Although Ning Mansion is not located on Taixiang Street or Xuanhu Street, the residence is really quite big.
Chen Pingan helped the three of them choose three houses. Cao Qinglang is a Qi practitioner, so the location is the most important. The spiritual energy should not be weak, but it is necessary that the sword energy should not be too strong, otherwise Cao Qinglang, as a cave master The monks who are facing the bottleneck of the realm and are about to enter the sea-viewing realm happen to be the foreign Qi practitioners who are least willing to be on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Fortunately, Chen Pingan knew the Ning Mansion very clearly, where Cao Qinglang and the three of them should live, and what were the subtle considerations and general considerations. Ning Yao let Chen Pingan make the decisions on these matters, without being a member of the Ning Mansion. Ning Yao, the master, said that there was no need to ask Chen Pingan, who was still half an outsider for the time being.
Pei Qian was like a little oriole, determined to hover around the master's wife.
At first, Chen Ping'an was worried that Pei Qian would delay Ning Yao's retreat, but Ning Yao said, "On the way to practice, there is no time for retreat." Chen Ping'an had nothing to say, so Ning Yao took Pei Qian to see the Ning Mansion's secret storehouse for storing fairy magic weapons and mountain utensils. He said that he wanted to give Pei Qian a meeting gift, and Pei Qian could choose whatever he wanted. Then she Ning Yao Yao picked another one as a reward for the gift he had received from the gate.
Zhong Qiu and Chen Pingan asked about some of the rules and taboos of Ning Mansion, and then he went to Zhanlongya Pavilion alone.
Cao Qinglang put the package in his house and saluted, and followed Chen Ping'an to the small house. Chen Ping'an walked on the road, holding his hands in his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Originally, I wanted to give you and Pei money You all live here, do you still remember the time when the three of us first met, right? But now that you are at a critical point in your cultivation, cultivation is the most important thing."
Cao Qinglang smiled and nodded. "Sir, actually from that time on, I was very afraid of Pei Qian. I was just afraid that my husband would look down on me, so I tried my best to pretend that I wasn't afraid of Pei Qian. But deep down, I admired Pei Qian, and I always felt that it would be the same if she were me. The situation was unbearable in the capital city of Nanyuan. However, there were many things about Pei Qian that I didn't understand at that time, and I really didn't like him at that time, but how could I dare to make irresponsible remarks to Pei Qian? Maybe you don’t know, but when my husband went out, Pei Qian told me many stories about her travels in the world. Of course I can understand the meaning behind her words.”
Chen Ping’an asked with a smile. Did Pei Qian secretly beat you when I was not at your ancestral home?"
Cao Qinglang nodded vigorously, but did not go into details.
Chen Ping'an didn't ask too many questions.
Chen Pingan can completely imagine how he and Pei Qian got along when he was not at his ancestral home in Cao Qinglang's shabby alley.
Of course, when the three of them get along, Chen Ping'an will also do things that Cao Qinglang and Pei Qian would not deliberately think about back then. It may be words or trivial things.
But many things can really only be faced by Cao Qinglang himself, from the life and death of his elders to the trivial words that poke his spine, hidden in the gaps between eating melon seeds, hidden on the small bench The casual chats on the table were hidden among the large piles of food on the neighbors' tables.
In fact, childrenCao Qinglang just relied on the word "End" to survive the clouds and the moonlight, night and day.
At that time, Cao Qinglang really couldn't beat Pei Qian and didn't even dare to fight back. The key is that at that time, Pei Qian was not only ruthless, but also had the aura of a gangster. He could make an ant's nest with his kick and a mosquito with his slap. Cao Qinglang was not afraid of it. Especially when Pei Qian held a small stool and stared at him, but unusually did not say a word harshly. Cao Qinglang, who was still a thin child at the time, was so scared that Chen Pingan was not in the house. Many times, Cao Qinglang could only be driven to the door by Pei Qian to serve as the doorkeeper.
A lonely child sat on the steps, but did not dare to stay at home. The child could only look eagerly at the corner of the street, waiting for the man in white with a sword on his back and a belt on his waist. Mr. Chen, who is full of vermilion wine gourds, returns home. As long as he reaches the alley and sees that figure, Cao Qinglang can finally go home without saying anything, let alone complaining.
