Great Sui Guoshi

"Brother Chongwen, what else is there?"

"I just think that Mr. Lu is a good character, and his talents and learning should be good. Why don't you take the exam for fame, but wander around... If you think the question is abrupt, you can not answer it. It's just a pity."

Wang Chongwen's words were sincere, without the slightest intention to offend, while the Fourth Scholar winked and frowned.

Over there, Lu Liangsheng turned his eyes and looked aside, with a smile on his face. For a moment, he flicked his sleeves, turned and left with the gourd hanging, and went straight out of the main room, passing through the morning light of the courtyard.

"Did I offend Mr. Lu by what I just said?"

Wang Chongwen looked at the figure who left without saying a word, and when he asked the fourth scholar, Zhang Ti, one of the four, glanced out of the window and moved closer.

"Brother Chongwen, didn't we wink just now? Don't tell me, that Mr. Lu just now is Lu Lang, Lu Liangsheng, who we mentioned to you before. scholarly fame."

Wang Chongwen was just a candidate, so it would be a bit embarrassing to persuade a tribute to obtain a merit, but at this time he didn't think about it, grabbed Zhang Ti's arm, stood on the ground, and looked out the window at the courtyard.

"Is he the demon who smashed the Golden Palace of Emperor Nan Chen in a fit of anger?"

A ray of sunlight penetrated through the window lattice, and when he said this in surprise, the sound of Lu Liangsheng's footsteps faded away.

"The morning sun rises, and the spring bridge drizzles. Drink a pot of turbid wine, and the donkey travels far away.

The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, and the official career is indifferent.Sing a folk song and live in a happy life. "

Wang Chongwen frowned, and after hearing the voice from afar, he suddenly burst out laughing, his face blushed, and with a wave of his hand, someone brought a pen and ink.

"Mr. Chen Chaohun missed the country's scholars, and it is my blessing in the Northland! I must send a letter to my acquaintances in the court."

Morning light poured down through the gaps in the trees.

In the front yard, Lu Liangsheng walked out of the gate, led the old donkey, sat on it, unscrewed the stopper, took a sip of his drink, and patted the donkey's buttocks.

"Walk."

Tread...  

The donkey raised its hooves lightly, then landed again, jingling the copper bell around its neck, walked along the river, and walked across the small bridge. The morning breeze blew into the open field outside the city. The red clothes and skins floated into the air, and the embroidered shoes Falling into the mud and grass, the hem of the skirt flew, Nie Honglian picked a wild chrysanthemum by the side of the road, put it under her nose and smelled it lightly, after a while, she opened her eyes, burst into a smile and ran in front of the old donkey.

She likes to get close to the real feeling.

The ass-hip bookshelf swayed slightly, and in the small compartment that was pushed open, Taoist Toad picked out a short jacket, flipped through the map, then put it aside, picked up the cookbook and flipped through it for a while, propping his chin to look at the stretch of spring outside from his eyes. the end of the past.

"There are still two months left in summer, I'm so hungry..."

Flocks of birds circled the branches in the morning light, flapping their wings and jumping around, shaking the branches and leaves, some turned their eyes to look at the old donkey passing by under the shade of the tree, while the scholar on the donkey's back was hanging Gourd, holding a book and bathing in this morning light, from time to time, a female voice came from not far away.

"Son!"

Lu Liangsheng raised his face from the book, looked at the woman in the red dress flying among the wild flowers and spring grass, and smiled.

"Play for a while, we're on our way!"

Nie Honglian turned around, pear dimples bloomed on her cheeks, and her hands were trumpeted by her mouth.

"Know it!"

The scholar smiled, and his eyes fell back to the pages of the book. This time he came to Shunyuan County by mistake, but he still had such a harvest.

....

Chun Guangyan went to the south, crossed the clouds, crossed the river, and on the land of Heliangzhou, a team returning home to visit relatives encountered bad things on the way back.

boom!

The shaft of the chariot spun wildly and hit a raised stone. The shaft broke and fell to the ground at an angle. It slid out, "Protect Madam and Young Master!"

The shouts of people around, the sound of flesh and blood tearing gradually disappeared.

A figure vomited blood and flew upside down on the bottom of the overturned carriage. More than a dozen men masked in black scarves surrounded them silently, picked up the package on the ground, and searched for the money from the corpse. The companions ran away quickly.

咵…..

The wreckage of the carriage, brown and blue pupils blinked inside, and carefully climbed out.

"Mother...Father..."

