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Chapter 61 Pawns crossing the river

As soon as the troublemaker left, there was no more happy couple to see, and the crowd in Yang's shop quickly dispersed.

Zheng Dafeng shrunk and ran to the main eaves, squatting in the distance, not daring to get too close to Old Man Yang.

As both disciples, he and Li Er were treated very differently in front of this master.

Zheng Dafeng also complained that his master was partial, but there were some things that he just couldn't accept his fate.

Zheng Dafeng asked timidly: "Master, Qi Jingchun is determined not to follow the rules. Where will we go then?"

The old man said nothing, smoking a dry cigarette. A black cat came from nowhere and squatted not far from the old man's feet, shaking its fur and splashing a lot of rain.

Zheng Dafeng said worriedly: "The guy from Zhenwu Mountain asked the gods to come down the mountain. Will there be trouble? After all, there are countless people staring at this place."

The old man still didn't say.

Accustomed to his master's reticence, Zheng Dafeng didn't feel embarrassed. He thought about Qi Jingchun and cursed: "Damn it, Qi Jingchun has been your grandson for fifty-nine years, and you still don't deserve this." How many days does it take for scholars to be stubborn and unreasonable?"

The old man finally said: "You are stupid if you don't study."

Zheng Dafeng turned around and said flatteringly. : "Master, would you like to give your old man a shoulder rub and a tap on his legs?"

The old man said calmly: "I don't have a coffin book, so just give up on this idea."

Zheng Dafeng blushed and said: "Master, what you said hurt people's hearts. As a disciple, I am not very capable, but I am very filial. How can I care about that? I am not Li Er's wife."

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

Zheng Dafeng's entire face was darkened, his head was drooped, like frost beating an eggplant, without any energy.

However, his face suddenly became full of surprise, and he realized that although what the master said today was still unpleasant to listen to, he said so much, it was rare, and he could have a drink when he returned to the east room. Wine celebrates.

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

This time, before the old man could stab him with words, Zheng Dafeng slapped him himself. He slapped himself in the face and said, "Senior brother, you will only have fun if you can't stop me. If you really stop me, you will really have to drink from the northwest."

The old man asked inexplicably: "Zheng Dafeng, do you know why you have no future?" "?"

Zheng Dafeng was stunned on the spot.

I thought that Master’s question contained a lot of mystery, and I had to deal with it carefully and think about it carefully.

I never thought that the old man had already given the answer on his own, "People are ugly."

Zheng Dafeng held his head with both hands and looked at the rain splashing in the yard. Such a big boss is not a small person. Man, I want to cry but I don’t have any tears.

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The government officials don’t even have to look at their behavior to know that they are not suitable to continue to stay, so they can just find someoneLeave the house from the beginning.

Chen Songfeng continued to immerse himself in checking the files, but compared to Chen Dui's trembling presence, he finally regained a bit of the cool and unrestrained demeanor of a child of aristocratic family, but the more this happened, the more Liu Baqiao who was watching from the side felt... Feeling stuffy, full of grievances, and being unhappy is one thing, but being outspoken is another thing, so Liu Baqiao thought about going for a walk, out of sight and out of mind.

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

Liu Baqiao just raised his buttocks from the chair, and sat back after hearing this. He laughed angrily and said, "Hey, you're still in the mood to tease me. You're a brave boy and you're pretty generous."

Chen Songfeng put down an old book in his hand and said bitterly: "I made you laugh. Just now. Fighting for me, I am not ignorant, but..."

Liu Baqiao couldn't stand other people's suffering and sensationalism, so he quickly waved his hands and said: "No, no, no, I just don't look down on your distant relatives. I said a few words to her because I couldn't keep my mouth shut, so you Chen Songfeng don't have to be grateful."

Chen Songfeng leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and exhaled softly. One breath.

If this was in the Chen family's house in Longwei County, if the elders found out about this lazy sitting posture, the children, regardless of the legitimate concubine, would be punished, and the adults would be punished. .

