Sword comes

As soon as the troubled woman left, there was no more beautiful scenery to see, and the crowd in the Yang family shop quickly dispersed.

Zheng Dafeng shrank his head and ran to the main eaves, squatting in the distance, not daring to get too close to old man Yang.

The same apprentice, he and Li Er were treated differently in front of this master.

Zheng Dafeng also complained about Master's partiality, but there are some things that really can't be accepted.

Zheng Dafeng asked timidly, "Master, Qi Jingchun is determined to follow the rules, and what will we do then?"

The old man didn't say a word, smoking a dry cigarette. A black cat did not know when and where it came, squatted not far from the old man's feet, shook its fur, and splashed a lot of rain.

Zheng Dafeng said worriedly: "The guy from Zhenwu Mountain actually asked God to come down the mountain. Will there be trouble? After all, there are countless people staring here now."

The old man still did not speak.

Getting used to his master's taciturnity, Zheng Dafeng didn't feel embarrassed. He thought wildly, thinking of Qi Jingchun again, and cursed: "Damn you, Qi Jingchun has been a grandson for 59 years, and you still have a few days left? Scholars are dead-headed, Unreasonable!"

The old man finally spoke: "If you don't study, you're dead brains."

Zheng Dafeng was not ashamed, turned his head and flattered: "Would you like to rub the shoulders and legs of the master and your old man?"

The old man said indifferently: "I don't have a coffin book, so you should just die."

Zheng Dafeng said with a smile: "Master, what you said hurts people's hearts. As an apprentice, I am not very skilled, but I am full of filial piety. How can I miss those, I am not Li Erhe's daughter-in-law."

The old man hummed and said, "You are worse than her."

Zheng Dafeng's entire face was darkened, his head was drooping, as if frost had hit an eggplant, and he had no energy at all.

However, his face suddenly became full of surprise, only to realize that what Master said today, although it is still unbearable, but it is rare to have said so much. When we return to the east room, we can drink a pot of wine to celebrate.

Zheng Dafeng was in a happy mood, and asked casually, "Brother, can you stop that guy?"

This time, without waiting for the old man to stab him, Zheng Dafeng slapped himself in the face, "Senior brother can't stop it before he can play. If he really stops it, he will really have to drink the northwest wind in the future."

The old man asked inexplicably: "Zheng Dafeng, do you know why you are not very promising?"

Zheng Dafeng was stunned on the spot.

I thought that Master's question was very mysterious, and I had to deal with it carefully and prepare for it.

Never thought that the old man had already given the answer by himself, "People are ugly."

Zheng Dafeng clasped his head in his hands and looked at the rain splashing in the yard. Such a big man wanted to cry but had no tears.

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The head of the government office didn't have to look at his words, he knew that he was not suitable to stay any longer, and he just found a reason to leave the house.

Chen Songfeng continued to bury his head in looking at the files, but compared to Chen Duo's trembling when he was present, he finally regained a bit of the unrestrained bearing of the children of the noble family, but the more this happened, the more suffocated Liu Baqiao looked at him, and the more he felt aggrieved. It is one thing not to vomit, but it is one thing to be upright, and it is another to be open mouthed.

Chen Songfeng suddenly raised his head and smiled: "Baqiao, finally can't sit still?"

Liu Baqiao just lifted his butt from the chair, and after hearing this, he sat back down and said with an angry smile, "Yo, you are still in the mood to make fun of me, you kid can be generous."

Chen Songfeng put down an old book in his hand and said bitterly: "I'm letting you see a joke. I just grieved for me. It's not that I don't know what's wrong, it's just..."

Liu Baqiao couldn't stand the bitterness and sensational feelings of others, so he quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't, don't, I just despise the bullying of your distant relatives, so when I say something to her, it's purely because I can't control myself, you don't need Chen Songfeng. Thanks Dade."

Chen Songfeng leaned back, leaned against the back of the chair, and exhaled softly.

If it was in the Chen family's house in Longwei County, just because of this lazy sitting posture, once the elders found out, no matter the descendants, the children would all be punished, and the adults would be punished.

Scholars from the wealthy and aristocratic family are often ridiculed by warriors as being sane and pretentious.

