Sword comes

The manager of the inn is an old man. The business of the inn is good, but not so good that there is only one room left. The old man just looked at the man in the blue shirt walking around with a sword on his back. If you are a troublemaker, you should help, but you can’t help in vain. When asking the price, you will ask for a few taels of silver. , I never thought that the man immediately returned his eyes, without saying a word.Yo, I can't tell, it's quite old-fashioned, right.

The shopkeeper took a few broken pieces of silver, which were Dali official silver that travels across the continent. After being weighed, he cut off the corners and gave some back to the man. The old man took two more customs clearance documents and took a pen to record. Those who checked the account books and case books, if they didn’t match, they would face a lawsuit. The old man glanced at the man, feeling in his heart, how can you buy youth for ten thousand gold.It's good to be young. There are some things that you won't be powerless.

There is an old saying that beauty kills young people, but the man in the green shirt in front of him doesn't look too young anymore, about [-] years old?Why are you still like a baby?Could it be that he was born in a sect in the Jianghu sect, and his reputation is not strong enough, so he only cares about building strength and martial arts, and doesn't care about finding a wife?

This pair seems to be a man and a woman who have traveled away from their hometowns. According to the customs certificate, the ancestral homes of both parties are in Huaihuang County, Qingci County, Dalilong Prefecture, Chenping, and Ningyao.

Since he is a native of Dali, the old man is even more kind-hearted. When he handed back the certificate, he couldn't help laughing and asked: "Since you are from Longzhou, don't you just look up and see the cloud-clothed king of Wei Dashan?" Mountain? That’s a good place. I heard from my friends that there seems to be a place called Hongzhu Town, where the three rivers converge, and it’s a land of geomantic omen. Seeking marriage, each has its own efficacies."

Chen Ping nodded with a smile and said, "It seems to be like this. This time when we go back to our hometown, we have to go and have a look."

The old shopkeeper was really talkative, and he became addicted to chatting all of a sudden. He was not in a hurry to hand over the door key, leaned against the counter, pushed a plate of peanuts to the man with his fingers, and said with a smile: "I heard that you in Longzhou, In addition to Master Wei's Piyun Mountain, there are many landscape temples, and there is a fairy ferry, so don't you see traces of the fairy master every day? It's not like here in the capital. Come and go."

It is obvious that he is boasting of Longzhou, but in the final analysis, the old man is still boasting about this native city of Dali.

Chen Pingan looked at the multi-treasure rack behind the counter, where large and small porcelains were placed, and nodded with a smile: "Longzhou is naturally incomparable with the capital. There are strict rules here, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, but it is not conspicuous. By the way, the shopkeeper likes it." Porcelain, only good at this one?"

The old man's eyes lit up, did he meet an expert?The old man lowered his voice and said: "I have a piece of porcelain that is the treasure of the town store. Those who have seen it say it is an old object for more than a hundred years. It was fired in your Longzhou official kiln. More than a dozen taels of silver. My friend said it was a top-notch product that opened the door at a glance. He wanted to ask me for 200 taels of silver. I didn’t lack money, so I didn’t sell it. Do you understand? Help palm eyes? It’s a big pink and white glaze The vase is inscribed in a relatively rare eight-character auspicious language, and painted with figures."

The old man raised his hand to measure the height, and the vase was about half the height of a person.

Chen Pingan thought for a while, and said softly: "It must have been less than 100 years, at most 40 years. During the Yuanshou period, a number of large vertical pieces in the auspicious language were indeed fired, and the number was not many. According to the old rules, if the color is not good, it will be smashed into pieces, and no one can see the whole thing except the officials of the supervision department. As for the good ones, of course, they can only be put somewhere..."

Chen Ping stretched out a finger, pointed to the palace with a smile.

The old man sighed, it seems that he spent a lot of money wrongly, never thought that the man picked up peanuts from the small dish, chewed them lightly, and continued: "Such a big standing piece is already more valuable than a sitting piece or a lying piece. Well, it is another top-notch standing piece of characters, which is incomparable to flowers, birds, and animals, and the eight-character official kiln is especially rare, usually with four or six characters. Inside the kiln mouth, it has only been fired for three years, and now there are some new officials imitating officials, but the master craftsmen of the Dragon Kiln have been able to walk these years, or they are old and have brought out their disciples and grandchildren. From the royal tribute that was only sent to the palace in the past, it has become an ordinary official kiln that has been lowered to a lower level, so in fact, the firing skills are not as good as back then. Over there, I heard, just heard, that some large pieces of ordinary color, there were also a small number of them, which flowed into the local big families. Of course, it is more likely that some old masters left Longzhou Behind the kiln, the imitation official money made by myself in private, like this, is also very valuable, if there is no accident, the shopkeeper, the treasure of the shop, is worth at least this amount."

