Drink Cang Records

The Feibai Pavilion is still the ink spring splashing yesterday, and the mullet swimming.

Knowing that it would take an hour for Cang Sang to get up, Mu Qingyang came early to visit Meichai girl alone, but unexpectedly there was no Meichai girl in the Feibai Pavilion yesterday, only the girl named Danqing whom she saw suddenly yesterday. A woman who paints.

On the way, I heard the boy who led the way say that this place is not where the main sect of the Hanhai Duyu Pavilion is, it should be said that it is a gathering place for some old people who evade the fate of the pavilion or idlers who live in peace. Only when there is a crisis, it will be shot, so it is called the auxiliary sect.And the hanging sword peak where Fuzong is located is divided into two places. One is the setting sun returning to the garden. Master Danqing's residence, symbolized by Fu Zong, does not receive outsiders on weekdays, and there are only two or three regular customers, and Meichai girl is one.

... the main sect, the auxiliary sect.

"I've heard that the Nine Que Heavenly Palace is also divided into two masters and assistants, but there are some similarities in the same way."

The boy who led the way said: "On the contrary, the main deity of Tiangong has been ignoring political affairs for more than ten thousand years. There have long been rumors in the outside world that the main deity was either imprisoned by the assistant deity or was assassinated. Now it is the Dharma Confucian Zun who manages the government. But Since Confucianism ruled the world, he abolished the great and small sects, pacified the barbarians, and protected the common people to survive. Except for the ghosts, prisons and monsters, Tianhuang has always respected them..."

At this time, a soft reprimand came from the pavilion: "He Tong'er, as a teacher, I was afraid that Master Confucianism would come to ask for your crimes. You are still chattering here. If you say more, as a teacher, you will burn the qin and burn you. Crane soup is boiled on the pot for guests."

He Tong'er was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth and hid behind Mu Qingyang, and said vaguely: "Master's qin is so precious, Tong'er's meat is not worth burning."

Mu Qingyang heard Master Danqing's witty words, so he knew that he was a mild-tempered person, so he bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for your hospitality, senior, it's just that yesterday..."

"Last night she received an urgent report that a junior was ambushed in a battle with foreigners and was seriously injured. She went to Xinghuahai early in the morning. Just wait here, and she will return within a cup of tea." Master Danqing said While speaking, he flicked his long sleeves, and put three cups of tea on the table.

Mu Qing nodded and sat down in salute. Although the tea was fragrant, he couldn't taste the taste even though he was thinking about it. When he raised his eyes, he saw a picture of a Confucian scholar in green shirt on the painting table of Master Danqing. At the age of a young man, his brows are gentle and refined, but his eyes are not fixed, making his appearance lose five points of agility.

Master Danqing suddenly squinted his eyes and smiled, rolled up the scroll and handed it to him: "But I forgot, she left in a hurry yesterday, and only said that if you want to accept her proposal, let me help you, I will find a way to divination In a nutshell, I think she will find the person in the painting to help you. The person in the painting owes her a favor, so you take this scroll to recognize this person, and maybe this person will show up to help you in a crisis."

Mu Qingyang didn't go to pick her up, her eyes drooped slightly and said: "Seniors didn't speak clearly, so Qingyang dared to ask, what benefit does my trip to the Heavenly Sacrifice Kingdom achieve and avenge for the throne, from her point of view?"

"Oh..." Seemingly surprised that Mu Qingyang didn't know the identity of Meichai, Master Danqing pondered for a while, and said: "This... since she didn't say it, I have no position to explain it, but it depends on your words. Since you dare to confess the doubts in your heart, how much trust do you have in her statement?"

"She has a bit of elder protection for me, so Qing Yang is not on guard, it's just that I don't even know my life experience very well, I can only speculate about it from the few words my brother has said over the years, and explain it to my elders Although there are coincidences, but... Qing Yang is used to doing things with certainty."

Master Danqing put down the picture scroll, and did not overwhelm others as a senior. He lowered his head and took a sip from the teacup before slowly saying: "You are a careful child, but you don't have much strength. I don't know where you lived when you were young." This kind of environment makes your thoughts more about the advantages and disadvantages than the choice between love and hatred, and the person who raised you may be ruthless. As for... As for her, she is a fierce woman. Everything you do is a promise and will be immortal for a hundred years, if there is anyone in the world who can be like a mother for you except your relatives, she will be the one."

