Three months ago, the buying and selling of poetry and articles in this city was really good, you could do whatever you wanted, and the price was all over the sky, but it would not be lower than two taels of gold, but now, the limelight is weak, and there are more people in the capital who know about it, so it is naturally cheaper, but it is still profitable.

In recent months, several Danqing have sorted out the poems of the twelve flower lords and fairies, and invited many Danqing saints to personally describe the appearance, and the twenty-four flower fairies are described vividly, otherwise how to maintain the high price of two taels of gold.

The peddler opened the book and said to Xia Dongliu, "Master, please see, this opening chapter is all about the newly promoted flower lord fairy, and the poems and articles are all about the flowers and moons, and they are all described...... And the twelve flower fairies in the second chapter, who have been famous for a long time, will be placed in the back...... There are a lot of landscape stories in it......"

"Oh? Do you know the names of these half readers, ......?"

"Ye said and laughed, now the court is banned, but there are still some rumors, Ye can't talk nonsense, today in front of the lord, the small ones are ...... out"

The peddler said softly, standing on tiptoe, "The little one only knows this half of the scholar, surnamed Cao...... The rest is really unknown......"

Xia Dongliu smiled, "That's enough...... What a coincidence, this friend of mine is also surnamed Cao, and he came from afar......"

The peddler smiled politely, not thinking of anything.

"That's ...... you?"

The peddler stumbled and shook the book in his arms.

"Don't worry, didn't you say that there is a fairy landscape story, tell me...... I'll give you the money first, you can rest assured. ”

The peddler hurriedly took ten taels of gold from the young man, and he still didn't believe it.

"Master, so generous, naturally good, the small ones come together to ......"

"No, I don't. Just talk about the Qinglian Fairy......"

Xia Dongliu was joking, Long Qianyue covered her mouth stiffly, her face was flushed, and she didn't dare to laugh openly.

As for the little girl, she had already forgotten the sugar gourd in her hand, and sat on the back of the cow and listened to the words of the hawker wholeheartedly, and was happy, of course, she didn't expect her brother to be so famous now.

Zhuang Yu had a dark face, embarrassed by himself, he never thought that there was today, only then did he understand the palace master's sentence, he will be famous all over the world in the future......

The peddler flipped through the books, all of them were made of good rice paper, colored danqing, and found the page of the Qinglian Fairy, the woman in the painting was not much different from Lian Qing, but there was a lack of aura.

"Yes...... Please see...... This is the Qinglian Fairy, which is said to be the most loved by half of the readers, and has written the most lyrics and articles for it...... This flower fairy is also concerned about him, but unexpectedly, this half of the scholars are more attentive, and they have written poems for twelve fairies one after another, and the same group of fairies have an affair...... It's really a great romance, cruising between the crowds, and the twelve flower lords and fairies are all in love...... It's really the hero of me...... It's just a pity that these half of the scholars don't know why? rejected a group of fairies, it was too undeserved, it provoked the love of the fairies, and pushed it all away, it's really not ......."

"Ahem...... In the end, it is a fairy on the mountain, amazing......"

The peddler hurriedly coughed a few times, and almost burst into a foul mouth, if it was heard by several masters, in case of displeasure, the gold would fly.

Zhuang Yu's eyes slanted, his narrow eyes looked straight at the little guy, "Where did you hear that this person is romantic?

The peddler hurriedly said, "Naturally, this is what I heard from others, the little one can't read a few words, so he can only memorize more and make a living by selling some books......

Xia Dongliu smiled, "Brother Cao, why bother him......"

The little girl nodded happily, "That's it...... It's ......"

Only then did the peddler let go, and he stopped talking, "There is a particularly secret landscape story in the small one, how many masters do you want to hear it?"

"Straight ...... Talk"

The peddler was embarrassed for a moment, "This story charges another money." ”

Xia Dongliu smiled, took out a tael of gold from his pocket, and threw it to the vendor.

"Ye is really generous...... Lord, please look at ......"

The peddler flipped another page, and it was just in time for the fourteenth seat of the Hibiscus Fairy Picture Book.

Xia Dongliu felt bad for no reason, and his heart was abrupt.

"A few masters, please see, this is also a new hibiscus fairy, gorgeous and gorgeous...... This hibiscus fairy has some secrets, please see, the poems in this article must have the same source as those half of the readers, and there is not one person in the back......"

"According to the Danqing Holy Hand in the palace, this person saw the young man surnamed Cao a little later, and his eyes were a little red......

The peddler didn't notice Xia Dongliu's eyes, but he was still talking.

