Nightfall

If it ’s really your maid, do n’t you just pick her from the dead body? Doesn't it mean that the two of you are dependent on each other? Even if you step back 10,000 steps and say that she is your maid, don't you think that she is too young and should not bear such heavy and hard work? Why did the little boy raise a lazy bone, why can't he do it himself?

Maybe it caused a bad memory in my childhood, or maybe the imagination of some beautiful emotions in my heart was too ruined by a guy, and the maidservant pushed straight away the fence and walked in. Her eyes fell on the bamboo lounge chair and fell on In the old book that the teenager has been reading carefully, he said lightly, "I thought I was watching a masterpiece of sages, which would make you forget all the movements that happened around you. I didn't expect it to be just a sensory piece that can be bought everywhere on the market. People like you are also hoping to enter the path of cultivation? "

Ning Que sat up and glanced curiously at this little girl in luxurious clothes who never seemed to appear in Weicheng. She looked at the captain with an embarrassed expression. After a pause, she explained: "You can only buy this one, so I had to look at it, that is, to be curious, what is there to expect. "

The maid did n’t think that the young man would answer so naturally and casually, and he could not help but suffocate, and immediately looked at the little maid who was pouring the ashes next to the door. He said unpleasantly, "How can I have you like this? the man."

Ning Que frowned, frowning, looking at Sang Sang, who was standing by the window with a rag, and understood where the sharpness came from. The dimples appeared in his left cheek and said with a smile: "Look, you should be older than me, or else ... just consider me not a man, but a boy."

The maidservant has probably never seen such a brazen person in her life. The fists in her sleeves were slowly clenched. When the look was cold and she was about to attack, her eyes fell on the muddy ground beside the bamboo recliner, which was drawn by those branches. In the writing, her mind couldn't help but move slightly, and a different color appeared in her eyes, making her forget what she wanted to say.

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In Weicheng ’s best barracks, the old man in a robe is closing his eyes and raising his mind, while Ma Shixiang half bowed to talk with the nobles in the tent. In a humble attitude, there is a hidden expression of surprise.

"Are you dissatisfied with that guide?" He asked doubtfully: "Why?"

The voice of the nobleman in the tent was extremely dissatisfied and reprimanded: "What I want is a shrewd and capable guide, not a tired and lazy young man whose brain is full of spiritual dreams and has no power to restrain chickens."

Ma Shixiang coughed softly and explained in a low voice: "Emperor knows that although Ning Que is still young, he has cut off the heads of many barbarians on the grassland in the past two years, if ... just tied a few chickens , I think it should be no problem. "

The Tang Dynasty established the country by martial arts, with the first emphasis on military power. Although the person behind the account was noble, he had chosen the counterattack without hesitation since he touched the glory of the army most. It seemed that the explanation actually had some sarcasm.

The cold voice after the account stopped a little, disgruntled: "Can you make a good guide if you can kill?"

Ma Shixiang replied more and more humblely: "The three hundred subordinates in Weicheng, Ningque certainly is not the one who killed the most of the enemies, but he will dare to use the head as a guarantee, no matter what kind of tragic battlefield, among the people who survived ... There is this boy. "

Then he raised his head and smiled and said: "Due to the accumulation of military merits, he received a recommendation letter from the military department. This kid did get angry. He passed the preliminary examination six months ago. When he returns to the capital, he will report to the academy."

Hearing the word academy, the account suddenly fell silent, and the nobleman never spoke again.

After Ma Shixiang left, the old man in the old robe slowly opened his eyes, and there was a rare interest in the old and calm eyes. He looked at the tent gently and said with a smile: "In this small town, there are soldiers. It is really surprising to be able to enter the college. Since that is the case, the young man must be the best choice both in character and ability, so let him be a guide. "

"It's been a while since I left the country, but I didn't expect that the sacred places such as the academy actually started to recruit such soldiers."

The tone of voice is still cold and disdainful, but the actual attitude has changed. At least the noble no longer opposes Ning Que as a guide for his team-only a name is needed to make the big people change their minds. The place simply called academy wants to come It must be extremely simple.

When the old man talked about another thing, his expression looked a little puzzled: "I have read the words he wrote on the mud before. I copied the third section of Taishang induction. The lines are simple, but they are extremely vivid. It took a branch, and it fell on the wetland, but it felt like a blade and muddy sword. The calligraphy of the army soldier named Ning Que was already on the right path ... I really do n’t know how he practiced it, and where is his teacher? . "

"The army soldier was only empty of brushstrokes. I saw it once in a while, and the freshness is inevitably shocked. At this time, when I think about it carefully, it is just the number of magical and steep strokes. A Mr. selling character outside Xiangfang. "

Noble responded coldly.

The old man shook his head and said: "The word you said is fresh is the key. I don't understand calligraphy, but looking at the branch of the army, I can really see the meaning of the golden stone. There are very few strokes in these words. See, it's a bit like the means for everyone in Taoism. "

"Are you saying Rune?"

