Bai Jing led the donkey up the mountain, and the gods visited. Originally, according to the previous strategy, it should have been straight up the mountain road first, enjoying the scenery of the mountains and rivers in front of you, and then going straight to the Yellow Dragon to meet the old man who should not have lived in the world. But what the man didn't expect was that the lame donkey was actually more enthusiastic than his master, no matter how steep the mountain peak was in front of him, just walking quickly. The closer he got to the top of the mountain, the more the lame donkey became, and he didn't care about the countless earth and stone mechanisms hidden in front of him, leaving only the hard butt with two halves of plum blossoms pouting at Bai Jing.

"Damn! They all say that they know people and faces, but you don't know your heart, you fucking good, you actually took out two butts and faced Lao Tzu, the master of the eight classics. It's fucking unlucky. Bai Jing scolded with a smile, and Rao is man who has always had a smiling face couldn't help laughing. I had to let it go, and followed the donkey as it brisked.

Ye Chuiyang stood on the top of the mountain, letting the mountain wind be fierce and the waves rose and fell, and the man's tall body was always standing on a big rock protruding from the mountain peak, with a face full of lovelessness. If it weren't for the little gourd pulling the hem of the man's hanging clothes, I am afraid that Ye Chuiyang, a bandit who was famous in Qi'an County for a while, would have jumped off the cliff to make self-determination, and went to Huangquan with the golden plaque that was more difficult to see and hated more and more.

Xiao Hulu is not a clever person, and he is a character who can't say anything among the bandits who are ranked in seniority, but looking at the decisive posture of the big boss, thousands of waves also appeared in his not very bright heart. He pulled his legs and ran forward two steps quickly, pulling the man's fluttering robe backwards, and dragging it backwards one by one.

The predecessors seek death, and the descendants save them. Such a strange but funny picture is frozen on the top of the mountain, which makes people laugh and helpless.

"Big boss, don't blame the little gourd for not knowing the handwriting engraved on this plaque. You think, Xiao Hulu has only read poetry books for a few years, and he has only learned a little truth, how can I know such a few big words that are so profound. I think you have to know what is engraved on this plaque, unless you go to the young lady of the Yuan family. After speaking, the man's voice was already a faint hum, and only the sound of stealing remained.

Miss Zhang's words are easy, but if Xiao Hulu really takes this incomprehensible plaque to find Miss Zhang, he can't muster the courage anyway.

Ye Chuiyang clenched his fists and hesitated. What the little gourd said just now was like a little light, and it exploded in the man's heart. At this time, it is not a proper way to think about it. But turning around and thinking about it for a while, Ye Chuiyang retracted his steps again, not moving forward.

"How does this make me? I don't know half of Ye Chuiyang's big characters, if I pretend to know the truth of poetry and calligraphy, I am afraid that if I don't laugh at the beauty, I am afraid that this master's head is already not guaranteed. When the man thought of this, he couldn't help but shudder, as if he still had palpitations at the beautiful woman's water-sleeved gown, bright eyes and bright teeth. Presumably, the famous Ye Chuiyang has not fallen less in the hands of Yuan Hongxing in the past.

In fact, what worries Ye Chuiyang even more is that he is afraid that this girl who is thinking about her heart will ridicule her pen and ink articles that she doesn't know, and she is also afraid that the plaque that she thinks is extraordinary is just a worthless mortal sundries in the eyes of that bright-eyed and bright-toothed woman, which is a bit undesirable in any case.

Ye Chuiyang shrunk his neck, in a dilemma.

The man's face was difficult, and his already dark face was even more black in the eyes of the little gourd at this time, and he was daunted.

"Big boss, don't think about it, if you leave, what will the little ones do in this life in the future?" The little gourd widened his eyes, hurriedly threw himself over, and hugged the man's thighs vigorously.

Ye Chuiyang couldn't cry or laugh a little.

"Is it so difficult for Lao Tzu to smash this plaque? Ye Chuiyang scolded and scolded, and had the urge to roll up his sleeves and hit people.

