After Ruan Xiu ran back to the blacksmith shop, she found that her father was the only one sitting on a bamboo chair under the eaves. He handed over the pot of wine, then sat on another chair, "Dad, have you finished talking about things?"
Ruan Qiong opened the wine pot and didn't need to drink it. He just smelled it and felt a little headache. It was a peach blossom spring roast, but it didn't cost two taels of silver for a high-quality peach blossom spring roast. It was clearly the best one that only cost eight taels of silver for a pot.
Cheap spring roast, out of the corner of his eye, Ruan Qiong caught a glimpse of his daughter who had a guilty conscience. She was twisting her clothes with her hands and her eyes were wandering. He was clearly afraid that he would expose her. Ruan Qiong sighed in his heart and had to pretend that he didn't notice anything and drank.
After a sip of wine, he felt really depressed and aggrieved. The man slowly said: "We've finished talking, and it went well. I'll send someone to the kiln affairs office to find the Dali official named Wu Yuan, and get the old and new copies of the mountain and river situation."
Picture, I guess Chen Pingan will come to me to ask for it after he regains consciousness."
Ruan Xiu felt relieved, smiled, stretched out her legs together, stretched out comfortably, and leaned on the smooth and cool back of the small bamboo chair.
Ruan Qiong thought that he was about to open up the situation here. Everything was difficult at the beginning. The omen was good, so he felt a little better. He rarely said a kind word to Chen Ping'an, "That kid from Mu Ping Alley has a simple temperament, but he is not stupid."
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Ruan Xiu smiled happily and said, "Dad, that's called being as wise as a fool, do you know?"
Ruan Qiong laughed and said nothing.
The man just cursed in his heart, I know how smart a hammer is but how foolish it is.
Ruan Qiong looked at the stream in the distance, held the neck of the wine bottle with his fingers, and shook it gently, "There are some things that it is not convenient for dad to tell him directly, lest he think too much and make things worse. You will see him tomorrow,
You tell me."
Ruan Xiu asked curiously: "What's the matter?"
Ruan Qiong was silent for a moment, picked up the flask and took a sip of strong wine, and then said: "Just tell him, don't have extravagant hopes in Longji Mountain. Even some people with no roots in the upper five realms may not dare to open it."
This mouthful, such a big piece of Dragon Slaying Platform, Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain took a lot of effort, and with my father's current status, I could barely eat it. There are still many people who are secretly jealous, hiding behind the scenes and secretly gnashing their teeth.
Of course, you don't need to explain these twists and turns to Chen Pingan, just tell him straightforwardly that there is no need to think too much about Longji Mountain. What's more, the Dali court is selling the peaks at a low price this time. After all, there are only more than 60 mountains in total. Chen Pingan can only
If I can buy five mountains, no matter how many more, it will be difficult for me to protect him and his Shantou Zhouquan. Thirdly, my father has just made up his mind to ask Dali for three mountains, mainly Shenxiu Mountain. Do you want Chen
When Ping An is checking the situation map, pay attention to the mountains around Shenxiu Mountain, Diandeng Mountain and Hengshan Peak. Dad is not an unreasonable person. He will not let him spend all his money to buy nearby. He only needs to spend half of the gold essence.
Copper coins are enough. Having said that, if he is really smart, buying more mountains to surround your father's two mountains and one peak is the right way. Finally, you can also tell him that if you can keep a few copper coins, he can buy them in the small town.
If you buy a few shops in the town, it is estimated that many good shops will change hands in the future, because many of the small town portals with connections outside will probably move out, so the price will definitely not be expensive, and it will only cost you a copper coin."
Ruan Xiu asked tentatively: "Dad, how about you buy the New Year's shop? Didn't you put away my two bags of copper coins? How about you give me back one first, just one?"
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Ruan Qiong said with an angry smile: "Don't think about the copper coins that dad has saved here. I advise you to give up quickly. By the way, you can let Chen Pingan pay for it. Now he is the boss of our town.
Rich man."
