirt walks between the mountains and fields, since childhood, this scholar surnamed Qi, he loves to linger among the green mountains and green waters, when he looks up, he can see the clouds rolling in the clouds; when he lowers his body, he can know that the mountains are full of flowers.

When the scholar left, he silently made a wish in his heart, which can be regarded as an expectation for the first demon clan in the world, and an encouragement to himself.

May this mountain and river choose you, will not be disappointed, will not regret;

As for why he was so sure, this man from the demon clan would be the mountain god, and the surname Qi seemed to be uncertain, but he knew that the man would not only be, but also be very good.

This is something that makes no sense, because this scholar's surname is Qi, because this scholar's name is Qi Yueze, and the Confucian sage once said that "one shoulder can bear the weight of the mountains, and one shoulder can pick up the depth of Daze." ”

This gentleman who reads once half-jokingly said, if the landscape is shoulder-to-shoulder, wouldn't it be even more powerful?

Isn't the landscape one shoulder provoking the whole world?