Sword comes

On the northbound road, the weather was calm.

The martial arts of the Daquan Dynasty was prosperous. In recent decades, only the frontier soldiers bullied others. The Northern Jin Dynasty in the south and the Nanqi Dynasty in the north had suffered a lot. If it weren't for the three princes wrestling for the dragon chair, almost It's about to show the sword and the gun, which involved a lot of energy of the eldest prince, so that the eldest son of Liu's concubine, who was sitting in the north, had to suspend a planned northern expedition, so as not to accidentally take down thousands of miles of territory in the Southern Qi Dynasty, and his own vitality would be seriously injured. Losing the general power, wouldn't it be a wedding dress for the new emperor of Mirage City?

There are also four or five small countries that border on the east and west sides. The monarch of one of the countries regards himself as a nephew and respectfully calls Daquan Emperor Liu Zhen as his uncle, and the other is directly reduced to the Daquan vassal state.

The team stopped every thirty miles to wash the horses' noses. At this time, Yao Zhen would leave the carriage to chat with Chen Pingan.

After coming and going, the grandson Yao Xianzhi became acquainted with Chen Pingan, but this piece of "Yao's jade in the rough" was very reserved in front of Chen Pingan.

Yao Xianzhi is only 14 years old this year, but he has been in the frontier army for three years. He became an official scout in the second year. After that, he was promoted to the commander of the army by virtue of his military achievements. The town's attention.

Yao Xianzhi made no secret of his admiration for Chen Pingan. In the valley, he was hunted down by two monks on the mountain. After beating the terrifying master in the nectar armor, he retreated, and faced a terrifying sword repairer with infinite killing power, he was even more able to deal with it freely.

Yao Xianzhi confronted Chen Pingan, and later heard Yao Lingzhi talk about Chen Pingan's feats in the inn, and then he punched Shen Guogong's son to death on the spot with three punches. I can't wait to feed Chen Ping's horse every day.

Chen Pingan had a good impression of Yao Xianzhi, the bloody battle in the valley, and the resolute eyes of the armored boy are still fresh in people's memory.

It’s just that Yao Xianzhi was probably trying to get close to him, and he always had nothing to say, and often made some not-so-funny jokes, such as the Southern Qi in the north, and the Northern Jin in the south, and said that some writers who were good at writing frontier poems yearned for Daquan the most Among the iron cavalry of the Yao family in the frontier army, there was a great poet among them, who wanted to exchange poems for a first-class horse, but his grandfather refused, so he held a grudge. After returning, he slandered the frontier army of the Yao family in the capital for ten years Yao Xianzhi vowed to meet that gentleman when he mentioned Mirage City.

Chen Pingan didn't talk much, but he wasn't bothered either.

Among Yao's generation, Yao Lingzhi, who is the most gifted in martial arts, has complicated feelings towards Chen Ping'an. I am willing to follow Yao Xianzhi and get close to Chen Ping'an.

Chen Pingan has ridden a horse before, and in the blessed land of lotus flowers, he has also accompanied the old Taoist to ride a donkey, so he knows that the so-called traveling thousands of miles a day in the storyteller and the novels are all deceived, ordinary secular people In the Dynasty, it is possible to expedite the [-]-mile delivery of the military information box at the post station, but it is necessary to change people and horses. You are not responsible for killing people on the post road. Just running like this often hurts the horse very seriously, even if it is shoed , or it may directly rot the horseshoe.

The officials of post stations along the way who were in charge of receiving them, as well as the county government offices where the post stations are located, were all very attentive. After all, he was the general with the initials of Zheng, the old head of the Yao family's iron cavalry, and this was not disarming and returning to the field, but going to Beijing to serve as Minister of the Ministry of War , the emperor relies heavily on him, from the mainstay of the border to the pillar of the court, the old general Yao stretched out a little finger, and it is estimated that he can kill several small county magistrates, who dare not take it seriously

Yao Zhen welcomes and sees him off, tired of socializing, not to mention how warm he is to the local officials, but he never shows the slightest domineering arrogance, and hardly refuses any banquet from the governor. As for the gracious invitation from the county guard, occasionally Excusing excuses, the county magistrate certainly didn't have the guts to set up a banquet for a Shangshu without authorization.

