Sword comes

Chapter 1008 An altar of 1 years old wine

In the boundary of Xishan Mountain in Aquarius Continent, one of the many vassal states of the Dali Dynasty, the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, at night, at the beginning of the lights, a middle-aged Taoist priest who was lying on the table drunk at a fortune-telling stall, had a call. Ji Ling raised his head, his eyes still dull and drunk, he picked up the flagon in hand, took a sip of the Huanhun Soup to soothe the hangover, and then let out a long breath, ready to close the stall and go back home.The Taoist stretched out his sleeves, weighed the money bag quietly, and earned some scraps of silver, more copper coins.

On the street, there are some eunuchs’ children returning late from spring outings. The grass is green and the willows are yellow.

The middle-aged Taoist began to pack up the sticks on the table, twisted up a few copper coins for divination, the patina was shiny due to years of rubbing, threw them into the sticks, and pulled up a tablecloth full of surnames , Taoist priests are usually here, just to read the signatures to test good and bad luck, to show people how to calculate marriage, and to test characters, write family letters and so on, all of which can supplement some household expenses. Too high to smack your tongue.

As for guessing people's surnames, it's still a side-by-side "hands-on skill" that he learned from Xiao Heitan in the early years. It's all out of the world. I still remember one of her dreams when she was a child, which was to take her master along with her. Travel the rivers and lakes and make a lot of money in partnership!Looking for a thoroughfare in a busy city, she first helped to beat the gongs and drums and shouted, and gathered popularity. The master first played a few swords, and then he played the chest-thumping boulder, selling dog skin plasters and Dali pills, and so on. Erqing is very good at it.Of course, the hard work is a bit hard, but after all, some other unscrupulous people make a living, money with no conscience, it doesn't matter if they don't earn it.

Chen Ping smiled, and it seemed impossible to hang around like this with the Kaishan disciple. Even if he was willing to be a master, Pei Qian probably felt that he was making a fool of himself.

This fortune-telling stall is now well-known in this area of ​​the capital.

But of course, it is impossible to get into the eyes of the dignitaries, and it is okay to deceive the common people. In the eyes of real Qi practitioners, it is no different from those who deceive and deceive.

Except for some scattered items, the main thing is a table, two benches and a streamer.The so-called table, panel and table legs can also be disassembled, which is convenient for moving. Behind the stall is a wooden cart. Put those tables, stools and flags on top and you can walk. Taoist priests travel freely. The sky is big and the earth is big, and the whole world is home.

However, this Taoist still rented a deserted house in the capital that had been neglected for a long time. It is not haunted, either in a gloomy haunted house, or the people who live here often seem to be crushed by ghosts. If there is a nightmare, It's easy to sleep poorly, and after a long time, the spirit will naturally be sluggish. As time goes by, no one is willing to come here to spend money to buy sins.It's a bit like the naughty fox spirit recorded in the Zhiguai book. The owner of the house invited the so-called high-gong Taoist priests to impeach him. After a period of time, there was a commotion again, which is really wrong, not to mention that the owner of the house has a rich family, and his grandparents and grandchildren have specialized in renting and selling mansions in the capital, and there are still a large number of them on hand. It doesn't take it too seriously if someone dies.Then finally a big boss came, a Taoist priest from out of town, cheating, the rent price has not been lowered, anyway, he is destined not to be a repeat customer, so he asked the Taoist priest to give a one-time deposit of half a year.

Later, the Taoist priest really suffered a lot, and immediately became unhappy. He came to the door to make trouble twice, but was easily dismissed. The shop bully?A paper contract, written in black and white, is clearly written, the lawsuit will break the sky, and I will take the blame. You are a Taoist priest with no roots and no backing, so what can you do?What's more, the people in the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom are notoriously xenophobic. The Taoist priest wanted to find a litigator and seek justice from the county lord, but in the end, no one dared to help write the pleadings. The host probably felt that it was better to get rid of the enemy than to get married, so he asked his son, who was hired as an errand in the county government office, to take the initiative to invite the Taoist priest to the restaurant for a drink, and then returned part of the deposit. The young master, who was the clerk in the government office, put his feet on the table, hiccupped his wine, and teased the other party, aren't you a Taoist priest who subdues demons and demons, are you still afraid of those ghosts and ghosts?

The Taoist just replied with a smile, "The darkness is different, Yin and Yang are different ways, if you only rely on the magic of the fairy family blindly, fight and kill, how can you not wet your shoes when you often walk by the river, you still have to fight with people and ghosts." All for the good.

After all, he is a son who has been in the public house for many years. He immediately picked on the words, knocked on the table with his boots, and asked Daoist Wu with a smile. Is the haunting alien a ghost or a human?

Tonight, the middle-aged Taoist priest pushed the wooden cart back to the house, came to the side door of the house, and took out a bunch of keys. There are no steps here, so you can directly enter with the cart.

