Luo Yunsheng left from Lushan and swayed all the way to the east. With the money given by the King of Anhui, he bought a donkey and a pot of good wine, which he drank as he walked along the official road.
On both sides of the official road, there are fields. Now is a good time to grow vegetables. The scorching sun shines on the green leaves, full of hope of harvest. Going forward, it is the Xunyang boundary monument. After the boundary monument, it is no longer the jurisdiction of the Lushan faction. The green vegetable seedlings came to an abrupt stop near the boundary monument.
It seems that someone has drawn a line on the vast land. One side of the line is prosperous and fresh green, and the vitality has spread to the horizon; the other side is the cracked and dry land and scattered and lonely graves. Circling over the fields, wailing and wailing.
A place without sect rule is no different from a land without a master. No one wants to farm here, because if they work hard, they will be snatched by idle gangsters. The imperial family is weak, the world is collapsing, and the laws and regulations are useless.
Luo Yunsheng grabbed the donkey, stood at the boundary monument and watched for a long time, picked up a pen, and wrote on the monument one word at a time: [The green and green fields are seedlings, rolling yellow sand marks. A line splits the world, don't touch the dust outside the world. Whoever says that grass and trees are clumsy and do not understand the world. The sound of jackdaws perched on a tree, suddenly startled the weed grave. 】 The last stroke fell heavily, Luo Yunsheng stared at the boundary monument for a long time, raised his head and took a gulp of wine.
If things go on like this, Da Zhang will die.
When I was young, I traveled all over the country with a sword and a pen, and I saw not only the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers, but also the people were struggling and the buildings were going to collapse. He came from an extraordinary background, and has read a lot of books since he was a child.
The teacher who agreed to be the prince, told them about the previous dynasty, the code of law, and the governance of the country. It was the hope that he could cultivate an emperor who could save Dazhang. However, it still failed. One or two, they only know how to win over the major factions to survive, forget the dignity of the royal family, and forget the foundation of governing the country.
"Hahaha, everyone in the world is drunk and I wake up alone, why bother! Drink, drink!" Luo Yunsheng laughed loudly, and raised a wine gourd towards the donkey who was chewing leaves.
The donkey glanced at him, spit out the unpalatable leaf, lowered its head and dragged a vegetable leaf, chewing hard.
One person and one donkey, they walked down so slowly, and before dark, they found a small town to rest.
The town is quite prosperous, with inns and restaurants. The merchants and people from the rivers and lakes came and went, all in a hurry.
The wine gourd was empty, so Luo Yunsheng went to the wine shop to sell wine first.
"Do you have Xunyang wine?" Luo Yunsheng asked after handing the wine gourd to the store.
"No, there is no Xunyang wine after the Xunyang realm." The shopkeeper was a stout woman, with wooden grapes for selling wine and a shiny big knife on the table.
"Then it's the Dukang Bar." Luo Yunsheng took out a piece of silver and threw it over. In the previous dynasty, it was not allowed to use silver in the streets, only copper plates; when Dazhang was founded, it was also not allowed, but the jurisdiction of the imperial court became more and more lax, and people in the rivers and lakes did not understand these things, and silver taels gradually circulated.
In the wine room, a child stumbled out of the restaurant opposite. The child was thin and weak, holding a steamed bun in his hand and desperately stuffing it into his mouth. Before he could finish eating, he was kicked to the ground by the second shopkeeper who was chased and beaten.
"Woooo..." The second shop assistant and a strong man guarding the store kicked and beat around the child, who was sobbing and crying while stuffing the rest of the steamed buns into his mouth.
A cold sword suddenly stabbed in front of him, and the shop boy and the strong man hurriedly dodged.
"Why do you want to beat him?" Luo Yunsheng stopped in front of the child and looked at the two big men coldly.
"Didn't you see him stealing things?" the shop boy said confidently.
Luo Yunsheng pulled the child up and threw two coins to Xiao Er. Xiao Er weighed the copper plate in his hand, looked at Luo Yunsheng with a bookish face, sneered, turned and went into the store and ignored him.
