Zhu Di is really good.

Xiao Fan led the Jinyi Wei to leave the Yanwang Courtyard with a swagger, and a motorized carriage drove out of the back door of the Yanwang Courtyard, the car was filled with large wooden boxes one by one, escorted by a group of Yanwang guards who were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, and drove directly to the Xiao Mansion in despair.

After unloading the boxes on the carriage one by one, the guards retreated respectfully, and the battle-hardened guards of King Yan looked at Xiao Fan with fear in their eyes at this moment. King Yan's authority in Beiping is incomparably high, and he has always been a ruthless character, but now in Beijing, he has been so miserable by a small brocade guard several times, and these guards have also suffered a lot of flesh and skin, and now the guards of King Yan suddenly realized that the words that the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake are really very reasonable.

Of course, from Xiao Fan's standpoint, the sentence that ghosts are afraid of wicked people is also very reasonable, this sentence has another meaning, people are cheap, and good words are better than slapping him on the head, although it is simple and rude, but it is very effective.

Looking at the large wooden boxes piled up in the yard, Xiao Fan smiled.

It's nothing to be able to make money, it's nothing to know how to extort money, extort money from Zhu Di, the world's hero, and let him have words of suffering, which is called real awesome.

Thinking of this, the frustration of being assassinated and murdered finally eased a little.

With so much more silver in vain, the happiest person in the Xiao Mansion is the Xiao Thrush.

With golden light in her eyes, she stared at the pile of boxes in the yard with her little chin in her eyes, the infatuation and infatuation in her eyes were like looking at a lover in love, so affectionate, focused, and distracted...... "Xianggong, who sent this?" The thrush raised her head and looked at Xiao Fan with watery eyes.

Xiao Fan glanced at her and said carefully, "Uh...... It's still the same great good man as before. ”

Thrush's eyes widened: "King Yan? Is it him again? ”

Although Zhu Di is her biological father, in her mouth, it seems that Zhu Di is just a very strange prince, and he is so unfamiliar with the title.

"Yes."

The thrush held his chin and thought for a while, and finally sighed like an adult, and raised his eyes to look at Xiao Fan: "Xianggong, did you tie up the son of King Yan?" ”

Xiao Fan was full of black lines: "............"

"Why did he give you so much silver for no reason? And he sent it three times, one more time than once, could it be that you were his creditor in your last life? ”

“…… In short, you can take it, this silver is definitely legal income, I said earlier, King Yan is a great good person......" Xiao Fan sighed infinitely.

Thrush pouted: "I never knew he was a good man......"

Xiao Fan smiled.

Zhu Di instructed someone to assassinate him, Xiao Fan didn't dare to let Thrush know, he was afraid that Thrush would rush into the Yanwang Courtyard alone to find her biological father under the anger of the thrush, no matter whether she wanted to recognize Zhu Di as her father or not, in fact, her father and her husband had become a pair of enemies of life and death, and they had been fighting each other for several rounds.

Looking at the silver all over the courtyard, Xiao Thrush sighed worriedly, and his delicate little face wrinkled into a cute ball.

"Xianggong, where are we hiding so much silver?"

It's such a blissful annoyance...... "Bury it?" Xiao Fan was also full of sadness.

"How big a hole do you have to dig......

Forty thousand taels of silver, the wooden boxes are piled up like a hill, and digging a pit is indeed a problem.

"Forget it, move them into the wing, seal them first, and take them yourself if you want to use them, alas, we are really guarding the mountains of gold and silver......"

The thrush snuggled up to Xiao Fan with a happy face, and her little body twisted with joy.

Beginning the next day, the streets and alleys of Jingshi quietly circulated various scandals about the county lord of Jiangdu and Jinyiwei and Xiao Fan.

In the fire of Nengren Temple, thousands of people from Jinyiwei and Yingtianfu Yamen participated in extinguishing the fire, Xiao Fan and the county lord of Jiangdu shared a meditation room, and they were rescued wet all over, and thousands of people saw it in their eyes, and it was impossible to hide it.

Of course, Xiao Fan also heard about it, his heart is getting heavier and heavier, and the rumors are noisy, which is bound to reach Zhu Yuanzhang's ears, what will Zhu Yuanzhang do to him at that time? Moreover, the main female streamer of Jiangdu County, can she withstand the pressure of rumors? In ancient times, a woman's reputation was more important than life, and she was also burdened with a marriage contract with Geng Xuan, the son of the Marquis of Changxing, how could a weak woman withstand such rumors?

In the afternoon, Xiao Fan decided to find a reason to take the initiative to enter the palace to see if Lao Zhu was angry, if his face was blue, then quickly clean up and die from now on.

