Chapter 339: Mount Li
The morning light pushed the Qingming through the towering city wall and spread inside, wrapping in rows of houses. The huge and prosperous city did not become bleak by the Turks entering the Great Wall.
The voices of people in Chang'an City gradually became noisy. The peddlers walking around the streets were carrying loads and began to shout loudly. The leisurely old man walked out of the house with a bird cage and came to the tea shop. He had long been waiting for acquaintances, sitting down to drink tea and laughing.
The stall on the street opened the steamer, and the steam was simmering. The young and strong man who were asking for life in one day counted the copper plates and bought one or two sweet steamed buns while walking. Then he covered his mouth and nose and stood far away to the street. The manure man pulled a donkey cart and carried a dung bucket to escort it. Soon, the quiet long street waited for the odor to dissipate and became noisy again.
This is a peaceful and prosperous scene.
Outside the north gate, a fast horse with a small flag rushed into the city gate, and rushed all the way to the imperial city along the special path that was only taken by emergency military information.
"Urgent report, military information report-"
"The Turkic Khan Sha Bo defeated Zhou Pan and fled in a panic!!"
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Outside Xuanzheng Hall, Yang Jian, who had gone to the morning court, stood under the shade of the morning light, and looked at the northern military intelligence presented by his clan Yang Su. His face was quite wonderful, and he held the information and knocked it slowly in his hand.
"Shabo has only a hundred thousand soldiers and horses, and he went directly to the third floor. Has Mr. Lu's spell reached this point?"
Next to him, Yang Su bowed and nodded slightly.
"That's what the second prince said in his step-up."
Under the shade of the tree, Yang Jian walked into the sun, watched several birds flying from afar falling to the flowerbed to peck at the insects, and handed the information in his hand to the eunuch who carried him to put it away.
He raised his face and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's hard for mortals to reach the real gods and immortals. If these practitioners in the Tao want this world, wouldn't it be simple?"
"Your Majesty, practicing Taoism and immortality is exhausting, how can you give up your long-lasting vision and be nostalgic for the wealth and honor of the world?"
Hearing Yang Su's explanation, the emperor over there laughed, waved his hand, and Longting walked to the gravel path between the flowerbed.
"Do you think I can learn from Chen Shubao? The emperor should be able to see people, employ people, and believe in people. Lu Liangsheng has a profound cultivation. I am so happy that I can't even suspect that if he really has the ambitions of the world, he might have a chance in the Southern Dynasties, so how could he travel around now and kill demons and eliminate demons?"
"Your Majesty, that prefect of Sichuan Shuyan City..."
"If you kill, kill me, I already know the virtue of that official." Yang Jian waved his hand, shook his robe, and suddenly slowed down, stopped, and looked back at the clan brother who followed him.
"Where is Lu Liangsheng now?"
"I don't know this... I don't know it, probably the second prince doesn't know it."
Above the two people who answered questions, the sky was blue and the white clouds were wandering. Soon, the news that the northern line had endangered the resolution came out of the imperial city. For a moment, people ran around and told each other, showing a noise, tea shops, and restaurant business was suddenly overcrowded, especially this battle had more or less connection with one person's name. Many people guessed what happened, which caused the 100,000 Turks to collapse.
"Man, tea!!"
The tea shop was filled with people, and the guy who brought tea and poured water ran all over the hall, exhausted and sweaty on his face. A tea shop picked up the tea, blew the heat, and swept away his companions.
"This Turkic man was also unlucky. He lost 40,000 people in just a few days. But do you know who Lu Liangsheng is?"
When they go around, most tea lovers also have the idea of gossip.
"I haven't heard of it. Is this a person in Da Sui?"
"Military general, I have heard my master say something, but I have never heard of the name Lu Liangsheng."
"Listen to the name, isn't it a scholar?"
The sound of the surroundings stopped. I heard the name of this is indeed a scholar. Could it be that the person who solved the siege in the north was a scholar?
The lively discussion atmosphere can be seen everywhere in the city, but for those who know the true background of the scholar, it is an unparalleled shock.
Duke Yang Su of Yue slowly left the imperial city in a carriage. He lifted a corner of the curtain, and saw the prosperity of the long streets coming and going. In front of the emperor, he did not express a look of surprise, so as not to be looked down upon by his clan brothers. However, when he was alone at this moment, he was both shocked and surprised by the ability of that fellow Daoist Lu.
He knew the other party's realm. If the Nascent Soul leaves his body and his magic power will not be greatly increased, he will not be able to eliminate 40,000 troops. Even if he can do it, his magic power will almost be consumed. It is not done by wise people. Once the magic power is lost, the cultivator will be in a battle formation for a lifetime.
"With his temperament, it is impossible to do that desperate thing. What method did he do? It's puzzling."
Putting down the curtain, as the carriage shook slightly, and when she returned to the mansion, Yang Suhui retreated, and even his wife and children were not seen. She went straight to the study, opened the door of the dark room, and walked down the long stone steps. The space became wider, and there were lamp holders on all four walls, and there were fire lights on them.
The two rows of stone pillars in the middle were as Yang Su passed, and in the dim light, there were figures, and their bodies were still moving. Each had an iron face on his face, which was exactly what Lu Liangsheng said in the past.
