In the afternoon, the two of them did not leave the house, and they traveled together in this deep mansion, Xiao Yuesheng took Xie Xiaolan to see all the premises of the palace, the back garden of this palace, its subtlety is far from being comparable to the Guanlan Villa, the rockeries are stacked, the living water is around, the Xuanxie Fang Pavilion, the lotus pond corridor, the wonderful purpose of the winding and secluded, and the method of the upper realm of the three realms of the garden.

"Madam, if you don't send Murong Ye back to your hometown this time, Madam must be unhappy, right?"

Under the sunset, Xiao Yuesheng, who was dressed in a green shirt, bathed in the glow, standing in the wind, his clothes fluttering, like an immortal, at this time he was patting the vermilion balustrade, looking at the surging carp in the pond under his feet, and asked with a slight smile.

The place where they are, called the Hibiscus Pavilion, is an octagonal pavilion of carved beams and cornices, built on a lotus pond, standing in the water, although it is not the time to watch the lotus at this time, the group of carp in the pond is still a scene, the slightly moving pond water, the West Mountain is said to be twisted and deformed in it, and the glow is like a snake.

"No!" Xie Xiaolan held a bag of coarse paper bags in one bright red hand, and swept the green silk blown by the breeze in the other hand, and smiled, "This concubine is determined to do it herself, and when the palace secrets are cultivated, the old puppet will not be the opponent of the concubine!"

After that, he grabbed a handful of cake crumbs from the coarse paper bag, threw them into the sky like a goddess scattering flowers, and threw them into the sky, scattering a piece of gold, causing the water surface to boil suddenly, a piece of red, and a group of carp chased each other.

The water of this lotus pond is extremely clear, and the red carp under the pond are delicate, and its churning state is full of life.

In the glow, her bright eyes flashed, her face was like snow, and a slight arc appeared at the corner of her delicate mouth, showing the killing intent in her heart.

"Hehe, so good!" Xiao Yuesheng also grabbed a handful of golden cake crumbs from the paper bag in her hand and threw them out casually, "My husband never thinks that killing the enemy is the best way to take revenge!"

"Oh?" Xie Xiaolan turned her head, the breeze stirring her green silk from the back of her head, her bright eyes full of curiosity.

"Once you die, and it is only a short pain before death, it is a great relief. Xiao Yuesheng turned around, leaned against the half-height vermilion railing in the lee, pressed the vermilion column next to him with the other hand, and was not picky about its color half dark and half light, and slapped the pat on the pillar, and chanted with the wind: "The flower of the flower, its leaves are green, knowing that I am like this, it is better to have no life!"

After groaning, he squinted his eyes, greeted the glow of the sunset, and looked at Xie Xiaolan with a smile between his eyebrows.

His slightly hoarse, and desolate voice, slowly diffused to the wide and flat pool, the voice was not the same as the clarity in his ordinary words, not as if it came from the mouth of the same person, but with this sound, the feeling of desolation was like a breeze, everywhere, disturbing people's hearts.

This poem in the Book of Poetry, Xie Xiaolan, who was born in a scholarly disciple, knows it, she is black and white, her dazzling eyes turn around, she already knows it in her chest, and she can't help but purse her lips and smile, "Big brother, your heart is so poisonous!"

A trace of cold killing intent between his eyebrows suddenly dissipated in a smile.

"If I am like this, it is better to be lifeless...... Cluck...... I didn't expect the eldest brother to be a scholar!" Xie Xiaolan smiled a little flowery, leaning on the vermilion railing, her delicate body was tilted outward, and her slender waist was as soft as a willow and slightly twisted, but it made people a little worried about whether they would accidentally break or fall into the lotus pond.

"Hehe, although my husband doesn't like to write poems and lyrics, and he has nothing to do, but he has also read some of them, and he just chats about them for pleasure!" Xiao Yuesheng stroked the eight-character mustache and smiled quite smugly.

The hand stroking the beard suddenly paused, wrinkled his nose slightly, and realized that the hand had just grabbed the crumbs, and there was some milky taste.

