The long sword roars the world, and there are several romantic characters, each with its own merits.

Phantom Le Fu started with "music", including the people who love "music" in the world, established for a hundred years, although less than 800 years of Confucianism is deep-rooted, its old nest Penglai Hall is also like a tiger's den in Longtan, not to break lightly.

Penglai Hall is resplendent in the spring sun, and the Year of the Turtle stands on the hall and looks down on Liu Yi arrogantly.

In his opinion, Liu Yi, who left Ling Yuancheng and Liu Quansheng, is like a fish that has left the water and an eagle without wings.

But...

Xi Guinian slowly looked at the handsome young man standing beside Liu Yi, and was suspicious in his heart.

Judging from Liu Yi's dialogue, this kid should be the back hand he brought!

But what is the identity of this kid? What is the origin? Can you let yourself quit the army?

After taking a closer look, the year of the turtle squinted his eyes: Whatever, in my Penglai Palace, I play the year of the turtle is a god, let you teach three or nine streams, when you come here, you have to kneel down and bow down to me.

Thinking about it, the Year of the Turtle was ready to order the three people to be hanged.

Xiao Lingyu still looked lazy, ignoring Liu Yi's demeanor, but he saw that the Year of the Turtle was murderous, but he no longer hid it, only to see him take out a small roll of bamboo slips from his arms and throw it into the sky, "Year of the Turtle, stare at your eyes and take a good look at what this is?" ”

Xi Gui Nian's eyes skimmed slightly, his eyes opened widely, and he hurriedly shouted, "Stop, stop!" ”

When the disciples of the Phantom Mansion below heard the order, they immediately stopped charging and killing, and besieged but did not attack.

And the year of the turtle above the main hall was in a hurry, and a string condensed by his mind was thrown out of his sleeve, and it was accurately wrapped around the bamboo tube, and with one hand in the air, the bamboo tube was brought by him.

On the surface of the polished and rounded bamboo tube, the three square characters of "Mountain Season Book" entered the eyes of the Year of the Turtle, and these three words alone made the mood fluctuations of the Year of the Turtle difficult to calm down for a long time, which shows that the Mountain Season is extremely important to the Year of the Turtle.

The year of the play turtle was in a hurry to take out the scroll written on yellow paper in the tube, the more he read, the more his face sank, and at the end of the reading, the year of the play turtle leaned against the window of Nanmu, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the Lantian jade wine bottle fell from the eighth floor.

Xiao Lingyu shouted, "Master of the Theater, the three of us have been in the dust all the way, isn't it worth you to play a 'Daya' welcome song?" ”

Xi Turtle Nian said reluctantly, "Hmph! You are still a Confucian child, and you have even forgotten the rules? Those who are said to be virtuous and talented can be matched with elegant voices. Are you three worthy? ”

Xiao Lingyu disagreed, and waved the folding fan in his hand, "Isn't the person who can resolve the monstrous murderous machine of the drama master with a letter?" ”

"Humph! Collect troops, set up banquets, and welcome distinguished guests! "The year of the turtle looked cold and noble, and returned to the pavilion with his sleeves brushed up.

A well-planned siege was thus lightly defused by a letter.

Liu Yi and Qiao Miaoqing were amazed!

......

Under the 'welcome' of the disciples of Phantom Paradise, Liu Yi and the three of them dismounted and walked towards the Penglai Hall on foot.

