After Chen Pingan came out of the mountain, he first went to the blacksmith shop. When he walked across the stone arch bridge, the young man clasped his hands and walked quickly with his head lowered. His expression was extremely solemn and sincere, and he muttered: "If the old immortal has something to say, please tell me.
Don't hit anyone. If you have any requests, you can ask me in your dreams at night, preferably not in broad daylight. I'm really scared."
Fortunately, when they reached the other end of the stone bridge, Chen Pingan was found safe and sound. The young man suddenly smiled broadly and went to look for Master Ruan and Ruan Xiu.
Young people don’t know what it’s like to be sad.
Ruan Qiong still entertained Chen Ping'an under the eaves, each with a small bamboo chair. Ruan Xiu stood behind her father, her face full of joy that could not be concealed.
When Ruan Qiong saw the dusty straw sandals boy, he carefully placed the basket in front of him, then gently took out the cloth bag containing two pictures of the mountain and river situation from under half of the basket of herbs, and handed it to him, feeling guilty.
: "While climbing Dieng Deng Mountain, the mountain road was blocked by a large waterfall. I found a place to hide the basket near the deep pool under the waterfall, and built a small tree stand to protect me from wind and rain. I didn't expect to climb to the waterfall.
It rained heavily not long after we reached the top. The rain was really heavy. When I hurried down, the tree stand had indeed been crushed. The basket and cotton bag were soaked by the rain. Fortunately, the two maps were wrapped tightly with butter paper.
, after the sun came out, I took it out and took a look. It was just that the corners of the map were a little wet, but there were still obvious traces after drying..."
Ruan Qiong opened the cloth bag and butter paper and found that the two maps were almost in perfect condition, and the damage was negligible. Besides, they were just two copies of the maps, so the Kiln Construction Supervision and Construction Office and the Longquan County Government were
He had no intention of taking it back, but Ruan Qiong was not willing to comfort the young man with this truth. He glanced at Chen Ping'an, who was standing uneasily in front of him, and asked: "During the heavy rain, that dragon Qiu in the Dengdeng Mountain?
Climb up and down the waterfall, are you looking for death?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.
Ruan Qiong waved his hand and motioned for the young man to sit back and stop standing in front of him and obstructing his eyes.
Chen Ping'an sat back on the cute green bamboo chair. When he returned the two maps to Master Ruan, he finally felt relieved. If he hadn't been afraid of ruining the two precious maps along the way, his trip to the mountains would have been the least.
It can save three or four days. And since they have been together for so long, the young man who has always been nostalgic is actually a little reluctant to let go of the two maps deep in his heart. Whenever the weather is fine and he climbs up to see the distance, Chen Pingan likes to choose the one with the broadest view.
place, then spread out the two maps, look up at the mountains and rivers in the distance, then look back and look down at the map.
For more than half a month, Chen Pingan has never felt so fulfilled.
Ruan Qiong suddenly gently threw the two maps to Chen Pingan, "The chairs are not bad. I will make two more later. The maps will be considered as rewards and given to you."
Although Ruan Qiong still doesn't like this boy from Mud Bottle Lane, Ruan Qiong is not going to completely deny Chen Ping'an because of this.
Ruan Qiong could completely imagine the scene. In a torrential rain, a thin and anxious boy went down the waterfall just to take a look at the map to feel at ease.
Of course, in Ruan Qiong's eyes, this behavior is not heroic at all, on the contrary, it is very stereotyped and pedantic.
To be honest, compared to this bitter young man, Ruan Qiong admires Song Jixin, the prince of Dali, who knows how to assess the situation at a young age, Liu Xianyang, who is cheerful and has nothing to worry about, and even Ma Kuxuan, who shows his sharp edge.
There are also many merits. Even Zhao Yao, a scholar who has followed Qi Jingchun since childhood, is not as rigid and ignorant as Chen Ping'an.
The reason why he temporarily changed his mind and found a reason to give the map to Chen Ping'an was that he was determined to draw a clear line with this young man. The blacksmith shop could accept him as a sword-making apprentice, but he would never become his first disciple.
As promised, he will protect the hilltop he bought, but this kid must not want to have anything to do with his daughter.
In fact, in the final analysis, Ruan Qiong did not look down on Chen Pingan because of his background, but because he had different paths and did not work together.
Ruan Qiong's apprentice must be someone of the same sect as him. Both parties are both teachers and friends. They can work together to create a prosperous world for the sect for thousands of years, so having compatible temperaments is extremely important.