These crumbs are mashed with leftover dough from the house, and the ingredients are a lot of goat's milk and eggs, and the color is golden when cooked.

He reached out of the railing, the nearby pool that was occupied by carp has now quieted down, his palms are down, far away from the pool, and then a void mention, two silver and white water columns suddenly rose to the sky, directly hit his two palms, but a blow and retreated, just stained with his palm, and then fell back into the pool, its shape, even like a dragon drawing water in the river, want to travel clouds and rain, in which the red light flashed, it was the red carp was also sucked up by the side.

He rubbed his wet palms on the pool water, drew the water again, rinsed it off, and made it an understatement, as if he usually washed his hands in a wooden basin, which made Xie Xiaolan on his side stunned, and his small sandalwood mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to swallow a grape.

"Big brother...... This...... What kind of martial arts is this?" Xie Xiaolan watched him finish washing, handed over the embroidered silk scarf in his sleeve, and couldn't help asking.

"What kind of martial arts?" Xiao Yuesheng wiped his hands for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "The small skill of carving insects is not a martial art." ”

Xie Xiaolan pursed her lips, looking at his perfunctory demeanor, obviously she didn't want to let herself know.

Xiao Yuesheng handed the silk scarf back, and seeing her somewhat unhappy look, she couldn't help but smile and said: "This is not a clever kung fu, but if the skill is enough, it can be done, and with the skill of the lady, it can be done reluctantly." ”

"Oh, really?!" Xie Xiaolan's eyes suddenly lit up, and she was the same as before, "Can I do my skills?"

"Well, you go and see the dragon capture skill written by your Void Bamboo Ancestor. Xiao Yuesheng handed the silk scarf forward, just now Xie Xiaolan was a little happy and got carried away, ignoring the silk scarf handed in front of her.

"Dragon Capture Gong?" she hurriedly took the moon-white silk scarf embroidered with orchids, carefully tucked it into her sleeve, but her eyes looked at her husband, a little puzzled, "What Dragon Capture Gong?"

"It's the martial arts recorded by Xiao Feng, the ancestor of your Void Bamboo Master, doesn't there be the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending and the Dragon Capture Skill on it!" Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows, glanced at her, and sniffed his palm, but there was a faint fragrance, which was the faint fragrance of Xie Xiaolan's silk scarf.

"That's not possible!" Xie Xiaolan shook her head vigorously, and her answer was categorical and unquestionable, and the excitement in her eyes slowly faded.

"Why not?! The eighteen palms of the dragon are not suitable for women to practice, but the dragon capture skill is both male and female, and the technique of being a husband is all based on profound skills, and its subtlety is not as good as the dragon capture skill. ”

Xiao Yuesheng faced the light breeze, let his clothes fly, and looked at the fading sunset in the distance, his voice was a little ethereal and ethereal, and it became unreal.

"The Xuzhuzi Patriarch wrote the precepts, my Vulture Palace disciples are not allowed to practice, and can only pass on the beggars to the gang leader. ”

"Oh, he said that if you don't let you learn, you won't learn?" Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him, turned his head again, and looked at the sunset in the distance, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little sarcastic, which made Xie Xiaolan suddenly feel uncomfortable.

She held back her anger and replied calmly: "The patriarch's last order, you can't disobey it, otherwise you will deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor, heaven and earth will not tolerate it!

Xiao Yuesheng listened to her rather serious words, couldn't help but look at her, smiled, the sunset glow, dyed her temples with a layer of colored light, the face in the light and darkness, the eyes were shining, white as snow, extremely delicate and moving.

"Okay, if you don't learn, you won't learn. He stroked her face tenderly with his big hand, and couldn't help but chuckle when he saw her delicate posture of dodging and blushing.

Xiao Yuesheng also knew that she would not follow the ancestral rules and flout the rules, and she would be a little too embarrassed for her, but she didn't have this kind of courage, and if she wanted to be the master of the first palace, she was afraid that it would be extravagant, so she could only wait until the future to slowly affect her...... Besides, building the Vulture Palace is just to give her something to do, whether she can be a good palace master, what's the matter, thinking of this, he smiled, he was influenced by the past, and always tried to be the best, it was too hard......