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"Ye Chuiyang, Ye Chuiyang, why have you turned back all these years. One under this hand is more useless than the other. Bai Jing dragged the donkey with one hand, lifted up his long coat and rubbed his blood-stained hands.

Ye Chuiyang held up the plaque, and looked left and right, feeling a little unpleasant. Could it be that such a treasure that he took with all his might to rob the house and rob the house to kiss Fang Ze turned out to be a useless chicken rib.

"Alas, the beauty is on the side, and it is not allowed to enter the arms, which is also a big regret in life. Ye Chuiyang's face was full of grief and indignation, and he wanted to smash the plaque but was reluctant.

Bai Jing hid a sword in his sleeve, and suddenly he wanted to take the man's good head.

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Liu Jingang distributes the formation, and the adjustment has been completed. The man pressed the formation by himself, and raised a team of military horses to occupy the central camp and walked away.

Zhang Zheji has always been brave, and he is also known by Fei Jun as a fierce general who is easy to obtain and difficult to find. At this time, the Vajra Bodhisattva, who left the lotus platform, rolled up his sleeves and just killed someone.

The man's eyes were cold, and his gaze was like a rainbow. He raised his eyebrows and raised his sword to sweep the horse, as cold as a god in heaven. Liu Jingang is mighty and unrevealed, cold as a predator. This one after the other, the lineup alone has surpassed the previous too much. Not to mention that Fei Jun was determined to be in front, and a group of stragglers who seemed to be pulled up in a hurry were not the sharpest long swords in the world in the hands of such two fierce men, and they would bring countless wails to the bandits who had been safe for many years.

Most of the bandits in Luoxia Mountain are local poor families who come up to the mountains to gather people. Due to the disasters and famines in these years, the two armies faced each other, and many people could not bear the suffering, so they had to fall into the grass with anger. What they did before was to snatch food from God's mouth, and after being forced to go to Liangshan, they naturally let go of their hands and feet. Anyway, it's already a bad life, and getting more blood is as easy for them as eating and drinking.

Bandits are difficult to deal with, and bandits who are accustomed to humiliation and neglect, and who have experienced the sadness of the world, can relax and go to the end of a black road, anyway, it is a matter of pinning their heads to the waistband of their trousers, and sooner or later they will also be the unjust souls in the book of life and death. How not to dare to fight.

Zhang Zhe's big knife mopped the floor, and there was a sound of steps.

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At this time, Fei Jun, who was anxious to report the good news and went to the palace to ask for advice, felt a little uncomfortable.

Mr. Wang, who has always reminded himself and is like his own military advisor, somehow actually hung Fei Jun, the magistrate of the county, outside the house for a long time, waiting until the sun rises. Wang Zhiran instructed the servants at home to open the door and handed a chair to Fei Jun, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Lord Fei is full of spring breeze, according to the old man, the county magistrate is already complacent! Wang congratulated the magistrate in advance. Wang Zhiran sat down peacefully and shook the peach blossom fan that had not been put into the bottom of the box in late autumn.

Wang Zhiran folded the fan and shook it gently, and his heart was full of sorrow. After thinking for a while, the old man who had seen through everything was still just shaking the peach blossom fan that his daughter liked the most, and as for what Fei Jun wanted to ask, the old man knew that he didn't mention it.

"Isn't Sir happy for Fei Jun. Fei Junxi came from the heart, opened the corners of his eyebrows, and came slowly like a spring breeze. Fei Jun, who was praised as the Dinghai Stone Builder by the county guard, looked at Wang Zhiran and had some strange behaviors, which made Fei Jun a little uncomfortable. At this time, when he came to the palace to report the good news, he was like a spectator watching from the wall, and the old man who was not in a hurry was the one who sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and played chess.

"Mr. Wang, now the short circuit has been paved. As long as Liu Jingang succeeds in suppressing the bandits, I can hand over a letter to recommend Liu Jingang to Lord Duwei. By then, the road will be much wider. Fei Jun was overjoyed, and his body was still trembling uncontrollably when he spoke.

Wang Zhiran sighed lightly, and then there was no follow-up.