When he turned around, the child had already run away. The woman in the tavern covered the wine gourd that had been sold, and said with drooping eyes, "The world is so chaotic, it's better for you to mind your own business."
Luo Yunsheng frowned slightly, and subconsciously touched a pocket of money around his waist, the waist was empty, "I'll get the wine gourd later." After saying that, he turned around and chased in the direction of the kid who ran away.
After chasing to an alley, I saw two gangsters standing inside, one of them grabbed the thin child, snatched the purse he had just stolen, and threw the person heavily to the ground.
Luo Yunsheng rushed up, caught the child, and put it aside, "Thank you for your help, the money bag is mine, please return it to me."
"Hey, you said it was yours and it was yours? This is obviously my purse, but it was stolen by this little bastard!" The gangster sneered, pulled out a short knife from his waist, raised his hand towards Luo Yun was stabbed.
Luo Yunsheng drew his sword and firmly blocked the gangster's blade. His swordsmanship is not worth mentioning among the major sects, but it is more than enough to deal with this kind of gangster, knocking people to the ground in a few strokes.
The bastard glared at him fiercely, and suddenly whistled. The whistle fell, and a dozen people suddenly appeared in the courtyards on both sides of the street.
"Who is running wild in our town?" The leader had a scar on his face, and his back was fierce. A group of people were all holding big knives. When they saw Luo Yunsheng, a weak scholar, they smiled contemptuously and chopped over without asking.
Luo Yunsheng was startled, these people had a number of ways to make moves, they were all martial artists, and their martial arts skills were not low. More than a dozen people swarmed up, and his ordinary swordsmanship soon became somewhat stretched.
"Huh—" The man with a scar on the head shouted loudly and told everyone to back away. He jumped up and slashed at the head.
"Bang dang!" The voice of the short-handed confrontation echoed in the empty street. This move was like a thousand gold pressing the top. Luo Yunsheng was pressed down by this force and fell to one knee, and he struggled to support it so that he was not cut to the neck.
"Hehe, come on, hack him to death!" I thought this man was going to compete with him, but after holding him down, he immediately ordered the younger brother on the side to come up to make up for the knife.
If the sword in his hand cannot move, it will splatter blood on the spot; but if it does not move, a dozen swords will pass through his chest. You have been walking in the arena for many years, but are you going to be buried here today
The broadsword reflected the light of the setting sun on his face, Luo Yunsheng closed his eyes and waited for death.
"Bang dang dang!" With a few crisp sounds, the big knife that was slashing in front of him was lifted by an iron hook. Luo Yunsheng opened his eyes and saw a moon-white shadow passing by in front of his eyes. He slapped the strong man on the chest, slapped the strong man back and forth, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Seven..." Luo Yunsheng said a word, and it was as if his throat was pinched, and he couldn't make a sound. Because the scene in front of him was so incredible, the young man in the moon-white wide-sleeved thin shirt was exactly Chen Ziqi who had only seen him two days ago.
The body rises and falls, like a dragon, with every move and style, the power of the sky is fully displayed. This is... Dragon Yin Divine Art!
Chen Ziqi only took out a palm, Wu Wui and Tu Buxian rushed forward and fought with that group of people, followed by four other men in black, followed by a group of gangsters with good swordsmanship. Beating all over the place looking for teeth.
A gray money bag was handed to him before Luo Yunsheng came back to his senses, took it in his hand, and tied it around his waist again.
"Sir, are you injured?" Chen Ziqi bent down and helped the person up.
Luo Yunsheng saluted lightly, "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving me."
"Recently, this area is not very peaceful, sir, you have to be more careful." Chen Ziqi reminded him in a gentle and polite manner as a corporal. Because of the Suxin Sect, many people from Jianghu have been staying here recently, which is really messy. After leaving the city of Xunyang, which was sheltered by the Lushan faction, danger was everywhere.