The Taoist priest had just bolted the door when a woman in a red skirt "floated" without touching the ground, and joked: "Master Wu, that is to say, our court is not strict, otherwise you, a fake Taoist priest, will not be able to stay in the capital, let alone settling down in the capital." Can't get into the city."

Palace-like treasure bun makeup, skin like snow, charming eyes, tender face and long temples.

It's a pity that women are not human.

The Taoist immediately retorted: "Miss Xue, this is not right. According to the laws of your Yuxuan Kingdom, within the territory of a country, except for the Daolu Academy under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites of the imperial court, the Taoist private books issued by various dharma altars are also counted. Du Die, the imperial court has always recognized it. The poor way to go through the door, make connections, spent a full 80 taels of silver, real gold and silver to buy Du Die, not to mention the Yuxuan Kingdom, even Dali Capital dared to go, this It is called Lili to walk all over the world, with a straight body and not afraid of being crooked in the shadow."

It is equivalent to buying an amulet with 80 taels of silver. If there is no such status, Taoist priests from other places want to set up stalls to earn money, and I am afraid that they will be stripped of several layers of skin by those government officials.

The woman nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, an official who is obliquely appointed is not an official anymore."

Her surname is Xue and her name is Ruyi. She is a ghost, but she has nothing to do with the evil spirits. She can walk in broad daylight without hindrance. .

The Taoist took out a piece of paper pocket flower cake from his sleeve and handed it to the ghost in red dress. This was the second rent he had to pay. Every day after setting up the stall, he had to spend a little money to buy some special food in the capital, honoring this town. The "hostess" of the house, otherwise she would act like a demon and haunt ghosts, not hurt anyone, but she would make noise all night and hang out of the window, making people feel uncomfortable. It is a luxury for Taoist priests to sleep peacefully.

After a long time, they got to know each other's tempers, and now the two sides are safe and peaceful, and they can even chat a little at ordinary times. Taoist priests often ask her about the rules of walking on the Yinming Road with ghosts.

It is said that Wu Di, an old-looking Taoist priest, has already thought about his future Taoist name. He took a homonym and called it "Invincible".

She is a ghost, so she doesn't care about food and drink, but there is an ordinary neighbor in the house who has to eat three meals a day. She complained a little: "Wu Di, why did you come back so late today? I'm hungry. Hurry up and cook for me." Zhang Hou cooks a delicious meal. He is just growing up, so he can't be careless. Zhang Hou is about to take the college entrance examination. Whether he can enter the pan depends on it. If he fails the examination, I will blame you .”

Taoist priests are naturally good-tempered, have no airs, and live under the fence, and they promised repeatedly, saying that they would go to the kitchen to start work after they were put away.

This Taoist does not treat himself badly. He likes to be meticulous. For example, when making a bowl of noodles, in addition to preparing cooking wine and various toppings, there are four or five kinds of oily and spicy peppers. Just pour it over with chopped ginger, onion and garlic. It squeaks, and then served it on the table while it is hot, the taste is absolutely delicious.

The Taoist priest went to the kitchen, skillful with his hands and feet, and quickly prepared a table of home-cooked dishes. The woman in the red skirt helped "serve the dishes" on the table, and the dishes fell on the table like a stream of suspended water.

The female ghost went to call the young scholar named Zhang Hou from the house next door. The reason why she lingered here was because of a certain pledge to take care of the other party's descendants.

As for the important place in the capital, it is only said that there is a county town god's temple nearby. Why she chose to turn a blind eye to her involved a secret suggestion from a certain boss in the capital town god's temple.

It is only one street away from the house, which is one of the two county government offices in the capital. Behind the government office is a Yamen shrine.

At the dinner table, the Taoist priest was showing off that he had a good relationship with the official of the county yamen’s salt room. "Bai Shu", in a few days, they will be expelled from the county government in a fit of anger by the county government master. Of course, they can change their names and enter a certain house to make a living without spending three or fifty taels of class regulations and case fees , Don't even think about discussing matters at the Yamen Shrine

Zhang Hou is a deaf person who only reads the books of sages and sages. Every time he hears Wu Di talking about these things, the young man will get impatient and just hold back his mouth.

In addition to the six offices in a county government office, there are also four offices for salt, warehouse, Cambodia, and bearer, making a total of ten offices. Compared with the imperial court, there are actually two types, which are in the hands of the official house and the pawns of each house respectively. Therefore, there are so many government servants, hundreds of them at every turn, that even a very diligent county magistrate may not know the exact number. , but even the scribes who are set up according to the imperial court quota and "eat the emperor's food" have no status, let alone those members of each house and class who belong to lowly industries. It is no wonder that young people are tired of these trivial, Useless gossip.

The woman in the red skirt noticed the boy's displeasure, and she immediately glared at the Taoist priest, implying that he should stop mentioning these boring things that spoil the scenery.