Because Pei Qian is really smart, that kind of smartness that Cao Qinglang, his age, could not imagine at the time. She reminded Cao Qinglang from the beginning that you are still a smart person even though you have no parents. If you dare to complain, if you complain once, I will beat you once. Even if I get kicked out by that bastard who is so rich but doesn’t spend money, I will climb over the wall here in the middle of the night and beat you to pieces. Can you stop the pots and pans at home? That guy pretends to be a good person and helps you. Can he stop you for a day or two, or a year or two? Who is he and who are you, will he really live here forever? Besides, I know better than you idiot, what kind of temper he has. No matter what I do, he will never beat me to death, so you should be more sensible, otherwise I will become a grudge against you, and I can pester you. For several years, every time there was a new year or a festival in the future, your family would be extinct anyway, and I couldn’t afford the Spring Festival couplets for the door god, so I would steal your bucket to hold other people’s feces and urine, and smear it all over your door every day when I passed by your house. , will carry a large bag of stones. I want to see whether it is faster for you to spend money to mend window paper, or it is faster for me to pick up stones.
What made Cao Qinglang most uncomfortable with Pei Qian back then was not the straightforward threats, nor the words that Pei Qian thought were the most unpleasant and scary, but the other words that Pei Qian said with a smile and a light air.
"Your family is so poor that the rice vat is cleaner than the bed. The only use of you as a goalkeeper is to go out and become a doorkeeper. Do you know how much copper money two doorkeepers cost? Selling You can't even afford it. Look at other people's homes. As time goes by, the more people there are, the more money they have. But your home is not so good. When people die, there is not much money left. Let me see, wasn't your father back then? Are you a salesman who sells items from door to door? There are many brothels in Zhuangyuan Lane not far from here. Isn't your father spending all his money on touching the little hands of those women? ”
“Where are the melon seeds? Are you sure I’ll smash all your melon seed jars? I’ll tear up all your old books?” You kneel on the ground and cry hard. He has a lot of money, so why not buy you some melon seeds? It still costs money to stay in an inn.As for money, you are stupid and he is bad. Neither of you is a good person. No wonder you can get it together. It has taken me eight lifetimes of bad luck to meet you two. "
"Cao Qinglang, you don't really think that guy likes you, do you? He just pities you. He is the same type of person as me. Do you know who we are? Just like when I was wandering on the street and saw a baby bird that had fallen from its nest in a tree on the ground, I felt really sorry for it. Then I went to find a stone, dropped it, and killed it in one fell swoop. , does it make sense to make it suffer less? So am I a good person? Do you think I'm just hanging around at your house? I'm protecting you. You might be beaten to death by him one day. He wouldn't dare to do it with me here. Can't you thank me? "
"Why do you look so sad every day? Aren't you just a father and mother? What happened? Another couple died? Oh, forget it, anyway, you are sorry for your father and mother who died first, and I am sorry for giving you this name. If you replace it with me, it is your father and your mother. What about the resurrection of the first seven, what about the Qingming Festival and the Hungry Ghost Festival? As long as we meet If I catch you, I will definitely be mad to death again. Cao Qinglang, I think you should just die. If you die earlier and run faster, you might be able to keep up with your parents, but remember that death is far away. One thing, don't let that guy find it. He is rich, but the stingiest. He can't even bear to buy a broken straw mat for you. Anyway, this house will belong to me from now on. ”
Cao Qinglang took the initiative to fight with Pei Qian twice, once for his parents, and once for Mr. Chen who had not come back for a long time. Of course, how could Cao Qinglang be Pei Qian’s opponent? Pei Qian was used to seeing others fight and being beaten by others. It was very difficult for Pei Qian to deal with Cao Qinglang, who didn't even dare to be cruel, but she just felt weak in her heart and her hands were not weak, so Cao Qinglang ended badly both times.
Chen Pingan took Cao Qinglang, who was no longer the skinny kid in the back alley, into the left-hand room with two tables. Chen Pingan asked Cao Qinglang to sit down. Next to the table where the seals and fans were placed, I began to pack up the maps and official and auxiliary books. Naturally, the latter learned more about "keeping accounts". p>
Chen Ping'an has never told anyone
In his mind, Cao Qinglang's life experience is just like his own, and his temperament actually looks similar, and there are indeed many similarities. But in fact it's not.
That's a very strange feeling.
