The evil dragon appeared and disappeared quickly, and after the mysterious old man in the cloak cast his divine pass, all the dust had settled.

Du Huan ordered his officials to clean up the mess, investigate the lives of the dead, give a certain subsidy for the damage to some large and small boats, and temporarily seal off the entire Red River, not allowing anyone to approach.

In this way, Hua Wenxiang and the others could not take the ferry to Yunzhong County, and all plans were disrupted.

Du Huan prepared an exquisite carriage for them, because the time was running out for the Jiangling Fight, and there were not many people left.

As for the old man in the cloth who subdued the evil dragon, after a few people reacted at that time, he had disappeared.

Luo Bei served as the coachman, Hua Wenxiang sat on the side and chatted with him, Tu Yuelian and Hei Qiu'er sat in the carriage, looking at the scenery outside the window, and eating some snacks brought out from Yi'an City.

Didn't walk a few miles, Hua Wenxiang, who had never driven a carriage, took the initiative to ask to try it, when he was in the forest, he had done a few Yifu carriages, when he was still young, he wanted to be a coachman, but he was beaten by the second uncle of the same company, saying that a little kid couldn't even get on horseback, and wanted to drive, quickly rolled into the carriage and stayed honestly, don't be thrown off the car for a while......

Now that she thinks about this, Hua Wenxiang really misses the grumpy second uncle.

After Hua Wenxiang walked a distance with a horsewhip in hand, he still handed over the position of coachman to Luo Bei, but he didn't know the way to Yunzhong County.

On an official road completely out of Yi'an City, Luo Bei couldn't help but pour a sip of wine into his mouth, but the next moment, an old man appeared in front of the carriage, this person was the mysterious old man in the coat before, Luo Bei skimmed off the wine jug, and hurriedly pulled the reins of the horse with both hands, and the horse suddenly raised its front hooves high and chirped.

The emergency stop caused the black ball that was eating in the carriage to overturn in Tu Yuelian's arms, and the pastries on the floor also knocked over everywhere.

When the carriage stabilized, the old man in the cloth walked up to Hua Wenxiang and smiled apologetically: "Can you take a ride?"

Before Hua Wenxiang could agree, Luo Bei had already preemptively said: "Let's go to the Xuanyun Temple in Yunzhong County, if we stop by, the old-timers just get in the car." ”

The old man in the hat nodded again and again: "By the way, by the way." ”

Tu Yuelian opened the curtain and saw the old man in the cloth, smiled slightly, and turned to the side, signaling the old man in the cloth to please.

Hei Qiu'er picked up the pieces of scattered pastries and complained about whether Luo Bei, who was driving, would drive the horses.

Luo Bei secretly shouted to himself, there will be a master along the way, and with a wave of the long whip, he continued to hurry.

The official road is flat, there are no bumps all the way, and the old man in the carriage said with a smile: "Old man, my name is Huang Liangfeng, just call me Lao Huang, the entire Red River in Pipa County has been blocked, and I am a boatman, and I will definitely have no business to do in the next few days, so I want to go to Xuanyun Temple to see the Jiangling Dadou." ”

The old man who took off his hat had a goatee, his temples were snow-white, his eyebrows were kind, and the lines at the corners of his eyes were very deep, especially when he was smiling and talking.

Luo Bei outside the curtain said: "That's even more coincidental, we also went to see the Jiangling Dadou, and the old-timers happened to be walking with us." ”

As soon as the ragged old man left, another old man in a swasting coat came, and neither of them seemed to be simple characters.

Hua Wenxiang couldn't help but ask: "Why would a master like a senior be a boatman on the other side of the Red River?"