The Taoist raised his glass, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "For people like me who run around the rivers and lakes, the news is the source of money, so it is inevitable to deal with the three religions and nine streams. Having said that, like Mr. Zhang, you who study hard on the sage books are naturally running It would be a good thing if you know more about the ways of the people below, if you want to help the people and realize your ambitions in temples and official circles. One day you will be elected in the future, and you will be named on the gold list and become an official. The master of the staff and the subordinate staff are fooling around casually, otherwise they will be separated from the common people outside the yamen. It seems that there is a difference between the world and the world. Woolen cloth."

She rarely nodded and said in agreement: "Apart from Wu Di's three-legged cat kung fu, he is a fake Taoist priest, and he probably even has a fake name, but these few words are still somewhat insightful. Yi Duo is not overwhelming, It’s the same principle as having too much money, just like what Wu Di said, if you know more about the inside story of the officialdom, even if it’s not a good thing, it’s not a bad thing.”

To be honest, she has stayed in this street for hundreds of years, and sometimes she feels bored, and occasionally goes to "attend" the internal discussions of the Yamen Temple or the Town God's Temple. She knows all kinds of ways, not as many as this foreign Taoist priest.

The young man kept silent, just lowered his head to eat, obviously he didn't listen, but felt that the Taoist was talking nonsense, so that he could be a teacher.

The Taoist didn't take it seriously, and raised his glass with both hands, "Don't talk about troublesome things at the wine table, Miss Xue, let's go together."

The boy left after eating, bid farewell to that sister Xue, and was about to take the college exam that Xuezheng personally presided over, and the pressure was not small.

When the Taoist priest was clearing away the dishes and chopsticks, he smiled and asked, "Miss Xue, do you think Zhang Hou doesn't like to listen to my reasoning because he thinks I'm a charlatan, or does he really think that what I say is unreasonable, so he doesn't listen to it?" , or for someone who is successful and famous, the truth is the truth?"

She frowned, but quickly relaxed her brows, pretending to write lightly: "Zhang Hou is not an old oily person like you who travels all over the world, a young man with a pure heart, how can he think so much."

The Taoist smiled and said: "The word "simple" can cure all diseases."

She immediately became unhappy.

The Taoist immediately clarified: "It's definitely a compliment!"

After clearing away the dishes and rice bowls on the table, the Taoist priest finished his work in the kitchen, washed his hands, shook his sleeves, and saw that Miss Xue was leaning against the door, frowning.

The middle-aged Taoist is a fine individual, and said with a smile: "With Zhang Hou's knowledge, it is not to say that the college entrance examination went smoothly, and after taking the provincial and general examinations, he will only suffer from spring breeze and horseshoes all the way. Why do you need to worry, Miss Xue? In the future, the list will be made, and the poor will be determined." I will be the first to come to announce the good news."

Xue Ruyi smiled, and asked, "Do you think Zhang Hou can get the title on the gold list smoothly?"

The Taoist thought for a while, "It must not be a big problem to get a Jinshi. Pindao once read a few articles on Zhang Hou's art making, and his pens are sophisticated, especially the one-handed pavilion style, which is upright and charming. No matter who comes this time As the chief officer, whoever sees who likes it."

At Xue Ruyi's request, Taoist priests often went to the book market in the capital to help young people buy a lot of sample essays compiled into volumes for the examination room.

The Taoist priest walked to the door of his house, and the female ghost followed him all the way in the air. The Taoist priest took out the key, but did not rush to open the door. She smiled and said, "Is there something shameful in the house? Could it be that Daoist Wu is hiding in the golden house?" The Taoist priest said righteously: "It's a big night, after all, it's the men and women who don't get close, the lonely man and the widow, living in the same house, need to avoid suspicion."

She sneered: "You are a Taoist priest, not a Taoist who cares about every day."

Daoist Dayi said awe-inspiringly: "The poor Taoist has also read many sage books. If he hadn't strayed into the mountains when he was young and embarked on the road of cultivation, he would have gained fame and entered the official career long ago."

She took out a pen holder from her sleeve, shook her wrist, and said to herself: "Where should I put such an exquisite study confession?"

The Taoist priest's eyes lit up, and he opened the door with lightning speed, pushed it open gently, and stretched out a palm sideways, "Blue sky and white moon, as long as you have a clear conscience, don't be afraid of gossip, Miss Xue, please come in quickly." .”

There are quite a lot of rooms in the house, but the Taoist specially chose a hut as his residence. According to him, the house can be large, but the sleeping room must be small so that it can gather energy.

The spring air is getting warmer, and the sound of insects is shining through the green window screen.

After entering the room, she put the oil-red and gold-painted lotus pen holder, hollowed out, and Long Chuan Zhi hexagonal pen holder, and gently placed it on the table.

The Taoist took out the fire folder and lit an oil lamp on the table.

