Chen Ping'an said that he wanted to go out, he wanted to go to the Fire Temple to find Aunt Feng, let her help call people, ask three questions to the old coachman, and maybe go to the Yamen of the Ministry of Household Affairs to meet a friend, Ning Yao nodded, took out those few romances dedicated to martial arts grievances, picked out one of them, and turned to the folding, she could really read it with relish, Chen Ping'an glanced at the content, swept it over, and saw that at the end of the page, it was written that the protagonist was chased and killed by the enemy on a stormy night, and took refuge in a mountain temple, met a person, sat in the main hall, with a green robe and beautiful hair, Danfeng eyes, and watched the spring and autumn under the lamp...... Chen Ping'an smiled and said, Okay, I bet that there must be another adventure, those people who are chasing and killing, as long as one person can walk out of the temple with all his beards and tails, even if I lose. Ning Yao squinted at Chen Ping'an, only rewarded two words, and shut up.

Chen Ping'an went to the counter of the inn, but even an old man like the old shopkeeper, who was born and raised in the capital of Dali, couldn't give the specific direction of the Fire Temple, only a general direction. The old shopkeeper is a little strange, Chen Ping'an, a foreigner from the rivers and lakes, came to the capital, and did not go to the more famous Taoist temple, but wanted to find a fire temple to do. In the capital of Dali, the Taimiao of the Song family, the Confucian temple dedicated to the sages, and the imperial temple that worships the monarchs of the past dynasties, are recognized as the three major temples, but the common people can't go, but in addition, it is only said that the temple fairs of the city god temple and the capital land temple are extremely lively.

Chen Ping'an found the only fire temple in the capital, the temple of the gatekeeper wishes the old woman is an ordinary man, she is old, gray hair, old dragon clock, but recognize the piece of the criminal department issued to the mountain to worship the gods of the nothing to do card, I heard that the other party is coming to find Aunt Feng, the old woman in accordance with the rules, the name of the book file, let go, when writing the visitor's name, the old woman smiled and said, the immortal master has a good name. Chen Ping'an smiled and said that it was all given by his father. The old woman nodded, told the young man about the taboo rules in the Fire God Temple, and then pointed the way, saying that Aunt Feng was in that flower shed.

Chen Ping'an followed the route and saw the Aunt Feng, she sat lazily and casually on the top of the flower shed stone, early in the morning, she was drinking, as if she was so drunk all year round, except that she was still tied with a green silk with that colored knot, she was a new outfit today, a pink and red silk silk skirt, some words to describe the goddess on the strange gods, and put it on her, the most ironing is not enough, the posture of flowing clouds, the spirit of the moon. Seeing Chen Ping'an, Aunt Feng just lifted the wine jug in her hand, even if she said hello, she sat up slightly straight, slightly cleaned up her eyebrows, and slightly cleaned up her eyebrows, the woman is too good-looking, too natural and charming, it's trouble, not to mention that Chen Ping'an still has such a vinegar jar at home.

Chen Ping'an looked at this Aunt Feng and lost his mind for a moment, because he remembered the backyard of the Yang family's pharmacy, where there used to be an old man who smoked dry tobacco all year round.

Chen Ping'an did not learn Aunt Feng to sit on the steps, sitting on the stone bench next to the flower shed, Aunt Feng asked with a smile: "Do you drink alcohol?" The most mellow and authentic Baihua wine, the age of each jar of wine is not small, those flower goddesses are still women after all, they are careful, the cellar is very well sealed, and they don't run wine. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, Aunt Feng threw out a jar of Baihua Brew, Chen Ping'an took the wine jar, as if remembering something, twisted his wrist, took out two pots of Qingshenshan wine brewed by his own shop, and threw a pot to Aunt Feng as a return gift, explaining: "Aunt Feng has a taste, and she has opened a small wine shop in partnership with others, and the sales are good." ”

Aunt Feng took the flask, put it to her ear, shook it, and smiled strangely. Just this wine, whether it's the vintage or the taste, are you embarrassed to take it out and give it away?

