The buildings on Guniu Dagang are very particular, with strict hierarchy and cumbersome rules. For example, the back-temperature where the Changfang is located is a sparrow that is small and complete with all its organs. It is a banquet room with vermilion red paint, carved red sandalwood, and the ridges and beasts soaring. The wall of the hall is hung with a large plaque in the pot, Tian Yongdong, and the garden is in front of it. There is a staircase behind the east and west wings. There is a staircase half a person tall glass jar, which holds thousands of kilograms of water, and eight or nine lotus flowers are planted.

, stand tall and graceful, with more than a dozen fat red carp swimming in it. It was early autumn, among the red walls and green tiles, the bluestone tiles covered with yellow leaves, and no one cleaned them, and they were deserted. A woman in a gorgeous palace dress stood in front of the glass fish tank, carrying a small porcelain bowl, throwing bait into the tank, attracting the red carp to swim happily, she was graceful and lazy. A tall and strong man in gorgeous clothes walked straight away

Entering the courtyard, a maid next to the woman quickly lowered her eyebrows and did not dare to look at her. The middle-aged man put his hands on the edge of the red agate belt, and looked at people habitually giving people a sense of arrogance that looked down on all living beings. Even when he arrived at this courtyard, he should call the woman in front of him, but he still refused to restrain his arrogance. He raised his hand and waved it, driving away the maid with only eyes on his toes. He didn't know how the maid with low eyebrows saw the man waved her hand. She ran to the gate as if she had received a general amnesty. When she passed by the man, she was slapped on her buttocks, frightened to death. The woman with a cold face was indifferent to this and still fed carp. The middle-aged man walked to the glass tank, stretched out his fingers to stroke the smooth tank wall, and smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, are we alone, widows, don't we do anything?"

The woman stared at the carefree bright red carp, and said coldly: "Xuanyuan Jingxuan, are you not afraid of swallowing my dumplings, and burning your tongue, heart, liver, spleen and kidneys together?"

The man who was called by the woman said disrespectfully: "My sister-in-law lives in vain, so naturally I don't know that my ancestors intentionally entrust the head of the family to me after they leave the seclusion this time. No wonder my sister-in-law doesn't know about this. My sister-in-law and my ancestors have not practiced dual cultivation for some time, right?"

The man put his palm on the glass fish tank and suddenly exerted force. More than a dozen carp and lotus roots were pulled to the wall of the tank together, stuck tightly and could not move. He bent down and looked at the carp that was struggling dyingly, and smiled and said, "Xuanyuan Jingxuan has been coveting his sister-in-law for a long time. This has been known to everyone in Huishan. When I take over this Guniu Dagang with legitimate reputation, how could my ancestors care about an old and dilapidated cauldron? My nerdy brother worships you as a fairy, thinking that you are not in the world, and he clearly doesn't understand women's thoughts at all. Those sage books have been in vain. A woman is like a wolf and forty, and once she tastes the taste of drought and rain for a long time, how can she endure loneliness? Do you think you are, sister-in-law?"

The woman was humiliated by such words and still remained silent. She just looked at the carp that was almost suffocated and dying and laughed indifferently: "Xuanyuan Jingxuan, why are you anxious? It's not too late to vent your chest tightness when you become the head of the Xuanyuan family. By the way, did you remember that you went to work in southern Xinjiang six years ago? My sister-in-law happened to meet your loyal wife on the big bed of Guniujiang, but she was very charming. She first entered Huishan and scolded me for being a slut every day. In the past few years, aren't you surprised why she shut up? You might as well make it clear to you that it was my sister-in-law who pityed her loneliness. Instead of spending her energy to curse, it would be better to keep the energy to serve people in the bed. My sister-in-law was so kind that she begged her ancestors to be affected by rain and dew."

Xuanyuan Jingxuan's face was gloomy, and he paused for a moment. His palms left the wall of the glass tank. The roots and stems were tilted and the lotus broke. More than a dozen carp blood oozed out from the fish scales. The surface of the corpse was floating on the surface. Xuanyuan Jingxuan said three good words in succession and said with a grim smile: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the eldest brother, can't beat the three sticks, but he didn't expect that his sister-in-law was scheming and knew to take revenge. This is the best. Today I will carry my sister-in-law back with my sister-in-law. I want to see who can be so strong as my sister-in-law! Or Xuanyuan Jingcheng just had fun with her sister-in-law here? I heard that my sister-in-law fell in love with her in love with her, and later I don't mind hanging the portrait on the head of the bed to make fun of her. Sister-in-law, how about it? Is Jingxuan more familiar with the romantic and romantic than my brother?"

The woman looked at the blood-filled fish tank calmly and smiled: "Compared with Xuanyuan Jingcheng, you look down on him too much."

Xuanyuan Jingxuan asked, "You have to use all your skills to wait until your sister-in-law is on the bed. A woman has eighteen martial arts."

"Xuanyuan Jingxuan, you are worse than a beast!"

An angry shout came from the door.

After hearing the familiar voice, Xuanyuan Jingxuan was too lazy to turn around and smiled indulgently: "Qingfeng, I heard that the bastard named Yuan who you valued is already half dead, so your mother ended up today, which is what you will encounter a few years later. Uncle has the patience to wait until that day. Even the uncle thought, in his sixties, would Qingfeng have a young daughter? In the past, he didn't understand what the six words "Land Qingfu" meant on the stone tablet. Now he understands this kind of blessing, and only a god can enjoy it."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood at the door, his nails pierced into the palm of his hand.

Seeing his daughter, a panic flashed in the woman's eyes and said coldly: "Qingfeng, leave here!"

Xuanyuan Jingxuan smiled and said, "It's really a deep love between mother and daughter, and it's touching."