Earlier, in the flower hall on the side of the lobby of this mansion, there was this pen holder.

At that time, he said that he was not greedy, he just saw a good thing, everyone has a love for beauty, and appreciation is pure appreciation.

In fact, she still has a bamboo Xiao that has been treasured for many years. It is quite old. There is a vertical green inscription in the seal carving, and the hero's heart is a fairy tune.

The Taoist fell in love at first sight, and was willing to pay a high price to buy it. The so-called high price was only compared to the expenses of ordinary people in the market. She didn't even listen to 200 taels of silver.

There is a whole piece of colored glass lens on the desk, covering the entire table.

Seeing a stack of scriptures written neatly in small letters on the table, she wondered: "You are a Taoist priest, why copy Buddhist scriptures?"

The Taoist said with a smile: "Occasionally, it's for reassurance."

The Taoist moved two chairs and sat far away from each other. After Xue Ruyi sat down, she leaned on the chair handle with her elbows and looked at the middle-aged Taoist.

The Taoist was a little uncomfortable by her look, and asked: "Miss Xue is visiting the humble house tonight, but what is your order?"

Xue Ruyi said: "There is an old saying that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, Wu Di, do you think this is the case?"

The Taoist nodded and said: "Of course, these old reasons are the most reasonable and very chewy."

She hesitated for a moment, and said: "I do have something to ask, I hope you can help transfer the draft of Zhang Hou's poetry collection to a scholar of the Imperial Academy."

The Taoist couldn't help laughing, pondered for a moment, and glanced at the expensive pen holder on the table, "I'm afraid that the poor Taoist will only see the porter, but not the noble scholar."

Xue Ruyi sighed quietly.

The Taoist wondered why she was so confused, did she just hope that Zhang Hou would pass the imperial examination?If it is about seeking wealth, relying on her family background, she can only guarantee that the young man will have no worries about food and clothing for a few lifetimes. Even though Zhang Hou is already a Qi trainer with a hidden identity, she will have everything he needs before he enters the middle five realms on the road of cultivation in the future. It can be guaranteed that Zhang Hou will not have to worry.Besides, Zhang Hou is so young, there is no need to be so anxious if he wants to advance through the imperial examination.

The female ghost Xue Ruyi and the young Zhang Hou are usually considered siblings, and it can be seen that Zhang Hou is actually aware of her identity as a female ghost.

She laughed at herself, "I was the one who went to the doctor in a hurry. If Zhang Hou knew about it, he would blame me for the rest of his life."

In the eyes of the Taoist priests, the young man is an undoubted seed for studying, but he is not a very good seed for cultivation.

Ordinary people, rich and noble families, pampered and respected, pay attention to a house to nourish the qi and transfer the body. On the other hand, Qi practitioners, no matter whether they are human, ghosts or ghosts, have other mysteries. Living secluded in the Taoist cave in the mountains, you only need to take a clean house and sit down, put away distracting thoughts and make a thought silent, the body does not move, but the blood and energy travel with the soul, slowly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, refining the bones like golden branches and jade leaves, from then on There is a difference between immortals and mortals.

This mansion occupies a large area, especially in the backyard where there are many ancient trees. In the dead of night, there are several chants.

The female ghost stood up and said with a smile, "Wu Di, just pretend I didn't mention this."

The Taoist stood up, "It's okay, if you need to do something like this one day, Miss Xue will let the poor Taoist know, not to mention a scholar's house with high thresholds, even a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire."

The female ghost smiled sweetly, "Wu Daoist Priest doesn't want to be a helper to those dignitaries in the capital, it's a shame."

The Taoist said helplessly: "It's so ugly to be a dog's leg. Miss Xue said it's good to be a mastermind or a master."

She reached out to touch it, put the pen container back into her sleeve, and left slowly.

The Taoist couldn't stop him, so he had to watch the cooked duck fly away.

The female ghost walked alone through the hallway, came to the backyard, and climbed up to the attic. From here, she could see the boy in the next house, and the window of the study room revealed a yellowish light.

A moon arouses the sound of thousands of households pounding clothes, and wakes up countless people in the dreams of spring girls.

The Taoist packed up the copied scriptures on the table, opened the drawer, took out the carving knife and stone materials, and began to carve the seals. He added two margins to a pair of book collection seals with the same shape and the bottom inscriptions already engraved.

Do all good things and don't do all evil.Don't forget to give benefits, don't forget to receive kindness.

The movement was skillful, and the seal was carved. Afterwards, the Taoist looked through a local chronicle by the light. The book engraving in the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom was very developed, and many good books were bought here.

Reading new books is like rain after a long drought.Flipping through old books is like a little farewell to a newlywed.

You need to sit upright to copy books, and you can feel free to flip through miscellaneous books. The Taoist raised his legs, took out a handful of melon seeds, and turned the pages while eating the melon seeds.

There was another knocking sound outside the window.