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Of course, it is far inferior to Aunt Feng's Baihua Brew, but it is better than cheap and good, cheap and good, people pick wine, wine does not pick people." ”

Aunt Feng threw another jar of wine to Chen Ping'an, and joked: "If you want to keep my pot of Baihua Brew, just say bluntly, what is there to be embarrassed about asking for one more jar with Aunt Feng, it's really a loss of money." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't care, since this Aunt Feng is a friend of Mr. Qi, she is her elder, and she is being mabbled by the elders, don't care if you are reasonable or not, just listen.

Chen Ping'an took out a wine bowl, uncovered the red paper mud seal of the wine jar, poured a bowl of wine, the red paper and the yellow mud of the seal, are unusual, especially the latter, the soil is quite bizarre, Chen Ping'an twisted a little dirt with two fingers, twisted gently, in fact, the people under the mountain only know the word Jin Shishou, but they don't know that the soil is also old, Chen Ping'an asked curiously: "Aunt Feng, these soils are the 10,000-year-old soil of the blessed land of a hundred flowers?

Aunt Feng nodded, "I have a good eye, everything is money." And you guessed it right, in the early years, the hundred flowers brewed with 10,000 years of soil as a mud seal will be divided into three parts every hundred years, and they will be paid tribute to the tripartite forces, in addition to the six palaces of the ghost mansion of the Xudu Mansion, and the Fangzhu Mountain Qingjun who is in charge of the earth's cave heaven blessed land and all the earth immortals, but he is not the old man in the backyard of the Yang family's pharmacy, and this monarch has nothing to do with the old heavenly court, but it is actually very remarkable. The name of the upper life, which was finally recorded in the 'Immortal Record' of the Shangpin Qinglu Zizhang, or the 'Record of Immortality' of the Zhongpin Huang Zheng Bai Jian, in Fangzhu Mountain, 'please engrave the name of the immortal', Qingjun Rumu signed, in short, there is an extremely complex set of rules, much like the officialdom of later generations...... Forget it, it's too boring to talk about this, it's all the old yellow calendar that has turned the page, and it's useless to talk about it. Anyway, if you really want to trace back to the source, it can be regarded as some attempts to formulate etiquette in the early years of Lisheng, whether it is a detour, a long detour, or a trip to the avenue, in short, it is ...... It's harder. Anyway, if you are really interested in these old things, you can ask your husband to go, Lao Xiucai has read a lot of miscellaneous books. ”

Chen Ping'an asked tentatively: "There is a sect in the Aoyao Continent, called Jiudu Mountain, and the Patriarch Hall has a secret identity as a descendant, named Yan Bianlang, also known as Bao Jicheng, known as the Green Nationality, is there any inheritance relationship with this Fangzhu Mountain?"

One of the foreign sword cultivators in the line of the hidden officials of the summer palace, Deng Liang, is the peak master of the solemn peak of Jiudu Mountain in the Bright Continent, and now he has become the chief worshipper of the Ancestor Hall of Feisheng City.

Aunt Feng sneered: "It's just a little light, little Jiudu Mountain, where can it be compared with that Fangzhu Mountain, it's just that the founding ancestor of Jiudu Mountain, by chance, got a part of the broken mountain, and barely inherited a little bit of Daoyun immortal vein." ”

As for the tripartite forces, Aunt Feng seems to have missed one, Chen Ping'an will not get to the bottom of it, Aunt Feng doesn't say it, there must be some unknown taboos here.

And in these words, Aunt Feng's respect for Lisheng is obviously from the bottom of her heart.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Dare to ask Aunt Feng, that Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou?"

Aunt Feng shook her head, Chen Ping'an didn't ask any more, but only drank a bowl of Baihua Brew, and found that it was beneficial to the soul a lot, beyond expectations, in the small world of the human body, those similar to the Chujun Mountain Qi Mansion that has not yet opened up the territory, as well as many white-painted mountains and rivers, like a long drought and a rain, the wisps gather like a rain curtain, and the aura is like rain, he is a real Yupu Realm monk, if he is replaced by an earth immortal, wouldn't there be a heavy rain of aura pouring to the ground? As for the monks of the Lower Five Realms, it is estimated that after drinking such a bowl of wine, they will be directly "drunk" by AE Ran's aura. Therefore, Chen Ping'an does not plan to continue drinking, he has the remainder, his own cultivation, step by step, this kind of immortal foreign objects that help accumulate spiritual energy, of course, is not small, but in fact, it is not of much significance. Go back and give the two jars of wine to Zhang Jiazhen and Jiang respectively. Especially Zhang Jiazhen, the small account room who gave Wei Wenlong, the former young man of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, because he couldn't practice, now he has white hair.

