His Royal Highness, who had only seven holes left, worked hard to pick out thousands of strands of miscellaneous qi implanted by Huang Baozhuang, and opened the new Dicang hole. In conjunction with the sword energy raised in the body during this period, the sword energy was rolled into the dragon wall and destroyed a lotus flower. The water of the lotus pond was shallow, which was different from common sense. After taking a bath in the daytime, he asked two maids and found out that this kind of lotus is a rare drought lotus. Not only can it grow in the flowing water with huge fluctuations, but it is also disgusting with wetness and joy.

If the roots of dry lotus roots are soaked too much, they will rot and die. The ponds are very particular about water storage. If they are cultivated properly, they should bloom more often in the morning, and the flowering period is long. A lotus flower is of great value, so it has the nickname of ten golden lotus and the harmonious name of the sage lotus. Generally, wealthy families can only plant one or two plants in the jar. A pond with a hundred trees is neither worth the money nor the energy to take care of, which shows how rich the Wei family is.

After slashing the sword energy with his mouth, Xu Fengnian felt that his whole body was comfortable and his energy was no longer stagnant. The wonderful things about Dahuangting were endless. The most simple and straightforward thing was that his ears and eyes were extremely bright. Xu Fengnian seemed to close his eyes and concentrate according to the mantra, but he was listening carefully to the slow bloom of a lotus in bud. During this process, the sword energy rolled on the dragon wall and flowed along the veins, which was completely opposite to the shy stretching of the bud in the pool. Unfortunately, His Royal Highness had only lasted for an hour and could not stand the burst of the majestic aura in his body. I believe that after the six orifices were opened, he could last a whole night and wait for the complete blooming of a lotus. Xu Fengnian stretched his waist and said to himself: "Good man should last for a long time."

Xu Fengnian sat back at the table and weighed his current family fortune. Those flying swords were only worthwhile after they were trained, but they were destined to be a pile of scrap copper and iron in a short time, which was not useful. Although the process of drinking blood to form a fetus was very hard, now there is no fight with the old man with a pair of green snakes in the sheepskin fur. Raising a sword with this stupid method is another kind of temper.

It is difficult to find a good thing that can get some benefits in the world. Once the sword is completed, it will not be as far away as it is now. The five faces made by Shuxiu on the body are very tricky and practical. As for a piece of silk and brocade armor that you wear close to your body, it is nonsense. It is really nonsense. If you really want to fight a first-class master, you can't stand it. However, it is still beneficial to deal with the sneak attack of ordinary swords and swords. The sword score has tear off six pages, and the use of it is

The biggest one is undoubtedly the latest page detailed analysis of the sword energy rolling the dragon wall. Not only did it accidentally help break through the trick, but during this period of time, the energy and energy were diligent and unremittingly, so I realized that the obscure and stagnation in the early stage was very uncomfortable. But after getting used to it, I really agreed with the old saying that bitterness and then sweetness was true. The ancient saying is true and not deceived. The essence of the twelve moves, including the thunder armor that was picked from thousands of secret books, must be repeatedly confirmed in my mind with divine will, and I will wait for one day to accumulate strength.

When he chose to sneak into the Yulong Gang to rush to Beimang, he chose to stay the city as his foothold. First, there was less war in the north of Youzhou and greater space in the rivers and lakes. In addition, Tao Qianzhi, a person who must die. He was not only familiar with military strategies, but also had outstanding military power. He was particularly keen on the military and political affairs of Beiliang. He had already become the general of the shooting of Gusai Prefecture in the southern part of Beimang. Because the royal clan who was extremely lucky was extremely lucky, was killed by Chen Zhibao with a surprise soldier and was implicated and demoted to Liuxiacheng as a city master. In fact, he was demoted openly and secretly. His official position seemed to be demoted to the first rank, but he left the city on the border to hold military power. It was considered a blessing in disguise and escaped from the military cage. As long as he had a little contribution, he would be regarded by Longyaozhou as a throne or even the Empress of Beimang in the Qingyan. It was far more likely to be hard to climb in the strict Beimang army.

According to the information found in Beiliang, Tao Qianzhi had unique insights in marching and formation, especially good at tricks and violently. The most praised by the Northern Mang dynasty is that this person had to kill a soldier in Beiliang every day before he could sleep. He came to Liuxiacheng from Gusai Prefecture, without a family, without a penny, nor a treasure, but only six prisoners brought him to Liuxiacheng, imprisoned more than 40 Beiliang soldiers captured on the battlefield. After one month, they were killed completely. However, Tao Chengmu had a close relationship with many of the generals of the Beimang border army, and there would always be new prisoners transported to Liuxiacheng for him to cut his head with his own hands every day. It can be said that Tao Qianzhi was a young and strong official in the Beimang court favored by all forces. He had both military skills and folk reputation. Sooner or later, he would jump over the dragon gate and become an indispensable cornerstone for the Beimang royal court in the future.

