Chapter Seventy-Six: Carrying
West Mountain, outside the house, on the plum tree.
Mo Haoqiong lay on the familiar branches, teasing the familiar snow fox.
"You're also going to study at Lingxia Academy?"
The leader's cry of surprise and confusion almost caused an avalanche.
"To be precise, it seems to be going to participate in the discussion rather than going in and becoming a student. β
Mo Haoqiong smiled heartily, "Now I still have to go with you." β
"Luck!
The leader is very happy. "Who introduced you?"
"You said it before, you don't seem to know it. The name is An Fengyun, the appearance of a Confucian student, and the gray hair. β
"I don't know, indeed.
But there are countless hermit masters in the world, and there is nothing to be entangled. β
Ji Jingming, who was lying on a branch nearby, was a little puzzled, "It's only been two days since I returned to Sword Valley, and I'm leaving again?"
Mo Haoqiong tried his best, and finally moved his head on the comfortable branch, and turned his eyes to his nephew. "Do you want to come with us?"
"Where to go. β
"Lingxia Academy. β
"Academy...... Not interested. β
"The Lingxia Academy in Chang'an, the capital. β
There is one thing to say, Ji Jingming's heart is moved.
Since he went up the mountain at the age of seven, he has never walked out of the range of ten miles of the Sword Valley, let alone to appreciate the beautiful scenery of the rivers and mountains, and the world is prosperous. As soon as Mo Haoqiong and the four of them went to Chang'an, there must have been a lot of anecdotes about the rivers and lakes on the road, and the prosperous style of the capital made him yearn for it.
made up his mind and refused: "I have no knowledge, and I have no recommendation, how can I be qualified to go." β
Why did he refuse? This may be difficult for Ji Jingming himself to understand, but indeed, he really wants to go.
"If you go, I'll force you to take you by my side, and it's no problem. Mo Haoqiong once again used all his strength and moved his head back, "But since you don't want to go, forget it." β
"When will this be done?"
"The winter solstice begins and ends in about seven or ten days. β
"Winter solstice?"
At this time, it is a hot summer, and the winter solstice is still too early.
"Then uncle, are you going to come back after the New Year?"
"I can't come back. The imperial court is about to carry out the imperial court ceremony, and I will participate on behalf of our Sword Valley and act as a number. β
"When will you be back?"
"Today next year, it's pretty much the same. β
"It's been so long......"
Although Sword Valley didn't care much about fame and so on, it was really inappropriate to let Mo Haoqiong stand alone in the whole world facing the ups and downs, and he definitely needed his nephew to protect him.
Thinking of this, Ji Jingming suddenly became arrogant, "Since this is the case, then I will go with you, uncle, so that I can give you a momentum." β
After that, he added with a smile in his heart, waiting for next year to come back, Master Song and Uncle Mo should also get married.
"When's the time to go?" the leader asked from the side, a ball of snow falling on his face, "Hmm...... Tsk, Sword Valley is far away from Chang'an, and it won't drag on for a few days. β
"How long will that last?"
β...... Three days is acceptable. β
Then he will stay for three more days. It's a year to say goodbye, so let's squint steadily for three days, and by the way, we have to clean up the cave. β
Mo Haoqiong straightened up and looked down with his eyes.
On the snow, in the plum, the three-foot long sword entered the wind.
One thought, one movement, one style and one dance, Zhao Qingqiu's somewhat mixed swordsmanship can see the two or three rhythms of Sword Valley.
Mo Haoqiong only remembered that he had passed on the mental method and light skills of this disciple Sword Valley, but the martial arts had really not been passed on, and it all depended on-
Looking to the right, Wu Youjian held her heavy sword that was bigger than her and swung it, one move and one style, exactly like Zhao Qingqiu.
It's all up to Master Wu's nephew.
He jumped down into the snow and walked slowly towards the cave halfway up the mountain.
Seeing that the party had slipped away, the leader was bored, and turned his head to look at the tall and tall Ji someone, "Brother Ji, are you really so chic and happy in Sword Valley?"
"Where are you talking about being chic and happy?" Ji Jingming was lazy, and so was the ancient sword behind him.
"Hmm...... I don't seem to see you practicing diligently. β
"There are a lot of diligent onesβ" Ji Jingming stretched and squeezed into a more comfortable branch seat, "It's just that we can't touch them." β
"It makes sense, it makes sense. The leader patted his head, "Then you work so hard to practice martial arts in order to be the sect master?"
"Forget it, it's mainly to make money. β
"?" the leader smiled, forcibly suppressing his desire to complain about the cheesy, "But I don't seem to have heard of how much interaction there is between Sword Valley and the rivers and lakes." β
"It's not about making money out there.
Those who practice hard, are diligent, and make rapid progress can go to the peak and cliff on the west side of Nanshan to pick a snow lotus and come back to Song Shi, and you can get silver taels, and at the end of the year, people in the whole Sword Valley will go down the mountain for the New Year, and you can buy small things you like. β
The leader always felt that something was wrong, "How much silver can a snow lotus be exchanged for in Song Zhenren......"
"Three or two. β
"You have been squeezed!!" the leader wailed, "This snow lotus is a rare treasure medicine outside, the flesh and bones of the living dead, the meridians and root bones, one plant can be exchanged for at least a hundred taels of silver!"
Ji Jingming was a little inexplicable, "Snow Lotus is not sold to outsiders.
This is what Master Song needs, and the silver she saved is not much, but three taels of silver is enough. β
"Can't she pick it herself? But you can pick it. β
"No, no, the snow lotus is said to be steep in growth, but in fact, it can be easily picked with a little effort. If you don't practice hard, you won't be able to exchange the snow lotus for silver, and Master Song's eyes will be bright.
However, even if he doesn't forge ahead, Song Shi won't say much. When you enter the Sword Valley, you are your own family, and happiness is the best. β
"Song Zhenren didn't take Snow Lotus to sell, she can't have any illness, right?"
"Well, it's not very serious......
Wow, you're a thief, you can't talk about that. Ji Jingming scolded with a smile, rubbed a ball of snow and threw it on the face of the leader, who was already covered with snot.
Halfway up the West Mountain.
Woohoo sad, the bamboo house is not his. Every time I think about this, I feel a lot of distress, but I am also quickly relieved. Zhao Qingqiu's eldest girl's family must sleep better.
Into the hole.
I tidied up the bamboo rolls and drove away three or four snow foxes that were hiding in them.
It's still early to return the books, but he may be away for about a year, so it's better to return them all first.
Pinch your fingers and calculate, it's almost time to teach the reed words, so let's do it together tomorrow.
It's a year to say goodbye, and he doesn't want to. It's just that the court ceremony has to go, and almost everyone unanimously agrees and pushes him to go, so he accepts it.
Besides, instead of dragging him for a few months, it is better to go with the leader, have a companion, and then participate in the Nashi Bird Strategy Discussion highly recommended by An Fengyun by the way, and then ......
The bottom of his eyes grew colder.
Li Yi calculates, but he really knows how to calculate.
patted his face, made himself much sober, set up the oil lamp, made the boiler, picked up a bamboo roll and read it slowly.
The world is complicated, what does it have to do with me?
Wait for next year's imperial court ceremony to come back, and then you can concentrate on retirement.