The mountains are towering and the mountains are steep and ridges are rolling. Ouyang Ni is in a bad mood during this period and is often drowsy and has a bad rest in the carriage. Jinyue helped her cover her quilt and lay next to her to rest. Ouyang Ni took a break for a while, slowly sat up her delicate body, held her forehead with her jade hand and said: I don’t want to sleep anymore...
Jinyue whispered: Master, you are too tired, so you might as well sleep for a while.
Ouyang Ni brought the gourd next to her and drank a few sips of water, and whispered: No, after falling asleep, I always have some strange dreams.
Jin Yue said: If you have something to think about the day and dream about it at night, it would be better if the owner of the museum should not think about it randomly.
Ouyang Ni rolled up her sleeves and lifted the curtain, enjoying the scenery on the roadside, and didn't know what was wrong in front of her, so the carriage stopped. Jin Yue looked outside and said, "It seems that General Zhu is talking to whom."
Ouyang Ni said: Let’s go down and have a look.
Jin Yue said: OK.
The two women got out of the car and walked forward together. They vaguely saw a Taoist priest wearing a hat and holding a whisk standing in the mist and rain. Ouyang Ni stopped her delicate body and said: Taoist priest, where are you going?
When Zhu Lin heard Ouyang Ni's sweet voice, he hurriedly turned around and said: Master Murong!
When Zhu Lin turned around, the Taoist priest's face clearly reflected in his eyes. He saw his long silver-white hair, simple clothes, and a bit of vicissitudes of life rushing towards him. His whole temperament was extremely precious. When he saw Ouyang Ni, he hugged the whisk and raised his hand and bowed: Wuliang Tianzun...
Although Ouyang Ni had never met Murong Ji, she had a very detailed understanding of the Northern King's prince. She had long known that after Murong Ji's mission went to Taizhou, Murong Ji was not concerned about the world and became a monk. Unexpectedly, she saw this prince with her own eyes. Now she was wearing simple Taoist uniforms and long silver-white hair. When she stood in front of her, she was a little stunned.
Murong Ji sighed softly: Although General Baru is incompatible with the northern country, he has a deep grudge. Not to mention that I am a monk, the grudges in the world have been clearly defined, and I respect the general's loyalty and righteousness. Unfortunately, when General Baru of your country died of illness, I felt deeply regretful and came to see him for the last time.
Ouyang Ni was a little sad and said quietly: The prince is already a monk, and these grievances in the past will naturally disappear. If General Baru knew about it, he would be happy for it.
Murong Ji held the whisk in his arms and said: "When a person dies, the owner must not be too sad, and take care of his jade body."
Ouyang Ni walked forward, reached out and gently held Murong Ji's palm with his jade hand, staring at his face and said: The prince has traveled all over the world for ten years, and has seen the joys and sorrows of the world, and has suffered from ups and downs. The museum is a practitioner of Taoism, and I hope the prince can achieve the right path as soon as possible.
Murong Ji said: I have seen through the vicissitudes of the world. I have traveled all over the world for ten years, traveled all over the mountains, rivers and lands, and witnessed many joys and sorrows with my own eyes. Today, I saw that the owner looked quite haggard. I also hope that the owner should take care of his jade body and not be too sad.
Ouyang Ni held his palm tightly and said: Since the prince is going to Feilong Pass, you might as well take the same car with me.
Zhu Lin also said: The prince should talk to my house owner.
Murong Ji thought for a while and said: Oh my god, it’s better to obey your orders than respect.
Ouyang Ni sent Jinyue to Feilong Pass to prepare first. He rode a horse with Murong Ji. Zhu Lin was also in the car. Zhu Lin said: The prince is a noble person in the world, but he is willing to go through the storms and resolutely become a monk. This is really admirable. He has the ambition to retire with my princess.
Murong Ji shook his head and said: Not to mention that Princess Qingqing in Dingzhou was originally a pure and innocent fairy in the sky. She was noble and intelligent and kind, which made all the women in the world pale in front of her. Now she is far away from the world. Even the owner is also a Taoist practitioner. If you are in a chaotic world, you can't help but hope that those who practice Taoism in the world will see through life and death early after the chaos and ascend to the fairy world.
Zhu Lin said: What are the plans of the prince in the future?
Murong Ji pondered: I plan to go to the demon world.
Zhu Lin frowned and said: In a dangerous place in the demon world, the prince is moving forward alone, how can he do it!
Murong Ji held the whisk in his arms and said indifferently: I, a monk, go wherever I go. Although the demon world is dangerous, there is still a saint who presides over justice.
Zhu Linqi said: The Nine Heavens of the Demon Realm are unruly and fierce. The Saint of Yaoxue is just a weak woman, how could she control the huge demon realm? I have been thinking for a long time, but I know very little about the demon realm. I also ask the prince to solve his doubts.
Murong Ji shook his head and said: Your country’s words are wrong!I think Princess Qingqing of your country was also a woman, and didn’t she also lead hundreds of thousands of troops to control the country?
Zhu Lin said: Could it be that Saint Yaoxue can compare with my princess?
Murong Ji nodded and shook his head again and said: Saint Yaoxue is the number one beauty in the demon world. She has a very high prestige in the Ninth Heaven. Just like Princess Qingqing, she is also a noble goddess in the eyes of the world and cannot be violated.
Ouyang Ni said: Everyone knows that my sister does not get everything with her beauty.