The middle-aged Taoist priest muttered words, and thousands of generations have passed away the number of voices.Worry about diligence and indifference, don't be too bitter and dry.

During this trip, this "Taoist priest" who set up a stall following Lu Chen's example, came to collect an old debt from a family.

Therefore, the bottom line of one of the seals is the word seal engraving, after autumn.

Chen Ping took out the Yangjian gourd, walked to the window, raised his head for a long time, and drank the wine in the jug, his eyes became brighter.

Close your eyes, as if listening to the sound of a torrential rain many years ago.

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&nnbsp; There are seven or eight stars in the sky.

On the outskirts of Beijing, there is a thatched hut wine shop by the roadside, lying drunk in fox fur, a noble gentleman spread his hands and feet, holding a horsewhip wrapped in gold silk in his arms, with his head resting on the lap of a woman next to him.

The people on the side of the loom are like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow.The beautiful woman was sitting on the floor, her skirt was like bright red flowers blooming, her hands were moving gently, and she leaned over to help the young master rub the center of his brows.

There was a sound of horseshoes on the official road at night, leading a young woman riding an extraordinary green horse, followed by a group of heroic and vigorous young girls, all armed with swords.

Moreover, this group of young girls breathed long and long, and they were definitely not embroidered pillows. An expert would know at a glance that they were the kind of practitioners who were instructed by a master.

She got off the horse and looked at the noble young master who was enjoying the blessings here. She was furious, her brows were erected, she raised the whip in her hand high, and swung it vigorously. The whip sounded like firecrackers.

The beautiful woman selling wine here looked up at the young woman who had come to question the teacher, smiled sweetly, put her finger on her mouth, and hissed softly, signaling not to disturb the man's sleepy sleep.

The woman didn't even look at the coquettish fox, she felt her eyes dirty if she looked at him any more, she just walked quickly into the wine shop, kicked heavily on the young man who was sleeping like a dead pig, and said angrily: "Ma Yanshan, don't pretend to be dead! "

This pair of young men and women were somewhat similar in appearance. The noble young man who was called by his first name opened his eyes, yawned, and sat up sleepily. Tell the second brother that there will be no overnight feud."

The woman was so angry that she couldn't fight. Could it be that the family will rely on this kind of lazy person to be the leader in the future, wishing to throw a horsewhip on the other party's face, "Ma Yanshan, look at your rotten alcoholic virtues, you are not worthy of being led by Ma Che!"

Ma Yanshan said with a playful smile: "It's just a cousin. He has only read books by rote since he was a child, and he is old at the age of three. I really can't curse this kid. I don't think he will have much future in the future."

"Take a step back, even if this kid is promising in his studies, so what if he becomes a public servant? Besides, I'm also from Tanhualang? Ma Che, a little bastard, if he has the ability, he can win three yuan. I, as a brother, Personally responsible for holding a banquet for him, Liubu, Xiao Jiuqing, how many Zhengyin officials does he want to toast him? Is five enough? If not, I can call ten."

Speaking of this, the young master raised the arm holding the golden whip, shook it, then raised the other hand, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid Ma Che won't appreciate it."

Na Ma Che is recognized as a young child prodigy, a typical man in white, and already has a reputation as a courtier.

Different from this so-called "Ma Tanhua" who is fooling around, Ma Che grew up among the rich and rich, in the cave of selling gold, and the young man has read thousands of books.

Seeing that the woman was about to hit someone, Ma Yanshan had no choice but to beg for mercy: "Ma Yuemei, good sister, I'm afraid of you, tell me, what is the big deal, it's worth your trouble, arrest me and go home personally. "

Ma Yuemei scolded with staring eyes: "Family affairs, go home and talk about it!"

Ma Yanshan smiled and said: "It's okay, Mrs. Song is not an outsider."

The beautiful woman was full of helplessness, she didn't dare to meddle in your Ma Shi's housework.

In the capital city of Yuxuan Kingdom, about 20 years ago, a family surnamed Ma moved in. As soon as they arrived in the capital city, they bought an old house of the former prime minister at a high price.

Within a country, the so-called wealthy families are divided into three levels. The first level is that many people know that there are many such rich families. The second level is that all the people have heard of it, and there are only a handful of them And the last one is unknown to all the people and almost the entire local officialdom, or even heard of it.

The Ma family belongs to the last type, they are obviously rich and expensive, but their reputation is not obvious.Only a small group of ministers and generals in the center of the imperial court, and a few sects on the mountain, have heard of this foreign family. The specific origin is confusing, and there are only a few rumors that cannot be verified. The "money bag" of a certain Shangzhu Kingdom surname in the Great Li Dynasty also said that because the current head of the family has a very promising eldest son who went up the mountain to practice, he was extremely talented, and he was a land god at a young age.

When one person attains enlightenment and ascends to heaven, the whole family will follow suit.