On the way, Liu Yi whispered in Xiao Lingyu's ear and asked, "Brother Xiao, what did you throw just now?" ”

Xiao Lingyu chuckled sideways, finally untied the mysterious veil of the bamboo tube, covered his mouth with a folding fan, and said, "This is the teacher of the Year of the Turtle, and a letter of exhortation written by Shan Ji, a doctor of the six arts of the Liangyi Academy Palace. ”

Liu Yiming's eyes lit up, "Mountain season? Who is this? ”

"That's right, Yamaji!" Xiao Lingyu looked around, and said quite mysteriously, "Shan Ji is the grandson of Shan Tao, one of the "Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest" of Cao Wei, although the old gentleman is not a disciple of Confucianism, but he is proficient in family style, etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and several proficient in everything. So, there is this bamboo tube, the teacher is like a father, and when he receives this letter in the year of the turtle, he will completely break with the Jiang family and make peace with Brother Liu. Hee-hee, how's it going? Absolutely not? ”

After Xiao Lingyu finished speaking with a glorious face, he strode into the Penglai Palace.

Liu Yi smiled on his face, but the waves were churning in his heart, and he thought: I actually want to use benevolence, righteousness and morality to deal with such people who don't pay attention to benevolence, righteousness and morality, Su Fuzi, Su Fuzi, will you always be too naïve? It seems that what the old master orange said is right, today's Confucianism is used to pampering and pampering, and there is no literary ambition, but there is little martial spirit!

After thinking about it, Liu Yi came from the heart!

Before the three of them entered the temple, they had their own thoughts.

Xiao Lingyu, who has always been smart but does not know how to read behind closed doors and is not familiar with human feelings, thinks that he has become an adult, and his face is comfortable, he strides forward, his white sleeves fly up and down, and he has such a three-point fairy wind bone.

Liu Yi had a big smile on his face, but his eyes kept glancing at Qiao Miaoqing, thinking it was a warning.

Xiao Jiaoniang looked at Liu Yi's eyes, comprehended, covered the hilt of the sword with her sleeve, pressed her thumb, and was ready to kill people with her sword at any time.

In the dark, a familiar voice came into Liu Yi's ears, that is, since the Tiger Gang became the Tiger Guard, Liu Yi was inseparable from the dead soldiers, only to listen to the dead soldiers in the dark to Liu Yi, "General, there are ambushes everywhere around the Penglai Palace, there are knives and axes all over the corridor, there are hundreds of strong crossbows behind the screen of the main pavilion, and the three major music officials have already entered the pavilion to set up the music array. ”

The corners of Liu Yi's mouth showed a subtle scorn smile, thinking: Okay! Let's have a Hongmen feast today!

It's just that I, Liu Yi, want to be Xiang Yu!

Although I have long heard that Penglai Pavilion is extremely rich in the world, Liu Yi and the three of them entered the main pavilion on the top floor of Penglai Hall one after another, and they were still shocked by the extravagance in front of them.

The nine floors are covered with gold soft silk carpets, and the various colored gauze tents hang down the ground. The nine seats are all made of high-quality nanmu, and under the seats, the tiger skin soft carpet is laid out, and the bowls, chopsticks, and pots on the table are all cast of gold, and the priceless rhinoceros white jade cup shines brightly. In the center of the main pavilion, a jade through the tripod is full of brilliance, the tripod wafts with the fragrance of warm yellow wine, under the tripod, a warm fire is smokeless and silent, and the burning wood must be the best wood. There are maids standing on the screens all around, and the golden hairpin is obliquely inserted, covering the dark clouds, and one is picked out at random is the national color and heavenly fragrance.

When Qiao Miaoqing saw this scene for the first time, she was deeply shocked, she gently tugged at the corner of Liu Yi's sleeve and said, "Brother Yi, this, this is too extravagant!" ”

Seeing this, Liu Yi couldn't help frowning: is so poor and extravagant, what a fat-sucking person should be in the Year of the Turtle!

"Three little friends, unwelcome, unwelcome!" The year of the turtle sat crookedly in the main seat, without a trace of guilt.

"It doesn't matter! Anyway! Has the lord read the letter? Xiao Lingyulang said with a smile.

Xi Gui Nian's expression froze for a moment, a sneer appeared on his lips, and he disappeared again in an instant, and said to Xiao Lingyu, "Read it, take a seat!" ”

The Hongmen Banquet has begun!