The boatman Lao Huang stroked his snow-white goatee and said ashamedly: "Where can I be considered a master, a bad old man." ”

Seeing that a few people were convinced, Lao Huang said again: "I have another position, that is, the Red River corpse collector sent by the imperial court, the previous scarlet dragon has been dormant under the Red River for a hundred years, relying on sucking the resentment under the river every day to improve cultivation, the reason why the Red River is red is actually because the resentment is too heavy, I have been a boatman for decades, and I have fished out no less than a thousand corpses." ”

Luo Bei waved his whip, prompting the carriage to go faster, trying to find an inn before dark, and after listening to the old man's reasonable explanation, he asked, "The old man should have a big official position in the imperial court." ”

The self-cooked old Huang waved his hand, "Little official, little official, it's not worth mentioning." ”

Hua Wenxiang squinted at this old man who called himself Lao Huang, and always felt a sense of intimacy.

Lao Huang ignored Hua Wenxiang, who was staring at him, took out the evil dragon that he had subdued from his sleeve, and handed it to Hei Qiu'er, "Little guy, this little red snake is given to you as a pet, do you want to?"

Heiqiu'er, who was sitting next to Tu Yuelian and eating pastries, shook his head, what is the use of such a sick and ugly thing.

The wrinkled old yellow smile was like the dry bark of a tree, old and old, "Are you a powerful beast, are you from the Root Fruit Forest or the Lost Dream Forest? Why are you so fat, and you are still so gluttonous, be careful that you can't find your daughter-in-law in the future." ”

Tu Yuelian covered her mouth and smiled, and helped Hei Qiu'er wipe the pastry residue on her belly.

Hei Qiu'er stuffed a piece of hawthorn-stuffed white cake into his mouth, his little eyebrows furrowed, and he muttered, "Lao Huang, the set is almost?"

It has Xiaoya, how can it still worry about the daughter-in-law, Lishang handed Lao Huang a piece of pastry, and said indifferently: "Take it if you want to eat, don't see it so much." ”

Lao Huang, who had a kind face, seemed to have a smiling expression all the time, and said: "I won't eat it, keep it for you, since you don't want this little snake, then I will use it to make wine and drink it in the future." ”

As he spoke, Lao Huang saw the two pots of unopened wine jars in the corner of the carriage, and sighed: "What a fragrant wine." ”

Tu Yuelian looked at the old man and said with a smile: "The old man also drinks?"

Lao Huang laughed, "I've had such a little hobby drinking in my life." ”

As soon as he heard the word wine, Luo Bei became energetic, "The seniors drink it, and when you have someone, the younger generation invites you to continue drinking." ”

Saying that, Luo Bei was a little embarrassed, "Can you give me a taste of the wine brewed by the little red snake in the future?"

Lao Huang didn't see it at all, picked up the wine jug and waved his hand, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, wine is a thing, someone accompanies you to drink it more fragrant." ”

Luo Bei, who thought so, sighed, he really had to be able to drink, and he had to be able to drink, a large amount of it.

Hua Wenxiang, who had not spoken, asked, "Lao Huang is from Nanzhou?"

The drinks in the carriage are all high-quality drinks sent by Du Huan, usually Lao Huang has drunk this rare thing, and now he is intoxicated by the aroma of wine.

Seeing that Lao Huang didn't answer himself, Hua Wenxiang didn't get angry, leaned on the carriage, and continued to look at the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Luo Bei decided to wait for the next foothold to ask the old-timers for advice on swordsmanship, and he broke his soul directly into Xuanhuang, and he couldn't even master the blood and soul qi, and he couldn't even make a decent swordsmanship.

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The capital, Yongxiang City.

As the core city of the Shengchang Dynasty, here is enough to be called the most magnificent city in the world, from the earliest small country of Beiyan to the largest Shengchang Dynasty in the world, the difficulties experienced are not enough for outsiders, and can be exchanged for today's prosperity and prosperity, which is also in the dark.

With the world as the chessboard, with the masterpieces of the eight directions as the chess pieces, with a hundred years as the time limit, the next game of life and death without the ancients and the future.

Now, this chessboard has been completed seven or eight times out of ten, and the next two or three will be the whole chessboard, whether it can be overcome, it all depends on the ability of the chess player.