Chen Pingan would not attend these banquets, but Pei Qian wanted to sharpen his head and dig into it. Once, after hearing Yao Xianzhi's description of those dishes, his mouth started to drool.The strange thing is that Yao Zhen would bring Yao Lingzhi and Yao Xianzhi with him every time, but Yao Jinzhi who seemed to treat the carriage as a deep house compound was ignored.

This time, passing through an obscure county town, it turned out to be a pure land sweeping the streets. Chen Pingan still didn't participate in it, but just took Pei Qian and Zhu Lian away from the post station, planning to buy some trivial items, such as a jade hairpin.But Yao Jinzhi left the post house for the first time, and wanted to go shopping with Chen Pingan and the others.

She still wears the elegant veiled hat with skirt and neck. In fact, Yao Jinzhi would take off the veiled hat when the team stopped before. Chen Pingan has seen her face many times, and she is indeed beautiful. According to Zhu Lian's joke, Miss Yao has such an all-powerful appearance, in the decades when he and Zhu Lian have been domineering in Ouhua Blessed Land, she has never met one. I heard that later there was a girl named Tong Qingqing from Jingxinting who wondered if she could compete with Yao Jinzhi, but Chen Pingan nodded and said yes.

Zhu Lian then said that if the beauty of women in the world is calculated by a hundred Wen, then Yao Jinzhi and Tong Qingqing should both have more than 90 Wen.

Chen Pingan didn't want to talk about other people's looks behind their backs, and he only had one thought in his mind, that these girls were born perfect and beautiful, but they were worth only a hundred coins, and in his mind, Miss Yao was just grain rain money, gold fine copper coins.

So when Chen Ping met a girl like Yao Jinzhi, he just met her.

Chen Pingan wants to buy hairpins. Yao Jinzhi said that there is a baby alley in the county town, which specializes in selling antiques and curiosities. She followed a certain gossip and wanted to find tiles there, and an ancient lucky money called Huaijing. Lian likes strange novels, and as for Pei Qian, she likes and wants everything as long as it is valuable, but just by Chen Ping's side, it seems that most of her natural vicious temperament has been worn away, and she only begs for Chen Ping'an all day long. Let her be the accountant, just like Zhong Kui in the inn, even if there is only a few taels of silver in her pocket, she will be satisfied.

Chen Pingan didn't pay any attention to her at all. He had ten coins in his waist, and he would make a noise in his clothes, and he was talking about Pei Qian.

The county town put a lot of thought into welcoming Yao Zhen. Yao Jinzhi explained the reason to Chen Pingan on the way to Hai'er Lane. The county guard was from the frontier army of Yao's family. Climbing up in the local career, I heard from the third master of the inn that he was a very ambitious young man back then.

Walking into Haier Lane, which is a very long street, there are shops of all kinds. Apart from the serious shops, there are also quite a few packhouses. They look like poor and talented people. The road is not straight, and he has taken a side path, or he is simply a gentleman on the beam.

Chen Pingan found these unscrupulous transactions on the street very interesting. After the two parties had the intention of buying and selling, they went to a secluded corner and did not talk about money. He said with a smile that this move was jokingly called "cage pairing". In addition to the unique gestures symbolizing copper coins and silver, the numbers are also particular. The index finger nests into a hook shape to make nine, and the index finger and middle finger overlap to make ten.

In this Haier Lane, Chen Pingan and the three of them had their own gains, except Pei Qian.

Yao Jinzhi got his wish and bought a bunch of ancient copper coins from the past dynasties. It is known as a famous spring. The price varies from high to low. There are patterns, auspicious words, and a complete set of four god tiles. Even through the white gauze of the veil, Chen Pingan can feel her surprise.

After going out, she found an extra package. Chen Pingan said a polite word to help me recite it, but Yao Jinzhi quickly refused.

Zhu Lian bought two novels about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies dressed in the cloak of ghosts.

Chen Pingan bought a white jade chilong hairpin, plain body, no seal characters, simple and smooth dragon pattern, Chen Pingan fell in love at first sight, but felt that it was a bit expensive, the shopkeeper even offered a price of 80 taels of silver, saying that it was a jade made by a former dynasty Everyone's handwriting is just not signed, otherwise the 300 taels would not be sold.If it was when Da Sui was studying, Chen Ping turned around and left. Before today, he would still buy it after gnashing his teeth.

