Great Sui Guoshi

How did this old pig scare her like this.

With the beginning of everything, Lu Liangsheng also had a purpose. He arranged a bedroom and a weaving room for Zhu Erniang under the attic, and took Hong Lian to the street to find the house where he had dinner last night. In the restaurant, I found Zhu Gangli who was cooking a pot of stew in the back kitchen and told the story.

The old pig put down the kitchen knife and wiped the greasy hands on the apron, "Three meals a day, my old pig is fine, as long as the ingredients are enough, okay, the back kitchen is important, you go out first, after the work is done, I will come back and talk to you." You discuss the details."

Probably because he didn't want Lu Liangsheng and Hong Lian to watch him cook, he threw the two scholars out, and when they returned to the street, Lu Liangsheng simply dragged Hong Lian around, picking out some things that girls like, by the way I also bought a copy for Qiyou, who has been with me for so long, and has worked hard, but has never given them a gift.

When it was almost noon, from a distance, I heard the desolate ox horn sounding from the imperial city, and the faint and rhythmic beating of drums at the four gates of Chang'an.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

On the long street, many people stopped and looked around.

"What happened?" "Is there an enemy attacking the city?! Go back and have a look!"

The people gathered in twos and threes whispered to each other, Hong Lian felt the evil spirit in the drumbeat, and tightened the hand of the scholar beside him.

"Young master, what's the matter?"

Lu Liangsheng reassured her: "It's okay." Frowning slightly, his eyes were locked tightly, and he looked in the direction of the imperial city. Thinking of what the emperor said last night, it seemed that his heart was very urgent.

"It's a wartime drum...there's going to be war soon."

Chapter 6 and One Can't Count on Master

The drumming lasted for a moment and then fell silent. The passers-by on the long street talked for a while, and went on to go about their business.

"Let's go too."

Lu Liangsheng called Hong Lian beside him, and walked to the nearby streets for a stroll. Now that a woman has been enlightened for several years, it is okay to stay in the sun for two hours, and even for cultivators, there are many benefits. , the scholar gave Hong Lian who was following him a body-protecting spell,

Near noon, the temperature was much hotter, the west market was full of fish and dragons, and there was the sound of tinkling iron from the blacksmith shop. The thick blacksmith had a gloomy face, took a towel to wipe off the sweat on his face, and only smiled when he saw the guests coming. , the young and strong man with bare arms moved bags of newly-introduced grain and rice to the warehouse one by one after being counted by the lady shopkeeper. The chubby rice shop boy happily climbed up and down the cart, causing his mother to scold him !

Loud yells were intertwined on the whole street, Hong Lian enviously caressed the cloth and silk at a booth, looked at the two clay figurines in his hand, touched them lightly, turned and left the booth.

"No more?" Lu Liangsheng said softly.

"No more."

Hong Lian shook two clay figurines, a male and a female, in his hands, and waved the scholar-like one in front of Lu Liangsheng's eyes.

"It's enough to have these. I can't use the cloth and silk. I don't need it now. If I really like something, I just change it myself."

The change here actually refers to using magic power to create something you like, which has no skin-friendly touch and cannot be taken off.

"Your body has been enshrined in the temple for many years, and in two years you may have flesh and blood."

Lu Liangsheng took the woman's hand, walked on the side of the street, and when he said a few words of comfort, Hong Lian at the side smiled at him indifferently, and then suddenly turned his face to look at the man and woman who had missed the two of them. , Walking out for a while, still looking behind.

"Master...the man and woman who just passed by, that man..."

"Ah."

Lu Liangsheng turned his face slightly, and from the corner of his eye glanced at a pair of backs covering the pedestrians. That was the Lu Yuan he drew, but it was actually Lu Liangsheng himself. As for the woman next to him, the scholar said softly: " Just pay off a debt of love."

"Oh."

Hong Lian didn't understand half of what she heard. Since the son didn't want to say more, she didn't ask too much if she was interested. After walking a few steps, she still couldn't help but look back at the pair of backs that had disappeared at the end of the long street. Was that woman Min Yuerou? wrong.

Immediately, he shook his head, pushed his thoughts to the back of his head, and happily led the young master to continue strolling along the lively long street. This kind of atmosphere has not been seen for a long time, and he is full of joy.

