In late autumn, in the bitter wind and rain, a team of cars drove the muddy loess post road. The ancient Great Wall stretching for hundreds of miles along Yanshan Mountain is covered in a rain curtain like fog and haze, and the old wall that is blackened by the rain and the jagged pheasants on the city stand majestically, sometimes covered by the clouds that slowly drift by, and sometimes it is exposed through the cracks in the clouds with its coercive grandeur, silently looking at this team of cars. The leaves of the old thorn trees on the three sides of the three tips resembling palms are orange or purple or yellow or red, sometimes shaking in the rustling rain, sometimes swaying wet branches in the cool autumn wind. Occasionally, a thief wind struck from the mouth of the valley, rolling up the colorful leaves on the trees beside the post road, like a wounded butterfly being swept up by some invisible broom, and weakly "smashed" down with the cold and heavy rain on the sergeant guarding the car. Dozens of escort sergeants were all dressed in new jackets, beige jackets, and soaked cowhide boots made strange gurgling noises as they stepped on the muddy and sandy road. It seems that they are all highly trained, and despite such weather and such mountain roads, none of them will stumble and stumble. Five steps before and after, a person walked in a car, and even his footsteps were like a drill stepping on a beat. Occasionally, someone "cooed" and fell into the muddy water, but they all jumped up and continued to walk without squinting at the waist knife.

At the end of the car is Ma Lingyu's general soldier Fan Shiyi. This is a middle-aged man of forty-five or sixteen years old, with a square white face, two flat eyebrows that seem to be drawn with a brush, and only the tips of the eyebrows are slightly raised upward, revealing coldness and arrogance. The braids, which were as thick as a pestle, hung down to the waist, swinging slowly and dripping with water. He is a member of the three grades of the imperial court, and he can sit in a sedan chair according to the rules, maybe he is an important guard errand, or he may want to set an example for the soldiers he brings, except for sitting on a jujube horse, the rest of the rain shelter equipment is exactly the same as that of the soldiers. He sat on his horse and looked into the distance, his right hand holding the cold hilt of his sword, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't seem to think of anything.

Suddenly, on the road ahead, a flying horse galloped wildly, and the muddy horse had just stood firm, and a Goshha rolled down the saddle, and gave a military salute to Fan Shiyi with flat hands, and said: "Fan Junmen, the mouth of the Sancha River and the Sancha River on the edge of the mountain town is rising, and the stone bridge has collapsed. The car here can't pass, please show it to the military gate! ”

"If you are a soldier, you open roads in the mountains and build bridges in the water, and you still need to ask for instructions?" Fan Shiyi reined in his horse, stared at Goshha, and said slowly, "Immediately contact the post station in Gushan Town, the Thirteenth Master has already arrived there this morning." This is his old man's messenger, you are careful! "The Thirteenth Master" is Prince Yi, the younger brother of the current Yongzheng Emperor, guarding more than a dozen such ordinary oil-walled cars, and he actually worked for more than 200 miles to personally answer them! Nagoshha was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes! Marking knows that the errand is important. However, Fang just marked down to the river to see, the river rose too fiercely, and the soldiers in front of him failed to build a bridge several times. Please tell the military gate, is it a detour to the north from Shahedian, the bridge over there is sturdy......" Fan Shiyi was silent for a while, waved his hand and ordered the convoy to stop, and then said to Goshha: "Go, take me to see." ”

"Wow!"