Fortunately, Yao Jin said something, and he bargained for 30 taels of silver, which roughly means that he has a jade carving handed down by that master. She was very familiar with the carving techniques, and she belittled the material of the Chilong jade hairpin, which made the shopkeeper speechless, and resentfully cut the price at the waist of the lady, and sold the jade hairpin to Chen Pingan.

After leaving the shop, Chen Pingan took the small brocade box, first thanked Yao Jinzhi for his help in bargaining, and then couldn't help but smiled wryly, "tell Miss Yao, why do you think this hairpin is not worth 30 taels of silver?"

Yao Jinzhi was silent for a moment, and when she walked away from the shop, she smiled softly and said: "The hairpin is really the work of the jade pecking master, not to mention 300 taels of silver, 500 taels are worth buying, and this person admires the poor quality of jade. The material of your hairpin is extremely good, so good that he thinks it is the best material of beautiful jade, and the knives dare not fall on the face of a beautiful person. It is just beautiful jade in the world, whether it is good or not, everyone can see how much it is. Well, it's hard to say, not to mention that everyone has different tastes, so it's hard to come to a conclusion."

Zhu Lian nodded with a smile, not sure whether he appreciated Yao Jinzhi's knowledge, or recognized the attitude of that jade pecking master towards Meiyu.

Chen Ping put the brocade box into his sleeve, and asked with a smile, "Miss Yao really has that jade-carved narcissus?"

Yao Jinzhi smiled and said, "Those rhetoric are all copied from the book."

That is no more.

Pei Qian rolled her eyes, she originally thought about flattering more in the future, maybe one day Yao Jinzhi would be happy and give her the narcissus jade carving.

Yao Jinzhi said again: "The words are indeed in the book, but that jade carving is one of my little aunt's dowry."

Chen Pingan had no choice but to smile politely.

In this regard, Miss Yao and her younger brother Yao Xianzhi are actually quite similar, but the morality is deeper than him, so it won't be too embarrassing.

It can be seen from this that Yao Jinzhi is actually not difficult to get along with.

Pei Qian had already started to flirt, and Jiao Didi asked, "Sister Yao, are you tired? Let me help you carry your bags. I'm very familiar with carrying things. I carried them all the way. I promise not to break your babies."

Yao Jinzhi shook his head with a smile, and the white gauze veil swayed slightly.

Pei Qian was a little disappointed, but still unwilling to give up, "Then sister Yao, when you feel tired, you must tell me, this alley is more than 600 steps away from the post station, sister Yao, you have long legs, about four It's almost a thousand and seven hundred steps."

Yao Jinzhi could only nod.

What a weird little girl.

The four of them were walking in the bustling Hai'er Lane, Zhu Lian lowered his head and smiled and asked, "I remember the number of steps so clearly."

Pei Qian sighed and said, "It's boring. Anyway, I won't spend money on it, so I have to find trouble for nothing. What can I do?"

Zhu Lian laughed out loud.

In the twilight, returning to the inn where he stayed and taking a walk in the courtyard behind, Chen Ping found that Lu Baixiang and Sui Youyou had found a chessboard somewhere, and were playing chess in a small pavilion, while Wei Xian was watching the battle.

Chen Ping walked into the gazebo, just as the winner was decided, Lu Baixiang won a small victory.

Sui's right side played chess very powerfully and imposingly. As a man, Lu Baixiang was not as decisive as Sui's right side.

Zhu Lian also came here, Sui Youyou bid farewell to Chen Pingan and left.Lu Baixiang then challenged Zhu Lian to fight, and the stooped old man smiled and shook his hands, saying that he was a stinky chess basket and dared not make a fool of himself.When Lu Baixiang cast his gaze, Wei Xian said that he was not even a stinky chess player, and he didn't understand it at all. He was just idle and wanted to know the outcome of the chess game between the two.

When no one was playing chess, Wei Xian left, followed by Zhu Lian.

Only Chen Pingan and Lu Baixiang, who cleaned up the mess on the chessboard, were left.

Chen Pingan was leaning on the railing, drinking the green plum wine in the sword gourd. Lu Baixiang twisted the pieces with both fingers, and quickly put them into the chess box. Not only is it not boring, but it is somewhat pleasing to the eye.

Chen Ping'an admired it.