Soon, it was noon, and the two returned to Wanshou Temple. Lu Liangsheng continued to be busy with collecting orphans from all over the place to enter the temple. He also wrote a memorial and handed it to Yang Guang in the palace, and then sent it to Menxia Province for non-stop review The drafting of the imperial edict is related to the affairs of the national teacher. The officials in the sect did not dare to delay, and the imperial edict was drawn up in the afternoon and sent to various places.

In the golden autumn of October, when the news was sent back from the various prefectures, the first batch of orphans had already been screened and sent to Chang'an. Lu Liangsheng, who was sitting in the attic practicing at noon, received the news and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The convenience of human rights is sometimes really a practice What Chinese people can't understand is that such a huge workload can be implemented in just a few months in the hands of the court.

The wind blew the leaves yellow and fell.

Lu Liangsheng walked out of the attic, spread out his palms, and watched a dead leaf fall into his palms. During this period of time, the state of psychic powers has been completely stabilized. After practicing for two months, he not only mastered calling the wind and calling the rain, but also used another magical power: restraining the gods, and stepping on it. After entering the door, supernatural powers are quite difficult compared to all kinds of spells, and they are also inseparable from the realm.

Of course, they don’t focus on practicing. Occasionally, they take Hong Lian and Qi You to go shopping in the market, and feel the smoke. Sometimes Zuo Zhengyi and Yan Chixia will pass by Chang’an and come here as guests to talk about the outside situation. Lu Liang Sheng asked if he had seen Li Suian, the two shook their heads in unison, after all, the boy went to the southwest, and there was no news, so who knows what he was doing.

What puzzled Lu Liangsheng was that his master, Taoist Toad, was elusive during this time. He often ran to Lishan Mountain with a gourd on his back, and hid in the alchemy room when he came back, concocting some strange and colorful pills.

It is said to be used to reproduce dreams.

Of course, what concerned scholars the most was the matter of the Western Expedition to Tuyuhun. A month ago, grain, fodder and supplies had gathered in Sanpu, Gyeonggi Province, and the public opinion of Yang Guang's operation was also spreading among the public. Make these into stories.

"A few months ago, the small country of Quer in the Western Regions came to pay tribute to Chang'an, the capital of the Great Sui Dynasty. Those foreign envoys were really tiger-wolf-hearted, and wanted to lower my prestige in the Great Sui Dynasty. , What was the result? The one who was beaten by my national teacher Lu Liangsheng was a shit, and ran away with his head in his arms..."

Storytelling in teahouses and restaurants may not be true, but it does not prevent them from being listened to as stories. However, those literati and elegant guests sneered at the barbarian countries in the Western Regions.

The public opinion on the operation has been raised, and Yang Guang's edict has been issued. There is not much conflict among the people and the families of all parties. If the land in the northwest is won, after all, a large piece of land is also something that makes people covetous.

There is not much content in the edict, just a few simple sentences.

"The barbarian country in the Western Regions has fallen into our great Sui Dynasty. How can we still be played by the barbarians? I am determined to conquer Tuyuhun myself, so as to show the prestige of the Sui people and increase the prestige of our country!"

"Increasing our country's prestige..."

Lu Liangsheng murmured softly, the words on the emperor's edict, walked through the forest between the mountain gates, pieces of withered yellow fell one after another, and the old donkey who was following nearby jumped back and forth in the fallen leaves, flicking his tongue to pick them up, for a moment, On the swaying mane, a pair of donkey ears trembled, as if they heard different sounds, signaled to the owner on the side, and neighed towards the mountain gate below.

"It's Tuo'er, and Yuanfeng and Chengen."

The scholar standing under a golden cypress tree felt the breath of the visitor, stroked the arched muzzle of the old donkey, walked up the stone steps, and came to the mountain gate in a blink of an eye.

There were two people riding horses from a distance, leading a carriage slowly coming over. Seeing the figure with hands behind their backs at the gate, the two people on horseback dismounted hastily and came over to greet them. With a stroking sound, he knelt down on one knee.

"Yuanfeng pays homage to Master!"

"Get up and talk."

Lu Liangsheng also hasn't seen each other for two years. He heard from Yu Wentuo that he went to Taiyuan with Li Yuan. Could it be that he came back because of the Northwest War?

"Disciple Yu Wentuo (Wang Cheng'en) pays respects to Master!"

