Zheng Fan reached out and took the steamed bun and took a bite.

The noodles have just the right degree of softness, and the shredded radish filling also tastes suitable, especially if you bite it off, the combination of steamed buns and fillings is extremely comfortable.

The steamed buns that he used to eat during the Chinese New Year at home in the previous life were made by Lao Tian, ​​as exquisite as pastries.

"how is it?"

Tian Wujing asked.

Zheng Fan shook his head.

Road:

"It's still about to fire."

Tian Wujing was not angry when he heard the words, but just nodded.

Zheng Fan swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, put the remaining steamed bun in his hand on the table, and tried not to look at it.

Picking up the chopsticks, began to fish for food and eat hot pot, while eating, said:

"I also like to eat the steamed buns at home every day. My daughter-in-law steamed it herself, with a bowl of clear soup. He can eat four of them in one meal."

"Four?"

This is not a small bun or a small steamed bun, this one is quite big and thick.

"Well, the little guy has had a lot of appetite since he was a child, and Yu Huaping said, he is a born soul boy and envy you very much."

A smile appeared at the corner of Tian Wujing's mouth.

Road:

"He should be envious."

Obviously,

Tiantian's physique was explored by Lao Tian himself.

What Yu Huaping could see, Tian Wujing couldn't possibly fail to see it.

In terms of vision theory, Yu Huaping’s arena is not comparable to the Tian family and temples back then;

It's about personal methods. In addition to the peak of Wufu, Tian Wujing also knows how to use magic;

And,

God knows what else he knows,

Even this steamed bun is steamed so well.

"Juggernaut wants to accept every day as an apprentice."

"Oh?"

No parent will refuse a sword saint to accept his child as a disciple;

This means a kind of guarantee, but also a kind of backing.

The so-called people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. That is the hypocrisy of the rivers and lakes people putting gold on their faces;

People in the temple have too many helplessness and compromises;

On the contrary, in the arena, you can act more unscrupulously.

for example,

Suddenly one day,

The ruler has to die,

The owner led the whole family to self-determination and did not dare to resist.

Because he has to consider the interests of the family of the same surname, the teachings of the books of sages he has read, and the consideration of Jun Ensi Hai;

But these things are actually a joke in the eyes of the people of the rivers and lakes, you can die, don't die with my apprentice, and then rush in alone and take your apprentice away.

Juggernaut has this ability.

"But every day refused."

"Refused?"

"He said he wanted to practice knives."

"Practicing a knife?"

Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan.

"Um..." Zheng Fan bite the bullet and continued, "I will teach him well."

"Ok."

When Zheng Houye said this, the pressure was not so great, because Lao Tian was also a knife practicer.

"Very good." Tian Wujing added.

He is happy to see it here. His son followed Zheng Fan to practice swordsmanship, as well as his master and his father, and he sat down.

He hoped that his son could live like Zheng Fan in the future.

Boy’s dream,

It's nothing more than martial arts conquering the world or a thousand horses under his command like a forest,

but,

This is not true happiness,

Because of the above two points, he Tian Wujing did both.

"You continue to eat."

Tian Wujing got up and left the pavilion.

Zheng Fan continued to eat vegetables,

At the same time, he picked up the steamed buns that had been put down before and ate them, and then hesitated...

He is really hungry;

finally,

Zheng Fan took two more steamed buns from the steamer and used them as rice, and cooked them in a hot pot.

Under this circumstance,

There are not many people who can let the King Yannan cook by himself, and Master Zheng is not welcome. After eating well, he almost drank the hot pot soup.

I am full,

Zheng Fan got up,

Walk into the yard.

When passing by the mourning hall, Zheng Fan put down his hands.

The mourning hall has been reorganized, and it looks very clean.

There is no incense ash in the censer.

Zheng Fan walked over and planned to light two incense sticks.

"No need to order, she doesn't like these smog."

"it is good."

Zheng Fan nodded, but still knelt down and kowtowed.

"Can you play chess?"

"Smelly chess basket, if you want to play, I will accompany you."

"Then it's boring, it's boring."

"Yes, next time, when I go back to practice next time, my chess skills will definitely increase."

"Fine, don't wait for tomorrow, accompany me to Tianhu Mountain now, leave the city immediately and return to Beijing tomorrow."

"You walk, I follow."

Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan,

Tao;

"I'm a master, I'm still slick, and I'm not afraid of making people laugh."

"Before you, I'm afraid of a joke."

Anyway,

It's a family for a long time.

immediately,

A prince and a prince,

Dayan was in Jindi, and the two with the highest authority rode two brave heads directly out of Litian City.

The Juggernaut did not follow,

His responsibility is to protect Pingxihou;

When Ping Xihou stayed beside King Jingnan, no one could hurt him unless the prince fell.

