After three rounds of drinking, the head of the Wang family had a whim to go to the snowy clouds to see what was going on. Although Wang Daxue and Zhuge Chen did not have particularly enthusiastic ideas, they also felt that this proposal was good.

The three of them were not stupid people who liked to talk on paper, and immediately took the flask and walked out of the house. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, but you don't need to drink, go straight to the sky, where the high place can win the cold!

After about an hour, the three of them returned happily. The original pot of wine was also drunk cleanly.

The head of the Wang family, who hadn't drunk so happily for a long time, burped and said, "Today...... I'm so happy!"

Wang Daxue cautiously leaned over and said, "Family master, don't you blame me for secretly taking out your wine and drinking it?"

The head of the Wang family sneered: "If you don't say it, I forgot it, and I will come back to my house." ”

The three of them talked and laughed and cleaned up the mess in the house, and finally threw Zhuge Chen outside the house. When he came back, Wang Daxue's wail sounded in the room next to him. Zhuge Chen smiled unkindly and lay on the bed.

At this time, the snow outside the window has stopped, but with today's snow, when all the snow melts, maybe the next snow will follow. In the harsh winter of this capital, the wind and snow do not stop, but it is not a good thing.

It's the first time that you can be interested in appreciating the snow, and again, who can stand the cold?

That's why there is a saying about the first snow, Zhuge Chen saw it, and he couldn't stay in the capital for a few days. went to the south where the Wang family was located, and all the way south, it became warmer and warmer, and even the fox fur could be taken off.

Tonight, dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no stars in the sky. Zhuge Chen touched the Sanchen Sword beside him on the bed, and thought of the sword man. The opponent's sword aura was far from majestic, but the sword intent that overwhelmed the sky really made Zhuge Chen fascinated. It's a pity that he has no realm now, and so far, he can only condense a little bit of sword qi. If he is as stingy as he is, he is reluctant to squander.

Thinking wildly, Zhuge Chen fell asleep.

Although the drinking last night was far from getting drunk, because there was no trivial matter, Zhuge Chen still slept for a long time before waking up. Opportunities like this are rare. Even if you don't look for cultivators, you don't need to meet anyone in this capital.

Zhuge Chen, who relaxed his mind, picked up a book after getting up, and didn't read it too seriously. The stories written in the book are not very interesting, they are nothing more than the interesting stories of a practitioner who is very famous, but has already died. It is precisely because there is no way to verify that people can arrange how they want.

Sometimes after reading it, Zhuge Chen will think that if such a person can be in this era, whether it is a god king or a saint, he is not the enemy of the other party at all. Unless two or three human immortals join forces, they can barely fight with them. Of course, it's just a story, it's good to be interesting, and Zhuge Chen won't be more serious than that.

There was tea beside him, Zhuge Chen raised his hand and raised the teacup to take a sip. At this moment, he looked up and saw Wang Daxue with a blue nose and swollen face.

Zhuge Chen smiled maliciously and said, "What's wrong with Daxue, why was he beaten like this?"

Wang Daxue sighed and sat on the chair beside her. Before he could sit still, he jumped up from the chair again, as if touching the wound on his body: "Brother Chen, don't laugh at me." Isn't my brother stealing wine just to get drunk with you? As a result, he drank too much last night, and after that, he didn't get any lighter, and I became like this. ”

Zhuge Chen no longer laughed at Wang Daxue, but said softly: "The head of the family loves you so much, he won't kill you." It's just a little injury, how can you say that he is also a cultivator of the Heavenly Mandate Realm, and he will be able to heal his injuries before tomorrow. ”

"That hurts too!" Wang Daxue said sadly: "Next time something like this, I won't do it." Brother Chen, remember me well, hurry back to the academy tomorrow, and don't forget to invite me to drink. Just your pot of immortal brew, is there anything else?"

Zhuge Chen was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said a rolling word. Dare to steal alcohol and be beaten, the purpose is to cheat the drink. But the key is that he really has no immortal brew, and Wang Daxue's good wishes can only be disappointed. If there is, of course Zhuge Chen will not hide it privately. How much is a pot of wine worth? No matter how expensive it is.

