Qingzhou in the Northern Territory.
Qingguo, Qizhou Prefecture.
"Here are the hot buns, the newly released hot buns..."
"Guests, please come in. The shop has all kinds of fried and fried dishes. The price is not expensive and the quantity is sufficient. I guarantee that you will be satisfied..."
"This dish of yours is not made of gold, so why is it so expensive... Two copper coins, no more..."
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, why don't you look at the road... The horse will be frightened and hit, but don't expect me to pay for it..."
There was a lot of traffic and people coming and going, and small merchants and hawkers were shouting. Su Qing wears a snow-white gown with a milk jade crown, and walks among the crowd with a green sword slung across her body. The deer and the crane are extraordinary, and you will know they are extraordinary at first sight.
It's just that there are so many people on the street, but no one pays attention. Even if you pass by, it's as if you haven't seen it.
When an immortal comes to earth, it is difficult to see his true appearance.
Su Qing only wants to achieve karma, not to practice in the world. If you want people to see you, you can see them; if you don’t want people to see you, you can’t see them.
Those who are entangled in cause and effect, those who are destined, are exceptions.
I fell on the street and walked because the smoke from the fireworks was too heavy and it was inconvenient to look for it from the clouds. Walking and listening to the bustle of people is just a pastime.
Apart from the noise on the road, there is also the chatter of drinkers.
"Although the six nations are still competing for supremacy in today's world, the general trend no longer depends on national power itself, but depends on the ten great masters."
"Are the top ten grandmasters still good? After all, it has been so many years. Talents have emerged from generation to generation, and I heard that some of them have been defeated by younger generations."
"You know what the hell, the ten great masters have all received guidance from immortals. Winning or losing in the moment does not mean the future."
"I agree. Nine of the great masters have established sects. No matter their influence or strength, they are unmatched by later generations. For example, our Baishengtang in Qingguo has even the imperial court to rely on."
"Only the strongest sword god among the ten grandmasters has not yet established a sect, and has always been alone. Because he promised to serve the Yan Kingdom for thirty years, he signed his seal and left three years ago."
"I know this. After that, he went to various places to challenge masters and defeated all nine other masters. A year later, he crossed the sea and defeated hundreds of masters from foreign lands in a row. Later, he seemed to have encountered an opponent, and he was seriously injured and defeated. There has been no news in the past year, so he is probably recuperating from his injuries."
"Speaking of the God of Swords, I have to mention Human Slaughter of Wei. I mean the newest one. The older generation has the strongest Sword God, and the new generation definitely takes Human Slaughter first."
"I heard that he was a disciple of Lao Lao Tu, and he had a fight with the God of Swords. But because he was not involved in the world, the result is still a mystery."
"In the past thirty-three years, the forces have been reshuffled, the situation has been turbulent, and the situation has been ups and downs. The previous hundreds of years combined are not as exciting as the past thirty years. I am so lucky to be born now."
"I feel the same way, please drink this cup to the full..."
"Wang Laoer, you're drinking here again, go home and chop the firewood!"
"Hey, madam. Why don't you be so rude in front of all the heroes... Oh, don't throw away the bench, I'll go back right away..."
There was a lot of excitement in the tavern, but no matter how exciting it was, it had nothing to do with Su Qing.
The chatter among drinkers is just a pastime, and the so-called masters will not care about it. Just like when a pedestrian is bored, he will glance at the ants on the roadside, but he will never study which one is the strongest.
When the Lord of Penglai comes to the human world, there will be nothing but clouds and mist.
Walking to a large house, Su Qing stepped forward and knocked the door bolt.
Cause and effect are in the human world, and they end in the human world. You can get here from Penglai in a few breaths, but you can't break into the house next door.
There was the sound of footsteps in the door, and an old servant opened the door.
Seeing Su Qing standing outside the door, the old servant was slightly stunned.
As the gatekeeper of the Song family, he has seen many dignitaries. But it was the first time for the old servant to see this immortal spirit in front of him.
"You...who are you looking for?" the old servant asked.
"Song Yuan." Su Qing said.
Hearing the other party calling the master by his name, the old servant did not dare to be careless and continued to ask cautiously: "Who are you? Do you have a name card?"
Su Qing said: "I am an old friend of Penglai, but I don't have a name card."