Qu Yuanfeng stood up, and the old man who got off the carriage trotted over energetically, and saluted with Yu Wentuo beside him, "Master, Yuanfeng is about to go to war."

Half-blind, fearing that the two juniors would be the first to open their mouths, he directly explained the reason for coming here. Lu Liangsheng nodded, and cast his eyes on Qu Yuanfeng who was standing among the three of them, "Before, you went to Taiyuan with Delong, Did you come back this time for the Northwest War?"

"Return to master...the disciple is about to go to war."

Qu Yuanfeng was the tallest among his senior brothers. He almost died in the Turkic War, so he was unable to practice again. He followed Li Yuan to Taiyuan, and he was no longer disturbed by trivial matters. It was changed to a battle formation, which was more perfect. I participated in the Western Expedition in the past to sharpen myself, so that I would not appear so useless among my seniors.

"Master, don't worry, even if Yuanfeng loses his mana, he will never embarrass you. In the future, he will have a place in the court and let the Qu family be proud!"

There was a rustling sound in the forest, and Yuwentuo and Wang Banxia who were standing on both sides felt very reluctant. Wars are always cruel, and it is extremely difficult to retreat completely.

Lu Liangsheng wanted to persuade him, but his expression was determined, and his words changed into other words in his mouth.

"Let's go, I will send you off for the teacher."

The army had already moved out, so there was no delay, Lu Liangsheng took Yu Wentuo and Wang Banxia, ​​walked through the long street, sent Qu Yuanfeng outside the north gate, and gave some trivial instructions about safety.

"When you get there, don't be as brave as last time."

"It's Master."

"Your formation technique, you have your own confidence, you can't say it as a teacher, but if it is beneficial to the war, you might as well kill a few more barbarians for your teacher."

"Haha, I know Master doesn't like barbarians!"

The atmosphere opened up, hearty laughter filled the long pavilion outside the city, and the sound of horns came from afar. Qu Yuanfeng didn't dare to delay any longer, got on his horse, and bid farewell to the master and two senior brothers who were under the pavilion.

"Yuanfeng, take this."

Lu Liangsheng took out a pitch-black iron whip from his sleeve. It is not only a magic weapon, but also can be wielded as a weapon on the battlefield. However, Qu Yuanfeng on horseback shook his head, "Master, Yuanfeng wants to rely on himself this time!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his horsewhip heavily, and rushed to the military camp in the north, stopped halfway, looked back at the gazebo, and saw the master and two senior brothers who were still standing there, their eyes were wet, and they hurried back to see the previous one , then we are about to leave.

Perhaps some reluctance welled up in my heart, I turned the horse's head around, arched my hands again towards that side, and shouted: "Master! Senior brother!" Bending down on the horse's back and bowing, it took a while to calm down and rein in the reins , shouted violently: "Drive!" and left along the official road.

Looking at the figure that disappeared under the autumn sun, Lu Liangsheng patted the two disciples Yu Wentuo and Wang Chengen who were still looking at him, and returned to the city together. The two returned to Yuwen Mansion, and the scholar returned to Wanshou Temple. Zijin Gourd let go of his flippers and dashed back from behind, and entered the attic with him.

"Liangsheng, quickly pour a bowl of water for Master!"

Lu Liangsheng looked at his master sweating profusely, poured a bowl of cold water on the table, and sat down beside him: "Master, what are you doing going to the mountains every day during this time? Just to refine that dream pill?"

ton ton ton~~~

Daoist Toad, who was leaning on the gourd with his legs crossed, showed his soft belly, took a few sips from the bowl of cow and put it aside, then he burped comfortably.

"It's Hui Mengdan. I had a strange dream for my teacher last time. In the dream, countless pairs of eyes stared straight at my teacher, Liang Sheng. You know how good your teacher is, how powerful you were back then, and now even more so." It is to restore the demon pill, but I have such a dream for no reason, how can I sleep peacefully if I don't figure it out!"

"Master, if you are free, help me do something about orphans..."

"Liangsheng, you can't rely on Master for everything... let's not talk about it, there is still work to do as a teacher!"

He dragged the gourd and jumped off the table, with a "slap", he fell to the ground with a loud bang, got up again as if nothing happened, and climbed excitedly to the attic.

"Master... oh... just use the spell of returning to dreams, what kind of pills are made."

