Chapter 86 Brotherhood and brotherhood, the three kings gather (seeking a monthly ticket)
Chapter 86: Brotherly love, three kings gather together (please vote)
(I didn’t finish coding in the early morning, so it was delayed until the morning, sorry)
Wang Qi snorted softly and said: "It's still a tiger's head, it's almost like a cat's head. It's so big that you still cry. Are you ashamed?"
The Taoist idiot saw this and was really speechless. Why did his cousin act so naive every time he saw a tiger's head? Could it be that low intelligence can be contagious?
Hu Tou blinked innocently and looked at Wang Qi with increasing curiosity.
Doesn't Hutou remember me? I played with him for two days and gave him so many delicious food.
Just as Wang Qi was thinking about it, she jumped into the air and screamed in fear.
The driver who had sent Dao Chi and Wang Qi over had not yet left. When he saw the tiger head lifting Wang Qi up, his expression changed with fright. Just as he was about to step forward, he heard Wang Qi burst into laughter.
When Wang Qi smiled, Hu Tou also laughed, but there was no sign of grievance or crying.
The change was so fast that the driver could not react for a while.
Wang Qi was already patting Hutou's arm and said excitedly: "Hutou, go up the mountain, go up the mountain, it just so happens that my brother is too lazy to walk!"
The tiger head was really obedient, holding Wang Qi in his arms, and strode up the mountain.
The coachman's face turned purple after seeing this, and he looked at the Tao Chi for help: "Second Young Master, our Seventh Young Master is like this..."
The Taoist Chi said: "Uncle, don't worry, Hutou has a good sense of control and won't hit Brother Seventh." While he was talking, he took out a piece of broken silver and handed it to the coachman: "Uncle, keep it for tea."
The coachman hurriedly thanked him for the reward, but still looked at the mountain road with some worry. When the tiger head and Wang Qi could not be seen, he turned around with his whip.
The Taoist idiot walked up the mountain step by step along the steps.
Not far ahead, bursts of laughter could be heard from time to time. It seemed that Wang Qi and Hu Tou were having a great time playing the game of "lifting people up". These two guys were heartless, but they took the Tao Chi's heart into consideration.
The grief dissipated a lot.
It’s not just because the deceased is gone.
In the mountains at the beginning of August, it was still early autumn. Although Anlu was located in the south, the vegetation in the forest was still green and lush, but the sunshine was not that abundant. Walking on the stone road, the autumn breeze was blowing.
The Taoist idiot took out the old monk's letter from his sleeve and opened it.
In the first paragraph of the old monk's will, he explained that he was the fourth generation descendant of the Anlu royal family and the third abbot of Xishan Temple. Before him, the ancestors of the Anlu royal family and three generations of ancestors had all taken refuge in Xishan Temple;
The second paragraph is to warn him to be grateful. If someone knows something good, he must repay him with three points, which is the way to be loyal. The third paragraph is to warn him that as a man, he should stand upright and fulfill his responsibilities for his family.
It seems to be just an ordinary letter, but it seems that through this letter you can see the earnest teachings of an octogenarian to the young man he raised. Only Taoist idiots know the true meaning.
Holding these two thin pieces of paper, he felt that they were worth more than a thousand pieces of gold. If he were a treacherous villain, he wouldn't have to be so entangled, but he couldn't be a complete villain.
The first paragraph explains the "key" to a share of the Wang family's gold; the second paragraph allows the Taoist idiot to use this "ancestral property" and demands one for three; the third paragraph is about accepting the "aid" from the Wang family
, and also bear the responsibility of taking care of the clan members.
Regarding the fact that the ancestors of the Wang family had a treasure trove of gold, the old monk had previously spoken out about it. Not only did the ancestor of the Wang family leave a treasure trove of 100,000 gold, but also the second abbot of Xishan Temple and the third generation abbot, the old monk.
Hidden gold. The gold leaves that the Taoist idiot took back from Xishan Temple were taken out by the old monk from his own hidden gold.
The gold of the first generation ancestor was saved while conquering the world. At that time, the ancestor of the Wang family gave up their great future and retired from the army to return to the Wang family. This was not only due to injuries and illnesses, but also because he accidentally discovered a hidden gold and hid it.
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The gold was divided into two parts by the founder of the Wang family. One part was sold to buy land in Anlu, and the other part was hidden in Xishan as a backup to leave a way out in case the position in Anlu was unstable.
The secret of hiding gold was passed down orally from the ancestors of the Wang family. Each time, a person with a firm mind was selected, and even the clan leaders in charge of the sacrifices did not know about it. This purpose was of course to prevent someone from taking advantage of the money and taking advantage of it.
Public property becomes private property.
As for the gold hidden by the ancestors of three generations and the old monk, it goes without saying that it is mostly due to the "borrow one and pay three back" rule.
Thinking of this, the Taoist idiot couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was only twelve years old in his little body. How could the old monk see such a "strong mind"?
This is too irresponsible. If you place three portions of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of gold in front of him, are you not afraid that he will become greedy?
But it has to be said that the entrustment of the "ancestral property" by the old monk has made the situation of Taoist idiots bigger, and they no longer have to suffer from financial constraints. Even in the officialdom, Taoist idiots are full of confidence and no longer have to work for money.
However, it is not easy to achieve this "borrow one and repay three".
The Taoist Chi received the letter and thought about it slowly. It seemed that he had to find a way to make money. Even if the gold could be used in an emergency, the family's income would always need to be concealed.
Now, it makes sense to buy a shop in the name of adding a dowry to my sister, and it is not offensive.
Before I knew it, I had passed the mountain gate and entered Xishan Temple.