In front of Aunt Feng, she directly put away the wine jar and wine bowl, and didn't even let go of the yellow mud crumbs on the table, and then Chen Ping'an said: "I'm tired of Aunt Feng helping to say hello to the coachman and inviting him to come here for a while." ”

Aunt Feng smiled: "It's here." ”

The old man who had been driving for Dong Hu and the Queen Mother fell to the ground with a bang outside the flower shed, and Aunt Feng rolled her eyes charmingly, raised her hand and waved the dust.

The old coachman crossed his arms around his chest, standing in place, not looking at Chen Ping'an, this little bastard, but relying on a Taoist companion of the Flying Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator, see what you can endure.

The old man said angrily: "If there is a fart, let it go." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't bother to care about this old guy's chat, did he really think that he was Gu Qingsong or Liu Chicheng? Just straight to the point and asked: "Lu Jiang, the empress dowager of Dali who is alias Nan Hairpin, is she from the Lu family of the Yin and Yang family in Middle Earth?"

Aunt Feng looked a little surprised, and took a sip of wine, how did Chen Ping'an know about this inside story? This is a very hidden line. Emperor Da Li fell on the road that year and almost became a puppet. Nan Hairpin, or Lu Jiang, was demoted to Changchun Palace by the first emperor back then, not without reason. The south hairpin is actually the south hairpin of Yuzhang County, but with that string of spirit rhino beads, I remember the memories of the previous generations, otherwise with the ambition of the first emperor of Da Li, and then remember the old relationship between husband and wife, Lu Jiang will definitely not live, in the history books, it is just a record of the death of Queen Da Li due to illness.

The old coachman said bluntly: "I don't know, change another one." ”

Aunt Feng nodded lightly, the old coachman really didn't know about this, and he didn't use his brains just because he had the strength.

The old master said angrily: "Aunt Feng, what do you do with him, you and I are our own family, and there must be a limit to the elbows turning out!"

Chen Ping'an continued to ask: "Who first taught the secret method of the Lizhu Cave Heavenly Natal Porcelain Firing?"

The old coachman hesitated for a moment, and said sullenly: "It was made by Mr. Yang Lao'er and Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou." ”

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and asked slowly, "Master Yao of Longyao, are you from the Buddhist sect?"

The old coachman glanced at Aunt Feng, as if he was complaining about the problems she had helped to conceive before, but none of them said it, causing many of his prepared drafts to be lost.

Aunt Feng turned a blind eye and just drank wine and watched the excitement.

The old coachman nodded.

Chen Ping'an was silent.

When he was young, he used to kowtow to the three Bodhisattva statues in the tomb of the gods. There was a child who went up the mountain and into the water, stepping on the shoddy straw sandals he had knitted, one pair after another, and at that time he only felt that the Bodhisattva was easy to find, but the herbs on the mountain were difficult to find.

Master Yao. Medicine Buddha.

Toho Aquarius. The leader of the Oriental Pure Glass World.

Aunt Feng raised her head and took a sip of wine, and then she said to Chen Ping'an in her heart: "I persuaded Qi Jingchun back then, in fact, it is right for the gentleman not to save him, and it doesn't matter if you go, just say that Old Man Yao will definitely not let it go, otherwise he will not have to go to Lizhu Cave Heaven at all, and he will definitely return to Haoran from the Western Buddha Country."

, but Qi Jingchun still didn't agree, but in the end he didn't give any reason. ”

Probably a memorial archway, in which the plaque left by the Confucian sage, is Qi Jingchun's silent answer, which should not be compromised.

Chen Ping'an looked down at the cloth shoes, raised his head, and asked the last question, "Who was I in my previous life?"