But when Chen Ping'an leaves Ouhua Paradise, he most hopes to take Cao Qinglang with him. Even if I can't leave, I still miss that backstreet child. I sincerely hope that Cao Qinglang will become a scholar in the future, be able to wear a Confucian shirt, and become a real scholar. If he becomes a scholar like Mr. Qi, he will regret leaving. He was too hasty and worried that he would teach wrongly. Cao Qinglang was too young. Many things that were right for Chen Pingan were wrong with this child. Therefore, before the Lotus Flower Blessed Land was divided into four and Chen Pingan occupied one of them, Chen Ping'an has always been worried about himSo obsessed with Cao Qinglang that when Pei Qian asked him that question at the inn on the border of Daquan Dynasty in Tongyezhou, Chen Pingan said yes without hesitation, admitting that he didn't want to take Pei Qian with him at all. If possible, he would only take Cao Qinglang away from his hometown and come to his hometown of Chen Pingan.
As the saying goes, clay Bodhisattvas also have fire energy.
But it is not common for Chen Pingan to be really angry, especially for a child as old as Pei Qian at the time. It is the only time in Chen Pingan's life.
Zhao Shuxia's boxing training resembles him the most, but in Zhao Shuxia, Chen Ping'an is more like him. He sees his best friend, Liu Xianyang. How did Zhao Shuxia protect Luan Luan when they first met, and how did Liu Xianyang protect Chen Pingan in the small town after becoming acquaintances, friends, and then best friends in this life for so many years.
What is really more like him, Chen Ping'an, is actually Pei Qian's cowardly look at the world secretly, and Sui Jingcheng's guessing at people's hearts. Now there is another young man with the Great Wall of Sword Qi, who also looks like, It was not Zhang Jiazhen who was already helping out at the liquor store, but a poor young man named Jiang Qu from Coil Li Lane. In the streets over there, every time Chen Ping'an acted as a storyteller, the young man spoke the least and squatted far away every time. But on the contrary, he was the one who thought the most and learned boxing the most, so he learned boxing the most. Several times he was just right. The young man was a little embarrassed when meeting and speaking, but his eyes were firm, so Chen Ping'an alone taught young Jiang Qu the Sword Furnace Standing style of the Mountain Shaking Fist.
Every time Jiang Qu squatted there, seeming to be attentively listening to the storyteller’s landscape stories, but the young man’s eyes, face, and slight words from people he knew well were all filled with a kind of Vague utilitarianism.
Chen Pingan was not disgusted at all, just a little sentimental.
No one knows why Wei Bo said two or three things about A Liang in front of the down-and-out Shanzhu Tower.
Why did the young Chen Ping'an burst into tears, and why was there an unspeakable shame, regret, and helplessness hidden deep in his heart? This was something Wei Bo never knew at the time. kind of emotion.
Almost everyone thought that it was Chen Pingan's first trip, escorting Li Baoping and the others to Sui Academy to study. It was Chen Pingan who tried his best to protect them. Judging from the results, it seems that Chen Ping'an can't do any better, and no one else can criticize him.
But when the straw-shoe boy met A-Liang for the first time, it was actually another big test in Chen Pingan's life, a silent tug-of-war in his heart.
Chen Pingan hoped that in the eyes of the man in a bamboo hat who claimed to be a swordsman, he would be the person whom Mr. Qi entrusted his hope to. Chen Pingan hoped that an unexpected appearance would ensure that he was correct. Therefore, during the trip that started by the river and left the Hongzhu Town Inn, Chen Ping'an had been trying hard to guess what A Liang was thinking, to put himself in the shoes of an extraordinary man who suddenly appeared in the world, what he liked, and what he liked. What do you like? Guess what this friend of Mr. Qi, who wears a sword but calls himself a swordsman, will like?No matter how you like a junior or a young man, even if you don't like or look down on him, you must not make him feel disgusted. So Chen Ping'an's words and deeds at that time were all intentional and he had a lot of thoughts. Walking among the green mountains and green waters, did the young boy really have the mood to see the mountains and waters?
Even if Chen Pingan’s original intention was to successfully escort Baoping and the others to the academy safely, the strange man leading the donkey and wearing a bamboo knife would not cause any harm to Baoping and the others. Looking back on that period of his life afterwards, Chen Ping'an felt sad every time he thought about it, and often wanted to drink.
The road of life has been passed, that is, it has really been passed. It is not my hometown, and I cannot return.
