Great Sui Guoshi

"But it's because you lost your cultivation because of being a teacher. In your heart, you really don't blame me?"

"Who hasn't done anything wrong?"

Lu Liangsheng stretched out his hand to embrace the master, and stuck it closer, "When I learned magic at the beginning of the year, I used it a few times indiscriminately. Once I went to the city with my father to buy pens and inks, and I bought it once for the master. A toad has cultivated into a demon without anyone guiding him, so he has done many wrong things, at least, the current master is not the former purple star demon, but a person who pays attention to food and clothes!"

"It's good that you don't complain about being a teacher in your heart."

Toad exhaled lightly, propped his webbed behind him, stretched out his stomach, and sat side by side with his apprentice to look at the morning sun outside.

After a while, Lu Liangsheng suddenly said, "Master, let's go back to Qixia Mountain."

"Now? Your injury..."

"It's all right."

Lu Liangsheng stood up from the edge of the bed, found a pen and ink in the room, spread out the paper and wrote a letter, and left it to Yu Wentuo.

'...I have lost all my cultivation as a teacher, but I am not lost in my heart. You don't need to worry. As a teacher, I have nothing to teach you. The only thing I can do is, I hope you will take good care of your junior brother, and when he wakes up, You don't need to tell him what happened yesterday, so you can rest and recuperate, and then find opportunities to contribute to the country in the future.

Before leaving, the teacher is most worried about you. Don't use your divine power indiscriminately, and don't hold grudges against those big sects because of what happened yesterday. '

After writing every word eloquently, he blew on the ink on it, and then he called the pig demon, took Taoist Toad, walked out of the room, saw that there was no one in the corridor, and turned to the donkey shed in the side yard, the bookshelf was still hanging on the donkey's hip .

Seeing the master coming, the old donkey excitedly raised his head, kicked his hooves and trotted closer, rubbing the scholar's robe affectionately.

Lu Liangsheng smiled, but took off the rein that was covering its muzzle, nose, and neck, threw it on the ground, and reached out to pat its head lightly.

"Let's go, I've lost all my powers, and I'm not qualified to be your master."

In the past, he took down the bookshelf and put his back on his back. Suddenly, the old donkey stretched out his head, opened his mouth and pulled the bookshelf, shook his head vigorously, and shook his mane.

son ah huh~~

Turning around, turning his back to Lu Liangsheng, motioned to put the bookshelf back.

Seeing the behavior of the old donkey, Lu Liangsheng laughed, and stretched out his hand to caress its mane: "Being a mortal's mount, are you willing to be wronged?"

The old donkey lowered his head and bit the rein, put his head in the scholar's hand, and hummed softly at Taoist Toad, telling him to climb up the bookshelf quickly.

"This beast..."

Toad, with red eyes, cursed and climbed up the rope hanging from the bookshelf compartment. After tying it up, Lu Liangsheng over there took the rein and left through the back door. Long Street, when Yu Wentuo, Yan Chixia, and Zuo Zhengyang came to know about it, one person, one donkey, bathed in the morning sun, walked through the bustling street with the black man next to them, and they had already headed to the east gate.

"Master..."

Yu Wentuo looked at the note in his hand, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable, Zuo Zhengyang and Yan Chixia took it from his hand and looked at it, they also sighed, and then they folded their hands and said goodbye to the young man.

"Since your master said so, you can understand it if you think about it. Just follow what you said in the letter. Don't worry, don't go to trouble those sects, and use your supernatural power."

Zuo Zhengyang nodded: "...your master's side, I happen to miss Fushui County a little too, go back and have a look."

"Thank you both."

Yu Wentuo bowed his hands to express his thanks, and sent the two of them out of the palace all the way. It happened that Yang Jian and Yang Su, who were leaving the palace in Qiaozhuang, came with more than a hundred guards and knew that Lu Liangsheng had left.

"gone?"

Yang Jian suddenly turned his horse's head, raised his whip to pluck the horse's buttocks, and yelled, "Drive!" He chased the horse towards the east, Yang Su and others hurriedly followed, and the horse galloped through the downtown area, startling the crowd. Dodging, the man pushing the trolley slanted towards the roadside stall, the guy carrying the soup was hit, and he slanted towards the street, and the customers who had just left the shop were immediately drenched all over.

More than a hundred war horses galloped all the way, causing chickens and dogs to jump in several streets one after another, rushed through the city gate, and saw a figure in white robes leading the old donkey slowly along the official road from a distance.

sigh -

Yang Jian reined in the reins, and the horseman stood up, looked at his back in the distance, and shouted loudly.

"Mr. Lu—"

The sound came from afar, and in the sunlight, the figure pulling the donkey slowly stopped, turned around, and Yang Jian saw Yang Jian leading a man on horseback.

Lu Liangsheng shook out his sleeves gracefully and arched his hands, just like the scholar back then.

"I have seen Your Majesty."

The approaching horse slowed down, and without waiting to stop, Yang Jian turned over and walked to the scholar's side while holding the rein.

"Mr. Lu, let's go for a walk together."

"Please."

Lu Liangsheng took the rein, smiled and spread his hands as a invitation, and walked with him, chatting while walking forward.