Murong Ji said: I naturally know that the Saint of Yaoxue is high above and is kneeling down by the people of the demon world, but in fact, there is a very disagreement between the Saint of Yaoxue and the Nine Heavens.
Zhu Lin suddenly said: In this way, may the Saint Yao Xue be controlled by the Ninth Heaven?
Murong Ji said: That's also possible.
Zhu Lin said: If this is the case, people will understand a little bit.
When the carriage passed by a tea stall, three of them got off the car to drink tea. There was a businessman around the tea stall who was hearing about the storytelling, and only heard the storytelling's eyebrows were dancing and his beards were staring at him. It was a strange story.
It is said that in the end of the dynasty, natural disasters and man-made disasters followed one after another. Inside, the princes were separatist and the fight was fought for hegemony, and outside, the peasant army continued to revolt. At that time, thieves were on the rise, and the melee lasted for more than seventy years. The whole world was full of life, and the people were living in poverty. During the day, the yin energy covered the sky and the sun, and the wild mountains and rivers were covered with white bones. At night, demons and ghosts were rampant, breaking into the people's homes to eat human flesh, flesh and blood skeletons were scattered in the pot, and some people even fed each other. It was really terrible.
But in such a chaotic world, there are really scholars who are not afraid of hardships and dangers to take the exam. This scholar is named Yang, and he has passed down several generations of one generation. Although his family is poor, he has ambition. He has accumulated a lot of money at home after ten years of hard work. He went to take the exam without fear of dangers. At that time, the scholar was unable to tie a chicken and was too thin. Sometimes when he met someone who went to take the exam, he often walked in groups to make peace. But he said that he was walking between the mountains and hills at noon. The red sun was above his head, and the sun was extremely hot. It made people sweat profusely and they wanted to squeeze people dry. Yang Sheng frequently wiped away the sweat from his forehead. Every time he looked up, he saw a small path of sheep intestines sandwiched between two mountains. There were no one on both sides of the road, and the heat waves on both sides were like ghost roads. There were countless strange peaks and rocks on his head. A big red sun was extremely hot, making people sweat and their clothes were red!
Yang Sheng walked alone among these high mountains and ridges. Unpredictable that a strange wind blows from where it blows. When the wind and sand are rolling, fallen leaves roll in. The fascinating people can't open their eyes. The scholar hurriedly stretched out his sleeves to cover it. The strange wind came quickly and went quickly, but it made Yang Sheng even more tired. A drowsy feeling gradually came. Yang Sheng tried hard to cheer up and recited the song of righteousness loudly: Heaven and earth have righteousness, and the world is mixed with manifolds.
The lower part is the river and the upper part is the sun and the upper part is the sun and the upper part is the sun and star.
It is said to others that it is vast and vast.
The imperial road should be clear and free, and Hanhe Tu Ming Court.
When I am poor, I see it, and I will see it one by one.
In Qi Taishi Jian, in Jin Donghu's pen.
In the Qin Dynasty, in the Suwu Festival in the Han Dynasty.
He was the head of General Yan and the blood of Shizhong Ji.
It is Zhang Suiyang's teeth and Yan Changshan's tongue.
Maybe it is a Liaodong hat, and the Qing Dynasty is a Li Bingxue.
Maybe it is a role model for the army, and ghosts and gods cry heroic.
Maybe he grazes the Hu Jie generously in order to cross the river.
Or it is to hit the thief's scepter, and the head is broken.
This is the magnificent spirit and the magnificent will last forever.
When it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death are at peace.
The earthly lies on the basis of its preservation, and the heavenly lies on its preservation.
The Three Bonds are actually based on fate, and morality is its root.
Alas, I am not good at Yang Jiu, but I am not good at Li.
The prisoner of Chu was a crown of his crown, and he was sent to the north.
The cauldron is as sweet as you can, and you cannot find it if you want it.
The dark room is full of ghost fire, and the spring courtyard is closed and the sky is dark.
The same soap is made of cows and horses, and the chickens are eaten by phoenixes.
Once the fog is hidden, it is divided into barren ditches.
In this way, no matter how cold or heat is, all kinds of troubles can be solved by themselves.
I am sad and sad to hang out, and I am happy for my country.
How can there be other cleverness? Yin and Yang cannot be thieves.
Looking up at this, I looked up at the white clouds.
My heart is sad, but the sky is so extreme.
The philosopher is far away, and the punishments are in the past.
Read books on the wind eaves, and read ancient roads.
As the saying goes, there is a bright and righteous spirit in the world. The so-called evil does not suppress righteousness. A song of righteous spirit is written by a famous minister Wen Tianxiang. The song is excited and the righteous spirit is filled with the body. The evil demons and monsters are afraid of it. When Yang Sheng's chant of righteous spirit comes, the echoes in the valley are endless, and Yang Sheng's spirit is also rejuvenated. Just as he is about to move forward, he suddenly heard a clear cry behind his back: The gentleman walks slowly...
The scholar was already thin and timid. In the wilderness, there was no village in front and no shop in the back. There was no one around. A scream suddenly came from behind. Even the brave man was a little timid. The scholar felt cold sweat, his back was a little wet. He looked back with trembling and saw that in the wilderness, there was a beautiful young man in brocade clothes, who was like Pan An, and had a look of Song Yu, but his face was quite soft, wearing a purple-robed belt, a precious sword hanging on his waist, and holding a jujube horse in his hand. This horse was really extraordinary, with its macaque hair as blood.
