Great Sui Guoshi

Over there, Yang Guang, who was talking with civil and military officials, turned his head.

"Master, are you calling me?"

"I'm saying goodbye to the prince and all the ministers, and I'll go back to Wanshou Temple first."

Yang Guangda knew clearly that Lu Liangsheng should have used spells all the way back, and this place was after discussing his father's great move, and he didn't need the help of the national teacher, so he just tried to deal with it by himself.

"Well, the national teacher will return to the observation room first, and if there is any doubt, then seek the national teacher."

"The minister bid farewell."

Lu Liangsheng bowed his hands to the coffin in the hall, and said goodbye to all the civil and military personnel. Then he calmed down and walked along the path with mourning banners in the square, walking alone. Passing by for the first time, seeing the national teacher approaching, they didn't dare to hesitate, and all bowed to salute.

All the way out of the palace gate and the imperial city, came to the gate of Anshang, greeted the soldiers who helped guard the old donkey, and led the old donkey that was posted under the wall.

"National...National Teacher..."

The soldier on the side spoke hesitantly, but his eyes glanced at the edge of the street, where the Taoist turned his back and squatted furtively on the ground, with his hands in front of him for no reason, as if he was constantly Rub it back and forth.

"What's up with him?"

Lu Liangsheng frowned slightly. Seeing that the soldier could not speak after gesticulating for a long time, he walked over and patted Sun Yingxian on the shoulder. He hummed in enjoyment, the old man with a mustache on his mouth.

"Well... kiss again..."

"National teacher, it seems that there is a puff of purple smoke floating out of the national teacher's bookshelf. The Taoist priest accidentally smelled it, and it became like this."

Floating out of the bookshelf?

Hearing another soldier's explanation, Lu Liangsheng immediately understood what was going on. Before the old grandson threw a toad to the master, he must have been revenged by the master and fell into hallucinations.

Waving the sleeves of the robe, he cast a pure heart spell to dispel the illusion that the Taoist was still tainted with, pulled the old donkey who seemed to be mocking, thanked the soldiers guarding the city gate, and headed towards the direction of Dongshi.

The night was dark, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. The scholar walking in the middle of the street turned his head to the bookshelf and said with a smile:

"Master, you don't need to be in front of so many people to tease Lao Sun."

In the crack of the door, Taoist Ha held a small handkerchief and wiped the purple gold gourd leaning on the innermost side. Hearing his apprentice's voice, he looked at the night stall passing through the crack of the small door.

"If you don't face so many people, how can you feel the pleasure of taking revenge?"

Behind one person and one donkey, the Taoist blushed, grabbed the hem of his robe and hurried to catch up, raised his hand to the shaking bookshelf on the donkey's back, and slapped hard twice.

"Old Toad, you..."

The small door creaked and pushed open the gap, and Taoist Ha poked out half of the toad's face, squinting the toad's eyes with a cold light.

"Why, do you still want to taste the strength of the old man's illusion?"

"no......"

Sun Yingxian looked around, raised his hand to his mouth, and whispered: "Go back to the Taoist temple, how about doing it again?" As he spoke, he gestured with his other hand in mid-air.

"That's it, let me take a closer look at it later."

Over there, the toad with half of its face stuck out was stunned for a moment, the veins on its head jumped up, and it glared at the Taoist and spit out: "You have no face and no skin, get out!"

With a pull of the frog web, it banged against the small door.

"Hey...don't close the door!"

"Old Toad, I'm serious in this way!"

"Hurry up and open the door, I still have something to tell you... very serious! Do you want to eat frog..."

Ha ha.

Lu Liangsheng looked back at the Taoist talking to the small door back and forth around the bookshelf, shook his head and laughed lightly, the little sentimentality in the palace before also waved away, pulling the old donkey to listen to the chatter of one person and one toad , walked straight to Furong Pool in the light of lanterns shaking on both sides.

Back in the temple, except for the soldiers on duty outside, Yan Chixia, Zuo Zhengyang, Li Suian, they went out and did not come back, it seemed a little deserted.

