Chapter 163 Back Mountain

When I got up early in the morning, Sangsantinen combed her hair, and after making hot water, I went out to shop and bought two bowls of sour and sour noodle soup slices, and specially added two spoonfuls of beef sauce. After washing my face and brushing my teeth, Ning Que started to eat breakfast with a single dress, while Sangsang unboxed and took out his clothes, shoes and socks to match it. Last night, the spring clothes of the Academy were ironed very well, and all the shoes and socks were new. Only the day the college started school last spring can be compared with Ning Que's clothes so seriously and solemnly over the years.

Ning Que started dressing under Sangsang's service. He held the brand new densely woven thin flower belt in his hands and pulled it hard. Sangsang picked up a lot of signs from the head of the bed and stuffed them into his belt. It was stuffed for a long time but it had not been finished.

Ning Que took the quaint and small wooden sign from her hand, slowly rubbed the smooth patterns between her fingertips, thinking that His Majesty gave him the waist card at Tianshu last night, and this The brand feels like it has been around for many years.

The waist card should have been tied to the belt, not stuffed into the clothes, but Ning Que now has too many waist card numbers - the dark guard's waist card, the college's waist card, the college's second floor waist card , a guest waist card given by Yulong Gang last year, plus the Tianshu waist card that he had freshly received yesterday. If all of it is hung on his waist, he can do earth-style dance.

Ning Que touched the bulging protrusions on his waist, twisted his waist in front of Sangsang, and said, "I have made a lot of money in Chang'an City for a year, and I have made a lot of money in this brand, but my waist is still there. It's not thick enough. If there are more brands in the future, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it."

Sangsang raised his little face and looked at him and smiled, "Young Master, can you not be so proud?"

Ning Que said proudly: "You must be calm outside and be gentle. Why can't you be proud of yourself at home?"

After leaving the main entrance of Lao Bizhai, under the dim morning light, the carriage had already stopped quietly at the entrance of the alley to wait. However, today Lao Duan did not wait in the car, but stood honestly outside the shop door, looking extremely respectful.

The coachman Lao Duan didn't know the second floor of the academy, nor did he know what flowers bloomed on the other side of the sky, but he was called by the owner of the carriage last night and gave him some advice. The boss said that he had good luck and must serve Ning Que in the future. So he honestly took out the energy to serve his wife at home. He got up in the middle of the night, changed into clean clothes, and took Yang for the first time. The branches were dipped in precious medicine and painted them back, and then brushed the carriage cleanly and shinyly, so they came to Linfoqi Lane early to wait.

Looking at the clean coachman and carriage, Ning Que was a little surprised. After asking a few questions, he guessed that the boss of the carriage knew something. He couldn't help but smile and shook his head, thinking to himself. Even if you are not satisfied, it is difficult.

The wheels crushed the bluestone path in the alley, and the carriage gradually moved away from the East City, passed through the Zhuque Avenue and left the south gate of Chang'an City, went up to the imperial official road, and headed towards the academy that looked like a fairyland under the morning light in the distance.

Ning Que looked at the green trees, wild flowers and fields beside the window, his face calm as usual. He Chun Mingjing looked at this road too many times, and could no longer arouse more thoughts. After watching for a while, he put the curtains on it. Go down.

Sitting in the slightly shaking car, he slowly closed his eyes. The fatigue and tension that had been around for several days had already left his body, but this was the first time he had the opportunity to calmly recall his experiences these days.

The morning light passed through the curtains and passed through the eyes, turning into extremely dim light, which was extremely close to the intensity of the wasteland that was about to usher in the darkness. His thoughts instantly drifted back to those strange dreams and what he saw during the mountain climbing. In those strange fantasies.

I don't know how long it took, Ning Que opened his eyes and shook his head.

In the previous time, he relived the interweaving of light and darkness, the calls from the farthest part of the world and the deepest part of his heart, and then found that these really had nothing to do with him. If the last step of choice is the test of the academy, why would the great practitioners of the academy create such a mysterious illusion, and why would they be right?

The choice test before reaching the top of the back mountain of the academy is too metaphysical and solemn, and Ning Que is just a weak practitioner who has just entered the state of inconsistency. Let him answer this question, just like a philosophy professor at Heidelberg University caught a child who had just entered elementary school: Who are you, where you come from, where you are going.

The child would never hold his head in pain and act as a thinker. He thought for half a century until he finally turned into a statue but still couldn't answer. He would definitely answer loudly: My name is XXX, I'm from Frankfurt, I'm going to Neckar Fishing in the river.