Although scholars from wealthy families are often ridiculed by warriors as sanctimonious and pretentious.

But rules are rules. From the moment you are born, you will walk on the established path. Children of noble families, big and small, without exception, have been influenced by them since childhood.

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

Liu Baqiao asked: "What is your relationship with Chen Dui? Why are you so afraid of her? If it involves family secrets, just pretend I didn't ask."

Chen Songfeng stood up and He went to close the door, sat on the chair where the steward was, and asked softly: "The young man named Liu's status as a porcelain buyer, after many twists and turns, finally passed into the hands of my family, Chen, from Longwei County. Why aren't you curious?" /p>

Liu Baqiao nodded.

I am afraid that even a mountain-moving ape would never have imagined that the competitor who took advantage of the sword scripture was not his mortal enemy Fengleiyuan, but the Chen family of Longwei County who suddenly emerged.

Chen Songfeng looked tired. He must have been depressed for a long time along the way. Those who think too much must be tired. Finally, he couldn't help but find someone to vent his bitterness to. In addition, he firmly believed in Liu Baqiao's character and temperament. So he slowly said: "Although our Chen family has a closer relationship with your Fenglei Garden, the descendants of the Chen family abide by the ancestral precepts and do not get involved in the grievances between the mountains and the people below. They have been adhering to it for so many years. Could it be that a sword that is very useless to the children of the Chen family The scriptures allow us to make an exception for this? The Chen family is from a scholarly family, not a spiritual family. What is the point of wading into this muddy water?" Liu Baqiao thought about this. , "It's Chen Dui's family who wants to collect this sword scripture."Into the bag? Could it be that her family belongs to a wealthy family of swordsmen who have never been born before? "

Chen Songfeng shook his head and said: "That's not the case. You also mentioned to Manager Xue earlier that the Chen family in the town is divided into two branches. The Chen family was the first to move out. After generations of reproduction and development, Chen Dui's family is now known as 'the master of all buildings in the world'. Of course, these news have never spread in East Aquarius Continent, and our Chen family in Longwei County only knows the inside story because we have a little connection with them. "

Liu Baqiao sneered: "Is that bitch bragging about not drafting, or is she bullying me, Liu Baqiao, for being uneducated? Can her family have a merit shop? "

Chen Songfeng stretched out two fingers.

Liu Baqiao rolled his eyes and said: "Listen clearly, I am talking about Gongde Fang, not Gongming Fang! "

Chen Songfeng did not put away his fingers.

Liu Baqiao was a little frustrated and continued to ask unconvinced: "Can her family have Xuegong Academy Square? ! ”

The so-called Academy Academy of Liu Baqiao is naturally the orthodox Confucian Three Academy and Seventy-two Academy, and is by no means an ordinary academy of a secular dynasty.

A huge Dongbao There are only two academies in Pingzhou, Shanya and Guanhu.

Chen Songfeng slowly put away one finger, but there was still one left.

Liu Baqiao pretended to stand up and held it up with both hands. On the handle of the chair, he pretended to be panicked and said: "I quickly apologized to that aunt. I have to be a good boy. With such an arrogant and unreasonable life experience, let alone let you Chen Songfeng read a few books, I just want you to do something awesome." There's nothing wrong with the horse. ”

Chen Songfeng smiled and said nothing.

This is probably Liu Baqiao’s unique charm. He was able to explain an embarrassing matter that was originally frustrating and useless, so that the person involved would not be angry at all. .