"Penglai?" The old servant was stunned for a moment, with something strange in his eyes.
Just when he was about to ask something, a carriage stopped outside the door. The driver stopped, opened the curtain, and a maid got out. After the maid got out of the car, she turned around and helped a lady in her forties.
"Why are you so blind?" the maid shouted to the old servant. "I don't see my wife coming back. Why don't you open the door quickly?"
"Hey, right away." The old servant quickly opened the door.
The maid helped the lady up the steps, but she didn't seem to see Su Qing. But the lady saw it, stopped and looked dissatisfied.
"Who are you? Why are you standing here?"
After hearing the lady's question, the maid saw Su Qing's appearance and was immediately startled. "Ah, what's wrong with you? You stand here without saying a word, you're scary to death."
"This is a calamity." Su Qing looked at the woman thoughtfully.
The lady glared at Su Qing and turned to ask the old servant. "Where did this person come from?"
The old servant said: "Come to see the master and say that he is an old friend of Penglai."
"It's this kind of deception again. I thought it had disappeared over the years." The noble lady said to Su Qing with a playful look on her face: "Are you trying to say that your elders have been to Penglai Island? Or, you are from Penglai. Coming?"
Su Qing said. "I live there."
"As expected." The lady chuckled. "You've lost a good skin for nothing. You have to be a liar. A liar is just a liar, and he doesn't know how to learn something new. The routines from decades ago are still being used today."
Su Qing said: "Just report it to Song Yuan."
"Hey, you're pretty excited? What kind of report are you applying for? Believe it or not, I'm going to report to the official position!"
The lady rolled her eyes at Su Qing and said to the old servant: "Give him two dollars and send him away. This will be the case in the future. If you are greedy, ask someone from the Yamen."
The maid helped the lady walk into the door, and the old servant sighed to Su Qing: "Young man, you don't look like a gangster. This is probably the first time this has happened. Don't do it in the future. You'll get slapped when you enter the Yamen."
The old servant took out two copper coins and handed them to Su Qing. After turning around, he thought about it and stuffed another four taels of silver.
Su Qing asked: "Isn't it two coins?"
"This is mine." The old servant said, "You can do some small business with it, do something decent at a young age, or go home and honor your parents. It's better than fooling others."
Su Qing smiled. "I accepted it."
The old servant also smiled and then closed the door.
Su Qing put the silver away, and the copper coins disappeared from his hands. Two streets away there was a beggar with two extra copper coins in his bowl.
At the same time, in the courtyard.
"have a guest?"
A man in his fifties walked out of the central hall. He was Song Yuan, the then-son-in-law of the Wang family.
He was a sturdy young man back then, but now he is a plump and plump man. Not to mention carrying someone on your back to climb the mountain, it’s hard to climb the mountain by yourself.
Now he is no longer a son-in-law, but a famous official of the Song Dynasty, who is famous throughout the Qing Kingdom.
"Master, are you here to pick me up?" The noble lady greeted her with a smile.
"Suddenly I feel a little irritable. Come out and get some air." Song Yuan said. "It's fate that I happened to meet Madam."
Mrs. Fang is Hou Na's concubine and comes from a scholarly family. Although he is a bit petty, he is well educated and educated. Song Yuan liked her very much and the relationship has always been good.
The woman giggled. "We have been married for so many years, but we are always destined to be together."
"You don't understand." Song Yuan smiled and asked, "I just heard you guys talking outside. Are there any guests coming?"
"A liar, the same old thing. But he looks..." Mrs. Fang suddenly got stuck: "Hey, what does he look like?"
Song Yuan couldn't help but smile. "I can forget this..."
"I really forgot." Mrs. Fang turned to the maid and the old servant and asked. "Do you remember?"
The maid and old servant were also confused.
"That's weird, I forgot about it too."
"I can't remember either. Is it a boy or a girl?"
Song Daguan's smile disappeared and his face gradually changed color.
…
The Song family, a large family in Qizhou, is easy-going and respectful. The magician cheated, and the lady gave him two copper coins. A small deception can be carried out, but a big deception can lead to imprisonment. Later generations praised her for being kind without losing her wisdom, and she was the wife of everyone.
"Chronicles of Qizhou Prefecture"
