Qintianjian leads to the rooftop.

In addition to the many cumbersome and complex observation instruments on the top floor, it is also used as a collection of books, the three book walls are as high as several zhang, so that a number of ladders specially used to take books are needed, it is late at night at this time, only an old man and the scholar stay here, the old man because he reads too much, so that he sees the eyes badly, he holds an ancient book under his armpit, staggers out of the inner room, comes to the road of picking stars that chisels a wall and protrudes outward, this road abruptly crosses out of the attic as long as six zhang, is inlaid by 9981 pieces of white marble, crystal clear. Walking on the road, looking down, the timid must have trembling legs. Standing here, you can enjoy the panoramic view of the palace, it is a violation of the rules, so in any of the documents of the Dynasty map, there is no record of the rooftop, the old man walked to the end of the jade road, looked up, the little scholar hurriedly ran to put on a coat for the supervisor, the scholar with red lips and white teeth and overflowing aura was not afraid of heights, sat down on the side, his feet dangled in the air, accompanied the old man to look at the vast starry sky, holding his cheeks and being stunned.

The little scholar asked softly: "Grandpa Jianzheng, can you really see anything?" I heard Lord Zhuju say that he saw with his own eyes the eight vast pillars of heaven on the territory of the Eight Kingdoms, and one by one gradually collapsed, and now only we are left with the roots of the Yang Dynasty to reach the heavenly court. ”

Since he was called a prisoner, it was naturally Nan Huaiyu, the first person in Qintianjian, the old man gathered his coat and chuckled: "I'm old, my eyes are not easy to call, and I can't see clearly." ”

The young scholar said disapplausively: "Grandpa Jianzheng, you have a heavenly eye, can you see clearly?"

The old man smiled helplessly: "Tianyan, Huang Sanjia's words can also be believed, the small bookcase, this is the old evil fang wants to borrow the position under my ass to lay out for him, don't take it seriously." If you talk about the eye of heaven, he himself is, and my hope and kung fu are far behind. ”

The scholar hugged and said: "No, didn't Grandpa Jian Zheng play two games of chess with the Yellow Devil, lose first and then win, where is worse than him!

The old eunuch shook his head and said, "I didn't win, I didn't win." It's just halfway down, Huang Sanjia doesn't want to play again, although I have an advantage on the chessboard, but as long as he plays ten more chess, he will be defeated, I think it can be flat, ten years ago and then think about it, I think twenty hands will lose, this time and then look back, there are only ten chess left, God knows that after a few days, do you think that five hands will have to lose, maybe before dying to know that Huang Sanjia only needs one chess to turn things around, this is the real strength of this person. The imperial court set up chess to be edicted, the southern faction was headed by Wang Jixin, and the northern faction was headed by Song Shutong, and the chess strength was similar to me, in fact, they were far inferior to Huang Sanjia, Wang Jixin said that Huang Longshi played chess such as Huaiyin with soldiers to attack everything, this is clearly a foreign language that only watched the chess score and did not personally play the game, it should be Huaiyin to point the more soldiers, the better, Huang Sanjia is really powerful where is in the middle game, and the end is the foundation, but it is a pity that no one in the world can talk to him until the end, presumably this is the reason why he provoked the Spring and Autumn National War, after all, the three-foot chessboard, for him, is too small。 ”

Nan Huaiyu, who was treated as a national teacher by His Majesty, smacked his tongue and said: "Then isn't this devil really invincible in the world, and no one can really beat him in chess?"

The old man thought for a moment and said with a smile: "It seems that there is really no one who has won him, but there is a draw." ”

The scholar's eyes lit up, he pulled the sleeve of the old prisoner, and couldn't wait to ask, "Who?"

The old man was afraid that the small bookcase next to him would catch a cold, so he first asked the scholar to sit up, and then put the book under the child's buttocks, so he said unhurriedly: "When the emperor personally came out to greet him, hundreds of thousands of people in Tai'an City welcomed him, the small bookcase, who do you say?"

