Bai Yun stared at a yellow leaf floating across the stream, and also sat down by the stream.

"Don't guess that you kid must want to hurry to Muru Temple, and then pierce Liu Weiji's face in front of all the major sects, right?" Dou Changan pulled up a grass root and put it in his mouth with relish.

Bai Yun nodded, his eyes shrank slightly, and he didn't quite understand what Dou Changan meant.

Probably thinking that the grass roots were tasteless, Dou Changan chewed for a while and then spit it out: "Is your head a stone hammer or a clay sculpture? That Liu Weiji is a stinky chess basket is good, do you also want to play chess with the stinky chess basket? In case one accidentally falls into it, Liu Weizhi, who thinks about the position of the head of the Qingxuan Sword Sect day and night, is very happy to see it, and I am afraid that it is too late to be happy." ”

"If the seniors have any opinions, you might as well say it directly. Bai Yun didn't go around the bend with Dou Changan, and their current relationship was straight to the point.

If it were as usual, with Dou Changan's cold and thin heart, he would probably look on coldly, although he had a lot of affection with Bai Yun this time, he still couldn't change his temperament of love and trickery: "But it's okay, it's a good thing if you really suffer a loss, so that you, the raw melons and eggs who have just entered the rivers and lakes, are afraid that they will hit a high wall and can't get around, who is that old guy Liu Weiji?" It is a well-known Confucian on the rivers and lakes, and it is the hundred-foot benchmark of the Qingxuan Sword Sect except for Xiao Da's master, besides, the collusion between the Qingxuan Sword Sect and the Tianlong Society is not trivial, do you think it is a child tinkering with wooden sticks? Who do you think you are, a disciple of Jixia who is not well known, can make sense in just a few words? Liu Weiji's chess game is insidious and vicious, and the layout is far-sighted and comprehensive, and you can't catch a trace of horse's feet at all. ”

Bai Yun was dumbfounded, Dou Changan's rhetoric penetrated into it, he really never thought about it.

Dou Changan had nothing to do, picked up a stone and threw it into the stream, and there was a splash of water: "Liu Weiji is not only a contemporary Confucian, but also a talented and talented person who is all over the world, and the realm of Taoism is second only to the white-clothed Confucian saint Lian Wansheng in Confucianism. ”

Dou Changan rubbed his forehead and continued: "Liu Weiqi, that old guy has already ranked among the top of Confucianism and Taoism when he is not confused, but now more than 20 years have passed, and he is about to enter the year of the sixtieth year, but the Taoist has not been able to go further, and he has always been unable to break the window screen of Confucianism and Sage, which seems to be as thin as a cicada's wings, but is actually far from the ninefold Xuantian. More than 10 years ago, the imperial court set up the palace courtyard, the emperor in Chang'an City let him enter the Beijing face saint, and wanted him to serve as the first auxiliary scholar of the palace pavilion institute, those who did not know thought that Liu Wei had learned Tao Xuunparallel, the emperor admired his talent to lead him into the palace to give him a heavy position, on the contrary, if the discerning people who watched the fire could see it clearly, the emperor let Liu Wei have entered the Beijing face saint as the first auxiliary scholar, but he wanted to take this opportunity to keep the old fox as a proton, not only to make the best use of it but also to control the entire Qingxuan Sword Sect, leaving a hand for the future to intervene in the rivers and lakes. ”

"What happened later?" Bai Yun asked.

Dou Changan said slowly: "Liu Weiji's old fox will naturally not be fooled, and he pushed it off with the reason that he is shallow and weak, and he can't afford the grace of the saints. The bitter cold scholars in the world were moved to snot and tears, saying that Mr. Liu Da is a grandmaster of the Confucian generation, and when he encounters this great opportunity, he can still despise power and money like dung, and he is a model for students in the world and so on, in fact, this old fox just cherishes his feathers and is worried about entering Beijing

I can't get out again. ”

Bai Yun was suspicious, and he spit it out: "Since Liu Wei already has the heart to be a great Confucian with two sleeves and a clean breeze, why do he still collude with the Tianlong Society to set up this situation, is it just for the false title and ambition of the Qingxuan Sword Sect's Great Sect?

Dou Changan stretched out his hand and grabbed the soil and held it up in front of Bai Yun's eyes, his five fingers gradually loosened, and the soil was soft and scattered like rain: "Dust returns to dust, and even if you die, you have to be buried in the soil of the rivers and lakes, this is called "soul returning to your hometown", Liu Wei is a good Confucian, but he is also a Confucian who is covered with mud in the rivers and lakes. ”

Bai Yun was thoughtful.

"Senior, may I ask you a question?"

"Asked. ”

"You have lived in seclusion in Yunmengze for twenty years, why do you still know this river and lake so clearly?"

"。。。。。。 ”

Maybe this man has never left the rivers and lakes?

