Chapter 016 – It’s best to be good

Xu Fengyen sitting high on his steed as soon as he saw that sneaky familiar figure hiding at the corner of Yuqing Palace, poking out a head, this person shrunk back as soon as he saw His Highness, Xu Fengyen raised his horsewhip and angrily shouted: ”Bull-rider! If you hide again, I will bring people to flatten the Taiqing Palace, and throw you together with the Turtle Camel Stele off the Little Lotus Peak!”

Wudang Mountain’s most highly expected young Taoist priest in the past hundred years appeared in the crowd’s field of vision in fear, stopped a long way away from the Northern Liang iron cavalry, bowed his head, and said with a spring in his step, “Little Taoist has met His Highness the World Prince.”

This senior uncle bowed politely to Xu Fenian, but his eyes always remained on the white-haired and black-robed old kui, Wudang Mountain was known as half of the world’s internal strength came out of the Jade Pillar, in addition to Wudang’s sword art being extremely renowned, it emphasized more on the internal strength cultivation, and it was an example of both internal and external cultivation.

Taoist in the big lotus peak has seen a lot of the same generation of senior brother, appreciate the weather after the internal force to achieve the realization of the meteorological, in front of the old man in front of making the knife method is strange obviously so, the qi stretches unceasingly, at a glance is a solid point of view.

Not yet reached the age of the Wudang Mountain master uncle subconsciously retreated two steps, towards the great potential to step on the Wudang Mountain His Highness threw a you know I know heaven and earth do not know the eyes, Xu Fengyen threw back a past, master uncle and then return a look, so repeatedly, look at the bystanders a face of confusion, do not know the two gourd sell what medicine.

In the end, in the eyes of the Taoist priests of the Yuqing Palace is undoubtedly the master’s uncle won, is definitely not a battle but the style of the master, the crowd only saw the master’s uncle turned around and walked forward in style, an inexhaustible dusty gas, and that repulsive face of His Royal Highness only with the white-haired old man to follow the picking up the steps up to the Wudang Mountain.

The priests were relieved, the master is the master uncle, did not say a word to let the surname Xu dude compromise. Only the Taoist priests do not know three people to a secluded place, their minds in the lofty status second only to the immortal a finger to break the Canglan of the headmaster’s uncle, was Xu Fengnian rolled up his sleeves punched and kicked a whole incense stick time, only to come from the master’s uncle, “don’t hit the face of the person, don’t kick the kicking of the bird,” the pleas of the master’s uncle.

After the fight, do a qi dantian handle, Xu Fengyen finally refreshed, drop a pornographic forbidden book, long go, but not down the mountain, but with the old Kui walked jump carved in the cliffs of the green stone plate intestinal path, climbed the cliffs of the net music palace.

The biggest surprise of this temple is that there is a rain altar out of the cliff and built, imitation of the Big Dipper seven stars, Taoist texts rumored that the Wudang Mountain Ziyun real people have been here to raise the Xia ascension, Jingle Palace is usually not open to the public, some of the search for secluded exploration of the literati can only be outside the palace without success, but Xu Fengyen thanks to the big pillar of the country’s father’s blessing, you can bring the old Kui swaggering to the altar of the seven stars.

The mountain wind is cold, the old Kui sat on his knees, his clothes hunting, squinting his eyes, looking at the distant peaks and clouds. Footsteps frivolous Xu Fengyen stood behind the old kui with a sword, which stabilized his stance, almost unable to open his eyes, only to sit down, just hiding in the old kui figure.

Xu Fengyen laboriously shouted, “Old grandpa, how is that little Taoist monk’s power?”

The old Kui seemed to be a bit puzzled and said, “The martial arts is mediocre, seems to be the same as you are all the way to the exhaustion of the goods, it’s a pity that his parents gave him a good set of bones. As for how the Taoist law, there is no test method, I do not know, I do not know, I do not think it will be too bad, not too good, the world’s difficult things can not escape the boat against the tide of the road, refused to suffer, which can be talented. Strange, Wudang Mountain how to fall in love with this piece of material, is not with Zen’s children and grandchildren of the jungle in general? Can’t figure it out can’t figure it out.”

Xu Fengnian was even more puzzled and asked, “This daofa xuanjutsu, can it be a meal? Or can it kill people?”

Old Kui thought about it and laughed, “Kid, you’re asking the wrong person.”

“It can’t kill people.”

