There are fifty-four states in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Zhongzhou is one of them, which is called "the spine of the world". Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Investigate its situation, the north leans on Fulong, the south looks at Yanqiu, the west connects Zhangshui, the east takes Yuling, and there are Dongping, Xi'an, Nanning, Beiding four prefectures as the screen domain, the land in the state is abundant, the people are numerous, the big city is lined up, the crown is the Central Plains, it is really the foundation of Jincheng Tianfu and ten thousand years of perseverance.

Among them, especially Longting County is the most, the Son of Heaven of all dynasties has chosen the place to build a city to live in, the emperor gathers the vast and gorgeous, so the name is called "Beijing".

The Great Zhou Jingshi, inheriting the foundation of the ancient emperor's capital, after several reconstructions and expansions, to the time of the first emperor, the power of the great victory of the western expedition, only to move the gate valve, set the rules, in one fell swoop to lay the scale of today, and then through the first emperor and the two generations of the Son of Heaven painstakingly operated, there is now a beautiful scene of millions of households.

The red sun is slanting westward, and it is when the sky is getting dark and the lights are about to be on.

Liu Tugou leisurely walked on the long street of Jingshi West City, looking at the various stalls on both sides of the long street with great interest, looking carefully at the past in the goulan wine shops and commercial houses, listening to the shouting and selling of the vendors along the street, and the barking of chickens and dogs in the market, he was not bored at all, but a little happy.

Liu Quzhi and Xiao Yaotong abandoned the disease, one older and one young, and followed him in the same direction.

In the past, the little beggar has now begun to show his heroic and resolute posture, and the long knife made of heavy iron in the East China Sea on his back may not be much known elsewhere, but in the West Market, where merchants and merchants gather in the world, it is enough to ensure that no one dares to underestimate the three masters and servants who seem to be vulgar military men and rural buns.

The boy in Taoist costume, who had a very strong aura and an indifferent expression, was also eye-catching, especially with a smooth and round skull hanging from his waist, which was pierced through the hollow in his eye socket with a thin hemp rope, hanging diagonally upside down, dangling with his legs.

Liu Quzhi glanced at the skull that had caused many exclamations and sideways glances, and whispered as he walked: "I said, do you really visualize this Laoshzi every day, and you want to forge it into a natal divine weapon like the second master's slaughtering knife?"

Because Liu Quzhi is an old man who follows the second master, he is not as fond of making fun of people as Yang Xiongji, and the little medicine boy has a decent attitude towards him, and he will not deliberately face each other coldly, but he definitely can't talk about how to get close.

The little medicine boy didn't answer when he heard this, but just held up his skull, and a trace of undetectable black gas floated out of his fingertips, penetrating from the hole in the nostrils of the skull, and the skull seemed to have some kind of profound change, but it seemed to be the same as before.

Liu Quzhi touched a soft nail, but he was not annoyed, shook his head and said: "Although I have never seen that sheep spring, I am sure that if he knows that all the treasures he has saved after raising sheep for 200 years have been fed to him, I am afraid that he will die of anger." It's just that what is the use of refining this Laoshzi? It's too cumbersome to use it to smash people. In my opinion, it is a good match for Ren Xichou's skin drum, so how about simply giving him a drumstick?"

The little medicine boy suddenly closed his five fingers, grabbed the skull tightly, and said indifferently and seriously: "Master said that this skull is an old Taoist priest who has practiced 'warm swallowing water' all his life. Originally, if it weren't for Master's broken bones, his skull would have been left to me after he died......"

Liu Quai's illness listened, opened his mouth, and said after a long time: "It turns out that in addition to Zhujingguan, this person's head has such a use...... Let me tell you, if we have the opportunity to go to the northwest, what kind of skull is there there for the young master of Gongxi? At the beginning of the slaughter of the city and the village, the monks and Taoists did not know how many they killed!"

There was a rare sparkle in the calm and waveless eyes of the little medicine boy: "Really?"

"That's right! With the face of the second master and me, you can pick it up with all your might! How about making you a skull rosary to hang around your neck when the time comes?"

The two children whispered to each other, not realizing anything wrong, and no one could have imagined that their conversation could be so appalling.

Liu Tugou smiled and interjected: "Yangquanzi is not necessarily a treasure thing, Ah Wei also said, fortunately, it is a coincidence to have the help of a master, otherwise sooner or later you will be killed by the dragon qi of the Yin Mountain vein, if you don't want to become the person of Yangquanzi who is not a ghost or a ghost, it is good to feed the skull as soon as possible." Hey, Yang Quanzi used you as a sheep to herd, but I don't know how talented you are, and you can turn against the guest and control his black energy. ”

When they said this, the three of them happened to walk in front of a large restaurant.