If it wasn't for the fact that he really didn't have the talent for playing chess, and because he felt that talking with hands would be too time consuming and would delay his boxing and sword practice, otherwise Chen Pingan really wanted to think about how to play chess.

Yao Jinzhi came slowly, and she took off her veil in the station, and after she sat down, she said to Lu Baixiang who had almost finished packing the chess pieces: "Mr. Lu, let's talk about a game."

Lu Baixiang glanced at the sky, and said with a smile: "It's probably a fierce battle. I don't care if I play chess after dark, but I don't know if Miss Yao can see the chess game clearly."

Yao Jinzhi nodded and said: "Fifteen is round, with the moonlight, you should be able to see clearly, Mr. Lu don't need to worry about this."

Guess first.

Lu Baixiang is white, Yao Jinzhi is black.

Chen Ping stood up, looked at the movement of the two sides, but didn't understand the profit and loss, so he went back to the bench, sat cross-legged, and drank slowly.

Since there are two Daquan enshrined in the team, Chen Ping'an is not willing to reveal the details of the "Ginger Pot", so drinking during the day is not very enjoyable. After all, both monks and martial arts masters have sharp eyes, and the posture of holding the pot and raising the arms may be as wide as possible. You can see the clues.Chen Ping's mind traveled thousands of miles, unconsciously, when he came back to his senses, Yao Jinzhi had already left, and Lu Baixiang was there alone to clean up.

Lu Baixiang smiled while packing up the chess pieces: "I hope that one day, I can go to the Baidi City, which is located among the colorful clouds. What a master of chess under the world, it is fascinating."

Chen Pingan blurted out: "I have a student who is very good at chess. You can learn from each other when you meet in the future."

The young Cui Chan, or Cui Dongshan, was a big player who had discussed ten rounds with the Lord of Baidi City.

However, admitting that Cui Dongshan is his disciple still makes Chen Pingan a little helpless, after all, he cannot be said to be a friend.

Lu Baixiang didn't take it too seriously, whether it was Sui Youyou or Yao Jinzhi, the two games did not allow him to use seven or eight points of strength on Qipanshan, but Sui Youyou really lost, but Yao Jinzhi Hidden chess strength, but even if she tried her best, she still lost.Lu Baixiang is almost conceited about his own chess power. In that distant rivers and lakes for a hundred years, as the founder of the Demon Cult, Lu Baixiang was invincible in chess besides being the best in martial arts.

What Lu Baixiang was really curious about was that Chen Ping'an was not very old, and he was not a Confucian student in this magnificent world, but he actually had students.

After chatting a few words about the customs of the county, Lu Baixiang went to return the chessboard and chess box, while Chen Pingan stayed in the pavilion alone.

It was the end of autumn, and according to the team's itinerary, we arrived at the ferry outside Mirage City, almost just in time for winter.

I heard that after heavy snowfall in Mirage City, it is a rare beauty in the world.

Chen Ping'an was in a peaceful state of mind. Compared with his expectations when he just left Daoxuan Mountain, Chen Ping'an was in a peaceful state of mind. Ten years later, he entered the seventh realm, that is, the golden body realm. The progress has been extremely fast, far beyond imagination, thanks to the inside and outside of Feiying Castle. In addition to the two life-and-death battles, there was a series of fights between Ouhua Blessed Land and Border Inn. Not only did they successfully enter the fifth realm, but they also built a solid foundation. Even if they broke the bottleneck now and entered the sixth realm in one fell swoop, Chen Pingan would not Feel frivolous on foot.

Not to mention Zhongqiu among them, the others, such as the Jindan monk with the crown of five mountains on his head, the No. 1 Ding Ying in the blessed land, Huai Lili, the palace guard of the Daquan Dynasty, and Chen Pingan, which one won easily

Chen Ping can't believe how difficult it is to enter the seventh realm from the sixth realm, and what kind of opportunities and backgrounds are needed.After the Seventh Realm, there is the Feather Transformation Realm, also known as the Yuanyou Realm, where a pure martial artist can truly reach the sky in one step, and can travel far away in the wind like a fairy on the mountain.

The nine realms of a pure martial artist, plus the secret real limit, make a total of ten.

Among them, the eighth realm of remote travel, Chen Ping'an is most yearning for.