Liu Baqiao twisted his butt, crossed his arms across his chest, and said calmly: "Okay, now that you know the scary origins of that ancestral grandma, let's continue with the topic. "

Chen Songfeng smiled and said: "Actually, Manager Xue also said the answer. "

Liu Baqiao suddenly had an idea, "The ancestor of the boy named Liu was the tombkeeper of Chen Dui, the Chen family who stayed in the small town? "

Chen Songfeng nodded and said: "You can teach me. ”

Liu Baqiao exclaimed, “That’s not right. Didn’t the sword scripture handed down from the ancestors of the young man named Liu come from the traitor in Zhengyang Mountain?” Of course, he can be regarded as one of the ancestors of our Fenglei Garden. No matter what, if the time is not right, how can he become the gravekeeper of the Chen Dui family? "

Chen Songfeng explained: "I can confirm that the Liu family was the gravekeeper of the Chen Dui family at first. As for the sword cultivator who later hid in your Fenglei Garden, why did he come to the small town in the end? , became the Liu family, and also passed down the Sword Scripture, there must be some hidden inside stories. So in the end, the family heirloom became two things, the Sword Sutra and the Jiaozijia. As for Chen Dui, she actually didn't care about the treasure, she just came to worship her ancestors. In addition, if there are any descendants of the Liu family, regardless of their qualifications, she will bring them back to the family and cultivate them with all their strength.It can be regarded as a reward for the ancestors of the Liu family who guarded the tomb. "

Liu Baqiao looked puzzled, "For such a big family, a young woman is allowed to worship her ancestors? And then he almost got punched to death by the Great Li clan king? Chen Songfeng, I read a lot, although most of them were about fairy fights in bed, but I did learn a lot about human nature and sophistication, so I think that girl must be a fake!

Chen Songfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Then you haven't seen how... polite my grandfather was after seeing her." ”

It is a taboo for the venerable, so Chen Songfeng really can’t tell the truth, so he can only vaguely describe it with the word “pleasant”.

The family opened the door for her, and the head of the family treated her very well. After bowing to each other, the entire family treated her as a guest of honor, and asked her to take the main seat at the reception banquet.

You can imagine the impact this had on Chen Songfeng.

Liu Baqiao asked doubtfully: "Didn't that boy named Liu almost get punched to death by that old ape? "

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

Chen Songfeng stood up and came to the window. There was a drizzle of wind and drizzle outside the window. But looking at the sky, it seemed like a heavy rain was about to fall.

Chen Songfeng said softly: "That Master Ruan , it seems that an elder who is opposite Chen is an old acquaintance. They once traveled around the world together and are irreversible friends. "

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

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

Liu Baqiao clicked his tongue in surprise.

No wonder this woman can be so tough when facing Song Changjing.

The power of the family far away is so close. With the protection of the saint in front of her, can she not be arrogant?

Liu Baqiao suddenly asked: "Tell me about the life porcelain and the porcelain buyer. I have always been interested, but it is a pity that our Fengleiyuan I didn’t like this. It wasn’t until I was forced to be a young man by my master that I heard about it. It seems that in our East Aquarius Island, there are several famous mountain top figures who first came out of this small town. of? "

Chen Songfeng hesitated for a moment, but chose to tell everything he knew. He revealed the secret and said: "It's similar to gambling in the world. Every year, about thirty babies are born in the town, and there are thirty dragon kilns. The kiln entrance selects a certain child as the 'porcelain' of its own dragon kiln according to the top seat. For example, if thirty-two children are born in the town this year, then the top two dragon kilns will have two. If there are only twenty-nine new porcelains next year, the Dragon Kiln, which ranks at the bottom, will only be confiscated for a whole year. ”

“So the people born and raised in the small town have their own natal porcelain. Cao Xi and Xie Shi, who are now unparalleled in the continent, are a Taoist true king who is expected to become a heavenly king. A wild swordsman with endless killing power is no exception. Although the fish pond in this small town is extremely easy for dragons to appear compared to other places, the cost of transforming into a dragon is huge. These 'porcelain', once you successfully reach the middle five realms, if you do not reach the fifth realm during your lifetime, you are destined to have no future life. Your soul will be scattered, and everything will be at rest for life after life. I am afraid that even Taoist ancestors and Buddhas will not be able to do anything about it. During this period, the porcelain buyer will seize the fatal advantage, and life and death will be controlled by others. It will be the same no matter you are a person like Cao Xi or Xie Shi. ”

