The first lunch in Shangshufu was very harmonious, and the Miss Yu family, who had been together for several months, took the initiative to talk to the Taoist, and the topic was all about swordsmanship, because what he taught seemed to be different from what Yu Xiaowei had learned, and Senior Sister Emei had also taught her swordsmanship, but every time she didn't know the essentials, she felt that the swordsmanship moves were obscure.

The Bi family sisters looked at the handsome men and beautiful women and talked more and more, but they didn't feel good in their hearts, their eyes seemed to fade something, and they couldn't say it themselves.

In the afternoon, the Bijia sisters wanted to go out for a walk, and Zhao Zhengli also had this intention, but was stopped by Yu Xiaowei and told the news that was spreading all over the capital to the hot "first beautiful man" of the ladies and ladies.

Zhao Zhengli was surprised, the rumors seemed to be exaggerated? According to the news from Miaoyin Pavilion, it seems that his departure is concealed, and he also said that he is not suitable for the first time in the capital and wants to rest in Miaoyin Pavilion for a few days? It was this news that made Miaoyin Pavilion full of friends, the rich lady Kuotai, the curious son flocked to Miaoyin Pavilion, which was usually popular, but now it has broken through the threshold, and the money has entered Miaoyin Pavilion like flowing water.

Zhao Zhengli was speechless, no wonder five or six Qinglou last night all paid him into the Qinglou, and sighed: "The Beijing routine is deep!" ”

Zhang Ziya rolled his eyes and stroked his mustache; He whispered in his ear, "Dao Chief, why don't I go to Miaoyin Pavilion to find out the situation?" ”

Zhao Daochang glanced at him, thinking that this guy would never forget his love for Ji Yanyu, and he quickly understood the explanation: "Didn't Miaoyin Pavilion say that you are unwell and rest for a few days, if Miaoyin Pavilion can't get anyone out after a few days, wouldn't it be a self-smashing signboard?" Then he smiled and said, "So Ziya, I want to come forward to do a deal instead of the Taoist chief......

The bad Dao chief suddenly understood, and the two smiled siniverly and praised: "Ziya is really a think tank, it's just a big smart!" ”

In the afternoon, Zhang Ziya went to Miaoyin Pavilion, Li Zhanyi communicated with Yu Xiaowei about something, and then went out fully armed, leaving only Miss Yu and the Bi family sisters in the house, as well as the newly promoted first beautiful man Zhao Zhengli.

The Bi sisters knew that Daochang Zhao would not be able to leave the Shangshu Mansion today, so the three of them went to the garden to wander again.

Yu Xiaowei may be bored, or maybe she is obsessed with swordsmanship, so she turned around the house and mustered up the courage to find the bad Taoist who was watching the scenery with the two sisters: "Hey! Can you teach me any other swordsmanship? ”

Zhao Daochang turned his head to look at her, the fair-skinned and pretty face was unnatural and nervous, Zhao Zhengli raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a wicked smile: "This Dao is a dirty and lustful bad Taoist, Miss Yu is not afraid?" ”

This remark really stunned the beauty, her eyes flashed with loss, and the corners of her mouth flashed: "Don't teach to pull down!" ”

Bi Rou hurriedly explained: "Miss Yu doesn't recommend that my sisters are shallow, you might as well try swordsmanship with my sisters, although they are not as advanced as the Taoists, but I have barely learned a trick and a half after a few months, let my sister demonstrate it to Miss to see?" ”

Yu Xiaowei glanced at Zhao Daochang: "Cut~ Who wants to learn his swordsmanship, it's not uncommon!" ”

After speaking, he turned around and left the garden with disdainful eyes, and Daochang Zhao and the two sisters looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

The bad Dao chief reasoned with the loss this time, so he attracted Yu Xiaowei to watch the sword on the grounds of pointing out Birou Jasper swordsmanship; The sisters were comparing in the garden, and the crisp fencing spread through the garden, and in less than a moment, Zhao Daochang saw a pair of eyes above the attic, it was Yu Xiaowei who had left, she was cautiously stealing from the teacher.