In the cold and clear night, Chen Pingan, who was practicing Sword Qi Eighteen Stops even when riding a horse, was rarely lazy, just sitting in the gazebo drinking and dazed.

It wasn't until Yao Zhen and his granddaughter Yao Jinzhi came for a walk that Chen Pingan stood up and found that the old man's face was not very good-looking. The guard was in private, but he sent someone to send a heavy gift to the post, meaning that he hoped that after Grandpa entered Beijing, he would take care of him as a protégé in court, and make Grandpa very angry."

Yao Zhen patted his knee lightly, with a desolate expression, and said with emotion: "I think there was such a young man back then, full of vigor and righteousness, and he was never timid when fighting in battle. How did he become an official? After more than ten years, he has changed so much. many."

Yao Jinzhi smiled and said, "Grandpa, it's been ten years. Wu Sha's mood has changed slightly, and Huang Ge has a new look."

Yao Zhen snorted coldly, "It's superfluous to the temple, don't even think about me saying anything against this kid."

Yao Jinzhi asked with a smile: "Could it be possible that if he doesn't give gifts, grandpa, you will speak well of him because of the friendship you have accumulated in the past. Obviously not, since he can't do it anyway, he might as well take a gamble and bet on grandpa." You know that the officialdom is beyond your control, and you have to do as the Romans do. Bet that after grandpa enters the military office, he will recruit a group of old soldiers so as not to be squeezed out by the nobles of the capital. At that time, there will be no help, and the situation will force it, grandpa said Maybe the first name I remember is the local sheriff."

Yao Zhen smiled wryly.

Chen Pingan didn't intervene, but the grandpa and grandson were willing to talk about these crooked officialdom rules in front of outsiders. Chen Pingan only regarded it as a knowledge that was hard to buy, and he heard it.

As long as you cross the buried river that crosses the territory of Daquan, you will be half way to the north.

The Yao family team stayed at a posthouse on the south bank of the buried river at dusk that day, only half a mile away from the buried river. Yao Zhen took Chen Pingan to the riverside to enjoy the scenery and relax.

The hard dish on the dinner table just now, the buried river carp is a must. The carp in this big river, the golden scale red tail, no matter whether it is steamed, sweet and sour or braised, has no meaty smell. It is extremely delicious and is a tribute of the Daquan Dynasty. one.

It's a pity that the famous buried river water temple is a little far away from the post station and ferry, more than three hundred miles away, literati and poets from several countries in history have left precious calligraphy on the wall of the water temple , can be traced back as early as 600 years ago, and there are even many poems sung by great writers of different eras. It makes a water temple shine brightly, with gorgeous literary talent and strong literary movement, which is even more exaggerated than the Confucian Temple in Mirage City.

The walking team was divided into three groups, with Yao Zhen and Chen Ping'an walking side by side, and Pei Qian following behind with a walking stick.

The two Daquan priests who served as monks accompanying the army stayed with Yao's "Three Zhi".

The two monks are a pair of Taoist masters and apprentices. Because of this stealth, they did not wear eye-catching Taoist robes.Along the way, the two masters and apprentices were alienated from the crowd. The young Taoist priest was born with a face like a crown of jade and a gentle temperament, like a noble son who walked out of the home of Zhongming Dingshi.

Wei Xian, Zhu Lian, Lu Baixiang, and Sui You rarely showed up together.

Yao Zhen liked to get along with Chen Ping from the bottom of his heart. Although Chen Ping didn't talk much most of the time, the old general who was unsmiling in his family and in the army became more talkative when he came to Chen Ping'an.Right now, I am introducing to Chen Pingan the rank of the mountain and water gods of the Daquan Dynasty. Apart from the righteous gods of the Five Sacred Mountains, the water god of this buried river is the highest. equal.

It's just that the Water God's Mansion is closed all year round, and the Buried River Water God has almost no contact with the world. In the past 200 years, he has only revealed his true body a few times, and he has always been like a cloud and dragon, looming.Because the incense is too prosperous, it is even better than the most orthodox and noble gods of the Five Sacred Mountains. Every temple fair, tens of thousands of people gather on the bank of the buried river from the north and the south, making the golden statue enshrined in the water temple look like a god all year round. in the mist.

Yao Zhen laughed loudly and said: "As long as there is a drought, His Majesty the Emperor will come to the Water Temple to pray for rain. Even if he can't come in person, he will send a Liu family member to go south with the Minister of Rites. The people of Daquan have never been disappointed."

