Chapter 675 I, the king, will lead you away
Zheng Fan reached out to take the steamed bun and took a bite.
The noodles are just right in softness, and the shredded radish filling also tastes right. Especially when you bite into it, the combination of the steamed bun and the filling is extremely comfortable.
The steamed buns that I often ate during the Chinese New Year at home in my previous life were made by Lao Tian and were as delicate as pastries.
"How?"
Tian Wujing asked.
Zheng Fan shook his head,
said:
“It’s not even close to the heat.”
Hearing this, Tian Wujing was not angry and just nodded.
Zheng Fan swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, put the remaining steamed bun in his hand on the table, and tried not to look at it.
Picked up the chopsticks and started to eat the hot pot. While eating, he said:
“I also like to eat the steamed buns at home every day. My wife steams them herself, with a bowl of clear soup. You can eat four in one meal.”
“Four?”
This is not a small bun or a small steamed bun. This one is quite big and thick.
"Well, the little guy has had a big appetite since he was a child. Yu Huaping said that he is a born soul boy and I envy you very much."
Tian Wujing showed a smile at the corner of his mouth,
said:
< br>"He should be envious."
Obviously,
Lao Tian himself had investigated Tiantian's physique.
What Yu Huaping could see, it was impossible for him, Tian Wujing, not to be able to see.
In terms of vision and knowledge, how can Yu Huaping's world be compared with the powerful Tian family and temples in those days;
In terms of personal means, in addition to being at the peak of martial arts, Tian Wujing also has a little bit of talent. Tongfangshu;
And,
God knows what else he knows.
Even this steamed bun is so good.
“The Sword Master wants to take Tian Tian as his disciple.”
“Oh?”
No parent would refuse a Sword Master to take his child as his disciple. ;
This means a kind of guarantee and a kind of backing.
The so-called people in Jianghu can't help themselves, that is the hypocrisy of Jianghu people to put gold on their faces;
Only when people are in temples, they have too many helplessness and compromises ;
On the contrary, when you are in the arena, you can act more carelessly.
For example,
Suddenly one day,
the king wanted his ministers to die and the ministers had to die.
The head of the family led the whole family to commit suicide and did not dare to resist.
Because he has to consider the interests of the family with the same surname, the teachings of the sages and sages he has read, and the ocean of kindness from the king;
But these things, in the eyes of Jianghu people, are actually It's just a joke. You can die if you want, but don't take my apprentice with you and then rush in alone and take away your own apprentice.
The Sword Master has this ability.
"But Tiantian refused."
"Refused?"
"He said he wanted to practice swordsmanship."
"Practice swordsmanship?"
Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan.
"Um..." Zheng Fan continued bravely, "I will teach him well."
"Yes."
Zheng Houye said this The pressure was really extraordinary, because Lao Tian also practiced swordsmanship.
“Very good.” Tian Wujing added.
He was happy to see this. His son practiced swordsmanship with Zheng Fan, becoming both his teacher and his father.
He hopes that his son can live like Zheng Fan in the future.
A boy’s dream,
is nothing more than unparalleled martial arts or having thousands of troops and cavalry under his command,
But,
This is not true happiness,
Because of the above two points, Tian Wujing has achieved both.
“You continue to eat.”
Tian Wujing stood up and left the pavilion.
Zheng Fan continued to eat,
At the same time, he picked up the steamed buns that he had put down before and ate them. Then, he hesitated...
He was really hungry;
In the end,
Zheng Fan took two more steamed buns from the steamer to use as rice, and started making hot pot.
Under the sun,
There are not many people who can make King Yan Nan cook for himself. Lord Zheng was not polite. After getting excited about eating, he almost drank the hot pot soup base.
After eating,
Zheng Fan stood up and
walked into the yard.
While passing by the mourning hall, Zheng Fan put down his hands.
The mourning hall has been tidied up and looks very plain.
There is no ashes in the incense burner.
Zheng Fan walked over and planned to light two incense sticks.