According to Beimang's rule, the Muslim city may have 60 iron armored guards. Tao Qianzhi himself should have the second-rank strength. Xu Fengnian weighed the weight of both sides and smiled gloomy. The mutual assassination on the border between the two dynasties was very frequent, but most of them were death soldiers, and the possibility of success was not high. Beimang once spent a lot of money to build an assassin team, asking for two to three masters from the top sects within the dynasty, and then paired with more than 100 elite soldiers from the army, totaling about 130. They were divided into three groups to sneak into Beiliang to avoid the real and the weak. The targets of assassination were all middle-level members of the military and political affairs of Beiliang. They never thought that they would be waiting for the rabbit, Chen Zhibao, Yuan Zuozong and Chu Lushan.

The three sons were confident in their arms and divided into three groups. They shot and killed nearly 100 hawks and dogs raised by the Prince of Beiliang's Mansion with three thousand iron cavalry, causing shock to the Beimang court. The empress even entered a large-scale iron-sert cleaning, and lost many heads. However, in fact, only a few Beiliang chess pieces that were dormant in the Beimang court for many years were found. The funny thing was that in the end, they found that one of the spies cultivated by the Prime Minister's Mansion was a two-faced man. The business of Beimang Beiliang was always here. Relying on the big golden sign of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, they resold the secrets of military affairs, which made the right prime minister who was originally powerful in the temple resign and resigned, and still lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests as Bai Ding.

The grudges and entanglement between Liangmang cannot be explained clearly in just a few words. It is like a chopping board. Today I have applied your blood, and tomorrow I will add my layer and spread it layer by layer, and it has long solidified into a disgusting blood monument.

A gentle knock on the door sounded. Xu Fengnian knew that Qiu Shuichun had arrived and said, "Come in."

It is a relatively smaller and more delicate Chunlan, with fair skin and a slightly round, unobvious melon-shaped face. Such a little girl would worry about rubbing her body if she puts a little harder on the bed. She is worth fifty taels of gold. Unfortunately, Xu Fengnian could not have all the Dahuangting in one day, so she would be a vegetarian monk for a day. There are so many Yingying and Yanyan in Wutong Garden with more than 80 liters. His prince doesn’t mention his cultivation level, but just talking about his good concentration is simply a heroic extraordinary saint!

The little maid walked into the house with a food box, her slender legs quietly exposed from the hem of her skirt, and she hooked up to the door playfully. When she saw Mr. Xu, she looked red and smiled. She put the food box on the table, stood aside and lowered her head and said timidly: "Sister Qiushui said that I would warm the quilt tonight. I don't know when the young master will rest." She said the word "she has to sleep, looking at her toes, her ears were red. In fact, in the cold spring, it is a very common duty for maids in the big family to warm the bed and quilt. In the hot summer, the maids in the bed waved the fan, no matter how sore their hands were, they were not allowed to doze off all night according to the rules. She and Qiushui were careful to adjust their clothes.

The jade taught by the teacher is very familiar with serving the master, but they rarely have the chance to show up in the Wei Mansion. When they see this handsome young man who is highly valued by the master, their love is far from being said. The shame and timidity of a woman is true. Xu Fengnian opened a food box, picked up a piece of jujube cake that melted in her mouth, looked up at the maid, with only seventy figures in her face, but she had a pair of good eyebrows, her eyebrows were charming, and she was hidden at a young age. She didn't know that when Chun debuted, she was raised by horses and everyone commented that Mei Mei was worth thirty gold. His prince had been in the flowers for a long time and saw that the purple was colorful and beautiful, so his eyes were naturally not bad.

Xu Fengnian reached out and picked up a piece of pastry and handed it to the girl, and smiled and said, "Don't worry, sit down and chat first."

The little girl said softly and sat sideways opposite Xu Fengnian. She took the pastry and lowered her head. Her mouth opened slightly and ate slowly.

Xu Fengnian said something bad: "You should also pay tribute to ancestors and tombs in Qingming Festival. Where can I sell yellow paper? It will be Qingming Festival in two days. I want to burn paper on the corner of the street to worship the south."

The pretty maid looked up and was about to speak, but she noticed that there was still pastry in her mouth. She was afraid that she would be disrespectful to Mr. Xu in front of her. She hurriedly swallowed and stretched out her fingers to wipe off a few cake residue from the corner of her mouth. The girl's eyebrows and eyes were naturally in love with Chun's eyes, and she laughed softly: "Young Master just tell me, Chun will prepare it for the young master tomorrow."

