When Fu Nanhua walked out of the house, he found the delicate maid sitting on a small bench in the yard, holding a handful of corn in her hand and feeding the chickens. The old hen and a group of yellow fluffy chickens were lowering their heads to eat.
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After seeing her, Fu Nanhua smiled slightly. The girl didn't know whether it was because she was shy or indifferent, but she twitched her lips and took it as a return gift.
After Fu Nanhua opened the courtyard door, he found Cai Jinjian waiting in the alley. He was not very interested. He turned around and closed the door. Through the gradually narrowing crack in the door, he saw a face looking up. Fu Nanhua suddenly discovered this
The maid, a poor girl who should be full of earthy smell, actually has a pair of rather good eyes, which make her look like a touch of tender green blooming in early spring. However, Fu Nanhua didn't think too much about the outstandingly beautiful woman, Huan Feiyan.
Thin and graceful, the young master of Old Dragon City was really tired of looking at her.
Walking side by side with Cai Jinjian, Fu Nanhua asked: "What's the matter? It's not going well? It's all about chance. Good things come with many twists and turns. You may not be able to make the final decision every time, so don't be discouraged."
Cai Jinjian was born with a charming personality. After training, she washed her marrow and cut her bones. As far as her body is concerned, she is as pure as glass compared to ordinary women. The woman from the mountain is astonishing at first glance, but in the final analysis, she is a stinky skin.
That’s all.
At this time, the fairy from Yunxia Mountain didn't look very good. It shows how bad her mood is, otherwise it wouldn't be so obvious on her face. She must have been holding back her anger while waiting in the alley, and she is really unhappy. "
There was an expert who got there first. He was one of the local snakes in Shujian Lake, Jiejiang Zhenjun Liu Zhimao. There was no room for negotiation at all. When we met, he moved out my master, the master of Yunxia Mountain, to suppress me, a junior. From the beginning to the end, I
After just saying a few words, I kicked him out of Gu Can's yard."
Fu Nanhua was thoughtful and reminded: "Let's talk after we get out of Mud Bottle Alley."
Cai Jinjian asked doubtfully: "Isn't all magic forbidden here?"
Fu Nanhua said with a smile: "Who can come here to look for opportunities, who doesn't have the ability to suppress the situation? Young people like you and me may be fine. According to the rules of the town, the more advanced you are, the harder you will be suppressed.
Under the great saint, the closer the realm is to the saint, the weaker the child will be, right? But have you ever thought about it, if there is an accomplished person who has to use his magical power even though he has lost his way?
Is it possible that he is really not as good as us backward people?"
Cai Jinjian retorted: "With a saint here, how dare he, Zhenjun Jiejiang, dare to attack me blatantly?"
Fu Nanhua advised: "We are here to find good relationships, not to make grudges. Even if our lives are not in danger, it will not be good if we have bad relations with our seniors."
Cai Jinjian was not a pushover. He nodded and said, "What Brother Fu said is true. It is a mature and prudent opinion."
She looked bitter and pitiful, "But I really don't want to accept it. I have already given you ten Yungen stones. If the bamboo basket is empty, how will you explain it to the ancestors when you go back?"
After walking out of Mud Bottle Alley, Fu Nanhua and Cai Jinjian were refreshed almost at the same time. It was not as simple as the light suddenly brightening. The two looked at each other in confusion, and then their eyes quickly shifted.
Fu Nanhua, who was originally very excited and excited, became much calmer. He carefully considered this trip to the alley, the alliance with Cai Jinjian, and there was no flaw in the deal with the young Song Jixin.
A fair transaction that complies with the rules. How can the saint who sits and watches the ups and downs of this place have the leisure to intervene? So where does this pressure come from? Is it the one who has never even heard of his name?
Zhenjiang Zhenjun? Compared with Fu Nanhua's far-reaching thoughts, Cai Jinjian's thoughts were simpler. She thought that Fu Nanhua had told him that Zhenjiang Zhenjun had indeed used some kind of magical power to monitor her. She was afraid for a while, but fortunately she only said a few words.
He complained about his words and never spoke harshly or in anger.
The two people were walking on the street with their own concerns. The further away from Mud Bottle Alley, the lighter the dull feeling in their hearts became. Fu Nanhua felt that it was the weight of luck, while Cai Jinjian felt that it was the weight of the family's burden.
Looking up at the archway in the distance, Fu Nanhua asked curiously: "Zhenjun Jiejiang of Shujian Lake? Why don't I remember it at all? Even though my old Dragon City is located in the extreme south of Yizhou, the position of Zhenjun is so illustrious.
No matter how ignorant I am, I should still have some understanding."
Cai Jinjian lowered his voice and sneered: "What kind of true king? He is just a real person at the top of the side sect. He is the most sanctimonious and has no qualifications to be called a true king. It is just the flattery of a meddlesome person. Think about what Emperor Yuanwu is like
Being shrewd, he would naturally not confer this man the title of True Monarch. He would give him the title of True Monarch, which would probably mean that he would not be able to get it back for two hundred years. In addition, due to the lavishness of Emperor Yuanwu's ancestors, it fell into his hands.
There are only two spots left for True Lords, and we will not give them to a wild cultivator who is just trying to gain fame."
Fu Nanhua suddenly realized, "So that's it."
Every true king sitting in the dynasty can win over, suppress and increase the national destiny for the monarch.
