After Lin Yu, the fourth guest came to Nangong Villa, the young master of the Wen clan of Zhongshan, the southernmost point of Yun County, Wen Zheng.

There are no characteristics, if there is, it is the most normal teenager today. When he came, he brought a three-foot horizontal knife. Saluting, waiting, and settling down are all as simple as the knife in his hand.

On the other side, the clan meeting held for a morning, just to wait for an auspicious hour, and then announced that a six-year-old girl who was born as pink as jade and carved out of jade would enter the family tree, enjoy the treatment of the clan, and have cultivation resources every day.

The girl's name is Shuang'er, and she is the adopted daughter of the great elder Nangong Xun.

Yiyang practiced the "Guiyuan Sword Technique", wrote down all the moves, and then put down the sword and sword book, took a list given by Nangong Xun to the miscellaneous hall to get some spirit grass spirit beads and silver coins, and bought a fish and a chicken in the vegetable field, ready to cook a good meal for Shuang'er.

When he got home, before noon, he asked Nangong Tong to continue his cultivation and take care of everything in the kitchen by himself.

The day is the head, on the three poles!

Seeing the three poles on the sun, Yiyang felt that time was tight, so he simply stewed chicken soup and made fish roe porridge, which was the first time to make it, I don't know if the girl likes it or not.

On the other side, Congfang and Nangong Han finished practicing, and Nangong Han said to Congfang: "What, cousin, I haven't been here for seven years, and my cousin will take you around?"

Congfang smiled slightly, and slowly highlighted a word, "Okay!"

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Yunhai Changhong was very bored in the yard, and her mother-in-law went to find the owner again, and there was no one to talk to, so she left a note for her mother-in-law and went out for a walk alone.

And Wen Zheng, who had just entered the villa, lived in the courtyard for less than a quarter of an hour, and also left the courtyard, but he was not wandering around, but looking for someone very purposefully, a groom.

Nangong Xun walked home with Shuang'er in his arms.

Shuang'er put her head on Nangong Xun's shoulder, watching the road behind her father become smaller and smaller, and then disappear, yawning from time to time, boring.

"Daddy, I'm hungry. ”

Nangong Xun's doting voice came, "Didn't Senior Brother give you some candy?"

Shuang'er shook her head, and at the same time put her little hand into her arms, and then exhaled like a bubble, and said, "No." ”

Hearing this, Nangong Xun quickened the pace of going home, and at the same time comforted Shuang'er, "We'll be home soon." ”

When the little girl heard this, she instantly said angrily: "Hmph, daddy is deceiving, the hut is so far from here, the senior brother said that it is a back mountain, and we are obviously far away from home." ”

Nangong Xun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and walked silently for a long time before he said: "Actually, this is our home, senior brother must have cooked a meal, maybe there is porridge to drink." ”

As soon as the little girl heard this, she came to her senses, raised her head, and then hugged Nangong Xun's neck tightly, and said happily: "Daddy, hurry up, let's go home quickly." ”

Nangong Xun smiled, sped up his speed, and used his body method, taking a few steps like a leap, and it didn't take long for him to disappear.

But the little girl in her arms didn't feel the bumps, happy, happy smile, very sweet.

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There is a stable in the Tibetan Sword Villa, which specializes in domesticating some good horses of different breeds, the kind that can travel thousands of miles a day. And this stable is located in a piece of Beishan Mountain, which is held up by mountains relative to the flat land at the foot of Zangjian Mountain, which is 3,000 feet horizontal from east to west and 4,000 feet longitudinal from north to south.

Recently a tall reddish-brown horse had come to the place, and had been the sole leader of the herd for a quarter of an hour, and the horse was now enjoying the grace of a few shiny and lubricated mares in the herd.

There is a stable in the south, and Wang Zhi is drinking and chatting with Nangong, a middle-aged uncle who guards the stable all year round.

Nangong will be upright by nature, and he can't do things in the world, so he dismissed his post as the deacon of the villa because of a dispute with a foreign merchant in his early years, and came here to raise horses, which has been for decades.

The middle-aged uncle who had never left Yunjun in his life, and had never even been to the county town, saw Wang Zhi, who was bored and led the horse to sneak here, and as soon as he heard that he was the coachman of Mr., he chatted with Wang Zhi, nothing, just curious about what the imperial city was like.

