Half a month later, there was only one convoy on the official road at the junction of Xiangzhou and Yanbei, to be specific, only one carriage, plus a red red horse and a few ordinary blue-maned horses.

The team of Murong Mansion going north is quite vast, but the personnel are actually not much, mainly because the gifts prepared occupy a lot of places, and now the gifts have been given to the Yanbei Palace, and when they left, they refused the return gift of the Yanbei Palace, which is a lot lighter.

There was only one Elder Murong Mansion in the carriage, and in the past half a month, Feng Qi finally knew his true name.

Murong Chengzhang sounds quite erudite, but in fact, he doesn't like to read, he loves martial arts very much, and he is very irritable, Feng Qi only talked to him twice before losing interest in continuing to chat.

Feng Qi squinted and lay on Chiyun Ju, with a red linen bag on his stomach, which contained a lot of snacks unique to Yanbei so that he could reach out and get them, but since entering the territory of Xiangzhou, Feng Qi has been taking snacks less and less.

He looked at the official road where there was no one around, and frowned.

Xiangzhou's ability to know the state is very strong, under his governance Xiangzhou has bumper harvests every year over the years, which can be called the people's wealth, which can also be seen from the width of the official road, Yanbei as the first county in the north, with the support of Wuyang, repaired the official road of sixteen horses, Xiangzhou with its own taxes and government livelihood, even reached this level.

Yanbei is windy, cloudy and sandy, although Xiangzhou and Yanbei are very close to each other, but the terrain is completely different.

It's mountainous, ravine, and abyss.

Therefore, even if the official road here is very spacious, but limited to the terrain, it is not too far to see, and the current position of the wind is less than 500 steps, but it should not be seen by one person.

Because the official road is originally used for passage, if it were not for such a large circulation, the governor of Xiangzhou, which is known for his love for the people, would never have spent such a huge amount of manpower, material and financial resources to cultivate the official road so widely.

It seems that Xiangzhou has already known about the matter of the four princes.

But Xiangzhou did not arrange for people to escort the convoy, and there was not even a single bell on the way.

If you don't pay attention to it, you can stay out of it? Feng Qi thought silently.

If the next few states are like this, then this road will be torturous enough, he thought in a flash.

Then he thought of the mountain gate of Taixuan Mountain, which was in Xiangzhou.

After a month and a half, he suddenly became a little curious about what Feng Yang was doing now.

According to his and Feng Yang's calculations, three points into the wood should be in Taixuan Mountain, and after getting three points into the wood, you can think about the dead wood in spring and the transfer of flowers and trees.

After all, the latter two are things on the surface, and it is much easier to think about it.

Just as he was thinking about this, a crisp ringing suddenly occurred in his ears.

He sat up and looked at the source of the sound.

It turned out to be a Taoist priest in the rivers and lakes, this Taoist priest sat on a wooden ox flowing horse, there was a white banner on the left and right, on which two sentences were written on the dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and there was a pair of horizontal batches hanging on the top of the wooden ox flowing horse.

Bu Yi hexagram occupies the world, pinch two fingers to count the hearts of the people.

Horizontal batch - the world is calculated.

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but look at the Taoist priest seriously.

This person was wearing a plain bachelor's uniform that had been washed white, and if he remembered correctly, it seemed to be the last version of the palace academic uniform before the closure of the Ji Palace. The crown of the hair is tied with a decayed wooden hairpin, the forehead is smooth, and two extremely long strands of hair hang down from the corner of the sun and the moon.

As a student of Jigong, Feng Qi can't help but have more respect in his heart.

As the saying goes, useless is a scholar, but the courage and mind shown by the two thousand years Ji Palace when the demon clan went south three times is enough to make most of the army ashamed of themselves.

There is still a broken book cliff outside Tongguan, and there is still a word tablet on the customs office.

There are no books in the Broken Book Cliff, and they are full of white bones, and those are the white bones of scholars.

There are no words on the monument, and all the engraved are the souls of the gods, and those are the souls of the countrymen.

Therefore, although Feng Qi sneered at this man's arrogance, he should maintain due respect for the bachelor's uniform he wears.

But he knows those white bones, those gods, but it doesn't mean that everyone knows.

Murong Chengzhang didn't know when he had poked his head out, sneered at the signboard played by the Taoist priest, and reprimanded: "Where did you come from! Even if it is the Xiaoyao Pavilion that controls the secrets of the world, I dare not say that it can occupy the world and count the hearts of the people! Where did you borrow the guts? How dare you put up such an arrogant slogan? ”

Feng Qi frowned, and just wanted to say something, but found that the Taoist priest didn't care about these words at all.

His eyes were calm, as if he hadn't heard at all, just watching the wind rise.

Feng Qi was a little curious, drove his horse forward, and asked, "Can I ask the gentleman's name?" ”

The Taoist priest said: "The remnants of the times, now that they are in their last years, where did they come from?" ”

Feng Qi said: "What Mr. I am wearing is the last generation of bachelor's uniforms in Jigong, can I ask Mr. for his academic name?" ”

The Taoist priest said: "Guanshi Qizheng, you can call me Mr. Qizheng." ”

Heaven, earth and people are called the three talents, and the sun and moon are called the seven politics, symbolizing the top wisdom of the Ji Palace.

In the past five years, there have only been two three talents in Jigong, one is Li Jinxing, and the other is Dou Xiaotong.

However, although there are not many seven politics in Jigong, there are always people who have inherited their names among the students of the past dynasties, and it is impossible to recognize them all.

He bowed, "Since you are a genius of the seven politics, why do you say this?" As far as I know, there is no end to learning by seeking knowledge. ”

Guanshi Qizheng said: "The third volume of the study of the scriptures, five chapters and sixteen lines, Zen dictation, the perseverance of the firm and the sharp way to know the top of the corpse mountain, the study of the knowledge of the sea of learning...... I am extremely familiar with Daozang, and the prince does not have to test me in this way. ”

Feng Qi was stunned for a moment, thinking that he really didn't mean to take the test, and if you are really the last generation of students in Jigong, and you are almost 100 years old, how can I take the test with the things in the scriptures?

Then he noticed the last sentence of the Seven Politics of Guanshi and asked, "Does Sir recognize me?" ”

Guanshi Qizheng said: "I came here to wait for you, and I naturally recognize you." ”

Feng Qi was silent for a while, and said, "Sir, is there something wrong?" ”

Guanshi Qizheng said: "If there is nothing to do, there is no self." ”

The wind rose and said, "In that case, I will speak to them." ”

He turned his horse's head and hurried to the carriage.

Murong Chengzhang said: "It has been a long time since the students of Jigong Palace appeared in the world. ”

Feng Qi said, "That's why I want to know why he's here." ”

Murong Chengzhang frowned, "It seems that he just wants to talk to you alone." ”

Feng Qi was surprised that Murong Chengzhang actually understood the last sentence of the Seven Politics of Guanshi, and said stupidly: "It turns out that the elder does not like to read. ”

"Okay, don't tout me here, but I heard Qingyun say it more often, and I just remembered it subconsciously, it's nothing." Murong Chengzhang waved his hand, "You go, we'll wait for you in front." ”

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