Such as the majestic palace of the heavenly palace, the dragon and the tiger are located in the heart of Yongxiang City.

On both sides are the General's Mansion and the National Teacher's Mansion.

In the surrounding area are the residences of countless ministers with large surnames and hundreds of luxury shops.

The gate of the palace is three feet high, a total of nine roads, majestic and sacred, all the ministers pass through the nine layers of the door, they are not allowed to speak, not to go fast.

In the early days of this morning, dozens of luxury sedan chairs were parked in front of the imperial gate in an orderly manner, and the ministers who came down wore black gauze hats inlaid with various colored gems, and the official robes were even more varied, or the cranes and golden chickens, or the unicorn and tiger lions, showing the aristocratic atmosphere, and these people were all figures with heads and faces in the Shengchang Dynasty.

Among them, the middle-aged general with a fire unicorn tattooed on his official robe is the most conspicuous, eight and a half feet tall, his eyes are sharp, his eyebrows are high, and his expression is cold like ice.

This person is another Zhengyipin general with Yuan Qinghe, Long Weiguo, the holder of the "Soul Breaking Spear" in the Twelve Weapons of the Earth, originally lived in the palace, but this morning Li Sichun, the national teacher of the dynasty, will be crowned with the last post by the Son of Heaven, and truly become a courtier above 10,000 people under that person, so all ministers, Wuwen Wu, must greet Li Sichun at the city gate to show respect.

Yuan Qinghe was seriously injured after a battle with Daqi Li Denglou in the process of leading the troops to fight against the disagreement, and was allowed by Zhao Gangxian, the son of heaven, not to use the early dynasty for the next period of time.

Long Weiguo, who is tall and tall, looked up at the cloudless sky, seeing that it was about to enter the summer, this year it seems to be like in previous years, no flying geese have crossed by, and there are occasionally sparrows on the ground that rise and fall, in the huge sky, it is extremely deserted, and it is indescribable to be extremely depressed.

With his extraordinary height, he looked at the direction of the National Teacher's Mansion from afar, and there was still no figure coming, and Long Weiguo, who was already sexless, was just about to step into the palace when he saw a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt appear in the field of vision.

Long Weiguo, the head of the generals, stopped, his face expressionless.

The generals on the side were silent, and everyone was worried about how to stop General Long, who was about to leave when he ran out of patience, but fortunately, at the critical moment, the national teacher finally came.

The government and the opposition all knew that the general Long Weiguo and the national teacher Li Sichun were at odds.

The man in the Confucian shirt walked slowly with a smile on his face, no matter how big the officials were, he would bow his head respectfully, and the gentle and elegant Li Sichun had no arrogance at all, saying hello one by one, and nearly a hundred ministers could accurately call out their names.

Take a closer look, this six-foot-tall national teacher looks mediocre, at best, he can be regarded as a good facial feature, he can still handle a pair of clear and transparent eyes, and his temperament is almost the same as that of ordinary people.

But such a middle-aged man with an inconspicuous appearance has offered countless miraculous strategies, wiped out six countries in ten years, and expanded a small northern goose to tens of thousands of miles, becoming the biggest dark horse in the world today.

"Ding—"

A melodious and loud bell suddenly spread throughout the palace.

Walking to the side of the city gate, Li Sichun, the only civil and military official who could go to court in casual clothes, stretched out his right hand and said with a smile: "General Long, please." ”

Long Weiguo's expression was serious, he didn't move, and he also stretched out a hand, "Master Guoshi, please first." ”

Li Sichun, who was already a very human minister, smiled lightly, no longer excused each other, and walked straight into the magnificent palace.

Long Weiguo followed closely, and the civil and military officials behind him also walked slowly, and followed without saying a word.

The text is left and the right is clear.

