The concubine went out of the city to enjoy the scenery today. His Royal Highness Zhao Xun, Prince of Jing'an, personally sent it to the gate of Xiangfan City, and went to the Diaoyutai to watch him go. Then he brought only one follower, and made a detour to the private house of the beautiful woman full of gold and jade. Except for the canary, there was only one maidservant and two old mothers, and there were no idlers, let alone half a man. Zhao Xun pushed the door open and immediately felt refreshed. The courtyard I entered, but in the eyes of the son, it was a fairyland on earth that I had finally found. The well-regulated palace, the Buddhist hall dedicated to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, every flower, every grass, every brick and every tile, all reveal a The older he is, the more unbearable the yin energy is, which makes people suffocate. The man close to him is so scheming that even Zhao Xun, who is his son, dare not speculate. Sitting on the dragon chair and putting on the dragon robe, I was even more afraid of the man's silent back while eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha beads. But what worried His Royal Highness the most was why this man married her back, and he didn't know how to cherish her when he married her. It is a great irony to respect each other like ice, and even respect each other like soldiers.
Zhao Xun took a deep breath of the fresh air unique to the small courtyard. This place is full of orchids. This flower is her favorite. This is a princess, but she is not even as good as a prostitute in Xiangguo Lane. She only has two opportunities to go out of the city in a year. I want to go to see that patch of reeds. In spring, you can see tender reeds clustered with green buds. In autumn, you can see old reeds blowing like snow. Is the most vagrant and feeble reed dull
The woman who was raised in the courtyard like a kitten or puppy by His Royal Highness was stripped of her name since the first day she came in. Of course, Zhao Xun likes her warm jade-like body, warm in winter and cool in summer when held in his arms. However, what is really obsessed and crazy is her demeanor, like at the moment when Zhao Xun saw her respectfully and said that Xun'er is here, she just snorted softly with airs, Zhao Xun's bones Immediately lightened a few taels, so similar. Zhao Xun showed a sinister smile, and scolded Pei Nanwei, a son of a bitch, for making you pretend to be aloof with your own son! Then without saying a word, he rushed up and tore up the clothes that were exactly the same as that of Pei Nanwei, carried her to the big bed in the inner house, and whipped her fiercely. After the cloud and rain passed, Zhao Xun returned to normal, lying on the bed and squinting his eyes, enjoying the kneading of the fake princess's shoulders , said with regret: "The skin and figure are still a bit lacking, and the voice of the usual voice is almost unreal, but once on the bed, it is still a fly in the ointment. Be more careful next time. If you are lucky next time, you will still show your secrets like this..."
The woman sitting on the bed hummed with a delicate nasal voice. Zhao Xun raised his head and glanced, grabbed her soft black hair, pressed her head under his crotch, and said viciously: "Good Wei'er, I miss your little mouth like crazy!"
In the joy of intertwining limbs, Zhao Xun put on a robe and lay straight on the sandalwood floor under the eaves outside the room, quietly looking at a string of wind chimes that did not move in the wind. He is really like a gentle and gentle son, who has no quarrel with the world, is harmless to others, and has a refined temperament. The false princess kneels beside Zhao Xun, watching the wind chimes with this lunatic. In fact, when Zhao Xun was quiet and speechless, he was a very approachable young man. Seeing him in a daze, she had the opportunity to look at the handsome face that was said to be 90% similar to King Jing'an. Zhao Xun stared at the elegant wind chime made of a string of broken jade pieces, and smiled softly: "Is it pretty? She will never look at me like this in her life. She doesn't even look down on my father, let alone Don't talk about me, the eldest son who doesn't even have a hereditary replacement."
His Royal Highness Prince Jing'an closed his eyes and murmured, "I really envy those common people."
Zhao Xun left, and before he left, he slapped her across the face, the reason being that under the eaves he had peeked at him a few times. The fake princess with red and swollen cheeks lay carefully on the place where the crown prince lay, without any grudges, just looking up at the wind chimes like him, the wind blew and the chimes rang, ethereal and melodious. She sat up suddenly and looked at an old man sitting on the railing at an unknown time, full of awe from the bottom of her heart. She was frightened by Prince Jing'an as a heavenly being. When she first entered the small courtyard, she was often beaten with a leather whip. She was slapped hot if she was wrong, and she was humiliated in every way when she was in bed. Holding that prince in his arms and listening to him choke, there will be a kind of sadness. Only the old man in front of her who had never been violent made her afraid to the core.
All these years, the old man who has always been indifferent to the dragon asked softly: "Do you like this poor wretch who was born in the prince's family?"
