Chapter 993: Society, I Jiao Gong

At this time, Dabao Village was filled with the sound of joy and beating, today is the 80th birthday of Jiao Taigong, and the Jiao family garden villa, which occupies half of the hill to the east, has already been full of luxury cars.

Three days ago, officials and wealthy businessmen from various provinces and even the capital had gathered in Dabao Village to celebrate Jiao Taigong's birthday.

These people all came here to see Jiao Literature under the guise of celebrating their birthdays.

Jiao Wengui is the chief disciple of the world's first feng shui master, nominally just a secretary, but he has great power, and even Mr. Qian, the number one in the province, also respects him like a god and responds to his words.

Everyone in Ludong's official and business circles knows that Jiao Wenxue is the one in charge of Ludong, and if you want to be promoted and do things, it is not easy to find anyone, and Jiao Ye has to do it.

In addition, Jiao Wenxue's dragon search point, the emperor's feng shui method has won the true inheritance of Ning Zhonghua, and there is a hand of alchemy thaumaturgy, these years the rich businessmen have been personally civilized by him, ancestral tombs, all of them are rich and noble, eat his elixir, one by one become dragon spirit and tiger fierce, good health, what old diseases, difficult diseases, only Jiao Wenwen a pill, that is quasi-insurance medicine to get rid of the disease.

There is such a saying in Ludong, there is no need to be afraid of hard life and declining life, Jiao Ye Feng Shui has a strange method, let you fall into a beggar's body, once you turn over, it is boundless!

Ning Zhonghua and Jiao Wenxue, the two masters and apprentices, are in the north, that is, a fairy-like existence, especially in the folk, even surpassing the martial gods and Qin Hou!

Jiao Taigong's name is Jiao Baishi, although he is eighty years old, he is still full of red light, energetic, burly waist, a snowy shawl handle and long beard, which makes him quite a bit of a grandmaster and a master, which can be described as a good way to cultivate his body.

At this time, looking at the hall full of magnates, all with servile faces, congratulating himself like a grandson, Jiao Taigong couldn't help but feel a little fluttery.

He is not a feng shui master, nor is he Ning Zhonghua's junior brother, when he was young, he was just a small tomb robber.

Back then, he and Ning Zhonghua opened an ancient tomb together, Ning Zhonghua got a strange book, soared to the sky, and by the way, he also passed on his three melons and two dates, and accepted the eldest of his family as a disciple. In this way, he was a little thief, a chicken and a dog, ascended to heaven and became a human being.

The past is unbearable, who let him have this good life and how many good sons?

At this moment, Mrs. Jiao was sitting at the top in a big red robe, smoking a hookah with a grunt, coughing a few times from time to time, and a handsome waitress next to him immediately knelt at his feet with a spittoon made of gold.

"The sky treats my Jiao family well, this day is beautiful!"

Jiao Taigong squinted and lay on the Taishi chair, his heart was happy, and he muttered indistinctly, and suddenly his throat itched, and he spat fishy and smelly sputum without looking at it.

The girl on the side was a little stunned, and before she could pick it up, Mrs. Jiao's mouthful of thick phlegm spit directly onto the girl's face.

"Taigong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to." The girl didn't bother to wipe the fishy saliva on her face, and quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"How can you hold the golden bowl, you can't even catch the old man's ambergris, unblessed slut, don't hurry up and confess your guilt to Taigong!" A young man next to him, dressed in a wrinkled Brazilian suit with bruises and blood marks on his face, raised his hand and slapped the girl, scolding fiercely.

"Li Bing, you brute, do you have a part to speak here? Shut up Lao Tzu. Jiao Dazuo stood up, pointed at the young man and said coldly.

"Woo, Taigong, I was wrong, please don't drive me away, I will definitely take it with my heart next time!" The girl whimpered and cried.

"Well, Xiao Fang's performance is still good on weekdays, Xiao Lizi's account in the casino, just tick it!" Jiao Taigong opened his eyes, a tacit smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said deeply.

He just won Li Fang's first yuan a few days ago, although this girl has an average appearance, she is obedient, and Jiao Taigong is still satisfied.

