Since Lu Shizhang is the leading staff member of the Zhao Mansion, his cultivation is excellent. Not to mention the experience of being born in a famous family, it is that in these years, I have been sitting firmly in the Diaoyutai Mansion in Zhao's Mansion, watching the powerful in the capital fighting openly and secretly, the kung fu on the stage and off the stage, and the picture and scenery of the world's troubles and white hair have long been strange, and it is not strange to see. But at this time, the young man who was so close to him was still reluctant to come close, and the famous swordsman was also a little dumbfounded.

On one side is a hero who has gone south and north and gone through countless turbulent waves. On one side is a hesitant and fearful teenager, but this conflicting but unique scene is quite dumb and interesting at this time.

Aai Ai in her teenage years, no matter what, she just refuses to move forward. Even though the girl's face was already crimson, and her delicate little face was covered with drops of sweat, the young man still secretly resisted stubbornly.

Zhao Qingrou dragged the rarely stubborn young man vigorously, tilted her head and smiled at the middle-aged man: "Uncle Tsing Yi, don't worry. Although this guy is good-looking and has the right appearance. But the biggest disadvantage is that he is timid and often afraid of things. The girl's words were soft, and at this time, in Lu Shizhang's eyes, the little girl was a little more considerate than before. But the young man has bitterness that he can't say, not only to bear the girl's forced pulling, but also to bear the pointing and criticism of those who go and return.

Her subordinates are full of strength, and they are completely forcibly pulled out with their greatest strength. Despite the boy's reluctance and resistance, even the dirt under his feet was scraped by the boy's stubborn donkey-like hooves. But the girl still keeps going, she just doesn't let go of her fingers.

"Uncle Tsing Yi, this is Li Zhiyu who has taken care of me a lot. This guy must have been a nerd just now, thinking of the words of the sages who should not look at or listen to any incivility, and his mind sank alone, and heaven and man were at war, so he didn't go. Don't blame uncle. When Zhao Qingrou finally dragged the somewhat timid young man to the man's side, she talked eloquently.

Lu Shi opened his face and smiled.

"Little guy, Lu Mou......" The man's voice was soft, and the words that had been brewing for a long time were about to be spit out, but he didn't expect that the girl who felt that she had completed her mission let go of her grip on her five fingers, and the young man who moved with his strength never turned around, his body fell straight back, and a person fell on his back.

"Oops!" the boy clutched his head in one hand and the dirt beneath him in the other. Still stubborn and unwilling to turn around.

"Li Zhiyu, I'm angry that you're like this. Let's meet in Pingshui, I don't feel too embarrassed for you, as long as you turn around now and apologize to Uncle Tsing Yi, I won't remember the villain, and I won't blame everything just now, how about it. Zhao Qingrou spoke out to dissuade her, but the stubborn young man seemed to be riveted with this man who was worthy of meeting for the first time, and he just refused to turn around.

"Li Zhiyu" The girl chattered and poured out all the truths she knew, but the young man seemed to have eaten a weighing stone and had an iron heart, so he refused to turn back.

The world-famous but well-cultivated swordsman couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he heard the childish funny words. His clear gaze was fixed on the shy and timid young man and smiled: "Little brother has an enmity with me?"

The teenager should not be silent.

The man was not discouraged in the slightest, and he continued to ask, "Little brother has a grudge against me?"

The young man looked at his feet and kept his head down.

Xu is man has a rare good temper, he smiled softly, skipped the question that the young man was unwilling to answer, and said softly: "Along the way, the little brother has taken a lot of care of my young lady, and he is especially grateful in Xialu Shizhang. If the little brother doesn't dislike me for relying on the old and selling the old here, can I ask the little brother to drink two glasses of water and wine, and take it as a thank you to the little brother for taking care of the young lady. Lu Shi stretched out his hand and handed the wine jug pinned to his waist to the young man.

The boy ignored him, and did not even lift his head. After waiting until there was no more sound, the young man looked up, his clear gaze constantly swept over the black wine jug hanging in front of him, and he hesitated a little.

"Why did I feel a little disliked at the first sight of him? Even in the bottom of my heart, there is a lot of jealousy that has never appeared. The boy meditated in his heart, and the outstretched finger retracted again, as if the flask was boiling hot and startling at the touch.

"Manly, big husband, cowering and shrinking boy. "The little girl was beside her, already in the middle of the matter. She crossed her hands on her hips, a little hateful.

"Zhao Qingrou, I really want to drink this sip of wine? Mr. said, although there are hundreds of poems, books and wine, which makes people have a heroic move, but the wine is finally a helpless thing to drink, I have now solved the crisis, and the breath in my heart has been calm, how can I break the rules of Mr.'s words. The teenager tried to find a reason to comfort himself. It's hard to get the drink.