Fei Jun was slightly puzzled in his heart, how could Mr. Wang, who had always made suggestions for himself, be so indifferent in the face of such a big event. Could it be that the previous plan is already a certainty, and it will not make the slightest wave?

The man thought about it, but still didn't understand the reason, so he said, "Mr. Wang......"

Fei Jun was intermittent, and because of Wang Zhiran's ambiguous attitude, it was difficult to speak at this time.

"I don't know what arrangements Pan Zhijun makes?" Fei Jun was cheeky, and finally stopped knocking on the side, left and right, and asked directly.

Wang Zhiran pinched the handle of the fan, shook the fan and asked, "What arrangement does the county magistrate want to make for this poor scholar." ”

"Now in Qi'an County, the monopoly of the family is expected to be broken. Why not take this opportunity to strike while the iron is hot, and simply push Pan Zhijun to the front of the stage and tear a hole. At that time, Zhang Zheji, who relied on his military merits, could be recommended as a county lieutenant, and as for Pan Zhijun, who had his own talent, Lord Ben naturally mentioned that it was more than enough to be a master. Fei Jun couldn't wait to give it all up.

He looked up into the distance, and his eyes were dotted with stars, as if he had seen a bright glow in the distance.

Wang Zhiran's heart fell to the ground, and he also exhaled the depression in his heart, and drank the cup on the table.

But although the boulder in my heart has landed, the necessary beating still needs to be completed. The old man who was extremely happy in his heart deliberately frowned, and immediately said mercilessly: "Stupid! Now the temples in Longhai County are like a pool of stagnant water, and it is not easy for us to be in it, let alone start from scratch and make some so-called changes." If there is a little bit of contention left in the temple of Longhai County, it will not be such a situation, and the magistrate of the county thinks that governing a realm and a flat realm is a pathfinder for throwing bricks and jade, which is inevitably too simple. ”

Fei Junfu was stunned, and was about to refute with a red face, but the man finally held back the words in his heart and waited for the old man to follow.

"Now the sky is silent, since Lord Shangshu dismissed and went into hiding, the rising weather on the temple has come to an abrupt end. In the past 20 years, the six books have changed their faces. The officials in various ministries who have the new law in mind have been degraded and released, and the personnel have withered too much compared with the past. The righteousness above the temple is not brewed, and the mighty spirit above the rivers and lakes does not exist. Do you think that you alone can pry the rivers and lakes that have been silent for more than 20 years, and you can change the temple that has been silent for 20 years. The old man was so angry that after he finished speaking, Fei Jun's face was already full of spittle. But the man didn't realize it, and just twisted his eyebrows.

The old man eased his mind, and then said: "The rivers and lakes have the rules of the rivers and lakes, and the temples have the operation of the temples. Under the general trend, any official can only sway in this pool of stagnant water, and it is extremely difficult to change. It's natural that you want to make a name for yourself. But I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. In this way, if you, Lord Fei, raise some military horses now, and strangle all the bandits in Luoxia Mountain. What did the gangs of bandits entrenched on the border between the two countries feel? What about the states and counties that are close to the border between the two countries? It is important to know that this is a situation where it is better to move than to be still. After Wang Zhiran said, there was a sigh in his tone, he raised his finger and knocked on the corner of the table, and combed the hair that was scattered in front of his forehead.

"I think Mr. Wang is still like a scholar now. "The man has a hippie smile and has an understanding.

"Oh? Could it be that Lord Zhixian thinks that the former Wang is just a bastard with an empty stomach, and you will be a dog-headed military advisor to your Lord Zhixian on the account. Wang Zhiran blew his beard under his chin and glared at the man with a sneering face.

"No! How dare I! Who doesn't know that Mr. Wang is a first-class romantic figure in Longhai County, and if I, Fei Jun, regard Mr. Wang as a dog-headed military advisor, then wouldn't I, Fei Jun, be a gourd monk who arbitrarily decided the gourd case? It would be inappropriate to say this after all. The man shook his head, avoiding the important and light.

The teacup that Wang Zhiran had just picked up was slammed on the table again, and he slapped his back angrily.

"Because of the good guide, the wind is coming from all directions!"