One hundred and eighty-four, red beans are the most lovely, and red clothes are the most infatuated

"Could it be an incognito female monarch in the palace of the female monarch? But so young......"

The old swordsmith took a sip of wine and muttered.

"The Anonymous Princess?" Liu Zi Anqi said, with a look of interest on his face.

The old swordsmith glanced at him:

"The Nujun Hall is the ancestor hall of Yunmeng Jianze, and the Yue Nu who enters it is called the Nujun by outsiders, and the full name is the Anonymous Nujun, because once you enter the Nujun Palace, you have to abandon your mundane identity and everything in the past, including your name.

Then take off an ancestor card in the ancestral hall, choose a title, and replace the original name.

"This is the case with every generation of members of the Female Monarch's Palace, so there are some special titles that have been circulated in the palace for nearly a thousand years and have been picked up by many generations of anonymous female monarchs.

"And the Yue girls who can enter the palace of the female monarch are not easy to mess with, either the descendants of the previous generation of female monarchs, or the talented and demonic generations, or the Yue virgins of this generation found in the land of Wu Yue.

"For the last one, unconditionally enter the Nujun Palace, inherit the ancestor card in the hall with the title of 'Yue Virgin', and have a transcendent status, and is the first heir of Yunmeng Jianze Yuanjun.

"As for the other anonymous female monarchs, they all have their own titles in the female monarch's palace.

"There have been some boring and idle people on the rivers and lakes, and they have summarized the titles of the female monarchs of the past dynasties that have been circulated from the palace of the female monarch, both the old and the new, and summarized into a booklet, and also recorded some of the deeds of the anonymous female monarch who entered the WTO, but they are quite popular in the Jianghu teahouse......

"Heh, the main thing is that the Yue women of Yunmeng Jianze already live in Yunmeng Daze for nine hundred miles, living in isolation, and the female monarch hall among them is too mysterious, and those Yunmeng female monarchs with few numbers and noble status are even more gods.

"This sect is also recognized as the ancestral court of swordsmanship in the world, and the way of the sword has been won by a small number of female cultivators for a long time, and most of the people in the rivers and lakes are curious, so they naturally want to see one or two.

"Otherwise, do you think that there are really so many qi practitioners who come all the way to this southernmost remote world where birds don't to hone their kendo, and improve their swordsmanship?

"Qi practitioners are already rare on the rivers and lakes, and sword cultivation is even rarer, where are there so many people? Not all of them came to join in the fun, I want to take a look at this new generation of Yue virgins and incognito female monarchs. ”

The old swordsmith sneered, shook his head and drank.

"This generation of female monarch palace, I heard that there is a bit of a fault, the Yuan monarch is still unresolved, the new female monarchs are quite young, the old man has only heard of one at present, called the female monarch of the palace in the snow, a good candle in the snow, the last time this title appeared in the female monarch palace, it was three hundred years ago, and the incognito female monarch who was delisted was also a ruthless person."

Liu Zi'an frowned slightly, "I hope this woman's name is well deserved." ”

The old swordsmith suddenly asked:

"Can this generation of Yue Virgin appear? Can there be specific circumstances? ”

Liu Zi'an frowned and recalled:

"Peach Valley asked the sword to appear, it seems that the common name is Zhao Qingxiu, but the others don't know, I have heard that the temperament is extremely cold, and he doesn't speak to outsiders, and he doesn't have much contact with the outside world...... This kind of monastic seed has always been arrogant, but it is normal. ”

Liu Zi'an shook his head.

"Haven't you grown up yet?" The old swordsmith thought for a moment, "It should be enough to attract a candle in the snow......"

The two chatted a few more words, and Liu Zi'an suddenly said:

"That Boss Li sent someone to take the message, and Wei's people are already on the way."

The old swordsmith's face was as usual, and he nodded, "It's punctual." ”

The two looked at each other.

"And what about the old gentleman's sword?"

"Naturally, too." The old swordsmith paused, "Over there in the Folding Wing Canal, don't have any more moths." ”

Liu Zian was relieved.

"Don't worry, I've stabilized Ouyang Lianghan's side."

As if thinking of something, Liu Zi'an's face was a little ugly, and he reluctantly said: "The Folding Wing Canal has been blocked, and the second phase is already being repaired, and in a short period of time, unless the surname Ouyang is crazy, it will not affect the water level of Butterfly Creek." ”

"That's the best."

After half a cup of tea.

In front of the sword furnace door, the old swordsmith watched Liu Zi's relaxed back go away.

The old man glanced at the dawn of the dawn that was about to be released, turned around and picked up the wine jug, shook it, and raised his head to swallow the remaining wine.

The cloudy wine wet his beard and the craftsman's linen.

In the empty sword furnace room, the old swordsmith suddenly put down the wine jug and said inexplicably towards the closed sword-casting furnace:

"You're thirsty too and want to taste it?"

There was silence in the room.

Only the voice of the old swordsmith talking to himself:

"I almost forgot, you little guy can't drink, and likes to drink something ethereal...... Okay, you can't just let the old man be full of happiness and hold back. ”

After speaking, the old man with the wine walked to the sword-casting furnace, opened the circular iron door of the sword-casting furnace casually, and revealed the empty inner furnace to the whole room.

