MTL - Sword of Coming-Chapter 1009 Learned mountaineering at a young age

As soon as Jing Zhe passes, Dou refers to Ding, the spring equinox is approaching, Dou refers to Ren.

The courtyard is quiet, and the wind dissolves and melts the moon. The ghost in red dress, called Miss Xue by the Taoist priests, put on a simple and elegant white dress tonight and came here to enjoy the flowers.

After all, female ghosts are also women, and there are so many underwear and skirts in the house that they are full of big boxes.

But she is just a self-respect, and it has nothing to do with the kind of woman who pleases herself.

After all, that middle-aged Taoist priest, in terms of appearance, is really not good enough, and he is a mediocre man who can't come out of money and can't stand it.

The walls are full of flowers, and there is a swing in the courtyard.

She sat on the wooden board, tugging at the rope with both hands, and then hanging on the ground with her toes, a swing gently swayed.

In fact, before the Taoist monks moved in, the house had long been deserted, overgrown with weeds and snakes and rats.

Today, everything is orderly, with flowers blooming in the courtyard, and the splendor is vying for glory.

The middle-aged Taoist priest, who was the biggest hero, was squatting at the top of the steps, holding a white bowl filled with some kind of herbal juice in one hand, and a wooden brush in the other, wiping his teeth there, occasionally raising his head, his throat gurgling. Ring, spit out the water again, and "wash" the teeth again.

She asked: "It's just a soup made from dandelion, used to wash your teeth. Is it really as mysterious as you say? Can it help people stabilize their teeth and strengthen their bones?"

Dandelions are like weeds, also known as Huanghualang. They grow at will in the gaps between stone and bricks. It seems that it is not uncommon to describe this thing in the collection of flower sketches and picture albums under the sky.

"What are you doing to deceive you, do you have any money to make?"

The Taoist priest had just raised his head to take a sip of water, and now he nodded vigorously, and said vaguely: "If it is made into a kind of elixir of immortal family on the mountain, the old man with white beard and hair can take it, and his hair will turn white and black. , the teeth are regenerated, young and strong men eat it, it is even more amazing, the effect is excellent, like Zhang Hou, although he is a teenager, but often stays up all night reading with the light on, taking this pill, the eyes and ears are clear, and the muscles and bones are strong, it is completely out of the question. ."

Xue Ruyi smiled and said, "What a coincidence, the Taoist priest happened to have such a bottle of secret elixir on hand, right? The price is not cheap, but acquaintances can get a 50% discount?"

"No, how can there be such a coincidence in the world."

The Taoist priest tilted his head and spat out a sip of water, placed the wooden brush in the white bowl, put it at his feet, shook his head and said, "Miss Xue, do you still remember the porridge and vegetables from a few days ago? She also said that it was fresh and delicious. Ask Pindao if it is What kind of vegetables are here, but Pindao sold it at a time, and deliberately didn't say it. In fact, it is the early spring leaf seedlings of this dandelion. Just put it in a pot and cook it, and then mix it with Pindao's secret hot sauce and sesame oil. Take it. Come and eat white rice porridge, the mountains and seas are incomparable."

Xue Ruyi nodded. In the matter of rewarding the Five Zang Temples, the Taoist priest was very good at it, and he didn't spend much money.

The Taoist priest asked tentatively: "If Miss Xue is sincere, I can make a pot of medicinal herbs according to the prescription. Zhang Hou wants to pass the academy exam. Recently, I have been studying too hard, so I need to make up for it. It will take a while. , Dandelion will get old, and the effect of the medicinal pill will not be so good."

Xue Ruyi rolled her eyes and walked around in such a big circle, don't you want to cheat money from my pocket?

Without the need for others to push, a swing swings on its own, high and low, she looks at the high and low flowers and plants.

Vaguely remembered many years ago, the red wall and yellow plum, it was very beautiful.

According to this Taoist priest, a person is lucky enough to be born in a prosperous world, and he can forget all his worries. If he is proficient in the art of planting flowers and plants, it is like spring in all seasons, which can teach people not to know that old age is coming.

Therefore, a courtyard is well-organized, whether it is planted on the ground or in pots, with lush flowers and plants, fragrant and fragrant, and different flower species bloom in sequence, either thick but not demonic, or light but not cold.

In the courtyard of the house, there are as many as seven or eight kinds of flowers that the Taoist priests use as pots to welcome the spring. In addition to the pine, bamboo and plum, there are also several pots of flowers that the Taoist priests call the "master" of the spring.

A few words are beautifully said, but in fact, they were taken out by Taoist priests to sell for money.

For example, there is a pot of old flowers that I don’t know where the scholar brought them. The branches are as thick as a woman’s arm, some of them have peeled off the skin, and the old roots protrude like dragon claws. Even if it's just a layman, Xue Ruyi knows about this bonsai and doesn't have to worry about high-priced buyers.

The few books of peony, which the Taoist priests called "spring flowers of the palace", were planted in the sunny place. When the weather was cold, the Taoist priests also specially covered them with straw. After the spring of this year, the Taoist priests will water them every day, and they will germinate. Before, he had specially watered manure to fertilize once, and Xue Ruyi frowned.

