The little marquis Feng Xingyu rarely went out except for rushing to the school during this time, but he met the gray-haired old man no less than ten times, and each time he begged him for a drink with a smile.

At first, the little Hou Ye ignored it, and only regarded it as a guest who stayed in the Hou Mansion for a short time, and he didn't know his identity as a Hou Zi, so he was offended.

Later, Feng Xingyu heard from someone to report the origin of this person, saying that Qin Yun, the great guest, gradually welcomed him into the mansion in person, and when he first came, he was more sloppy and dirty than a beggar, and the maids who bathed and washed his body changed the clean water three times, and used up seven or eight pieces of pancreatic soap bath cake to peel off the oily skin on his body.

Since he is a distinguished guest of the Hou Mansion, the little Hou Ye Feng Xingyu will naturally not be rude, and every time they meet, he asks the servant to bring him a pot of good wine.

Lao Dao always laughs and moans silently, and drinks wine when he has it. Once Lao Dao squatted in the corner, holding a greasy saltwater chicken in his hand, chewing on it as if no one was around. After the little marquis bumped into him, he asked without malice: "Doesn't the Taoist master need to fast and keep the precepts for practice?"

Lao Dao swiped his fingertips and said with a big grin: "Buddhists only hold the precepts to seek cause and effect, and our Taoists only seek one to go with the flow and not violate our own hearts." It doesn't matter if you fast and be good, or whether you kill and preach the Tao, it's just that the path is different, and the path is the same!"

The little marquis did not refute after hearing this, but he disagreed in his heart, in his opinion, the world must abstain from desire for goodness, think about cause and effect in everything, think about the next life, be proud of goodness, and be ashamed of evil, so that the world can be stable.

Of course, these are not all the teachings of Song Mengni, the old gentleman believes in taking the rules of the world as a shackle, restraining one's body, acting in the world without exceeding the rules, and cultivating morality, deeds, and words, so as to be worthy of the teachings of the sages. And the little marquis's theory of cause and effect in the afterlife actually comes from the Buddhist scriptures.

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Approaching the Double Ninth Festival, Shenhua Hou Feng Gai was entangled in military affairs and missed the opportunity to reunite with his family and admire the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Taking advantage of this heavy nine, he finally got out and returned to the house a few days in advance, and the husband and wife did not mention it.

On the day of Chongyang, according to Shenhuahou's proposal, the family went out for autumn.

Feng Xingyu has been studying for the past two months, and he can't even see Gao Guifu and Zhang Qiguan, the two sworn friends, not to mention any interesting pastimes, like a caged bird. I have to smell the good news from the sky when I go out, dress up early in the morning, sit on a high stool and shake my legs, looking forward to the moment of departure.

The little marquis is wearing a vermilion robe embroidered with gold thread, a jade belt, a red tassel, a small face puffed, delicate and lovely, and several full-time servants and maids who serve the little marquis can't help but shine.

Xiao Xingyu stared at the beads inlaid on the top of his boots, and snickered contentedly while in a daze.

"I'm finally free!"

The woman holding the ancient sword in her arms and the white sheath sword on her waist stood beside the little marquis, her eyes were closed, and for some reason, she did not choose to hide her figure this time.

After a while, someone came to report and told the little marquis to prepare for departure. Xiao Xingyu jumped off the high stool and ran out of the door with a jump. The people behind him hurriedly followed with the packed packages, which were some clothes, sweat towels, boots, mosquito repellent spices, etc., but they were all set up and packed with several large packages.

When the little marquis ran to the front of the mansion, Chen Caiyi, a woman with closed eyes, also happened to appear at the door of the mansion at the same time, and she placed her figure in the shade without deliberately hiding her traces. Then several servants and maids also arrived, although their faces were slightly flushed, and most of them did not pant violently.

After all, Xiao Xingyu is only four years old, and he is only running at a faster pace than an adult.

The guard of honor has already been set up in front of the house, flags, umbrella towers, peacock feather fans, and travel cards are all available. Some rode tall horses alone, while others dragged their children and hired several carriages.

Zhuo Mingzhe, the lord of Jinxue City, nicknamed Zhuo Caishen, was also in it, and the nine carriages of the Zhuo family were lined up, and the roof of the carriage was as large as the shade of a tree, covering all the space in the carriage under the shadow, and the tulle curtains hung down on all sides, which did not cover the sight of the riders, nor could it prevent outsiders from peeping, but only to prevent dust and insects. With the status of Zhuo Caishen, he did not dare to cast a rude glance at the female dependents in the car.

Zhuo Mingzhe's children are all in the carriage, including the smart and clever daughter Zhuo and Shen. This girl's eyebrows are like knives, and she is heroic, but her father is near the left, so she has to press her heart and pretend to be a lady.

Xiao Xingyu ran around in the honor guard against the morning sun, and the people in the honor guard not only had to be careful to avoid it, but also raised the objects that could be lifted in their hands to shield the little marquis from the sun as much as possible.

It wasn't until Mrs. Chu Xiaoting called that Feng Xingyu hurriedly ran back to the front of the house, and the child's voice shouted loudly: "Mother~"

Chu Xiaoting took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead for his son, Xiao Xingyu gently snatched it over, and said obediently: "Mother, I'll come by myself!"

Mrs. Hou Chu Xiaoting rested her hands on her round belly with a smile of relief.

As soon as the Marquis of Shenhua appeared in front of the palace gate, all the officials in the city immediately gathered around, knelt down neatly and saluted, and shouted "Wan'an!"

