Chapter 193: The Emperor and the Two Divisions
Qing'er pursed her lips, this strong man is a typical envy and jealousy, she asked, "If you say this, aren't you afraid that your general will listen to it?" ”
"Afraid of what? If you dare to say it, you won't be afraid that he will trouble me. ”
Yue Xunyi set up the carriage, and there was a young woman sitting next to him, his heart was also agitated, and he couldn't stop the door and said: "In Yuzhou City, if I hadn't saved General Gongsun's life, we wouldn't be here now, and after arriving in the Huai'an Army, General Gongsun's slashing and stabbing was also the first one I taught him." ”
The smile on Qing'er's face became stronger and stronger, and she asked again: "You are so powerful, why are you not a general?" ”
Yue Xunyi patted his chest, "I am on the orders of the old army commander to take care of Gongsun ......"
Before he finished speaking, Yue Xunyi suddenly fell from the carriage into a snowdrift, and Gongsun Jian scolded through the carriage: "Yue Xunyi! Run around the school yard for an hour tomorrow! ”
Yue Xunyi's face was bitter, he scratched his head and trotted all the way to keep up with the carriage, Qing'er's look of holding back a smile and not daring to laugh made this strong man distressed again.
"Laugh if you want."
Suddenly, not only was there a burst of laughter in the carriage, but there was also a fluttering silver bell outside the carriage, which resounded on the winter road.
In a small room in the Taishang Temple, after the head of the Taoist and Cheng Xin sent those people away, the two of them sat here without saying a word.
The chief in charge didn't know what was going on with this uncle, since he let himself sit here and not leave, he was also stunned there, and his eyebrows were only happy, and he laughed a few words from time to time.
If it weren't for the fact that the old master saw that Cheng Xin's palm, which was trembling because of excitement, had been studying the ink, and the ink was very coordinated, he really thought that this uncle had been stimulated by something and became stupid.
After waiting for another stick of incense, the inkstone had been filled with water three times, and the ink in it had been completely completed, and the old steward thought that it was not a way to sit like this, so he coughed lightly, "Uncle Chengxin, is there something wrong?" ”
Cheng Xin shook his head, and continued to study the ink with his eyebrows flying and phoenix dancing, and when he picked up the water vessel and was about to add water four times, the old steward's eyes widened, and he couldn't write this ink if he added water a fourth time, and he was about to remind him.
Cheng Xin made a silent gesture, and only added less water than half of the previous amount to the inkstone, and the whole ink became thicker and thicker under the repeated grinding of the inkstone, and he stopped, smiled and said: "I went up the mountain at the age of seven, and I sharpened the ink beside Uncle Daoist for twenty years, and then I went to teach the ink to the master, and I am the best at this thing." ”
After speaking, he took advantage of the good ink color, took out the wolf's hard pen that had been placed aside, and wrote on the paper.
The old man smiled bitterly, this is the benefit of being a Taoist priest in Qingyang Mountain, when he was still in the prime of life, Cheng Xin was not born, but now, even a thirty or forty years younger than himself, in his eyes is no different from a child Cheng Xin, not only does he have to call his uncle, but also people are higher than his own Taoism, you know, it is just thirty years of grinding ink.
Soon, Cheng Xin finished writing a whole piece of paper, he picked it up with both hands, carefully placed it in the air to dry, his eyes looked at the white and black characters in his hand, and he said: "Jiang Tong, you are also meritorious this time, and when you wait until the spring of next year, you will go to Qingyang Mountain to cultivate." ”
The head of the Taoist was shocked when he heard this, he dug out his ears to confirm that his old ears were weak and heard wrong, and went to Qingyang Mountain to cultivate? This is a lot more than the encounter in this small Taoist temple, and it is really possible for him to make his wish come true and live to be 100 years old!
He hurriedly stood up, his heart was full of turmoil, what the foreign disciples wanted most was to be able to get started, with the current age and qualifications of the head of the Dao, after returning to the mountain, it was really possible to jump a few generations in a row, and even sit on a position that was not too big or small!
