The emperor of the previous dynasty said with a smile: "The four countries under heaven, the rest are all kings, and ministers are ministers, but I am the only country in Mexico, and I rule the world with scholars!"

I once heard that in Chengguo, which was ruled by crossing the river with himself, there was a loyal minister who carried the coffin to death in order to admonish him, which inevitably caused the civil and military officials of the Mexican State to laugh and laugh. Every word of advice still needs to be admonished, and only a country that is rigid and self-serving, and a dictatorship of power can do such a ridiculous and generous thing, right?

Now that Xiang Yingfeng, the emperor of the Mexican dynasty, has succeeded to the throne for ten years, and the politics of the dynasty are in good order, not to mention carrying the coffin and dying, the group of counselors who are trying to make meritorious contributions all day long are even close to the point where there is no advice to participate in. This official position, which has no errands, is inevitably blinded, after all, the Mo country, which is proud of its courtesy, has a much more penetrating vision than the swords and swords of the rivers and lakes.

It is an indisputable fact that Moguo Lile used to chase Yao Shun. The reason why the culture of the Mo Kingdom is so outstanding among the four countries is not that the emperor spent a huge amount of money in the palace to build a Qingling Pond known for the culture of the Mo Kingdom. Chishui was sent 2,000 soldiers to the Northwest Zhou Kingdom, straight to Kunlun, on this majestic snow-capped mountain with 2,000 ice knicks, more than 10 times, picking ice and returning. Later, he ordered the famous scholars and doctors to lie on the ice and melt, so that they could come to this pond full of clear springs.

Therefore, this pool is endless, and the cultural context of the Mo country is endless! The water in the pool is not an exaggeration to say that a drop of water is better than gold.

At this time, an old man in white, with his eyebrows and hair, twisted on the chessboard, has not fallen for a long time. If you let the Qingliu Wenchen of the Mexican Kingdom see it, you can't think it's incredible? After all, the only one in the Mexican country today is waiting for the edict, and there is still an endgame that is difficult to break?

It is rumored that only the chess player can be on the nineteen-way chessboard with this old man, who can protect himself, but he will never dare to be so rampant that he can win a son. As for the specifics that can be moved to the table, it is a great honor to sit on the two floors of chess players and know a chess move.

The old man stroked his beard lightly, thinking of the person who played against him back then, and couldn't help but laugh bitterly. Although Liu Cheng is also a famous chess player in Mexico, he is not a stinky chess basket that is not worthy of his name? But when he plays chess with himself, he will never regret chess, and the chess can be regarded as open-minded and generous, and what the old man admires the most is that Liu Cheng has a heart that has been defeated and fought repeatedly, and he can't tell whether it is the self-inadequacy of the grasshopper shaking the tree, or the dead brain that can't turn the corner.

Liu Cheng used to play against himself, at the beginning, he often followed the rules, using some common master techniques on the chessboard, such as encircling Wei to save Zhao, or stalking like a child in the market, and he couldn't win himself once when he tried his best, at most he could barely get a tie and end in a draw.

But many years ago, one day in a heavy rain, when the two of them fell into chess, Liu Cheng, who had always been unable to jump out of the rules on the chess road, actually made a lot of unreasonable moves, and the moves made the old man feel extremely decisive and aggressive.

This Han Taishi, who is at the head of the three princes and has a sharp eye on the chessboard, looks at the indistinguishable chess game, and he can't even fall any way.

"The first half of my life was every step of the way, but this game of chess didn't follow the rules. The old man muttered to himself, and then looked at the crystal clear Qingling Pool, thoughtful.

Recalling his former friends, at that time he was only a young man, when he was a scholar and the first, he won the first place in the world of Mexico with his literature, and he was a peerless chess player. At that time, no one in the world knew that there were two popular talents around the emperor.

One is himself, and the other is Liu Cheng who sits on the chair of Shangshuling from the loyal bone family!