Furthermore,

The inside and outside of Litian City are mostly the camps of the Jingnan Army. It is impossible for foreign troops to enter in large-scale organizations. It is just a small intrusion. What can be done?

Juggernaut is happy to be free at this time;

………

The Taoist temple on Tianhu Mountain, along with the fire a few years ago, has long been burned together.

Last year, Zheng Fan came once, this year, he came again.

In fact, the mountain is pretty good without the muyu bells. The mountain has become a mountain again.

The two braves were left on the mountainside,

Tian Wujing and Zheng Fan climbed up together.

On the way, I passed the pavilion, which is said to be where the cuckoo fell from the cliff.

But Tian Wujing didn't stop here, just took a second look, and then continued up the mountain.

Zheng Houye entered the state early anyway, it didn't matter where Lao Tian went, he was just behind anyway.

Both of them are in good health, even if Master Zheng Hou is at least a sixth-rank martial artist, climbing a mountain is not too tiring.

He didn't rest in the middle, and his speed didn't change. In the end, he went to the top of the mountain.

From this position, a piece of ruined ruins on the **** to the southwest can be clearly seen.

Tian sits on the ground without a mirror,

Upon seeing this, Zheng Fan sat down opposite.

Lao Tian closed his eyes and said nothing;

Zheng Fan put his hands on the ground behind him, posed a more comfortable posture, and looked left and right as if he was stepping in autumn.

At the foot of the mountain, the grass has already withered and yellow, but there is still emerald green on the mountain.

In April, the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.

After sitting for a long time, and seeing Lao Tian still there with his eyes closed, Zheng Fan simply lay down on his side and yawned uncontrollably.

The mountain wind blows from time to time, which is cool for ordinary people, but for martial arts practitioners, it is just right and comfortable.

Fascinated and stared,

Master Zheng Hou also closed his eyes.

Lao Tian may be thinking about things, or he may be emptying himself, at least, he is meditating;

Zheng Houye really fell asleep, and because of the irregular sleeping posture, he also snored slightly.

Although the mountain breeze is coming, the vegetation will make a "rusty" sound, but this place, Tian Wujing and Zheng Fan, are still very clear under the static and dynamic contrast.

Tian Wujing opened his eyes.

Seeing this one sleeping soundly in front of me,

Shaking his head slightly,

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Open your palms,

A gentle wind came, rolled up the vine on one side, and gently covered him.

He Tian Wujing is a self-destroying demon,

The public opinion of Dayan is also extremely poor;

Even if he has made great military merits, even the storyteller in the small tea house will click on the side after telling a story. Throughout the ages, this shape has hardly been a good person.

In front of the Jingnan army, they are all respectful and dare not breathe;

But for him,

But in front of myself,

Have a better appetite and sleep better.

Like a child, I found real peace of mind.

in fact,

Indeed it is.

Wake up, a new world, new scenery, plus a group of demon kings with different personalities around him.

Everything is unfamiliar;

Why did Zheng Fan do whatever it takes to gather masters in his mansion, stay alert, without him, lack a sense of security?

But when King Jingnan was in front of him,

Zheng Fan will naturally let go of all guards.

This feeling,

Zheng Fan didn't sleep long, just over half an hour.

when Wake up,

But I feel refreshed and extremely satisfied.

Lifting the meadow on his body, Lord Zheng Hou sat up and stretched.

Ahead,

There is a figure standing on the edge of the cliff.

Haven't finished watching the scenery yet,

Master Zheng Hou rubbed his eyes, wondering if he would sleep again.

"Zheng Fan."

But it's a pity,

Although his back was facing this side, it was impossible to tell Tian Wujing what was going on behind him.

"in."

Zheng Fan got up and walked behind Tian Wujing.

"Thirty fame, dust and dirt, eight thousand miles away, Yunheyue, how did you think of writing such a sentence in the first place?"

This song "Man Jiang Hong" was extremely popular in the Yan army, no, to be precise, in the army of other countries.

Because what is revealed in the words is not only tragic and majestic, but also the impassioned humiliation of working hard as a soldier.

This tone,

It’s not in line with the Yan army, which has been continuously victorious in foreign wars over the past few years.

More in line with the mood of the Chu army cadres who were defeated and defeated by the Yan army.

It was spread from the carriage, where there were four people sitting at the time.

Chen Daxia, sword maker,

Zheng Houye, who has not yet sealed the title, will increase the size of the regent of Chu.

Because the regent liked this poem very much, and Zheng Fan was a closed disciple of Master Yao at that time. In that era, literary magnates wrote poems for the powerful, and the powerful used their influence to promote the literary tycoons. This is a natural rule. .

And the background of the creation of this poem is that under Yupan City, Chu people were killed and captured, bowed their heads in shame and humiliation, and signed a peace agreement.

