"If you go find Liu Bing, you won't end up sleeping on the street." Ling Muyun had an idea and said.
"That's a good idea! Brother Ling is the smartest!" Jia Nianxi stopped and approached Ling Muyun mysteriously: "I used to buy things, and someone would help me carry them!"
"Then hurry up and ask him to help you!" Ling Muyun was a little impatient.
After being entrusted by the king of the northwest, he traveled for several months and made no achievements.
Now Liu Bing is like meat hanging from his mouth, but he can't eat it all the time.
The letter of introduction was in Jia Nianxi's hands, so he couldn't rush it too hastily.
"Mother, help me carry something." Jia Nianxi ducked to a hidden place. Seeing that no one was paying attention, Jia Nanfeng picked out Jia Nanfeng from the black smoke and covered her head with the hat he had prepared: "Brother Ling, put the Bring the stuff over.”
"I should have thought of it earlier!" Ling Muyun's face was filled with black lines.
Jia Nanfeng was short and thick, and his whole body was covered with large and small bags, which caused quite a commotion among the people coming and going.
"Watch it!"
"Are you blind?"
Jia Nianxi didn't care about this, and still happily "loaded" things on Jia Nanfeng. It wasn't until Jia Nanfeng became taller and thicker that Jia Nianxi had no place to put the pine flower cake in his hand, and then he looked at Ling Muyun with regret on his face.
"Oh! Liu Bing is in Songhua Lane!"
"how do you know?"
"Liu Bing is well-known in Jiuquan. Just ask anyone and you will be right."
However, what the two of them did not expect was that Songhua Lane was a narrow alley, only three feet wide. It was not a problem for one person to pass through, but Jia Nanfeng's "dazzling array of things" made it difficult to pass.
"Brother Ling, help me get some!"
"Yeah!" Ling Muyun picked and picked up some decent things and carried them in his hands: It would be unjustifiable to rush to Liu Bing's house without bringing a small gift.
Fortunately, there were not many people in Songhua Lane, so Ling Muyun and Jia Nianxi crowded around, and soon they arrived at a spacious house.
"Everyone is guilty, but only one person is guilty; one person is guilty, but all parties are guilty."
"Doing good deeds will bring you a hundred blessings; doing bad deeds will bring you a hundred disasters."
The sound of reading aloud reached his ears, making Ling Muyun speechless: "Liu Bing is just like Guo Yu, teaching students."
Jia Nianxi smiled faintly and said, "Brother Ling doesn't know something. The idea of a quick son-in-law comes from Liu Bing."
Guo Yu once set up another seat in the lecture hall and said to his disciples: I have a daughter who is waiting in the boudoir, and I am looking for a son-in-law. Whoever sits in this position will give his daughter in marriage.
The "fast son-in-law" that Guo Yu said was the son-in-law of his own choice. Unexpectedly, Liu Bing shook his clothes, got ahead of everyone, sat down on the seat quickly, and said seriously: "What do you want?" Your soon-to-be son-in-law is me!”
The "fast son-in-law" from Liu Bing's mouth can be regarded as a son-in-law who runs very fast!
"I didn't expect that Liu Bing is actually a wonderful person!" Ling Muyun sighed.
While they were talking, a boy dressed as a book boy came and asked politely: "May I ask what you are doing? You must not make any noise in the book hall, sir, you will be unhappy."
Ling Muyun glanced at Jia Nianxi, his eyes clearly saying: You are about the same age, go ahead and tell him.
Jia Nianxi glanced at Ling Muyun: "I came to Mr. Liu Bin to study, so I said it was recommended by Mr. Guo."
After hearing this, the boy looked at the two of them with a slight hesitation.
There have been a lot of people looking for Liu Bing recently, and even now, he is still meeting with Zhang Ji.
"Sir, you are busy with trivial matters. I am afraid of neglecting anything. You two will wait in the pavilion until I inform you."
Looking at the boy's words and deeds, Ling Muyun blurted out: "The only country of refuge is Liang Tu'er. Mr. Guo He's inheritance is the last guardian of Han civilization."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Muyun suddenly felt something. He lightly raised his left arm and printed: Yushu.
This Yushu is the first thunder in the thirty-six thunders, and has the same name as the ten thunders, but I don't agree.
Yushu, upright and upright.
A black and stubby divine thunder hit the pavilion directly, and in an instant, even the tiles turned into powder.
"I'm afraid you have already formed the bridge of this pavilion." Jia Nianxi's head was full of black lines: "Brother Ling, do you want to give Liu Bing a blow?"
Ling Muyun was speechless for a moment.
The opening chapter of Tingfa says: Ting is yin and comes from the senses.
