The edict of the Fusang Dynasty, the envoy Gongsun Li, as the second-class official of the imperial court, the power in his hands is actually quite close to the prime minister of a country.

The only difference is that the envoy is in charge of a country's mountains and rivers, and unites a country's Qin Tianjian to equally divide the supervision and management of half of the "national ancestry".

Qin Tianjian is responsible for observing the heavens.

Zhao Shen Division, responsible for local affairs.

The combination of heaven and earth, with people as the media, divides the country into two layers, separates in half, performs its own duties, and takes care of it in an orderly manner.

The national fortune is like the luck of literature, martial arts, and kendo, which cannot be seen or touched. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people in the world to control this metaphysical, big and empty thing.

It is naturally far from enough to rely on someone's mouth, and it is necessary to see the actual changes.

Just like today's edict of the god of the edict Gongsun Li, using the power given by the emperor, he carried three jade medals of the gods of the mountains and rivers that could be given to the little fox without notifying the emperor.

Directly by Gongsun Li himself on the spot after the gods of the mountains and rivers were sealed, he returned to the capital in the future to report the matter to the emperor.

This power, which can be called "cutting first and then playing", is the trust of the emperor of the Fusang Dynasty in the Zhaoshensi.

And as officials of the Zhaoshen Division, they naturally have to afford this trust.

Today, Gongsun Li has sealed a mountain god at the border of the Fusang Dynasty, so within the next half a year, the Zhaoshen Division must clearly see the changes in the national fortunes.

Not to mention how the national fortunes will flourish because of the addition of an orthodox mountain god, at least we need to see that after the mountain roots and water transportation on this side of Junshan join the Fusang Dynasty, the national fortunes of a country will show an upward trend.

You can't seal a mountain and water god, but let the national fortune go downhill, right?

If not, then the consequences of arbitrarily sealing the mountain god without supervision will inevitably give Gongsun Li a hat of dereliction of duty.

In Fuso, especially in the Zhaoshen Division, dereliction of duty is a great sin.

After all, how can a country's national fortunes be child's play?

Therefore, in Gongsun Li's hand, there are only three jade medals issued by the imperial court to the gods of mountains and rivers that can be "sealed first and then played".

Getting the jade plaque symbolizes that the mountain spirits and wild monsters have a name, and they are recorded by the imperial court on the spectrum of the gods and goddesses of a country, and they can be justified and enjoy the respect and incense of the local people openly.

They are protected by the fortune of the mountains and rivers, and they will also be protected by the imperial court.

There may be a celestial master who likes to slay demons and eliminate demons passing by somewhere, and casually slay demons and demons for those mountain spirits and wild monsters who are actually kind-hearted.

But I have never heard of any orthodox mountain and water gods, even if they are born from mountain spirits and wild monsters, no one dares to attack them at will.

After Gongsun Li awarded the little fox Shanjun jade medal, its own cultivation in the cave realm has improved and it has become a spirit of refining the god realm, so in the past, it could only speak with its mouth, but now it can incarnate into a human form.

At present, the girl is transformed into the appearance of a passing fairy I have ever seen, that fairy is young, but the realm is not ambiguous, and she can ride the wind with a sword.

The little fox remembered her appearance at a glance, and made up her mind that if she entered the realm of refining gods one day, she would definitely turn into the appearance of that fairy.

You Changting stood on the branch outside the "obscene shrine", looking at the little fox who was one step ahead of himself and turned into a human, and his heart was full of emotion.

After enlightening, Changting understood that the cultivation of the Tao came and went, and the cultivation was nothing more than a chance.

And chance is precisely something that cannot be touched or seen.

Maybe one day if you step on the shit luck, you can fall into the treasure cave of the fairy master, and if you suck the fairy energy of the fairy master, you can transform yourself and turn into a human form.

It may be like this for a lifetime, seeing the world outside, leaving the former bird's nest and chicken nest, and becoming able to speak, but never really incarnating into a human form.

Throughout his life, he stopped at the cultivation of the cave realm, and there were many, many such mountain spirits and wild monsters.

Wrong. It should be said that in this world, nine out of ten mountain spirits and wild monsters only ended up like this. Like its long pavilion, the mountain spirit and wild monster that can have an obscene shrine is already a mountain, the most favored guy by chance, it is very lucky and content.

Like that little fox, he can even turn from the master of an obscene shrine to a mountain spirit and wild monster who is an orthodox mountain god who has been enshrined by the imperial court, and I don't know if there is a mile in the ten thousand.