Of course, Chen Ping'an didn't know that Master Ruan's thoughts had gone around in such a big circle. The young man just caught the map, held it in his arms, and asked: "Does the superintendent of the government office have any ideas?"
Ruan Qiong sneered and said: "I will be the Supreme Emperor of Longquan County for at least sixty years, so I have the biggest rules."
Ruan Xiu muttered: "Dad, how can you put so much money on your face?"
Ruan Qiong turned a deaf ear to his daughter's trouble and said to Chen Ping'an in a deep voice: "Let's get down to business, which five mountains did you choose in the end?"
Chen Ping'an subconsciously sat up straight, "I selected three mountains around Shenxiu Mountain, Baolu Mountain, Caiyun Peak, and Xiancao Mountain."
Ruan Qiong nodded, "My vision is pretty good. Baolu Mountain occupies a large area and ranks among the best among more than 60 mountains. It is not an empty frame. If I hadn't considered the mountain protection formation in the future, I would have given up the horizontal mountain protection."
Chaofeng chose Baolu Mountain. After all, in this thousand-mile mountain and river, unless the mountain god is in charge or there is a secret treasure hidden, whoever occupies a larger territory will have more spiritual energy and will definitely have an advantage."
"Xiancao Mountain is the only Feng Shui treasure place that is expected to give birth to the essence of grass and trees. Unfortunately, the place is too small. Even if one appears, the root and appearance will not be very good. The reason is very simple. How can one grow in a small pond?
Big Dragon. As for Caiyun Peak, it is relatively average. In addition to the high terrain and beautiful scenery, it does not have much benefit for practice. Unless you have the ability to get Yungen stones from Yunxia Mountain and place them in several mountain apertures on Caiyun Peak.
Only then can it be a good deal.”
"Have you never seen the lake in Huanghu Mountain?"
Ruan Qiong's last question made Chen Pingan stunned, "I've seen it."
"Go on, what are the other two hills?"
Ruan Qiong stopped at that point and did not continue the previous topic. He had done his best to be benevolent and would not continue to reveal the secret.
Because the small lake in Huanghu Mountain is similar to Xiancao Mountain. The difference is that Xiancao Mountain is expected to have beautiful plants and trees, while Huanghu Mountain is entangled with a python as thick as the mouth of a well. It is a veritable "local snake", but
Unfortunately, he was defeated in the "battle for water" with a certain little loach, and lost the chance of a great road that was just around the corner.
But the beauty of the great road is that there is no absolute road. Now the Lizhu Cave sky is broken and falling, the golden carp caught in the Sui Dynasty by the Dragon King's basket, the fire dragon that turned into the bracelet on Ruan Xiu's wrist, and the one beside Liu Zhimao, the true king of Jiejiang.
A loach, the wooden dragon that was the finishing touch of Zhao Yao, and the khaki four-legged snake that tried its best to follow Wang Zhu. These five little things are the Li Xiaozhu Cave Sky. When he is about to die after three thousand years,
The five great opportunities that have truly accumulated, as for those magic weapons such as sword gourds and demon mirrors, are certainly not bad, but compared to the five living blessings and luck, they are still much inferior.
But the big python in Huanghu Mountain is now a blessing in disguise. No opponent can compete with it within a thousand miles, and it has become the overlord in one fell swoop. Once the mountain gods and river gods move in in the future, as long as this big python is wiser, it can
After being recruited by one of them and receiving an official amulet from the Great Li court, it might be a smooth road from now on, and he could truly embark on the path of spiritual practice.
Chen Pingan said: "I plan to buy Zhenzhu Mountain and Luolu Mountain."
Ruan Qiong was stunned and asked curiously: "Zhenzhu Mountain is nothing more than a Spring Festival coin. It can be said that a lot of money can't buy your heart. But how did you fall in love with Luolu Mountain? Logically speaking, this mountain is located in
According to your itinerary, you must have never been to the southwestern border of Longquan County in Dali. It used to be a forbidden mountain in Dali, so you chose it just by a name?"
Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed and unwilling to tell the reason.
At that time, Chen Pingan was spreading the map and was hesitant about which mountain to choose. As a result, a bird flew over his head and pooped on the situation map. Chen Pingan quickly wiped it clean and found the location of the poop.
It happened to be on the word "Luo Lo Mountain". Chen Ping'an didn't think much about it and decided to choose Luo Lo Mountain, regardless of whether the name of the mountain was unlucky or not.