Wudang Mountain and the head teacher of the same generation of young Taoist priest hands inserted into the cuffs of the robe, standing on the edge of the altar, but refused to foot on the seven stars, smiled and gave the answer, look at his figure, not like the old Kui immovable as a mountain, not like Xu Fengyen staggered like a lousy, but just swaying with the wind, a swing, amplitude is not big, not small, just as the wind moves me to move, but also some of the heavenly unity of the subtle meaning.

Xu Fengyen’s eyes are clumsy, did not see the doorway, just turned around and stared dead in the face at this bull-riding Taoist priest who let his sister leave Beilang with regrets back then, and asked grimly: “Hong Zaixiang, why do you refuse to go down the mountain and walk through that Xuanwu Dangxing’s pagoda?!”

The youngest ancestor in the thousand year history of Wudang Taoism grinned, a blush without style, and opened his mouth to say, “I went to the mountain at the age of five, and I learned a little bit of prophecy and weft fur at the age of eight, and my master asked me to do a small calculation every day, a medium calculation in January and a large calculation in a year, and to calculate when I can go down the mountain, and when I need to be closed up in the mountain, but ever since I learned this study, there hasn’t been a single day that I didn’t need to be closed up in the mountain. ”

Xu Fengyen where will take it seriously, sneered: “It is said that your master on his deathbed specifically gave you a rule, not to become the world’s best, you can not go down the mountain? Then it looks like you won’t have to go down the mountain for the rest of your life.”

There is a Taoist priest with a dusty name still bunching his hands into his sleeves, the eight winds do not move, laughed: “The world’s first is not false, but the most meals, the most reading, are the first, a lot of, the master didn’t say that it is the first in martial arts, there will always be a day when I get off the mountain.”

Xu Fengyen got up with difficulty, his sight cast in the direction of the south of the river, gently said, “But at that time, people are old. Seeing each other again, gray hair to gray hair, is it useful?”

Hong Zaixiang closed his eyes and did not speak.

Xu Fengnian let out a long breath, snorted coldly and walked out of the altar, stopping slightly as he brushed past the Taoist priest and asked, “What do you think of my sister, how is she?”

The Taoist priest who had been in this glazed world since he could remember holding the yellow court and riding a bull upside down to watch the clouds roll by, softly said, “Best.”

Xu Fengnian walked out of the Pure Music Palace expressionlessly, behind him, the Humongous Sword Old Kui was pondering.

Zhao Washiang waited for His Highness the Prince to go far away, then squatted with an indecent posture, his hands resting on his cheeks, lost in thought, muttering, “The red bean is born in the southern country, the spring comes to sprout and the winter withers, it is better to think of each other than not to think of each other.”

Above the Taoist priest’s head, a dozen red-topped cranes full of aura circled and chirped, setting him off as if he were an immortal in the sky.

He suddenly covered his stomach and said with a sad face, “Hungry again.”

As …… he descended the mountain, Lao Kui suddenly tsked, “A little interesting, that little Niubizi Taoist has some Taoist skills.”

Xu Fengyen was not excited and asked perfunctorily, “How so?”

Old Kui said uncertainly, “That waif cultivates the Supreme Heavenly Dao.”

Xu Fengyen’s head hurts when he hears this Dao ah whatever shit, frowned: “Metaphysical and metaphysical empty and empty things are also people to the top of the bull’s-eye? Aren’t you afraid that in the end you’ll find a basket of water?”

Old Kui let out a laugh, “I don’t like these puzzling things either.”

When Xu Fengnian reached the foot of the mountain pagoda, he ignored the groveling of the priests and Taoists, looked up and back at the mountain and cursed, “This tortoise that hides and doesn’t come out of its shell!”

The two hundred primus that stood respectfully at the bottom of the steps saw His Highness the Prince and remounted their horses, moving neatly and crisply without any redundancy.

Bei Liang iron horsemen, clear color with angry horse wearing fresh armor, and every year will be pulled to the border by the Great Pillar State to practice in real combat, coupled with the Liang land folk style is tough, many daughters are good at bow and horse, this is the most unique advantage.

For example, Xu Fengnian sister Xu Lihu was skillful in riding and shooting from childhood, not to mention the second sister Xu Weixiong, horsemanship not to mention, the sword is a first-class, moving better than apes and monkeys, antelopes and big hanging horns of the reputation of the thirteen years old will be carrying a sword to kill, so far in the hands of the sword cut down nearly a hundred skulls. Liang people are good at fighting, since ancient times, so in the eyes of connoisseurs, the Northern Liang iron horsemen are far more powerful than the soldiers and horses under the banner of the King of Yanlatiao and Jiaodong, and they are well-deserved lions of a hundred battles.

