"That kid is Li Xiao?" Leaning against a corner of the street, sat an old man.

The old man's furrowed face was covered with age spots, and his gray hair was tied in a bun on his head. Wearing a moon-white robe, he was half-seated and half-lying on a low couch. A pair of eyes are radiant, with some eagle luster. If you just look at these eyes, you would think that this is just a person in his twenties. But the old man in front of him couldn't see his age.

It's okay to say sixty, it's okay to say seventy, and eighty is not an exaggeration. Ninety...... It's also somewhat like!

"Back to the ancestors, that person is Li Xiao. Today's Daming is actually in the hands of him, Sun Chengzong, and Zhang Huangyan. treats the Donglin Party members as the most ruthless. "A man in his forties, sitting in front of the old man. Holding a teapot in one hand, a dragonfly spins in a circle of teacups, and the warm tea soup happens to be lit in each teacup.

"What a young man! This looks like he is in his twenties, and he has reached such a high position at a young age, and his subordinates must have two hits. The old man stared at Li Xiao for half a minute, and then lay back on the recliner.

"Ancestor, people are amazing. I heard that his family was slaughtered by the Tartars, and only a few younger siblings remained. More than ten years ago, he walked out of his hometown full of dead people with a few children. But now you see, the dignified Liao army is a handsome, with millions of soldiers in his hands.

The Tartars of Beiping, the Red Hair of the South, and the submission of the Japanese slaves and Korea. One by one, they are all done by heroes of the world.

But he was outside the noon gate and killed thousands of my Confucian disciples. Now his minions are in Jiangnan, wantonly slaughtering Jiangnan scholars. I heard that Hangzhou and Suzhou have already killed people's heads and blood flowed like rivers. My Confucianism has reached a catastrophe that has not been seen for thousands of years, old ancestor, if you don't speak again, my Confucianism will be in the same vein! ”

"Huh! Although Donglin is a member of my Confucian lineage, they believe in Wang Yangming's mind. Regardless of whether everything is right or wrong, Wang Yangming's doctrine is good, but it has been biased by those Donglin Party members.

He holds the power of the state, but for his own selfish interests, he maintains the ancestral precept that scholars do not pay taxes. So much so that the dignified mountains and rivers withered, and there was no way to take tens of thousands of Jurchen Tartars.

The sage said, Qi family, govern the country, and level the world. In their eyes, I am afraid that there is only a home and no country, let alone the world. is full of copper and lust, how can you win. According to the old man, these people have already stepped into the demonic outer path. They live to do more harm than good to the country.

It's the kid in front of him who can be taught without class. Send all our Daming dolls to the school, not only take care of one meal, but also do not charge any tuition. The old man is familiar with the twenty-four histories, and he doesn't know which dynasty and which generation have done such a thing.

Especially when he was a warlord, it was very rare to be able to spend money on education in this way. Li Xiao, Li Xiao! If you can really pass the old man's test, what does it matter if I wish you great success. Thousands of years of Confucianism have not fallen, and the old man doesn't believe that you have the ability to ruin this thousand-year-old culture. At first, the old man was still talking to the middle-aged man, but later it was more like talking to himself.

But the people he invited taught the students to learn calligraphy, and they didn't teach the words of the sages of the Four Books and the Five Classics at all, let alone the enlightenment readings. Just teaching some country slang is simply insulting to Sven. The middle-aged man was a little unimpressed.

"Insult Sven? The old man didn't see it, even if you want to teach the Four Books and the Five Classics now, where can you find so many people who can explain and understand to teach? Don't forget, the Donglin Party is his enemy. There are few people in the world who are willing to help him. It's good to have the results you have now. ”

"The old ancestor seems to have a special preference for this son!"

"My Confucianism has been in the world for thousands of years, and for the first time since the sage and the sub-sage, I have the opportunity to let people all over China learn my Confucian culture, how can the old man not be excited?"

"This kid is willing to work with us?"

"Yes, he will. Because in his hands, what is most lacking now is the available reader. You didn't see that the confrontation in Jiangnan was so fierce, and he had to use a lot of Donglin party members. Without it! The base is too thin, and there is no talent in the bag. Hehehe! The old fellow picked up a cup of tea and laughed like a night owl.

Li Xiao didn't know that there were still people watching him below, drinking hot and sour soup and eating donkey meat. Since the beginning of folk cultivation, more and more people have fallen in love with this terrifying taste. It's clear that Chef Daming is very pioneering. With great fearlessness, they stuffed the chili peppers into the donkey meat fire, and the damn it became too spicy.

