People sit in the southern sky and watch the ages

Chapter 233 Treating "Mencius"

The whistling storm at the end of summer came and went quickly. Before ordinary people noticed it, Longkoudu had returned to its former peace.

As far as changes are concerned, there are indeed, and there are many.

The young knights who stayed in the Wenrou Township of Lihua Lane did not leave. Usually, when the weather is sunny and sunny, they always invite them to compete in Jingyuetan and Mingcang River.

This made the buskers lose their business, and made the fishermen who were good at rowing laugh.

The majestic Haihe gang disappeared overnight, and even the head of the Lu gang who was rumored to be joining the Lu family and the Lu family disappeared. The vast Haihe gang built a huge dock and recruited countless workers every day. It is said that it is to build a ship, a large ship that can go to sea.

The current Lord Chenghuang in Chenghuang Street appeared and built a majestic temple overnight, which not only shared the prosperity of Lihua Lane, but also made the people of Li people feel concerned.

In the future, when we burn incense and pray for gods, we don’t need to go to those Taoist temples a few miles away, because Longkoudu has our own righteous gods.

On the contrary, the familiar Huangji noodle shop in front of the gate of Chenghuang Street has changed its name now, with a serious tone, and it is called "Chenghuang Noodles".

On the first day of each month, the first bowl of ready-made noodles is sent to the Chenghuang Temple with great fanfare as a sacrifice.

The taste of his noodles is as refreshing as before, but the price has increased by five coppers, which makes people feel that he is not kind, but think about it, this is the noodles ordered by the city god. Door-to-door noodles.

This created a strange scene, a group of teenagers and girls in fresh clothes and furious horses were selling bowls of steaming white noodles on the side of the street, talking loudly and repeatedly praising the deliciousness.

But the locals know that although the old man Huang makes good soup noodles, he doesn’t need to spend an extra five cents. If you go south, there is a new noodle shop in two or three streets. Liji Noodle House is the authentic Longkou Ferry soup noodles !
Because the monsters in the Huangyun Mountain Range were suppressed, this originally bleak business route became active, and a new Luoxia Town was built in the Huangyun Mountain Range. It was constantly recruiting people, and it was very lively.

The autumn rural examination was not interrupted by the summer wind and rain. No.1 Wang Jieyuan wrote the quatrain "Deng Wangjiang Tower" at the Minglu Banquet, which inspired the sages to pass on here. Master Chenghuang is much worse.

Everyone understood, and they were a little envious that Wang Mingyang had a good chance, but he exchanged a dilapidated house for the city god to live in, and he should take the Jieyuan, which became an interesting thing that Shilin envied for a while.

On the big sycamore tree in front of the Wangjiang Tower, a blue bird, a peacock, quite understands human nature, stands on the sycamore tree tens of feet high, and often observes people. Some people say that it was sent by the demon clan. A spy, but a wild Taoist went to catch a demon, and was pecked by a peacock, so he stopped talking about it.

In front of the bustling ten-mile long street in Jingyuetan, there are many tile houses, and the banners with shop signs are rippling in the cold golden wind.

The sharp-eyed Xiao Er, who was attracting guests in front of the Liyuan gate, greeted a handsome yellow-haired boy in brocade clothes and jade belts, "Mr. Huang, please come inside, let's start the lecture today." Trapped in the Riverside, Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun' is exactly your favorite song!"

The yellow-haired boy smiled slightly, "Reward!"

He threw out a piece of silver at random, and strode up to the private room on the third floor. In the lobby of the Liyuan, the storyteller knocked on the gavel and shouted, "But it is said that the sky is murderous, the stars are changing, the earth is murderous, and dragons and snakes rise." Lu, it was only a while ago that Longkou crossed the catastrophe!"

Behind him, Xiao Er followed in and offered preserved fruit and tea. The young man waved his hands casually, looking at the story below with great interest.

Just when he was listening with great interest, there was a sudden loud noise outside the door, and a group of young men and women in brocade clothes rushed in regardless of the boy's obstruction. The eyes of the leader who saw the iconic yellow hair of the yellow-haired boy lit up.

He clasped his fists and said, "The disciples of the Xiancang sect have heard of Master Changqing's superb Taoism, but they have never seen it. It is really a pity in their lives. I would like to ask Brother Huang to enlighten me."

Huang Feihong breathed out a turbid breath, his brows stretched, and he was calm and arrogant, "Shouldn't you go to Feihu for this matter?"

The young people looked at each other, a little embarrassed, and then said in one voice, "Brother Huang's junior fell asleep during the competition."

Fell asleep?
Huang Feihong looked stunned.

The leading disciple of the Xiancang faction explained, "He continued to compete for nine days, exhausted and fell asleep."

Huang Feihong laughed.

A young and energetic girl couldn't help but exasperatedly said, "I heard that Taoist Changqing said that there are three disciples, there is a dragon, a tiger, and a dog. The tiger and dog are all seen, but the dragon has never been heard of. I am afraid that the name does not match the truth."

