Chapter 450: Wait and see
The matter of the porridge shop and the pharmacy has been resolved, Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye thought that they were just like before, and continued to hurry, going to the border of Shihao country, there are two men from the border army, and their wishes are related to this.
But Chen Ping'an stayed for another day, until this day, in the twilight, stopped at the city gate, watched a black and thin young man leave the county town from a distance, and then went to see the dog meat shop that had been closed in the alley.
Earlier, on the side of the city gate, Chen Ping'an saw Guan Yiran, a monk of the Dali army, who deliberately left the military guards around him, stood alone at the city gate with Chen Ping'an, and asked softly: "Is it to put a long line to catch a big fish, and temporarily let the tiger return to the mountain, so as to find out the place where this little demon has attained enlightenment, and find out one or two immortal things?"
The mountain spirit monster can transform into a human form, and there must be a great blessing by the body, either by straying into the deserted Xianjia Cave Mansion, or by swallowing the Lingzhi medicine that condenses the aura of heaven and earth, no matter which one it is, the former follows the vine and touches the melon, and the latter directly refines the spirit, which is a big windfall.
Chen Ping'an smiled: "It's the latter." β
Guan Yiran said regretfully: "It's a pity, if you don't show up, I have two colleagues who shout every day that they can't open the pot, and they have long been eyeing this little demon nesting in the dog meat shop, but since you intervened, I persuaded them to give up, it was originally an addition, in fact, there are still military affairs in peacetime, of course, if you choose the former, you can do it together." β
Chen Ping'an asked: "Wouldn't my sideways intervention reduce the income of your colleagues? Will it make it difficult for you to be a man?"
Guan Yiran smiled and said, "Those two friends and I, although we are cultivators, we are actually more people in the Dali Army. So with your words and this heart, it's enough. When you go out, it's rare to meet people from your hometown, you can be less polite, but some politeness, yes, it's the best, no, it's okay, it's a big deal to see you later, just pretend not to know, everything is in accordance with our Dali law and the rules of the army. β
Chen Ping'an thought deeply and said: "Right." β
Guan Yiran laughed heartily, "I'm very happy to be able to meet such a promising family like you in this kind of place 108,000 miles away from my hometown." β
Chen Ping'an hugged his fists and said: "Now it is inconvenient for me to disclose my identity, as long as I have the opportunity in the future, I must find Brother Guan to drink." β
Guan Yiran, the secretary of the Great Liwu Army, raised his arm and clenched his fists, and tapped the iron armor on his chest, "Then I can really write it down! Say it in advance, on the battlefield, my brother was saved by me, and it doesn't matter if he owes me his life, but he only owes me Guan Yanran's wine, and neither can the king of heaven!"
This fellow villagers met in Pingshui in a foreign land, and they were all happy.
When the young man in the blue cotton robe was far away from the city gate, there were two monks who were wearing the special light armor of the Great Li Arsenal, and they came slowly, a young man and a slender woman.
The woman looked at Guan Yiran, who seemed to be unsatisfied, and asked curiously: "Feiran, at the beginning of spring this year, it's not a good sign, you have lost so much fairy money in vain, and you are still so happy?"
Guan Yiran smiled and said: "I'm happy, I'm happy to buy a thousand dollars." β
The strong man said: "A young monk who can easily give away a small summer money has nothing to ask for that little demon, but deliberately sends it all the way to the gate of the city, plus the previous opening of a porridge shop and medicine shop in the city, according to the spy report, it is not one city and one place, but everywhere." Replace it with someone else, I don't believe that there is such a bodhisattva heart of the mountain monk, in this person, judging by his words and deeds, it all makes sense, I think I did the right thing, I am a native of my hometown, and I can be a friend worthy of drinking with us, how can I not lose. β
The young woman, who was graceful but carrying a giant sword, complained: "You men, you are all like such birds, and when you meet someone with the right appetite, you like to slap your swollen face and become fat, as for you?"
Guan Yiran said seriously: "Miss Qi, I won't be happy if you talk about us men like this, I'm much richer than Yu Shanfang, where do I need to slap my swollen face, who said that I was a gentleman like a wealthy man, and I fart with a copper smell?"