Therefore, this poem was quickly publicized, but even the regent did not expect it. Soon after, Zheng Fan tore off his disguise and snatched his sister.

This is probably what it means.

This poem has also spread to the country of Yan, but the "aspiration hungry to eat bird meat" in it was naturally changed.

The Yan State court did not engage in literary prison, and this kind of random adaptation, coupled with subsequent development, the rare confusion of the regent of the party concerned, really made the people of Yan and the rich and powerful.

It is said that Emperor Yan once ordered Zhao Jiulang to transcribe this poem and hang it in the room of his imperial study, which is the place where the emperor rested after his office.

The last time Zheng Fan entered Beijing, Zheng Fan entered the Imperial Study Room, but did not have to enter the inner room. Therefore, it is not clear whether this rumor is true or not. He is unsure whether his Majesty Yan Huang is also his fan?

And Tian Wujing’s question seems very natural, because he understands Zheng Fan’s disposition, poems and poems are all sings to chant, this poem is more clear, but it does not resemble Zheng Fan’s. Mood support.

"Lord, the way of poetry is just a plaything. I have told you before."

It's not that Tian Wujing hadn't asked similar questions before, and Zheng Fan couldn't say that he was a copy, he could only use this kind of higher-end reason to prevaricate.

Yao Zizhan had received a lot of "Pingxihou Poems" that were circulated. After reading it, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. He even started with his hometown dialect and cursed:

Humiliating gentleness, humiliating gentleness!

The essays and poems are originally elegant things, you can write them as a warrior, and you can write them well, but you also deliberately make this elegant thing into your casual graffiti. What else does this make? play?

Specifically,

This also makes him Yao Zizhan how to eat and drink in the future?

"I like this phrase very much, it resonates well."

Zheng Fan swallowed subconsciously.

do not,

brother,

The original author of this poem did not end well.

"My lord, I recently made another song, which is very suitable for the occasion. It is exactly at this time. Would you like to listen to it?"

Zheng Fan felt that he had the obligation to pull Lao Tian out of Man Jianghong's emotions, but don't resonate anymore.

Tian Wujing turned around and looked at Zheng Fan.

Tao;

"Your poems, words that don't look at people or are unfamiliar with you, are really excellent."

"..." Zheng Fan.

"However, it does not hinder the recitation."

Zheng Fan nodded.

Recite:

"When autumn comes on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The fragrance of the sky is soaring through the capital, and the city is full of golden armor."

The theme of this poem is very simple, clear and direct.

When I'm awesome, I'll do it all for you!

Tian Wujing closed his eyes, tasting for a while, and said:

"Fortunately, I know you are good at poetry, pure as a plaything, if someone else writes..."

Master Zheng Hou asked cautiously: "Will you be clicked?"

Tian Wujing shook his head and said:

"If you are too stubborn and easy to break, just ask for pleasure and leave no room. Then, it will inevitably end up with happiness and death, and sudden death."

Zheng Fan opened his mouth.

"When you do things and behave, you have to leave a leeway if you don't have to be a last resort. For this, you have always done a good job."

"Master, you are wrong about this, I am a person who always likes to cut grass and roots."

"Read it in my heart, not in appearance."

"Yes, I get it."

The sky is getting dim,

Zheng Fan has been waiting for Tian Wujing to say going down the mountain.

But Lao Tian stood there, watching the sunset.

In the distance, a large area of ​​the cloud was stained red, like a pool of blood soaked.

"After entering Beijing, the imperial court should ask you to surrender part of the power, or place, or divide the military power, so that you can use your dignified plan while you are in Beijing."

"Master, what should I do?"

This possibility, the blind man and the savage king had already guessed.

The center is an instinct for the centralization of power. Although the court has always been dominated by the will of the Emperor Yan, the authority of the center has been shaped long ago.

In other words, whoever is in that position will instinctively collect a wave of power on the premise that the local vassal does not rebel.

Taking advantage of Emperor Yan's reign,

While you are in Yanjing,

Taking advantage of this swelling, I was working hard.

This is indeed a Yangmou, and once the Yan Emperor dies, the central authority will inevitably fall along with the throne. Whether it is the prince or the sixth son, whoever succeeds to the throne cannot change this situation.

And if you choose other princes, or if you are really not afraid of "the master and the country are suspicious," choose a small seventh to be "Fulin", the degree of slippage will be even worse.

Actually, even if Lao Tian doesn’t ask about this,

Zheng Fan will also look for opportunities to ask on the way to Yanjing next.

This matter mainly depends on Lao Tian's attitude, as Lao Tian said at the beginning, he is still there.

To put it bluntly, Zheng Fan's development to this scale is inseparable from the indulgence of his Jingnan King.

Otherwise, King Jingnan wants to mix sand, or want to divide, he is fully capable of strangling everything.