So the two of them beat their horses and traveled for a while, and when they were about five miles away, they heard the roar of the torrent of the river in the distance, and then they traveled two miles, and saw the river in front of them. Fan Shiyi's army is under the dual control of the Military Aircraft Department and the Governor of Zhili, specializing in guarding the imperial tombs of the Qing Dynasty. Although the troops are stationed in Zunhua, they have to go to Beijing almost every month to report on their work, and I don't know how many times they pass through here. He had never seen this gentle and untamed riverbed, with its grass and reeds all over the riverbed, become so hideous: in the dripping rain, the howling flood seemed to be unable to stand the squeeze of the rocky mountains on the bank, and rushed straight down from the narrow river channel in the southwest, making a steep turn in the triangular basin around the Luhe Bridge, and then bending down to the southeast. The flood water that flows down from Beiyan Mountain is as turbid as gruel, and also enters the Lu River from this triangle, and the two streams of water merge and agitate each other, hitting the waves that are more than one foot high, and chase in this triangular pool in anger. The rolling waves are like a pot of boiling water, whirling and rolling anxiously and irregularly, looking for an outlet. The roar of the river waves, the sound of lapping on the shore, and the rolling sound of the boulders under the water, the chaos melted together, and it looked extremely terrifying under the dark sky like dusk. More than 100 soldiers stood tiredly on the rocky stairway that was shaken and trembled, holding wooden mallets, axes and other bridge-building tools in their hands, and put some sacks and bags on the shore road, it seemed that they had tried to build a bridge several times, and more than 20 piles with thick bowls were like straw sticks made of floating on the water. After a quick look, Fan Shiyi knew that his instruction to "build a bridge when encountering water" was absolutely impossible. He stared at the other side, only a stone's throw away, but the mist was full and he couldn't see clearly, and it seemed that someone was looking this way. Yin turned around and asked, "Is it the Thirteenth Master's person over there?" Seeing that Goshha looked dazed, knowing that he couldn't hear, Fan Shiyi stabbed him with a horsewhip, pointed to the other side, and looked at Goshha with an inquiring gaze.

"Ahh Na Goshha came to his senses and said loudly: "Junmen, that's the people from the Yamen of the Governor of Zhili, I've been here for an hour, and I can't build a bridge over there, and I can't hear the shouting......" As he was talking, a few red lights flashed on the opposite side, and it seemed that a few rockets were put away, and they were wet by the rain about halfway, and most of them fell into the river with a staggering drop, and only one shot to the shore. A soldier hurriedly picked it up and held it to Fan Shiyi with both hands, and said, "It's the arrow book sent over there." When Fan Shiyi took it, he saw that it was a bright yellow silk wrapped in an oil-paper bag, and he knew that it must be the handwriting of Prince Yi Yunxiang. Unfolded, and when I read it with my hands covered from the rain, I saw that it was written:

Imperial Decree: Fan Shiyi does not need to build a bridge, detour to Shahedian, and arrive at Taiping Town Post Station tomorrow evening. Don't do it. Prince Yi Yunxiang. The third day of October in the fourth year of Yongzheng.

There is also a red cinnabar seal below, and the word "Yunxiang" is written in seal.

Fan Shiyi put the edict in his sleeve, looked up at the darkening sky, took a long breath, and said: "Reply with a rocket, Fan Shiyi obeys." Stay at the Shahe store tonight, please rest assured. After that, he turned the horse's head and returned to the same place, and ordered the convoy to turn north from the old post road on the spot, almost close to the foot of the Great Wall, and meandered northward against the cold wind and freezing rain, until it was dark, and then arrived at Shahedian.

This is a small town located in the Yanshan Mountains, with Taizi Peak in the east, Maiduo Mountain in the west, Pingchuan in the middle, and the Lu River passing along the edge of the town. The river is wide, and the boulders at the bottom of the river are splashing, and it looks more than the three rivers. It looks scary, but in fact, the deepest part is only waist-high. Fan Shiyi went to the edge of the town, the first thing was to see the bridge in the north of the town, and heard back for a while that the bridge was intact, only the recesses on both sides of the bridge head overflowed the two branches because of the rising water, the water depth was not knee-deep, and the car could pass safely. Fan Shiyi was immediately relieved, and at this time he breathed a sigh of relief, he felt hungry, looking at Shahedian Town in the rain, and hesitated for a while: there were forty-three eunuchs and palace maids sitting on the car, who were originally serving Wang Yun, a general who had been deposed in Jingling to guard the tomb of the first emperor behind closed doors, and he didn't know what mistakes he had made and captured Xie Jing. The prisoner sat in the oil wall car, and the general escorted was drenched in the rain, which was a bit nondescript, but this was the warrant of the emperor's first favorite minister Yunxiang: "Send it to Beijing and hand it over to me for disposal, and you must not be wronged and blasphemed." Although Fan Shiyi felt incredible, he had to follow the instructions. But there is no post station in this town, and it is not easy to close the house to live, and there are more than a dozen palace maids, how to isolate and live? Fan Shiyi dismounted and held the whip, just groaning. The leader of the team, Goshha, knew that he was embarrassed, stepped on the water, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about the military gate. There is a temple of the Emperor of the Broken Pass in the west of the town, there is no incense for a long time, we have a total of more than 80 people, and we will live for a night, and we will be safe and secure. ”