Xue Ruyi glanced at the few flowerpots neatly placed in the corner of the wall.

Many bonsai came and went in the courtyard, probably all of them were replaced with pieces of broken silver, but this flower was not touched after it appeared. It may be that the Taoist priest liked it very much, and of course it was more likely that it could not sell for a good price. , just don't sell it.

She stretched out her finger and asked, "Which pots of 'golden belts' do you love the most?"

This flower has a more popular name, jasmine.

The Taoist priest raised his head and glanced at the corner of the wall, nodded and said: "Piandao is like a famous commander and soldier, the more the better, the more you will come. This flower is the first to welcome the spring, and it can bloom before the plum blossom, and it blooms more and lasts for a long time. , so Pindao likes this flower the most, there is no one."

She asked absently, "Wu Di, what is your real name?"

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said, "Chen Jianxian. Seeing the view, the sage's sage."

She was taken aback, is she so frank?

The Taoist suggested sincerely, "Miss Xue can call me by my full name in the future."

Recite the name twice, Chen Jianxian, Chen Jianxian? Xue Ruyi finally sighed, "If a dog can't spit out ivory, there's no truth to it!"

Wu Di, invincible. Chen Jianxian, Chen Jianxian?

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said: "Okay, why are you scolding people, Pindao is old now, and he is good at self-cultivation, so when Pindao was young and vigorous, he had to talk to you, especially It's the youthful years of jealousy, huh."

A veritable liar.

Xue Ruyi was too lazy to answer this question and asked, "I haven't asked, what are you doing here in the capital?"

"Reminiscing."

"Reminiscing the old? Who to look for? Relatives, distant relatives? Or friends you know in the arena? You can't get along well outside, and plan to find friends on the road to eat and eat together, and partner to deceive people?"

The Taoist priest who called himself Chen Jianxian shook his head and smiled, "None of them."

Xue Ruyi suddenly became interested, and joked: "It's not always looking for revenge, right?"

She turned her head and glanced at the Taoist priest, maybe because she thought this statement was too interesting, she couldn't help laughing, and laughed to herself, "It's just you? Even me can't scare me, I really want to talk to people. Provocation and fight, how many young men have you beaten?"

The Taoist said with a smile, "Did you not see that I practice boxing and walking every morning and night? There is no need for immortality at all. It's not a problem to hit two or three young and strong men with my bare hands."

She rolled her eyes, and just walked back and forth a few steps. There are dozens of martial arts gyms in the capital. It is estimated that any martial arts style can knock you down.

"Let's talk about it, if it's really looking for revenge, I can help you make plans, maybe there will be a murder case, and I can help you cover your escape."

She's also a great watcher.

The Taoist priest shook his head and said, "Miss Xue, stop guessing, it's just reminiscing about the old days. It's not the actions of a good and innocent person like me who is making a fuss."

If he hadn't known about a certain long-term plan of the Ma family in advance, he would definitely have come to Yuxuanguo earlier to "reminisce".

Of course, it was meaningless for the two sides to meet earlier, and it is very likely that they would not be able to seek revenge, but instead they would be cut down by the enemy.

After escorting Li Baoping and the others to the Great Sui Academy, the first time they traveled south to Baopingzhou, they met Ma Kuxuan in a foreign land and had a fight.

The world is unpredictable, and I never thought that the second time I traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I would stay there for so long.

After successfully returning to the vast world, starting a sect, building a sect, borrowing the mountains and rivers to make up for the lack of land, and going to the outside world to practice swords...

Xue Ruyi said for no reason, "Dogs that bite people never bark. I think a person like you looks like a piece of soft dough, but if you get ruthless, you will be extremely ruthless."

The Taoist looked calm and smiled: "The world's joys and sorrows, love and hatred, all are like slowly brewing wine. Only when you open the mud seal and drink, you must be happy, and it must be booze."

Xue Ruyi turned her head, "It's scary."

The Taoist smiled and said, "There are no people who are not afraid of the sky and the earth."

She had no reason to remember that there were officials in the nearby county government office, there were loan sharks in private, and they sold illicit salt at the same time. Of course, officials would not do it in person. The backer of the backer seems to be a servant of the Ministry of Punishment. As for who the backer of the servant is, she does not know, Lord Shangshu? His Majesty the Emperor? Or a certain immortal who has successfully cultivated Taoism on the mountain?

Xue Ruyi asked, "You said that they are all so rich, why don't they know how to stop it? After earning money that can't be spent in several lifetimes, the family has piled up a mountain of silver, right?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "There are so many so-called ice-cutting houses, if they don't behave like this, they are dedicated to scavenging people's fat, they are busy knocking on their bones every day, and they have no taboos in dealing with the world. Yes. There's a sequence hidden here, but it's actually not complicated."

Xue Ruyi choked for a while.

Talking to him and chatting is fine, but as long as the truth is involved, it's boring.

In the past, this Taoist priest would also follow many people to the frozen river, chisel the ice and sell it for money, as if he was willing to touch any business that could make money, such as bonsai, he was very good at it.

