Yongzhou had three wonderful sceneries. The easternmost was the "West Sword Pavilion", which was said to have been created by a sword immortal with a sword coming from the east. It was the most dangerous place. In the south was the Kui Gate Pass, which was said to have been passed by a saint riding an ox. The third was the Taoist holy land where the Qingcheng King was born. It was originally a paradise of the Nine Pecks of Rice Sect, but the Verdant Gazelle Palace Master, who was bestowed to the Qingcheng King by the old emperor, was a Taoist priest from the Dragon and Tiger Sect. He had taken over the Nine Pecks of Rice Sect and expelled all the Nine Pecks of Rice Sect, leaving only the Verdant Gazelle Palace. Therefore, the number of incense in the Qingcheng Mountain decreased sharply every year. It was much more deserted than the other famous mountains, which was really inconsistent with the Qingcheng Mountain's reputation. Misfortunes never come singly. There were fewer visitors, but there were more bandits occupying the mountain and calling themselves kings. Groups of stragglers and wandering soldiers were untraceable, and they often called themselves kings together with the Qingcheng King. It was very troublesome for the government to exterminate them. Even if there were a lot of old hunters willing to take the risk to lead the way, they often failed. After several twists and turns, the County Governor saw that the Verdant Gazelle Palace Master did not appreciate the kindness and even turned the tables by saying that the government was stirring up trouble and was noisy on this quiet place. He was even more unwilling to waste money and manpower, unless it was a high-ranking official who had nothing better to do and came to Qingcheng Mountain for sightseeing. Unfortunately, they were robbed and forced to send troops into the mountain.
The government was waiting for Qingcheng Mountain to become a dead mountain and a dead city. They wanted to see how the Qingcheng King, who only had a title, could maintain the incense.
When His Royal Highness changed the itinerary, the old Taoist priest, Wei Shuyang, was quite emotional. When he was young, he lived on a peak in the back of the mountain. However, he was not the kind of person who admired Taoism when he was young. After all kinds of discouragement, he became a Taoist priest. He had some feelings for Qingcheng Mountain, but not deep. He was very angry about the Qingcheng King's expulsion of the Nine Pecks of Rice Sect. If it were not for the important task of protecting His Royal Highness, he would have come to Qingcheng Mountain to argue with the Taoist priest who was crowned king.
Qingcheng Mountain was known for its fog. An hour after entering the mountain, the dusk seemed particularly heavy. Hsu Fengnian was not in a hurry to let Lü Qiantang find a place to rest at night. He rode on the white horse leisurely. Yu Youwei listened to the old Taoist priest, Wei Shuyang, introduce the scenery of Qingcheng Mountain along the way. She was not worried about eating and sleeping in the open. Back then, hundreds of thousands of people fled from the Imperial City of West Chu. She and her father were wrapped in the torrent. What kind of suffering had they not suffered?
Back then, Hsu Fengnian heard that there was a heavenly paradise on the mountain that was ranked very high in Taoism. That was why he left the mountain on the official road. In the end, in broad daylight, he encountered a group of bandits who cut the path. One ran while the other ran. It was really embarrassing. As Hsu Fengnian thought about it, the corners of his mouth curled up. If he did not know that Old Huang was Jian Jiu Huang, he probably would not have known that this guy with missing front teeth who loved drinking yellow wine was a master. At that time, Hsu Fengnian was riding on horseback, but Old Huang was carrying his luggage and running wildly under the horse. He was not slow at all. If he was an ordinary person with a thin and weak body, how could he have the strength to run half the mountain with the horse? Why did he not think of it at that time?
Hsu Fengnian came back to his senses. Relying on his memory, he looked at the familiar scenery and said with a smile, "Lü Qiantang, one li up the mountain, there is an abandoned Taoist temple. Go and investigate it first."
Lü Qiantang accepted the order and left.
The mountain was dark and wet, and Yu Youwei was a little cold. She hugged Wu Meiniang tightly. Hsu Fengnian glanced at her and said gently, "Tonight, you and Jiang Ni will sleep in the carriage."
Yu Youwei's expression was complicated. She lowered her eyes and looked at Wu Meiniang who raised her head.
Not long after, Lü Qiantang returned and said respectfully, "Reporting to Your Highness, there is indeed an abandoned Taoist temple. There are no miscellaneous people."
Hsu Fengnian nodded. He turned his head and ordered Yang Qingfeng, "Go and catch some game."
Yang Qingfeng's figure jumped and disappeared into the dense forest. The horse continued to move forward meekly.
The Taoist temple was still the same Taoist temple. It was just that it was even more dilapidated than before. Lü Qiantang picked up some firewood and started a fire in the courtyard. Tonight, the three of them naturally had to take turns guarding the temple. If Shu Xiu was unwilling, Lü Qiantang would not haggle over such trivial matters. The Pillar of Da Guo was too lazy to say which of the three retainers of the Prince's Mansion was higher or lower. His Royal Highness also did not say anything. It was as if he wanted the three of them to compete on their own. As for who was stronger and who was weaker, it was hard to say. Lü Qiantang was a hundred times more confident in the Scarlet Cloud Sword in his hand. However, he was not blindly conceited. Against the red-armored talisman general, Shu Xiu's internal energy could not be underestimated. Yang Qingfeng's treacherous methods were even more unpredictable. Taking a step back, so what if they competed? The maidservant that His Royal Highness called Blue Bird made her move today had already shocked him.
Yang Qingfeng caught several pheasants and wild rabbits. He was even carrying a wild muntjac. However, His Royal Highness was only interested in the pheasants. He smiled and said, "This is a specialty of Mount Qingcheng, white-fruit pheasants. They grow by pecking on white fruits. The fragrance of their meat is even more excessive than that of the muntjac. You'll know when you taste it. The premise is that this Shizi is able to control his mouth and not swallow it all. "
There was a clear spring at the back of the Taoist temple. Blue Bird and Hsu Fengnian, who had been ordered around by him, skinned and washed the pheasants together. In order to plan for the long term, Hsu Fengnian had Blue Bird teach him step by step how to control the heat of the ginger, which could even scorch a roasted goose. Hsu Fengnian sat on the steps. The two long and short sabers embroidered with winter and spring thunder were stacked on top of each other on his lap. Yu Youwei, who did not bring many personal belongings with her, did not want to sit on the ground and dirty her clothes. Holding Wu Meiniang, she stood next to Hsu Fengnian. On the other hand, the old Sword God was lying on his back on the highest step, using a bluestone he had casually picked up as his pillow. Yang Qingfeng was feeding the horses outside the courtyard. Shu Xiu and Lü Qiantang were standing guard at the entrance to the courtyard, one on the left and one on the right.
Xu Fengnian waited for the delicious food to enter his mouth, then turned his head and pointed to a towering mountain in the distance, saying softly, "On the top of that mountain is the Qingyang Palace. On a clear night after the rain, you can see the wonders of thousands of lanterns facing the Heavenly Court. But I have only heard about it from Huang, and have never seen it with my own eyes. Years ago, I was robbed at the foot of the mountain and almost died of exhaustion. In a panic, I rode a horse into a forest path and was knocked down by a low-hanging branch. So I was tied up and brought here with Huang. Fortunately, it was a close call, but a blessing in disguise, and I tasted half of a white-fruit chicken. It seems that I was merciful enough to give Huang, who suffered with me, a drumstick, or half a drumstick? In short, he was so grateful that he was crying and snot. I laughed to death. "
Yu Youwei, however, saw that His Royal Highness, who had laughed to death, did not laugh at all.
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