When Chen Ping'an climbed out of the wellhead with a basket of dirt on his back, he was a little confused.

Outside the well, there is a group of high-crowned scholars, the first one, it is the old gentleman of the Ministry of Rites who stood on the ladder under the plaque of the archway at that time, and reprimanded the supervisor loudly, and the former supervisor who built the covered bridge before leaving office stood beside him, according to legend, the Song Lord who was Song Jixin's father, his skin was slightly whiter than in the town, and the remaining five or six people, mostly thirty or forty years old, were extraordinary, and they looked more like being a big official than Lord Song.

In fact, it was not only Chen Ping'an who looked sluggish, but this group of officials of the Ministry of Rites, who had the most noble status among the six yamen of Da Li, was also shocked to see the only rich man in the town who had three bags of gold and copper coins.

Ruan Qiong did not show up, but Ruan Xiu, a girl in Tsing Yi, and Wu Yuan, the commander of Longquan County, stood side by side, the latter looked at his nose and nose, his face was indifferent, and his gaze was slightly lowered. It makes people feel that Lord Xiao Wu, who has a big backer and is terrifying, is angry with those masters of the Ministry of Rites, after all, on his own territory, no one will be happy to cut such a piece of fat to a group of outsiders.

The turmoil that happened downstairs in the archway, in the end, Wu Yuan unexpectedly retreated to the end, so that Dong Hu, the right attendant of the Ministry of Rites, would rub all the sixteen words and leave, even if a seventh-floor practitioner who served as a secret servant, determined that the words on those plaques were completely spiritless, and there was no need to take out the precious wind and thunder notes, Dong Shilang was still eager to tear down the plaques and move them away。

Wu Yuan finally took advantage of the town's large-scale construction work, and the reputation and prestige he won among ordinary people was suddenly beaten back to its original shape. Fulu Street and Taoye Lane are happy to see this, and they have become the talk of the conversation after tea and dinner, and most of them gloat, thinking that Wu Yuan is just an embroidered pillow and not a big deal. Some people say that if he Wu Kite dares to stiffen his neck and fight to the end with the gang of people in the Ministry of Rites, he will admire this kid's backbone, and now, he is afraid of being a turtle with a shrunken head on the side of the Ministry of Rites, and after he officially wears the county official uniform, he will be in the nest.

Chen Ping'an carried a basket of soil and gently jumped down the well, standing in front of these Dali officials, the waiter Dong Hu was full of smiles, stroked his beard and smiled: "Your name is Chen Ping'an, the old man's surname is Dong, and he works in our Dali Rite Department, this time I am looking for you, it is not a business, but the old man wants to see what the owner of the five mountains looks like, and now he has got what he wants, it is worth the trip." ”

At the end, the old waiter looked left and right, and at the same time smiled heartily.

Except for Lord Song, who was born as a kiln supervisor, there was no movement, and the rest of the officials of the Ministry of Rites laughed along, as if Dong Shilang had told a big joke.

Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed, old man, I don't understand the official words of Da Li Yayan you said at all.

The corners of Wu Kite's mouth pulled up a subtle arc.

Lord Song, who is proficient in the dialect of the town, has no intention of helping this yamen official to relieve the siege.

Because the two belong to different mountains, and the two sides have completely torn their faces not long ago, if it weren't for His Majesty the Emperor's hand-picking Song Yuzhang must accompany him to the south, this trip to the United States will definitely not have his share. The Yamen of the Ministry of Rites is all scholars, and they are still the seeds of reading that have been fought by thousands of troops and single-plank bridges, so the war of words in this yamen is really elegant and exciting, fortunately, Song Yuzhang is a weirdo who can be used to staying in a small town, and after returning to the capital, he did things quietly, but he didn't feel any grievances and resentment.

