Xu Fengnian who was kicked was confused and said: "Training?"
The old sword god sneered and said: "Otherwise, you can practice that Jing'an Princess with real swords and guns? Are you willing to give up the big yellow court?"
As thick as Xu Fengnian was, he was still a little blushed, and instead of entangled in this topic, he approached the bonfire and sat down beside Yuyouwei. Ning Emei came over with some golden and oily barbecue in one hand, and handed them to His Royal Highness and the old sword god respectively. , Xu Fengnian, who was hungry, tore and bit the game, and joked: "General Ning, sit down together, and let's soak up the fairy spirit of the old sword god together."
Ning Emei, who took off her armor but was still carrying a short halberd bag, sat down with a shy smile on her face. This general Wu Dian has a fierce appearance, but his voice and personality are completely opposite. Xu Fengnian looked at the elegant-looking General Ning, and burst out laughing inexplicably. A lot of people at the bonfire looked at each other, and Xu Fengnian asked Ning Emei in a young voice: "When fighting on the battlefield, some generals and fierce men like to shout, 'The thief takes his life. ’ or the rhetoric of ‘take your dog’s head’, General Ning, but what do you do with your limp voice? I’ve always been curious about this these days.”
Ning Emei's rough face was reflected by the flames, she couldn't tell if she was blushing, she scratched her head and said with a smile: "When I first became a colonel, I also wanted to learn from those brave and skilled seniors in the military book to shout in front of the battle, and then I fought side by side with the general. As a vanguard, he will go to the battle. As soon as he yelled a word, he was stopped by the general and scolded severely. He said that he was playing a big halberd. Don't let the man fart loudly, the general reprimanded him not to embarrass the Beiliang army. From then on, I dare not speak out on the battlefield again, killing people is killing people, just killing people."
"I knew you were going to be scolded bloody by Xu Xiao." Xu Fengnian laughed loudly. His tattered image at this time was not much better than that of a beggar who had been traveling for three years. Looking at the barbecue not far away, Princess Jing'an was in a daze. Needless to say, King Jing'an, Zhao Heng, has always been spotless and dignified. Even his eldest son, Zhao Xun, has always had a tricky style that never tires of eating and drinking. From the decoration of the room to the jade around the waist, they are all treasures, which are two words of vulgarity. Absolutely no chance. After Xu Fengnian glanced at Princess Pei, he smiled at Li Chungang who was devouring: "Senior, how is General Ning's halberd technique? Can you call it a master?"
Hearing this, Ning Emei immediately fidgeted. As expected, the most vicious sheepskin fur old man spat out a bone and said with a smile: "The fire is perfect? Then Wang Mingyin, who won the halberd empty-handed, must have become a saint. Why is he still ranked eleventh in the world?" ? You boy, if you want the old man to teach this guy how to use a halberd, just say so, don't bend your guts."
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "I beg the old man to give me some advice."
The old sword god said impatiently: "I'll talk about it later when I'm in the mood."
Xu Fengnian saw that the big halberd Ning Emei was just indulging in shock and surprise, and quietly stretched out his leg and kicked it. The latter's body shook, and he clasped his fists and said, "Ning Emei thanked the old sword god."
Old man Li stared and said: "What old sword god, is it possible to recognize Deng Tai'a as the new sword god? I haven't fought against this junior for a day, and this old man is still the sword god in the world for a hundred years."
Ning Emei was full of panic, how could he understand Li Chungang's temperament, so he could only ask His Royal Highness for help. Xu Fengnian waved his hand, signaling Ning Emei to leave first, just about to smooth things over, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the little clay figurine holding a book and wiping tears there, his slender shoulders trembled, he stretched his head to vaguely see the title of the book, and laughed dumbfounded It turned out to be Wang Chudong's "Snow on the Head", but I don't know how many volumes I have read. Xu Fengnian sat over, snatched it lightly, glanced at the page, and Jiang Ni was already reading the ending, probably because of the phrase "May all lovers in the world get married eventually, feel sad for spring and autumn, and before the little clay figurine gets mad, he will read the book" The book was returned to her, and she joked: "They are all fictional stories, and tears can be read? Countless idiots and resentful women in the world have shed tens of thousands of catties of tears for this book, not more than you."