Old Kui waited for Xu Fenian to mount his horse and laughed: “Kid, I won’t go back to the king’s mansion, without Huang Laojiu, the thief is boring.”

Xu Fengyen blinked and persuaded, “Or else wait for me to perform my coronation ceremony first? Without Old Grandpa, Feng Nian would have died at the bottom of the lake. There’s about half a year left, I’ll prepare more good food and drinks for old grandpa, and as much as I can repay for saving my life, okay?”

Old Kui thought for a moment and nodded his head as a promise.

It can be seen that this sword in the male leader of the biggest anointed son of Northern Liang in front of him is actually not antipathy.

All the way back to the royal residence, just into the city, the sky and for no reason fluttering goose feather snow, simply to go crazy, Xu Fengyen freezing straight shivering, only to the door of the house, look forward to the concierge will have the sense to hands on a top quality fox fur, carefully to the son of His Highness to be draped, than to wait for the real parents to be more attentive.

Xu Fengyen said that he didn’t know if Old Huang had brought enough clothes with him.

After saying goodbye to Lao Kui, he went straight to the courtyard where Yu Youwei is, a beautiful woman is left out, all day long alone, too wasteful, not good, not in line with Xu Fengyen’s temperament of raising flowers need watering.

During the period of passing by the poor residence of Jiang Nai can not be called courtyard, see the thinly clothed dead princess half squatting pile snowman, snowman half a man high, after she finished, but not look at the snowman how happy, but a face of indignation staring straight at the snowman, and then pull out the hilt of the talisman of dependence, a dagger swung down to split the snowman’s head, see Xu Fengyen a moment of creepy, dare to say that this crazy girl is a snowman as a snowman? Xu Fengnian coughed a few times.

Xu Fengyen coughed a few times and walked over, Jiang Nai originally looked panicked, after seeing that it was His Highness the son, as if relieved, moving slowly to put away the murder weapon, Xu Fengyen approached and saw her red hands, full of eye-sore frostbite, like a poor servant girl in the Raccoon Bureau who was bullied, Xu Fengyen sighed and squatted down to re-base the head, falling into the eyes of the Jiang Nai, naturally sympathetic, repulsive face.

Xu Fengyen clapped his hands and got up then gently asked, “Want to add some warm clothes for you?”

Jiang Nai cold face and cold voice: “Too dirty.”

Xu Fengyen laughed: “I just casually said, anyway, I am a good person, you appreciate or not is not my business, I like you like this, always let me take advantage of, do business with you, the most profitable.”

Before leaving, Xu Fengyen stabbed this little servant girl: “You wear shabby again, but still my things? If you have the ability to take it off, that’s what a warrior woman is.”

Jiang Nai pretended to be deaf, fighting with the rogue Xu Fengyen, she always lost more than she won, come to think of it, she might not even get the upper hand once.

The mood of Xu Fengyen is soothing after seeing fish Youwei, the mood is better, my mother said, beautiful girl, no matter whether the Bodhisattva heart or snake belly, all have to be a little heartache, nearly twenty years of life, Xu Fengyen did not do the hook of the hot hand to destroy the flowers, but instead, directly and indirectly saved more than ten or twenty humble as dust of the life of the maids.

Fish Youwei lazily lying in the warm spring bedroom, teasing the chubby hair like snow Wu Mei Niang, Xu Fengyen every snow, want to throw Wu Mei Niang into the snow, to see if the points can not distinguish between the white cat and white snow, has been holding back this bad taste, thought when fish Youwei and Wu Mei Niang separate, must try to see.

Xu Fengyen took off his boots and lay beside fish Youwei, leaning against her warm jade warm graceful body, closed his eyes to rest his mind, and said softly: “went to Wudang Mountain, and a Taoist priest with the same generation as the head priest solidly beat up a time, powerful or not?”

Fish Youwei laughed lightly and said, “It’s Da Zhu Guo who is awesome.”

Xu Fengyen opened his eyes and turned her around, slapped her peach shaped rounded curls fiercely and lectured, “Master personally taught you how to kiss ass!”

Fish Youwei pretty face slightly red, Xu Fengyen was about to take advantage of the victory, the courtyard came Wutong Court second-class girl green ants light voice, said it was the Longhu Mountain letter arrived, Xu Fengyen could not care about mooching fish Youwei, haphazardly put on the boots, ran out of the house, took the letter, see the green ants slender shoulders crawling with snowflakes, smiled and gently flicked off for her, and then accompanied by walking.