Maybe the philosophy professor at Heidelberg University also teaches theology. Maybe the professor is similar to those Zen masters in ancient China, and he likes to play the routine of returning to the original cow dung and oxen. He listened to this answer and shivered his body and shuddered, and felt that the child was The answer seems simple, in fact, it is never simple, and you can find the ultimate path by pointing straight to your heart. I feel that children are geniuses that are rare in the world.

He is about to officially enter the second floor of the academy to study, but to be honest, he still doesn't know why the academy, why the long mountain road and the big names who set up the illusion will choose themselves. Ning Que thought for a long time and could only draw this conclusion.

"The Master is so profound and confused, and I am that child."

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On the Kuozhi official road facing southwest of Chang'an City, a team of several carriages and dozens of knights are moving forward silently. The exteriors of these carriages are mainly black and gold, exuding an indescribable luxury and solemnity. Although the ten knights were not wearing armor, their neat black battle robe and the firm expression on their faces still exuded a sacred and inviolable feeling.

These knights are the apologists who are invincible to the world in the Xiling Kingdom. They are known as the most elite cavalry in the world. The carriages that are qualified to be protected by them are undoubtedly the great figures in the temple. It was still early at this time, and the convoy appeared on the official road in southern Chang'an, indicating that they left Chang'an City as soon as the city gate opened.

If a team consisting of the temple's great figures and the apology army walks in other countries, it will definitely attract countless people to watch and applause, and even there may be many believers and foolish women beating their heads by the road. But now they are in the Tang Empire, and it is still early. No one looks at the gaze on both sides of the official road, and no one offers pious tears. The team just moves forward silently and quickly , giving people a sense of hibernation at all costs. Also feel like leaving as soon as possible.

Prince Longqing sat in the luxurious but solemn black and golden carriage in the middle. His calm eyes passed through the window, looking at the houses of the Tang people and the rape flowers like golden blankets in the fields, listening to the rushing sounds of horse hooves and the knights around him. The sound of breathing, feeling the depressing atmosphere and strange silence, suddenly smiled and said:

"When I came, the whole Chang'an City was jubilant. The believers and women and children welcomed each other. The fruits and flowers were thrown into the carriage. When I went, I was so silent and quiet. I even had to choose to leave secretly when the city gate opened. Isn't it very much like a stray dog?"

The face of the priest Mo Li, the vice president of the Tianyu Academy, changed slightly. He didn't understand why Prince Longqing said such a sentence, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, "Why should you humiliate yourself so much?"

Prince Longqing's face appeared faintly sarcastic expression and said, "No matter where the Protectors' Divine Army is in golden armor, radiating like a god. However, when entering the territory of the Tang people, they must remove their armor and hand over their guns, otherwise they will not be accurate. Enter, this... is humiliation."

Before Mo left, he continued to smile and said, "Vice Dean, do you know why I want to live in Taohua Lane in Chang'an City?"

The priest Mo Li felt a little nervous. I wonder if Prince Longqing wanted to test himself when he asked this question. However, looking at the other party's smiling face, for some reason, his heart became colder and colder. After hesitating for a moment, he answered honestly: "Because the prince's life object." It's peach blossoms."

"Yes, do you know why I chose peach blossoms as my natal creature?" Prince Longqing asked.

The priest Mo Li shook his head. The people in the Xiling Temple never knew the real reason for this.

"Because the Master entered Xiling when he drank and killed all the peach blossoms on the sacred mountain, but no one dared to come out to stop him."

Prince Longqing looked at the rapeseed fields that were full of rural beauty outside the window and said calmly: "This is the greatest humiliation that my Xiling Temple has suffered in a century. I chose peach blossoms as my natal creature to remind myself not to forget this humiliation."

He continued to say calmly: "I have been demoted to the test of the second floor of the academy this time, so I want to have the opportunity to learn from the Master, so that I can get back this humiliation for the temple in the future. However, I did not expect that I would be Ning Que humiliated again."

The priest Mo Li wanted to comfort him, but found that he could not find any suitable words.

"You said what I said just now was self-humiliation... Actually, it's not right. Humiliation has nothing to do with whom it is initiated. It only cares about strength. If I am stronger than others, then those words are jokes. If I am weaker than others, , those words turned into self-humiliation."

"The Tang people can let me unarm the Divine Army of Protective, the Master can kill all the peach blossoms in the mountains, and Ning Que can force me to escape from Chang'an like a dog. It's not that they are intentionally humiliating me, but because in some aspects, they More powerful."

"But I am very grateful for this humiliation. Let me tell you good news. Maybe I have taken that step. Now I just hope that Ning Que can really become stronger quickly so that I can get back this humiliation."

The priest Mo Li was shocked when he heard this and was immediately ecstatic. He thought that if Prince Longqing could enter the realm of knowing life during his journey, the temple might have spared the humiliation brought to the temple by his mission. .

