Night, homecoming. 81

The surname of the small boss who is surrounded by the yamen of the government has been scattered for 6 consecutive years. However, the horses in the city and the birds in the sky did not decrease in the slightest because the night was late, and even more and more, and the comings and goings became more and more frequent.

The urgent news that came made people more and more uncalm.

In the future...

A fire broke out at the head of Tarot Island, 1,300 miles away. The fire, which stretched for 100 miles, covered the sky and the sun, and burned down the Kasa basin forest for 80 miles. And the dozen or so pure yang branches that had originally retreated in the Casa Basin Forest had never seen them again after the fire. Life without seeing people, death without death, this is the endless fear that has been wandering on the rivers and lakes of the Southern Regions for several days.

At three o'clock in the Shen hour, the poisonous snake collar, Zhuankou, Judumen, and other six places and sixty-three veins of pure yang branches, after hearing the news, at the same time. They chose not to go north, but to go south. According to the calculations of the conspirators in various places, these people have been frightened by the tiger's methods. This time they went south, if nothing else, it should be to merge with the thirty-eight vein pure yang branch that betrayed the immortal line a few days ago.

Since the Southern Regions incident, the news has long been spread to every corner of Datang. But from beginning to end, the originator of the world's Taoist cultivation, the Immortal Pure Yang Palace, has not made any substantive response, let alone the matter of sending troops south to rescue. It feels like a sign of weakness, but it also feels like it's waiting for something, and people can grasp the motives in it...

As for the reaction of Datang Kyoto, it is even more worth pondering. Two days ago, the Jinluan Palace issued a paper and sent Feng Shuwen, a civil official and an important minister, and a waiter of the Ministry of Rites, to bring the emperor's order and thousands of gifts to lead 100 civil and military officials to the south to the banquet. At the moment of the day, this group of court men and horses had crossed the cliff ditch in the north and south and entered the territory of the southern region.

Pondering, puzzled.

Since the Southern Regions incident, the government has been restarted and the military has been cleared. Kill the rivers and lakes, spread the word to the world, and invite heroes from all walks of life to gather together to enjoy the moon night during the Lantern Festival. This series of earth-shattering events, although they have not yet reached the stage of blatant rebellion. To put it in detail, it is also a reasonable means of governance as a prince. However, if you say it in a vague way, this is a big deal. What is this prince who is hidden in Yueyang City, what is in his heart, that is something that passers-by know!

The Tibetan knife has been cut out of its sheath, and it is reflecting the cold light of the moon.

Just waiting for him to be on the front line, the southern army and the northern expedition are the moment of bloodbathing in Kyoto. No one can doubt the result and the process...

However, under the premise of such a grim background. The lord of the Tang Dynasty, the Son of Heaven on the Jinluan Palace, was still unmoved, and sent a ceremonial official to congratulate him. Such a move can no longer be described as a simple anomaly. Twelve years ago, he sent his army south to surrender and killed tens of millions of miles of aliens in the southern region, except for a half-dead old dog who abandoned his wife and children in Yueyang, and survived to this day. Twelve years later, the old dog's vitality has recovered, and the benefits of his minions seem to be better than back then, and he is about to wash away his shame and enter the game in rebellion. At this time, the lord of the country threw a piece of fat to this old dog...

Is it a provocation? Is it encouragement?

In the end, is it the confidence that there are thousands of lions in his heart and he is not afraid of ants shaking the mountain? Or is it the national teacher in the Tower of Babel, standing on the top of the world, who wants to take the opportunity to do something? Or is it because some people are plotting certain interests?

All in all, how many people have broken their heads with such an inexplicable step, but they can't think of a single one to understand?

It's inexplicable...

Perhaps, this is the difference between outsiders and insiders, as well as the level of layout people. The height is different, and the things you see will inevitably not be the same.

However, there is one thing they all have in common...

Then the number is not profitable, and the flies do not bite the eggs. Whether you move or not, you can't fall behind. As long as you are in the middle of a chess game, everyone will have their own plans at the last moment. Big or small, life or death, or borrowing a knife to kill someone, encircling Wei to save Zhao, or the golden cicada coming out of its shell or something...

That's the goal.

It's just that no one can see it now...

Moonset, day.

The fourteenth day of the first month, morning.

Fight in the east, kill in the west, and run at both ends of the north and south.

There have been so many things in the past few days. It is impossible to count people by using their hands and feet at the same time, and they can't count them one by one. So much so that a few days ago, the ruffian who came from the north and the south, and the ridiculous things he made. It was also passed on and on, mixed with other rivers and lakes and court affairs, and became the head of the wine restaurant and restaurant, chatting after tea and dinner.

In the mortal world, in fact, this is the case.

No matter what you've ever done, it's earth-shattering. It will always fade into oblivion with time and the emergence of new things. And in the face of the big events that will be born tomorrow, the things that have happened in the past are not a thing...

The warm breeze blows the sun, blowing lightly on the waves of Yueyang.