Look back occasionally to see how you can stop drinking.
Today's Jiang Qu, who is cautious about the Great Wall of Sword Qi, is very similar to Chen Ping'an, who was thoughtful about the mountains and rivers back then.
Cao Qinglang moved gently, looking at some engraved seals and fans, and suddenly found that his husband was just sitting at the next table, silent and lost in thought.
Cao Qinglang didn’t dare to disturb his husband’s thoughts, so he took out the small carving knife that had an ancient air but still had a sharp edge, and placed it gently on the table.
He didn’t know why his husband gave this thing to him. Of course, Cao Qinglang didn’t think that the carving knife was made of ordinary material and would not cherish it. On the contrary, this temporary gift from his husband became more and more important. "Not valuable" means the more worthy of being treasured and cherished by oneself.
Chen Pingan stood up and said with a smile: "I was thinking about some things from the past."
Cao Qinglang had also stood up.
Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and pressed it softly, "There will be no need for such red tape in the future. Feel more comfortable."
Cao Qinglang smiled and nodded, but still waited until his husband sat down at the table before sitting down. .
Chen Pingan held his sleeves with his hands, leaned forward, glanced at the small carving knife on the table, and said with a smile: "This carving knife was the first time I left my hometown for a long trip. I bought the jade seal from a shop in the capital of Sui Dynasty. The shopkeeper gave it as a gift. Remember those bamboo slips I gave you earlier? They were all carved word by word with this small carving knife. The things themselves are not valuable, but they are mine. It’s a very meaningful thing in life.”
Cao Qinglang stood up, took a few steps back, and saluted.
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Some meanings, just some meanings. You don't need to take it so seriously. There are so many objects that are meaningful to me, most of them are worthless. But you care so much, then I also have a lot of straw sandals. Do you want a pair? I’ll give you a pair and bow to you. Who will lose and who will gain? /p>
Cao Qinglang shook his head and said with a smile: "Sir, forget about straw sandals, I can also knit myself, maybe even better than my master."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Speaking of knowledge , when it comes to spiritual practice, I, a dabbler, may not be as good as you, except for the matter of knitting straw sandals., Mr. Wang traveled all over the world and rarely met an opponent.
Cao Qinglang smiled slightly.
Chen Pingan joked: "According to the previous owner of Fenglei Garden, Li Tuanjing, by analogy, if weaving straw sandals is also a way to build a road, then You are just a newbie in the lower five realms, and you don’t know what the upper five realms of weaving straw sandals are like. "
Cao Qinglang nodded and said: "That's right, sir. ”
Chen Pingan was speechless, and then thought about what kind of atmosphere his family lacked in Luoshan Mountain. They disappeared to who knows where, so that even the half-disciple Guo Zhujiu was a self-taught fellow like Pei Qian, so he lacked the character of Cao Qinglang.
So Chen Pingan smiled happily. He finally accepted a good and normal student.
Cao Qinglang felt a little uncomfortable and reached out to pick up a bamboo fan with an inscription on it. Fan, the nickname of folding fan is quite elegant, including "wind cool".
The inscription on the fan is naturally obvious, but what Cao Qinglang really likes is the row of mosquitoes on one side of the fan. Flying Xiaokai is like a hidden child who doesn't dare to see people. The handwriting is very small. Maybe the fan buyer was a little careless. If he didn't pay attention, he thought it was a fan with only the name on the fan but no inscriptions. I don’t know how many months, how many years, in this life.
Cao Qinglang closed the folding fan, held it in the palm of his hand, stared at the line of words, raised his head and said with a smile: "No wonder Mr. likes to drink. . "
Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly.
Written on the bamboo.