Old Man Yao once said that there are gods in the mountains and rivers.
So Chen Pingan took it as a hint from the mountain god.
Ruan Qiong thought for a moment, "It's not impossible to choose Luo Po Mountain. Then it's settled, Luo Po Mountain, Baolu Mountain, Xiancao Mountain, Caiyun Peak, and Zhenzhu Mountain. There are five mountains, and the period is three hundred years. During this period,
Even if you hollow out a whole mountain and move it away, no one will stop you. Everything produced on the mountain, whether herbs, elixirs, birds or animals, or even secret treasures obtained by chance, all belong to the name of the person who was signed on the genealogy contract of the Dali Mountains and Rivers.
"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I understand."
Ruan Qiong patiently said: "Things that need to be paid attention to, one is that before you die, you must inform the Dali court through the Longquan County government office that you need to change the name or names of some individuals who inherited the five mountains. Of course, Dalihu
The ministry will store a secret file. You can write down a beneficiary of your inheritance on each of the five mountains under your name, in case you die suddenly one day and don't have time to explain your funeral arrangements before making a will.
One is that if you want to sell Shantou within three hundred years, it cannot be decided anytime and anywhere. The transaction can only be realized with the approval of at least three parties from the Dali government, and I do not recommend you to sell.
These mountains, because no matter what high price you sell at, you will eventually find that you have made a loss."
Although Ruan Qiong was a military saint who was in charge of one side, he discussed matters on an equal footing with a young man from a back alley who suddenly became rich and powerful. It seemed absurd, but in fact it was quite reasonable. It involved the great cause of founding the sect and the testimony of his own daughter.
Given the opportunity, Ruan Qiong could not tolerate his insincerity, and wished he could explain the situation to the young man in front of him bit by bit.
Ruan Qiong asked: "Chen Ping'an, do you have anything you want to ask?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and smiled: "No more."
Ruan Qiong nodded and said: "That's it for now. I guess you still have some copper coins left. I'll help you keep an eye on the shop transactions in the town later. You can also take advantage of the opportunity to buy it, but you can't bite off more than you can chew. In the future, the town
There is a mixed bag of forces from all directions, so you can just buy one or two time-honored shops with a relatively solid foundation."
Chen Ping'an's face turned slightly red, "Thank you, Master Ruan."
Ruan Qiong laughed at himself and said: "A gentleman cherishes virtue, while a villain cherishes earthliness."
Chen Ping'an was a little confused because he didn't understand what this sentence meant.
Ruan Qiong waved his hand to chase them away and said: "It's your business, don't worry about these idle moans. Besides, at your young age, you are not old enough to talk about your mind and state."
Chen Pingan stood up and carried the basket on his back. Suddenly he heard Ruan Qiong say a meaningless digression, "After Mr. Qi left, it is okay to miss Mr. Qi occasionally. It is human nature, but don't let yourself
If you fall in, don't even think about getting to the bottom of it. Once you buy five hills and one or two shops, you can just sit back and collect money, marry a wife, have children, and spread your business, and you will be considered a proud ancestor. I am Ruan Qiong, too.
, the Great Li court, will take care of you and your family property. Just like your name, peace and safety are more important than anything else. There is no telling what time will turn in the future, and there is no chance of embarking on the path of spiritual practice."
Chen Pingan left silently.
After the boy left the shop, Ruan Xiu sat on the bamboo chair and asked, "Dad, what do you mean by that sentence?"
Ruan Qiong said calmly: "It means that a villain whose ideological level is not as good as a gentleman's will only think about getting a place of comfort."
Ruan Xiu asked strangely: "What's wrong with this? You can't find any fault with the resettlement of the country. Why are you a villain? Who said this? I don't think it makes sense."
Ruan Qiong's face turned gloomy and he said softly: "So the Confucian sage once again said that my hometown is where my heart is at ease."
Ruan Xiu said angrily: "The scholars are so annoying, all the truth in the world has been explained to them!"
Ruan Qiong said earnestly: "Xiuxiu, this is not the reason why you don't like reading."
The girl with the ponytail pretended to be surprised, and quickly stood up and said: "Dad, why do I suddenly have a lot of extra strength? Then I'm going to go blacksmithing."
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Chen Pingan rushed to Yang's shop and gave most of the baskets of various herbs to a shop assistant. After weighing the pounds, Chen Pingan got two taels of silver. In fact, many rare herbs were half sold and half given to the shop by Chen Pingan.
