"Cough, cough." Mo Qijia coughed twice and said, "I only have Brother Qin in my eyes, so I'm leaving."
Chi Nu'an stepped forward and grabbed Mo Qijia's sleeves and said, "No way, I've seen Brother Qi a long time ago. Where's the gift?"
Mo Qijia took out a string of Buddhist beads from his arms, stuffed it into An An's hand, scratched his head and said, "Take it, I earned this with a lot of effort."
Young Taoist: So big, so big, and powerful.
In the hall, Gu Hao looked stern when he saw Mo Qijia taking out the Buddhist beads, but then he returned to normal.
Chi Nuan looked at the young Taoist and Song Qian and said, "Who are these two?"
Qin Xian said: "This is my new younger brother, Song Qian. This is a beggar. Just give me some food to kill him."
The young Taoist silently recited the Sanqing Infinite Thousands of times to no avail, and said angrily: "Who is the beggar?"
"Who insisted on following me just now and said that she was hungry and asked for a meal?" Qin Xian sneered.
Then he said: "Didn't you say that people who practice Taoism don't eat during the day?"
The young Taoist first gave An An a gift, and then said: "I've been helping you all day, but I can't arrange a meal? Besides, that's not what I said! No food! Yes, no food if it's not true! You can eat when you want, and you can't eat if you don't want to. .”
The young Taoist was too lazy to talk to Qin Xian, so he took out a cloud-patterned copper coin from his sleeve and handed it to An An, saying: "Girl is having a birthday today. It is actually the happy star in the sky of the jade tree. The golden luan reports good news. If you can relax your mind, it will be like this." Everything goes smoothly, and I will give you this copper coin and the divination divination for the girl."
An An accepted the copper coins. Although he didn't understand, he smiled happily and said, "Thank you, Taoist Priest."
Qin Xian and the three of them looked at each other and felt that they were extremely stingy. It was the first time they had come into contact with Taoism in their lives, and they had the impression of being stingy towards Taoism ever since.
Chi Nuan turned to look at Song Qian again. Qin Xian hurriedly pulled An An over and whispered in his ear: "Forget it, he is an orphan and has nothing. Just ask for a blessing."
Song Qian touched his body and found that he had nothing else, and said: "I owe it now, and I will make up for it in the future. Here, I wish my sister Zhong Lingyu to be beautiful, win over hundreds of flowers, and spread the fragrance throughout the court."
Chi Nu'an had never heard such a congratulatory message before, so he was naturally very happy and hurriedly thanked him.
Gu Hao said loudly: "Okay, come in and sit down."
When the young Taoist saw Gu Hao, he became restless. After drinking for ten days, he said, "Uncle, have you ever been to Xuanzhou?"
Gu Hao looked as usual and said, "I've never been there."
The young Taoist punished himself with a drink and said with a smile: "It's because Xiaodao recognized the wrong person and was rude."
Song Qian said: "Third brother, are you a fake Taoist priest?"
The young Taoist looked ugly.
Qin Xian said sadly: "You don't have to ask, which Taoist priest drinks wine and eats meat, and after a while, he has two chicken legs in his stomach."
Everyone was making fun of them, and the atmosphere was joyful. Gu Hao drank a few drinks with a few boys, then left the table to the younger generation and went to the backyard to make ink.
Just in time for the meeting, the five sons pushed glasses and drank together happily;
Stubbornness, kindness, wealth, and affection are the hardest things to keep in the world.
…
The moonlight pushed aside the clouds and slipped into the courtyard of the poor family. It swept across the cart loaded with oranges and passed through the window, illuminating the paper in front of the woman's case. There was only a dot of ink on the paper, and not a word was written. She hesitated to pick up the pen.
I don't know when a man in white clothes stood outside the house. He wore a square scarf and a goatee. He stood with his hands behind his back. He looked like a god in the moonlight.
Although he had not stepped into the house, he seemed to know the woman's every move. When he saw that the woman was slow to move her pen and ink, he said in a deep voice: "Why is this so?"
Hearing this, the woman put down her pen and paper, pushed out the door, looked at the usually respected Mr. Zhang from the school, and said with a wry smile: "Sir, the oranges are ripe again!"