Find a way to enter the palace?

Xiao Fan thought about it for a long time and thought of someone.

Uncle Mitoyo.

After Zhang Sanfeng lived in the Xiao Mansion, he went to the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites, according to the rules, to meet the emperor must first go to the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites to report, he claimed to be Zhang Sanfeng who was summoned by the Son of Heaven many times, but unfortunately those officials of the Ministry of Rites and Yamen saw that the old man was more than sixty years old, although he looked like a fairy and a fairy, but he was not like the legendary Zhang Zhenren, who was more than 100 years old, Zhang Shenxian, so the officials of the Ministry of Rites regarded him as a liar, and ordered the officials to drive him out with a stick.

Zhang Zhenren was indomitable, the second time, the third time...... Xiao Fan really couldn't figure out why an old Taoist with a half-immortal body had such a paranoid hobby of meeting the emperor...... Later, Zhang Zhenren figured it out as if he had enlightened, there was a favorite minister and nephew of the Son of Heaven who was close at hand, so why bother to seek the near and far?

Zhang Zhenren realized this truth, so he ordered Xiao Fan very seriously and asked Xiao Fan to bring him into the palace to meet the Son of Heaven.

Xiao Fan felt that this was a good reason to see Zhu Yuanzhang, even if Lao Zhu turned his face and wanted to kill him, with the superb martial arts of Master Sanfeng, it would not be difficult to fly out of the palace with him...... So Xiao Fan decided to take Zhang Sanfeng into the palace.

This decision is undoubtedly correct, but there are a little twists and turns,—— Xiao Mansion can't find Zhang Sanfeng's figure everywhere.

"Where's my uncle?" Xiao Fan asked too empty.

Too angry to straighten his beard: "Little bastard!" There is only a master in your eyes, don't forget, Master Dao is your master! Is there anything you can't tell Dao Ye, you have to find that old miscellaneous hair? ”

Xiao Fan blinked and said with a smile: "Master is jealous? ”

Taixu was furious: "Fart! Master Dao is educating you to respect the teacher, who should be put in the first place, who should be in the second place, don't make a mistake in the order! ”

Xiao Fan nodded, and said with a serious face: "Apprentice understands, okay, since I can't find my uncle, it's the same if I can't find you......"

He smiled too proudly, and happily applauded: "That's right, that old miscellaneous hair is nothing more than dozens of years older than Dao Ye, and his martial arts are only a little bit higher than Dao Ye, so there is no difference other than that,...... Say, what are you looking for me? Fortune telling, word measurement, and batch of years to knock on the stick, the Taoist master is proficient in everything......"

Xiao Fan wiped his sweat: "...... Actually, it's not a big deal, I just want to ask Master to accompany me into the palace. ”

"You have entered the palace so many times, why do you want Dao Ye to accompany you this time?"

Xiao Fan said slowly: "Oh, it's nothing, it's just that the apprentice I may ...... in the last few days Possible...... Maybe...... Offended His Majesty the Son of Heaven, perhaps...... Possible...... Maybe His Majesty the Son of Heaven will kill my head, so I want to ask the master to accompany me into the palace, if the Son of Heaven wants to kill me, the master will protect me from the siege of thousands of brocade forbidden troops to kill a bloody path......"

As soon as the words fell, the figure turned into a cloud of black smoke and ran away.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"My senior brother is swaggering on the street on the right outside the mansion gate, you hurry up and find him to accompany you, there is still something to do in the poor road, I will not accompany you!"

"Master, what's the matter with you?"

"Poor Dao go pack your luggage, take care—"

The sound fades away...... Having such a master who doesn't know what righteousness is, is indeed the sorrow of an apprentice.

Xiao Fan had no choice but to leave the house in a huff, and on a street not far from the right side of the mansion gate, Xiao Fan saw Uncle Sanfeng.

I have to admit that Zhang Sanfeng's appearance is indeed top-grade, skinny, fairy-like appearance, and then put on an ethereal and unfathomable expression, even if he sells rat medicine on the street, others will eat it as an elixir.

As Taixu said, Zhang Sanfeng really swaggered on the street. ——It can be seen from this that any famous and decent family that has influenced future generations for thousands of years has a bitter and difficult development, and the famous Wudang faction is no exception...... Xiao Fan stood still from a distance, only to see Zhang Sanfeng being watched by a group of people who did not know the truth, and Master Sanfeng stroked his slender gray beard, and boasted about his history of cultivating immortals with a solemn expression.

“…… It is said that the poor road went down to the Zhongnan Mountain, and then entered the turbid red dust, as the so-called birth must enter the world, the poor road has now cultivated the body of a half-immortal, and it is only one step away from the immortal class......"

