To a certain extent, he grew up watching Song Yanqing. Song Yanqing didn't like studying since he was a child. He happened to be practicing in the Shangqing Sect. As soon as the Song family forced him to study, Song Yanqing immediately hid in the Shangqing Sect. So what background did Song Yanqing have for him? Naturally, it is clear that it is not difficult to find someone to ghostwrite a few poems based on the Song family's background.
As soon as he saw the poem in his hand, he was sure that it was not written by Song Yanqing, but since the person was dead, there was no need to say anything more, let alone belittle it in front of outsiders.
But then again, regardless of poetry or not, he was convinced by these six saints, and he could actually think of starting from the study area. At first I thought the other party was fooling people, but now I think about it, isn’t it? So many people in the Shang Dynasty were indispensable for using pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The angle from which they started was inconspicuous and not easy to attract attention. It can be said to be very tricky. This Otherwise, I will be waited for by others.
"Using Song Yanqing's poems to avenge him can be regarded as retribution. I hope Song Yanqing will be blessed by heaven!" Lu Shengzhong sighed and said to Liu Ziyu: "Don't rush this matter. One day With the experts from Yumen here, there is no way to rush, I hope Brother Liu will be more patient."
Liu Ziyu nodded: "Okay! Everything will go according to Brother Lu's plan!" The reason why his attitude changed is naturally because he saw the ability of Lu Shengzhong. The fact that outsiders came to purchase just now also proves Lu Shengzhong's method. It's true.
The 6th Saint thanked him for his consideration and asked, "I don't know how many people are here this time, Brother Liu, so that I can have a clear idea when planning."
Liu Ziyu: "There is also a senior brother and senior sister, both are monks at the Golden Core stage. They will naturally show up when it's time to show up."
Lu Shengzhong secretly lamented that it was good to have power. In order to avenge the Song family's incompetent grandson, the Liuxian Sect actually sent out two golden elixir monks...
In the villa, under a vigorous old tree, the sun was warm, Niu Youdao stood there with a sword in one hand, and there was a sense of laziness in his posture. It was laziness, but not laziness. The difference in spirit and energy, He looked calmly at the busy group of people under the bridge.
There is a piece of wasteland under the ridge. Yuan Gang ordered the monks of Nanshan Temple to open it into a vegetable plot and was teaching the monks of Nanshan Temple to grow vegetables. The monks in Nanshan Temple are good at growing vegetables, but it is obvious that Yuan Gang's concept of growing vegetables is more advanced. Niu Youdao is a little doubtful that Yuan Gang will grow vegetables in greenhouses one day.
On the way, Niu Youdao asked Yuan Gang to collect some cooking seasonings. However, Yuan Gang collected a lot of vegetable seeds by the way, and Canglu County asked others to get some.
Others don't know it, but Niu Youdao knows that Yuan Gang has a problem, that is, he likes to grow vegetables wherever he goes. Yuan Gang doesn't like sitting cross-legged and meditating. He likes to do so-called meaningful things, such as growing vegetables. At least growing vegetables is more meaningful to Yuan Gang than meditating. Niu Youdao can't tell the value of the two. He theorizes, everyone has his own opinions and ideas, and he will not force Yuan Gang to do something he doesn't like.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with growing vegetables. Niu Youdao also knows that it is a habit that Yuan Gang formed in his former collective life. The group that Yuan Gang once belonged to was good at it.
However, growing vegetables takes time. There must be a growth cycle from planting to growing!
Knowing that he was going to leave and practice in seclusion, Yuan Gang took the monks of Nanshan Temple to plant vegetables. Niu Youdao sighed secretly. It was obvious that Yuan Gang thought that he would come back, which at least proved from another angle that Yuan Gang's subconscious He didn't want to leave here, which made him quite helpless.
Niu Youdao feels that there is no way to reason about some people's thoughts on certain things. He doesn't know whether it is his own problem or someone else's problem. For example, the group of monks from Nanshan Temple in front of me have obviously done a lot of things in the underworld. In daily temple life, they will not miss the morning and evening classes as long as they are free, knocking on wooden fish and chanting sutras, etc., and continue to live a life like morning bells and evening drums. , I don’t know if it is because of Yuanfang’s long-term indoctrination, but it seems that everyone is thinking about revitalizing Nanshan Temple, just like everyone’s belief.
While killing people and setting fires, they refused to eat meat! This made Niu Youdao feel unbelievable. He was really sick. A bear demon actually wanted to serve the Buddha. He often fantasized about building a beautiful Nanshan Temple and building a golden body for the Buddha.
A bear demon actually led a group of monks to teach them not to forget the Buddha. It was completely reversed. Isn't this a disease
After running all the way, it was hard to take a break. As soon as everyone stopped, it seemed that all kinds of problems in everyone came out. There was also a stammer outside who had been kneeling for several days, which made people upset...
The windows were open and the door was wide open to show that the lonely man and woman in the house were aboveboard and did nothing shameful.
Niu Youdao sat in front of the dressing table opposite the window, watching Shang Shuqing twist her head in the mirror.
From the first time, this woman would appear at his door on time every morning, almost causing Niu Youdao to misunderstand that the princess likes to do the work of a maid.
