Su Lingdang prepared a plate of crab meat and lion's head in the kitchen, half a crispy duck, stir-fried crispy vegetables, boiled a pot of pine gin, and brought it to the third floor herself.
When passing by the small courtyard, Jun Bubai greeted her. Su Lingdang rolled her eyes and went straight upstairs.
On the beam of the three-story house, Zhuang Mengxing seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, seeming to be awake but not awake. Two butterflies fluttered at the receding skylight.
Su Lingdang just stepped onto the floor and smelled the aroma of rice. Zhuang Mengxing stood up, yawned twice, sat upright on the roof beam, swept the fragrance into his nose with his hands, and said intoxicatedly: "Sure enough, my Lingdang cooked the food himself. It smells good.”
Originally grateful to Zhuang Mengxing for risking his life to save Jun Bubai and treating him with tenderness, Zhuang Mengxing said "My bell is my bell". Su Lingdang's true colors were revealed. When he got emotional, his face darkened, he threw the wooden tray on the table and said angrily: "It's better to give it to the dogs." Woolen cloth."
With quick eyesight and quick hands, Zhuang Mengxing ducked, jumped down from the beam, flew forward, caught the tray with one hand, and placed it safely on the table without spilling the vegetable soup. He sighed: "How can I give such a good meal to the dog? I haven't eaten it yet. , what a pity it broke."
Afraid that Su Lingdang would get into trouble again, Zhuang Mengxing pulled the bench with his feet and sat down. He took out a pair of silver chopsticks from his arms and polished them. He praised Su Lingdang's craftsmanship.
Su Lingdang's cooking skills are outstanding in Yangzhou. What the cook likes most is when diners praise the deliciousness of his food. Zhuang Mengxing complimented her a few times, and Su Lingdang became less angry. She was still worried that Jun Bubai would get into trouble, so she asked: " Did you meet any strange faces when you went to Qingyun Temple today?"
After Zhuang Mengxing finished licking a duck leg, he used half a cup of warm pine gin wine in his hand to moisten his throat. He raised his head and said, "I met Taoist Baishi and the younger generation of the Wu family in Zhongyuan. Both of them belong to the twelve generations of Qimen in Chang'an." , there is also a man and a woman, but from a distance, I couldn’t see where they came from.”
There has never been a precedent for four of the twelve students from the Qi Clan in Chang'an to come out of Chang'an at the same time. Su Lingdang's eyes were bright and cold, "Four of the twelve students from the Qi Clan are here!"
When Su Lingdang gets angry, the gods and ghosts will also retreat. Zhuang Mengxing hurriedly picked up the bowl with the lion's head, without using chopsticks, took a sip of soup, bit off half of the lion's head, chewed it in his mouth, and nodded in response.
Unable to resist the urge to go to Guinong Villa to settle accounts with Zhu Sanhuai, Su Lingdang clenched her palms into fists, the bells on her wrists trembled slightly, gritted her teeth and said, "How dare you, Guinong Villa, drag the world downstairs to let this muddy water flow."
Zhuang Mengxing finished swallowing the lion's head, drank it slowly with pine gin wine, and said comfortingly: "Those in Chang'an didn't take any advantage. The one named Wu was hit by my Zhuang Shengmengdie. Will he recover in a while? The one who fought with Ye Xianzi Two of you, one was injured and the other ran away. Taoist Baishi fought with your brother a few times. He should have recognized his apprenticeship. He should also be more wary of the names of Sword Emperor and Sword God, otherwise he would not treat Shen Qinglan. Leave."
Su Lingdang passed by Zhuang Mengxing and walked to the window in a few steps. The window was not closed, and the hawking on the street continued.
Su Lingdang clapped her hands lightly, and the bells between her wrists collided together. Ringing the bells on both hands means the landlord is about to go out.
After pestering Su Lingdang for many years, Zhuang Mengxing had guessed where she was going from her subtle expressions. He picked up the flask of gin and stood up to follow, but was stopped by Su Ling's eyes.
Su Lingdang turned her head and solemnly warned: "Please help me keep an eye on my brother and Fairy Ye, and don't let them get into trouble again. In the whole building, I only trust you."
