I have a book of salvation

May 30, sunny.

There are no clouds and the sky is clear.

Capital City, Zhuque City, Linghuanfang, Lichun Tower.

As a time-honored brand with a history of nearly a century, Li Chunlou is located on the bank of Luoshui River and specializes in tea and wine.

The tea is the best from the Jiuhuang Mountains south of Cangjiang, and the wine is brewed for a long time from the Millennium Cave in Qu County, Jingcheng.

Unlike other coquettish bitches, there are not so many messy things in Lichun Tower.

Tea is tea, not the woman who is as tender as new tea buds. Wine is wine, without the foul smoke.

After going back and forth, those old fritters with various thoughts were indifferent to this place.

Only true literati like to climb up to the Li Chun Tower, drink wine and compose poems.

In the morning, the waiter sat lazily at the counter and took a nap.

But suddenly he narrowed his eyes and saw a young scholar-looking man walking through the gate.

The waiter quickly rubbed his eyes and stepped forward to greet him.

"Sir, tea or wine? Lobby or Accord?"

The young man looked around and pointed, "We have an appointment at the Landscape Pavilion on the sixth floor."

After hearing this, the waiter was immediately stunned.

Landscape Pavilion on the sixth floor?

Isn't that the Accord that the young master often books?

The young man who came from a deep palace and was untainted by the fireworks of the world.

After so many years, I haven't heard of him inviting anyone here.

But since the other party announced his name, the waiter didn't care about being surprised. He raised his hand and said,

"Please!"

Yu Chen declined the waiter's request to lead the way and walked upstairs along the ancient wooden stairs.

——Dong dong dong.

A moment later, in the Shanshui Pavilion, a boy of sixteen or seventeen was looking out the window blankly.

Hearing the knock on the door, he was stunned and subconsciously said, "Please come in."

The antique wooden door was pushed open, but the young man did not see the waiter and waiter as expected.

Instead, standing at the door was an extremely strange young man.

The commoner boy was startled and raised his hand: "Who is your Excellency?"

"The name is just a code name, don't mention it, don't mention it." Yu Chen waved his hand and sat down directly.

If others heard this, they would probably roll up their sleeves and curse on the spot.

But the commoner boy showed no annoyance. Instead, there was a hint of interest in his eyes, "That's right, it's just your name, it's not important. Please sit down."

After that, he took out a teacup and poured a cup of tea.

Yu Chen was not polite and sat down directly.

Looking at the table, there is only a pot of tea and a stack of marinated dried beans, very simple.

Then, he looked up and looked at the commoner boy.

——Clear.

This was Yu Chen's first feeling.

Just like the clear gurgling stream in the deep mountains and old forests under the warm sunshine.

And those clear and quiet eyes seemed to be able to see through people.

No wonder the old man Literary Saint said that he had a pure heart, but now that he saw him, it was really the case.

——This person is not someone else.

It was He Ziqiu, the prime minister of the current dynasty, one of the Three Saints, and a student of the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty.

According to the old man Literary Saint, this young man is a monster in a sense, with a pure heart and a clear heart. He has been with Song Xiang since he was a child and was accepted as a student.

Now, Yu Chen came to him for no other reason than to prepare for breaking into the palace and robbing people.

Didn't I say it before, with Yu Chen's level and conduct, there are only two people in the palace who can pose a threat to him.

National Preceptor, Prime Minister of Song Dynasty.

It's the end of this month, and the National Master is in retreat.

Only Prime Minister Song is left.

And it is not so easy to lure Prime Minister Song out and sway the tiger away from the mountain.

After all, that person is in the palace all day long and is not something ordinary people can see.

But the old man Wen Sheng said again that Prime Minister Song had a student who would come to the Shanshui Pavilion on the top floor of Lichun Tower to do his homework on the last three days of every ten days. And his homework is to look at the rolling world and all the living beings.

This person also became the key to leading the Prime Minister of Song Dynasty.

After Yu Chen sat down, He Ziqiu looked out the window again, looking at the bustling crowd below without saying a word.

——This is not contempt, but his nature is different from ordinary people.

Yu Chen was not in a hurry and just waited for him to see.

It was not until noon that He Ziqiu looked away. Seeing Yu Chen still sitting, he smiled sheepishly and said, "Once a young man is focused on one thing, he is easily distracted and may not entertain me well. Please forgive me."

Yu Chen shook his head, smiled, and asked casually: "What are you looking at, young gentleman?"

He Ziqiu was stunned and didn't hide it: "Teacher asks students to come to Lichun Building on the morning of the next three days of every month to see all the living beings and people there."

"Did you see anything?" Yu Chen asked again.

"The young boy is stupid and I still don't understand the teacher's intention." He Ziqiu smiled ashamedly.

"It doesn't matter, you are still young, you will understand sooner or later." Yu Chen shook his head.

"Why do you want to find a young lady?" He Ziqiu stopped continuing the topic and said, "Being a gentleman, one should tell the truth sincerely, but it is quite bad for you to hide your true appearance."

After the words fell, Yu Chen was shocked and narrowed his eyes: "Can you see through it?"