After several days in a row, Niu Youdao almost got used to it. He almost got used to thinking that there was a maid by his side.
He even had some doubts that this woman might have fallen in love with him, right? If this is the case, he refuses to reject you. It's not that he judges people by their appearance, but you can't look scary. This is really not easy to accept.
However, he knew in his heart that it had nothing to do with whether someone liked him or not. It was purely a way to lower his profile to retain the customer.
He sees other people's kindness in this way, which is his troubles that he sees clearly, so he pretends to be confused and doesn't refuse much to avoid others thinking too much.
"Master Tao, we are almost ready. We can leave for the secret realm tomorrow." Shang Shuqing reminded.
"Oh!" Niu Youdao said calmly: "Okay! Got it."
Shang Shuqing was ready for him to ask something, but she didn't expect the other party's response to be so simple. She was silent for a moment and then said, "Master Dao, your poetry is good."
Come again? Niu Youdao smiled bitterly: "I really can't write any poetry."
Shang Shuqing did not argue with him, "Master Tao has misunderstood. I have a new poem here. I would like to ask Master Tao to appreciate it and see how it is written."
Niu Youdao chuckled, a bit self-deprecating, "Then you should be all ears."
Shang Shuqing didn't stop, thinking for a while, and said in a soft and tactful voice: "It used to be difficult to make water, but Wushan is not a cloud..." He paused for a moment, because he clearly noticed that Niu Youdao's sitting body moved, and only listened to Niu Youdao. He said with a smile: "Not bad, continue!"
Shang Shuqing then started again, "Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to deal with, except for Wushan, it was not clouds. I looked back lazily on the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king... Master Tao, what do you think of this poem?"
"Good poem, good poem, not bad, not bad." Niu Youdao praised it greatly, then stared at the woman in the mirror and asked: "I wonder where the Wushan in the poem is?"
Shang Shuqing: "I have never heard of this place, but there are many mountains and rivers in the world. It must be a place where the author of the poem has traveled. The artistic conception of this mountain in the poem also makes me yearn for it. I will ask the author of the poem for advice someday when I have time. , it’s not too late to tell Mr. Dao once you have the exact address.”
Niu Youdao said, "Do you have time to ask for advice? Could it be that the person who wrote the poem is in Canglu County?"
"That's right! The poem was among the purchased stationery..." Shang Shuqing told the general story of how she met the poem, and said with emotion: "Of course I had to ask about the origin of such a good poem, and after asking, I found out that it was from a family in the city. The owner of a shop called 'Jingmoxuan' that specializes in stationery supplies asked this question. I never expected that there are such wise and elegant people in this small county town, and I have the time to ask for advice in person."
"He is indeed a wise man. I should meet him if I have the chance." Niu Youdao agreed.
After tying up his head, Niu Youdao stood up, pulled up his clothes, put the sword aside and put it in his hand, and personally sent Shang Shuqing out.
When he walked to the gate of the outer courtyard, Niu Youdao suddenly said: "Princess, can you postpone the trip to the secret realm for a while? I suddenly remembered something, and I wonder if it is convenient to change the time?"
Shang Shuqing was stunned for a moment, but she still nodded and said: "It doesn't matter, I can just talk about it when the Taoist master wants to retreat." He bowed slightly and said goodbye.
After watching her leave, Niu Youdao turned back and walked to Yuan Gang who was sitting in the pavilion cleaning his dagger. He touched Yuan Gang's foot with the scabbard in his hand.
Yuan Gang looked up, waiting for his words.
Niu Youdao said calmly: "I just listened to the poem. Do you want to listen to it?"
Yuan Gang said nothing and continued to wipe the dagger, as if he wanted to talk but not talk.
Niu Youdao said slowly: "Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to deal with, except for Wushan, it was not clouds. I looked back lazily on the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king... How about this poem?"
Yuan Gang didn't even raise his head, but paused for a moment while wiping his hands, "Are you too bored? Are you interesting?"
Although he is not very knowledgeable, he has never heard of this poem. After all, he has been working in the ancient business for so many years.
Niu Youdao looked at him with lowered eyes: "What the princess just read to me, I have never read it to her before."
Yuan Gang was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his head and said, "You know I don't do such arty things." The implication was to declare that he had never told the princess about the poem.
Niu Youdao: "This is a bit interesting. The princess said that the poem was written by the shopkeeper of a shop specializing in stationery supplies in the city. Could it be that besides us, there are other people who have also come to this world? This is not impossible, but if It’s too much of a coincidence that he also appeared in Canglu County.”
Yuan Gang was suspicious, "Are you sure you haven't told this poem to the second person?"
"We got to the key point!" Niu Youdao turned around slowly and looked far away, "I did tell this poem to a person, but that person is already dead and was killed by you in Nanshan Temple. That person's name is Song Yanqing!"
It is related to Song Yanqing, and it also appeared in Canglu County. There is no need to guess who it is for! Yuan Gang put the dagger in his hand into the sheath on his leg with a swipe, stood up, and stared at him.
"The name of the store is 'Jingmoxuan'. Let's find out the situation." Niu Youdao said calmly with his back turned.
Yuan Gang didn't say anything and left quickly...