There was only one room with the light on, and when I went to the attic, I quietly pushed open the door. In the dim light, Qi You squatted on the edge of the bed with both hands rolled up, and leaned against the head of the bed to sleep for an unknown amount of time.

Lu Liangsheng gently put the bookshelf to the corner of the wall, carefully took the book from Xiyou's hand, laid her flat on the couch, and tucked the corner of the quilt.

'It turns out that you can also read and write. '

Picking up the "Tian Yuan Guang Ji" that Xi You had read before, there were mostly interesting little stories in the countryside.

The night breeze was cool, squeezed into the window lattice, and he was not tired anyway, the scholar took off his green shirt, brewed a cup of tea, sat down at the desk, read slowly by the flickering candlelight, and savored the stories in the book.

The room was quiet, the toad hugging a bed was lying on the edge of the bed, with one flipper hanging outside, he fell asleep on the bed tiredly, the candle flickered slightly, and the dim yellow light illuminated the scholar's soft flipping in front of the window. Passing the pages of the book, outside the slightly opened window, the night clouds quietly reveal the Qingyue.

Note: Essay

I don't know why, it seems that there are no good people in the online articles, maybe they are too far away from them, and there are no people who sacrifice themselves for others.

In my heart, I feel hypocritical, unrealistic, and disregarding the consideration of relatives for good people and the Holy Mother... Let's not talk about the heroes and martyrs who are far away, let's just talk about the near ones. I have a friend, a good brother, who met at the station The gang that kidnapped and trafficked women had dealt with them before. He asked someone to call the police, and he dealt with that gang just to save a little girl whom he had never met before. If not, the little girl might be sold. Did Chunfeng say it?

The incident happened at Jinsha Station in Chengdu. Later I asked this friend, were you afraid at the time?After all, it was unclear whether the other party would suddenly pull out a knife and stab him.

He said that he was afraid later, because he didn't have much time to think about it, and the girl was taken into the car after a delay of another minute or two, but he said that although he was afraid later, he felt very comfortable because he saved a person and a The family, and the little girl's future family, and even her entire life.

In fact, what my friend said, Chunfeng agrees with it in his heart. Some things have to be done, and there is no time for you to think and hesitate. I remember when I was 12 years old, some friends in the village were playing in a forest in the village. Right on the edge of the forest, there is an empty biogas pond next to the door, covered with long tiles commonly used in rural areas, and the kind with hair inside, the spring breeze can't name it, but compared with everyone, it has some impressions.

One of the little friends stepped on it, and suddenly broke the tile. Chunfeng was beside him at the time, and almost instinctively went to save him. When he grabbed his hand in an instant, he had already fallen, half of his body They were all immersed in the sewage of the biogas tank. Chunfeng was a small person at that time, and his arms were not strong.

At that time, I was almost pulled down, and half of my body fell inward. If it weren't for the two knees firmly pressed against the hole, Chunfeng would have never thought about anything else, only thinking about pulling people back.

Just as I was hesitant and afraid, the little friend probably disappeared at that time. Later, the family at the edge of the forest finally rushed out when they heard the movement, and pulled the little friend who was hanging inside...

Finally, when Chunfeng came home, the fabrics on both knees were all worn out, and for the first time ever, my mother didn't hit me.

.........

Why does the country advocate all kinds of positive energy now? Chunfeng’s personal opinion is that there are more and more violence on the Internet, and people’s hostility is getting heavier. In order to cater to the market, Internet articles have also begun to write as many as possible. I got it, but it doesn’t mean that it’s the author’s own point of view. Maybe the author himself is a very good person in reality, but in the online article, he writes about dark characters just for food.

Then, some younger readers feel that the world should be like this, and people should be like this, and they look down on those good characters more and more, and even start to slander them.

Internet literature is a paradise for imagination, where a hundred flowers bloom, instead of writing a stereotyped character, Chunfeng has written four books with different characters, such as the dark and vicious factory owner, the heroic and murderous emperor, the vengeful crow, and so far this book Lu Liangsheng from small kindness to great kindness.