Walking through the dense middle of the human puppet, right in front of me, there was a bright golden light shrouded in yellow silk, an incense burning smoke lingered. At a slightly higher position, the black sword seat was placed, and a large sword thicker than the man's arms were placed.
Step by step...
The sound of footsteps stopped at the altar.
Yang Su stroked the thick sword body with his fingertips, which were carved patterns of the sun, moon and stars, and on the other side were mountains, rivers and rivers. The golden light burst out from the sword.
"It's time to find someone holding the sword. The divine power of Kunlun Mirror is combined with it, and there is a fear of resistance between heaven and earth."
However, he also had other doubts. Why didn’t the scholar who made such great achievements go back to Chang'an?
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Chen Guangxihe gradually became warmer. At this time, Lu Liangsheng held the old donkey with one hand and walked at the foot of the east outside Chang'an mountain with one hand. He looked up at the towering foothills, and his mood was much better than that in the north.
He was wearing a white scholar's robe and a Xuanyuan swordsman hanging around his waist. He looked like a scholar on a trip. The pig Gangli, who was following behind, changed his hideous and terrifying wild boar head. He was wearing short trousers and exposed his black hair, so scared that the passers-by were dodging. He looked back from time to time when he walked away.
"This man is fat and big, and his face is really scary."
"Oh, that black hair is scary. It's so thick that woman can stand it."
"Stop talking, be careful that people hear it, but it looks like the servant of the scholar."
"No wonder..."
"No wonder what?"
"A scholar carrying a bookshelves and hanging a pot, must have traveled far away often. If you dare to leave like this, how can there be no powerful people around you?"
"Forget it, it's rare and weird. Let's go!"
The wind blew across the mountains and forests, and the cicadas continued to sway among the swaying branches. The pig Gangli, who was walking behind, lowered his head and bit off the big round cake hanging between his neck. The crumbs were squeezed out of the corners of his mouth and stuck to the black hair on his chin, opening his mouth with a muffled sound.
"I, the old pig, will accompany you this time, remember to bring me another portrait of the moon."
"What kind of painting?"
In front, Lu Liangsheng smiled and turned around, looked at the small door with slightly open bookshelf. Taoist Toad hugged the cigarette pole, hung his legs outside, leaning against the door frame, and pecking his head bit by bit and dozing.
Zhu Gangli raised his face and thought for a while, reached out to take it out of his clothes. He flipped through the book that Taoist gave him, looking at no one around and whispered:
"The kind that is not wearing clothes..."
Lu Liangsheng: "..."
He waved his hand quickly, turned around and said nothing, and pulled the donkey to continue walking forward. Zhu Gangli followed behind with the book, slapped his chest again, and bowed and said good things again.
"Young Master Lu, just draw one. You can wear one. When you arrive in Mount Li later, my old pig and my mother will still have some friendship. Maybe you nod and let your apprentice come back to life!"
Lu Liangsheng ignored him.
There was a tea shop in the mountain pass ahead. After a long journey, I had not yet entered the water. I felt a little thirsty when I saw the floating flags.
"Fengzi Tea? This tea shop is a strange name."
Ignoring Zhu Gangli, who was following behind, Lu Liangsheng handed the old donkey to his servant to tie the wooden stake, woke up the sleeping master, sat at a table, and the fat and strong pig demon also followed him in, and his body could reach the shed, which was shocked to the rest of the businessmen around him, drinking tea with fear.
The guy tied the donkey and came in, raised his face and glanced at the fat black man next to him, swallowed his saliva, and moved to Lu Liangsheng.
"Two...... What do you want to drink from the two bowls of guests? Our Servant Tea is a great place here. I have kept it and I have a good time going up the mountain and my legs are very strong."
Lu Liangsheng nodded. He was a little curious about this stewed tea, and it was good to taste it. Soon, the guy brought two bowls of yellow and orange herbal tea and asked casually.
"My brother, is this mountain Lishan?"
The scholar was handsome and kind-hearted, and he spoke nicely. The guy was not as scared as before. He brought herbal tea to the two of them and wiped the table with a rag.
"I heard from the accent of the guest, I am not a Chang'an person, so come to Mount Li to visit scenic spots?"
"Well, that guy, do you have a good place to go?"
Lu Liangsheng bowed with a smile, took the herbal tea and put it in front of the master at the corner of the table. The guy looked at the toad in a short jacket, quickly withdrew his gaze and replied:
"Some, some, here in Chang'an, Mount Li is very beautiful. When you get up early, you can still see the magnificent scenery of the sea of clouds. However, if June comes, the guest officer can still catch up with the Chuanzi Association. As handsome as the guest officer, maybe which lady can be connected with."
"Man, do you still have tea at home?"
A crisp and pleasant female voice came into the tea shop, and the friend who was talking to Lu Liangsheng accused him of guilt, and hurriedly met him. The two seemed to be familiar with each other, diligently giving the woman in yellow and white dress a can of herbal tea and sealed it.
Lu Liangsheng raised his head and vaguely felt that the woman had a different aura, gentle and calm, not like a demon.
"Miss, you've got it."
The guy sent the woman to the door, waved his hand attentively, and shouted again: "Let's go slowly, come again next time!" He just returned to the tea shed reluctantly.
"Brother, who was that woman just now?"
Chapter completed!