Huang Feihong suppressed his smile and shook his head slightly, "I don't want to compete."

"Why? Don't you dare? Afraid of weakening the name of Taoist Changqing?"

The girl said excitedly, puffing out her chest.

"No, I'm afraid I'll kill you."

A touch of scarlet flashed across Huang Feihong's black and white eyes, and his eyes condensed into knives, slashing directly at the altar of everyone in front of him.

"careful!"

The leading Xiancang sect disciple let out a low cry, and the two-inch solid altar above his head expanded, trying to cover this illusory 'eye knife'.

The true meaning of Lingtai is condensed and turned into a winged flying bear. The true meaning of the mountain and the true meaning of Lanfeng are completely consistent.

But before his true intentions changed, Fei Xiong bestowed the head on his eyes.

Boom, boom, he took three steps back, cold sweat kept breaking out from his forehead.

The true meaning is invisible, although Fei Xiong was killed, but this is closer to the fact that his own true meaning is too illusory and unsubstantiated, and he collapsed himself the moment before he was killed.

Why is the difference so big?

The leading Xiancang sect disciple took a deep breath, suppressed the wound on the Lingtai, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your enlightenment."

After all, he slightly leaned against the junior brother next to him, his whole body was weak, and he used a secret method to transmit sound, "Hurry up, he will really kill us!"

The junior brother was terrified, but he still believed in the judgment of the senior brother, without hesitation, greeted his companions, and left the teahouse quickly.

After everyone retreated, An Yuner went upstairs and gave Huang Feihong a complicated look.

Huang Feihong also glanced at An Yuner, "Why?"

His whereabouts are only known to the teacher's disciples, and the disciples of the Xiancang sect found him so clearly, obviously someone led the way.

An Yun'er was expressionless, "I lost, but I don't want the teacher to lose face, so I brought them to you."

Changqing Taoist passed on three disciples, one dragon, Huang Feihong, who sits in the Shura Four Jue blood formation, blocking the Nine Dragons from moving to the sea formation.

A tiger and a flying tiger, the sword picks the dragon's mouth to cross the first floor, and has not lost a single defeat so far.

There is nothing to say about the dog An Yuner, who is like a family dog.

Huang Feihong frowned and sighed, "Don't worry, the teacher will not forget this matter. Although Feihu and I have a chance, there is a big risk in the chance."

An Yuner felt bitter in her heart. I was willing to take a big risk, even if it was a huge risk. Do you know what it's like to be a middle-aged person while wearing the identity of a teacher?

Huang Feihong saw An Yuner's suffering. After all, he was from the same school. Maybe the teacher really had a lot of things and forgot about it?
He got up, and muttered to himself, "Go, go and see that idiot Feihu, and then the three of us will go to the teacher. After such a month, the teacher has been carefree on his own. I have a lot of questions about Taoism. To ask."

When An Yuner heard this, her heart warmed up, she nodded her head heavily, "En."

In Heming Academy, in Xu Sanyou's small courtyard, the golden wind blows away the trees, but the Chinese bamboos in the courtyard are more tall and straight, full of vitality, like a spring day.

Li Changqing and He Jiuzhang played a game of chess, while Wang Mingyang and Jin Buhuan watched from the sidelines.

He Jiuzhang said with a smile, "I heard that your tiger apprentice fell down on the ring from exhaustion. This is an anecdote in the world."

Li Changqing raised his eyebrows slightly, how could such a smart person accept such a stupid apprentice, but he still remained calm, "Young man, try it out more, and learn more about the mysteries of Taoism in the world, it will be good for his future practice. "

He Jiuzhang shook his head slightly, and continued to look at the chessboard.

Suddenly, in the distance, a ruddy-faced True Monarch of the Three Calamities wearing a luxurious python robe and holding an imperial edict landed in front of the mountain gate of Heming Academy. To show respect, he did not appear directly in the small courtyard. This is Changqing Daoist Mentor Xu Sanyou's former residence.

Whether it's out of respect for Taoist Changqing or for Xu Sanyou, the late great Confucian, it's not good to directly use supernatural powers here.

Seeing the Three Calamities True Monarch walking towards the courtyard step by step, the people in the courtyard didn't bother to stand up and walked to the door to meet him.

"I've seen Mr. Huang."

Huang Chang's face was full of smiles, and he waved his hands again and again, "Daoist Changqing is honorable, how can you get up and greet your slaves?"

Faced with this true king of the three disasters who had the least pretensions of the true king of the three disasters, Li Changqing sighed in his heart. It was really admirable and terrifying for Tianhou to let a true king of the three disasters do this for her.

"Changqing Daoist, there is an imperial decree."

Huang Chang didn't use the imperial edict, but the imperial edict.

