After the two of them finished burning the paper money, they stood up, Jiang Li looked around the county lord, and found that there was a thatched hut not far away, the two walked over, and a guard opened the fence door, and the group entered the courtyard. Watermark ad testing

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The yard was already overgrown with weeds and desolate. However, the huts are relatively new, as if they are inhabited.

Every year the prefect of this house will send someone to renovate it, Concubine Wen sometimes comes to worship, she will rest in this house for a while, this door is not locked, they push the door in, and see that it is very simple, a cloud bed, a futon, a Taoist character hanging on the wall, and then there is a painting.

The painting depicts the scenery of Qiyun Mountain, and then a Taoist sits under a tree, seemingly sitting in meditation, and seems to be looking into the distance.

There is also a poem on it: "Let me practice and brush my sleeves, and go to Danfeng to lie in the field." Thirsty for immortal wine, hungry for dragon and tiger purple gold pill. In his spare time, he watched the mountains and traveled to the wild scenery, and he came to play the piano in a chic manner. If you ask where the minister goes, his body and mind are only in Qiyun Mountain. ”

This is a poem written by Wang Wenzhong when he resigned from the government and faced Emperor Gao's retention.

Yu Linglong had also heard of this poem, but she didn't care about it, but the county lord Jiang Li looked at the poem on it and said with some confusion: "Strange, strange, why do you use the word "absolute pen" in the back." ”

When Yu Linglong heard this, she took a closer look and found that it read Emperor Wang's masterpiece in the winter of the year of Renxu.

"The year of Renxu, well, this year is the year of the Emperor, and after calculation, it should be the second year of Tianding." Yu Linglong calculated for a while, and then said suspiciously: "No, in the autumn of the second year of Tianding, Wang Wenzhong resigned, didn't the sage see him in the mountains later?" How can you say that it is a masterpiece? ”

The county lord Jiang Li also shook his head suspiciously, thinking that if Wang Wenzhong was seriously ill at that time, he was worried that he would die before he would leave this masterpiece, but later, this painting should also be added later.

However, she was also figuring out what happened forty years ago, so she had to hide her doubts in her stomach, miss Wang Wenzhonggong, and leave here.

When they came down the mountain, they didn't see anyone, thinking that maybe they had found another place to hide, and the two of them didn't have much to do, so they went down the mountain.

When she arrived at the bottom of the mountain, Yu Linglong asked the county lord Jiang Li if she was going to Lian Qianshan's house, and the county lord Jiang Li looked at the sky and found that it was still early, so he said to Yu Linglong: "Let's go to the county town to take a walk and see the excitement in the city." ”

Yu Linglong is also a young man, and she nodded and agreed, and the group went to the county seat.

When they entered the city, the sun was already west, and after they found a teahouse and sat down, they saw a storyteller sitting there, ready to tell a story.

The two of them listened too. I saw that the storyteller was shocked.

"The prosperity of the world is empty in a blink of an eye, and the immortals and fools and the noble and the lowly are turned into a clear breeze. Even though he is smart and pitiful, he is in a hurry, and he becomes a pale man in an instant. If you don't prove your magical powers, you can come and go freely, to the heavenly palace. There is no doubt that when driving the four green skulls, the red dust is abandoned, and the victory and defeat are talking and laughing. ”

"Ranking officials, can you know who made this song "Little Cold Mountain"? This poem was written by Mr. Wang Wenzhong, the Grand Si Nong of Anguo. It is said that in the early years of Tianding, Emperor Taizu Gao was extremely powerful, the world was calm, and there was nothing to do in all directions. Suddenly, two classes of civil and military were set up, and three divisions and four concubines were gathered. The ministers have finished their deliberations. There is one prominent person in the class, the purple robe is golden, and when he sees that the emperor does not worship, he says: "Long live my emperor, the ministers look at the peace as today, the Haiyan River is clear, ten rui a day, the people are Zhaomu, and all countries are in harmony." The minister wants to practice the Tao, and he also asks my emperor to beg. ”

"Why did Qing go to the mountains to cultivate?" Gao Zu asked.