Xu Fengnian nodded with a smile, reached out to wipe off the cake powder that had not been erased for her, and squinted her eyes and joked: "Here is here."

The little maid looked at him and lowered her head, not daring to see anyone.

Qiu Shui knocked in and blushed as she saw this scene. She also blushed. She held more than a dozen famous calligraphy and paintings. The master said she wanted to ask Mr. Xu to tell the truth and falsehood. Most of the calligraphy and paintings were copper shafts or red sandalwood ebony shafts, and they were not light. Xu Fengnian stood up to help move to the table. Qiu Shui saw Chunnong still dazed, secretly lit her forehead and whispered: "I don't know how to add oil to the young master when the light is dim?"

Chun Nong curled his lips aggrievedly. Seeing that Sister Qiu Shui stared slightly, he quickly laughed and added oil to a delicate oil lamp in the style of a white jade Guanyin clean bottle. Xu Fengnian was not concerned about these small fuss, wiped his cuffs with both hands, and after Qiu Shui moved the food box away, he slowly spread out a calligraphy and painting on the table and smiled. It was Chen Chun, the previous dynasty's "Shuang Summer Flower Picture". Unfortunately, the original work was on the palace of the Beiliang Palace. There was no rush to give the truth, rolled it up again and placed it on the corner of the table. Open the second scroll, which was Lu Ji's "Gui"

The Bird Picture of Chrysanthemum Mountain" is brightly colored and the strokes are revealed. The seals of later collectors in the past three hundred years are stamped in densely, which is enough to prove that this calligraphy and painting is rare. Xu Fengnian's appreciation has been influenced by the national scholar Li Yishan for many years and has great skills. Even if there are no such dazzling seals, I know that it is the authentic one. I will definitely join it again and open the third one. It is the "Picture of Hengqin under the Plum" by the late emperor of the old Southern Tang Dynasty. It is just fake. What's interesting is that it does not talk about authenticity, but only the writing skills, which is obviously the latter.

After reading all of Xu Fengnian, he whispered: "From the autumn water and spring, take the paper and pen."

Qiu Shui raised her sleeves with her fingers and grinded them with one hand. Chun Nang didn't dare to be lazy, so she helped cover a piece of paperweight on the marinated Xuan. Xu Fengnian wrote slowly, and she felt a leisurely calmness. Qiu Shui and Chun Nang looked at each other and saw amazement from each other. They obviously did not expect that Mr. Xu wrote beautiful and good writing in his hand, which was vaguely at the level of hiding his shortcomings. They believed that they could not write them even after ten years of hard work. Xu Fengnian deliberately could not recognize the three true or false pictures, pretended not to dare to speak nonsense, and admitted that they were misleading two rare pictures.

The six paintings of Yu Du are accurate. The last eight paintings all give detailed reasons for why they are genuine and fakes, and their relative valuations. The valuation and the real situation are wrong. Since the old fox Wei Feng is determined to test, the prince’s move cannot be too honest. As for the small calligraphy written with more than a hundred words in his pen, it will of course be covered up. This kind of horse will not be exposed. After the ink is slightly dry, Qiu Shui’s opponent loves the small calligraphy, carefully put it in his arms, bent down to hold the heavy calligraphy and painting, and then he will go back to the master to handle the work.

Xu Fengnian laughed at Chun and said, "Go and help Qiushui, you won't have to warm up the quilt today."

Chun Nong was half relaxed and half lost, and he opened his eyes wide and looked puzzled.

Xu Fengnian gently patted her on the cheek and said, "I'll talk about it after Qingming Festival."

Qiu Shui and Chun Nong both walked out of the house with calligraphy and paintings. There was also a maid of the same age who was holding an umbrella for Qiu Shui when she came to the corridor. She was surprised when she saw Chun Nong. Her original jealousy faded away a little. The smile in her eyes immediately became much more sincere. There was no need to hold an umbrella to block the rain from the master's study. However, the calligraphy and paintings in her arms were not worthy of the price. In fact, she had an extra oil paper umbrella. The three maids walked back together, so naturally there was a few words of teasing and teasing between women. Qiu Shui Chun Nong was from the same horse-raising everyone, and was like her biological sister. She was somewhat subtle and alienated from the maid who came from different sources. However, when smart women got along, they were born with a heavy mask with heavy makeup.

Xu Fengnian closed the door and sat cross-legged on the bed. The second time he went out with Li Chungang's little clay man. As long as he had a bed to sleep, most of them were in such a position of asking for trouble. If he didn't remove his soft armor, the house would definitely be adjacent to or facing the old sword god Li. You can imagine what level the prince's prince was afraid of death.