After the young master, there were many servants, and there were beautiful concubines following him. The scholar was timid and left. The young master clasped his fists and said with a smile: I thought that no one from the same classmate on the way to the exam would inevitably be lonely. I am very glad to meet a fellow friend in the wilderness.
Yang Sheng replied: I dare not...
The young man walked up, held his hand and smiled: I see that the gentleman was staggering just now, his soul was confused, it was obvious that the sky was too hot and the sun was sunbathed. Now I have a good horse, please give me a try.
Yang Sheng looked embarrassed and hurriedly refused: He is not good at riding a horse.
The young master said: What are the worries about this?I am a docile horse by nature and it is also his blessing to be able to carry scholars for a long time.
At the warm invitation, Yang Sheng refused again and again, so he had to ride on the horse. When he accidentally saw the prince's concubine, his eyes lit up. He saw that the concubine behind him had a cloud of hair and a melon-shaped face, and was wearing a light-coat skirt. A bra under his neck wrapped around two soft breasts. It seemed that he noticed Yang Sheng's gaze. The concubine was displeased and turned her face, which made Su's breast squeeze out a seductive cleavage, making her even more delicate and lustful. She felt a swaying in her heart.
The young master was hospitality and called himself a family of officials in the south. He went to the capital to take the exam and visit relatives. He claimed that his uncle was a senior official of the court. His words showed the intention of being able to go to high school this time. Yang Sheng was envious and was discouraged for a moment. The young master was enthusiastic and also called his brother and brother in his words. He also said that he would help him when he was in trouble. He said that he would like to meet him too late.
Yang Sheng was completely unpredictable and had a great conversation with the young master. After walking for most of the day, he walked out of the mountain and came to a deserted town. There were few individual customers in front of several wild shops in the town, mostly scholars who were taking the exam. The setting sun was as bloody as the town, and there was a smell of meat floating in the town. Yang Sheng had not eaten meat for many years and was salivating. A setting sun reflected on the desolate road. The flag of the store was dilapidated. A bald man with a bone-cutting knife under the straw shed was chopping meat. Several wild dogs nearby were fighting for bones. Yang Sheng looked at the flag with three words, "The smell of dog meat!
Dog meat is the most sexually hot, and dog meat is the most delicious. People who have never eaten dog meat will never eat dog meat. People who have eaten dog meat will never forget it for their whole life. On a hot day, a bowl of dog meat will flow with long nose bleeding, which will be full of pleasure.
The meat smell was really tempting. The young master arranged for someone to live in a wild shop. The shopkeeper was a woman from Boss Xu. She was beautiful, beautiful and had a bad temper.
Yang Sheng was worried that the money was tight, and the young master paid him the house without asking, and asked for a lot of wine and food. Many scholars in the wild shop came over to meet the young master. The young master spoke very noblely and spoke well, and the person who spoke very happy.
Yang Sheng was so rich that he had a lot of money in his clothes. He took out needles and thread in the room to sew clothes. After sewing for a while, the shop lady came in and brought the bedding. When she saw Yang Sheng sewing clothes, she sarcastically said: Do men also sew clothes?
Yang Sheng stood up and took the bedding and thanked him. The shop girl showed disdain and said: "The poor scholar has many rules. Men are not the material for sewing clothes. Let Qiuniang help you."
It turned out that her name was Qiuniang. Her husband died early and left her alone as a widow. She opened a shop in this broken place to make a living. Qiuniang was in her thirties and could be said to be a half-mile, with charm and beautiful eyebrows and eyes. She always talked with disdain. Under the candle, Qiuniang sewed her clothes cross-legged, biting thick lines in her mouth, and a few long hair fell under her neck, and her chest exuded the plumpness of a mature woman. Yang Sheng accidentally saw that Qiuniang's neck was soft, and the spring light suddenly ejaculated. Has he seen such spring scenery?
The embarrassing saliva stuck in his mouth and vomited, and it was neither right to swallow. Qiu Niang sewed the clothes seriously. Suddenly, she saw Yang Sheng embarrassed, so she noticed under her collar and sneered: Am I not old, right?
Yang Sheng was embarrassed and couldn't speak. Qiu Niang stretched out her hand to touch his thigh, touched a hard thing, held it with one hand and stroked it a few times: He is gentle, but the thing below is really scary.
The root of the sheep's life was held by someone, and his face was red with shame for a moment. He felt that the woman could not express the benefits of her hand stroked, and she was extremely embarrassed. She looked down at her under the candlelight. Although this woman was not as beautiful as a young man and concubine, and was not stained with the beauty of the dust, her eyebrows and eyes were flowing, and her face was slightly flushed, and her charm was still there. Qiu Niang stroked the sheep's penis and cursed in a low voice: The poor scholar has such a treasure. It seems that people really can't look good!
The sheep became lustful, and the man's instinct almost wanted to throw her down and ravage her hard, but he felt that he had read the books of sages, so how could he communicate with this city woman?
Isn’t I just looking forward to high school and marrying a beautiful wife to honor my ancestors for ten years?
Qiu Niang stroked and saw that he didn't move, and cursed and walked out of the room!
It started raining heavily that night, with lightning and thundering. The mountains above the head were lightning and shaking the night sky. Yang Sheng woke up and was hungry. He wanted to go to the dog meat shop during the day. He gritted his teeth and took an umbrella and ran all the way to buy meat. Several tattered tables and stools. Yang Sheng came from the heavy rain with an umbrella in a mess. The man selling meat took the knife to chop the meat and brought a bowl of dog meat. A plate of longans. He sat on the threshold to watch the rain. He was smoking a dry cigarette in his mouth. Yang Sheng wrinkled his nose and ate it. It felt delicious and his tongue was about to melt. He swallowed it voraciously. He remembered how scholars could eat this kind of thing?