The old man looked at the man raising a palm and said in surprise, "Can you sell it for 500 taels of silver?!"

Chen Ping smiled and said nothing. In fact, everything that should be said has been said. As for whether it is true or false, it is not important. Anyway, what should be listened to.

The old man suddenly smiled and said, "Since it's worth 500 taels, how about I sell it to you for 300 taels?" "

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, do you think I look like someone with so much spare money? Besides, the shopkeeper forgot where I am from?"

The old shopkeeper laughed and gave the man a thumbs up.

Ning Yao looked at the guy who talked and laughed when he first met him.

Do as the Romans do when you go to the countryside, talk to people and talk nonsense when you see people, you can really chat with anyone.

If the chat continues like this, it is estimated that the shopkeeper can bring out the wine, and in the end even get back the money for staying in the shop?

Chen Ping'an lay on the counter, and asked casually with the old shopkeeper, "Is there anything exciting to see in the capital?"

There is never a lack of excitement in the capital, unusual promotions and relegations in official circles, the presence of immortal masters on the top of mountains, the fame of masters in the rivers and lakes, major water and land ceremonies, talks among scholars, and poems by literary giants. What's more, people in Aquarius Continent, especially Dali government and people, are more and more fond of inquiring about the other family affairs of the other eight continents in Haoran World.

The old man nodded and said: "Yes, why not? This is not at the Fire Temple. There will be a competition in two days. It is two of the four great masters of martial arts. Didn't you two come here for this?"

Among the four great masters of the martial arts review, two warriors at the top of the mountain had an appointment to fight in the capital of Dali. One was an old man from the old Zhuying dynasty. Shangquan has entered the realm of transformation, and his martial arts can be described as reaching the pinnacle.The other woman is a warrior named Zhou Haijing from a small country on the southwest coast of Aquarius Continent. The 150-year-old mother-in-law does not look old at all.That's why many young people from Jianghu sects and the city's prodigal sons who have been in the market are screaming one by one.

If the old shopkeeper was young, and it was just a martial arts competition between two golden warriors, he could find any place in the capital, and the alleys would be so lively that the generals in Chi'er Street would definitely come out in full force.Nowadays, even if it is Wenquan of two great masters of martial arts, it is said that they have to get approval from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Punishment in advance, and both parties need to sign a contract under the witness of the government, which is very troublesome.

But now the temples in the capital city and the landscape official circles, the most talked about must be the wonderful Zhengyang Mountain celebration, the Longquan Sword Sect's heir Liu Xianyang, the Luopo Mountain's ceremonies, especially the mountain lord Chen Pingan's romantic green shirt.

Either a sword fairy, or a great master of martial arts.

Sure enough, in Aquarius Continent, besides the Dali Cavalry, I also have sword energy like a rainbow, and my martial arts are at their peak.

Perhaps in the old days on the Dajiao Mountain ferry, how did the young people who left their hometown think of Li Tuanjing in Fenglei Garden.

So now there are countless teenagers in the mountains and rivers of a continent, how do they think of Chen Pingan in the desolate mountain?

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "We are from a small sect. We are busy on our way this time, so we haven't heard about it."

Although the old man chatted happily and wanted to have a drink with this man named Chen Pingan, he still handed him the key. A moment in the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, so don't delay others from earning money.

From the beginning to the end, Ning Yao didn't say anything. Earlier, Chen Ping paid out the bill with lightning speed, and she didn't make a sound to stop her. Now she followed Chen Ping in the corridor. Ning Yao walked steadily and breathed steadily. , When Chen Pingan opened the door and stood sideways, Ning Yao just stepped across the threshold, picked a chair and sat down.

Not right.

Feel like getting beaten.

Chen Pingan stood where he was, and asked tentatively, "I'll go and talk to the shopkeeper again to see if I can free up another room?"

Ning Yao took off the sword case, casually stood it by his feet, picked up the porcelain pot, and poured a glass of water, "I'm drinking by the river, why don't you sober up first?"

