Chapter 85: Beggar
Ziting Dao Palace, the top of the Jade Emperor Tower.
Tianmen Headmaster Zhang Zhenren's nose hairs twitched and he sneezed. He came out of his meditating state and opened his eyes in surprise.
"Who is missing me?"
He stretched out his right hand and pinched it like a fortune teller, and then his eyes widened even more: "My dear, come back from the dead - who else in the world can do such a defiant act like that? I said that The position is too biased, forget it, the Zheng family won't dare to stretch their hands that far this time... It seems that I don't pay enough attention to You Chuiyun, and he actually has such a position in his heart.
No, you have to let the girl get close to her more and come back with some luck. "
After thinking about it for a while, I felt something was wrong: "The girl is arrogant. If I always use the name of Master to suppress her, I'm afraid it will also damage her Taoist heart. That's all, let everything go."
The old man closed his eyes again.
But within ten breaths, the old man opened his eyes angrily and cursed: "You idiot, you have taken advantage of the right time, place, and people as soon as you practice. Can you leave some luck for me? Do you want me to be cowardly?" To put my face on your cold ass?
Okay, okay, I have practiced cultivation for half my life and am buried in the ground. If I don’t care about you, I still don’t believe that I can’t win against you, kid. "
Zhang Yangguan cursed and entered a sitting position.
——
"Ah, does the clan leader have...certificate?"
Zheng Du had a sad face, that was the god of Nantianmen, if he took action, life of the Zheng family would indeed be difficult.
"Zheng Shuang entered the Heavenly Gate with the Dragon-seeking Ruler, and the headmaster knew it... because he looked down on the entire Heavenly Gate. Treasures like the Dragon-Seeking Ruler could not be hidden from his level. And the second day after the accident in the cave, Zhang Yang Passed in and out of the caves and abyss."
Zheng Du couldn't help but ask: "What does this mean?"
Zheng Xilai's eyes were indifferent: "It means that my Zheng family's hand is stretched too long, and sooner or later the master will break a few fingers of his old man. It means that I will not test his bottom line again in the future, because - this time I was It hurts.
I had heard that the old man was a mysterious man who could know the secrets of heaven. I thought it was a legend, but now I believe it. "
Zheng Xilai said fiercely: "Our Zheng family cannot make this kind of mistake again. I have repeatedly emphasized that Nantianmen is Nantianmen after all, and the Golden Hall is Nantianmen's Golden Hall, not the Zheng family's Golden Hall! Those old people Those who are immortal just don’t listen, don’t listen. If I go back this time, I’m afraid you’ll have to talk to me all over again. Okay, I’ll see if I go back this time and see who dares to talk to me!
It’s time for the Zheng family to take care of themselves. "
Zheng Xilai did not forget that incident, and said to Zheng Shuang: "You must be ready at any time, I will not give up the Heavenly Eye of Ancestor Ming Wang."
Zheng Du was shocked when he heard this.
Yes, if the sky falls, there will still be experts to hold it up, so why should I worry about those who are there or not.
——
Yun Qingxia desperately wanted to go to You Chuiyun to see this inexplicable uncle. You Chuiyun didn't reach out to hit the smiling man, so he didn't directly reject him.
But he didn't know how to feel about facing this uncle who fell from the sky.
You Chuiyun brought three hundred guards back to the foot of Cunjin Peak to make arrangements. These guards from Kyoto were all from the Imperial City. How could they afford to look down on Cunjin Peak, a poor mountain where they couldn't even hunt game.
If it hadn't been for hearing that You Chuiyun's uncle was the Minister of Rites, the main person in charge of the human race negotiation team would have shown his true colors long ago and was just lazy.
At this moment, although he didn't act like he would gather for gambling or get drunk in the army, he was listless and looked like an old man with his arms raised.
It can be seen that military orders are lax.
The commander only smiled broadly at Yun Qingxia, but was very perfunctory towards the main leader, You Chuiyun.
A mere kid, even a fourth-grade high-ranking official, so what, just an embroidered pillow, your Yinxiao Sect is gone, how can you be so awesome?
After making arrangements to set up camp, Yun Qingxia blushed when she saw this group of officers and soldiers looking like gangsters: "They are all children of military families and are used to being lazy in the capital. Originally, you couldn't use that many guards according to the specifications, but The emperor insists on making arrangements for you, that's all.
By the way, their salaries are paid by the court, so you don’t have to worry about this..."
You Chuiyun looked at these group of soldiers and said with a sad look on his face, then turned around and walked up the steps to Cun Jinfeng.
Well, at least the next time someone comes to my house to splash paint, they will have to think carefully about offending these plague gods.
Yun Qingxia followed You Chuiyun to Cunjin Peak with great interest.
He was originally a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Rites. He had been confined in the capital for decades. He had not been far away and looked at the magnificent mountains and rivers for a long time.
At this time, I came to visit my nephew's house again, and I was in a good mood.
But when he reached the top of Cunjin Peak, his face couldn't help but become more and more gloomy.
What the hell kind of place is this?
Compared with the rich aura of Nantian Peak, this place is more than a hundred times weaker.