"Li Zhiyu, hasn't your husband handed you over, is it the most testing thing to put old wine into a new pot? Drinking this glass of wine now, it will be of great benefit to sharpen the way of poetry and moral knowledge in the future. The little girl said a crooked reason that she couldn't even believe.

But in the ears of honest and honest teenagers, that taste is not like that at all. Poet method, moral essay, what my generation of readers ask for is not moral poetry book, Legalist article.

The young man's heart fluctuated, and with a move that Zhao Qingrou had not expected, he reached out and handed the smooth and shiny wine jug in his hand, and poured a trickle of water into his stomach like a man drinking wine.

The wine is spicy, the lower abdomen is burned, and the index finger of drinking is moving, urging the heart to stir the abdomen. Before this rare sip of Northland swallow wine was full of spiciness, a piece of red had already appeared on the young man's handsome face, invading his heart and spleen.

"The wine is strong!" the young man spat out a sentence in a daze, and unconsciously staggered his steps around, startling countless Feihong.

The young man was dazed, staggering, plopping and falling, but he could not walk two steps away, and the young man's swaying body was already tilted to one side, and he fell heavily to the right.

The wind slowed down, and the afterglow was overhead.

"Boy, this wine is not strong" The man's handsome eyebrows were curved, just like willow tops.

The young man could not understand what Lu Shizhang said at this time, he grinned, tilted his head and leaned over, and smirked.

"There are still such young people in this world!" Lu Shizhang looked overjoyed and laughed heroically.

The boy leaned and was at a loss. But in a short moment, his erratic footsteps twisted back and forth quite a distance. Lu Shizhang drank freely, and he couldn't take two sips, he suddenly turned around and asked the little girl who was covering his mouth and snickering, "Is this wine sour?"

"I didn't drink the wine, so I don't know what is sweet and sour. It's as massive as Uncle Tsing Yi. The girl bared her teeth and grinned, slightly annoyed and angry.

The man was noncommittal, took out the wine jug again and shook it leisurely, and after drinking it full of sweetness and sourness, the man said to himself: "Presumably, it is still a little sour!"

In the distance, Wang Zhiran and Fei Jun had finished their discussion. Took in two drunken men.

"Mr. Wang, there is still a vacancy in the office of clerks, so it is better to let Brother Pan be transferred to the shogunate and show his strategy and literary talents. As for this drunken and still unawake brother, I placed him next to Liu Yuan, the commander of Guoyi, and if he can be promoted in the future, it will also be a great help for me. Fei Jun's plan was over, and he whispered.

"Good!" replied the old man in a deep voice. But in an instant, the old man suddenly turned his head again and said softly, "Lord Zhixian is quite a good person, Captain Guoyi Liu Yuan was promoted by fighting against the Southern Army ten years ago, and as for you, Lord Zhixian Fei Jun also served in the frontier battlefield ten years ago. How can time pass, you can only be a county magistrate, but Liu Yuan has become a lieutenant of Guoyi? Could it be that there is something unscrupulous in it. The old man stroked his beard and chuckled.

"This, this?" At this time, it was the happy Lord Zhixian who suddenly listened to Wang Zhiran's unique words, secretly panicked, and fell into a somewhat embarrassing situation.

"Why, the fast-talking magistrate is a little embarrassed now. The old man squinted his eyes and stroked his beard, very pleasant.

He threw up his long sleeves, covered his face, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't ask about these things?" ”

When the old man turned around and was silent again, Fei Jun put down his long sleeves, his face was radiant, and he was handsome.

The words said such a field, even if the old man had the heart to ask, it was not easy to say too much. He inadvertently turned to look at the two people who were sleeping and bowed his head slightly. At this time, he naturally began to pay attention to the boy who had the grace to save his life.

The young man was drunk, his little face was flushed, he kept pacing back and forth, and before he could touch the handsome Lu Shizhang, the young man's disorderly steps were already far away from the man.

The boy went back and forth, unaware of the reason and the context. Although it is normal for drunk people to want to be left and right, the wonderful thing about the young man going back and forth at this time is that no matter how far he comes and goes, the young man and Zhao Qingrou always keep a distance not far away. Like a kite flying, the spool is still in hand.

"Why is this kid going back and forth like a fly, it's not that he is drunk, and he doesn't know the north and the south. The man smacked his tongue, and when the young man paced away from him, he smiled and said, "Let Lu come and sober him up." ”

Lu Shizhang held a sword in one hand and a smooth and shiny wine jug in the other, stepping on the sky and yin and yang, and walked slowly towards the young man with a kind of unbelievable footsteps.