After Yao Zhen said this, Chen Pingan began to regret not being able to pass by the Water Temple, otherwise he could drink green plum wine and write what he saw and heard on the bamboo slips with a carving knife.

Along the rolling river, they walked four or five miles downstream, and they met an old man squatting on the bank of the river, staring blankly at the river.

Yao Zhen looked back at the old priest, who nodded slightly, and then the old general strode towards the old man.

The old man looked dull but physically strong, but he was frightened by the battle of Yao Zhen and the others. He stood up in a panic, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he swallowed. Where is it.

Yao Zhen called out big brother, telling the old man not to be nervous, and casually asked him where he lived and what he did for a living. Han, who is still doing the job of picking up corpses, needs to wander around the buried river frequently. According to the old rules handed down, he calls himself a water ghost.

Yao Zhen was curious, and asked in detail about the water ghost and the corpse hunt. The old man hesitated, probably because he found it difficult to talk about it, for fear that the nobles would be unhappy after hearing this. I talked about the folk customs of this place intermittently, and there are really many unknown ways. It turns out that they, boatmen who call themselves water ghosts, were paid to find corpses in the river, or when they encountered corpses and salvaged them, someone came after hearing the news , don’t take the initiative to ask for money, if the living are willing to give it, just accept it, if you don’t give it, it counts, it’s just that you have accumulated a bad virtue, otherwise you will be in bad luck for at least three years, but the relatives of the dead body, if you don’t give money, you can still pay. If you don't want to invite a meal, it will be unlucky to keep it.

Probably Yao Zhen and Chen Ping'an both looked at Mian Shan. After the old man started talking, he gradually lost his restraint. The ambiguous Daquan official speech became more and more fluent, and he took the initiative to tell Yao Zhen about the exquisiteness of picking up corpses, his words and Between the expressions, the simple old man also smiled a little, "Your Excellency may not know that when a man fell into the water and died, he must have bowed on the water, while mother-in-law and aunt were facing up. There is no exception. If you look at the shore, you will know whether it is a man or a man." Daughter. If no one comes to collect the corpse after pulling it ashore, they have to help to bury it in a place not far from the Temple of the God of Water, and then go to the temple to burn three sticks of incense, and ask for a red cloth strip outside the temple to tie it on the wrist , even if you do good deeds, there will be good rewards in the future.”

The old man glanced at the surface of the buried river, and his face became heavy, "But there are two kinds that cannot be fished out. One is the ones that stand upright in the river after death. No matter men or women, we can't fish them anymore. Their hair floats on the river surface. Look at them. No matter how much we pay, we don’t dare to go. Then there are some big girls who throw themselves into the river. If they fail to get on the boat after three times of fishing with bamboo poles, we can’t care about it anymore. If you do it, no one will be rewarded."

Pei Qian listened with gusto at the beginning, but later she heard that her scalp was in trouble, so she didn't dare to look at Buihe again.

The old man stretched his brows, and smiled honestly, "One day I won't be a water ghost, I will find a time when the sun is bright, and come to the shore to wash my hands, it's a greeting to the water god master."

Yao Zhen nodded and asked, "Brother, how many people have you picked up over the years?"

The old man thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I can't remember clearly."

Yao Zhen said in a deep voice: "Good people are rewarded with good rewards. My brother, don't think that the business of collecting corpses is disgraceful. It's very good to do good deeds."

The old man said with a blushing smile: "My lord must be a good official, Mr. Qingtian."

This was already the kind of compliment that the old man paid his best attention to.

It was getting late, Yao Zhen said goodbye to the old man with a smile.

Chen Ping said that he would wait a little longer.

In the end, only the old corpse hunter, Chen Ping'an, Pei Qian and Zhu Lian were left, and everyone else returned to the post house.

Zhu Lian continued to walk downstream.

Chen Pingan sat beside the old man, smiled and passed the wine gourd, "The old man can drink"

The old man quickly waved his hand, "My lord, don't spoil the good stuff, keep it for yourself."

Chen Pingan stretched out his arms, "That's enough to drink."

The old man still didn't dare to take the jug, Chen Pingan said with a soft smile: "The old man may not believe it, but I also came from a poor background and worked as a kiln worker for many years."