The onlookers let out an uproar from their hearts, and everyone's expressions were full of envy.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed with an infinite expression: "...... Although it is only one step away, it is not easy to take this step! Therefore, the poor road finally said that he was rolling in the red dust, and he observed the will of heaven with a compassionate heart, and finally there was a saying, the poor road suddenly felt in his heart, and there was a qi machine pulling ...... the spiritual platform."

Slowly looking around at everyone, Zhang Sanfeng's expression was full of joy eager to share with everyone: "Poor Dao...... Epiphany! ”

"Wow-" The crowd of onlookers let out another whimper in admiration.

"Poor Dao finally realized that if he wanted to rank in the immortal class and cultivate the body of all immortals, he had to survive the heavenly tribulation first, and only after the heavenly tribulation could the poor Dao cultivate to achieve positive results......

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and looked around at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know why the poor road has not survived the catastrophe for a long time? ”

The onlookers shook their heads in unison with great cooperation.

Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed, and he found a wooden plate out of nowhere, and said with a smile on it: "If you want to know the following of the poor Dao cultivation immortals, why you have not spent the catastrophe for a long time, you donors may wish to reward a few articles, whatever you want, more poor roads are not too much, less ...... If it's less, you can add a little more......"

Xiao Fan stood far away, his head dripping with cold sweat: "............"

Why does this old guy have a German surname with Taixu?

- But in good conscience, Uncle Mitoyo's eating is still much stronger than being too weak, even if it is swaggering and cheating, the old guy's expression is as righteous as the tax collector of the tax bureau, and he takes it for granted.

And his business performance is much stronger than Taixu, in the blink of an eye, the wooden plate in Zhang Sanfeng's hand has been piled up with all kinds of small copper coins, scattered silver, and even a few Daming treasure banknotes...... Xiao Fan felt very ashamed, so ashamed that he was so ashamed that he couldn't feel ashamed...... Zhang Sanfeng didn't feel ashamed at all, he smiled with a fairy style, and after a circle, the wooden plate was full, and Zhang Sanfeng's smile deepened.

Honestly and unceremoniously stuffed all kinds of copper coins, broken silver, and treasure money into the sleeves of his wide robe, Zhang Sanfeng shook his hands, and the wooden plate used for begging for money disappeared magically...... So Zhang Sanfeng resumed his fluttering and flying expression, and began to stroke his beard and pretend to be deep...... For a long time, the onlookers who gave the money were not happy, and they all shouted for Zhang Sanfeng to continue the topic just now, why did he stay in the world, delay the catastrophe, and become an immortal.

Zhang San harvested the money and whetted everyone's appetite, so he stroked his beard and said slowly: "Ahem...... Why did the poor Dao delay in surviving the catastrophe? ”

Everyone asked in unison with an urgent face: "Yes, why?" ”

Zhang Sanfeng's expression suddenly became solemn and dignified, slowly looked around at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "...... Because, if you want to survive the catastrophe, you will be struck by lightning first, and it has not rained recently, and you can't be struck by lightning if you want to be poor, which is very sad......"

Everyone was dumbfounded: "............"

Xiao Fan really couldn't listen to it anymore, so he separated from the onlookers and pulled Zhang Sanfeng out of the crowd.

"Uncle Shi, before being struck by lightning, help me survive the catastrophe......"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said very casually: "No problem, Poor Dao is quite interested in the topic of the Heavenly Tribulation, let's discuss it and improve our ...... together."

Xiao Fan wiped his sweat, and without saying a word, he pulled Zhang Sanfeng and walked back.

Zhang Sanfeng was dragged away by Xiao Fan with an elegant face, and then his expression was pale, and he came back to his senses, and asked Xiao Fan blankly: "Hey, hey, wait a while!" …… Who are you? ”

Xiao Fan's tears rained down: "...... I'm your nephew, uncle! ”

Zhang Sanfeng laughed: "Nonsense, when did Poor Dao have more teachers and nephews?" Are you trying to cheat money? ”

It's over, Uncle Mitoyo's Alzheimer's disease is committed again.

Xiao Fan looked at him with tears in his eyes: "Uncle Shi, take a good look at me, take a good look at me, do you still remember Xiao Fan, the master of Xiao Mansion?" You are currently living in my house, and I will provide you with good food and drink......

Zhang Sanfeng looked dazed for a while, and finally a little suddenly, pointed at Xiao Fan and smiled: "When you say this, Poor Dao has a little impression......

Xiao Fan wiped away his tears silently...... Eat me, drink me, live me, and I have a "little impression" in the end?

People who are Taoist priests are quite bastards.

(To be continued)