She remembered that not long after the Taoist priest came to the house, she could roughly see the character of the other party, no matter how obsessed he was with money, he only said that in the matter of men and women, he was indeed a decent gentleman.

So before, she used to tease this serious man like a Taoist. As a result, one day the Taoist made her sick with just one sentence. After that, she no longer wanted to tease the Taoist. She was sitting on this swing at the time, and the middle-aged Taoist priest was also sitting on the steps behind him, turning his head and smilingly asked Wu Di if he was looking at her ass.

In fact, before that, Taoist priests would pretend not to hear some of her nasty words and never speak up.

It was estimated that she was really annoying, so the Taoist priest said, "I'm bigger, can I pull a few more pounds of shit?"

vulgar! Dirty!

Xue Ruyi sighed for no reason, "Flowers and plants fall."

Whether it is a cultivator or a ghost or a ghost, there is no difference between seeing life, old age, sickness and death under the mountain, and ordinary masters watching the flowers blooming and falling in this courtyard.

She turned her head and asked, "How did you become a Qi practitioner?"

The Taoist smiled and said, "By chance, I learned mountain climbing when I was young."

She turned her head and said softly, "You are a smart person. You must have guessed it. As a ghost, the reason why I can live here for a long time must be something I rely on."

The Taoist nodded, understanding it very well, it was not difficult to guess, "There is someone above."

On the side of the City God Temple in the capital, there was a high-ranking civil judge, who seemed to be old acquaintances with her during their respective lifetimes.

The judge had visited the mansion twice and met her. However, it is a bit like a private visit in a micro-service, and there is no fanfare.

Yin and Yang each have their own official offices. As the capital city of Yuxuan, there are 24 divisions set up as usual. As the right-hand man of the Lord of the City God, this civil judge rules over six divisions, including the head of the divisions, the Yin and Yang Division. But this is the old yellow calendar that has been turned over. Now, it's hard to say.

As long as it is in the officialdom, no matter the level of knowledge and ability, regardless of the world and the underworld, you are afraid of being a little bit out of society.

Xue Ruyi suddenly turned her head, her face was frosty and full of suffocation.

The Taoist said helplessly, "Miss Xue, you are all serious people, what are you thinking?"

Let’s just say, read less novels by talented and beautiful women, and read more classics and commentaries.

Xue Ruyi said angrily, "Then you know what I'm thinking?!"

The Taoist priest said: "If you want to add sin, there is no excuse."

Seeing that the female ghost still looked ugly, the Taoist priest had to explain: "You say that the poor are greedy for money, but lustful? Miss Xue, you can't trust the character of the poor, but you can't help but believe in your own eyesight?"

Xue Ruyi felt that this statement was reasonable.

The Taoist priest asked curiously: "Can you take the liberty to ask, where is the backing of Miss Xue in the officialdom? How big an official must be? In order for Miss Xue to settle down a few steps away from the county government office, there is no one on the county seat. Any ghost official will come to the door."

Xue Ruyi sneered and said, "I'm good friends with the shackled general of the Temple of the County God, are you afraid?"

The Taoist secretly swallowed his saliva and stood up,

Chao Na County Town God Temple clasped his fists in the distance, shook it vigorously a few times, and said solemnly: "Poor Dao is dedicated to cultivation, has a righteousness, and is never afraid of walking at night. Not to mention the shackles general, who is in charge of punishing traitors and eliminating evil. The most impartial law enforcement, especially the shackled generals of our county, and the seventh and eighth masters, are well-known officials! If Pindao could speak at the Temple of the City God, he would have suggested that these three adults should be promoted. reused."

Xue Ruyi rubbed her brows. You can't even listen to you.

This place is no better than other places, and the county **** doesn't care.

"Chen Jianxian, don't you have a woman you like?"

Otherwise, it would be so homeless.

"Yes, why not."

"Really?"

Xue Ruyi knew that the other party was a genuine Qi trainer, although the realm was not worth mentioning, two realms? If you die, you are a three-level Qi trainer? But after all, one foot stepped on the mountain.

She joked: "Which girl, how old are you, is it your age, or a young woman? The other party is obsessed with you, so he will look at you? When you are middle-aged, everything will stop, you say you are so old. Now, there are more than forty people, and nothing has been accomplished, relying on a sect’s private messenger to sway all day long, find a chance to bring it over and show it to me, oh, I have to split you up, so as not to harm others.”

In fact, this Taoist priest set up a stall every day for fortune-telling, and made a lot of money. Compared with the ordinary small households in the capital, it was still better.

It's just that as a Qi trainer, it's not enough. Just like this every day, how many years can you earn a snow money?

Chen Ping'an smiled, "Then you can't break it up."

Xue Ruyi turned her head and jokingly said, "The woman who can like you doesn't look very good, doesn't she?"

The middle-aged man sitting on the steps laughed it off, just put his arms around his chest, looked up at the moon, and his eyes were gentle.

Xue Ruyi pouted.

Ouch, sour.