The false princess was prostrate on the ground, her delicate body trembling.
The old man smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, then Zhao Xun is not an idiot, if you don't give a little sincerity, he will get tired of you sooner or later."
Kneeling on the ground, she was finally able to catch her breath. She raised her head and looked at the old man who was half immortal and half demon to her, saying that he was a god. It was a plan, and almost every step of Zhao Xun was expected by the old man. , but the more this happened, the more frightened she felt. She originally learned that Princess Pei was more like her, but the old man refused to allow her to behave a little more skillfully every time. Think about it now , she finally understood that if it was perfect from the beginning, Prince Jing'an would not be willing to come here often. Is the old man's kung fu of manipulating people's hearts perfect? What kind of person would be so deliberate to plot against a vassal king here
The old man looked at the string of broken jade wind chimes, which he asked the false princess to hang. Sure enough, Zhao Xun liked it very much, beyond imagination.
The old man laughed softly: "I am hollow up, down, left, and right. Regardless of the wind from east to west, from north to south, I always say Prajna, ding ding dong ding ding ding dong."
The false princess dared not speak.
The old man got up and smiled, "It depends on today whether you and that poor idiot are lucky or not. It's a pity that you can't see it."
Before leaving with his hands behind his back, the old man calmly left a prophecy-like words, "From now on, when you see King Jing'an who is furious with thunder, just try your best to speak good words for Zhao Xun, maybe your life will be saved."
The pseudo-princess looked numb.
The wind rang again.
Ding ding dong ding ding dong.
There is no sense of dust, only murderous.
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Wudang Mountain is lively, because a bastard has come.
This bastard who came from Longhushan couldn't bear it, and even fought with the young master and uncle who was the head teacher, what's the matter, was he beaten
Dozens of Taoist priests big and small in the temples on the mountain are talking about this, and the older ones are relatively worried. After all, that guy is the little Lu Zu in the martial arts review, one of the three little celestial masters of the dragon and the tiger, Qi Xianxia, who is born in the world Kendo cultivation is not something to brag about. The younger Taoist boys couldn't help but start jumping and yelling, wishing to roll up their sleeves and die with the little Lu Zu who temporarily lived in the bamboo hut of the Great Lotus Peak. After all, the little Taoists didn't see Qi Xianxia The spirit of the immortal with the fly whisk acting as a sword and splitting purple bamboo, in fact, the headmaster riding a bull on the mountain was watching from the side. The head teacher snatched the dust fly with one hand, and then Qi Xianxia's sword energy caused a statue of Emperor Zhenwu to shake for a long time, and a thousand-year-old camphor plant was pulled out by little Lu Zu, if the young head teacher hadn't just picked up a thousand-jin incense burner to block it In a few strokes, a brand new Taoist robe will have to be scrapped. Several brothers who were in charge of the teaching came here after hearing the news, and they watched with great interest outside the door. They didn't feel sorry for Lao Zhang being damaged by pulling out the censer, they just didn't wave the flag and shouted.
In front of the bamboo hut, Qi Xianxia sat on a green futon and breathed.
Not far away, a young Taoist priest was feeding the cows with a handful of grass in his hand, and said with some embarrassment: "The senior brothers in the Xiaodao are indeed not as good as you are, and the style of masters is not as good as your Longhu Tianshifu. The senior brothers are used to watching me go out. Embarrassment, you forgive me."
Qi Xianxia was really too lazy to pay attention to this lingering guy.
The young Taoist priest who grew up riding a bull laughed and said, "Are you really planning to live in Wudang Mountain? You really want the ancient sword of Lu Zu hanging under the eaves of Da Gengjiao in Taixu Palace. Just take it. I pretended I didn’t see it, anyway, since I was a child, I felt that the sword was too pitiful, and it would be best for someone to use it.”
Qi Xianxia opened his eyes angrily and said: "Lu Zu's relics, how can it be child's play!"
The young master uncle said helplessly: "Then it's not a problem if you always fight with me."
Qi Xianxia sneered and said, "I have to decide a winner before I can go down the mountain."
The young master uncle patted the back of the big green bull, and muttered in a low voice: "You are not as strong as Xu Fengnian."
The white tail whisk in front of Qi Xianxia jumped suddenly.
Hong Xixiang said with a bitter face: "I'm afraid of you, you Longhushan really don't look like cultivators, how can you be so competitive."
Qi Xianxia sneered: "If you Wudang have no desire to win, why did you erect the memorial archway of Xuanwu Dangxing at the foot of the mountain?"
