Others were still watching the sloppy old man resting in the pavilion. Zhao Juan hurriedly pulled Jiang Yang away and talked quietly.
"Master Jiang, what should we do?"
Zhao Jun had a worried look on his face, and while speaking, he looked at the old man in the center of the pavilion from time to time.
"How do you say this?"
Jiang Yang didn't react at all, he just reached out and patted the dust on his body.
After a day's journey, three pounds of dust could be shaken off the Taoist robe.
Zhao Juan pulled Jiang Yang away a little further and then whispered, "Master Jiang doesn't know something. We may have met an expert."
"You mean the one in the pavilion?"
Zhao Juan nodded and added: "We set off this morning. We hardly rested along the way and drove at full speed."
"We met this old man three times while riding on the road. This is the fourth time. Every time he walked in front of us."
"You said he can ride a horse faster than us, that's all."
"But it's a skinny donkey, and he's still riding backwards."
"He has been ahead of us time and time again, this..."
Zhao Jun's throat rolled, and the back of his tongue felt bitter, and he confirmed: "Zhao thought he was a powerful cultivator!"
Jiang Yang wrinkled his eyes, and his eyelids couldn't help but twitch twice. He stretched out his head and took a look at the sloppy old man resting in the pavilion holding a wine gourd. He came back and said, "No way? We haven't offended him, so why should he be in trouble with us?"
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Zhao Jun said anxiously: "No offense, these powerful men all have very weird tempers. If they don't agree with him at all, they will beat people."
Zhao Juan didn't finish yet and continued: "Perhaps when we passed him for the first time, the smoke and dust got all over him, and he was very unhappy. But because of his face, he didn't want to say it to his face, so he used
This method of making rapid progress is always in front of us, letting us eat its ashes."
"ah?"
Jiang Yang was greatly surprised, "No way, can anyone be so narrow-minded?"
They were still talking. In the pavilion, Lao Huang couldn't hold it back. He almost got up and walked to Jiang Yang, poking Jiang Yang's chest with his finger: "You little Taoist priest said these things, doesn't your conscience hurt?"
"What do you mean I'm petty? You let me eat ashes, so I'm petty?"
Turning his gaze back to the outside of the pavilion, Jiang Yang handed Zhao Juan a water bag, patted his shoulder, and gave Zhao Juan a confident look, "It's not a big deal, I'll go negotiate."
Zhao Juan took a sip of water and said, "Well, it's better to be careful."
"If you are really powerful, you should treat him well and make amends."
"good."
Jiang Yang responded and walked into the pavilion.
He casually dismissed the disciples of the Giant Bear Sect who were watching in the pavilion and told them to go and do what they were supposed to do, feed the horses when they needed to, set up tents when they needed to, and surround people and watch them sleep to see if there was anything wrong with you.
When Jiang Yang spoke, everyone did not dare not listen and walked away arm in arm. Before leaving, a naughty young man said, "Yes, I will obey my uncle's orders!"
During this trip to Wushan County, everyone was not blind.
Head Jiang and his eldest lady have been flirting with each other all day long, but nothing has happened. Who would believe it?
Therefore, in private, everyone calls Master Jiang uncle!
The eldest lady heard her a few times, but the eldest lady didn't say anything, but Miss Yuenu covered her mouth and laughed.
This moment made everyone more convinced that Jiang Yang would get married to his own lady soon.
After sending everyone away with a few words, Jiang Yang looked at the old man lying on the ground.
The old man was wearing a shabby gray linen robe. The trousers, collar, and cuffs were all frayed and blackened. He had not worn it for more than ten years and could not look like this. He wore a pair of straw sandals with his toes exposed. He looked like this.
Outside, he is 100% mistaken for a beggar.
But what caught Jiang Yang’s eye was the wine gourd held in the old man’s arms. The color of the wine gourd was brownish, but the background color should be a fine red. Jiang Yang also had one like this, which Master Wen left without saying goodbye.
However, the wine gourd was thrown into the well by Jiang Yang.
