Sword of Coming

Ma Duyi was very thoughtful. In the past few days, he and Zeng Ye often visited the porridge and medicine shops, and discovered some clues. After leaving the city, he finally couldn't help but started to complain, "Mr. Chen, at least 30% of the money we spent was given to the government office." I can see clearly that those officials are pocketing their money, how could you not see that, Mr. Chen, why don't you scold the old county guard?"

Chen Pingan just said, "That's it."

Ma Duyi was almost furious.

Zeng Ye was even more shocked.

The young man really didn't know. How could he see through the twists and turns of official circles.

When Ma Duyi saw that the accountant was silent, he became even more angry, "Mr. Chen! If you do this again, I won't help you next time! Just let Zeng Ye, a silly boy, do the work on his own and see if he won't help you!" "

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, and finally gave Ma Duyi an explanation that was not an explanation, and said slowly: "Since we are doing good things, and the things are generally done, but they are not satisfactory enough, don't be too demanding, greedy for 30% of the money, I I am mentally prepared. In fact, my bottom line is even lower. It is acceptable for the officials in charge of this matter to line their own pockets and steal 40%. No matter if it is 30% or 40%, just treat it as their doing. It’s really a reward for a good thing.”

Ma Duyi never expected such an answer. She wanted to be angry but couldn't, so she just stopped talking.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "If you feel unhappy, as long as you are willing to help Zeng Ye, my bottom line can be changed from 40% to 20%. How about it?"

Ma Duyi was then satisfied and began to ride her horse closer to Zeng Ye. She and the elm-knotted boy patiently explained their experiences and tips one by one.

Chen Ping'an suddenly slowed down his horse's hooves slightly, and took out a long wooden box from his sleeve. The seal writing was simple and simple. It was a small object presented by Tan Yuanyi of Lisu Island. It was regarded as a token of the alliance between the three of them. It was quite rare. It is a small sword tomb of good quality. It is only one finger long. It is extremely compact and easy to carry around. It is used to carry flying swords for communication. However, it is not as flexible as a large sword tomb. The rules are rigid and it can only send and receive at one time. There is a messenger flying sword each. The spiritual energy loss of the warming flying sword is far greater than that of the sword room. But even so, Chen Pingan can easily sell a Grain Rain coin if he is willing, so Chen Pingan will certainly not refuse. Tan Yuanyi’s kindness.

Opening the small wooden box that had been shaking slightly, Chen Pingan received a messenger flying sword from Qingxia Island. The secret message said that after Liu Laocheng of Gongliu Island learned that he was already in Shihao Country, he sent a message to Qingxia Island. As for the island, in one sentence, "Come back to Gongliu Island and discuss the price."

Chen Pingan tightly grasped a piece of snow money, and his spiritual energy dripped into a sword slot in the wooden box like water droplets. Then he pressed a clever mechanism in the wooden box, and the Qingxia Island Flying Sword flew out of the wooden box sword slot and flashed out. Pass away and return to Shujian Lake.

Zeng Ye couldn't take his eyes off it.

Back then, he had worked as a handyman in the simple sword house on Maoyue Island, but this was the first time he had witnessed this small sword tomb that he had only heard of its name but never seen. It was really wonderful.

Ma Duyi was no better.

Chen Pingan put away the wooden box and put it into his sleeves, and exhaled with his hands. This was great news.

As he himself said to Zeng Ye, everything in the world is difficult, and everything has a difficult beginning. Whether you can take the first step and stand firm is crucial.

Chen Pingan formed an alliance with Liu Zhimao, who was supposed to be his enemy, and Tan Yuanyi, the spy of Lisu Island for no reason.

Then he ran to Gongliu Island, personally involved in danger, and dealt with Liu Laocheng.

And by taking this opportunity to visit various places in Shihao Country and "rectify mistakes one by one", we can learn more about the national power of Shihao Country.

Naturally, there is something to be desired.

Chen Pingan had a conversation with Gu Can's mother in the house near the mountain gate of Qingxia Island, but the woman may not have heard it at that time. Many of Chen Pingan's words seemed to be spoken lightly, and she would probably not think deeply about them. , maybe she won’t take it seriously. Her character is actually not complicated. For her and Gu Can, in the suddenly changed Shujian Lake, I hope that Chen Pingan can keep their mother and daughter safe, and that the accountant can remember the past. Love, don't live up to the name "peace".