However, the little fox has a good heart, and it is not strange that the opportunity to favor the demon more.

Looking at the master of the obscene shrine who cultivated together in the past, he flew up the branch and turned into a phoenix, and the long pavilion handed her a congratulatory look, and then plunged into the soil and went back to his own windy mountain.

There is an old saying in the world, a golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own kennel.

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The Fusang Dynasty edicted the god to envoy Gongsun Li, and he did what he said.

told the champion Yan Wenqing that this matter was handed over to me, and it was really clear to others.

told his subordinate Qin Xiao that he would come back on the seventh day, and he would really return to Beijing on the seventh day, not much in one day, but not a lot in one day.

A feudal envoy came in person, and there was a superintendent of the construction of the Shanshui Ancestral Temple, so naturally the process of transforming an obscene temple into an orthodox mountain shrine temple became much smoother.

There is not even a prefectural ordinance in the local area.

It was the heads of several villages in the neighborhood, each of whom shouted that one party was in charge, and everyone united to hold a meeting.

During the whole meeting, Gongsun Li didn't say a word, and gave full authority to Qin Xiao, the superintendent of the Shanshui Ancestral Temple.

Those mountain people listened attentively and didn't even mention a question.

They only know that the fox they have believed in for more than ten years is now considered to be soaring and has become an orthodox mountain god recognized by the imperial court.

It is enough to know that this is a good thing, good for everyone.

After going back to the meeting, it is still time to plant the land, dig the soil, and dig the soil.

In fact, there is no need to make any changes to that obscene shrine.

Its own scale is not far behind other landscape temples in the territory of the Fusang Dynasty.

It's just been a lack of a name. Now Gongsun Li has come and given it a name.

Outside the obscene shrine, Gongsun Li borrowed a wooden ladder from the villagers, tremblingly climbed the wooden ladder, and personally inscribed the plaque of the temple of the temple of the Waiting Jun Mountain Shrine.

Wait for Junshan Mountain Temple.

The six characters were done in one go, and they never stopped, but they were not wild grass, but upright regular script.

The superintendent of the Shanshui Ancestral Temple, Qin Xiao smiled and flattered: "Lord Gongsun is really good at writing. ”

Gongsun Li just smiled at the time, saying that if you had inscribed thousands of orthodox landscape temples in the entire territory of the Fusang Dynasty, you could too.

The candy sellers in the city have been doing their jobs for decades, getting better and better day by day, and in the end, the candy men that blow do not need tools to measure, and they are all exactly the same size, wide and narrow.

The lady with facial paralysis, who has been scratching noodles for decades, two, two, three, two, three, two, three, two

The old gentleman who grabbed the medicinal materials in the pharmacy tore open the drawer without looking back, and he also had to grab the medicine one by one, only once, saying that it was one or two dollars, and it would never be possible to get out one more money.

The swordsman has made a sword a million times, and in the end, he can not find the key point, where the sword is, where is the opponent's key point.

In the world, no matter how difficult it is, it is difficult to be serious.

That is, the cliché, without him, only the hand is familiar.

After reading 10,000 books, it is difficult to write without a god, and after walking thousands of miles, the pace is not slow.

Maybe the only thing that has done a lot but never done well is to know people.

Knowing people, even if you have known thousands of people and read countless people, it is still possible to be planted in the hands of one person in the end.

In this matter, throughout the ages, many emperors and generals have failed to do this well.

There is an old saying among the people who know the face but do not know the heart.

In fact, if you think about it, it's not that person is too evil when he's evil, it's that person is too good when he's good.

Many people selectively ignore the evil of that person and focus only on the goodness of that person.

Maybe it's just that when we met for the first time, an innocent smile was enough to overshadow the countless bad words and evil things from now on.

Maybe it's not how difficult it is to know people, but in the end, I have fought with people thousands of times, but I don't want to fight with you.

If someone is destined to give me a sword, then I would rather be the one who handed the sword, it is you.

The matter of planting a heel, such as the Taigong fishing, the wisher will take the bait.

It's a fish that wants to lose in your hands.

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A young man in a black and red brocade coat practiced swords on the edge of the Hanging Temple.

Stepping on the top of those pavilions that wind on the edge of the cliff, if one of them is unsteady, he will fall down and break his bones.

The paper man had nothing to do, and he forgot his worries with the little novice, and was sitting under the tree and roasting the fire.

Abbot Liyun clasped his hands together and paced back and forth in the courtyard, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha.

