Jing Zhou rode Hukui on the river for most of the day. On the moonlit night, one man and one beast quietly returned to the boat.
The night was slightly dark, and both sides of the river were dark. Only a few sparks shone among the large and small fishing boats lying on the river.
The boatman, who was originally keeping watch and steering the boat, yawned, heard a noise from behind and stepped forward to check. He said "Ouch" and his deep sleepiness suddenly disappeared. The ferocious-looking monster in front of you, covered in scales and armor, with huge eyes and a big mouth, and two sharp fangs, was intimidating. If not the monster that a group of people talked about running out of the netherworld during the day, what is it?
At this time, he held the light and could just see the monster's sharp teeth. They were much larger than the teeth of a big insect, and each root was thicker than a candle. He didn't even doubt that if he was bitten by this monster, his body would change. In half.
Hu Kui shook his body, opened his mouth to reveal his barbed tongue, and roared at the boatman, which almost scared the boatman's soul away. If there wasn't someone standing next to Hu Kui, he would have almost let go. Ran for his life.
In line with the principle of making the best use of everything, Jingzhou patted Hu Kui and said, "Go catch a few fish from the river and grill them later."
Hu Kui glared at the boatman, snorted, and jumped back into the river with a pop, creating a splash of water that just hit the boatman.
Although half of his body was soaked, the boatman could not feel the cold. He just felt that the invisible aura around him dissipated, and his pounding heart dropped from his throat again.
Seeing that the boatman was in shock, Jing Zhou comforted him and said, "You don't need to be afraid, it's just a joke on you."
joke?
The boatman didn’t believe it!
That fierce aura can definitely eat people!
Fortunately, the monster obeyed and left, and it was not in vain that he recited Amitabha several times.
"Sir, I, I will go to the back to get the stove." The boatman said weakly, looking at the frail scholar in front of him who looked like he couldn't carry his shoulders or lift his hands. Stay away. Being able to control such a monster, who knows if this person is related to the Lord of Hell?
Jingzhou nodded and said with a smile, "That's fine. I've poured water all over you in the middle of the night. I'll bring a stove over to warm up the fire."
When the boatman came back, he saw Hu Kui lying at the young man's feet and two fat carps lying beside him.
It took less than half a cup of tea for him to go back and forth. Doesn't this mean that the monster came up as soon as it entered the water?
"Don't be afraid, it won't bite." Jing Zhou waved to the boatman, but it had no effect. The boatman put the stove far away and returned to the back of the boat.
Jingzhou shook his head and chuckled, and stopped trying to persuade the boatman. He just gave him a pot of apricot wine to warm him up, and then he went to grill the fat fish in the river.
In the early morning, the big boat entered the lake from the river.
The eight-hundred-mile-long Chunshen Lake is vast and contains the water of six rivers. It is not only a place where literati and poets left poems and recited poems, but it is also a battleground for military strategists.
Qingniao put on a piece of clothing and came out of the cabin, and saw his young master standing next to a pile of wine jars, painting with a brush.
If the young master was not sleeping in the past, she would definitely sit by his side in a serious and upright manner, but later on, her habit was forcibly changed by Jing Zhou.
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According to what the young master said, he spent a lot of time without sleeping. Does she want him to stay up day and night?
Later, after Hukui was born, even the work of driving the carriage was omitted.
It wasn't until before boarding the boat that Qingniao mustered up the courage to ask: "Qingniao is a maid, what's the use if she doesn't keep vigil for the young master or drive the carriage?"
"Pour some wine," the young master replied with a smile.
Halfway through the painting, Jing Zhou paused and sighed slightly. Going further up, there is Xiangfan, the important city of Western Chu. The 800-mile-long Spring God Lake is just like the Dongting Lake with steamy clouds and dreams. Under the calm lake water, there are countless bones buried. Xu Xiao's troops besieged Xiangfan for three years before they were able to break the city. On the day the city was broken, nine out of ten Chu people died in the battle. It is no exaggeration to say that Xiangfan is a ghost town.
There is no man in the whole country, only beautiful women stand on the wall. It is better to sing and die in the rain than to live under the fence of others. Although the country is subjugated, it can still sing and cry, and it is admirable.
Qingniao stood silently behind Jingzhou, looking at the strokes of water on the rice paper. After finishing the painting, she handed over the wine that was already in her arms and was as warm as body temperature, and asked softly: "Master, breakfast is here." What to eat?”
Jingzhou took the wine with the fragrance of virginity and said softly: "Why bother holding it in your arms if there isn't a stove nearby?"
Qingniao lowered his head and said, "I'm afraid that I might disturb the young master by making any noise."
"Silly girl, you can't disturb me. There's no need to use such stupid methods next time." After saying that, Jingzhou kicked Hu Kui who was lying down and ordered: "Go catch a few more fish."
Qingniao's cooking skills were obviously learned from the chef. Whether it was roasting fish belly or making soup from fish heads, he was at least much better than Cuihua, who only knew how to pickle sauerkraut.