“No need to light it, she doesn’t like all the smoke.”
“Okay.”
Zheng Fan nodded, but still knelt down and kowtowed.
“Can you play chess?”
“Bad chess basket, if you want to play, I will accompany you.”
“Then I won’t play, it’s boring.”
“Yes, next time, next time when I go back to practice, my chess skills will definitely improve.”
"That's all, don't wait for tomorrow. Come with me to Tianhu Mountain now. We will leave the city and return to the capital immediately tomorrow."
"You walk, I will follow."
Tian Wujing Looking at Zheng Fan, he
said;
“I’m already a Marquis, I still speak in a glib tone, and I’m not afraid of making people laugh.”
"I'm afraid of any jokes in front of you."
Anyway,
we are already a family.
Soon,
a prince and a marquis,
In Dayan's land in Jin, the two most powerful people rode two brave beasts and rode directly out of Litian City.
The Sword Master did not follow,
His responsibility was to protect Ping Xihou;
When Ping Xihou stayed with King Jingnan, unless that prince fell Otherwise, no one can hurt him.
Furthermore,
Inside and outside Litian City, there are mostly camps of the Jingnan Army. It is impossible for large-scale and organized foreign troops to come in. Even if a few small ones sneak in, what can they accomplish?
The Sword Master is happy to be free at this time;
......
The Taoist temple on Tianhu Mountain, along with the fire a few years ago, has long been destroyed. It was burned to the ground.
Last year, Zheng Fan came once, and this year, he came again.
In fact, it would be nice if those wooden fish bells disappeared from the mountain. The mountain became a mountain again.
The two brave animals were left on the mountainside,
Tian Wujing and Zheng Fan climbed up the stairs together.
On the way, we passed the pavilion. It is said that that is where the cuckoo fell from the cliff.
But Tian Wujing didn’t make any special stop. He just took a second look and then continued up the mountain.
Zheng Houye entered the state early anyway. It didn't matter where Lao Tian went, he was following behind anyway.
Both of them are in good health. Even Lord Zheng is at least a sixth-grade martial artist. Climbing a mountain is not tiring.
There was no rest in the middle and the speed did not change. Finally, we reached the top of the mountain.
From this position, you can clearly see the ruins on the slope to the southwest.
Tian Wujing sat on the ground,
When Zheng Fan saw this, he sat down opposite.
Lao Tian closed his eyes and said nothing;
Zheng Fan put his hands on the ground behind him, made his posture more comfortable, and looked around, just pretending to be walking in autumn.
Under the mountain, the grass leaves have long since turned yellow, but on the mountain, there is still green.
The beauty of April in the world is over, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.
After sitting there for a while, Zheng Fan simply lay down on his side and yawned uncontrollably when he saw Lao Tian still there with his eyes closed.
The mountain breeze blows from time to time. For ordinary people, it is cool, but for those who practice martial arts, it is just the right amount of comfort.
Bewildered and staring,
Zheng Houye also closed his eyes.
Old Tian may be thinking about something, or relaxing himself, at least, he is meditating;
Marquis Zheng, on the other hand, really fell asleep, and because of his irregular sleeping posture, he even snored slightly.
Although the mountain wind blows slowly, and the vegetation will make a "rustling" sound, in this place, Tian Wujing and Zheng Fan, with the movement against the stillness, it is still obvious that clear.
Tian Wujing opened his eyes,
Seeing the person in front of him sleeping soundly,
shaking his head slightly,
There was also a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Opening his palms,
a gentle wind came, rolled up the vines on one side, and gently covered his body.
Tian Wujing is a demon who has destroyed his whole family.
The reputation among the Yan people is also extremely bad;
Even if he has made great military achievements, even the storyteller in the small teahouse will click on the side after telling a story. Throughout the ages, this kind of situation has rarely ended well.
Everyone in the Jingnan Army was respectful and respectful in front of him, and they didn’t dare to breathe;
But it was him,
but in front of him,
Can have a better appetite and sleep better.