Just like different people have different lives, you can’t say that other people’s ideals and life are different from your ideas, just look at other people’s displeasure. This is not the era of big Shanghai and young and Dangerous. Imposing one's point of view on others.

If you don't like such a good person, please don't be a bad person either.

Chunfeng and other authors all write books and tell stories. Every word, every plot, and every character in the book are fictional, serving for the story. Don't make it a human goal.

This society still needs a lot of positive energy, not to mention the current juncture, what is more needed is to work together, don't talk about hostility, okay?

Chapter 536 Live the same life as the sky, and be king with the world

In the early morning of Qingming, the clouds in the eastern sky are pale.

A ray of golden morning light shines on the earth, and the edge of the light pushes away the green color, wrapping row after row of large and small buildings.

The gigantic Chang'an gradually became noisy.

Ducks in Furong Pond swim across the lake, and the reeds on the bank are more autumnal. On the raised terrain in the distance, the pines and cypresses of the Taoist temple are withered and yellow, and leaves are floating down. The Taoist robe was curled and stroked in the sunlight, and Sun Yingxian leaped and leaped, making the sound of breaking through the air, and the falling leaves shook in one direction.

On the attic standing behind him, Lu Liangsheng opened the window and saw the Taoist punching below him. The latter stopped and waved his hands.

"Scholar Lu, come down and practice your hands together!"

Standing in front of the window, Lu Liangsheng stretched comfortably, his bones creaking all over his body, and smiled at Sun Yingxian.

...Or he is free and doesn't have to think too much about anything.

......What do you want to do, the road is your own.

After thinking about it, he shook his head, put aside the thoughts just now, turned around, and Qi You jumped over from the couch, put his arms around Lu Liangsheng's neck, and rubbed against Lu Liangsheng's chest affectionately.

"Old demon... When did you come back, why don't I know?"

"I went back yesterday, and even put someone on the bed and covered her with a quilt." The scholar smiled and patted the woman on the head, put her down, and went to fetch water to wash. He has been busy for a while, and has experienced many things. Especially the death of Emperor Yang Jian felt melancholy to him.

From the prime minister to the emperor, the old man has repeatedly invited each other. This feeling of being valued by others is difficult to fade away because of time and the absence of people.

"The people have gone, and the rest is to look at the future emperor Yang Guang."

Water stains dripped down the copper basin along his cheeks and chin. Lu Liangsheng looked at the face reflected in the rippling clear water, smiled, and reached for a towel to wipe it off.

"It's time to calm down and focus on enlightenment."

The scholar hung up the towel, and when he turned around, he looked at the unicorn cloak that was stretched open and hanging on the corner shelf. The old Taoist Yunji seemed to have seen some tricks at the Chengyun Gate in Cangyu Mountain before, so he asked him to look at the cloak again.

Now that there is no clue about the demon star, the corpse demon Chen Fu has also been handed over to the city god, and the emperor has also gone, since he is free, he might as well find something to do.

Taking off the unicorn cloak and hanging it in the air, Lu Liangsheng took two steps back, opened his sleeves, moved the table and chair behind him to one side, and sat down cross-legged.

A trace of spiritual consciousness moved out of the body, like a silk thread in the air. The moment it touched the floating robe, the light of the unicorn cloak flashed by, and Lu Liangsheng suddenly trembled, and the fingers on his knees scattered, wandering outside the body The few wisps of divine consciousness quickly retracted.

Lu Liangsheng opened his eyes and couldn't help but leaned back.

He could swing the Qiankun Sleeve above, but it was not his own. He thought he could easily go deep inside and blend with this magic weapon, but in the end, he was bounced back as soon as he touched it.

"Impenetrable laws...even mine?"

Thinking about it, they all opened their sleeves and got up, went to the desk and sat down, and swept the palm of the table, a few books were exposed in the empty place.

Find out the book of Lu Yuan's life experience, and open it again, starting from the moment he realized that his master was going to seize the house, read it carefully, and the bored Qi You approached, Lu Liangsheng raised his hand and pressed her face and pushed it aside.

