Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 238: Cheerful and shameless
Wang Lu listened quietly, without a word, his eyes were faint, but Father Liao listened, he couldn't help but breathe in again, and secretly thought: "I have never seen such a brazen person!"
Also knowing that this plan is very simple, but it is indeed the case. The towns are facing slashing their towns, some have even been slashed and imprisoned. The entire founding generals are in a panic. At this time, just stretch out your hand, even if it is Straw, these people did not dare to hate the emperor when they were arrested, and they hated the prince.
Grandpa Liao also wanted to ask. He saw a **** at the door signaled, and then he woke up and stood up: "The prince, you're fascinated, you forgot about business. This time I am here for the Lantern Festival and everything is ready. You have to go to the palace. The emperor is here."
Wang Lu nodded slightly and smiled: "Although you are not the master of Qixuan, you are a real person. Gu loves it very much. I will fight you for the title of real person when I enter the palace this time."
"You continue to give advice to the lone, wait for the lone to ascend the throne, and reward you for his merits, but you are indispensable for a true monarch."
Xie Chengdong listened, smiled, bowed his face solemnly, and smiled: "The prince is such a great kindness, and the ministers will pay back."
King Lu got up and waved his hand: "Get up, I will go to the palace to meet the emperor. You will discuss these strategies in a few afternoons and write them into a book. When Gu comes back, you will show the plan to Gu."
"The emperor has been in poor health recently. If we want to throw the prince down, we have to speed up."
"Or, in case of death, the prince can be ascended to the throne without a betrayal. At that time, even with a heavy hand in hand, we would be passive."
"As for Songyunmen and Pei Ziyun, they are nothing but a blessing. When the prince falls, they can be crushed to pieces by a single hand!"
"Yes!" the two responded loudly.
Xie Chengdong was even more stunned. He is a person who knows how to write. Just because of these words, he immediately knew that King Lu didn’t know as little as he had imagined. He just frankly told him that he had actually passed it invisibly. The threshold of trust.
Send King Lu away, Xie Chengdong's gaze is faint: "King Lu did not have the right to seal, but it was just an intention. I felt that I was only a little away from the immortal, but an unbreakable barrier. It's loosened a little."
"If you have a real person, you may not be able to break this barrier, but if you have the title of a true monarch, you can."
"Damn it, is this dragon really so strong?"
"My ascetic has practiced for more than ten years, day and night, is it better than a piece of paper?"
"Even the gates are shrouded in the shadow of the imperial court. The blessed land is the gate, but the blessed land, as its name implies, is also the land, no matter from which aspect, it is easily affected by external forces. Hit hard."
"Only when you have become a cave, a heaven and earth by yourself, although this world is a small world, but the resistance is also greatly increased, but it is only a resistance, only the flesh becomes the earth fairy, not the fairy, can it be hard Yulongqi, even so, it’s difficult to fight against thousands of troops and horses strangling."
"Or only in the biography, the body is truly enlightened, and the world, the body, and the soul become true monarchs, then can you ignore the dragon spirit and even rebel against the guest."
"Three leaves and two fruits, the true monarch is born."
"This only Taoist fruit must be owned by me Xie Chengdong!" Thinking of this, Xie Chengdong's eyes lit a flame, and he turned and walked away.
Terminal
Two bullock carts are walking. The bullock cart in front is quite luxurious. The curtains are embroidered with gold silk cloth and patterns. The parts on the cart are plated with a layer of gold, which is very dazzling. .
From this point of view, everyone is traveling, waiting for the idlers to evade.
The first bullock cart, paulownia wood inlaid with silver, the floor and wood walls are brushed with tung oil, glass is embedded, velvet curtains are hung, the seat is also cushioned with a soft cover, like a thick mattress, the space is very large, and there is a small table , There is a censer, some sandalwood in the censer floats up with some smoke.
More importantly, the floor below the floor is burning charcoal, and the heating is rising. There are two people sitting at the small table. It is Pei Ziyun and the young princess. From time to time, there are some laughter and laughter. A mother is sitting with the coachman. Together, look back from time to time.
"Will you help me write a poem!" The little princess pleaded. Without waiting for certainty, he already took the inkstone to scoop water, grind the ink, and grind the ink for a half.
"Hey, writing poems is an occasional skill. You can't write good poems if you urge you."
"If you can't write, you can write, it doesn't matter if it is flat."
"Let me think about it." Pei Ziyun nodded, looking at the backward street corners through the window, staring at the pedestrians avoiding on both sides of the street, thinking intently, even if the car has stopped, he did not feel that the car had stopped, closed his eyes and pondered for a long time. Hoti Pen
"The language of heaven is rushing towards the spring and snow, and the thick clouds are lower than the forbidden city.
The clamor of thousands of horses vying for their way home, the falling saplings and flying flowers are half made of mud. "
"Your poem is really good." The little princess said, carefully drying and rolling up the poem, and laughed: "Can I call you Brother Pei?"
"Ha, the little princess praised it." Pei Ziyun couldn't help sighing.
At this time, the mother whispered in front of the bullock cart: "Master Pei, Miss, the dock is here."
"Go, I'll take you to see my boat." Pei Ziyun.
"Okay." The little princess hurried off happily, very interested in Pei Ziyun's boat.
When the group got off the car, the wind felt bitterly cold. There were moored boats everywhere in the water at the dock. They took people around and arrived at one place, which was Pei Ziyun’s boat.
