"Big brother, there is news in Songjiazhuang that you asked me to monitor, this afternoon a light fell into Songjiazhuang, and an old man who called himself Jiang Ziya came."

In the song, Wang Xu was watching the Beihai Naval News, and he heard Li Huanzhang, the third of the six saints in Meishan, report it.

Hearing such news, Wang Xu's face was overjoyed, and he secretly thought, "Have you finally come down the mountain?" ”

After Jiang Ziya went down the mountain, he lived in Chaoge for half a year, and found that the king of Xuan was mediocre and not the master of Ming, so he went to Xiqi, which opened the curtain of King Wu's war.

Now that Jiang Ziya is here, do you want to meet him?

Seeing better, Jiang Ziya is now destitute, and he doesn't even know what kind of heavy responsibility he is carrying, so how can he invest in advance at this time.

However, this matter is not in a hurry for the time being, and I have to find a reason to go again, so as not to appear too enthusiastic and let Jiang Ziya notice something.

Thinking of this, Wang Xu picked up the Beihai News again.

The princes of the 72nd Route of Beihai rebelled, and Taishi Wenzhong led the troops to suppress it, and it took more than a year to calculate the time.

At this time, the military report showed that Wen Zhong had won a series of battles, and most of the princes of the Seventy-two Roads had been pacified, more than a year, less than half a year, and Wen Zhong could lead the army back.

"Wen Zhong?"

Wang Xu read the name, during the Fengshen period, the most respectable person was not Ji Chang, but this Taishi Wen Zhong.

Taishi Wen Zhong clearly knew that the Shang Dynasty had reached the time of overthrow, but he was still doing his best to try to reorganize the mountains and rivers, whether it was ability or military strategy, it was above Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya's victory, Wen Zhong's defeat, is not a crime of war, but a corruption of business, and the Zhou army is in its prime.

In addition, the exposition party represented by Jiang Ziya was a group of people as soon as they were dispatched, and they would kill each other when they met, completely ignoring the feelings and righteousness of the three religions, which made the sect really suffer a big loss.

You must know that even in the later stage of the gods, the three nights ended up, and they never killed the people in the teachings.

Otherwise, under the Jin Jiao cut, in the Jiuqu Yellow River Array, the twelve golden immortals did not know how many people would be killed or injured.

It's a pity that Sanxiao's subordinates showed mercy, and they did not get the forgiveness of the Yuqing sage, but bloody suppression.

In the end, Yunxiao was wrapped in the Qiankun map by Lao Tzu and suppressed under the Qilin Cliff.

Qiong Xiao was killed by Yuan Shi Tianzun who hit the heavenly spirit with three treasure jade Ruyi, and Bi Xiao was put into a jade box by Yuan Shi Tianzun and died of blood and water, both of them ended up desolate.

Songjiazhuang...

After the banquet, Jiang Ziya stayed in Songjiazhuang and slept until noon.

After he got up, he went to the house to look for Song Yiren, and found that Song Yiren had gone out early in the morning.

Asked the doorman, the doorman couldn't answer a reason, only knew that his master was not yet bright, so he went to Majiazhuang with a gift, and he didn't know what to do.

Jiang Ziya waited for Song Yiren to come back on the left and Song Yiren on the right, and he didn't come back on the right, secretly thinking that nothing would happen.

I waited until the evening, when the moon was on the branches, to hear a movement outside the door.

Jiang Ziya didn't care about putting on his shoes, so he ran out barefoot.

When I went outside, Song Yiren was getting off the carriage drunk, and when he saw Jiang Ziya coming to pick him up, he smiled and said, "Brother Xian, it's a big deal!" ”

It turned out that seventy miles outside Songjiazhuang, there was a Majiazhuang.

There was a rich man in the village named Ma Hong, who had a daughter who had been married twenty-seven times, and each time her husband died before he could pass the door.

Over time, Ma is sixty-eight years old this year, and she is still the eldest daughter of Huanghua, and Ma Hong is so panicked that she frowns all day long.

Today, Song Yiren came to ask for marriage, and Ma Hong was so happy that he couldn't wait to kneel down for Song Yiren.

As a result, when asked about her husband's Gui Geng, Song Yiren replied that there were two out of seventy.

Ma Hong immediately turned his joy into sorrow, this person is seventy-two years old, and his life can still pass for a few days, don't marry his daughter on the front foot, and become a widow on the back foot.

Song Yiren saw it and hurriedly took out the dowry gift.