Maybe the man behind him is useless, maybe the woman who is thinking about her is really ordinary, but they are in love with each other.

A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost, rhetoric.

But eyes can't deceive people.

The Taoist priest took out a vermilion wine gourd, an old object with a glossy pulp.

Xue Ruyi smelled the aroma of the wine and couldn't help but ask, "Which wine is so fragrant?"

The Taoist said with a smile: "The wine brewed at home is naturally delicious. It is recognized that it is cheap and high-quality, but you have to drink it sparingly."

Xue Ruyi simply got up and stood on the swing.

I remember when the middle-aged Taoist priest first moved to the house, a swing was left unattended, and there was a series of silver bell-like laughter.

The Taoist priest was so frightened that he immediately grabbed a stack of talismans from his sleeves, his wrists were trembling, he took out the fire book, and after igniting the talisman, he held it high, stepped on the bucket, and swayed around. Running away, shouting some mantras and incantations from an unknown Taoist lineage, slamming the door of the house, moving very fast, crackling, and plastering the door, walls and windows with worthless yellow paper talismans .

The Taoist priest looked at the back standing on the swing, sighed, lifted the wine gourd in his hand, and took a sip of wine silently.

The specious scene is also a swing in the wall outside the wall.

Xue Ruyi joked: "By the way, who are you looking for to reminisce? You have been in the capital for so long, and you haven't seen each other? It's so difficult to meet each other, is it His Majesty the Emperor?"

The Taoist priest seemed reluctant to mention this and changed the subject, "In a few days, it will be the spring equinox. Miss Xue should pay more attention."

From the time of the day to the spring equinox, it is just right that the yin and yang phase are half, day and night are equal, and the cold and summer are flat, the thinning of the yin and yang phase is thunder, and the excitement is electricity.

For the ghosts in the world, it is a relatively difficult time after the zhejing and before the Qingming Festival, especially after the spring equinox, when the yang qi gradually rises to attack the yin, and thunder occurs.

Xue Ruyi obviously didn't care. Although she was a female ghost, she belonged to a virtuous creature who had successfully cultivated the Tao.

The middle-aged Taoist just mentioned it casually, rubbed his hands and said: "On the spring equinox, I will show my hands again, and set up a table for you to eat spring vegetables, bamboo shoots, green wormwood, spring buds... Pindao travels south and north, go to After the spring equinox, there are peach blossoms near Caiyiguo. The mandarin fish and crucian carp in the river, steamed and braised, are all delicious. Further south, near the sea, if it is this season, come to a large plate of fried yellow sand clams. Leek, tsk."

Xue Ruyi said angrily, "Do you only know how to eat?"

The Taoist smiled and said, "The people take food as their heaven."

Xue Ruyi choked for a moment, jumped off the swing, interlaced her fingers, and stretched.

The Taoist priest looked up at the sky and said softly, "It is a good year if there is rain on the spring equinox, but this year, the boundary of the capital is estimated to be sunny and rainless that day."

Looking back, the Taoist said with a smile: "Pindao pinches his fingers, there may be thunder on the day of Qingming, and the movement is relatively large. At that time, Miss Xue doesn't need to think too much."

Xue Ruyi sneered: "It turns out that Chen Daochang is not only a man, but also a god? A real person doesn't show his appearance."

The Taoist priest said: "There are all kinds of knowledge, difficult and easy, but they are all 'accumulated thoughts and interpretations'. It is not difficult, and it is not difficult."

Xue Ruyi shook her wrist and planned to return.

The Taoist priest pointed to the flower hall on the side of the main hall behind him, "Miss Xue, in the past few days, Pindao may use this treasure to say hello to Miss Xue first."

Xue Ruyi nodded and asked suspiciously, "What are you going to do? Are you going to entertain friends? Are you worried that I will run out and disrupt the situation?"

The Taoist shook his head and smiled: "The secret cannot be revealed."

Xue Ruyi reminded: "It's okay to have a banquet, but don't call a few brothel women over to play and cheer up, it's smoky!"

The Taoist priest waved his hands again and again, "It takes dozens of taels of silver, whether to drink or drink money."

Xue Ruyi sneered and said, "I know the market, it really is because people are not romantic because they are poor."

The Taoist priest said with a smile: "Men are most afraid of pretending to be stupid. They have money to do things, but they also have no money to be tempted. It is a real honest duty to be as beautiful as a poor Taoist."

Xue Ruyi floated away.

The Taoist priest stepped into the side hall, glanced at the long table, nodded, clenched his fists and twisted it gently, preparing to go to the residence to fetch the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and show his skills here.

As soon as he turned his head, the Taoist priest saw a head facing the ground hanging in front of his eyes. He subconsciously smashed it with a fist, and the fist stopped at the door of the ghost's face. He said angrily, "Xue Ruyi, it will scare people to death!"

The female ghost floated to the ground, and the Taoist walked out of the side hall with high morale. She followed behind and asked, "Why do you use the flower hall?"

The Taoist said badly: "It's not easy to live in the capital, Ma Wuye's grass is not fat, and a poor Taoist can't make money and rent."