One is an ordinary merchant ship, and there are many coolies moving goods on the ship, but today is the Lantern Festival, and there are not many people on the dock, so it is not too crowded.
Ren Wei is supervising at this time, and an accountant keeps track of the goods that Coolie has moved down one by one.
Ren Wei saw Pei Ziyun and stepped forward: "The son."
"Just take care of you, I will introduce you this is the little princess of the princess mansion."
Ren Wei was taken aback when he heard that, and he hurriedly bowed, but he was impressed. The accountant for this joint was actually sent by the company of the eldest princess. With the permission of the eldest princess, it opened up sales in the capital. The princess's baby girl can be brought out.
At this moment, Ren Wei is truly convinced.
Pei Ziyun didn't know what Ren Wei was thinking, and led the little princess to watch the boat: "Look, this time my new boat is eight feet long and three feet wide. It totals me seven thousand taels."
"There are three floors, the first floor is built on the deck, there is a dining room with a kitchen, and the tea room is opposite."
"The second floor is the VIP room, six rooms, the lower deck can hold some goods."
I visited all the way and finally arrived at the study room. A mother followed. The little princess looked at the book in the study room and exclaimed: "Brother Pei, there are so many books in this room."
Go forward to fetch the book and look at it.
The two chatted some words, the little princess suddenly turned to The West Chamber, with surprise: "Are you also a fan of wine in the glass? I really like this book."
"Wow, there are many more. I haven't read this one. Anti-Japanese Story, is this also a storybook?"
"This is a major event that the young master did in Yingzhou. Someone wrote it into a script. I have also read it. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is generally not fake!" Ren Wei said at this time.
"Ah, is it the story of Brother Pei?" The little princess was pleasantly surprised, took out the anti-Japanese memorial and looked through it, and fell silent as soon as he read the book.
Seeing her being so quiet, Pei Ziyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Ren Wei turned around and said: "My son, all the outside has been unloaded and handed over."
After submitting the information.
Taking a look, it is the clear record of this shipping and the regulations are in order. This time the voyage deducted the cost and made a profit of 2,700 taels.
Seeing this, Pei Ziyun was very satisfied, and pushed a one hundred tael silver ticket forward: "Thanks for your hard work, you can go back to rest with this boat and go to your county for the imperial examination. This is yours. Bonus."
Listening to these words, Ren Wei was overjoyed and not hypocritical, and accepted the bank note: "Thank you, son."
"If you are hit, you don't need to come again. In case of a miss, the three ships will take turns to go to Beijing to trade in a month. You arrange to coordinate." Pei Ziyun paused.
"Yes, son." Although Ren Wei was happy, he returned to seriousness as soon as he got serious.
The little princess didn't say much, and continued to look carefully at this anti-Japanese note. When these things were completed, crackling firecrackers rang out, and the night was gradually approaching.
"Huh." The little princess sighed for a long time, let out his breath, and closed the anti-Japanese record.
"This book is so beautiful and heroic." The little princess held his cheeks and looked at Pei Ziyun a bit complicated. He didn't want Pei Ziyun to lead soldiers in addition to his good-looking and stunning poems.
This is in full compliance with her dreams of people.
"The county lord, the night market lights are on." Mother reminded.
"Let's go, just on the pier, all the way to the imperial city." Pei Ziyun was actually very satisfied and scanned a note, which was a text message from He Qingqing.
It means that the gold has been hidden in Liujin Island, everything is being built according to the son's orders, and the ship has been sent over as a ship, and it will be there at this time.
The two went on the street, and the mother did not follow, Chen Xiang followed far away.
Today is the Lantern Festival, the streets are lively, lanterns are everywhere on the left and right of the street, people come and go, young boys and girls, or families take to the street together, bustling with hustle and bustle.
Following Pei Ziyun's side, the little princess was a little shy, thinking of the Lantern Festival that year, which is also today, with people coming and going, and the fireworks.
That night, Pei Ziyun was embarrassed by his mother, and then seven steps into a poem: "That person is only in the dim lights!"
Pei Ziyun's talent and appearance are deeply imprinted in his mind. Today, after reading the Anti-Japanese Record, I feel that there is no such a person in the world.
Thinking about this, the little princess glanced at Pei Ziyun secretly.
Pei Ziyun thought about something, suddenly turned back and smiled: "I haven't named this ship yet, what do you think is good?"
"How about Lanshan?" The little princess thought, "That person is only in the dim light", and he blurted out for a while, and Pei Ziyun smiled: "Okay, this name is good, just call it this name."
Just now, I took the little princess along the street again. I saw an endless stream of food stalls on both sides, and the lantern and lantern market had gradually emerged. After a few steps, we saw a large circle of red and white lanterns hanging high. The windmill is covered with paper strips of various colors, with various couplets and riddles written on it.
If you have guessed the answer or connected the pair~IndoMTL.com~, you can remove the lamp and take it away, and the windmill can be turned to take the lantern you like.
Pei Ziyun approached a few steps, and the lamp owner smiled: "As long as you guess, you can take it!"
Seeing no one around, he suddenly whispered: "Real man, I just saw that General Chen Hu came to watch the lights and brought his personal soldiers."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, General Chen Hu, I definitely recognize him. Although his soldiers are dressed in plain clothes, they are too easy to recognize."
Pei Ziyun feels relieved, as long as there is one, the big plan will be done.
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