Slow taste the fireworks in the world. The word "product" is really well used, and the aftertaste is endless.

The world is varied, the world is impermanent, and it is like the morning dew, which will eventually pass away, and you need to savor it.

Su Huangzhou re-entered Yujing, his mentality has changed, and he is no longer the depressed candidate who left the scene gloomily.

In the past six years, he has traveled all over the famous mountains and rivers, played all the rivers, lakes and seas, seen all the spring in the world, and enjoyed the autumn and yellow everywhere; He met the relics of the virtuous, talked about the past and the present, read the annals of the millennium, read hundreds of classics, and watched the swords, swords, shadows, pianos, chess, calligraphy and paintings.

Entering the court as an official is no longer his lifelong ideal, Su Huangzhou, he vowed to be a saint.

"Brother, I entered Beijing again this time, and saw that this land of Gyeonggi was so prosperous, compared to the tragic phenomenon of the Daimyo's Mansion 'there are frozen bones on the road', it is really like a cloud of mud, and my heart is quite touched, Brother Yangming is willing to compose a poem to give to my brother?"

The old man who spoke was dressed in a cloth robe, stepping on straw sandals, his face was clear, his temples were slightly white, his eyes were cloudy and deep, and an ordinary wine gourd hung around his waist, and the wine in the gourd had been drunk by him.

Su Huangzhou, the word Yangming, has amazing poetic talents, and the articles are even more unparalleled.

The old man and Su Huangzhou met wonderfully in Qingyu Mountain, and they talked very happily for the first time, and later became friends who forgot the year. Since then, the two have walked together for 3,000 miles, all the way to the mountains and rivers, Su Huangzhou drank and wrote poems, and the old man chanted wine and painted, leaving many good sentences and wonderful colors.

They came to Yujing City to watch the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival.

Su Huangzhou, who was wearing a cyan Confucian shirt, smiled heartily, "Brother Wu, the article is natural, and the clever hand can get it." I will lend you a wine gourd. ”

The old man untied the gourd and handed it to him, admiring: "These two sentences are really wonderful, when the floating one is white, the two are white." ”

Su Huangzhou shook the wine gourd, but it didn't make a sound, and suddenly lost interest in composing poetry, and pursed his mouth, "Brother Wu, you don't leave me a little." ”

The old man smiled awkwardly, and grabbed Su Huangzhou's shoulder with one hand, "Alas, Brother Yangming, don't worry, brother, didn't you say that there is a year in Wannian County, let's look for him." When you write wonderful poems, I will sprinkle ink as Danqing, won't I leave another good story. ”

Su Huangzhou is used to it!

The two looked at each other and smiled, hooked their shoulders and backs, and swaggered towards the county government of Wannian County, and the pedestrians on the road secretly pointed at them, and the two didn't care.

Suddenly, the old man saw an extremely plump and full bewitching back in front of him, and immediately pushed Su Huangzhou away, ran quickly, and in a few words, he provoked the plump woman to be coquettish and charming, and he couldn't wait to eat this old man on the spot.

When the woman reluctantly left, Su Huangzhou laughed strangely and said, "Brother, I didn't expect you to fall in love with this." ”

He immediately recited a poem: "The moon is full in the night, although the are old and delicate." Kaizun intends to explore the deep bush, and he still knows the way when he is strong. ”

The old man was still savoring the full touch of elasticity, and when the woman's back disappeared completely, he was still obsessed.

He heard Su Huangzhou's poetry, exclaimed, rubbed his hands, and said excitedly: "Brother, your poem is really wonderful, it hasn't been named yet, how about calling it "Wannian County Gift Brother Wu Xixuan"?" ”

Su Huangzhou laughed evilly, Wu Xixuan reached out again and hooked his shoulder, and said shyly:

"Brother, such a is the best in the world, and the eighteen martial arts are all proficient, don't say that the jade bursts and locks the throat, even the old man can make you want to stop. Let's go and drink, and tonight we will go to Qingping Le Fang to taste and taste. ”

The young Confucian Su Huangzhou and the old Wu Xixuan looked at each other and smiled, "Let's go, drink!" ”

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Wannian County County Hall.