The world thought it was because the king of Jingnan was raised by Zheng Fan, so all of this was the money given to his son by the king of Jingnan.

But in fact,

Only the person concerned knows that this is not the case.

"It's easy to handle, just use Yangmou against Yangmou. After entering Beijing, whoever dares to face you in trouble, you just hit it directly. It doesn't matter if you are injured or disabled.

The king stood behind, the sky couldn't fall down. "

This feeling,

Why are you so familiar?

The last time I abolished the three princes, it seemed that the situation was similar.

"Master, I understand."

"Well, the sun has gone down."

"Let's go down the mountain?"

"Go down, but before going down, there is one more thing to do."

"What's the matter?"

"Your realm is stuck in the sixth rank, has it been a long time?"

"Yes, Lord."

It's been a long time since I'm stuck in the sixth rank.

"Actually, the most difficult hurdle in the way of martial arts is to enter the third rank at the fourth rank, just like in the court, the fourth rank is the most difficult to enter the third rank, but once you step in, it is a completely different situation.

however,

If the sixth rank is above the fifth rank, there is actually a ditch. At the fifth rank, whether it is a warrior, a swordsman, or a gas refiner, it can be called a little master.

Grandmaster, you must have your own beliefs, and you must have your own way.

This is to break the realm with mind, and to break the realm with Tao, do you understand? "

"Master, I understand." Zheng Fan replied with a wry smile.

He really understood it, because there were a lot of masters in the Hou Mansion, and the Sword Saint was to guide him.

Furthermore, he knows all kinds of specious theoretical knowledge only more than others.

But the crux of the problem lies here, perhaps because of character, or instinctively coveting ease;

Occasionally when going on the battlefield, Zheng Fan is not incapable of charging to the death, it was always like this before;

But now, even on the battlefield, he has the protection of Sword Sage Aming, and the demon kings will always look after each other. Moreover, after his status is high, there are three mothers in the family. If you can live a small life, you will be more and more pitiful. .

It's not that Zheng Fan didn't go out to try and practice. This year, he went out several times, but apart from sharpening his knife and fighting skills, he didn't grow in realm.

Of course, it doesn't mean that you have to constantly face each other in order to break through. It can only be said that this is the most direct way, and the fundamental lies in having a firm belief.

At least, according to Zheng Fan's understanding, it was this, but he didn't.

Yes, not at all;

It is his main purpose to play the world in a cool manner, and it is also the unanimous aesthetic of the devil;

To put it bluntly, you are essentially a play ticket in your heart.

A player who wants to play, and break through the realm freely, is too despised of some of the rules of this world, and it is too chilling for those ascetics who are determined and committed.

just,

When Lao Tian said this, Zheng Fan couldn't help but rise in hope.

Listen to the meaning of this,

Is Lao Tian able to help himself?

Daigo initiation and transmission?

Tian Wujing pointed to the way down the mountain,

Road:

"Go down the mountain."

This scene is like when Zheng Fan walked on the bank of the river full of floating corpses, almost crazy, and Tian Wujing followed behind.

Zheng Fan nodded.

Turned around,

Began to descend,

But in the next moment,

A palm,

It fell on his shoulder, palm, with warmth.

Zheng Fan's mind was condensed, and when he was about to continue walking down, he suddenly saw ~lightnovelpub.net~ in front of him, showing Lao Tian's back, and Lao Tian had already walked in front of him.

All went ahead.

Zheng Fan continued to walk down,

But I heard Lao Tian's voice coming from behind him:

"Did you see it?"

Zheng Fan trembled,

He subconsciously wanted to turn his head, but still held back, vaguely, he somewhat understood.

Because I lacked something, I was stuck in this realm. I couldn't make any progress, even I couldn't see the way, and I looked very confused;

Laotian,

I helped myself to make up for what I was missing.

It's not a kind of divine initiation, nor is it a kind of transmission, but to use one's own back to lead the way for oneself.

This is not something that Takeo can do long ago.

This can only be done by a truly powerful gas refiner...... The fairy is showing the way!

The purpose of giving directions is to understand the way.

Lao Tian's voice came after himself again,

Road:

"Remember this scene, remember this section of the road. It doesn't mean that you will break through once you walk down the mountain, but keep it in your heart and take out memories from time to time to regurgitate. The realm will gradually become clearer. The talent is good, but it may just go too smoothly and some things are missing.

But this is not wrong. It goes smoothly and everyone is envious. What is wrong?

You have to find a pit to jump a bit, it is the real obsession, there is no real need.

Good fate,

Just suffer,

Accepted with peace of mind,

Accepted generously.

This king wants to see you,

Live,

Calm for a lifetime. "

"Lord..."

"Don't worry, don't panic.

This section of the road,

This king,

Lead you away. "

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