On the fourth day of the first month of winter, Liu Yi's twenty-third birthday arrived, and he didn't boil eggs today, as if he forgot, in that cottage, his birthday eggs were not boiled by his father, or cooked by his father-in-law, and he has not been able to eat boiled eggs on his birthday for three consecutive years, and now he doesn't want to eat them very much.

Last time, he was struck by lightning in a daze, he lay on the couch and slept for more than two months, and now his health is already very good, Liu Yi did not go down the mountain with the master to do work, worshiped Mr. Xu as Mr. of the Confucian scholar in the green shirt, and began to read, reading during the day, practicing swords at night, no matter what, he is extremely serious, and he must do it to the extreme.

Duan Baosheng looked bored, and went down the mountain with Chuntongqin with a broken snake belly, he was going to Lingshou County to see a child.

From the winter of the 21st year of Jingning to the September of the 22nd year of Jingning, Liu Yi studied behind closed doors every day.

In September of the 22nd year of Jingning, Liu Yi performed the crown ceremony, and Mr. Xu said: "Since you like to practice swords, how about the word 'sword immortal'?"

Liu Yi couldn't let go of the scroll, shook his head and said, "Wouldn't it be too vulgar?"

Mr. Xu laughed, "Lao Tzu's words are vulgar, vulgar and unbearable!"

Liu Yi moved his gaze from the scroll to Mr. and asked, "Then don't take the words, I don't think Mr. can take any good words." ”

Mr. Xu was about to fight, thinking that he was indeed like that, reading books and ten lines at a glance, and preaching the scriptures was the way, but he was not good at naming him.

In just one year, Liu Yi, who was crowned, memorized a lot of Confucian classics, and was full of stamina.

Every night of the year, Liu Yi is still practicing swords, he didn't have time to make a scabbard, and he hasn't touched the iron sword, Liu Yi firmly believes in his heart that even if he uses a wooden sword, he can also practice sword energy.

There are not a few Dao Tibets on Xuankong Mountain, all of them have been turned over, and in this year, Liu Yi, who has not been on the mountain a few times, let alone go to the Dao Tibet.

Once when I went up the mountain, I saw an old man who actually twisted his hair with scissors, crying and shouting to knock on the door of the monk's temple.

Once, when I went up the mountain and saw the ascetic returning to the mountain, he quarreled with a young Taoist priest, and the little Taoist priest glared and said: "What do you see when you enter the world to beg for food and practice, all living beings are suffering or are they suffering alone, and they are still suffering when you see people's hearts or Buddha's hearts?"

The dervishew seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and he had nothing to say.

Xiao Daotong continued: "My Taoist has a book called "Hug Puzi", and it is up to you to turn it over. ”

The ascetic monk really dispersed a body of Vajra Realm Buddhism cultivation, and deliberately went to the monk's temple to quarrel with the host, and it was difficult for him to cross the Buddhist scriptures with his stomach, so he went to the library to look through the tattered "Hug Puzi".

The curious Liu Yi chased all the way to take a look, and the man read very slowly, only reading books, not speaking.

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Su Luo, the old minister of Ruyang City, was the pearl of the Daqin family when he was young, after a long life, he became the pillar of the country in one fell swoop, sealed the pillar of the country, appointed Shang Shuling, and repaired the history of the country.

Lao Zhuguo participated in the dangerous battle for succession when he was young, and he was called Su Mou, but it seemed to have exhausted the Su family's literary spirit and courage, and the children and grandchildren of Lao Zhuguo bullied the women of the good family one by one on weekdays, which is called a skillful means, but whenever they meet an official, they are not good at speaking, among the children and grandchildren of these two generations, there are people who are lifted, but there is no Jinshi and the first, and the Su family is the leader of the great cause of the family.

Lao Zhuguo was seriously ill last year, and he survived in one breath.

The emperor's will arrived, the two sons of Yin, the eldest son Su Zhi was called the Huangmen Shilang in the previous dynasty, although he was on an errand under the door, but he was a close minister for the Son of Heaven Province to read the case, if there was no fault, he would stay up for 30 years, and he could be a six-part waiter in the inside, and the real shortage of the county guard was released.

