Chapter 480： Who preached

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It was June, with warm winds, and banyan tree branches with lush leaves, it was early summer.

The climate in June in the north was still a bit cool. Most of the people wore robes. Pei Ziyun was dressed in white and did not even wear a robe. At this time, he appeared on the outskirts of Beijing.

Daxu stood, rebuilt the capital, and also repaired official roads and water transportation. The barge official ship can be moored directly, looking outside, the towering city walls are towering, Pei Ziyun stood for a moment, sighed a sigh, did not expect to return But coming back in this way is truly a matter of chess.

Stepping in, at this moment, the Beijing City Shops are arrogantly scaled. Not only is there no decline, but it is very lively. Pei Ziyun was a little surprised. Listen carefully. It turned out that the people were cheering and celebrating, and King Lu was celebrated by the court, celebrating the coming prosperity.

Yes, the world has been chaotic for many years. The Emperor Taizu finally managed to end the chaos, and King Hou and Lu of Jibei rebelled again. Everyone thought they had to suffer another tragedy. However, the imperial court quickly resolved the chaos.

The people's requirements are very simple. They can usually eat and wear warm clothes, and they can wear new clothes during the festival. In a festive atmosphere, many businessmen discount sales.

"In order to celebrate the court's peaceful rebellion, all drinks are discounted, only 30% off." A guy sang at the door.

"Congratulations on the settlement of the rebellion, our restaurant's signature dish-chestnut roast chicken, 50% discount." Another hotel discounted the name of the rebellion.

"Freshly baked biscuits usually cost one penny, and you can buy them today for one penny."

"Let the guest officials know that today we have a group of girls in the Red House. All drinks are 50% off. Don't miss it."

"..."

Pei Ziyun witnessed that as the bustling people flowed onto a bridge, he paused to look back, and couldn't help but feel a deep smile, showing a bitter smile.

The chapel is dangerous, and the fight is trapped. Compared with this, it really feels like another generation. Pei Ziyun's eyes are swept away. If there is a wine restaurant in front of it, which is three stories high, he will go inside. Seeing the lively downstairs can be said to be noisy. With a frown, the man greeted him with a smile: "This boy, it's lively below, and there's an empty seat above, so you can enjoy the scenery ..."

Before he finished speaking, Pei Ziyun laughed: "I'm just below, you serve some wine and vegetables."

I haven't finished the words, I just heard someone say, "The world is peaceful, and the people are eating the pot of jug to welcome them. This is a glorious scene. I am fortunate to see it."

Pei Ziyun looked back and saw an old man twisting his beard. Looking at the bustling street, he said that when he saw the person, Pei Ziyun bowed slightly and said, "It turned out to be a teacher, and the students are polite."

Although this old man is simple, but Pei Ziyun was the examiner when he was studying for Yuan Yuan. The students are in the world, nearly or hundreds of thousands of miles away, thousands of miles away, different languages, and names are incomprehensible, and when he is in Kodi, there are so-called examiners That is, the teacher of the seat, the same person, the same year.

Hu Yingzhen took the protagonist as Xie Yuan and was the former seat teacher.

They didn't go upstairs, they found a seat downstairs and asked for a plate of peanuts, a few pieces of tofu, and a pot of wine.

They both ignored, and sat toasting. At noon, the sun was shining outside the building, the crowd was clamoring, and there was a piano sound coming upstairs from the upper floor, and a female voice sang softly.

"This song is a Taiping song, although it's vulgar, but it's the opposite." Hu Yingzhen didn't seem to be a master. He was an ordinary old man. He had a glass of wine and a pale face with some blood. Seeing Pei Ziyun thoughtful, then Said: "I interpret Yuan poetry, elegant and elegant, everything, is in the heyday of Taiping, I wonder if there is poetry?"

"Xie Yuan, I am so familiar and miss the title." Pei Ziyun thought, smiling: "The student is not talented, there is a poem haunting his heart."

After that, I lifted chopsticks and sang, clearing every word.

"The pheasants reported their plans and Shang Yifang entered Cuiyunqiu.

Jiutian started the construction hall, and the crown of the nations was crowned.

The sun is only moving in the hands of the immortal, and the cigarettes want to be close to the dragon.

The North Koreans must cut the five-colored puppets and return to Fengchitou. "

Hu Yingzhen heard it, and he was a little foolish. Pei Ziyun had a good doubt. He was not a chance encounter. He was the third product when he was the president and a few years ago. Now he is the second product. He is an authentic and serious minister. Tao, I was originally disappointed in my heart.

At this moment, when I saw Pei Ziyun's words and words, the style was eloquent, and I was full of seats. When I remembered the grievances of this person, I couldn't help but show great respect.

Said at the moment: "Nine days, the Temple of Construction started, the crown of all nations crowned the emperor-good poem."

"This is a peaceful world. There is an epic poem in Xie Yuan. When it floated, it came and dried this glass of wine." After that, he raised his glass and drank.

"If you recognize my teacher, I will ask one question, I don't know what you intend to do in Beijing this time?" Seeing Pei Ziyun drank it, Hu Yingzhen's eyes were bright and bright, as if he had carefully chosen the words, but he went straight and asked.