When he saw You Chuiyun's extremely simple thatched hut, he was already furious. However, You Chuiyun walked straight to his "burrow".
Yun Qingxia's bodyguard's surname was Chen. Seeing his boss's rage, Chief Chen sighed inwardly. The last time he saw his boss so angry was more than ten years ago when the Yinxiao Sect was destroyed and the border was breached.
He naturally knows the boss: "Sir, the little one will not go in with you."
"Well, you wait at the bottom of the mountain."
"yes."
Yun Qingxia raised her feet and chased after the nephew who ignored her.
As he walked closer, You Chuiyun opened the door and said, "Sir, my family is poor and I don't have much place to entertain you. Please forgive me."
Seeing that You Chuiyun was always at odds with her, Yun Qingxia felt a little depressed and sighed in her heart without saying a word.
When I walked into the door, I saw a square table. It could be seen that it had been aged for a long time and was as smooth as if it had been covered with a layer of glaze. But the tabletop is clean and free of dust.
On the plate on the table were four teacups, which were made of average or even inferior materials and had some cracks.
The teapot was also missing a spout and was lying there half-broken.
"pot……"
On the bamboo bed not far from the table, a little girl sat up and rubbed her eyes. Her eyes lit up after seeing You Chuiyun: "Brother, you are back."
The little girl was still very sleepy, but she rubbed her eyes vigorously.
"Did you eat in the cafeteria? Senior Sister Bai took you there?"
"Um……"
The little girl touched her bulging belly: "I'm full..."
"When you're full, go back to sleep..."
You Chuiyun nodded her head, and little Gulu fell down with a thud and fell asleep.
"What a lazy pig."
You Chuiyun couldn't help but tuck her in the quilt, then walked back to the table and poured Yun Qingxia a glass of clear spring water.
"Sir, I don't have tea here..."
Of course Yun Qingxia didn't care, she just looked at the little girl and asked: "This kid..."
"She's my sister, I admit it."
Yun Qingxia said "oh" and did not ask any further questions. He looked at the small house. What made him happy was that the room was neat and clean. What made him sad was——
What was written on the wall - big blood-red characters such as "Get out of Nantianmen -" "Bullshit Young Master -" and "Kill, kill, kill" have not been completely wiped clean.
Yun Qingxia's face became a little gloomier again. He looked at the young man. The young man kept his eyebrows lowered and did not look at him.
"How have you been these past few years?"
Yun Qingxia was originally a wonderful person with ups and downs in the officialdom, but when he faced his nephew, he was still in this situation, but he couldn't get rid of the burden in his heart.
So he asked a question that he thought was extremely stupid.
You Chuiyun propped up the window to reveal the color outside.
"Master Lao cares about ordinary life, but I am satisfied."
Yun Qingxia was silent for a while: "I want to hear the truth."
Only then did You Chuiyun look back at Yun Qingxia, and the two looked at each other: "Sir, this is not important."
Yun Qingxia couldn't see any information from his eyes.
"This is very important to me." He said sincerely: "Because I am your uncle."
You Chuiyun looked at him for a long time: "Only children can cry resentment and grievances to adults."
Yun Qingxia thought for a while and said, "I visited your mother's grave before I came here. I told her that I would tell her all about you."
You Chuiyun suddenly felt that his legs were weak. He was a little unsteady and leaned directly against the wall.
His voice was very low: "Is my mother really... dead?"
Although he had always refused to believe it, since he had never seen it with his own eyes, You Chuiyun always had a glimmer of hope.
"Um."
Yun Qingxia said: "She is buried in Tianlong Temple in the capital."
You Chuiyun supported the wall with his hands: "Can I...do I have a chance to see her?"
"certainly."
You Chuiyun suddenly said loudly: "Why didn't my father allow me to go in when I passed through the capital? Why did you leave me in Xiaoyaoguan? Why didn't you tell me that she was buried in Tianlong Temple."
Yun Qingxia suppressed any expression. He did not answer, but shook his head gently.
You Chuiyun felt like there was a big mountain pressing down on him.
He squatted down slowly, just like he hugged his legs and huddled there after being bullied before.
At this time, he thought he would squeeze out a few tears, but he found that he couldn't cry at all, but he really wanted to cry.
"When I was the poorest, I was robbed and I didn't even have a meal ticket. I went to the street to ask for food and fought with a lame beggar. He tried to steal my steamed buns, but bit me with his open teeth. , I bit off a piece of meat and it hurt a lot, but I held on to the half piece of steamed bun and didn’t let go, because I hadn’t eaten in two days.”
You Chuiyun hugged his legs, his eyes dull.
“During that time, I was often chased away with sticks because they didn’t allow me to hide from the wind and snow at their door, and they didn’t allow such a ragged beggar to appear during the Chinese New Year to ruin their good luck for the year.
It was the most dangerous time. I almost froze to death on the street. I could smell the food in every house, so I had to strangle my stomach with my belt. I wanted to rush in and grab food at all costs, but I know I do that..."
You Chuiyun raised his head slightly: "If I do that, I am not worthy of being the Young Master of the Yinxiao Sect."