"Good! You know. A smile bloomed on Fan Shiyi's face, "Thirty male prisoners, except for Cai Huaixi and Qian Yundou, all live in Guandi Temple. Qiao Yindi and the twelve female prisoners found a spacious inn and chartered them, and the officers and I guarded Cai, Qian, and the female prisoners, and the soldiers took care of the male prisoners—they were all eunuchs. They did not dare to flee, and there was nowhere to flee - and then they took turns to eat at the inn. Go ahead! So the group took the car to the north of the town, and saw a Guandi temple that had been in disrepair for many years was dark in the night sky, although more than a dozen temple houses were dilapidated, and there were wet leaks everywhere, after all, some places were still dry. Fan Shiyi ordered the soldiers to tear down the fence of the shrine and light the fire, took off their official robes and boots, and changed into a crimson robe, and suddenly felt relaxed. When he saw that the soldiers who had gone to the inn to book a house had returned, he asked, "Is the mission done?" ”

"Okay, it's in the old store in Shahe." The soldier replied, "I was afraid of alarming people, so I changed into civilian clothes." It is a famous century-old store, with a front restaurant and a back room, but there are already more than a dozen guests living in it. I said a good thing about a car, and the boss refused to pick up the guests. It is said that there is a rule in the world, and entering the store is the God of Wealth. So we can't afford this store. Fan Shiyi smiled: "That's nature." They all took off their coats, and brought four chariots with them, and set aside twenty other brethren to keep vigil outside. It's just a little secret, so that people can see that we don't follow what we do. After that, he put on an oil coat and came out, and when he saw that day, the rain had almost stopped, only scattered sporadically, and the mist-like fine water droplets were on his face, slightly cool.

The shopkeeper was already guarding the door, and when he saw Fan Shiyi coming with people and cars, he hurriedly greeted him, his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and he let the store and said, "Old customers are hard!" Please settle inside. Ready-made guest rooms, ready-made hot water, washing off, ready-made wine and food outside. As soon as your old man comes back, you don't have to pay for this meal of wine and food, it's a small one to wash the dust for the lord, let's plan for a long-term ......" Fan Shiyi, who had trekked for a day in the autumn rain and cold wind, was relieved by these warm words of flattery, and said with a smile: "We are all so hungry that we are close to our hearts." Eat first, and then talk about anything else. There is no reason not to pay for food, just not out, you still deduct it from my room money. What do I not know about these tricks of your store? I also came from the first place to open a store! The boss laughed and hummed. Seeing the two men in the car, more than a dozen women had haggard faces one by one, and hurriedly greeted: "This day, this road, it's really bearable for a day." Come in quickly—men, blanch the wine for you—put the big brass kettle on the fire, there are a lot of people! Hehe, there are a lot of people below, the three rooms upstairs are empty, only a few guests are eating and drinking there, please all go upstairs to eat. Fan Shiyi saw that everyone had already gotten out of the car, walked to the second car, and said softly to a woman standing in front of the car: "Miss Qiao, we are here tonight, you, and-" He looked at the two middle-aged people who got out of the first car, and said: "And Mr. Cai and Mr. Qian, they are all my owners, so I understand the difficulties of our subordinates, and there will be some, tomorrow, tomorrow, we should go smoothly, but we will go back late, and the master will not be surprised." ”