"A dog can't spit out ivory stuff in its mouth!" The woman, who was as delicate as a spring willow, smashed a fist on Guan Yiran's shoulder, causing Guan Yiran to stagger back a few steps, and the woman turned around and walked back to the city.
Guan Yiran grinned and rubbed his shoulder, it was really painful, his face was full of wry, and the strong man named Yu Shanfang gloated with a look of schadenfreude.
The woman is a soldier monk from the Fengxue Temple, compared to the Zhenwushan monks who are mostly in the middle and high-level military attachΓ©s in the Dali Iron Cavalry, the woman surnamed Qi is not without this opportunity, but she just chose another career trajectory, but the Dali Border Army is not surprised by this, the soldiers and monks of the Fengxue Temple, most of them are like this, after going down the mountain, they like to be the rangers who are alone, and occasionally there are women like this, and they are also the personal servants of some important military generals.
Yu Shanfang hugged Guan Yanran's shoulders and said in a low voice: "Yiran, for so many years, just like me, I have known you for seven or eight years, or I only think that you are a general from the capital, the kind of portal that is not high or low, otherwise it would not have been thrown to such a shabby place for the family back then, and he has been the lowest level of the army monk in our border army. On the contrary, it is Qi Qi, who has only known each other for less than two years, and this time they just went south together, but she is the only one who can see through your family background, and insists that your kid is the son of a wealthy lord, why......?
After Yu Shanfang broke free of Guan Yiran, he pressed his thumbs with both hands and winked at the latter.
Guan Yiran said helplessly: "Who doesn't know that this Qi Qi has admired her little uncle and ancestor of the Fengxue Temple, Sword Immortal Wei Jin, for a long time. β
Guan Yiran sighed, "And I also have a fiancΓ©e a long time ago, I won't tell you, it's really a daughter of a family in the capital, but I've never met, I want to be funny, I will marry in the future, and the day I lift the red hijab, I can know what my daughter-in-law looks like." β
Yu Shanfang said curiously: "Which unlucky girl is it, who is such an authentic border army rough man like you?"
"You don't bury your own brother like this. Guan Yiran held the handle of the Da Li border military standard war knife with the palm of one hand, and walked side by side with Yu Shanfang on the streets of a foreign country, looking around, the streets on both sides were almost posted with the two painted door gods of Da Li Yuan Cao, and the surname of Da Li Shangzhuguo, just a few, Yuan Cao's two surnames, of course, are the most well-deserved surnames of Da Li. It's just that there are actually two surnames of Shangzhuguo that can break hands with Yuan Cao's surname, but one is on the mountain, almost ignoring mundane things, and his surname is Yu. One is only in the court, never set foot in the border army, the ancestral home is located in Yizhou, and then migrated to the capital, it has been two hundred years, every year the descendants of this family return to their hometowns to worship their ancestors, even the Dali Rite Department should pay attention. Even the Great Li National Master once said with His Majesty the Emperor that a hundred years ago, in that period of eunuchs interfering in politics, relatives abusing power, feudal towns rebelling, and monks taking turns to plunder, resulting in the entire Dali being in the most chaotic and disorderly tragic years, if it weren't for this family to turn the tide and diligently act as a sewing craftsman of the Dali Dynasty, Dali would have been shattered to the point that it could no longer be broken.
