Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "The descendants of Beiliang's generals are the so-called descendants of generals. Other than some second and third class families, very few families let their descendants go to the border to live a military life. The commander of the cavalry, Zhong Hongwu, did not let Zhong Chengxin join the army. First, he didn't want to cut off the family line. Second, he had a sinister eye. He believed that the military had ruled for twenty years and had accumulated a lot of corruption. In the end, it would be a civil official who was familiar with politics to take over. But these years, the imperial court has been waving its hoe vigorously and sparing no effort in poaching people. In the past, it was Yan Jiexi who became a relative of the imperial family. Following that, it was Jin Lanting who gained power. Now, it was the great scholar Yao Baifeng who entered the capital to become an official. Actually, to me, it doesn't matter how much ability Huang Shang, who is about to go to the capital and enter Taiwan, has. The key is that he is willing to go to Beiliang to become an official. That's enough. The imperial court has disgusted Beiliang for twenty years. In the future, the tables will turn. "
Hearing this, Great Ancestor Gu laughed heartily. Some of the tentative moves he had made in his heart also disappeared at this moment. The white-haired boy was so young, but he was already so generous. Why should he, an old man, be so narrow-minded?
Perhaps it was because after the soldiers of Longwei Slope intercepted them and the Devil Cult blocked their way, the group walked unusually calmly. They steadily approached Caishi Mountain. Before entering the mountain, there was a wine stall by the side of the road. When the old wine seller saw Hu Chunya, it was as if he had seen his own daughter. He refused to pay for the wine and took out good wine to greet the group. Hu Chunya didn't put on any airs and personally poured wine for Huang Daren, Xu Zhan, Zhou Qinghu, and the others. As for Hsu Fengnian and his group of people, she ignored them. Hsu Fengnian didn't have a good impression of this unruly woman. At this moment, he thought that no matter how annoying a woman was, she still had a soft heart. Perhaps Hu Chunya would never know that her most likable moment was not when she wore heavy makeup to get married or when she was high-spirited in Jianghu. Maybe it was this kind of insignificant frown and smile. Hsu Fengnian sat and drank. Great Ancestor Gu drank a bowl of wine and was in high spirits. He looked up at the mountain and saw the green after the snow melted. He said loudly, "Heaven and earth don't care, but the wine does."
Huang Shang drank it all in one gulp. He wiped his mouth and smiled, "It doesn't matter if it's good or not.
Xu Fengnian didn't join in the fun. He just smiled and clinked bowls with Yuan Zuozong and took a sip.
It was reasonable that Caishi Mountain was far away from the downtown area. The forty miles of road into the mountain was narrow and difficult to pass. Otherwise, it would have been suppressed by the government. However, the next twenty miles gave people a feeling of suddenly opening up. The road was paved with large bluestone slabs, which could allow three carriages to drive side by side. It could be seen that Caishi Mountain was very rich. The road was surrounded by green mountains and clear waters. Hu Chunya was talking in a low voice with a middle-aged man who had a high position on the mountain. She turned her head and pointed at Hsu Fengnian from time to time. The man's face was deep and his eyes were fierce. Obviously, he didn't have a good impression of this uninvited guest. Xu Zhan and Zhou Qinhu naturally didn't want to make trouble. However, in Caishi Mountain, Hu Chunya was a well-deserved golden branch and jade leaf. Xu Zhan could remind her, but he didn't want to. Zhou Qinhu wanted to say something, but he knew it was not appropriate. For a moment, the atmosphere on the road was a little strange. As more and more people came to greet Hu Chunya, dozens of riders galloped. Their momentum was not inferior to the soldiers on the Dragon Tail Slope. The voices of "Young Lady" rose one after another, which made Hu Chunya proud.
Especially when a green-robed swordsman with an elegant look rode down the mountain alone and appeared in her sight, Hu Chunya's eyes were wet as if she had been greatly wronged. The swordsman with a good temperament was like a man in his forties. The older he was, the more popular he was. There was an ancient long sword at his waist with two hanging tassels. In addition to the sword, there was also an eye-catching wine pot. The green-robed man bent down on the horse and patted his daughter's head lovingly. Then he cupped his fists and bowed to the crowd. Xu Zhan and Zhou Qinhu, the two juniors, hurriedly bowed back respectfully. Caishi Mountain was rich and had a lot of people. They roamed Jianghu alone and couldn't afford to offend them. Relying on friends outside, especially nameless soldiers roaming Jianghu, was the same principle as a young scholar hoping to make a name for himself in the literary world. They all paid attention to the fact that many hands picked up firewood to make a name for themselves. It was a blessing to be able to form a good relationship. One's reputation depended on one's own efforts and even more so on the support of seniors.
Zhao Hongdan, who had married into Caishi Mountain, knew his daughter's character. She didn't seem to believe in the slandering words at all. Instead, she paid special attention to "Xu Qi". When he went up the mountain, he took the initiative to rein in his horse and said gently, "Chunya is still young. Thanks to Young Master Xu for taking care of her on this trip. I hope Young Master Xu can be frank with me on this visit to Caishi Mountain. Since we've met, we're all brothers and can treat Caishi Mountain as our home."