The little man softly called out to the woman on the ground, water stains slowly slid down from the corner of his eyes, not far away, there was his father's body, and the guards who escorted him all the way.

"My Buddha... is merciful!"

A sound of the Buddha's name came, and the little man clenched his fists and looked at it with tears in his eyes. A tall and fat monk with a fat head and big ears stood there like a Maitreya.

"Little benefactor, follow the poor monk and leave."

The sky was slanted, the broken carriage was still on the ground, and the surviving horses struggled and screamed. Not long after, a figure galloped over, landed in mid-air, and glanced around.

"Where's the corpse?"

The old man walked over quickly, waved his sleeves towards the carriage, and the carriage exploded and splashed out. It was different from what was expected, and there was nothing inside.

"Where's Yu Wentuo?!"

The roar echoed across the wilderness.

Chapter 128

The night wind blew through the forest, occasional wolf howls could be heard from the gloomy outline of the distant mountains, there was a soft rustling sound in the forest, and small bumps bulged from the ground covered with fallen leaves, spreading from far to near.

wow——

The small bag exploded, and dead leaves and mud were flying in all directions. Sun Yingxian rushed out of the ground, and the moment he landed, two magical amulets hit his legs, and the fallen dead leaves flew up again, and he bowed directly to the ground. An afterimage rushed out of the foothills.

"You didn't go back to Lujiacun, where did you go?"

The Taoist in the running room took two packs of dry food made by Li Jinhua, and rushed back all night under the starry sky. He didn't dare to tell Lu Laoshi and Li Jinhua what happened in the capital. Look, when the woman was preparing dry food for him, Sun Yingxian quietly set up a magic circle at Lu Liangsheng's house, as long as he had an official spirit, he would go in front and come out behind.

"With Lao Lu's temperament, he probably won't commit suicide, and there are old toad and female ghost by his side..."

When the stars and the moon gradually faded into the night sky, and the east turned white, Sun Yingxian was already on the official road, and when he met a business traveler who was on his way, he also inquired about it. The capital city has already issued a wanted arrest for the demon scholar. As for whether he can be caught Scholar and Taoist are not worried at all.

The sky was getting brighter, and in the blue light, the Taoist sat on the roadside stone, tearing off the big white steamed buns and chewing them in his mouth.

"...Mother Yuer, where should I go to find you?"

Looking around, on the official road connecting the capital and Hegu County, there are more and more business travelers and pedestrians, and the nearby teahouses are also noisy. The steamer is opened and steaming, and many travelers from south to north overnight will come here to rest , have a hot breakfast.

"...The demon has not been caught yet, but His Majesty has become very angry in the capital and scolded many officials."

Pedestrians and traders who come and go from all over the world usually chat with each other or exchange some useful information when they get together.

"Hey, if Master Min, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, hadn't stopped him, maybe His Majesty would have sent someone to arrest the scholar's family."

"Although the monster smashed the Golden Luan Hall, but the dignified emperor went to the remote villages to arrest the scholar's family, it would be a bit of a fuss, it seems too intolerant."

"If there is room for others, why did the scholar smash the Golden Palace? According to the news from inside, it is His Majesty who insulted others first, and the scholar just talked about He Liangzhou..."

"Is there such a thing?"

Someone slammed the table.

"If it were me, I would be smashed too!"

"Speak carefully, don't talk nonsense!"

The guests who waved their hands were at the next table, and one of them took a sip of gruel and sighed.

"Speaking of which, the scholar smashed the Golden Palace in a fit of rage, which brought his mentor into trouble. Have you heard of Duke Shu Hua? Now he is in prison..."

Lord Shuhua?

Outside the arbor, Sun Yingxian swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns, put the rest into the bag in a hurry, and did not rest any more. She used the method of escaping from the ground, burrowed into the ground, swelled up a small bag, and took a shortcut in the wilderness, and flew towards the capital. past.

Except for Lu Liangsheng, Taoists have always respected scholars at a distance. In his eyes, these Confucian scholars are either dull and pedantic, stubborn, or have too many ideas, pursue profits, and have weak writing and no backbone.

But in fact, apart from Lao Lu, Wang Shuhua really made him feel awe-inspiring, and he was also Lu Liangsheng's mentor, so no matter what, he had to go there.

If possible, bring him out of prison.

It was already noon on the second day after arriving in Tianzhi, the capital city. Sun Yingxian went to Min Changwen's mansion first. The latter was not in the mansion. After inquiring, he hadn't been back since the morning court.

After turning around, the Taoist went to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs again, and before he could use the spell to infiltrate, he met a person outside.