Jiang Yang knelt down, reached out and pushed the old man: "Senior, the ground is cold, how about I get you a blanket?"
Lao Huang, who was lying on the ground, said nothing, turned over with the wine gourd in his arms, and faced Jiang Yang with the back of his head.
"Senior, it turns out you are not asleep."
Jiang Yang waved to Yue Nu to come forward, took a few cushions from her hand, put them under her buttocks, and sat down next to Lao Huang.
He reached out and patted his right shoulder again. Yue Nu immediately understood and quickly stepped forward to squeeze his shoulder.
"Senior, the ground is really cold..."
Lao Huang still ignored him.
"Forget it, I see that the senior is a highly qualified person with profound cultivation. He must have been no longer afraid of the heat or the cold. You don't need a mat."
Jiang Yang enjoyed the squeeze on his shoulders and said: "Senior, what happened today was our fault. On behalf of this large group of us, I will apologize to you."
"We were wrong, please forgive me, senior!"
Jiang Yang clasped his hands and lowered his head slightly.
"snort."
Finally, a sound came out of Lao Huang's mouth, and he snorted slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied.
Jiang Yang heard this, turned to the other side of Lao Huang, lay on the ground and said, "Senior, don't lie down anymore. We have hot water and tea here. Can you use some before taking a rest?"
The next moment, Lao Huang opened his eyes.
The handsome face of a young Taoist priest appeared in front of him.
There was a moment.
Lao Huang saw himself when he was younger.
I remember back then, I was so handsome and so popular.
Thinking of this, Lao Huang reached out and touched his old face, which was already covered with wrinkles, and lamented:
It's a pity that time makes people grow old, and youth is no longer there...
Staring at Jiang Yang, Lao Huang still didn't get up and was still lying on his side on the ground. "Apologizing is not sincere at all. Is this how your master taught you to apologize?"
Jiang Yang innocently shrugged:
"My uncle taught me this. My master doesn't care about me."
Jiang Yang chuckled, took the tea and snacks he brought in, and placed them one by one in front of Old Huang: "Senior, please."
Lao Huang picked his nose with his little finger, wiped it on his sleeve, picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it for a while, and nodded with satisfaction: "Huh? It tastes good."
"It's delicious, senior, please eat more."
Jiang Yang smiled slightly, looked at Yue Slave, and ordered: "Yue Slave, relax for a while, senior."
Yue Nu pouted her little mouth, very reluctant.
But due to the power of her future uncle, she still started to squeeze Lao Huang's legs and shoulders.
"Hey, it's comfortable..." Lao Huang sat up, eating snacks and enjoying the service.
"Here, here..."
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After nightfall.
Jiang Yang walked out of the pavilion, and Zhao Juan hurriedly stepped forward, "How are you doing?"
Jiang Yang made an OK gesture, "It's done. But I always feel that this is an old man cheating on food and drink. If you don't believe me, just look at it."
Following Jiang Yang's direction, Zhao Juan saw the pavilion.
Lao Huang had already gotten up from the ground and was sitting on the mat. There were all kinds of snacks in front of him. He was holding the wine gourd and his eyes were shining as he looked at the snacks. He would pick up this kind and then that kind.
It seems to be saying:
Is it better to eat you, or to eat you...
"Hey, never mind, I just can't offend you." Zhao Juan held his waist, looked up at the stars, and sighed to himself: "We should think that we are doing good deeds."
Jiang Yang twisted his waist to relax his muscles and bones, "That's right, any inconspicuous little person should not be underestimated."
"By the way, Mr. Zhao, I've been curious about something." Jiang Yang asked suddenly.
"explain."
"Since Mr. Zhao is the son-in-law of Governor Yan, why not just stay in Wushan County and serve? Are you coming to Juxian Town?"
Zhao Juan waved his hand with great courage and patted his chest:
"I, Zhao Juan, will be the prime minister in the future!"
Jiang Yang clicked his lips and was speechless: "..."
The ideal is lofty, but...
I understand everything. This chapter has been completed!