Yu Shanfang's hands and ten fingers were interlaced, leaning forward, stretching his muscles and bones, and the joints of his body crackled. In fact, sometimes, when our old brothers drink and chat, we will also feel that you are not the same as us, but what is the difference, and I can't say why, there is no way, it is not as good as the seed brother who is assigned to the generals who are stuffed into the army, we are all guys who wash our eyes every day in the border wind and sand, and our eyes are not good, far less than those children of official eunuchs. β
Guan Yiran smiled: "I recognize friends, there are only three kinds." On the battlefield, those who dare to say death will die, and in the officialdom, the real scholars are the ones on the mountain...... Good. β
Guan Yiran was a little sad, "It's a pity that the first and third types don't seem to live long." Needless to say, after so many years of life and death, the best brother died, we will no longer be like a girl, crying to death. Third, I used to know a young man named Yu Yin, a peer I particularly admired, how is it a good method, it is so good that it will make you feel ...... No matter how bad the world is, it is enough to have him in front, talking and doing things, you just need to look at the back that is fading away, and you will feel happy. But such a good cultivator died so unworthily, and the family that had high hopes for him, as well as our imperial court, chose to turn big things into small things for the sake of the overall situation. I don't think that's right, but will those big people listen to what a small person like me says? No. Even if...... My surname is Guan. β
Yu Shanfang smiled and said: "What's wrong with the surname Guan, it's amazing? It's not the Yun Zaijun Guan clan that is among the Shangzhu countries! You are registered in the army, and it is clearly written that you are from the capital, what virtues our generals have, you still don't know? Yichi Lane, where Shangshu and Shangshu quarreled across the wall, even the general's Qi'er Street, your family is not qualified to get a small yard, what's the matter, your kid is related to this Yun Zaijunguan clan? Just because of General Liu, who was also a sworn enemy of the old robe, he inexplicably found that a young scout under his command turned out to be an inconspicuous second-rate general in the capital. β
Guan Yiran hesitated, "If I die one day, our general may cry and laugh and scold me." β
Yu Shanfang was shocked: "What's the matter, your kid is really a child of the Guan family whose ancestral home is in Yizhou?"
Guan Yiran nodded and said: "Yizhou Yun is in the county Guan clan, I am the great-great-grandson, no way, although the ancestor of my family is not a cultivator, but his muscles and bones are very strong, he is a hundred years old, and he can drink a pound of wine and eat two pounds of meat in one meal. β
Yu Shanfang rolled his eyes and said: "I believe you are a ghost! If you can meet Cui Guoshi, I will also see His Majesty the Emperor!"
Guan Yiran snorted, "I said, you don't believe it, believe it or not, it's not my business anyway." β
Yu Shanfang said suspiciously: "Really?"
Guan Yiran smiled and nodded, "I really don't lie to you." I still remember that when I was in the New Year before last, I had a leave to return to Beijing, Qi Qi said that she had followed the preacher and went to the capital in the first month, maybe in that Yuhua Lane, or in Qi'er Street, at that time I was visiting the door to visit the New Year, so Qi Qi inadvertently glanced at me, but the two rules were strict, Qi Qi did not dare to follow me, of course, Qi Qi and I did not know each other at that time, there was no need to explore my identity. β
Yu Shanfang quietly stretched out his hand, sneaky, wanting to touch Guan Yanran's head.
Guan Yiran pouted his head and laughed angrily: "What are you doing?
Yu Shanfang rubbed his hands and said: "I haven't touched a big person in my life, so I want to have a good time." Tsk tsk, Shangzhu Guoguan! Lao Tzu will get you drunk tonight, and you will have enough of it when the time comes. Call out to the old brothers, one by one. β
Guan Yiran laughed and said: "This kind of lack of morality, if you can do it, I will go back and marry the sister to be married who told you to become an immortal daughter, and call you brother-in-law every day when the time comes." β
Yu Shanfang kicked Guan Yanran's ass.
Guan Yiran suffered this kick and didn't hide.
The two continued to walk side by side.
Yu Shanfang suddenly sighed, "This matter, when the brothers leave, you should talk about it, even if you tell them secretly." β
Guan Yiran was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "I can't say it." β
Yu Shanfang nodded gloomily, "That's right." β
Guan Yiran suddenly smiled and said: "One day I die on the battlefield, the truth will be revealed, and when the time comes, whether it is our general or you, it is a thing that can pat my chest and talk to other cavalry soldiers." β
Yu Shanfang shook his head, "Don't die. β
Guan Yiran also shook his head and said slowly: "Just because the children of the Guan family in Yizhou are from noble backgrounds, so I can't die? β
Yu Shanfang said with a smile: "You think about it, I just think, what did you think of that peer named Yu Yin back then, how do I think of you now, in the future, you will be a big official in our Dali Temple, even if you go to the capital at that time, you look like a dog, no longer wear armor, wear official skin every day, and I still stay in the border army, maybe we won't be able to beat the eight poles in this life, but I still feel ...... Rest assured, well, it's more reassuring. β
Guan Yiran nodded.