In the past, he and Liu Cheng and the former emperor went out to Qingling Pond to find elegance, and it happened that the lotus flowers bloomed in June. The three of them did not discuss the social affairs of governing the country and the people, nor did they have the slightest unspeakable separation between the monarch and the minister.

The three of them just talked about poetry like ordinary literati and scholars, and when they talked about the fact that the emperor ordered the Manchu scholars to lie on the ice and beg for water, the emperor just waved his hand and chuckled.

The scholars and literati are arrogant, so the emperor asked you to lie on the ice and beg for water, should you ask for it or not?

Just when the three of them were talking happily, the eunuch of the former dynasty palm print rushed to the Qingling Pond in a hurry, and was so excited that the wind was under his feet, and after seeing the emperor, he immediately knelt down and said loudly: "Congratulations to the emperor, Chenzhao Niangniang gave birth to a dragon son, and the whole country celebrates together!"

When the emperor heard the news, he just sat alone on a bluestone in Qingling Pond, and asked a Confucian who was standing next to him who won the championship with his writing: "Han Aiqing, you are well-read, can you tell me what the name of this son is?"

At that time, Han Yuzhan, who was in Mexico, was able to determine the arrogance of the literati of the country, immediately knelt on the ground, and said in fear: "The ministers are frightened, the prince inherits the fortune of the sky, and the ministers speak lightly, how dare they name the dragon." Your Majesty forgives your sins, and your Majesty is ashamed. ”

Unexpectedly, the first emperor just sprinkled every inch of Qingling Pond water on Han Yuzhan's head, and said with a smile: "What dragon is not a dragon's? Sitting on that chair can be called a real dragon?

Maybe he felt embarrassed by Han Yuzhan, so he didn't have the heart to ask hard. So he flicked the droplets of water between his fingers and said to himself: "The water of the waves is clear, you can wet me." Is it good to take the word 'tassel'?"

"Your Majesty's golden mouth, the word 'Ying' is excellent!" Han Yuzhan knelt on the ground, didn't dare to raise his head, and hurriedly replied.

The first emperor smiled meaningfully, and then looked meaningfully at these two courtiers who he admired deeply, and continued: "The style of writing has a right beginning, and there are gentlemen. Would you like to take the word 'wind'?"

After that, Liu Cheng, who originally thought he was out of the matter, suddenly knelt on the ground!

At this time, the palm print eunuch went and returned, and also knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, someone in Liufu also sent good news, saying that a son was born in Liufu." His Majesty was fortunate to have a dragon son, and the loyal ministers of the Liu family also got a son, and the slaves congratulated His Majesty, which can be described as double happiness. ”

When the emperor heard this, he laughed heartily. The Ninety-Five Venerable, dressed in a dragon robe, slowly approached the two men who were genuine in the court, one person and ten thousand men above ten thousand.

"This is not the palace hall, there is no need to kneel in front of me at every turn, pretending to be for outsiders to see, get up quickly. ”

When the emperor asked Liu Cheng if he had come up with a name for the son of Liufu, Liu Cheng only said that he hadn't thought about it yet.

"Then let Han Yuzhan choose a name for your son, okay?"

When Liu Cheng heard this, he didn't refuse, but he just fell to the ground and couldn't see his expression clearly, and said: "Han Daru, if you can name the dog, it will be a great blessing." ”

"Okay, then I'll take this opportunity to test Han Aiqing, this name needs to have the word 'wind', which is shared with my son. And it needs to be unconventional, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to Liu Aiqing. ”

Liu Cheng and Han Yuzhan, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, couldn't help but raise their heads, their eyes frightened.

"If the edict is so, it will be decreed. The first emperor said, and then pointed to the lotus flowers in the Qingling Pool. The palm print eunuch who won the emperor's heart in observing words and colors didn't have time to take off his boots and socks, so he hurriedly tread water and picked a lotus pod, and respectfully peeled the lotus seeds.

