Crunch, crunch.
The unpeeled radish strips sounded like a blunt knife slicing meat in Sun Shaozong's mouth. Although it was not pleasant to the ear, it made the carriage shrouded in darkness a little more alive out of thin air.
These radish strips were marinated by Zhang Laodao himself. Although they looked rough, the ingredients used were all treasures, and they were very refreshing to chew.
Of course, this is only for young people with good teeth.
A little old, if you want to taste the taste, I am afraid you have to pay some price.
As for Zhang Laodao, who is over seventy years old, even if he sacrifices himself, he may not be able to get these pickled radishes.
But Zhang Laodao still pickles it every year. Once pickled, there are several big jars. Sometimes it will be distributed to others, and sometimes it will simply be left to deteriorate.
Leaving it on others is called eccentricity, or wasting food.
But with Zhang Laodao's side, these pickled radish sticks are covered with a layer of mystery, and even big households in the city don't hesitate to buy them.
Of course, the reason why Sun Shaozong moved two jars today is just because this stuff is the right one—if it could be more spicy, it would be better.
Chewing Taoist Zhang's pickled radish in his mouth, what kept echoing in his mind was the old fox's free-spirited expression, but hidden Ji Feng's words.
Sun Shaozong came to Zhang Laodao this time, firstly to further narrow the scope of the investigation of the headless corpse; secondly, he wanted to use his opponent's mouth to learn more about the inside story of the Tianshi Mansion.
For the former, Zhang Laodao gave an accurate answer: I can't help.
Although it is said that the Heavenly Master's Mansion is powerful at the moment, and the Qingxuguan and other northern sects are declining, but if you really want to count the number of people, these external powerhouses of the Heavenly Master's Mansion are only a fraction of the others.
Is the so-called difficult to adjust.
Although Qingxuguan is nominally the co-owner of the Northern faction, in fact, this is just a loose alliance, and there is not much binding force between them.
What's more, many Taoists are mavericks.
Those who do not know the world in seclusion, those who wander without knowing where they are going, and those who do not know where to hide, but who appear from time to time but never see the end.
Qingxuguan wants to imitate the Tianshifu, and the servants gather with a single order, which is completely a dream.
As for Sun Shaozong's second question, Zhang Laodao was noncommittal and talked a lot of gossip, most of which were touting the Tianshi Mansion.
If it was an ordinary person, it is estimated that he would be surrounded by him.
But Sun Shaozong recalled it at this time, but it was quite rewarding.
To put it simply, the old Taoist is not optimistic about the result of the emperor's questioning of immortals at all, so he wished that the North and South Daomen would break up, so as not to be implicated in the future.
But at the same time, Zhang Laodao couldn't help but worry whether there was another mystery behind the recent uncharacteristic behavior of Hongyuan Zhenren.
To refine it further, the most useful information to Sun Shaozong should be the word 'unusual'.
In Zhang Laodao's mouth, not to mention the magic of the Hongyuan real person, but he is a master with a lot of vision and means - if not, he would not have been in Beijing for less than two years, and he would have become Emperor Guangde's side. Red man.
And such a person, when the contemporary Zhang Tianshi was about to go north, suddenly set off a battle with the northern sect, which is indeed a bit unreasonable.
Even if you really want to overwhelm the group of local snakes in the capital, you should wait until the Tianshi Palace is built, and you will be forced to fight with the general trend.
Is it being spoiled and arrogant
Or as Zhang Laodao worried, what other plans
And what role does Real Hongyuan play in this headless case
Click, click...
Silently chewing a few more pickled radishes, I heard Zhang Cheng's reminder from outside that it was not far from the Rongguo Mansion.
Sun Shaozong put the remaining half of the plate into the dark compartment on the right, and took out a bottle of lychee fermented in southern Xinjiang, took a sip and muttered in his mouth.
Seeing that the carriage slowly slowed down and entered the corner gate of Rongguo Mansion, Sun Shaozong spit out the car window and got out of the car with a sweet smell, and asked the doorman about the whereabouts of Jia Yingchun and Second Sister You.
I heard that one served in Jia Sheyuan, and the other went to Ningguo Mansion to accompany You.
Sun Shaozong then ordered that sect to lead the way, and rushed to Yihong Courtyard, to find Jia Baoyu to eat and drink, and by the way handed over Zhang Laodao's newly made amulet.
Speaking of...
That old man Zhang really cares about Jia Baoyu very much. If he counts his age, is it possible that there are hidden stories here that he can't tell
The picture of Jia Mu and Zhang Laodao flirting with each other flashed in his mind, and Sun Shaozong shivered a few times, and hurriedly threw this absurd idea into Java.