Jin Buhuan next to him chuckled, "Do you need us to prepare an incense table?"

In this catastrophe, although the Empress Dowager had no faults, Cui Mingcang was more gambler, until the last moment, he put all his wealth on Li Changqing.

Compared to Tianhou, Li Changqing is naturally closer to Cui Mingcang, so Jin does not use the word "us" instead.

Huang Chang smiled and said nothing.

The battle of words has no meaning at their level.

Li Changqing thought for a while, then cupped his hands to the sky, "I respectfully invite Sheng An."

The smile on Huang Chang's face spread, he opened the imperial decree, and read it word by word.

"Fengtian carries the emperor, the edict said."

"There is a way to be evergreen, meritorious deeds tell the world, five virtues are united, the whole country praises meritorious deeds, Feng Bingbi Zhongshu Lang, summoned by bus, and enters Beijing after autumn."

After listening to the imperial decree, Li Changqing's face remained unchanged, He Jiuzhang looked clear, Jin Buhuan frowned, and Wang Mingyang looked confused.

Huang Chang put together the imperial decree and handed it over, "Your Majesty, the Queen of Heaven, if he is assisted by a Taoist priest, he will surely become a wise king."

Li Changqing took the imperial edict and said calmly, "I'll try."

Seeing Li Changqing receiving the decree, Huang Shang felt the last stone in his heart fall, he didn't care about the "deception of the emperor" in his mouth at all, "Xu Daru must also hope to see Changqing Daoist priest assisting a Dao Mingjun, following the will of heaven, and following the will of the heavens. Peace of mind."

Li Changqing smiled, "Teacher treats Mencius."

The smile on Huang Chang's face froze, and his thoughts were mixed for a while, making it difficult for him, the most talkative True Lord of the Three Calamities, to accept these words, and he could only bow his hands in the end.

"Boss Huang, wait."

"What else is the Taoist priest?"

Li Changqing took out a pot of peonies that were blooming brilliantly, Huang Chang's pupils shrank, and he almost lost his composure, "Mr. is useless?"

As the Queen of Heaven's attendant, of course he knew what this pot of peonies represented.

This is the Heavenly Empress' inheritance of the holy way. If Li Changqing did not accept it, how would he gather the holy virtue?

Li Changqing passed the peony over again, "The teacher cured "Mencius", so he gave me more choices, and also gave people in the world more choices. I hope that you will be like the son of today, and the sage will be the king."

Huang Chang felt that these words were more thorny than Cui Mingcang's, and this peony was extremely heavier than the water of the lake and sea.

What should I do if today's world is not holy?
No, I can't think about this question.

Huang Chang breathed a sigh of relief, and took Peony, "I will report the conversation with the Taoist priest today to the Queen of Heaven."

Li Changqing said with a smile, "Don't tell the boss, the Queen of Heaven knows, after all, she is always innocent."

After watching the Three Calamities True Monarch leave, Wang Mingyang pondered for a moment and expressed his confusion, "Why did the imperial court belittle the Daoist priest, and he was just a scholar with a pen?"

He Jiuzhang coughed, "Jian'an used to be Bingbi Zhongshulang, and he left too many regrets in this position."

Wang Mingyang showed it clearly, no wonder it was in this position.

For Confucianism, the righteousness of master-student inheritance is the most important.

He Jiuzhang thought for a while, and said to Li Changqing, "Changqing, although the Empress Dowager did not perform well in Longkoudu this time, she is definitely prepared to back up. Even if Cui Mingcang loses, she will not really let Longkoudu go. In crisis, it's just that we didn't follow her ideas."

At this time, he even secretly blamed his old friend Xu Jian'an in his heart. The world is already so chaotic, and it's hard to see the dawn. If Changqing can assist Mingjun and have Tianhou to guide him, why worry about the uncertainty of the world.

Xu Jianan, what did you say to Changqing in the end?
Li Changqing looked at the blue sky and the white sun in the distance, "Dean He, the world never follows the will of one person, and the world belongs to the people of the world."

"The teacher gave me more choices, and I also want to give people in the world more choices."

Having gone through later generations, Li Changqing certainly knows that monarchy is not the only choice, but he is not sure now whether this era is suitable for a system without monarchy.

This is very different. Of course, Li Changqing will not blindly think that the system on the earth is good and the monarchy system is backward. In different times and different worlds, the systems created by these people are both good and bad, and will adapt to the changes of the times.

But since it is a system created by people, it is natural for people to choose it, not a family.

Li Changqing withdrew his gaze, looked at Wang Mingyang, and said with a smile, "It seems that we are going to Beijing together this time."

Wang Mingyang Zhong Jieyuan naturally wants to go to Beijing to prepare for the examination next spring.

Wang Mingyang looked happy, cupped his hands and said, "It's my good fortune to be able to swim with the Taoist priest."

Li Changqing nodded, and the figure in the blue Taoist robe disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)