At that time, the heat in June was like fire, and although Qingling Pond had a natural cool air to escape the heat, it made the two people kneeling on the ground sweat.

Then a breeze struck, and in the Mexican country, Han Yuzhan, who broke the saying of "no second in martial arts, no first in literature" in one fell swoop, raised his head and said solemnly: "The summer rain will be done, and the south wind will come to relieve the siege." The word 'south wind' can be called a good name. "Anyway, bury your head immediately.

"A good 'summer rain will be made, and the south wind will come to relieve the siege', then the name will be given 'south wind', how about Liu Chengyi?"

The man who leaned into power after the death of the former emperor led the edict to the ground, and cried bitterly with excitement: "Weichen Liu Cheng, I am willing to bow down and die to thank the emperor!"

The old man sitting alone on the edge of the Qingling Pond played on the chessboard, and in the end, he didn't come up with a solution.

Then a man, with a sword at his waist, with a broad posture, his pace was hurried but he landed silently, came to the outside of the pavilion, hugged his fists to the old man in the pavilion and said: "Master Qiyu, there is news that there is a storm in the west of Mexico, and Liu Nanfeng has reappeared in the rivers and lakes. First entered the sword village in the clouds, Zhong Li, the leader of the sword road in the sword village, discussed the sword with him, and was defeated! The man raised his head and then said: "It seems that Liu Nanfeng was injured because of a sword intercepting the river, according to the news, he was almost killed by Yan Dang's secret hand in Xianjiang County that day, but fortunately he was saved by Zhong Liyu, the pearl of Zhong Li's family." ”

As we all know in the court, the Yan Party can be said to cover the sky with one hand, and Yan Song, who holds the bull's ear, is also a courtier who is closest to the current emperor.

Hearing about the turmoil in Xianjiang this time, He Qizhu joined the government and participated in politics and became a new talent under Yan Song's sect.

"Xianjiang County's secret hand, can you kill Liu Nanfeng? I am a literati who can only move my pen and ink, and I can only be regarded as a half-understanding of your martial arts, and I can't figure it out. ”

"It seems that when the sword village in the clouds and Zhong Li were discussing the sword, there were rumors in the rivers and lakes that it was difficult for Liu Nanfeng to draw the sword, and he was no longer the martial artist who used to sit alone on the top of the mountain in the free realm. Then he intercepted the river with a sword in Xianjiang County, and that day even the sword qi of the river locked the Xianjiang River, hurting the original of his sword, and now he can only survive. ”

"A sword intercepts the river and hurts its sword path..."The old man thought for a while, and then said with relief: "Sure enough, the surname of the Mo country is Liu Du's family, and no one in the Liu family is ashamed of the Mo country. ”

The old man then looked at the Qingling Pool and sighed to himself. If he wants to go home, he should have seen it clearly, and he will come back in all kinds of difficulties! Then he smiled at the visitor: "I once traveled all over the world as a young man, and read a poem by an immortal, for 'The Yellow River comes west to decide Kunlun, roaring thousands of miles to touch the dragon gate.'" How do you think it compared?"

"More than that!"

"Haha, it's the first time I've heard this kind of thing from your mouth. The old man smiled heartily. Then he said: "With this behavior, is it difficult to make my roof a foot lower?"

The man with the sword hurriedly knelt on the ground and persuaded: "Master, by all means. ”

Three years ago, there were originally two famous mansions in Pengcheng, and the mansions were comparable in Pengcheng, and the roof height was not the same.

But after the Liu family was beheaded and the nine clans were all killed, the mansion that was far away from the Liu Mansion was rebuilt by the owner of the mansion that day, and it was a foot lower.

And then on that day, the Zhongshu Order, who drafted an unknown number of edicts for the emperor in the court, was promoted to Taishi by the current emperor, but within a few days, he sat in the chair of the Zhongshu Order for an unknown number of years, and was overturned by the emperor.