Mr. Wang replied: "The minister has ten fears, so he wants to go into the mountains to practice." ”

"I am not thin with Qingqing, the chief photographer is a hundred officials, the marquis of the land, the sword enters the palace, and the emperor does not worship, how can I be afraid? And it's from me to hear? ”

"Forgive the sins of the ministers, and dare to speak out."

"Forgiveness."

"Listen to what the minister said. There are poems to prove it. ”

"One, I'm afraid that the fire courtyard will be locked tightly.

Second, I am afraid that my family will suffer.

Third, I am afraid that the patient will entangle the body.

Fourth, I am afraid that I will die of illness and medicine.

Fifth, I am afraid that it will be difficult to cry in the yellow sky.

Sixth, I am afraid of dying of anger.

Seventh, I am afraid of picking wood and flower coffins

Eighth, I am afraid that it will be difficult to sue in prison

Ninth, afraid of being buried in the suburbs.

Ten, I am afraid that the law of Dayu will die. ”

Gao Zu Kuanzhi: "Aiqing is worried, I give you Danshu iron coupons, pointing to the mountains and rivers as an oath, taking the sun and the moon as an alliance, and the descendants of Qing will rule the world with the royal family." ”

"My emperor once promised the great priest that he would not die when he saw the sky, the earth, the light, the sword, and the man. These five immortals are still in the ears, and Da Siheng has been ordered to return to Jiuquan, and the country will be destroyed and the land will be harvested! ”

"Since Aiqing insists on doing so, then I am not hindering. I don't know where Aiqing wants to practice in the Immortal Mountain? ”

"The minister has a poem as evidence: let me practice and brush my sleeves, and travel to Danfeng to lie in the field.

Thirsty for immortal wine, hungry for dragon and tiger purple gold pill.

In his spare time, he watched the mountains and traveled to the wild scenery, and he came to play the piano in a chic manner.

If you ask where the minister goes, his body and mind are only in Qiyun Mountain. ”

After that, Emperor Taizu Gao allowed to play and gave the thousands of miles of Qiyun Mountain to Wang Wenzhong as a practice dojo, and the song "Little Cold Mountain" was written on the wall of Qiyun Mountain. Wang Wenzhong is so rich and glorious, but he is still poor in cultivation. It can be seen that the old saying is good: there is more than enough to withdraw your hands behind you, and there is no way to turn back in front of you.

After the storyteller finished speaking, the martial arts people around him were still dissatisfied, and shouted: "Say another paragraph, say another paragraph." ”

The storyteller drank tea and moistened his mouth, looking at the line in a square direction, and many people threw out copper plates. Mr. Storyteller picked up the copper plate, hugged his fists and thanked him, and continued: "Then I will continue to tell a story with Wang Wenzhong, and say that Wang Wenzhong is a cultivator, hiding in the mountains, and he is happy without asking about the world." And the third year of the heavens, Emperor Taizu Gao was killed, and the Empress Dowager Xiaoyi usurped the government, and the world was terrified. The Empress Dowager Xiaoyi wanted to abolish the current saint and let this country change her surname, at this time, Dasi Nong persuaded the saint to visit Wang Wenzhong, the Duke of Anguo, in the name of the Eastern Tour, and the emperor followed. Seeing Wang Wenzhonggong, Wenzhong Gong showed his strategy again, called Jiu Zhi, let the Empress Dowager Xiaoyi abdicate, and then set the country. These nine admonitions are ......"

The storyteller is talking about the founding of the country, Jiang Li, the county lord and others are interesting to listen to, they are naturally very clear about this past, but this storyteller is still a little unreliable, this big Si Heng died in the first year of Hongdao, at that time Wang Wenzhong had already lived in seclusion in the mountains, how could he die because he saw the big Si Heng.