"Li Zhiyu!" The girl who couldn't hold back her voice drank softly, and she didn't care about her manners, the little girl picked up her dress and stepped lightly, grabbing the young man firmly in the palm of her hand before Lu Shizhang.

The girl shouted coquettishly, constantly shaking the young man's already tattered robe.

The man stopped laughing.

"My young lady also has a favorite young man. He took the flask and said tastelessly, "It's just a pity that there is no wine in the jug."

The speaker has a heart, and the listener has a heart. Zhao Qingrou's fingers holding the young man suddenly loosened, and her pink little face was full of redness, like a bright sunset, and like a dazzling autumn light.

The girl was stunned, her hands stiffened in front of her, and her face was suspicious and ashamed.

After a long time, the little girl's mood was pulled back to reality by the man's laughter. "Uncle Lu, don't talk nonsense, I met him in Pingshui and experienced a lot. That's why I took care of him a little, how can I have Uncle Tsing Yi's affection. The little girl spoke shyly, and her little face turned red.

However, the girl of twelve or thirteen stood shyly, and the autumn breeze was slow, as if she was in another world.

The old man and Fei Jun had their own concerns, and they came one after another. One old and one strong are back and forth, full of worries. Before he could get close to the young man, Fei Jun, the frustrated county commander who was also dressed in green clothes, also raised his head suddenly, and his cold eyes were like a cold wind, piercing the clouds.

"Who said that I Fei Jun didn't have a three-foot sword on my body" The man muttered in a low voice, step by step, his clenched fists and feet were full of momentum, and the stars were bursting.

The two approached slowly, and their sunken thoughts were gradually pulled back to reality as they approached Lu Shizhang.

The sword aura on the man's body is faint, although he is hidden inside, but when he waves his hand and sleeves, there will be repeated sharp edges coming out of the body, cutting through layers of obstacles. Wang Zhiran and Fei Jun were not in the rivers and lakes, so they naturally didn't understand what it meant, but after looking at the man a few times, they put down their heads and continued to move forward.

"Sir, I feel that I can't repay this great kindness. Although the family is not Zhong Mingding's food home, there are also 100 acres of fertile land, and they can be rich in food and clothing. If the gentleman doesn't like the humble house, please bother for a few days, let the old man do his best, and prepare a little wine to entertain you. The old man bent over, his sleeves fluttering. Before the words were finished, a gust of humble gentleman's wind gradually stirred away with the old man's fluttering sleeves.

The man turned around and looked back, although there was a big gift from the old man, but he didn't show too much humility, just tapped the three-foot green peak hanging from his waist twice on the ground at the old man's feet, so that the old man's bowed body became straight.

"Sir, you and I are different, we don't have to be like this. This is just the first time I have met this young man, so let's talk about letting my husband entertain us. Such a great gift is well deserved. The man's right hand was retracted, and the ripples between his fingers were bursting, and the undulating waves slowly poured out from the man's outstretched fingertips, causing ripples on the young man's drunken little face.

"What am I?" the young man's drunken face gradually cleared.

Wang Zhiran stood with his hands in his hands, watching the young man's closed eyes gradually open, and the old man was not too complicated and redundant, he still wiped his sleeves lightly, and said softly: "The old man thanked the young man for saving his life." ”

The boy returned with a salute.

The words were only a short time, and the old man had a lot of good feelings for the young man in front of him, who had just met him.

The two asked back and forth, nodding frequently. But the swordsman in green clothes gradually locked his longing sword eyebrows, and his handsome face was covered with patches of sun and moon yellow, cold rain and thin frost.

"The Taoist priest has not returned for three months, and there is no news, and there must be an accident. I was ordered by the general to go to find it, and it is not appropriate to delay too much here. Since Miss is safe, and with this young man with great luck, I have the right to let Miss stay here to enjoy the scenery first, and wait until something happens over there. When the old Taoist priest and I returned, I went with the young lady to visit the hatred and gentleness. The man whispered to himself. The plan is complete.

"Old gentleman, you said that there is a surplus at home, then my young lady will play in the house for a few days, and he will come to the house to disturb him when he returns from something. The man spoke slightly, bent over and bowed his head.

Although the old man was stunned when he heard this, he immediately stroked his palm and laughed.

"Where is the chivalry, Brother Li is my life-saving grace, even if the knight doesn't go into details, the old man will definitely invite Brother Li to the mansion to disturb for a few days, learn from each other, and sharpen his knowledge. He waited for the chivalrous man to return, and the old man set up a banquet in the house to entertain him, and fulfilled the friendship of the landlord. The old man's words were sincere, and his smiling eyes kept looking at the young man.