Chapter 358 Still That Boy

The sun rose above the clouds, and the huge city was far behind. On the official road where pedestrians and business travelers come and go, Lu Liangsheng pulled the old donkey and looked back at the large group of people following him. He turned back with a smile, and continued to walk slowly with Yang Jian.

"Your Majesty is chasing you, what's the matter?"

"I heard you're gone, I'm here to talk to you."

"Just right, I also have something to tell His Majesty. Now that I have no cultivation, I can't be regarded as a cultivator. Your Majesty should give up the imperial title of 'True Man'."

"Is it really impossible to recover?"

"I don't know about this, but the mana of cultivation base is gone, but the whole body is relaxed."

"Without cultivation base, there is no burden?"

"Maybe. If you want to say that you have no burden on your shoulders, I'm afraid it's impossible. If you don't like it, you still have to take care of it. It's just that you don't have mana, and you have to spend a lot of money."

"Haha, this is the Mr. Lu I know!"

Amidst the laughter, Yang Jian's face was full of relief, looking at the green leaves stretching all around, pointing at them and looking at Lu Liangsheng who turned his head aside.

"Look at how beautiful these scenery are, there are better ones out there, but I rarely have the opportunity to come out and have a look."

The scholar followed his fingers to the scenery, took a look, and said with a smile:

"Your Majesty was joking, the world is yours."

Yang Jian waved his hands, his face full of indifference: "So what if it belongs to me, there are nine states in the world, I have no chance to see it again, how much dirt is hidden in it, how many evil spirits are making trouble, I don't know, Mr. Lu... ..”

Speaking of this, the emperor didn't seem to be neglected because of the age gap. He let go of the reins of his horse, stood in the pavilion by the roadside, and arched his hands towards the scholar.

"Sir, it's been so many years since he traveled the mountains and rivers. It's time to let go of the matter of Nanchen and follow me into the court as an official."

Lu Liangsheng, who kept clapping his hands and bowing slightly to return the salute, fell silent with his face down. Then, with a smile, he stretched out his hands towards the gazebo, and invited Yang Jian in to sit down for a while.

"Your Majesty, Lu Liangsheng is not worried about the old things in Nanchen, but right now I don't have the mana to cultivate, and I don't have the ability to help Your Majesty anymore. Last night, Your Majesty also saw that the people in the sects outside the city gate are as powerful as me." There are innumerable crucian carp crossing the river, if you find me to be an official in the court, it will be a joke."

Outside the pavilion, the old donkey flicked his tail and looked up. Yang Su was also looking at Lu Liangsheng on the stone steps at the entrance of the pavilion. The bald donkey who gnaws grass and walks leisurely is an auspicious beast. Goodbye at this time, subconsciously wrapping up the hem of his robe, wanting to catch the 'rain and dew' again.

At this moment, the emperor in the pavilion stood up, pursed his lips, and suddenly raised his hand and bowed down.

"Mr. Lu, I don't know what other people are like, but I know very well about Mr.'s virtue. I am the emperor and the son of heaven. It is a taboo for a king to accept people who are capable but not virtuous. Only Mr. is virtuous and talented." Even if I visit the thatched hut three times, I will not complain, and I invite you to come out of the mountain and join me in making the thousands of people in Kyushu live and work in peace and contentment."

Seeing the emperor bowing, all the guards turned their eyes away one by one. Lu Liangsheng's face was a little moved, and he stepped forward to help Yang Jian up, looking at the other's gray temples, his face was old, and his heart was extremely complicated.

...When he has mana, it is understandable that the other party seeks talents, but now that he has lost his cultivation and has become an ordinary person, Lu Liangsheng can't make up his mind for a while.

Supporting the opponent up, he took a step back, and the scholar cupped his hands and bowed.

"Your Majesty is sincere, Lu Liangsheng felt it..."

He straightened up slowly, turned his head to look at Yang Su at the entrance of the pavilion, the rows of guards standing outside, and the city where thousands of lives live in the distance.

Turning his eyes, he looked at Yang Jian opposite, pursed his lips, and hesitated for a long time.

Bow down.

"Lu Liangsheng, I would like to see the prosperity of the world with Your Majesty!"

"Fellow Daoist Lu!" Finally seeing Lu Liangsheng nodding, Yang Su was also overjoyed, rushed in quite excitedly, and patted the scholar on the shoulder.

"Even if you don't have magic power, fellow Daoist Lu is a hundred times stronger than those who only know how to cultivate in the mountains!"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Jian next to him burst into laughter. The two brothers looked at each other and laughed even louder. Lu Liangsheng raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

"Your Majesty, Duke Yue, although I agree, it's not now."

The two people on the opposite side suddenly stopped smiling, Yang Su became a little anxious: "Friend Lu, what's the reason?"

Lu Liangsheng kept smiling, waved his hands to signal the emperor and Yang Su not to worry, and whistled outside the pavilion, and the old donkey who was gnawing on the grass in the distance ran happily,

The scholar took the rein, walked out of the gazebo, and smiled at the two of them:

"I've been out for a long time, and I'm quite homesick, so I'll go back and live for a while."