On the Yingshui River, the red cloth flutters. Countless craftsmen, under the canopy that covers the sky and the sun, carry the burden, in and out. Merchant fishing boats anchored on both sides of the river for more than ten miles, and it was the waves that weighed down this section of the waterway. The business on the pier in Beicheng also had no other way, 6 continued to walk into the nearby restaurant tea house, drank stuffy wine, and silently calculated the profit and loss in his heart.

Since noon yesterday, the eight directions in the southern region, the first group of Jianghu forces to set off have arrived in Yueyang City one after another. Next, there will be more and more celebrities such as Jianghu high-rollers, business gentry, and Hanshi who continue to enter the city in 66. Just as the servant on the Yingshui pier yesterday deduced, this person from the south has not been interrupted. Both large and small official roads are beginning to show a trend of blockage...

For these celebrities from all walks of life, who suddenly poured into Yueyang City like carp crossing the river, the shopkeepers of the inns and restaurants in the city were of course smiling from ear to ear. The rivers and lakes are surging, and they can't see the depth and danger of the water for the time being, so they are naturally happy to enjoy it. The rooms are full and the restaurants are absent, whether it is the house price or the price, the tide has risen, more than ten times higher than in the past. And that's just the market price...

That's what copper smells like...

From the east to the east, the sky is shining on the mountains.

As the holy land of the world's poor scholars, it carries the orthodox will of Confucianism in the world. It is not for the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but only about the prosperity of the people in the world, this is its greatness. Therefore, no matter what is wrong or not, as long as you are a scholar who can enter this Yueyang City, you can always get this bow, so that you can show respect for the teacher.

Therefore, since yesterday, all kinds of literati and scholars who have come to worship the mountain have gradually warmed up this green mountain with the hustle and bustle of Yueyang. The two large holes in the small bamboo hut on the top of the mountain were also repaired yesterday by the handymen who asked the sky. At this time, a green shirt pushed open the bamboo door and walked out of the bamboo house...

It's Xia Xun.

Today, Peony went to Qixing Courtyard to pick up the watermelon, much earlier than usual, and she came out not long after dawn. Therefore, the time when Xia Xun appeared in the Tianshan Mountains was also in the morning.

Without it, it's just shyness.

A few days ago, Xia Yuan made a big fuss about Tianshan, which was full of wind and rain in the city, and everyone knew it. And the visitors who have come to ask the sky for days will naturally gossip about this matter. How can a girl's family, whose face is as thin as a cicada's wings, withstand so much scrutiny? Therefore, I had to go and pick up people early, and then stay in the small bamboo house obediently, and don't go out...

"Tsk..."

"That's it, kid?"

"Isn't it just him? ”

"It looks good, but this body is too thin, isn't it?"

"I heard that he is the only grandson of the Taifu in Beimang, and he is very high. ”

"Oh, that's a make. ”

"Eh, I can't help it, I can't help it, Yueyang's eighty percent of this matter is related to his family, this big rebellious thing, it's not good to be asked by the sky..."

"Well, you're right. ”

"I really don't know what kind of calculation the old man is making, so why did he agree to this family business. ”

"Shhhh

“......”

No, Xia Xun just walked down the mountaineering trail. The sharp-eyed man recognized him at once. He walked all the way, and the passers-by around him who came to worship the mountain A and B were pointing and talking all the way. I almost didn't come forward to grab him and take a closer look. Fortunately, Peony didn't follow, otherwise, maybe I would have to gossip and cry by these gossipy poor bachelors.

“......”

Ignore it, just when the breeze is blowing your ears, you can go all the way.

After Xia Xun went down to the mountainside, he didn't go anywhere else, and walked into the scripture building. He hadn't been here for a long time, so his sudden appearance would have caused some scrutiny anyway. Still ignoring it, after squeaking a few words with a few scripture keepers at the staircase, Xia Xun walked up to the second floor...

"Oh, why did this scourge star come here? ”

"Why didn't that little girl with Peony follow his ass?"

“......”

Perhaps it is the reason why there are too many visitors on the Wentian Mountain recently, which leads to the overwhelming of the elders of Wentian. Today, on the second floor of the scripture building, there are not many Confucians who copy and write. One poke in the east, two in the west, and Gaga buried the No. 8 person. Moreover, they are all familiar. It seems that a few days ago, when Xia Yuan made a fuss about Tianshan, the eight old Confucians standing behind the Lord of the Cao Pavilion.

"Is it awkward?"

"Oh, that's a great event. ”

“......”

Seeing the visitor go upstairs, several old men on the second floor all stopped their movements, raised their heads, and looked at the staircase. And, the three chess veterans sitting on the right side couldn't hold their mouths and immediately started chattering.

"Gentlemen, you are well. ”

Xia Xun very politely bowed to the three seated Confucian scholars in the room, and bowed to each of them, and bowed a junior salute. Then he said respectfully: "The younger generation came to read some books, and they didn't bother. If you disturb the purity of your gentlemen, please forgive me. ”

“......”

Frowning slightly, the eight old Confucians looked at Xia Xun suspiciously, muttering in their hearts that this kid had something bad in his gourd...

After waiting for a while, Xia Xun saw that no one paid attention to him, so he didn't bother to say any more, and walked towards the most conspicuous three-panel bookshelf in the center of the room...