The poems and articles in the back are worse, mostly sweet words, horses and horses read the book, soft grinding and hard soaked in the heart of the fairy, otherwise how can they enter the hundred flowers spectrum, known to the world, these two articles style, one in the sky, one on the ground. Danqing in the palace inferred, most of the time this person knows some tones, belongs to the veteran in the painting, for a dewy relationship, but not as pure as half of the readers, people are really romantic, pen and ink articles are clear, this person is fake romance, nostalgia back and forth......"

Long Qianyue was shocked and speechless.

Zhuang Yu's face turned blue and white for a while, and then when he thought of the blessed land, the young man secretly met the hibiscus fairy.

"Be bold ......," Xia Dong reprimanded.

The peddler, who was supposed to be happy, was frightened and at a loss, so he hurriedly stuffed the books in his hand into the arms of the young man, and ran away with a smoke, where he didn't care if it couldn't be dropped.

As for the hawkers, they make money and buy books, and it's fine, where else care.

"Brother Xia, good Yaxing ......"

The little girl also couldn't close her mouth, and said quietly, "Harming others will end up harming yourself." ”

I'm so happy today.

The purpose of the little girl is that there is me wherever there is something, and there is no too much.

Long Qianyue was also speechless for a while, she knew that she would say a few words, could she have such trouble?

Zhuang Yu picked up the basic books, dusted them, and threw them away, but it was worth hiding a copy for good or bad.

"Let's go...... Brother Xia, go to your house to sit down?"

Xia Dongliu was silent, and now he was angry again, so he went to the front alone to lead the way.

One person was speechless for a long time, walked for half a day, and arrived at the Ministry of Rites.

"Good guy, Xia Dongliu, can we go to your mansion and sit down? What are you doing here to do with the Ministry of Rites? ”

Zhuang Yu said, even if your father is really an official and a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, it shouldn't be so ridiculous, how can everyone enter this important land.

Xia Dongliu coughed a few times, "It's okay, my father is here all year round...... As for the mansion, it has long been deserted...... Don't worry, there is no need for Nanfu Yaxiao here, there is no heaven and earth in it, otherwise you think that the official who is in office will have other places to go?"

Zhuang Yu shook it, even if your father is a big official, there is still something wrong.

Xia Dongliu stepped forward, accustomed to taking out the token from his sleeve, several people successfully entered the Ministry of Rites, and the little official at the door was respectful, the more the young man felt that Xia Dongliu had a powerful father......

The back garden of the Ministry of Rites.

Sure enough, there is no need to be bad in the pear orchard, the small garden is heavy, and it is also very quiet, in the end, it is a place for government affairs, less red bricks and stone tiles, serious and tight.

Several people hurriedly settled, and the girl in the backyard hurriedly arranged the room and prepared the wine and food.

I have been on the road for three or four months, but I am a little tired.

The little girl was still a little worried about the green cow, and she was not allowed to go through the gate, so she was led to the back door by the little official, saying that she came in by a detour, but she didn't come yet.

............

The scholar and the right servant of Shangshu returned from the home of the national teacher and entered the Shangshu Mansion.

The little official at the door hurriedly stepped forward and said about Xia Dongliu.

Shang Shu's face darkened, "This kid is back, and he still brings friends? Don't you really take this as a place? Isn't it a good bird...... I'll take a look. ”

Ai Xueyi followed from afar, and he also wanted to see a wonderful person who was tired of even a right servant.

Passing through the corridors and portals, and passing through the back corridor, the two stepped into Zhuang Yu's manicured garden.

From afar, I heard Shang Zuoqiu Ming shouting, "Stinky boy, where are you and my Ministry of Rites, what kind of fox friends and dogs are fighting in? Now you are still leading the cow, go back to the palace early......

Ai Xueyi was taken aback, and looked at the leisurely young man, not daring to speak, those who don't know are not guilty, but he is different.

The young man looked at him playfully, blinked, and continued to close his eyes.

Xia Dongliu asked, "Uncle, don't be petty...... I just come here once in a while. ”

Zhuang Yu responded and planned to meet the elders, but unexpectedly saw the scholar who was now wearing an official uniform.

Both of them were startled, and smiled at each other.

The little girl was busy pulling the rice in the house, and she didn't come out.

"Lord Shangshu is angry, forgive me for being reckless. Zhuang Yu said.

Xia Dongliu smiled, "It's okay, my uncle is generous...... Stay with confidence. ”

"Who is your uncle......? Where the hell are these goings? The girl in the General's Mansion has been waiting for you to come back and get married......