When the time came, the little novice forgot his worries and slowly got up, and said to the paper man without anything: "Nothing to do, the little monk should go to ring the bell, please wait a while, let's talk about what it means to 'have good in the heart but not good, and no evil in the heart but not evil'." ”

The paper man has nothing to do recently, followed Li Zijin to practice in the Hanging Temple, and was wrapped in bursts of Sanskrit sound and the abbot Liyun's chanting of the Buddha all day long, and he unexpectedly broke the realm, and now the little guy is already a Qi refiner in the Qi Condensation Realm, and he has gone further than other pale paper people.

Nothing to do to learn from the little novice who forgot his worries, his hands were folded, Amitabha Buddha said, and he watched the little novice walk towards the bell tower.

On the other side of the cliff, the young swordsman stepped on the edge of the pavilion and threw a sword into the air.

I didn't see how the Cuiqu sword came out of the sheath, but in the blink of an eye, the sword disappeared into the sheath, and then, the Cuiqu ancient sword fell from mid-air out of thin air and fell straight into the young swordsman's sheath.

Listening to Li Zijin, that sword trick is called Zangfeng.

It is like a sword that is both introverted and extroverted, revealing contradictions inside and out.

is very similar to Li Zijin, and the sword is like his person.

Sometimes, the knowledge and swordsmanship in his heart will fight with each other and contradict each other.

After the sword was put into the sheath, Li Zijin stepped on his toes from the pavilion and fell into the courtyard, his sleeves fluttering, and his temples on both sides were blown by the wind, just like the long-famous swordsman, walking the rivers and lakes, and his gestures were all romantic.

The young man walked towards the "coincidence" of the abbot Yun clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha, and after greeting, Li Zijin said: "Recently, thank you Abbot for taking it in, over there in the merit box, I donated some broken silver, and I hope that the Hanging Temple can laugh." ”

The young man's words were skillful, not to mention letting Yun Xiaona, which was a sign of respect for this master. Knowing Abbot Yun's personality, he knows very well that most of the dozens of taels of silver in the merit box will be distributed to the poor families under the mountain.

The monk squinted and smiled, and he really smiled, but he just broke through the mystery and said, "The little donor is about to set off?"

"I came to inform the abbot, and I left. Li Zijin nodded.

The paper man jumped on the young man's shoulder, and it goes without saying that he can go anywhere, don't leave me behind.

Abbot Liyun smiled: "It's okay, when I saw the little donor's eyes full of confusion and hesitation in the courtyard that night, the poor monk knew that the little donor was 'lost'." Now that we have seen the way forward, it is natural that we should leave earlier. ”

Li Zijin saluted to Abbot Yun again, "Thank you Abbot for his guidance." ”

The monk smiled and shook his head, "Thank yourself." ”

Before the young man turned around, the monk said: "Since you are going down the mountain, the poor monk wants to give you a ride, and I hope that the little donor will not refuse." ”

Li Zijin was stunned, but he nodded and agreed, and walked towards the outside of the Hanging Temple with Abbot Yun.

After both of them crossed the threshold of the Suspense Temple, a melodious bell sounded behind them.

"······Oooo

I was shocked and refreshed.

The young man turned his head and looked at the bell tower in the Hanging Temple, only to see the little novice lying on the railing of the bell tower, stretching out his hand to wave it at him and nothing.

Li Zijin shouldered, the paper man has nothing to do, that is, the realm cultivation is not enough, and he has not incarnated into a human form, otherwise he must have cried goodbye to his friends with a handful of snot and tears.

The young man smiled knowingly, waved his hand lightly towards the bell tower, and shouted: "Forget the worries little master, let's meet again!"

Xiao Shami smiled brightly, "See you soon." ”

Abbot Liyun said softly: "Amitabha." ”

Sending Li Zijin down the mountain with nothing to do, standing at the gate of Jieguang Mountain, the barefoot monk no longer moved forward.

"Send you a thousand miles, and you must say goodbye in the end, and the poor monk will be sent here. Liyun said: "May the little donor have a smooth road ahead and a bright future." ”

The boy folded his hands one last time towards the monk, then turned to take his leave.

I also have to go to the mountain temple of Jieguang Mountain to say goodbye to the mountain king Ruoyi and the elder brother of Dao Short.

Outside the temple of Jieguang Mountain, Li Zijin stepped in and found that the number of pilgrims today has gradually increased.