Chen Pingan gently closed the door, but did not bolt the door. He did not dare to take the teacup after sitting down. As soon as he picked it up, he heard Ning Yao ask: "Every time you go to the rivers and lakes, do you carry so many customs clearance documents with you?"

After drinking the water, Chen Pingan said, "Just like the robes, the more the better, in case of emergencies."

Ning Yao narrowed his eyes and said, "What about my share? Although it is fake at first glance, but before entering the capital, I have never seen you fake it all the way."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "You have to stay in Haoran for many years, it will be useful, for example, I will take you to Xianyou to meet Brother Xu in the future. It came in handy."

"It's hard to find such an inn, right?"

"Before on the street, I glanced at the multi-treasure shelf behind the counter, and saw that there was eye contact, and I really chatted with the shopkeeper."

Ning Yao didn't ask any more questions, and nodded in praise: "The context is clear, well-founded, both accidental and inevitable, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Chen Pingan said: "I'm going to go to that alley later, and go to the brother's house to check the books."

Ning Yao was noncommittal, got up and went to open the window, lying on the table with his cheek against the table, looking out of the window, because the inn is relatively close to Yichi Lane and Chi'er Street, there are bright lights everywhere in the field of vision, there are reading lamps in the library, There are candles for banquets, and some young men and women climb high to admire the moon.

Chen Ping rarely saw such a lazy Ning Yao.

I poured myself a cup of tea, stretched my neck secretly, and looked at Ning Yao's back. It seemed that compared with the time at the Sword Qi Great Wall, there were some slight changes, a little thinner.

Chen Pingan actually knows a little bit about women's bun styles, eyebrow powder, clothing and hairpins. After reading a lot of miscellaneous books, he memorizes them all. It's just that the young mountain master has learned eighteen martial arts, but it's useless. In the land of martial arts, I have a little regret.And Ning Yao really doesn't need these.

With his back to Chen Pingan, Ning Yao kept lying on the table and asked, "How did you come up with your swordsmanship in Yixian Peak before?"

Chen Pingan immediately retracted his gaze, and replied with a smile: "At the top of the city, anyway, I have nothing to do, and I just think about it every day."

Before the natal porcelain was broken, Chen Pingan had the qualifications of an earth immortal. It doesn't mean that he can definitely become a golden alchemist, or a land immortal who conceives a nascent baby, just like a sword cultivator who bears the title of a sword fairy embryo, of course, it doesn't necessarily become an immortal. sword fairy.Moreover, there are countless people down the mountain who have the aptitude for cultivation but have poor luck. Compared with the magnificence of the cultivation on the mountain, their life is a little mediocre, but they are also stable.

Ning Yao turned his head and said: "The matter of natal porcelain involves the lifeblood of the Dali court. It is the basis for the rise of the Song family. There are too many deliberate and disgraceful schemes in it. I only talk about the corridor bridge built by the abbot Song Yuzhang in the town back then. , You can’t see the light, if you want to turn over the old score, you will definitely mobilize your whole body, the few emperors of the Dali Song Clan within a hundred years seem to be more rigid in doing things, I don’t think they can be kind.”

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I have counted."

Ning Yao suddenly said: "Is it possible that Cui Chan wants you to become a lonely and isolated cultivator in terms of state of mind?"

Chen Ping's hands covered his sleeves, his feet stretched out under the table, and a pair of cloth shoes bumped lightly, looking very casual and relaxed. After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "It seems a little bit."

In fact, among the four senior brothers, the ones who really advised Chen Ping'an on his studies were left and right.

"But won't this push you to the Daoist Dharma?"

"It's just possible, but it's not inevitable. Just like Lu Zhi and Xiao Yu from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, they are all pure swordsmen, but they may not be close to Taoism."

Ning Yao was silent for a moment, then said, "Do you believe in Buddhism?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I have believed since I was a child."

Ning Yao was dumbfounded, as if that was the case.

Chen Ping said softly: "In addition to learning more practical and useful knowledge, in fact, good knowledge, even if it is more practical, should be able to learn. According to Cui Dongshan, as long as you are a person, no matter who you are, as long as you come to this place in this life In the world, there is always a battle for the Great Dao, a battle between internal and external truth and reality. Finding the truth from Confucian sages and sages can help you live in harmony with the world. In addition, whether you believe in Buddhism or study Buddhism, or practice Taoism with a heart, I don’t care. They will not participate in the debate of the Three Religions, but only adhere to one purpose, to seek boundless knowledge with limited years."

