Time in the town is fast, like the face of the girl who loves to roll her eyes. No, the girl sat on a chair at the counter of the tavern, holding a handful of melon seeds in one hand, and pulling a plate of melon seeds with the other hand from time to time.

Why are these few pieces of candy not enough to eat! The two teenagers around her left one after another, and the girl felt bitter. A moment ago, he was still staring at the beautiful big eyes, rummaging through the candy in the melon seed plate, blinking his eyes, and then he hung his head. When Zhou Zhengqing was sent away in the pastry shop earlier, his face was relaxed, and he waved goodbye in disgust, and now that he has just left, the girl wants to eat a piece of the sweetest sugar in the world, and she has to eat a piece of sweet sugar if she is bitter. The girl complained: "Sister I have been 'taking care' of you day and night, and I have tasted the sinister hearts of all the people for you, but you are good, you secretly took away all the sugar, and didn't keep it for the beautiful girl I met on the road." ”

On the fifteenth day of the first month, he said goodbye in front of his mother's grave during the day, and ate rice balls in the pastry shop at night. Hurriedly said goodbye, in the girl's disgusted gaze and the old man's kind and relieved smile, and in the eyes of Uncle Xu's family, he left this hometown with Mr. Han with his bags on his back.

There are no carriages and horses, only a pair of legs, walking on the spacious official road. Zhou Zhengqing's steps were a little heavy, not because of the heaviness of his mood, but on his wrists, the pair of silver-white 'Qi Kuo' was driven by Zhou Zhengqing to carry out some kind of special tempering for his body in a special state of 'imprisoning' himself.

As early as after Zhou Zhengqing's medicinal bath was completed, Jin Yi had already given it to Zhou Zhengqing, and gave Zhou Zhengqing a set of mental refining methods. It wasn't until the day before he walked out of the town that Zhou Zhengqing successfully erased the last trace of mental strength that the girl forcibly left in order to let him taste the sinister hearts of the people, and successfully refined the bracelet initially.

With that Mr. Han's means, Zhou Zhengqing's physical atmosphere can naturally be clearly seen. Zhou Zhengqing practiced this 'weird' exercise, and this Mr. Han naturally knew about it, and it was all under control. The pair of bracelets is very interesting, the bracelet is in good condition, and the two words are also very good.

The Ming National Teacher, sitting in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, all kinds of big strokes are in the planning of that scholar, although it is intricate, but it is orderly. In a sense, this Mr. Han is the national teacher. The words 'lack of skill' have never existed for him.

At noon, the two sat on the ground, eating the dry food they had brought from home. That Mr. Han looked at Zhou Zhengqing and stopped talking, and couldn't help laughing: "What do you want to ask?" Zhou Zhengqing scratched his head and smiled: "Does Mr. drink?" and then handed over the wine jug on his waist. The scholar took the flask: "Students toast, how can Mr. not drink." Obviously, Zhou Zhengqing made up for a simple apprenticeship. This scholar, whom Zhou Zhengqing has always respected but does not want to have too much contact, has inexplicably become his own husband.

Since Zhao Jiu left, Zhou Zhengqing has no way out, and he doesn't have to worry about anyone's family affairs. Zhou Zhengqing asked himself if he had no ambitions, but some things always need to be carried on one shoulder, and he can only carry them himself. So after Zhou Zhengqing walked into that Mr. Han's courtyard, and when he came out again, he was really going to ask for directions with some people and things.

In the evening, Mr. and the students stayed overnight at the Daming official post. There is a post every fifty miles in the Ming Dynasty, which is convenient for Pegasus to communicate and various officials to pass by and rest. Both of them hold an official certificate in the Ming Army, and the official post along the way will provide a board and lodging.

The man who took care of the food and lodging at the post station was an old man with gray hair and a very tough body, with scars on the back of his hands and face, thinking that he was a veteran of the battlefield, who had seen the official and said hello to an old man of the same age who was in charge of recording the correspondents, and then found two clean rooms. In Zhou Zhengqing's room, on the table in front of the two, a meal had already been prepared, and no drinks were provided.

If those officials and masters, regardless of the big and small officials, it is nothing for the post station to provide drinks, but if a soldier is given a few glasses of wine to his meal, once he misses the errand, or the reckless man who drinks alcohol does something that violates military law, the person concerned, including the post station, will lose his head. This is also a tacit understanding between the Daming Station, both the official post and the private post.

