The morning sun shines through the bustling Chang'an, the streets and alleys are long and noisy, the voices are noisy and noisy, on the other hand, the hibiscus pool is quiet and pleasant, the fallen autumn leaves swirl and drift to the ground, the toad Taoist lies under the tree and yawns a few times, sleepy eyes look at the children sitting on the small stool in the distance, reading and reading, a reading comes, 'Hmm~~' yawned again, changed the posture and closed the toad eyes again.

The Taoist swept the fallen leaves on the stone steps, walked over there on his shoulder, occasionally stopped with a broom, watched the scholar with his hand walk past the group of children, read a paragraph by himself, shook his head, or forget it.

Sitting on the threshold, Zhu Gang squinted, his big hands held small embroidery, stitches and threads were threaded on it, embroidered with clouds, the moon was in the sky, and the silhouette of a woman with fluttering sleeves had not yet been formed.

"It's time to eat. ”

Soon, the scholar who was holding his hand over there smiled and waved his hand at the immature little faces that Qi Qi looked up, and a group of children sitting behind him suddenly got up, picked up the books, and galloped to the attic with joy.

In the main hall of many round tables, Zhu Erniang kept busy, scooping vegetables and rice, and Hong Lian took the dishes and brought them to the table, and the children who came in were no longer afraid, holding the dishes and chopsticks with the fluffy forks with both hands, and politely thanked her, so happy that Zhu Erniang grinned and showed a row of sharp teeth.

A table of small people with chopsticks quickly shaving rice, a little rice is reluctant to fall, Zhu Gangguan is satisfied with the backstairs, take out the embroidery while there is still time, and embroider some.

In the square outside the building, a scholar in a green shirt took the book on the table, shook the scabbard the size of a thumb on his waist, walked through the shade of the tree over there, and took the sleepy master in his hand and put it on his shoulder.

"Master, go back to the house and sleep. ”

The Taoist who followed with a broom smiled and picked his chin: "In the past two days, you have been in a good mood?"

"Aren't you happy to keep painting on your face?"

Lu Liangsheng smiled, went to the attic, reached out and touched Mingyue's bun standing by the door, and put the book in his hand on the villain's outstretched hands.

"Why don't you go in and eat?"

"Hmph, I don't eat with them. Mingyue glanced at the commotion inside, and the children looked over and beckoned to him, Mingyue quickly put her face away, held the book and raised her little face, and ran to the stairs with a bang.

"This kid ....."

Lu Liangsheng shook his head, walked through the main hall, and the children who were eating were together, with food in their mouths, or with dishes and chopsticks in their hands, and shouted respectfully: "Sir!"

"Don't talk when you eat, hurry up and finish eating, so you can play!"

Lu Liangsheng watched them press his hands, nodded with a smile at Zhu Erniang over there, returned to the attic, put the master on the couch, covered him with a quilt, and sat down at the desk.

"So rush back, do you know the situation over there?"

The horizontal sword surface, the carved lines wander all the time, and the voice of Pudu Cihang is clearly heard on it.

“....... It was too cold over there, I didn't notice anything, I dropped my things and gave them to your apprentice, and the Dharma Master rushed back. ”

"Didn't see anything?"

"See, your apprentice still has blood on his body, his spirit is sluggish, and there are many other people, all of them are rushing to die! If it weren't for this Fazhang, they would really be dead!"

Lu Liangsheng grabbed the hilt of the sword, threw the still chattering Moon Hazy Sword behind, flew into the scabbard in mid-air, although the words were unknown, but looking at the tone of its voice, there should be no big problem, if it is difficult, Yue Hao will not sit idly by, after all, it is not just a simple spirituality, judging the situation It will still be.

The war report will be sent back quickly, and it will take more than ten days to say the least, so we should hurry up and teach these children. ’

Thinking about it, Lu Liangsheng got up and was about to go downstairs for lunch, and when he walked to the door, the open window lattice behind him creaked and groaned, and a gust of wind drifted in with a dead leaf, and staggered down to the desk.

The scholar picked up the maple leaves of the five corners, there was no such tree in the forest near Wanshouguan, and his eyes couldn't help but look out the window.

"Childe, let's go downstairs to eat!"

The voice of red mercy sounded outside, the woman pushed the door open and came in, where was the figure of the scholar in the room, tilted her head suspiciously, and looked at a maple leaf quietly placed on the table.

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In the east of Chang'an, the undulating mountains are yellow and green, there are still a lot of pedestrians and tourists who come and go to Lishan at this time, the tea shop in the past, but I didn't meet the little fluttershy who came out to buy tea, along the stone steps that often go to the old mother temple, on the stone steps of the sections, the moss is yellow, in front of the temple door, an old woman with a cloth towel came out of it with a basket, looked at the smiling scholar, snorted, turned around and walked to a path next to it.

'Uh..... Am I upsetting my mother?'

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There were birds chirping in the woods, jumping around on the branches, blinking at the old women and scholars walking on the path, and then flying down the branches, and the old woman who was walking slowly in front reached out to catch the birds, and sat down on a dead tree lying next to her.

"Mother. ”

Lu Liangsheng followed, saw the old woman teasing the bird with an expressionless face, ignored him, smiled and went over to carry the basket on the ground, walked to the roots of nearby bushes, picked some wild vegetables and mushrooms at random and put them in.

"Don't put everything in there, you want to poison the old body, don't you?"

Soon, the voice of Lishan's old mother sounded, and Lu Liangsheng stopped his hand and slapped the mud crumbs on his hand with a smile: "The old mother is finally willing to talk to Liangsheng?"

"If you don't speak, the basket will be filled with you. ”

The old mother of Lishan released the bird in her hand, and picked up the wooden staff at her foot in anger and tapped the scholar's shoulder, "You, you are too careful, just like the old man talking, deceiving the heavens." ”

Sure enough, the old woman was not hidden from the old woman about the fact that the painting had asked Yuehao to take to the northwest.

Seeing that it had been pierced, Lu Liangsheng also said bluntly, carried the basket over, and squatted beside it: "Mother, I grew up on this land, ate the grain grown by the people, and drank the water from the rivers reclaimed by countless people, I don't want the soldiers on this land to suffer too many casualties........"

"As long as you can!"

The old mother showed rare emotions, like a loving mother teaching her son, and poked her finger at Lu Liangsheng's head: "Sooner or later, if you are seen by the way of heaven, you will regret it." ”

Lu Liangsheng smiled and bared his teeth, rubbing the place where the old woman had poked.

"Maybe the way of heaven is also on my side? All living beings in the world must always have a side to protect them. ”

Lishan's mother looked at the scholar, sighed and shook her head, stood up on crutches, didn't let Lu Liangsheng help her, and walked slowly to the front.

"The way of heaven is ruthless and desireless, otherwise people and gods would have coexisted in the same realm long ago, good life, don't do too many things that violate the way of heaven, cultivate your way well, you have a big thing to do in the future......"

Lu Liangsheng stopped, stunned for a moment, the so-called big thing, he is not at ease, there will always be one or two major events waiting for people on the road they have walked, since he came here today, he just asked about the dream he dreamed of last time, and he couldn't say .......

As soon as this thought flashed, the old woman in front of her turned around and shook her head.

"Don't ask, something is asked, and it changes. ”