The head of the Taoist said "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable", and he was pleasantly surprised: "Thank you Uncle Chengxin, but the old Taoist doesn't know where my meritorious service is." ”
Cheng Xin saw that this old Taoist was ruddy on both sides, and his complexion suddenly improved, and he didn't feel twilight at all, he not only sighed, sometimes the things that you don't care about too much around you may be priceless in the eyes of others.
He put the paper back on the table and said, "The head of the sect ordered the Taoist temple in the world to find a match, and you should have received it." ”
"I know, the order at that time said, find a person from Guangling Dao, the eight characters are 癸巳, Ding Si, Bingxu, and Jihai ......"
Speaking of this, the old boss slapped his head, and he glared, "I didn't think of it just now!" How I didn't expect that! ”
Cheng Xin laughed, in fact, he didn't blame the Taoist in charge for why he couldn't think of it, who would have thought that a person from Guangling Dao would come to the bad place of Beijiang Road, not to mention the person he was looking for, how could he also be a rich and noble person, how could he come to Taishangguan This small Taoist temple, just in response to that sentence, the temple is small and can't accommodate the big Buddha, and the small temple can't come to Sanqing.
The head of the Daoist asked tentatively, "What does Uncle Chengxin mean now?" ”
Cheng Xin's smiling face never disappeared on his face, he said: "If he is a flat-headed person, I will tie him back to the mountain, now I know that he is a general who resists the enemy, then he can't run anywhere, first report back to the mountain, and then by the head of the sect, I will stay here for a long time and not go anywhere." ”
The old man nodded, "According to the number of times Song Ling'er has come to Taishangguan, it shouldn't be in a short period of time, I will send someone to find out when they will marry." ”
"Okay."
Beijiang Road a few days after the heavy snowfall, the snow on the ground has been more than three feet thick and very hard, whether you are Zhong Ming Ding food home, or a thatched person, you have to walk anywhere, fortunately there is no peddler pawn after the year, only some shops along the street symbolic opening did not make the whole Zhongzhou City like a dead city.
The heavy snow also made the defenders of the whole city busy, many eaves and roof tiles were also collapsed a lot by the heavy snow, and the soldiers who did not stop for much time after the New Year were rushing around to rescue the disaster, and the most they heard was where the people in the east fell into the lake, and which thatched hut in the west was buried by the snow.
It's no wonder that they are busy with everything, and after the instructions of the envoy, this year's snow situation has far exceeded the scope of snow appreciation, and the weather is cold and freezing, and the defenders in the city have to monitor it for twelve hours a day.
As the vital force of the General's Mansion, Yu Youjun and Gongsun Jian and the servants in the mansion were also dispatched to join the aid camp, and even the old steward, who was lazy as a noble lady every day, also relied on his superb light skills to act as a foot force, eyes and ears to supervise the entire Zhongzhou City.
So much so that later, when the snow slowed down a little, every household was saying that there was a fairy old man who came and went without a trace, which family was affected by the disaster, and the fairy old man came quickly, and then brought a large number of guards to rescue and relieve the disaster, and the loss was minimized.
Gongsun Jian pulled out a beam of the house, and in an instant the house collapsed and the snow flew.
The family of four standing on the side hugged each other with a mournful expression, Yu Youjun tilted his head slightly, and a soldier ran to the side of the family and handed them a money bag, which was quite sufficient.
Yu Youjun instructed: "These collapsed houses can't be wasted, send someone to pull them back, the small ones will be used as firewood, and the big ones will be sent to the school field as practice piles." ”
For a while, more than a dozen people around were busy again.
The head of the family of five came over, his expression was very worried, and he said in a trembling voice: "Master Guan, you demolished the grass people's house, where will we live in the future, although you gave a lot of silver, but we have nowhere to go." ”
Yu Youjun pointed to the house, "This house has long been uninhabitable, even if it barely survives the blizzard, when the spring rain comes, it will collapse or collapse, today is considered your lucky family has gone out, otherwise the heavy snow will bury you directly." ”
"Then we'll ...... later"
"The disaster situation in Beijiang Province has alarmed the saint, and the saint has allocated disaster relief funds directly to me, and when the time comes, I will build houses for you to live in, and the silver taels just now are the compensation for you before the completion of the new houses, make up for your daily expenses, and you will go to the general's mansion to register your name in a while."