To his own Wutong Court, here laid the best ground dragon, barefoot are no harm, not hot and not cold, even Xu Xiao’s room is not comparable to Xu Fengnian enjoying the big girl sweet potato kneading, drew out the letter paper, Yo, that surnamed Zhao’s Longhu Mountain old Taoist still write a good hand.

Look carefully, the younger brother’s cultivation in the Longhu Mountain is called “refined and courageous, one day a thousand miles”, this kind of words of praise, in the view of Xu Fengnian who has heard too much official tone, even if half of the water is discounted, it is also very colorful, I think the yellow barbarians didn’t go in vain, the end of the letter is careful to mention that Xu Longxiang misses his home, so that the old man pleaded with His Highness to return to his home to let his disciple to be able to practice at ease. His disciple to be able to practice at ease, Xu Fengyen put down the epistle and then waved his big hand and said, “Grinding.”

Inside the room immediately grinding hands, red sleeves, busy, Xu Fengyen pen but began to hesitate, for a time do not know how to pen, almost scratching his ears, should be the sentence book to use when the party hates less, things are not through do not know difficult.

Xu Fengyen simply put the pen down, rubbed his head against the plump breasts of the big girl who was full of fragrance, and asked: “The Lin family that eats rouge goods, see Xu Xiao did not?”

Sweet Potato delicately said, “Seen, but did not willing to go.”

Xu Fenian laughed badly, “Could it be that this prodigal son still wants to eat your rouge?”

The green ants said with a disdainful face, “That tattered embroidered pillow does not fall into the eyes of the sisters.”

Xu Fenian blankly said, “I am not an embroidered pillow?”

Sweet Potato’s hands gently encircled His Highness, her firm breasts were squeezed to an amazing curvature, she naturally charmingly said, “His Highness is not a pillow, the slave girl is.”

Xu Fenian laughed, “This little mouth, so good.”

Green Ant sat a little farther away, picking up and putting down the chess pieces, bored. Xu Fengyen sat up straight and looked out of the house, not surprisingly, the green bird this character withdrawn girl again in a daze. Wutong court is a small sparrow, but all the organs are complete, in addition to the fourth class maids and maidservants, there are also all kinds of handymen, because of His Highness the son of the world, in the Beiliang king’s house appears to be a very supreme status.

Not to mention Xu Fengyen extraordinarily favored big girl, even the second-class maids, general housekeeper concierge have to welcome with a smile, these maids, originally nicknamed red musk sweet potatoes are soft, good to talk to whoever, the green bird is the opposite, to Xu Fengyen respectfully close, but not blindly follow, Xu Fengyen has been naughty since he was a child, a lot of times in trouble, but also the temperament of the green bird is quite like the red maned horse to clean up the mess for him.

Speaking of the green bird, Xu Fengyen understand since the feeling that she accompanied the side, is the princess hand held in front of him, not like a maid, but like half a sister, she is in the wutong court with her maid is not very warm, natural cold face and cold heart, every year there are a few periods of time is not in the king’s mansion, but every time you come back, will give his highness the world’s son will bring a little thing on the heart of the world, after a teenage years happened after a little turmoil, all by Xu Fengyen Preserved.

By and large, Wutong Yuan, are some characters without a big story, can be tasty, but smacking and chewing a bit, it is light and thin, I think everything is because of the reason that the eyes of the big pillar country can not rub sand into the sand.

Xu Fengyen tried his best to empty the ink in the only barely returned a letter, rambling, are some sesame green beans small things, and the original intention of the north and south, and finally had to comfort themselves if they write profound, yellow barbarians do not understand, straightforward best.

After writing the letter, Xu Fengyen stretched a lazy waist, to the room outside, I really saw in the courtyard corridor standing out of focus of the green bird, look at the sky, the snow is slightly off, the most suitable for brocade night, pull on the green bird out of the wutong garden, intends to go to phoenix hall to tease the sick like a son of the human life of the Fan sister.

As for the forest flower inspector, Xu Fengyen felt very much to Li Hanlin’s liking. On the way, Xu Fengyen remembered that today seems to be his own listed dog release day, and asked with a smile, “Is there any movement in the mansion?”

The green bird’s reply was as concise and clear as ever: “There is.”

Xu Fengyen’s spirit revitalized, smiled and said, “Is it running to listen to the tide pavilion side, or looking for Xu Xiao’s?”