Seeing that the young master had no intention of taking back the flagon, the old man took it carefully, held it up high, took a sip with his head up, and returned it to Chen Pingan quickly.

Swallowing the wine in one gulp, he probably didn't taste anything, but the old man's face was already flushed, very happy.

Chen Ping took a sip of green plum wine and asked, "The old man is here today to see if there are any corpses floating by."

The old man shook his head and said, "The water in the river is dry now, so it's not easy to see the corpse."

Speaking of this, the old man seemed to feel that he had said the wrong thing and was a little embarrassed, "It's better not to see each other."

Chen Pingan hummed and drank the wine silently.

The old man is a boring gourd, and he chatted so much with Yao Zhen today, which may be a lot more than the usual one-year conversation.

Looking at the buried river in front of him, Chen Pingan thought of the Longxu River and Tiefu River in his hometown.

The old man suddenly turned his head and said with a smile: "Young Master, he has made it through and has great promise."

Chen Ping scratched his head, but he didn't know how to answer the words. He said that he had no money, as if standing up and talking without pain in his back, and admitted that he had a great future, which was a little bit meaningless.

Pei Qian was bored, it was so strange, I don't know what Chen Pingan has to talk to such an old man, I thought you and old man Yao who are great generals don't talk much.

The three of them were silent together for a long time, the old man squatting on the bank suddenly sighed, looked towards the surface of the buried river, "Say some bad words that don't please you, son, don't be angry."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "The old man just talks."

The old man said softly: "When my baby was about the same age as the son, I met a poor man who shouldn't be fished. .”

When talking about this, the old man didn't have much sadness on his face.

Finally, when the old man left, he thanked Chen Pingan and said that the wine was delicious, and he had never had such a good wine in his life.

Chen Ping got up and watched the old man go further and further away.

Pei Qian still didn't dare to look at the surface of the buried river.

Zhu Lian had already turned back the same way, and now Pei Qian became more courageous.

Chen Ping sat cross-legged, looking at the river and the other side, and wanted Zhu Lian to take Pei Qian back to the post house first, but Pei Qian was unwilling and wanted to stay by Chen Ping's side, so Zhu Lian had to stay with her on the shore.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes, as if falling asleep.

Pei Qian was bored picking up stones, but she didn't dare to throw them into the buried river, for fear of accidentally smashing a corpse standing in the water. When she thought of the picture of a female corpse with her hair floating on the water, she felt Goosebumps all over.Pei Qian subconsciously moved towards Chen Ping'an, clenched the trekking stick in his hand, and began to recite the chapters of that book silently in his heart to give himself courage.

Zhu Lian was stooped, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance.

What landscape gods, ghosts and spirits.

Wu lunatic Zhu Lian naturally didn't take it seriously.

After a long time, when the night was dark, Pei Qian said in surprise, "Why is there a bridge on the river?"

Zhu Lian was stunned for a moment, followed Pei Qian's line of sight, where was the bridge, the river was surging, that's all.

Pei Qian's eyes, which were rounded with all his strength, were shining brightly, "Wow, a golden bridge"

Zhu Lian glanced at Chen Pingan's back first, and there was nothing unusual about it.

The old man was a little dumbfounded, he just thought it was this ghostly girl talking nonsense, even if you lied to people that there was a corpse on the river, it would be more credible than a long golden bridge on the river.

Pei Qian was a little puzzled and looked dazed.

Because she seemed to hear Chen Pingan's reading, and what Chen Pingan was reading was a passage he asked Pei Qian to memorize by rote. This was the only thing Chen Pingan asked her to remember besides the Confucian classics. It was also written at the end of the book with a small snow cone, so Pei Qian remembered it deeply.

He was never willing to tell her any truths, Chen Pingan only told Cao Qinglang the truths outside of books, Pei Qian felt that these words were probably the only thing she was better than that little nerd.

At this moment, feeling aggrieved, she recited aloud.

It is that "the stars are spinning, the sun and the moon are passing each other, the four ages are governed, the yin and yang are magnified, and the wind and rain are generous"

It is that "a gentleman does not act rashly, and there must be a way when he moves. A gentleman does not talk in vain, and his words must be reasonable. A gentleman does not seek, and there must be righteousness in his seeking. A gentleman does not act in vain, and his actions must be righteous"