While feeling upset, I ate a lot. When I finished the checkout, I lowered my head and said: Scholars value etiquette the most, so don’t...
At this point, he couldn't speak. The bald man ignored him coldly and stuttered, but he didn't expect that in the heavy rain outside the door, the noble man walked over with a paper umbrella with a smile on his face and said: I walked into a store and wanted to buy a bowl of meat, but the owner told me that this is not what you scholars should eat. If someone knows about it, I'm afraid others will laugh at me.
I moved into a wild shop and wanted to sew it myself when my clothes were torn, but the shop girl held my hand and told me that sewing and sewing is not what you scholars should do. If someone knows it, someone will probably laugh at me!
This is a Korean folk song that was sung again. After listening to it, Yang Sheng was ashamed. The young master smiled and put it on the table. He held a small jar of wine and put it on the table. He said: People live for a lifetime, and the past is clouds and mists. Why stick to the common principles? I have good wine. Let me drink it with you tonight!
He opened his mouth and asked to buy dog meat. Yang Sheng sat down in shame and said: But he was hungry, how could he bear it...
The young master shook his head and said, "If you are hungry, you will naturally have to eat. Who doesn't eat when you are hungry?"Even the saints say that food, sex and nature are the nature of human nature. What's the use of hard suppressing it?
Yang Sheng sighed: It’s all my fault for insulting scholars’ moral character, and I feel very upset.
The young master smiled and said: This gentleman is such a bad thing. What kind of evil thing is eating dog meat that insults people??
Yang Shengqi said: What do you say that?
The young master said with a smile: Just like today’s chaos, where is the etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame in the books of sages?Thieves on earth are robbing the people everywhere. Where is the book of sages?The robbers hide in the mountains, whistling in the mountains, and they always go down the mountain to plunder and flee, scrambling at home, regardless of the age, young, sickness and weakness. Can you tell them the great principle of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha?It is all due to human nature. Everyone knows that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. If you have a clear conscience, why not be afraid of others pointing fingers!
Yang Sheng angrily said: "All nonsense!"
After saying that, Yang Sheng shook his sleeves and left. The young master played with the wine glass and said with a smile: "Is sad coming, sad coming?"
If the master has wine, don’t pour it. Listen to my song of sadness.
If you don’t chant or laugh when you feel sad, no one in the world knows my heart.
You have several buckets of wine, but I have a three-foot piano.
The music of the piano and the music of wine are together, and a cup is worth a thousand gold.
Sorrow comes, sorrow comes.
Although the sky is long and the earth is long, the hall should not be kept.
How much can wealth and honor last for a hundred years? It can be achieved by life and death at one time.
The lonely ape sits in the grave and cries last month, and must finish the wine in the glass.
Sorrow comes, sorrow comes.
The phoenix will not reach the river without map, and the vein will leave Jizi slave.
Emperor Han did not remember General Li, but King Chu let him go.
Sorrow comes, sorrow comes.
Li Si of the Qin family had long regretted it, and his false reputation was pushed beyond his body.
Fan Zi never loved the world, and he retired by success and fame.
A sword is a man's use, and a book can tell the name.
Hui Shi refused to do ten thousand chariots, and the divine style may not be able to be able to lose one sutra.
You must also get Fang Bo from a black head, and don’t be a Confucian scholar with white heads.
In the heavy rain, Yang Sheng listened to the young master behind him reciting Li Bai's sad song, leaving with shame and anger. Yang Sheng was so angry that he could not return to the wild shop. An evil fire filled his heart. He secretly ran outside the room where the young master lived. The heavy rain was pouring down, and the lightning was lightning and thunder. He ignored the rain that he was soaked in the rain, and pierced the window paper to peek at the young master's concubine. The young master's concubine was bathing in the room. The water vapor was steaming, and the snow body curved beautifully. Yang Sheng was burning his desire to see, but unexpectedly, a lightning and thunder reflected the sky and the earth were pale. The concubine suddenly turned her head and looked at her. A green face with fangs was on her face, her eyes were like torches. Yang Sheng screamed in shock, and turned around to escape. He saw that there was still a living person in the lightning and thunder?
The demons danced around, Qiu Niang leaned against the doors and windows with a sneer on her face...
The storyteller finished telling the story, and the listener felt numb. Zhu Lin drank a cup of tea and said to Rong Ji: After the prince went to Feilong Pass, he didn't know when he would meet again, so he would have another cup of tea.
Murong Ji smiled and said: Since I went to the demon world, I am far away from everything I used to be. Maybe I died in a foreign land and wandered with a lonely soul. Maybe I will climb to the fairy world, so I will drink another cup of tea.
The three of them sat here for a while, and a fast horse rushed over. The front line was in a hurry and sent one after another. Zhu Lin took the documents and looked at them a few times and said: Yuwen Tai's army is approaching, Zhang Biao is in a hurry.
Ouyang Ni looked at Murong Ji with beautiful eyes and said: Prince, let’s set off.
Murong Ji stood up and said: Since the front line is in a hurry, it is really impossible to delay.
Zhu Lin said coldly: This Yuwen Tai doesn’t stay at home and insists on coming out to take advantage of the situation. It’s really annoying!
