how a stallion is made

Safe journey.

"...Grandpa, your hoe...is too tempered..." Changing back into clothes dressed as a landlord's son, Tantai Shuhe went to a village again.As soon as he came in, he looked for the long-lost hoe for the old cow cow.

result--

"Master, do you still make strange noises on the roof at night?"

The old man looked at Tantai Shuhe in shock, nodded involuntarily and said: "How do you know?"

"...the hoe is standing on the edge of the thatch..." Tantai Shuhe raised his head and pointed to the handle of the hoe standing high on the roof, and sighed.

Sigh... why do you do all this crap about hunting cats and catching dogs?Tantai Shuhe felt a little regretful, Lao Tzu came to be the emperor!I didn't come to learn from Lei Feng!

Tantai Shuhe turned around and left, it's too late!Stay away from these people, or you won't be able to reach Weiyang Capital in another ten years.

The decayed grass is desolate, and the river of Wangchuan flows endlessly.

Tantai Shuhe wandered loosely, teasing the agile fish in the underwater from time to time.

"Ugh……"

I don't know why Tantai Shuhe felt a little regretful, if he had known earlier, he would have kidnapped Lan Ruo and left together.It's really boring like this now, the loneliness of being alone is empty and cold.

"Ah... huh?"

A touch of plain white suddenly appeared in the weeds in front of Tantai Shuohe.

"..."

Not the person I just thought of, right?Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao's level is no one else.

Out of the professional ethics cultivated over the years, Tantai Shuhe silently stepped forward to check the situation.

"Ah! Xiaobai!" The man who was still lying dead in the grass one second, quickly came to life the next second, and vigorously shook the frightened Tantai Shuhe with his arms around him.

"It's really you!"

Damn, it's so heartless.

It was a joy for the two to meet again, and it was a good exchange of greetings.Seeing that Lan Ruo didn't have any qualms, Tantai Mohe understood what he meant - Taoism and conspiracy, not asking about misfortunes and fortunes.

Feeling sorry, Tantai Shuohe took him to the nearest town to find a place to stay.

It was almost dusk, and there was a sea of ​​dim lights on the Wumaguan Road. From nowhere, a pair of stone pillars and white lanterns stood beside the road every ten steps.The faint fire seems to come from the underworld, not the world, and the cold north wind blows through, making people panic.

There is a stone tablet where the villages and towns intersect with the official road, and the stone tablet reads: Qiandeng.

The two characters are elegant, like clusters of flowers, but empty and light.

Tantai Shuhe raised his head and exchanged a glance with Lan Ruo, then walked in generously.

There are people, and there are enough fireworks.There happened to be an inn at the westernmost end. The sign of the inn that had grown over termites had long since changed beyond recognition, and it was hard to tell what the name was.

However, this is not important, the important thing is that Lan Ruo eats happily and desperately, as if she hasn't eaten in several lifetimes.As a result, Tantai Shuhe had to carefully consider whether the Chu family would not give him food.

"You eat slowly."

"Woo... Let me tell you, Xiaobai..." Lan Ruo stuffed something into her mouth while pouring bitter water, "The Chu family's taste is too strange! I, Jialan, didn't even say to ban meat, but they are fine. You can't eat meat for three meals! This mouth is really fading out like a bird!"

"En." Tantai Shihe smiled and listened to his nonsense, if Lan Ruo didn't want to find him, they would never meet anyway.As soon as the tea was poured in his hand, Tantai Shuhe lowered his head and took a small sip, but before he swallowed it, he sprayed it out, almost missing the face of the eloquent Lan Ruo.

"Xiaobai, what's wrong with you?" Lan Ruo paused reluctantly, and stopped her chopsticks.

"Pfft—what kind of water is this!" Of course Tantai Shuhe knew it was bitter water, he was just expressing his admiration.God knows how Lan Ruo drank cup after cup without changing his face. There was saltiness in the bitterness, astringency in the saltiness, and an inexplicable strange taste in the astringency.

Lan Ruo was puzzled when she heard the words, and took a sip from the teacup: "Well, it's a bit bitter, astringent, and salty, like brine."