However, it is rare for them to say this, and the county lord of Jiangli said to Yu Linglong: "It seems that the people have complaints about the death of Han Wenmingong, and the Empress Dowager Xiaoyi still did something wrong. ”

Yu Linglong is not easy to say anything, about Han Bai's death, even in the court is a lot of discussion, some people think that Han Bai is too cunning, and he is murderous, his death is a crime in heaven, and it is not a pity to die. Of course, some people regret that Han Bai, as the three great heroes of the founding of the country, not only did not tear the soil and seal the marquis, but was deceived into the palace by the Empress Dowager Xiaoyi and died in the hands of the woman, which is really sad and lamentable.

After saying this, he finally told them that when they got here, even if they didn't reach Qiyun Mountain, they could go to the temple not far from the city to pay tribute to Wang Wenzhonggong.

After talking about this temple, then the storyteller said again: "Coincidentally, this Wang Wenzhong's Wang Temple and Xia Cangshui Xia Shangshu's Xia Temple are not far apart, this Xia Shangshu is the former dynasty Guzhong, this Wang Wenzhong is a great sage of the country, this county can have these two famous sages, it is also a ......" The storyteller's words were not finished, and he heard a person snort coldly and said: "What is virtuous or not, but two dead people." What can the two nerds of them pay tribute to, it is better to set up an ancestral hall for them, it is better to set up an ancestral hall for Zhao Yanran, Zhao Daxia is the first great swordsman and great hero throughout the ages. ”

The storyteller was suddenly difficult to answer, and at this time the man said again: "You storyteller know a lot of things, why don't you talk about Zhao Yanran and Zhao Daxia." ”

When the martial arts people present heard this, their faces showed displeasure, thinking that this person was deliberately looking for trouble. How did the storyteller know about this thing in the martial arts, and they hadn't heard anything of Zhao Yanran, thinking that this Zhao Yanran wouldn't be the arrogant man in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the storyteller sighed and said: "This guest officer, Zhao Daxia's matter, Xiao Lao'er knows it clearly, it's just Zhao Daxia's matter, don't say it, don't say it." ”

When the man heard this, he sneered, then took out a golden bean, threw it in front of the storyteller, and said, "This is a way to have money to buy a ghost to grind, if a golden bean is not enough, I still have one here." Saying that, the man took out a golden bean again, and the storyteller looked at the golden bean, with a bright smile on his face, and said to the man: "Since you think so about this judge, then the little old man has no choice but to say the last paragraph." ”

Jiang Li asked Yu Linglong if he had heard of Zhao Yanran, Yu Linglong shook his head and said no, this person should not be famous, if he is really the number one swordsman in the world, how could Yu Xiao Langjun not mention it.

However, the storyteller answered their doubts, this Zhao Yanran turned out to be a local chivalrous man, who was the top in the local area, and had a great reputation in the local area.

As for why Zhao Yanran has no reputation, the storyteller also said that Zhao Yanran stayed in the county and never went out in his life. This is not walking outside, and the reputation naturally can't be spread, although there are also good things to challenge, Zhao Yanran is also polite to learn a few tricks, so that the person who comes wins, so it is even more difficult to be famous.

When the storyteller said this, he coughed: "As the saying goes, the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, with Zhao Daxia's martial arts, if you want to make a name for yourself on the chivalrous road, it is not difficult to arrive, but it's a pity that Zhao Daxia's family is unfortunate, and the family is unfortunate." ”

The storyteller looked around and said again, "All the good men, you must know that ten years ago, the three things that were killed by the hands of the three people were hidden. ”

The martial arts people present nodded, this Guizang Sandao is a well-known good hand in the martial arts, and the three-talent sword formation of the three of them is also a must-have in the martial arts. But ten years ago, he died inexplicably in Taean City.

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Chapter Ninety-Five: The Storyteller