Yu Shanfang asked curiously: "I wondered, why do you big and small generals seem to like to be incognito, and then come to be an inconspicuous border army scout?"
Guan Yiran said with a smile: "I care about Chi Xiang and Chi'er Street, every general who still wants to have a face, I hope that I have been a real border army scout in my life, and I don't rely on the merits of my ancestors, but rely on my own ability to cut off the heads of enemies and hang them next to the saddle." In the future, no matter what the reason, I returned to Yichi Lane and Qi'er Street, even if it was the young man who mixed the worst in the parents of Qi'er Street, he was a border scout, and then on the road I saw the turtle children and grandchildren of the old man in Yichi Lane, once there was a conflict, as long as it was not too unreasonable, just beat the other party hard, and there was no fear of implicating the ancestors and family afterwards, and it would definitely be fine, starting from my grandfather to my generation. β
Yu Shanfang was amazed: "This is also okay?"
Guan Yiran stomped his feet and smiled: "So the hooves of our horses can be stepped on here." β
Yu Shanfang asked in a low voice: "Ran, do you think it is possible, one day in the future, you will become the first descendant of your Yunzai Junguan clan to obtain the martial arts praise?"
"Borrow your good words, lend you good words. β
Guan Yiran hurriedly bowed and thanked him, straightened his waist and quipped: "Can't you get a nickname as an official patrol envoy?"
Yu Shanfang patted Guan Yiran on the shoulder, "Since you are already a child of the Guan family, you have to keep a low profile and keep a smaller tone, otherwise just a mouthful of Beijing films will be so annoying, and you will have to pay it back in the future?"
Guan Yiran rubbed his chin, "Reasonable, very reasonable." β
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The top of the Spike Mountain.
The Golden Armor Divine Man said helplessly: "If you continue to consume like this, I will see how you will mix up in the future, how long has that heavy affairs of the Great Sacrificial Wine been delayed for you? No matter how much he admired your crooked reasoning in the past, he will consume his good impression of you." β
Lao Xiucai sat cross-legged, rubbing his ears with his hands, "It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, let him go." β
The Golden Armor Divine Man said slowly: "According to the news, the Dragon Tiger Mountain Patriarch Hall is not quite right. The fire dragon real person from Beiju Luzhou seemed to have done him a favor after the man handed over the sword. β
Lao Xiucai smiled and said: "How do you know that in the eyes of others, the big bad thing is not the result that this Great Heavenly Master surnamed Longhu Mountain wants?"
The Golden Armor Divine Man just mentioned it casually, not to mention a great heavenly master with a foreign surname, it is the great heavenly master of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain, what he did, he, the great god of Suishan, also didn't care at all.
However, the three great sacrificial wines of the Xue Palace, which belong to the three veins of Confucianism, ran into a wall one by one on Bai Ze, the proud scholar and the old Xiucai, and either returned in vain, or they couldn't even see each other, even if it was the main god of Suishan Dayue, he would feel worried.
Because the matter is so big, it involves the most fundamental general trend of the world.
Lao Xiucai said: "My students, compared to the rest of the big cultural lines, are very few. I can't help it, I'm picky, no one can compare to ......"
The Golden Armor Divine Man sneered: "This kind of, just tell me one, is it interesting?"
Lao Xiucai nodded and said, "It's more interesting than saying that I will listen to it alone." β
The golden-armored god man kept his mouth shut.