"You still don't want to be grateful, wait to stay here and eat the feast." Jiao Dazuo didn't have a good airway.

"Thank you for the branch secretary, thank you for being too open, then we will ...... Just roll? Li Bing kowtowed happily.

"Get out, remember, it's called the branch secretary outside, and in my house, you have to call the master, understand?" Jiao Dazuo glared at him and waved his hand impatiently.

Immediately, there were several burly country men on the side, holding the brother and sister, and threw them out.

Today, more than half of the young people in Dabao Village were pulled into the water by the Jiao family, addicted to gambling, Liubaocai, etc., as soon as this thing is touched, it is a matter of bankruptcy. There are people like Li Bing who can't afford to repay their debts and sell their sisters, but if this woman is favored by Jiao Taigong, it will be difficult to escape the clutches.

Because of this, those who have daughters in the family within a radius of 100 miles now are either sent to relatives in other places, or they quickly marry far away, or go out to work, for fear of being harmed by this old thief.

"Who, who is this, so uninteresting, dare to make your old brother and third brother angry on the big day of your godfather! My fat man Mu can't spare him first! ”

With a loud shout, a big fat man with a bright diamond necklace around his neck, a brand-name bag, and a brand-name brand led a few of his subordinates, swaggering in.

"Yo, it's Boss Mu who is here, Boss Mu has been doing well lately."

The other guests in the hall recognized the fat man and hurriedly got up to say hello.

Mu Fatzi's name is Mu Wencai, originally just a migrant worker who worked as a coolie, and then he didn't know what shit luck he had, he met Jiao Wenxue, knelt at the door and cried for three days and three nights.

Since then, Mu Fatzi has soared to the sky, with good luck, and now he has become the leader of the real estate industry in Ludong, and the big boss with a family fortune of tens of billions.

"Boss Mu is here, and he looks good lately." Jiao Dazuo saw that he was rich and rich, all thanks to his brother's light, and now he was more beautiful than him, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Third brother, godfather, you still call me fat! I can have this net worth, it is all the light of the uncle's immortals, and Mu will not dare to forget it for the rest of his life. Fat Mu hurriedly said respectfully.

"Well, the little fat man is still a person who misses his old love, it's hard for you to call me a godfather, just sit down when you come." Jiao Taigong said tepidly.

"Godfather's 80th birthday, we have a rare opportunity to give some heart, come and bring things up!" Fat Mu waved his hand and shouted.

Immediately, a few bodyguards in suits walked in carrying several delicate red and gold silk nanmu boxes, and the boxes were engraved with gold dust with big longevity characters.

"Godfather, as the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, this first box, you will definitely not refuse."

With a wave of his hand, Fat Mu opened the first box, which was full of neat stacks of cash, to say the least, more than three million.

Smelling the scent of ink on the banknotes, everyone praised the good handwriting, but Jiao Taigong just stroked his beard slightly, and hummed lightly, not too much.

At his age, money is numb, and he really doesn't care.

"The second box, a house full of gold, I wish you a lot of money!" Mu Fatzi opened the second box, and as soon as the box was opened, it was full of golden light, and it was full of high-grade gold objects.

"Brother Mu, affectionate, interesting!" Jiao Dazuo couldn't sit still this time, his father didn't love money, he loved it, and he couldn't help but slap the table with joy.

"The third box, gold has a price, antiquities have no price. I heard that my godfather has been cultivating recently, and I specially bought a gilded statue of Taishang Laojun from the antique market, which is like a thing in the palace of Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty. ”

Mu Fatzi's voice raised an octave, arrogant to the audience, and said loudly.

Jiao Taigong's eyes flashed sharply, as an old tomb robber, he was born with love for antiques, and immediately patted his thigh and said happily: "Little fat boy, you have a heart, you have a heart, come and give me a palm." ”

Mu Fatzi was like a pilgrimage, and in the envy of everyone, he knelt down on one knee with the statue of Laojun.

As soon as Mrs. Jiao glanced at it, he knew that it was genuine, and after laughing a few times, he suddenly whimpered and cried in front of the whole house: "Good things, good things, it's a pity that Jiao is not blessed to enjoy it!" ”

(End of chapter)