Thinking about it, Miss Yu is also boring tight, she is the only one in the huge Shangshu Mansion except for the maids and servants, and the occasional visit to a few guests can not accompany her for a long time, generally entertaining herself, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs are involved, but it is far from being interesting to dance swords and guns, she also yearns for the rivers and lakes, and a few months ago she went south to Shudi, part of which was to take the initiative to invite Yu Shangshu, which indirectly fulfilled her dream of rivers and lakes.

Yu Shangshu invited Senior Sister Emei to be a guest, and a large part of them still asked her to accompany Miss Yu and protect her, after all, he was busy with official business and lacked family.

Her two elder brothers are idle all day long, they are well-known gentlemen in the capital, the home of Shangshu Mansion is like an inn, and it is rare to come back once or twice a month, as for the mother of the three brothers and sisters, Zhao Zhengli has not seen it in the mansion, let alone heard it mentioned, and it is difficult to ask out of inconvenience.

Zhang Ziya didn't come back until the evening, the house rested and fell asleep, a few people lived in the attic of the garden of Shangshufu, the night was very quiet, the north turned cool in August and September, the maids used charcoal fire in advance to drive away the cold, so that people would not fall asleep to be cold, and if possible, they would also choose three or five maids to warm the bed and cover their feet. Shangshu Mansion also has this service, but Yu Xiaowei didn't arrange it for a few people, because she hadn't enjoyed it and didn't understand the magic of long-lasting heat preservation.

Zhang Ziya was pacing back and forth in the attic, Zhao Zhengli lit the fuel lamp and pushed the door open, he was sure that Zhao Daochang's house was as cheap as a thief and was glanced at by Zhao Zhengli: "I changed your habit of attacking the widow's village at night, I don't know if I think this road has anything to do with you!" ”

Zhang Ziya grinned at the corners of his mouth, and before he opened his mouth, Zhao Zhengli knew that this guy had gained, and then he took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms: "It's done, three days later, the Taoist will go to Miaoyin Pavilion to see Ji Yanyu." ”

Zhao Zhengli saw that his expression was always a little wrong, and nodded the silver ticket: "Why is it so little?" And loose money? ”

Zhang Ziya wiped his mouth weakly: "Ziya has been running around for a day, so naturally he has to eat and drink!" ”

Zhao Zhengli took a closer look at him, smelled a familiar smell, and took a photo with an oil lamp, Zhang Ziya unconsciously retreated, the red lip prints on his forehead had not been wiped clean, and he couldn't stand the soul torture in his eyes and confessed: "Oh, Dao Chief, Ziya just went to Qinglou to eat meat, rest assured that it was all my own money!" ”

Zhao Zhengli glanced at him and put down the oil lamp without saying anything, and then took out half of the silver ticket and gave it to him: "Go and inquire about the black market location of Changle Pavilion tomorrow, and remember not to inquire about any news about this road." ”

Zhang Ziya naturally understood his intentions, and finally began to look for the black hand who spent thousands of dollars to buy his head. Zhang Ziya happily accepted the silver ticket, these are enough for him to eat meat in the Qinglou for a month, of course, the consumption quality is in the middle, and the top one does not have the financial resources at present.

Following

On the first day of the ninth lunar month, the sky was slightly bright, Yu Shangshu sent the maid to serve Zhao Zhengli to change his clothes, dressed neatly to the lobby, Yu Bin was very satisfied with the energetic young man, and then went out to sit on the two sedan chairs that had been waiting for a long time, Yu Shangshu was in front, Zhao Zhengli was behind, and rushed towards the palace at the intersection of moonlight and morning light.

A few people stepped out of Shangshu Mansion and stepped on the spacious royal street, the lofts on both sides were built along the street, and at the end was a magnificent palace group, with cinnabar red walls, glazed yellow roofs, and iconic imperial colors, which seemed to border with heaven and earth from a distance.