When the lanterns were first on, Xiao Yuesheng was already sitting in the simple and unpretentious banquet hall in King Rong's mansion.

At this time, Xiao Yuesheng's image has changed greatly, although his appearance has not changed much, but he is much older than the original, as if he is Xiao Yuesheng twenty years later, that kind of old age is not the atrophy and wrinkles of the skin, but caused by the vicissitudes of life between his eyebrows.

Although the banquet hall is not luxurious, it is quite simple, but it is by no means shabby, the length of more than twenty or thirty steps seems to be extremely spacious, except for the exquisite carpet, the rest of the things are all exalted with simplicity, as if they are old things.

In the spacious hall, the lights were as bright as day, in front of a serial flower arrangement screen, in front of a table of eight immortals, only one person sat opposite Xiao Yuesheng.

"Mr. Zixu is now famous in the ——!" The old man who said this is the current Rong Wangye, who is holding a wine cup to pay tribute to Xiao Yuesheng, who is alias Wang Zixu.

Although Lin'an City is the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, it is not called the capital, but called the line, the capital Bianliang is still the capital of the Song Dynasty, in order to show that the restoration of the rivers and mountains is not forgotten.

Rong Wang Ye is also a green robe, the same color as Xiao Yuesheng who is sitting upright, he has a wonderful appearance, his face is thin, his eyes are red, his nose is like a hanging gall, his mouth is like a treasure pot, his jaw is clear, and the fish lines at the corners of his eyes do not affect his handsome temperament at all.

"Oh?...... Why did the prince say this?" Xiao Yuesheng raised his glass and took a sip of wine, put down the shiny small wine cup of the official kiln, took a handful of green vegetables, inhaled the aroma, paused in front of his mouth, raised his eyebrows and asked.

His demeanor is informal, and he is extremely casual.

The dishes on the table are mostly green vegetables, very little meat, like a vegetarian table, if this table is placed in May and June, it is a little shabby, but now in the cold winter and the first month, ordinary people, how can they see green vegetables?

"Hehe......" Prince Rong was easy-going and gentle, holding a wine cup, stroking his beard and smiling under the light, "Upstairs in Fengle, Mr. Zixu showed his skills and beat the Mongolian princes to the ground, which is really happy!

"Ha! The prince has won the award, and the mountain people have acted rashly, I'm afraid that they have already provoked the jealousy of others, right?!" Xiao Yuesheng laughed, but his expression did not move, he raised his cup and took a sip of alcoholic wine, and there was no joy on his face.

There were only two of them in this hall, and all the servants were sent out, so there was no taboo in speaking, and Xiao Yuesheng's demeanor was not respectful to the prince.

"Hehe, as long as it's not the emperor's brother, with this king here, no one can even think of moving Mr. Rong!"

"Oh, the prince is so big!" Xiao Yuesheng squinted at him, the corners of his mouth twitched, with a somewhat disdainful tone.

Xiao Yuesheng disguised the prince as a man of arrogance and arrogance, and he was quite a bit of a frame that God didn't buy.

I just met Prince Rong, who had a smooth life in his life, and he was also very tolerant of this life-saving benefactor.

Xiao Yuesheng has the magic power of mind reading, and wants to speculate with others and become someone's confidant, it is really effortless, and Lord Rong is a confidant to this Mr. Zixu who saved his surname, and his temper is not strange, but very kind.

"What's the matter?, Mr. don't believe it?!" Rong Wang Ye Danfeng's eyes glared, and his easy-going and gentle temperament suddenly disappeared, and he was imposing, showing the demeanor of the prince.

"Hehe, I'm afraid that people will instigate Jinshang, and if they slander, the mountain people will be speechless, even you, the prince, and you can't do anything,...... Could it be that if you become such an inconsequential person, you brothers will turn their faces?!" Xiao Yuesheng's words were extremely mean, and King Rong was so angry that his face turned red, and the hands holding the wine cup were slightly exposed.