Qingdao shook his head, “I don’t know.”

Xu Fenian lamented with a regretful face, “Fewer and fewer are taking the bait now.”

His Royal Highness has nothing to do over the years, so he intentionally let the original year-round tightly guarded Beiliang Royal Mansion in a certain period of time to deliberately relax, but the internal tightness, called “fishing”, specifically to attract those who covet the secret books of the martial arts library of the jianghu warriors, or is full of passionate hatred of the assassins.

The previous four or five years there was a release day, up to lure the size of the four groups of uninvited guests, a closed door to beat the dog, it is said that the next day dragged out chopped up and fed to the dog’s body of twenty-six.

After returning from the tour, put the card twice, but no harvest, I think those reckless warriors are slowed down to return to the taste, fewer fish and shrimp who fell for it, is that I do not know how the results today. Xu Fengyen’s boredom is evident.

The green bird suddenly stopped and looked back at the Wutong Court.

Xu Fenian asked in a low voice: “What’s wrong?”

She softly said, “Nothing.”

Xu Fengyen suppressed the doubts in his heart, came to Feng Yi Hall, entered the house, saw Fan sister in and surnamed Lin in hand to talk, see Xu Fengyen, Miss Fan seemed to freeze for a moment, Lin tanhua is like a dead mother, recently in the House of what I have seen and heard, finally know in front of this self-proclaimed His Highness accompanied by the guy is a fake Liang Wang Shizi, apprehensively got up and bowed, bowing in the end, trembling voice said:” Greetings, Your Highness.”

Not waiting for Xu Fenian to talk, the door came from the royal armor of the military noise, the Lin family son was confused, that Fan sister is a sad smile, complex look at Xu Fenian.

Yuan Zuozong, who is ranked second only to Chen Zhi Bao among the righteous sons of the Great Pillar State, walks into the house with his armor on, holding a portrait in his hand, this general who is the number one in the Northern Liang Trap squints his pair of good-looking Danfeng eyes, and after addressing His Royal Highness the Prince first, turns his head to look at the pair of young guests, and his eyes instantly turn cold and smiles coldly, “Fan Xiao Hairpin, Lin Yu, come along with me.”

Lin Tan Hua was confused, unknowingly suffered an undeserved disaster, immediately his legs went weak and paralyzed in his chair.

Before the frail Miss Fan was taken away, she spat at Xu Fengyen, very strong and iron, and was slapped out of the house by Yuan Zuozong, lying in the snow like a pile of sludge.

Xu Fengnian did not move on this, from Yuan Zuozong hands to receive the portrait, is himself, only six or seven points of similarity, but there are twelve points of resemblance.

Can be seen in the eyes of that Fan sister own rather unimpressive, even the eyes are not willing to look more, in her mind the temperament is even more underhanded, Xu Fengyen sat down with the portrait, smiled, the two special identity of the inner assassins were Yuan Zuozong away, Xu Fengyen looked up and asked: “Qingbird, Wutong Court side?”

She calmly said, “It’s fine.”

Xu Fengnian laughed to himself, “Once I drank with Lu Qiu’er and got drunk by me, the dead fat man said that I have two sets of dead guards around me, one set of four, only four code names, A, B, C, D. The other set is not even clear to him, tell me, how many are there in Wutong Court? Are they maids, or other servants?”

She shut up and didn’t say anything.

Xu Fengnian looked straight at Qingdao, “Are you?”

Qing Bird remained silent.

Xu Fengnian sighed, gazing down at the portrait, “If it’s safe here, you can retire first.”

She left gently, without a sound.

She came to Wutong court, the curdled and fat big maid sweet potato was sitting on the railing of the corridor, holding a small bronze mirror, her hands were stained with rouge-like blood, little by little being painted on her lips.

Green Bird’s eyes were filled with disgust.

This big maid, who was recognized throughout the royal residence as being weak and flimsy like a koi carp, needing her master’s alms to feed in order to survive, likewise didn’t look at Qing Bird, but only tilted her head and smirked at the mirror, “Is it beautiful?”

The green bird snorted slightly.

In the midst of all the silence, it was unusually piercing.

Sweet Potato pursed her lips, and under the reflection of the snow on the moonlit night, that face was very bewitching and moving, and delicately said, “It’s fine if it’s more beautiful than you.”

Green bird turned to leave, leaving a faint sentence: “You age fast.”

Sweet potato also does not refute, charming eyes hazel self-talking: “can not live to the day of the old and yellow, really good.”