But the rules are the rules. From the birth of the mother, they walk on the established path. The children of the gentry, large and small, without exception, have been fascinated by them since childhood.

Of course, there is also the Nanjian country, which is rich in talkative celebrities and absurd madmen. It is famous for its words and deeds that do not stick to etiquette.

Liu Baqiao asked, "What's the relationship between you and Chen Duo, and why are you so afraid of her? If it involves family secrets, I don't want to ask."

Chen Songfeng stood up, went to close the door of the house, sat on the chair that was originally in charge, and asked softly: "The name of the young man surnamed Liu, after many twists and turns, was finally transferred to my Longwei County Chen family, you are not curious. Why?"

Liu Baqiao nodded.

I am afraid that the mountain ape can't think of breaking his head, because the competitor of that sword classic is not the mortal enemy Fengleiyuan, but the Chen Clan of Longwei County who was born out of nowhere.

Chen Songfeng's face was tired, and he must have been depressed for a long time all the way. Those who think too much will be tired. Finally, he can't help but find someone to vomit. In addition, he is convinced of Liu Baqiao's character and temperament, so he slowly said: "Although Our Chen family has a closer relationship with your Fenglei Garden, but the descendants of the Chen family abide by the ancestral teachings and do not mix in the grievances and grievances on the mountain and the mountains. Is this an exception? The Chen family is of a scholarly family, not an aristocratic family of cultivation, so what's the point of wading in this muddy water?"

Liu Baqiao thought about it along the way, "It's Chen Du's family who wants to keep this sword scripture in their pocket? Could it be that her family is some unborn sword cultivator?"

Chen Songfeng shook his head and said: "That's not the case. You also mentioned earlier that the Chen family in the small town is divided into two branches, and Chen Duo belongs to the one that moved out first. They went so thoroughly that they didn't even wait for Dongbaopingzhou. , went directly to Biezhou, and after generations of reproduction, branches and leaves, Chen Dui's family has now been hailed as "the master of the world". Of course, these news have never been heard in Dongbaopingzhou. According to rumors, our Chen family in Longwei County only got to know the inside story because they have a little connection with them."

Liu Baqiao sneered and said, "Is that bitch bragging about not writing drafts, or are they bullying me, Liu Baqiao's lack of knowledge? Can her family have a merit shop?"

Chen Songfeng stretched out two fingers.

Liu Baqiao rolled his eyes and said, "Listen clearly, I said Gongdefang, not Gongmingfang!"

Chen Songfeng didn't put away his fingers.

Liu Baqiao was a little shriveled, and continued to ask in disbelief, "The Academy, the Academy, can her family have it?!"

Liu Baqiao's so-called Xuegong Academy Square is naturally the Confucian orthodox Sanxuegong 72 Academy, and it is definitely not an ordinary academy in a secular dynasty.

There is a huge East Treasure Pingzhou, but there are only two academies on the cliff and Guanhu.

Chen Songfeng slowly put away a finger, and there was one left.

Liu Baqiao pretended to get up, put his hands on the handle of the chair, and pretended to be panic: "I will apologize to that auntie quickly, I'm a good boy, with such an arrogant and unreasonable life experience, don't let you Chen Songfeng turn around. In this book, there is nothing wrong with letting you be a cow or a horse.”

Chen Songfeng smiled without saying a word.

This is probably the unique charm of Liu Baqiao, who can tell the original embarrassing thing, so that the parties are not angry at all.

Liu Baqiao twisted his buttocks, wrapped his arms around his chest, and said calmly, "Okay, I know the scary origin of that grandmother, so go ahead and get to the point."

Chen Songfeng said with a smile: "Actually, the answer was also said by Manager Xue."

Liu Baqiao suddenly had an epiphany, "The ancestor of the boy surnamed Liu, is the tomb guard of Chen's family who stayed in the town?"

Chen Songfeng nodded and said, "Ruzi can be taught."

Liu Baqiao snorted, "That's not right, didn't the sword scripture passed down by the ancestral family of Liu surnamed come from the traitor in Zhengyang Mountain? Of course, he is also one of the ancestors of our Fenglei Garden, no matter what, isn't the time right? How can you become the tomb keeper of Chen Duo's family?"

