The buildings on Guniu Dagang are very exquisite, with strict hierarchy and complicated rules. For example, the backyard where Changfang Dazong is located is a small sparrow with complete internal organs, facing a banquet hall, vermilion fine lacquer, carved red sandalwood, and ridge beasts soaring. On the wall of the hall hangs a large plaque with the word Tianyongdong in it. There is a courtyard in the front and a garden in the back. Slim and graceful, with visible roots, more than a dozen fat red carps swim leisurely among them. It was early autumn, among the red walls and green tiles, yellow leaves covered the bluestone floor tiles under the eaves, no one cleaned it, and it seemed deserted. A woman in gorgeous palace attire stands in front of the glazed fish tank, holding a small porcelain bowl, throwing bait into the tank, attracting red carps to swim happily. She has a graceful figure and a lazy expression. A tall and strong man in Chinese clothes walked straight into the courtyard, and a maid beside the woman hurriedly lowered her eyebrows, not daring to look directly at him. The middle-aged man put his hands on the edge of the red agate belt, and he habitually gave people a feeling of arrogance. Even in this courtyard, he should call the woman in front of him sister-in-law, but he still refused to restrain his arrogance. With a wave of her hand, she drove away the maid whose eyes were only on her toes. She didn't know how this maid with a low brow and pleasing eyes saw the man waving his hands. She ran towards the gate as if she had received amnesty. A slap was slapped hard on the buttocks, and his face was pale with fright. The cold-faced woman was indifferent to this and continued to feed the carp. The middle-aged man walked up to the glazed vat, stretched out two fingers to caress the smooth wall of the vat, and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, don't we do something, alone and widowed?"
The woman stared at the carefree bright red carps, and said coldly: "Xuanyuan Jingxuan, you are not afraid of swallowing my dumplings and scalding your tongue, heart, liver, spleen and kidneys?"
The man who was called by the woman's name didn't take it seriously and said: "Sister-in-law lives in seclusion, so naturally she doesn't know that the old ancestor intends to entrust me with the position of the head of the family after leaving the customs. It's no wonder that sister-in-law doesn't know about this. Haven't you double cultivated in time?"
The man put his palm on the glazed fish tank, and exerted a sudden force. A dozen carps and lotus roots were pulled to the side of the tank wall, stuck tightly, unable to move. He bent down to look at the dying carp, and said with a smile: "Xuanyuan Jingxuan has been coveting his sister-in-law for a long time. This has long been known in Huishan. When I take over this Guniu Mountain in a justifiable way, how could my ancestors care about an old and dilapidated cauldron. My big brother of a bookworm I enshrine you as a fairy, thinking that you don't eat fireworks in the world, you obviously don't understand women's thoughts at all, those sage books are all for nothing, women at thirty are like wolves and forty are like tigers, once you have tasted the taste of long drought and rain , how can I endure loneliness, don't you think, sister-in-law?"
Humiliated by such words, the woman remained calm, but looked at the almost suffocated carp, and laughed indifferently: "Xuanyuan Jingxuan, why are you so anxious, it won't be too late to vent your chest tightness when you become the head of the Xuanyuan family someday By the way, do you remember that you went to work in southern Xinjiang six years ago? My sister-in-law happened to meet your loyal wife on the Guniujiang bed, but she was very seductive. She first entered Huishan and scolded me every day. German slut, don’t you wonder why she has shut up these past few years? You might as well tell you clearly, it’s my sister-in-law who pity her for being lonely, and instead of expending her energy in cursing others, it’s better to save her energy to serve others on the bed, and my sister-in-law just got mad Compassionately implore the ancestors, rain and dew, to be on her."
