Mei Jiang was shocked in her heart, and said in her heart: "It turns out that she wants to get rid of Shuling's expenses." ”

He had the heart to remind that Shuling was Liyuan's concubine, and it stands to reason that all the uses of Shuling should be handled by Liyuan. But then I thought about it, why should I offend the wife of the main house of Liyuan for a mortal woman. More things are better than less, what do they have to do with the old man in their own house?

Mei Jiang said: "The old man must inform Shuling of the rules of the sect one by one. ”

An Xian bowed again. "Everything up and down the Ninth Peak, I'm bothered by Senior Brother Meijiang. At the same time, he raised his hands high and held a red envelope.

The red envelope is thin. Mei Jiang took it, pinched it, felt a little disdainful in his heart, and said a few more polite words to An Xian, and left with the miscellaneous servants.

Back in the room, Mei Jiang tore open the red envelope and couldn't help but be ecstatic. There is only one golden ticket in the red envelope, which states: 100 taels of gold.

He took out a silver ticket from his bosom, shook it in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly: "She is the lord of the county, so she can sell a hundred taels of gold, but you, a princess, the emperor's own daughter, take five hundred taels of silver to send the old man." Hmph!"

Shuling looked at the small courtyard, resentful in her heart, looking at Mei Jiang, but she didn't dare to lose her temper, so she had to hold back the anger in her heart and said politely: "Manager Mei Jiang, my slaves have hundreds of people. There are only more than ten rooms in this courtyard, where can I live in it? Now, in the ninth peak, most of the houses are empty, you see?" Shuling took out a silver ticket from his sleeve and stuffed it into Meijiang.

Mei Jiang accepted the silver ticket, glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, it was one thousand taels of silver, and said with a smile: "Princess Shuling, the rules of our Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the old man has already told you." You should know that mortals like you, according to the custom, are to live in huts below. Because you are the identity of the concubine of the senior brother of Liyuan, this courtyard was arranged for you. I'll be here to help move it, at most, I'll give you a small yard like this. No matter how much it is, the old man is really ......"

When Mei Jiang said this, he stopped.

Shuling hurriedly handed over two more silver tickets with a face value of 1,000 taels.

Mei Jiang was relieved. "You're lucky, the sect master let the senior brothers move out. Several courtyards around here are empty. It's all up to you. As the ugly thing goes, if other sect disciples move in in the future, you need to vacate the house immediately. ”

"I understand. Shuling's aggrieved eyes were red.

"Also, the sect master has ordered not to disturb Senior Brother Liyuan's Qing cultivation. Princess Shuling, although you are the concubine of Senior Brother Liyuan, the old man still has to advise you not to go up there easily. Mei Jiang pointed to the sky.

Shuling remembered the fierceness of Su Jing and Wang Sheng last night, her heart tightened, and she said again and again, "I understand, thank you for the reminder." Her heart grew more and more bitter.

More than 100 people. Five yards, barely squeezed down.

After sending Mei Jiang away, Shuling scolded the palace maid in the courtyard and was furious.

"An Xian slut, you deceived me today, and I will repay it a hundred times in the future!" On the one hand, he prayed in his heart that Liyuan would leave the customs as soon as possible.

Sook Ling is very confident in her appearance. Li Yuan will fall in love with An Xian's slut, definitely because he has never seen me! If he sees me, he will never look at An Xian's slut again!

As for the fact that Liyuan was no different from a dead man, Shuling had completely forgotten about it. On that day, Yun Zhenzi knocked her unconscious, and Yun Hua sent her out of the tower, and hypnotized her, making her forget the memory of those few minutes. She only thought that she hadn't seen Liyuan yet, and she really thought that Liyuan was in retreat.

An lived in the Jiufang Palace, but there was no use for Liyuan's bedroom. She occupies the west wing of the master bedroom. Let Qinglan live in the east room.

The place where Shuling lives is far away from the Jiufang Palace, in the most remote corner. The buildings around the Jiufang Hall are all uninhabited.

Su Jing and Wang Sheng cultivated in the Yuejue Tower, and generally did not come down.

In order to facilitate the management of miscellaneous laborers, Meijiang lives at the foot of the mountain. At the foot of the Ninth Peak, he has a three-entry mansion and a few acres of private medicine fields.

The handymen only came to the mountains every morning to sprinkle and sweep. Three meals a day, meals are delivered according to the regulations.

In other words, on the ninth peak sword grid platform, there are no immortal cultivators entering and leaving. The place where Anxian lives is so quiet that no one can see it.

An Xian opened the ghost door. Let Lolo come and go as he pleases. The opening of the ghost door does not consume anything. Now I don't have to worry about being discovered, and I won't be wronged by Luo Luo.

"Luo Luo, we are now within the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, don't be targeted by immortal cultivators. As soon as there is any movement, you must immediately return to the ghost realm from the ghost gate. An Xian commanded.

Lolo was obedient. During the day, he cultivated in the ghost mound, and at night, he wandered out and walked around.

An Xian spends most of his time cultivating in his room. In the last few hundred years of being a female ghost, she basically spent her time in cultivation, and she had already developed a habit.

Cultivation, in her opinion, is the most interesting and meaningful game in the world.

Qinglan didn't understand why the county lord sat dry every day. "How boring are you? Aren't you tired? Immortal Master Su Jing and their sword dancing are so good-looking!" Qinglan has to take the elevator to the sword head platform every day to watch Su Jing and Wang Sheng practice swords.

In only three or five days, Qinglan fell in love with it.

The four seasons are like spring here, and the air is fresh. She usually communicates with the handymen, and everyone agrees: This is where the gods live. If you live here, you will live at least twenty more years.

An Xian copied a set of palm techniques for Qinglan and let Qinglan practice. Qinglan does not have a spiritual root, so she can't directly enter the spirit, but she can cultivate a spiritual root by practicing martial arts, strengthening her body, opening up her meridians, and cultivating a spiritual root. It's a pity that Qinglan doesn't dare to be interested in martial arts at all, she prefers to wander around.

On this day, Qinglan watched Su Jing and Wang Sheng practice swords on the sword head platform, and only took the elevator down until almost noon, thinking about going back to serve and have lunch.

She came out of the elevator, and a stout eunuch suddenly flashed next to her. covered Qinglan's mouth with one hand, strangled Qinglan's neck with the other, and dragged Qinglan away.

"Princess, Qinglan has already taken it. "The eunuch Fukang ran back and forth.

A grim light shone in Shuling's eyes. "Lock her up first. If it was night, An Xian still didn't move, so she started. ”

"Yes. Fukang answered, and went down.

The palace maid standing next to her was puzzled and asked, "Princess, why do you want to startle the snake so much?"

"It's not called scaring the snake. It's called throwing stones and asking for directions. "Shuling is confident. "Those miscellaneous servants just took advantage of the sprinkling and sweeping to peep a few times, how can all the news they sent back be taken seriously? ”

"If she is really cultivating......" Shuling pulled a silk scarf and twisted it vigorously, with a vicious expression.

The eunuchs were frightened by Su Jing and Wang Sheng. If An Xian was "alive", they would never dare to go to the door, and if An Xian was practicing and meditating, it would be like death. Who doesn't know that when immortal cultivators are in retreat and cultivating, they sit like zombies, and they are most afraid of being disturbed.