The owner never expected that this middle-aged man with dignity and dignity would still be the "subordinate" in the car. But looking at the car, it was really not luxurious, and the posture of the "character" who came down did not look very dignified - he was really a little confused. After looking carefully, I saw that this Qiao girl was wearing a purple and dark Pegasus style hair buckle on her upper body, and she was wearing a Shi Qingning silk and gold embroidered skirt underneath, slightly revealing a pair of half-sized feet. A melon seed face is so pale that people dare not look at it, the middle of the two thin eyebrows is slightly frowned, the eyebrows are lightly drooping, and the eyes are bright and shining, and a small mouth purses the lips slightly upturned, which looks very assertive. The two middle-aged men behind her, one short and thin, the other short and fat, both seemed to be a little puffy, and their expressions moved slowly into the store. There were also twelve maidens dressed as handmaidens, all of whom looked gloomy and entered in turn. As soon as they entered, they immediately caught the attention of all the diners.

"Mr. Cai," Fan Shiyi glanced at the guards in civilian clothes, and said to the short and thin man walking in front, "Our seats are upstairs—Mr. Qian, please." The rest of the fellows rejoice. As he spoke, he brought three or four Goshha upstairs without saying a word.

This is a three-room open wine room, and the east and west walls are separated by a screen, which seems to be a private seat separated by a screen, and it has been temporarily removed. There was a table sitting in front of the window facing the street in the southwest, about five or six people, who were ordering to eat and drink, and everyone was drinking happily, and they were all a little drunk, and they didn't care when they saw their group of more than 20 people coming up. Fan Shiyizi and Qiao Yindi sat at the table at the northwest staircase, a few soldiers were at the window table in the south, and the rest of the female guests sat at the table not far from the group of guests. However, Cai Huaixi broke the silence and said with a smile: "Old Fan, you know, if we go any further, we won't be able to eat such a good meal." Thank you for taking care of you all the way, you should go to the west to send the Buddha, can you get some wine? Just when the bartender came up, Fan Shiyi ordered: "I will move a jar of Sanhe old mash at this table, a bottle at the south table, and a bottle for them, and a bottle for the downstairs meal - we are in a hurry tomorrow morning, and we can't eat more, understand?" ”

"Yes!" The shopkeeper sang, "Serve wine to the old customers!" He was too busy to go downstairs. In an instant, Fan Shiyi did not persuade him to drink, nor did he drink it himself, but only picked up the food for his own use. Cai Huaixi and Qian Yundou were very presumptuous, drinking a cup on the left and a cup on the right, Qiao Yindi almost didn't move, she was just thinking about her heart in a daze, and Fan Shiyi didn't dare to persuade her. Therefore, the dinner was rich, but it was very dull. Gradually, the voice of the guests at the southwest table gradually listened.

"It's too much trouble to guess the riddle," said a fat white man in his thirties by the window, "and Mr. Jia always wins." I invited him to eat and drink, but it made us all drunk - we changed the wine order, we had to say a word first, add a word and become a word, remove the side and change it to the side is still a word, and add a common saying at the end can not be digressed-" A younger man next to him said with a mustache: "Shijiang, you are not eating wine, you are embarrassed!" What is this word and that, Luo Yi is dead, now we work together to win this Jia Xianchang, and it will not be in vain for this host. ”

Fan Shiyi listened and glanced at it, and saw that Shi Jiang was sitting next to a Taoist priest, and he was not wearing gossip clothes, but only a bun on his head and a Lei Yang scarf, and he was only about twenty years old. I can't help but think: This is that "Jia Xianchang", how many Taoists can there be at such a young age? Thinking about it, I heard Daoist Jia say: "I know what you mean, you just want me to eat more wine so that I can make a life for you." In fact, human beings are born with the number of creations, and they cannot be made easier than the great good and the great evil. Just today, these people in the restaurant are all under the knife, I will make it clear, what is the benefit of adding to people's hearts in vain? It's still a good saying that 'there is wine today and drunk today, don't ask whether the Ming Dynasty is right or wrong'. ”

"That being said, I still want to ask the Immortal Chief to give me a push." Shi Jiang said with a smile, "Since 'there is wine today', I will ask Immortal Jia to get drunk first-I have made an order!" "For he sang and said,

The word good is good, and rice is also grain. In addition to the grain and rice, the girl will become a mother - buy land without buying grain, and marry a woman without marrying a mother.