Ruan Xiu said without hesitation: "How can that be done? He is so poor that he has to borrow more than ten taels of silver from others."
The corner of Ruan Qiong's mouth twitched. He couldn't bear it any longer. He turned around and asked, "Oh, dad's money is not money. It's Chen Ping'an, right?"
Ruan Xiu chuckled and said, "I'm not familiar with him."
Ruan Qiong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Isn't this familiar? You are not familiar with it, how can you let your father drink such bad wine without conscience, and then line your own pockets, just to lend money to that bastard? How mature do you think you are, my girl?
Is it familiar? Ruan Qiong took a deep sip of the mediocre soju and stood up, "Anyway, Dad has said everything that needs to be said. You can choose some words and talk to Chen Ping'an tomorrow."
The man strode away, actually thinking with his buttocks, he knew what he should say and what he shouldn't say, and his daughter would say it tomorrow.
The more Ruan Qiong thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved. The girl couldn't scold him, and he couldn't beat the bastard who was digging into the corner with a small hoe. The man had no choice but to curse his mother in a low voice, walked to a deserted open space, and threw away the bad-tasting rabbit.
The empty wine bottle that he also drank up rose up from the ground, and in a blink of an eye, he landed at the door of the shop selling peach blossom spring roast in the town. Of course, the shop was already closed at this time. He knocked on the door hard, and soon there was someone.
A woman sleepily got up from the backyard and opened the door, cursing and saying things like "rushing to seek death and reincarnation", "Drinking in the middle of the night, why don't you drink urine, you don't pay money", "How dare you knock on the widow's door at night, you are not afraid of me"
I'll break three of your legs." You're not polite at all.
Ruan Qiong stood at the door with a gloomy face and said nothing.
After seeing Master Ruan from the blacksmith shop, the woman took advantage of the moonlight and cut into the middle-aged man's muscular arm. Her face suddenly changed, her eyes were as charming as silk, and she held the man's arm with great enthusiasm. It was really
As hard as iron, the woman's smile became more and more eager after a long drought. When leading the way, she stumbled and fell into the man's arms. Unfortunately, the iron man did not understand the style and gently held her shoulders. Finally,
He dropped the money, took two jugs of wine and strode away.
The woman stood at the door, her face full of sarcasm, and she laughed loudly: "What a strong man, but he has the same last name! Master Ruan, oh no, Master Ruan, if you come to my shop to buy wine in the future, I will charge you double the price."
Hey! If Master Ruan gets tough one day, I might not charge you a penny, and the wine will be in vain and the people will sleep in vain."
Ruan Qiong walked to the end of the street indifferently. He flashed and did not return to the shop in the south of the town. Instead, he went to the north and came to a hill.
It's all broken porcelain, piled up into a mountain.
Ruan Qiong found a place to sit cross-legged thirty steps away from the hill.
A voice sounded not far away, "What a coincidence, you are here too."
Ruan Qiong nodded and threw over a bottle of wine.
The old man took the wine, weighed it, and said, "If you go to Widow Liu's shop to buy wine now, even a man will suffer a bit."
Of course Ruan Qiong didn't want to talk about this, but asked: "Mr. Yang, who is the young man next to the new supervisor Wu Yuan? I can't tell the difference. On the surface, he is no different from ordinary people."
The old man was Old Yang from Yang's shop. He took a sip of wine and said, "Unknown identity, but as the old saying goes, those who come are not kind and those who are kind will not come, right?"
After Old Man Yang finished saying this, he looked up with a smile.
On the top of the Porcelain Mountain, there is a young man in a green shirt, standing with his hands folded and his sleeves folded, with a mole between his eyebrows and a springy smile.
The young man took out a hand from his sleeve and shook it, "First call people when you enter the door, and worship the gods first when you enter the temple. I know the rules. I met Master Ruan first and then came to see Mr. Yang. I can't fault the etiquette.