The position of the Taoist true king can almost be said to be a member of the Taoist sect. He is at the top of the temple of the secular dynasty, the Shangzhu country of the military strategist, and the great scholar of Confucianism is also among them.
Cai Jinjian asked seemingly casually: "How about Song Ji's salary?"
Fu Nanhua also replied casually: "That young man is ambitious, naturally smart, and has a lot of backers. It's just a pattern..."
Cai Jinjian smiled and said: "Not big?"
Fu Nanhua laughed and said: "I can't say it's not big, it's just not big enough."
When the two of them walked under the archway, Fu Nanhua was in high spirits and murmured: "Every time comes, heaven and earth work together."
Cai Jinjian raised his head and looked at the four words "Don't ask outside for help". His heart was empty, and he just felt lost, as if the epiphany he had gained in Mud Bottle Alley had been given back to this small town.
This made her extremely irritable.
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Song Jixin's house was a large residence in Niping Lane. In addition to the lobby with a plaque hanging on it, there were also side rooms on the left and right.
The plaque in the lobby reads "Huaiyuantang" without a signature. Song Jixin always felt that judging from the handwriting alone, it was not someone's handiwork.
The master and servant were staying in Song Jixin's main house at the moment. The young man was rummaging through boxes and cabinets. The maid stood at the door. She asked softly: "Master, the business has not been concluded?"
Song Jixin put down a bunch of bells and sat back on the only chair in the room. He held the back of his head with his hands and crossed his legs. "That Fu Nanhua from Old Dragon City is not an idiot. He didn't treat me as ignorant of the world from the beginning."
It’s just that he’s not very smart. It’s really fun to try to establish friendship with me. Later, he was fooled by me and showed his fox tail. He thought that by being mysterious and using some thunderous tactics, he could use both kindness and power to scare the young master.
I am far behind the unpredictable Mr. Qi."
The maid Zhigui said: "Ten thousand miles, sir, your statement is too exaggerated."
Song Jixin made a face and said: "Then there are only ten clay bottle alleys missing!"
The young man threw a bag to his maid, "Look, this is the copper coin mentioned in the secret letter. The man next door named Chen also got a bag before. I guessed at that time that he had such great fortune.
Smashing the head may not be a good thing. Sure enough, wouldn't this annoy those two pairs of bitches? I think the person named Chen will still have to suffer. By the way, Zhigui, let me tell you, the one who came to our house
This guy claims to be the young city lord of Old Dragon City. Judging from his tone, at least it’s not an embroidered pillow, and this jade pendant, it’s called ‘Old Dragon Buying Rain’, it must be valuable!”
Song Jixin patted the lovely green jade pendant, which he had hung on his waist. Deep in his heart, the young man felt that he was a big step closer to being a scholar like Mr. Qi.
Zhigui opened the exquisite embroidered bag and asked softly: "Master, can you earn some more 'copper coins'?"
Song Jixin asked with a smile: "Do you like it?"
Zhigui held a golden copper coin between his fingers, shook it, and said with a happy smile: "The gold is shining, it looks so festive."
Song Jixin burst out laughing, "That's okay? Okay, since you like it, I'll bring back a few more bags. The money is outside, including the winning money on the beam, the Spring Festival money on the peach charm, and the belly of the Buddha statue.
Don’t worry about the support money in your pocket or on your hands, but ordinary people have their own customs, and immortals have their own opinions.”
She smiled and narrowed her eyes, like two crescent moons, and asked: "Chen Ping'an's bag?"
Song Jixin frowned, "He?"
The maid noticed her young master's strange mood, carefully put away the coins, tied the bag tightly, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Song Jixin curled his lips, covered his neck with both hands, twisted it, and said lightly, "It's okay, I just remembered some shabby things. Those with the surname Chen, don't worry, so as not to get into trouble. But the nerd Zhao Yao, probably
He will be easy to deceive if he can get copper coins. Master, I will keep it and get you a bag."
Seeing that the maid was a little strange, Song Jixin did not continue to explain. Seeing that his young master was not interested in talking, the girl did not break the casserole and ask the truth.
Zhigui walked out of the house and went to the courtyard. He saw the four-legged snake, which was born to be an eyesore, lying half-dead on the ground, basking in the sun, and often rolling around, looking like it was enjoying itself.
The angry girl walked quickly, stepped on the four-legged snake's head, and twisted it hard with her toes.
The poor little guy screamed in agony.
She raised her feet, and the four-legged snake swooped away, running all over the yard and constantly hitting the wall.
This is my own earthy yellow four-legged snake.
A greedy golden carp accidentally fell into the fish basket.
The black loach kept in the water tank by Gu Can.
Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are three out of five.
Looking at the four-legged snake with horns on its head, the girl grinned with contempt on her face, "Stupid thing!"
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In the yard of the child Gu Can's house, the old man and the woman were still sitting opposite each other. The former stretched out his palm and looked at the spread of the lines on his palm, feeling uncomfortable.
The old man put away his hand, raised his head and asked, "Ms. Gu, are there many women like you who marry men from other places in this small town?"
The woman shook her head and said, "There shouldn't be many. Anyway, I'm the only one on this side of Nipin Lane and Xinghua Lane."
The old man hesitated for a moment, but still revealed some secrets to her, "A girl's six and twelve years old, and a boy's nine and eighteen years old are two big thresholds respectively. The former needs to be crossed by oneself, while the latter can still be passed.
To be continued...