Ouyang Ni raised his jade hand and said: Okay, he took advantage of the situation to rob. We will remember this hatred and talk about it later.
Jinyue whispered: Master, you are too tired, so you might as well sleep for a while.
Ouyang Ni brought the gourd next to her and drank a few sips of water, and whispered: No, after falling asleep, I always have some strange dreams.
Jin Yue said: If you have something to think about the day and dream about it at night, it would be better if the owner of the museum should not think about it randomly.
Ouyang Ni rolled up her sleeves and lifted the curtain, enjoying the scenery on the roadside, and didn't know what was wrong in front of her, so the carriage stopped. Jin Yue looked outside and said, "It seems that General Zhu is talking to whom."
Ouyang Ni said: Let’s go down and have a look.
Jin Yue said: OK.
The two women got out of the car and walked forward together. They vaguely saw a Taoist priest wearing a hat and holding a whisk standing in the mist and rain. Ouyang Ni stopped her delicate body and said: Taoist priest, where are you going?
When Zhu Lin heard Ouyang Ni's sweet voice, he hurriedly turned around and said: Master Murong!
When Zhu Lin turned around, the Taoist priest's face clearly reflected in his eyes. He saw his long silver-white hair, simple clothes, and a bit of vicissitudes of life rushing towards him. His whole temperament was extremely precious. When he saw Ouyang Ni, he hugged the whisk and raised his hand and bowed: Wuliang Tianzun...
Although Ouyang Ni had never met Murong Ji, she had a very detailed understanding of the Northern King's prince. She had long known that after Murong Ji's mission went to Taizhou, Murong Ji was not concerned about the world and became a monk. Unexpectedly, she saw this prince with her own eyes. Now she was wearing simple Taoist uniforms and long silver-white hair. When she stood in front of her, she was a little stunned.
Murong Ji sighed softly: Although General Baru is incompatible with the northern country, he has a deep grudge. Not to mention that I am a monk, the grudges in the world have been clearly defined, and I respect the general's loyalty and righteousness. Unfortunately, when General Baru of your country died of illness, I felt deeply regretful and came to see him for the last time.
Ouyang Ni was a little sad and said quietly: The prince is already a monk, and these grievances in the past will naturally disappear. If General Baru knew about it, he would be happy for it.
Murong Ji held the whisk in his arms and said: "When a person dies, the owner must not be too sad, and take care of his jade body."
Ouyang Ni walked forward, reached out and gently held Murong Ji's palm with his jade hand, staring at his face and said: The prince has traveled all over the world for ten years, and has seen the joys and sorrows of the world, and has suffered from ups and downs. The museum is a practitioner of Taoism, and I hope the prince can achieve the right path as soon as possible.
Murong Ji said: I have seen through the vicissitudes of the world. I have traveled all over the world for ten years, traveled all over the mountains, rivers and lands, and witnessed many joys and sorrows with my own eyes. Today, I saw that the owner looked quite haggard. I also hope that the owner should take care of his jade body and not be too sad.
Ouyang Ni held his palm tightly and said: Since the prince is going to Feilong Pass, you might as well take the same car with me.
Zhu Lin also said: The prince should talk to my house owner.
Murong Ji thought for a while and said: Oh my god, it’s better to obey your orders than respect.
Ouyang Ni sent Jinyue to Feilong Pass to prepare first. He rode a horse with Murong Ji. Zhu Lin was also in the car. Zhu Lin said: The prince is a noble person in the world, but he is willing to go through the storms and resolutely become a monk. This is really admirable. He has the ambition to retire with my princess.
Murong Ji shook his head and said: Not to mention that Princess Qingqing in Dingzhou was originally a pure and innocent fairy in the sky. She was noble and intelligent and kind, which made all the women in the world pale in front of her. Now she is far away from the world. Even the owner is also a Taoist practitioner. If you are in a chaotic world, you can't help but hope that those who practice Taoism in the world will see through life and death early after the chaos and ascend to the fairy world.
Zhu Lin said: What are the plans of the prince in the future?
Murong Ji pondered: I plan to go to the demon world.
Zhu Lin frowned and said: In a dangerous place in the demon world, the prince is moving forward alone, how can he do it!
Murong Ji held the whisk in his arms and said indifferently: I, a monk, go wherever I go. Although the demon world is dangerous, there is still a saint who presides over justice.
Zhu Linqi said: The Nine Heavens of the Demon Realm are unruly and fierce. The Saint of Yaoxue is just a weak woman, how could she control the huge demon realm? I have been thinking for a long time, but I know very little about the demon realm. I also ask the prince to solve his doubts.
Murong Ji shook his head and said: Your country’s words are wrong!I think Princess Qingqing of your country was also a woman, and didn’t she also lead hundreds of thousands of troops to control the country?
Zhu Lin said: Could it be that Saint Yaoxue can compare with my princess?
Murong Ji nodded and shook his head again and said: Saint Yaoxue is the number one beauty in the demon world. She has a very high prestige in the Ninth Heaven. Just like Princess Qingqing, she is also a noble goddess in the eyes of the world and cannot be violated.
Ouyang Ni said: Everyone knows that my sister does not get everything with her beauty.
Murong Ji said: I naturally know that the Saint of Yaoxue is high above and is kneeling down by the people of the demon world, but in fact, there is a very disagreement between the Saint of Yaoxue and the Nine Heavens.
