In a dilapidated village somewhere on the Azure Continent, the scorching sun was in the sky, and the grass was lying on both sides of the road. Three horse-drawn carriages drove along the dirt road at the entrance of the village, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Dozens of shirtless men with sunshade straw hats, sweat on their foreheads, ploughed in the fields, and a few children on the edge of the fields laboriously carried buckets of freshly drawn cool well water to quench the thirst of their family members who were still busy in the fields.

Several crows landed on the scarecrow's shoulders, and the shrill cries of ah-ah proclaimed that they had already seen through the low-end tricks of humans and used scarecrows to scare themselves.

The rumbling sound made the men in the fields put down their farming tools, looked at the moving carriage, and knelt down in the field at a glance. It's just that one of the five-horse carriages is too prominent.

The two wagons in front of them were covered with black lacquered cloth, and the dirt road they were passing was pressed deep into a ravine by the wheels, and the four horses in front of the two wagons were steaming white. Suffice it to say how heavy the goods were on the wagon.

The two wagons laden with goods were followed by a lavish carriage of the five horses, the roof of which was woven from red flannel with gold threads, and the two sides of the carriage were made of the most extravagant Huanghuali of the people. The carriage is spacious, and a noble man dressed in purple and gold silk sits in it.

The noble man sniffed the unique aroma of Huanghuali vigorously, and his nervous face was relieved a little. Raise your hand to open the incense burner in front of you, and add a little incense to make the aroma in the carriage even stronger.

The noble man asked in a deep voice to the waiting subordinates outside the carriage: "Why hasn't it arrived yet, this matter must not be delayed." ”

Outside the carriage, the subordinate dressed in green silk combed his hair neatly, and usually followed the virtuous king to various luxurious occasions, and gradually developed the habit of paying attention to manners.

But at this time, he was so frightened that his face was like ashes, and he lay down on the car board and reported to the nobleman: "King Huixian, I don't know the road in this village, the small shop is at the east end of the village entrance, and we are wrong to the west of the village entrance." The little one dies. ”

King Xian, who was sitting in the car, frowned slightly, and said a little angrily: "It's good to know, wait until this matter is over." Go back and get thirty strokes. Urge the driver to hurry up. ”

The subordinates could hear that the virtuous king, who had been gentle in the past, had become so angry that he did not dare to have any more excuses at this time. I had to put my right hand on my left shoulder and salute, "Ann." ”

The subordinate immediately jumped sideways from King Xian's seat and fell heavily on the grass on one side. Ignoring the mud and scattered hair on his body, he quickly got up and ran to the front of the freight cart and jumped on it.

As soon as he jumped into the car, the face of the subordinate changed from submissive in front of the virtuous king to domineering. A few grasses stuck in his messy and loose hair looked a little ridiculous, and the subordinates didn't care about their past manners. slapped the coachman in the face and said, "You dog minion, you have to let me bear your faults, and King Xian has already counted me as a thirty board fine." If I'm going to be punished, don't think about it. ”

The coachman covered his slightly swollen cheeks and defended: "Little Lao'er is dead, but although this village is within the borders of our country, not many people know that if it weren't for the virtuous king to come here, it would be impossible for Xiao Lao'er to set foot here in this life." It's just a small mistake. ”

The next person thought that this coachman was really unsophisticated, and if he defended more, he was just begging for more fights, and the more the coachman defended himself in front of him, the more hateful he became. Another hard slap was slapped in the coachman's face from the other side and said, "You slave, you still blame King Xian for your sophistry." When this is done, when I return home, I will inform King Xian, you wait to be punished. ”

The coachman covered his cheeks a little aggrieved, and some innocent people didn't dare to say more. I had to sprinkle my anger on the horses that were snorting and running in front of me. The coachman raised his whip and slammed it on the horse pulling the cart and shouted, "Rack." ”

The horse was in pain, so he had to take a few steps faster, but the goods behind him were too heavy to speed up his steps. and caused the coachman to fall down several braids.

The eastern entrance to this dilapidated village. There is a lonely tea stall on Mo, which is said to be a tea stall, but in fact it is just a grass house, and a few tables and chairs are set up outside the grass house for passers-by to rest and drink some water. It's not a good tea.

Naturally, the villagers in the village would not spend a few more cents to drink tea at this tattered tea stall. And this village is located in a remote area in Anyang, which is not a traffic artery, and almost no people in a hurry pass through this village. On average, there are only seven or eight customers per month. However, the few guests who have come to this tea stall are all dignitaries and nobles, and their status is prominent. And still go to great lengths to find here.

At first, the villagers thought that the tea stalls were selling some kind of rare tea to attract customers.

A few curious children in the village had hid behind the willow trees around the tea stalls, secretly watching the dignitaries and dignitaries on the broken seats outside the grass huts, drinking tea with golden light. But I was disappointed to find that the tea leaves in the teacup were the most ordinary broken tea leaves, not even as good as home-grown tea.

When the owner of the tea stall found these children peeking from a distance, he went back to the grass room and took out the small refreshments for the children to eat, but they were very delicious, and told these naughty children that they could come over to play often and eat some snacks by the way.

After that, the owner of the tea stall with a smile on his face immediately became taller in the hearts of the children in the village.

It was also on that day that the children in the village always liked to come to the tea stall to eat refreshments when they had nothing to do, and the owner of the tea stall was kind and would teach these children some simple words and poems when they had nothing to do.

The villagers respected the foreign tea stall owner even more, and whoever made more meat would send their children to the tea stall owner to enjoy.