At the end of winter, some dishes are not easy, the rice is enough, the easy-to-store cabbage stewed a few pieces of meat, plus dried meat and two plates of pickles, for ordinary people, it is already a rare thing. The old man in charge of the post station was able to bring out four dishes, which was already for the sake of the two of them dressed up as scholars. According to the old man's original temperament, of course, it is better to save some money, although you don't have to pay for firewood, rice, oil and salt, although you don't have to pay out of your own pocket, but it is the money of the imperial court, the imperial court has fought in the Quartet in the past few years, and it also covers the cost of all Mongolian children in the entire Ming Dynasty to study.

His grandson has already inherited a lot of love from the court, and at this time at home, he has already entered the township school, and he may be able to read a champion in the future. When I was young, I didn't have this good thing to study without spending money, and I just had some strength to work in the field. The old man has always looked up to the scholars. Although it is strange that the two of them have a military degree, both of them have a bookish atmosphere, especially the slightly older scholar.

The scholar served the country in the army, and the old man was even more respectful: "I don't dare to prepare drinks for the two of you, forgive me." I won't bother." Zhou Zhengqing hurriedly spoke: "The old gentleman is a veteran?" The old man who was about to walk out of the house turned around, clenched his right hand into his left chest, and hammered his old bones as if it shook the sky, and smiled: "Jinghe is a veteran who enlisted in the army in the second year, Yuan Xiaozhi." Zhou Zhengqing got up, also clenched his fist with his right hand, slammed his left chest, and gave the veteran a military salute with a crackling sound. The white, older scholar also got up and invited the veteran to take a seat.

The old man named Yuan Xiaozhi sat down at this time, and he didn't take the chopsticks handed over by Zhou Zhengqing, but just grabbed a small piece of jerky: "It's been a long time since I've seen such a pleasing offspring." But I have to warn you that when you go out, especially when you are in the army, drink less alcohol, and if you make a mistake, military law is ruthless. You just enlisted. When I was also your age, I saw a captain greedy for a cup, and as a result, he inadvertently leaked his military information to an enemy spy. The lieutenant was directly beheaded by the general after that, and his body was hung in the barracks for three days before he was allowed to be buried. ”

Mr. Han, who had never spoken much, spoke at this time: "It's a pity. The old man continued: "It's a pity, I've heard people say that the captain charged into battle without ambiguity, and he remembered all the merits, and he would be promoted immediately." However, we are soldiers, there is no such thing as attribution, merit and demerit cannot be offset, I heard that in the end, a large pension was given to the two captains.

It's a pity, but when I fought again, I really haven't heard of drinking and making mistakes. Later, I also exchanged the thief's head for a centurion, and several brothers who were soldiers with me were killed and wounded. If it weren't for a letter from home, saying that I could hold my grandson, I would have gone to be with those old brothers. I couldn't stay idle when I went home from the army, and I bought a lot of land and gave it to my son, so I asked someone to find such a post station close to home, and I thought about doing something for our Daming. ”

Zhou Zhengqing was in awe, he didn't expect that this small post station, which was not too far from the town, had such a veteran. Zhou Zhengqing knew that since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, he had always won the hearts of the people, but he was still very shocked at this time. The old man put the only small piece left in his mouth, and then took the tea in front of him and poured it for himself, and drank it in one gulp: "Old man, I won't disturb the two of you, eat slowly." Enough. The old man got up and drove away.

Zhou Zhengqing got up and watched the old man leave. bowed to the middle-aged scholar who had been worried about the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years: "Zhou Zhengqing thanked Mr. Zhou." The middle-aged scholar generously accepted this bow.

The next morning, when Zhou Zheng woke up, there was a letter on the table, with only three words "left"

Zhou Zhengqing was a little helpless, although he expected Mr. to leave early, but even if he was prepared, he was a little caught off guard. After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, and then eating the breakfast prepared by the inn, he said goodbye to the old man. Zhou Zhengqing tore off the wine jug at his waist, held one of the old man's hands with the other hand, and put the wine jug in the old soldier's hand: "The one inside is my home-brewed, I will give you a drink, and when I come back, I will come to get the jug, and you can bring me some good wine when the time comes." The veteran didn't say a word, his right hand clenched his fist and his left chest slammed, snapped, and gave a military salute. Just like last night. Zhou Zhengqing did not look back to salute, the salute was kept first, and the Ming court issued a military degree to himself, making it clear that he wanted to put himself in the army, and when he came back, he naturally had to make up for this military salute. Don't take a few generals' heads among thousands of troops, how can you be worthy of a veteran.