Li Xiao, who didn't know what to do, took a bite, and the devastating taste and taste exploded in his mouth like an atomic bomb.

Spicy donkey meat roasted?

Pick up the teapot next to you and start drinking like a flower.

Li Xiao didn't touch anything else at lunch, he ate canned luncheon meat on this biscuit, and now he refused any food introduced by Li Hao.

What a fucking pit man!

Li Xiao, who traveled south and north, finally planted a big heel on the food. No way, who the fuck has ever heard of donkey meat being burned and pretending to be too chili.

After getting out of the restaurant, Li Hao was far away. The eldest brother is very angry now, and if he uses his shadowless feet, he may not be able to bear it.

The brothers got off the restaurant and marched all the way to Wutai Mountain. Li Hao followed the letter from Zhang Daoling's person, and Zhang Daoling was still in the Taoist temple in Wutai Mountain at this time.

After climbing Wutai Mountain several times, it was the first time that Li Xiao heard that there was a Taoist temple on Wutai Mountain. I have seen the Tianwang Hall where Lu Zhishen made a big fuss, and the locals say that they have noses and eyes, and they don't allow you not to believe it. It will not be allowed to say that Lu Zhishen is a medium character, and he is basically a fictional Yunyun. If you dare to say such a thing in Wutai County, you will immediately be drowned by the saliva of the elders of the county, especially the incense vendors under the mountain gate.

There are many vendors selling incense, and Li Hao casually bought some and went up the mountain. Li Xiao doesn't care, he doesn't worship Buddha himself, and he also has a tolerant attitude towards others worshipping Buddha. Religious freedom, no matter what era it is, Taoist monks have to eat together. If they really teach believers to accumulate virtue and do good, that is a good thing.

Walking around Wutai Mountain in autumn, Li Xiao took people to walk in the mountains. Enjoy the autumn scenery while walking!

The sky is very good, the sun hanging brightly in the sky is not as dazzling as in summer. There are white clouds hanging in the sky, one on the left and one on the right, all kinds of fluttering in the wind. The air is outrageous, take a breath to clear your eyes, and it is worthy of natural oxygen.

Walking down a fork in the road, the pilgrims on the mountain began to decrease. More people stumbled up the stairs with sick faces. The lighter ones need to be supported, and the heavier ones are carried directly on the stretcher and carried directly up the mountain. It is said that an old immortal came to the mountain, who was the reincarnation of Sun Simiao. As long as you are sick and touch his hand, you will be restored immediately.

Li Xiao has a group of more than a dozen, all of whom are strong guys with big shoulders and round waists. He was dressed in an olive-green Liao army uniform with a large-brimmed hat on his head. He was wearing an armed belt around his waist, and a revolver was inserted in the pistol holster on the armed belt. Although the muzzle of the gun is facing the ground, the cold light of the sun shining on the muzzle is still dazzling.

Knowing that this was a Liao soldier, the people on the mountain did not dare to compete with them. There were stretchers in front of them, and they took the initiative to give way and let them go first.

This is not Liaodong, and few of the people of Shanxi join the army. Naturally, they don't have much affection for the Liao army, and their instinctive feeling for the Liao army is fear.

When I walked halfway up the mountain, I saw a Taoist temple.

A group of big and small lads walked relatively fast, overtaking many people along the way. Hurried slowly, when I arrived at the gate of the Taoist temple, there were still three groups of people standing in front of me to see a doctor.

"Big brother, let's be ranked fourth, and it is estimated that we will be able to see a doctor soon." Li Hao was a little excited, but he asked Zhang Daoling to leave, and what to do with those people queuing up behind him was not within his consideration.

"Whatever you want!" Anyway, Li Xiao didn't expect much from what kind of medical skills this Zhang Daoling was, and he followed Li Hao to Wutai Mountain, purely because he was sick and went to the doctor, and now he was thinking about how to pick money out of Shanxi Lao Xuan.

"Big brother, that Zhang Daochang really has a hand, I don't believe that there are three patients here, you can know it at a glance." Li Xiu was also beating a side drum on the side.

"Good!" replied weakly, and Li Xiao continued to sit on the rocks and watch the scenery.

These monks are veterans, and they really pick places. Li Xiao strongly suspected that these guys living in the mountains had nothing to do with cultivation, and were purely here to enjoy the natural scenery.

Obviously, the six roots are clean, and you still pick such a good scenery, so you are embarrassed to say that the six roots are pure, people outside the party?