In the whole building, I only believe in you. Zhuang Mengxing thought he was drunk, so he shook off the alcohol and recalled Su Lingdang's pleasant and extremely gentle words.
Su Lingdang has jumped off the window sill and is running quickly on the eaves. As she walked further and further away, Zhuang Mengxing looked at her back and sighed, "Be careful on the road, go early and come back early."
Zhuang Mengxing drank the entire flask of pine gin wine and played with it. Su Lingdang was going to the Yangzhou branch of Guinong Villa. He couldn't go, so he shook the paper fan and released a butterfly in it. Then he turned around, cleaned up the mess on the table, and went downstairs to keep an eye on Jun Bubai and Ye Xianzi.
The Yangzhou branch of Guinong Villa is a vegetable garden built on the middle of a mountain, supplying fresh vegetables, fruits and vegetables to most of Yangzhou. There are many wild boars in the mountains. The wild boars eat rare things such as old wild ginseng and wild Ganoderma lucidum. They grow fat and have big ears. They are very naive. The wild boars grow well and produce enough fertilizer. The whole vegetable garden also grows. So it's growing very well.
Zhu Sanhuai was carried back from Qingyun Temple. He did not go to the hospital. On the way, he sent a letter about Qingyun Temple to the village owner Bai Xiaosheng. Then he dragged his half-broken body up the mountain. There was a thatched cottage halfway up the mountain with a strong medicinal smell. The owner of the thatched cottage was Li Guinong. He was a good farmer and the former owner of the village, the biological uncle of the owner Bai Xiaosheng.
Li Guinong is in his sixties, with gray hair and a goatee, but he is as energetic as a man in his prime. He is dressed in coarse cloth, has a pair of straw sandals and a straw hat. He is sitting on a tree stump, grinding herbs with his skinny hands. The powdered herbs were sprinkled on the land in front of him. If people want to be healed, the land must also be healed.
Zhu Sanhuai pushed open the firewood door and limped in.
Li Guinong raised his head, took his figure into his eyes, and said with a smile: "Where did this cause trouble again?"
Li Guinong has a kind temper and no airs.
Zhu Sanhuai would only come here when he was sick. He was familiar with the road, copied the shovel placed beside the thatched cottage, propped himself up, walked to the land where Li Guinong had spread the herbs, dug a hole with the shovel, and whispered back: "The owner of the village The errand assigned to me was failed."
Li Guinong doesn't care about things outside the village. He only cares about farming. Li Guinong frowns slightly, relaxes for a moment, picks up a handful of blood-activating herbs from the ground, grinds them into dregs in a medicine grinder, and sprinkles them on Zhu Sanhuai. He went up and warned: "Remember to dig the hole a little deeper, just enough to expose the head, and mix the medicine evenly, otherwise the effectiveness of the medicine will be compromised."
Zhu Sanhuai just dug the hole. The soil was soft and the hole was about the size of a water tank, reaching halfway up to his waist.
Li Guinong said abruptly: "Did that guy say when he would come to Yangzhou?"
Li Guinong is the village owner's uncle, and he is the only one in the entire villa who can call the village owner "boy." But Li Guinong only cared about the harvest and rarely mentioned the farm owner. He suddenly asked about the farm owner, indicating that the incident in Chang'an had still reached his ears. Before leaving, the village owner told him that it was best not to tell Li Guinong anything about Chang'an.
Zhu Sanhuai stopped digging, looked up at Li Guinong, thinking about his words, smiled, and prevaricated: "How can we know the owner's itinerary? This matter is also a unilateral letter sent by Mrs. Luo. We press Trust us.”
Li Guinong said oh and didn't pursue the matter.
Zhu Sanhuai dug a hole in a muffled voice. It took him a cup of tea to dig a hole as deep as one person. He mixed the medicine residue and soil on the side, spread half of it at the bottom of the hole, climbed into the hole, and buried himself. Buried to the chest level, it was really unsustainable, so he begged in the pit: "Please give me a few more shovels of soil."
Li Guinong put down the medicine, stood up slowly, took the shovel, and filled the pit with soil shovel by shovel. The soil covered Zhu Sanhuai until his round head was exposed outside the pit. Li Guinong filled the hole with his feet wearing straw sandals. The soil on the pit is compacted.