The fourth son, Su Lu, married the princess and worshiped Ma Duwei, and his life was safe.

A few days after the emperor's decree arrived, Zhu Guoguo died.

In the winter moon, the shisha of the Liuli River flooded into Ruyang City, a big city of millions of people was in the smoke, and the three people who could not travel to the grassland slowly entered Beijing.

Ruyang city south of the Liuli River, west of Qinshui, northeast is a husband of the heavy crane pass, the world of goods are in Ruyang turnover, can not be said to be not prosperous, the cold winter wax moon is even more so, everywhere is the shouting and shouting.

The name of Ruyang City has not been called for many years, the original name was Xianyang City, and then changed to Daxing City, and now the Qin Dynasty has been changed to Ruyang City, and after the establishment of Daqin for more than 90 years, no one should call it Daxing City anymore.

The old road of Xuankong Mountain went down the mountain quietly, all the way straight to the capital, the old road was the king of the previous dynasty in Beijing, or the most capable one, before the country fell apart, he had persuaded the imperial brother, the imperial brother on the ninety-five continued to be busy burning pills and practicing mercury, this world seems to be inferior to his furnace of pills, this country does not seem to be as good as the fisherman's woman.

The former king of the dead country entered Beijing after cultivating his skills, and many people did not agree.

There are people from the rivers and lakes all the way, the old road waved his sleeves, pointed at it, and finally arrived not far outside Ruyang City, and met a person who could speak, and the old Tao said: "The people of the mountains and the wilderness are only." ”

The tall middle-aged man in the purple shirt did not use his sword, and turned sideways far away to give way.

Came to the Xinfeng Wine Shop outside the city, and named him to drink two taels of Xinfeng wine, and the brewing master in the store was also polite and gave him two taels.

Qing Jing scolded: "Take this light sake lees and burnt wine to be poor?"

The brewing master had to be patient and said: "This is Xinfeng wine, which has been made in the winery for 150 years, and this is the taste." ”

"I still want to get me, when I was young before Liangjiazi, I came to this Xinfeng Wine Shop with my master, at that time the master asked for two taels, and I took advantage of his old man's house to go out for a small relief, so I secretly drank a sip, the taste is ......."

After finishing speaking, the old man smacked his mouth, and there were all the memories with a yearning face.

The clumsy brewing master couldn't cope with the Taoist, and after a while, a shopkeeper came and said, "I don't know when the old fairy will come?"

Lao Dao said: "Before Liangjiazi, I was still young at that time. ”

The shopkeeper said, "May I ask where the immortal chief is practicing?"

Lao Dao replied: "Xuankong Mountain." ”

Qingjing was already a little impatient.

After the shopkeeper heard about Xuankong Mountain, his face was calm, and he still asked, "What kind of exercises does the immortal chief cultivate?"

Lao Dao blew his beard and glared: "You are in this life, endlessly, your mouth is dry, and you can't speak." ”

The shopkeeper winked, and someone handed over tea.

The old man took a sip of tea and replied, "Chisel stones." ”

The shopkeeper shouted, "Get out." ”

In more than a dozen wine shops, Xiao Si chased out with a broom and shovel, and the foot Taoist ran away, although his feet were not good, but he ran quite fast.

Xinfeng Liquor Fang called the Evening Liquor Workshop two Jiazi ago, the old Tao said wrong, and it was beaten out, but who knows that the old Taoist cultivated to Tongtian, or the king of the previous dynasty in Beijing, but until now he has never been literate, usually in the mountains to get free, so he pulls the junior to read the scriptures to him! As for why he memorizes his Taoist number so firmly, because the junior brother can't remember his own Taoist number.

The wine shop has been passed down for six or seven generations, and it has long stopped selling wine, nor does it not sell wine, it does not sell loose wine, there are many large businesses to do, and the wine gang of Buhejian County should also come.

If the wine shop is good, the business will naturally be good, and the people who cheat the wine will come.

Take some poems and poems, dress up as rich businessmen, and dress up as Taoists with fairy wind bones, Xinfeng Wine Shop has to deal with dozens of such people every year.

