Xuanzhou, Great Sui, Chang'an City.

Moral Values, Guozijian, Splendid Academy.

A holy place.

Two Confucian academies.

In addition, in the four realms of east, west, north and south, all the genius cultivators, after the heavy snowfall, would march towards Chang'an City and converge.

There will be a grand ceremony in Chang'an City.

That was the birthday ceremony of the emperor of the Great Sui.

After this grand celebration, it was time for the reserve stage of the court, and those geniuses who wanted to be qualified to enter the court meeting and wanted to hunt for the qualifications of the court meeting had to come to Chang'an City.

The entire imperial city of Chang'an City will soon become lively.

But so far, Chang'an City after the birthday ceremony has not become very lively, but has gradually returned to calm.

Many people were waiting for the man who had a great reputation in Chang'an City to appear and accept one or two challenges again, so that the cultivators of the entire Chang'an City could see what level the third place in the Immortal Demon List was.

But the fact is that it is ...... The first seat of the Heavenly Sword Peak of the Sword Sect named Su Qingming was completely different from the young man who appeared back then, so he hid in the Prime Minister's mansion without paying attention to it, and never stepped out.

The Ma-robed Daoist was ordered to act and guard the outermost gate, no matter how loud the people outside were, even if they used some special methods, Su Qingming inside would not hear a word.

People are not made of iron, standing for seven or eight hours a day is enough for these people to eat a pot, not to mention a war of words, and they have to deal with those "iron-clad" linen-robed Taoists.

Within a week, the prime minister's mansion was quiet, and no one was doing any more useless work.

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Li Shu has been reading books lately, reading a lot of books.

Su Qingming has no way to describe the madness of the girl...... In the prime minister's mansion, the ma-robed Taoist would use horse-drawn carriages to carry books, which were transported from the library in Chang'an City.

Some people read, only read the essence, and give up the dross.

For example, Su Qingming, Su Qingming's reading is only slightly faster than normal people, and if he wants to memorize and write it down, he can only pick up thick branches and memorize them by rote, so he can read well but does not seek to understand.

But the girl is very different.

Li Shu's memory is so good that Su Qingming smacks her tongue, sitting in front of the table, her back is straight, from the daytime sunlight spreads on the table, until the candles on both sides of the table swaying at night. Chang'an City has a collection of hundreds of thousands of books, and there are many excellent works, but there must be dross, and the girls who come will not refuse to accept them all.

This is a majestic declaration of war, before Su Qing broke through the realm, he found that the girl's patience was very good, and she could persevere if she recognized one thing, whether it was cultivation or other paths, she needed such tenacity, the stage of the Sword Sect was too small, and there were many books in the mountains, but compared with the imperial city of Chang'an, it was still stretched.

This girl, who longs for a bigger world, got the opportunity to jump out of the well, so she didn't waste a trace of time, and from the day she moved in, she began to shrink in the mansion day and night, reading and studying willingly.

Su Qingming's days after breaking through the realm became more leisurely, and the matter of serving tea and water for Princess Li Shu and Princess Li took care of it, thinking that reading a book was an extremely tiring thing, if the girl was tired and tired, she could also be on call to chat with her, if the girl felt cold at night, Su Qingming could also reluctantly act as a coolie for a warm quilt. As a result, half a month has passed, and the girl only sleeps for two or three hours at night, and sits at the table energetically during the day.

Su Qingming suffered a lot, he approached the girl several times, and found that the table was full of yellow paper, densely stacked with symbols and handwriting that he couldn't see through, and a trace of familiarity could be vaguely recognized, which seemed to be the "Son and Mother Array" talisman left by the Ancestor of the Mountain and Land Saints behind the Sword Sect.

However, it's not just the formation, there are stacks of books in the room, and the girl can remember it after turning it over, she began to slowly sweep the library of Chang'an City, with the identity of the prime minister, the library of Chang'an City, which was originally forbidden to take out, has now become Li Shu's private library to absorb the wisdom of her predecessors.

Su Qingming tried to catch up with the girl's footsteps and found that this was an extremely difficult thing.

The results of the records of the Qin Heavenly Prison of the past dynasties, the study of the star orbits of Taibai Star and many stars......

The determination and detection of dragon veins, the basis for finding dragon points, and the connection between occult and starlight.......

How to increase the lifespan of mortals by condensing divinity without cultivating.......

Li Shu personally explained once, these are all related to the talisman of the ancestor of the Li family, the talisman involves a wide range of aspects, the sun, moon and stars, the mystery of cultivation, not to mention the perfect reproduction, if you want to rub out a part, you need to figure out the cycle in the talisman.

Su Qingming listened with a headache.

After asking the girl's opinion no less than ten times, Li Shu also reluctantly repeated it no less than ten times, telling Su Qingming that she really didn't have to stay in the house every day to accompany her...... is like a poach-robed Taoist who brings tea and water to the prime minister, there are some things that the girl can take care of by herself, and what Su Qingming did is meaningless.

I can't understand those formations.

Books don't quite understand either.

Su Qing had been bored in the mansion for nearly a month, and his whole body was about to rust.

He trapped the fine snow in a circle, wrapped a black cloth around his waist, and pushed open the door of the house, ready to go out for a walk.

No one has been making trouble in front of the door for a long time, and the prime minister's mansion is very quiet.

Squeaked, and after the door opened, the two linen-robed Taoists standing on both sides of the door god looked at the head of the Heavenly Sword Peak of the Sword Sect with a pale face in great amazement, thinking that there would be a day for this guy to come out?