Li Guinong is not a martial artist. He has been farming all year round, immersed in it, and has a glimpse of the way of nature. As a mortal, he has entered the realm of transformed objects. Any land in his hands will become fatter, and the yield of anything he grows will be higher than others, even living animals. Planted in the soil by him, it will also be alive and kicking, and it will be stronger than ordinary people.
"It'll be done in two hours." Li Guinong buried the soil, walked back to the thatched cottage with a shovel, then placed the shovel in the corner, took out a handful of herbs from the thatched cottage, sat in front of a wooden stake and rolled them Herbal medicine.
Zhu Sanhuai's head shook on the ground, like a newly grown radish. It was very uncomfortable to be buried in the soil, and the blood and Qi were not flowing smoothly. He only wanted to drink water, but he could not send Li Guinong. He blew the whistle with all his strength, and a black-backed piggy picked up a cantaloupe and rolled it to his mouth. The cantaloupe was the size of a bite and had enough water to quench his thirst. Zhu Sanhuai didn't mind being dirty, so he sucked it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and filled it with juice. In the mouth, the cantaloupe is applied to the stomach, mobilizing Zhou Shenqi and blood. The ribs that were broken by Wu Jin earlier felt crisp and itchy, and new meat was growing.
At the bottom of the mountain, there are criss-crossing roads, and Su Lingdang climbs the mountain, full of murderous intent.
Most of the farmers guarding the mountain at Guinong Villa had seen Su Lingdang and did not stop him, and even saluted and said hello. Only a few stupid young people picked up pitchforks, hoes and other farm tools to stop them, and they were shouted back by the older farmers.
"How come Mr. Su is free to go up the mountain today?" asked a farmer who was weeding in the field.
Another farmer who was watering the water echoed: "Is there a new dish coming out of the building? Mr. Su is looking for ingredients!"
Su Lingdang went up the mountain to find Zhu Sanhuai. He had no ill intentions toward these farmers, restrained his murderous intent, and asked, "Where is your village owner?"
The farmer who was weeding glanced at the top of the mountain and hesitated to speak. When the village owner was being carried up the mountain, he happened to see the village owner going up the mountain with his front legs, and Su Louzhu coming back with his hind feet. This owner, who had not been here all year round, went up the mountain at this juncture. Those who are not good.
The farmer who was watering the water was careless and pointed the water ladle at the thatched hut halfway up the mountain. "The owner of the village probably went to the thatched hut."
The farmer who watered the house thought that Li Guinong was guarding the thatched cottage, so the owner Su would not act too casually.
Saying goodbye to the two of them, Su Lingdang used Qinggong to go up the mountain, shrunk down to an inch, and reached the thatched cottage in an instant.
When Li Guinong saw Su Lingdang appearing outside the fence, he stopped what he was doing, sat up straight and waited for her to walk in, but he was in a panic. It was best not to see the disciple of the Demon King.
Li Guinong acted like an elder and pretended to be calm: "Why did Xiao Lingdang come up the mountain today? Is your master coming to Yangzhou?"
Li Guinong was in the thatched cottage. No matter how angry Su Lingdang was, he had to restrain himself. He looked around the thatched cottage and saw Zhu Sanhuai growing on the ground swaying in the wind. Even if he thought he would not run away, he nodded and said, "Grandpa Li is fine. Master, she is already here." I am living in seclusion in the Five Flavors Forest, and I came here today to find Master Zhu Zhuang."
Li Guinong rolled his eyes. If he wasn't looking for him, he should leave as soon as possible. He said, "Since you are looking for Master Zhu, then I, an old man, should avoid it."
Li Guinong doesn't care about Jianghu affairs, but he will definitely be interested in Chang'an affairs. Su Lingdang said in a roundabout way: "It's not a big deal to come here today. I just want to ask Master Zhu about the twelve students of Chang'an Qimen."
"Twelve students of Qimen?" Li Guinong's brows twisted into twine, and a chill swept over Zhu Sanhuai.
