Qingzhou in the northern region, Qingguo, Qizhou Prefecture.
Su Qing was walking on the road, holding a wine jar in her arms.
He came to help deliver wine and to say goodbye to old friends.
Song Yuan.
Now Song Yuan is coming to the end of his life and will die soon.
A hundred years ago, when he first came here, Penglai was still standing. Scholars carried him up the mountain. Song Yuan helped him on the way, and then he carried him a thousand steps on his back.
The fate between Su Qing and Song Yuan is over, and there is no need to do anything more whether they are alive or dead. But there is still a bond between Nihai and Song Yuan.
Ni Boy's predecessor was a scholar, and he lived with Song Yuan in Penglai Beixian. On the occasion of his death, he was presented with the first batch of apricot flower wine, which was regarded as the end of the fate. From now on, you can focus on self-cultivation and no longer have to worry about the world.
However, when Su Qing came this time, she made some unexpected discoveries.
When Peng came, he promised to ward off a disaster for Song Yuan and light peace incense to protect his family's home for thousands of years.
The incense of peace protects the safety of the family and home, but it does not mean the continuation of wealth and wealth for thousands of years.
Song Yuan misunderstood this fate and fell into the quagmire of secularity. Fortunately, when he was burning incense against the calamity, he found his way back and gave up the wealth and wealth to become an ordinary person.
Now the Song family has moved out of their original residence and built a house in the countryside. Song Yuan's son Song Ren has two more sons and a daughter, and the whole family lives together.
"Thank you, Mr. Song. Thank you, Mr. Song... You are so kind. Mr. Song will definitely be able to bring good fortune to people and the heavens, and turn misfortune into good fortune..."
"I would like to lend you your kind words..."
In front of the Song family's gate, a young man was seeing off guests.
The young man was wearing a silk and satin gown, and his guest was an old peasant woman. The old woman held a small cloth bag in her hand and thanked the young man repeatedly.
The cloth bag contains incense ashes, the incense ashes of peace.
Now the Song family no longer has the ambition of a thousand-year-old family, they just want to live a stable life. However, outsiders would not think so, let alone treat peace incense as an ordinary thing.
Incense is given by immortals and can burn for thousands of years. The resulting incense ash will naturally not be ordinary.
Over the years, many people have coveted the fragrance of peace, but no matter what their ideas are, they have never succeeded. Later, some people retreated and settled on incense ashes.
Many people came to buy the goods with large sums of money, and some even wanted to take over the contract. If you are willing to do this business, it will definitely be more profitable than any other business.
But the Song family remained unmoved and refused to give up regardless of threats or inducements. However, if he simply comes to ask for peace and good luck, the Song family will not refuse.
There were two businessmen waiting in front of the Song family, carrying many gifts in large and small bags.
Seeing the old woman leaving with the incense ashes, she quickly stepped forward to talk to the young man. The purpose is the same as that of the old woman, also to ask for incense ash.
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The young man is the great-grandson of Song Yuan and the eldest grandson of Song Ren. He is known as the eldest son of Song.
Facing the two businessmen, the First Master Song had a very different attitude and refused the request very forcefully. After a fierce argument, the two businessmen left angrily with their things.
"Brother, how did you drive them away?" A person hurried out of the yard, looking very impatient, "That old woman can give it, why can't others give it to her? She came all the way from the capital, and she brought heavy weight with her. present……"
This man is the sister-in-law of the eldest son of the Song Dynasty. His surname is Chang Xingsan, and he is known as Chang Sangongzi.
The eldest son of Song obviously didn't like his brother-in-law, so he interrupted him directly.
"That old man is doing it because his son is getting married and wants the incense ashes to be a happy blessing. Those people are doing business and should not be compared."
"They cannot be compared. The big merchants from the capital have deep connections in the imperial court. If you drive them all away, then..."
"So what if you are a relative of the emperor." The eldest son of the Song Dynasty looked serious. "The Song family only wants the safety of the family, not wealth and power. When you came in, your grandfather and father already said that."
"Brother, I didn't mean that..."
"Of course I know what you mean. Aren't those two people invited by you?"
"This is an unjust accusation. Who is talking nonsense?"
"You know whether you are unjust or not. Well, my grandfather is not in good health, so I have to take care of him. As for the guests you invited, you have to deal with them yourself. Otherwise, I will not give face to my sister every time."
Mr. Song said no more and turned around and entered the courtyard.
"Brother, wait..." Chang San shouted twice but failed to stop, so he could only stamp his feet angrily.