The old coachman shook his head, "I don't know, let's get another one." ”

Aunt Feng smiled, "Forget it, I'll help you answer, Chen Ping'an, don't think about it, you are not who you are, anyway, at least for sure, in your previous life, you were not a great mountaintop monk, nor a master of Buddhism, because I was also curious back then, so I went to the Yang family pharmacy, the old man once gave a definite answer, your previous life, maybe no matter further, there is nothing surprising, so you and your father, your family of three, are very ordinary, there is no avenue roots to speak of." At that time, it was rare for Old Man Yang to take the initiative to say more, saying that you are just a mud leg, and your life is hard. ”

Chen Ping'an's eyebrows stretched a little and breathed a sigh of relief. Then there really is no need to worry about it anymore.

The old coachman didn't want to stay here for long, and it was disgusting to look at the man in the green shirt any longer.

Chen Ping'an suddenly squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Aunt Feng is willing to help match the bridge and act as an intermediary for us, in fact, she has already explained a lot of things, so I finally remind you, don't provoke me in the future." ”

Aunt Feng smiled knowingly, listen, this is what a smart person should say, old coachman, you learn more in the future.

The old coachman was entangled, but he wanted to leave a cruel word, but when he thought that there was a Ning Yao in the capital, he endured it, but he didn't hold back, so he turned his head and spit on the ground, seeing that Chen Ping'an raised his eyebrows, the Feng family's mother-in-law was also full of displeasure, and the old coachman rubbed the tip of his shoe, which was wiped dry and clean, and then jumped up, and his figure instantly dissipated without a trace.

Aunt Feng glanced at the young man, looking slightly tired, human nature.

Then she saw that Chen Ping'an took out the wine bowl again, a pot of Qingshenshan wine, poured a bowl of wine, shook it, and began to drink by herself. Not only calm, but also transparent.

Chen Ping'an raised the wine bowl and said with a smile: "Aunt Feng, thank you." ”

Aunt Feng lifted the wine jug in her hand and drank separately.

Chen Ping'an asked a question that he had been curious about for many years, but it was not a big deal, it was just pure curiosity, "Aunt Feng, do you know that the inscription on the back of a statue of a god is like a small poem, who carved it?" Li Liu, or Ma Kuxuan?"

Li Liu is the former co-master of the rivers and lakes, as one of the five supreme ancient gods, even the puddle is one of her summer resorts, and the real responsibility of the god is still the long river of time. The remains of all the ancient gods turned into stars outside the sky, or the golden body dissipated and merged into time, but in fact, they all belonged to the eternal sleep and inhabited in that long river of time.

Chen Ping'an couldn't recognize whose handwriting it was based on his handwriting, but Li Liu and Ma Kuxuan were the most likely.

Aunt Feng shook her head and said with a smile: "I don't care, I'm not curious." ”

Chen Ping'an asked: "Aunt Feng said that someone wanted to see me, is it the shopkeeper Yang of the hometown pharmacy?" or ...... Patrol General Su?"

The former, I heard Liu Xianyang say, Yang shopkeeper died of illness in his early years, and after his death, he was on an errand at the Chenghuang Temple in the capital, serving as a night wandering god, which can be regarded as stepping into the landscape officialdom, and can continue to protect the children of the family by virtue of yin virtue. And Su Gaoshan is Chen Ping'an's guess, it is very likely that he will become a battlefield hero after death, and Da Li will help arrange a way out, such as serving as the god of the martial temple in the capital, and Su Gaoshan will in turn maintain the martial arts of a country, which is a logical thing.

Moreover, Su Gaoshan was born in the Han clan, all the way with his military exploits, he served as a patrol envoy during his lifetime, and he was already the ultimate official position of a military minister, but in the end, he was not the tyrant of the A clan, once the general died, there was no backbone, and it was easy for people to go away, and they were often left out in the cold.

Aunt Feng smiled: "It's Shopkeeper Yang." After Su Gaoshan's death, the last section of his life was to travel the world at night as a ghost, and personally escorted his ghost pawns back to their hometowns. ”

Chen Ping'an was speechless for a long time when he heard this. just took a sip of wine and silently made up his mind that he would need to pay more attention to the Su family in the future, and at least quietly protect it for a hundred years.