When Zhang Jian heard these words, his body trembled and he comforted him: "Next year."
The woman shook her head, even though there were tears in her eyes, she still smiled and said, "My sister knows that your husband has good intentions, but he is wrong after all. Not everyone is born good."
Zhang Jian was a little speechless, but as the sages taught him, he knew he was right and explained: "Some people take detours."
"I have done too many wrong things for him, not to mention breaking up with my mother's family, but he planted medicine in my body and treated me as a spiritual tool. He even knew that I was pregnant and wanted to cultivate my own flesh and blood child into the incarnation of the Corpse God. "
When the woman said this, she burst into tears.
Zhang Jian looked ashamed and said, "I went looking for him, but I couldn't find him."
Blood flowed from the woman's ears. She seemed to have lost all her strength and leaned against the door. She choked and said, "Sir, I only hate myself. I wasted my time as a mother and neglected to discipline Qin Xian. This is God's punishment. I dare not resist." "
Zhang Jian said: "You gave medicine to your body and hurt the source. It is a disease. How can you be punished by God? I have other ways to survive."
The woman possessed him and saluted, "My husband has extended my life for ten more years. My sister is content with that. I don't hate him. Everything is not because of me. Now that Xian'er has grown up, I have no nostalgia for him anymore."
Zhang Jian said in a deep voice: "Guilty, sinful, why are you more pedantic than a scholar like me? It is obvious that everything started with him."
The woman said: "Whether he is pedantic or stupid, I only hope that your husband can guide Qin Xian to be kind and to be gentle and true. If he can be like you in the end, it would be the best to be a husband."
Zhang Jian remained silent.
The woman raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth and said: "Sir, there is no difference in education. My sister, Mr. Quan Dang, agreed. Alas, come on, come on, I did something wrong again today."
The clouds covered the moonlight, and the courtyard became dark, as if they didn't want the woman's body to be exposed.
The orange trees outside the house have grown into a forest, and the children inside have become adults.
From then on, the heart is burned and the sun sets, and the bones are burned in the mud under the orange tree.
Qin Xian and others were full of wine and food. Suddenly they realized that the night was already late, so they got up and left.
An An quickly pulled Qin Xian to the corner, her face was red, and she didn't know whether she was drunk or had something to hide, and said, "Brother Qin, can you celebrate my birthday every year from now on?"
Qin Xian nodded and said: "Of course."
The girl was immediately elated and said, "Brother Qin must keep his word."
Qin Xian didn't know what was going on, so why not just celebrate her birthday? No matter what the difficulty is, he replied: "It counts."
After bidding farewell to Uncle Gu, they walked out of the door. Qin Xian hesitated for a moment. Seeing this, Mo Qijia cautiously said: "Brother Qin? Are you going home or..."
Qin Xian remained silent.
Song Qian said: "Second brother, you have to go home, otherwise where would you go?"
Qin Xian looked at the drunken young Taoist staggering around and said, "Go to your place, I can't live in my house."
Mo Qijia thought to himself that my dilapidated house was big, but it was hard to sleep.
Early next morning.
Xianyuanshan got up early in the morning. Normally, he would never be able to get up at this hour. Today was different from the past. Thinking that Qin's mother had gone to Gu Hao's house for discussion yesterday, she thought of coming early to ask how the situation was. If it succeeds, he will have done a great job, and his stupid grandson will be saved. If His Highness asks for a place as a current disciple, the Taoist sect will definitely have a way to cure him.
If it doesn't work, he snorts coldly: "It will work even if it doesn't work. The survival of your mother and daughter depends entirely on my rescue. Such a great favor, I want to see how you explain it to me."
He walked up Xianyuan Mountain and knocked on the door of Qin Xian's house, "Brother and sister, are you there? I'll help you pick oranges."
As he was talking, he found that the door was open, so he opened the crack of the door and shouted inside. When no one answered for a while, he pushed open the wooden door and walked in.
The oranges on the wooden cart in the courtyard have not yet been unloaded.
Clothes left to be dried were also confiscated.
Xianyuanshan was surprised, maybe he had gone to pick oranges, so he tentatively called Qin Xian again. Seeing that no one answered, he slowly walked into the house. The house was neat and tidy. The matchmaker is a person who likes to be clean. Always cleaned spotlessly.
