Entering the house, Zhang Zangzhen pushed away the messy books on the table, asked the scholar to take the rice paper and spread it out, and then staggered to the side to study the ink, Dongluo naturally put a pot of self-brewed high number of wine in his hand, and then waited quietly on the side.

The house is not big, but it is very exquisite, the interior is not Shi can be said to be readily available, the mountains and rivers are covered, the small buildings are high, and there is a feeling of spring breeze as soon as the winter falls into the house. But he just couldn't tell where that feeling came from.

Xue Nianci looked at the outside of the house for a moment before entering the house.

Sanhei asked in a low voice, "What are you looking at?"

Xue Nianci smiled: "Look at feng shui." ”

Sanhei sighed, although he couldn't see how the feng shui was here, but he thought that the feng shui in this place should not be any better.

Even if the feng shui of this place is good, if there is such a master who has to crawl under the crotch of others first when he goes home, no matter how good the feng shui is, he will be defeated.

Sanhei patted a small money bag hanging on his waist, although there were only a few copper plates in it, but it was still slapped by him.

This house is like a money bag, the money bag is so big, and there are so many feng shui that can be contained, but some people's money bags contain spirit stones, some people's money bags contain copper plates, and some people's money bags contain nothing.

Feng Shui can prosper people, and people can also gather Feng Shui. No matter how good feng shui is, it will be in vain if it is in the hands of a person who can't keep it.

Sanhei straightened his waist and looked back and forth in the house, no matter how shiny the money bag was, there was not even a copper plate in it, what was the difference between it and a rag pocket.

Sanhei couldn't see a reason for it for a while, so he said: "Brother Nianci, what do you think of the feng shui of this house!"

Xue Nianci replied, "It's okay." ”

Sanhei knew in his heart that the so-called okay was actually not good. seems to have verified the idea in his heart, and Sanhei is too lazy to continue to focus on the rockery and fake water, what feng shui can be suppressed by these things.

Xue Nianci was not, his eyes stayed on a certain rockery for a while, and then on a certain pillar, and when he entered Zhang Zangzhen's study, he already knew in his heart why the king of the Yao family would have a soft spot for this house.

The place where this house is located has the Xiuchun River gurgling on the left, and there is a long road leading to the distance on the right.

From the perspective of feng shui, this is the green dragon with flowing water on the left, the white tiger with the long road on the right, the vermilion bird with the "dirty pool" in front, and the Xuanwu with hills in the back, which is the most expensive place.

In addition, there is a scholar who lives here in this extremely expensive polar region in the world, and the two complement each other, and the feng shui in this place is simply prosperous and prosperous, and it is unspeakably expensive. Presumably, the so-called Yao family king worship also saw a little bit of the reason, so he wanted to win this house!

Xue Nianci turned her head to look at it, and the walls of the study were full of crazy cursive writing that Zhang Zangzhen couldn't even recognize after he woke up.

After drinking several pots of burning knife liquor in a row, Zhang Zangzhen burped and said, "Say! What do you want me to write as a drunken maniac? Are you going to give it to the general and the princess, the prince and the grandson of the prince who knows the goods?"

Dongluo shook his head, "I won't give it to anyone, I plan to treasure it for myself." ”

Zhang Zangzhen drank another pot of wine and said: "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you keep it for the Prime Minister or plan to keep it as a family heirloom." What you say doesn't count, what I write counts, and I can write whatever I want. ”

The paper is like a cloud of smoke, and the ink is like a dragon.

A line of cursive writing is stormy, and half a pile of words are pasted with weeping ghosts and gods.

Zhang Zangzhen really thought of what to write, a line of words is often a single stroke, and he always feels that those jars of wine are lost.

In the end, Zhang Zangzhen, who didn't know the character and didn't know the wine, was really good, after writing dozens of stickers of all sizes, his head tilted, slipped under the table, and he was completely drunk.

And the spirits in Dongluo mustard seeds are all sold out, and Zhang Zang really drinks Dongluo is distressed and admired.

Admiration is admiration for Zhang Zangzhen's ability to drink, you must know that this burning knife liquor will be drunk for three days and three nights even if the strong sweat on the extremely northern grassland drinks one or two pots, but Zhang Zangzhen is already drunk, and he still insists on drinking the only few pots of spirits left in winter, which is very good.

As for the distress, he is distressed about his few pots of wine, this drunken maniac is not really massive, but drinks a small half and spills a large half. If he hadn't read that word, he liked it in his heart, maybe this wine-loving Dongluo turned around and left.

Dongluo put away the stickers, bowed to the drunken maniac who was already lying unconscious under the table, and then turned to leave.

And outside Zhang Zangzhen's house, another group of people came.

The leader is Yao Xian, who was scared away by Dongluo before, and next to him is a middle-aged man in red.

Yao Xian pointed to Zhang Zangzhen's house and said, "Wang Xian, that kid is still in your house and hasn't come out." ”

Wang Kejian, the superior worshipper of the Yao family, stopped at the door of the house, not coming forward, as if he had not heard Yao Xian's words.