Just when the two were chatting, the head of the Wang family walked in, Wang Daxue was like a great enemy, but unfortunately he wanted to run at this time, but he couldn't run.

The head of the Wang family glanced at Wang Daxue, and didn't say anything to him, but put a piece of red paper in his hand on the table, and then said, "The prince held a banquet on the Yanqing River tonight, and specially invited the two of you. It's hard for me to refuse the affairs of your younger generation, so I helped you two to deal with it. Just go for a meal, it won't take long. I'll go out later. You eat this pill first in heavy snow, and the blue nose and swollen face are insulting to the family style in the past. ”

Wang Daxue sighed, looked at the emerald green pill, and said miserably: "Since you know, family master, why did you beat me so hard yesterday!"

The head of the Wang family did seem to have something to do, and he had no interest in chatting in the past, so he snorted coldly and said: "Come on, don't sell it miserably, just eat it quickly, it's nonsense." ”

Zhuge Chen stood up and took the red paper and looked at it. There is a line of words printed on it, and at the bottom, the names of him and Wang Daxue are written. The prince's banquet, and it was before the emperor's birthday banquet, is a very intriguing thing in itself.

But that emperor Zhuge Chen has seen that he is in the prime of life, and there is still a long time before he abdicates. At least three or five years in power, the crown prince can only sit in his current position and be afraid. If one day he did something wrong and annoyed the emperor, his place would be placed under his brothers in an instant. Falling from the sky to the bottom is never a slow thing.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Chen opened his mouth and asked, "What is the head of the family going to do?"

"The military department said that they would discuss the matter of entering the army today, and I can't help but participate in this matter. Many of them have never been to the battlefield at all, let alone understand the specifics of the conflict between the two countries. Every time, you have to pretend to understand and point fingers. I can't always make them feel good about themselves, I have to kill their spirits. The head of the Wang family said: "It's a pity that this is not the south, otherwise I would have smashed the knife on the table, and they would not dare to talk nonsense with me again." ”

"Head of the family, be cautious in your words and deeds. Zhuge Chen reminded softly. After all, the head of the Wang family is not a person from the rivers and lakes in the real sense, and since he is in this position, he can't do everything as he pleases. At least compared to Zhuge Chen's behavior, there are no taboos, if you kill the son of the prime minister, you will kill it, and if you say that you will break into the horse mansion, there are still a lot of rules and regulations around the head of the Wang family.

"Don't worry, Zhuge boy. At the very least, I have my prestige in this officialdom. Even if those gossip officials who have nothing to do all day really go crazy with me, the emperor will ignore it. After the head of the Wang family said this, he turned around and left the house: "It's you, you went to the prince's banquet on the Yanqing River, but don't cause any more trouble." Drink wine and eat meat. Especially you, Zhuge boy, I don't want anything to happen to force your way into the palace to reason with the prince. ”

Zhuge Chen nodded and agreed: "There are many cultivators in the palace who are not inferior to Ma Mansion, and the realm is not low. I'm a waste now, and I'm powerless!"

Hearing him speak like this, the head of the Wang family knew that today's prince's banquet would definitely not end peacefully. But he had been plagued by the headache of sending troops at the moment, so he simply ignored it. Anyway, with Wang Daxue following, the two of them will not have to worry about their lives. What's more, he has always thought that Zhuge Chen is not a person who likes to show off, and his anger always carries his own impartiality reason.

Even if it really makes trouble in front of the emperor, a prince who says that he will be abolished will not be able to turn up the storm.

After the head of the Wang family left, Wang Daxue said to Zhuge Chen: "Brother Chen, should we go?"

"Of course. Zhuge Chen said with a smile: "It's a good thing to eat and drink, so fools don't go." You and I are not stupid, can we miss such a good opportunity? Hurry up and pack up, change into clean clothes, and get ready to go. ”

Wang Daxue opened his mouth and said, "It's a little too early to go, right?"