Walking for half an hour, the sedan chair stopped at the Xuande Gate of the palace, the rest of the journey hundreds of officials on foot, many courtiers held the face of the holy wat board, dressed in purple, scarlet, green and other court clothes, hanging goldfish, silver turtle and other waist bags around the waist, the black yarn on the head swayed flexibly, the two sleeves of the spacious court dress swayed in the breeze, so not magnificent.

Yu Bin, the secretary of the military department, is in the third grade, with a purple robe and a goldfish bag, and his temperament is extraordinary, he got off the sedan chair and wore a black yarn and instructed Zhao Zhengli to wait outside the palace, and then listen to the edict to enter the palace, Zhao Daochang nodded and answered, and after explaining Yu Shangshu entered the palace with many officials.

Early in the morning, when the courtiers entered the palace, they saw a handsome man standing at the Xuande Gate, and his eight-foot height made many bureaucrats come close to look up, and sometimes smiled at him, most of them only looked at him twice, no longer paid attention, and whispered into the palace in groups of three or five, until Zhao Zhengli and two guards were left at the door.

When the sun rose the first rays of light, a bell rang in the palace, and then the voice of the ministers was faintly heard, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live......

Zhao Zhengli waited for about an hour, and then the eunuch's loud voice came from the palace: "Pass!" The seventh person of Qingcheng Mountain enters the hall! ”

"Biography! The seventh person of Qingcheng Mountain enters the hall! ”

"Biography! The seventh person of Qingcheng Mountain enters the hall! ”

Hundreds of steps were repeated, all the way from the palace to the outside of the Xuande Gate, Zhao Zhengli judged according to the voice, I am afraid it is a kilometer away.

He brushed his clothes, strode into the Xuande Gate, and stepped on the empty royal road, on both sides of the ten steps and one soldier, one hundred steps and one sentry of the honor guards all wearing scimitars at their waists, standing spears in their hands, standing like sculptures.

The road was very long, and it was false that he was not nervous when he walked alone, after all, there was the ruler of a dynasty, and the most important officials of the dynasty, and maybe the bureaucrat who invested a lot of money for his head was among them, and he climbed the last step and walked for three minutes. What catches your eye is the majestic hall, the plaque reads "Daqing Palace" three golden towering giant characters, hundreds of officials stand on both sides of the hall, quietly watching him step into the hall.

The hundred officials were looking at him, and he also swept over the faces of the hundred officials, smiling, disdainful, expressionless and lowered his eyes, all the officials had beards, black and white, and the youngest was in his forties, and the first feeling of those cloudy old eyes gave Zhao Zhengli was "a group of old foxes!" ”

If you think about it, who can stand in this position, who is not cunning? It is estimated that Yu Shangshu is also a slippery old minister, otherwise how could he be favored by the old emperor.

Zhao Zhengli turned his gaze to the dragon chair sitting above, the emperor was very old, with white beard and white hair, and he was in excellent spirits in the dragon and yellow robe, and the kind of royal spirit that defied the world made Zhao Zhengli quickly retract his gaze, he was not surprised, because the emperor has dragon energy, as well as the national fortune body, this is "Longwei".

Zhao Zhengli respectfully knelt down and kowtowed: "Qingcheng Mountain Zhao Zhengli kowtows to see Your Majesty!" ”

The old emperor raised his hand and said, "Qingcheng Seventh Dao Chang Ping!" ”

Zhao Zhengli stood up when he heard this: "Your Majesty Xie!" ”

The old emperor beckoned and said, "The little Taoist chief stands closer, let me see, the fire outside is said to be handsome and heroic." ”

Zhao Zhengli walked forward and bought a few steps, and the old emperor was stunned when he saw him, and then asked with a twisted brow: "Is the little Taoist really from Shudi?" ”

Before Zhao Zhengli could answer, an old man in a purple robe next to him answered: "Back to Your Majesty, Lao Dao has verified that he is indeed a native of Shudi, and he is the seventh disciple of Li Tianren in Qingcheng when he was feathered on the mountain, which the six Taoists of Qingcheng Mountain can testify." ”

Zhao Zhengli looked at him, an old Taoist priest in a purple robe, with silver beard and crane hair, holding a whisk in his arms, even if he talked to the emperor, he only bowed his hand slightly.