Xuanyuan Jingxuan's face was gloomy, he paused for a moment, his palms left the glazed vat wall, the roots of the lotus were all broken, and the blood of a dozen carp oozes from the fish scales, floating corpses on the surface of the water, Xuanyuan Jingxuan said three good words in succession, He laughed grimly and said: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng, this big brother can't beat a fart with three sticks. I didn't expect my sister-in-law to have a scheming plan and know how to use some tricks to get revenge. This is the best way. Today I will carry my sister-in-law back, but I want to see the eldest brother." Dazong, who else can have such a backbone with his sister-in-law! Or Xuanyuan Jingcheng just wants to have fun with his sister-in-law here? I heard that my sister-in-law fell in love with a portrait, and I don’t mind hanging that portrait on the Add to the fun at the bedside, sister-in-law, how about it, is Jingxuan more romantic and interesting than elder brother?"
The woman calmly looked at the fish tank filled with blood, and said with a smile: "Compared to Xuanyuan Jingcheng, you think highly of him too."
Xuanyuan Jingxuan asked: "Wait, sister-in-law should use all her strengths on the bed, women have eighteen martial arts skills."
"Xuanyuan Jingxuan, you are not as good as a beast!"
There was an angry shout at the door.
After Xuanyuan Jingxuan heard the familiar voice, he didn't bother to turn around, and smiled indulgently: "Qingfeng, I heard that the bastard surnamed Yuan you valued is already half dead, so what happened to your mother today is what happened to you a few years later, uncle. This patiently waited until that day. Even my uncle would think, will Qingfeng have a young daughter in his sixtieth year? I didn’t understand the meaning of the six characters on the stone tablet, but now I understand this kind of blessing , Only the gods can enjoy it.”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood at the door with his fingernails piercing his palms.
Seeing her daughter, panic finally flashed in the woman's eyes, and she said coldly: "Qingfeng, get out of here!"
Xuanyuan Jingxuan tsk-tsk smiled and said, "The love between mother and daughter is really deep and touching."
There was an untimely coughing sound.
Xuanyuan Jingxuan was stunned, turned around slowly, and saw a figure appearing at the door, subconsciously startled a little, but was immediately amused by his own panic, and stood beside the glazed vat and laughed brazenly. Surprised, it was because Xuanyuan Jingxuan knew that anyone could set foot in this large inner courtyard, except the man at the door! And that person happens to be the husband of the woman behind Xuanyuan Jingxuan, what absurd fact is this? At that time, the wife who was in full bloom and prosperity would rather practice double cultivation with her ancestors, causing the eldest son to become a laughing stock. She would rather stare at a yellowed portrait for twenty years in a daze than look at her husband. No one would believe her when she said it.
Xuanyuan Jingxuan, who was almost crying from laughter, stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes, his eyes were gloomy. He remembered the warm scene of the three brothers standing on the Wangjiang Terrace of the Pavilion of Aspirations and leaning on the railing together on tiptoes when he was a child. He clearly remembered that the eldest brother said that he would be a civil servant who would be famous forever, and the second brother said that he wanted to revive the family's prestige and win. Passing the sword mound of the Wu family, Xuanyuan Jingxuan threatened to be a martial artist like Wang Xianzhi, and any real person from Longhushan would be smashed into meatloaf with one punch. In contrast, the second elder brother Xuanyuan Jingyi has the demeanor of a general in his life, is exquisite and has all aspects, and has absorbed many forces that cannot be underestimated in the world. Xuanyuan Jingxuan himself has made great strides in the martial arts, and he is about to step into it. The master realm and future achievements are only higher than that of his father Xuanyuan Guoqi, but the elder brother, the ancestors gave him such high expectations and bestowed so many resources, he is still a waste that cannot be supported. He will only be obedient, and when he argues with others, he will only retreat again and again. In the Xuanyuan family who respects strength and martial arts, how can Xuanyuan Jingxuan, a martial idiot, respect an elder brother who never touches swords and sticks, but only holds a few heavy books
After coughing, the middle-aged Confucian scholar still did not enter the courtyard, covered his mouth and mumbled, "Jingxuan, you should wait, but unfortunately you have been impatient since you were a child, this is not good."