——Zuo Zhengyang.

"Get out of the way! Good dogs don't get in the way"

Sun Yingxian roared angrily, wanted to cast a spell, and entered the prison through the wall. Halfway through, he was pulled out by the collar and thrown aside.

"Presumptuous! How can the court prison let you trespass to save people!"

In the alley on the side of the Prison of the Ministry of Punishment, Zuo Zhengyang held the handle of the knife in one hand, and stretched out his arm to stop the extremely angry Taoist. He stared at him for a while, and his tone softened.

"Min Shangshu doesn't allow you to act like this, he has already gone to the palace to plead with His Majesty."

"It's useless to beg for mercy." The Taoist pushed his arm away and took two steps back.

"If he is enlightened, he won't blame an old man!"

But then he was interrupted by Zuo Zhengyang's scolding: "This time you are wrong, although there are elements of venting anger, but Duke Shu Hua himself went to contradict His Majesty! That's why he was sent to prison!"

He turned sideways, stepped out of the way, and waved his hand.

"If you don't believe me, go to the prison and ask him to see if what I said is true!"

Sun Yingxian was stunned for a moment, and then gave Zuo Zhengyang a hard look, as well as the brand new robe of the Ministry of Criminal Justice that he was wearing.

"I will ask myself."

Straight out of this alley, walked into the Prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice with Zuo Zhengyang, passed through a narrow corridor, the vision was dim, the air was filled with a damp and musty smell, and people's wails and cries were everywhere. He yelled a few times, and smashed the prison fence loudly with a wooden stick.

"Shut up, whoever is clamoring for injustice, I will whip him a few times!"

Zuo Zhengyang was walking on the side. He was born in captives and was used to seeing life and death. He didn't have much feeling for the crying people in prison. The only old man he wanted to meet was an old friend. Opened his mouth and said:

"Mr. Shuhua is too hot-tempered and famous. His Majesty didn't dare to vent his anger and imprison him before... But some time ago, Mr. Shuhua ran outside the Xuanyang Gate alone and beat the king's drum. Even Min Shangshu didn't I know, and later, I didn’t know what offended His Majesty, so I was locked up here, I hope Lu Liangsheng will not know, otherwise it will be troublesome.”

After listening, the Taoist just snorted.

"right here."

The jailer leading the way took out a copper key and removed the chain, Zuo Zhengyang stayed outside and let the Taoist go in by himself.

"You are also an acquaintance of Mr. Shuhua, it is best to persuade him."

When Sun Yingxian arrived, he nodded to him and stepped in. The small window above the prison room was filled with sunlight, and the light dust was flying.

The old man was sitting cross-legged in a shadowy corner inside. He was wearing a dirty prison uniform. His hair was messy and pale, covering his face. There was no scar on his body, which should have been specially taken care of by Zuo Zhengyang.

In the corner, Wang Shuhua seemed to hear footsteps, raised his face slightly, and saw that it was Sun Yingxian who walked into the room of light and dust, with a smile on his face.

"Xiao Daoist, long time no see."

In the past, with a hippie smiling face and a cynical Taoist expression, he squatted down opposite the old man and remained silent for a while.

"Mr. Shu Hua, I will take you away."

Chapter 129

"Ha ha!"

The old man shook his white hair and laughed, with a calm expression, he leaned against the wall, looked over the priest's head, and looked at the dust dancing in the sunlight that shone into the prison.

"If the old man wants to go out, he can just lower his head, but my neck is a bit stiff, so I can't lower my head no matter what."

"If you don't leave, you may be decapitated..."

Zuo Zhengyang mentioned the situation before, and the Taoist couldn't help but asked: "Is the emperor taking his anger out on you? If so, I should learn from Lao Lu and smash him back to the Golden Palace!"

"Decapitation? The old man doesn't even frown."

The old man lowered his eyes, looked at him, passed for a while, and then answered the Taoist.

"It is, it is not."

Having said that, Wang Shuhua supported the wall and stood up slowly.

"If the old man knew that Liang Sheng had smashed the Golden Luan Hall angrily, he might have stopped him, but now that he has smashed it, the old man would say 'OK!' The Taoist may not understand the meaning of this."

The old man walked around the prison with a smile, looking at Zuo Zhengyang at the door, and at the sunlight shining through the small window.

"Jun Mingchen dies without regret, and Jun Mingchen dies and remonstrates and pushes back. Liangsheng speaks out for the people of He Liangzhou. This is what scholars of our generation should do. If you are humiliated by this, as a teacher, how can you be indifferent? ?