The two male servants who were left behind by the Wang family returned to the clan house after the old monk passed away. Now the people who look after the temple are an old couple who are also servants of the clan clan. With the death of the old monk, Xishan Temple will be closed. The reason why Wang Zhen
The previous two healthy servants were transferred back, and a pair of old servants were appointed to look after the temple. If they were not elderly people, some of them could bear the loneliness of living in the mountains.
Both of these old servants are very responsible people, so I gave them a courtesy when they met.
Seeing that the couple were getting older, Dao Chi couldn't help but think of the steps on the back mountain. Otherwise, carrying the water up the mountain was a problem, but when he asked, he learned the secret of the kitchen courtyard, which is in the west wing.
In a general store that had been sealed in the early years, there was actually a well that was not abandoned. After the old servant couple went up the mountain, they turned the windlass on the well, and the well finally saw the light of day again.
There is obviously a well in the yard, but the Taoist idiot has watched Mr. Wang carry water every day since he was a child. It seems that he regards carrying water as a spiritual practice. When he grew up, the same thing happened.
The Taoist idiot felt a little bored and turned back to the meditation room.
Wang Qi and Hu Tou didn't know whether they had had enough fun or some other reason, but they followed Dao Chi into the meditation room obediently.
There were still a few old futons on the ground. Dao Chi sat down in his usual spot, looked at the futon that the old monk used most, and said nothing for a while.
The old monk's body has been burned, and no one has set up a memorial tablet. Only these old things in front of him seem to still have traces of the old monk everywhere.
Wang Qi put down the large basket in his hand, opened the cotton cloth covering it, and revealed the items inside. Inside were white spiritual masters, white wax, sandalwood, ghost money and other items.
"My uncle asked someone to prepare it?" Dao Chi asked.
Wang Qi nodded and said: "Well, my grandfather said that if you feel uncomfortable, you can set up an incense case yourself to offer sacrifices."
The Taoist idiot looked at the spirit master and said in a low voice: "Old monk doesn't like to be restrained. Don't let this spirit master restrain him."
He asked Hu Tou to get a pottery basin, burned the spirit master and the money, leaving only white wax and sandalwood. He lit three sticks of incense in front of the futon where the old monk usually sat.
The Taoist Chi was extremely calm, but Wang Qi noticed his depression, pulled the tiger's head and bowed in front of the incense burner, and the two of them exited the Zen room.
After a while, the sound of wooden fish came from the Zen room, accompanied by the sound of low-pitched chanting.
Wang Qi felt her heart tightening as she listened, and whispered to Hu Tou: "Is Erlang being stimulated and wanting to be a monk?"
Hu Tou only looked at him with his head tilted and did not respond.
The sound of chanting sutras and the sound of wooden fish in the Zen room continued until around dinner.
Wang Qi and Hu Tou took the food from the old servant and brought it to the Zen room. When Wang Qi was thinking about how to persuade him to let Dao Chi eat, Dao Chi had already picked up a bowl of porridge and started eating with pickles. It was hard to tell.
I have a great appetite, but I am not anorexic.
Wang Qi wanted to comfort her, but she held it back. She didn't feel that her younger brother was cold-hearted, but admired his self-control. It was like he was always in control of his joys and sorrows, instead of his joys and sorrows controlling him.
Wang Qi unexpectedly began to reflect, and then found helplessly that whether compared with the Taoist idiot who looked like a little adult, or compared with the childish tiger head who spoke and behaved like a child, he seemed to have no advantages.
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For a moment, he was in a state of drowsiness. He only felt that the food tasted like chewing wax, and he had no intention of criticizing the blandness of the food...
After a night of silence, the Taoist idiot still entered the Zen room the next day.
After a night, Wang Qi jumped up and down again, leaving some space for the Taoist idiot. Instead of stepping forward, she took the tiger's head and went to play in the back mountain.
By the time he came back, it was almost noon, and the sound of clouds coming from the front yard.
Wang Qi and Hu Tou went over to take a look. Outside the door was a young man in plain clothes.
"Sanlang, why are you here?" Wang Qi asked in surprise.
Wang Sanlang was alone, and he also brought a basket of sacrificial supplies in his hand. He said, "I went to see Erlang. I heard that Erlang and Seventh Brother came to worship, so I followed them."
Since neither Jingzhe nor Liqiu followed him to Xishan, Wang Sanlang did not bring a young servant with him. When he saw the tiger's head, he felt a little puzzled and wondered if he was a brother of some clan.
Hutou looked at Wang Sanlang with unabashed curiosity on his face.
Wang Qi saw it and said to Hutou with a smile: "This is Erlang's biological brother. Doesn't he look like Erlang?"
Hutou tilted his head and stared at Saburo for a long time. Fang nodded slowly and then shook his head.
Wang Qi smiled and said: "You said they are similar but not alike... Erlang is like a little old man. If Sanlang also becomes a little old man, wouldn't my brother be suffocated to death..."
Since the old monk passed away, Xishan Temple has become an empty house without an owner, and the previous clan rules about who can and cannot enter have also become empty words.
Seeing Wang Sanlang coming over, Dao Chi did not feel disturbed, but instead felt a little happy.
He looked at Wang Sanlang and said: "Master and I have a favor. Third brother should also fast for a few days with his younger brother to express his condolences!"
He said it confidently, and Wang Sanlang answered happily: "Yes, even if Erlang doesn't say it, I will do the same."
Wang Qi was standing by, but he couldn't stand it anymore, and jumped to his feet and said: "Erlang, what's wrong with you kid? Could it be that Sanlang is your elder brother, and I am not your elder brother? Why should you leave me behind..."