There are a few sentences in it that relate to "Shu Jian Lake may be different in the future."

Women may not delve into it.

Chen Pingan has already been doing it.

Chen Ping'an had to take care of everything step by step, and he responded to the two half-truths and half-false jokes Liu Laocheng said on the ferry, "Do whatever you can." "What a big ambition."

Because Liu Laocheng had noticed the clues and guessed that Chen Ping'an wanted to fundamentally change the rules of Shujian Lake.

The fake thing takes advantage of the situation and does its best.

Chen Ping'an doesn't talk about the good and evil of people, he is just doing one thing, treating everyone as chess pieces, trying to draw a larger chess shape of his own, from chess pieces to chess shape, and then to chess position.

He hopes that among the big rules of Shujian Lake in the future, he can at least participate in it and formulate the rules.

So Liu Laocheng asked Chen Pingan if he learned chess from Mr. Qi of Lizhu Cave.

That's the truth.

The words between the two sides have actually been a tug-of-war.

There are undercurrents and intrigues in it. On the chessboard, looking for the opponent's spoon, playing unreasonable moves or playing magical moves are all their own particularities.

Whether facing Liu Laocheng, a fifth-level monk on Gongliu Island, or even facing Yuanying Liu Zhimao, Chen Ping'an actually relies on his fists to speak. Once he crosses the line and strays into the dispute between the avenues, blocking the path of any one of them is tantamount to Seeking death, since the disparity in realms is so huge, not to mention reasoning with words won't work, the so-called reasoning with fists is even more seeking death. Chen Ping'an wants something else, what should he do? Then we can only work hard on "cultivating the mind" and carefully guess the weight of all invisible potential chess pieces, their respective demands, bottom lines, temperaments and rules.

If possible, the prince Han Jingling who fled to Shujian Lake, Huang He, the son of the frontier general, and even Su Gaoshan, the general of Dali who was holding the power, Chen Ping'an would all try to do business with them.

The difficulty lies in the fact that compared to trying to make amends for peace of mind and for those ghosts and ghosts to fulfill their wishes, the other game of chess that Chen Pingan is secretly planning is even more difficult. This is the first time that Chen Pingan has tried to use chess. To build a chessboard, the key is not to make a single mistake. One careless move will result in the entire game being lost. This is equivalent to Chen Ping'an playing the biggest spoon.

As for the former, by letting Gu Can, who didn't want to know his mistakes, stop making mistakes and make up for them himself, Chen Ping'an would not lose more than he wasted his time, energy and money, and was actually not walking on thin ice.

But the reason why Chen Pingan, who is extremely good at hiding his emotions, was that even Zeng Ye could detect the subtle ups and downs of Chen Pingan's mood before?

Just after Chen Ping'an saw off Su Xinzhai and the others, he felt an even greater and seemingly unsolvable disappointment lingering in his heart, unable to go away no matter what.

That feeling is not the same as before in the slightly dark Qingxia Island house, when all the ghosts had not been invited out. Just take a look at the Hell Hall of Hell on the table. Before Chen Pingan closed his eyes to rest for a while or went to bed to fall asleep, he felt like Outside the door of the heart, there are countless ghosts crying and howling, knocking on the door, shouting injustice and cursing loudly.

After sending off one after another, Chen Ping'an's disappointment came from the fact that he suddenly discovered something. Among the names of those people who died in vain in the ledgers, the ones that made him feel the most guilty, such as the ones he always felt guilty about. Su Xinzhai, who was obsessed with Huang Lishan and his mentor, just let go of his obsession and chose to leave the world completely. On the contrary, many Chen Ping'an's initial guilt levels were not as good as those of Su Xinzhai's certain names and femininity, and they had more appeals. They would have a lion's last wish, a greed that is common to humans and ghosts, and even deeper resentment after death. Many, many yin objects are temporarily living in the Yama Hall and the imitation glazed pavilion.

In fact, after Chen Pingan made up his mind before, he no longer felt too much guilt, but Su Xinzhai and the others made Chen Pingan feel guilty again, even more and heavier than at the beginning.