"Little guy, go ahead, since you like the qi on him so much, take advantage of the absence of that little girl from the Xie family in Chenjun, just suck more...... But remember that the water should not rise too high and flood the county again......"

The old swordsmith burped and muttered a few words.

He went out with wine, stepped on the lawn under the morning sun, and went down the mountain to drink.

……

Gasoyama is located in Yuanju, Gangnam Province.

Since ancient times, it has been a prosperous place.

More than 20 years ago, it was also named "the thirty-third blessed land in the world" by Emperor Gaozong of Daqian.

When the pattern of today's Daomen is the view of the north building and the three clears in the south.

One of the three Qings, the ancestral court of the Yuqing Dynasty, is located on this pavilion soap mountain.

Yuqing Taoist priests are also famous all over the world for collecting medicine and alchemy, preaching and practicing medicine.

On a sunny day like today, there is an endless stream of people who come to seek medical advice and medicine.

The wealthy eunuchs of Jiangnan Province, who spent a lot of money, also came to hire Yuqing Taoist priests to preside over the Jiao ceremony with great fanfare.

If you look down from a high place.

From the foot of the mountain gate to the front of the Taoist temple at the top of the mountain, the flow of lay people is like flowing water.

The Yuqing disciples who received the laymen and walked between the temples and palaces sang "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable", wearing blue robes, wearing Nanhua scarves, and not growing their hair.

Seeing that he was full of energy, and the robes and clothes on his body were all high-quality silk fabrics, he was full of wealth and nobility.

No wonder some people say that among the three mountains of the blood word faction, the richest one who has entered the WTO is this pavilion soap mountain Yuqing Sect, so when you see it, you can know a thing or two.

At this moment, the square halfway up the mountain under the sun is full of people.

Although Ge Soo Mountain opened its gate wide to welcome visitors from all over the world, the disciples of Yuqing also greeted each other with a smile on their faces, looking hospitable and hospitable.

However, most of the people who went up the mountain were still blocked in the first half of the Yuqingguan palace complex.

The closer you get to the top of the hill, the more magnificent and serene the palace becomes.

There are many registered Taoist priests in the Yuqing Sect, but most of them are secular nominal disciples or amateur disciples.

Unless they are the disciples of the core Yuqing lineage, or the nobles of the Jiangnan clan who have been friends with the Yuqing Sect for a long time and spend a lot of money.

Otherwise, outsiders would not be able to enter the few silent palaces in the depths of this Jade Clear Temple.

Among them, especially the Yuqing Palace located on the top of the mountain, the eaves are warped, solemn and solemn.

And there was a faint purple smoke above the roof of the Yuqing Palace.

Against the backdrop of blue sky and white clouds, it is very conspicuous.

Every day like today's alchemy, as soon as a layman is ready to go up the mountain, as long as he stands in front of the first step at the foot of Gesoap Mountain, as soon as he looks up, he can see the main palace on the top of the mountain, and the strange purple qi slowly swirling above.

I don't know if this purple scene is naturally generated, or what the Yuqing Taoist priest is doing in the Yuqing Palace below.

Whenever the monks who came to Gesoap Mountain for the first time showed a look of surprise, the Taoist priest who led the way in front of the mountain gate next to him would tell with a proud smile that this was a certain high-ranking old-timer in the temple who was refining the elixir behind closed doors.

In this way, the pious and solemn color on the faces of the laymen can still be less, and the incense of this Pavilion Soap Mountain Yuqing Sect is naturally more vigorous.

It's just that most of the laymen who go up the mountain every day to seek Dan will be stopped in front of the Taoist temple, unable to go deep into the few Taoist palaces closest to the top of the mountain.

As for the peak Yuqing Palace, where there is a purple Dan Qi rising around, no one can get close, even if a messenger sent by a noble person from Chang'an a few days ago can only wait in the front hall.

However, these things are accustomed to the eyes of the Yuqing Taoist priests who have fallen on the way, and there is no wave.

However, at this moment, what many monks in the front hall of Yuqing Temple did not know was that at this time, on the top of the mountain, near an elegant and unique pond in the main hall of Yuqing Palace, there was a red-clothed figure sitting alone on the water's edge.

This woman in red, in her prime, dressed as a man, with her sideburns curled, tied with a Confucian crown, no powder, and a plain face.

However, even wearing a supple dress in a fiery red solid color still can't hide the serious shameful waste of fabric somewhere on the chest.

It's just that I don't know that among the dark and monotonous palaces, this red dress is too conspicuous.

It's still unique to the scenery, and most men in the world are poor and love F.

This pond is obviously located on the right side of the corridor of the Yuqing Palace, and there are also corridors on the left and right sides to leave the Yuqing Palace and go down the mountain, but most of the Taoist priests wearing the costumes of the disciples of the Yuqing Sect broke through the Yuqing Palace, and their footsteps unconsciously turned to the right side of the corridor.

When passing by, the eyes of many young Yuqing Taoist priests subconsciously drifted to a certain pond scenery outside the corridor.