The boy sighed, feeling a little guilty in his heart. It seems that a while ago, it was really because of Jiang Xiang's recuperation that the king of the Cutting Light Mountain ordered the temple to close the door for a short time, and not let the pilgrims come in to worship the incense.

I have been in Jieguang Mountain for a few months, and I don't know how much incense I have lost to that woman, and I am guilty of sin.

The temple wishes that the temperament of the short has changed greatly, and he is no longer as before, just knocking on his own legs and being happy on the side, but receiving these pilgrims quite politely, providing incense and candles of different sizes to the pilgrims in an orderly manner, and patiently introducing and explaining everything about the Cutting Light Mountain and the Cutting Light Mountain Temple for some of the guests who came to the mountain temple for the first time.

Li Zijin looked at this scene, with a smile in his eyes, and after thinking about it, he withdrew one foot that had already entered the mountain temple.

The young man felt that Dao Short and Wang Shanjun's lives had returned to the right track, and now that he was leaving, it was inconvenient to disturb the two of them.

Come quietly, and go quietly.

Li Zijin turned around and carved farewell words with his sword scabbard in the snow outside the mountain temple.

Xiaokai and his party in the snow, Wang Shanjun, the short brother, goodbye.

The golden body in the mountain temple blinked.

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A year flies.

It has been a year since I left Jinhuai City and left the Flying Snow Inn.

Li Zijin had nothing to do with the paper man, and spent a Spring Festival in the capital of the Fusang Dynasty and Luojing.

A swordsman, a paper man, the two were in the inn, looking at each other and smiling bitterly.

There is nothing to do, and Li Zijin is called to find a daughter-in-law as soon as possible, so that the family will be more lively in the future.

Li Zijin rolled his eyes and said that he didn't even have a home, how could he find a daughter-in-law?

Then the little guy suddenly realized: "Yes, Li Zijin, I found that you don't even have a nest, and you are blind with such a handsome swordsmanship." ”

The young man smiled and asked, "Only Jianjun, people are not handsome?"

"Do Jun. Nothing happened to look at the young man's hand, which was already holding the hilt of the sword, and could only say something with a clear conscience.

The young man smiled with satisfaction: "I like to listen to the truth." ”

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

During the Spring Festival, the two decided that they couldn't stare dryly in the room, and decided to go to the street to find some excitement.

Nothing said that since it was going to be lively, why didn't you go to the Qinglou to eat flower wine.

Li Zijin patted the back of its head with a smile and said that children don't learn well in a day.

Naturally, it was impossible to eat flowers and wine, and the young swordsman carried two swords on his back, one of which was wrapped in fine brocade, and the Wen sword Cangjie was tightly entangled in the wind and snow.

The other outside is the green canal.

The land of Gyeonggi is very lively, and the sons and brothers on the street who wear fox furs to keep out the cold are all handsome and chic, and those rich ladies in heavy robes are all bright-eyed and bright-toothed.

Since ancient times, there have been many handsome men and beautiful women.

It's not that all the handsome men and women in the world are from the capital, but the handsome men and women in the world are running to the capital.

There may be people who come here to make a living, some people may migrate with their parents and ancestors, and some may be princesses and princes who were left behind after the defeat of the previous dynasty.

It's all possible.

At the wonton stall in the bazaar, the young man shouted a bowl of wontons, and originally wanted to shout a bowl of meaning for nothing, but the little guy has a good way to run the family, saying that it is not easy to make money now, so let Li Zijin save some, lest he really can't marry his daughter-in-law when he gets it, so he has to fight a bachelor for the rest of his life, how miserable.

The young man took a bite of the wonton and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "It seems that if you save a bowl of wonton money, you can marry a daughter-in-law." Love to eat but not to eat, not to eat and pull down. ”

At the next table, there are two girls, Xu is the daughter of the big family, because when the two of them are sitting at the wonton stall waiting for the wontons to be served, there is still a carriage guarding next to them, and there are several attendants with swords on their bodies.

The two girls, one of them, named Liu Yuanqing, is the daughter of Liu Yuanlang, the waiter of the Fusang Dynasty's Ministry of Rites, and is now seventeen years old.

The other girl, with no angularity or angularity, had a little ingenuity on her face, as if the master craftsman had carved it out of jade.

This woman is a little older, nineteen years old, named Guo Muxue, green silk is draped on her shoulders at will, with a faint fragrance on her body, it is in the territory of the Fusang Dynasty, a mountain sect called Xingxinglou, the daughter of the sect master, and now she is a Qi refiner in the realm of the Cave Mansion, or a sword cultivator, with outstanding talent, it is said that she has been passed down by the sect master of the Star Picking Building, after all, it is a father-daughter relationship, and the swordsmanship is similar to the name.

