Wen Hua, who was still carrying a wooden sword, was aggrieved all the way, and finally fled from Beimang to Liyang. He originally thought whether he could go to Beiliang first and give away the whole set of erotic pictures that he had saved so much money to buy. Give it to Xiaonian, but the old man Huang insisted that he would send him off. Wen Hua was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. The penniless Ranger was about to walk to Beiliang on two legs. I never thought that the old man Huang would not even think about meeting him in the capital after threatening him to leave. Wen Hua still insisted on going to Beiliang after yelling at him. The old man Huang softened his tone for the first time, saying that he would meet sooner or later, maybe in the capital, so he gave up Following Wen Hua's idea, the two bought a dilapidated carriage. Wen Hua was used to living a hard life and was content with it, but after walking a few miles, he urged the old man Huang not to ride in a carriage. Wu's Jianghu people need to hone their bodies more, so they can just walk with a horse together. The old man Huang didn't know that this bastard wanted to ride a horse alone to show off, so that he could show off his arrogance. In fact, he didn't agree at the beginning. Later, his mother-in-law who couldn't get through Wenhua nagged him, so he had to pay for a mule for him, and he was still so unpromising that a down-and-out knight-errant with only a wooden sword didn't pay attention to it. He rode a mule as a horse, and was still proud Serving the mule to eat and drink along the way is more attentive than doing odd jobs in the teahouse, and the old man Huang gets upset once just looking at it.
The mule is under the buttocks, and the wooden sword is in my hand. I have a gentle and hippie smile and asked: "When I arrive in the capital, who should I compare swords with? It was agreed in advance. Nian carried me away, so don't try to save me when the time comes."
The old man Huang who was driving the horse said indifferently: "Baijiang Mountain in Jianchi, East Yue."
Wen Hua gasped, and laughed, "Dongyue Sword Pool? I've heard that it's insanely powerful. Can I change it? It's not that I'm afraid of them, but if a master fights, I have to warm up my hands first." Bar?"
Old Man Huang sneered and said, "Okay, Qi Jiajie."
Wen Hua asked cautiously: "What are you doing? Among the Eighteen Martial Arts, which one is it?"
Old man Huang said angrily, "The number one swordsman in the capital."
Wen Hua smiled apologetically: "Old man Huang, didn't you ask you to find a master who is a little bit inferior? It's not appropriate to have such a big name."
The old man Huang asked, "Look for someone with a lesser reputation?"
Wen Hua brazenly nodded vigorously, "Let's take it slowly and step by step, you won't be fat if you eat even one bite?"
The old man Huang nodded: "Then find a woman named Cuihua, who is a swordsman's maid, okay?"
Wen Hua really didn't have the face to say no, after thinking about it, he felt how strong a maid could be, so he patted his chest and said proudly: "Yes, why not, if you are a man, you can't say no!"
The old man Huang glanced sideways, Wen Hua was furious, and said angrily: "I'm just a young boy who has never tasted meat, what's wrong?! You made me a girl with a thin waist, a big steamed bun and a big ass Come cool!"
The old man Huang said calmly, "Okay, I'll find one for you."
Wen Hua tentatively asked: "Did you scare me? Don't draw me big cakes on paper, I will hate you for the rest of my life!"
Old man Huang just didn't bother to talk.
Wen Hua hoped to be happy for a while, and then asked with some melancholy: "Old man Huang, what kind of state am I? You only taught me two swords, and I practice swords late. Can I really beat others? Show me the truth. Do I have a third-rank realm!"
Old man Huang chuckled, "Sanpin?"
When Wen Hua heard the word "huh huh", he was shocked immediately. In addition to being afraid, he also missed the girl who couldn't leave the small teahouse for some reason. She had a bad temper, but she didn't talk much. For women, It's not easy anymore. Wen Hua didn't think about her too much, and asked cautiously: "The fourth grade should be there, right?"
The old Huangtou said impatiently: "You don't care what you do. If you encounter an enemy, just throw out a sword. If the first sword fails, then hand out the second sword. If you can't beat it, get out."
Wen Hua made a habitual movement, touched his crotch, and sighed, "Damn it, I only came up with a few domineering names like the first sword in the Central Plains after chatting with Xiaonian for a long time. If you become famous in the first battle in the capital, you will definitely be called Wen Erjian, Wen Erjian."