Hong Xixiang smiled and said: "Look at the momentum, Lu Zu's calligraphy is so rare."
Qi Xianxia snorted coldly, reasoning with this Taoist priest, it's really playing the piano with a cow.
Hong Xixiang said in a low voice: "To learn Taoism, you must be poor. You only have five or three pennies in your pocket. This is a famous warning left by Lu Zu. Look at your Longhu Mountain. Huang Sanjia joked that you should only have five or three pennies in your pocket." Thousands of words are right."
Qi Xianxia was neither angry nor angry when he heard this.
Every once in a while, some interesting catchphrases will be circulated in the rivers and lakes and temples, and the most vivid ones are often the literati's swearing, reckless and literary. Huang Longshi's ridicule to ridicule the celestial master's mansion for cultivating the Tao and not cultivating the heart is an example. This time, Xu Xiao, the king of Beiliang, went to the capital to face the saint. One more bird in the crotch and two lumps of meat less in the chest, you are really a bitch!" The senior priest of Shangyin Academy has a famous saying that has been spread all over the world. It was when he was young that he ridiculed a Jiangnan senior scholar , "It's better than dumplings, and it's more fun than sister-in-law". There was once a swordsman of the Kongtong faction who was besieging the devil with his fellow martial artists. He was afraid before facing the enemy, so he found a lame excuse and said, "I just heard that my wife is pregnant, so I will go back first." It is hilarious. .
Hong Xixiang led the big green ox and said before leaving: "You stay here as long as you stay, maybe you can go down the mountain with me in the future. If I have a companion, I will be more courageous."
After walking a few steps, the head teacher turned around and said with a cheeky smile, "Hey, don't be so stingy, tell me about Huting County."
Qi Xianxia reached out to grab the ponytail whisk.
Hong Xixiang rode on the bull and ran away.
The unsmiling Qi Xianxia even curled up his mouth.
In an instant, the tension was gone.
This is Wudang Mountain.
Whoever you come will be kind.
Harmony begets fairy spirit.
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Two Chan Temples.
The two women climbed the mountain, and the monks greeted each other along the way. Some young monks with poor concentration had to turn their backs to the abbots and make faces and smile at a little girl.
The little girl doesn't like to talk to her.
Bald, bald, everywhere, all bald! Who likes to watch!
"Mom, just let me go down the mountain. It's so boring to always face Dad and Ben Nanbei with two big bald heads on the mountain."
"Girl, how nice it is to be bald, and you don't need to light the lamp at night."
"Mother, don't make me laugh, I'm not a lady anymore!"
"Where is it a joke, mother is trying to tell you the truth, otherwise, with mother's beautiful appearance, she will like your father?"
"Mother, the girl at the bottom of the mountain is much prettier than you, I really don't know why dad wants to live with you."
"Damn girl, no mother can have you? Also, if you touch your own breasts and speak conscientiously, your mother will not look good?!"
"..."
"Hey, girl, when you grow up, you will understand that as long as you look good in a man's heart, you are the most beautiful girl in the world."
"Ah? But Xu Fengnian said that I look average, it's over!"
"My daughter has really grown up, mother is very pleased. My daughter, is mother not good-looking? No, I have to go down the mountain again, and I have to buy some rouge and gouache, so I can put more on my face to look better."
"Mom, you're spending money indiscriminately again. Dad must be squatting in the corner with Ben Nanbei to chatter. It's annoying for them to chatter together."
"Let them chatter. It's not good to stop chattering someday."
These two girls seem quite vulgar.
Thanks to the bald heads behind each of them admiring the two of them, they are so Buddha-like.
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Thirty miles outside Xiangfan City, the vast expanse of vibrant reed marshes, for some reason lost its vitality today.
In the central area, a wealthy young man sat on the archway of "Tianbo Kaijing" in the reed marsh, with four talisman generals in red armor under his feet.
In the northeast, stood a muscular, muscular man with a bundle of soft golden swords wrapped around his waist.
It is said that there is an eleventh expert who has won two consecutive martial arts reviews in the world. He is proficient in eighteen kinds of martial arts, including Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and nine streams. He was so smart and complicated that he didn't know what kind of weapon to choose, so he had no choice but to get a soft sword.
In the southwest, a guest in green shirt walked slowly with a bamboo pole in both hands.
Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes sounded.
Thousands of birds flew up in the reeds.
The old man who trained the false princess and Li Shuangjia with one hand and the fisherman on the edge of the reeds asked for a pot of cheap rice wine, squinted his eyes and listened to the sound of rice being pounded, took a sip of the wine, and said to himself: "What a dead man!" place."