Dong Shilang Gongmen has practiced for most of his life, almost all of them have climbed in the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Rites, as the only Yamen in the Dali Imperial Court that can compete with the Ministry of War, Dong Hu has achieved the third-in-command, obviously an old fox with a sharp mind, and suddenly realized his mistake, thinking of finding a step for himself, so he turned his head and looked at the only daughter of Master Ruan with a smile, hoping that she could help him pass the word.

It's just that Dong Hu dispelled his thoughts almost instantly, a saint of the Fengxue Temple soldiers who even His Majesty the Emperor has to be a guest of honor, and he is a servant of the Ministry of Rites, he dares to drive Ruan's daughter to do this and that, if the girl is a difficult character who doesn't understand etiquette, she feels that she has neglected her, and goes back to her father to sue herself for a trick, and then the sage Ruan Shi only needs to go to the capital lightly to hand over a sentence and a half, estimating that he is a third-grade official, he can still be a person, but he will definitely be uncomfortable. The old man's mind was in a hurry, but in fact, it was a matter of a moment, Lord Shilang decided to change his original intention, looked at the girl with a smile, and was just about to ask if Miss Ruan was comfortable living here, and whether she needed the help of the Ministry of Etiquette to get an elegant and clean house on Fulu Street or Taoye Lane in the town.

But the next moment something jaw-dropping happened, the daughter of Ruan Shi, who was unattainable in the minds of all the officials of the Ministry of Rites, hurriedly walked to the mud-legged young man, probably telling him what Dong Shilang said, and the young man listened to the girl's words with a normal look on his face, which really shocked these officials of the Ministry of Rites.

Where did Chen Ping'an know that such a trivial matter could make these noble bigwigs in the capital seem to be thousands of miles away. After listening carefully to Ruan Xiu's words, Chen Ping'an said to her with a smile: "Xiuxiu, please tell this old gentleman, I am a dragon kiln potter, and now I am working in a blacksmith shop, and the reason why I was able to buy those mountains is thanks to Master Ruan." ”

When the girl in Tsing Yi heard the title of "Xiuxiu", she smiled so much that her long eyes narrowed into a pair of crescent moons, and finally she said it to the old waiter in a cheerful tone in the orthodox dialect of Dongbao Aquarius. Of course, all the officials of the Ministry of Rites, including Dong Hu, are proficient in the "elegant language" of Yizhou, otherwise wouldn't they have confirmed the fallacy that the Dali Dynasty was a barbarian in the north? Even in the capital of Dali, whether or not they can speak the Da Ya dialect fluently and skillfully has become an important criterion for distinguishing the high-ranking and Hanshu families.

Dong Hu's expression became more and more amiable, he nodded lightly with a smile, and after listening to Miss Ruan's explanation, he said that he would not disturb Chen Ping'an to do things, and bothered Miss Ruan to help them say goodbye to Master Ruan, since Master Ruan was busy forging swords, he couldn't be bothered, otherwise His Majesty, who had admired Master Ruan for a long time, would definitely ask for guilt.

Ruan Xiu was not interested in these polite words, oh there was no follow-up, the old waiter who had already become a fine did not dare to have any dissatisfaction, and after introducing a few scenery of Dali Capital with Miss Ruan, he led the team away with a calm expression.

Song Yuzhang walked at the end of the line, and Wu Yuan walked behind Song Yuzhang.

Ruan Xiu accompanied Chen Ping'an to pour out the soil in the basket, she said as she walked: "My father said that the matter of buying the mountain will soon be decided, in addition to this group of officials of the Dali Rite Department, it also needs the earth master of Qin Tianjian to come forward, plus you, the three parties will draw and sign together, and it will be the final word, but those earth masters led by the two Mr. Qingwu are still carefully surveying the topography and feng shui of all the mountains for the time being, and it is estimated that there will be a few days before they can go out of the mountain." ”

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, put down the basket, looked at the busy figures around, and asked, "Let's go to the creek and talk while walking?"