The largest restaurant in the capital, a Xianjia inn, and the Xianjia Ferry in Gyeonggi are all private properties of the Ma family. In addition, there are a large number of silver villages and mines, but they are all listed in the family's support. Under the names of various puppets, they may be the servants of a certain prince or county lord, or the beloved son of a certain minister, or the distant relatives of the Governor of Water Transport.

For example, Ma Yanshan, an idle boy, took part in the imperial examinations when he was a teenager, passed all the tests, and finally rode a white horse to explore the capital.

But in fact, it was his younger sister Ma Yuemei who took the exam for him. As an older brother, he had gained the status of a prostitute for nothing, and now he was working in the Imperial Academy, so he was too lazy to do anything. As for the assessment, he couldn't pass the exam.From the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, from the Ministry of Rites to the Hanlin Academy, from beginning to end, not a single bit of news was leaked.

It can be seen how exaggerated Ma's power is.

At that time, the whole family moved to the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom. After more than [-] years of spreading branches and leaves, four generations lived under the same roof, and with the addition of a few younger brothers, the newly compiled genealogy has more than a hundred people.

Although the Ma family is an outsider, it is not impossible to control the government, but the Ma family does not have this idea at all. In fact, it is due to the shrewd mother of the brother and sister Ma Yanshan and Ma Yuemei.

Ma Yanshan squinted his eyes and said: "Let me guess, it could be him, did he go home at last?"

Ma Yuemei remained silent.

Ma Yanshan said calmly: "We are just such a brother, not a cousin or a cousin, a real brother, he is a big brother with a father and a mother with us, Yuemei, tell me, so many years have passed, Since the two of us were born, until today, has he seen us once?"

Ma Yanshan shook his head, stretched out a finger, and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, it seems, it seems, maybe, probably, not once."

The noble young master in snow-white fox fur fell back and raised his legs, "Where can I find such a good brother from the Gu family."

Ma Yuemei said with a dark face: "Stop talking nonsense here, get the hell out of here!"

In her mind, she always respected that elder brother whom she had never even met once. If Ma Yanshan hadn't been the second elder brother, she would have been beaten down with a whip.

In fact, the two brothers and sisters, when the war that swept across the continent ended and the world returned to peace, they had the idea of ​​returning to their hometown to worship their ancestors a few years ago, but they usually loved their parents very much. Regarding the matter, they disagreed no matter what, and used various reasons to evade. They only said that their family had moved out for so many years, and the journey was far away. It was probably because they were worried that Ma Yanshan and Ma Yuemei would secretly run away from home, and even strictly ordered the siblings not to return home without authorization. , otherwise the family law will serve.

The two of them mentioned it to their parents several times, but it didn't work, so they gave up the idea.

Because there is a fairy family ferry in the family, and there are two private ferries to the south for business and trade, so they can often get in touch with that kind of mountain mansion newspaper, so both brothers and sisters are curious about the hometown where their ancestral home is located, but they are different from those of Ma Yuemei, the younger sister who is fascinated by the Lizhu Cave, Ma Yanshan is not interested in the gods and gods on those mountains. The only thing he is curious about, this idle drunkard, is the night banquet at Piyun Mountain in Beiyue , Ma Yanshan wants to participate in it once in person, and he will be satisfied when he sees the world.

Ma Yanshan stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, go back and tell your parents that you will definitely go home tonight. If you don't see me within two hours, send someone to break my legs!"

Ma Yuemei turned around and left, Ma Yanshan secretly winked at a girl riding a horse with a sword, she was expressionless, but immediately received a whip from Ma Yuemei, a blood groove appeared on the girl's face, and the girl remained motionless.

Ma Yanshan was also indifferent to this, and when they rode away, lay back on the floor again, and asked casually, "Is my brother very powerful?"

The beautiful woman smiled charmingly, nodded and said: "Of course. It's so powerful that it can't be more powerful."

Speaking of this, her eyes were in a trance, and she sighed faintly, but it was a pity that she never saw each other.

She is the local mountain god.

The name of the mountain is Zheer.

According to the current Shanshui genealogy, she is the seventh rank god.

In a vassal state, more than the top is more than the bottom.

Ma Yanshan looked in a daze and said, "Since we are my own brother, why don't we care if we do well, and don't care if we do badly?"

She explained with a smile: "According to what the mountain said, if you enter the mountain to practice Taoism, the six relatives are not related. It is not appropriate to get too involved."

Ma Yanshan let out a sigh, "Just say that the six relatives don't recognize it."

She hesitated for a moment, bent down, stretched out two fingers, gently rubbed Ma Yanshan's temples, and whispered: "Such angry words, don't say it in the future."

The eldest brother of the siblings, for a mountain god in a small country like her, is simply an existence far away in the sky and unattainable.

A 40-something-year-old Jade Realm, a sure-fire fairyland, may even be an Ascension Realm in the future.

The top ten young people in Yizhou.