"Okay, let's not talk about it,...... Hehe, the prince's kung fu needs to be improved, just like these two sentences, he can't keep his heart and laugh...... If someone really is not good for me, can't I run away?!

Xiao Yuesheng smiled again to appease Prince Rong, held the pot and poured wine, and blocked the anger of Prince Rong so that there was nowhere to spill it.

"Hey——!" Wang Ye Rong took a breath, looked at Mr. Zixu opposite, smiled bitterly, shook his head, raised his hand helplessly, and drank it all.

"Mr. doesn't say it, this king also knows that Mr. is talking about Xiao Jia,...... This king just sent someone to say hello, even if Xiao Jia is proud of the spring breeze now, this king's face, forgive him and dare not give it!"

Prince Rong put down the wine cup, stroked his beard, his face gradually calmed down, and he said in an old-fashioned manner.

His tone is very big, but he has no suspicion of boasting, he and Jinshang have a deep brotherly relationship, the two were born with a poor family, the two have supported each other since childhood, and today's crown prince is the son of Prince Rong.

There are no children today, and they need to choose the children of the clan to succeed and become the heir to the throne.

"Don't!" Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly waved his hand and put down the wine cup, "The mountain people have nothing to do, but I want to see what means this new prime minister has?!...... Don't disturb the mountain people's Yaxing!"

Rong Wang Ye couldn't help but laugh dumbly, held a pot to help him pour wine, and glared at him: "Mr. has to be in control, if there is danger, go to my hometown in Shaoxing to hide!"

Xiao Yuesheng calmly lifted the wine poured by King Rong, sucked it slightly, and nodded.

"The last time I brought back the beauty pill, the princess was full of praise, saying that she was relaxed and in good spirits, as if she had been young for more than ten years, let this king thank her on her behalf!"

"You don't have to, as long as you don't say that I made it, the mountain people will be grateful, alas——! this woman's love for beauty is really entangled!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and waved his hand busily, like avoiding snakes and scorpions, which made King Rong breathe a sigh, and suddenly laughed loudly in the hall.

Xiao Yuesheng played the role of Prince Xu, who has always felt ashamed of refining the beauty pill for overkill, for fear that others will know, so Prince Rong will use this as a handle and make fun of it from time to time.

The prince is as virtual as a snake and scorpion, and he is honest and funny, and he has to make King Rong laugh every time.

"Haha,...... However, this king really didn't expect that Mr. would have an extremely clever martial arts!" "Lord Rong propped up his stomach with one hand on the table, and stroked his stomach with the other, laughing a little breathlessly.

"Alas, what bullshit martial arts! It's just a two-handed crop handle, that's what the mountain people use to stretch their muscles and bones in addition to the cultivation of the Tao, it's just that those barbarians are too bad...... Lord, eat vegetables, eat vegetables, don't just care about drinking!" Xiao Yuesheng chewed the vegetables in his mouth, gurgling, without any grace, very formless, and anti-guest to persuade Wang Ye Rong to eat vegetables.

Wang Ye Rong was not angry, he put a handful of vegetables in his mouth according to his words, and chewed it gently.

"Hehe, Mr. is modest, but Xiao Dong said, Mr.'s martial arts are unfathomable...... This Xiao Dong, his vision is so high that he can't be scored, when it comes to martial arts, he is always the best bull in the world for my Xiao Dong, this king never thought that he could spit out such words from his mouth!"

Prince Rong also looked at Xiao Yuesheng with slanted eyes, with a look on his face that seemed to be smiling.

The Xiao Dong he said in his mouth was the personal eunuch who was specially transferred to Prince Rong from the Forbidden Palace, and it was said that he was the number one master in the palace.

Although he is called Xiao Dong, he is afraid that his age is much older than that of Prince Rong, the responsibility of the chief guard, a martial arts, unpredictable, drooping eyelids and face all day, except for Lord Rong, no one pays attention to it, and no one listens to anyone's words.

"Hmph, the mountain man cultivates the Dao method, how can it be compared to a small martial art?!" Xiao Yuesheng tilted his chin, looking quite disdainful.

"Oh, Xiao Dong still wants to find a chance to talk to Mr.!" Wang Ye Rong put down the wine cup with a smile.