“Having said that, when one becomes a towering figure like Cao Xi and Xie Shi, people who buy porcelain will want to enshrine them as their ancestors. How can they dare to claim to be the owner of porcelain.” After all, it is a matter of mutual benefit. Any family that can have Cao Xi and Xie Shi's combat power can sleep peacefully. The reason is very simple. They may not be able to ask for their help in small matters, but when it comes to the survival of the family, they If you definitely want to help and don't want to fight for my family, then I will smash your life porcelain and we will all die together. ”

Liu Baqiao was amazed when he heard this. No wonder the Great Li Dynasty had risen rapidly in just two or three hundred years, and had formed a grand momentum to annex the northern territory of Yizhou. Liu Songfeng was fascinated by what he heard, so he simply Sitting cross-legged on the chair, rubbing his chin with the palm of his hand, he asked:

"I know that six years old for small town girls and nine years old for boys is a big threshold. It is the same as our spiritual practice. At that time We can know the level of future spiritual achievements. If at that time, porcelain buyers came to the small town to take away the children who had a promising future, then what about the useless porcelain? What should the major dragon kilns do with those small-town children who lost their bets and their worthless porcelain? "

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, which is where it comes from. "

Liu Baqiao felt a little unhappy and asked: "What will happen to those children? "

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

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

This secret matter, whose rules were personally determined by saints from all sides, is by no means his little wind and thunder. Yuan Jianxiu could point his fingers.

But the young man felt a little unhappy.

After a long silence, Liu Baqiao said softly: "In this case, walk out from here. Guys, everyone is a pawn. "

Chen Songfeng followed up and said: "Who is not on the path of spiritual practice? "

Liu Baqiao felt sad and nodded: "That's right. ”

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The door of the house opened with a creak. The boy in straw sandals with a pale face tiptoed across the threshold, turned around and closed the wooden door gently.

< p>I also imitated Old Man Yang and moved a small bench and sat on the steps. The raindrops were as heavy as soybeans and the sky was as dark as late at night. But for some reason, in such a heavy rainstorm, not many raindrops hit the eaves. The old man sat After sitting for a long time, there was just a little moisture on his clothes. Chen Ping'an crossed his fingers and looked quietly at the small pond formed by the accumulated water in the yard.

The old man was smoking a dry cigarette, which was full of big clumps. Smoke fills all around, but the smoke under the eaves andThere is a curtain of rain outside the eaves, and the well water invades the river water.

It seems that there is an invisible line between heaven and earth.

One of the biggest reasons why the old man doesn’t hate this child is that no matter what the situation is, the child will never yell randomly or disturb him. If you can't talk without being annoying, then never speak.

This child is very similar to his apprentice Li Er.

Zheng Dafeng is too far behind.

Chen Pingan said softly: "Grandpa Yang, thank you for all these years."

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

Chen Pingan smiled.

Just like when Old Man Yang promised to go to the mountains to collect herbs for the Yang family store and then buy them at low prices, many herbs in the drug store were also sold to Chen Ping'an at low prices. It seems fair, but in fact Chen Ping'an knows it well, and this is the most tangible help.

Also, how much is a homemade bamboo smoking pole worth?

But Chen Ping'an has been able to persevere for so many years and remain disease-free year-round. To a large extent, he relies on the breathing method taught by Old Man Yang.

The old man raised his head, looked at the sky, and sneered: "When others give a small favor, they want to be treated as a Bodhisattva who saves the suffering. Especially when a big shot picks out a little bit of dregs from between his teeth, he will be extra grateful, even himself." Those who can be moved by their own innocent heart and feel that they are repaying their kindness, so they are a loyal minister and a proud disciple of someone. They are euphemistically called scholars who die for their confidants. A group of bastards who have forgotten their roots. At the beginning, They shouldn't have crawled out of their mothers' wombs..."

Chen Ping'an scratched his head, a little uneasy, wondering if Old Man Yang was talking about himself.

After the old man looked away, he said indifferently: "I'm not talking about you."

