Nightfall Chapter 2: Neng Shu can speak poor youth

Chapter Two can speak poor youth ()

It would be fine if it was your maid, but didn't you pick her out of the dead body? Isn't it that you two are dependent on each other? Even if you step back ten thousand steps and say that she is your maid, don't you think she is too young to undertake such a heavy and hard work? Why did the little boy raise a lazy bone, why can't he do it himself?

Maybe it caused bad childhood memories, or maybe the imagination of some beautiful emotions in my heart was destroyed by someone too thoroughly. The maidservant pushed aside the fence and walked in, her eyes fell on the bamboo deck chair. , Fell on the old book that the young man had been reading carefully, and said lightly: "I thought it was a masterpiece by a sage that would make you forget all the movements around you. I didn't expect it to be just a great induction article that can be bought everywhere on the market. , Is it possible that people like you also wish to embark on the path of practice?"

Ning Que sat up and glanced curiously at this little lady who seems to have never appeared in Weicheng in luxurious clothes, then glanced at the lieutenant who looked embarrassed, and then explained: "You can only buy this. Ben, so I had to just watch, that is, curious, where there are any extravagances."

The handmaid obviously did not expect that this young man would answer so naturally and casually, so that she could not help but suffocate herself. She immediately looked at the little maid beside the door who was falling down the stove, and said displeased: "I have a great Tang, how could there be A man like you."

Ning Que frowned in doubt, and followed the opponent's gaze to Sangsang, who was standing by the window holding a rag. He understood where the sharpness of the other party's words came from, and a dimple loomed in his left cheek, smiling. He said: "You should be older than me, or else... you treat me as not a man, but a boy."

The maid has probably never seen such a shameless and shameless person in her life, her fists in her sleeves are slowly clenched, and her expression is about to break out, but her eyes fall on the muddy ground next to the bamboo deck chair and fall on those branches. On the handwriting drawn, her mind couldn't help but move slightly, and a different color appeared in her eyes, making her forget what she wanted to say.

In the barracks with the best conditions in Weicheng, the old man in ragged robes is closing his eyes and resting, while Ma Shixiang is half-bending and talking to the nobles in the tent. In his humble attitude, there is a surprise that cannot be hidden. look.

"Are you dissatisfied with that guide?" He asked in confusion: "Why?"

The voice of the noble person in the tent was extremely dissatisfied, and he reprimanded: "What I want is a shrewd and capable guide, not a tired and lazy boy who is full of dreams of spiritual practice and has no power to bind a chicken. "

Ma Shixiang coughed slightly, and explained in a low voice: "As you know, Ning Que is still young, but he has also beheaded a lot of barbarians on the grassland in the past two years. If... just tied A few chickens, I think it shouldn’t be a big problem."

Datang established the country by military force and emphasized military merits first. Although the person behind the account was extremely noble, since he touched the glory that the army values ​​most, Ma Shixiang did not hesitate to fight back. It seems that the explanation is somewhat ironic and rebuttal.

The cold voice behind the account stopped for a while, and said unhappy: "If you can kill, you can be a good guide?"

Ma Shixiang replied more and more humble: "Ning Que is certainly not the one who killed the most enemies among the three hundred tribes in Weicheng, but he will dare to use human heads as a security, no matter how tragic the battlefield, among the people who survived …There must be this boy."

Then he raised his head, smiled and said, "Due to his accumulated military service, he received a recommendation letter from the military department. This kid is indeed up for grabs. He passed the primary examination six months ago. When he returns to the capital, he will go to the college to report Here it is."

Hearing the word "shuyuan", after the account was silent, the nobleman never spoke again.

After Ma Shixiang left, the old man in the old robe slowly opened his eyes. There was a rare hint of interest in his old and calm eyes. He looked at the drapery and smiled gently and said: "In this small town, It is really surprising that there are soldiers who can enter the academy. In this case, the young man must be the best choice in terms of character and ability. It is not bad for him to be a guide."

"It's only a year since I left the country. I didn't expect that such sacred places like the academy would actually start recruiting such soldiers."

The tone is still cold and disdainful, but the actual attitude has changed. The nobleman at least no longer opposes Ning Que as the guide of his team-only a name can make a big man change his mind, the one simply called the Academy The place is definitely not simple.

When the old man talked about another thing, he looked a little confused: "I went to read the words he wrote on the mud. I copied the third section of the Taishang Induction chapter. The font lines are concise but extremely vivid. Obviously, only a branch was used, but when it fell on the wet ground, there was a sense of the blade added to the mud. This soldier named Ning Que had already entered the right path in calligraphy... I really don’t know how he trained it, teacher inherited. Where is it."

"The soldier is just empty of brushstrokes. I saw it before, but it was unavoidable to be shocked by the freshness. At this time, when I think about it carefully, it is just some strange and steep strokes. What is the right way to talk? That is, a character seller outside the Capital Xiangfang."

The nobleman responded coldly.

The old man shook his head and said, "You said the word "fresh" is the key. I don't understand calligraphy, but looking at the soldier's branch, I can actually see the meaning of gold and stone. In these words Vigorousness is rare, and it's really like the methods used by the Taoists in Taoism."

"You mean runes?"

The noble behind the account was startled, and immediately mocked: "There are hundreds of millions of people in the world, but the masters of Fudao are only a dozen people. Those high-ranking people may hide in the palace or sit in the meditation. It can condense the breath of heaven and earth between the golden hooks and silver stripes. The young man has no breath fluctuations in his body. He is just an ordinary mortal. Even if I watch the Taishang induction chapter for another fifty years, I am afraid that he will not even be able to step into the first stage. Side by side discussion?"