When the grizzled and dusty Daoist arrived outside the East City Gate, it was already noon, and the old Taoist pinched his calloused hand and calculated, and lamented: "It's still too late!"

Lao Dao didn't want to go into the city anymore, he wanted to hum a song out of the city, but he had been in the mountains for so many years, and he had long forgotten the songs he had learned before, and he had never heard the new songs, even if he heard them, he was busy chiseling stones, how could he remember?

The people of the foot Dao thought about the way so many people blocked him, but he still arrived here, wouldn't it be a loss if he didn't enter the city, and the old Tao who had figured it out entered the city happily.

The old Taoist in the city looked at Li Baiyao and the three of them, and then pulled Li Baiyao and said: "Childe, the old Taoist showed you your face, it is unspeakably expensive, can you allow the poor Taoist to count a hexagram?"

Li Baiyao was dumbfounded, and replied: "Dao Chief, please!"

Brother Lang, who was hanging in the back, ran forward, patted away Lao Dao's hands, and beware of touching the dirty hands of the son, and the clothes were also washed by him.

Lao Dao twisted his beard and said: "The son is unspeakably expensive, according to the old Tao, you should not travel in the past few years, especially in the north, it is even more evil, it is better to study." ”

Speaking of reading, Lao Dao seemed to think of something, and said: "I still have a reading friend in Daxing City! ”

After that, the old way left on his own, and he didn't want to pay money.

The people who call this city a great city will definitely get lost in the city.

Zhegui Bu Toad Palace, there have always been many people who have won Gui, and there are few people who have entered the Tianzi Hall, but this does not prevent people from folding Gui anytime and anywhere, in the cold winter wax moon, there is still no shortage of scholars who are Zhegui and seek good fortune Jump over the wall and secretly pick a laurel branch, and the scholars who stay in the capital are thinking about next year's high school, and Li Baiyao and the three of them have seen many scholars twisting Gui branches along the way.

After Du Heli saw the cinnamon branch in everyone's hands, he asked and asked: "Mr. Li Er, will you be a person or a jinshi next year?"

Li Baiyao was helpless, when he shouted "Mr. Li Er" for the first time in Sword and Gut City, he was still respectful, and in the past few months, it has become a ridiculous title, Li Baiyao replied: "Tong Sheng hasn't taken the exam yet!"

Du Heli knew that the Qionglu Academy was powerful, the righteous man was enough to turn the tide, and the evil man was enough to disrupt the country, but the Qionglu Academy also had to take the test step by step, and said: "It seems that Mr. Li Er is in vain. ”

Li Baiyao couldn't speak, and Brother Lang said: "Whether my son-in-law has real talent and real learning, it is not your turn to chew your tongue as a reckless man who only knows how to hold a sword and chop people." ”

Du Heli turned around and said in a muffled voice, "Huh?"

"Sword Saint Sword Saint, Du Gongzi is a Sword Saint!" Brother Lang hurriedly remedied.

Du Heli quickly changed his tune about Brother Lang and praised: "On the way." ”

Brother Lang muttered and said, "The Sword Saint wants to untie the sword, and the Overlord wants to remove the armor,"

A little far away, Du He didn't hear Brother Lang's muttering.

Du Heli slowly approached Brother Lang and said with a smile: "You scholar changed his words very quickly, but I, Du He, don't need a reason to beat people." ”

Brother Lang turned around and fled, and Du Heli chased after him......

In the evening, the city of Ruyang is still bustling.

Du Heli panted and asked, "How can you thank me for this?"

Li Baiyao replied: "Actually, if he walks slower, we can also get there." ”

"The skin of this white-faced scholar is thicker than the four corners of the city wall!" Du Heli said helplessly, in fact, he wanted to go faster.

Li Baiyao nodded: "Compared to the skin, I don't seem to be afraid of anyone." ”

Du Heli shrugged his shoulders and said, "Shameless." ”

Li Baiyao smiled, but the next moment he couldn't laugh.

At the foot of the Son of Heaven, in Ruyang City in the Shoushan District, there were three people running wildly, followed by the chasing person not far behind, an old man.

Li Baiyao led Brother Lang, who dragged the laurel branch and ran unfast, and was pushed and shoved by Du Heli next to him.