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

There is a cloister eaves at the back door of the main hall. A middle-aged Confucian scholar with frost-white temples came holding an umbrella. He held an umbrella in one hand and a bench in the other. After passing through the side door, he placed the bench on the corridor. After sitting down, he leaned the oil-paper umbrella beside the stool, then patted his knees with both hands, sat upright, and finally looked at the old man and young man under the eaves of the backyard with a smile, and said warmly: "Qi Jingchun from Cliff Academy, pay your respects to Mr. Yang."

The boots on the Confucian scholar's feet were soaked by rain and stained with mud, as was the hem of his robe.

The old man had a relaxed attitude and pointed the cigarette pole at the saint from this place, "On the first day you came here, I knew you were an unsuccessful person, but after so many years together, I haven't heard a word from you. Complaining is also a strange thing. You, Qi Jingchun, don't seem to be a person who takes things for granted, so this time you went crazy, and I'm probably a little confused outside. I'm not surprised at all."

Qi Jingchun reached out and patted you. He smiled and said, "I have complaints. I'm full of them, but I just didn't say them out loud."

Old man Yang thought for a while, "I don't know what you are capable of, but your husband, just rely on his If he dared to say those four words, it would count as such in my eyesindivual. "

The old man extended his thumb.

Qi Jingchun smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, you are actually more knowledgeable.

The old man sneered: "I am not a scholar. Even if your husband's knowledge is greater than that of the Holy Master, I will not say a word good about him." "

Qi Jingchun asked seriously: "Mr. Yang, do you think our husband's four words are the right ones?

The old man laughed and said: "I don't think it's right. It's just that all the people in the world believed in the previous four words, which made me upset. So when someone came out to sing the opposite, I felt relieved. That's all." That’s all. You scholars fought on your own in the ring, and you beat so elegantly that the floor was covered with chicken feathers. I was very happy! "

Qi Jingchun burst out laughing.

Qi Jingchun was about to speak when the old man, who had already understood, waved his hands and said: "Don't say polite words. I don't like to hear them. We are not the same people. This has been true for generations, don't break the rules. Besides, you, Qi Jingchun, are now like a rat crossing the street and everyone is shouting and beating you. I don’t dare to be friends with you. "

Qi Jingchun nodded, stood up and waved to Chen Pingan: "Using the snake gallstone you sent, I carved two private seals, one in official script and one in seal script, for you. "

Chen Pingan ran through 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 put it away. Later, when you see the calligraphy and painting you like, such as some pictures of mountains and rivers that you think are good-looking, you can take out your seal and press it up. "

Chen Ping'an nodded vaguely: "Okay. "

Old man Yang glanced at the bag in the young man's hand and asked: "Where is the word spring? "

Qi Jingchun smiled and said: "I carved a seal earlier and gave it to the Zhao family as a child. "

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

Qi Jingchun didn't take the old man's teasing seriously and said goodbye.

Seeing the young man stuck in the same place like a log, Old Yang laughed angrily and said, "It's for nothing." Things, just want to jump home and get under the quilt to have fun? Don’t know how to send one to Mr. Qi as a gift? "

The young man quickly ran to the back door of the main hall. The old man laughed and cursed: "Bring an umbrella! Can your body and bones withstand the wind and rain now? "

Chen Ping'an borrowed an umbrella from the store clerk and walked with Mr. Qi on the street.

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

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

In a square inch, there was a big difference. It was spectacular.

Not long after, the straw-shoe boy returned to the yard, and Old Man Yang asked: "What did you say at the end? "

Chen Pingan sighed and sat back on the small bench, "Mr. Qi said something, saying that a gentleman can be bullied. ”

Old man Yang said dullly: “Those old men standing in the Confucian Temple must have lost their minds. It is obvious that someone is targeting Shanya Academy and Qi Jingchun, and they are still talking about it.”Standing by and watching, do you really think that you are a dead clay sculpture and wood carving? "

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

The old man remained silent.

What a gentleman instead of a sage.

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