Behind his buttocks, there is Liu Baqiao, the Sword Immortal of Yuanying Realm in Fenglei Garden, the direct disciple of Liu Laocheng, the immortal of Zhenjingzong, and a young deputy head of Guanhu Academy.

That's not what unattainable is.

The most incredible thing is that this person can order many ancient gods!

She was worried that if she was lucky enough to see the other party one day, if she disagreed with her, if she said something poorly, maybe the other party snapped her fingers, and her golden body would shatter on the spot.

Noticing the woman's slight strangeness, Ma Yanshan sat up again, and managed to find a jug of wine from under her skirt. The corner of his mouth said, "I've heard that my elder brother has a bad temper. It's a fact known across the continent. I heard that when he was practicing in the ancestral family of the military family, even his sect was not spared, and he abolished several times. A so-called cultivating genius is just a troublemaker of the Tianzi brand."

The mountain god empress, who is pretending to be a wine-selling woman here, smiled softly: "Having such a big brother is a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes. Yanshan, listen to my advice, if you really want to meet, don't be angry with him." what."

Ma Yanshan turned a deaf ear to it, and seemed worried for some reason.

The woman wondered, "What's wrong?"

Ma Yanshan shook the flagon, looked up at the night, "Did you say it will rain?"

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, "Of course not."

Ma Yanshan murmured: "But one day, there will be thunder and rain, right?"

If it weren't for ordinary drinkers talking so stupidly, this mountain god lady would have just ignored it, but she knew very well that Ma Yanshan, who seemed to be a golden jade but a shackle, was not simple.

It is only said that the mountain god of Xiyue Chujun Mountain, that is, Mrs. Song's immediate boss, thinks highly of Ma Yanshan, and often entertains him privately.

She thought for a while and said, "It will definitely rain sooner or later, but as long as there is such a big umbrella to support it, not to mention the raindrops the size of soybeans, you will not be afraid of a knife falling from the sky."

Ma Yanshan's expression was still full of gloom, he rolled up his fox fur collar, and cursed in a low voice: "It's cold in the late spring."

Although Ma Yanshan wanders around the flowers all day long and is notorious, he has a sharper intuition in terms of worldly relationships than his seemingly smart sister.

To be honest, Ma Yanshan treats his younger sister Ma Yuemei as a fool, but she is his own sister after all, and she has a bad temper. Ma Yanshan has never cared about her.

Ma Yanshan remembers that when he was a child, he took a walk late at night, followed the light, passed by his father's study, and found that his father and mother seemed to be talking about something inside. For some reason, his father became furious and yelled at the bastard. What kind of shit did you step on to be able to cling to a tiger? The more you talked about it, the more angry you became, and you smashed an expensive official kiln pen holder. My mother complained aloud, 300 taels of silver, just like that. , prodigal is better than earning money.

Then my mother started to arrange that the surnamed Wei was not a good thing. According to the news sent back, it seemed that he was just from a humble background in the land of Qidun Mountain near Hongzhu Town.

A child was silently squatting at the corner of the wall, pricking up his ears.

Maybe moving back then was like hiding from something?

Especially in the past few years, the anxiety of parents has become more obvious.Because of the Xianjia Inn and the ferry, there were people who were responsible for collecting information on the old Longzhou of Dali. Information about Piyun Mountain and Niujiaodu, regardless of size, would be secretly recorded.

Logically speaking, this is an unreasonable thing.Ma Yanshan knows the background of the Ma family, but his father is very good at business management, and he is born to be a businessman. His mother is also very insightful and courageous. She even has more opinions than her father in many cases. In Ma Yanshan's words, It is a special "coming event". The number of imperial wives with a high enough rank in the capital is not many, less than one hand. They are not ordinary rich and powerful, but now they all vaguely "only follow the horse's head". Well said, wonderful.

If it weren't for an unfilial son like him who likes to make troubles, it is really impossible to support him. It is estimated that the Ma family, which is intertwined with various forces, would have gone from behind the scenes of Yuxuan Kingdom to the front stage.

Of course, the forest is so big that there are all kinds of birds. The offshoots of those few families outside the clan house seem to be inferior to him. They are proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and even caused many deaths. Don't help wipe your ass less.There are also some shady things, he just pretended not to know, for example, a Huangzhuang in the capital, set up a prison privately, specially for killing people for fun.A group of children from wealthy families in the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom would often hold the so-called "autumn hunting". In Nomura, they either raised a knife in hand, or drew a bow to shoot an arrow. Afterwards, the local government closed the case in the name of a horse bandit, and even cheated the imperial court into a military salary for "soldier training". Among these dignitaries, there were two A descendant of a side branch surnamed Ma.

Ma Yanshan once saw with his own eyes a cowardly young man with a good background. He could be regarded as a seed of study similar to his own Ma Che. As soon as he looked, his eyes became sharp and abnormal.