"Go and play with my master, or go downstairs by yourself."

"Oh."

Qiyou watched the old demon holding the book motionless, with a smile on his mouth, and didn't leave. He turned around and spread his skirt, and sat softly in front of the removed round table, propped his chin, and watched him turn the pages quietly. The look of the book.

"No wonder Hong Lian likes it so much...it really looks good, if it hasn't recovered...that's fine, don't think about it..."

Sunlight shone through the window lattice and sprinkled on the blank paper that had been turned over. Lu Liangsheng watched the vertical lines of writing appear and disappear on it, and quickly jotted down some key things in his mind.

"Live the same life as the sky, and be the king in the world." "Cut the auspicious beast, peel off the scales to make a magic weapon, which is called a cloak." "...not subject to the reincarnation of the heavens, you should hide the secret in it."

"Linghui is hidden in the secret key..."

......Longevity with the sky, king with the world, Lu Liangsheng frowned when he saw this horoscope again. He first knew it from the mouth of the first emperor Yang Jian, which was what the first emperor said.

The second time I saw it was this book of Lu Yuan's life experience, and these eight characters were also mentioned later. Could it be that there is some secret hidden there?

Lu Liangsheng looked at the unicorn cloak subconsciously, and Xi You, who was sitting at the round table, raised his eyebrows, and turned his head to follow the scholar's gaze.

"Old demon, what are you looking at?"

Over there, Lu Liangsheng put down his book, put his hands up and walked to the cloak, raised his face and looked carefully. According to the key sentences he found, the cloak is made of unicorn skin, which can hide from the eyes of heaven and hide secrets , the wisdom of the people should be opened...

In the voice of Qiyou's inquiry, the scholar who suddenly thought about his joints raised his hand to touch the center of his eyebrows.

The vertical red marks on the center of the eyebrows were put on by Lu Yuan before he dissipated. If it was just to give him some mana, it would be unnecessary, not to mention that the location here is hidden by the wisdom of the people. Lu Liangsheng vaguely felt that it might be the place to explore the unicorn cloak The so-called key.

After thinking this through, I felt a little excited, I pinched my fingers and sacrificed the Dharma Light to hold the position among the people, a ray of light gradually bloomed between the eyebrows, and shot at the unicorn cloak.

moment.

Lu Liangsheng seemed to have been immobilized, standing still in place, everything around him, Xiyou with his eyes open, Taoist Toad who opened and closed his mouth, and Taoist Toad who was waking up, seemed to be frozen around him.

Or, separated from the world just now, and then turned into stars and scattered, and the surroundings turned into a void of nothingness, leaving only Lu Liangsheng and the unicorn cloak.

"This is... the small world inside? No, it should be because my consciousness has entered the unicorn cloak."

In the field of vision, there is nothingness in the world, which is similar to the small world I saw when I formed the golden pill, except that there is no rotating nebula in the golden pill.

At this moment, the Qilin cloak suddenly burst into light, enveloping the scholar, and the next moment, the surrounding nothingness billowed like smoke. Standing in this black mist, Lu Liangsheng suddenly saw something.

Slowly outlined in the black mist.

boom boom-

Countless footsteps are slowly advancing with the rhythm of the war drums. Lin Li's long spears are pressed down, and the banner with the word "Qin" is painted on it. On the imperial chariot, a majestic figure spreads his sleeves and raises the sword in his hand. , slashed down angrily across the blazing sun.

"Unify the six kingdoms, create a prosperous world, kill!"

"kill--"

"kill--"

The overwhelming shouts converged into a torrent that shook the world, and countless figures held their weapons high and flocked to the distant city frantically. Gunpowder smoke rose, the city wall fell, and the frenzied tide swept to the next enemy city.

Shenzhou beacon smoke, a little bit into a unified.

Not long after, the figure standing on the chariot walked up to the Fengchan Terrace step by step, stood on the top of Mount Tai, held the jade seal and looked at the sky.

"Listen well, I won the government, established the Great Qin, and became the Emperor of Jin, so I will live the same life as the sky and be the king of the world!"