Only then did the old emperor give up asking: "Since Zhao Tianshi has verified it, I have no doubts!" ”

Then he said to the eunuch next to Long Luan: "Cao Yan! Let's make a noise! ”

"Your Majesty! The old minister has a word! ”

An old man in a purple robe below suddenly spoke, and the group of bureaucrats looked at him, seventy or eighty years old, with sparse hair on his temples; Holding the wat board trembled slightly.

Suddenly interrupted, the old emperor wanted to get angry, but when he saw the spokesman, he changed his tone and said, "Master Qi, please speak!" ”

He arched his hand and said: "The old minister also has a sense of déjà vu at first sight for this little road chief, so the old minister thinks it's good to check the facts!" ”

Zhao Tianshi suddenly replied: "Taishi might as well say it clearly, how is it familiar?" Lao Dao was also surprised when he met for the first time, and then he deliberately investigated the matter, and there were Yuanyi National Teachers and Mu Fuzi all the way to Lao Dao, both of whom can testify, the avenue is vast, twelve years and one round, what is strange about people who seem to be familiar? ”

Another purple-robed old man helped: "Zhao Tianshi, what are you panicking about?" Taishi just assumed that both Buddhism and Taoism pay attention to cause and effect, and it is impossible for the world to bloom two identical flowers for no reason, and people are not the same? ”

Zhao Tianshi shook off the dust and said sonorously: "Dare to ask Lord Jing, is this little Taoist priest the same flower as you think?" ”

The old man paused: "It's not the same person; There are also seven points of resemblance! ”

Zhao Tianshi asked: "The world is big; Acquaintance must be related? It is rumored that there is an old farmer outside the city who picks dung and has an acquaintance with Lord Jing, how can Lord Jing conclude that that person is not your twin brother? ”

North Korean and Chinese officials laughed.

Jing Da's popular fingers trembled slightly: "You ......"

Taishi Qi said unhurriedly: "Zhao Tianshi is so protective of the little Dao leader, won't there be something to hide?" ”

Zhao Tianshi looked at the lively old emperor on the dragon chair and said: "The old Tao is a person who cultivates his heart and asks the question, in addition to cultivating the Tao is to relieve His Majesty's worries, now that my generation is old, it is natural to plan for the future of the Daqing Dynasty, and this Qingcheng Xiaodao has the ambition of a heavenly master, and he can enter the realm of the grandmaster in one fell swoop at the age of fifteen, how many people can be found in the world?" If it is cultivated, not to mention the great grandmaster, it is also expected to impact the land immortals, and then I can protect the foundation of my Qingguo for three hundred years without falling, and I can't bear to let him become a victim for no reason. ”

Qi Taishi's angry words: "Isn't this Taishi also for the foundation of Qingguo......"

The old emperor, who had been watching the game in a muffled voice, interrupted in a deep voice: "Enough!" ”

"Cao Yan, hustle and bustle!"

The eunuch received the order of the old emperor and took two steps forward to open the holy decree Lang Lang spoke: "I Shao Yingjun Life: Zhao Zhengli, the seventh Taoist of the Taoist Qingcheng Sect of Chengdu Mansion Road, went down the mountain to help the imperial court govern Shu, and he was specially sealed; Zhao Zhengli, the seventh person of the Holy Mansion, was appointed as the seat of the Yellow Master under the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and was given a silver silk green robe, a six-grade mansion, a reward of 100 gold, and a six-grade treatment, and a comprehensive commendation! ”