After chanting, everyone applauded and cheered, and the eight-character mustache smiled: "Okay! I, Gan Fengchi, will also go to the sea today, and listen to my—" Yin Lang said:

The word green is blue, and it is clear when you add water. Except for the clear side water, careful will become love - burn the paper horse shop, and end up being a favor.

After speaking, he took a small sip of pleasure and said to a dark and thin Xiucai beside him: "Zeng Jing, you are the protégé of Mr. Lu, the master of the East China Sea, look at you!" Zeng Jing smiled and said, "What's so difficult about this? "Because of the way:

Its character is it, and the dot is also Qi. Remove the Qi side point, and the arrears will become a bully - Longyou was played by shrimp in shallow water, and the tiger was bullied by dogs in Pingyang!

Fan Shiyi, who was accompanying Qiao Yindi to dinner, couldn't help but move in his heart. Suddenly remembered that on the day of the Double Ninth Festival, he led his troops to break into the Jingling Worship Palace, and the famous general Wang and the emperor's younger brother Yun was powerless to protect his beloved slave Qiao Yindi, and took it away from him. These words sound too piercing. Fan Shiyi actually picked up the porridge and drank it slowly, and even Cai Qian and the others listened intently. Fan Shiyi also wanted to see what the way this milky "fairy" had left, so he opened his mouth and didn't say anything, just ate indiscriminately and listened quietly. But he saw Daoist Jia hitting the bowl with a chopstick and said:

The word Xi is originally Xi, and the addition point is also a stream. Remove the point next to the stream, but add birds to become - you don't see the five doctors Baili Xi, and the mountain wife breaks the door and cooks the zhi.

He also said: "With these wine orders, you can't help Jia Shifang." It's the turn of the next stone donor, what you want to say is to make me write it on the water sign over there, and if there is a mistake in saying it, I will be punished for eating a jar of wine! ”

"Good!"

The crowd couldn't help but shout. Fan Shiyi's dozens of people were eating dullly, but at this moment, even the personal soldiers, guards, and palace maids stopped and looked at the table over there, only to see Jia Shifang slowly stand up, glance at everyone in the room, and see Fan Shiyi's table, his eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything, turned his back and picked up the pen on the pink card [1]

After a few lines of writing, he flipped over the brand, turned his face to Shi Jiang and smiled: "Please say it, see if I guess right." ”

Shi Jiang was already stunned, is there really such a magic skill in the world? He rolled his eyelids, searched for dry intestines, and said after a while:

The word phase is the phase, and adding water is also Hunan. In addition to the water on the edge of Hunan Province, the rain will become frost - everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, and does not care about the frost on the tiles of others!

As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Shifang had already turned over the gouache card, and said with a smile: "I wrote the word 'yi' into the word 'also'." It seems that the avenue is not harmonious! At this time, everyone was watching, and all the people were staring at the three-foot square sign, and sure enough, except for the slight disagreement in the middle of "adding water is also Hunan", the rest actually fitted. Suddenly, even the people brought by Fan Shiyi were amazed, and the room was full of discussions. Shi Jiang and several people had already stood up and said with a smile: "Although you guessed correctly, you yourself will be fined a jar of wine if you make a mistake." Give somebody a dose of his own medicine! "—The two jars of Sanhe old mash placed underground, one of which has not yet been opened—opened it and poured it into a big bowl. Jia Shifang didn't shirk either, waiting for the bowl after bowl to drink, and suddenly the altar was empty, and he was already slightly drunk, and said to Shi Jiang, who persuaded the dishes: "Didn't you ask about fame?" You name a word, and I'll do the math for you. Shi Jiang said: "I've thought about it a long time ago - guess what." ”

"It's a 'nai' word, isn't it?"

