In ancient times, there was a poor family that lost his father at an early age, and it was his mother who pulled him to grow up. Their family lives in a thatched house, and his neighbor is a rich man with a lot of money, five short figures, a big belly, like pregnant Nezha, the whole family alone has dozens of people, and there are seven wives in the house.

This was definitely a big deal in ancient times, at least for the neighbors.

I will call the protagonist here Wang Qian, because his real name is impossible to investigate. Wang Qian's mother, the Queen Mother, became ill from hard work, but in order to make a living, she had to go to the dwarf's house to work and cook for them. In ancient times, there was a triangular sink next to the pot where rice was cooked, and leftover rice or water for washing dishes could be poured out of it, and some people still have this thing in their homes today.

Wang Qian's main job is to go up the mountain to cut firewood, because the ground here does not grow anything but trees and grass. One day, he plucked some wild vegetables and went home, and when he saw the rice behind the rich man's house, he took off his clothes, scooped up the rice, and took it to the house to dry.

For several days in a row, their family ate leftover rice from the rich and dwarf's family, but suddenly one day, there was no rice there. Wang Qian only said that they had nothing left over, and there was nothing to be disappointed about, these things were not their own, and if they didn't have them, they wouldn't have it.

But for several days, there was no rice left, and the Queen Mother went home. It turned out that it was the rich dwarf who found out that Wang Qian would come to pick up rice, and deliberately asked the family to transfer the leftovers to a distant place and throw them away, and drove the queen mother out.

Wang Qian gritted his teeth, and was indignant in his heart, the neighbor who has money and no virtue is like this, obviously it is a gesture, he has to play the poor with his daughter, and pick up such a leftovers, are you there!

Wang Qian theorized with the rich dwarf, not only did not seek justice, but was beaten.

Despite this, life has to go on, the queen mother can no longer go out to do things, and Wang Qian has changed from a woodcutter to a fisherman, every day and every day he starts fishing in the river, the fish caught are taken to the market to sell, and then exchanged for rice and went home to cook porridge for the queen mother.

One morning, Wang Qian forgot to put the bait when he was fishing, but a big golden carp took the bait. If this big carp was sold, it would definitely sell for a lot of money, but he saw that his mother's body was haggard, so he decided to ask this big carp to replenish his mother's body.

Wang Qian went home with the big carp in his arms, pressed me on the cutting board, raised the kitchen knife high, and was about to knock out the big carp, but his hand was in the air, but he found that the fish was in tears. Wang Qian hurriedly ran to ask his mother, and his mother said that since this is the case, let's not kill it, but take it to the market and sell it.

Wang Qian agreed, holding the fish to the market, but the people stopped halfway, he thought: "I don't kill, and if I sell it to the market, I will be killed by others." So he turned and went to the river, let go of the big carp, fished for a long time, and when he caught nothing more, he went home.

The Queen Mother did not blame Wang Qian for making his own decisions, and the following days did not change because of a golden carp, Wang Qian still fished, and if there were no fish, he would go up the mountain to pick some wild vegetables to eat.

One night, I heard a knock on the door. Wang Qian felt strange, they had no relatives or friends, and they didn't provoke right and wrong, so who would be the person who came so late.

Wang Qian pulled off the door bolt, opened the door, and found a pretty woman standing at the door. To be honest, Wang Qian was moved, but he didn't plan to marry a wife, because he couldn't even support himself, let alone have another wife, and the woman was so beautiful, he wouldn't take a fancy to him.

"Is there anything wrong with the girl being so late?" Wang Qian held on to the door with one hand, and didn't seem to mean to let the woman in. The woman bowed and said to herself: Her name is Qingli, she was originally an outsider, and she was famine in the field, and she has been living since then, hoping to stay here temporarily.

At the same time, it is difficult for Wang Qian to keep him out of the door, if he is looked at by the rich man, he may not know what will happen. This woman is also diligent, she has been here for a few days, and the house is well organized inside and out, and the queen mother loves it very much, and she recruited a woman and a daughter-in-law. Unconsciously, the Queen Mother's illness gradually improved, and although life was very difficult, the atmosphere was always warm and harmonious.

One day, on the birthday of the rich dwarf, the banquet is very dignitary, but everyone can come to eat, but the premise is who gives the best gift, only to have the opportunity to enter the table, this is not hopeful for the poor, how can their gifts be compared to the gifts bought by those rich people, so he didn't care about the rich man's birthday at all.

But Qingli let him go, but Wang Qian said that he didn't have anything to loosen. The woman asked Wang Qian to go to the market to buy some white paper and bamboo strips, and she came to make gifts.