The two businessmen who were driven away by the eldest son Song did not go far and kept hiding in the wall stacks nearby. Seeing Mr. Song entering the courtyard, he greeted Chang San from a distance.
Chang San hurriedly ran over, nodded and bowed when they met: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my uncle..."
"Stop it," said a businessman, "You said you could take care of the Song family and start the incense business, so we helped you take care of that little girl and made you the Song family's son-in-law. But it's been half a year, why are you still there? no?"
Another businessman even threatened: "We spent a lot of money to help you chase the third lady of the Song family. Those who pretended to be robbers were all my servants, and they were beaten badly by you at the beginning. If this doesn't work, you Even the capital and interest must be returned!”
"Don't worry, there's already a way." Chang San comforted the two of them and said quickly, "Isn't Old Man Song going to die? My grandfather-in-law will be the head of the family. By then, I will definitely be able to get things done."
"Is there any difference?" the businessman glared. "Will your father-in-law listen to you?"
"Of course there is a difference." Chang San said hehely, "You don't know that when Old Man Song was young, he was a son-in-law and suffered a lot. So he has a lot of feelings for me, my great-granddaughter's son-in-law. Subtle. And my grandfather-in-law is very filial. As long as Old Man Song leaves me a message when he leaves, he will definitely listen..."
Chang Sangong talked a lot, and the two businessmen were dubious. But after all, I have spent a lot of money, so I decided to give it some more time.
After seeing off the two businessmen, Young Master Chang breathed a sigh of relief.
Turning back to the front door, I saw a person.
He was dressed plainly and looked ordinary, holding a wine jar in his hand.
It was Su Qing.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Mr. Chang quickly ran over to stop him.
"I'm here to see Song Yuan." Su Qing said, "I've been asked to deliver a jar of wine."
"Sending wine?" Young Master Chang looked Su Qing up and down.
Most people who come to ask for incense ash are not empty-handed. The difference is that ordinary people only bring ordinary gifts. For example, the old woman just brought a basket of vegetables.
Now seeing Su Qing holding a jar of wine, Mr. Chang naturally thought so.
Before, Su Qing looked like a passerby, but now I looked closely and found that he was a farmer with a grimace on his face. The clothes on his body were also in rags, with a lot of oil stains on them. The wine jar he was holding was also in tatters.
According to the custom of the Song family, such a visitor would be invited in, and at least he would be notified and let the First Master Song handle it. But because of what happened just now, Chang San was in a bad mood.
"Who do you think the old man of the Song family is? Do you just want to meet him? Besides, you have the nerve to come to the door with such a thing?" Chang San waved his hand away impatiently. "Gungun, don't make trouble here."
"It's okay if you don't see me." Su Qing put the wine jar on the ground, "Send the wine to someone else, just leave it to him."
"Hey, you..." Chang San was a little annoyed and was about to curse. But as soon as his eyes flashed, the wine delivery man had disappeared.
"Where did he go? He ran very fast." Chang San glanced at the wine jar on the ground, and he became angry for no reason, so he wanted to pick it up and throw it away.
Taking this one, I almost ducked.
The small wine jar seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it was difficult to move it no matter how hard I tried.
"Damn it!" Chang San was even more angry and kicked him hard.
Then, there was a scream, and he was wailing and rolling on the ground holding his feet.
The screams shocked the inside, and a woman hurried out.
The woman has an ordinary appearance and a slightly chubby figure. She is Song Ren's great-granddaughter. Because she has two older brothers, she is known as Song Sanniangzi. When he went out, he encountered a gangster and was rescued by Chang San. They fell in love at first sight and got married.
"Msang Gong, what's wrong with you?" Lady Song Sanniang was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help her.
"That wine jar..." Chang San rolled in pain and almost burst into tears. "Even if you kick a stone, it won't hurt this much. This wine jar is too evil..."
"Wine jar?" Madam Song Sanniang was suspicious. She walked to the wine jar and looked at it, then reached out and hugged her. "Very light? Mr., have you been moved?"
"..."
Seeing the third wife holding the wine jar easily, Chang San was speechless and didn't know what to say, so she just held her feet in her arms.
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The Song family, a large family, has long lifespan, with the elder being a centenarian. The villagers admired it so much that they collected incense ashes from the ancestral hall to pray for blessings. The Song family refused to accept anything except gold and silver. People say that if you are accommodating in etiquette and justice, and have a noble and upright spirit, you will have more happiness and longevity, which is the style of a noble family.
"Qingzhou Zhi·Qing Ji"