The small Taoist temple is not big, and the main hall has only ten or twenty rooms. Taoist temples are different from temples, the temples in the world are a regulation, the two generals of the mountain gate, and then the Tianwang Palace, and the bell tower and drum tower are located on the left and right. Then walk in to the Daxiong Treasure Hall ......!

There are no specific regulations for Taoist temples, anyway, Li Xiao only knows that the statue behind the case is Sanqing. All kinds of other famous and unknown immortals, Li Xiao didn't know anything.

With a "squeak", the door of the Taoist temple opened. A little Taoist boy came out of it and bowed to the people waiting.

"Everyone, take your place, and the three people in front of me will come in with me." The three people waiting in front were overjoyed, and immediately helped the patient into the Taoist temple.

"Big brother, let's go in too." Li Xiu pulled Li Xiao and rushed in cross-shouldered. The Taoist priest at the door wanted to stop him, but he saw an olive-green military uniform with a revolver in his waist, so he was selectively blind, and opened his eyes and closed his eyes to let Li Xiao and others in.

Can't afford to mess with it!

Li Xiao followed the crowd into a courtyard, which was not too big, and was drilled in by Li Xiao and them, and it suddenly seemed very crowded.

In the middle of the courtyard there is a table and chairs and a bamboo bed. An old Taoist with a white beard and hair sat on a bamboo chair and frowned a little when he saw so many people pouring in at once. But when he saw those guys in olive green military uniforms, he couldn't help but shake his head.

The first person to walk up was vain, swaying, and flushed. After walking two steps, he was out of breath, and he looked like a sick seedling.

The chubby body sat on the bamboo chair, and the bamboo chair made a painful "creak" sound.

"What's wrong with you?" Lao Dao asked.

"Dizziness and heart palpitations. It was very difficult to walk, and I was sweating after walking for a while. The chubby man said with a pained expression.

"Oh! Extend your left hand. Lao Dao carefully checked his pulse, closed his eyes and pondered for a long time. He picked up the bamboo piece on the table and inserted it into the fat man's mouth.

"Ahh The old Taoist priest made a demonstration, and the fat man immediately followed with an "ah".

"Hmmm! Go to bed and lie down. The old Taoist priest pointed to the bamboo bed. The fat man was immediately lifted up and lay down on the bamboo bed.

The bamboo bed made a tooth-sour sound, and Li Xiao was afraid that the bamboo bed would step on it at any time. According to Li Xiao's experience, fat people of this level generally can't run away from diseases such as high blood pressure and heart disease. Anyway, nine out of ten fat people have both diseases.

This old man held the fat man's hand with both hands, making Li Xiao feel that he was holding a pig's head. I saw Lao Dao fiddling with the fat man's head, left and right, not for a while. Lao Dao stopped his movements and exhaled a long breath: "You're all right!" In the future, eat more vegetarian food and less fishy fat. Otherwise, Lao Dao can save you once, but he can't save you a second time. ”

"Huh! I'm not confused! I'm not confused! The fat man sat up on the bed and shouted in surprise.

"Don't sit up, you will have a severe dizziness during tea time, as long as your illness is after the dizziness." Lao Dao hurriedly held down the fat man.

Li Xiao shook his head helplessly, this deception is too low-level. Come and pretend to be dizzy, Lao Tzu can also say dizziness, and then let you just fiddle with it twice.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a while. The dead fat man on the bed began to act, and the acting was terrible. just stretched out his legs and rolled his eyes, which is considered a woolen acting. This is even an eight-rate drama in Tianqiao, and even eating is a problem. How dare you come out and cheat?

Lao Tzu depends on how many silver dollars you give, and I hope this miscellaneous old man won't take it too hard.

In a short time, the fat man had returned to normal. His face was horribly pale, and there were beads of sweat on his head.

"Thank you for saving me, it's not a matter of respect." Both hands took out a silver ticket from his bosom, it was a silver ticket with a silver rim, indicating that it was worth more than a thousand silver dollars. It is an anomaly to let the smoky Shanxi natives spend money like this, Li Xiao thinks that it is not necessary to establish a tourist area or something, and slaughter these rich coal bosses.

"Monks, how can they be so unbearable. Forget it, for the sake of the Taoist brothers in this mountain, thank you! Lao Dao was very polite, stood up and gave the fat man a salute in return.

"And!" Li Xiao laughed out loud, and dared to say that he would not bend his waist for five buckets of rice. Of course, it's not worth bending your waist for five buckets of rice, but a thousand silver dollars are almost worth it. It is estimated that this fat man wants to take a photo with this Taoist master of Longhu Mountain, and the Taoist master will also stand there with both hands to make a victory and shout "eggplant".