Aunt Feng laughed, her fingers rotated, and she put away a wisp of breeze, "Shopkeeper Yang can't come, let me give you a word, I want you to go back to your hometown, remember to go to the backyard of his pharmacy." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I'm tired of Aunt Feng helping me say thank you to Shopkeeper Yang." ”

After drinking a pot of wine, Chen Ping'an stood up and said goodbye, "Don't continue to bother Aunt Feng." ”

Aunt Feng nodded, and then asked, "Don't you visit this Fire God Temple?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head.

The Five Elements call the fortune of the emperor's industry that prospers with fire virtue, and it is called fire virtue. It's just that this is not the case in the Dali Dynasty, so there is only one fire temple in the capital.

Like the Dayuan Dynasty in the north of Luzhou, it is the establishment of water virtue.

Aunt Feng shook the wine jug, "Then I won't send it." ”

Chen Ping'an returned along the same road, and when he arrived at the gate of the Fire Temple, he met the old lady who was also the gatekeeper, so he stopped and chatted with the old lady before leaving.

On the other side of the flower shed, Aunt Feng continued to drink alone.

Bingying is confused, the stars are blowing, the four seas are cooked, the five mountains are refined, Wei Wei is hot, and the gods are uplifted.

After Chen Ping'an walked out of the Fire Temple, he glanced back at the deserted street.

What is the practice, the water god walks the water.

What is the meaning of seeking Buddha, the god of fire seeking fire.

After that, Chen Ping'an went to the Household Office, and did not go to Yichi Lane to find Guan Yiran, but chose a more upright way to catch up with his friends.

As for the gentleman, he was not idle.

In the capital of Dali, there was a poor old gentleman in a Confucian shirt, who first arrived at the Beijing Translation Bureau, first folded his hands with the monks, helped translate the scriptures, and then went to the Chongxu Bureau.

It's just that no one is destined to be held accountable, Wen Sheng is like this, who has any objections? Otherwise, who else can you find to complain, saying that there is a scholar's behavior that is not in line with etiquette, is it to find the Holy Teacher, or the Holy Rite, or the Ya Sheng?

The world's Shanshui Mansion newspaper has gradually lifted the ban.

Countless news flocked in, so that all the cultivators in the world, like a drunkard who had been hungry for many years and could not drink, were finally able to drink happily, only to drink bitterly and get drunk.

Among a series of shocking events, of course, the meeting of the Middle Earth Temple of Literature and the attack on the wilderness.

There is also the restoration of the temple of literature by the saint of Wen.

The fifth world was officially named the Colorful World.

During this period, there is also news that is not small, that is, the last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Chen Shiyi, who is ten young people in the world.

It turned out to be the Aquarius Clan, but it seems that most of the Shanshui Mansion Newspapers have a tacit understanding, about this person, one stroke, more details, not a word, only one or two sect head Immortal Mansion Mansions, such as the Shanhai Sect of the Middle Earth Divine Continent, unruly, say more, and name the hidden official, but after the newspaper was printed and promulgated, it stopped quickly, and it should have been some kind of reminder from the academy. But those who have a heart, with these two Di newspapers, still got a few "gossip" with endless aftertaste, such as after returning from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, they quickly broke through a realm from the mountaintop realm martial arts and the Yuanying realm sword cultivation in the past, and became a martial artist in the end realm and a sword cultivator in the Yupu realm.

And then there is this person's Taoist companion, the first person in the world in the colorful world, the sword cultivator of the Flying Ascension Realm, Ning Yao.

Dumbfounded, I wondered if this person's luck was too good?

As for the Southern Ribbon and Northern Hidden Official, what is the statement?

In any case, this young man surnamed Chen in Aquarius can be described as a first-rate person in heaven and earth.

In the official building of a government office in the household department, Guan Yiran was flipping through several river recitals submitted to the household department in the local area.

This Yizhou Yunzai county's Guan family disciple, neither in the official department that almost belongs to his own one-third of an acre of land, in this household department, the official quality is not high, in the past, the three big blasphemy governors made officials, they belonged to the best Guan Yiran, but now the official position is the lowest, just the head of the household department. You must know that Guan Yiran, not only has the surname of Shangzhuguo, but also a real monk of the Dali Border Pass, who has been crawling and rolling in the pile of dead people for many years, and has also followed the general Su Gaoshan all the way to the south, and his achievements are not small.