People are born at the beginning of their birthdays, and they are sick when they go up the mountain and go down the mountain late.Just entering the enclosure of Wanshan, one mountain releases another mountain barrier.

Everyone who is optimistic by nature is the king in the subjective world.

Then a person who is inherently pessimistic needs to build a house, a pavilion, a ferry, shelter from the wind and rain, and stop and rest within the small world of his mood.

Ning Yao turned to ask: "I heard from Xiaomi Li that elder sister Yuan Bao likes Cao Qinglang and younger brother Yuan Lai likes Cen Yuanji."

Xiaomi Mili is probably the biggest ear god on Luoba Mountain. It seems that there is no gossip she doesn't know. She is indeed the right guardian who patrols the mountain on time every day.

Chen Ping suddenly said: ""No wonder Yuan Bao's words on the mountain were so sharp and aggressive, probably because of this, he wanted to attract Cao Qinglang's attention.Yuan Lai likes to watch the door and read books at the foot of the mountain, so let me tell you, since I didn’t go there for Zheng Dafeng’s novels, what are you looking for? It turned out that I went there to see the girl I liked. Good guy, he’s not very old, he got enlightened very early , much stronger than my mountain master. "

Ning Yao asked: "Will you still stare at Zhengyang Mountain in the future? One Jiazi, 100 years?"

Chen Pingan couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, "Actually, I don't need to stare."

This is the same as Li Shui Piao of Zhongtu Jiuzhen Immortal Hall, and the chief guest official of the big sect in Beiju Luzhou. They remember eating and beating.

It's like a bad guest once came to the door and deliberately lost a boot in someone else's house before leaving. The guest actually didn't care whether to get it back, but the owner didn't think so.

Ning Yao sat up, and Chen Pingan had already poured a cup of tea and handed it over. She took a sip from the teacup and asked, "Mt. Luopo must be closed and closed? You can't learn from Master Ruan of Longquan Sword Sect. Accept it and make a decision later." Do you want to include it in the genealogy?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "Even if we can control dozens or even hundreds of people who were added out of thin air, we are destined to be unable to control people's hearts. I'm not worried about Zhu Lian and Changshou. Children like Chen Lingjun, and young people like Cen Yuanji, Jiang Qu, and Jiu'er, there are many people in the mountain, and people's hearts are complicated. At most, it will be lively for a while, and if you are not careful, it will become less lively. Anyway, Luopo Mountain is not short of manpower for the time being, and Mi Yu and the others can recruit a few more disciples from the Xiazong of Tongyezhou."

After all, Chen Pingan was not Zheng Juzhong and Wu Shuangjiang.Zheng Juzhong could see the subtleties of people's hearts in Baidi City, and Wu Shuangjiang could personally preach and teach all the monks in Sui Chu Palace.

How could Chen Pingan have such abilities.

Not only was there a huge disparity in realm compared to these two great monks, but Chen Pingan's state of mind was much worse than that of Zheng Juzhong and Wu Shuangjiang.

At this moment, the cultivators flocking to Longzhou to search for immortals dare not say all of them, but most of them must go for fame and fortune. It is not easy to visit immortals in the mountains, and they are eager to seek Taoism. For example, in the end, how to divide the melon seeds of the millet grains will become a major event with ups and downs and undercurrents in Luoba Mountain.In the end, it will be the grains of millet that will be sad, and it may even make it difficult for the little girl to distribute melon seeds happily in her life.There are differences between closeness and closeness, and we must first protect the extremely rare peace of mind in Luopo Mountain before we can talk about the predestined method of cultivating Taoism that takes into account others.

Chen Ping smiled for no reason: "When I feel that a piece of spiritual weapon on the mountain is not so valuable, I need to reflect on myself and be more vigilant."

Ning Yao glanced at him, either earning money, or counting the money, earning money after counting the money, Ning Yao’s eyes were opened to the obsession with money since he was a child, and Ning Yao still remembers that night, the straw-shoe boy was running with a big basket on his back Go to the Longxu River to pick up stones.

Chen Ping laughed at himself: "When I was young, I was afraid of being poor."

Ning Yao shook her head, she knew that was not the case at all.A money fan is a money fan, but Chen Pingan is a person who doesn't have too many "external demands" as long as he can eat and clothe himself warmly.