After repeated congratulations, he had made up his mind to hold the prince's thighs tighter in the future. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked in a low voice: "The Prince Chongming has returned to Yan State, and the prince has been promoted to the point of becoming a kingdom of Yan. Good news about the realm of Zhide, should I let someone notify Emperor Yan as soon as possible?"

Prince Longqing laughed slightly and said, "What's the point of letting his father know about this? Fighting for the throne? Could it be that a mere Yan State's throne is more attractive than Haotian Avenue?"

The priest Mo Li sincerely suggested: "But the throne should be yours."

"It's mine, it's mine forever."

Prince Longqing recalled the illusions he saw on the back mountain of the academy, especially the great light and fear he saw in the last few steps on the cliff. His face turned pale and he immediately said firmly: "Anyone who wants to steal my things People will be dead."

His hand was taken back from the window, and at some point he had a pink peach blossom in his fingers.

He casually inserted the peach blossoms on his clothes, wondering if there was a transparent hole under the petals full of life ?

Prince Longqing looked at the smoke from the house outside the window and the rape flowers in the fields. After a long time of silence, he smiled calmly and said, "In a few years, I will push down all these ugly Tang people's residences and eradicate all the rape flowers in the fields. Then a fire burned all the sins and filth, and burned a holy and bright world."

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The carriage was parked next to the meadow outside the academy as before. Ning Que walked out of the car, and then found that the atmosphere in the academy today became very different from the past. There were still many students standing in the distance and watching themselves discussing, but they were in the past. The contempt and disgust in the eyes have long been replaced by shock, envy and a faint regret.

Just as these eyes were gazes, Ning Que walked into the academy, nodded slightly to Chang Zhengming beside the stone steps, and saw a little book boy standing in the morning light, waving to him, and was slightly stunned.

The little book Tongsheng had beautiful eyebrows and beautiful face, and his little face was extremely tender, as if he was made of pink and jade. He watched Ning Que walk towards him, bowed respectfully, and said, "Sir, I am the book boy of my young master. I am ordered to take you up the mountain."

The little book boy was a little bit a little bit trying to act like an old master. Ning Que couldn't help but smile and asked, "The question is who is your young master? And why do you call me a little gentleman?"

The little Shutong smiled, touched his head, and explained, "My young master is the second one. The name is the rule set by the young master for me. You are the youngest person in the back mountain, so I want to call you little gentleman."

Ning Que asked very interestedly, "Who...what gentleman is Chen Pipi?"

Xiao Shutong responded in a childish voice: "In the past, he was a little gentleman, but now since you are a little gentleman, he is a twelve gentleman."

Ning Que was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said with a smile, "That fat man and the young man... they always feel something is incompatible with each other."

Xiao Shutong said seriously: "Actually... I think so too."

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The road to Ning Que enters the back mountain of the academy today is of course impossible to be the mountain road that has ruined his half life. The little book boy took him to a remote alley, inserted it diagonally from a stone path next to the old book building, and then stopped in front of the thick fog all over the mountains.

"Mr., there is also a road on the second floor of the old book building, but the young master said that you are here for the first day today, so please go here."

Ning Que looked at the clouds in front of him, subconsciously remembered the fog on the long mountain road the day before yesterday. His body was slightly stiff. After a moment of silence, he looked at Xiao Shutong and asked gently, "There is nothing strange in the fog, right?"

Xiao Shutong smiled and said, "Of course not, I always leave."

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There is really nothing strange about this mountain fog, such as bamboo leaves that turn into flying swords, mountain springs that turn into waterfalls, and small ponds that turn into seas.

This mountain fog is very strange. Ning Que just walked a dozen steps and actually walked to the back of the academy.

He waved his sleeves and brushed away the last few wisps of mist in front of him, and looked at the mountainside view in front of him, which looked like a fairyland under the morning light, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Looking at the extremely steep mountain from the perspective of the academy, there is such a large flat cliff in the direction facing the east.

There is a mirror-like lake on the cliff, with blooming wild flowers, quiet grass, and towering ancient trees.

There are thousands of flowers, and there are peach blossoms, but they are not conspicuous when they are sandwiched between them.

Under the towering ancient trees, there are more than ten simple-style houses, and smoke is rising.

There was a silver thread pouring down between the cliffs behind the house, and it turned out to be a waterfall in the distance.

A group of black birds sing and flying among the cliffs and waterfalls.

In the morning light, such beautiful scenery came into view, and Ning Que was stunned and didn't know how to speak.

Feeling the quiet vitality of heaven and earth and the taste of life in the back mountain, a thought poured into his mind at some point.

——No matter who wants to destroy such beauty, I will destroy you first.

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