An inappropriate cough sounded softly.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan was stunned and turned around slowly. He saw a figure appearing at the door. He was subconsciously frightened, but was immediately amused by his own panic and stood by the glass jar and laughed unscrupulously. The reason why he was surprised was that Xuanyuan Jingxuan knew that anyone could step into the inner courtyard of this sect, but the man at the door could not do it! And that person happened to be the husband of the woman behind Xuanyuan Jingxuan. What an absurd fact? At that time, his wife, who was in full swing, would rather practice dual cultivation with his ancestors, causing the eldest son's house to become a laughing stock. He would rather be dazed in a yellowed portrait for twenty years than look at her husband directly. No one believed it when he said it.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan, who almost burst into tears, reached out to wipe the corners of his eyes, with gloomy eyes. He remembered the warm scene of the three brothers standing on the Wangjiang platform of the Wending Pavilion, standing on tiptoeing on the railing. He clearly remembered that the eldest brother said he would be a civil servant who had been famous throughout the ages. The second brother said that he would regain his family's reputation and surpass the Wu family's sword tomb. Xuanyuan Jingxuan threatened to be a martial artist like Wang Xianzhi. The real person of Longhushan punched him into meat cakes. The three brothers were still as close as brothers at that time, but when they grew up, the future of the three of them was completely different. The second brother Xuanyuan thought to be a general in dealing with people, Ling

Long Bamian has absorbed many forces that cannot be underestimated. Xuanyuan Jingxuan himself has made great progress in the martial arts path. He is about to step into the realm of a master. His future achievements are only higher and higher than his father Xuanyuan's national weapon. But the elder brother, the ancestors gave so much expectations and so many resources, is still a waste that cannot be helped. He will only be timid when talking to others, and will only retreat again and again when arguing with others. In the Xuanyuan family, which respects power and martial arts, how should the martial arts cynic Xuanyuan Jingxuan respect an elder brother who never touches swords and sticks, and only holds a few two-fold book?

After the cough, the middle-aged Confucian scholar still did not walk into the courtyard, covered his mouth and said vaguely: "Jingxuan, you should wait a little longer, but unfortunately you have no patience since you were a child, so this is not good."

Xuanyuan Jingxuan seemed to have heard a huge joke, and stopped laughing, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud. He put his hands on the agate belt, looking directly at the weak and sick elder brother Xuanyuan Jingcheng, and said, "Brother, what do you think I should wait? Wait for you to be the head of the family with a lot of kindness and morality? Wait for my niece to go to Guniujiang to be a pitiful cauldron to collect yin and replenish yang? Or wait for my father who has been exhausted to support you again? Brother, brother, you must know that although I used to take advantage of my sister-in-law in the past, you are my elder brother. As the elder brother is a father, Jingxuan is not really disrespectful to my sister-in-law. Who made us all the three brothers and three generations of Jing?"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng let go of his hand and nodded, "You continue talking."

Xuanyuan Jingxuan said, "I have been enduring for many years, but I really don't want to endure it anymore. Brother, do you know that I was inspired by my ancestors and filled with elixirs. What is the realm at this time?"

The middle-aged scholar said calmly: "Skip the Vajra and first enter the mysterious world."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's face changed drastically.

The scholar with a pale face all year round said slowly: "But you know that this state of pulling seedlings and helping grow is a rootless tree and will not benefit the long-term martial arts."

Xuanyuan Jingxuan rubbed his stomach and sneered, "This is what you say, it's so sincere, and it makes me enlightened. My stomach hurts when I laugh."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng turned his head and looked at the direction of Guniuzhang's snow plate, and murmured softly: "It will be cleaner in winter when the heavy snow is heavy. Our home is really dirty."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stretched out his hand and signaled his mother to walk out of the courtyard and stay away from the uncle who was promoted to the Xuan Realm.

But the woman didn't move at all.

She never approached that man on his own initiative.

The middle-aged scholar stared at her deeply, smiled slightly, and felt relieved without any explanation.

He never stepped into this yard and walked through the threshold for the first time.

She and Xuanyuan Qingfeng were both in a trance and dull manner.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan still disagreed with a arrogant expression and sneered: "Brother, why are you going to hit me with a book?"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng shook his head and said, "Huishan Mountain cannot be established unless it is broken. Xuanyuan Dapan has long led Huishan Mountain to a fork, and today I will turn it back to the right path."

"If you talk about martial arts talent, you can't compare to me even if you have Xuanyuan's respect."

"You mean Xuan, I will kill you with Xuan."

The middle-aged scholar spoke without any hurry or slow, and his blue shirt and sleeves were flowing with flowing flowing. The mother and daughter only saw this man who had been in trouble for the rest of their lives walking straight towards Xuanyuan Jingxuan.

It seemed like he was walking slowly, but in the blink of an eye he came to Xuanyuan Jingxuan's eyes.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan, who was clearly referring to Xuan Realm, widened his eyes.

The middle-aged scholar held his neck with one hand, walked one after another, walked through the large glass jar, and behind the gate of the back-court, the scholar stopped and Xuanyuan Jingxuan was thrown into the house.

The body exploded in the air.

The middle-aged scholar with a slightly bleeding orifice turned around, as if he wanted to reach out to touch his wife, but he didn't have the courage to walk to the gate of the yard and pass by his daughter, and said softly: "Qingfeng, you will take care of your mother from now on."

The woman shouted suddenly: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng, where are you going!"

The middle-aged scholar continued to move forward and smiled warmly, "Go to Guniujiang Daxueping."

"When you sweep this house, you will be truly free."

"The saint said that if a house is not swept, how can the world be wiped out? Unfortunately, Xuanyuan Jingcheng can only do this in his life."

"Xuanyuan Jingcheng doesn't regret marrying you back then."
Chapter completed!