I don't know what kind of result Ma Yuan and Ma Mingde will discuss, Ma Mingde probably won't agree with her father's decision, but she is a very filial daughter, and it seems that it is not easy to disobey her father.

But it doesn't matter what they will discuss, Liu Zhuang has already arrived. At this moment, he was standing in the middle of the Yan Jun Palace, bending over the crowd of Yan Jun on the stage. This posture has been maintained for nearly two quarters of an hour, and Liu Zhuang feels that he is a little tired, and if he continues like this, he is afraid that he will lie on the ground.

With a respectful demeanor and tone, Liu Zhuang asked, "Dare to ask all Yan Jun, can my request be granted?"

Lao Wu looked at him and said embarrassedly: "Let's do this... ,It used to be no problem.,Find someone.,It's very simple!But ......."

Liu Zhuang hurriedly asked, "But what is it?"

Lao Wu said: "We have thought about it recently, and it seems that we don't respect the ghost a little bit by revealing the other party's location without the consent of the ghost concerned!"

Liu Zhuang tried to prove that he had the qualifications to know Ma Mingde's whereabouts, and said: "Mingde and I are husband and wife in the world! The relationship has always been very good, and she will definitely want to see me! Isn't this kind of relationship okay?"

The sixth said very seriously: "Liu Zhuang, you must know all kinds of things in the world, and death will be empty." The underworld does not recognize any kind of relationship that any ghost has when he is in the human world, you and Ma Mingde are husband and wife in the human world, but not in the underworld. ”

Liu Zhuang was puzzled and said: "Then Emperor Xiaoxuan and his wife, and my father and mother, aren't they still husband and wife?"

Lao Dao: "That's because they got married again in the underworld and reported to the yamen of the underworld." ”

Liu Zhuang was a little confused, and said, "Then how can I know where Mingde is?"

Lao Wu slowly knocked on the table twice, and said in a dull tone: "Wait ......"

"Wait?"

"Wait!"

Lao Wu was also very helpless, from the time Liu Zhuang wanted to inquire about Ma Mingde's whereabouts, he burned a message to Ma Mingde, and he has not received a reply until now, what can be done except for a few......

Ma Mingde and his father almost quarreled, on the matter of whether to see Liu Zhuang, Ma Mingde was very insistent, and Ma Yuan was also very insistent, but in the end he gave up his insistence for his daughter. The happiness of his daughter is the most important, as for those grievances, let's slowly settle them with his emperor in the future, after all, it is Liu Xiu who has grievances with him, not Liu Zhuang.

The fight didn't get into a fight, and Ma Yuan's family was a lot relieved. What Ma Mingde has paid for the family is obvious to all. Not every family's daughter can be as willing to pay as Ma Mingde.

The father-daughter divide is resolved, but new problems arise again. The letter sent by Yan Jun was burned directly, and for Ma Mingde, a bright light appeared in front of him, and then a line of words appeared in mid-air.

Liu Zhuang asked Yan Jundian where Ma Mingde was, and whether he agreed with Yan Jundian to inform Liu Zhuang of the current Wen Ma Mingde. ”

How to reply to this letter??? Ma Mingde's face was full of question marks. The old ghost Ma Yuan who died didn't know, he had always been in a state of seclusion in the underworld, and he had also thought about going out, but if he wanted to start as a soldier, forget it, so it was the first time he had seen such a magical means of communication, and he didn't know how to reply.

The father and daughter look at me, I look at you, and finally decided to go to the Yan Jun Palace in person. Anyway, I live in Yan Jun City, and I will be there after a while.

Liu Zhuang spent his days in the Yan Jun Palace, and he couldn't wait to fly in front of Ma Mingde immediately. But Ma Mingde's reply was delayed, so he could only wait here.

When Ma Yuan took his daughter to find Yan Jundian, more than half an hour had passed, and it took a lot of time to dress up, and the long skirt that mopped the floor couldn't walk quickly, so he could only walk slowly.

Liu Zhuang's wait was worth it, and Ma Mingde's outfit was very similar to the one he ascended the throne. She accompanied him out of the grief of his father's death and ascended to the highest seat to become the emperor who ruled an empire.

He couldn't forget that Ma Mingde, solemn and intellectual, his eyes were full of the unique tenderness that his wife had for her husband.

Now both of them are dead, and they are reunited in the underworld. He was no longer the crown prince who had just succeeded to the throne, and she was not the young girl. But he is still Liu Zhuang, and she is still Ma Mingde. Most of the time there is no detailed reason for the relationship in this world, but he is him and she is her. Such feelings deserve to be blessed.

Yan Jun was not stingy with his blessings to them, Ma Yuan's face was a little dark, but he was slowly getting better, after all, he was an old ghost, and some things could still see the essence, Liu Zhuang's sincerity to Ma Mingde was naturally in his eyes.

Liu Zhuang knelt in front of Ma Yuan and kowtowed three times, there was no longer any difference between monarchs and ministers, only the old man and son-in-law! Liu Zhuang was actually a good son-in-law, with good looks and a good family background, if it wasn't for the royal family, he would be the perfect husband candidate.

Now there is no emperor in the underworld, and although the Yan monarchs are the masters of the underworld, they have no time to indulge in power. In terms of the amount of power alone, the Yan monarchs do not actually have the absolute power of the emperor, and all kinds of tangible and invisible restrictions control the Yan monarchs' control of public weapons.

Not only Yan Jun, but also the emperors of the realm. If an immortal indulges his power too wantonly and acts according to his preferences like the emperor of the world, he is afraid that the realm and the underworld will not be established at all. Even if it had been made, it would have been ruined long ago.

