After hearing the congratulations and looking at the sun in the sky, King Lu narrowed his eyes slightly before saying, "I am finally alone."
"Mr. Xie has made great achievements. I would like to have a few drinks with you later to celebrate and express my gratitude." King Lu said, seeming to have immediately regained his previous graceful, wise and calm temperament.
Seeing King Lu's appearance, Xie Chengdong thought to himself: "King Lu is really talented, but it's a pity that he is not the eldest son, but fortunately, he has a chance."
After thinking about it, he thought of Linshan County again and said: "Your Majesty, I have something to ask you to leave. Please allow me to do so."
King Lu was startled, looked at Xie Chengdong and asked, "Is there something wrong with Gu, causing Mr. Xie to feel wronged?"
"Of course not, it's just that the master has called me. I have something to do, and I ask your highness to agree. I'm afraid I won't be able to attend the dinner. The shorter time is half a month, the longer time is a month. I will be back in a hurry. If your highness has something to do, you can ask the Taoist to call you. , I’ll come quickly.”
After hearing this, King Lu was silent for a moment and then sighed: "Okay, I hope sir will come back quickly."
He also ordered his surroundings: "Get a hundred gold quickly and come here."
Xie Chengdong did not refuse, turned over and rode on horseback, and disappeared on the road in the blink of an eye.
Yuanqing Township
An oxcart drove all the way to Weijia Village. Outside the car, many cicadas could be heard barking in the shade of the trees. It was early summer in a blink of an eye, and there was a bit of heat inside the car.
"Sir, Weijia Village has arrived." The coachman shouted.
Pei Ziyun got off the bullock cart. Sweat broke out on the driver's forehead. Pei Ziyun reached out and handed over the agreed fare, and added more than ten big bucks: "I'll reward you for the extra money."
"Thank you, Master." A smile appeared on the coachman's dark and sweaty face, and he thanked him quickly. Seeing that Pei Ziyun was going to Weijia Village, he said: "Sir, the villagers of Weijia are so fierce that no one can compete with them for miles around. Gaoxia, and the village doesn’t particularly like outsiders, so you should be careful when you go to Weijia Village.”
"Thank you!" Pei Ziyun thanked him and looked around. In the distance ahead was a fertile field, followed closely by Weijia Village.
Weijia Village is very close to the mountains. Many of the houses in the village are made of stone. There is a wall at the entrance of the village. Once something happens, just close the gate in front of the village and it will immediately become a fortress.
Pei Ziyun just glanced at it. Many rice fields in front of the village were green and green. Several villagers were weeding in the fields, wearing straw hats to block the sun. Some dragonflies lowered their bodies and chased among the rice fields from time to time.
There are several large stones placed under the gate in front of the village, which are polished, and a few men in fine clothes are playing chess with hoes.
Pei Ziyun stopped hesitating and turned to look at the surrounding terrain. Weijia Village was surrounded by mountains. From a different angle, he looked with Feng Shui Kanyu's eyes and saw mountains with a small river in the middle. It was like a magnet that attracted his attention.
"If we search deliberately, I'm afraid it will take many years."
"But I have a preconception in my heart, and I took a liking to him at a glance."
"The value of this mountain village is not the earth's veins, but the circle formed by the half-circle of the dragon's veins. Although it does not directly involve the dragon's energy, it is protected by the dragon's energy and forms a safe haven."
"If you don't have great wealth, but the wind gathers water, the branches and leaves spread, and the family fortune is long and prosperous, it will be without disasters and disasters. Of course, this is false, but as long as there are not too many variables, it will be like this."
"The refuge reserved by Taoists must be here."
"Wonderful, this is using dragon energy to restrain dragon energy and divine punishment. If you impose punishment here, it may affect the dragon energy itself. This is actually a question of whether it is worth it."
"Taoists and grand masters themselves may not be able to escape divine punishment, but for relatively minor sins committed by their descendants, they may not be willing to damage the feng shui of this place and be punished by heaven."
"I'm almost certain that Fang Yongjie must be Fang Hao's son, otherwise it wouldn't be such a coincidence!"
Pei Ziyun just thought about it, and after standing still for a while, he felt several eyes staring at him. Although the villagers looked ordinary, they actually contained murderous intent, and their movements were more military-like.
A rather ferocious-looking villager with a scar on his face threw the chess piece on the stone, stood up and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Fang Yongjie and Fang Xiucai." Pei Ziyun said with a smile. Seeing these villagers who had the aura of a soldier, he felt even more sure.
The people in the venue froze for a moment, and even more murderous intent spewed out. The scarred villager said coldly: "What do you want to see Fang Xiucai?"
"It will be clear after you sent the message, saying that Yingzhou Jieyuan and Pei Ziyun asked for an audience." Pei Ziyun didn't take it seriously.
The villagers glanced at each other, and the scarred villager hurried in. The remaining few people watched Pei Ziyun. A hunter appeared on the lookout, holding a long bow in his hand, and there was a long arrow in the quiver on his back. Inside.
Fangfu
The young man looked weak, and Granny Li followed behind, fetching a teapot and pouring him ginseng tea. The scarred villager came in and saluted: "Young master, please see Pei Ziyun, Jieyuan of Zhouzhou."
Hearing this, the young man had a smile on his face and said, "As you said, people are coming. I didn't expect this person to come to your door. Please come in and meet me."
"Young Master, this person came to see you because I'm afraid he has a bad intention." Granny Li said.
