Golden Greenery

Being an emperor is the pinnacle of life for a man. Everything a man dreams of having, the emperor has at his fingertips. But people's greed is never-ending. After they have everything, they hope to have it forever.

The emperor's greatest desire is to live forever. Even if he cannot live forever, the next best thing is to find a way to live longer. If he wants to live longer, he must know how to maintain good health. Zhao Ji is no exception. Even though he is only in his early thirties, it is never too early to meet the demand for health and longevity.

Zhao Ji is a fool, but he is not an idiot. He naturally does not believe that Yang Yi and Lu Yan lived 500 and 300 years respectively. Lu Yan added that he became suspicious when he discovered that Yang Yi's appearance remained the same after eleven years in Zhaowen Hall.

Yang Yi didn't think about covering up his ageless appearance, because Huang Shang, a man of profound virtue, was his best cover. Taoist priests are good at maintaining health and beauty. Isn’t it strange?

Anyway, after compiling this book, Huang Shang disappeared from the Song Dynasty. As long as I don't come to the Song Dynasty Palace and Zhaowen Hall for a hundred years, who can do anything to me?

In fact, Lu Yan's appearance has not changed much. He is in his early forties this year, but he looks similar to other men in their thirties. Anyway, he looks younger than Zhao Ji, who is just 30 years old but has not enough beauties in the harem every night for him to toss. .

Lu Yan is really profound in Taoism, and his appearance of immortality and Taoism is a plus.

Because of his ageless appearance, Zhao Ji almost wanted to become his disciple again. Ruda, the infantry commander of the Yanzhou Western Army who was fighting bravely against the enemy, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

This time, Master Li, who played the liuqin very well, stopped Zhao Ji. She said, "Be careful that in the future, others will call you a foolish king, and you will also cause Yanshan Master to be called a demon."

Yang Yi didn't like Zhao Ji at all, so he felt that Li Shishi was a good girl, so he copied a piece of Zhou Yingluo's "Poppy Beauty" music score to her. This has been lost. After Master Li played it once, he almost knelt down and worshiped him as his teacher.

Yang Yi randomly found some, or made up some Taoist health-preserving diet, breathing, nourishing yin and nourishing yang, and even Bigu and Fangzhong techniques, and handed them all to Zhao Ji, saying that this was how he followed them of.

As if Zhao Ji had found a treasure, he strictly implemented and practiced diligently every day except for daily dullness. Anyway, it will take ten years to see whether the effect will be effective, so Sheep is not worried at all.

But as a man at the top of the food chain today, Zhao Ji is very confident. He insists on claiming that Huang Shang is an immortal who knows the art of immortality. Therefore, since I have the immortality method of Huangxian Dao, it is not a problem to live for two or three hundred years.

With such a long life, I don’t think anyone in this world would dare to do so. Therefore, this is Zhao Ji's ultimate intention to vigorously promote Huang Shang's immortality.

He is an official,

The words spoken are the decree. Therefore, Huang Shang, a real person in Yanshan, mastered the secret of immortality, which was widely spread among the people of the Song Dynasty, and the common people believed it.

However, Yang Yi is an extremely down-to-earth person, even more down-to-earth than Lao Gui. He will rarely leave the gate of Zhaowen Hall. So even in Bianliang City, not many people had seen him, let alone the entire Song Dynasty.

Yang Yi doesn't care about the rumors outside. He only cares about finding himself and the key to go home. Junior brother Lu Yan finally found his sweetheart, and they fell in love with each other. Yang Yi felt happy for Xiao Lu from the bottom of his heart.

Lu Yan's love is a romantic story.

It was a drizzly early autumn, and the beautiful West Lake was like a fairy covered with a layer of gauze. It was always suitable to wear heavy makeup and light makeup. Lu Yan, who has a profound literary and artistic youth temperament, did not wear a monk's robe that day. Dressed as a scholar, he could not resist the temptation of the West Lake fairy, so he walked into the painting in the hazy rain and fog.