The scale of this restaurant is very large, but it is not as close to the carving gallery and painting as its counterparts on this long street, and it is not as charming as a beautiful woman leaning on the window with red sleeves, and even the porch pillars in front of the door are not painted, everything is the primary color of wood, which is very simple.

Rao is like this, but in front of this restaurant is a crowd of cars and horses, many well-dressed guards and slaves are waiting quietly, with a certain respect in their expressions, and there are many child servants and maidservants in and out of their respective masters, and the pedestrians on the road are all hurrying by, and few stop or move slowly like three people.

Liu Tugou glanced at the restaurant, and said: "I haven't finished shopping in this West Market all day, but the scale is much larger than Lanling." ”

"Lanling?"

The two children, one older and one younger, immediately pricked up their ears, about the origin of the second master, there are different opinions in the black crow guard, Yang Xiongji also secretly asked Liu Quai, who followed the second master, the earliest, but still did not get a definite answer.

Liu Tugou slipped his mouth for a while, grinned at the moment, and said casually: "It's Lanling County, Yunzhou, the fief of King Lanling, when he was in Lanling, I happened to be hanging out in the West Market in the county town, and I also had a relationship with the old general Yan Tieyi." ”

Liu Qubing heard this, and said after hesitating slightly: "Second master, when it comes to the king of Lanling, this Beijing division can be described as full of powerful people, as the saying goes, people are matched with clothes and horses with saddles, and since you have entered Beijing, you should always change your brighter outfit." ”

Liu Tugou looked at himself when he heard this, he was still wearing a black coarse linen suit, a pair of black-faced mille-feuille cloth shoes, although it was no longer the set that he had changed in Lao Wang's shopkeeper's shop, but the style was generally the same, in addition to the slaughtering knife on his back, there was nothing superfluous, although there was no gorgeous and rich atmosphere, but it was spotless, and there was a fresh taste of washing away the lead and returning to the basics.

Recalling the old Wang shopkeeper who slammed the door, Liu Tugou couldn't help but think of the rhetoric of "taste 300 catties of fine wine in the world in this life", and remembered the sincerity and sweetness of Xifeng's old wine for 20 years, and the 60-year-old daughter red that he had to wait for Liu Tugou to drink with his daughter-in-law.

Somehow, I suddenly wanted to eat the winter bamboo shoots and steamed fish in Lao Wang's shop again......

By the way, there is also the purple clay pot that is regarded as the meat of the heart by the old king, which is said to be from the hand of Master Mansheng, it didn't sound like anything at the time, but now I think about it, there are some guesses, this pot maker, is it the pot fairy Su Mansheng?

Liu Tugou shook his head and smiled: "A good man is in this world, but he is not for those who only look at the nobility of clothes and live blindly, even if I am dressed in cloth, I will see King Zhending and King Lanling first, how can I bend my knees slightly!"

He slapped the handle of the slaughtering knife with his backhand: "No matter who provokes our masters, no matter how extravagant they are, they must bow their heads when they see this!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard a loud laugh from the big restaurant next to the road: "But Brother Liu, who is a tiger and a chicken, Xiao Wang has just sat down, and I don't want to meet a hero, isn't it fate?"

It's none other than Lanling Wang Ji Tianxing.

Ji Tianxing suddenly made a voice to invite people, and the three people outside the building were still not doing anything, and the sound of tables and chairs moving in the building, the sound of cups and plates colliding, and the sound of kneeling and praising were already loud.

After casually talking a few words behind him, he was listened to by the main owner, Rao is second master is thick-skinned, and he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, he smiled at the moment, turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

When I looked up before entering the door, I saw the same unpainted and gold-painted plaque engraved with three characters - Piff Building.

Under the attention of the diners in the building, the waiter led Liu Tugou to the main hall on the third floor, and the two children were arranged by someone else.

There is no private room in the hall on the third floor, only separated by a tulle screen with the same unornamented and some words and verses, through which you can see the vague figure of the person in the seat, if the guests near him talk and laugh louder, it will undoubtedly be affected, this is not like a place where the prince of the clan is willing to stay.

There was a table by the window in the center, and through the screen, the eyes of the people in the seat looked at Liu Tugou, who had climbed to the third floor.

From afar, I heard Ji Tianxing introduce: "Scholar Yan, Master Meng, everyone, Xiao Wang wants to introduce a young hero today, that is, Liu Tugou, the famous black crow captain who swallowed the long river and fought in the world. ”

Liu Tugou did not rush forward to meet him, but stopped in front of the screen to watch the words on it carefully.