The bracelet is hidden in the wrist, go out, be careful, in case you give any immortal a look at the bracelet weather, do not be an immortal to be a businessman, buy and sell, you have to fight to the death. The Ming Dynasty had already withdrawn some measures against Zhou Zhengqing, and the spy report was not sent, and the day wandering god was only responsible for the plans of other countries against King Yin, and the night wandering god was responsible for the sinister intentions of people with ulterior motives in the court. All the 'encounters and coincidences' on the road are stillborn. If Zhou Zhengqing really relied on his identity as King Yin to provoke right and wrong, he deserved to die, and the seat in the Ming Dynasty Hall would not be passed on to such a young man who didn't know whether to live or die. The young emperor of the Ming Dynasty only gave his younger brother, the young King Yin, a map, a dagger, and a special degree of the Ming sergeant.

Zhou Zhengqing, who was walking on the official road, had a heavy step, but the speed was indeed not slow. After all, you have to arrive in Kyoto by March. Daming is not small, in several special places, it is necessary to shorten the distance in other ways, calculate the time, and arrive in Kyoto at the last time is Zhou Zhengqing's plan, after all, this kind of thing may be rare in the future. The boy took the kettle from his waist as a wine jug, followed the example of another boy who left the town in the wind and snow, poured a sip, and then coughed out a strong sound, as if the wine was very strong, this young man who could make wine, had never drunk his own wine, only a few sips of fruit wine. Ever since he started making sake himself, he has long been taken over by the boy who is slightly older than him. Hang the flask, which is used as a kettle, back on your waist.

Think about that tavern, originally planned to close before leaving, but the girl who had tasted the sinister heart of the people had to say that it was a pity to close it, and she had to help take care of it, so Zhou Zhengqing gave the key and went by her, but before leaving, the young man left some surprises in the tavern, waiting for the girl to find out one by one. I don't know if the rest of the wine in the cellar is sold out, and Sister Jinyi will make wine! I don't know who will taste the new wine?

Some depressed teenagers continued on their way. Zhou Zhengqing has already planned his daily travel speed, and there is a bracelet engraved with the word "Qikuo" to "nourish his body" at all times, and this speed is just right. The young man planned to cross the Jiangtan County in front, buy some supplies, and then leave the official road and take the path, it was better to be careful alone. The hometown of Yi'an Town is divided into Daming Guannei Dao Bailu County, Lizhou Prefecture. After Lizhou, there is still a state away from the Ming Kyoto.

At the gate of Jiangtan County, a strange person appeared, it was a young monk with a knife, and there were monks with a knife, but this young monk was obviously not holding a knife, the blade was long and narrow, and it just looked average. The monk is dressed in the dust, and his appearance is rare and handsome, which has attracted the attention of many people.

Buddhism was not very prosperous under the Ming Dynasty, and there were only a few monks who became monks. At the beginning, in the turmoil, Emperor Ming Zu rose in the troubled times, overthrew the rule of the Hao Dynasty in one fell swoop, ended the chaos in the northwest of Xiazhou, and strongly suppressed other rebel armies. During this period, there were temples that did not serve production, and lived by borrowing money from the people. At the beginning of the reunification, the Ming Dynasty had insufficient population and less money and food.

As a result, except for a few temples that did have the precedent of helping the world, most of the temples were completely destroyed, and the monks were either returned to the laity or distributed. At that time, the Ming Dynasty was only a land of seven states, and more than 500,000 monks were arrested and released, and many lay monks were not among them. Everywhere the walls to be built, bald heads of hard labor can be seen everywhere. Those who have not cultivated do the work that they have not cultivated, and those who have cultivated have controlled all kinds of so-called vicious talismans, spells, and strange poisons, and each performs its own duties, so it can be said that all beings are equal. During this period, there were people with advanced Buddhist spells who came to stop it, there were local Buddhist practitioners in the Ming Dynasty, and there were even Buddhist people from other dynasties and all over the world, and there were even voices within the Ming Dynasty, claiming that such an atrocity was comparable to the previous emperor.

For a time, the newly established Ming court was put into a bag of verbal criticism, and many monks sat at the gate of the imperial city all day long, relying on their own cultivation, and then there were many people who wanted to discuss Buddhism with the ancestral emperor. The immortal gate and the mortal dust are not at peace. Emperor Zu pretended to be seriously ill, and the edict was not established. For a while, the world fell into chaos again, and several 'ministers of the humerus' who were intimidated by the majesty of the ancestral emperor earlier were all manipulated by some immortal families with ulterior motives, and they showed their disobedience at the mercy of the other six countries.