"Yes." Shi Jiang said, "This word is difficult to dismantle. ”

"It's not difficult. The fame you ask is that the word is missing the pen 'and', and you will not be able to reach the first place for life. ”

Zeng Jing, who was standing next to him, said with a smile: "It's purely a game, I'm a saint's protégé, so I don't believe in your tricks." I'll make a 'also' word, you can play and see. "It's a lifelong word. No horse can not become a 'gallop', no water does not become a 'pool', although there is 'strength' and 'walking' is incomplete, the net of heaven and earth is set, you are cornered! Zeng Jing squirted out with a sip of wine and laughed: "This bull's nose, you are so mischievous at a young age - if you can tell me my family background, I will obey you!" ”

"You lost your father when you were three years old, and you lost your mother when you were seven years old." Jia Shifang looked at Zeng Jing, "My aunt adopted you and wanted to force you to study, but you fled home again." Your uncle tried to swallow your property, drove you out, and almost forced you to kill yourself. Your aunt and your dead mother are better, and they can't bear to let the Zeng family die, so they used their private money to fund you to flee to Shandong, and went to the East China Sea to find Lu Liuliang. You went to school in Shandong to show off your talents, Lu Liuliang died, and you returned to Hunan to clean up your family business, welcome your aunt, and teach reading for a living - what I said is a word wrong? ”

Zeng Jingxian listened in a daze, but after hearing it, he sat back on the stool with weak legs, and his face was like ashes. "You're not human, you're a ghost...... I can't believe you outside the saint Yunliuhe—you must have inquired about my Zeng Jing's tragic history somewhere......" Jia Shifang said with a smile: "Liuhe exists outside of it, it is the saint who does not preach with ghosts and gods, and the saint who does not understand." There are hundreds of millions of temples in the world, if there is no spiritual sound, who will believe him? As he spoke, he turned his face to an officer who was stunned at the table next to him, and said, "This brother, I haven't inquired about his 'tragic history', have I?" - He also lost his mother at the age of seven, his stepmother was bad, instigated his father to expel him from the house, lived in Huguang, Jiangnan, and then went to Henan and Shaanxi, met nobles to take him in, fought in the army, and accumulated merit to the fifth grade - are you? ”

"Yes!" The officer had been told by Jia Shifang that his face was full of tears, and he forgot his identity, and stepped forward and replied: "You are really a living immortal!" My name is Huo Ying, I am from Sichuan, I really convince you! Please sir specify, is my father still alive? Jia Shifang replied casually: "Your father died of illness three years after you ran away, and your stepmother took your stepmother and brother to marry another." Don't cry, this is a bad fate, and you don't want to take revenge, your stepmother married into this family and suffered, she was beaten almost every day, and she was retribution, and someone was already angry for you. As he spoke, he turned his face and asked Zeng Jing again: "Are you convinced?" Your tribulation is still to come, if you are willing to enter my Dao Gate and be my disciple, I will use the Five Elements Reversal Dafa to remove the haze clouds and bump the red dust for you, otherwise one day you will regret it! Zeng Jing's eyes were drunk, staring at the faint lights, and muttered: "I'm afraid you can't ambush me at this point of the left side door." The gentleman knows his fate...... The rest of his heart is good, although he has died nine times, he still has no regrets......"

Fan Shiyi saw that his people were gradually confused by this inexplicable Taoist priest, and one by one they were eager to ask him to calculate their fortunes, and were about to get up and take people downstairs, when Cai Huaixi beside him suddenly shouted loudly: "That immortal chief, are you willing to come over and give me this table to look at your complexion?" Jia Shifang muttered a bowl of cow drink on his back, smiled and nodded calmly, came over across the table, and pointed out the group of military schools one by one as he walked.

