Daogu Xianfeng

It was Xu time when the banquet was over, everyone left, and the noisy courtyard returned to its original emptiness.

As the new moon rose and the chill was severe, Luo Feng walked under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, dug up the soil, took out a small jar of Wuyun pulp, leaned on the stone, and slapped the mud. The rich fragrance of flowers and wine wafted out, refreshing.Take a small sip, spicy and lingering aftertaste.Just now at the dinner table, because of his young age, several shopkeepers and neighbors did not let him drink more. In fact, Luo Feng had already started drinking a few years ago when Luo Feng could enter and leave Huashan freely. You can stop thinking about those bad things.Now, although the road ahead is unclear, there is a direction. Drinking at this time is just not satisfying just now, and I just want to drink.

The intoxicating aroma of wine wafted out along the wind, but a person turned out at the entrance of the alley.The visitor didn't care about anything else, he went straight to the place where the smell of wine was dissipating, and when he got to the courtyard wall, he tiptoed and jumped into the courtyard. His posture, which should have been ugly, turned out to be very elegant.

Luo Feng drank on Xing's head, and simply lay on his back on the boulder, half-closed his eyes, taking a small sip from time to time, suddenly heard the sound of clothes flapping, looked up, and saw a man in official uniform jumping in, About forty years old, a square face with Chinese characters, sword eyebrows slanted into the temples, a pair of red phoenix eyes flashed and warm between opening and closing, the shame of running to other people's house without authorization is not at all, and is staring at The wine jar in his hand.

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows, stood up, and said with a light smile, "So he's a drinker!" He picked up the whisk at hand, grabbed a jar in the hole under the tree, and flung it straight at the person who came, "Today, the Daoist I'm in a good mood, and I'm giving you this altar of wine!"

In the blink of an eye, the wine jar came towards the person with energy, but the person just stretched out his hand, but he had already seen the strength of Luo Feng's throw, and it slowed down just in front of him, and it fell on his hand.

The man in the official uniform was not too polite, just shook off the mud seal, raised his head and raised his sleeves, and praised: "What a fragrant wine! What a handsome effort! I smelled the aroma of the wine when I was still in front of the workshop. It really is rare." Now that I have met the person, I know that the person is not bad!" ""

The corners of Luo Feng's lips curled up, being praised by others, no matter how calm he was, it still made people happy, and he said modestly, "This wine is made by Pindao himself, and it hasn't been buried in this sweet-scented osmanthus tree for half a year. It's still a little thin, not enough. mellow."

The man smiled casually, and said: "It's only been half a year that I have such a taste, it's not bad!" Seeing the child mouthful of "Poverty Dao", he hurriedly said: "I don't know where the master of the Taoist priest came from, and how do you call him?"

"You, an uninvited guest from Liang, didn't even say anything, yet you want your master to say it first, why is that so?" Luo Feng rolled his eyes, turned around and entered the room, "I've already drunk the wine, the guest should come back!" With a flick of his sleeve, He opened the door, lit a stove of ice-cold agarwood he made himself, and the green smoke curled up, and he sat on the couch, and he didn't do his daily meditation, but he didn't care what happened to the person.

But seeing the official man in the courtyard outside the house raised his voice: "Do you know who I am, so negligent?"

Luo Feng said: "Look at your clothes, the official position is not low, but you are not in charge of household registration? Since you are rude, how can you blame me for being negligent? What a pity for my Wuyun milk!"

The man was not angry at all, he pulled his hem down and sat on the boulder, saying: "You little Taoist priest is so boring, I just ask." He said: "This wine is called Wuyun syrup? Zihuahongzhi, Wuyun The wine. Most people in the world use Wuyun syrup to refer to fine wine, but the Wuyun syrup you brew is very unique. My name is Pei Ju, and I just met your Majesty and I was dismissed from office. I have always been good at wine, and I thought I drank all the best wine in the world. Unexpectedly, your wine is something I have never seen before, so I found it along the scent of the wine. I have already said, how about you?"

I only heard the rumor from inside the door: "Kunlun Profound Realm Mountains and mountains outside, there are caves in the universe and yin and yang. Just ask where the true king is, and don't look for sword immortals in the rivers and lakes." Feng opened the door and came out, "Luo Feng, the real person from Chunyang Palace Jingxu, you're being polite!" He stroked the long fur on his hand, flung it in the crook of his elbow, only looked at Pei Ju, and stopped talking.

I don't know when, the moon was in the middle of the sky, but fine snowflakes fell. The little Taoist priest in front of him was dressed in a blue and white Taoist robe, standing tall and handsome, with a fairy air, and his eyes as clear as autumn water looked directly at him, as if washing everyone away. After reading it again, my heart is cold.

"It's a good one not to look for sword immortals in the rivers and lakes! Chunyang Palace, when did such a sect exist in the rivers and lakes, I have never heard of it." Pei Ju didn't think it was cold, and sat upright.

Luo Feng didn't even raise his eyelids, and casually said: "My Chunyang Palace has never been in the world, I am not a Jianghu sect, there is only one resident disciple who walks in the world, and the handover occurs every hundred years, and the resident disciple for these 100 years is the poor. "

Pei Ju thought thoughtfully, "So that's how it is. Looking at your strength of character, if you didn't tell me, I would have thought that Cihang Jingzhai had changed to accept male disciples!"

Hearing a seemingly familiar name, his heart moved, he tilted his head, looked at Pei Ju, and asked, "Cihang Jingzhai? What is that?"