He doesn't care about court affairs or Jianghu affairs, but he is most familiar with the Twelve Qimen. They were also the ones who were hunted down back then. They were the Twelve Qimen who were directly subordinate to the empress. Tianxialou and Chang'an didn't have much in common. Today she He suddenly went up the mountain and asked about the Qimen Twelve Lives, which meant that the Qimen Twelve Lives had come to Yangzhou.
"San Huai, Qimen Twelve have come to Yangzhou!" This old man who has been farming for many years also shows a kingly aura at this moment, and his slender eyes are as deep as the starry sky.
Zhu Sanhuai was buried in the soil, unable to move up and down, and said vaguely: "The owner of the village said in a letter that the person at Chang'an Zhaixing Tower calculated that the Miss Shen family has a similar fate to the empress, and wanted to take her into the palace. You and the owner of the village had received the fate of the Shen family back then. The owner of the village also remembered his old kindness and wanted to help the Shen family escape this disaster, so he ordered us to kidnap Miss Shen in disguise. When the limelight is over, and if we create the illusion of death due to illness, Chang'an will naturally let the Shen family go."
Li Guinong lowered his eyes. The mutiny back then was still vivid in his mind, and he couldn't bear to look back on the past. He said in a low voice: "I did receive a favor from the Shen family back then. Being able to help the Shen family escape this disaster is also a way to repay the favor."
Su Lingdang complained from the side: "Old man, this repayment of gratitude will not bring trouble to our world."
Thinking of Su Rou, Li Guinong was still frightened and turned to Zhu Sanhuai, "Is there anything going on with Tianxialou here?"
Zhu Sanhuai swallowed his saliva and whispered: "The owner is afraid that Guinong Villa will go against Chang'an and Chang'an will know about it, and it will be difficult to protect him. So he asked Jun Bubai, the son of the previous owner Su, to come to Yangzhou and take Miss Shen to Suzhou Tianxialou to escape the limelight. .”
Su Rou's son, Li Guinong blew his beard and glared, and said sternly: "Asshole, Chang'an is not easy to mess with, but Su Rou is easy to mess with. He has forgotten how the leg was broken!"
Su Lingdang almost laughed out loud. Bai Xiaosheng's leg was broken by his master.
After Li Guinong vented his anger, his arrogant demeanor also calmed down a lot. His nephew had to clean up this mess himself. He rubbed his hands and said tentatively, "Little Bell, look at it, they are all old men and I have neglected to discipline them. Later, I will write a letter and ask that boy to come to Yangzhou to see me. I am here to apologize to you for causing trouble in your world. If Chang'an causes trouble again, just mention me to Guinong Villa. If you don't feel relieved, you Make another request, if Guinong Villa can do it, I will definitely satisfy you."
Li Guinong didn't want to hit the smiling man, but Su Lingdang would not show mercy. Since he promised to leave all matters in Chang'an to Guinong Villa, his brother gave him some advice and let him know the stakes. It's better than blocking a knife for someone else. He coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said: "Since you have always talked about this, I will take a step back and make it a different case. However, you have to compensate me for this incident at Guinong Villa."
You can't let your anger out, and you must extort some money.
Li Guinong saw the shadow of Su Rou on Su Lingdang and felt something was wrong.
"From tomorrow onwards, two baskets of the freshest fruits and vegetables will be sent to Tianxialou every day, as well as half a fan of pork. The meat must be free-range on the mountain. If not, you will have to weigh the consequences yourself. Also, Tianxialou will not give you any money. What will you get? When I'm done with my anger, I can talk about the money."
Su Lingdang has been merciful. If Su Rou were here, the entire mountain would not be satisfied. Li Guinong nodded in agreement.
Zhu Sanhuai, who was buried in the ground, looked ashen, but there was nothing he could do. Fruits and vegetables are easy to talk about, but pork must be raised free-range in the mountains. It is all the blood of the godfather. At this moment, all he wanted was for Su Lingdang to add some more soil and simply bury herself here alive.
After Su Lingdang finished beating the bamboo stick, she felt relieved a lot. When she got home, she beat her again and Jun Bubai stopped meddling in the affairs of the court.
Some are happy and some are sad.
Su Lingdang bid farewell to Li Guinong and flew from the middle of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, her bells ringing happily all the way.