Out of the nine-story imperial gate, it is a magnificent compound covered with bluestone slabs, and two rows of soldiers with heavy armor hold the ground with their halberds on the ground, holding their heads high, welcoming the arrival of civil and military officials.

At the end of the two rows of soldiers is the glazed tile, the splendid golden luan hall of the sandalwood door, whether the red pillar or the sandalwood, are painted with colorful patterns, and the patterns are mostly dragon-shaped kaleidohua pictures and moire flame maps, which are lifelike.

In the center of the main hall, there is a delicate vertical plaque, and the seal is engraved with three golden characters, "Tianquan Palace".

Li Sichun took the lead, stepped on a hundred steps and entered the main hall.

As soon as you enter the hall, suddenly it is open, there is a towering ancient acacia straight to the roof, standing in the center of the main hall, the ancient branches are vigorously coiled like a dragon, and there are countless fine wooden plaques hanging on it, all of which are to commemorate the late ministers who worked hard in the past.

This 10,000-year-old ancient acacia tree was moved from the West Sea by Li Sichun back then, and countless manpower and financial resources were consumed on the way, if it weren't for Long Weiguo and more than a dozen monks in the palace who were good at using spells to perform secret arts, I am afraid that only some ordinary soldiers would not be able to move a single root.

And even with such efforts, it still took a full year to transport the ancient acacia.

From time to time, the civil and military factions above the main hall have stood in two rows, the civil officials are handsome, and the military attaches are vigorous.

A man wearing a crown of cupola and a yellow robe of Nine Dragons was surrounded by eunuchs and palace maids, pacing towards the dragon chair.

The man's temples are snow-white, and his face is already old, but his temperament has not diminished as it was back then, and he is still so spontaneous, staring at the breath of the whole world, sitting on the golden dragon chair, waiting for the three bows and nine bows of the civil and military officials.

After bowing, the great eunuch Zhang Ying said sharply: "The matter of cutting off the qi, the national teacher Li Sichun has a good plan, and gives a gold medal to avoid death, and then a gift of Danshu and a white horse, and the Moon Palace, 10,000 taels of gold, 1,000 horses of silk, and the seal of Shangshu Order, and from then on, he will be in charge of the six departments." General Yuan Qinghe led his troops well, gave him a gold medal for avoiding death, and rewarded him with 10,000 taels of gold......"

A round of rewards lasted for half an hour.

Then he said: "If there is something to start, there is nothing to retreat." ”

The civil and military officials were silent.

Zhang Ying, a big eunuch in a red python robe, raised his voice lightly and said sharply: "Retreat from the dynasty." ”

Throughout the early dynasty, Emperor Li Gangxian deliberately paid attention to Li Sichun and Long Weiguo as usual, if these two people had nothing to do, then the other ministers generally had no one to say, because almost all the things in the court were spoken by these two people instead of the civil and military attachés behind them.

The early dynasty dispersed, Li Sichun was personally stopped by Zhao Gangxian, the son of heaven, saying that he was asking for some academic questions, this minister of Fulong, who was dressed in plain clothes and had a gentle temperament, now his status has reached an outrageous level, and he smiled: "Then the minister is waiting for Your Majesty in the imperial study." ”

Zhao Gangxian, who never cared about the master, left the dragon chair, ordered the eunuch and palace maid above the hall to retreat, walked to Li Sichun, who was standing in the shade of Huai, and said with a smile: "In a while, I will ask the national teacher to solve my confusion about the art of war." ”

Li Sichun smiled and nodded, "It's just some truth in the book." ”

A monarch and a minister chatted for a while beside the stone pond planted with ancient acacia, and in private, the elderly emperor liked to ask the young national teacher for some knowledge.

Zhao Gangxian, the son of heaven, said that he would go to change his clothes first, and then go directly to the imperial study to talk to Li Sichun about the big qi.

Li Sichun walked out of the hall with his hands in his sleeves, looking at the south from afar, full of spring breeze.

"Master, I am one step closer to surpassing you. ”

(End of chapter)