That feeling lingers outside the door of the heart, but they outside the door have decided to leave the world. There is no complaint or any abuse, but it is like knocking on the door lightly, and the movement is very light, even like They would worry about disturbing the people inside, and then they would just say the same parting words, "Mr. Chen, I'm leaving."

At this moment.

Chen Ping'an suddenly caught the horse's belly and accelerated forward, exiting the muddy official road and taking a detour to a small hill.

Driving your horse up the hills, the road is uneven.

Chen Pingan reined in his horse and stopped at the top of the hill.

Zeng Ye wanted to pat the horse and follow him, but was stopped by Ma Duyi.

Chen Pingan looked around blankly.

With a sword gourd and a sword around his waist, he can ride on horseback in the wind and snow.

Actually.

Alone, with no one to rely on.

Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye stopped their horses at the foot of Qiu Long for a long time, but there was no sign of Chen Pingan turning their horses' heads.

Ma Duyi, who had previously blocked Zeng Ye, was a little anxious, but Zeng Ye remained patient and unhurried.

Ma Duyi was most disgusted with Zeng Ye's "foolish people have stupid blessings" and "being in blessings but not knowing the blessings". He laughed angrily and said: "You are heartless and heartless. If you have enough food and drink, you will have nothing to worry about."

Zeng Ye was just a timid, stupid and dull boy, so he didn't dare to talk back, and the most important thing was that he didn't even think that Miss Ma was wrong.

Ma Duyi was about to speak.

Chen Ping'an rode downhill and fell into the eyes of Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye. It seemed that Mr. Chen's expression was different.

No longer worried, but the gloom has cleared, and you are still a little happy?

Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye looked at each other.

Chen Pingan took off the sword gourd, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "Continue on your way."

The three horses meandered all the way north.

The road was covered with deep snow, which melted very slowly, and there was almost no greenery in the mountains and rivers, but finally there was some warm sunshine.

I have seen a lot along the way. I saw the legendary Dali border scouts with their old bows, swords and armor. Each of the cavalrymen had no arrogance on their faces, nor any murderous intent on their bodies. They were like river water under the ice, flowing slowly and silently. . The Dali scouts only looked at the three of them for a moment, then whizzed by, making the tall boy with courage rising to his throat wait until the team of scouts were dozens of steps away before he dared to breathe normally.

We also saw groups of wealthy motorcades heading south in a hurry, in an endless stream. From the guards to the coachman, and occasionally opening the curtains to peek at the faces of the three riders on the roadside, everyone felt in danger.

Zeng Ye saw Mr. Chen parked on the side of the road. He waited until the convoy had gone away before continuing on his way. Then he saw a small box that rolled to the ground and the owner had no time to care about it. Chen Ping'an got off his horse and opened the box to see that there was something inside. Open one of the ancient books at random. There are several book seals on the seal, different dynasties, different fonts, and different readers. Chen Ping'an held the box, looked back, thought for a while, and did not return the abandoned book box. He temporarily put it into something close by and continued on his way.

Ma Duyi was at a loss for words and joked: "Hey, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person and just take it as your own?"

It was rare for Zeng Ye to have the courage to say something outright, "Things that others don't want are still books. Are they just left in the mud and ruined?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "They are on their way to escape. If you delay their journey for even a moment, there will be unpredictable results."

Zeng Ye glanced at Ma Duyi.

Ma Duyi rolled his eyes.

After that, a woman's fetus was inhabited by the fox-skin beauty talisman. In a small county that had not suffered a war, she used a slightly unfamiliar local accent to ask people all the way, and finally found a high-ranking mansion. The four of them found an inn to stay. That night Chen Pingan first put away the talisman and sneaked into the mansion quietly, then took it out again and asked her to show up. Finally, they met the handsome scholar who had left his hometown for Beijing to take the exam. The scholar is now An old Confucian scholar who is nearly fifty years old, holding a young legitimate son who is sleeping slightly, is exchanging cups with several official friends. His eyebrows are flying, and his friends are congratulating him one after another, celebrating this person's blessing in disguise, getting acquainted with a great Li. The school captain was promoted to the third highest position in the county. His friends joked about never forgetting old friends after getting rich. The old Confucian scholar, who was not wearing a new official uniform, laughed.