Whether it is the addition of an official to a vain title, or the deposition of the Zhongshu Ling who has real power in the court.

At that time, the old man only had one sentence. "Weichen Han Yuzhan, thank you to the emperor!"

Seeing that the man with the sword was panicked, the old man smiled kindly and said, "I'll just laugh." The sinking boat doesn't have to be taken seriously. And this is different from the past, even if I flatten my mansion today, Your Majesty will not give me any increase or demotion in any way. ”

The man with the sword named Bu Shenzhou may not be able to do the temple method, but he buried his head and said: "The king's heart is unpredictable. ”

After hearing this, the old man smiled unabated, and said slowly: "You, you are not as talented as Liu Nanfeng in learning swords, and the affairs of the temple are not as clear as Liu Nanfeng." ”

Bu Shenzhou was speechless and did not respond. Seeing this, the old man had no choice but to wave his hand and say, "Go!"

When the man was gone, the old man didn't look at the chessboard, but just threw the stones, and then a chess piece sank to the bottom of the pond in the Qingling Pool.

And let me lose half of you!

Under the Xianjiang River, there is the prestigious Dongxuan Lake, at this time the sunset in the West Mountain, the lake and the moonlight blend. There is a boat like a mustard seed falling into the lake, moving slowly. A sour scholar sat on the side of the boat and the rough man beside him drank and talked happily, and the rough man saw that the scholar was unhappy, as if he understood it, and said with a mouth full of wine: "What's the matter? Do you still think that a peerless master will also give you a wisp of kendo essence, so that you can learn swords for a thousand miles a day?"

"Phew, I'm not good at swords, that thing is a treasure for you martial arts people, but in my opinion, it's nothing more than a broom to cherish yourself. The scholar took a big sip and said rather boredly.

When the rough man heard this, he patted the scholar's head and scolded: "Fart, we have a few mountains, I don't want to have a martial arts element, I don't have to touch the threshold of luck in the Taiyi realm, if I am lucky, I have that share." And no matter how much you belittle others, you can't make a big deal of nonsense. ”

And there was a little girl at the bow of the boat, listening to the scholar's words, she couldn't help laughing, and said without saving face: "Even if it is really given to you, how much can a person like you who has no talent in martial arts get?" ”

Lu Wenping was slapped by Wang Jingdao's seemingly insignificant palm, and he was already dizzy, but now when he heard Xiao Nizi's words, he had the heart to tease him, and he actually took advantage of the wine and said: "You know a fart, there is a person who likes everything." Now even if I hold my leg and beg to give me that martial arts opportunity, I don't bother to ask for it. He was already in the way of the sword, and the disheartened Lu Wenping said sincerely. After all, when the second master of the family practiced swordsmanship in the past, he would secretly learn it. And the second master didn't seem to hide his idea of sword intent, so he pretended not to know and let Lu Wenping learn secretly for a while.

But when Jiang Chengzi was able to hold a sword and pierce stones, he couldn't even learn the basic swords, so he blocked this road from his heart. Fortunately, he sank his favorite sword into the moat of Suping City early, otherwise, he is now holding a sword, but he has no kung fu foundation, so people can't laugh when they see it?

Xiao Nizi looked at the sour scholar who dared to be disrespectful to herself through alcohol, gritted her teeth and said, "I know a fart, right?" even fell into the well like a stone, holding a bamboo pole to press Lu Wenping in the water to prevent him from getting up.

If it weren't for Lu Wenping's learning to be a little watery in the refugee camp since he was a child, and he learned a little water sex when he fished, he wouldn't have to float in the lake the next day?

Jiang Chengzi didn't speak, but concentrated on his sword, which had many obvious scratches, all of which were knocked out by Xiao Nizi with a flying knife. remembered that a few days ago, I asked Xiao Nizi why she cut off her hands to the withered old man, and Xiao Nizi's answer was to give Jiang Chengzi a little chill down his spine.