This fairy on the mountain, her appearance is naturally far better than that of ordinary mortal women, and in the middle of the city, she has attracted the attention of many men, but because of the identity of the other party's sword cultivator, there is no guy who is not open-eyed, and he dares to be bored.

The two girls have a very good personal relationship, and the Xingxing Tower is the nominal worship sect of the Fusang Dynasty, and the elders of the two families often come and go, so the juniors of the two families often move around with each other.

Li Zijin has to sit down first, so eat wontons in one bite first. When Liu Yuanqing and Guo Muxue were waiting for the wonton to come, they had nothing to do, so they heard the conversation between the black-shirted young swordsman at the next table and the pale paper figure on the table, which sounded quite interesting, and the two girls looked at each other and smiled.

It's just that the child-like Liu Yuanqing smiled more cheerfully and grinned. And Guo Muxue, who is older next year, smiled subtly, she covered her mouth and smiled.

"Sister Guo, I look at that son, who is dressed in brocade clothes, with a sword and jade on his back, and looks handsome, he shouldn't be shabby, how does it sound, even eating a bowl of wontons is enough to choke, is he really so poor?" Liu Yuanqing stuck to Guo Muxue's ear and whispered.

That Guo Muxue glanced at the young swordsman at the next table, turned his head to Liu Yuanqing's ear, and said: "My sister doesn't know, in this capital, there are mixed fish and dragons, and there are three religions and nine streams, and some people are swollen and fat, and they can't say that the brocade clothes and jade cards on their bodies are all borrowed from relatives and friends."

They don't dress up like dogs, how can they trick an ignorant girl like my sister into making a promise? My sister should be careful when she sees this kind of guy in the future. I heard from my fellow sister that I used to meet a negative man in the capital, claiming to be the son of a wealthy businessman, who came to Fusang to help take care of business, and said that it was love at first sight with my fellow sister, and that I would follow my sister to the mountain to cultivate, and from then on be an enviable pair of fairy couples.

My fellow senior sister, is a simple-minded good person, never went down the mountain, the first time I went down the mountain to practice, I met the negative man, look at him is not bad, and brocade clothes, not like a bad person, so he put his heart and liver with his body, all together to that person, who knows that the guy later went up the mountain with the senior sister, three days and two heads ran out, saying that the family's business needs manpower, and his eldest son can not help it.

Later, the senior sister once had an extra heart, used an invisibility charm, and followed the negative man down the mountain, only to discover his ulterior secret. Where is it to help the family take care of business, it is clear that I went to the Qinglou to eat flowers and wine, it is said that I still stole my senior sister's fairy money, as well as the magic weapons on the mountain, and sold gold and silver in the mortal world, and then went to the flower street and willow lane to be chic. My senior sister was so angry that she almost killed herself on the edge of the cliff, but fortunately she was saved by another senior sister in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. My sister should be careful of such people. ”

After hearing this, Liu Yuanqing first wanted to cry, then wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and scolded viciously: "That man is really not a fucking thing!"

After speaking, the two girls looked at the brocade-clothed young swordsman at the next table, what did they think, how was it unpleasant, and they felt that this person was not the same kind of person who deceived Guo Muxue's senior sister?

Li Zijin was sitting next to him, the pot came from the sky, eating wontons well, and suddenly found that the two girls at the next table were not quite right, he looked down at his body, and there was nothing dirty?

It's weird.

After eating the wontons in three or two bites, the boy immediately checked out and left.

After walking forward for a while, he noticed that someone was following him.

It's those two girls.

What Li Zijin didn't know was that just now, Guo Muxue and Liu Yuanqing had already imagined him as a villain, and felt that the villain had finished eating the wontons and was determined to go to the ignorant girl to attack, so the two planned to "eliminate harm for the people" and quietly followed him.

An oolong starts with a bowl of ravioli on the side of the road.

Li Zijin stood under the eaves, suddenly stopped, and caught a snowflake.

He turned around and smiled at the two women who were not far behind him.

The snow covered the black clothes, and the young man stood still in the snow, suddenly looking back, smiling kindly, as if winter had not gone and spring had arrived.

Fairy demeanor, extraordinary bearing.

This smile made the two women's hearts flutter.

The two of them blinked again, and there was no one under the eaves, only a piece of lonely snow remained, slowly falling.