After Hu Kui ate two plates of fish bones, he jumped into the water and caught a few more fish without Jing Zhou's instructions. He was probably addicted to them.
It's just that although this dish is cooked well, what does a pot of giant turtles mean?
A large pot was filled with milky white soup.
Qingniao's words "Master, drink soup" made Jingzhou dumbfounded.
This old tortoise, which is bigger than the plate, has a whole pot of soup, which is a bit scary.
"Does the young master not like to drink turtle soup?" Qingniao was quite confused. In the past, when she was in Wutong Garden, she often saw His Highness eating turtle soup. According to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, this turtle is a good thing and a great tonic, especially for old turtles. Eating it can make people energetic.
In the end, it was Jingzhou Xiaozhi who used emotion and reason to explain the effects of this tortoise soup vividly and vividly, making Qingniao, who always showed a cold face, turn red in an instant.
This old bastard soup is not only invigorating, but also soaring into the sky. One pot of soup will give you strength even after a hundred battles!
Jingzhou just drank a small bowl to taste the soup, while Bai Huerlian and Qingniao each drank a bowl.
Everyone who saw the remaining soup had a share. The blue bird divided the remaining soup among the boatmen, making all the boatmen drink it and praised it again and again, their faces glowing red. The turtle bones were fed to Hu Kui as usual.
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Wudang Mountain
Little Lotus Peak
As usual, Xu Fengnian used a set of bastard punches to beat up the little Taoist priest who was scary but had nothing to do all day long. He peed next to the Turtle Support Monument and was about to drop two copies of He and the Mountain Ghost. After opening his eyes to the forbidden book that he had carefully studied, he heard a clear cry, and a black shadow came from afar and fell on his shoulder.
This is another falcon. Although it is not as magical as the six-year-old phoenix, it is worth more than a thousand gold. His Royal Highness has made a fuss about this in front of Jingzhou. As long as Jingzhou nods and says "Good falcon", this Xu Fengnian, whose head could replace a dozen houses, sent him out without even frowning.
It's a pity that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always used money to hit people, but when it comes to Shangui's bastard thing, it doesn't work anymore. It just got a "three-legged chicken". Xu Fengnian went back to think about it for half a night before he figured out that it was actually the boss. No countertops allowed.
Chu Kuangnu put the two swords on his shoulders and shouted: "What's wrong with the baby? You won't want me to accompany you back again, right? This front foot just came to Wudang Mountain, and he didn't even take a breath. To tell you the truth , this time even if you ask someone to bring ten roast suckling pigs, grandpa will not go down the mountain with you."
He is a thief and a bastard. The more he comes into contact with him, the more he feels that this guy named Xu has a dark heart. On the way to Wudang Mountain, he pondered all the way and finally understood the truth. This boy is a person who will definitely ask for a spring to repay a drop of kindness!
Xu Fengnian, who was very domineering towards Hong Xixiang just now, raised his sleeves to wipe away the spittle Xingzi sprayed on his face, and said with a bad smile: "How could it be possible? The scenery of Wudang Mountain is elegant and elegant. Since we are here, why should we stay longer?" Day. Look, the bamboo tube on the falcon's leg is painted purple, which means it is related to the mountain ghost. I don't know if he has harmed someone who has been in the world for many years with another sword."
Hong Xixiang, who likes to ride bulls upside down and vows not to go down to Wudang Mountain to become the best in the world, said softly, "Hey", the white-haired old man with extraordinary skills and bullish attitude, even the Crown Prince didn't give him a good look, His face looked uncertain, and then he sighed majestically.
Hong Xixiang secretly admired His Highness the Crown Prince for his ability to inflict internal injuries on the extremely arrogant Lao Kui with just one sentence. He was indeed able to write a book that made people forget about food and drink. After reading it once, he still wanted to read it again. He regarded him as a god. book person.
The little Taoist priest withdrew his gaze from Lao Kui and looked eagerly at Xu Fengnian's slightly bulging skirt. As usual, the sacred book was hidden there. Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gave him many sacred books in the past, they were confiscated privately by several senior brothers, so that he later only dared to stick the "forbidden books" that his senior brothers called "forbidden books" with him.
"Bull rider, if you look at me like that again, I will beat you up!" Xu Fengnian raised his hand to make a gesture, which frightened the timid Hong Xixiang into shaking his head.
Seeing Hong Xixiang's appearance, Xu Fengnian mocked: "You bastard Shan Gui, you still say that you are a rare master in the world. I want to ask you, if I call you a master, do you dare to agree?"
Hong Xixiang asked weakly: "Do you agree to be slapped in the face?"
Xu Fengnian glared at the Wudang master uncle.
Hong Xixiang said hurriedly: "I don't dare."
"You are less courageous than Jiang Ni!" Although Xu Fengnian hates the fact that iron cannot become steel and dislikes the Taoist priest who rides a bull, he dare not go down the mountain to see his eldest sister all year round. However, he still has a little admiration for the knowledge of bull riding, so he asked Said: "Niubi, what is this Hu Kui?"
Hong Xixiang asked in confusion: "Why does the prince ask this?"