And the woman in red, who had just arrived in Yuqingguan, turned a deaf ear, as if she did not realize that she had become a scenery for pedestrians on the corridor.

She's also looking at the scenery.

In the afterglow of the Yuqing Taoist priests who passed by.

Blue sky, white clouds, ponds, swimming carp.

The woman in red sat alone on her side, with her snow-white wrists folded and folded in her arms, holding a small porcelain jar, tilting her head slightly, and her eyes reflecting the fish in the pool.

The sky is blue, and she is red.

The swimming carp is moving, she is still.

The mountains in the distance are like Dai, and her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque.

I don't know what this strange woman in red is waiting for here, but before I know it, the sun above her head has climbed up to the sky, and she has been sitting alone all morning.

Or a morning by the pond.

Xie Lingjiang had never turned his head to look at the Taoist priests passing by on the surrounding corridor, and his face seemed to be more beautiful, and his heart seemed to have fallen into a pool, turning into a swimming carp and slowly stirring the clear blue sky.

From time to time, she looked up at the white clouds, frowning slightly, frowning worriedly.

From time to time, the little finger lifted the sideburns in his ears, quietly lowered his head, and the corners of his lips curved a shallow arc, hugging the porcelain jar containing the pickled radish in the Yuqing Palace Breakfast Hall in his arms more and more tightly.

I don't know what I thought of in broad daylight, snickering so sweetly.

Could it be that I thought that I would be able to go back immediately, and I could feed some gluttonous elm head with pickled radish?

It's just that the corners of his mouth are facing up for a while, and Xie Lingjiang suddenly collapsed his shoulders again, the corners of his mouth turned down, and he buried his head in his chest.

I don't know which bastard kid provoked her again...... Do some things that should deduct merit, but Xie Lingjiang is willing to let him deduct it.

And someone who is far away in the world actually ignores the fact that he has not deducted merit from the little junior sister for a long time, even if sometimes the two people in the bumpy carriage can't help but peek a few times when they face each other, thinking that they are very well hidden, and there is no dull sound of wooden fish in their ears......

However, she didn't know that as a seven-rank qi practitioner, she was like watching the fire, but she just pretended to turn her head and be attracted by the scenery passing by outside the window, but in fact, the onion fingers under her sleeves were twisted into twisted flowers, covered with red marks, and a certain heart had long been ashamed.

Xie Lingjiang didn't know whether to complain about the uneven road, or annoy him for being improper, or ...... The man named Liu Ahan outside, is not good at driving a carriage?

Similarly, in her little junior sister, someone's merit has not risen much.

After all, he doesn't do anything with people at all......

The morning passed in a flash.

When it was lunch time, there were more people passing by the corridor on the right outside the Yuqing Palace, but for some reason, under a closer look, some pedestrians were still a little familiar, and they seemed to have passed by several times...... Among the figures passing by, there were also slightly younger and more vigorous Taoist priests, who seemed to hesitate to talk to them, and were enthusiastic about helping the lost female layman.

But at this moment, in the sky above the Yuqing Palace, the swirling purple smoke pill qi was suddenly swept away by a gust of wind, returning to the blue sky and white clouds.

And the vermilion gate of the palace below suddenly pushed open from the inside.

The Taoist priests near the Yuqing Palace all stopped and looked curiously.

"Is there a new Dan baked? This time it's Cheng Dan geometry again, which Taoist is using the treasure furnace recently? ”

"It's Uncle Chongxu."

"It turned out to be the third uncle, no wonder this Dan incense is overflowing, this furnace of new Dan has at least become a small half, not a grain without a harvest......"

A young Taoist priest sighed.

Chong Xuzi is the junior disciple of the old head of the Yuqing Sect, and his status in the view is only slightly lower than that of the old head, he is addicted to alchemy, and the outer Danshu is among the best in the whole sect, but he doesn't like to deal with the powerful and rich people under the mountain, and his temper is famously stinky.

A group of Taoist priests of the Yuqing clan gathered in front of the vermilion gate that was opened in the cave, looking forward to it.

By the pond, Xie Lingjiang also looked sideways slightly.

"Congratulations to the third uncle......"

"Get out of the way."

Before these elegant and wealthy Yuqing Taoist priests wearing splendid Luo clothes at the door had time to congratulate, an old Taoist of Nanhua Guan strode out of the hall, and casually brushed away the Taoist priests blocking the door.

In the surprised gaze of the latter who retreated sideways, the old Taoist of Nanhua Guan turned his feet and walked towards the red-clothed beauty by the pond not far away.

"Old-timer, how's the antidote?"

Xie Lingjiang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, got up pretty, and greeted politely.

"This time refining this furnace of gold pills for the old friend of Longhu Mountain, it is just right to do it, it is not difficult, the virtuous niece has been waiting for a long time......"

The Taoist priests in front of the Yuqing Palace looked surprised, and found that Uncle Chongxu, who had always been irritable, actually showed a rare smile to this new strange girl under the mountain.

Nanhua Guanlao and the girl in red chatted while walking.

Only a group of Yuqing Taoist priests were left looking at each other on the ground.

(End of chapter)