Watching Liu Zhuang and Ma Mingde leave hand in hand, Yan Jun was a little emotional. Emotions are such a wonderful thing! People are crazy about it, and so are ghosts.

Ma Yuan is also sighing, lamenting that her daughters are all people with foreign surnames, and she forgets six when she has a husband, but the husband and wife are walking happily and forgetting their father here.

In order to avoid the embarrassment of being discovered by Yan Jun, Ma Yuan asked a question.

"How do you reply to the letter sent by the Yan Monarchs?"

Guiguzi was surprised: "You have been dead for so many years, and you don't know how to spread the message in the underworld?"

Ma Yuan shook his head, his face was not very good, what happened to him not being able to pass on the message in the underworld? Isn't it embarrassing? He Ma Yuan doesn't have any friends to write to. He was not listed among the twenty-eight generals of Yuntai, and he had nothing to talk about with Deng Yu.

Zhang Liang said: "It's very simple to send a message in the underworld, write it down, indicate the recipient, and then burn it." ”

Ma Yuan's eyes lit up and said, "Will it shine when it comes to the recipient?"

Guiguzi shook his head and said, "That's a method unique to the gods, ordinary ghosts will only receive a letter pieced together with ashes, but they can still see the content clearly, and it has no effect." ”

Ma Yuan thanked Yan Jun for his explanation, and then jumped home. When I go back, I will write a few letters to my old friends who have not yet been in touch with them, and burn them!

After Ma Yuan left, Lao Liu sighed and said, "Is it necessary to strengthen the grassroots education in the prefecture? Ma Yuan, an old ghost like Ma Yuan, doesn't even know such a simple way to pass on a message, and if there is a ghost who wants to find a word of mercy in the future, he can write a letter to ask by himself!

The sixth is very right, Liu Zhuang doesn't have to be so troublesome to find Ma Mingde, just write a letter and burn it and ask the other party where he is!

The boss patted the table and said to Daji: "Daji, then you write an official letter and ask the various schools to popularize the way of life in the underworld." ”

Daji nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do it!

Lao Dao: "No, let's send it like this first." ”

The establishment of the school has swept away a lot of illiterate white ding ghosts, and now the underworld is a ghost who can explain two sentences of the laws of the underworld, and Fusu's life is much easier. Now in addition to regular inspections of various states and counties, the Imperial History Mansion has rarely sent people down, most of them are the people and ghosts of the prefecture directly report with evidence, and then take people from the Taiwei Mansion, sort out and review them in the hands of the Imperial History, and send them to the Judge's Mansion to deal with.

Liu Zhuang took Ma Mingde on the horse and galloped all the way. It was the first time since he was beaten to death that he was so happy, and his power as an emperor was no longer there, and it was the greatest happiness for his wife to be by his side.

Ma Mingde felt his joy, but he was still a little worried, and said, "We seem to have forgotten to say goodbye to my father!"

Liu Zhuang's face was a little embarrassed, he was so happy, what should he do if he forgot his father-in-law? Is it too late to go back and make amends? Will Ma Yuan tear himself apart?

Probably the husband and wife are of the same heart, Ma Mingde could read Liu Zhuang's apprehension in his heart, and said with a smile: "Is there any good wine in the underworld? Take the two jars back, and let's buy wine for my father!"

Liu Zhuang happily kissed her on the face! His wife is so smart!

If there is good wine in the prefecture, naturally there is no one who can surpass Du Kang, and Du Kang's fine wine and drunken immortals are very marketable in the world! There are many merchants in Yan Jun City who deal in Du Kang's wine. Although the prefecture is tainted with some unhealthy customs among the people, there is still basic integrity, and if it is from Du Kang's family, it must be produced by Du Kang's family! As for whether it was brewed by Du Kang himself, we have to ask carefully.

Although Liu Zhuang spent most of his time on the grassland after he died, he still knew what he should know, and there were so many ancestors, and one person could understand a lot of information in one sentence.

There is only Wei Zifu's restaurant in Yan Juncheng, which is made by Du Kang himself, and Wei Zifu can be regarded as the ancestor of Liu Zhuang, and the ancestors are very fond of their grandchildren, no matter which line it is, it doesn't matter how many generations it is. It's a grandson, it's a pet!

Liu Zhuang got a jar of wine made by Du Kang himself in Wei Zifu's restaurant, spent all the money on him, and put on a good jade pendant. This is already the result of Wei Zifu's spoiling of his grandson, and the wine made by Du Kang himself is less than a hundred jars a year, and eighty of them are to be sent to the Yan Jun Palace.

Yan Jun has been experimenting for many years, and he should enjoy such treatment! Du Kang is a conscientious person, and he is also a person who refuses to give up, and he is still working hard to research fine wine that can get drunk with immortals!

Ten of the remaining twenty altars are to be given to Du Kang's friends, Yi Zhi, Fan Li, and Ying Zheng in the world, and Ji Chang, Ji Dan, Fusu, Daji, and Wen Chong in the underworld...... These were Du Kang's earliest customers, and they all enjoyed treatment beyond ordinary drinkers.

There are only 10 altars that are really released for sale, and Wei Zifu monopolizes eight altars! This kind of almost monopoly trading is naturally sold for a large price, so high that Liu Qi will feel pain if he wants to buy it! Wei Zifu only cares about his grandson, and he never cares about his ancestors and elders!

Liu Zhuang held the wine jar with a large head, Ma Mingde led the horse, and the two of them returned to Ma Yuan's house with great hearts.

Ma Yuan's resentment was completely washed away by this jar of wine, Du Kang brewed it with his own hands, how could he drink it! I had to find a tree, dig a pit and bury it! Hide it for a hundred and eighty years and come back again, that taste!

Beauty!