Tantai Shuhe looked up at the sky, this foodie couldn't be cured, "Since when did you drink brine?"

"Actually it's fine..."

The waiter at the counter noticed the situation here, trotted over immediately, nodded and bowed, and explained for a long time.

It turned out that this place is suffering from drought and there is no rain for many years.The Wangchuan River more than a dozen miles away was choppy, but it was a pity that it was already unusable water.

In a certain year in the previous dynasty, the sky fell, and since then, there has been no source of sweets for a hundred miles around, but in the world of thousands of lights, the well water is bitter and the river water is salty, without exception.

"Master, masters, this place is like this, please bear with me."

Naturally, Tantai Shuhe didn't want to embarrass him because of such a thing, so he waved his hands and told him to do what he should do.To be honest, Tantai Shuhe would not believe in the legend of the stars and water. Yes, we must insist on looking at the problem from a scientific perspective. This must be a problem of terrain and climate.

Naturally, Tantai Shuohe, who has always maintained the habits of ordinary people, will not go out to check the situation until the next day.

When the morning light first appeared, it took a while for Tantai to get up expressionlessly, his eyes were black and blue, and he was exhausted.He quietly looked at the paper on the window, it was white, like the Chu family's robe.

Tantai Shuhe smiled wryly, hell, why do you keep thinking about such things?It was good not seeing Lan Ruo at first, but when he saw Lan Ruo, he couldn't help but not think of Chu Lingxiao.

Oh shit!illusion!It's all hallucinations!

I was just fooled by his pretty face!I don't like men at all!

"Ugh……"

Even though he was making all sorts of sophistry, Tantai Shuohe knew that he probably fell for the truth this time, and he fell on a minor, what's more, he was still the one below.

Tantai Shuhe refused to accept, very dissatisfied.

Except for his face, Lao Tzu's whole body doesn't look like a victim!

No, I don't like men at all!

……

Lan Ruo was waiting downstairs and couldn't wait any longer. When she went upstairs and opened the door to barge in, what she saw was the expression of Tantai Shuhe, who was suddenly smiling and then cold, comparable to a facial neuropathy.

"...Morning." Tantai Shuhe restrained all his emotions, and greeted Lan Ruo with a smile.

Seeing this, Lan Ruo suddenly understood a little bit, but it was a pity that she was in an awkward position, and she didn't know how to persuade her.I had no choice but to change the subject: "It's already high in the sun."

"Okay." Tantai Shuhe was about to get up, paused, and changed into the royal robes that indicated his identity.He has already made preparations, no matter the road ahead is a bloody storm or a rain of blood, he must tenaciously persevere to the end, unless death deprives him of his life.

If Lan Ruo is here, will those monsters and monsters be far behind?

After breakfast, the two of them went out.Xiaoer looked at Tantai's moon-white four-claw flying dragon robe, his eyes were straight, and he almost fell when serving the dishes, and didn't dirty Tantai's well-made clothes.

There are hundreds of families in Qiandeng Town, and the rammed earth houses are warm in winter and cool in summer, but unfortunately the lighting is not good.Scattered houses form a pattern of outer square and inner circle, which is all right from the point of view of feng shui.

In the center of the town stood a big drum, blood red, as weird as it could be.

Tantai Shuohe raised his head and looked at it carefully, and finally remembered what it was.Lan Ruo saw that there was a half-new drumstick next to the drum tower shelf of this thing, and in the way of resignation, she lifted it and hammered it.

"stop--"

An old beggar with a vague appearance jumped out from nowhere, and there was nothing clean on his body, and pieces of mud fell down when he made any movement.

"Boom!" Lan Ruo didn't have time to stop, but still knocked on the drum.Tantai Shuohe was startled, rushed up and pulled Lan Ruo and knocked it twice, and then pulled him to put down the drumstick.

The old beggar immediately scolded the two of them: "Is this something you brats are playing with? You..." The old beggar rolled his eyes on Tantai Shuhe, but after all, he still couldn't bear it. The words were held back.

It's a joke, this is the costume of the royal family, a nobleman with unparalleled hands and eyes, how dare he scold him as an old beggar?There is no place to cry when you are killed.

