When he got up early in the morning, Sangtinin combed his hair, and after making hot water, he went out of the shop and bought two bowls of hot and sour noodle soup slices, and specially added two spoonfuls of beef dumplings. After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Ning Quepo put on a single coat and started to eat breakfast, while Sang Sang opened the box and took clothes, shoes and socks to match. Last night, the academy's spring clothes had been ironed very well, and the shoes and socks were all new, and Ning Que's clothes had been handled so seriously and solemnly over the years, only on the day of the academy's opening last spring.

Under Sangsang's service, Ning Que began to dress. He grabbed the new densely woven fine-flowered belt in both hands and tugged hard. Sang Sang picked up a large number of signs from the bedside and stuffed them into his belt, but he didn't finish stuffing them for a long time.

Ning Que took the simple and small wooden card from her hand, and her fingertips slowly rubbed the smooth lines in it, secretly thinking to herself that she didn't know what the purpose of the waist card that Her Majesty gave herself last night was Tianshu, and this brand felt that it should be used by many people.

The waist card should have been tied to the belt, not stuffed into the clothes, but the number of waist cards in Ning Que's hand now is too much, the waist card of the secret guard, the waist card of the academy, the waist card of the second floor of the college, a Keqing waist card given by the Fish Dragon Gang last year, plus the waist card of the Tianshu Office that was fresh in his hand yesterday, if all of them are hung on the waist, he can go to the folk dance.

Ning Que touched the bulging protrusion on his waist, frowned, twisted his waist in front of Sang Sang, and said with a smile: "After coming to Chang'an City for a year, I have earned a lot of silver, and I have made a lot of money from this brand, but your young master's waist is not thick enough, if there are more brands in the future, I am afraid that I will not be able to hang up." ”

Sang Sang raised his little face, looked at him and smiled: "Young Master, don't you be so proud, okay?"

Ning Que said proudly: "Why can't you be proud of Yu Jing Zhiyuan when you are outside, pretend to be gentle and at home?"

Out of the main gate of Lao Bizhai, under the faint morning light, the coachman Lao Duan and the carriage had already quietly stopped at the alley and waited, but today Lao Duan did not wait in the car, but honestly stood outside the shop door and looked very respectful.

The coachman Lao Duan didn't know the second floor of the academy, and he didn't know what flowers were blooming on the other side. He was called by the boss of the carriage and horse shop last night, and the boss told him that he was good luck and must serve Ning Que well in the future, so he honestly took out the strength to wait for his mother-in-law at home, and got up in the middle of the night to change into clean clothes...... For the first time, he took a poplar branch and dipped it in gold and expensive medicine to brush his teeth, brushed the carriage clean and black, and then came to Linforty-seven Lane in advance to wait.

Looking at the clean coachman and carriage, Ning Que couldn't help but be a little surprised, and after a few questions, he guessed that the boss of the carriage and horse shop knew something, and couldn't help but smile and shook his head, thinking that this was unpleasant and difficult.

The wheels crushed the bluestone slab road in the alley, gradually moving away from the east city and into the Vermilion Bird Avenue, and then out of the south gate of Chang'an City, onto the imperial official road, towards the fairyland-like academy in the morning light in the distance.

Ning Que looked at the green trees and wildflowers on the side of the road outside the window, his face was calm as usual, he had seen the Hechun Mingjing on this road too many times, and he couldn't arouse more thoughts in him, so he lowered the curtain after looking at it for a while.

Sitting in the slightly swaying carriage, he slowly closed his eyes, the fatigue and tension of the past few days had long since left his body, but this was the first time he had the opportunity to calmly recall the experience of these days.

The morning light outside the window turned into a very dim light through his eyes, very similar to the intensity of the light of the wasteland where the night was approaching, and his mind instantly drifted back to those strange dreams and the strange illusions he saw during the climb.

I don't know how long it took, Ning Que opened his eyes and shook his head.

In the previous time, he once again revisited the interweaving of light and darkness, those summons from the farthest reaches of heaven and earth and the deepest part of his heart, and then found that these really had nothing to do with him, if the last step was the test of the academy, why did the great cultivator of the academy make such a mysterious illusion, and why was he right?

The test of choice before reaching the summit of the mountain behind the academy is too metaphysical and too solemn, and Ning Que is just a weak cultivator who has just entered the realm of non-confusion, and letting him answer this question is like a professor of philosophy at Heidelberg University catching a child who has just entered elementary school: who are you, where are you from, and where are you going. The boy would not have been able to answer in agony holding his head as a thinker for half a century until he became a statue, and he would have replied in a loud voice: My name is So-and-so Vicky, and I am from Frankfurt, and I am going to fish in the Neckar.