The old Huangtou asked with a smile: "Wen Erjian Wen Liangjian doesn't sound good? How about calling it Wen Erliang? Wen Xiaoer is also fine."
Wen Hua's Qiqiao smoked and cursed: "Your uncle, Erliang Xiaoer!"
The old Huangtou sighed: "Two swords are not enough? There are many. If Li Chungang hadn't been delayed by the two-sleeved green snake back then, he would have entered the sword fairy realm where one sword opened the heavens earlier, and there would be no miserable situation later. Mrs. Deng Ah, going to the East China Sea now, why don't you want to return from ten thousand swords to one sword."
Wen Hua was not happy when he heard this, "Old man Huang, it's really unkind of you to point fingers at the two new and old sword gods."
The old man smiled and ignored it.
Glancing at the fledgling and carefree ranger, two swords to one sword, the difference between heaven and man, are you really able to pass the hurdle I set up for you
When the time comes, will you choose Land Sword Immortal, or Huangliang Yimeng
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The first emperor of Liyang once said that all the talents of the Spring and Autumn Period will enter my urn.
The area where the six departments and other yamen are located outside the east wall of the palace city is jokingly called Zhaojiaweng by the people in the capital. The hospital can monopolize a piece of land in Zhaojiaweng, where thousands of dollars can hardly buy an inch of land, and it has a lot of resources among the six departments, which shows how noble and super-vulgar those Huangmen are. It is to make more than forty members of the Huangmen family full of confidence, not to mention that Jinlan Pavilion, which has recently become a close minister of the emperor, has only recently appeared in this treasured place of geomantic omen. It is a pity that this place is not sharpened by anyone The head can go in. However, most of the Huang Menlang can survive for some years, and then enter the six departments to hold important positions. Replaced with real official titles and real gold and silver, earning a few pens by sneaking to death, it makes people laugh and cry because the income of this kind of pens is silk cloth or white rice, and the pen holders don’t touch yellow and white things with their hands. It is conceivable that these How much does this pedantic Huangmenlang cherish feathers? Huang Menlang does not increase staff easily, Jin Lanting used to be an exception. After he, the Great Yellow Gate, quit the Hanlin Academy to serve as the living man, a little Huangmen from a family cost countless favors to be promoted. Hanging in the air made those central dignitaries with excellent heirs in the imperial court blush. I didn't hear that the Minister of the Ministry of Officials and General Qingche almost fought with each other after leaving the palace at the court meeting, but for those who are already Huang Menlang To put it bluntly, these are all anecdotes and jokes in spare time. The only one who can’t laugh is probably Song Keli. The old master Song was so angry that he couldn’t keep it at the end of the festival. , finally won some in the open and secret battle with Zuo Jijiu Lu Daolin, and suddenly they were defeated, and they were all in smoke. As for the young Phoenix of the Song family, it has not been affected yet, but it is also crumbling in the Imperial Academy. Asymptotically, even more fickle than a woman's face. There is only one laughing stock figure in the Imperial Academy, who was just a nodding acquaintance with Song Keli at first, but now that Fenghuang is not as good as a chicken, he took the initiative to get closer, and today he brought a pot of apricot burnt, which is neither good nor bad, to come to Song Keli to discuss knowledge In the Liyang court, only the Hanlin Academy can drink during the day. As long as it does not delay official duties, it doesn't matter if you sleep soundly and snore. His Majesty the Emperor came to the door without warning once in the winter a few years ago, and saw a drunk man who was talking and reciting poems in his sleep. Huang Menlang, others were frightened and silent, but His Majesty, who is known for his diligence, just smiled and put a fox fur on that guy, and said frankly to the rest of Huang Menlang, "I can't allow myself to slack, I can't
Song Keli, who had nothing to do, was immersed in reading a copy of "Danxi Zhilu" that he had turned over many times. The old Huangmen, who was said to be in his fifties but looked as healthy as ever, sat down with a smile and put the jug on the desk. . Song Keli looked at this old senior in the Imperial Academy who didn't know how to drill, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart. He couldn't say how grateful he was, but he was a little helpless. It is true that there are unpredictable things, but his own family will also have good luck and bad luck, which makes Song Keli, who has been smooth sailing since birth, very confused, his future is bleak and unclear, so how can he be in the mood to drink. But this old man was so ignorant that he came to drink with him every now and then, but fortunately he didn't talk much. Song Keli knew that he was slurred, but his handwriting was unique, blunt and sinewy, completely opposite to his father's "official Song style" that was once popular in the court and the public. His colleagues like to shirk the hard work at the Hanlin Academy to this person , this weird man with the surname Yuan and the first name is easy to talk to, and he never refuses anyone. It is rumored that he has no children or daughters under his knees, and he doesn't make a lot of "Mr." and "Shanren" for himself like other Huangmen Lang Name, after Song Keli entered the Hanlin Academy, he never saw him go to the brothel with his friends to get drunk, and no one came here to ask him to do something.