Jiang Ni held the book "Snow on the Head" tightly, with tears in her eyes, choked up and cursed: "Do you think everyone is as hard-hearted as you!"
Li Chungang joined in the fun and said: "I have time to take a few glances. The love in the book is not bad, but this Wang Dongxiang's poems are really good. I follow the sages and understand the golden and stone charm of the poems. But there are some mistakes. Standard, I don’t know who I learned from the bad habits, a lot of old Zhuang Yi Sanxuan, especially some uncommon words extracted from Buddhist scriptures, if I want the old man to comment, I have a Zen disease. After the National War, hundreds of thousands of scholars fled to Zen, so it cannot be said that this Wang Dongxiang is not talented enough, but just conforming to the current situation."
Suddenly, Xu Fengnian and the old man stared at each other in a tacit understanding, causing others to look at each other again. The two guys smiled strangely at the same time, but Li Chungang's smile was a little bit more sighing. The two sighed at the same time, and even Jiang Ni couldn't help calming down, wondering what happened to these two guys. She naturally didn't know that Li Qingdan's alias of the old sword god came from a poem gifted by a lady, that woman was just like Wang Dongxiang, and she was also a wonderful poet in the scholarly world at that time, but The most brilliant chapters in her life were all written for Li Chungang, whom she admired. It's a pity that Li Chungang has no other distractions and is extremely passionate about the Haohao swordsmanship. When he was young, he completely ignored the love of his children.
In this matter, how similar are Xu Fengnian and Li Chungang
The old sword god murmured sadly: "This little girl in Wang Dongxiang has a great sense of immortality. A book of "Snow on the Head" has already exhausted all kinds of things in the world. Man, after reading this book, I was taken for a ride, only to realize that idleness is false, what kind of nonsense and romantic talk, what kind of eloquence, what self-proclaimed bonyness is even more fragmented, I'm afraid I still can't escape it That sentence 'Children love each other long, heroes have short breath'. Looking back, I thought about Qi Xuanjiao's parting words, saying that as long as you are at the foot of the mountain, you will be detained by a piece of magic talisman between the two fingers of the Taoist ancestor, and you will not be able to escape no matter what."
Li Chungang raised his hand, took a wine bag thrown by His Royal Highness, took a sip, and the sullenness in his chest was swept away, and asked with a smile: "How can others know the author's thoughts when writing the book. Next time you Seeing the little girl named Wang Dongxiang again, I would like to ask the old man a question. She is so young and stays at home, how can she use the mouth of a rascal in the book to say that all difficult things in the world can be solved on a woman's lap? A well-done cautionary tale."
Xu Fengnian nodded. He didn't read "Snow on the Head" much, but everyone around him seemed to be trapped in it and couldn't extricate themselves. The elder sister and Jiang Ni also shed countless tears of sympathy, and even Li Hanlin, the notorious best friend in Beiliang, came out from the west. Feeling sad, coupled with Princess Jing'an who was reading "The First Snow" the first time we met, Wang Dongxiang's book fans can be described as countless. Take the time to appreciate it. Xu Fengnian lowered his head and chewed the meat. Yu Youwei reminded softly that there was still a set of clean clothes left in the carriage. Xu Fengnian hummed, raised his head and said, "In the next few days, you and Grandpa Wei will draw the talisman patterns of the four armors. Might not be able to relax."
Yu Youwei rested her pointed chin on Baixue's lazy Wu Meiniang, and said softly, "Okay."
Xu Fengnian said with some guilt: "Have you been frightened by the fighting during the day?"
Yu Youwei smiled and shook her head. Xu Fengnian immediately showed his fox tail, hehe said: "Is my saber style very like everyone?"
Yu Youwei rolled her eyes charmingly. Jiang Ni, who was sitting next to Xu Fengnian and carefully guarding "Snow on the Head", snorted coldly, not flattering her.
