Da da da!
The carriage stopped at the door of the tavern, and the servant knelt on the ground.
Chen Chengye stepped down on his back, smiling in the spring breeze, and greeted Zhou Yi who was opening the door.
"Shopkeeper Sun, long time no see!"
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Zhou Yi smiled and cupped his hands, and drank a pot of wine from the wine jar with the word "Chen" on it: "Mr. Chen, it's so light. Osmanthus was specially added during the brewing to reduce the spiciness and make it sweet again!"
After Chen Jiye tasted it, he praised it repeatedly and took out a stack of redemption tickets from his sleeve.
"Thank you to the shopkeeper for reminding me a few days ago. Not only did the Chen family not suffer a loss, they also took the opportunity to make a fortune. A small thank you would be disrespectful!"
Zhou Yi waved his hand and declined: "Mr. Chen, don't be polite. Do you think we are short of money?"
"Too."
Chen Jiye said with a smile: "The way the shopkeeper walks, sits, and sleeps, and how much he eats and wears, all indicate his family's origins in learning. Especially the martial arts is so profound, which is rare in the world, but it scared me and Lao Lu."
The fact that the Chen family and the Lu family have been able to inherit so far is only partly due to their deep family heritage. What is more important is their diligent practice of martial arts.
Force is the basis for ensuring the wealth of the old family. Otherwise, it would have been divided up by the emerging families. No matter how powerful the productivity of the machine is, it will not be faster than grabbing it directly.
"Martial arts are passed down in my family, so practice whatever you want."
Zhou Yi said: "I would also like to thank Mr. Chen for sending me the storybook. There are more than two thousand volumes, which is enough to read for a lifetime."
Chen Jiye nodded slightly, obviously understanding Zhou Yi's change of topic, and he was too sensible to continue asking about the origin of martial arts.
He had already done a thorough investigation of the Book of Changes, and found out that one of them was a Taoist priest from Baiyun Temple, but he could not find out which Taoist temple it was. He should have bought the certificate by donating incense money.
Another identity is Sun Wu, who has a registered residence in Beijing.
Chen Jiye had never heard of a family named Sun. They should be a small family that was lucky enough to inherit the relics of the previous dynasty.
The previous dynasty used force to establish the country, and Emperor Taishi single-handedly suppressed Yunzhou for hundreds of years. After the fall of the Qing Kingdom, the inheritance was scattered in all directions. Including the rapid rise of emerging families today, they rely not only on Zhou Taizu and machines, but also on the inheritance of Qi and blood martial arts.
The benevolence, righteousness and morality that the rich people talk about must be ancient. If they can kill emerging families with force, they will definitely not be merciful.
These two identities are nothing in Chen Jiye's eyes, and many branches of the Chen family have changed their names.
The key is that Sun Wu lives in the former residence of the Immortal in Ningdefang!
This is the reason why Chen Jiye came to the tavern. Chen's house is located in Yongchangfang in the east of the city, and he has never come to such a second-rate place because of his identity. However, I heard from a servant in the house that someone was staying in the Immortal's former residence, so I went all the way to the tavern to find out.
Chen Jiye watched shopkeeper Sun greeting the guests, shook his head slightly and sighed.
"It's a pity that my surname is not Zhou."
We learned from the Chen family that our ancestors traced their origins back to the Holy Emperor Daqian, during which they met with immortal fate several times.
Today's obsession with collecting ancient books is fundamentally derived from the fear of death and the pursuit of immortality.
Over the decades, Chen Jiye collected many classics about the Qian Dynasty. Through connecting clues and guessing, he thought he had discovered the historical truth.
The Holy Emperor of Daqian established his country and ascended the throne, relying on the support of immortals!
This conclusion is inconsistent with current historical records and is not recognized by historians. After all, Chen Jiye read unofficial history.
“The most painful thing in life is not getting what you want.”
Chen Jiye's eyes were complicated: "Maybe the immortal's former residence was just a place where our ancestors climbed over the wall to play and met a Taoist who could tell stories. How can there be any immortals in this world?"
The new era is rolling in with the roar of machines. Chen Jiye no longer believes in the legends of Zhiyi. After all, even Buddhism and Taoism have begun to change.
Believers believe in doctrines, not gods!
Zhou Yi could not guess Chen Jiye's complex mood, nor would he cast spells to explore people's souls, just like a real tavern owner welcoming guests.
"Mr. Zhu is here, please take a seat."
"Two bottles of wine to take away? Wait a moment, sir!"
"Boss Zhang will bring the dishes for a few days, and the cook will be there later."
"..."