So far, no one has been able to see through the disguise of Sen Luo's ghost face. I didn't expect that it would fall into the hands of a young man today.

"Xiaosheng doesn't have such piercing eyes, so naturally he won't see through it." He Ziqiu's eyes were clear. He shook his head and said: "But Xiaosheng can see that the appearance in front of me does not seem to be your true appearance."

After Yu Chen heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and sighed secretly in his heart. No wonder the old man, the literary sage, said this guy was a monster. It was true.

Just by intuition, you can notice that you have changed.

Immediately he asked: "What else did the young gentleman see?"

He Ziqiu raised his eyes and stared at Yu Chen carefully for a dozen breaths before speaking, "Xiaosheng saw a gray line in your eyes."

"Gray line?"

"Yes, gray line."

He Ziqiu scratched his head, as if thinking about how to explain it, and finally said after a long time: "The line is divided into upper and lower lines, and the upper part is sunshine, flowers, white clouds, honey... The beauty of the world is all gathered together."

After a pause, he frowned, "Underneath... are bones, stumps, severed heads, and a sea of ​​blood... nothing in the world is more beautiful than this."

As he spoke, he showed great curiosity, "From above, your Excellency should be a gentle, kind, compassionate and compassionate person.

And from below, you can see that you are another murderous man with bloody hands.

But unfortunately, both sides are so real, both sides are yourselves, it's really... wonderful. "

Yu Chen was stunned after hearing this.

Although He Ziqiu spoke abstractly, he generally understood what the other party meant.

He was indeed full of compassion and compassion for the people who were suffering deeply. Most of his last wishes were to help people to the end and send Buddha to the West. It was not for anything else but because he wanted to do it.

And for those guys who are full of evil, his methods will only be more cruel, more bloody, and more...unspeakable.

"Young gentleman is great." Yu Chen gave a thumbs up sincerely.

I thought that if this guy grew older, went to the court, and took the position of his teacher, it would be a disaster for the entire court.

However, although he is born with a wise eye and a pure heart, he is still a little less worldly and tactful.

For example, right now, when He Ziqiu is still a mortal and he has seen through Yu Chen's disguise, he shouldn't reveal everything without knowing whether the other party has malicious intentions.

Thinking of this, Yu Chen roughly understood why Prime Minister Song asked He Ziqiu to spend three days every month to see all these living beings.

"But I'm not here today for Mr. Xiao." Yu Chen raised his head and got back to the topic: "I'm here to convey a message to others."

He Ziqiu was stunned, "What are you saying and to whom?"

"To the teacher of the young gentleman, who is the prime minister of the dynasty." Yu Chen didn't hide it, and said: "Tell him the old man - the three-year agreement, the age is today, tonight at midnight, in the Lichun Tower, Shanshui Pavilion Come on, see you there.”

He Ziqiu was stunned for a long time after hearing this.

He did understand the last few sentences. He probably asked his teacher to come to the Lichun Tower Landscape Pavilion to meet at midnight tonight.

But what the "three-year agreement" is, I have never heard the teacher mention it.

"Your Excellency, this..."

He Ziqiu raised his head and wanted to ask something, but found that there was no one in front of him.

Only the steaming teacup was left.

"Three-year agreement?"

Afternoon, Prime Minister's Office.

Song Xiang was sitting at his desk. Hearing He Ziqiu's words, he stood up suddenly!

There was a look of surprise in those eyes that He Ziqiu had never seen before.

——Even when the overseas evil cultivators invaded, the teacher never showed such an expression.

"Teacher, did you have an agreement with someone three years ago?" He Ziqiu stood respectfully in front of the desk, becoming more and more curious and asking without hesitation.

"have."

Prime Minister Song was silent for a long time, then he took out a long breath and said:

"My teacher loves Go. Three years ago, I had a fierce battle with others for a day and a night. There was no winner. No one could do anything to defeat the other, and no one could break the other's game.

It was getting late at that time, and both the master and the man had important matters, so they agreed to seal up the chess game, go back and think about ways to break it, and then have a hearty battle three years later - if it was a three-year agreement, this would be the only thing Son. "

When He Ziqiu heard this, his eyes widened.

He is very aware of his teacher's chess skills. He is not ranked number one in the world, but he is still among the top three in the world.

Who is it that can fight him back and forth on that chessboard, evenly matched?

Thinking of this, He Ziqiu praised: "There is such a chess master in the capital who can compete with the teacher without distinction!"

"Yes, there is such a person."

Prime Minister Song took a deep breath, showed a look of recollection, shook his head and said: "But, it can't be him."

He Ziqiu's face froze, and he asked almost subconsciously: "Why?"

"Because you know that old guy."

Prime Minister Song glanced at the boy in cloth and said, "It's none other than the former dean of Jixia, the lord of Shushan, and the Literary Sage of Great Xia. He is now the traitor to the imperial court and the unspeakable taboo man, Li Huan."

At that moment, He Ziqiu was stunned.

"I would like to go take a look as a teacher."

Prime Minister Song stood up with an expressionless expression on his face: "Who is it... who is pretending to be a ghost?"