On the official road hundreds of miles outside the capital, at nightfall, hundreds of horses ride through the smoke and dust. When the horses' noses open and close, the water vapor is already very light. Even the good horses that can run in the snow without any hindrance are panting, and the whole body The muscles become stiffer as they roll, but the hundred horses move forward as fast as thunder, making them faster. Especially after passing the broken and desolate mountain temple, the leader raised his whip several times, whipping his mount painfully, and the four ladders turned 10% faster, heading straight towards Xia Song Capital.
The first person to come was Nian Pingzhi, who had gone out to enjoy the snow outside the capital earlier. However, this thin man of letters, who was regarded by famous writers as a yin and yang at the time of writing, did not have the slightest bit of weak and scholarly spirit at this time. Instead, he was holding on to the reins and whipping his whip, almost in his clothes. Bu Zhen ran wildly towards the capital, the sound of horse hooves and drums, thunder and rain were all in one piece. There was no gap to be found. He was running through frost and crisp snow, risking his life.
This trip to enjoy the snow outside the capital was not an important matter, but because Nian Ping did not want to be trapped in the capital for a long time. Zhao Ziyang's instructions could not be obtained elsewhere. It was boring in every way and it was difficult to think smoothly. The old pen added good The ink hangs in the sky, and sometimes it may not be able to easily fall onto the paper after it has frozen due to the cold weather and ground. Knowing that Zhao Ziyang and the two have important matters, they will not be able to come to Xia Song Capital for a while, so it is rare for them to be lazy and avoid trouble. In my mind, I stole more than ten days of leisure as the New Year was approaching, ostensibly strolling around to enjoy the snow, but in fact I went to visit the surrounding areas of Bingguan to meet those girls Fangze I had not seen for a long time, and conveniently took these girls who I had not brought with me to Beijing this time. Objects brought in, such as calligraphy and paintings by famous artists in ancient times, gold, silver, pearls and jade given by the emperor, should never be left idle. Nian Pingzhi, who has excellent financial skills, is not only familiar with the ways to make money, but also has the ability to spread wealth easily. What's more, he is in a noble place in the capital and has many friends. The members of the sect must have contacts with each other. Even if Nian Pingguan is a little thicker, he has no choice but to receive gifts one after another without giving anything in return. This is very awkward for Pai Yao. It is just a good time to take this trip to get some rare objects acquired in the early years. , the arrangement is quite complacent.
When it was time to return to the capital, when an informant in the city almost exhausted a good horse and delivered the secret letter to Nian Ping, these nearly a hundred guards, together with the servants rewarded by the saint, rushed on the road day and night. After hundreds of miles, they finally arrived at the mountain temple outside the capital.
But even though Nian Pingzhi was jolted to pieces by the horses and his stomach was churning, he still felt slow. When he was crossing the bridge, the horse's hooves slowed down and he called to the guards at his side.
"After all, it's hard to carry large items of gold, silver, pearls and jade with you on the road. People and horses are exhausted, so you might as well bury them by the river and return to Beijing lightly."
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The guard was obviously in far better shape than a scholar like Nian Pingzhi, and there was no sign of being out of breath. After hearing this, he frowned, came forward and whispered, "Nearly all the belongings that everyone brought from Dianbing Pass were left behind all the way. , or they were sold by their subordinates at a low price to people in the passing cities, and only the remaining large items of gold, silver, pearls, and jade are left here. If they are abandoned here, they may not be able to be found again in the future. Why don't you think about it more?"
"There is never a shortage of gold and silver utensils in the world. When people are gone, they are truly gone. Just throw them away."
Nian Pingzhi didn't want to say anything. After crossing the bridge, he waved his horsewhip again and ran towards the capital. Along the way, whether blocked by the Taoist or Taoist guards or the guards who were checking the secretaries of the scribes, he never stopped and left with one mind. Not caring about too much. There are people close to Nian Ping who have been following Nian Ping's guards since Dian Bing Pass. They know the foundation of Nian Ping. There are many objects that even Nian Ping is particularly fond of, but they are all ordered to be thrown away. It seems that all the guards are sincere. Trembling, firstly, he knew to some extent how much money those abandoned items were worth, and secondly, he had never seen this young man, who was highly appreciated by the saint, looking so flustered.
Money will flow like a stream along the way.
But when he came to a long bridge covered with heavy snow outside the capital, Nian Pingzhi clearly saw a young man carrying a gun and wearing a bamboo hat driving towards him, so he didn't care how reckless he looked in the eyes of others and dismounted from his horse. He grabbed the young man's clothes and dragged him to the end of the bridge. He raised his shoulders and feet, leaving dozens of overlapping boot prints all over the young man's body. Still feeling uneasy, he broke off a section of the dry skin that stretched out to the bridge. The branch was twitched six or seven times again, and finally he fell out of strength and sat down on the bridge, rolling up his sleeves and panting. It wasn't until he saw that Zhao Ziyang hadn't moved for a long time that he hurriedly stepped forward and patted the young man's face. Seeing that he didn't feel any pain or itching at all, he sat down on the bridge, his face turning purple with anger.
The young man who had been kicked so many times for no reason was neither angry nor annoyed. He just lay down in the snow on the bridge, but he couldn't stop grinning.
Who would have thought that the powerful young master in the capital also knows how to beat people, and the posture is really like that.
Zhao Ziyang was laughing so hard on the snow, while Nian Ping, who was only wearing a thin robe, had his hands bruised by the cold, and his face was also bruised. Looking sideways, he saw Zhao Ziyang smiling as if he was rich to celebrate the New Year. He really wished he was a cultivator on the mountain. , it would be best to break the long bridge with one punch, and throw him into the ice water to freeze to death, but for some reason, he cursed and smiled on his face, and in the end he lay down on the bridge, mixed with all his complaints. Vulgar insults were poured out in the marketplace.