Ruan Xiu smiled: "Okay." ”

Ruan Xiu lowered her voice interestingly, and said softly: "In addition to dispatching Mr. Qingwu and ordinary earth masters this time, Qin Tianjian also sent many qi practitioners from hundreds of schools and side doors, and they also came, among which they brought two young mountain moving apes, one is a silverback ape and the other is a gibbon, which is usually stocked in the deep mountains and forests, and only when it is needed, will it drive it to exert its strength to crack the mountain peaks or move the hills. ”

"There is also the Taoist Fu Gong School to create the Jieling armor, a very magical thing, a thin piece of rune paper, after being instilled with true qi by the qi practitioners, it can become a tall armor with a height of seven or eight feet, with infinite strength, although it is not as good as the mountain moving ape, but fortunately, it is obedient, and there will be no accidents. The mountain moving ape has a violent temperament, especially the young mountain moving ape, which is especially difficult to tame, once it gets out of control, it will definitely die a lot, even if it is suppressed and killed, it is a great loss. I heard that there are also cardigan puppets made by the Mo family giants, even I have never seen them before, if I have the opportunity, I must go and see them with my own eyes in the future. ”

"My dad helped you pick two shops, one for the New Year's and one for the straw, which happened to be next to each other, and you are also familiar with them. If you don't have an opinion, my father can help you finalize the deal right away, because this kind of small transaction does not involve the feng shui profit and loss of a dynasty and the luck of mountains and rivers, and it is not as troublesome as buying a mountain. ”

Chen Ping'an thought about it and said with a smile: "Of course it's no problem." ”

Ruan Xiu suddenly remembered something, and said mysteriously: "My father said a news in private, the Emperor Dali personally spoke, since the town has now belonged to the territory of Dali, then those magic weapons and artifacts left in the market and people will be returned to the treasury at a high price." In the end, about 20 good old objects were confiscated in the town, and the things handed over by the ordinary people in Taoye Lane on Fulu Street were half and half, but the price of selling them was not high at all. In the end, Emperor Dali personally took out seven or eight items and made up thirty pieces, which were used as the color heads of thirty of the mountains, which was equivalent to giving them to the buyer for nothing. Of course, ordinary people don't know which mountains have colorful heads and which ones don't, but my father learned that Shenxiu Mountain and Luoluo Mountain will definitely have them, and they are in excellent condition, which is one of the best. In addition, my family's Lamp Mountain and your Luoluo Mountain, the Dali Imperial Court may each enshrine a mountain god to sit in it. ”

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and squatted by the stream, his brows furrowed.

It seems a little unreal.

The boy in Mud Bottle Lane never dreamed that he would have such a day.

The dreams of straw sandals boys are at most related to festive Spring Festival couplets, majestic door gods, fragrant meat buns and bags full of rattling copper coins.

Ruan Xiu squatted down with him and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Chen Ping'an wanted to speak and stopped, but he didn't seem to be able to say why, so he had to shake his head, pluck a licorice in his hand, and chew it in his mouth familiarly.

After a moment of silence, Chen Ping'an turned his head and smiled: "Miss Ruan, I just called you Xiuxiu in front of outsiders, don't be angry, I saw so many big officials, they were very nervous, so I wanted to pretend to be very familiar with you." ”

Ruan Xiu blinked and asked a non-sensitive question, "Well, has there been any news from that friend of yours recently, that is, the one who is wearing a sword and a sword." ”

Chen Ping'an was confused and said: "You said Miss Ning, after she left, I didn't know about her." ”

Ruan Xiu smiled.

Chen Ping'an suddenly raised his head and turned to the side of the stone arch bridge, and a familiar red color rushed over, and his legs were like wheels.

Chen Ping'an had a bad premonition, and quickly stood up, the little girl wearing a dirty and wrinkled red cotton jacket came to front and back of him, looking up at him with her little head up, she was full of tears, sadly wrinkled the little face that was much tanned, and choked up: "Mr. Ma is dead, and he asked me to come to you before he died." ”

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