After sending Ximen Qing away, Taoist Wu felt that his back was a little wet. He was still wondering what Ximen Qing wanted to do with the alchemy furnace. At this time, a young Taoist priest came up and kowtowed: "Master, if I have nothing else to do, I will go."
Already."
"Wait a minute." Wu Daoguan thought for a while: "You take out the things and you just need to add something."
The little Taoist priest agreed, took out a square cloth bag from his arms, and presented it to him. Wu Taoist official opened the bag. There was a small booklet with red letters on a black background, and three beautiful words "The Record of Strange Stories" written on it.
small print.
Wu Daoguan hurriedly flipped through a few pages, picked up his brush and continued to write: "It's a big gathering in Japan. Halfway across the street, I offered fifty strings of sesame oil at the west gate to get a fortune-telling fortune. I also borrowed an alchemy furnace. No solution."
"Be careful on the road, can you save it?" Wu Daoguan blew the ink dry and told the little Taoist priest: "When you arrive in Jizhou, you must lower your head in front of Luo Shenxian and don't look around."
"Master, don't worry, I know everything." The little Taoist priest responded.
The anecdote was put back into the cloth bag and stuffed into the arms of the little Taoist priest.
"Master, I'm leaving." The little Taoist resigned from Wu Daoguan, left the Jade Emperor Temple, and found a deserted place. He took out two armored horses beside him, tied one to each leg, and recited the magic line in his mouth.
When the mantra came, he immediately rushed over the mountains and ridges to Jizhou.
"Where do you think this high-ranking official from Ximen has gone? How come he can't be found anywhere in the temple?" Wang Po took Pan Jinlian by the hand and squeezed through the crowd in the Jade Emperor Temple, but she never found Ximen Qing.
"Godmother, maybe the officials have finished burning the incense and left long ago?" Pan Jinlian said, "Let's not waste so much time. The slave family is all a little tired."
"Why should I be tired at such a young age? I am not tired even as an old woman." Mrs. Wang's eyes were shining, and she was as energetic as if she had been given chicken blood: "Keep looking, we will collect the stalls very quickly, there is only one street going up and down the mountain.
The official from Ximen must not have taken the road."
"Godmother!" Pan Jinlian was helplessly dragged by Mrs. Wang, looking around for Ximen Qing. By some strange coincidence, she discovered that there was a small wooden door in the corner next to it.
"Push the door and go in and take a look!" Wang Po was still in high spirits and directed Pan Jinlian to push the door.
"Godmother, this is the last place." Pan Jinlian stepped forward, stretched out her hand to open the door, and looked back at Granny Wang: "If the official from Ximen is not here, we will have to go back."
"Okay, hurry up and open the door and go in and take a look." Wang Po replied impatiently. In fact, she didn't think so at all. Wang Po now wanted to smash all the clay statues in the hall to see if Ximen Qing was there.
Hiding inside, the atmosphere in the tea shop was so good just now. Unexpectedly, Ximen Qing walked away and was unwilling to call Mrs. Wang.
Seeing that the wooden door was not big but quite thick, Pan Jinlian pushed hard with all her strength. Unexpectedly, there happened to be someone inside who pulled the door open with all her strength.
So as a result of Pan Jinlian's exertion, her whole body fell forward and she threw herself directly into that person's arms.
A familiar smell of Hehe soup comes to my nose...
That person was naturally Ximen Qing. Things were done well and he was about to go out to meet Xiao Tianqing at the foot of the mountain. Unexpectedly, the door opened and a beautiful woman rushed in.
If a big man pounced on him, Ximen Qing would definitely dodge it with agility and even curse a few words; since the one who pounced on him was a beautiful woman, Ximen Qing would hug her into a hug without any politeness.
By the way, not only does this beauty look familiar, but her smell is also very familiar.
This beauty is of course Pan Jinlian.
Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian hugged each other tightly. Before they had time to express their feelings, Mrs. Wang behind them started shouting: "Oh my, isn't this a senior official from Ximen? Why did you hug me without saying hello?"
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Ximen Qing was feeling the squeezing sensation in his chest. When he heard Wang Po's voice, the two of them seemed to wake up from a dream and separated from each other.
Pan Jinlian took two deep breaths and bowed with a blushing face; Ximen Qing took half a step back without blushing and coughed: "Accident, purely accidental."
Of course, the incident was purely an accident, but in Wang Po's eyes, it was not that much of a surprise. She did not rule out the possibility that Ximen Qing had been waiting behind the door for Pan Jinlian to push the door open.
"Is it really an accident? You high official, I don't want to rub dirt in my eyes." Wang Po laughed and said, "I hugged you, but I have to have an explanation."
"Godmother!" Pan Jinlian stamped her feet, like a frightened little rabbit, and retreated directly behind the queen: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
If this scene had been changed dozens of minutes ago, Ximen Qing might have wanted to retreat again, but now that Ximen Qing has figured it out, he will naturally not retreat.
Ximen Qing also put on a calm look and asked: "Wang Po, what do you want to say?"
Immediately afterwards, Ximen Qing shook his sleeves shamelessly, and the bamboo stick he had just asked for from Wu Daoguan naturally fell from his sleeve and fell on the stone floor.