The old man smiled and said nothing. Although he is a cultivator, he is highly respected by the other side along the way, but the status of the two sides is very different. The so-called respect is actually just pity for the old and pity the talents. In this case, it is better not to say something that should not be said.

Of course, he did not agree with the nobleman behind the account. Regarding the soldier named Ning Que, the old man has his own judgment: in the world are all mortals, who can realize the breath of heaven and earth and step into the original state. It can be said that there is no one in a million. The initial induction level is the most difficult and it is definitely not an easy task. However, if Na Ning Que can really enter the academy to study, in case one day the fate will go up to the legendary second floor. The way of practice, the weird and powerful calligraphy, will definitely help him greatly.

Even if the servant is still unable to open up his mind, the handwriting alone can make the sages in the academy and Taoist stand a different look, and even if it doesn't help, it can shock the scribes and calligraphers.

Ning Que put down the books in his hand, shook his head and walked out the door, especially with a touch of disappointment and unwillingness on his face.

When I was a child, I went to Kaiping to go to the market with the food transportation team to buy a great induction chapter. Just as the noble maid said, it is a popular product that can be seen everywhere. He knew this very well, but he still didn't forget to read and study, as if this book were the seven books of heaven enshrined in the unknown place of Haotian Dao in the legend.

The curls at the corners of the books that have already been turned over look dilapidated. If Sangsang hadn't tightly stitched the spine of the book with cotton thread, I'm afraid that even if I turned it over, it would turn into a few pieces of paper money and go to the poor sages. It’s a pity that after so many years, the pages of the book have been turned to pieces, and the words on it are deep in his mind and have long been ripe, but he still has no way to enter. Not to mention the initial stage of practice, even the simplest induction in the book. Can't do it.

Have been disappointed or even desperate, and later learned that most normal people in this world could not realize the aura of heaven and earth, and his mood became a lot calmer--yes, those legendary outsiders are all They are not normal people, they are all abnormal people, because only very rare abnormal people can perceive the breath of heaven and earth. Otherwise, so many super-sensation chapters have been circulated in the world, why have I never heard of flying swords everywhere in the night sky of Chang'an, the capital city? Flashing around, floating around with a master?

And he Ning Que is normal, or very ordinary. It’s just that, suddenly you discover that there is a wonderful mountain in front of you, but you can only go back empty-handed. Suddenly you find that the heaven and the earth are full of invisible white clouds-like things called vitality, but you can’t catch a cloud. Wouldn't it be reconciled?

"Weicheng is so poor. The barbarians on the grassland have long scared His Majesty the emperor. He has not dared to come over for many years. Therefore, military achievements cannot be accumulated too fast. Of course it is good to be able to return to the capital. What's not reconciled."

In the dimly lit military camp, Ning Que respectfully saluted the general in front of him, and sincerely explained: "It's just that there is still some time before the registration day of the college. I don't think there is any need to leave so early. These years under the general's Although I can’t talk about leaps and bounds, but you have always taught me like a person, otherwise I would not be so destined to be admitted to the academy. I really want to stay in Weicheng for a few more days by your side and listen to you more. The teachings... even if you just do so much for a while, it’s good to gossiping."

Ma Shixiang looked at the young man in front of him, the beard of his lower jaw was moving slightly. He didn't know whether it was the result of being blown by the night wind or he was very angry. He said angrily, "Ning Que, Ning Que, once you became such a shameless guy. Up?"

Ning Que replied earnestly: "As long as the general requires you, I can always shame this face."

"Tell the truth." Ma Shixiang's expression became cold, and he asked with a serious expression: "Why would you not be this guide?"

Ning Que was silent for a long time, and then whispered: "General, that noble man should not like me very much."

"The nobles don't like you?" Ma Shixiang sternly reprimanded: "You seem to have forgotten your identity. You must know that you are not a student of the academy now. As an imperial soldier, you must obey the orders of your superiors and obey Lao Tzu and mine! Nobles! Whether you like you or not is not something you should worry about! As for whether you like that noble person or not, no one cares about it! You only need to accept the order and then complete the order!"

Ning Que didn't answer, looking down at the stubborn grass growing out of the mud in the middle of the army boots, silently expressing opposition.

Ma Shixiang took the young man helplessly, sighed and said: "Why are you going to make trouble? Why wouldn't you go back to the capital with them?"

Ning Que raised his head and said with an extremely serious expression: "I have seen their motorcade outside. They have been attacked on the grassland. Recently, there was a spring drought there. Last year, Zuo Jin’s bill died. The maidservant of the noble man has dark skin, so...I dare not follow them."

The convoy was attacked, the grassland was in a spring drought, Shan Yu died, and the servant girl's face was dark. These words, which seemed to have no superficial correlation, were trivially combined by him and became his silent and stubborn objection to refusing to leave Weicheng. reason.

Ma Shixiang looked at him, sighed and asked: "You guessed it a long time ago?"

"Who else in Quanwei City hasn't guessed who they are?"

Ning Que spread his hands helplessly, looked at the side of the barracks in the night, and said, "The only one who grew up in the Chang'an Palace and married to the grassland as a fortune and blessing even his own man died. The idiot princess who found out was so stupid that she thought this was always a big secret."