Ma Hong opened the box and saw that there were four ingots of gold, four ingots of silver, a total of eight ingots, and he reluctantly agreed.

After going out for a busy day, and having a drink with Ma Hong, Song Yiyi rushed back drunk.

"Brother Yi, what is the big thing?"

Jiang Ziya was still in a daze, and he didn't know what Song Yiren was talking about.

Song Yiren pulled him over, and said with a fluttering eyebrow: "Early this morning, I went to Majiazhuang to find a family affair for you, the daughter of the horse member is dignified and virtuous, and she is the best at being a person. ”

After saying this, Song Yiren raised his eyes and found that Jiang Ziya's face was not happy, and he couldn't help asking, "Brother Xian, are you not satisfied?" ”

"Brother Yi, the matter of men and women is the most delayed to rest, I am dedicated to the Tao, this..." Jiang Ziya looked embarrassed, but he still remembered the success of the road.

After listening to this, Song Yiren reprimanded: "Brother Xian is so confused, if you can become a great road, what will Tianzun let you do down the mountain." Since you don't have the life to become an immortal, don't think about those things, it's better to live a good life and leave incense. ”

Jiang Ziya heard this truth, so he promised again and again and no longer refused.

Song Yiren's alcohol surged, not because Jiang Ziya said more, and went back to the room to sleep.

Jiang Ziya also entered the guest room, lying on the bed tossing and turning, Song Yiren said that Ma was so good, Jiang Ziya was also a little up and down, afraid that he would delay others.

After all, he is already seventy or eighty years old, and he doesn't know how old that Ma is.

Come to think of it, Ma is still a yellow flower girl, she shouldn't be too old, I don't know if she is in her twenties or thirties, she won't dislike herself, right?

But I don't want to, Ma is not in his twenties, nor in his thirties, twenty plus thirty still has some surplus, and he is already sixty-eight this year.

Sixty-eight yellow flower girl, hiss, terrifying!!

Jiang Ziya has no room, no ridge of land, and he is not willing to use spells to collect money, so he eats and lives in Song Yiren's house all day long, and the marriage is also handled by Song Yiren.

Song Yiren saw that Jiang Ziya was older, and this matter was not too late, so he set the date three days later, and scheduled to pass the door on February 16.

When the day came, Song Yiren Zhang Luobinyou invited the neighbors of Songjiazhuang and Majiazhuang, and thousands of people came to the banquet.

He personally accompanied Jiang Ziya, rode a high-headed horse to pick up his relatives, and carried Ma's sedan chair back.

Marriage, worship, lively is a day, tossing until late the guests disperse.

Jiang Ziya was drunk, and entered the cave room to remove the hijab, and the moment the hijab was picked open by the bamboo pole, he exclaimed: "Mom! ”

In the eye, where is the person sitting on the bed, it is clearly a pig essence.

If it weren't for the pig essence, how could he be as fat as three hundred pounds, sit on the bed, and press the marriage bed to creak.

Jiang Ziya was inexplicably frightened, and he lowered his head and was about to walk out the door.

After taking two steps, Ma's hand was grabbed, only to hear Ma's low ask, "Where is the husband going?" ”

"People have three urgencies, let me go quickly." Jiang Ziya said vaguely.

When Ma Shi heard this, he gave up Jiang Ziya, sat on the bed and cried, crying: "You are in three urgency, you obviously dislike me, I am the wife you are marrying, I don't dislike you for being old, old and poor, but you dislike me for coming." ”

As soon as Jiang Ziya heard such a truth, he was seventy-two years old, and he had nothing else, so how could he be qualified to dislike Ma's.

If you want to say disgust, it is also Ma's weight, which is a little new to what he thought.

looked at himself who was thin as a hemp pole, and then looked at Ma Shi, who was wide in heart and fat, Jiang Ziya blew out the lights with tears, and sighed: "Lady, let's rest... Yes! ”

As soon as the lights went out, Jiang Ziya was like a rag doll, and let Ma Shi grab the bed.

Ma is in a hurry, she has been married all her life, and she is still a yellow flower girl at the age of sixty-eight, and she has long wanted to open meat.

Jiang Ziya is deeply blessed, and she was not killed by her, so if she doesn't take the initiative at this time, when will she wait.

There is a poem...

Leaving Kunlun to the imperial state, Ziya marries his wife tonight.

Sixty-eight-year-old yellow flower girl, ancient rare two grooms.