The extremely gentle and gentle words are like cherry blossoms falling into the heart, which is different from Cangsang's indifferent and cold argument about the world, which is about the temperature of the heart, which is always different.

But I am always a person, I think you also know how to respond to other people's thoughts, I think your eyes are no longer full of cold words, I think that the vast wilderness in your heart can occasionally stay for me, instead of ruthlessly treating me like Rolling over like an ant...Let me end up being just a wisp of withered ink in your motto full of paper.

In a daze, Mu Qingyang closed his eyes, and after a while, he picked up the picture of a Confucian scholar and said, "Thank you for explaining the confusion. When I find my brother, I will set off for northern Xinjiang."

Master Danqing smiled, and suddenly there was a bit of narrowness in his eyes, and he asked instead: "That little girl should be a disciple of Tiangongxia Sangong Lianxiao, it seems that you two have a very strong relationship."

Mu Qingyang's mood was very complicated, and when he was thinking about how to reply, he saw Master Danqing suddenly get up and walk towards the place where he lived as a guest.

"Yesterday, I was a little concerned about this little girl's demeanor. She is very charming. Don't have a sense of inaccessibility in the world. Why don't you call me out and let me draw a picture for the two of you—"

"No need," Mu Qingyang instantly remembered that it wasn't Yue Qinglong's appearance that was sleeping to death at this moment, Master Danqing was not bad, but after all, he was a master of Taoism, and Cang Sang, who had problems in various aspects at first glance, was bound to Can't escape her eyes.So he suddenly stood up and crossed over to block Master Danqing's way: "Last night he teased that young owl late into the night, and after a fight, Qing Yang wanted him to rest more."

Master Danqing looked at him probingly for a long time, but unfortunately he couldn't find the dirty expression that belonged to that kind of adult, coughed lightly and said: "Since you dote on her, I don't want to disturb her. If people make it difficult for you, I can take her to Daozong to connect you."

...Is it true that women of a certain age have this hobby of being matchmakers?

Before Mu Qingyang had time to explain, a cool tone sounded from far to near.

"Danqing, don't tease him."

It seems that after a battle, every time Mei Chai took a step, a trail of frost was printed on her footprints. In seven or eight steps, the frost was exhausted, and the terrifying pressure that was secretly lingering around her body was relieved.Behind her was a young man in brocade clothes with an indifferent face, who stood behind her without saying a word. When he raised his eyes and saw Mu Qingyang, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at him inexplicably, with a sneer on his lips.

...Where did the hostility come from this strange boy?

After thinking about it for a while, the probability of being a fellow traveler with Longquetai is very slim, presumably it is related to Meichai girl or Yue Qinglong.

Mu Qing lowered her eyes and saluted: "I've seen you, senior."

"It's my fault for not being able to find you for so many years. It's hard for you not to be hostile to me, but you don't have to be so unfamiliar now. Just call me Aunt Xue."

The complexion of the young man in brocade clothes changed, he frowned and said, "Xue—"

Before he could say anything, seeing Mei Chai's hand wave, the young man in brocade clothes fell silent, but looked at Mu Qingyang, and his hostility grew stronger.

Meichai introduced: "Since you still want to see me today, you have taken over Wang Yin's business. This is Xiao Yi, who is outstanding among my son and nephew. I wanted to appoint him to help you this time. A trip to Northern Xinjiang, but it may be inconvenient for him to be injured now... In this way, you go ahead, if you meet a scholar named Lu during this trip—"

Her gaze fell on the scroll in Mu Qingyang's hand, Meichai's eyes showed a rare look of helplessness, and she said to Master Danqing who was smiling at one side: "You always know what I want to do before me, Danqing you People, looking at the secrets of the sky, it's really scary."

Master Dan Qing smiled and said: "It's absurd. It's easy to hide secrets and unpredictable people's hearts. There are many things in the world that the eight trigrams and horoscopes can't reach."

While talking, Mu Qingyang suddenly heard a screaming eagle owl, and saw that the little eagle owl who was able to rest on his shoulder last night had a wingspan of more than seven feet when he rushed up, and was whistling in the direction of the wing.

Mu Qingyang hurriedly apologized and retreated.

"Maybe something happened to the little girl surnamed Yue?"

Master Danqing said so, Xiao Yi, who had been silent for a long time, sharpened his eyes, clasped his fists and said: "Xue Zun, Senior Danqing, there is still a disciple surnamed Yue among the missing disciples of Lianxiao Palace, let this disciple go and confirm."