Lao Xiucai was a little disappointed when he saw that this guy didn't talk to him, so he had to continue: "Boss, Cui Yun is the most talented, and he likes to drill the tip of the horns, which is the best attitude to do learning. But Cui Yun is too smart, he treats the world pessimistically, and he has been like this from the beginning. β
"Let's talk about the third child first, Qi Jingchun has the best knowledge, not only the highest, but I, who is a gentleman, have to praise it, 'all-encompassing, magnificent'. If it weren't for a gentleman like me, but in the lineage of Lisheng or Yasheng, maybe the achievement would be even higher. Qi Jingchun is optimistic about the world. β
Speaking of the second child, the left and right temperaments are the strongest, in fact, people are very good, very good. When I was still living a poor life in the alleys, I let him manage the money, which was much more useful than me, a gentleman who couldn't hold the money bag, to manage the money. Cui Yun said that he wanted to buy chess games, Qi Jingchun said that he wanted to buy books, and Ah Liang said that he wanted to drink, can I not give money? I can rest assured that I can manage the money left and right. The qualifications, talents, talents, and temperaments of the left and right are not the best among the disciples, but they are the most balanced one, and they are born with concentration, so he learned the sword, even if it was very late, but it was too fast, yes, it was too fast, so fast that I was a little flustered back then. I am afraid that he will become the first Fourteen Realms sword cultivator in the vast world for thousands of years. What should I do when the time comes? Don't look at this guy who is far away from the world, it is precisely the person who is most afraid of loneliness, although he has been far away from the world for more than 100 years, wandering on the sea, but what about the real thoughts? Or is it in me, a gentleman, and in his junior brother...... What gentleman wouldn't like such a disciple?"
"I still remember that there was a big Confucian who scolded me so much...... It's really a bit yin and immoral, where can I care about him, a little academy saint, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to accompany him, if I go to quarrel with such a junior, it's too bad. Left and right sneaked over, beating people who called a crying father and calling mother, left and right, even stupid to admit it, and ran back to me to admit the mistake, admit the mistake, admit the mistake, admit your mother's mistake, oh, I don't know how to beat people with a face? After the fact, the soles of my feet are oiled, and I don't admit it, what can I do? Come and beat me, can you beat me left and right? Even if you can, you don't admit it left and right, can the deputy sect leader of that line kill you? If he can kill you, I can't kill him? Alas, so the left and right are still lacking in heart, I'm a bitter gentleman, what else can I do, after all, Xiaoqi and they are still looking at it, then punish, fart and toss to apologize to people, but also do this and that, compensation to compensate, annoying. β
The Golden Armor Divine Man was puzzled: "If you are willing to admit your mistakes to you, how can you be willing to apologize to others?"
Lao Xiucai rolled his eyes and said: "Of course I am making it clear to the left and right in private, how can I be a disciple of Wensheng if I beat people so lightly? How can I give your master this bad breath? β
The golden armor god smiled and said, "I'm convinced." β
Lao Xiucai sighed, "The fourth, it's more complicated, it can only be regarded as half a disciple, it's not that I don't recognize it, it's that he feels that his background is not good, and he doesn't want to cause trouble for me, so he doesn't recognize me, this point, the reason is different, the result is still very similar to my retreat disciple." In addition, the named disciples, the rest of the people, etc., each have their own merits. β
"Among them, Mao Xiaodong, in the matter of preaching and teaching and solving doubts to be a gentleman, is the most like me, of course, his knowledge is still not as high as my husband. Everything is in order, but it is still a little far from the old man's so-called "doing what he wants". It's a pity that this kind of thing, others can't just mess around and break it, they can only figure it out and solve it by themselves. Buddhism's saying from the Han is excellent. In this matter, Taoists are not good enough......"
Lao Xiucai didn't go into details, didn't go to a high place, and changed the topic, "I, when I quarrel with others, I never feel that I am all right or good, and I have to know whether others are good or bad." Otherwise, what is the point of quarreling? I say that I am happy, and I am full of learning, where does it fall? I am most afraid of learning becoming rootless water, falling from the sky, high above, and looking at it powerfully, except for a few words touted by the scholars themselves, what is the meaning? Not touching the ground, not feeding the land, not really benefiting the people, not giving them such a big basket and small basket of 'thousands of hardships in life, I have my own place of peace to put aside', anyway, just stuffing some paper articles into it? People mistakenly think that only sages are worthy of preaching, and they will tire people to death, so how can they talk about the extravagant hope of edification?"