"It's good for the teacher to know that my entry to Beijing this time is of course a retribution for today's saint." Pei Ziyun's face was indifferent, as if he had said something common.

As soon as this remark came out, the surrounding guests were stunned, and the audience was silent and dead as silent, and some customers who saw the opportunity quickly got up and slipped away, apparently afraid of catching fire.

Hu Yingzhen came with a mission this time. As soon as Pei Ziyun entered Beijing, he knew that the master and the apprentice met and there were countless languages ​​to speak.

It was just unexpected that Pei Ziyun would speak so naked, without covering up at all.

Hu Yingzhen sank and stunned, already furious and drank: "I am still a scholar and long-term court gratitude. Even if you have some grievances, as a minister, you must not be angry. I came here to persuade Second, so as not to end. "

"I don't want you to be mad, it's really embarrassing to dare to say such an outrageous thing-if you are still my student, you will immediately apologize, obey the court's disposal, or for your merit, and the grace can be forgiven. two."

"Long-lasting love?" Pei Ziyun smiled, got up and left, and didn't want to distinguish one or two.

Hu Yingzhen's face was blue and his hands were shaking. When he saw Pei Ziyun leaving, he felt dizzy and drank, "Don't you want to defeat Jun? If so, I will be killed here by one head, lest the world say I taught one An outrageous thief. "

"Why is that the teacher?" Pei Ziyun turned his back to Hu Yingzhen: "The grievances are right and wrong, you actually know, can I still retreat now, why should I retreat?"

"Well, if that's the case, you dare to defeat the king, so why not add another master's name." The old man stubbornly said.

Pei Ziyun shook his head and ignored him and left the restaurant.

Hu Yingzhen surged up against the blood, stood up, and without thinking, banged heavily on the pillar of the restaurant.

"Bang." With a loud voice, Hu Yingzhen was lying on the ground, Qiqiao bleeds blood, and more air is coming out and less air is coming in. Seeing it is impossible to survive.

Pei Ziyun stepped in a footstep and sighed: "How many philanthropists in the world, and beggars for benevolence and benevolence, the teacher has gone all the way, and many people will follow you."

Go away.

Several people in the restaurant disguised as alcoholic awakened, one came forward and touched his breath, and shook his head: "Master Hu is old, and this collision has a mortal heart, no more-oh, You are loyal to the country, and you have the style of an ancient minister! "

Yet another person was disdainful: "This person hasn't taught this student yet."

"You've passed it by now. Zhenjun is so talented that it is not Hu Yingzhen. There are others who take him as a man. This is no evil. In this country, even if there is some relationship, it will be completely wiped out."

"The only disadvantage is that we told him that day, we must be gentle, move on affection, be rational, and don't want the old man to temper his temper, and really scold Pei Ziyunmen, so we turned quickly."

"But looking at Zhenjun, I'm afraid it's emotional and sensible. It doesn't help. It doesn't matter." At this point, the man asked, "Did the county master find their whereabouts?"

One person went out, bowed slightly, and said, "According to the last report from the person we arranged on the side of the county owner, the county owner should have gone to sea, but the specific route and destination cannot be confirmed."

"Although I have sent a sea ship for patrol, the sea is so large and there is no clear goal. It is really a haystack. Until the morning, the last contact was not found."

"Well, it seems that the task of ascertaining their whereabouts and fighting for the buffer has failed, and now it can only be solved in the imperial city in one fell swoop-go and report this to your Majesty ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Yes!"

Not to mention this, Pei Ziyun walked through the crowd, seemingly slow, but in fact, it passed a few feet in a blink of an eye, and soon arrived at Tianjie.

"The rain on Tianjie is as crisp as the grass, but the grass is far away but not close."

"However, it's not February or March, it's June, but this poem is a bit out of place."

Tianjie is the abbreviation of Chengtianmen. It is directly connected to the imperial city where the emperor and emperor live. It is not accessible to ordinary people here, but government officials can. At this time, Pei Ziyun reads this poem. Ignore and arrive at the gate.

The door was wide open, but there was no guarding or interception. Pei Ziyun didn't go in immediately, closed his eyes slightly, and meditated in his heart: "System."

A plum quickly appeared in front of me, zoomed in quickly, and turned into a translucent data frame, floating in front of the field of vision with a faint sense of light, and the latest data appeared in front of me.

"Earth Fairy: The seventh floor (100.6%)."

"Finally, don't hesitate. I deliberately slowed down a bit." Pei Ziyun's heart moved slightly, an invisible light flashed away, just ten breaths, and Pei Ziyun opened his eyes slowly.

I saw the flash of gold in his eyes, and the skin that had been exposed had turned golden and had a metallic texture, but it looked a little brass, not gold.

"Iron cast copper irrigation is done." Pei Ziyun glanced at the system and turned it into a transparent data frame, only to see that the data above had been changed.

"Earth Fairy: Eighth Floor (0.7%)"

At this time, it increased by 0.1%. Pei Ziyun smiled. The eighth floor of the Earth Fairy, I believe it would surprise a lot of people. Finally, he looked at the space and saw that the demon dragon and the giant happened to receive a wind knife. , Another aura overflowed, could not help laughing again, no longer hesitated, stepping into the palace.