Chen Songfeng explained: "I can be sure that the Liu family was the tomb guardian of the Chen Duo family at first. As for the sword repairer who hid in your Fenglei Garden, why did he finally come to the town and become the Liu family, and it was passed down from generation to generation. Sword scriptures, I guess there are some hidden inside stories. So in the end, family heirlooms became two things, sword scriptures plus wart armor. As for Chen Du, she is not really interested in treasures, but just to worship her ancestors. In addition, if the Liu family There are descendants, no matter what the qualifications, she will bring back to the family to cultivate with all her strength, which is a reward for the tomb guarding of the ancestors of the Liu family."

Liu Baqiao looked unbelievable, "In such a big family, let a young woman come to worship the ancestors? And then he was almost beaten to death by that big Li domain king? Chen Songfeng, I read a lot, although Most of them are books about gods fighting on the bed, but I really learned a lot of human sophistication from this, so I think that bitch must be a fake!"

Chen Songfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Then you didn't see my grandfather seeing her, how... polite."

It is a taboo for the Venerable, so Chen Songfeng can't really tell the truth, and can only describe it vaguely with the word "kindness".

The family opened the middle door for her, and the head of the family bowed to her to the end, and the whole family treated her as a guest, and asked her to sit on the throne at the reception.

The impact of all this on Chen Songfeng can be imagined.

Liu Baqiao wondered: "The boy surnamed Liu was almost killed by that old ape, didn't he?"

Chen Songfeng sighed, "You said it yourself, it was almost."

Chen Songfeng got up and went to the window. It was drizzling outside the window for a while, but just looking at the sky, it seemed like a torrential rain was about to happen.

Chen Songfeng said softly: "That Master Ruan seems to be an old acquaintance with one of Chen's elders. They used to walk the world together, and they belong to the best friends of Mo Ni."

Liu Baqiao asked tentatively, "Are you saying that Ruan Qiong can replace Qi Jingchun and sit here, Chen has contributed to the family?"

Chen Songfeng said indifferently: "I didn't say anything."

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nbsp;Liu Baqiao was amazed.

It's no wonder that this girl can be so tough in the face of Song Changjing.

With the power of the family far away, and the protection of the saint in front of her, can she not be arrogant?

Liu Baqiao suddenly asked: "Tell me about the things about the porcelain and the people who buy it, I've always been interested, but unfortunately our Fengleiyuan didn't like this, until we were forcibly brought in by the master to be a strong man this time. Roughly heard, it seems that there are several famous people on the top of the mountain in our East Treasure Pingzhou, who first walked out of this small town?"

Chen Songfeng hesitated for a while, but chose to know everything without saying anything, and revealed the secret: "It is similar to the worldly gambling stones. Every year, more than 32 babies are born in the town, and the 29 dragon kiln kilns are selected in order according to the top seats. A certain child is used as the "porcelain" of his own dragon kiln. For example, if [-] children were born in a small town this year, then the top two dragon kilns can have two porcelains. If there are only [-] newborns next year, The dragon kiln ranked at the bottom means that it can only be harvested for a whole year."

"So the people born and raised in the small town have their own life-like porcelain. Now Cao Xi and Xie Shi, who are in the limelight in this continent, are a Taoist true monarch who is expected to become a heavenly monarch, and a wild Xiujian with infinite killing power. Immortals are no exception. Although the fish pond in this small town is extremely easy to produce dragons compared to the outside world, the cost of transforming dragons is huge. Once these 'porcelains' successfully enter the fifth realm, they will not be on the five realms during their lifetime. , is destined to have no afterlife, the soul flies away, life after life, everything is over, I am afraid that even the Taoist and Buddha can do nothing. During this period, the buyer of porcelain will seize the fatal handle and control life and death in the hands of others, whether you are Cao Cao People like Xi Xieshi are the same."

"Speaking of which, when you become a person like Cao Xi Xie Shi, people who buy porcelain will want to be worshipped by their ancestors. How dare they pretend to be the owner of the porcelain. After all, it is a matter of mutual benefit and reciprocity. Any family can have Cao Xi Xie. With this kind of combat power, I can sleep steadfastly. The reason is very simple. Usually, it is trivial to ask for their big drivers, but when it comes to the survival of the family, they will definitely come to help, and they do not want to fight for my family. Yes, Then I will smash your life porcelain, and everyone will burn the jade and stone together."