The uncle drank a bowl of wine, looked at the hundreds of horses in the pingzi, and said to Wang Zhi, who was also sitting on the fence: "Brother Wang, how big is the imperial city?

Wang Zhi poured himself a bowl of wine, drank it, and said: "Fake, there is no such thing, the imperial city has only been built for a few hundred years, how can there be such a thing? But Tongzhou has it, and there is a mountain hanging in the sky, and the thief is mother-proof." ”

Hearing this, Nangong Hui sighed with emotion: "It's still good people, why are we so poor here?"

"No, our Cangzhou is still very good, there is no hanging attic in the imperial city, but there is a flying boat, which is used for war, but there has been no war for a hundred years, I don't know if it has fallen into disrepair. ”

"Oh. Nangong would drink another bowl of wine, smack his lips, and said, "It's strong enough." By the way, is that kid looking for you over there?"

As he spoke, Nangong would stretch out his hand and point to a young man walking slowly on the main road east of the stable.

The young man was dressed in gray clothes, his eyes were clear, and he held a horizontal knife in his hand.

Wang Zhi looked at it and said, "I don't know, how can the people of your family look for me?"

Nangong Hui also spread his hands and said, "I don't know the fuck either." ”

Hearing this, the king shouted at the young man, "Hey, young man, who are you looking for?"

The young man stopped, clasped his fists and saluted, and said, "The junior is looking for Wang Zhi's senior, and I heard that he came here to let the horse go." ”

After the words fell, Wang Zhi jumped off the fence, walked over, and said, "I am, what are you looking for me?"

Nangong Hui also followed.

The young man held the knife in his left hand, clenched his fist and bowed slightly, and said: "I have seen two seniors, the younger Zhongshan Wen's Wenzheng, and I want to see Mr. Wang, but I don't know where he lives." ”

A trace of doubt flashed in Wang Zhi's eyes, and he said, "Sir, what do you see Mr. talking about?"

Wen Zheng replied: "My father entrusted, I don't dare not do it." ”

Wang Zhi asked tentatively, "Are you from the north?"

"Yes!"

"Then come with me!" the king whistled to the north, and saw a tall and mighty horse rushing out of the herd, and all the horses made way for it, followed by a number of mares who reluctantly followed.

The horse neighed back, and all the mares had to stop and watch the tall and mighty leader depart.

Seeing this, the horse strode with a reddish-brown mane.

Wang Zhi put on the saddle for him, hugged his fists and said to Nangong Hui: "Brother Nangong, if you have something to do temporarily, I won't accompany you, another day, another day, the younger brother will invite you to drink, and by the way, I will bring you a few catties of Cangshan beef." ”

Nangong Hui also hugged his fists boldly and replied.

"Okay, another day, get drunk and rest. ”

"Farewell. ”

With that, Wang Zhi led the red-maned horse and left with Wen Zheng, who was waiting on the side.

The two came to a bamboo forest in the villa, Wang Zhi tied the horse to the entrance of the bamboo forest, let it eat bamboo leaves by itself, and went in with Wenzheng.

The bamboo forest is very quiet, the wind is light, driving the bamboo leaves to rustle, don't go to the artistic conception.

Wang Zhi introduced: "I heard that there was an ancestor of the Nangong family who realized enlightenment in this kind of ten years, so this is a sacred place for their family. ”

Wen Zheng was also half-familiar with Wang Zhi on the road, so he opened his mouth curiously, "Then why did you build a bamboo building for Mr. in it?"

"Haha, you probably don't know how old the gentleman is, do you?"

Wen Zheng was puzzled and said, "I only heard rumors that Mr. is very old, but no one can be sure how old he is." It's hard to ......"

Shaking his head, he continued: "Juniors don't dare to speculate. ”

Wang Zhi said: "It is true that no one can say for sure how old Mr. is, but at least three hundred years old, the predecessor who planted this bamboo is a student of Mr. The bamboo building in the bamboo forest is actually not built for Mr., it is built to commemorate Mr., but the people of the Nangong family use this place as the residence every time Mr. comes because of that ancestor. ”

Wen Zheng seemed to hear something earth-shattering, and his face was full of disbelief, "How is it possible? Mr. has not cultivated, and he is not even refining qi, how can he live to be more than three hundred years old?"

Wang Zhi smiled and said: "Actually, Mr. I don't know this problem. ”

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