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Old Man Yang did not continue drinking. He found a rope somewhere, hung the jug on his waist, took a puff of dry tobacco, and said with a smile: "Enter the mountains and swamps, and draw talismans that will shock you. I just don't know if you are drawing ghost talismans or fairy talismans."
ah?"
The young man put away his hand, leaned forward slightly, and said with a smile: "No matter how Mr. Yang and Master Ruan misunderstood, in short, when I come here this time, I promise that after I say hello to you, there will be no more interactions. Well, if it is true,
, I'm afraid it's just the construction of the City God's Pavilion. I'm responsible for it for the time being, and I will be a little involved with you two. As for the Wenchang Pavilion and the Wusheng Temple, I have no control over it. I just want to get a City God's Pavilion the size of a sesame seed and a mung bean."
According to popular sayings, within the boundaries of a county, the county magistrate has full jurisdiction over all affairs in the human world. As for the aloof clay sculpture City God, he is actually responsible for keeping an eye on the night and the underworld.
Master Ruan frowned. Was he a member of the Ministry of Rites of the Great Li court? Or a Qi practitioner from the Qintian Prison?
However, no matter whether he is in the Ministry of Rites, Qin Tian Jian, or somewhere in the Great Li Palace, since he can stand on the top of the Porcelain Mountain so boldly, he must be at least a tenth-floor monk standing at the highest point of the Central Fifth Realm.
So this boy is definitely not a boy.
The handsome monk, whose eyebrows were like a bit of cinnabar, looked at Old Man Yang and said: "Old sir, I have something to say first, be careful when sailing the ship of ten thousand years."
Old Man Yang took a long puff of dry smoke, but in the end he only exhaled an extremely thin wisp of smoke, which quickly and silently dissipated between heaven and earth.
The monk who looked like a handsome young man still had his hands in his sleeves, but the cuffs moved slightly, as if he was making a secret with his fingers.
Ruan Qiong sighed heavily, "For my sake, you two just let it go. Otherwise, if the three of us fight in a melee, will we really destroy this thousand-mile radius?"
The young man immediately took his hands off his sleeves and raised them high, as if he might have changed his mind in the face of the wind, and said with a smile: "I have no problem."
Old Man Yang inhaled, and two wisps of imperceptible blue-purple smoke quickly flew into the old man's nose.
The old man sneered: "You know a lot."
The young man stretched out his hand and pinched his nose, "No more, no less, just right. For example, I only know how to call you Mr. Qing...Da, not Mr. Yang."
The boy deliberately missed a word.
It wasn't a joke or fun, but at the moment when that word was about to blurt out, he really felt the old man's murderous intention, resolute and decisive, so he chose to give in temporarily.
The young man leaned back and said with a smile: "It's time to say goodbye. I hope there won't be any more goodbyes. Yangguan Road, single-plank bridge, or the gate of hell, everyone goes his own way and shows his magical powers."
The young man in green shirt who fell backward was nowhere to be seen.
Ruan Qiong said in a deep voice: "It may be the upper five realms!"
Old Man Yang sneered and said: "What a fuss, you Ruan Qiong are also in the fifth realm. No matter how small Dongbaopingzhou is, it is still one of the nine continents. Not to mention the eleventh and twelfth floors, there are also Qi practitioners on the thirteenth floor.
Opportunities arise.”
Ruan Qiong was not in a relaxed mood. He shook his head and said: "After all, I have only climbed to the eleventh floor for the first time, and my realm has not yet been stabilized. Although I am a military strategist, I am still good at attacking and fighting, but..."
The old man shook his head, turned around and left, holding a cigarette stick and puffing out smoke, "Just be content, there are more than tens of millions of monks in the world, and the monks on the tenth floor are already rare, let alone the upper five realms. After all, you are actually afraid of that person.
, that person is not afraid of you. If porcelain collides with jade, you two are actually guilty."
Ruan Qiong thought about it. He was not the one who wanted to get into trouble, so he simply stopped worrying about the origin of that strange boy. It would be best if the two sides could avoid conflict, and harmony would lead to wealth.
To be continued...