Maybe the professor of philosophy at the University of Heidelberg also teaches theology, maybe this professor is similar to those Zen masters in ancient China, and he likes to play the kind of routine of reversing the true cow and bezoar.

is about to officially enter the second floor of the academy to study, but to be honest, until this time, he still doesn't know why the academy, why the long mountain path and the big people who set up the illusion choice choose themselves, Ning Que can only come to this conclusion after thinking about it for a long time.

"The Master is confused because he is too profound, and I am the child. ”

On the wide straight official road in the southwest of Chang'an City...... The team composed of several carriages and dozens of knights is moving silently, these carriages are mainly decorated with black and gold, revealing an indescribable luxury and solemnity, although dozens of knights are not wearing armor, but the neat black robes and the resolute look on their faces still exude a battle intent.

These knights are none other than the world-shattering cathars of the Xiling Divine Kingdom, known as the most elite cavalry, and the carriages that are qualified to be protected by them in the center are undoubtedly the big names of the temple. At this time, it was still early, and the convoy appeared on the official road in the south of Chang'an, indicating that they left Chang'an City as soon as the city gate was opened.

The team composed of the big figures of the temple and the cathars, if they were walking in other countries in the world, would definitely attract countless onlookers and applause, and even believed that there would be many believers and foolish women on the side of the road who would kowtow more than once, but now they are in the territory of the Tang Empire, and it is still early in the sky, no one on both sides of the official road is looking at them, and no one is offering pious tears, the team is just moving forward silently and quickly, giving people a sense of prestige that they will leave at any cost.

Prince Longqing sat in the luxurious but solemn black-gold carriage in the middle, calmly looked at the Tang people's houses and fields through the window, like golden blankets of rape flowers, listened to the sound of Sitong's hurried horses' hooves and the breathing of the knights, felt the oppressive atmosphere and strange silence, and suddenly smiled and said:

"When I came, the whole Chang'an City was jubilant, and the road was welcomed, but when the melons, fruits and flowers were thrown towards the carriage, they were so silent and quiet, and even deliberately chose to leave secretly when the city gate was opened, isn't it very like a lost dog?"

Mo Li, the vice president of the Heavenly Oracle Academy, who was sitting opposite, changed his face slightly, and he didn't understand why Prince Longqing would say such a sentence, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, "Why should your lord humiliate himself so much?"

A faint mocking look appeared on the face of Prince Longqing, and he said: "The Guardian Divine Army is wearing golden armor and shining like a god wherever in the world, but when entering the territory of the Tang people, you must remove your armor and hand over your guns, otherwise the Tang people will not be allowed to enter, which is humiliating." ”

Without waiting for Mo to leave, he continued to smile and said, "Vice Dean, do you know why I want to live in Peach Blossom Lane in Chang'an City."

Mo Li's heart was slightly cold, and he didn't know if Prince Longqing wanted to test himself when he asked, but looking at the other party's slight smile, he didn't know why his heart was getting colder and colder, and after hesitating for a moment, he replied honestly: "Because the prince's natal object is a peach blossom." ”

"Yes, then do you know why I chose the peach blossom as my natal object?" asked Prince Longqing.

Priest Mo Li shook his head, the Xiling people had been discussing this point for a long time, but they couldn't find a definite answer.

"Because when the master entered Xiling, he cut down all the peach blossoms on the sacred mountain while drinking, and no one dared to come out to stop him at that time. Prince Longqing looked out the window expressionlessly and said: "This is the biggest humiliation that this Xiling Temple has suffered in a hundred years, and I chose peach blossoms as my natal object, which is to remind myself not to forget this humiliation." ”

Prince Longqing said indifferently: "This time, I surrendered my identity and wanted to enter the second floor of the academy, because I wanted to study with my master, so that I could get this humiliation back for the temple in the future, but I didn't expect to be humiliated by Ning Que again." ”

Priest Mo wanted to comfort him, but found that he really couldn't find any suitable words.

"You just said that I was humiliating...... Actually, it's not right, humiliation has nothing to do with who started it, it only cares about strength, if I'm stronger than others, then those words are ridicule, if I'm weaker than others, those words become self-humiliation. ”

"The Tang people can let me disarm the Guardian Divine Army, the master can cut all the peach blossoms in the mountains, and Ning Que can force me to flee Chang'an like a dog, not because they are deliberately humiliating me, but because in some ways, they are more powerful. ”

"But I thank you very much for this humiliation, I have good news for you, maybe I have already taken that step, and now I only hope that Ning Que can really become strong quickly, so that I can have a chance to get back this humiliation. ”

Hearing this, the priest Mo Li was shocked, and immediately ecstatic, thinking that if the prince of Longqing could advance to the realm of knowing fate during the journey, then the temple might look at this matter and spare the humiliation caused by his envoy to the temple.

