Under the clear night sky, Pei Ye was lying on a recliner in the courtyard, a kitten lying in his arms as quiet as a brainless one, holding a book with a candle flame.

Pei Ye thought about it for a long time before he realized that this cat was just a "tool" to complete the fate and prosperity contract.

It is not the body of the dragon, but something that the dragon made up in order to let him "save it", which is probably similar to deliberately losing to children when he played grass fighting with them.

When the people from the state capital arrived later today, Pei Li went to visit, but said that the special envoy from Shenjing suspected that the case had something to do with the purpose of their trip, and asked the state government to ask for the case, so Pei Li could cooperate with them in the investigation at that time.

After talking about business, Pei Ye stayed in the county office and squatted under the hall with a few adults for a light meal, these adults from the state capital were quite warm and cordial, and the titles such as "Shaoxia", "Junjie", and "Hero" were not spared, but Pei Ye really had no ink on his chest, and he was a real hillbilly. I can't understand the poems of praise, and the ancient knights who compare them have never heard of them, even if a few adults don't use them and praise them directly, as long as the words are not careful and elegant, he will be stunned for a while.

After eating a meal of chicken and duck, Pei Ye was inevitably a little ashamed, Chang Zhiyuan smiled and asked him if he wanted to take two books back to read, Pei Ye nodded busily.

Chang Zhiyuan took out two books from the bookshelf, and was about to ask him if he wanted to read "Analects" or "Mencius" first, but when he turned around, he saw the young man holding two volumes of the newspaper and casting a tentative look, and he couldn't help but smile helplessly, and took the two books back with a stomach of recommendations.

At this time, lying in the peaceful courtyard, listening to the insects in Qingyuan, bathing in the warm night, opening the national newspaper in his hand, Pei Liquid will be lazy that he has not seen for a long time.

Skipping the previous political affairs section as usual, I came to the section on the arrival of the missions of the southern nations in Shenjing, which I didn't have to look at in detail last time.

This kind of civil and military exchange, one is to enliven entertainment and increase publicity. After all, if the southern delegation enters Beijing to worship, the people will not care much, but if it is said that which princess is beautiful, which handsome man is more legendary, and even better than a certain genius of my Tang Dynasty, it will inevitably cause circulation, discussion, and even quarrels. Once the quarrel broke out, everyone naturally paid attention to the southern missions that came every year, and subtly planted the friendly cognition of the two sides.

The second is to enhance exchanges in a down-to-earth manner, and under the geographical barrier, there is indeed some fog in the mutual understanding between the two sides in the civil and military arts.

The third is that the viewers pay the most attention, but the official face is more obscure.

Pei Ye is also looking at this.

The editor obviously understands it, and does not discourage everyone's interest, and after a few brief nonsense paragraphs, he recorded in detail the process and results of the civil-military ratio.

At the literary meeting, [poems] and [strategies] were both won by the daughter of the late prime minister, Xu Xuan, and the sage personally took the words for him, and the works of this Wenkui were also attached to the back, Pei Ye was dazzled at a glance and skipped it directly; Wu Bi Shang Datang once again unsurprisingly took the top three, followed by the closed disciple of the head of Qingwei Taoism [Asking the Heart in the Fire] Yan Feiqing, the twenty-seventh generation of the White Deer Palace [Sword Demon] Yang Zhenbing and the Right God Martial Army Si Ge [Sleeping Dragon] Qin Yan.

Yan Feiqing...... Pei Ye gently touched the name, reminiscing slightly.

Just as Cheng Feng admired him, Pei Ye at the age of thirteen or fourteen also had his own admirers.

I remember that the first time I read the crane album that year, it was with Uncle Lin, and the dazzling names on it made him very distressed, so he asked Uncle Lin who was more powerful.

At that time, Uncle Lin pointed to a name written at the bottom and said, "The closed disciple of Qingwei Zhangjiao is just sixteen years old, and he is a genius in Tianzhong. Don't look at him now ranked 889, within two years, he will be in the top 100. ”

In fact, the young Pei Ye didn't know this character, nor did he know the number of martial arts, let alone what he looked like, but he just listened to him really win the seemingly impossible battles again and again as he expected, and watched the name "Yan Feiqing" steadily and rapidly climb in units of one hundred and ten on the crane book where it is very difficult to progress, and those admiration involuntarily condensed into worship.

still remembers Lin Lin said: "You practice martial arts hard, and when the time comes, we will recommend you to participate in the martial arts, and when you arrive in Shenjing, you may be able to see Yan Feiqing alive." ”

At this time, these emotions have long been unfamiliar, and Pei Ye doesn't know where this genius is now on the Crane Book.

can win Wu Kui for the country, at least it is also the top 30, right?

After reaching this position, I'm afraid I can't go up as fast as before, right?

It's a pity that just like the newspaper after a long absence, Pei Li has not seen the crane book in the past three years.

At this time, seeing this familiar name again, the body that recovered from health was a little eager to try, and the ambition of dreaming of being on the Crane Hero Book seemed to have returned, Pei Ye grabbed the sword beside him and jumped up, and danced a set of snowy night flying goose sword style in the courtyard.

After the dance, it still ended with the first style [Cloud Sky Covering Eyes and Lost Feathers], and the sword slashed through a flowing arc and cut into a pear.

Even though he had learned this sword, the wonderful beauty that flowed out of it still made Pei Li's heart sway.

He looked at the white sword body in his hand with some obsession, and muttered, "I don't know what level such a sword style is in this world...... Can it make Yan Feiqing feel some pressure? ”

"The sword from above." Suddenly, a voice like clear water and a cool night came from outside the wall.

Pei Ye suddenly put away his sword and stood up, staring at the hospital wall, just now he didn't feel anyone's prying eyes at all.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything, I just continued what you said." The man stood outside the wall, still in a calm and cool tone, "This sword is cold and deep, the sword moves are already exquisite, and the sword intent is even deeper into the bones, so far it is enough to be called the first-class sword in the world." And what is even more wonderful is that this sword intent is not entangled in oneself, but directly aimed at the enemy. In the "Preface to the Sword of the Washing Pavilion", it is said that "the lower sword cuts the bones, the middle sword cuts the flesh, and the upper sword cuts the heart", and the sharpest point of this sword is that it 'asks the heart with blood'. ”

This sword has appeared in the world for the first time since the old man created it in his heart, and tonight is the second time. In other words, the people outside the wall just stood outside and listened to themselves repeatedly, and then they dissected this sword so thoroughly that Pei Ye was so shocked by this kind of insight that he couldn't speak.

"However, if you want to use it against Yan Feiqing, it is not suitable." The man said again.

Pei Li had long forgotten to explain that he didn't want to be an enemy of Yan Feiqing, so he only asked blankly, "Why?" ”

People outside the wall didn't seem to think how ridiculous it was for a country boy who didn't even have true qi to deal with the enemy Yan Feiqing, but he still said calmly and seriously: "Because what Yan Feiqing is not afraid of is 'conscience'." ”

Pei Ye was suddenly, and couldn't help but scold himself for being stupid - the verdict given to Yan Feiqing by the crane book was a conscience in the fire!