That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 724

Chunxiang City is built near the sea, but it is not really close to the coast. The sea is only [-] li away from the city to the east. There is no pier here. There is only a scenic spot of Wanghai Terrace, which is about [-] feet high, on the coastline of Yimapingchuan. It is particularly prominent.Every time a big river waves hit, it slaps on the high platform, sweeping through thousands of layers of snow, which is not inferior to the Qiantang tide in the south of the Yangtze River.

In the deep twilight, countless literati gathered together to watch the sea, and everyone brought their own rugs, tea and wine, etc., except for a few elderly literary figures, they did not bring servants Maids, who have personally experienced everything, sit on the floor in order from top to bottom, from high platform to step by step, according to their status.

There are about [-] people on Wanghai Terrace tonight, stretching from the top to the bottom of the platform. It is true that everyone is talking and laughing, and there are no white people sitting on the table.

On the top of the sea-watching platform with the widest view, there are only a handful of four people sitting scattered.

The leader wears a crane cloak, sits with knees bent and cross-legged, holding a stag in his hand, elegant and elegant, which makes ordinary people admire him.

Not far to the left is a middle-aged scribe in a blue shirt. Although he doesn't have something elegant in his hands that must be held in a clear conversation, his demeanor with a bright moon on his shoulders and a breeze on his sleeves is not inferior to others.

Opposite him is a handsome monk dressed in white, with one hand lightly clasping beads and the other twisting orchids, with a three-point smile on his face, the Buddha's spirit is self-generated, and he reveals a bit of the romantic and elegant atmosphere of a scholar.

The leader is none other than the local landlord, Ye Daoqi, the patriarch of the Ye family. Chunxiang City is regarded as the Ye family's back residence. This Wanghai Terrace, which was born on the basis of Chunxiang City, has naturally become Ye's private property. Today's Wanghai Terrace The gathering was also arranged by the Ye family.

The person on Ye Daoqi's left is Li Qingyu, the patriarch of the Li family in Jiangling. After the old patriarch Li Zijian retired, Li Qingyu supported the Li family alone, which still did not damage the Li family's detached status in Jiangnan and Huzhou. Further signs.

As for the white-clothed monk, he is the leader of the dragon tribe among the eight tribes of Buddhism, and at the same time the faint co-lord of the eight tribes. It goes without saying about his status.

Not far from the three of them, there was another person sitting alone, but she was a good-looking woman who stood out among the crowd of men. She neither drank alcohol nor tea, and she seemed to be sober when everyone was drunk.

Her surname is Murong, and her name is a single real character. Since Murong Xuan took power in the Murong family, the Murong family has had a tendency of yin and yang decline. Countless outstanding talents poured into the great lake of the Murong family, and it is only then that the Murong family is at its peak today. Murong Zhen is one of these Murong women, but the difference is that she has never married yet and is still a Daughter body.

At this time, these four people were talking empty and mysterious together, and the other three hundred people were all onlookers.

At a position slightly lower from the top of the stage, there was a man and a woman sitting at the same table, which attracted the eyes of the surrounding people frequently, but at this time when the conversation was in full swing, no one bothered to ask the two of them.

These two people were exactly Xu Beiyou and Shangguan Qiushui who had mixed in here. Xu Beiyou looked up and could vaguely see a middle-aged man holding a stag talking in a deep voice. The three strands of beard under his chin were especially elegant. In the applause, Xu Beiyou was familiar with Li Qingyu and the Dragon King of Buddhism, but this person was a bit unfamiliar, and he probably was Ye Daoqi, the head of the Ye family.

Xu Beiyou didn't have much interest in literati's behaviors such as talking about empty talk and Xuan Xuan. Back then, he accompanied Xiao Zhinan to participate in the debate between kings and bullies at the Dabaoen Temple, but he felt a bit boring, but Shangguan Qiushui was worthy of being a woman carefully cultivated by the aristocratic family. At this time, he actually listened with great interest, and said to himself: "Ye Daoqi is a man, not to mention his character, but in terms of learning, he is indeed quite capable."