Luo Yunsheng nodded and didn't say much, he went straight to the wine shop to get the gourd back, looked at Chen Ziqi who followed him step by step, and sighed slowly, "If the lord is here to be a lobbyist for the king of Anhui, please come back. No matter where Luo travels, he would rather die between famous mountains and rivers than become an official."
After finishing speaking, he raised his head and took a sip of wine, and walked towards the inn.
"Mr. is wrong, I'm not a lobbyist for the second child." Chen Ziqi calmly looked back at Dan Yi who was standing a few steps away.
Luo Yunsheng also saw Dan Yi, and couldn't help but stop, "That one, but His Royal Highness Feng Wang?"
"Exactly." Chen Ziqi smiled slightly. With Dan Yi by his side, where does he need to be Chen Zijian's minions
Luo Yunsheng scrutinized Chen Ziqi for a moment, "Your Highness is really the smartest among all the princes... However, what Your Highness asks is probably no different from that of the King of Anhui, and it is difficult for Luo to obey."
Chen Ziqi didn't stop him, turned around and bought roast chicken and wine, and found Luo Yunsheng, who was drunk and dreaming in the yard of the inn, sat on the ground and had two drinks with him.
"Dan Yi doesn't allow me to drink, so don't tell him," Chen Ziqi smiled and raised his head and drank a large glass, his eyes were so red that he breathed a long sigh of relief, "Those things you taught me I didn't know before. I understand, in just one year of Fan, I suddenly understood."
Luo Yunsheng paused with his hand holding the wine glass, and looked at the wine glass in his hand with drunken eyes, without interrupting.
Chen Ziqi took another sip, and snorted as if crying and laughing lightly, "I saw what you said, the country will collapse, and the people will not be able to live; I also saw what you said, the royal family will decline, and the world will be in chaos. "
"Your Highness..." Luo Yunsheng raised his head sharply and looked at him in shock.
"The country still needs literati to govern. After all, it is not a long-term solution to govern the country by force." Chen Ziqi didn't seem to know what shocking words he said, but just raised his hand with a smile and filled Luo Yunsheng and himself with Dukang wine.
Luo Yunsheng held the cup and didn't drink, his fingertips trembled slightly, "Is this really what the lord thought?"
"Otherwise, could it be King Feng who thought for me?" Chen Ziqi clinked glasses with him, drank the wine in the glass, placed it on the table, suddenly stood up, and bowed deeply to Luo Yunsheng, " I have been taught by Mr. Chen since I was a child, and I know that Mr. is very worried about the country of the Chen family. To tell the truth, in Zhanghuatai back then, the gods chose to be their sons and relatives. With the guidance of the gods, they could practice the magic of Longyin. Now Dazhang is devastated and the sky De can't save Dazhang, and Chen Zijian doesn't plan to save it. Although Ziqi is not talented, he is willing to revitalize the rivers and mountains by himself, so that there are grains in the warehouse, officials in the yamen, and martial arts can serve the country, and reading can also serve the country!"
The cup in Luo Yunsheng's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he fixedly looked at the overly delicate young vassal in front of him. His heart that was already grayed out, because of the young man's words, suddenly regained its color, poof poof. About to jump out of the throat.
"So..." Luo Yunsheng stood up, helped Chen Ziqi, who was bowed, and clenched his wrist tightly, "What does the lord want Luo to do?" In the eyes of both a scholar and a swordsman, bursts of light burst out. Unprecedented light, that is the determination and hope for the righteousness of the family and country.
Chen Ziqi smiled slightly, "I want Mr., come back to the fief to raise chickens with me."
"..." Luo Yunsheng's half-drinking wine got stuck in his throat, "What?"
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Mr. Luo: What about the righteousness of the family and the country and the revitalization of mountains and rivers
Qi Qi: To revitalize the country, start with raising chickens
Mr. Luo: What's the point of this
Qiqi: If you want to be rich, you need to have fewer children and more trees; if you want to be successful, you need to play less palace fights and raise chickens. Mr. Luo: It turns out that bird attack: →_→