Zhu Lin suddenly said: In this way, may the Saint Yao Xue be controlled by the Ninth Heaven?
Murong Ji said: That's also possible.
Zhu Lin said: If this is the case, people will understand a little bit.
When the carriage passed by a tea stall, three of them got off the car to drink tea. There was a businessman around the tea stall who was hearing about the storytelling, and only heard the storytelling's eyebrows were dancing and his beards were staring at him. It was a strange story.
It is said that in the end of the dynasty, natural disasters and man-made disasters followed one after another. Inside, the princes were separatist and the fight was fought for hegemony, and outside, the peasant army continued to revolt. At that time, thieves were on the rise, and the melee lasted for more than seventy years. The whole world was full of life, and the people were living in poverty. During the day, the yin energy covered the sky and the sun, and the wild mountains and rivers were covered with white bones. At night, demons and ghosts were rampant, breaking into the people's homes to eat human flesh, flesh and blood skeletons were scattered in the pot, and some people even fed each other. It was really terrible.
But in such a chaotic world, there are really scholars who are not afraid of hardships and dangers to take the exam. This scholar is named Yang, and he has passed down several generations of one generation. Although his family is poor, he has ambition. He has accumulated a lot of money at home after ten years of hard work. He went to take the exam without fear of dangers. At that time, the scholar was unable to tie a chicken and was too thin. Sometimes when he met someone who went to take the exam, he often walked in groups to make peace. But he said that he was walking between the mountains and hills at noon. The red sun was above his head, and the sun was extremely hot. It made people sweat profusely and they wanted to squeeze people dry. Yang Sheng frequently wiped away the sweat from his forehead. Every time he looked up, he saw a small path of sheep intestines sandwiched between two mountains. There were no one on both sides of the road, and the heat waves on both sides were like ghost roads. There were countless strange peaks and rocks on his head. A big red sun was extremely hot, making people sweat and their clothes were red!
Yang Sheng walked alone among these high mountains and ridges. Unpredictable that a strange wind blows from where it blows. When the wind and sand are rolling, fallen leaves roll in. The fascinating people can't open their eyes. The scholar hurriedly stretched out his sleeves to cover it. The strange wind came quickly and went quickly, but it made Yang Sheng even more tired. A drowsy feeling gradually came. Yang Sheng tried hard to cheer up and recited the song of righteousness loudly: Heaven and earth have righteousness, and the world is mixed with manifolds.
The lower part is the river and the upper part is the sun and the upper part is the sun and the upper part is the sun and star.
It is said to others that it is vast and vast.
The imperial road should be clear and free, and Hanhe Tu Ming Court.
When I am poor, I see it, and I will see it one by one.
In Qi Taishi Jian, in Jin Donghu's pen.
In the Qin Dynasty, in the Suwu Festival in the Han Dynasty.
He was the head of General Yan and the blood of Shizhong Ji.
It is Zhang Suiyang's teeth and Yan Changshan's tongue.
Maybe it is a Liaodong hat, and the Qing Dynasty is a Li Bingxue.
Maybe it is a role model for the army, and ghosts and gods cry heroic.
Maybe he grazes the Hu Jie generously in order to cross the river.
Or it is to hit the thief's scepter, and the head is broken.
This is the magnificent spirit and the magnificent will last forever.
When it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death are at peace.
The earthly lies on the basis of its preservation, and the heavenly lies on its preservation.
The Three Bonds are actually based on fate, and morality is its root.
Alas, I am not good at Yang Jiu, but I am not good at Li.
The prisoner of Chu was a crown of his crown, and he was sent to the north.
The cauldron is as sweet as you can, and you cannot find it if you want it.
The dark room is full of ghost fire, and the spring courtyard is closed and the sky is dark.
The same soap is made of cows and horses, and the chickens are eaten by phoenixes.
Once the fog is hidden, it is divided into barren ditches.
In this way, no matter how cold or heat is, all kinds of troubles can be solved by themselves.
I am sad and sad to hang out, and I am happy for my country.
How can there be other cleverness? Yin and Yang cannot be thieves.
Looking up at this, I looked up at the white clouds.
My heart is sad, but the sky is so extreme.
The philosopher is far away, and the punishments are in the past.
Read books on the wind eaves, and read ancient roads.
As the saying goes, there is a bright and righteous spirit in the world. The so-called evil does not suppress righteousness. A song of righteous spirit is written by a famous minister Wen Tianxiang. The song is excited and the righteous spirit is filled with the body. The evil demons and monsters are afraid of it. When Yang Sheng's chant of righteous spirit comes, the echoes in the valley are endless, and Yang Sheng's spirit is also rejuvenated. Just as he is about to move forward, he suddenly heard a clear cry behind his back: The gentleman walks slowly...
The scholar was already thin and timid. In the wilderness, there was no village in front and no shop in the back. There was no one around. A scream suddenly came from behind. Even the brave man was a little timid. The scholar felt cold sweat, his back was a little wet. He looked back with trembling and saw that in the wilderness, there was a beautiful young man in brocade clothes, who was like Pan An, and had a look of Song Yu, but his face was quite soft, wearing a purple-robed belt, a precious sword hanging on his waist, and holding a jujube horse in his hand. This horse was really extraordinary, with its macaque hair as blood.
After the young master, there were many servants, and there were beautiful concubines following him. The scholar was timid and left. The young master clasped his fists and said with a smile: I thought that no one from the same classmate on the way to the exam would inevitably be lonely. I am very glad to meet a fellow friend in the wilderness.