I have never understood what it means to be inspired by emotions. I sighed unintentionally today and found out that the reason why few people have mastered the Ting method since Ling Tianjun is that apart from forming seals, there is also this mysterious and mysterious feeling.
"Thunder is the power of heaven, and thunder is the fireworks of the world." Ling Muyun thought for a moment.
"You, a junior, are so unreasonable. Why did you destroy my courtyard?"
Ling Muyun's thoughts were interrupted by a voice. The person who came was dressed as a Han Confucian, wearing a silk scarf and cloth, with a long tassel on the ruler, clear eyebrows and a long beard.
"Sir, Ling Muyun is polite!" Ling Muyun bowed and saluted: "The Confucian atmosphere in the courtyard can't help but remind students of Mr. Guo He's lineage. Therefore, I have gained some insights during practice, and I am ready to express them. Please forgive me, sir."
Liu Bing nodded slightly: "Yes."
"When did Brother Ling become so gentle and elegant?" Jia Nianxi jumped up to Liu Bing and handed Liu Bing the letter he had prepared.
"Old man Guo gave it to you!"
"Sir, alien tribes have arisen again. For the sake of the world's livelihood, please come out, sir." Ling Muyun continued.
Liu Bing took the letter and frowned: "I have read thousands of books, but I have never heard that it is the order of Yue Weng, so I should go there."
Ling Muyun showed a hint of joy in his eyes, but was immediately interrupted by Liu Bing's words: "I observed the sky not long ago, and the disaster star was strong. It was in time for Yue Weng's calamity, so I had to set off later."
"Mr. Guo is in trouble?" Ling Muyun was shocked: "But I can protect you."
"Can't Old Man Guo figure it out himself?"
"Hey!" Liu Bing let out a long sigh: "Yue Weng knew that it was unjust for Zhang Dayu to stand on his own and rebel against Lu Guang. However, the surname of the former Liang was Han and the surname of the latter Liang was Di. Yue Weng followed Zhuge Kongming and knew that Do what you can’t do.”
"what can I do?"
"Destiny cannot be violated, but it will follow. However, Liu does have something."
"Sir, it's okay to say it."
"I have a friend named Zhang Hao, who is in Jinyang. I brought a letter not long ago, asking Master Baibu to be involved in the Buddhist rebellion. If you are willing, I can help you."
Naturally, Ling Muyun would not shirk and agreed.
Because he had brought a letter, Liu Bing was polite and kept the two of them for dinner and accommodation.
The clear porridge has few noodles, but it still retains the character of a scholar.
The next day, Ling Muyun and Liu Bing said goodbye to Liu Bing. Before they could squeeze out of Songhua Lane, they ran into an acquaintance.
Li Hao.
"Brother Li?"
"Master Ling? Jia Nianxi?" Li Hao looked in disbelief.
Qiuci Xunfeng was threatened by Jia Nianxi and wanted to fight to the death. Unexpectedly, the two of them were talking and laughing, which made Li Hao a little confused.
"You came to Songhua Lane to meet Mr. Liu Bin?" Ling Muyun asked.
"Have you met sir?"
"Just saying goodbye."
Ling Muyun was interested in recruiting Li Hao, so he told Li Hao about Qiuci: "Master Li, do you want to go to Shenxiandu to enjoy the scenery?"
Although there is no classic version of what Li Hao said about aliens, his ancestor Li Guang, the flying general, once defeated the Huns with one arrow and left only a few words. Now that Ling Muyun revealed it, he suddenly became enlightened.
"Sir, Mr. Li is willing to accompany you."
Li Hao admired literary classics, and Liu Bing had unique insights into this matter. After going back and forth, he became a good friend.
"But..." Li Hao pondered for a moment: "The humble concubine is still in the city and needs to be discussed."
"Xin Nu?" Ling Muyun asked.
"After all, Mr. Ling is half a matchmaker." Li Hao's face turned red.
After saying goodbye to Qiuci, Ling Muyun met Xinnu on the road and praised Li Hao. Who would have thought that this Xinnu was so affectionate that she rode a horse all night and chased her to Qiuci. After many twists and turns, she finally met her husband. Jun.
It was an aristocratic marriage, and it was a happy marriage. The two got married as a matter of course.
"Are you going to buy me a drink?" Ling Muyun blinked: "There was never any trouble in the bridal chamber!"
"Why is this glass of wine missing? However, I have one more thing to do before drinking."
"Brother Li has a family, how can he become a mother-in-law?" Ling Muyun couldn't help but tease Li Hao.
"That's not the case. I was in a hurry to leave that day and was unable to experience Mr. Ling's thunder skills. Now that I have met him, I want to make up for my regrets."
"Li Hao, I think you will lose 80% of the time?" Jia Nianxi interjected.
"Oh? What about the remaining 20%?"
"The other 20% will lose miserably."