Chen Pingan stood up suddenly, and said with a smile, "I have to go to the alley and meet a senior official of the Ministry of Rites. Maybe I'll go to the Renyun Yiyun Building to read after that. You don't have to wait for me, get some rest early."

Ning Yao did not speak.

Chen Pingan stepped forward, shrunk down the mountains and rivers, and quietly left the inn, appearing in a secluded alley with no lights.

Ning Yao lay down on the table again, frowning slightly, you are the one who wants to read the book, I didn't say anything, what else do you want.

An old man walked out of the imperial city in a hurry. After boarding a carriage, the wheels of the carriage rattled all the way. He was going to an inn, but when the destination was approaching, the carriage changed its route a little bit. He was going to the house of the national teacher Cui Chan, and Chen Pingan was waiting there.

At the corner of the street that blocked Chen Ping'an's footsteps, the seemingly dark and narrow alley is separated by a line. In fact, there is a white jade square with a size of three mu of land. It can be placed in the Qi Palace, taken out and placed on the spot. It is a rare treasure on the mountain that is close to that square inch.The old Yuanying cultivator is sitting quietly and breathing out, who doesn't wish to become 24 people at twelve o'clock in a day?But that young monk at the Dragon Gate Realm was punching and shouting tonight. In Chen Pingan's view, he was fighting in a quack style, with sharp eyes, and he created a set of crazy swordsmanship like Pei Qian back then. virtue.

The old monk still failed to notice the presence of an uninvited guest nearby. After running the Qi machine for a short week, he was so quarreled by his disciples that he could only open his eyes and reprimanded him: "Duanming, cherish the time of cultivating the Tao, don't waste time on this kind of thing. Splurge, if you really want to learn boxing, please find a boxing master. Anyway, your family is not short of money, and you don’t have the qualifications to practice martial arts. It’s not difficult to find a martial artist who travels far away to teach you boxing by pinching your nose. It’s better than being here every day Hit the bastard, poke Lao Tzu's eyes."

The young man's surname is Zhao, his name is Duanming, he holds himself upright, has a bright heart, and the meaning is so good.It's a pity that the homophony of the name is fatal. The young man always thought that if his surname was Li, it would be good if others would make a joke of him.

The young man was born in the first-class wealthy family in Dali, the Tianshui Zhao family, one of the surnames of the Shangzhu Kingdom in Dali, and Zhao Duanming was also a descendant of the eldest son.

Among all the Shangzhu surnames in Dali, Yuan, Cao, and Guan are the first.Then came the Yu family and the Tianshui Zhao family, and then the Fufengqiu family, the Poyang Ma family, and the Zizhao Yan family.

While punching, Zhao Duanming asked: "Master, how old do you think Zhou Haijing is? Is he really 56 years old? She doesn't look like it. I looked at her from a distance earlier, tsk tsk tsk, she is so fertile, Cao and I Drunkards like it very much. I made an appointment with Cao Jiugui. Later, Zhou Haijing will fight with someone at the Temple of Fire. You must choose a good seat for me. Take a closer look. hey-hey."

The old man laughed angrily: "From now on, you kid will be less likely to hang out with Cao Seqi. Great masters of martial arts like Zhou Haijing are superb in boxing and often have a good face. They can't tell their real age just by their appearance. They are similar to us Qi practitioners. And remember, I won't stop you from watching the battle, but you must keep your eyes open, I heard that Zhou Haijing has a bad temper and is far less talkative than Zheng Qian."

The young man stopped his fists and grinned, "Age is not a problem. A third-year girl is holding gold bricks. Master, do the math. How many gold bricks can I hold?"

The old man rolled his eyes and said: "It's really unreasonable for you to be able to practice with your arithmetic."

Zhao Duanming rubbed his chin, "They are all the four great masters of martial arts, and Zhou Haijing ranks at the bottom, but his appearance and figure are better than that of Zheng Qian."

Chen Pingan hid himself and stood on the wall not far away. Originally, he was more focused on the carriage, so he remembered the boy's words by the way.

As for the roof of the tall building in Tianlu Pavilion in the capital city, those young monks were still in place, so Chen Pingan took a few extra glances.

Everyone hangs a waist card, but it is not a no-things card issued by the Yamen of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. It only has one character engraved, which is selected from the twelve earthly branches.

It seems that among the six people, there is one Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, one sword cultivator, one talisman cultivator, and one soldier cultivator.