The taste of pear blossom white is the best in the capital. Those who drink good wine will never forget it. Come and drink two bottles of it early in the morning.
Zhou Yi was too busy to entertain guests, like a spinning top, and his solitary fairy spirit became increasingly sparse and he looked more and more like a mortal.
When people are busy, time flies by.
I went back to Kunlun Cave to practice at night, leaving only a phantom in the courtyard. I was busy entertaining guests during the day, and unknowingly the tavern had been open for half a year.
Chen Chengye, Lu Bo and others are from a thousand-year-old family that is famous in Yunzhou. Because they often come to the tavern to eat, they gradually attract many children from other aristocratic families. And because of the unique quality of Lihuabai, it gradually becomes a gathering place for old wealth.
The rich men all wore similar attire, including square scarves, long gowns, walking sticks, and clattering gold pocket watches.
The fabric is naturally of the highest quality, the family logo is embroidered on an inconspicuous part of the gown, the crutch looks like wood but is actually made of fine iron, and is inlaid with emeralds the size of pigeon eggs.
A gold pocket watch is not a machine product. Anyone who uses mass-produced products will be ostracized and despised. It must be handmade by craftsmen!
Regardless of all the gold and silver treasures all over the body, rich people never talk about money when they get together. It's very vulgar. They have to compare their ancestors and talk about inheritance.
For example, if two strangers meet, they must first take stock of their respective ancestors. Your ancestor was a county king three hundred years ago, and my ancestor was a prince five hundred years ago. That means he is a head above you!
As the old and wealthy gather together, adhering to the principle that the old and the new never meet, emerging families never have a tavern.
When the two kinds of people meet, they laugh at each other. One says that the little bumpkin is uneducated, and the other says that he is too old to die.
One tavern was targeted because of this. The policeman from Ningdefang came to check the accounts aggressively and said that someone had reported underpaying commercial taxes.
Zhou Yi took out a gold ingot and easily kneaded it into a standard gold coin in front of the servant.
Using his fingertips instead of a carving knife, he swiped a brush on the surface of the gold coin, and his face was painted on it in a matter of seconds.
Since then.
The Ningdefang policeman never came to the tavern again. Occasionally he would come off duty to drink, and he would change into casual clothes.
Zhou Yi found that the old and new families were in the same situation, but the Taoist priest could stand between Zhou Xuan and the two. After asking Chen Jiye for the reason, he couldn't help but curse.
"These guys have disgraced our ancestors!"
The Taoist priests of Baiyunguan inherited the inheritance of the Danding Sect and the Earth Fire Palace, and discovered many recipes from the classics. For example, a boring monk discovered that limestone was crushed and then calcined while refining weapons.
In the eyes of immortal cultivators, this formula is not as important as the tips for refining low-grade magic weapons.
The Taoist priest obtained a large amount of gold and silver wealth through the formula, and then began to tamper with the sages' scriptures on refining weapons and alchemy.
Immortals and gods have not appeared in the world for hundreds of years, and they have tasted the huge benefits of machines and commerce. Taoism tries to explain everything in the world through Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, and to explain the rationality of machines. So far, the results are good.
This explanation gives the new family a foothold. After all, the souls of the world have been ruled by Buddhism, Taoism, and the Four Books and Five Classics for countless years.
Lao Cai can reluctantly accept it, comforting himself that what he has learned has not been abandoned by the times!
…
City Patrol Department.
The imperial court established a new department less than fifty years old, responsible for patrolling the city during the day and maintaining public security and stability.
The emergence of a new department must be an urgent need of the situation. If the imperial court sets up a municipal inspection department, the Military and Horse Department and the Beijing Yamen can grind it into dust.
Zhou Taizu successfully promoted machines, business was unprecedentedly prosperous, and the floating population was increasing.
When there are more people, there will naturally be more cases. The Military Department and the Beijing Yamen are too busy, so they leave petty thefts, fights and other minor matters to the Municipal Patrol Department to deal with.
Chengdong City Patrol Cell.
The guard on duty had a hard day's work and fell asleep in his chair.
Bai Shiyu took out a piece of wire from his mouth, poked it in the keyhole, and the door opened with a click.
The prisoner in the cell next to him was stunned. He pointed at the door lock and then at his mouth, indicating that he dared to shout loudly without opening the door.
Bai Shiyu repeated his old trick and helped the prisoner open the cell door.
The prisoner looked happy and was about to take advantage of the darkness to escape when he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck and passed out.
"You dare to take advantage of Mr. Bai!"
As he spoke, he held the prisoner by the back of his neck and put him on the seat opposite the officer, and used his feet to escape with Qinggong.
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