Xu Beiyou was not interested in these things, so he asked bluntly, "It's probably not a coincidence that the Dragon King of Buddhism and Li Qingyu appeared here at the same time, what do you think?"

Shangguan Qiushui looked at this young man who could almost be his grandson, and said softly: "The Ye family, the Murong family, and the Shangguan family, these three great families of the Wei state, are now in a three-legged relationship, among which the Shangguan family is slightly weaker, and the Ye family and The Murong family is generally evenly matched. Over the years, the two families have been competing in small and dark places from time to time, but on the bright side they are still a harmonious family. The reason why they can maintain the superficial harmony is because of the couple Qiuye and Murongxuan. The reason why the secret fight continued was because of Ye Xia and Murong Xuan, sisters-in-law. As for Ye Daoqi, he was just a half puppet. In my opinion, Ye Daoqi should have moved something that he shouldn't have, but Ye Xia We had prepared ourselves for a long time, and we each looked for helpers, so we were able to block this situation, and it was difficult for anyone to act first, and the two sides were at a stalemate."

Xu Beiyou said with a smile: "This statement hits the nail on the head, you are not much worse than that old Mrs. Ye."

Shangguan Qiushui said disapprovingly: "The authorities are obsessed with the onlookers, and I can see it clearly from the outside. Besides, Ye Xia can secure this position not because of these small calculations, but because one of her has become the head teacher of the Taoist sect." brother, and those old friends who are of sufficient weight."

Xu Beiyou took it seriously and said, "If I didn't have my adoptive father to back me up, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to be the young master of the Sword Sect."

Shangguan Qiushui chuckled, "Old Xiaoge."

Xu Beiyou laughed it off.

Shangguan Qiushui was about to speak when he suddenly realized that Xu Beiyou's expression was not right. Following his gaze, he saw two figures appearing in the sky above Wanghaitai at some point, facing the wind and facing the moon, like immortals on the moon.

Although Ye Daoqi was still preaching, Li Qingyu had obviously noticed the two of them, and he was full of vigor, as if he was facing an enemy.

Shangguan Qiushui was horrified, and murmured: "This is a member of the Heavenly Division among the eight sects of Buddhism. If I guessed correctly, it should be Di Shitian and Brahma in person."

Xu Beiyou slowly withdrew his gaze, "I have long heard that the eight sects of the Buddhist sect are on par with the Temple of Demon Suppression of the Taoist sect, but except for the Dragon King of the Buddhist sect, the other seven sects have never been able to meet. Today is my wish."

Shangguan Qiushui tried his best to calm down, and said: "There are four masters in the eight tribes of Buddhism, namely Indra and Brahma of the Heaven Division, the Dragon King of the Dragon Division, and the Great Asura of the Asura Division. , The Great Brahma Heaven has arrived, so there is a [-]% chance that the Great Asura has come here, and he should have hidden in a dark place and never showed himself."

Xu Beiyou was noncommittal, and asked instead: "Who do you think I should help? Or just sit on the sidelines?"

Shangguan Qiushui was taken aback for a moment, but did not react.

Xu Beiyou stretched out his hand to touch it, and the sword case lay across his knee.

In the Ye family's mansion in Chunxiang City, Ye Xia, the old lady of the Ye family, walked out of the Xuanrui Hall where she had lived for many years, leaning on a crutch with a dragon's head. He grew up, and when he was picked up by others with a few words, he had a big dream of spring and autumn, and he came to plot against me with outsiders. With his appearance, even if he was placed in an ordinary people's house, I could come forward and sue the officials , punish him for a crime of disobedience and unfilial piety, now he is the head of the Ye family, and he has an uncle who is the head teacher of the Taoist sect. No official dares to touch him, and no law can punish him. Jiafa, even if I beat him to death today, no one can say that I did something wrong!"

In the shadows, a deep and hoarse voice came, "Old lady, what do you mean?"

Ye Xia narrowed his eyes, "Monk, go and look at the sea platform."

(End of this chapter)