"That stinky old man, it's nothing to beat you, hit my brother's sword, isn't that just beating my brother? Beat my brother, can I spare him? I have to unload his hands, and ah, if you dare to let this sword be bullied in the future, then I will also cut off your hand." ”

At that time, Xiao Nizi saw that Jiang Chengzi didn't dare to speak for a long time, so she said with kindness: "It's okay, if I say that I will cut off your hands, I will definitely only cut off your hands, if you have a strong will to survive, you can't die, and aren't you successful in medical skills?

At this time, Lu Wenping climbed into the boat from the lake for the rest of his life, thinking that this little girl had slowly become acquainted, but he didn't expect that he was still so incompatible with himself. I've never seen such a grudge in my life, isn't it just the first time I met and flirted with her?

But on the bright side, he is not like a grandson, he is full of smiles at Xiao Nizi, and he praises Xiao Nizi for doing the right thing, and what do we admire most when we walk the rivers and lakes.

When Xiao Nizi heard this, she didn't say anything, but just asked Jiang Chengzi, "Do you know what rivers and lakes are?"

Jiang Chengzi held his sword and meditated for a while, and finally just hesitated and said: "Yunzhong Lake and Xianjiang, can they be regarded as rivers and lakes?"

Xiao Nizi looked like she hated iron and steel, and scolded: "I don't know, I'm a fart." Especially our sword village in the clouds, that is a fart of the rivers and lakes. ”

"What are the rivers and lakes?"

"Well, I'll take you to see it later, and you'll know when you see it. ”

"I can't see it now, but you can talk about it. ”

Xiao Nizi thought for a long time, and finally said impatiently: "... You don't understand what I said. ”

"Then on the rivers and lakes, do you want to kill people?"

"Nine out of ten people must have been killed, but I haven't. ”

"You haven't killed anyone, so why do you have a familiar posture when you broke someone's hand that day?"

"Can murder and amputation of hands and feet be generalized?"

“...”

At this time, a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes walked out of the houseboat, dressed in white and shaking the lake waves. Hearing the conversation between the little doctor and the little girl, the man walked up to the little doctor and said, "As long as your sword is fast enough, you can choose to kill and save people." ”

Jiang Chengzi looked at the second master who was gradually improving, showed a hint of innocence, nodded again and again, and then said, "I just said that I can cure it." ”

"Your medical skills are much better than your swordsmanship. The man in white stretched and said lazily.

Jiang Chengzi looked at the emptiness behind the second master who had always been a sword, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost. On that day, the second master said to himself that his muscles and bones were disordered, his right hand muscles and bones were broken, and his body could no longer contain the sword qi of his sword dao origin. You can only give up that sword qi in order to give yourself a chance to recover.

Therefore, the second master fell from a sword cultivator above the threshold of luck to a mortal, and the little doctor's medical skills can be useful, so that the second master can slowly recover. But it is precisely because of this that the second master has become as mediocre as everyone else.

Lu Wenping and Wang Jingdao's wine intention did not disappear, and between pushing the glass and changing the lamp, the wine jar had bottomed out, and the rough man poured the empty wine jar fiercely, but not a drop fell, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed. And Lu Wenping looked at the moonlight pouring into the Dongxuan Lake, couldn't help but be poetic, and reveled: "And the moonlight on the cave Xuan, and buy wine on the boat by the white clouds." ”

Xiao Nizi knocked the sour scholar into the lake with a bamboo pole, and dressed in white on the side, Liu Nanfeng of the Wenchen family of the Three Dynasties looked at the moonlight and said: "If the word 'credit' is changed to the word 'fight', and it is more interesting to fight for the moonlight." ”

Lu Wenping, who was full of lake water in his mouth, retorted vaguely: "You know a fart, you don't even have a bit of poetry." The word 'credit' is the finishing touch. ”

"You fart!" Xiao Nizi beat Lu Wenping silently with a bamboo pole.