"Excuse me!" Xiao Dong's martial arts are ghostly, he can't kill people, but he can scare people half to death, and the mountain people don't want to be offended!" Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly shook his hand and glanced at the white jade screen embroidered with two peonies in bloom.

"Hehe, this king is a little strange, with Mr.'s habits, how can he make a move so easily?"

As long as there are guests, Xiao Dong must hide behind the screen, just in case, it is Wang Zixu, who was cited by Prince Rong as a confidant and life-saving benefactor, is no exception.

"It can only be said that it is just the right time, count them unlucky! When there is time later, the mountain people will go to Dadu to make trouble, and they will not be rude...... By the way, the prince is anxious to find the mountain people to come, what's the matter?" Xiao Yuesheng took out the silk scarf in his sleeve, wiped the corners of his mouth, and resumed his demeanor, which was already a little full of wine and food.

"Hehe, what's this...... Come on, Mr. Drink two more cups!" "Lord Rong was a little hesitant, stroked his beard under his chin twice, got up and held the pot, and poured wine for Xiao Yuesheng, looking very attentive.

"Isn't the prince trying to get the mountain people drunk?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled, and was not polite, although the wine of the Rong Wangfu is not of the highest quality, it also has a unique taste.

"Alas——!" Prince Rong put down the wine jug, sat back in the sandalwood chair, and sighed, under the bright light, Qingqi's face was full of gloom.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him, drank all the wine in the cup, slammed it on the table, wiped the corners of his mouth, waved his hand and smiled: "Okay, prince, you can also play with me! Tell me, what the hell is going on?...... But ninety percent of the mountain people will not agree!"

He saw that Prince Rong was embarrassed, and he knew that what he said must not be something he could accept, otherwise he would have said it in passing, in front of him, this Lord Rong has always been a straightforward person.

Rong Wang Ye couldn't help but smile bitterly, this Mr. Zixu is a real person, but he is too ruthless, he is stagnant, and he still speaks: "Mr. Rui Wang Ye knows, right?"

"I know!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head slightly, but how could he not know that this Rui Wang Ye was second only to Rong Wang Ye in status among all the princes.

This Rui Wang Ye is square, very learned, in the Shilin, the prestige is quite high, Pingli, also like to recruit some scribes and scholars, talk about poetry and papers, not afraid of causing jealousy, and now he is also blind and does not peck at it.

Moreover, Xiao Dengyun, who is under the door of Mission Hills Villa, opened a Jinshixuan in Lin'an City, and fell in love with the maid of Rui Wangfu, but he has not been approved by Rui Wangfu and cannot marry into the family, and he is anxious like ants in a hot nest.

"Alas, now my brother of the six kings, he is living like a year!" Prince Rong sighed with sympathy and pity, and as he spoke, he picked up the wine cup and met Xiao Yuesheng's persistent wine jug, and when Xiao Yuesheng filled the wine cup, he drank it all happily.

"Oh, why?" Xiao Yuesheng put down the wine jug, and asked a question, so that Wang Ye Rong could continue to speak fluently.

"Alas, it's Lian Rou's girl who is sick again! This time, even the imperial doctors in the inner court are helpless, and they say that they want to prepare for the future, alas——!...... It's a good time in life,...... The white-haired person sends the black-haired person, which is chilling, and the heart is chilling——!"

"Does the prince want the mountain people to come to the rescue of the county lord of Lianrou?" Xiao Yuesheng didn't wait for the prince to sigh for a long time, pointed directly at his heart, and asked.

"Mr. has never seen Lian Rou's girl, like a person made of water, the surname is soft and demure, it is really cute, but it is a pity that although she was born in a rich family, she did not enjoy a happy life,...... Alas——, it's really distressing!"

The sad look on his face was extremely sincere, clenching his teeth, holding back the tears in his eyes to prevent them from pouring out.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly and touched the mustache on his lips: "The prince doesn't need to say it again, the mountain man agrees!"