Feng Xuan was dressed in civilian clothes today, without wearing armor, and his unacceptable might and coercion was still slowly emanating, infecting the hearts of countless officials and officials in the Shenli Pond. The Shenli pond was as quiet as a dark night for a while, Feng Wei gently shook his clothes, and said lightly: "This trip is only for the autumn view, there is neither fireworks sacrifice, nor bow horse hunting, and the etiquette is simple for the time being." The city lord of Zhuo stayed, and the rest of the people dispersed and returned to the team!"

The officials sang and retreated, their clothes rubbed, and the heads of people gradually drifted away, like the ebb and flow of rivers and seas.

Zhuo Mingzhe took a few steps forward, and he did not shy away from suspicion, and was in the same column as Shenhuahou. The man with the sword who accompanied this God of Wealth in Golden Snow City and served as a guard did not dare to be polite and retreated behind everyone. is even more behind Qin Yunji, Chen Caiyi and a middle-aged man who is as tall as a mountain and is wrapped in a long strip of cloth.

This swordsman is also a famous figure in the rivers and lakes, and his surname is Tang and a cool character. Tang Liang is one of the few grandmasters who are openly willing to serve the officials on the surface, you must know that the princes and generals and even the masters of the rivers and lakes raised by the imperial court, many are only willing to regard themselves as guest kings, and serve the eunuchs with loyalty, but it is impossible to serve their lives? gamble on the future of martial arts? or even rebel against the master? That is absolutely impossible!

Zhuo Mingzhe's gaze swept extremely vaguely at the middle-aged man who was as tall as a mountain behind Hou Ye, who seemed to be unaware. I secretly wondered in my heart: "Keqing Liu Longchi really had an accident in that transaction, but I don't know if for this man with the highest prestige among the princes, will he earn more or lose a lot?"

Lest the Hou Ye, who was actually extremely delicate around him, notice his abnormality, Zhuo Mingzhe slowed down his speech and lowered his posture, and said: "Xia Guan has made a few incense sticks, I don't know if the Hou Ye and Mrs. are willing to deign to come?"

Shenhua Hou Feng and his wife Chu Xiaoting looked at the Shenli Pond together, and Xiao Xingyu had just gone up the stairs in front of the mansion, and walked down the Shenli Pond with everyone, just a hurried glance at the incense cars. So the bold little guy climbed onto the shoulders of the tall and strong man, this person's shoulders were extremely broad, even on one side, it was enough for Xiao Xingyu to sit down peacefully.

Xiao Xingyu saw two carriages side by side in the nearest place, on the right was his own horse pulled by four horses, the canopy was beautiful, the cloth curtain was heavy, and the horse's neck was tied with copper luan, but the horse was silent. On the left is Zhuo Mingzhe's two-wheel drive pun, with a pole in the middle of the body, a huge canopy on top of it, surrounded by light gauze and thin curtains, and some of them have been ridden by female children.

After satisfying his curiosity, the little marquis did not speak, but sneaked down to the ground, took his mother's hand, and muttered quietly.

Shenhua Hou politely refused on the grounds that the carriage pulled by the horse was stable, but seeing that the mother and son were more interested in the novel carriage, he compromised: "Then take Brother Mingzhe's carriage!"

The group rode the carriage recommended by Zhuo Mingzhe, and Zhuo Mingzhe naturally did not take the liberty to board the Xiangyu where Mrs. Hou and the little Hou Ye were located, but returned to one of the carriages where his family was. Among the guards, only Chen Caiyi sat in the carriage where the Hou Ye was, through a thin veil, and sat in the position of the horseman on the outer edge. There is a special person in front of the carriage and horse to pull the reins to guide the horse, so Chen Caiyi, who has been keeping his eyes closed, simply crosses his legs and meditates and exercises.

The rest of the people waited for the rest of the people to ride slowly.

Qin Yun gradually wandered leisurely, letting the horses sway left and right, there was a servant who was courteous and wanted to pull the reins for him, the old man smiled and said "thank you", the words were sincere, which made the servant secretly happy, and he was very happy after the success of the treasure offering.

After Tang Liang, the man with a sword, stepped on the horse, he did not chase after the head of the family, but chose to be parallel to the tall man with the status of the Hou Mansion. The two of them went side by side, and Tang Liang found that the yellow-flowered horse under the man was almost half a foot taller than the Da Wanliang horse under his crotch, and the overall height was beyond the specifications of ordinary horses.

Tang Liang remembered some traces of spiders and horses, and said sincerely: "If the contemptible people didn't look away, this high-headed horse should have been caught by horse dealers from the northern grasslands a few years ago, and it was rumored that it was a heterogeneous wild horse king who ran down from the snow mountain. I heard that after that, I became the mount of the old timers of Liulongchi?"

The tall man cherished the words like gold, "Yes." ”

Tang Liang saw that his words were stiff, but he did not show signs of disgust from this, so he continued to approach, and at the same time sincerely yearned: "Senior Liu is the peak that we sword learners look up to, I heard that he used a knife to cut out a hundred zhang dragon, but he hated that the contemptible person was not in the city at that time, and he couldn't see the sword saint's demeanor. In my opinion, in fact, the prefix of the word 'half' can be removed, and he is old enough to serve as the number one sword saint. But for some reason, there has been no news from Mr. Liu in the past few years, and the contemptible people have entrusted the master to pay attention to all the news of Mr. Liu's predecessors, but there has been no reply so far. It makes people wonder, is there a wolf Qi or the second fox brocade department covering up the news? Or has the old man Liu quietly closed his sword and retired to the rivers and lakes?"

The tall man popped out two words: "Dead!"

(End of chapter)

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