Lu Liangsheng shook his head and didn't think about it too much. He still had a lot of things to do. After all, more than 200 orphans came to Beijing, and they had to prepare food and clothing.

'It would be nice if Lao Sun was here. '

Chapter 6 and Two

After autumn, there was continuous drizzle along the river.

The turbulent river was covered with mist, and the boats crossing the river docked at the pier, waiting for the business travelers crossing the river to go to a nearby rest shop to eat and drink, waiting for the next ferry.

"It's not raining too much, when will we leave the boat." "You ask me, who can I ask?"

"The boat owner is really too careful."

"Bang bang~~~"

"Who the hell is so noisy, knock knock, you're going to die!"

A few tables of talking vendors are not far away, and there is another table where a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe sits, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, a pair of mustaches on his upper lip, and his eyes looking back and forth. Hanging his feet on the stool, he tapped the tea bowl with chopsticks.

Someone took a look and pulled down the companion who was about to get up: "Forget it, don't go, it's just a kid, that Taoist priest is not a good person at first glance, it's best not to go there."

"Who is not a good person?!"

The Taoist who heard these words stood up with a slap of his chopsticks, rolled up his sleeves, and stepped on the bench: "Whoever is bad, you should point it out in front of the Tao!"

In the tea shed, eight tables of vendors raised their fingers in unison, and they all pointed at themselves. The Taoist was stunned for a moment, shrugged his shoulders and sat back resentfully.

"If my master didn't allow me to do anything to ordinary people before his death, I would paste a talisman on your face. Besides, I'm ugly, but it's also a woman's. Do you have any?!"

Muttering, he picked up the chopsticks again, and when he saw the little man beside him eating and laughing, he stared angrily at him.

"Eat fast, we still have to cross the river, and we're going to sail later, if you didn't have to follow me, I'd be fine..."

The little man took a mouthful of rice and raised his eyebrows.

"Buried in the ground?"

"Bah, that's called earth escape technique!" The Taoist ate a few mouthfuls casually, shook his sleeves, shrank his neck and turned away, looked at the lead-green rain curtain outside, and yawned.

"This is an earth dungeon technique. Maybe it's almost time to reach Chang'an at this time. Whoever walks slowly on the road with you also needs to take a boat. I don't know if I have enough money."

This Taoist is the Sun Yingxian that the scholar said before, and the little man next to him is the bright moon in the mountains. After picking up the rice grains in the bowl, the little man propped up his chin and watched the continuous rain hitting the reeds by the river. , pouted and whispered.

"I don't want to come out either... It's my mother who insisted on me coming out to see the world, and told me not to stay in the mountains all the time. I'll be worthless in the future..."

The words stopped suddenly, Mingyue's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand to pull the Taoist's robe: "Bad Taoist priest, you said that you don't have enough money, why don't I change some gold and silver, or find some Taoist robbers, and follow them It’s okay to find some money on your body, and I heard from the villagers that my husband also did this in the past.”

Speaking of Lu Liangsheng, Sun Yingxian, who had his back to him, got excited, turned around, reached out and knocked Mingyue on the head, restraining his usual hippie smile.

"If that rotten good man knows that you use illusion to change money, he will punish you, and then talk about the robbery. Now the world is peaceful, and this way has never met before. Don't say these things in front of that rotten good man!"

"Oh."

Mingyue covered her head and watched the Taoist fumble from the yellow cloth pocket for a long time, took out a few pennies and put them on the table, looked and looked again, got up and went outside, and whispered to the little man behind him: "This is the Taoist treasure. After a long time, when you arrive in Chang'an, you find a way to pay me back."

"Have you been hiding it for a long time?"

The Taoist stood in the rain and looked at the rain falling all over the sky. He patted the yellow cloth bag, and there was a rattling sound inside, obviously there was still a lot.

"Hmph, that's too little? Master Dao saves one penny a day. It's been two years. Do you know how long you've saved in this way? It's a total of six hundred coins!"

Mingyue followed behind with her fingertips, her mother taught him some arithmetic, counting over and over again, always felt that something was wrong, frowned, and shouted to the back in front of her in doubt.

"That's not right either."

"Old mother Yueer, don't worry about it that much, I just said it casually."

"You! Dare! Humiliate! Me! Mother! Dear!"