Yao Xian said again: "Wang Xian, I have rough skin and thick meat, that kid beat me, I can bear it." But after I said that I am the one who worships you by the king, he still doesn't stop, that is not to give you face, that is to slap you in the face. The king is enshrined, as long as you give an order......"

Wang Kejian had a feeling of fatigue between his eyebrows, and raised his hand to interrupt Yao Xian, who was about to continue talking, "He really got under your crotch?"

Yao Xian didn't know why Wang Kejian had such a question, but still replied with a smile: "Yes, and more than once, since I learned that you want to buy this house, I have been squatting here, as long as he goes out once, I will let him drill once." Once I came back, I let him drill until he agreed to sell the house. ”

Wang Kejian said expressionlessly: "Are you a member of the Yao family?"

Yao Xian said with some embarrassment: "The matter of the ancestors is no longer clear, I only know that I still have a name on the family tree of the Yao family, as for which branch and that line, even my father, who died a long time ago, may not know!"

Wang Kejian turned around and slapped Yao Xian's face, and Yao Xian's face in the Shenqiao Realm was distorted instantly.

A fire suddenly broke out in front of Wang Kejian, and after he withdrew his hand, he reached in and roasted it.

Wang Kejian said in a flat voice: "I asked you to buy a house, not to insult him." Do you know that he is the worship of the Yao family, although he is only a low-class person. ”

Yao Xian said vaguely: "I know, I know." But he really doesn't eat it! I also want to complete the confession of the offering to you before the offering is released!"

Wang Kejian slapped Yao Xian again with his backhand, "In the future, remember a little longer, as long as you are still the person worshiped by the Yao family, regardless of whether he is the last or the best to worship, you will be polite to me, although I am a dog raised by the Yao family, but don't forget, you are a dog that the Yao family asked me to raise." When you are a dog, you have to look like a dog. ”

Yao Xian agreed.

At this time, he didn't understand what Wang Kejian meant, so he could go and die now.

The relationship between the Yao family and the worship hall has been extremely delicate with the passage of time, and both parties are in a balance, and they can be regarded as respectful of each other.

But this is only superficial, and groups that gather because of interests can also disperse because of interests at any time. The Yao family provides a lot of cultivation resources for the people in the worship hall, and the worship hall does what it can for the Yao family, which is mutually beneficial, that's all.

As long as Zhang Zangzhen is still the worship of the Yao family, and there is a name in the Yao family's worship hall, then he and the worship hall are a community of interests. Therefore, when getting along with the Yao family, there are many things that have nothing to do with the overall situation, and the worship hall must unswervingly stand by Zhang Zangzhen's side.

And although he, Yao Xian, and the Yao family are about to be unable to fight together, but nominally he is still a member of the Yao family, so he represents the Yao family to a certain extent. When he insulted Zhang Zangzhen like this, he insulted the people of the worship hall.

This thing is not a big deal, one is the last class of worship that is dispensable in the worship hall, and the other is the descendants of the Yao family who don't know how many generations. Even if someone kills whom, it's not a big deal.

But in the eyes of some well-intentioned people, this can't be regarded as a trivial matter, and if it is not handled well, it is very likely to cause a gap between the Yao family and the worship hall.

Yao Xian covered his cheeks, his eyes rolled quickly, and he secretly said in his heart: No, with Wang Kejian's selfish and selfish mentality, how could he slap himself for the benefit of the worship hall, and he was not afraid of dirty hands?

Yao Xian was shocked, and suddenly understood the stakes.

If he has nothing to do with the Yao family, then insulting Zhang Zangzhen will be insulted, it doesn't matter. But he is the blood of the Yao family, and to a certain extent, he represents the Yao family, no wonder Wang Kejian was so angry when he learned that he let Zhang Zangzhen drill the crotch of his pants.

It's not that he Wang Kejian respects Zhang Zangzhen, but that he Wang Kejian can't let such a thing as insulting the Yao family happen in Guangling City, and the most insulting person is not a person from the Yao family, even if it's just a person who can't fight with the Yao family about to fight with eight strokes.

If this matter spreads, in Guangling City, where there are many scholars and everything pays attention to etiquette, he, Yao Xian, a person who is about to be removed from the Yao family, can still use the name of the Yao family to bully a Yao family to worship the last class, does that mean that the top of the Yao family can take the opportunity to bully the Yao family's superior worship tomorrow, or even the chief worship.

If he had set this precedent first, someone would have followed suit. This is something that the Yao family and the worship hall absolutely do not want to see.

Yao Xian didn't care about the pain in his face, if this matter was held in the hands of some well-intentioned people of the Yao family, and it really caused some big trouble, he would definitely be the first to give up by the Yao family.

Yao Xian, who realized it later, glanced at Wang Kejian, who was standing calmly and leisurely outside Zhang Zangzhen's door, with some fear.

It was a cold day, but his heart was even colder.

He felt the hot sensation on his cheeks, and suddenly felt much warmer in his heart.

These two slaps saved his life.

Yao Xian looked at Zhang Zangzhen's house, and saw two teenagers stepping out of the house first.

Wang Kejian looked at a young man with a young face in front of him, pulled the corner of his clothes, and walked forward to ask.