The mighty Tao Qianzhi was left behind in Chengchengmu Mansion. Although Tao Qianzhi was wearing a civil servant robe, he could not hide the arrogance of the generals who had climbed up from the pile of bones. The study was simple. Many antique treasures deliberately left by Chengchengmu were pawned on the first day. All the gold and silver they obtained were given to the Liuchengwu masters, but the civil servants did not get a single copper coin. During this period, an official secretly deducted 200 taels of silver for his duties. After being entrusted, thirty elite soldiers of the Chengmu Mansion broke in. His bloody head was hung on the flagpole of the school martial arts field. The officials had a little background. The tribe members sued Longyaozhou to hold the deputy commander of the Jiejie. As a result, the stones were sunk to the sea. No one dared to deceive General Tao again after leaving the city.

Tao Qianzhi never brought his family, but this Lord Cheng Mu, who was once a fourth-rank general, was not a rigid man. Every few days he would spend money to invite the famous brothels in the city to come to the mansion to warm up. He would spend a lot of money to go to the mansion. At first, some brothels did not dare to ask for, and they were forced into their hands. After a period of worry, there was no sign of Master Cheng Mu's settlement in the autumn. He felt relieved. In addition, the brave deeds of this general who rushed to the city, and his understanding of Tao Qianzhi gradually became well-received. Many brothels took the initiative to send the first-class brothels to the city's mansion. They were worth dozens of gold a night, but they only asked for a few dozen silver a day. Tao Qianzhi did not care too much about the details, and became more and more general's demeanor, which made the people who were originally afraid that the thieves would come and go to the city would be more at ease.

The drizzle was pouring, and Tao Qianzhi sat in the empty shabby study, reading a military book at night.

A confidant captain brought from Gusai Prefecture stood at the door and said respectfully: "Princess Hongyan, Yuchan Prefecture, visited in the rain."

Tao Qianzhi frowned and said calmly: "If she enters the mansion alone, she will not see her."

A plump woman with a sable forehead appeared beside the lieutenant, followed by an old man in brocade clothes with his hands in his sleeves. She crossed the threshold and put her hands on the jade belt given by His Majesty the Emperor, and said sweetly: "Yeah, General Tao is such a big official air, or are you afraid of causing rumors?"

The extraordinary hero Chengmu frowned, put down the books, and was not afraid of the royal family with Xianbei heads on his waist. He sneered: "The princess is famous and likes to raise a couple. She leaves Chengmu in a small way, but she dares not get into the princess's eyes."

The old man in brocade snorted coldly.

Tao Qianzhi's mouth raised, his eyes were full of disdain. Princess Hongyan, who was carrying a satin umbrella in his hand, laughed wildly, and waved his hand to signal the old entourage of the county prince's mansion not to mind. He stared at the unreasonable middle-aged Chengmu, and said with a charming look: "General Tao, originally, I didn't want to enter this house. I have to kill people every day. The yin energy is too heavy. I am not as strong as General Tao. I am afraid of being entangled by unjust ghosts. It is almost Qingming Festival..."

Tao Qianzhi said coldly: "If the princess has no serious matters, I will not send him off."

The rich and wealthy beauty in Yuchanzhou was hit several times but still no longer looked angry and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't go around with General Tao. Someone asked me to pass on a sentence to General Tao, eight words, don't go out on Qingming Festival."

I felt that Tao Qianzhi was furious and was full of murderous intent in the study.

The old man in brocade clothes surging like a wave.

The princess patted her cheek lightly and said apologetically: "Ah, I'm talking nonsense about this stupid mouth. I'm wrong. It's indeed eight words. It's not suitable to go out during the Qingming Festival. General Tao should not believe it. I dare not disobey anyone who says these eight words."

Tao Qianzhi was behind him, his tone did not fluctuate at all, and he said coldly: "I won't give it to you!"

Princess Hongyan shook the silk flower umbrella covered with rain and said with a smile: "I will remember Tao Chengmu's way of hospitality today."

Under the eaves of the courtyard, the old man in Jinyi, who was definitely stronger than Tao Qianzhi, took the umbrella and stretched to the female protagonist, and said angrily: "Princess, why don't you let the old slave teach this ungrateful little fifth-grade city master a lesson?"

The woman covered in the forehead who was not in a hurry to step into the rain stretched out her palm and followed the rain. She did not answer this question, but her eyes were blurred and said, "Why are God crying?"

Two days later, the rain was getting heavier and the road was covered with mud. Cheng Mu Tao Qianzhi took thirty cavalry to the outside of the city, and wanted to visit a robe who left his ancestral home to visit the grave.

It rains heavily on Qingming Festival.

Burning paper is not easy to die.
Chapter completed!