Guan Yiran raised his head, and there was a man in a green shirt with his hands in his sleeves at the door of the house, smiling, and quipped: "General Guan, patronizing as an official, my cultivation is slack, if this is on the battlefield?"

Guan Yiran immediately closed the fold, then took a book from the bookcase, covered it on the fold, laughed and got up and said, "Yo, this is not our Chen account room, rare customers." ”

Guan Yiran dragged his chair with one hand, bypassed the desk, and then hooked the only free chair for hospitality, so that the two chairs were placed opposite each other, and said with a bright smile: "There is no way, the official hat is small, the place is small, and you can only treat guests inconsiderately." Unlike our Shangshu Lang's room, it is spacious, and you don't need to open the window to ventilate a fart. ”

Chen Ping'an crossed the threshold and asked with a smile: "Coming here to find you, will it delay official business?"

Guan Yiran scolded with a smile: "It's all here, can I still drive you away?"

Besides, there is nothing inappropriate, what kind of heart is Your Majesty, Grandpa Tai said it very thoroughly back then, don't worry about this kind of trivial matter.

Chen Ping'an didn't sit down in a hurry, took out a hand-copying inkstone from his sleeve, and threw it to Guan Yiran, "A small gift is not a tribute." ”

While explaining that this is the blessed land of the cloud cave of the Jiang family in Tongyezhou, a specialty of the old pit of Yanshan, called the water side pit.

What kind of water gangway, in fact, Chen Ping'an temporarily took the name of nonsense.

I really don't believe that Guan Yiran, a member of the Aquarius Continent clan, can know everything about that Cloud Cave blessed land.

However, I heard that a few years ago, the Dali Imperial Court, on this household yamen, set up an inkstone office, which is responsible for searching for chiseled mountains and collecting and supervising the collection of good stones.

But Longwei Creek Chen's,

There are several inkstone mountains that belong to the private property of the family, which are really gold and silver mountains, and are exported to Yizhou Mountain.

Dong Shuijing took a piece of the pie and was responsible for helping to sell it to Beiju Luzhou, never touching salt, iron and the like, Dong Shuijing only spent time on the clothing, food, housing and transportation of dignitaries and ordinary people, and trivial matters.

The Dali Household Department is the most miserable one among the six yamen of the imperial court, it seems that it is scolded every day, the military department scolds the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Rites scolds the completion department......

According to the officialdom of Dali, the military department is the grandfather's yamen, who is arrested and scolded, the Ministry of Rites is the father, the Ministry of Industry is the son, but the household department in charge of money is the grandson, and anyone can spit and spit.

Guan Yiran took the hand-copying inkstone, and he was not polite, weighed it, rubbed his thumb, the stone was delicate, and then picked it up, holding the small inkstone with five fingers in his ear, and tapping his fingers with one hand, there was the so-called sound of gold and jade vibrating on the book. Guan Yiran sighed lightly again, looking at the mist on the inkstone, there was the image of breath and clouds, purple gold, gold halos, and then lightly scratched with his nails, and looked at it, Guan Yiran nodded, Okay, it is indeed an old pit, how much is it worth a little money, anyway, with his own little money, he is destined to not be able to afford it.

Seeing that Chen Ping'an's eyelids trembled slightly, these grandsons of wealthy lords who like to be blind and exquisite, are really not easy to fool.

It's so unsophisticated to receive a gift, it's stinky, so wait for the guests to leave, and then shake that bit of the insider doorway.

Guan Yiran gently put the inkstone on the table, and asked with a smile: "The four treasures of the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and study, the inkstone is there, and then you didn't help me make a big family?"

Chen Ping'an sat on the chair and said with a smile: "I'm probably still visiting relatives, what's the hurry." ”

Then Chen Ping'an asked, "Can't you drink bars here?"