Standing on the broken bridge, Xiao Lu was reluctant to leave for a long time, as if there was a voice in fate reminding him: Don't go away, wait.

The frivolous raindrops turned into a densely woven rain net, and Xiao Lu, who didn't have an umbrella, also waited for the person she was waiting for.

The young lady in white clothes and skirt, holding an oilcloth umbrella reflecting the lotus flowers in the sun, walked out of the scroll and came to Xiao Lu. At this moment, the wind stopped, time stopped, and the heartbeat stopped. Only the rain did not stop.

"Young lady, Lu Yan is so polite." He said: "At this time, the cold rain is chasing away the guests, but Lu Yan is reluctant to let go of this fairyland beauty. I wonder if I can borrow a fragrant umbrella to take shelter from the rain temporarily. It will not be disappointed. This picturesque West."

"My dear lady, don't blame Lu Yan for being abrupt."

The lady in white slightly opened her red lips and said, "Officer Lu is too polite, so please don't be polite." Then she asked the maid in green behind her to lend her the green umbrella in her hand to Lu Yan, and the two of her master and servant held up lotus flowers to reflect the sun.

Lu Yan held the little lady's umbrella and met her eyes in the rain. On the lake deep in the fog, the faint singing of the fisherwoman came: The beauty of the West Lake is August!

, the spring rain is like wine and the willows are like smoke~, we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, but it is difficult to hold hands with each other if we are not destined to meet each other. After ten years of cultivation, we can cross the same boat, and after a hundred years of cultivation, we can sleep together...

The young lady's face turned red, and so did Xiao Lu's. He and she fell in love at first sight.

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Lu Yan has often traveled to Hangzhou or Jiangnan in recent years. He said that a sect called "Mingjiao" suddenly appeared there recently. It is neither Buddhism nor Taoism. It is very mysterious. He wants to see what it is.

It's understandable that young people are more curious, but Yang Yi doesn't care. However, they finally found the one they were in love with, and no matter how far away they were, Xiao Lu had to run back to tell his senior brother the good news.

"Senior brother, do you know? She is so pretty." Xiao Lu closed his eyes happily: "Beautiful."

"Is she a talented woman?"

Xiao Lu opened his eyes and nodded affirmatively: "I can compose poems and write lyrics."

Yang Yi always supports his junior brother. "So, she is definitely a talented woman. Congratulations, junior brother." Even if he could only read, Yang Yi would think that the young lady is a very talented woman at this time.

"When will you marry as a Taoist couple? Senior brother will help you make arrangements when the time comes."

Lu Yan's pores were filled with happiness. "We will get married in a year. In the autumn of a year later, when she turns 18, we will get married."

The young lady is 17 this year, and Lu Shenxian is actually 30-30 years old. The age difference between the two is more than two rounds. It is estimated that the young lady's father is about Xiao Lu's age. However, this was normal in the Song Dynasty. It was very fashionable for an old husband to have a young wife.

Thirty years ago, 81-year-old Zhang Xian and Zhang Ziye married an 18-year-old concubine. It was praised as a legend at the time, and everyone praised him for his good health. The great talent Su Shi also wrote poems to cheer him up: Eighteen-year-old bride with eighty-year-old husband, pale hair and red makeup, mandarin ducks and quilts in pairs at night, a pear tree weighing begonias.

A beautiful story through the ages.

Moreover, Xiao Lu has a tender face and is a world-famous immortal. If he wants, he can continue to marry an 18-year-old girl from now on, and he can also marry until he is 81 years old.

Besides, Lu Yan is an immortal, he is Lu Xian. Do immortals need to talk about age?

The father of the little lady in West Lake is Bai Miuzhi, a left-behind official in Hangzhou Prefecture, and the little lady is his only daughter.

The young lady's surname is Bai, and her name is Bai Suzhen. She and her personal maid Xiao Qing are sisters.

This is a story about Lu Xian and White Snake.

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