After finishing speaking, before they nodded, they went away like a gust of wind.

Meichai was silent for a while, then frowned and said, "The internally appointed assistant is so impetuous, I think I need to practice more in the future."

The smile on Teacher Danqing's face deepened: "You are young and energetic, it's not surprising that the younger girl is attractive, I really like this kind of drama..."

"……enough."

……

Mu Qingyang: "I know you don't like Yue Qinglong very much, but men and women are different after all, you don't respect her spiritual privacy anymore, please let go of her daily privacy, okay?"

"I'm not interested in her privacy in all aspects, and I don't have the mentality of parents rounding the house to search your little porn book. I just think about the health of a normal, fragile, upright walking female mammal. .If she doesn’t take medicine anymore, with the frequency of her monthly letters, it will be difficult to have children in the future.”

Mu Qingyang broke down and said: "Are you a doctor of women's diseases?! You don't care if her monthly letter is on time! Just treat her as a marionette and don't recruit her, okay?!"

"You see, this is because you are short-sighted, and you won't elevate a subtle phenomenon to the perspective of human progress. Her phenomenon shows that the law of this world is that cultivation is inversely proportional to the fertility rate. A large amount of consumption will prevent the reproduction and continuation of high-end life forms, and the reproduction quality of bottom life forms will decline, and human beings will surely perish."

"...your erudition hardly makes me respect you in this respect."

"Anyway, you won't give me retirement."

Mu Qing looked up and said expressionlessly: "I won't give you retirement, I will accompany you to retirement."

Cang Sang paused the hand pouring the medicine, turned her head and said with a sneer, "It's quite outrageous, it's quite ambitious, and it deserves a commendation."

At this time, Mu Qingyang suddenly felt a strong wind blowing from behind, subconsciously turned his head, the strong wind wrapped in a strong energy and whizzed past his ears, and a few broken hairs fell down.

"The aura in your body is low, but your senses are sharp."

Mu Qingyang was not angry either, he turned his eyes and glanced at the young man in brocade clothes behind him, and saw that although he was talking to him, his eyes were looking at Cang Sang... No, maybe it was Yue Qinglong's appearance.

Mu Qing raised her head to understand, and asked Cang Sang with her eyes.

The latter seemed to have misunderstood something, pondered for a moment, waved his hand and said to Xiao Yi: "This flower has its own owner, so don't make an appointment."

The young man named Xiao Yi was also confused for a moment, thought for a while and stared fiercely at Mu Qingyang: "Don't you think that you can choose your life privately if you have Xue Zun's blue eyes. The position is a life-saving talisman and a life-restraining talisman, if you don't have considerable power to convince the other disciples competing for the position in Tiangong, it is best not to implicate Yue Qinglong."

Mu Qingyang was not angry either, but he was not too clear about the competition system for reserve positions in Jiuque Tiangong, so he said, "I would like to hear more about it."

"You dare to accept Xue Zun's recommendation without even knowing this?" Xiao Yi frowned, showing a bit of contempt, but out of unfavorable Xue Zun's plan, he said: "On the road, Xue Zun said that you were born outside the world. No wonder you don’t understand these things. I might as well tell you that although Confucianism is in its prime in the Spring and Autumn Period, it is now time to hand over power and position to aspire to the way of heaven. The first crown prince of the palace, these crown princes come from the Tiangong sect or the alliance. In the end, there is only one who takes over the Tiangong, so the nine princes compete with each other and fight each other."

"It's not far from the literal meaning. That is to say, if the first reserve can keep his position, he will surely be the master of the Heavenly Palace in the future."

Xiao Yi was a little surprised that he didn't see any signs of surprise on Mu Qingyang's face, and raised his eyebrows and said: "This is indeed the case that the other eight can only be called the princes, and the first prince is the same as the assistant, and the heaven and earth are the same. It needs to be called the title of Shao Zun."

Mu Qingyang nodded to express his understanding, and suddenly asked a question: "This kind of statement means that you don't want to compete with this young master, and your ranking among the Nine Lords must be quite high."

"You are more troublesome than I imagined. Since your existence occupies the position of the crown prince for me, and there is one less threat, I will tolerate your offense." Xiao Yi's face turned cold, and said: "My third crown prince If you are in the Jiuque Heavenly Palace, you should salute to me according to the rules, the ninth reserve."