Yang Sheng replied: I dare not...
The young man walked up, held his hand and smiled: I see that the gentleman was staggering just now, his soul was confused, it was obvious that the sky was too hot and the sun was sunbathed. Now I have a good horse, please give me a try.
Yang Sheng looked embarrassed and hurriedly refused: He is not good at riding a horse.
The young master said: What are the worries about this?I am a docile horse by nature and it is also his blessing to be able to carry scholars for a long time.
At the warm invitation, Yang Sheng refused again and again, so he had to ride on the horse. When he accidentally saw the prince's concubine, his eyes lit up. He saw that the concubine behind him had a cloud of hair and a melon-shaped face, and was wearing a light-coat skirt. A bra under his neck wrapped around two soft breasts. It seemed that he noticed Yang Sheng's gaze. The concubine was displeased and turned her face, which made Su's breast squeeze out a seductive cleavage, making her even more delicate and lustful. She felt a swaying in her heart.
The young master was hospitality and called himself a family of officials in the south. He went to the capital to take the exam and visit relatives. He claimed that his uncle was a senior official of the court. His words showed the intention of being able to go to high school this time. Yang Sheng was envious and was discouraged for a moment. The young master was enthusiastic and also called his brother and brother in his words. He also said that he would help him when he was in trouble. He said that he would like to meet him too late.
Yang Sheng was completely unpredictable and had a great conversation with the young master. After walking for most of the day, he walked out of the mountain and came to a deserted town. There were few individual customers in front of several wild shops in the town, mostly scholars who were taking the exam. The setting sun was as bloody as the town, and there was a smell of meat floating in the town. Yang Sheng had not eaten meat for many years and was salivating. A setting sun reflected on the desolate road. The flag of the store was dilapidated. A bald man with a bone-cutting knife under the straw shed was chopping meat. Several wild dogs nearby were fighting for bones. Yang Sheng looked at the flag with three words, "The smell of dog meat!
Dog meat is the most sexually hot, and dog meat is the most delicious. People who have never eaten dog meat will never eat dog meat. People who have eaten dog meat will never forget it for their whole life. On a hot day, a bowl of dog meat will flow with long nose bleeding, which will be full of pleasure.
The meat smell was really tempting. The young master arranged for someone to live in a wild shop. The shopkeeper was a woman from Boss Xu. She was beautiful, beautiful and had a bad temper.
Yang Sheng was worried that the money was tight, and the young master paid him the house without asking, and asked for a lot of wine and food. Many scholars in the wild shop came over to meet the young master. The young master spoke very noblely and spoke well, and the person who spoke very happy.
Yang Sheng was so rich that he had a lot of money in his clothes. He took out needles and thread in the room to sew clothes. After sewing for a while, the shop lady came in and brought the bedding. When she saw Yang Sheng sewing clothes, she sarcastically said: Do men also sew clothes?
Yang Sheng stood up and took the bedding and thanked him. The shop girl showed disdain and said: "The poor scholar has many rules. Men are not the material for sewing clothes. Let Qiuniang help you."
It turned out that her name was Qiuniang. Her husband died early and left her alone as a widow. She opened a shop in this broken place to make a living. Qiuniang was in her thirties and could be said to be a half-mile, with charm and beautiful eyebrows and eyes. She always talked with disdain. Under the candle, Qiuniang sewed her clothes cross-legged, biting thick lines in her mouth, and a few long hair fell under her neck, and her chest exuded the plumpness of a mature woman. Yang Sheng accidentally saw that Qiuniang's neck was soft, and the spring light suddenly ejaculated. Has he seen such spring scenery?
The embarrassing saliva stuck in his mouth and vomited, and it was neither right to swallow. Qiu Niang sewed the clothes seriously. Suddenly, she saw Yang Sheng embarrassed, so she noticed under her collar and sneered: Am I not old, right?
Yang Sheng was embarrassed and couldn't speak. Qiu Niang stretched out her hand to touch his thigh, touched a hard thing, held it with one hand and stroked it a few times: He is gentle, but the thing below is really scary.
The root of the sheep's life was held by someone, and his face was red with shame for a moment. He felt that the woman could not express the benefits of her hand stroked, and she was extremely embarrassed. She looked down at her under the candlelight. Although this woman was not as beautiful as a young man and concubine, and was not stained with the beauty of the dust, her eyebrows and eyes were flowing, and her face was slightly flushed, and her charm was still there. Qiu Niang stroked the sheep's penis and cursed in a low voice: The poor scholar has such a treasure. It seems that people really can't look good!
The sheep became lustful, and the man's instinct almost wanted to throw her down and ravage her hard, but he felt that he had read the books of sages, so how could he communicate with this city woman?
Isn’t I just looking forward to high school and marrying a beautiful wife to honor my ancestors for ten years?
Qiu Niang stroked and saw that he didn't move, and cursed and walked out of the room!
It started raining heavily that night, with lightning and thundering. The mountains above the head were lightning and shaking the night sky. Yang Sheng woke up and was hungry. He wanted to go to the dog meat shop during the day. He gritted his teeth and took an umbrella and ran all the way to buy meat. Several tattered tables and stools. Yang Sheng came from the heavy rain with an umbrella in a mess. The man selling meat took the knife to chop the meat and brought a bowl of dog meat. A plate of longans. He sat on the threshold to watch the rain. He was smoking a dry cigarette in his mouth. Yang Sheng wrinkled his nose and ate it. It felt delicious and his tongue was about to melt. He swallowed it voraciously. He remembered how scholars could eat this kind of thing?