"Good things don't come early. Zhuge Chen said softly, and then walked back to the house, took out his saber rubber pillar and Sanchen sword, and hung one left and one right on his waist: "I have a hunch that Shangxue will also go." I naturally can't beat him with my mortal body, and I have no choice but to fake the tiger in the hope that I can deceive his eyes. ”

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Although the two said that they were going to Yanqing River, they changed their minds on the road.

Zhuge Chen wanted to go to the Qiu Peak not far away, it is said that there is a Taoist temple on the top of the peak, and there is a real person who is very deep in Taoism. However, Wang Daxue has never been interested in such things, and since Zhuge Chen wants to go, he can only follow.

Walking on the climbing stairs that were not very steep, Zhuge Chen looked at the endless stairs above his head, and suddenly thought of the sentence "The road is long and its cultivation is far away", and he couldn't help but feel wonderful. U9 eBook

He has always been ignorant of Confucianism, mainly because he is unwilling to know more. As a result, now, I want to find two books to read for the first time. It's a pity that Wang Daxue is a rough man who thinks it's good to practice knives, and wanting to talk to him about these things is tantamount to playing the piano to a cow.

The further you go, the better the scenery.

Qiu Feng has always been famous for its unique scenery, even the emperor who has lived in the deep palace for a long time will come to a palace here when spring goes to autumn, and it is called a summer resort. But in Zhuge Chen's view, he just didn't want to face those really annoying palace grievances.

Otherwise, no matter how good this Qiu Feng is, it will be isolated from the world after all, where is it convenient in the capital?

Zhuge Chen felt that he had seen many things too thoroughly, so he didn't vomit or be unhappy. It seems that this is not a good habit, it is really time to change, and if you offend people, it will not do you any good. He is not a stubborn person, and the reason why many things do not change is simply because he is lazy. If you concentrate on forcing yourself, then you can really see it every day.

As for Wang Daxue, looking at the scenery is just an eye. I don't want to think about it so much, if I have that time, it is better to condense my sword qi, and save the next time I am taught a lesson by the head of the Wang family, I will not end up as miserable as today.

The woods are abundant, and the already weak sunlight in winter naturally does not shine in. Fortunately, Zhuge Chen put on that snow-white fox fur unusually, otherwise it would be cold, and he would have to tremble when he retracted his hand into his big sleeve. The snow has not melted, but since there is no one to climb the mountain, the road is not slippery. Stepping on it makes people feel grounded. It's just that looking at the cliff from afar, I am a little frightened.

However, for cultivators, falling off a cliff can also ride the wind. But for Zhuge Chen, he can only be careful. Stay away from the cliff and walk beside Wang Daxue. Without the realm, there will naturally be many more difficulties.

Now recalling yesterday's separate meeting with Zhang Yunya, Zhuge Chen still has lingering palpitations. If the other party wants to kill him and does not change his mind, this trip will undoubtedly kill himself. On a tea table, the two tested each other, saying that there was no killing opportunity, but Zhuge Chen didn't believe it.

It seems that he doesn't think that he will personally get into danger, so Zhang Yunya has been holding back. Zhuge Chen also realized this, made an excuse casually, and returned to the palace courtyard.

Zhuge Chen just didn't expect that at the last moment, Zhang Yunya could still hold back. It seems that we haven't seen each other for many days, and everyone is changing. Become discreet and not like yourself. But like this, it's not all bad. It is undeniable that Zhuge Chen also had some heart palpitations on the way back to the palace.

The two of them were speechless on the way up the mountain, just looking at the scenery on both sides, thinking about their own things.

Even if it's between friends, you can't keep it all right. Friends also have other friends, and there are thousands of thoughts in their hearts to change people, which is the best, otherwise where will the friends and confidants come from?

In Zhuge Chen's view, there is not much difference between a friend and a confidant. Either they are thousands of miles away, or they are treated with sincerity and sincerity. Zhuge Chen has always been clear, and he will not change his opinion of people because of one thing.

Zhuge Chen stretched out his hand to take a withered leaf from the tree, put it in the palm of his hand, and looked at it repeatedly, but instead of crushing it as before, he put it in his sleeve and wrapped it in his own bit of sword qi, so that it could be taken out again in good condition.