"Do you want to blast him away?"

looked at Xia Xun, who picked up the book and buried his head in it, the old Confucian who was copying on the east side, glanced at the three old Confucian playing chess on the west side, and asked. And the old Confucian who watched the chess waved his hand, and said with a deflated old mouth: "We still have to be reasonable..."

"Since he has asked three questions, he is qualified to read the book here. If we want to drive him away, we are just making trouble. ”

"You can't say that. ”

The old man with the black chess in his hand shook his head and denied the former's statement. He said solemnly: "If you have nothing to do, you will go to the Three Treasures Palace, this calamity star will raise its tail, and we will be offended if we ask the sky." We'll have to think about it..."

"Hmm..."

"You're right..."

The old man who was watching chess seemed to think that this was reasonable, and nodded lightly: "Then I'll go and stare at him." If he has any crooked thoughts, I will immediately throw him out. ”

"Forehead ......"

Just do it, this old Confucian really picked up the cyan bamboo slip on the table with one hand, lifted the stool where he was sitting on his butt with the other, walked to the side of the bookshelf where Xia Xun was reading, and sat down with another butt.

staring intently, his eyes widened, just like a living statue guarding the door, staring at Xia Xun seriously...

At this moment, Xia Xun was made into a cold sweat by the exaggeration of these old Confucians. Why don't you just read a book, and pull up a shelf like a thief?

“......”

But then again.

These old Confucians are always older, but they still have the vision they should have. And that's exactly what happened...

The book on the second floor of the building, although Xia Xun has not completely read it. But with his knowledge, and after knowing the solution to covering the sky. Now in fact, the difference between watching and not seeing is not much for him. So, there is nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace. If he really came here today just to flip through the books on these three shelves, then he would really be idle and panicked, and he would have nothing to do.

Therefore, since he has ascended this temple, he will inevitably have something to ask for. It's just that the person he asked for has not yet appeared. I didn't show up, so I had to find an excuse to wait...

Quiet...

Flipping books, copying books, staring at people and playing chess, it is still the same. The smell of gunpowder, which had just taken place, slowly dissipated as time passed. The second floor of the spacious building has a faint smell of books.

There is no birdsong and flowers, and there is no incense elegant.

However, this is an easy place to calm down. The ears do not hear what is going on outside the window, nor do they see the dust bothering them. As long as you open a book, whether the content is pleasing to the eye or not, you can enter a space of selflessness, and you can carefully think, consider, and meditate.

Perhaps, this is the Confucian Taoist rhyme cultivated by this literati holy land after thousands of years of gestation...

Sha...

The pages of the book are turned lightly, like a stream flowing quietly, brushing people's hearts and lungs.

Xia Xun read a book today, and he was surprisingly slow. In just a thousand words and a page, it took him a full cup of tea to turn the page. It feels like he's not reading a book, he's staring at a book.

I don't know how long it has been. The old man who moved the stool and watched on the side was already staring at his eyes and was about to snore. The book in Xia Xun's hand hasn't been half-flipped yet...

"Da... Click..."

“......”

It was at this time that someone finally came.

The footsteps are steady, not hurried or slow, and they are coming down from the downstairs. It is waist-length, with a solemn face, and a handful of ink jade bamboo slips are held at the back of the waist. This is the person Xia Xun is waiting for today.

“......”

Cold.

After walking out of the staircase, Pavilion Master Cao only glanced at Xia Xun symbolically and didn't say a word. took Xia Xun as if it were air, and walked back to his daily reading position.

Burn a fine fire to boil water, grab a handful of young leaves into the pot, and slowly boil a few wisps of green tea. Xia Xun, who was next to the bookshelf, slowly closed the book in his hand and put it back in its place. Then, he took a step forward and walked towards the position of the Lord of the Cao Pavilion...

"Huh?"

The old man who was dozing opened his eyes slightly. The other seven old gentlemen, who were busy around, also put down their things one after another and looked sideways.

"Pavilion Master, good. ”

Xia Xun came to the side of the Cao Pavilion Lord, bowed slightly, and bowed. On the other hand, Pavilion Master Cao just glanced at him without a trace. Then, with two fingers of his right hand, he gently tapped the bamboo table in response. Then he said lightly: "Every time you come here, nothing good will happen." I guess it's the same today, right?"

"Hehe..."

Xia Xun straightened up again and smiled noncommittally.

Then, he sat down at the table opposite the Cao Pavilion Lord. Pick up the boiling teapot and pour the tea into the two empty cups on the tray. A cup was handed to the pavilion master's table, and a cup was placed in front of him. At this time, he took the words of the Cao Pavilion Master and said lightly: "Misfortune and fortune are relied on, and fortune and misfortune are lurking." There are many things, until the last minute, no one can say whether it is good or bad. ”

"Then do you want to do good or bad?" said Cao Ge.

Xia Xun smirked and said, "Grandpa Zhi just asked me to play a game of chess with you." ”

“......”

Pavilion Lord Cao silently sneered like a mockery.

"Is it really just a game of chess?"

"True and false, false and true. ”

“......”