"Brother Shang, what do you think?" Jiang Qilin asked expectantly.

Shang Qing was speechless, he had no intention of starting a family, and now that he had entered the path of immortality, women would only affect the speed at which he drew his sword.

Jiang Qilin was about to persuade again, but he heard a hearty voice outside the hall: "Brother Qilin, it's really difficult to enter the gate of your county yamen!" ”

Su Huangzhou and Wu Xixuan have entered the lobby.

Jiang Qilin was slightly stunned, he only felt that the person who came was a little familiar, but he couldn't recognize who it was.

Su Huangzhou said again: "Brother Qilin, when Yujing said goodbye, I didn't expect that you are now an official, but I am still in the world, wasting the years. Brother Qilin really deserves to be the champion hand-picked by a saint, and he envy me! ”

Having said that, there was not the slightest hint of envy in his eyes.

"Ouch, it's Brother Yangming, disrespectful and disrespectful. Brother Yangming has the world in mind, and his poetry and articles are all excellent, so why worry about not being able to roll the name of Yuhuamen, now it's just a matter of luck. Jiang Qilin remembered him at this time, and exclaimed:

"Brother Yangming, you and I haven't seen each other for six years, I never thought that Yaxing would come to visit my brother, today is really a double happiness, Qilin feels honored, and deserves a drink, I will order to prepare wine and food."

He looked at the old man in cloth clothes and straw shoes standing side by side with Su Huangzhou, and he didn't slack off, "Brother Yangming, I don't know who this old man is?" ”

The old man in cloth and straw shoes waved his hand, "Boy, go and prepare the bar, you have to prepare the wine." ”

Jiang Qilin's complexion did not change.

Su Huangzhou said with a smile: "Brother Qilin, this is Wu Xixuan's senior, you and I will catch up later, hurry up and prepare the bar!" ”

Jiang Qilin's heart was awe-inspiring, and he turned to Shang Qing and said apologetically: "Brother Shang, you wait a while, my brother will come when he goes." ”

After Jiang Qilin left, Shang Qing didn't want to stay here, he noticed that the little girl's palms were cold, and beads of sweat were soaked, thinking that he was frightened.

Su Huangzhou stopped him and said with a smile: "This brother, I don't know what to call it?" My name is Su Huangzhou, and my name is Yangming. Since they are friends of Brother Kirin, why not have a drink or two together. ”

Shang Qing talked and replied: "Shang Qing, no word." ”

Su Huangzhou was slightly stunned, and then smiled heartily, "It turned out to be Brother Shang, I have been looking up for a long time!" ”

"Do we know each other?"

"Isn't this an acquaintance, Brother Shang doesn't have to be nervous, I'm not a bad person."

"Do bad people say they're bad people?"

“... Hehehe, Brother Shang is really a wonderful person! ”

Shang Qing ignored him anymore, he raised his feet and crossed Su Huangzhou, but he was surprised to find that there seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of him, and he couldn't step out.

He had never seen such a miraculous technique.

"Xiaoyou, do you have a teacher?"

An old voice exploded directly in Shang Qing's mind.

Previously, Wu Xixuan only glanced at Shang Qing, and saw that he was already a fifth-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm, and he was surprised in his heart, his eyes bloomed, and the light was overflowing, he didn't expect to meet such a jade in this small county office.

He originally wanted to accept Su Huangzhou as his personal disciple, but Su Huangzhou had already cultivated Haoran Qi in his body, so he could only give up. If the young man in front of him is still unpolished, he decided to accept him as a closed disciple, and the Ink Villa can be regarded as having an heir.

Shang Qing secretly ran the sea of qi, and his divine que suddenly surged like an angry wave.

The faces of the two men in the White Jade Pavilion changed drastically, and the purple-robed man wanted to step out of the White Jade Pavilion with one foot, but was bounced back by force.

The more Wu Xixuan looked at it, the more surprised he became, the sea of qi in this sub-divine que was as wide as the sea, and lakes were formed in the air pockets of water springs, mounds, yang ponds, and Lao Palace, so it shouldn't be allowed to be covered with dust!

This closed disciple, Wu Xixuan said that it was accepted!