Long Qianyue was taken aback, and all kinds of flavors were mixed.

"Zuo Shangshu laughed, this matter can't be taken seriously, I'm not a secular person, how can I grow old with her......?

"Then what are you doing to provoke that girl? I don't have any points in my heart? I'm a twenty-five-year-old person, and I'm still like a naughty boy?

The young man rolled his eyes, how can you go up the mountain to cultivate, you have to cut off the red dust? If it is like this, then the fairy is not in vain and pity your youth.

"It's okay, I'll take the time to explain it to her......"

Ai Xueyi, Zhuang and Yu were speechless from beginning to end.

The little girl poked her head out, and suddenly looked at the current scholar, and lost her mind for a while.

"Zuo Shangshu, this is my friend Cao Jiming, whom my peers met......"

Zhuang Yu was about to interrupt Xia Dongliu's words, but he was unexpectedly said by the young man.

Zuo Qiu Ming was startled, and muttered several times in a low voice, the more familiar he felt.

Cao ...... Instant ......"

"Ai Tanhua, this name...... It's familiar......"

Ai Xueyi nodded, but he was not familiar, and he was not the owner of the poetry article in his hand now.

"Oh...... Is it the boiling half of the reader? The poems and articles in our hands are his? I was still discussing them in the National Teacher's Mansion for the first half of the day, and now I have seen the real person?"

Zuo Qiu Ming looked at the young man, and he didn't think it was like it...... can't keep up with the romance, but his eyes are a little weird, dressed in an old white green shirt, a serious young man in the world......

"You are...... Cao Jiming: "Did you write this poem?"

Zhuang Yu nodded helplessly, it didn't look like that......

"Presumably you are also a cultivator...... Tongdongliu is a friend again, live there with peace of mind, don't take what you said before to heart. ”

Shang Shu was polite, and the kid was terrified. ”

Zuo Qiu Ming smiled, "I'm so scared, they're all from the mountains, it's amazing......"

The adults laughed, there are some rules there, and they can't become. ”

"Well, that's a rule. ”

Zuo Qiu Ming is very satisfied with the young man's statement, climbing the mountain to seek immortals, and his original intention remains the same.

Ai Xueyi smiled, "You wait to rest first, let's talk at night......"

Zhuang Yu nodded.

"Do you want to know?"

"Uncle Zuo, this person is the person I said in the national teacher at noon, a classmate and friend. ”

Zuo Qiu Ming nodded, Dashan !!

Zhuang Yu couldn't have imagined that he met Ai Xueyi here, and now those poems and articles must also be known by him, and the future meeting will naturally be more embarrassing, and it will be very difficult to explain it.

Ai Xueyi was also surprised, in just over two years, Zhuang Yu has been in a similar realm to himself, and now he really responded to that words and met in China.

"Brother Cao is really talented, and he has friends all over the world, even the new Longtu Pavilion Bachelor and Right Supplement Que is your friend...... Do you know that this person is the top three who will try in a few years, Tanhua. Xia Dongliu quipped.

Zhuang Yu nodded from afar, "I don't know, time is too fast, it's been almost two years now, I didn't expect to really meet it in the capital, and now I really become a big official." ”

Xia Dongliu was a little curious about what curiosity there was in that Changyou County, could it be that Li Jingsheng, who had abolished his cultivation, had such ability?

In the second half of the day, Ai Xueyi did not look for Zhuang Yu in the future, presumably planning to let him rest for a while.

Zhuang Yu went to bed early.

Following.

The boy habitually wakes up early, moves his muscles and bones, and starts to practice swordsmanship all the time.

The spell is changeable, and it is natural to practice hard, of course, there is no need to talk much about sword practice, cold and summer, empty, Zhuang Yu will endure hardships to practice sword, or close his eyes to recuperate, there is also a small self in the heart lake, desperately practicing sword, never stopping, just to get a day out of the sea, frightening the dragon.

The scholar came over early, and the two met in the small garden.

Ai Xueyi was the first to speak, "Brother Cao is really famous, unruly, and has attracted so many fairies......

Zhuang Yu was stunned, and he thought that the scholar would say such words.

"It's a long story, it's all nonsense, but it's been believed. ”

The scholar smiled, "Now that you are famous, who on the mountain does not know? In fact, the monks of all sizes in this capital also know it, but they are too lazy to talk about it. ”

"Don't talk about that...... I didn't expect that you have been a big official in two years, and you have to be in the top three, Tanhualang, and the official to the bachelor of Longtu Pavilion, but there will be endless books and knowledge in the future. ”

The scholar paced and said, "There are limited people who are not educated, officialdom is like a battlefield, they are all calculating, and some old and immortal stubborn ......."