The young man put the tea cup on the table: "Hey, I have something worth worrying about now, and I still have your protection. Please come in."
The scarred villager went out and asked Pei Ziyun to come in.
Entering along the village, the houses in the village are very neat, and many children are running around in the village. The scarred villagers with Pei Ziyun look at the children with some gentleness in their eyes.
Soon we arrived at a yard, and the scarred villager said, "We're here, please follow me."
At this time, a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old came out. His face was sallow and he couldn't help coughing. He said, "It turns out that Mr. Xie Yuang is here. Welcome."
Pei Ziyun bowed and said, "I don't dare. I came here presumptuously, but I am disturbing."
At this time, Granny Li went out and said, "Sir, the wine and food are ready."
But he turned a blind eye to Pei Ziyun, who seemed to be a stranger. Seeing Granny Li appear, Pei Ziyun understood. He asked himself, and the young man knew about it. He knew that he was here and had intentions, but he didn't change his attitude. Instead, he invited wine and meat, which was considered magnanimous. .
Pei Ziyun followed the young man and entered the living room. The room was ordinary and didn't look like much. He looked carefully and found that it was made of precious wood and had some precious light.
Pei Ziyun looked directly across from the living room. There was a painting of a big eye-catching tiger hanging in the main room. The big eye-catching tiger had a fierce expression, choosing people to eat.
The young man looked at Pei Ziyun: "It's really wonderful that Duke Jie Yuan came to visit. I spent many days reading Pei Ziyun's poems. When it comes to saying I like him, I like this sentence the most - suddenly looking back, that person is only in the dim place."
The young man said and handed over a poem. It turned out to be a collection of poems by Pei Ziyun. It was densely packed with comments and insights, showing that he had really put his heart into it.
Looking at this collection of poems, Pei Ziyun laughed: "I didn't expect you to like poems, but the poems are just good and you can't get fame."
The young man smiled bitterly after hearing this: "Look at my frail body. I am afraid that I will die if I study the scriptures so hard. Being a scholar is my limit."
He said and sighed.
"I think the young master is young, how could he be like this?" Pei Ziyun was very surprised.
"The general dreamed of being on the battlefield, and the princes sitting in the high hall. When I was a child, I was in good health, and I never had dreams. But when I was ten years old, a blind Taoist came to the village and gave me orders. He said that I would be imprisoned for the rest of my life and had no future. He also gave me a talisman. Soon he became seriously ill, and later he was burned with a talisman. His life was saved, but his body was so weak that he couldn't even leave the yard for long."
"Oh, there is such a supernatural thing in it? It sounds like this blind Taoist is harming people." Pei Ziyun said thoughtfully.
After listening to Pei Ziyun's words, the young man also sighed: "How could I not be so suspicious? Before I got seriously ill, I heard someone say: I will take your bone and use it."
"I just fainted, but when I woke up I felt my bones - they were all there. Maybe it was just an auditory hallucination."
As soon as he said this, Pei Ziyun felt numb all over his body, as if there were some threads connecting him. How could he borrow the bones? Not to mention the past, the future would be...
When Pei Ziyun thought of this, he suddenly got stuck, and then he remembered someone. The original owner of the plum blossoms in his previous life had also been borrowed by someone, and his face suddenly became uncertain.
Closing his eyes, the Yin Shen opened, and in an instant the youthful aura appeared in front of him.
I saw this man gathered in red and white. First of all, he was a white scholar. In addition, there were gray and black and some light red surrounding him. There was also golden hanging on the outside.
"The golden color is falling, could it be the favor of killing the Grand Master?"
"As for the gray and black, it must be caused by the killing of King Wei, but the light red is the gathering of surrounding fields. It is not surprising that it is the wealth of the fields, but there are also some weapons in it, which shows that this Weijia Village is a remnant of the old army." Pei Ziyun opened it. Suddenly, several able-bodied servants from the mansion entered the living room, all carrying dishes.
The dishes are all full of heat, full of color and aroma. A crystal pork elbow is fat but not greasy, with some red chili powder and some green onions sprinkled on it. The tender pork skin is burnt to a crispy brown and tender inside, exuding fragrance. Mouthwatering.
The young man waited for the food to be served, glanced at it, and said, "Mr. Xie Yuan, please take a seat and eat."
"It's disrespectful to treat people in the countryside." The young man said, picked up a piece of green vegetables with chopsticks and ate it, it was not very greasy.
After eating a few mouthfuls and toasting three more glasses, the young man wiped the grease at the corner of his mouth with a hand towel, looked at Pei Ziyun and asked: "Mr. Xie Yuangong, we have never met. Only I have heard of your reputation, but you have never listened to me. I wonder why Mr. Xie Yuang came to look for me?"
Pei Ziyun took a sip, stared at the young man and smiled: "Where is it? When I heard about your family's reputation, I was not yet a scholar. Do you think he is Mr. Fang, or the son of King Wei?"
As soon as he said this, the people serving food around him pulled out their knives like frightened wolves. The living room was filled with a sudden panic, and blood was about to spatter three feet away.
Pei Ziyun didn't care at all, stretched out his hand to pinch a chopstick, and just snorted coldly. Strangely enough, the snort was not loud, but the eyes of several people around him suddenly went dark, and they almost fainted. Pei Ziyun's hand flashed, and the chopsticks flew out, Be quick, just listen to the continuous "pop" sound, these people's hands are numb, and the knives fall to the ground.
(End of chapter)