It didn't take long for the tea and pastries of the feast to be served one after another.

With Cui Zhili, a master, Cui Zhiwei doesn't have to worry about the pastries in his mouth being poisonous at all, and he is quite happy to eat.

Before Mr. Storyteller came on stage to tell the story, thinking that Yan Jingnian was very familiar with the capital, Cui Zhiwei asked him if anyone had sold the house.

"How big of a house do you want?" Yan Jingnian asked.

"Five-entry is the best, if not, a larger four-entry house is also acceptable. Cui Zhiwei replied.

"Are you helping General Wei, no, you should call the Fuyuan Marquis family to inquire now?" Yan Jingnian has always been well-informed, and the news of Cui Zhiwei's maternal ancestor Wei Guangyao's promotion to Fuyuan Marquis is earlier than others know.

"I really want to help my grandfather's family buy a house, and I have the right to give him a congratulatory gift to his old man. "The money will definitely come from their family.

"In my opinion, I'd better wait a little longer, or someone will sell the house soon, although it is four, but it is quite large, and the location is good, it should meet your requirements." ”

"Who's it?" Cui Zhiwei asked curiously.

"Yao's family. "Yan Jingnian didn't sell Guan Zi," the emperor has dismissed Yao Quan, and it is impossible for their family to stay in the capital anymore. "Even if Yao Quan wants to stay, it depends on whether he agrees or not.

"You didn't contribute much in this matter, didn't you?" Cui Zhi smiled.

"Whoever let him offend the master, since he dares to offend, he must be able to bear the consequences of offending the master. ”

"Don't say you're pretty good at this trick. ”

"That's it. Yan Jingnian raised his head proudly.

The reason why he has been the king in the capital for many years and can still be intact until now is that this trick is indeed not less. It's not that no one has written to the emperor to visit him before, and there are still a lot of people who have participated, but in the end, whoever participates in him is unlucky, and those people have stopped thinking about it.

With a round of applause, a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance walked on the high platform.

"Why is it him again?" Yan Jingnian was obviously not interested in this person, "These storytellers are the most boring in the stories he tells." ”

No matter how boring people are, this young master must have heard it, Cui Zhiwei ignored him, and waited with interest for Mr. to speak.

When this person spoke, Cui Zhiwei understood why Yan Jingnian didn't like to listen to him tell stories. First of all, this person's tone is very flat, and it is difficult to arouse people's emotions. Secondly, this person tells the story of a rich lady who falls in love with a poor scholar, and then sponsors the poor scholar to go to Beijing to take the exam, waiting for the scholar to return to his hometown in high school to marry her.

The poor scholar later won the top prize, but married the daughter of the prime minister of the dynasty. Later, he rose step by step and became the prime minister. "Mr. Storyteller just said the beginning, and the feast began to spoil Baba.

Later, the scholar told the old man to return to his hometown and thought that there was still a lover in his hometown in the past, and when he asked someone, he learned that the young lady had not waited long for him to get married, and his life was still very good, and there were groups of children and grandchildren. ”

"What happened later?" Cui Zhiwei asked.

"There's nothing to follow, that's the end. ”

"That's too anticlimactic. Cui Zhiwei, who has read too many books, feels that this ending is a little boring. Shouldn't that young lady have been secretly married, and he didn't know that he had a son until the scholar returned to his hometown, but the young lady died early because of lovesickness, and the scholar learned from his son, and he regretted it and was full of grief, right?

Or is it that after the scholar is in high school, he conceals his love in the countryside, marries a rich lady from a higher family, abandons his wife and children, and so on?

Yan Jingnian said in a reasonable tone: "This is true! You can't read too much of the book and think that the young lady will really not marry for the rest of her life in order to wait for a poor scholar, right?" Even if she thinks about it, her family will not agree!"

Well, what this guy said turned out to be so reasonable, and it made Cui Zhiwei a little short of words for a while. But the next time I listen to the book, I won't stay with this person, and I'll spoil him, so what else to listen to?

I was full of food, I drank enough, I knew the end of the story, I bought what I should have bought, Cui Zhiwei and Cui Zhili, brother and sister, and Yan Jingnian thanked them and prepared to leave.

Yan Jingnian wanted to go back with their brother and sister, but at the door, he met his first dogleg, Yu Qinghan, and a few other fox friends, and they went to the casino together.

Cui Zhiwei and Cui Zhili didn't think about going with Yan Jingnian, and after saying goodbye, Cui Zhiwei got into his carriage.

In the carriage, she took out the "Mystery of the Occult Scriptures" and read it.

What does this book say? The beginning is a bit pretentious, and after reading a few pages, it is a bit dry, but it is some basic health preservation methods and the foundation of cultivation, which cannot be compared with the mental method she has cultivated. But it is easier to understand, and it can be regarded as a more practical book for people who have no cultivation potential. At the very least, it can make people calm and self-cultivation.

"Miss, if you cultivate according to this book, can you really live forever?" Su Ye asked suspiciously, "Slave maid listened to those people, even the emperor cultivates according to the content of this book?"

"It's impossible to live forever, but there are still some effects on strengthening the body. Cui Zhiwei's words are to the point.

"It seems that this white master really has some ability. ”

"There should be some ability. "Otherwise, we will not deduce some natural and man-made disasters, and issue early warnings so that people can avoid greater harm."

According to her understanding, the drought in the southwest four years ago was the day master who pushed the performance a year in advance, and proposed to Suzong to let local officials build canals, dig wells, and store water in advance, so as to alleviate the local disaster, which made him almost famous in the first battle.

Then there was a local movement the year before last, and he also issued an early warning half a year in advance, and the local obedient people moved in advance to escape a catastrophe, and the disobedient people lost their lives in vain.

Speaking of this, Cui Zhiwei was still a little depressed, why was there a huge backlash when it was her turn to do this, and even lost her life, why was everyone okay?

Envy, jealousy, hatred or something, but just talking. Back in the house, Cui Zhiwei and Cui Zhili met their grandmother and father and chatted for a while, and when they mentioned the white master, they were confirmed by the Qi family that the person was Bai Liangshan.

Before returning to his yard, Cui Zhiwei handed over the "Xuanshu Sutra" to Cui Zhili.

"Take the time to read the book, and if you find it useful, make a copy of it. Then give the book to Su Ye and ask her to return it to the person who lost it. Cui Zhiwei instructed Cui Zhili.

Cui Zhili laughed, "I just said how could Su Ye buy it?" Su Ye's identity, he also knew.

"Okay, you have time to laugh, you might as well finish the book early. After speaking, Cui Zhiwei took Su Ye and walked to his yard.

Before entering the door, Su Mu handed Cui Zhiwei a letter.