The scholar snorted, "Zhilu Dao, Zhilu Dao, the white-clothed monk, the immortal who proposed the epiphany in the Liangzen Temple! Grandpa Jianzheng, can I really become a Buddha standing on the ground? Does it mean that I become a Buddha when I stand up? If it is true, then I also want to become a monk." ”

The old eunuch said in a heavy tone: "I don't know if the epiphany is true or false, after all, I am not a person who interprets the sect, even if I read some Buddhist scriptures, I can't say anything." It is true that you can cultivate the Tao and break the wealth and participate in Zen and scatter luck. If the monarch of a country is obsessed with Buddhism, it is definitely not a blessing. Advocating Huang Lao's purity is good, hurting the country and money, and it can also be regarded as taking it from the people for the people, but if you worship the Buddha, it is not easy to say, once the luck is scattered, it is difficult to gather again. When Buddhism first entered Middle-earth, it was degraded, not necessarily just the superficial ambiguity of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, but in fact, the two schools of Confucianism and Taoism, which were the most important to nourish qi, were worried that Buddhism would damage the momentum of Middle-earth. ”

The little scholar said with a bitter face: "Then I still won't be a monk anymore." ”

The old man smiled and touched the little scholar's head.

The scholar raised his head and asked, "Grandpa Jianzheng, during the day, the King of Beiliang came to our Qintian Prison, why are everyone else scared to death?" ”

The old eunuch got up and said, "Just don't be afraid." Okay, okay, it's enough to be lazy, we should go back to work, and when we finish revising this new calendar, I should close my eyes. If the white-clothed monk preempted it, it would be an immeasurable disaster, but fortunately, I, an old and dizzy dying man, have your little bookcase to help. Oh, I guess I can't be a human being if I am reincarnated in the next life. This is the fate of the leaking heaven. ”

The little scholar looked sad.

Nan Huaiyu squinted with some difficulty, turned his head to look at Bei Liang's side, stretched out his finger, and said softly: "Little bookcase, when I die, I will rely on you to suppress that giant python." ”

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There are two large clusters of bonfires, several servants with unusual identities in Wei Laodao, plus the "female dependents" such as Yu Youwei and Jiang Ni Occupy a cluster, the phoenix battalion surrounds another cluster, the two are far apart, it is a very well-behaved avoidance, Pei Nanwei even if he only falls into the phoenix, he still tries his best to maintain the dignified posture of Princess Jing'an, she has nothing to do, so she pays attention to the movement of the phoenix battalion, you can see those light horsemen who take turns to be on duty at night come and go, orderly, after the battle, the two generals were not lightly injured, but no matter whether the general or the soldier, there is no depression on the face, looking at their mouths, it seems that they are saying that His Royal Highness the prince is full of energy.

The more the Fengzi camp is so condensed, the more uncomfortable Princess Pei becomes, and the original idea of escaping from the cage is gradually cold, and she is so depressed that she has to clean the carriage of the prisoners, how can she compare to the unique Princess Jing'an in Qingzhou? Pei Nanwei was disheartened, stretched out her hand to get close to the fire, warmed up a little, and looked at the left side beside her, a beautiful woman holding a white cat, accompanying her to find a waterhole, and chatting a few words on the road, she knew that she had a good conversation. The young woman on the right side with a strange identity is really aura, Pei Nanwei, as a peerless stunner on the rouge review, still doesn't dare to say that she will be able to beat this plainly dressed woman in a few years, saying that she is a maid, not quite like it, how can there be a maid who can compete with the prince of Beiliang Shizi angrily? But if it is said that it is a beautiful girl, it is not right, those rough little hands that can't talk about white jade condensation at all are obviously children from poor families, this Beiliang is really a strange person, I can't guess it clearly.

Pei Nanwei couldn't help but look in the direction where His Royal Highness the Prince disappeared, what was this shameless bastard doing?

Beiliang Palace, listening to the tide pavilion.

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