The emperor broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people, which means it sounds good.

"I'm sorry." Tantai Shuhe knew he was being unreasonable, and gave in.

Lan Ruo saw that Tantai Shuhe was like this, and knew that there was still some tricks in it, so she lowered her head: "Old man, is it me?"

Although it is said that immortals are different, Ke Lanruo has seen a lot among ordinary people, so she still has no prejudice.At least - this mortal's meal is still very good.

The old beggar was also straightforward, he didn't feel any fear, he just asked casually: "Does the lord know the origin of this drum?"

Tantai Shuhe knew that this person must know about the drum, so he didn't dare to exaggerate: "Although Xiao Wang has heard about it, but... I would like to hear it in detail."

"My lord thinks highly of my humble settlement." The old beggar smiled strangely, "This is provocation!"

"People are provoking drums?" Lan Ruo seemed to have remembered something at this moment.

"Your Majesty, do you know the name of the Northern Xinjiang guard in the previous dynasty was Ning Banxia?" Seeing that Lan Ruo was curious, the old beggar asked Lan Ruo.

"I would rather die than submit, and serve the country faithfully." Tantai Shuhe added casually.

The old beggar shouted hello, and immediately began to fight, singing and writing like a storyteller.

"My lord, which one do you mean? Our Qiandeng place wasn't called Qiandeng before, it was called Takizuo. It's... Weiyang's sage, Guangyao Wujing—"

Tantai Shuhe supported his forehead and interrupted: "Old man, you don't need to report Gaozu's posthumous title and temple name, this is not a serious occasion, just say it casually."

The old beggar looked at Tantai Shuai carefully, seeing that he was not being polite, so he let go, nodded and said: "That's fine."

"Everyone knows that Gaozu Weiyang was from Luoyuan in the Helan Mountains. He started the incident from the northwest of Jizhou. He once passed by here, and when he saw this person, he beat the drum twice out of curiosity, and joked to his subordinates. I bought this drum for Mingjin." The old beggar paused familiarly, "But who knows, this extraordinary drum was made by Ruan Shangong to suppress hundreds of thousands of resentful souls."

Tantai Shuhe explained to Lan Ruo at the right time: "Ruan Shangong is Ruan Fang, the ancestor of the Qixia Ruan family."

"...Xiaobai, I know this well."

"Oh, I'm afraid you don't know."

"But didn't you say that Ruan gave up the court and returned to the wild last time?"

"It's retired, but he can still roam around."

"It's also a reason..."

Lan Ruo nodded in agreement, but in a blink of an eye, the old beggar stared at him, almost seeing a flower.

"What... what's wrong?"

"Sorry, it's our fault."

The old beggar took a deep breath and continued to talk about the book: "Who is this Ruan Shangong? A monk of the immortal way, with powerful magic power..."

It's really a sad old thing.

Ning Banxia, ​​the former general stationed in Jizhou, had foreseen this possibility three years before the Xiongnu went south, but it was a pity that the emperor ignored the government affairs, and such important official documents were buried in the high pile of files.Ning Banxia repeatedly asked for help but was unable to do anything.

At that time, Ruan Fang, who would turn the tide and help the building to collapse in the future, was still serving tea and water in the Hanlin Garden and doing errands for the old pedants.After all, it's not the number one scholar, so no one cares whether Ruan Fang's smelly and hard stone is jade in the rough.

In the end, the Huns going south became a reality. Ning Banxia was loyal to his duty, and he insisted on relying on [-] infantry against [-] Xiongnu Iron Buddha cavalry, and he still survived until the people of Jizhou withdrew from Bailidi.Naturally, whether Ning Banxia is a human being or not a god, he can be considered a hero even if he died in a battle.

One hundred thousand heroic souls of Jizhou Wei fell in World War I.As a result, in the Takizuo territory of Jizhou in those years, there were strange stories about the evil soldiers making excuses.

Ruan Fang, a mere literati, set up a pen to serve in the army, and did his best to continue the national fortune for a hundred years for the previous dynasty, saving the people from the suffering of being displaced for generations.