While feeling upset, I ate a lot. When I finished the checkout, I lowered my head and said: Scholars value etiquette the most, so don’t...
At this point, he couldn't speak. The bald man ignored him coldly and stuttered, but he didn't expect that in the heavy rain outside the door, the noble man walked over with a paper umbrella with a smile on his face and said: I walked into a store and wanted to buy a bowl of meat, but the owner told me that this is not what you scholars should eat. If someone knows about it, I'm afraid others will laugh at me.
I moved into a wild shop and wanted to sew it myself when my clothes were torn, but the shop girl held my hand and told me that sewing and sewing is not what you scholars should do. If someone knows it, someone will probably laugh at me!
This is a Korean folk song that was sung again. After listening to it, Yang Sheng was ashamed. The young master smiled and put it on the table. He held a small jar of wine and put it on the table. He said: People live for a lifetime, and the past is clouds and mists. Why stick to the common principles? I have good wine. Let me drink it with you tonight!
He opened his mouth and asked to buy dog meat. Yang Sheng sat down in shame and said: But he was hungry, how could he bear it...
The young master shook his head and said, "If you are hungry, you will naturally have to eat. Who doesn't eat when you are hungry?"Even the saints say that food, sex and nature are the nature of human nature. What's the use of hard suppressing it?
Yang Sheng sighed: It’s all my fault for insulting scholars’ moral character, and I feel very upset.
The young master smiled and said: This gentleman is such a bad thing. What kind of evil thing is eating dog meat that insults people??
Yang Shengqi said: What do you say that?
The young master said with a smile: Just like today’s chaos, where is the etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame in the books of sages?Thieves on earth are robbing the people everywhere. Where is the book of sages?The robbers hide in the mountains, whistling in the mountains, and they always go down the mountain to plunder and flee, scrambling at home, regardless of the age, young, sickness and weakness. Can you tell them the great principle of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha?It is all due to human nature. Everyone knows that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. If you have a clear conscience, why not be afraid of others pointing fingers!
Yang Sheng angrily said: "All nonsense!"
After saying that, Yang Sheng shook his sleeves and left. The young master played with the wine glass and said with a smile: "Is sad coming, sad coming?"
If the master has wine, don’t pour it. Listen to my song of sadness.
If you don’t chant or laugh when you feel sad, no one in the world knows my heart.
You have several buckets of wine, but I have a three-foot piano.
The music of the piano and the music of wine are together, and a cup is worth a thousand gold.
Sorrow comes, sorrow comes.
Although the sky is long and the earth is long, the hall should not be kept.
How much can wealth and honor last for a hundred years? It can be achieved by life and death at one time.
The lonely ape sits in the grave and cries last month, and must finish the wine in the glass.
Sorrow comes, sorrow comes.
The phoenix will not reach the river without map, and the vein will leave Jizi slave.
Emperor Han did not remember General Li, but King Chu let him go.
Sorrow comes, sorrow comes.
Li Si of the Qin family had long regretted it, and his false reputation was pushed beyond his body.
Fan Zi never loved the world, and he retired by success and fame.
A sword is a man's use, and a book can tell the name.
Hui Shi refused to do ten thousand chariots, and the divine style may not be able to be able to lose one sutra.
You must also get Fang Bo from a black head, and don’t be a Confucian scholar with white heads.
In the heavy rain, Yang Sheng listened to the young master behind him reciting Li Bai's sad song, leaving with shame and anger. Yang Sheng was so angry that he could not return to the wild shop. An evil fire filled his heart. He secretly ran outside the room where the young master lived. The heavy rain was pouring down, and the lightning was lightning and thunder. He ignored the rain that he was soaked in the rain, and pierced the window paper to peek at the young master's concubine. The young master's concubine was bathing in the room. The water vapor was steaming, and the snow body curved beautifully. Yang Sheng was burning his desire to see, but unexpectedly, a lightning and thunder reflected the sky and the earth were pale. The concubine suddenly turned her head and looked at her. A green face with fangs was on her face, her eyes were like torches. Yang Sheng screamed in shock, and turned around to escape. He saw that there was still a living person in the lightning and thunder?
The demons danced around, Qiu Niang leaned against the doors and windows with a sneer on her face...
The storyteller finished telling the story, and the listener felt numb. Zhu Lin drank a cup of tea and said to Rong Ji: After the prince went to Feilong Pass, he didn't know when he would meet again, so he would have another cup of tea.
Murong Ji smiled and said: Since I went to the demon world, I am far away from everything I used to be. Maybe I died in a foreign land and wandered with a lonely soul. Maybe I will climb to the fairy world, so I will drink another cup of tea.
The three of them sat here for a while, and a fast horse rushed over. The front line was in a hurry and sent one after another. Zhu Lin took the documents and looked at them a few times and said: Yuwen Tai's army is approaching, Zhang Biao is in a hurry.
Ouyang Ni looked at Murong Ji with beautiful eyes and said: Prince, let’s set off.
Murong Ji stood up and said: Since the front line is in a hurry, it is really impossible to delay.
Zhu Lin said coldly: This Yuwen Tai doesn’t stay at home and insists on coming out to take advantage of the situation. It’s really annoying!
Ouyang Ni raised his jade hand and said: Okay, he took advantage of the situation to rob. We will remember this hatred and talk about it later.
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