After all, I promised Zhu Gangli to take him to Qixia Mountain and paint for him along the way. I can't break my promise. Now that the mana is gone, Lujiacun needs to be re-planned, so that he can feel at ease.

"Your Majesty, take your leave."

After finishing speaking, he turned onto the old donkey's back, patted the donkey's buttocks, and walked slowly along the road amidst the creaking and shaking of the bookshelf.

Yang Jian chased out of the pavilion, stood in the middle of the road and shouted: "Mr. Lu, when will you come back? I will save the position of national teacher for you!"

"When the autumn leaves fall next year!"

The voice came from afar, outside the gazebo, a series of guards with knives came forward and stood behind Yang Jian, then raised their hands one by one, and bowed down in unison.

"I will send off the national teacher respectfully!"

"I will send off the national teacher respectfully!"

The voices of more than a hundred people sounded around, and the birds in the forest were shaken. The scholar on the back of the old donkey in the distance, basking in the sunshine, turned his face slightly, smiled and waved.

The copper bell swayed slightly, jingling, gradually drifting away in this morning sun.

"Even if you lose your mana, Fellow Daoist Lu's despicable nature won't change for a while."

Yang Su looked at the scholars who had gone away, shook his head and smiled wryly, "Brother, don't bother him."

"What annoys me? It's too late to be happy."

The guards brought the horse, Yang Jian turned around, turned on the horse's head, laughed and said: "Go, go back to the palace, I am in a good mood today, drink with me!"

With a flick of the whip, he shouted: "Drive!!" The horse galloped, and Yang Su and a group of guards got on the horses and turned the reins, and galloped to keep up.

The horseshoes roared and disappeared at the city gate.

......

The sky was spreading, and cicadas were neighing one after another in the mountains. On the narrow, long and rugged mountain road, the scholar who had no mana and could not drive his spells walked for a while.

In the silence of the mountain, amidst the sound of copper bells, the small door of the bookshelf opened, Taoist Toad poked his head out, kicked his legs a few times, and slowly climbed onto the donkey's back.

"Liangsheng, what kind of national teacher are you going to be?"

The scholar who was dragging the reins in front of him looked at the dense tree cages, and the sunlight was shining through the gaps. He squinted his eyes for a while, then nodded.

"If I don't become a national teacher, I'm afraid I won't be able to support my master."

Lu Liangsheng joked with a smile, and looked back at the master lying on the donkey's back, as if he didn't care too much about the gains and losses in cultivation.

Taoist Toad twitched the corners of his mouth, and slowly climbed over the donkey's back to the old donkey's neck. When he heard this joke, he almost fell off.

Grabbing a bunch of mane, hanging outside, kicked a few times but failed to get up, let out a breath of discouragement.

"Liangsheng...then have you ever regretted it?"

"Never..."

Lu Liangsheng said something in a low voice, slowed down, and looked at the rolling hills beyond the mountain, and the faintly visible outline of the city.

In the mansion with 'Yuwen' written on it, the door of a certain room was pushed open, Yu Wentuo went in, sat on the side of the bed, looked at the junior brother who was still asleep above him, and covered him with a quilt.

Thinking of the night when Master was besieged, his clenched fists were trembling.

As time went by, the sun gradually slanted, and the wind and sand from the northwest became stronger. Four weather-stained scholars, wrapped in veils, pointed excitedly at the fields and instructed the old farmers nearby how to cultivate them. However, no one paid any attention to them. Soon, the four of them Sitting on the ridge of the field dejectedly, it is different from what I thought of being an official in the past.

On the desolate mountain ridge in the northwest, the thin and peaceful old monk walked past the cave where the big demon was entrenched, and came to a lonely tomb. Will speak softly.

The setting sun outside the mountain shines into the distance, and the foothills are gradually verdant. Zhu Gang followed the old donkey with a red face, flipping the scroll in his hand. Scraps, crawled back in embarrassment again, looked at the scholar who was looking over, smiled and took out the crumpled painting from his arms and raised it.

The bird chirped softly, crossed the red setting sun, folded its wings and landed on the head of the old donkey who was walking leisurely, and the scholar who looked at the sky beside him had a smile on his face.

"... Along the way, I thought I had bid farewell to innocence, because Chen Chao refused to look back. Later, I traveled to many places and felt that I had matured and grown up. In the final analysis, it was me. I gradually forgot that it was just the ideal self who was full of books and had an ideal.”

"The road of practice is long, so why not the road of life, it is to start all over again."

Lu Liangsheng turned around, looked at the bewildered toad with his head tilted, and led the old donkey Xinting to stroll through the foot of the mountain, traveling in mountains and rivers, and sometimes encountered unique and beautiful places, set up an easel, laid Open the picture scroll, write down the pen and ink to record this landscape.

When I was thirsty, I washed away the dirt by the stream, and when I was sleepy, I fell asleep peacefully in a rock cave or under a tree. Taoist Toad was wrapped in a quilt, looking through recipes, and swallowed his saliva thinking of mountain game...

Summer goes and autumn comes, and the mountains are green and yellow withered by the wind.