"Speaking of the situation in Jizhou, the west is the land of the secluded and the tiger and the wolf, the east is connected to the green and the land of the dragon, the south is leaning on the Heng Mountain, the north is pressing Di Yuan, the golden city is the beginning of the tiger, and the majestic world is the ......"

The words on this screen are like dragons and snakes swimming, extremely close to madness, and there is a faint sense of majesty and heroism.

Because it is cursive, he does not recognize every word, but the title is clear - "Jincheng Fu".

Look and see, Liu Tugou is already full of smoke, it is under this Jincheng Pass in Jizhou, the black crow guard fought bloodily, he overwhelmed the Golden Wolf Army Commander Xiao Dao Temple, and cut down the golden wolf banner of the Chinese army of Helan Chuxiong with one sword.

After such a delay, some people were displeased behind the screen, and a slightly old voice said: "Hmph, you are proud of your talents, but a horse, but it is worthy of the name of this building." ”

Liu Tugou didn't care, and responded casually with a smile: "I don't read much, but I've read a few editions of the Holy Chapter, but I haven't read such an eloquent essay as "Jincheng Fu", isn't it just a vulgar puppet?"

"Oh?"

The slightly old voice suddenly laughed: "Come, remove the screen, to observe the talents!"

Immediately, someone put the screen away, revealing a table of guests by the window.

Lanling Wang Ji Tianxing didn't sit on the main seat, an old man in a white shirt with goosebumps and crane hair was sitting in the middle, with a graceful demeanor, looking forward to Shenfei, full of books, his fingers twisted his long beard, and smiled at Liu Tugou: "Captain Liu, is this "Jincheng Fu" really a male text?"

Without waiting for Liu Tugou to answer, the old man in the white shirt waved his hand: "Naturally, it is Xiongwen, the old man is conceited and talented, the leader is good, and the talent of the world belongs to me, just like the return of a hundred rivers to the sea." I don't know which family or valve treasured it, or if it was the only book from 200 years ago, so you didn't include the old man's "Jincheng Fu"?"

"In addition to the biography of my brother, it is the Nanshi clan. ”

The old man nodded, and laughed at himself: "That's it, his family is the most ancient, and the old man is not a sage, so the article is naturally not qualified to be included in it." ”

Hearing the words "Nan Shi's", Ji Tianxing's face changed slightly: "Brother Liu has actually seen Nan Shi's "Holy Chapter", could it be that he is a world friend with his family?"

Liu Tugou shook his head: "I only know Nan Shirin alone." ”

Ji Tianxing suddenly stroked his palm, stood up, and asked, "Just talking, Brother Liu, please sit down." ”

He was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, with a slender but vigorous figure, a sharp face with sharp edges and corners, sword eyebrows flying obliquely, and there was a certain sense of joy and closeness in his eyes when he looked at Liu Tugou: "I heard that Brother Liu had a relationship with General Yan at the twelve monks before, but I didn't know that it was in Lanling City, but unfortunately, Xiao Wang actually missed it." ”

Legend in the city is that the king of Lanling was assassinated on the way back to the city, and the guards were almost dead, but now it seems that Ji Tianxing's mood has not been affected by the assassination, and he is still in the mood to invite people to a banquet.

Ji Tianxing pointed to the white-shirted old man in the center and introduced: "This is Yan Fusheng Yan University Scholar who wrote "Jincheng Fu" and attracted the capital teacher paper and countless rangers to join the army in the west. ”

After saying that, Ji Tianxing pointed to the person standing behind him and Yan Fusheng, and said, "This is the master of Meng Lou of Pifu Building, and he is the grandson of Meng Fuzi, the master of the previous generation of Heavenly Sons. ”

This Meng Lou lord is middle-aged, with a black and red complexion, pale temples, simple facial features, thick and thick eyebrows, thick bones, and a dark blue linen suit.

"Meng Pifu is polite, Captain Liu took a knife hard, his cultivation is deep, his spirit is fierce, he has only seen it in his life, he really admires it!"

It turns out that this is how the name of Puff House came from.

Liu Tugou also returned the salute with his fists, and saw that Ji Tianxing had no intention of introducing other escorts, so he stepped forward and sat down on the empty seat below.

I heard Yan Fusheng smile and said: "When Captain Liu didn't come, I was chatting with His Royal Highness Lanling about some old things, just talking about the origin of the previous year's name. More than 160 years ago, the former emperor in his prime suddenly issued an edict without warning, announcing the day of the government and the opposition.