Mu Qingyang was noncommittal, "Left and right are just a gimmick. Since I don't step into the Jiuque Heavenly Palace, your fight has little to do with me."

Xiao Yi sneered and said, "That's not necessarily the case. Yue Qinglong is a disciple of the three Supreme Elders of the Lower Sangong. In Tiangong, a woman with a special status is regarded as a badge of honor for a power. The Yue clan will not tolerate Yue Qinglong. Come with you, your journey will not be peaceful."

Only then did Mu Qingyang thoroughly understand the logical relationship, and asked, "Is it you that the Yue clan support you?"

"If Xue Zun hadn't been the guarantor, and you took away the woman from the Yue family as the ninth prince, I would regard it as a provocation to my power, and I would have to get rid of you." After Xiao Yi finished speaking, he walked quickly to Cangzhou. In front of Sang, he grabbed him with a gloomy face: "He went to Tianji Kingdom where women are treated like slaves. If you go, you will only be humiliated for nothing. Follow me back to Tiangong."

...Wait a minute, this is not your goddess!

Cangsang felt that it wasn't his fault, but he didn't want to explain to the fish-lip human why the seven-foot man chose a girl as a carrier, making it seem like he had a weird hobby.

So Cangsang carried out his aloof character and said, "I don't talk to humans who smell sour about love."

Mu Qingyang closed her eyes and said, "Besides picking on people with low IQs, you finally have a second choice. It's really not easy."

Cang Sang responded with hehehe.

On the other hand, Xiao Yi was stunned, with his hands hanging in the air for a long time, after some kind of psychological struggle, he said: "After all, you blame me for my marriage contract with Yue Lianlian."

……Yo.

Xiao Yi didn't show any anger or anything, he calmed down after sorting out his emotions, and said: "This matter is because I abandoned the alliance of wood and stone first. Since I chose power and position, I have no position to criticize you. If you are willing to wait for me, I will wait for you. If you don’t want to wait for me, I will not stop you. But you and I grew up together. Even if we can’t be together in the future, I hope you can put your safety first. The person you have chosen is not a good destination. , he cannot protect you from being squeezed by the Heavenly Palace."

What a good spare tire.

Mu Qingyang expressed his appreciation for his statement, but he hated that Yue Qinglong himself could not hear it. Seeing that Cang Sang planned to continue acting without sincerity, he could only watch Xiao Yi continue to express his affectionate confession with a certain heartache.

It's a pity that Xiao Yi's words didn't put any fragile emotions in the matter of feelings like the male protagonist in the storybook, but narrated in a straightforward manner like a line drawing.

"Although Tianji Kingdom is a remote place, I have experienced the war in the north, and the water in it is not shallow. I know that you cherish your life more than anything else, so you still want to go with him?"

Cangsang seemed to be very interested in his emotional changes: "So what?"

"Since Xue Zun recommended Lu Shusheng, she has her reasons. If you want to be safe, you'd better not leave his sight after you meet him."

"Are you pushing me to someone else as an admirer?"

Only then did Xiao Yi's eyes fluctuate for a moment, and he looked at him in silence for a long time, then turned around and only said a word.

"My feelings for you are always under your life, even though you have always regarded me as a stone of advancement."

After Xiao Yi left, Mu Qingyang stared at his back for a moment, and sat beside Cang Sang: "You seem to have a new problem."

"He chose to pursue power because he wanted to protect his lover, but he lost his lover because of chasing power." Cang Sang folded his hands, which was a gesture implying that he was refuting himself. He tapped the side of his ear lightly, as if he had reached a conclusion.

"The difference between human beings and livestock is that human beings always feel panic in imagining the future, and forget that the road under their feet has not actually been taken, but at the same time time will not stop for this kind of panic."

"Sounds like a cruel and realistic statement."

"Cruelty is relative to the human beings who are addicted to this kind of statement. They live in comfort, have no worries about food and clothing, but their hearts are empty, full of fear of the unknown, and they stare at the little time left, instead of using their hands. feet to walk the rest of the way, so their hearts are still empty at the end of their lives, this is the life of a smart person... you say, is it like hell?"

Mu Qingyang looked at him in a daze, and he had to say that the expression on his face when he told such vague truths made him very fascinated.

Haughty and mocking, just like the crescent moon hidden in the smoke and clouds in the night, leaving you with a dismissive afterglow, unattainable.

...but he wants to.

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