Wang Qian loves her wife in every way, and she is whatever she says. Wang Qian took the white lantern made by his wife and went to the rich man's house. His house was full of dazzling lanterns, and the one in Wang Qian's hand was obviously a gift that could not be broken anymore, and he couldn't take it out at all. When the rich dwarf saw the lantern in Wang Qian's hand, it was a white lantern for mourning, and it became popular all of a sudden, and he called the family to surround him.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew and extinguished all the lanterns, except for the one in Wang Qian's hand, which illuminated the whole house with this lantern alone, and a fishing doll appeared on the white paper, humming a song, fishing, and the fish kept turning in the water, vividly.

In this way, Wang Qian also entered the table inexplicably. The fat man asked where the lamp came from, and Wang Qian said that his wife made it, and the fat man wanted to exchange money for his wife, but Wang Qian refused; the fat man also exchanged seven wives for his wife, but Wang Qian also refused; his wife was not only beautiful, but also his feelings were no longer something else that could replace them.

Wang Qian gave the lantern, said hello, and left without eating. Of course, the rich fat man was unwilling, so he sent all the family members to go next door to catch light glass. Everyone knows it, the golden carp is the ninth princess, and she came to repay the favor, and she expected this to happen, so she deliberately pretended to be an ugly woman with missing arms and legs, facial paralysis and shortness. When the rich Humpty Dumpty saw it, he almost threw it up, but fortunately he didn't exchange seven wives for it, otherwise there would be no place to regret it.

As soon as the rich Humpty Dumpty man walked on his front foot, Wang Qian came in on his back foot, "I just saw that short man come in, didn't he bully you, right?" Wang Qian helped Qingli's shoulder to see if anything was going on. Qingli is still beautiful and moving: "No, he came to thank you." Wang Qian thought to himself: Impossible, just a lantern, he has already thanked him, how could he come on purpose.

But it's okay to be fine, and don't think about things that you can't figure out.

Later, with the help of the ninth princess, Wang Qian's family gradually got better, and began to help the poor, which was deeply loved by the people.

Wang Qian soon became the richest man in the village and even in the town, and more and more people helped him, and his fame grew. In order to commemorate Wang Qian, the people built an ancestral hall, called Wang Jiaren, and the incense burned day and night, which was higher than the land temple. Therefore, when the people of heaven knew the whereabouts of the Nine Princesses, they came down to look for them.

"Come back with us, princess!" "Don't go! I'm not a princess anymore, I won't go back!" "The ninth princess broke away from the hand of the heavenly soldiers!" "Since the princess doesn't cooperate, then it will be offended!" At this time, Wang Qian happened to come back, and saw a group of people in white clothes surrounding his wife, and immediately squeezed in, "Who are you, why are you in my house, what do you want to do!" "Mortals, don't talk too much!" "The heavenly soldiers and generals don't dump Wang Qian at all." "Princess, let's go!" "Princess?" Wang Qian asked as he looked at the Ninth Princess Qingli suspiciously. Qingli didn't know how to answer, but shook her head, with a bitter face. Seeing that Wang Qian didn't know the identity of the Ninth Princess, the Heavenly Soldier immediately added fuel and vinegar and said: "Your wife is the Ninth Princess Qingli, he has committed the sin of mortal hearts, and we are instructed by the above to bring her back to the Heavenly Court." ”

Wang Qian's eyes widened, and he looked at Qingli with an incredulous look. Qingli was about to cry, shaking her head while breaking free from the heavenly soldiers, not knowing how to explain. Wang Qian also shook his head and staggered a few steps: "You shouldn't hide it from me!" Qingli cried at Wang Qian's words, and light tears fell from her cheeks. "Take it with me!" The Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals could not have seen the situation better, but they were obviously mistaken. Wang Qian protected in front of Qingli and stretched out his hands: "No! none of you can take her away!" "Hmph, it's up to you?" The heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals forcibly pulled Wang Qian away, and Wang Qian riveted enough strength to protect Qingli.

If the soft one doesn't work, it's hard, and a group of heavenly soldiers beat around a powerless scholar. Wang Qian didn't beg for mercy, "Don't ...... Don't move her!" At that end, Qingli couldn't cry anymore, covering her mouth with her hands, letting her tears flow, "Go! I'll go with you!" Let him go!" The Heavenly Soldier and Heavenly General immediately let go of Wang Qian and grabbed Qingli. "Let's go!" Qingli looked at Wang Qian for the last time with tears in her eyes, Wang Qian's face was covered with blood, lying on the ground, stretching out his hand to keep Qingli, but there was no way. The soldiers will fly up with the nine princesses, and Qingli left a piece of jade to Wang Qian before leaving, and Wang Qian held the jade and cried incessantly.

Later, Wang Qian did not take it again, but guarded the old lady and the piece of jade, before he died, he gave the jade to a friend, and the friend passed down the jade from generation to generation, one to the purple heart, and that piece of jade is the spirit of the nine princesses, the koi princess carving.

