Yan Dynasty forbids cultivating immortals

On August [-]th, the moon is round like a gleaming golden plate, reflecting each other with all kinds of strange lanterns on the ground, making the sky and the ground bright.

Jinan Prefecture has been famous for its springs since ancient times. Every family has spring water, every household has weeping willows, lotus flowers on all sides and willows on three sides.In mid-autumn night, the river lantern carries a piece of candle, flickering in the dim light, and goes down the water. If you sit at the bend of the river and pick up those river lanterns that drift here, you may be able to glimpse the dark heart of the daughter’s family next door. who promised.

Qushuiting Street was dimly lit at this time, and the few streets not far away were where the yamen and government houses were located, so they naturally carried a bit of majesty. The place on Shuiting Street is naturally very quiet.

Li Cheng was a headhunter in the Jinan Prefecture. He had gone to the mountains to study art in the early years, and his father saw that he had been honest and honest all his life, so he shyly begged him for an official post under the county magistrate.Although he doesn't have much talent, he is honest and responsible, and he respects his teachers. On this mid-autumn night, other people's families went to reunite, and he only kept two arresters whose families were close to each other. There are delicious dishes on the table, both meat and vegetables, and I will accompany the magistrate to celebrate the festival.

The current county magistrate of Jinan is no ordinary person. Like Xu Yuanwai, he was once an official in the court, unlike Xu Yuanwai, who once held a prominent position in the court. Hou Ye's deeds of dismounting his horse are enough to overwhelm the ever-stable minister of the Ministry of Industry, but the county magistrate's fate is probably too hard. He lost his wife in middle age, lost his son in old age, and returned to his hometown at the age of retirement. He is not afraid of knocking down the emperor. Ni Lin, the emperor thought he was old, so he was relegated to Jinan Prefecture to be a county magistrate, where he recuperated for three years.

Alone as a stranger in a foreign land, he misses his relatives a lot during the festive season, and when people are reunited, the magistrate looks more lonely and desolate when he is alone.

Li Chenghe and the other arresting officers were polite at first, and they were courteous at the table, but later, perhaps a little drunk, they let go. Although the county magistrate is majestic, he is upright and respected. She lost her shelf a long time ago, but at the end of drinking, she missed the past when she was young.

"The year I entered the university, there was a fellow from my hometown who was only in his twenties. He was named on the gold list, and he was very famous. Afterwards, everyone said that he had the talent of a national scholar, but..." The county magistrate stopped drinking. I can't help but feel a little lost.

"I think I have been an official for dozens of years. Although I have made no achievements, I have a clear conscience. This is the only thing I have kept in my heart. I have been depressed for a long time. It's okay if I don't drink. When I drink, I have to dig it out several times. You juniors, your ears are tired."

Everyone hurriedly waved their hands and said, "How could it be, how could it be?"

The county magistrate sighed and poured a glass of wine on the ground, "The journey is difficult and there are many divergent roads. How many people are here now? I want to ride the wind and go home!"

Everyone drank a lot, and when the banquet was over, the moon was in the sky.

The county magistrate was drunk when he was drunk, and he still had three parts of his mind, and he dressed neatly, "Li Cheng, it's getting late, you should go back and rest earlier."

Li Cheng glanced back at the two brothers, smiled and shook his head, "Both brothers drank a lot and won't be able to wake up for a while, let them sleep for a while, and I will take care of them for a while."

Today's duty is the two drunks who are lying on the wine table, each holding the wine bottle and sleeping in the dark, only Li Chengyi didn't dare to be careless for a while, drank less wine, so as to be prepared.

"It's okay, Feng Yi is still here, it's just for one night, so it's okay." Feng Yi was a servant who took care of the magistrate's daily life, and he didn't know where he had gone at this time.

Li Cheng scratched his head, "Then I'll wait for Feng Yi to come back before leaving."

The magistrate knew that he couldn't hold back, so he let him go.

After leaving the table full of messy cups and dishes, he staggered and walked to the bedroom. Li Cheng saw that the magistrate was shaking, so he hurriedly helped him.

"How is the marriage discussion between you and the girl from the Yang family?"

"It's almost there. Looking at the horoscope, it is said that this year's zodiac taboo for picking lotus will be postponed until next year."

"Oh, that's also good. Change your elm head. Starting a family is not as good as it is now. There are more things to think about. You still have to make up your mind."

Li Cheng supported the person all the way and looked carefully at the steps, and said sincerely, "Got it."

The night wind blows a few wisps of black clouds and temporarily covers the moon with a black veil, and the trees on the ground also shake their leaves and make a rustling sound.

The magistrate lives in the courtyard of Donghua Hall. Behind the wall is a small back garden. There is a big Chinese toon tree inside. The rockery is piled up at random. The moon is just blocked by a large black cloud, and the bright moonlight is blocked. The sky and the earth are dark. .

At some point, there was a black shadow on the wall, like a night cat, silently clinging to the wall.

"Whoa-"

There was the sound of leaves being turned in the wind, and the black shadow on the wall disappeared in an instant.