Like a child who has found true stability.
Actually,
that is indeed the case.
When you wake up, you will find a new world, new scenery, and a group of demon kings with different personalities around you.
Everything is strange;
Why did Zheng Fan go to great lengths to gather experts in his mansion and stay on guard? Without them, he just lacked a sense of security.
But when in front of King Jingnan,
Zheng Fan would naturally let down all his guard.
This sleep,
Zheng Fan didn't sleep for long, only more than half an hour.
When I woke up
I felt refreshed and extremely satisfied.
Lifting the grass on his body, Lord Zheng sat up and stretched.
Ahead,
there is a figure standing on the edge of the cliff.
I haven’t finished watching the scenery yet,
Zheng Houye rubbed his eyes and wondered if he should sleep again.
“Zheng Fan.”
But unfortunately,
Although his back is facing this way, it is impossible to hide what is going on behind him from Tian Wu. mirror.
"Here."
Zheng Fan got up and walked behind Tian Wujing.
"Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons, how did you think of writing such a sentence in the first place?"
This song "The River is Red", in Yan The military, no, to be precise, is extremely popular in the military of other countries.
Because what is revealed in the words is not only tragic, but also impassioned as a military soldier who strives to avenge his shame.
This tone
is not in line with the Yan army, which has been continuously victorious in foreign wars in recent years.
It is more in line with the state of mind of the Chu army, which was defeated and defeated again by the Yan army.
It is said that there was a carriage in which four people were sitting.
Chen Daxia, sword maker,
The Marquis of Zheng, who had not yet been granted the title of Marquis, was added to the throne as the Regent of Chu.
Because the regent liked this poem very much, and Zheng Fan was a close disciple of Master Yao at that time. In that era, literary giants wrote poems for the powerful, and the powerful used their influence to promote the literary giants. This is It's a natural rule.
And the background of the creation of this poem is that the Chu people were captured under Yupan City, and they lowered their heads in shame and humiliation and signed a peace treaty.
So, this poem was quickly publicized, but even the regent did not expect that soon after, Zheng Fan tore off the disguise and snatched away his biological sister.
It’s hard to collect water, that’s probably what it means.
This poem also spread to the Yan State, but the words "The ambitious and hungry eat the meat of Yan captives" in it were naturally changed.
Literary inquisition was not a thing in the imperial court of Yan State, and this random change, coupled with the subsequent development, and the rare confusion of the regent involved, really made the people of Yan and the dignitaries very happy.
It is said that Emperor Yan once ordered Zhao Jiulang to write down this poem and hang it in his imperial study, where the emperor rested after working.
The last time he came to Beijing, Zheng Fan had entered the Imperial Study Room, but not the inner room, so he didn’t know whether this rumor was true or not, and he couldn’t be sure whether His Majesty Emperor Yan was also a fan of him. ?
Tian Wujing’s question seems very natural, because he understands Zheng Fan’s character. Poems are all about singing his ambitions. This poem is more clear, but no matter what, It's not like Zheng Fan's state of mind.
"Your Majesty, the way of poetry is just a plaything. I have told you before, Your Majesty."
It is not that Tian Wujing has never asked similar questions before, it is impossible for Zheng Fan to say that he Since I copied it, I can only use this higher-end excuse to excuse it.
Yao Zizhan once got a lot of "Pingxi Hou's Poems" that were circulated. After reading them, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and even started to curse in his hometown dialect:
It's an insult to politeness, it's an insult to politeness!
Articles and poems are an elegant matter. You just wrote it as a martial artist. It’s fine if you write it well. But you deliberately hit this elegant matter with a hammer and a stick, turning this elegant matter into your random graffiti. , how can others play with this?
Specifically,
How can Yao Zizhan eat and drink in the future?
“I like this poem very much, it resonates very much.”
Zheng Fan swallowed subconsciously.
Farewell,
Brother,
the original author of this poem did not end well.