And they are all very rich, not to mention the outermost clothing, they all wear the highest-ranked warp and weft armor in the military family Komaru, and then wear a magic robe outside, as if they will start fighting with people at any time.

At this moment, it seems that someone is starting to sit in the village.

A young woman, wearing a round-neck cloud brocade robe produced by the Jiankang Brocade Bureau in addition to her precious armor and robes, spread her hands and said with a smile: "It's time to sit in the manor, it's time to sit in the manor.Just bet on whether that Chen Jianxian will go to the palace tonight, one pays one. "

The other five people threw out fairy money one after another, most of them were Xiaoshu money, two were from Grain Rain, and some only gave one snowflake money. She was a military monk who looked like a little girl. , the satin is as clear as running water.

The young woman wondered, "That's it?"

The little girl put her arms around her chest and said depressedly: "Grandma really has no money today."

The young Taoist priest sat cross-legged and said with a smile, "I have accumulated so much dowry money over the years, take it out and make a lot of money by gambling."

A young monk with delicate features and delicate features, wearing a plain gauze Zen robe, clasped his hands together and said, "Buddha bless the disciples with good luck in gambling today."

These six monks, some with the surname of Zhu Guo on the top of their heads, some with parents who are priests on the mountain, and some with poor backgrounds in the market, were all carefully collected by Mr. Nian Gan from the Criminal Department of Dali. The oldest one, no more than ninety, The youngest is in his teens.Other than them, there are a total of 11 people, twelve earthly branches, and now there is only one position vacant, and there is one pure martial artist missing.They don't have fixed preachers, and they don't have official ancestral hall genealogical status, but the person who teaches boxing, among the several great masters, is Song Changjing, but he doesn't give much advice, just a few times.In addition, there is the Mohist ranger, the swordsman Xu Ruo.Those who taught them the method of hopefulness were a few old tigers from the old mountains of Dali, and there were also a few outsiders with hidden backgrounds and undisclosed orthodox traditions.

The six people present, everyone has the natal objects belonging to the five elements, the five-color soil from the new five mountains in Aquarius Island, the Dadu water transportation in the new Qidu, which consumes a huge amount of gold, fine copper coins, locust trees, and a kind of water. fire.

Chen Pingan jumped off the wall and appeared at the corner of the street. He no longer concealed his breath, and quietly waited for the arrival of the servant of the Ministry of Rites. He was actually an acquaintance, the old servant Dong Hu.

Old Yuanying put away the dojo, and stood at the entrance of the alley with his disciple Zhao Duanming. The old man frowned and said, "Again?"

Is this place a place where you can stroll around casually?Why don't young people listen to persuasion now, and have to wait until they suffer from pain to grow their memory?

Chen Ping said with a smile: "I'm bothering the old immortal master to practice. I'm waiting for someone here. Maybe I can go to the house to read after we finish chatting."

The old monk shook his head, he was too lazy to say anything, at most he went back to the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment and asked, and said that he was a quack with no eyesight, so there was no need to make a fuss.

The old man stopped suddenly, turned his head to look, and saw that Dong Shilang from the Ministry of Rites walked out after the carriage stopped.

Chen Pingan took the initiative to bow and said, "I have seen Mr. Dong."

Dong Hu hurriedly stretched out his hand to raise the young mountain master's arm, "Chen Shanzhu, you can't do it."

After the old servant laughed, he said bravely, "If you dare to ask Chen Shanzhu, what does it mean to visit the capital?"

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "What does Your Majesty mean?"

Dong Hu said cautiously: "It depends on what Chen Shanzhu means."

On the far side of the roof, there appeared a woman holding a jug with two fingers. The young woman who just sat in the village to collect money smiled sweetly and said, "Aunt Feng."

The woman's voice was natural and charming, and she said with a smile: "You are not very courageous, you just sit in the manor under the eyes of others."

The young woman asked in surprise: "Aunt Feng, he has already discovered us?"

On the side of the alley, Chen Pingan heard the words of that "Aunt Feng", and he confessed to the old servant, and came as soon as he said he would go, but disappeared in a flash, and went straight to the roof.

Dressed in a fluttering blue shirt, she suddenly appeared, standing on the eaves.

The woman looked at Chen Ping'an and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Chen Pingan said: "I only heard his voice but didn't see his face. I didn't expect to see senior here."