"Thank you, sir——!" Prince Rong reacted quickly, and immediately responded, his voice was high-pitched and loud, echoing in the hall, which made people doubt the truth of the grief just now.

"This king knows that Mr. has a cold face and a warm heart, and a bodhisattva's heart!" "Lord Rong was full of smiles, like a shining light, his hands and feet poured wine lightly and quickly, and raised his cup to salute Xiao Yuesheng: "...... Come, Mr. Wang Xianjing, have a drink!"

Xiao Yuesheng raised the cup and touched the wine cup in Wang Ye's hand, then drank it all, put down the shiny and bright wine cup, held the chopstick, and said in his mouth: "This is not the kindness of the mountain people, it is all for the sake of the prince's affection!"

After chewing and swallowing the green vegetables in his mouth, he continued: "There are countless poor people in this world, and it is a great blessing that the lord of Lianrou County can live to this day, if he was born in a poor family, I am afraid that it will be long gone, and the mountain man is just a person who is as weak as an ant, and his ability is low, how can he dare to fight against the destiny of heaven! Whether it can be saved depends on her creation......

"Alas, if her longevity is over, if she wants to save her life, I'm afraid that she will use the technique of grafting, hehe, the mountain people can be regarded as letting go, this time, I'm afraid that I will lose all my money!" As he spoke, he drank the wine poured by King Rong again.

"The art of grafting?" "King Rong, who stood up with the pot, was very curious.

"Well, this grafting technique...... Forget it, let's talk about it later, hehe, I'm afraid that the prince has invited other guests, right?" Xiao Yuesheng looked up and saw Prince Rong's curious gaze, but he didn't want to say anything, pointed to the entrance of the hall, and asked with a smile.

"Huh...... Mr. is really amazing, he is the sixth king brother, I want to see Mr. and thank him in person!"

Prince Rong sat down, and he was even more curious about the art of grafting.

Hearing the other party's words, he guessed that it was Brother Liuwang who was coming, and he had ordered his subordinates in advance, except for Lord Rui, no one was seen.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and stroked his stomach without any style: "I'm afraid I don't worry about the mountain people, right?!"

"Won't Mr. hide a little clumsy?!" Prince Rong glared at him with a wry smile, got up and walked out, this Mr. Zixu was really vicious, too smart, even if he hid from him, he disdained to cover it up, and his words were like a mountain, but he was not afraid that he would regret it.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled lightly, like a light breeze blowing, and there was an ethereal air emanating out, which made Prince Rong, who was turning around, stunned for a moment, and when he looked at it again, it was the original indifferent vicissitudes.

Lord Rong walked out, thinking that he was dazzled.

Xu Yu followed him into the hall, a total of three people, located on the side of King Rong with a purple robe and jade belt, burly, slightly square face, the two lying silkworm eyebrows increased the majesty, between the expectations, although the clouds were gloomy, but it did not affect his not angry and majestic bearing.

followed by a man and a woman, Xiao Yuesheng could see at a glance that this man was a Xibei son, a woman dressed as a man, if she was really a man, but it would make countless girls in the boudoir fall in love.

Its face is like a powder, snow-white and flawless, with a small nose, a playful mouth, bright and agile eyes, flashing with cunning.

Behind her, there is a half-old, an elegant woman, wearing a plain white moon jacket and skirt, with a noble and graceful bearing.

"Mr. Zixu, this is Lord Rui!" "Prince Rong stroked his beard under his chin and stretched out his hand to introduce Xiao Yuesheng, who slowly got up.

"Lord Rui, fortunately!" Xiao Yuesheng straightened up, bowed his hand slightly, seemed to be perfunctory, and his expression was arrogant and rude.

"Hmph!" Prince Rui, who was full of gloom and frost between his eyebrows, had not yet replied, but the prince of Xibei behind him snorted coldly first, his voice was delicate, and his bright Danfeng eyes glared at Xiao Yuesheng fiercely, full of anger.

ps: The night before yesterday the window somehow opened, ventilated, cold. This morning, my sister-in-law called and told me that someone in the village had died, so my dad finished breakfast and hurried to deliver the burning paper, but the person was not dead, it was really fatal!

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