"Your Majesty, I recently composed another song. It is very suitable for the occasion. It was written at this time. Do you want to listen to it?"
Zheng Fan felt that he had an obligation to send Lao Tian Pull out of Man Jianghong's emotions, but don't resonate with her anymore.
Tian Wujing turned around and looked at Zheng Fan,
Tao;
"Your poems are really excellent if you don't know others or are not familiar with you."
"..." Zheng Fan.
“However, it does not prevent you from reciting it and listening to it.”
Zheng Fan nodded,
Recited:
"When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom. The incense array will reach the sky and penetrate into Beijing, and the city will be filled with golden armor."
Theme of this poem , it’s very simple, clear and direct.
When I become awesome, I will do it all for you!
Tian Wujing closed his eyes, tasted it for a while, and said:
"Fortunately, I know that you are good at poetry. If you are just a plaything, if it were written by someone else..."
Zheng Houye asked carefully: "Will it be clicked?"
Tian Wujing shook his head , said:
“It’s easy to break if it’s too strong. If you just want to have fun without leaving any room, then it’s inevitable that your prosperity will be slow and your demise will be sudden.”
Zheng Fanzhang It's not a bad idea to open your mouth.
"When doing things and being a human being, you have to leave some room unless absolutely necessary. You have always done a good job in this regard."
"Your Majesty, you are wrong about this. I am a person who I always like to get rid of the roots."
"Think in your heart, not in your appearance."
"Yes, I understand."
The sky is getting dark.
Zheng Fan kept waiting for Tian Wujing to tell him to go down the mountain.
But Lao Tian stood there, admiring the sunset.
In the distance, a large area of clouds was dyed red, like a pool of blood.
“After entering the capital, the court will probably ask you to hand over part of your power, or the local area, or divide the military power, and use an upright conspiracy while you are in the capital.”
“Your Majesty, What should I do?”
The blind man and the Savage King had already guessed this possibility.
The center is an instinct for centralization of power. Although the imperial court has always been based on the will of Emperor Yan over the years, the authority of the center has actually been shaped long ago.
In other words, whoever is in that position will instinctively take back some power on the premise that the local feudal town does not rebel.
While Emperor Yan is still on the throne,
While you are in Yanjing,
Taking advantage of this talk, I was working up my energy.
This is indeed a conspiracy, and once Emperor Yan dies, the central authority will inevitably slip with the succession of thrones. No matter whether it is the prince or the sixth son, whoever succeeds to the throne will not be able to change this situation.
And if you choose another prince, or if you really are not afraid of "the suspicion of the young master", and choose Xiaoqi to be "Fu Lin", the degree of decline will be even greater.
Actually, even if Lao Tian doesn't ask about this,
Zheng Fan will find an opportunity to ask about it on the way to Yanjing.
This matter mainly depends on Lao Tian's attitude. Just as Lao Tian said at the beginning, he is still here.
To put it bluntly, Zheng Fan's development to this scale was inseparable from the indulgence of his King Jingnan.
Otherwise, if King Jingnan wants to mix things up, or wants to divide, he is fully capable of killing everything before it starts.
Everyone thought it was because King Jingnan’s son was raised by Zheng Fan, so all these were the nanny’s money given by King Jingnan to his son;
But in fact,
Only the parties involved know that this is not the case.
“This is easy to handle, just use conspiracy against conspiracy. After entering the capital, if anyone dares to confront you, you will fight directly. Wound, die or cripple, it doesn’t matter.
< br>I am standing behind, the sky will not fall down.”
Why is this feeling so familiar?
The last time I deposed the third prince, it seemed to be a similar situation.
"Your Majesty, I understand."
"Well, the sun has set."
"Shall we go down the mountain?"
"Yes. Go down the mountain, but before going down, there is one more thing to do.”
"What's the matter?"
"Your realm has been stuck at the sixth level for a long time, right?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
You have been stuck at the sixth level for a long time. .