Xuanyuan Jingxuan seemed to have heard a big joke, so he stopped laughing, and couldn't help laughing out loud again. With his hands on the agate belt, he looked directly at the frail elder brother Xuanyuan Jingcheng, and said: "Brother, what do you think I should wait? Waiting for you to rely on benevolence, righteousness and morality to become the head of the family? Waiting for my niece to go to the bull to surrender to be a poor cauldron for harvesting yin and replenishing yang? Or wait for the father who has exhausted his patience to give you the eldest son again?" House support? Big brother, big brother, you have to know that although I used to say that I took advantage of my sister-in-law in words, you are my big brother after all. All three are respectable people?"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng let go of his hand, nodded and said, "Go ahead."
Xuanyuan Jingxuan hehe said: "I have endured it for many years, and I really don't want to bear it any longer. Brother, you know that I have been instructed by my ancestors, supplemented with pills to fill the sea of Qi, what state is it at this time?"
The middle-aged scholar said flatly: "Skip over King Kong, and enter Zhixuan for the first time."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng's expression changed drastically.
The scholar with a pale face all the year round said slowly: "But you know that this kind of state that pulls out the seedlings and encourages them is a tree without roots, and it will not benefit the martial arts in the long run."
Xuanyuan Jingxuan rubbed his stomach, and said with a sneer, "You said these words with sincerity, it really enlightened me. My stomach hurts from laughing."
Xuanyuan Jingcheng turned his head and glanced at the direction of Guniujiang Daxueping, and whispered softly: "Huishan will be cleaner when there is heavy snow in winter. Our home is really too dirty."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng stretched out his hand, signaling his mother to leave the courtyard, away from the uncle who was promoted to the Finger Profound Realm.
But the woman remained motionless.
She never took the initiative to approach that man.
The middle-aged scholar stared deeply at her, and smiled slightly, with an indescribable sense of open-mindedness and relief.
He who had never set foot in this yard actually walked across the threshold for the first time.
Both she and Xuanyuan Qingfeng were in a daze.
Xuanyuan Jingxuan still had an arrogant expression of disapproval, and sneered, "Brother, what's the matter, you want to hit me with a book?"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng shook his head and said: "If Huishan is not destroyed, it cannot be established. Xuanyuan Dapan has already led Huishan to a fork in the road. Today, I will turn it back to the right path."
"If you talk about martial arts talent, even if you add Xuanyuan's respect, you can't compare to me."
"You refer to Xuan, and I will kill you by referring to Xuan."
The middle-aged scholar spoke in a leisurely manner, and the sleeves of the wide-bodied green shirt fluttered. The mother and daughter only saw this man who had been aloof from the world all his life walking straight towards Xuanyuan Jingxuan.
It seems to be walking slowly, but in the blink of an eye, Xuanyuan Jingxuan is in front of him.
Xuanyuan Jingxuan, who was clearly referring to the Profound Realm, stared wide-eyed.
The middle-aged scholar held his neck with one hand, walked in a row, passed through the glazed vat, and stopped behind the gate of the back courtyard, Xuanyuan Jingxuan was thrown into the house.
The body exploded in the air.
The middle-aged scholar who was bleeding slightly from his seven orifices turned around, as if he wanted to reach out to touch his wife, but he didn't have the courage after all. When he walked to the gate of the courtyard and passed by his daughter, he said softly, "Qingfeng, you will take care of your mother from now on." gone."
The woman suddenly shouted: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng, where are you going!"
The middle-aged scholar continued to move forward, and said with a gentle smile, "Go to Guniu to descend the snowy plain."
"Sweep this house clean, and you will be truly free."
"The sage said that if you don't sweep a house, you can sweep the world. Unfortunately, Xuanyuan Jingcheng can only do this in his life."
"Xuanyuan Jingcheng doesn't regret marrying you back then."