Lao Xiucai stood up, his body was rickety, he looked into the distance, and muttered: "Sex is good, is it wrong? But there will be a very embarrassing question here, since human nature is inherently good, why is the world so complicated? What does Confucianism's indoctrination do? Does it teach people to evil? So what should I do, the old man and the sage are waiting, and then, finally, waiting for me, I said, human nature is evil, within one religion, mutual strengthening, The key is that I can still stand and explain the truth well, so I became a literary saint, but there is a more embarrassing problem, for an outsider like you, do you think that the doctrine of sexual nature and evil can become one of the Confucian contexts, it doesn't matter, but can it really become the main vein of our Confucianism?"
Lao Xiucai asked himself and replied: "Absolutely not." β
Lao Xiucai gave a thumbs up and pointed to his heart, "I think so myself." β
There was silence for a long time.
The golden-armored god man let out a rare sigh, with some regret.
Lao Xiucai didn't put away his thumb, and suddenly sighed: "Thinking about it this way, I am really a saint and a hero, amazing." β
The Golden Armor Divine Man never said a word.
Lao Xiucai turned his head and said helplessly: "Why don't you refute me a few words, I can convince people with reason." β
The Golden Armor Divine Man said indifferently: "I won't give you this kind of opportunity at all." β
Lao Xiucai sighed and said with relief: "Then it seems that I have already convinced people with virtue." β
The golden-armored godman took a deep breath.
Otherwise?
Lao Xiucai suddenly said: "Don't worry about driving me away, I also want to learn from Bai Ze and the most frustrated reader, wait, although I don't know what they are thinking, but I also want to wait and see." β
The golden-armored god asked, "What if you wait until the end and make a mistake, and you don't regret it?"
Lao Xiucai squinted his eyes and sneered: "Regret? From me, the gentleman, to these disciples, regardless of their respective paths, regret nothing!"
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Golden arch bridge.
The sword was inserted into the bridge railing, and the tip of the sword and a small section of the sword body had already been submerged in it, and the sparks were splashed everywhere, incomparably gorgeous.
The woman sitting on the side put the paulownia umbrella horizontally on her knees, she stood up, stretched out the seemingly ordinary oil-paper umbrella, looked up, and it disappeared in a flash, only the paulownia umbrella hovered in place.
She stepped into a blessed land, at the mouth of a well.
The "casually gifted" paulownia umbrella naturally has a deep meaning, but the original owner gave it, but the new owner may not be able to live to discover the truth.
But what does this have to do with the original owner? It is both a calculation and a non-calculation, and the Tao is the way, but the Tao is not the way.
Almost instantly, a tall old Taoist came to her side and smiled, "Long time no see." β
She ignored it, looked around, and nodded: "At the moment, it is already a good deal." β
The old Taoist smiled: "Otherwise, how can I discuss the Tao with the Dao Ancestor?"
She glanced at him.
The old Taoist looked calm.
She stared at a certain place in this blessed land of lotus flowers, seemed to have an understanding, and sneered: "You don't forget your roots." β
The old Taoist laughed, very happy, "Take advantage of the trend, raise your hands, turn the world upside down, and a continent sinks." β
She frowned.
The old Taoist sighed: "Now is not the same time after all. β
She shook her head, "It's just that I changed my master." β
The old Taoist did not speak.
This matter is not easy for him to comment.
"It's just such a small piece of land?" she asked.
The old Taoist smiled: "I really can't do it any more." β
She seemed to lose interest and returned disappointed, so she disappeared and returned to her own world, putting away the paulownia umbrella.
The old Taoist stood by the well, looked down, and stared at the secluded well water.
The old Taoist retracted his gaze and looked up at the sky, "This is my greeting gift for returning to the blue world, how about it?"
There is an old man who is still looking at a drop of water, watching it fall on the uneven lotus leaves, the size of the water droplets is like ordinary raindrops, but many lotus leaves will be as big as mountains and peaks, and even bigger ones are as big as a state of the world's dynasties, so the veins of a lotus leaf may be as long as tens of miles and hundreds of miles, so the trend of a small drop of water, where does it finally fall, waiting for the appearance of that result, it will inevitably be an extremely long process.
The old man was not in the slightest.
The years go by, and time passes.
It's just that as the biggest rule between heaven and earth, even if it is the mighty river of time, when it flows through the old man, it has to make a detour by itself.