"Oh? A high-ranking official has also come to ask for the signature?" Wang Po suddenly looked at the bloody fly and stepped forward to pick up the signature: "Even though I am not a Taoist priest, in fact, I can also interpret the signature, let the old woman have a look.
..."March. Good marriage."
After reading this, Mrs. Wang was stunned and without saying a word, she threw the signature to Pan Jinlian with her backhand. She felt a burst of joy in her heart: "Ximen Qing, Ximen Qing, let's see how you can escape from my old lady's Wuzhishan!"
Pan Jinlian was still blushing when she saw Mrs. Wang thrust a signature over her, took a look at it, and said in surprise: "Godmother, why did you take out the signature that I collected..."
Before she finished speaking, Pan Jinlian noticed something was wrong. She had taken out all the stickers in her home, and this one was obviously very new.
Pan Jinlian held the signature and looked at Ximen Qing and was immediately stunned...
And Ximen Qing also responded with an ambiguous look...
"They're exactly the same, right?" Wang Po couldn't control her emotions any longer, and she transformed and ran away: "Old woman, you know, Liu Niang, you and the official are a perfect match!"
"Where's your tag? Take it out and make a pair!"
Pan Jinlian fumbled for a while and took out the signature that she had hidden deep inside. The two identical signatures came together, lighting up the sparkle in Pan Jinlian's eyes.
Is this life?
Pan Jinlian suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness trapped in her fate, as well as a sense of nameless joy.
Ximen Qing also shamelessly got closer and stretched out his hand to look at the two signatures. Of course, Ximen Qing had just learned from Wu Daoguan that Pan Jinlian had also asked for the same signature, but he still showed a certain degree of surprise:
"It's really the same!"
Wang Po looked at Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian triumphantly: "Official, look at this..."
"Please make it easier for my godmother..." Ximen Qing changed his words directly. After all, he couldn't lose anything by shouting a few times.
Wang Po was beaming when she heard this. What a good name for this godmother. Who is Ximen Qing? He was a rich man who owned half of the street's property, or he was a county lieutenant who tried to capture the killer bees. He was very popular in front of the magistrate.
"Okay, okay, I will bear all the responsibility." Wang Po called Ximen Qing aside alone and explained a few words. How could Ximen Qing not know what Wang Po was thinking? He handed over a fifty-guan handover in his sleeve and called Wang Po.
Grandma took it.
"When the official has nothing to do, he can just come to my teahouse to drink tea. I will naturally arrange for Liu Niang to come and meet the official." Seeing the money go into her pocket, Po Wang took care of her.
Ximen Qing nodded. Was this a big detour and finally followed the plot of the novel? Absolutely not. As long as he didn't kill Wu Dalang, Wu Song couldn't avenge his brother, right?
When Pan Jinlian, who is as beautiful as a flower, did not pursue her, Ximen Qing felt that he was a bit incompetent before.
I originally thought that there was only one step between Pan Jinlian and Wu Song's revenge, but now it seems that there is more than a hundred steps in between. It's like two countries quarreling over a small island, either issuing warnings or building some ships.
Aircraft patrols make people think that guns may go off at any time, but who would know that there is still a long way to go before a fight breaks out.
Wang Po and Ximen Qing reached an agreement and accepted the money. She turned around and called Pan Jinlian aside to mutter for a while. Ximen Qing stood aside touching the mutton-fat jade pendant and looking at the sky.
After a while, Mrs. Wang, with a red-faced Pan Jinlian, bowed to Ximen Qing and withdrew first.
Ximen Qing stood still and thought for a while, then walked away with a smile.
By the time Xiao Tianqing was waiting for Ximen Qing to mount his horse, and the master and servant returned to the house, it was already almost noon. Before Ximen Qing could get off his horse, Niu Dutou rushed over, whirring urgently.
"Lord County Magistrate!" Niu Du didn't even have time to dismount, and raised his hands directly on the horse as a salute: "My Lord Magistrate has an order: go to the county government hall to discuss important matters."
"Oh, Niu Dutou, do you know what happened?" Ximen Qing was slightly surprised, not knowing what emergency had happened.
"It seems to be a matter of raising food and wages! I don't know much about it!" Niu Du turned his head and said, "You will know when you get there. I still have to notify the merchants to participate, so I won't accompany you!"
"Raising food and wages?" Ximen Qing looked at the cows riding horses with their heads flying, and was confused: "Could it be that the heroes from Liangshan came here? The good days of picking up girls have just begun..."
"Xiao Tianqing, accompany me to the county government office!"
When Ximen Qing dismounted and entered the lobby of the county government, it was already as lively as a vegetable market. The merchants were in groups and talking about each other. Ximen Qing looked around and saw that most of them looked familiar, and there were a few
Rent your own property.
"Isn't this a high-ranking official here?"
"Hello, Mr. Ximen!"
"Now that the high officials from Ximen are here, we have a backbone!"
The merchants stood up one after another and saluted Ximen Qing. After confiscating the Wu Mansion, Ximen Qing had transformed into a millionaire, and became the richest man in Qinghe County. In addition, he was also the county captain. If he didn't take the initiative to say hello at this time,