Cangbao Street.
Zhongfu has a total of thirty-six courtyards.
The last courtyard is backed by the Xiaowei River that passes through the city.
It is said to be a tributary of the Wei River, but it is actually a river channel dug out manually to cooperate with the city road to facilitate transportation in the city and to the ports and terminals.
The wall in the backyard of Zhong Mansion is eighteen feet high and nearly three feet thick. It is no different from a city wall. It would take a lot of time to attack it with a catapult.
In addition, within the wall are large hills that were moved here, with woods and bamboo forests inside.
These were all arranged by the Xue Mansion in the past.
After Zhong Mansion moved here, there were no changes. Zhong Yan planned to stay there for a long time, so he planned to build a defensive formation on the wall after he learned the formations well.
By then it will be truly impregnable.
It is also difficult for ordinary cultivating families to attack.
The thirty-sixth courtyard is a garden layout.
There are only three residential buildings, one of which is the main building of the underground palace. Because there are few construction workers and there is no urgent need, it has not been completed yet.
The rest are landscape facilities.
now.
Dongcao led Yuan Zhiqing to the last courtyard.
Beside the bamboo forest, there are only five scattered houses, three wooden lofts and two thatched houses.
It looks like a country home.
There is a pond not far away with lots of lotus leaves.
Beside the pond is a large garden surrounded by bamboo fences with green grass.
A group of maids were wielding hoes and other tools to create square patches of soil.
Dongcao smiled and said: "The master said that the immortal likes to be quiet. He wants to plant herbs on weekdays, so I arranged this place. No one comes here on weekdays. It is very suitable for cultivating herbs or growing some fruits and vegetables. Do you think it is okay, immortal?" "
A bright light flashed in Yuan Zhiqing's eyes, she nodded slightly, remained silent for a moment, and asked: "He... your master is not in the house?"
Since that day, Zhong Yan has not appeared to look for her again for seven days.
Dong Cao said: "The master has gone to Yangquanfang City and should be back today. Does the immortal master need me to take care of him?"
"No, you let them do other things. Some elixirs don't need to be dug up like this. I can handle it myself. There is no need to keep the maid here. If anything happens, I will go to your residence to find you."
"That's fine."
Dongcao summoned the maids to leave. Not far away, she turned around and asked with a smile, "By the way, there will be a family banquet at Zhongfu tomorrow. Master Xian, if you are free, why not come with us?"
Yuan Zhiqing hesitated a little, nodded and said: "Okay."
Dongcao showed a bright smile, bowed, and retreated.
Evening Hai hour.
Yuan Zhiqing sat barefoot by the pond, her delicate and smooth feet swaying gently in the cool water.
The rippling ripples made the jade plate blurry, and not a single star could be seen around it.
"Qing'er, try to be yourself. What you think is a good intention, but in the eyes of others, it may be that you are weak and can be bullied. Do whatever you want, and you will have no regrets even if your body is shattered. It is better than following the crowd and ending up feeling depressed and entangled. Own……"
What Li Lin said before leaving came to mind, and Yuan Zhiqing murmured: "Master, it's already too late."
Then, another sentence from the Master echoed in my ears: "If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening. As long as you have the intention to change, it is never too late."
Yuan Zhiqing pursed her lips and couldn't help but ask in her heart: "Master, what is so special about him that you call him a good friend?"
"Zhong Yan...this person has been in the sect for many years and has not received much care from the master, but he is still able to handle it with ease. After coming down from the mountain, he can be regarded as as bright as a star."
"Except for my qualifications, I'm nowhere near as good as him."
"The talent is destined, but the monk goes against the will of heaven. Why do I have the right to look down on him?"
Thinking of the almost same days in Qifeng since she became sensible, Yuan Zhiqing couldn't help but whisper: "Qingyang is a new beginning. Maybe, I can give it a try."
As she said that, she turned around and asked, "What do you think, Fourth Sister?"
Next to her sat a woman in a green dress, winking and nodding.
A smile spread across Yuan Zhiqing's lips, and she reached out to rub the hair of the woman in the green skirt. She shook her head in an instant, and there was a trace of sadness between her brows.
"Master is traveling far away. Senior sister seems to have changed a bit. Now that she has cultivated immortality, are rights so important?"
"I don't know what happened to Second Senior Sister."
"..."
A man talks to himself for an unknown amount of time.
Yuan Zhiqing put the woman in the green dress into the storage bag, flew into the wooden house, waved her hand to light the oil lamp, took out three exquisite storage bags from her waist, and sorted them out.
After a long time, she let out a breath and sighed: "I don't know why he has improved so much in the past few years. Normally speaking, the four spiritual roots are not enough to forcibly pile up the foundation with elixirs."