After congratulating him repeatedly, he had secretly made up his mind that he must hug the prince's thighs tighter in the future, and suddenly he thought of something and asked in a low voice: "Prince Chongming has returned to Yan Kingdom, the good news that the prince has entered the realm of knowing fate, is it all the best to let people inform Emperor Yan?"

Prince Longqing laughed slightly to himself and said, "What's the point of letting my father know about this matter? Competing for the throne? Could it be that the throne of a mere Yan country would be more attractive than Haotian Dao?"

Mo Li said sincerely: "But the throne should have been yours of the prince." ”

"It's mine, and it will always be mine. ”

Prince Longqing recalled the illusions he saw on the mountain behind the academy, especially the great light and great fear he saw in the last few steps on the side, his face turned slightly pale, and he immediately said resolutely: "Anyone who wants to snatch my things will be dead. ”

His hand was taken back from the window, and at some point there was already a pink peach blossom between his fingers

He randomly inserted the peach blossom on the placket of his clothes, and wondered if there was a transparent hole under the petals full of life?

Prince Longqing looked ruthlessly at the rape flowers in the fields of the private houses outside the window, and after being silent for a long time, he said slowly: "In a few years, I will tear down all these ugly Tang people's residences, eradicate all the rape flowers in the field, and then burn them all with a fire, burn those sins and dirt, and burn out a holy and bright world." ”

The carriage stopped beside the meadow outside the academy as before, Ning Que stepped out of the car, and then found that the atmosphere of the academy today had become very different from the past, there were still many students standing in the distance watching themselves and discussing, but their eyes were no longer full of contempt and disgust as in the past, but were replaced by shock and envy.

Under the gaze of these eyes, Ning Que walked into the academy, nodded slightly with Chang Zheng next to the stone steps, and saw a little scholar standing in the morning light waving to him, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The little scholar's eyebrows are clear and beautiful, and his little face is extremely delicate, as if he is made of powder. He watched Ning Que walking towards him, saluted very respectfully, and said, "Little sir, I am the scholar of my young master, and I am ordered to take you up the mountain." ”

The little scholar wanted to put on the old master's style, Ning Que couldn't help but smile and asked, "The question is who is your young master, and why do you call me little sir?"

The little scholar smiled, touched his head, and explained: "My young master is the second, and the title is the rule set by the young master for me, and you are the youngest one in the back mountain, so I will call you Mr. Xiao." ”

Ning Que asked with great interest, "Then...... What kind of gentleman is Chen Pipi?"

The little scholar replied in a childish voice: "In the past, he was Mr. Xiao, but now since you are Mr. Xiao, he is Mr. Twelve." ......

Ning Que was stunned, shook his head and said with a smile: "That big fat man and little gentleman...... It always feels a little mismatched. ”

The little scholar said seriously: "Actually...... I think so too. ”

Today, the road that Ning Que entered the mountain behind the academy, of course, could not be the mountain road that tossed half of his life, the little scholar took him to a secluded alley, and went up obliquely from a stone path next to the old study building, and then stopped in front of the dense fog in the mountain.

"Little sir, there is also a road on the second floor of the old book building, but the young master said, today is the first day you have come, so please go this way." ......

Ning Que looked at the clouds and mist in front of him, subconsciously remembered the fog on the long mountain road the day before yesterday, his body stiffened slightly, and after a moment of silence, he looked at the little scholar and asked gently: "In the fog...... Nothing odd, right?"

The little scholar smiled and said, "Of course not, I often go."

There really is nothing strange about this mountain fog...... For example, a bamboo leaf that turns into a flying sword, a mountain spring that turns into a waterfall, and a small pond that turns into a sea.

This mountain fog was very strange, and Ning Que only walked out of the dozens, and actually walked to the mountainside of the mountain behind the academy.

He waved his sleeves to brush away the last few wisps of mist in front of him, and couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the fairyland-like mountainside scenery in front of him in the morning light.

Looking at the steep mountain from the direction of the academy, in the direction facing the east, there is such a large flat cliff.

There is a mirror-like lake on the cliff flat, with wild flowers blooming, quiet grass, and towering ancient trees.

There are thousands of kinds of flowers, among which there are also peach blossoms, which are inconspicuous among them.

Under the towering ancient trees, there are more than a dozen simple houses, and the smoke is rising.

There was a silver thread pouring down the cliff behind the house, and it was actually a waterfall in the distance.

A flock of black birds chirps and flies among the cliffs and waterfalls.

In the morning light, the beautiful scenery of Rusi crashed into his eyes, and Ning Que was stunned and didn't know how to speak.

Feeling the quiet vitality of heaven and earth and the taste of life in the mountains behind, a thought came to his mind strongly at some point.

~~ Whoever wants to ruin the beauty of Miè, I will definitely destroy you.