“Actually, the most difficult hurdle in the path of martial arts is to pass from the fourth grade to the third grade, just like in the court, the most difficult hurdle is from the fourth grade to the third grade, but once you step into it, it will be a completely different situation. .
However
There is actually a gap between the sixth grade and the fifth grade. At the fifth grade, no matter whether they are warriors, swordsmen or Qi refiners, they can be called little masters.
A master must have his own beliefs and his own way.
This is breaking through the realm with thoughts, and breaking through the realm with Tao, do you understand? "
"My lord, I understand. "Zheng Fan replied with a wry smile.
He really understands, because there are many masters in the Hou Mansion, and there are also sword masters to guide them.
Furthermore, he only knows more than others about all kinds of specious theoretical knowledge.
But the crux of the problem is here, maybe it is really due to personality, or it is just an instinct for ease;
Occasionally on the battlefield, Zheng Fan is not unable to do a desperate charge. In the past, this was often the case;
But now, even on the battlefield, he is protected by the Sword Master A Ming, and the demon kings will always look after him. Moreover, after his status is high, he has three mothers-in-law at home. , I can live a small life, but I cherish my life more and more.
It's not that Zheng Fan has never gone out to try and practice. He has gone out several times in the past year, but apart from honing his sword skills and fighting skills, he has not grown in level.
Of course, this does not mean that you have to face life and death constantly to break through. It can only be said that this is the most direct way. The fundamental thing is to have a firm belief.
At least, according to Zheng Fan's understanding, it was this, but he didn't.
Yes, no;
Playing in the world in a chic way is his main purpose, and it is also the unanimous aesthetic of the demon kings;
To put it bluntly, you are essentially a gamer at heart.
A person who wants to play with tickets and want to have fun and achieve breakthroughs in his realm is too contemptuous of some of the rules of this world, and it is too chilling to those ascetics who are determined and devoted to the Tao. .
But,
When Lao Tian said these words, Zheng Fan couldn't help but feel a surge of hope in his heart.
Listen to what this means,
Is Lao Tian capable of helping himself?
Enlightenment and transfer of power?
Tian Wujing pointed to the way down the mountain,
said:
“Let’s go down the mountain.”
This scene is like that time when Zheng Fan was walking by the riverside full of floating corpses, almost possessed, with Tian Wujing following behind.
Zheng Fan nodded,
turned around,
started to go down the mountain,
but in the next moment,
A palm fell on his shoulder
with warmth in his palm.
Zheng Fan concentrated his mind, and when he was about to continue walking down, he suddenly saw the back of Lao Tian in front of him, and Lao Tian was already walking in front of him.
They all went ahead.
Zheng Fan continued walking down,
But he heard Lao Tian’s voice coming from behind him:
“Did you see it?”
Zheng Fan trembled,
subconsciously wanting to turn around, but Still holding back, he vaguely understood.
Because I lack something, I am stuck in this realm, unable to advance, even unable to see the way, and seem very confused;
Lao Tian,
helped himself to make up for what he lacked.
It is not some enlightenment, nor is it some kind of teaching, but it is to use your own back and in front to lead the way for yourself.
This is no longer something that a martial artist can do.
This is something that a truly powerful Qi practitioner can do... Immortal guides the way!
The purpose of showing the way is to clarify the way.
Old Tian’s voice came from behind him again,
said:
“Remember this scene, remember this section of the road, it doesn’t mean walking once and going down the mountain. You have a breakthrough, but keep it in mind and take it out from time to time. Reflecting on it, the realm gradually becomes clear. Your talent is good, but maybe it's going too smoothly and something is missing.
But this is not a fault. It's smooth sailing for everyone. Envy, what's wrong?
Having to find a pit to jump into is the real obsession, and it is really unnecessary.
If your destiny is good,
just accept it,
accept it with peace of mind,
accept it generously.
I want to see you
live a
calm life. "
"My lord..."
"Don't be anxious, don't panic.
This section of the road,
I, the king,
will lead you. "(End of this chapter)