The young man was edicted in the twilight rain and falling flowers, and after ascending the throne, he changed the yuan to nectar, which was the first year of nectar. ”

Yan Fusheng paused for a moment and continued: "After the pro-government today, he will issue an edict to build a rooftop platform in front of the Ganquan Palace, which is located in the south of Longting County. Located at the top of the low mountain, the Tongtiantai is 20 zhang high, and the ground is more than 100 zhang, regardless of the clouds, rain and fog, the lights of the Beijing division are all under it, and the Luofu Ding, the highest peak of Yanqiu Mountain, is far away. There are two gold and bronze immortals on the stage, facing the east, one holding the dew plate, one lifting the jade cup, in order to bear the nectar of the clouds. It is rumored that Kinjo originally planned to choose a site to build a large Ganlu Temple, but after several twists and turns, it finally failed. ”

As he spoke, the wind blew into the hall from outside the window, mixed with some rain, and it was raining outside.

A waiter hurried upstairs and whispered something in Meng Pifu's ear, and the latter was stunned, and his face was a little more shocked and urgent.

Meng Pifu opened his mouth and said, "Little uncle, the flowers that grow on the trees in the street...... It's all gone!"

Everyone present was dumbfounded, and Ji Tianxing even got up and walked to the window to look out.

He looked at it for a moment, and then looked back at Yan Fusheng suddenly: "News in the palace, my father has been in poor health recently. Now there is such a vision, scholar, is it the father of the emperor...... He ......"

Yanqiu Mountain, Luofu Roof.

In the past, there were twelve old pines on the top of Luofu, and the sword demon Wu Ersan fought with the remnants of the king of Xiang'er, and destroyed three of them, leaving only nine.

Once the seventh plant, now the sixth old Panasonic, Wu Ersan faced the west and stood with his sword in his arms.

In the distance, there is a high platform beyond the clouds and mist, and two bronze figures with golden light stand faintly on the platform.

Above the bronze man's head, where the sky should have been clear, a strange dark cloud was rapidly converging and forming, and the electric light in the cloud flickered, revealing a heavy coercion.

The huge dew plate and jade cup in the hands of the golden bronze immortal suddenly flew up and threw themselves straight into the dark clouds.

At that moment, Wu Ersanliang clearly saw that there was an incomparably huge eye in the dark clouds.

The forbidden city of Beijing, the sleeping palace of the Son of Heaven - Daming Palace.

An old man with white hair and deep facial features sat up from the dragon bed, stunned for a long time, then got up and got out of bed, bowed deeply in the direction of the roof, and said softly: "Thank you ancestor for extending my life span for three years." ”

A voice from nowhere echoed in the hall, but it did not come out of the hall for half a minute: "You have the credit to the Ji family, and you have this reward." ”

An old eunuch in a big red python robe hurriedly entered the palace, and when he saw that the old man was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then fell to his knees with a plop, and couldn't cry and said: "Your Majesty, it rained at dusk, and the flowers all over the city were falling, just like ...... It's like ......"

"Just like the day I was edicted. ”

The old man laughed at himself: "After the first emperor's expedition to the west, although the Ji clan dominated the world, the top and bottom were also in ruins. I, the king of success, Yu Ji's greatest contribution lies in living a long life. Then again, I have indeed been in this position for too long, so long that many people and even this world are a little impatient. ”

He waved his hand: "Spread my will, tomorrow's court meeting, the princes and princes in Beijing will all participate, and you must not be absent without a will!"

In the south of the stone Buddha, on the field road leading to the reclining Buddha, the road surface has been widened, except for the deep footprints that were stepped on by the twelve monks that day, and in a deep pit that was dug not long ago, there is an old stone tablet lying impressively.

Fa 12 squatted in the deep pit in the rain and brushed away the floating soil on the stele little by little with his fingers.

Gradually, a look of piety appeared on his face.

Just because the stele is engraved with four characters - Daganlu Temple.

Not counting the following words, the number of words has reached 5,000, and I feel that I am getting better and better at water.

Thank you for waiting for Uncle Shui 380, Yuwang Wang Wang 1588, Blind Zi 210, Dangdang 1988, Yao Er Xiaer 100, Baked Potato Jun 1176, Where are my pine nuts?200, Gutian Tomb 100, Gongbi Fish Tank 588, Wangwang 170, Tianzun Menxia 100, z1789057425770, No Wind Death 588, Laughing Xianxia Xiaoyao 120, MrFine2476, Xiaofeng Red Leaf 588, Uncle Luo Di 20, 00055610 Tips! The interval is a bit long, and many Taoist friends have rewarded many times, if there are omissions or miscalculations, please bear with me!

Recently, I have been busy to death, and my tongue is going to rot on the fire, maybe it is because of the rush of life that I will write the role of Liu Tugou, I hope you can be as thoughtful as the second master.

All kinds of foreshadowing and grievances in front of me, and there will be a big explosion when the supernatural powers talk about the Tao, I stared at the outline and pondered, I could write a volume of length, the question is, when can I write there and have enough fun?