Seeing that the door to the inner room was ajar, Xian Yuanshan tiptoed over and opened the door. He was shocked by the scene in front of him. He saw the matchmaker lying calmly on the bed, with blood stains on her orifices still wet.
Carefully, he stepped forward and reached out to touch the tip of his nose.
died.
Xianyuanshan hurriedly came out of Hong Niang's house and returned home. He greeted the villagers he met on the way casually.
When he got home, he calmed down for a while, then suddenly stood up again and threw everything on the table to the ground. He gritted his teeth and said, "You will die soon if you don't get it done, bitch. I can still handle this without you."
He seemed to have some strange idea, so he called his servants and said, "Quickly go and find out if the matchmaker went to Gu Hao's house yesterday. Hurry."
After about three sticks of incense, the servant came back panting.
Xian Yuanshan said: "How?"
The servant said: "I've been there. I heard from a neighbor of Gu Hao's family that he came out not long after he went in. There seemed to be a quarrel. He said he heard Gu Hao yelling and breaking things."
The old man said something wonderful twice, and then asked his servants to find his son and daughter-in-law.
"Although it will take some effort, it can be done. It's a good death!" Xian Yuanshan said excitedly.
Not long after, Mr. Xian Li came together with his son Xian Yuanshan.
Xian Yuan Shan's son is called Xian Lin. He is in his mid-thirties this year. He is short in stature and has a deep mind. He only immerses himself in studying all day long, but cannot enter the Confucian school. He has been rejected by Zhang Jian many times, but he never gives up. , still regard himself as a Confucian scholar.
After entering the house, he first treated Xian Yuanshan with Confucian etiquette, which he learned from Zhang Jian, and then said, "What's the matter with father recruiting me and my husband?"
When Xian Yuanshan saw his son like this, he became very angry and shouted: "Today's matter is related to the future of my Xian family. Put away your behavior." Then he looked at his sleepy daughter-in-law and said: "You too , stand up, what does it look like."
Mrs. Xian Li curled her lips and said in a strange tone, "I wonder why father called us so early in the morning?"
Xian Yuanshan told the two of them his idea and explained how powerful it was. The couple immediately became energetic and went to take care of things separately.
There are no official families in Zuzhou. All affairs in each village are managed by their respective village chiefs, who are also passed down from generation to generation. On weekdays, when someone commits a crime, Xianyuanshan will summon the villagers to the village stage and grassland to discuss matters, because it is big enough.
The villagers also murmured in their hearts, this has not been discussed for a long time, what will it be like today?
A woman commented:
"Old man Ge must have committed a crime. The old man has been crazy all day long, and I don't know what other unscrupulous things he did."
"It might also be Qin Xiao'er."
"Yes, that scourge stole three chickens from my house a month ago. If it was him, the old and new ones will be counted together."
"That kid even burned down my cowshed because it smelled too bad. Tell me, how can you be such a wolf at such a young age?"
"That is to say, poor matchmaker is such a good person, why did she give birth to such a baby?"
All the women were talking about who they were talking about today.
…
The place where Mo Qijia lived used to be the feed house of Lanshui Village, where livestock feed was kept. Mo Qijia made a wooden bed by himself, and Qin Xian could usually be squeezed in. Now that there are two more people, Qin Xian can Let Song Qian sleep with the young Taoist. The two of them slept on a hay pile, suffering from backache all night long. So Mo Qijia got up because he felt really uncomfortable, and felt a little hungry. He went out to find some food, but after knocking several times, no one opened the door.
Lanshui Village is an inconspicuous little village to the east of Guzi Village and Maihuali. In addition to farming, the villagers also do some vigilance and wandering trades. That is, some fruits and medicinal materials need to be picked and sealed immediately after they mature, otherwise they will be lost. It has the properties of the medicine, so when they get the medicinal materials, three or two people are often there for twelve hours at a time.
Several You Ya walked towards them, and Mo Qijia stepped forward to "borrow" some medicinal fruits. But when he got closer, he heard clearly the content of the conversation between the two You Ya, and was immediately dumbfounded.