Zhuang Yu was taken aback, and Ai Xueyi changed.

The scholar looked at the young man who suddenly stopped talking, "What?

"It's okay...... There is nothing clear about the civil and military officials, they are all stubborn things, and there are many people who are insatiable and ......greedy."

Zhuang Yu opened his mouth and pondered for a long time before he said, "You have changed...... You wouldn't have said that before. ”

The scholar nodded, "I thought I entered the imperial court, thinking that the Xia Dynasty still had to be saved, but now it seems that the death of the Great Xia is inevitable, and it is also thanks to Zhang Juzheng, the national teacher, who has worked hard, and there are many villains digging the wall behind him, and the emperor is the same, he is powerless, to put it bluntly, the sect on the same mountain, the power to buy and sell is the majority, and now it can't be recovered, and the entire government and the opposition have a situation of sitting and waiting for death, and there is indeed no external law, which is all criticized from three thousand years ago......"

"You see it so clearly, I don't know it. ”

The scholar shook his head, "How can it be transparent...... Now even the national teacher Zhang Juzheng is powerless, and the general trend of the world is fueling the troubles......"

Zhuang Yu interrupted, "Okay, I won't talk about such officialdom matters, we are cultivators, so we naturally have a state of mind like spring, and we can talk about some magic tricks......

The scholar squinted, "Isn't it a comparison?"

Zhuang Yu was happy, "Naturally, I am very pitiful in this river and lake, I am being pressed and beaten by others, and now I finally met a person of equal strength, who is inactive and uncomfortable......"

The scholar quipped, "Are you sure that the realm is similar to mine, so you are equal?"

Zhuang Yu's face turned dark, looking down on me?

"That's Bibi. ”

The scholar took out a blank picture scroll from his sleeve, "Please ......"

The figures of the two are slightly into the blank picture scroll, and inside is a wonderful realm of half-truths and half-truths, mountains and rivers, so unreal.

"Don't look at it, little Doyle, it's worthless. ”

Zhuang Yu's old face flushed, "Then start?"

The scholar stretched out his hand and motioned for him to make a move.

Zhuang Yu smiled, it seemed ridiculous, but in fact, the lotus villain who was in the person sat on the lotus platform early and "dispatched troops" at any time.

As soon as the young man's thoughts arose, he covered his back with one hand, pinching the true seal without leaving a trace, and the mountains and rivers in the painting suddenly boiled, and the tide rose high, turning into a monstrous water curtain and smashing down the scholar.

The scholar exhaled the folding fan, and the sound of the book in his body was loud, just like the master turning a book, and the folding fan fanned out of thin air.

"The Wind Comes ......"

In the painting, the wind suddenly stopped, blowing the monstrous water curtain back.

Zhuang Yu could no longer stand with joy, quickly spat out the truth, the thought in his heart immediately arose, the water curtain turned into two dragons, the dragons went out to sea, swept over, carrying monstrous majesty.

The scholar nodded, the water method is good.

Then he closed the folding fan, clicked a few times out of thin air, and a "rain order" condensed out of thin air.

Suddenly, the dragon turned into raindrops in an instant, spilling little by little.

Zhuang Yu was shocked in his heart, recollected the rain, turned into a torrent and wrapped around his body, his mind turned sharply, isn't he just so weak?

If the water law can't be achieved, then the thunder law?

The young man rushed away with the torrent of scrolls, and instantly held the scholar together.

"Condensation!"

The torrent turned into a mystery with what he saw, trapping the scholar.

Zhuang Yu is not soft at all, the thunder in his palm is moving, but it is not the aquatic thunder on the Lei Falang book, it can't be on the table, and now it seems to have turned into a little heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, majestic and awe-inspiring, and the overwhelming thunder and mangs coax Xuanbing.

Longhu Mountain Lei Fa, it was really the little girl who secretly said it to Zhuang Yu, and she didn't listen to it.

Unexpectedly, now Zhuang Yu is really making it.

However, in the eyes of Longhu Mountain, the so-called thunder method is not as good as thunder on a rainy day.

The thunder in his hand moved, and the young man pinched it to pieces, and the ice in front of him suddenly exploded.

The scholar looked at the young man leisurely and watched a good show, without staining a single bit.

Seeing each other this time, it's better to miss it, and it's really grown up.

Life is not seen, and it is like a participant.