Guan Yiran nodded, "It's strictly managed, you can't drink, if you get caught, the punishment is small, and the recording is big." ”

Chen Ping'an patted the waist card of the criminal department on his waist, twisted his wrist, and took out the wine jug, "It's a coincidence, you can't control me." ”

A hurried official brought an official document, the door of the house was open, and he knocked lightly, and Guan Yiran said, "Come in." ”

The yamen official glanced at the man in the green shirt, Guan Yiran got up and walked, took the official document, turned his back to Chen Ping'an, flipped it over, put it in his sleeve, nodded and said, "I still need to entertain guests for a while, and I will look for you later." ”

The assistant nodded and retired, came in a hurry, and hurried away.

Later, two more subordinates came to discuss the matter, and Guan Yiran said that they would discuss it later.

Guan Yiran and Chen Ping'an were each with a chair, both with Erlang's legs crossed, looking very casual.

Chen Ping'an joked: "It's really not idle at all." ”

Guan Yiran glanced at the wine jug in Chen Ping'an's hand, he was greedy, the wine worms in his stomach were about to rebel, people who are good at drinking, either they don't want to drink it, and they can't see others drinking, and they are empty-handed, so they said helplessly: "When I just retired from the border army, I entered this yamen on an errand, dizzy, and I had to be busy every day." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled casually: "The knife and pen officer, the knife and pen officer, in fact, is not still holding a knife." ”

Guan Yiran shook his head, "In terms of specific affairs, the two are far apart." ”

After some small talk, a colleague from the government office came to visit the door to see the official robe, the same rank as Guan Yiran, and this person began to shout at the door: "Di Bao, a mountain Di Bao from the Mountain and Sea Sect of the Middle Earth Divine Continent! This is from Ma Shilang's side." Suddenly, come and take a look, one news after another, dizzying. ”

The young official saw the man in green shirt who was sitting and drinking, he was stunned, and he didn't care, he just thought it was the son of a wealthy man from a border army, Guan Yiran's friend, the threshold would not be low, not to say family background, but to conduct, so when the young official looked at the man, he not only immediately put away Erlang's legs, but also took the initiative to smile and nod with himself, and he didn't think it was too strange, and nodded with the person in return.

Guan Yiran was obviously familiar with this person, and said casually: "There is no place for you to sit." ”

The man gently threw the Shanshui Mansion newspaper to Guan Yiran, and sat on the threshold casually, "Didn't you say that you had a friend in the rivers and lakes in your early years, this Chen Ping'an is Chen Ping'an?" Bullish, you really drank with him, and you drank it again and again to go around under the wine table?

Chen Ping'an was silent. If you want to say that it is only at the wine table, except for Liu Jinglong, I really don't coax anyone.

The household yamen, after all, is not a well-informed Ministry of Rites and Criminal Department. Moreover, the six divisions are clear, and it may be that except for Lord Shangshu, who is known as the "local official", the other chief officials of the departments may not know the inside story of the turmoil near Yichi Lane before.

However, the middle-level officials of the six yamen in the capital are indeed all well-known "lowly" powers. Once the local government is released, if he can be transferred back to the capital, the future is bright.

Guan Yiran coughed and reminded the guy to say a few words.

Chen Ping'an smiled.

Anyway, the matter has come to this point, Guan Yiran simply has no heart, with a clear conscience on his face, and said to the colleague: "It's not a single time, there will occasionally be a tie with him at the wine table." Next time, if he has the opportunity, if he comes to the capital and is not in a hurry to leave, he will definitely ask you to drink together. ”

The young official nodded, then turned to look at the man in the green shirt and asked, "Ran, who is this?"

Chen Ping'an was already sitting upright, and took the initiative to smile: "I am the younger brother of Guan Daren on the rivers and lakes, not a person from the capital. ”

Guan Yiran waved his hand and complained: "What little brother, this is ugly, they are all good brothers who hate each other at first sight." ”

The young official wiped his face, "Ran, look at it, this guy's mountain Taoist is Ning Yao of the Flying Ascension City, Ning Yao!

