Before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the former Fuzhou County and today's Liuli Prefecture are estimated to be visiting relatives, and those with many relatives will not be able to finish before the fifteenth day.

In fact, as long as there are people, it is the same everywhere, and relatives have to go to the New Year.

I just passed by a small town, a few children carried bamboo baskets on their backs, which were filled with steamed bread and dim sum, and when they arrived at a relative's house, they put down the steamed bread and dim sum, drank a glass of water, chatted for a while, and had a meal when they caught up with the meal, and drank a glass of water if they couldn't catch up, and then got up and left. A few children walked into a courtyard in one go, and after entering the house, they took out things without saying a word, put them down and left. As a result, I walked around, and suddenly found that I seemed to have gone to the wrong person. What to do? An older child re-entered the courtyard with a red face, and when he entered the door, he drooped his face and whispered that he had gone wrong, could he take the things away? Otherwise, when you get to your relative's house, you'll be empty-handed. The hostess of the family laughed for a long time, called all the children into the yard, stuffed a piece of oil cake in each hand, and did not return the steamed bun and dim sum, but packed the New Year's goods prepared by her family to several children. The young woman smiled and said, "If you go wrong, you will have a new relative, but if you don't want to go back, prepare something else for you, and then go to your relatives."

The eldest child was only twelve or thirteen, with a red face the whole time, and each of them earned a copper coin before leaving.

can make the torture cold algae so funny, why is it so interesting?

As a result, after walking a few miles, he came to another village, and met a group of relatives who had walked together for a while, and the older one had been counting down a young man in his twenties.

It sounds like it turns out to be four families, belonging to the same lineage, the second line of the elders, and the second grandfather who is scolded by the young people.

It wasn't until they parted at a fork that Xing Hanzao asked, "What's the matter with this old man? Obviously, young people know more about etiquette! Didn't you say that when you left in the morning, you asked, and if the young man wanted to bring more family, the old man wouldn't let him? People brought their own ones, they were prepared, why did they keep counting people?"

Liu Jingxun laughed and said softly: "Listening to them, they should be going to five families to pay New Year's greetings, but there are six relatives, and the family that I didn't plan to go to was an official, and I haven't been in contact for several years, and the old man doesn't want to climb the high branches, but the young man thinks that he is the cousin of his grandfather, and he goes by at the door of the house, and he can't say it if he doesn't enter the house." The old man thinks that young people don't learn well, they don't want to rely on themselves, and they want to climb high branches. As a result, when he came back, he passed by the door of the house, and just happened to see the owner of the house coming out on crutches, and the old man was embarrassed, so he entered the door empty-handed. And the young man was prepared, so he brought the surplus with him, and the rest were empty-handed, so that they couldn't hang their faces!"

Xing Hanzao pouted and said, "The old man is unreasonable, obviously it is his fault, and he didn't take it into account."

Liu Jingxun smiled, "Everyone has their own considerations, didn't you see that there are only two old husbands and wives in that family? The child who is an official must not be at home. Two old ones, one is still on crutches, and his relatives brought a gift during the New Year, and he wanted to return the gift fifteen years ago. The old man didn't want to toss his relatives. The young man did not mean to cling either, but out of a kind of respect for his relatives. Different ages, different things are seen, and naturally different things are thought."

Taking a sip of wine, Liu Jingxun said softly, "As a bystander, do you feel good about substituting your own subjectivity into it?"

Xing Hanzao patted his head, okay! Childe, this is another lesson for himself.

She simply summed it up by herself and muttered, "I know, look at people and things, as an outsider, you can't take sides."

Liu Jingxun smiled, "I'm different from what your master teaches, I prefer to let you see for yourself, and then think about what you should do if you change to yourself." Sometimes I do it, I don't say anything, and I show you the same thing, it's me, what I'm going to do."

Lead by example.

Xing Hanzao said softly: "My master will only say how to do it, if you don't do it right, just receive the punishment, and after being beaten, you will remember it for a long time next time."

In fact, it's all the same, just teaching people, but Liu Jingxun's teaching method is not suitable for naughty children, while Sun Wendun's method can be taught both soft and hard. Are you disobedient? Then get beaten. Still listening? It's easy to do, and then get beaten.

Yes

She had to admit it, and she muttered, "To put it mildly, following Childe does have more to learn than following the master, and I don't know what's going on."

Liu Jingxuan shook his head, "No, it's just that I used to learn from books in other people's mouths, and now I go to school on the road, and what I see with my own eyes is of course more impressive than what I see in books and hear in my ears." It's not just you, it's everyone."

If you go further, you will reach the vicinity of the Chimei River.

Inquire along the road, I heard that in the Chimei City on the side of the Chimei River, there is a great miracle doctor, and there is a Chimei Villa, which is said to have been inherited for hundreds of years. The two are called red eyebrows, the medical hall hangs the pot to help the world, and in the villa, the people who practice martial arts are chivalrous and righteous.

This...... Where did the demons come from?

In the middle of the mountains and forests, Xing Hanzao asked, "Where are we going?" It's not the Red Mei River, it's the purpose of coming here."