Lu Shizhang smiled softly, his fingers crossed his waist, and the long sword hanging by the man swaggered automatically, and before the man's sword fingers flicked, in an instant, there were already bursts of sharp fluctuations coming from his waist. Up to the nine thunders, down to the nine abysses.

"That's it, that's fine!" the man unsheathed his sword, and the wine in the pot was fluttering. When Zhao Qingrou looked back at the men, women and children who were watching here, how could there be his chic and uninhibited figure everywhere.

"Immortals!" the young man's eyes were glazed and stunned.

"How's it going? Zhao Qingrou was triumphant and waved her fist.

The boy nodded heavily.

In the palace, Zhang Xu entered the mansion for an hour or two, walking back and forth in the mansion, not only went to the hundred-year-old tree in the depths of the mansion to see the big tree falling Xiao Xiao, but also went to the study to recall the few people who read poetry and books hard in the past, all the way back and forth, all the way sigh. Not to mention that the scenery in the mansion is completely enjoyable, but it is also roughly experienced back and forth.

His steps are slow, and he revisits his hometown, and he thinks about it for a long time.

Tian Jian followed slowly and lightly, although it was boring to look at the familiar scenery, but it was also interesting to follow Zhang Xu's small steps and walk slowly. It's like walking out of a new road again in the scenery where I have lived for 40 years, walking all the way, all the way to the vicissitudes of life.

"Xiao Xu, let's go!" The man turned around and looked at the man who had grown into a jade tree, but he still couldn't change the title he had been calling since he was a child.

Zhang Xu scratched his head lightly, looked back, smiled slightly, and nodded lightly.

"Old trees and crows, new sprouts of fine grass"

Zhang Xu took the lead with the long sword on his back, just like in those years, Tian Jian, who was not much older than Zhang Xu, led Zhang Xu's immature little hand and gradually walked into the distance. The two walked slowly, their figures dim.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi, Lu Shi, opened his body with magical powers, and walked away with a sword, and before the girl could talk to him a few more words, the man's handsome figure had long been gone.

After the little girl praised Lu Shizhang's hand, she lost her initial self-satisfaction, and now looked at the devastated glass of cold wine. The little girl's heart is also like the high and low mountain road that has been walked along the way, except for the ups and downs, there are ups and downs, and there are really no other appropriate words to describe it.

"Li Zhiyu, I'm ......" Zhao Qingrou's lowered eyelids hung a little sadness.

The young man was stunned when he heard this, and he was a little puzzled.

"You, what's wrong with you?" the boy lifted his little face, which was still a little flushed, and kept sweeping back and forth over the girl's sad little face at this time.

The little girl hesitated and intermittently, and when she didn't know whether she didn't want to say it or if there was something difficult to say, the little girl turned around suddenly, and finally said "fool"

In fact, what she wanted to ask was exactly the same as what the boy thought, but when they were separated.

Although Wang Zhiran watched Lu Shi leave with a royal breath, he disappeared in an instant, and he felt a lot in his heart. But after all, the old man was a moral university in a state, and with his rich knowledge of reading poetry and books, his initial surprise immediately changed to calm.

"The ups and downs of life are just like that. Fang Cai is still hanging by a thread, but now it is a dead wood in spring, and there is no vitality. This life has a way like this, but it is also strange. The old man stroked his beard and thought about it for a while.

Fei Jun's big deal has been decided, and the depression in his heart is swept away, at least the long-dusted Linggen card is also missing half of the dust. At this time, his eyes were shining and sharp.

"Shaoxia, Mr. Wang has words in front of him, and Fei is not good at disturbing. If one day the two of them feel that there is no interest in the palace, they can come to Qi'an County for a walk. Although the royal mansion of learning and morality is far away, the human pathos and interests contained in it are much stronger than those of the royal mansion. If you watch it here, not to mention that you can break the stubbornness, you will be enlightened. But in the torment of reading in the future, I can also clarify my mind a little. Fei Jun sincerely invited, and there was no choice when he heard it at first, but the old man carefully analyzed it for a while, and he also heard what the man said was soft and rigid, which made the young man not proud of his achievements.

The young man has a pure heart, and he just thought that the county magistrate sincerely invited him, and he was about to thank him. Unexpectedly, the old man pursed his lips and walked out, and suddenly stroked his palms and smiled: "That's! If the prison is unknown, how can the magistrate get the reputation of a confused judge."

The boy laughed.

Fei Jun was still angry and said, "Old man, I won't reveal your old bottom in front of the young man." Those romantic affairs are not many miles away from the current great virtues of learning. ”

The old man laughed and said, "No more, no less, exactly six thousand miles." ”

Six thousand miles is the distance he traveled to study in Beishan.