The three of them ran all the way through the streets and alleys, getting farther and farther away from the old man behind him, and the old man didn't chase after him, his lips were scolding dryly, and he went back with a sigh, thinking that it seemed that the osmanthus tree in the courtyard in the past few days had to hire someone to watch it.

The old man went back to his yard and saw that the people of the Taoist were quiet, and the two friends from many years ago met each other, and there was no joy of reunion after a long absence.

"You're alive. ”

"You're not dead. ”

The two said that there was no emotion of Shaohua's absence, nor the sigh of time flies, not to mention how high-spirited he was when he was young, let alone how the friendship was.

The three people who ran into the alley couldn't run anymore, the two adults gasped on their knees, and Brother Lang pulled the broken osmanthus branch that had been gnawed by insects, and touched the beads of sweat on his nose. “”

Li Baiyao asked, "Brother Lang stole something?"

Brother Lang replied: "No, it's just picking a branch, as for chasing and scolding? We picked a wicker that is better than this in Wind Chime Town, and no one chased us." ”

Du Heli interjected: "Brother Lang, in fact, I think that old man is really not excessive, you look at the branches are quite big!"

Brother Lang asked, "Which side are you on?"

Du Heli replied: "Naturally, it's on your side. ”

Brother Lang asked, "Then how should you speak?"

Du Heli replied: "Brother Lang, you are right, that old man should be beaten for being stingy." ”

Brother Lang said angrily: "You're right!"

When Du Heli said that, he was disgusted, and muttered: "If Lao Tzu's high-roller sword is in his hand, I really want to chop you kid with a sword." ”

Brother Lang, who was bright-eyed, heard it and asked, "Sword Immortal, where is your sword?"

This kid who can't open a pot really makes Du He angina pectoris, and replied impatiently: "You know an egg." ”

Brother Lang pulled out the crotch of his pants with his dirty hands and said, "I know two eggs, I don't believe you try it." ”

Du Heli stretched out his hand and patted his head and said, "Your master and servant are really hopeless." ”

Li Baiyao turned his head to look at Du Heli and said "um" curiously.

Du He said: "The master's skin is as thick as the city wall, and the scholar is reincarnated like a pervert. ”

Brother Lang snapped his fingers, but unfortunately it didn't, and said with a smile: "In one word!"

Du Heli sighed: "Brother Lang, who did you learn from?"

Brother Lang replied, "My son-in-law!"

Brother Lang pointed to the end of the alley and said, "Childe, what are you looking at there, there are so many people watching?"

How could Li Baiyao, who hurt his eyes from reading a book, see so far away, and shook his head to indicate that he couldn't see.

The three of them went to the end of the alley, Brother Lang still dragged the guizhi, saying that he wanted to give it to the son, but the son didn't want it, but he thought the guizhi was very good, no wonder many people twisted it.

People looked at the notices crowded, and Brother Lang said: "Son, go and see, I can't read!"

Li Baiyao said with a smile: "Du Heli is literate, you can tell him to go!"

Brother Lang said: "Du Jiansheng, it's hard work." ”

Du Heli subconsciously replied: "It's easy to say!"

After answering, Du Heli reacted and said with a smile: "This son is also the sword crown of the Hebi Sword Sect, and the appearance of a master outside the world has to be pretended to be all the time." ”

Brother Lang scratched his head and said: "I'm illiterate, my son-in-law, he looks like the wind is about to fall, so I can only drive Du Gongzi to take a look." ”

Du Heli likes Brother Lang to flatter him the most, and he looks useful.

Brother Lang, who was outside the crowd, looked at Du Heli who was squeezed into the crowd, and said to his son-in-law: "Those who practice martial arts are powerful!"

After Du Heli finished reading, he walked out of the crowd, shrugged his shoulders, felt that he was busy in vain, and there was nothing to see, so he said casually: "It's not a big deal, it's just a dead person." ”

Brother Lang asked curiously, "Who died?"

Du Heli spread his hands and said: "A pillar country surnamed Su." ”

Li Baiyao muttered: "Su Luo Zhuguo, it is not snowing yet, and the emperor has lost his humerus, is he really going to respond to the nonsense of the conspirators?"