As soon as the man heard that there was a new house to live in, and the silver taels in his hand were still compensation, he burst into tears for a while, knelt in the snow and couldn't get up without anyone pulling him, and shouted "Lord Qingtian".
Don't these people know that their homes are no longer inhabitable? Don't these people know that their houses can no longer withstand the slightest natural and man-made disaster?
They know the current situation very well, but they can't help it, this snow disaster happens every year, but there is no movement in the imperial court, those beggars outside the city who are receiving relief from the Taishou Mansion are all the people of Zhongzhou City, because the disaster has made them lose their homes and be displaced, and they will not be able to survive this year or next year.
Fortunately, Zhongzhou City finally has a good official who is sympathetic to the people's feelings.
At this time, a man jumped from the top of another house, and his mouth was still smacking, and the old smoking gun said quietly: "You are the nearest here, and another one has collapsed in front." ”
Gongsun Jian beckoned and said hello and said with a smile: "Steward, the sun is so good today, didn't you bask in the sun in front of the door?" ”
The old steward pursed his lips and smiled, "No, when this morning is done, I will have to buy a good cigarette pouch, and put two plates of peanuts and melon seeds on the table, so that I can take a nap in front of the door and warm up." ”
After that, the old butler was on tiptoe, and the snow under his feet collapsed for no reason, and the next moment, there was no more of him.
Yu Youjun looked sideways, "Let's go, let's go back and rest after doing this." ”
Gongsun Jian nodded and asked, "Why did this old steward come out too?" On weekdays, he doesn't care about anything except the general's mansion. ”
Yu Youjun pulled a handful of the young man's hair, "Let you go out to look for disasters or hidden dangers, and give you two taels of silver when you find a place, are you willing?" ”
Gongsun Jian smiled, I see, this Zhongzhou city is huge, the snow disaster has caused a lot of evil, and the alleys in some civilian areas have the most disasters, one is two taels of silver, and if you find a piece, you can send it.
However, this kind of work can only be done by an old housekeeper who has nothing to do and has extremely high martial arts and excellent light skills, so you let Lin Qiufeng do it? That great master doesn't bother to pay attention to these trivial matters, he thinks that natural disasters are punishments from heaven and man, as the so-called life and death have fate, the king of Hades let you die in the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch.
But if the old butler is allowed to come, Lin Qiufeng, who is in charge of staring at this old smoker, will also secretly follow, and the old smoker in the province will do something hurtful to the heavens and reason, which will indirectly let Lin Qiufeng come out to help, according to General Yu's words, "Lao Tzu doesn't believe him, Lin Dagun saw that someone was about to die and be injured in front of him, and he could sit idly by." ”
Sure enough, the figure of the old steward had just disappeared, and Lin Qiufeng was like a ghost, suddenly appearing in front of everyone, looking at Yu Youjun with a disgusted face, "What are you doing when you let him out, if there is an accident, it will be much more serious than a snow disaster." ”
Yu Youjun smiled very happily, "Isn't there still Brother Lin, those who can work harder, and those who can work harder." ”
Lin Qiufeng snorted coldly, stepped lightly on the snow, and a snowdrift a foot square rose into the air, condensed in the internal force of this marksmanship master, formed a big snowball, and smashed it directly.
Yu Youjun is not a bully, his body is extremely flexible, even if he wears an obstructive mantle, it does not prevent him from making a beautiful side flip, the huge snowball grabs the corner of his clothes and continues to fly backwards, Yu Youjun is not to be outdone, with both hands raised, it is also a snowball flying towards Lin Qiufeng.
Gongsun Jian saw these two fellow brothers suddenly attacking each other, he stood behind Yu Youjun and clapped his hands gloatingly, that was called a cheerful,.