"Be kind. Two sons have already died, don't you know how to be vigilant? ”

"Your mountain is unfavorable, southwest, and it is coming south, and your mother's illness will not be cured by itself......"

"Good people, good people are good at cultivating in the public gate. You are blessed yourself, and you can see your son and grandson ascend the dragon gate. ”

"Heavenly blessings, good and evil, Zude was originally not thin, and he has all broken it for you. Those little guys you raised will take your life one day......"

…… Talking all the way, Jia Shifang paced over step by step, standing behind Qian Yundou and standing still, but he was silent for a while, staring at everyone and sighing, as if he was overwhelmed with emotion. Fan Shiyi looked at him coldly, and said after a while: "The ten thousand volumes of "Daozang" are as vast as a sea of smoke, not between the tongues, you are restless, you have entered the WTO with your skills, confused the audio-visual, and you have already committed Tianwei. If you don't restrain yourself, I'm afraid there will be no way out. ”

"I learned Taoist Samadhi, and I was ordered by my master to go out of Longhu Mountain to help the world, and to help the world is also to cultivate the Tao." Jia Shifang didn't care, and said with a smile, "There are thirty-one people in this restaurant, all of you know each other, but I don't have a secret." I don't act against the sky, and the sky has no choice but to do anything to me. Look—" He flicked his fingers in the shape of an orchid, and five or six candles all over the building suddenly went out at the same time, and the upstairs was suddenly pitch black. People were stunned by his sudden exposure of his hand, and no one could speak, listening to Jia Shifang's voice in the dark, as if it came from a long distance: "It's too dark, right?" Today, October 26th, there should be no moon at this time. I have borrowed a piece of light to accompany you with wine. ”

Everyone was stunned, the heavy clouds outside had dispersed into lotus clouds, transparent, pink lotus petals flashed a bright moon with a little hesitation, silver clear light from the south side of a bright window sprinkled in, the building was full of pleasant moonlight.

"Is this what the 'trail' can do?" Jia Shifang looked at Fan Shiyi who was stunned on the other side with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "This building is set up for me, this rain is for me, the river is rising for me, and the bridge is collapsing for me, this is a character for a while, God's will is God's will, and I just do my best." Fan Shiyi suppressed the panic in his heart, quietly pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, snorted, and said, "You are from the White Lotus Sect, right?" Although I am a military general, I am a Wenjinshi. I have read history books since I was a child, so I don't know anything? Reversing the five elements of yin and yang, do you know Xu Hongru in the former Ming Dynasty? You be honest, go back to your mountain, and cultivate your way, otherwise, the three-foot king law is being set up for you! Jia Shifang waved his hand, it was already bright and dark, and he actually bowed to Fan Mingyi to thank him, "Your words are the same as my master's words, they are right, so I don't refute you, but I am indeed not the White Lotus Sect." It is a closed disciple of Lou Zhenren in Longhu Mountain, Jiangxi, who is specially out of the mountain but is vulgar. I do not perverse the law, but do good deeds to help the world, although your steel sword is fast, it is difficult to kill my innocent person—this gentleman, did you just call me to blame for you? He turned his face to Qian Yundou.

Qian Yundou and Cai Huaixi were both confused by his illusions. Qian Yundou thought at this time that he had lost his temper and recruited this Taoist priest, so he nodded and said: "Don't tell lies in front of real people, most of the people on this floor are Qin criminals." This time to the Beijing Division, how is the good luck? ”

Gan Fengchi once calmed the guests at the table in Shijiang, and originally wondered that this group of male and female guests suddenly sat all over the building, but they didn't say anything to each other and ate with their heads bored, so they realized that it was the pending prisoner who was sent to Beijing by the imperial court to be sentenced for his crimes!

[1]

In the old days, the inn was specially designed to inscribe poems for the convenience of guests, and the white lacquered wooden boards were specially set up, which could be washed with water after use.