The female ghost yawned, "I'm surprised, you are a three-legged cat qi trainer, and you are also a qi trainer anyway, so you like money so much?"

"To live a life, to recognize money but not people, don't have the word 'only'. To be an immortal, the so-called real person is nothing but serious and not recognizing people, and don't have the word 'only'."

"Cultivation of the Tao, there are thousands of roads, and all methods can only be explained in one word."

Xue Ruyi frowned and asked, "Why?"

"Heart."

"The body and spirit are one, and the heart and spirit are in harmony."

Probably because he has traveled abroad for many years and is accustomed to the rivers and lakes, he is very aware of some sloppy sidewalks. In short, this fake Taoist is not high in cultivation and has a lot of knowledge.

Anyway, no matter what she talks about, she can pick up the conversation.

The Taoist priest said while walking, "Earth immortals, earth immortals, land immortals, half of heaven and earth, living in the world with refinement, permanent residence in the human world, longevity, almost immortal."

"Ghost cultivators are called ghosts and immortals. It's just that compared to the former real people on the land, they are still slightly inferior. After all, they are ghosts who have abandoned the body of the Yang God, leaving only the Yin God. The real Dao, so the idols are unknown, the three mountains are nameless, although it is possible not to fall into reincarnation, but it is still difficult to get green, there is nowhere to go before, there is nowhere to go back, it is more difficult to prove the Tao..."

Xue Ruyi followed, listening in a daze. She had heard a lot of things for the first time.

I don't know which mystical wild history novel he copied from.

Seeing that the middle-aged Taoist stopped and started to pull out his sleeves, he raised his head and smiled and said, "Miss Xue, we are all so familiar with each other, so it is not a coincidence. A talisman together. Why don't you do business with a pen? A cultivator such as Miss Xue has the most miraculous effect. Just take a bath and fast, then burn the talisman, light three incense sticks, recite it a few times in your heart, and so-and-so pays respect to Sanshanjiu Mr. Hou, there is no red tape, and the effect is so good that it is unbelievable!"

She sneered: "The old trick is repeated, and you have to kill it again?! Don't you know a new trick?"

The Taoist sighed, "Don't talk about other talismans, it is indeed a little bit worse, but do you see how I ever took the initiative to sell talismans with Miss Xue? Only this talisman is genuine and innocent, and buying one is a small one. Earn, buy a stack is a big profit, in short, the more you buy, the more you earn, if the poor Taoist has a good relationship with Miss Xue, he will never show it to others easily."

Xue Ruyi sneered: "It's so good, why don't you use it yourself?"

The Taoist looked at her with pity in his eyes.

It's the look in the eyes of a wise man pitying a fool.

She knew that she was blundering, and it was true that the other party said that she was a cultivator. He hesitated for a while, then beckoned, "Let me take a look first, and check the pros and cons."

Ordinary yellow talisman paper, ground cinnabar for ink, and three mountain tops are drawn on the talisman paper. It's weird and doesn't look like a serious talisman.

Don't take this advantage, although she has made up her mind, she still asked: "How many coins do you sell for a talisman?"

The Taoist priest complained: "What are you thinking, how many copper coins? You can't even buy a piece of talisman paper!"

Xue Ruyi said, "The old Liutou shop on the next street, such inferior yellow paper, only sells a few dollars for a knife? If Chen Daochang cuts it smaller, wouldn't it be a huge profit?"

It is no wonder that the Taoist priest calls out “Brother” every time he sees Old Liutou.

"The talisman paper is not expensive and the technique is high. It is said that if the mountain is not high, there is an immortal spirit.

Seeing that the Taoist priest was calm and blushing, he took out a few more talismans from his sleeves, "Forget it, Miss Xue has a good eye, it doesn't matter, these poor Taoist rank are better, but the price is a bit more expensive. The ones at the bottom of the box are usually kept secret..."

Tsk tsk, as expected of a businessman who is used to doing business, interlocking with each other, and a lot of backhands.

"Don't be a poor Taoist one by one, Chen Xianshi, aren't you too embarrassed to panic?"

Xue Ruyi threw the talisman back to the Taoist priest and walked away.

Spring equinox, no rain, and warm earth.

On the outskirts of the capital, apart from those officials’ sons and daughters in fresh clothes and angry horses, there are many beauties by the water, with spring flags curling on their heads.

The air is full of kites, dexterous swallows, extremely long centipedes, or meet and fight with kites and harriers. The time-honored kite shops in the capital made a lot of money.

According to the court etiquette system, the emperor and monarch must sacrifice to the sun on the altar on the spring equinox.