Xu Fengnian stretched out his finger and flicked an insect, who didn't know whether it was a mosquito or a moth, to the cheek of the little clay figurine. He flicked several of them one after another, and said with a joke: "Let you slander my son's heart of stone." , Let you lazy bastard not practice swords."
The pitiful little clay figurine's cheeks were sore, and his teeth and claws were showing anger.
The old sword god turned his head away, out of sight and out of mind.
Xu Fengnian accepted it as soon as he saw it, and teased the little clay figurine who had nothing to do with him, then got up and went to the carriage where the blue bird was. Shu Shu and Yang Qingfeng guarded carefully near the carriage. Xu Fengnian waved his hand to signal the two to back off, boarded the car and bent down into the car, gently hugged the blue bird in his arms, closed his eyes and breathed out slowly, the highest floor of the Big Yellow Court could breed a hundred green lotuses in his body Zero and eight flowers, every orifice and acupoint are all coincident with the secrets of heaven. People in the world describe being upright and upright, and it is most suitable to describe the rhubarb court. Not only must it be carried forward by the heavens, but it must also be closely grounded, to be the real person of the way of heaven.
Li Chungang added a few pieces of firewood and threw them into the bonfire, looked at the sullen Jiang Ni, and asked tentatively, "Would you like to practice sword?"
Jiang Ni's face hesitated, her handsome face was illuminated by the fire, she was really a natural beauty. The emperor of Xichu was a handsome and romantic figure, and the queen was a peerless beauty in the history of the Spring and Autumn Period. The king of Guangling once publicly announced that he would accept the queen as a concubine. Looking for General Xu Xiao, as long as the latter is willing to hand over Empress Xichu to him as a forbidden pet, he can agree to give Xu Xiao the 6,000 Wei soldiers under his command. He never thought that Xu Xiao agreed, and entered the palace In the end, she just threw down a length of white silk to that honorable stunner.
The old sword god lowered his voice and said: "Little clay figurine, the old man's real box-pressing skills are still hidden. Originally, he wanted to save them for dealing with Wang Xianzhi and Deng Tai'a. As long as you want to learn, the old man will definitely teach you everything." .”
Jiang Ni said calmly: "Just learn characters."
Li Chungang, who was injured by this girl again, sighed and continued to deal with the barbecue while drinking. Needless to say, this is the most comfortable thing to be with His Royal Highness, the clothes can't be stretched out, anyway, the sheepskin fur on the body fits well, but it's not easy to open your mouth. In the past, people in the world only Seeing how majestic and domineering his sword god sword is, how can he know that it is easy to deal with opponents in the way of the sword, but his own temple of five internal organs is difficult to serve, especially in inaccessible places. It is easy to find wild game, but it is really troublesome to grill meat by yourself. So what if you are invincible, you don't need to eat, drink, and scatter? Just stop farting? The old sword god looked around for a week, and glared at the nine-doumi Taoist priest who looked at him with a reverent expression on his face. Do you have money? Li Chungang sighed in his heart, it seems that Jiang Ni is the most pleasing to the eye, as for that kid, he is pleasing to the eye if he is so-so.
Princess Pei stood up with Yu Youwei, and asked quietly: "Where is the horse team going next?"
Yu Youwei said flatly: "No accident, I went directly to Jiangnan Road."
Concubine Pei was about to speak when the old man in sheepskin fur threw a piece of barbecued meat bone on her round buttocks, which could not be concealed by her clothes, and said with a smile: "Be careful at night, that kid always peeps at you." .By the way, just now he told the old man that he wants you to pose in many poses, such as Guanyin sitting on a lotus, an old man pushing a cart, an old tree with roots, and a roast goose hugging the moon. Anyway, the old man doesn't quite understand, no I don’t know if you, Princess Jing’an, understand it. I guess it’s dawn after all the 18 kinds of martial arts have been practiced. Why don’t I call you to have breakfast tomorrow morning? Or if a good person does it to the end, I’ll send you some supper later? "
Pei Nanwei even wanted to die.