After inserting the origin of the jade, we already know that Zixin is the descendant of Wang Qian's friend. When Zixin committed suicide by humiliation, thanks to this piece of jade, Zixin's soul was saved, otherwise Zixin might have reported it, or she might have become a powerful ghost with deep resentment.

When Mao saw Bai Aya on the third floor, his urine squirted out, and he was so frightened that he sat there on the spot. Bai Aya moved with the wind, as if it was Zixin's two hands, coming to ask for Mao's life. "To ...... Finally...... What's going on, could it really be that she replied ......" The latter words, he didn't dare to say it himself. Mao Sanlou recovered, his feet could move, and he immediately turned around and ran. "I want you not to die!" The jade in Mao Sanlou's hand glowed green, and the sound seemed to come from this. Mao Sanlou begged while running: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It's all my Mao Sanlou's fault, I'm confused, I shouldn't be careful about you, let alone ......" "Shut up!" A female voice scolded, obviously not wanting to listen to Mao Sanlou say anything obscene and disgusting!

"Oh, waste!" the boy snorted coldly.

Hearing the young man's voice, Mao Sanlou quickly turned his head and saw a young man in a cloth and green shirt with his hand on the handle of the sword, looking at him coldly. "I%%**& This content has been harmonized by the author, please dial it later, you dare to scare Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants your life today!" Mao Sanlou didn't know which nerve was wrong, and he actually forgot about the last time he was beaten. But think about it, a ghost and a powerful person, it seems that it is easier to deal with people! The boy rushed forward straight, flashed, and then heard the dull sounds of "poof~" and "pe". Mao Sanlou only felt that his hand was light, and when he looked over, he realized that his arm had been cut off, and the bowl-sized wound was still spraying blood.

"Ah~~~ my hand!!" Mao Sanlou cried hysterically covering his wounds, but no one paid attention to him. The young man lifted up and kicked Mao Sanlou over, and a few lights flashed in the night!"Poof!" First heard the sound of blood gushing, then Mao's torn corpse on the third floor, half of his head was still connected to the broken body, his limbs had been separated, and his little brother was also lying quietly in the corner. Mao Sanlou's face is hideous, his eyes are turned up, and he can't die anymore!

The next day, I don't know who found the corpse first, and then the villagers went to Mao's house to see Mao's corpse on the third floor, and they couldn't help but applaud, but the family couldn't stop it! At the same time, the legend of the ghost asking for his life had spread, but Mao Sanjin knew that such a death was not done by the ghost, and that only the young man had such a brutal knife technique! Mao Sanjin came later, gritted his teeth, ignored the villagers, hammered his fist on the ground, looked at his son's cold corpse and scattered limbs, coughed up blood:" You outlaw, do you think I can't help you, I will definitely take revenge for this revenge!"

"The slave family has thanked Jianhao for his help, but I don't know Jianhao's surname?" a graceful girl in purple gave a salute to the young man. The young man nodded slightly, turned around and lowered the brim of his hat: "I have no name, but go with the wind." In the blink of an eye, the boy had disappeared. Zixin recalled the young man's voice, and a sense of familiarity that was not thick or faint came to his heart, rippling little by little, but he couldn't remember whose voice he was thinking. People and ghosts have different paths, even if there is anything, there is nothing!

The wind flutters and blows the sleeves of the clothes, and the sword is long and stained with the blood of the enemy, and the people are panicked and silent. The boy doesn't know who he is, he takes the five lakes as his home and the four seas as his home, and although he travels all over the famous mountains and rivers, he is terrible everywhere he goes, and the people's hearts are terrible! The boy can no longer stay in this place, and last night's incident ended with the boy killing people to get money.

The people here say that the boy is a good person, but in fact, when the boy appeared in the tavern, everyone avoided it, and even reported to the official. In fact, they only praise the young man because he has benefited from the juvenile and the juvenile will not harm them. Now that the young man's good deeds have been done, people will soon forget them, and the only thing they will remember is the side of him who killed people and oversold goods. Seeing the teenager, everyone has a strong sense of crisis, but not necessarily. "Hehe, are you leaving?" the owner of the tavern met with the boy a few times, and he was not afraid of the boy. The boy hummed softly. The boss filled his wine jug, took two more jars of wine, and cut a few catties of cooked beef, "You take these and keep them for the road to eat!" It's not that the young man doesn't know the hearts of good people, it's just that he knows the truth of being useless, so he took out the money and gave it to the boss.

The boss waved his hand again and again, and stuffed the money back to him, "I can't help it, I can't help it, you avenged my daughter, I can't repay it, these drinks and food are a little bit of my heart, you can accept it with peace of mind, let's go, otherwise the people from the government will come!" The boss's kind wrinkles made the boy stay for a few seconds, and then he saw the boss's tearful eyes again. The last chapter is !! really long, 4500 words!!Everyone votes a lot!!Congratulations on my listing!!