Probably due to inferiority complex because of slurred speech, a lot of Yuan Pu, who was still young, saw that Song Keli did not drink and continued to drink alone. Song Keli really couldn't bear this person's attitude, put down his book, and asked softly : "Yuanhuangmen, with all due respect, do you want to burn my Song family's cold stove? Thinking about the Song family's resurgence in the future, I really miss your closeness during this period of time?"
Old Huangmen smiled and shook his head.
If it were someone else, Song Keli would definitely not believe it easily, but for some reason, when he saw this person, he firmly believed it. So Song Keli became more and more curious, and couldn't help asking: "Then why are you buying me a drink at this time?"
The slow-witted Yuan Pu spreads the paper with a brush, draws lightly, and never deliberately pursues penetrating, but writes in a hurry. After finishing writing, he puts down the pen and turns the rice paper. "Scholar's valor without righteousness will bring chaos to the country. A gentleman's valor is not about conquering others, but about himself."
Song Keli said bitterly: "Are you saying that I am weak? But I am a soft-spoken person, how can I turn the tide? Your Majesty Longyan is furious. My father not only shuts the door to refuse customers, but also keeps silent at home. What can I do?"
Lao Huangmen, who looked young but actually quite old, picked up his pen again, turned back to the rice paper that was left blank, and continued to write a sentence.
"Scholars have three disregards: Qi family disregards self-cultivation, governing the country disregards Qi family, and peace of the world disregards governing the country."
Song Keli chewed for a while, but still shook his head and said: "Confucianism's self-cultivation, family governance, state governance and world peace are not that you can't have both bear's paw and shark's fin."
Yuan Huangmen held the rice paper with one hand and rotated it, then smiled and wrote the word Confucianism on the rice paper, gently pressed down the tip of the pen, erased the word "Jiao", and added a word "Jia". Song Keli nodded and did not refute this.
The man wrote another line: public and private, the relationship between man and ghost.
Song Keli is not that stupid, he understands one point, and draws inferences from one instance, "Yuan Huangmen wants to say the word "Gong", and it is divided into big and small? And I not only lack the heart of a little gong, but also only have selfishness?"
Old Huangmen nodded. Isn't it a nerd who is extremely ignorant of the world, who would be so straightforward? Scholars pay more attention to reputation and face. It was so a thousand years ago, and it is destined to remain so a thousand years later.
Song Keli was stabbed seven inches, and smiled sadly. This time, he really wanted to get drunk and forget about everything. He took the flagon and poured a full glass of wine, and drank it down in one gulp.
Yuan Huangmen took the trouble to write down a line: people's hearts are inherently cold, and it is not the fault of the world.
Then he pointed at his head with the tip of the pen, and then at his heart.
Song Keli asked softly: "Yuanhuangmen taught me to keep it in my mind and let go of my heart."
Yuan Huangmen nodded in relief, and was about to put down his pen. After thinking about it, he slowly wrote the fourth line: The world's family and country are ruined, and they cannot escape the curse of the word "accumulation". The rise of families and countries in the world is inseparable from the merits of Jijian.
"Mr. Xie Yuan taught me, Song Keli will never forget in this life."
Song Keli stood up, weeping deeply, and bowed deeply.
Yuan Pu didn't make a sound, just took a sip of wine, bowed his head and blew the ink lightly. After it dried up, he turned it over, changed to a hard pen, and wrote in small script, "You know who made the death of the Song family?"
After Song Keli was seated, he turned his head and wiped away his tears with his sleeves, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "Looking at mountains is mountains and water is water. It must be the King of Jing'an, Zhao Xun."