In the past month, they have sent the food, they have moved the books, and the prime minister's courtyard has returned to a big place, and it is good-looking, but it has been lived like this by Su Qingming and Li Shu...... The two linen-robed Taoists in charge of guarding the gate once suspected that they were guarding the prison.

Su Qingming smiled gently at the two of them and left the mansion.

He stretched his waist widely, his bones clicked, and he walked down the road feeling comfortable.

This is the first time he walked down-to-earth on the streets of Chang'an City, a city in the Great Sui world, the ground of the street is made of ancient bluestone, the restaurants and houses on both sides, with a timeless fragrance, crowded with people, and no one recognized Su Qingming.

The young man took out a small copper coin, bought a pot of wine, and walked down the streets of Chang'an City while drinking.

Just after the birthday ceremony, there are big red lanterns hanging under the eaves, fluttering in the wind.

Su Qingming drank the wine, felt that his body was warmer and lighter, and the voice of the people of Chang'an City sounded in his ears, which was a completely different atmosphere.

Hanging Feather City is chaotic and noisy, which is unsettling.

The Sword Sect's realm is a little deserted, far less prosperous than here.

Su Qingming saw a lost fairy deer above his head, flew over from a corner of the imperial city, swept at a low altitude, smashed two or three lanterns with his body, crumbling, stopped on the city wall, his eyes were still reluctant to look in a certain direction, and then rose into the air, and the fiery red shadow became smaller and smaller, until it disappeared into the snow.

He smiled, thinking that Chang'an City was so prosperous that the fairy deer was unwilling to leave?

I walked around for an afternoon and appreciated the prosperity of the imperial city.

It was getting late, Su Qingming casually threw away the empty wine jug, sighed at his hands, bowed his head and bent over, lifted the thick cotton cloth, and got into a hot restaurant.

There are many flies in Chang'an City, most of the boss's craftsmanship is not bad, this kind of restaurant is cheaper than the restaurant, the taste is good, the price is cheap, the price is cheap, the only fly in the ointment is that the pomp is not enough, and the flow of people is noisy.

To be able to open a small restaurant in a place like Chang'an City, where every inch of land is valuable, most of them are small households whose ancestors lived in the imperial city, and the house was sold to any city in the Great Sui, and it was more than enough to be a landowner, idle to cook, or to be a shopkeeper and open a restaurant, which is also a good choice.

The land price in Chang'an City is getting more and more expensive, and a fool will sell the façade.

Su Qingming ordered a plate of fried peanuts, as well as a bowl of shochu specially provided by Chang'an City, when the boss brought the wine up, he specially introduced the origin, Chang'an City's soju, take glutinous rice or japonica rice or barley steamed, and the glutinous rice or japonica rice or barley was steamed, and the glutinous brewing urn was steamed for seven days.

It is as clear as water and has a very strong taste.

Su Qingming took a sip gently, his amount of wine was good, and on snowy days in Xiling, he often drank wine to warm up his body, but he heard that this kind of soju in Chang'an City tasted very strong, so he drank it carefully.

This mouthful of soju entered the stomach, and the lower abdomen burned hotly, Su Qingming raised his eyebrows, and this heat quickly spread to the whole body, but he didn't feel how intoxicating, his whole body was light and fluttering, and his whole body was comfortable.

"Good wine."

Su Qingming looked at this bowl of soju and sighed softly.

I ordered another beef pot, the boss brought up a hanging pot, the pot handle with horn texture was placed, simmering and stewed soft beef, large pieces, with the fiery soup rolling, Xiao Er sent a plate of sweet potato vermicelli, a plate of cabbage cut neatly, with water droplets on the surface.

The beef pot in Chang'an City is called the "ground pot", the inside of the iron pot is pasted with ironed rough noodle flatbread, Su Qingming gently poked the flipping cake with the head of chopsticks, dipped it in the beef red soup and rolled it around, the hard cake became soft, fished out, dipped in a few large pieces of beef, as well as hot but still tough vermicelli, and two cabbage leaves, wrapped up.

When you bite into it, the juice overflows.

The weather is cold and the ground is freezing, how can we solve our worries?

Wine and pots, and beef.

Su Qingming buried his head in eating, the shochu porcelain bowl beside him was piled up high, the beef became more and more flavorful, and the slight drunkenness in his mind gradually accumulated.

Then he heard a voice.

"Su Qingming."

When Su Qingming heard this familiar voice, the groggy thoughts in his mind dissipated in an instant, and he suddenly narrowed his eyes vigilantly, and his eyes fell on the voice outside the tavern.

Outside the tavern, someone lifted the curtain and did not let go, allowing the cold air outside to continue to pour into the tavern.

Someone turned around and wanted to be angry, but when he saw the latter's robe, he fell silent. Dressed in a big red robe, the style of the academy, there was a group of people behind him, he lifted the curtain, walked in slowly, sat opposite Su Qingming in the eyes of everyone, and said with a smile: "You are not allowed to do anything in the imperial city, you are really lucky." ”

Su Qingming put down the dishes and chopsticks, and looked at the man who was wearing a big red robe and had met him once outside Hanging Feather City, and his original good mood was mostly gone.

Yang Yuanying smiled, slowly approached Su Qingming, his voice was very soft, and he said word by word.

"Just because you are also worthy of the third place on the immortal and demon list?"