After the sacrifice today, His Majesty the Emperor of Yuxuan will ask the yamen of the Ministry of Rites to send a picture of a spring ox made by the imperial palace to Beijing officials of the fourth rank or above, and a red paper with a dragon pattern on the second opening, printed with the second letter written by the bachelor of the Hanlin Academy. Fourteen solar terms, famous aphorisms, freshly released poems, and a picture of farming carefully drawn by the painting academy. Most of the people responsible for sending the pictures are young officials with good looks from the Ministry of Rites, and new scholars from other ministries and departments are often involved. On this day, they were known as the Spring Officials, and the concierge of the royal family and the generals and ministers all needed to return the Spring Officials a symbolic red envelope. Up and down, there are also "said spring people" with similar identities in the capital. Officials send pictures to the officials, and some people who are active and have a good way to make money send pictures to the rich. After knocking on the door, they say something similar to the host. The auspicious dialect is against the farming season and five winds and ten rains. After a busy day, as long as you have smart legs and walks, you can earn a lot of money. Of course, there are more closed doors. Some wealthy portals who are frequently knocked on the door to ask for red envelopes are too troublesome, so they directly let the concierge drive people away.

In the capital of Yuxuanguo, some experienced people who say spring will go to Yongjia Street, even if they walk a long way. Most of the streets are from extremely wealthy families. Otherwise, they would not use the county name to name the street. It wasn't until they were in the market that people in the spring came to send pictures, but they only went to a family with the surname of Ma, because they would definitely not run in vain, and everyone could get a big red envelope. It is said that the concierge of this family distributes red envelopes there all day long. As long as they come to the door to send pictures, and say a few good words like the harvest of the harvest and the good weather, then those who see it will have a share, which is a full six taels of silver! No matter how tired the concierge of the Ma family was, all the people who sent the pictures were full of smiles and very kind.

There are two counties in the capital, roughly the rich and the rich in the north and the poor in the south, the latter mainly under the jurisdiction of the Changning County Government.

Two Shuichun people who ran from the north to the south to make a living, one year old and one young man, one gave a picture of a spring cow and the other said auspiciousness.

Words, from morning to night, I ran for a day, digging out the filial piety that must be turned over to a certain Jianghu gang, in fact, they only earned three taels of silver, there is no way, this seemingly temporary business, year after year, there are also many Doorways and rules need to be followed. Not everyone can be considered a spring man, let alone someone who can run around and knock on the door. There is a certain opportunity to "pick up leaks" in the streets of Fangshi. In the twilight, the teenagers are fine, but the old people are a little tired. On this street, they should not knock on the door. Legs, it looks like they are going to return empty-handed. Are the residents in this street so poor? Logically speaking, being so close to the Changning County Government Office, it shouldn't be so difficult. Previously, the old man gritted his teeth and bought a street with eight coins and people to send pictures of the spring, eight coins and silver, just like this, the old man No frown, no splash.

The young man said that he was going to try his luck elsewhere, but the old man smiled and said no, and the young man with the basket on his back squatted down and helped the old man lightly beat his legs.

The door of the house creaked open, and a middle-aged Taoist priest stepped out. The young man immediately got up and took out a picture of a spring cow from the bamboo box behind him. Grandpa was already very tired, so the opening remarks that should have been said by grandfather, the young man followed all the way today, in fact, all When the memorization is too familiar, he will do it for him, but before the young man can speak, the Taoist priest waved his hand with a smile, and popped out two words, "Go together."

The word "companion" is more effective than any polite rejection.

The young man was greatly disappointed, with a suspicious look on his face. It doesn't matter if you don't give money, there is no need for an excuse. It's a normal thing, but why should the Taoist master lie to others.

The middle-aged Taoist priest stretched out his hand and took out a piece of rice paper from his sleeve, shook it lightly, stroked his beard and smiled: "In this large square city in Changning County, the draft of the Chunniu map was drawn by Pindao himself."

The old man immediately stood up, quickly glanced at the so-called spring ox map, first bowed his hands, and then asked with a smile, "Why does the Taoist still draw the spring ox map?"

The Taoist priest bowed his head and returned the salute with one hand, "Poor Dao is poor."

"Dare to ask how much is a picture of a spring ox drawn by Chang?"

"Ten pennies."

"The price is so low?! How come it's half cheaper than that in Yongjia County?"

The pictures sent by Shuo Chun in the market are almost rougher than the other, and they are different from the spring cow pictures made by the official family, regardless of the material or content.

"Poor and kind."

"Then can I book a hundred spring cow pictures with the Taoist priest next year?"

The Taoist priest shook his head and smiled: "Unfortunately, the poor Taoist just wandered here, temporarily settled down, and won't stay for a long time."

The boy finally opened his mouth and said tentatively, "I heard that there is a fortune-telling booth near the Changning county government office. The fortune-telling is very accurate. The palmistry, calligraphy and copper coin divination are very good."

The middle-aged Taoist stroked his beard and smiled, "This is a coincidence. If there is no accident, it is the poor Taoist that is far away from the horizon."

The young man's face was full of unexpected joy, "Is the Taoist priest really that stubborn Wu Xianchang?!"

The Taoist squinted his eyes and twitched his beard, "Lang got a false name."

On the other side of the wall, the ghost girl in the colorful skirt rolled her eyes.

The old man on the side of the steps hesitated to say anything, but just glanced at the young man who depended on each other, his eyes were full of longing and hope, and he couldn't bear to say anything.

The Taoist priest smiled and said: "This son, is it a marriage or a fortune?"