The two Xiao Huangmen, who are very different in age, write and speak strangely and treacherously.
If you are in power and a state weapon, and you harm each other privately and publicly, will you avenge and resolve your hatred
"Won't!"
If you become a pillar of the imperial court, and you don't harm each other in public or private, will you take revenge
"It depends on the situation and the situation. I will do whatever is beneficial to the country and the people. Even if I, Song Keli, are regarded by Mr. Yuan as a person with great ambition and talent, I am willing to seek the world. This is indeed what Song Keli said from the bottom of his heart."
The scholar has three disregards, can you still shake your head at this time
"Don't dare again."
Yuan Huangmen put down his pen, rubbed the ink on his fingertips with his two fingers, and finally said hoarsely and vaguely, "Song Keli, you understand the truth, because you are very smart, and you can understand many things at once. But I still have to ask you one more question. , have you been unknown for more than ten or twenty years?"
Song Keli said without hesitation: "Zhang Shoufu can do it, why can't I?"
It was extremely difficult for Yuanhuangmen to pronounce words, and the words were slow like an old turtle climbing, "Your father will return home after apologizing, and he will never be an official for the rest of his life."
Song Keli's face was pale.
Yuan Huangmen continued to be expressionless, and slowly stabbed Song Chufeng with a knife in the heart: "Zhang Julu can still lay dormant in the Imperial Academy to gain momentum, and eventually the old chief assistant will give him a sneak attack, but you will not even be able to do Xiao Huangmen. "
Song Keli's mind went blank.
Knowing that this kind of tragic event is only a slight possibility, it is by no means that the old Huangmen in front of him can say a word, but what he hears is thunder.
Yuan Huangmen got up and said sarcastically: "Scholar who can't write a few beautiful articles, who can't understand a few words of truth, who doesn't claim to be underappreciated? You Song Keli should get out of the Imperial Academy."
He came with a drink and left with a wave of his sleeves.
Song Keli got up slowly, and said softly to the back of the old yellow gate who had crossed the threshold: "Mr. Xie Yuan will teach me again."
On the same day, the Yuanhuang Gate, which was treated as a laughing stock by countless colleagues who used the Hanlin Academy as a dragon gate, knocked on the copper ring on a side gate after the imperial palace was locked up at night.
The old eunuch, who had just stepped back from the eunuch's palm, opened the door, bent down almost to touch the ground with his hands.
He didn't speak any words, and he didn't walk in any company.
I'm afraid even the old eunuch who has been on duty for decades in the twelfth prison doesn't know that there is a side door leading directly to the emperor's residence in the fortified palace.
There was no figure along the way.
Yuanhuangmen walked to the emperor's residence like this, even if he saw the emperor of the Zhao family who hurried down the steps with his clothes on, no one showed up.
His Majesty the Emperor of the Liyang Dynasty, after seeing the half-dumb Yuan Huangmen, smiled and bowed: "I have met you, sir."
Who in the world can afford the emperor's bow
The emperor took a few steps closer and asked softly, "Have you found a candidate?"
The old Huangmen, who had cut off half his tongue, nodded, and said plainly and vaguely: "Song Keli."
The emperor of the Zhao family felt relieved and didn't ask why.
Because the person in front of him was cited as both a confidant and an enemy by Xun Ping at the same time, and finally used his hands to kill Xun Ping.
The eight dragons seized the heir, supported the present son Zhao Jian to sit on the dragon chair, and made the old King Jing'an Zhao Heng hate him all his life.
The mastermind of the white suit case.
Promote Zhang Julu.
The secret decree rebuked the king of Beiliang.
Frame Jiaodong King Zhao Sui.
It is suggested that the son-in-law of Beiliang be accepted as his son-in-law.
Gu Jiantang was imprisoned in the position of Minister of the Ministry of War for eighteen years.
Lure Old Master Song to hide a copy of the memorial.
It is suggested that the prince Zhao Kai go to the Western Regions with a bottle.
Inside, Confucianism and Law are used together, and on the surface, Taoism is revered and Buddhism is repudiated.
Let the Ninth Five-Year Lord call himself a marsupial puppet.
Sixty-seven children were lost by Li Yishan in Beiliang.
Only Yuanbenxi!