After the accountant was stunned, he immediately ridiculed and said: "There are hundreds of millions of people in the world, but there are only dozens of people in Taoism. Those masters may be hidden in the palace, or sitting in the meditation. The breath is between the golden hook and the silver stroke. There is no breath fluctuation in the young man, just an ordinary mortal. Even if he looks at the 50 years of Taishang induction article, he is afraid that he will not be able to enter the first stage. Where can he dare to discuss with those people? "

The old man smiled and said nothing more. Although he is a practitioner, he is highly respected by the other party along the way, but the status of the two parties is very different. The so-called respect is actually just pity for the old. In this case, it is better not to say something that should not be said.

Of course, he disagreed with the nobleman behind the account. As for the soldier named Ning Que, the old man has his own judgment: everyone in the secular world can realize the breath of heaven and earth and step into the initial state. There is no one in the world, the first induction is the most difficult, and it is not easy. However, if Ning Que could really enter the academy to learn, in case one day, he will be on the second floor of the legend due to chance, and embarked on the path of spiritual practice. The strange and powerful calligraphy in that hand will definitely help him.

Even if the man ca n’t get rid of it, the handwriting alone can make the scholars in the academy and Taoist Temple look at each other, and even those scribes who are shocked.

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Ning Que put down the book in his hand, shook his head and walked out of the door, with a slight loss and unwillingness in his face.

This book was sent to Kaiping to catch up with the grain transportation team when I was a kid. As the lady-in-law said, it is a ubiquitous commodity. He knows this very well, but he still never forgets to recite and study, as if this book is the legendary seven volumes of the Heavenly Book dedicated to the unknown place of Haotian Dao.

The corners of the book's long-turned pages are curled up and look dilapidated. If it weren't for Sang Sang to sew the spine tightly with cotton thread, I was afraid that even if it was turned over, it would be turned into a few paper money to face the poor sage. It's a pity that after so many years, the pages of the book have been turned, and the words above are already deep in his mind, but he still has no way to enter. Don't say anything about the beginning of the practice, even the simplest induction in the book Can't do it.

Once disappointed and even desperate, and later knowing that most normal people in this world can't realize the spirit of heaven and earth, his mood has become a lot calmer-yes, those legendary worldly people are not normal people , Are all perverts, because only extremely rare perverts can perceive the breath of heaven and earth, otherwise so many Taishang induction articles have been circulating in the world, why have n’t heard of flying swords shining everywhere in the night sky of the capital city of Chang’an Go, the master floats?

It is normal for him to be short, or rather ordinary. It's just that suddenly you find a wonderful Baoshan in front of you, but you can only go back empty-handed, and suddenly find that the world is full of strange things like vitality like invisible white clouds, but you can't catch a cloud, after all Will you be a little unwilling?

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"Weicheng is so poor, the barbarians on the grassland have made the emperor's majesty frightened, and haven't dared to come over for many years, so the military can't accumulate too quickly. It's certainly good to be able to return to the capital. I can't be reconciled. The place."

In the dimly lit barracks, Ning Que saluted the general in front of him, and explained earnestly: "It ’s just that there is still some time before the college enrolls. I do n’t think it ’s necessary to leave so early. These years, although under the general ’s command, I've been advancing by leaps and bounds, but what you teach is like a personal one, otherwise I won't be so lucky to be admitted to the academy. I really want to stay in Weicheng, stay a few days with you, and listen to your teachings ... … Even if so much is done, it ’s good to talk more about gossip. ”

Ma Shixiang looked at the young man in front of him, his beard's beard flicked slightly, and I wondered whether it was blown by the night wind or the result of being very angry. He said angrily: "Ning Que and Ning Que, once you have become such a shameless guy?"

Ning Que replied seriously: "As long as you need the general, I can leave this face at any time."

"Tell the truth. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com" Ma Shixiang's expression calmed down and asked with a serious expression: "Why don't you want to be this guide?"

Ning Que was silent for a long time, and then whispered, "General, that nobleman should not like me very much."

"Dame does not like you?" Ma Shixiang reprimanded: "You seem to have forgotten your identity. To know that you are not a student of the Academy, as an Imperial soldier, you must obey the superior military order and obey my order! Do you like it or not? You are not something you should worry about! As for whether you like the nobleman or not, no one will care! You just need to accept the order and then complete the order! "

Ning Que did not answer, looked down at a stubborn grass growing out of the mud in the middle of the military boots, and expressed his objection in silence.

Ma Shixiang took this young man helplessly and sighed, "What the **** are you doing? Why wouldn't you go back to the capital with them?"

Ning Que raised his head and said with a very serious expression: "I have seen their team outside, they have been attacked on the grassland, there was a spring drought there recently, and last year's Zhan Jinzhang's Shan Yu died, the noble's The maidservant's skin is a bit dark, so ... I dare not go with them. "

The convoy was attacked, the grassland was in a drought, and he died alone, and the maid's face was black. These seemingly unrelated words, combined by his trivialness, became his reason for being silent and stubborn against leaving Weicheng.

Ma Shixiang looked at him and asked with a sigh: "You guessed it already?"

"Who else in Quanwei City hasn't guessed who they are?"

Ning Que opened her hands helplessly, looking to the side of the barracks under the night, and said, "It is the only idiot who grew up in the Chang'an Palace and married on the grassland to do prestige and blessing, even if his man died. Her Royal Highness is so stupid that it is always a big secret. "