When they reached Yihong Courtyard, they saw that the door was closed, and Sun Shaozong was waiting to knock on the door. Suddenly, he heard Baoyu shouting for wine inside, and he knew that he was not too drunk by listening to the voice.
Sun Shaozong hesitated for a while, but still slammed the door of Yihong Courtyard.
After a while, the door slowly opened a gap, and a red face popped out from inside, but it was the second-class maid Qiuwen next to Jia Baoyu.
This Qiuwen had an impatient look on his face, but when he saw that it was Sun Shaozong who was outside, he hurriedly changed his face with a smile and opened the door. What a booze!"
Sun Shaozong stepped into the courtyard unceremoniously, and saw that the pavilion in the corner was brightly lit. Jia Baoyu was holding a white jade wine glass, shaking his head, not knowing what he was muttering.
When they got close, Qiu Wen took the first few steps to communicate, and then Jia Baoyu knew that Sun Shaozong had arrived.
Immediately, he threw the white jade wine glass on the table and greeted him with joy: "Second brother came just in time, come and drink a few glasses with me!"
He shouted again, and asked Mu Yue to heat up the teriyaki deer kisses left at noon and serve them as a drink.
In fact, there were a few hot dishes on the table. Sun Shaozong sat at the table, while Qiuwen and Sheyue were busy running around, fetching bowls, chopsticks and towels.
Sun Shaozong stretched out his hand and let She Yue serve, and wondered: "Isn't the matter in the morning already over, how can this be drunk again?"
Jia Baoyu shook his head slightly, not knowing where he grabbed some fodder, raised his hand and threw it into the night, and heard the rustling sound, and from time to time two deer croakings could be heard.
Thinking that he was still clamoring to eat teriyaki deer kisses just now, this scene really makes people do not know how to comment.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Sun Shaozong wasn't too anxious. He turned his chopsticks upside down and poked at the table, and then he started eating and drinking without anyone else.
Now Jia Baoyu couldn't hold back, he sighed heavily and said, "I can't tell why, I'm lying on the bed this afternoon, and the more I think about it, the more boring it becomes."
got~
It turns out that Wen Qing was ill, and he is fussing about it here!
As long as you leave the woodshed and starve for a few days, this problem can usually be cured without medicine.
Unfortunately, this method cannot be used against Jia Baoyu.
So Sun Shaozong changed to another method, which was also very effective.
He grabbed the jug and filled a glass for Jia Baoyu, shoved it involuntarily, and said, "Come on, my brother will accompany you to drink three glasses, first moisten your throat!"
Unexpectedly, Jia Baoyu had no interest in drinking at this time. He stared at the wine glass and sighed: "It's not easy to live a lifetime, but how to roll in the filth is really... boring, boring."
This babble is quite similar to that old Taoist.
Could it be that what I just thought about was not groundless
With the unspeakable story of the two ancient and rare old people choreographed in his heart, Sun Shaozong put the empty wine glass on the table and retorted casually, "Then you won't think of something, come out of the mud and not stain it?"
After stopping these words, Jia Baoyu slowly moved to Sun Shaozong's face with seven-point drunken eyes, and asked each word: "Has the second brother ever managed to get out of the mud without being stained?"
this…
Speaking of his transformation in the past four years, it's more than an affair, it can be said to be a big dye and a special dye!
"It's dyed."
Sun Shaozong rolled his eyes and murmured, "I'm not as hypocritical as you. I'm just rolling around in this world. As the saying goes, there are gains and losses..."
Just as he was about to say something big, he heard footsteps coming in a hurry, followed by an attacking voice: "The sacrificial text has been sent, but the mansion is in chaos, really... Huh?!"
With an exclamation, the half-spoken words suddenly stopped.
Sun Shaozong thought it was strange. He looked back with the wine glass in his hand, but he saw Xiren looking at him with surprise, as if he had seen some kind of wonder.
"What's wrong?"
Sun Shaozong asked curiously, "It's like seeing a ghost when you see me?"
"No no no!"
Only then did Xiren react, and he hurriedly said: "When I was going to the East Mansion to deliver the sacrificial text, Grandma You was in a hurry to send someone to the mansion to invite you over here! Then once I wanted to go home, I saw you drinking here. …”
"You... Cough, what did Sister Zhen ask me to do?"
"I heard that the wife of the real person Hongyuan died. It seems that it has something to do with the case you are investigating!"