Seeing that he didn't know, Pei Ju explained: "That is a sect, which is somewhat similar to your Chunyang Palace. It is quite mysterious. It is said that it was created by Di Ni more than 1000 years ago. The disciples are all women, and many of them practice with hair. Yes. They claim to focus on the study of the way of heaven and man. In order to avoid distraction, they strictly forbid their successors to get involved in the Jianghu and politics. But when the Central Plains is in troubled times, they will send their successors to find the real emperor who can make things right and assist them. They unite the world."

Luo Feng frowned more and more as he listened, "A nun? Is it a nun? That's Buddhist! Only female disciples are accepted, and there are also those who practice with hair? It turns out that it is a nunnery that does not abide by the rules! How dare you say to help The Son of Destiny? A joke! Since he is the Son of Heaven, he is entrusted with the destiny of heaven, so why does he need the help of Buddhism! It sounds nice, but he just wants to preach! Male disciples are fine, but female disciples of Buddhism, how can you help the Son of Heaven? Politics can’t keep the people safe, what else can you do except have children! It’s nonsense! Not to mention that since the Han Dynasty for 1000 years, the land of the Central Plains has been torn apart. Except for Emperor Wen, when did the right man come out! And Emperor Wen, how could he want someone? Help? There are people who believe this? "

After the eloquent speech, I thought the person on the other side would be angry, but I didn't expect Pei Ju to burst into laughter, and said quite freely: "Everyone in the world praises Cihang Jingzhai for being compassionate and a great act of kindness. I didn't expect the Taoist priest to have such a view, and every sentence came to my heart, but I underestimated the Taoist priest earlier, and Pei Ju is here to make amends!" While talking, he really bowed with a smile on his face, "I still look at the Taoist priest. Long redemption is one!"

Luo Feng was not very angry at first, so he just let it go and ignored it.The two chatted and laughed a few more words before Pei Ju bid farewell and left.Luo Feng didn't take this episode seriously. Pei Ju's business was in the Western Regions, and he hadn't been in Chang'an for many years, so he had nothing to do with him. He walked in with a flick of the whisk and continued to meditate and practice Qi.

This snow fell intermittently for several days, and it was not until the day before the Shangyuan Festival that the sky cleared.Luo Feng has been staying in the courtyard for the past few days, meditating inside and practicing swords outside, but later he simply didn't enter the house and stayed in the courtyard directly.Now that Luo Feng has achieved success in Qi training, compared to the severe cold of Mount Hua, this coldness is trivial.He brushed off the snowflakes from his body, lightly straightened his robe, and sauntered back to the West Market with the dust whisk.

A heavy snow covered many shop doors in the snow, and the shops along the way were busy clearing the snow.The fabric I bought from Uncle Wang last time was originally intended to be a Shu-dyed cloth bag and several sets of Taoist robes, but the Sui Dynasty’s cloth was somewhat different from that of the Tang Dynasty. I only made one Shu-dyed cloth bag and used up all the materials. The calculation is seriously insufficient, and you have to buy it again.Luo Feng decided to simply buy more, make another package, and go to the pharmacy to grab some medicine and make some pills.To be a wandering Taoist priest, there will always be some accidents, whether it is to save others or save yourself.Just as I was thinking, I looked at the mahogany sword on my back. Although my martial arts are very good now, the equipment should not be too bad. First, go to the blacksmith shop to buy a fine steel sword. Remember to see if there are any good ones when you go out For sword casting materials, it is better to make the sword yourself.By the way, remember to buy a mount. Is it better to buy a small donkey as standard, or buy a horse?Luo Feng was confused.After thinking about it again, it seems that the price of a good horse is not cheap. After counting my savings, I decided to read it first!

I wobbled along the way to buy things, before Shangyuan passed, and the horse market hadn’t opened yet, I saw a skinny old donkey still pulling a cart on the road, so I bought it with a tael of silver, and it’s the one to walk in the rivers and lakes!

Opening the door slowly, there were obviously some foolish behaviors along the way, but it gave people a chic and elegant feeling. With the small body carved in pink and jade, like the fairy boy in the New Year pictures, many people were dumbfounded.Recalling the eyes of those people on the side of the road looking at him, Luo Feng felt a little complacent, and secretly said: "It's not in vain that I have practiced for so long, a master must have a skill, 360 degrees, no dead ends, and no pressure to be beautiful anytime, anywhere!"

The house was originally equipped with a stable, and the old donkey was tied to the stable, and some fodder was poured into the trough. Seeing that the donkey was so thin, after a closer look, it turned out that it was sick. No wonder it was sold for a tael of silver. I just had a cold, went out and took a few detours to the pharmacy, grabbed a few herbs, made a bowl of soup for the donkey to drink, and left it alone.

Going back to the house and sitting on the stool, I started to fiddle with the things I bought, while thinking, this Sui Dynasty seems to be a fiction, and there are things that should not be there, such as steamed buns that should be called steamed buns, which were only popular in the Tang Dynasty Hu stool and bed, the most amazing thing is that there are sweet potatoes and peanuts!It's as unreliable as a game!Thinking of Cihang Jingzhai and the minister Pei Ju who is very good at martial arts that I heard yesterday, it feels like it is in a book I have read, but my memory is too vague, I really can't remember the names.If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Which book this is has nothing to do with me. Anyway, Luo Feng has never thought about doing big things. At most, if there is a chance, he can build the Chunyang Palace and live there. After so long, he has long regarded Chunyang Palace as his home.But recalling the majestic and majestic palaces of Chunyang Palace, Luo Feng, who didn't care about money at first, sighed deeply, he still has to work hard to make money!