The young man blushed in an instant, why did he still call him Young Master? This Taoist priest was too kind.

The young man summoned his courage and said, "These are not counted, I just wanted to ask if I could ask the Taoist priest to help draw a few talismans, which is the kind of placing a pot on the side of the road, burning talisman paper in it, and paying homage to the ancestors from a distance. people."

The Taoist priest asked in confusion, "Why don't you go to the grave to sweep the tomb and burn paper during the Qingming Festival?"

The boy said, "My grandfather and I are from outside the country. We came from the south and walked a long way. We lost our home a long time ago."

The old man sighed. In fact, they were not grandfathers and grandchildren. The twists and turns were hard to describe.

At first, the old man took care of a child, and later the child took care of the old man.

The Taoist priest asked, "If there is such a talisman, how much would you pay to buy it?"

"All the money on me! If it's not enough for the time being, I can write an IOU with the Taoist priest!"

"How can you take it seriously? How much savings do you currently have?"

"I've saved seven or eight coins over the years, and a jar of copper coins!"

"Just so much?"

The young man was speechless. The old man feels guilty.

"Poor Dao can draw three official talismans, which can bless the deceased, forgive sins, and eliminate disasters and misfortunes."

The Taoist pondered silently, and after a while, shook his head, "It's just that this talisman is precious, your money is far from enough."

Just as the young man was about to speak, the Taoist priest was impatient, waved his sleeves, and began to order the guests, "Don't talk more."

The young man stood there, and the Taoist priest asked, "Give you ten days, are you willing to borrow it, steal it, and rob it, and collect a hundred taels of silver?"

The dark and thin boy lowered his head with a sad expression.

Fangcai Taoist priest looked at the boy, and looked at himself in the eyes of the boy.

Wait until the boy bows his thanks, and then leaves with the old man.

The homeless wanderer misses his hometown and is depressed.

The female ghost on the other side of the wall looked gloomy.

Words that hurt people have the pain of swords and halberds.

The Taoist priest suddenly stopped the young man, the young man turned his head blankly, and the Taoist priest said with a smile, "Tian Xingjian, a gentleman is self-improvement, and those who help themselves are helped by God."

The Taoist priest waved his hand, "Go."

The young man was stunned, and bowed again.

After the Taoist priest wrapped his arms around his sleeves, he turned around and walked back to the house.

Xue Ruyi stood in the door and sneered: "What a cultivator, he is really hard-hearted! If you can't help, don't pretend to be a ghost, take a step back and say that if you don't help, that's all. , disgusting not disgusting people!"

Originally, she had been with this fake Taoist who was all about making money, and after getting along for a long time, her impression improved, and she was still somewhat close. When she saw this scene with her own eyes today, she was really angry.

The Taoist said with a smile: "Those who are modest in heart have no false words."

The female ghost in the colorful skirt disappeared in a flash, and she said, "Within three days, get out of the house."

The priest smiled.

Night fell.

A chirping sounded in the far street.

The two painted door gods posted on the door of the mansion flashed with gold, and two high-ranking officials from the Temple of the City God walked out.

Xue Ruyi noticed the strangeness on the other side of the door, and hurriedly floated out from the attic, came to the entrance of the main hall to entertain guests, respectfully, and gave them a thousand blessings, and said softly, "I have seen Judge Hong, Sister Ji."

Judge Wen nodded slightly in greeting. He left the Temple of the City God this time with only one confidant, who had been in charge of the Yin-Yang Division for three hundred years.

The chief officials of the yin and yang divisions of the city **** temples in various places, as the head of the divisions, can be regarded as the first auxiliary officials of the city **** lord.

The female heroic spirit in an important position smiled and said: "Ruyi Niang, long time no see, stay safe."

Xue Ruyi was born in the palace at the beginning of the founding of the country, and specially for the empress who was just one step away from usurping the throne in the history of Yuxuan, she opened the box to check the pomegranate skirt and nicknamed Ruyi Niang.

She asked softly, "Has the head of the hospital trial also been appointed by default?"

The heroic spirit of the city god, nicknamed Sister Ji by Xue Ruyi, sighed, "Not only the chief of the case, but also the title of Huiyuan of Chunwei in the future must give way to a straw bag. In fact, the entire capital of Chunwei will try to make In the palace exam, it is not surprising that apart from Ma Che being the champion, other places such as second place, tanhua, and second-class biography have long been locked behind closed doors."

Xue Ruyi bit her lip, her face full of grief, "Why is this? If it's that Ma Che who has real talent and real learning, then that's all, why are those playboys able to enter the university?!"

The chief officer of the Department of Yin and Yang hesitated for a moment, and then explained the mystery in one sentence, "The military judge is involved."

Xue Ruyi said indignantly: "How dare they play such a child's game when it comes to the balance of a country's literary movement?! Ji Xiaoping, you, Judge Hong, and Lord Chenghuang, don't you care if you know this?!"

Ji Xiaoping said: "The military judge has its own set of rhetoric, which can explain to himself that it is not a matter of favoritism, which involves things such as ancestors' shadows, plus some good deeds in the world, Xue Ruyi, you can understand that it is some kind of cheating. It's a hole in the yin and ming regulations. And the mountain of the prince of Xiyue that governs the Yuxuan country..."