Suddenly, her mind moved and she felt a breath approaching quickly.
It's Zhong Yan!
For a moment, she felt inexplicably nervous. She hurriedly put on her shoes, took a breath, and walked to the door.
Zhong Yan landed on the edge of the fence, walked to a stop three meters away, looked at each other for a moment, bowed and said, "It was Yan who was abrupt that day. I'm sorry, Miss Zhiqing, please forgive me."
Yuan Zhiqing was startled, took a deep look, and said, "You can't force me unless I want it."
Zhong Yan nodded, looked around and asked, "Are you satisfied with this place?"
"You have a heart."
"Okay, take a rest early."
Zhong Yan turned to leave.
Yuan Zhiqing was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect to come over to apologize and leave. She took a step forward and called out: "Hey~"
"Anything else?"
"I have something I want to talk to you about."
After Yuan Zhiqing finished speaking, she turned around and entered the room.
Zhong Yan was suspicious and followed in.
In front of wooden table.
Yuan Zhiqing played with the tea set, condensed the flame to heat the hot water, brewed the tea slowly, pushed it to Zhong Yan, sat down and said:
"Zhong...Zhong Yan, since we are not planning to hold a wedding banquet, you and I have had physical contact, so we should call you husband. However, please give me some time."
Zhong Yan nodded, picked up the cup and smelled it. The fragrance was fragrant. He took a sip and praised: "Good tea! Did you grow it yourself?"
Yuan Zhiqing nodded and continued: "Zhong Yan, no matter what happens to Qifeng or Senior Sister in the future, now that I have entered the Zhong Mansion, I have made up my mind and will do my wife's duty well. I hope to treat you with courtesy in the future." .”
"certainly!"
Zhong Yan smiled and said, "You also said that if you don't want to, I won't be able to do anything to you."
Yuan Zhiqing pursed her lips and blushed a little: "That's not what I mean. It is natural for husband and wife to have sex. If you need it, you can make it known in advance, but it should not be too many times, so as not to delay your practice."
Zhong Yan looked strange and asked with a smile: "Then what frequency do you think is appropriate?"
Yuan Zhiqing turned away her face for a moment, then turned back and said: "In addition, regarding the birth of children, it is not your business alone. I don't want the white-haired people to give away the black-haired people in the future. When you build the foundation, the chance of giving birth to spiritual heirs will increase a lot. , I will refine the 'Spirit Enhancing Liquid' with a stronger effect, which can also increase many opportunities."
Zhong Yan nodded: "Okay."
Yuan Zhiqing was silent for a while and asked: "Do you know what's going on? How long will it take to build the foundation?"
After asking, he continued: "What I mean is that the Zhong Mansion is now a bit high-profile in Qingyang. If you are unable to serve as the retinue mage next year, but the capital sends someone here, you may be targeted."
"Without the income from the Colosseum, it is difficult to accumulate resources to maintain the daily practice of the monks in the mansion just by making talismans."
"If you are over sixty, your chances of building a foundation will be greatly reduced."
Zhong Yan nodded slightly and said, "You don't need to worry about this, I will find a way."
Yuan Zhiqing took out a brocade bag from her waist and placed it on the table: "You can use these first."
Zhong Yan grabbed it and opened it, raising his eyebrows in surprise and fright.
There are hundreds of bottles and jars inside, as well as more than 20,000 shiny spiritual stones, and various herbs and spiritual fruits.
He did not expect that the other party would support so many resources and help.
"these things?"
"Before going down the mountain, Senior Sister gave me 10,000 spirit stones. The rest are what I have accumulated over the years."
That's enough... Zhong Yan sighed inwardly, Gongsun Nuannuan even asked him for the spirit stone.
Yuan Zhiqing seemed to know what he was thinking: "There are spiritual veins on the mountain, which is enough for cultivation. I don't use spiritual stones very much on weekdays. In the medicine garden I take care of, apart from the share I turn in, there is a lot left over every year."
Zhong Yan nodded and asked with a smile: "Is this considered a dowry?"
Yuan Zhiqing said: "That's right."
Zhong Yan thought for a while and pushed back: "We can't use it for the time being. The spiritual energy in the city is thin. Even the spirit gathering array is far from comparable to your Qifeng. You can keep it for yourself. You don't have a lot of spiritual stones to maintain the array. Your elixir cannot be grown well either.”
Yuan Zhiqing was silent for a while and said: "You don't need to be like this. As husband and wife, we don't distinguish between you and me. There is no need to feel that you have lost face by using my things."
Zhong Yan smiled and said, "You misunderstood. I'll ask you again if I need to."
Yuan Zhiqing pursed her lips, looked at each other, and said seriously: "No matter what you think in your heart, I want to tell you here, you can trust me! Do you have anything to ask?"
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