Liu Jingxun took a sip of wine and said softly, "You'll know when the time comes."

That night, Liu Jingxun walked to a fishing village on the bank of the Chimei River with Xing Hanzao, where the river level was gentle, and the two waited by the river for an hour, stunned that they did not wait for a boat to cross the river.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, there was a sudden sound of firecrackers in the fishing village.

Followed by a large group of fishermen, carrying a statue of the dragon king, as if sending off relatives, behind is a large sedan chair with a red top, don't think about it, there is a girl sitting inside.

Don't marry the river god again, right?

Xing Hanzao frowned and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter? Is there really anything in the world about the river god marrying?"

Liu Jingxun said softly, "Don't worry, let's take a look first."

handed Xing Hanzao a trace charm, and the two figures disappeared in an instant, and they followed behind the villagers, not in a hurry to do chivalrous deeds.

After walking around for a long time, I arrived at a temple on the bank of the upstream river, which was not a Yin Temple, but an orthodox landscape god sealed by the imperial court.

More than a dozen strong men carried the statue of the dragon king into the temple and put it back on the upper shrine, some led the fishermen to kneel outside the temple, and some people shouted: "Lord Dragon King, it is our village's turn this year, the jade girl is ready, go into the water immediately, your old man will take it!" In the past three years, I hope that the Dragon King will keep us in good weather!"

Xing Hanzao frowned and said in a deep voice, "Is there a dragon king?"

Liu Jingxuan nodded, "Of course it's not a dragon, it should be an existence like a dragon that has been sealed by the imperial court, and in this Jiuhe country, it can be regarded as a good realm, a true realm."

While speaking, Liu Jingxun casually took out two talismans and handed them to Xing Hanzao, and said softly: "A concealment charm and a stand-in talisman, go to the sedan chair and paste the concealment charm on the girl, and then use the stand-in charm to replace it, don't be in a hurry to find the trouble of this Chimei River Dragon God, I have to see if the so-called demon and monster are him." Hurry up, the woman in the sedan chair has cut her wrists."

Xing Hanzao ran out with a swish, complaining, "You didn't say this earlier!"

Soon she carried out a young woman dressed in red, with blood on her wrists. Z.br>

Liu Jingxuan casually flicked away a wisp of spiritual energy, and said softly: "Take her to another place, she not only cut her wrists, but also drank medicine."

Just as he was about to turn his head and leave, someone suddenly shouted, "The auspicious time has come, and the dragon king is here to pick up his relatives!"

There was actually a boat on the water, and it was two huge carps pulling the boat, to say the least, more than a dozen feet huge. There was an old man carrying a turtle shell standing on the boat, and when he saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched.

How many scripts do you have to read to do this? Did you really get a turtle prime minister?

Sixteen yaksha jumped out of the boat, ran wildly on the river, and soon went ashore, picked up the sedan chair and left.

The fishermen kneeling on the shore kowtowed, and none of them dared to raise their heads.

Liu Jingxun took a sip of wine, turned his head to look at the fishing village, of course there was a couple crying incessantly.

Yaksha carried the sedan chair away, and copper coins suddenly fell in the sky.

The old turtle on the boat shouted with a smile: "This is a bride price, and in the next three years, I will ensure that the wind and rain along the Chimei River are smooth."

The fishermen were smashed on the head, but they still didn't dare to raise their heads, but dared to shout in unison, "Thank you Dragon King."

Xing Hanzao frowned

head, and said in a deep voice, "A bunch of boneless."

Liu Jingxun took a sip of wine and said softly: "It's a bit like standing and talking without backache, if it's you, a mortal, dare to compete with an existence that doesn't know what it is and can make the river soar with a gesture?"

Xing Hanzao closed his mouth suddenly, and Liu Jingxuan continued: "You can't overturn a boatload of people with one shot, there is a saying that poor people must have something to hate, I think this is a, a little pitiful, it is really involuntary."

Alas! Another lesson.

"I know, Childe is right, I don't have a backache when I stand and talk."

Liu Jingchun continued, "It's like a woman who wears very beautiful clothes and paints extremely well, but she is bullied. It's already very annoying, but someone actually said, who made her dress like this? Isn't that seducing?"

It's pitiful to be defiled by others, is it possible to dress nicely, is it hateful?

What bullshit?!

Xing Hanzao was just about to speak, but Liu Jingxun suddenly turned his head to look at the river, with a smile on his face. When he turned his head, he also saw at a glance that someone was running wildly on the river, and the man was holding a spear, first one shot provoked the river, and the second shot swept over, and the sixteen yaksha were all cut in half. In the third shot, the man picked up the sedan chair, flew towards the shore quickly, and landed lightly.

The man with a spear, half in leather armor and half in black, looked like he was in his early thirties.

After putting down the sedan chair, he said with a smile, "Okay, I'll deal with this bullshit dragon king, bring the girl back."

Among the fishermen, who were still kneeling and did not dare to get up, a middle-aged man suddenly got up and smashed a stick on the back of the young man's head.

The leather-armored youth turned his head, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

The middle-aged man was holding a wooden stick, trembling all over, but he still stubbornly spoke, "Don't harm us!"