Yang Qi was very proud of his lightness kung fu, he suffered a lot of beatings when he was learning the knife, but he was the happiest when he was practicing lightness kung fu, not only did he not get beaten, the tenth floor even praised him a few words, "You kid also learned The trick of rubbing the soles of your feet with oil is easy to learn."

I don't know if this counts as exaggeration, light work, isn't it just rubbing oil on the soles of the feet and running fast.He was confident that he didn't make any noise to disturb the wolfdog in the front yard just now.If the dog's ears could even hear this sound, he would be wasting his time in the rivers and lakes.

At this moment Yang Qi was attached to the big toon tree, densely packed leaves covered his figure, he quietly rubbed against his body, climbing the tree like a snail, until he reached the height of the roof, and looked out from the cracks in the branches and leaves.

The side door moved a few times, then the door opened, and a yawning young man came in, he should have come back from playing outside, the servant had not had time to change into his clothes, and walked forward lightly.The banquet was placed in the courtyard, and the leftovers were not collected in time. There were two drunks on the table, and the boy looked back, but he didn't care.

Just looking at it like this, there should be no one else, no one on duty, and the only servant has no combat power. Yang Qi is going to sweep over the eaves and go straight to the front yard. If he is lucky, he might still see that talented man A corpse in half.

Yang Qi came here for no other reason than to see the true face of the talented Wang who died young and wrote a poem of obscenity through the ages.

The servant saw Li Butou sitting sprawled in the grand master's chair in the flower hall, with his saber thrown on the ground, and knew that he was sleepy, so he shook Li Cheng's arm.

"Captain Li, wake up, wake up."

Li Cheng became excited and calmed down when he saw Feng Yi.

"Oh, then you come back, I'll go first."

Li Cheng is going to wake up his two drunk brothers, guard the magistrate's place, and then go around the front to see if the patrol is lazy. Recently, there are many people in the world here, and places with many people are easy to mess up. He has to serve snacks .

Yang Qi hid in the branches and leaves, although he was concealed, but his field of vision was narrow, seeing no one around, he squeezed out from the branches and leaves, the branches and leaves still made a tiny rattling sound, and he slid out like a loach.

The toes lightly touched the tiles, and with a light force, he floated up to the roof.This series of movements is smooth and flowing, which complements his elegant figure, as graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a swimming dragon.The moon ran out from the black clouds, and the land of China was pale. The moon tonight is so beautiful. Yang Qi couldn't help admiring his slender and graceful figure, so he proudly turned to look at his figure in the gap between spinning and jumping. , it doesn't matter.

Mom!At some point, another person appeared on the roof!

The same stature is tall, looks thinner than him, looks taller, also dressed in black, but the man has a wide-sleeved robe, holds a long sword, does not even wear a face scarf, and looks coldly at Yang with thin lips. The seven dancers danced for a long time. This appearance is said to be the reason for the night tour of watching lanterns, so it is not out of the question to climb to the roof to watch the moon.

Yang Qi was frightened and slipped on the soles of his feet. Originally, dancing on the roof was a risky operation. He was frightened, the roof was a curved surface, and he slipped out without stepping on it firmly, and his body balance was instantly broken.Yang Qi felt that something was wrong, and he didn't care about other things. The foot that slipped out suddenly stopped, stepped on the tile, and twisted his body to balance himself back.

Now, his wish of smuggling was completely over. First, there was the "crack" sound of the tiles under his feet bursting, and then a series of "crash" sounds of the tiles sliding down. He got it up.

As soon as Li Cheng stepped out of the door, he heard a loud noise from the top of his head. All the wine in his head came out immediately. He immediately drew his knife and yelled, "Who?"

If Yang Qi doesn't lose the chain, he can run really fast. For example, now, after witnessing Zhongnanshan's Qinggong Treading Snow Without a Trace, he can still breathe a sigh of relief and follow unhurriedly. Praise him once.

When he sprained his ankle at that time, he remembered who the evil god who came up in the cold and dark was the disciple of Zhongnan Mountain who saved the common people a few days ago. He has heard a lot about him these days. Seventeen, called Shen Changliu, is the youngest disciple in the Twelve Sword Formation of Tiangang.

According to the organization method of the Zhongnanshan School, these twelve people are the core members of the school, and the rest are dispensable. In this way, they are also the closed disciples of Yi Hui, the head of this generation.

The two of them rose and fell like big eagles among the rooftops, and arrived at the downtown after a few ups and downs.In mid-autumn night, it is not possible to watch the lanterns all night. The midnight has passed, and most people have gone to rest. After people leave, the lights are still there, and Qushuiting Street is still very lively.Yang Qi followed Shen Changliu out from the cracks in the pavement along the street. Yang Qi might not be able to keep up with the speed of Tread Xue Wuhen, but he was better than this young disciple because of his solid background and age.Follow all the way here.

Yang Qi was also slightly puzzled, why such a handsome young man didn't ask him why he chased him all the way and didn't fight him.

The deserted Shen Changliu seemed to know what he was thinking, "Hero Yang, Elder Brother has something to discuss with you."

The author has something to say: Please forgive the two hundred and five, seeing the beauty twist her waist

It seems to be from Mr. Jin Yong, apply it first, and then let me build one