However, when the emperor returned from his west tour to the east, and offered rewards for his achievements, the Ning family suffered disaster.

It's ridiculous that this stupid king thought that the Ning family was not doing enough to defend the border, so he ordered someone to imprison him and ask to be executed after autumn!This Ning Banxia is not a tactful person either, he has many enemies in the court, the most formidable of which is Yuqian Zuocheng Zhou Nongyu.

Nongyu Zuocheng, who has power in the court and is famous for a while, is just an idler, adhering to the principle of "not only defeating the enemy, but also stepping on it, so that he will never stand up again".Following the emperor's wishes, Zhou Nongyu fabricated ten crimes against the Ning family with 72 minor offenses. He was a family full of loyalists, and thus became a family of disasters that will be infamous for thousands of years.

Ning Banxia, ​​a dead person, of course cannot refute.But his son is not a cowardly person, he scolds the king, faint minister and sycophant in the execution ground.Most of all, at the moment when the knife was on the verge of death, this son actually yelled out the eternal swan song:

There is no need to be loyal to the country, and falsely accuse the white as a black maniac!

If you want to add a crime, why worry!

Although I am not a great husband in the world, I can't bear this humiliation!

God knows I am wronged!The earth knows I am wronged!Please prove my innocence!

If my whole family is loyal, I will splash my blood to make gold!I will cry with hundreds of rivers!I will show my loyalty and courage with Ling Shuang's iron face!

At that time, the prison officer was confused and hesitated again and again, but still issued the execution order.The son of Ning Banxia killed him with his neck open, and immediately fulfilled the first rule. A tall column of blood sprayed out from his broken neck, which was as big as a bowl, and flew dozens of feet away inconceivably, staining the war drum with blood.

At dusk, three thousand wormwoods fell to the ground, and there was no source of sweetness for a hundred miles left.

Waiting for the next cold winter, Qianli Tieyan flowers will bloom in the snow, and the strange sight will shock the government and the public.

The emperor just thought it was a joke, but it was nothing.

It can be seen how sad Ruan Fang's move against the sky to continue the country's destiny is.

This is not over yet, Ruan Fang, who was forced to go into seclusion, couldn't bear the more than half a million people in Jizhou to be displaced. He used his life span of a hundred years to turn the blood-stained war drum into an object to suppress evil.The water in Jizhou, except Qiandeng Town, has returned to normal, only Qiandeng is the place where the Ning family ransacked the bloody boat, which cannot be resolved.

"My lord, do you think this is deplorable?" The old beggar slapped his thigh.

Tantai Shuhe looked up at the sky, so what's the point?It doesn't help, just sigh.

Lan Ruo laughed: "Sure enough, he is the most idiot in the world. There are so many people in the world, how can he be saved by himself."

Tantai Shuhe thought for a while, then smiled: "It's an idiot. A wishful thinking, an idiot talking about dreams."

"But—why can't you beat this drum?" Lan Ruo put away her smile and asked.

"The drummer brings luck. One drum for blessing, two drums for wealth, and three drums for longevity." The old beggar waved his greasy index finger in front of his eyes.

"Four drums, five drums, what is there to say?"

Tantai Shuhe patted Lan Ruo: "The four things are all empty, if you really hit it, you will change from a fake monk to a real monk."

"However--the matter of fate, this king has never believed in it. My fate is up to me!"

The old beggar scratched his knotted beard, and muttered, "Gaozu is still short of life. Isn't it because the great cause has not been accomplished, and the middle way has collapsed..."

"That sounds like a powerful senior who can't do anything about it, what can we do?" Lan Ruo asked seriously.

Tantai Shuhe looked up at the sky, the sun was in the middle, and there was still time.

The old beggar thought to himself: "Could it be that the prince wants... to light the lamp?"

"The old method is used today." Tantai Shuhe patted his sleeves, he always felt that it was a coincidence that the old beggar came here, so his actions were somewhat impermanent.

Weiyang Gaozu had passed by this place twice, the second time he was prepared, and wanted to use the method of lamp spirits to resolve the bitterness of thousands of lamps and hundreds of miles.It's a pity that the time didn't come, and it failed after all.

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