Liu Baqiao was amazed when he heard it. It is no wonder that the Great Li Dynasty has risen rapidly in just two to three hundred years, and has formed a magnificent momentum to annex the northern territory of Yizhou. Chin, asked:

"I know that six-year-old girls in a small town and nine-year-old boys are a big threshold. It is the same as our cultivation. At that time, we can know the level of future cultivation achievements. If at that time, people who bought porcelain came to the town to bring them. Children who are on the road, what about those porcelains that are not made into wares? Those small town children who lost the bet, their worthless life porcelains, how should the major dragon kilns deal with them?”

Chen Songfeng said softly: "It will be taken out of the dragon kiln, smashed and discarded on the spot. There is a porcelain mountain outside the town, and it comes from this."

Liu Baqiao felt unhappy in his heart and asked, "What happened to those children?"

Chen Songfeng shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it, so it probably won't be much better."

Liu Baqiao sighed, raised his hand and rubbed his cheek.

This secret matter, for which the sages of all parties personally determined the rules, is definitely not something that his little Fengleiyuan Jianxiu can dictate.

But young people just feel a little unhappy.

There was a long silence, and finally Liu Baqiao said softly: "In this way, everyone who walks out from here is a soldier who crosses the river."

Chen Songfeng followed and said, "Who is not on the road of cultivation?"

Liu Baqiao had a heartbroken heart, nodded and said, "Yes."

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The door of the house creaked softly open, and the pale-faced youth in straw sandals tiptoed over the threshold, turned and gently closed the wooden door.

I also learned from old man Yang that he moved a small bench and sat on the steps. The raindrops were as big as soybeans, and the sky was dark as late at night, but for some reason, such a heavy rainstorm did not enter the eaves. The old man sat for a long time. , There was only a little moisture on his clothes. Chen Pingan interlaced his fingers and quietly looked at the small pond formed by accumulated water in the yard.

The old man was smoking dry tobacco, and large clouds of smoke filled the surroundings, but the smoke under the eaves and the rain outside the eaves, the well water invaded the river water.

It was as if there was an invisible line between heaven and earth.

One of the biggest reasons why the old man doesn't hate the child is that no matter what the situation is, the child will not make a fuss or disturb himself.If you can't talk annoyingly, don't open your mouth.

The child is very similar to his apprentice Li Er.

Zheng Dafeng is too far away.

Chen Pingan said softly, "Grandpa Yang, thank you for so many years."

The old man frowned and said, "Thank me? If I remember correctly, I have never helped you in vain. When did I miss the reward?"

Chen Pingan smiled.

Just like old man Yang promised himself to go up the mountain to collect herbs from the Yang family shop, and then buy them at a low price, many herbs in the drugstore were also sold to Chen Ping'an at a low price.It seems fair, but in fact Chen Ping'an knows very well that this is the most practical help.

Besides, how much is a homemade bamboo cigarette stick worth?

But Chen Ping'an was able to persevere for so many years, and he was free from disease and disaster all year round. To a large extent, he relied on the breathing method taught by old man Yang back then.

The old man raised his head, looked up at the sky, and sneered: "When others donate a little kindness and kindness, they would like to be regarded as a Bodhisattva who saves suffering, especially when a big man pulls out a little dregs from his teeth, he is especially grateful, and he can even be touched by his own innocence. I was moved and felt that I was repaying my kindness, so I was a loyal minister of Confucianism, a proud student of so-and-so, and euphemistically called a scholar who died for his confidant, a group of bastards who had forgotten their roots, should not have been from their mother's womb in the first place climb out……"

Chen Ping'an scratched his head, a little uneasy, wondering if the old man Yang was talking about himself.

After the old man retracted his gaze, he said indifferently, "It's not about you."

Chen Ping'an suddenly saw a familiar figure, so he was a little stunned.