Jiangnan Road as one of the main roads directly into the hinterland of Jiangnan, you can meet people coming and going to Jiangnan from time to time during the day, and at night Jiangnan Road is much quieter, there is no noisy sound of cars and horses, only the bright moon is empty and the autumn waves are lonely, before sunset, the three of them stopped in a tea shop for passers-by to rest in the horse, the tea shop is not much compared to the tea house of the serious Ba'er, there are only a few tables and chairs under the simple wooden shed, Bai Yun inquired and learned that the original tea shop does not close at night in order to do the business of passers-by at night, and the three of them can just rest here for a night, after ordering a few dishes of simple vegetarian dishes, Dou Changan is about not addicted to the mouth, and wants to beg for wine and drink with the tea shop。

"Good wine!" Dou Changan stretched a long lazy waist, looked at the tea in the cup tastelessly and said.

The owner of the tea house, who is both a father and a mother, and is both a shopkeeper and a junior, hurriedly walked out of the humble back kitchen, tore off the old cloth towel on his shoulders and wiped his wet hands, with a puzzled face: "Guest officer, we have tea and side dishes, but we don't sell alcohol." ”

"Why?" Dou Changan was puzzled: "The love of the emotional shopkeeper looks at people through the crack in the door, and he thinks I can't afford to pay for wine?"

The owner of the tea house put the old cloth towel back on his shoulder, and said with a bitter self-aware look: " Guest officer, you also know that my small tea house is doing business at night, the small business to exchange blood and sweat for silver, and not afraid of guest jokes, there is no traveler willing to rest in my small tea house in the daytime, most of the guests who come and go to the tea house are business travelers who are in a hurry at night and can't find a place to rest, forced to rest in my place, and can only earn a few dishes and a few bowls of tea, meager and unprofitable, barely able to feed a family of five, guests are naturally hopeless. ”

Dou Changan asked again: "Wine is better to sell than tea, and you can earn more silver than tea, since you can't make money by selling tea and side dishes, why don't you sell wine?"

The owner of the tea house looked left and right, and whispered in a silence: "Although the little one is rude, he also knows that this Jiangnan Road is the main road to the hinterland of the Jiangnan, and it is not just ordinary travelers who go south. ”

Dou Changan raised his eyelids, and when he saw Bai Yun and Zhang Yuruo absent-mindedly, he asked again, "Who else?"

The owner of the tea house seemed to be afraid, and he spat and spit like a fish in his throat.

The simple teahouse was only lit by two oil lamps, and Dou Changan squinted at the owner of the teahouse, only to realize that his face was blue and swollen, and he had been honestly repaired not long ago.

"Could it be that there is still a master who robs the house?

Dou Changan joked.

The owner of the tea house sighed and said, "It is ten times more vicious than the one who robbed it." ”

The corners of Dou Changan's mouth were slightly hooked, and he pretended to be surprised: "Oh, it's more vicious than the robbery?"

The owner of the tea house lowered his voice and said, "Those who wear official uniforms." ”

Dou Changan sighed softly, and his acting skills were superb: "Why do you say that those in official uniforms are more vicious than those who rob?"

The owner of the tea house was stuffy with bitter water and was worried that there was no place to vomit, and this time he saw that Dou Changan was a foreigner, even if he said that he missed his mouth, he didn't care, pulled a tiger chair and sat next door, shook his head and said: " As a choke point leading directly to the hinterland of Jiangnan, in addition to businessmen and travelers, there are also officers and soldiers stationed nearby. ”

The owner of the tea house paused, looked around and continued: "Then the king of Wu is also blinded by the lard ointment, conniving at his subordinates to do evil, Jiangnan is rich and good, but the gold and silver mountains are in the hands of those famous businessmen, and I don't see those who have been hit by thousands of knives to scrape their oil, but in turn squeeze the skin oil of our people, a few days ago those who have been hit by thousands of knives came to loot the people's fat, I didn't have enough money, they were going to demolish my tea house, and then I turned over the bricks and tiles to make up enough silver, and let them beat before they were willing to stop. ”

Dou Changan only felt inexplicably funny, and muttered: "No wonder that kid would rather take the Weishan Road than take the Jiangnan Road." ”

Dou Changan asked again: "We have been on the road for a day today, why didn't we bump into half of the officers and soldiers on patrol?"

The owner of the tea house seemed to be unable to swallow this breath, and his fist clenched the corner of his clothes: "I heard that the group of killing thousand knives stationed in Jiangnan Province on weekdays has been temporarily transferred to other places, as if they are going to round up the bandits." ”

The owner of the tea house was furious, and continued: "Bah! The fertile land in the south of the Yangtze River abounds, but anyone who has some strength to cultivate the field can support his family, where will there be any bandits, when the common people are willing to leave the fertile land and not plow, and have to tie their heads to the waistband of their trousers to do business? ”

Dou Changan understood in his heart, in fact, those officers and soldiers stationed in Jiangnan Province were not to round up the bandits, nor did they go elsewhere to search for ointment, but were transferred to hunt down the plain-robed boy.

After a moment of silence, Dou Changan stopped fighting with the owner of the tea house, and suddenly stood up and said, "Where is there wine to buy around here?"

The owner of the tea house pointed to the east: "There is a wine shop on this side of the road for more than 20 miles, I heard that it was opened by the family of a certain official leader, and it is also the only wine shop within a radius of fifty or sixty miles on this Jiangnan Road, the scale is comparable to a small inn, many merchants love to go there to settle down, plus a monopoly wine business in Jiangnan Road, the store is very popular, but the wine is sold expensive." ”