My younger sister, Ma Yuemei, was still surprised by this, and Ma Yanshan only joked that it was a boy who would become enlightened when he reached the age, so what's so strange, don't you believe me?Do you think that when he looks at women now, is he just looking at the face?You will see your breasts, buttocks, and long legs.

The Ma family is not very eye-catching in the capital. The streets where the carefully selected houses are located are actually shabby households with rich ancestors. Even many neighbors who have been in the neighborhood for 20 years just mistook the Ma family for a small family. When they get along with each other, they may even look down on the Ma family who just have a few stinky money.

But the painted door gods posted on the gate of the Ma family's mansion, the family enshrines the monks, and those are the digital guardian boxers who are either seven or six realms.

Ma Yanshan has made a rough estimate, and based on the Ma family's background, not to mention a rival or enemy in the business of Yuxuan Kingdom, it is enough to wipe out a third-rate fairy mansion on Baopingzhou Mountain.

Ma Yanshan put away his messy thoughts, reached out and patted the beautiful woman's cheek, "I will definitely help with the change of the mountain name."

The Goddess of the Mountain always felt that Zheer Mountain was not pleasant, so she wanted to change its name to "Zheyao".

Instead of being annoyed, the woman smiled, gave a blessing, and thanked Ma Yanshan.

Ma Yanshan walked out of the restaurant, put his thumb against his index finger, whistled, and soon came a maroon horse without a bridle.

The drunk noble young master got on his horse skillfully, slammed the golden whip in his hand, and galloped on the official road.

On a mountain near Zheer Mountain Temple, a young man sat on a branch of an ancient pine tree, looking at the wine shop at the foot of the mountain in the distance, the cavalry came and went, and finally the young man in fox fur rode his horse and swung his whip.

He stood up and had a wide view. Zheer Mountain has always been famous for its towering mountains, and the surrounding mountains have a panoramic view.The distant mountains are stretching, like a courtier holding a jade wat in a temple, and the nearby mountains are as beautiful as a lady's hair.

This body is like being in a huge sea, with the green waves raising their heads and bowing their heads again.

This young man who set foot on the mountains and rivers of Yuxuan Kingdom for the first time was alone, with his hands clasped on the back of his head, overlooking the bustling capital city lit up like daylight.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and said to himself, "Immortality is the cage of immortality, and immortality is the price of eternal life."

The figure disappeared in a flash.

At the wine shop at the foot of the mountain, the beautiful woman was closing the door, she turned her head to look at the young man who was walking slowly, and said with a charming smile: "Guest officer, I'm sorry, the wine shop is about to close."

The young man said with a smile: "Since it is open for business, it's not too late."

The woman frowned, if she could not see the depth of the other party's morality, she would not care about the money for the wine, and smiled on her face, "Young master, the wine shop is small, but the drinks are expensive."

The young man nodded and said, "No matter how expensive the price is, I'm not afraid, Mrs. Song will record it in Ma Yanshan's account."

The woman's heart tightened, and an embroidered shoe gently crushed the soil with the tip of her toes imperceptibly, pulling with the golden body enshrined in Zhe'er Mountain Temple.

The young man walked slowly towards the wine shop, but when his first foot landed, the mountain god empress was horrified to find that she had lost contact with the temple.

When the young man was about to pass by the stiff mountain goddess, he suddenly stretched out his hand, put his arm around her neck, and dragged her back like that. With a light push, the beautiful woman fell into the shop. The young man walked into the shop, sat down on the floor, put one hand on his knee, and waved, "Hurry up, make two pots of the most expensive wine in the shop. The longer the age, the better."

The woman staggered to her feet, trembling with fear, and said in a trembling voice: "The little god Zheershan Songyu, dare to ask the name of the immortal master."

"I was lucky. I got a good baby, and I have the same surname as Ma Yanshan."

The young man grinned and said, "Since you have such a good relationship with my precious brother, just call me by my name, Ma Kuxuan."

Song Yu's face was pale.

Ma Kuxuan asked: "Why, do you want me to cook wine for you?"

When Zhe'er Mountain God was busy cooking wine, facing Ma Kuxuan at the gate of the shop, resting his chin on one hand, he stared at the dense clumps of weeds growing beside the road.

If he doesn't come to the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom again, he will probably have to collect the corpse.

Interesting to say, he from Xinghua Lane, and the mud-legged man named Chen from Ni Ping Lane, a fool in the eyes of his peers, a broom star who is afraid to avoid it, and then he left his hometown at about the same time, it seems that they are happy to be together in this life. Traveling far away, they don't have many years to stay in their hometown.

The new hatred becomes the old hatred, resentment is like spring grass, and the wanderer travels farther and survives.

It is also like a jar of old wine that has been stored for more than forty years. Someone puts it on a table, and the two drinking parties have to drink it whether they want to drink it or not. The drunk will die and the awake will live.