The back door of the main hall has a corridor eaves. A middle-aged scholar with frosted white temples came with an umbrella, an umbrella in one hand and a bench in the other. After passing through the side door, the bench was placed in the corridor, and after sitting down, he put the oil paper on it. Umbrella leaned against the stool, then patted his knees with both hands, sitting upright, and finally smiled at the old man and young man under the main eaves in the backyard, and said warmly, "Qi Jingchun of Shanya Academy, see Mr. Yang."

The boots on the Confucian's feet were soaked with rain and stained with silt, and so was the hem of his robe.

The old man was in a relaxed mood and pointed at the sage with a cigarette stick, "I knew that you were unwilling on the first day you came here, but after so many years, I haven't heard any complaints from you, it's strange, you Qi Jingchun It's not like a character who spit on his own face, so this time you lost your mind and went crazy, I guess you are a little confused outside, but I'm not surprised at all."

Qi Jingchun stretched out his hand and patted his stomach, and said with a smile, "I have complaints, my stomach is full, but I just didn't say it."

Old man Yang thought for a while, "I don't know your ability, but your husband, just because he dared to say those four words, can count as this in my eyes."

Old man showing thumbs up.

Qi Jingchun smiled bitterly: "Mr. is actually more knowledgeable."

The old man sneered: "I'm not a scholar. Even if your husband's knowledge has surpassed that of the Holy Master, I won't say a word to him."

Qi Jingchun asked sternly, "Mr. Yang, do you think our husband's four words are correct?"

The old man laughed and said: "I don't think it's right, it's just that all the people in the world in the past believed in the previous four characters, and I was upset, so when someone came out to sing the opposite tone, I felt relieved, that's all. Desven sweeps the floor, and the floor is full of chicken feathers, I am very happy!"

Qi Jingchun laughed silently.

Just as Qi Jingchun was about to speak, the old man who had already understood waved his hands and said, "Don't say polite words, I don't like to listen to them, we are not the same people, we have been like this from generation to generation, don't break the rules. Besides, you Qi Jingchun are now a rat crossing the street. Everyone shouts and fights, but I don't dare to make friends with you."

Qi Jingchun nodded, got up and waved to Chen Ping'an: "I really have nothing to do, so I used the snake gall stone you sent to engrave two private seals, one in official script and one small seal, and gave it to you."

Chen Pingan ran across the pond-like yard in the rain, stood in front of Qi Jingchun, and took a white cloth bag.

Qi Jingchun smiled and said, "Remember to keep it. After seeing your favorite calligraphy and painting, such as some pictures of mountains and rivers that feel good weather, you can take out your seal and press it up."

Chen Ping'an nodded confusedly and said, "Okay."

Old man Yang glanced at the bag in the boy's hand and asked, "Where's the word for spring?"

Qi Jingchun smiled and said, "I engraved a seal earlier and gave it to a child in the Zhao family."

The old man smiled and said, "Are you Qi Jingchun a good fortune boy?"

Qi Jingchun ignored the old man's ridicule and left.

Seeing that the young man was standing like a wooden pestle, the old man Yang laughed angrily: "I took other people's things for nothing, and I just thought about jumping home and digging into the quilt to secretly have fun? Don't know how to give it to Mr. Qi?"

The young man hurried to the back door of the main hall, and the old man laughed and scolded: "Bring an umbrella! Can you stand the wind and rain with your current body?"

Chen Pingan borrowed an umbrella from the shop clerk, followed Mr. Qi, and walked on the street together.

The old man was always sitting under the eaves smoking a dry cigarette, the smoke was lingering.

Thinking of the private seals of the two parties, although they were still in the bag, Old Man Yang could sense the clues, so he asked the word "spring".

Between the square inches, the big is spectacular.

It didn't take long for the straw-shoe boy to return to the yard, and the old man Yang asked, "What did you say at the end?"

Chen Ping'an sighed and sat back on the small bench, "Mr. Qi said something, saying that a gentleman can bully his way."

The old man Yang said sullenly: "The old men standing in the Confucian Temple, their brains are broken, it is obvious that someone is targeting Shanya Academy and Qi Jingchun, and they have been standing idly by. Do you really think that you are a dead thing of clay sculpture and wood carving?"

Chen Pingan didn't hear clearly and asked, "Grandpa Yang, what did you say?"

The old man was silent.

A good one is not a saint but a gentleman.