Resurrection of Shinto

Fangshan!

Cloudless and sunny.

The dazzling sunlight began to fall in the city of Fangshan County.

Li Xiwen, in coarse cloth and linen, holding a bamboo stick, is standing outside the county city, looking towards the distant Fangshan mountain range, standing in front of it in the past, towering into the clouds, white clouds entwined, blocking the Chaotian peak of the county city’s light. Has disappeared.

If it weren't for the Battle of Changshui, it was only two years ago, and I'm afraid that Chaotian Peak would be just a legend in ten or twenty years.

Li Xiwen stretched out his hand and stroked his sideburns. In the past, the black silk had turned silver, and one foot had stepped into the coffin unknowingly.

Li Xiwen thought that thirty years ago, when he had achieved success in his studies, he was very energetic and worshipped his mentor. He said at the beginning that he could not move the world by name and would never return to the mountains.

Seeing this, Li Xiwen couldn't help but smiled bitterly. It was ridiculous that he could only get soaring in the sky after thirty years of scribbling.

Going out to participate in the imperial examinations, making a fortune, and making contributions, what I didn't expect in exchange for it was a waste of nearly 30 years.

Thinking of the enthusiasm of wanting to get ahead in the past years, Li Xiwen couldn't help but shook his head again and again. Human ambitions were adapted to local conditions. Two years ago, he still had the heart to look for Qianlong's help. But at this time, Li Xiwen has faded.

I am not young anymore. I am already fifty and three. People are rare in the past fifty, and there are a few fifty to live.

Looking at the long, snow-white hair in his hand, the best years have been chopped off by time. After this visit to friends, I will return to my hometown to spend my old age.

Li Xiwen is not worried about his old age. He has been in trouble for so many years, but he is in the heart and is not willing to be lonely. If he settles down and uses his knowledge, it is more than enough to be a teacher.

A servant looked around frequently, and finally hesitated before coming to Li Xiwen and preaching: "But Mr. Li who refused to resign from General Zhu's conquest?"

Li Xiwen looked at the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, nodded and said, "It's the old man!"

When the servant heard it, he was surprised, and greeted Li Xiwen affectionately, saying: "My master sent a young man here to wait for Mr. Li two days ago."

"General Zhu's name was shocked by Hua, and the name of benevolence and righteousness was praised by all quarters. Mr. Li was able to refuse his enlistment, abandon high-ranking officials and pay, he devoted himself to studying knowledge, and the world was eye-catching. When you come to Fangshan to play, the master often says that this is the lucky one for Sansheng."

The slave was savvy, and after training, he made everything clear, but he never noticed Li Xiwen’s bitterness and refusal to conquer. The old man had never encountered it at the time. If he did, the old man would agree. Ying Hou is not the master of the matter. Sooner or later, we will lose.

Shaking his head slightly, Li Xiwen also felt that the matter was tricky. If he had been able to trace it clearly when he was young, but now it would be nice to follow the fate. He is all this age and should be his own, and no one can take it away.

The servant stretched out his arm to help Li Xiwen into the carriage, and the servant personally began to drive the carriage, all the way directly towards a mansion in the county town.

Under the guidance of the servant, Li Xiwen came to a courtyard.

The yard is lush and lush, with flowers planted on both sides. At this time, the red, yellow and blue flowers bloom, exuding a fragrance. A tall tree with a canopy canopy, directly hanging down to cover the sun.

An old man and a young man were sitting opposite each other. The old man saw Li Xiwen personally get up to greet him, strode forward and grabbed Li Xiwen’s arm and preached affectionately: "Mr. Li is now named Yinghua, and he has not forgotten me. Old fellow, it is really fortunate for Wang Sansheng to come to Fangshan."

"Come and introduce him, this one is the one who rejected General Zhu's conquest."

Dou Changsheng shook his head slightly, interrupted the old man, and preached in a flat tone: "No introduction, this person is familiar with him."

"After many years, Mr. Li is well?"

Li Xiwen frowned slightly, and a confused color appeared in his eyes, and then he sighed and preached: "The old boy has now become a pastoral county, but the old man has a very bad life. "

Li Xiwen has already recognized the other party, so young, not low in status, and knows himself, there is only one person in Fangshan who agrees with him, that is Dou Changsheng, who is in charge of Fangshan.

Dou Changsheng looked at Li Xiwen, who had no polite and blunt tone, and Li Xian, was he not angry at all. After all, for this person, he kept rushing to the stage. He just took the stage in Zhoushan, and then worked hard and ran all the way back to Fangshan.

Now that the world is not unified yet, what is your anger.

Dou Changsheng looked at Li Xiwen who sat down unceremoniously. The older he got, the more difficult it was. This sentence was vividly expressed by Li Xiwen. Li Xiwen looked at the old man on the side and looked at Dou Changsheng. Finally, he issued a banquet order to Dou Changsheng: "Old man Since then, I’m here to visit friends, Master Dou has every opportunity to deal with every day, so let’s handle government affairs."

"Or mean?"

"Master Dou has something to do with the old man?"

Dou Changsheng looked at Li Xiwen, looked at a pair of piercing eyes, waved his hand directly, the old man on the side nodded, and directly and slowly withdrew.

Seeing the clues by Li Xiwen, Dou Changsheng was not surprised at all. If he couldn't see through this point, then why did Dou Changsheng work so hard for so many years.

Seeing this action, Li Xiwen sighed and preached slightly bitterly: "It is this kind of kindness that the old man was destitute and poor and received his support. This time he invited the old man to Fangshan, and the old man came."

"I never thought of old friends for many years, but the old man is self-righteous, and they are just acting on orders."

"I don't know when the old man is so important. Zhu Chongba recruited the old man. It was because the old man had a teacher-student friendship with him. Why is Lord Dou?"

"But it doesn't matter anymore. The old man is planning to go back to his hometown after Fang Shan and his party. He spent most of his life without a stable home. It's time to go back and see his teacher."

Looking at Li Xiwen, who is like a pool of stagnant water and can't get into the oil, Dou Changsheng has his own assassin.

Staring at Li Xiwen deeply, he went directly to the king and said: "Mr. Li has been scribbled for 30 years, and in exchange for 10 years of great luck, he soars into the sky."

Li Xiwen appeared surprised ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with a slightly different tone: "How do you know?"

Immediately, Li Xiwen shook his head and preached indifferently: "The words of the alchemist of the rivers and lakes should not be taken seriously, just listen."

"Even if it is true, the old man has determined to return to his hometown to teach and educate people. I believe that if there is such a great luck, the old man may stay in the history with his knowledge."

"If Master Dou does this, then the old man will leave."

"Meet my friend too, my wish is over, it's time to go back."

Dou Changsheng preached: "No, you can't go!"

Li Xiwen shook his head and said: "The old man has hands and feet."

Hearing a cry, the sound of the sharp blade unsheathed, a cold light flashed in front of Li Xiwen, and then the sharp blade was inserted back into the sheath. Li Xiwen continued to preach: "Of course I can't go."

"The old man likes to listen to Master Dou's speech, how could he leave."