Xu Fengnian showed the letter in his hand and said: "The mountain ghost caught a tiger Kui to use as a leg strength."
"Grab Hu Kui for strength?" Hong Xixiang was stunned.
Chu Kuangnu stared at the letter and read it back and forth several times, but he couldn't see a single one, two, three, four, or five. He knew every word on it, but when they were put together, it made no sense. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Hong Xixiang, He shouted with a grin: "Little Taoist, tell me, what is that bullshit Hu Kui? Although I can't beat the boy in purple, but I won't lose even if he catches the tiger Kui. If he catches the tiger Kui, I will go Catch Xiong Kui!"
His ears were buzzing from the sound of the broken gong, and the most senior Taoist priest on Wudang Mountain came back to his senses and said: "According to records, Hu Kui is an ancient ferocious beast, invulnerable to swords and guns, and not afraid of water or fire. It is the most rare thing, and it is hard to find ten thousand taels of gold. "
Xu Fengnian glared and said: "Is it rarer than my prince's six-year-old phoenix?"
The little Taoist priest nodded quite uneasily, fearing that the prince would hit him with a bastard punch again. Looking at his face in the mirror, he thought it was handsome. He hurriedly added: "Hu Kui is a strange beast in the world, not even a mythical beast. No, he can live for five hundred years, and his strength is probably comparable to the master next to the prince."
Chu Kuangnu shouted: "Little Taoist, what are you talking about? Can that beast compare to grandpa's double swords?"
The little Taoist priest swallowed his saliva and said "Yeah".
Xu Fengnian asked: "Niubi, are you not lying?"
The little Taoist priest shouted "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord", pointed his finger at the sky with great righteousness and said: "Liar people to kill birds for the prince!"
The old man with double swords was speechless.
Xu Fengnian cursed and said: "When did a first-class product become so worthless? Damn it, you think this Hu Kui is also a strange beast after all. He was pinned to the ground and beaten unconscious by a mountain ghost, and he still has the nerve to call him a strange beast?"
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There is a mountain standing on Chunshen Lake, named Laoshan Mountain.
A few years ago, this hill was not well-known. It was not until Wang Wanwan, known as the God of Wealth in Qingzhou, moved his family here that the hill gradually became known. Later, Laoshan became so famous that ships traveling from south to north all docked at Laoshan. When resting, they bought some wine and food on the mountain.
A few miles away, you can see a huge Guanyin holding a jade bottle on the top of Laoshan Mountain. It is said that the Qingzhou God of Wealth spent decades to build it. The Bodhisattva stands on the yellow dragon with his feet, holds the treasure seal with his hand, and looks down at the Spring God Lake, which is a wonder.
Bai Hu'erlian walked out of the cabin at some point and stood beside Jingzhou. Looking at the Bodhisattva holding the fearless seal in the distance, he wondered: "This hand seal actually contains an awe-inspiring sword intention."
Blue Bird whispered: "This Bodhisattva looks like a princess."
Jingzhou smiled and said: "Be more confident and remove the word 'like'. Wang Linquan, an old man, is very talented. This Bodhisattva was carved according to Wu Sulai. Wu Sulai was the sword crown of the Wu family's sword tomb in the previous generation. His strength went straight into the It is not unusual for the celestial phenomenon to have such sword intent. Compared to the Guanyin statue, I am more interested in the God of Wealth in Qingzhou. It is said that Wang Linquan is called Wang Wanwan. At this time, it seems that this old man The wealth exceeds tens of millions. Building a city around a mountain is not something a businessman can do."
"It's a pity that Wang Linquan's daughter is too young. Otherwise, it would be a good thing to be a son-in-law. It is said that his little daughter is very talented and full of aura. She is a worthy wife."
He vaguely remembered that Wang Chudong was Xu Fengnian's first woman. Although he did not agree with the name of the talented woman, after all, whether it was the poem "Spring God Tea" that became the tea offered to the royal family, it was still popular in the harem and ended in death. The clean "Snow in the East Chamber" is really hard to watch, and it is not as comfortable to listen to as "Old dogs, old dogs, there is no one in the world" that Jian Jiuhuang often said.
Therefore, this talented woman also needs money to pave the way. If it were not for Wang Linquan's millions of dollars, someone else would write this "Spring God Tea", and probably wouldn't even be able to spread it to Laoshan. The most powerful ones in this world are not only women's pillow style, but also those men like A Duwu and Brother Kong Fang who can make people go around.
It's just that there is no conclusion yet as to which of the two is better.
Bai Hu'er turned his face slightly and asked, "Do you want to be your son-in-law?"
"I don't like this kind of little girl. How many kilograms of meat can she have?" Jing Zhou shook his head and sighed: It's a pity that Jiang Ni is a girl. Otherwise, if she married a little girl like Wang Chudong, how big would her life be? Chu didn't have to worry about money anymore. "
Nearing the ferry, Jingzhou asked Hu Kui to get into the water, gave some instructions to prevent him from scaring people, and went up to Lao Mountain with the white fox face and the blue bird.