The young shop assistant couldn't recognize the unknown herbal medicines, but they were actually important medicinal materials that Old Man Yang valued very much. These flowers and plants were the real valuable things.
But when Chen Pingan went into the mountains to pick herbs, he just did it casually, without any thought of making money. In fact, after Chen Pingan learned how to go into the mountains to burn charcoal, he almost sold medicines to the shopkeepers of Yang's shop. In addition to selling
I gave it to the honest man named Li Er in the store, and I lost money every time dozens of times.
Old Man Yang will never take Chen Pingan's medicinal materials. If Chen Pingan dares to give it to the shop for free, Old Man Yang will throw it on the street. But if he sells it to a shop assistant or a restaurant doctor, no matter what the outrageous price,
The eccentric old man Yang would turn a blind eye.
Chen Pingan did not see Old Man Yang this time.
After walking out of the shop, Chen Pingan found that many people on the road were talking about something big happening at the twelve-legged crab archway. They said it was the old construction supervisor who paid for the construction of the covered bridge before he left office.
That Mr. Song returned to the town in great glory, and this time as a doctor of the Ministry of Etiquette, with a group of elegant and prestigious officials, he took a fancy to the words on the four plaques of Crab House.
, after all, they are all scholars, it is understandable, but for some reason, after the Supervisory Office got the news, they immediately went into the mountain in a hurry and informed Mr. Xiao Wu who was originally planning to go to Yuanmu Peak to check the logging matters, and then this
The God of Wealth, together with his staff, went out of the mountain in an even more anxious manner and stopped the senior official, Mr. Song, and his party.
Chen Ping'an, who had nothing to do and was light-hearted, followed the flow of people to the archway and stood far away from the crowd.
I saw eight ladders erected under the plaques on the four sides of the archway. There were ladders on the left and right sides of the plaque. But at the moment, there were only two Confucian scholars with very different ages standing on the left and right of the plaque "Do your duty". The elder of them was bowing his head.
It seemed that he was speaking harshly to someone at his feet, scolding someone in the elegant official language of Dali outside.
Someone patted Chen Pingan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Chen Pingan, what a coincidence, do you think it will annoy you?"
Chen Pingan turned around and saw that it was the talkative young man with a small scarlet mole between his eyebrows. He was really afraid of his chatter, so he said: "Look around, I don't seem to understand what they are saying. I will go home right away."
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The young man with an elegant and delicate appearance smiled and said: "Don't, you don't understand, I can explain it to you. This matter is very interesting. If you miss it, you will definitely regret it in the future! Your small town parent officer, Mr. Wu Yuan,
At this time, there was a conflict with the higher-ranking gentlemen of the Ministry of Rites. The one standing on the stairs was the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, and he was considered a serious minister of the Great Li. On the other side, he was probably his senior predecessor.
Mr. Song, the supervising officer, took credit for the plaque and said that he would keep the plaque for you as an old man. I didn’t dare to tell you if it was sent to your hometown. If it was sent to the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites, it would be a sure thing, so he became the official.
He is a fifth-grade doctor, so this time the gentlemen from the Ministry of Rites took advantage of the issue of conferring the title of Mountain God and River God to come and collect the things. On the other side, Mr. Xiao Wu, who regards all the treasures in the town as his own, heard that someone wanted to take them away.
There are only a few precious old objects left in the town, how can we agree? To say the least, even if you are willing to hold your nose and suffer this cowardice, you have to know that there are so many old foxes from the four surnames and ten tribes, holding back their bad jokes and watching the jokes. If
If he pretends to be a grandson at this time, it will probably be difficult for him to become the grandfather of those wealthy families in the future. The site selection of the civil and military temples, which was originally not going well, will definitely be ruined."
Chen Ping'an listened carefully to the young man's excited explanation and asked: "Who are you? How do you know so much?"
The young man stretched out a finger, pointed at himself, and said with a smile: "Me? Haha, I'm not an official of the Great Li court. My surname is Cui Mingzhun. The character "瀺" is relatively rare and difficult to write. It's very troublesome. You don't have to worry about it."
Chen Pingan looked into the boy's eyes.
The young man looked calm and said with a smile: "I am older than you, so you can call me Uncle Cui."
Chen Pingan smiled.
The young man also laughed and rubbed his cheeks gently with his hands, "It doesn't matter, I also have a nickname that should be easier to pronounce. It's called Xiuhu."