Judge Wen frowned and said, "Be careful."

Ji Xiaoping had to change her mind and said, "Unless it's a complaint, burn the talisman and throw the ultimatum to the picket division of the Xiyue Mountain Monarch's Mansion. It's just a leap of class complaint, which has always been a taboo in officialdom."

When Ji Xiaoping said this, she glanced at the court judge beside her with a complicated expression.

The judge Wen laughed at himself: "Although it's not a situation where it is impossible for the mud bodhisattva to cross the river, but now I am in the Temple of the City God, except for Ji Xiaoping's Yin and Yang Division, I can't mobilize anyone, to be honest, even the Wen Yun Division. I have already transferred to the military judge, and this is still the case with the Wenyun Division, let alone the rest of the divisions. Hehe, once the emperor and the courtier, yin and yang have the same goal."

The two divisions of cultural and martial arts in the Temple of the City God have no fixed number of powers, and they vary from place to place, just like the salt house of the nearby county government.

Because according to the agreement with the ancestors of Zhang's ancestors, as long as there is a first-class jinshi of the latter's descendants, she will complete the contract.

Ji Xiaoping said, "There is someone behind the scenes who deliberately wanted to transfer Mr. Hong from the City God Temple, the capital of Yuxuan."

Speaking of which, she said angrily, "A single mouse feces ruined a pot of porridge!"

Ji Xiaoping took a deep breath and continued to explain with Xue Ruyi: "Master Hong may go to the vicinity of Da Li's companion capital and serve as the Lord of the City God of Yizhou."

From the literary judge of the City God Temple, the capital of the Yuxuan Kingdom, to the Yizhou City God Lord of the Dali Dynasty, it is definitely not a relegation, but a solid official fortune.

Xue Ruyi immediately gave a blessing, restrained the anger in her heart, and congratulated softly: "This slave is here to congratulate Judge Hong on his promotion."

Judge Wen said with a gloomy expression: "In the officialdom, Gao Sheng is naturally Gao Sheng, but if he just leaves like this, he is not reconciled."

The city **** officials at all levels in the world are not as particular about human relationships as the officialdom in the world. They have no connections or incense to speak of, and they cannot interfere in other affairs from a distance. This is an unshakable iron law, unless a stranger is in a certain place and involves a similar murder case, the two city **** temples are likely to jointly handle the case.

Xue Ruyi smiled bitterly and said, "It's been through so many years, just wait a few more years."

Judge Wen glanced at the courtyard outside the window and said with a smile, "This Taoist priest who only has private sects, is a well-deserved elegant person."

Ji Xiaoping nodded and said, "Just by looking at the maintenance of those flowers and trees, you will know that this person is not bad. He is more like a mountain villager who is idle and lonely. He is definitely not the kind of money-loving person on the surface."

In a hut, the Taoist priest snored loudly.

Xue Ruyi got angry when she thought of this fellow, and said with a dark face, "He claims his real name is Chen Jianxian."

Ji Xiaoping shook her head and said, "If you've heard it, forget it, you can't take it seriously."

Judge Hong said with a smile: "This pseudonym is better. See the virtuous and think about it, choose the good and follow."

Take the law from the top, see the virtuous and think together, the gentleman is cautious and independent, and sees the incompetence and introspects.

Ji Xiaoping hesitated for a moment and said, "Miss Xue, this temporary resident, Master Hong and I can't see the depth of his morality, maybe he is the kind of expert who likes to play in the world, or maybe he is a liar, it's hard to say. After all, he is not a native of Yuxuan, so we can't check the files. Since we don't know his true origin, the customs clearance document linked to the private bun is clearly forged. The key point is that he has not violated any laws or regulations in the capital. , we can't get the secret book from other countries."

It is impossible for her to let the Temple of the City God deal with the Dali Dynasty for such a private matter.

The capital is so big, and the other party chose this house as the place to live, so Xue Ruyi couldn't help but suspect the other party's intentions. As the civil judge of the Temple of the City God, I visited this place twice before, not only to see my old friend, but also to determine the realm of this fake Taoist cultivation realm, and whether he had ulterior motives, and had some plans for the house and the secret treasure. Especially the kind of Yamazawa Yexiu who will do anything to achieve his goals, he can't use any means.

In fact, Chen Ping'an really just happened to pass by without any intention or intention.

A magic weapon that has long been a famous flower and has an owner. It is valuable for money, and it is not that kind of unowned thing. Is it possible to take it by force?

Ji Xiaoping's face suddenly changed dramatically and she said, "Is he here?"

Ma Kuxuan!

She didn't even dare to call her by her first name.

Judge Wen also had a headache, nodded and said, "I just entered the city. I drank a drink at Zhe'er Mountain God Song Yun before and disappeared. I don't know why I didn't enter the capital until now."

Inside the hut, the Taoist priest slowly opened his eyes, but soon his breath was like thunder.

(End of this chapter)