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Xu Qi has been famous in Quarry Mountain for a long time. Hero Zhao's Ninety-six Drunken Swordsmanship is even more well-known in Jianghu. Xu Qi was really a little nervous before entering the mountain this time. After meeting Hero Zhao, I can finally relax."
Zhao Hongdan laughed heartily and repeated the compliment a few times.
On the sunny side of the mountain, there was a continuous stretch of secluded small buildings with bamboo groves. The scenery was elegant and elegant. It was for the guests of Caishi Mountain to stay. The small buildings were built with small water bamboos. It was warm in winter and cool in summer. Most of the furniture in the buildings were also made with bamboo. There were bamboo flutes, bamboo flutes, bamboo beds, bamboo tables, and even some bamboo root carvings that were made by masters. Zhao Hongdan personally helped the group settle down. Only then did he bring his daughter, Hu Chunya, up the mountain to meet the real owner of Caishi Mountain. After leaving the building, Hsu Fengnian walked along a stone path into the bamboo groves. There were wooden fences on both sides of the path. Along the path, there were large red lanterns hanging on the bamboo groves. Presumably, after the sky turned yellow, the lights stretched out in two continuous lines. It was a rare and beautiful scene. Hsu Fengnian walked and walked until he arrived in front of an ancient temple. The spring water gurgled. The ancient temple was worshiped by the Hu family of Caishi Mountain. It probably wasn't open to visitors outside the mountain. There was a plaque with the words "Multicolored Zen Temple" written on it. The couplet on the door was also very interesting. "If you don't turn back, who will save you? If you can change your mind, why do you need my mercy? "
Turn back.
Hsu Fengnian smiled. He wanted to turn around and go back to his residence. The otherworldly item in the red robe appeared next to him. After recuperating for a while, its two faces had mostly recovered. However, its six arms had turned into five, which made it look even more strange. Hsu Fengnian didn't want to enter the temple, but he didn't want to hurry back either. He walked to the brook outside the temple and squatted on a big rock, listening to the murmuring of the brook. The man and the otherworldly item were in a peaceful state of mind. The otherworldly item lowered its head and saw that Shi Yan's boots were stained with mud. It reached out and gently peeled it off. Hsu Fengnian smiled. "Don't clean it up. It will get dirty when we go back."
However, the otherworldly item was still tirelessly doing this quiet and trivial task.
A child's ear-piercing scream came from behind them.
Ghost! Ghost!
A group of well-dressed children were carrying bamboo baskets and hoes to dig winter bamboo shoots. They had harvested something in the bamboo forest. At this moment, they suddenly saw a woman in red who could turn her face around. Of course, they would think that she was a wild ghost hiding in the bamboo forest.
"Don't be afraid. This is the temple. Let's smash that ghost to death together!"
"Yeah, Dad said that evil can't prevail over good. Ghosts are most afraid of the sound of chanting in the temple. Let's smash it while reciting the Thousand Character Classic."
When a slightly older boy shouted, he threw the hoe in his hand fiercely. The other children echoed and followed suit. The children in the quarry mountain could use medicine to strengthen their bodies at a young age. Their strength was much greater than ordinary children's. Seven or eight hoes were thrown toward the brook. The few girls who were crying also gathered their courage. Their arm strength was relatively weak, so they couldn't throw their hoes to the stream bank. They began to recite the Thousand Character Classic that almost all private schools would make their children memorize when they entered the school. After throwing the hoes, none of them hit the target. The boys began to bend down to pick up lighter stones. Unfortunately, for some reason, whether it was the hoes or the stones, their trajectories were changed. They lost their accuracy and fell around the white-headed ghost and the red-dressed ghost. The children weren't as timid as they were at the beginning. The more they fought, the braver they became. Even the most timid children began to laugh and throw stones as fun. After throwing all the stones around, they switched to the winter bamboo shoots in the bamboo baskets.
Hsu Fengnian's arm was tightly gripped by it. That was why he didn't turn his head.
"Let's go. Let's call Mom and Dad to beat the ghost," a boy ordered.
A little girl glanced at the otherworldly item in the red robe with disdain. She said with disdain, "Ugly! It's really a ghost! "
She called it an ugly monster.
Perhaps it was better than all of Han Diaosi's fierce methods outside Shenwu City.
Hsu Fengnian was about to speak when he turned his head and saw that other than one of its arms tightly gripping his arm, its other four arms were cupping the two faces of joy and compassion. Its fingers were like hooks that seeped with blood. It was as if it wanted to tear off their faces.
He gently raised his hand and pulled down her fingers bit by bit. He looked at the brook and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, letting her head rest on his shoulder.
Her eye sockets were bleeding.
Four streams of blood and tears blurred her two cheeks.
Hsu Fengnian murmured, "Xu Ying, how can you be so beautiful? When I was outside Shenwu City, before I borrowed the Spring and Autumn Sword, I thought, 'It's not bad to die with you.'"
Her face was crying for joy and her face was smiling for compassion.
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