Buddhism is showing signs of revival. Several princes also competed when they arrived, and the throne was undecided, so they all pushed the eldest son of the emperor to preside over the government, and then each led his troops to suppress the rebellion, and went to the battlefield to fight to the death. What people didn't expect was that the crumbling situation of the Ming Dynasty made people from all walks of life who supported the Ming Dynasty turn the corner before they had time to cry. The suppression of the rebellion by several princes was surprisingly smooth. The reason is that several princes have received help from two strange forces. One side claims to be the god of night travel, and the other side calls itself the god of day travel. Day and night wandering gods provide internal and external intelligence of the Ming Dynasty, and there are many day and night wandering gods accompanying the army to fight against various immortal monks. Daming seems to have changed the world overnight and destroyed the withering and decaying. All monks other than the Ming Dynasty will be killed on the battlefield, and it doesn't matter if they are captured, all the sects are willing to exchange various resources for a life, and the Ming Dynasty welcomes them.

And the words were to the effect: "Immortals, the people in your sect have caused trouble on my territory, and we can be regarded as not fighting and not knowing each other, and breaking the things in my territory, if the compensation of each family is reasonable, Daming is very willing to send it out." Hearing Da Ming's words, many immortal sects with dull faces wanted to lift the table, join forces, and directly destroy Da Ming, but they each received the news and were not allowed to make a move.

Like the main Buddhist temples, after receiving the news, they began to warn several other temples that were not very peaceful. Most of the people who shot this time were Buddhist monks, and as soon as they received the news that they were not allowed to make a move, they all honestly held back their grievances. There are relatively few people in the Daomen, most of them are a few sects that can't figure out the situation, and their brains are hot, and they can't weigh their catties clearly, and the end can be described as miserable and miserable.

The Emperor of the Great Ming Ancestor was 'suddenly' resurrected, said something auspicious from the sky, and began to clean up the situation. The collection of destroyed temples everywhere was given to a few Buddhist temples with lofty virtues and outstanding reputations, which stabilized many high-ranking monks. These are also the only remaining temples in the territory of the Ming Dynasty. Some are temples on the mountain, and some are ordinary temples, but the Ming Dynasty treats everyone equally, and does not take a second look at anyone, and the collection is divided equally. In addition, more than 200,000 monks who have newly entered and left their homes have all been assigned to build river canals, that is, the Mingji Canal that runs through various important waterways in the Ming Dynasty.

Those who have a sect to redeem people, all the gifts are sent out of the country, and no one redeems them, all of them draw gourds in the same way, and some of the hard labor is good, and the canal is repaired together. Of course, the higher the cultivation, the more effort will naturally be produced. Since all parties have stretched out their minions, it is natural to be prepared to survive with a broken tail, if you don't plan in advance, it doesn't matter, Daming can help you plan your plan. As for the secret hands of various countries in the Ming Dynasty, since then, pull out the radish and bring out the mud, clean it up, if you want to infiltrate the Ming Dynasty, it will naturally take a lot of time and energy.

Although hundreds of years have passed, it is still rare to see monks today. After all, after the ancestral emperor destroyed the Buddha, the rules of the monks in the temple were put on the table one after another, so in the Ming Dynasty, there was no certain profound Buddhism and profound virtue, and he could not become a monk. Within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, the laws of the Ming Dynasty have been shrouded in the Dharma. If you want to hear the Dharma, you have to live in the sieve of my Ming Law. Respect the Buddha first and respect the Dharma first, and see the heart and then the nature.

Most of the monks who walked in the territory of the Ming Dynasty were of good character and morality, and their reputation was very different from that of more than 100 years ago. Ordinary people have a good impression of the monk, but the monk's dress is really strange. Washed white blue monk's robe, carrying a bamboo box on his back, holding a knife in his hand, entering from the south gate, and turning in the city, heading north, near the north gate, the monk walked to a noodle stall, unloaded the bamboo box behind his back, held a knife in one hand, and took out six copper coins in the bamboo box with the other hand and handed it to a middle-aged woman on the noodle stall: "Donor, two bowls of noodles."

The noodle stall is not big, close to noon, there are a few noodle eaters sitting scattered, the whole noodle stall is taken care of by two people, the woman is miscellaneous, and the other man is under the board and noodles. When the woman heard this, she took over the six copper coins, a small business, since the monk is eating, not a fate, the woman naturally wants to greet people with a smile and shout: "The little master will go to find a seat by himself, and the face will be good immediately." Then he hurriedly greeted his man: "Two bowls of somen noodles, it's a little master." The young monk held a knife in one hand and a bamboo box in the other, found a seat and sat down, waiting quietly. The woman watched the monk sit down honestly, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the monk with a knife, it is true that he has never seen it, his own family is less to provoke right and wrong, pray that the monk has eaten noodles, and walk quickly, and then hurriedly walked to the front of the board, and told his own man not to offend the monk.

Zhou Zhengqing entered Jiangtan County from the north gate at this time.