Nian Pingzhi said that you, Zhao Ziyang, are not a human being. I finally went to Dianbing Pass to get some belongings. I planned to make a grand appearance in the capital to prevent others from thinking that you are a poor scholar from a small place. Gifts and exchanges, up and down management, spread out a smooth road, this time is good, it will all turn into a windfall for others.
It is said that the objects left on this road can almost buy half of the Dianbing Pass. No matter it is a calligraphy and painting handed down from ancient times, it is a piece of fine jade cloth. It is left on the way in the middle of the road. Don’t say you don’t want to pay, even if you want to ??????????????????Sorry, Zhao Ziyang's head is not worth much money now. In the end, when the horse is tired, even the soft armor and mink fur coat are easily thrown away. It was so cold that I could freeze to death on horseback. The most irritating thing is that when they met, they had promised not to stand up for others, but Zhao Ziyang turned around and forgot all about it. He clearly knew that Yi Fa was not allowed to interfere in the recent Yifa affairs in the capital, but he decided to swollen half of his face to look fat. , If he really died in the capital, his death would be in vain.
However, Zhao Ziyang is not a kind person who never retaliates when he is scolded. When Nian Pingzhi was lying in the snow on the bridge and scolded him, Zhao Ziyang leaned his head against the wheel of the car and got angry, saying, "You are so damn shameless, why do you want to beat someone up for no reason?" You should worry about whether your hand is too heavy. Look in the bronze mirror when you have nothing to do and see how you look like a martial arts practitioner. Even if you say you have no power to restrain a bird, you may be considered too high-spirited, but in a few days you will barely be able to kill you. Once you pass it, over and over again, it will give you a clear picture on both sides, and you will gain a lot of experience. It is said that you, Nian Ping, were originally a poor scholar from a small place. If you didn't have this kind of painting skills, you might still be selling calligraphy and paintings in the remote streets of Dianbingguan. During the New Year and festivals, you would like to chop your fingers off and drink them. Now, now When I arrived in the capital, I was quite shameless.
Following Baiqi who came before Nian Ping, those with better ears could hear the words of the two people clearly. Many of them had trembling faces and tried to hold back their smiles. They were all curious. Everyone has always been very polite when meeting people this year. They know how to advance and retreat and are sophisticated, so why did they meet this master? The scoldings they made were a bit uglier than those of the ignorant and ignorant women in the market. However, if they really didn't want to deal with it, these two people were almost jumping to the point of scolding each other. , there were actually smiles on their faces, especially everyone in New Year, who probably smiled more sincerely than usual.
The curtain of the carriage tent was raised, and Fan Qingjia, who had not moved for a long time, looked blankly at the two people sitting up in front of the carriage tent. In the morning, the thick clouds made the sky miserable, and the fine snow fell, which did not seem to make people happy, but The two of them were quite happy. Zhao Ziyang looked tired all the way, but when dealing with incoming enemies, he was very skillful and thoughtful, and did not leave any room for action. However, he had never seen such sloppy words and deeds, so he felt ridiculous no matter what.
A hundred feet away from the long bridge, a man dressed in white took a deep look at this place and rode away.
Wei Xiwu had already sent someone to deliver a letter earlier. He also sent a group of martial arts masters and two mountain cultivators from Luofengtai to follow Yun Zhong. The New Year's Eve was approaching, but the Great Yuan territory was still there. Even though Wei Xiwu didn't care much about the affairs of the Yuan Dynasty, he still paid a lot of money to buy several pieces of news. There was a strong sense of exhortation in the letters. Although he knew that Yun Zhongzhi was not here, he still made his intentions clear. All the advantages and disadvantages were transferred to the letters, and the effort of dividing matters into two hands was never inferior to others. He not only prepared all the people, money and food, but also added more open words in the letters. The heat of this road has always been Wei Xiwu's veteran work. Making money step by step, he then turned around and entered the capital.
But Yun Zhong neither stayed in the capital, nor did anyone accompany him. He just filled the gourds with unripe green gourds taken from Shangfang Wen in Wuchi Realm, took some abundant money, and rode out of the capital one by one.
Don't be sloppy when you come, and don't be stumbling when you leave.
Yesterday, in the chat between the junior brothers, Zhao Ziyang never asked why the yellow dragon turned red, why his junior junior brother could match a pair of masters of the four realms, and he did not mention the water-fire sword-swallowing sword that had been following Yun Zhong all year round. It's been a long time since I've seen him. Instead, everything he said was short-tempered. He asked where the boy was and how Li Fuan was injured. He didn't mention anything else. At most, he glanced at the red rope intentionally or unintentionally.
Junior brother may be able to go to higher and further realms in the future, so remember to go back to the mountain often.
I won't ask, and you can't speak on your own. People know how to do things in this world. You can't explain to others which leg you take first when entering a room. Live more comfortably and comfortably, just like my senior brother. When you go out, you say you are doing it to make money, but you actually have your own reasons and desires. You may not necessarily rely on moral principles and rules for everything.
The implication is that I can trust you. Junior brother, I know how to do things. There are thousands of mountains and rivers, high rivers and rivers, and you can have a happy and unrestrained life.
So when Yun Zhong left the city alone and one horse, for the first time since the yellow rope turned red, he felt that although he was walking alone, he always felt like he was fishing and playing in the water at the foot of Nangong Mountain that year, and clearly saw the last faint twilight returning to the west mountain. In addition, the young man who was not very courageous felt that he did not need to be afraid of the long night.
Tomorrow the sun will still hang over Nangong Mountain, so with Nangong Mountain in the background, the sun will shine everywhere in the world.