Everything in the world is like a dream. Drinking is not afraid of getting drunk. If you are not drunk, you will be in a dream.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "If you like it, I will give it to you. "
Cao Qinglang shook his head and said with a smile: "I won't delay Mr. making money. "
Chen Pingan picked up another fan, fanned the breeze, and said with a smile: "Your husband is not that kind of person. ”
Cao Qinglang asked: “Sir, shall we engrave Su Zhang together?” "
Chen Pingan immediately put down the folding fan and said with a smile: "Okay. "
Cao Qinglang held back his laughter, twirling the snow-white stone seal that he caught sight of at first sight, holding a carving knife in his hand, and then hesitated a little, so he could only ask softly: "Sir, carving and writing are very different. I I've never done this before. If it's my first time and the engraving is wrong, wouldn't it be a waste of a seal? "
Chen Ping'an's mind moved slightly. The Flying Sword Fifteen swept out of his aperture, and was held in his hand. He said with a nonchalant expression: "The material of the seal is just an ordinary thing from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, picked up randomly from all over the mountains and plains. Planting stones is not about money or money, but if you really mind, then carve slowly. If you are slow with your hands and quick with your heart, you will make less mistakes. What's more, the sword cultivators on the Great Wall of Sword Qi are easy to talk to and don't pay much attention to the subtle flaws in the font itself. As long as the meaning of the seal is there, it will definitely sell. ”
Chen Ping’an holds the “carving knife” fifteen in one hand and the seal in the other.Thinking of sending money to each side of Cao Qinglang and Pei, they thought about the content of the seal and did not engrave it for a long time.
So it was Cao Qinglang, who was engraving a seal for the first time but had already prepared a draft, who took the lead in "writing". After writing the first word, Cao Qinglang took a deep breath, took a short rest, looked up, Mr. Still thinking there.
Cao Qinglang lowered his head and continued to carve words.
There is a saying that has been in Cao Qinglang's heart for a long time after returning to Pei Qian. However, the young man does not intend to tell his husband, otherwise he will be suspected of suing and talking behind others' backs.
"If you don't know how bad Pei Qian was before, you won't know how good Pei Qian is now."
As for Pei Qian after a long separation, even if you just say Why is the height difference so different from what I imagined? In fact, I was surprised when I saw the already graceful young man holding an umbrella at the corner of the street in my hometown in Fudi.
When they met again later, Cao Qinglang became even more confused.
It wasn’t until he followed Pei Qian to the Xinxiang Temple that Cao Qinglang was able to understand a little bit. Later, when he arrived at Luolu Mountain, his doubts gradually diminished and he began to gradually adapt to Pei Qian’s changes and changes. As for now, although I still haven't fully figured out the reason. At least Cao Qinglang will no longer mistakenly think that Pei Qian has been possessed by a cultivator, or that part of his soul has been replaced, as he did at the beginning. Otherwise, why would Pei Qian's temperament change so drastically?
It's like going from one extreme to another.
The young man is attentive and thoughtful. In fact, even after traveling far away from Luolu Mountain, he still has some worries.
Then there was the lecture between the master and the disciple on top of the city.
This made the young man completely relieved.
But at this moment, Cao Qinglang suddenly felt guilty and said that he was not complaining. It seemed that he had complained behind Pei Qian's back just now.
Cao Qinglang held his breath and concentrated again and continued to carve.
Unknowingly, the orphan in the back alley back then has become a young man in a scholar's shirt.
Cao Qinglang plans to give this seal to his husband.
Chen Ping'an still had no idea what to engrave, so he had to put down the plain seal in his hand, put away the flying sword and returned to Qi Mansion on the 15th, and turned to pick up a pen to write on the fan.
Cao Qinglang raised his head and looked at Chen Pingan, and did not look away for a long time.
Chen Pingan did not raise his head, but noticed something strange about the young man, and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Engraved it wrong? Then change a seal and start over again. It's just the wrong seal. If you are willing If so, just put it away and don’t throw it away.”
“I never made a mistake.”
Cao Qinglang shook his head, remained silent for a long time, and murmured: “I am very lucky to have met Mr. "
Chen Pingan laughed dumbly, still not looking up. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "Sir, I am very happy to meet the students."
Cao Qinglang continued to engraved words. .
Chen Pingan finished writing on the fan, turned around and asked: "What words are engraved?"
Cao Qinglang quickly raised a fanHe covered the seal with his hand and said, "It's not finished yet. Sir, you will know later."
Chen Pingan smiled. This student was different from the founding disciple who must be busy trying to impress people at the moment. .
Cao Qinglang sits upright, with a focused expression, meticulous carving, calm mind and steady hands.
Use the carving knife given by your husband to write the seal script. The next time you say goodbye, I will give you this seal in your hand.
Cao Qinglang hadn’t finished carving yet. He closed his eyes in the middle of the carving. A beautiful picture that he had imagined for a long time appeared in his mind. What he thought in his heart was what was written on his hand.
"Sir, sit alone and turn the book in the spring breeze."