The fox-skinned woman's expression was gloomy, as if she didn't recognize the scholar who was her childhood sweetheart, maybe because she was no longer young.

After leaving the mansion, the fox-skin beauty Yin Wu walked on the quiet street with Mr. Chen.

Chen Pingan suddenly said: "That child looks more like his father, what do you think?"

The woman hummed and suddenly became happy, "It seems so!"

After that, leaving the small county town that the Li cavalry looked down upon, the three cavalry continued north.

In a small county town where he had to stop to buy groceries, Chen Ping'an passed by a larger gold and silver shop. He had already passed by it, hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked into it.

Among them were two old men and two young men, both shop assistants, busy on their own.

Chen Pingan took out a gold ingot with the national official seal and converted it into official silver and a pile of copper coins.

The old masters in the two shops did not interfere and let the young apprentices they brought out to work. The master led them in to practice in private and in the market. The adopted son would still look forward to being able to provide for him in the future. Of course, the master should bring out the apprentices. A promising disciple who is smart and can help. Two teenagers of about the same age, one with a clumsy mouth, similar to Zeng Ye, and the other with lively eyebrows. As soon as Chen Ping'an stepped across the threshold, the smart young man looked at the guest from head to toe, back and forth twice.

Chen Pingan gave the gold ingots and took the official silver and copper coins at a slightly higher price according to the current market conditions in Shihao Country. During the conversation, he first spoke the official dialect of the Zhu Ying Dynasty. The two young men were a little confused. Chen Pingan then spoke with the same unfamiliar tone. Shi Haoguo spoke Mandarin, and then the transaction was smooth, and Chen Pingan left the shop.

In the shop, after the man in cotton robe left the shop.

The dull boy was still immersed in the joy of making money for the shop, and then he kicked his best friend who had grown up together. Following the latter's gaze, the dull boy discovered that the two of them were bickering and quarreling almost all the time. The respective masters sat together for the first time and discussed the matter seriously.

After Chen Pingan returned to Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye, Ma Duyi asked with a smile: "In a small county town, there are only two qi practitioners in such a small shop?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "They should be selecting disciples, and each of them has chosen a young man."

Ma Duyi curled his lips and said: "How good a seedling can be found by two old monks who have been in the cave realm."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Isn't that enough for me?"

Ma Duyi snorted coldly.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and said: "If I guessed correctly, one of the two old men should be a monk in the sea-viewing realm, and the other might even be a monk in the dragon gate realm. It's just that the two old men noticed you early, so it's very difficult for them to do so. He quickly hid his Qi and deliberately made you think that he was in the Cave Realm. As for why he didn’t just pretend to be an old man from the market, he probably felt that in such a remote and small place with thin spiritual energy, two Dongfu Realm monks were enough to scare us across the river. It’s like a dragon, but it’s not too shocking, so it can be said that they are all from the old world.”

Ma Duyi's eyes lit up and she said: "Mr. Chen, what if people just think that we are here for them? For example, to poach their corners? Mr. Chen, I think it is inappropriate for you to enter the store."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "So we outsiders, after buying the groceries, set off immediately on the road. Also, we agreed in advance that when we left the county gate, remember not to look around, and just keep our heads down and rush, so as to save them. Suspicious.”

Ma Duyi was a little confused because she still didn't understand why Chen Pingan walked into that shop. This was not the accountant's usual style.

Chen Ping'an asked Zeng Ye to go to a shop to buy things alone, and he and Ma Duyi led their horses to park on the street outside, and explained softly: "What if the two old men are not here to recruit disciples? Not only are they not Immortal Masters of Genealogy, they are even Shanze Are there evil cultivators among wild cultivators? So I went inside the shop and took a second look. It didn’t look like some evil cultivators with ulterior motives. As for the more evil cultivators, since I couldn’t tell, I wouldn’t care about them.”

Ma Duyi sighed, with a smile in his eyes, and complained: "Mr. Chen, are you tired of thinking about so many things every day? But when I heard it, I felt tired."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Thinking about this won't bother me. But when I think about you being so stubborn and refusing to return the talisman paper every day, I have to count on my fingers every day how many extra snow coins I have spent, it will bother me."

Ma Duyi said angrily: "It's so boring!"

Chen Ping'an put his hands in his sleeves and smiled but said nothing.