At this time, a young girl outside the tea stall was holding a washed white rag and impatiently wiping a table with a missing corner. Next to the door of the grass house was a wooden plaque with a few words crookedly engraved on it. "Mo Shang Xiao Shop".

The girl was dressed in a blue silk tulle skirt, and her face was twenty-eight years old. Although the delicate facial features are not powdered, the appearance of the plain face also looks down-to-earth and generous, and at a glance, you can see which lady must be from a big family. At this time, the eldest lady was working as a shopkeeper in this tea stall.

The girl wiped the broken table in the scorching sun, and in a short time her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. The small, white hands wiped the table more and more quickly. In the end, he threw the rag on the ground vigorously.

"Mother, I'm quitting. Deng, you come out for me, didn't you say that I can practice, I can become an immortal, what am I doing here now, I have been wiping the broken table for a month. If you like it, I'll tell my dad to buy you a hundred tables. The girl shouted angrily to the boy in the grass house with her big apricot eyes.

The young man in a robe pushed open the wooden door, walked out of the grass house and sat on a tattered chair, lowered his head and picked up the rag that the girl had just thrown away, and shook the freshly stained dirt on the rag.

The young man was slightly handsome, but he looked a little chic in his outfit, although he was dressed in a Taoist robe, he had Buddhist beads coiled in his right hand, a string of crosses around his neck, a wooden sword on his left side, and a burlap bag on his right.

The boy said calmly to the girl: "Don't worry, as expected." There will be business coming to you today. ”

The girl stepped forward and snatched the rag from the young man's hand and said, "Deng, don't always play dumb riddles." If you have something to say, if you don't understand it again, I will go home and not learn to cultivate immortals, and I won't learn what my father says. ”

"Ha, this eldest lady can't help it. This is a good thing, the Tao cultivated by our faction is to do whatever you want, and it seems that today it can indeed lead you into the mountain. There is another thing, I have a name, my name is Lu Fusheng. Don't call me that, if it weren't for you, you didn't ...... that day."

The girl's face immediately flushed, and she immediately stepped forward to cover Lu Fusheng's mouth, stopping Lu Fusheng from what he was about to say.

Realizing that this action was a little too intimate, he immediately let go of the hand covering Lu Fusheng's mouth, and said coquettishly: "Hmph, it's Deng's disciple." He also asked me to wipe the table for a month, not to mention the guests of this tea stall, but even a pedestrian is rarely seen on this road. Kill you. ”

Lu Fusheng was a little unhappy and said: "Chu Wenxuan, you said that I will endure it, but if you talk nonsense about losing money again, I will not forgive." ”

Chu Wenxuan was a little frightened when she saw Lu Fusheng, who was smiling on weekdays, leaking a serious and slightly angry expression for the first time. The eldest lady, who had been spoiled since childhood, couldn't care about anything else when her temper came up, and yelled: "What can you do if you don't forgive me? ”

Although Lu Fusheng was unhappy, he would not bully the young man because of trivial words, but he was only a nominal junior sister. Lu Fusheng had no choice but to hold his forehead, and he had a headache, how to get along with this eldest lady in the future.

It just so happened that dust was flying in the distance. The bumps of the carriage caused by the jolting of the goods on the body of the carriage were heard far away. A wicked smile leaked from the corner of Lu Fusheng's mouth and said to Chu Wenxuan: "Wait and see, this month can be regarded as open." ”

King Xian's carriage finally stopped at the door of Moshang's shop, and a man in cloth jumped down from the last luxurious Wuli carriage and lay on the ground. The maid in front of the car slowly opened the curtain in front of the carriage, and the strong fragrance in the carriage emanated.

King Xian stepped on the back of the subordinate with one foot, and slowly got out of the carriage, King Xian's figure was already bloated, and the sturdy foot must have some strength. The subordinates under the feet of King Xian were trampled in pain, but their faces were hideous, but they didn't dare to make a sound, so they had to lower their heads a little and press their cuffs fiercely with their teeth. When King Xian completely got out of the carriage and his feet left the back of his subordinates, the subordinates put their right hand on their left shoulder and shouted, "Ann." ”

After King Xian dismounted, the maid on the side stepped back slightly, and the person in the green silk coat who was fined thirty boards in the car at the beginning wanted to step forward to support King Xian. King Xian glanced over and saw the man's hair and muddy coat, shook it off and said, "How do I teach you on weekdays, you must have manners outside." When you go back, don't stay at the house anymore, get some money and go home. ”

As soon as the man in the green silk robe heard this, he knelt on the dirt road and dragged King Xian's trouser leg desperately and begged with a crying voice: "The little one will die, and the little one has been sold in the palace since he was a child, where is there a home." I hope that the master will remember the old love and leave the small one. ”

King Xian didn't want to listen to the cries of his subordinates anymore, and besides, the people he saw today were still looking at this side from the chairs outside the tea stall, and he seemed to have lost his sense of proportion. Waving his hand, he motioned for the guards on both sides to walk away, and the people in green silk clothes who were still lying on the ground were lying on the ground.

The guards stepped forward and struck the lower man in the back of the head with his scabbard, and the lower man who was hit hard was beaten to the back of the head and bled out, and fainted in an instant. The guard saluted with his right hand on his left shoulder, and then the fainted man was dragged by the guard to the grass beside the dirt road, and no one cared whether he lived or died.

The maid on the side hurriedly stepped forward to tidy up the trouser leg that the prince had just messed up, and the prince said indifferently: "A dog can only be a dog forever." After the clothes were reorganized, King Xian walked forward to the tea stall.