Wang Daxue looked at Zhuge Chen, and said with a smile: "Brother Chen, what are you doing, it's just a fallen leaf, don't you take care of it so carefully, right?"

Zhuge Chen replied: "Save a piece, every year." ”

Withered leaves into the sleeves are not the point. The real intention is that when Zhuge Chen was very young, a Yunyou Taoist who got along well with him said to him: "Keeping a piece of duckweed and falling leaves in winter is equivalent to keeping this season." ”

Zhuge Chen kept it in his heart and always had such a habit.

But what about the Taoist?

He had long since died, in one of the four realms of Middle-earth. Zhuge Chen didn't know where it was, but when he saw the corpse of the Taoist, he still cried. Because when he was young, only he didn't regard Zhuge Chen as the white-clothed god king, the young master of the Zhuge family. The relationship between the two is more of a friend and confidant.

When I was young, I didn't know where my heart came from. But come hastily, go gently.

When I saw the Taoist temple, a young man who looked like a Taoist boy stood in front of the door. Zhuge Chen stepped forward, and the two stared at each other, just looking at each other.

"Who are you?" said Dao Tong in a milky voice.

"People who go into the mountains to see the temple. Zhuge Chen replied.

"Who do you want to see?"

"The one who should be seen. ”

The two talked, and the bull's head was not in the horse's mouth.

Wang Daxue, who couldn't see it, turned his head, looked at the sky, and secretly said that the weather is really good today.

Zhuge Chen has seen a lot of children like this, some of them are gifted, and they are designated as the future head of that line at a young age, and Zhuge Chen has no feelings of dislike for them. If some talk about it, let's talk about it more. If you really have the right temper, you can also be friends.

Zhuge Chen didn't talk to Dao Tong either, and was about to go inside. Dao Tong hurriedly stopped it, but of course he didn't stop it. At this moment, a Taoist priest with immortal wind and bones floated in, but the naïve aura between his eyebrows overshadowed a lot of immortal qi, making Zhuge Chen smile.

His eyes were very far apart, and the eyes that should have been pitch black were indeed gray. Practitioners have always attached great importance to appearance. For example, Zhuge Chen's skin is excellent, which naturally makes people look sideways. Either they are extremely distinctive, and they must be extremely talented.

Thinking of this Taoist priest, it is the Lord of the Views.

Zhuge Chen didn't dare to slack off, and said in a loud voice.

"Dare to ask you are the owner of this Taoist temple?" Zhuge Chen asked, bowing slightly, fully understanding.

"You're talking about my senior brother, I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest, nothing to marvel at. By the way, my disciple, I haven't done anything that annoys you, has I?" said to Zhuge Chen in a strange accent.

After saying that, he slapped his Daotong disciple on the skull: "Look at what you did, a pilgrim finally came, and it almost drove you away." You don't know how difficult the situation of our Taoist temple is now? You can only eat bran noodles every meal, haven't you eaten and vomited? Your uncle is dedicated to the Tao and ignores these things, can you and my master and apprentice endure it?"

Zhuge Chen's this is clear, it seems that this Taoist temple is going to slaughter him as a fat sheep today! However, he still took out three Luoxia coins, put them in the hands of the Taoist priest and said: "Just a heart, you take it first." ”

The Taoist priest immediately smiled, and his posture was very low: "Please inside, I'll take you to see my senior brother." He is not busy this day, but he is not idle. You know, we Taoist priests are two extremes. Or, like me, don't care about anything. Either like him, you can take anything to heart. In the early years, the emperor also came a few times, but the senior brother regarded himself as high and didn't say anything. This is what makes our Qiu Feng Taoist temple incense fade, otherwise it would have been put aside a few decades ago, and there would have been countless pilgrims! ”

Zhuge Chen didn't want to say anything, so he comforted him and walked forward.

The Taoist priest suddenly turned around halfway, stuffed the three Luoxia coins into his apprentice's hands, and then whispered: "Take it and buy some good wine and food, the master will starve to death." ”