Then he looked at the guest and smiled, "Brother, huh?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and smiled: "Envy and envy, you must be envious." ”

Guan Yiran waved his hand to drive people away, "Isn't it just a report from the Shanshui Mansion, if there is anything to make a fuss about, you hurry up." ”

Guan Yiran introduced to Chen Ping'an in his heart: "This guy is one of the more than a dozen chief officials of the Qing Officials Department of the Ministry of Households, don't look at his youth, in fact, he is in charge of several large northern states including Hongzhou, not far from your hometown Longzhou, and now he is still temporarily in charge of all the fish scale atlases of the northern stalls." And just like you, you're all from a good place. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded lightly, "I can see it." ”

It is a veritable "see", because this young official has several red lanterns behind him that are protected by various mountain and water gods, and he is full of culture.

Guan Yiran asked: "If you are not busy, I really want to help the two of you save up for a drink on the side of the Calamus River, how about it, do you give this face?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Of course it's no problem. However, the wine game has to be about half a month later. ”

Guan Yiran didn't ask the reason, just blinked, "When the time comes, let's drink this wine?"

Chen Ping'an said categorically: "Drink a fart flower wine, I won't be good at this mouthful." ”

The young official didn't know that the two of them were talking in their hearts over there, so he took off his official hat, put his palm against his bun, and said sentimentally: "The matter at hand is over for the time being, I'm not busy, and I am not allowed to take a few breaths." If I stay up all night like this, I may not be regarded as an outsider when I go to the Translation Bureau in the future. ”

Soon after, another official sent an official document over, and the young official with a strong literary spirit also took back the newspaper and said goodbye to leave, Chen Ping'an knew that he would be very busy when he was in the household department of Dali, but he really didn't expect Guan Yiran to be busy with this, so he left Guan Pingran a jar of Baihua wine brewing, and it was a big deal to go back and ask Aunt Feng for a few more jars. Guan Yiran was not polite, and only sent Chen Ping'an to the door of the house.

Chen Ping'an walked all the way back to the inn, at the mouth of the alley, the young man Zhao Duanming beckoned: "Mr. Chen, I have something to do with you." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded lightly, clasped his hands in his sleeves, walked over leisurely, and when he stepped into the alley, he said with a smile: "Yo, it's amazing, it's actually three small worlds overlapping and forming a formation, and the chain sword talismans are all used, you are really rich." ”

Then Chen Ping'an smiled dumbly, is it that these eleven people are planning to deal with themselves today in order to get back to the field, just like when they were on the night sailing boat, dealing with Wu Shuangjiang?

Chen Ping'an was currently in the ruins of the Immortal Mansion of the Formation Master Han Dayjin, probably the Immortal Inn opened by the female ghost Gaiyan before, and felt that it was because they lost the first move, so they were not convinced. Chen Ping'an is standing on top of a stone beam at the moment, with white clouds surging like the sea at his feet, and a snow-white waterfall pouring down next to him, at the end of the stone beam, standing the "Sword Fairy" who appeared on Yu Yu's shoulder, still a young man's image, just taller, wearing a Taoist crown, wearing a sword and a red robe, and beads adorning the clothes.

Chen Ping'an looked around, "You guys, don't remember to fight, right?" ”

The young sword immortal swept with a sword, splitting the powerless "Chen Ping'an" into ...... A talisman.

It seems that Chen Ping'an didn't go into the alley at all.

In a hidden realm outside the alley, the little monk folded his hands, "Buddha bless, Chen Jianxian is looking for someone else, I'm going to find the merit box." ”

Immediately, someone behind him laughed and said, "Okay, I'll find someone else." ”

On the roof elsewhere, Gou Cun scratched his head, because Mr. Chen was sitting next to him, Chen Ping'an smiled: "Talk to Yuan Huajing and Song Xu, go back and send me a few sword lock talismans, and this account will be settled." ”

The young man looked shy and nodded. He said earlier that he would definitely not be able to find the field. Of course, if you really want to fight, the boy will never spare any effort, and he will never beat Mr. Chen anyway.

In the alley, the three of them, including Han Dayjin, each withdrew the carefully arranged world, and they were all a little helpless.

Then they were stunned one by one, only to see that the talisman that fell to the ground near the talisman appeared, and a figure in a green shirt appeared, and Mr. Chen, who was next to the young man, turned into a talisman instead, turned into a rainbow light, and was included in the sleeve of the man.

"If you encounter a sinister bastard like Feiran or a scarlet on the battlefield, you will have to line up one by one to send people to their heads. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Don't take it as an example." ”