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Saying that, Ding Hong and the two sat down in turn, Huang Dou hurriedly poured tea and water, Ding Junfeng sat down with his beard and sat down, nodding and smiling.

"Drink tea! It's been hard for you all the way, I don't know what this brother is called? Ding Junfeng looked at this treasure, picked up the tea bowl and said.

"Oooh! Xiaodao is a Taoist priest of Yigong Mountain, and he should be regarded as the nephew of Uncle Yuzhen, and the younger generation is polite! Shi Bao hurriedly stood up, bowed his head and bent over his fists.

"Sit down, sit down! Uncle Yuzhen! What the hell is going on? Ding Junfeng looked back at Ding Hong, and asked with a full belly.

"Hey! It's a long story! I am also forced to become a monk, and the old Taoist Shunqing of Zhentianguan has to accept me as a disciple, saying that I was born to practice, and this is a destined thing, yes, these three years are to go up the mountain to cultivate. Ding Hong looked embarrassed, shook his head and said.

"Look at the sword!" A cold light flashed behind this, and they saw a shining sword stabbing directly from Ding Hong's back, and everyone was surprised for a while.

Ding Hong dodged and dodged, and then pressed the handle of the chair, and the whole person suddenly spun and flew up, and kicked towards the saber.

Seeing that the sword was shining, Ding Hong was forced to retreat several times, Ding Wenjun stood up, slapped the table, and everyone stopped moving.

It turned out that the person who danced the sword was Ding Hong's cousin Ding Ran! Seeing this Ding Wenjun shouted angrily, he was so frightened that he put away his saber and stood aside with his head down.

"Presumptuous! It's simply unseemly, this cousin finally came over once, and there are other guests here, it's just nonsense, don't hurry up and copy the three-character scripture for me a hundred times. Ding Wenjun waved his right hand and scolded Ding Ran angrily.

"Forget it! Uncle don't be angry, my cousin has always liked to dance with guns and sticks, and indeed this kung fu has made great progress, and I will definitely not be his opponent in time! Ding Hong hurriedly came over, shook the eldest uncle Ding Wenjun, and begged for forgiveness.

"Don't you hurry up and thank your cousin, look at your appearance, if you go out, others will say that I didn't discipline me strictly, and I won't wash my hands and come over and chat with the guests." This Ding Wenjun reprimanded for a while, and Ding Ran glanced at him, turned around and went into the house.

"You cousin! Uncle, I didn't worry less! His mother left early, and everything was accommodating to him, originally thought that he would be sensible sooner or later, who knows that it will become more and more disagreeable, Hong'er must not be surprised. Ding Wenjun stroked his beard, shook his head and sighed and sat down.

"Uncle don't worry, my cousin has always been pampered with excellent clothes and food, this martial arts is only for physical fitness, now the world is in chaos, local tyrants and squires all over the country are recruiting troops and horses, building high walls and fences, just trying to protect their own family property, just the place to use!" Ding Hong picked up the tea bowl and said as he blew the tea leaves floating on it.

"Hey! Are you worried about this? The county government came to the official document two days ago, saying that the Yellow River was flooding, and we wanted Dingjiazhuang to hand over next year's public grain, and the owner of the big village in Qinghualing next door came to borrow grain, and tomorrow is the deadline, I am in a hurry! This Ding Wenjun lowered the tea bowl and said with a sad face.

"The master of Qinghualing Village? What's going on? Why haven't you heard of this gang of thieves before? Ding Hong looked at Ding Wenjun with a sad face, and then asked.

"Hey! It's not that the Yellow River is flooding, everywhere to catch strong men to build embankments along the river, many counties are swallowed up by floods, corpses are everywhere and the people are not happy, the government levies taxes, the people in this vicinity have nowhere to escape, and they don't want to be arrested to serve as civilian servants, all gathered in Qinghualing, resist the encirclement and suppression of the government, I am sandwiched at both ends, and always have the best of both worlds! When Ding Wenjun mentioned this, he said with a sad expression.

At this moment, this soybean hurriedly came in and whispered in Ding Wenjun's ear for a moment, only to see him suddenly stand up, a little dazed!

"Uncle! What the hell is going on? Seeing that you look nervous, something must be wrong, right? Ding Hong looked at Ding Wenjun's face was gloomy, so he put down the tea bowl and stood up and asked.

"Hahaha! The owner of Ding Zhuang has been gone for a long time! I'm going to come here today uninvited, and I hope you'll forgive me! There was a hearty laugh outside the door, and I saw this group of people waiting to enter the lobby.

I saw that the person who was the leader was the big boss of this Qinghualing, and Wan Sheng, who was known as the "King of the Black Tower"! I saw that the person here was dressed in black, with a lot of patches on it, a big beard, and a bit of a shadow of a flower in the water.

"It turned out that the master of Wanda Village came, it was really brilliant! Please sit down, please take a seat! Soybeans! Hurry up and make tea for the guests and bring some pastries. This Ding Wenjun waved his hand to signal Wansheng to sit down, and then turned around and instructed this soybean to speak.

"This ......" Huang Dou was confused, unable to figure out whether this was true or false, scratching the back of his head and stammering.

"If you are told to go, hurry up! Snub my guest, see what I will do with you then? Ding Wenjun looked angry and said to Huang Dou.

The big black man sat down, rested his right foot on the armrest of the chair, shook his head and picked up the tea bowl, and said with the tea lid: "Master Ding, we disaster victims came here today, I think you should know something?" I'm a rectum, so let's open the skylight and say something bright, and ask the lord to borrow some food, so as not to starve to death on Qinghualing. ”

"What's this? Little Lao Er does have difficulties! This imperial court will increase taxes and collect next year's food together, and there is indeed no surplus food now, so it is better to ......" Ding Wenjun said with a sad face.

"What? You Dingjiazhuang is a well-known rich man, and you are so stingy to borrow some food, brothers! Let's go back! Wan Sheng stood up, ready to turn and leave.

"The lord of Dazhai is angry! Isn't it difficult for me to cross the river by a mud bodhisattva, and you have to understand my difficulties? It's not as good as these silver taels, so you should honor the heroes and take them to tea! Ding Wenjun took out the scattered silver taels from his arms, and handed them to the big black man Wan Shengyan with both hands.

"No need! You can keep the flowers for yourself! But do you have a life flower? I don't know if I'm down, farewell! This Wansheng blocked Ding Wenjun's hands, scattered the silver two on the ground, turned around and ran to the door.

"How's that good? What a disaster! This Ding Wenjun shook twice, and a burst of fire came up, and he suddenly fell to the ground and fainted.

"Uncle! Wake up! Ding Hong stood up, put down the tea bowl and ran over quickly, helping Ding Wenjun up.

Seeing this, Huang Dou quickly picked up the silver taels scattered on the ground, put them into his arms, and helped Ding Wenjun run back to the backyard wing.

Ding Hong sent the eldest uncle Ding Wenjun back to the room, but Ding Ran was never seen, so he turned out of the front yard and saw Huang Dou hurrying over......

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