Zheng Xiu lay alone all night.

Close the door tightly.

In the end, Yin Qingqing was not washed and sent in, and Fengbei was not embarrassed to come in.

The matter of the orange cat, the matter of Ye Weiyang, was messy, annoying Zheng Xiu all night, and made Master Zheng toss and turn.

"Alas, it's good to have someone to talk to at this time."

Early morning.

When Pingping rolled up her sleeves and diligently brought a basin of water to serve the old man to wash, she accidentally heard the old man's broken thoughts.

"Sir! Pingping is caring! If the master has any troubles, just ask Pingping to tell him. ”

When Pingping covered the hot towel and gently wiped the old man's face, the buttons of the gown were tightened and almost collapsed. She puffed up her big chest and volunteered.

"How's the business in heaven and earth lately?"

Zheng Xiu asked casually.

Pingping was cleaning her face for Zheng, and when she heard this, she lowered her head and said weakly: "We four sisters, we haven't been there for a long time." ”

"Huh?"

"Recently, Erniang signed a girl, who has become a new Oiran and has attracted a lot of business for heaven and earth. coincided with the master's serious illness, so Erniang asked us to concentrate on taking care of the master, and since then we have never gone to heaven and earth to perform. ”

"I see."

Zheng Xiu was stunned. He has been the shopkeeper for many years, and Zheng Erniang is helping to take care of many businesses, and the heads of Zheng's shops and industries are all serving Zheng Erniang, which saves Zheng Xiu a lot of thought when managing the huge family business.

Pingping's original name was Otsutsuki Aiwen, and she was a native of the ancient Persian kingdom. Otsuki Aiwen, who once had the blood of a foreign princess, has a safe body and was once regarded by Zheng Erniang as one of the best candidates for Mrs. Zheng. Thinking of Pingping's origins, Zheng Xiu asked casually: "Have you heard of a general named Aturu in the past?" ”

"Huh?" Pingping's face was surprised: "How could the master know about Arturu?" He's on our side, but he's a well-known 'hero'! ”

"Heroes?"

"Yes, legend has it that General Aturu was the 'reincarnation of the Buddha' during his lifetime, Pingping didn't understand it before, but now that I think about it, I am probably a natural alien like the girl from Fengbei. Some people say that he was born with divine powers, some people say that he can be reborn with broken limbs, in short, the book says that he fought a battle and killed countless enemies and became a hero. ”

History is not necessarily written entirely by the victors, and sometimes history books are written separately.

Zheng Xiu sighed at the absurdity of history, and after breakfast, Zheng Xiu came to the long-lost study. The room full of the smell of books is spotless, which shows that when he is away, the family scrolls are not slacking off, and they are still cleaning carefully.

In the corner of the study stands the unfinished "Fengbei Statue", which is a by-product of his wool harvesting. Zheng Xiu stepped forward and lifted the thick blanket used to cover the dust, and the outline of Fengbei standing with his hands in his hands had begun to appear, and his sassy posture and fluttering ponytail reminded Zheng Xiu of the scene when he met Fengbei again.

The face of the statue has not yet moved the knife, Zheng Xiu picked up the small carving knife that was still on the table - this is the one that Sun Erming, the person who gave the knife on credit, "lent" to him, the handle of the knife is engraved with a small word "Dai", a small hole is punched at the end, and a bunch of red ropes are strung together, which is quite antique.

It's an antique.

Under the antique carving knife, a contract was pressed, and Sun Erming's handprint was pressed on it. The content of the contract is probably that he contracted Sun Erming to "sell" the next ten times and settle it in one go. Sun Erming is a natural [credit knife man] alien, his divination is now stuck in Zheng Xiu's place, and it will be stuck ten times in the future, if this divination has not been fulfilled, Sun Erming will not be able to go deeper in the door from now on.

Thinking of what he did when he was unscrupulous in gathering wool, Zheng Xiu couldn't help laughing. With a smile, Zheng Xiu's face froze. "When Zheng Shan kills his best friend with his own hands, I will personally come to get the knife money." Sun Erming's original "Divination Proverbs" echoed in his ears, and Zheng Xiu lowered his head and thought: "Yes, I asked him to count 'Zheng Shan' at that time, and he was also talking about Zheng Shan, not me." Now only the monk can be regarded as Zheng Shan's 'best friend', if I was on Tianyin Mountain at that time, I accidentally killed the monk, this fortune is fulfilled. But in the end nothing happened......"

"Sun Erming said that what he 'sees' will happen, and if it doesn't happen, it's not 'wrong', but 'the time has not come'. Slay...... Slay...... Slay...... I've seen a lot of movies before, and I can use the method of rubbing the ball to avoid the prophecy, and I don't know if there will be a loophole when it comes to my own head. ”

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and without knocking, he broke straight in. Zheng Xiu didn't look back, he knew that the person who came was Fengbei when he heard the footsteps.

Feng Bei stood by the door, staring blankly at the unfinished statue.

"You're here."

Zheng Xiu covered the statue with a thick blanket, turned around and smiled at Fengbei.

"When did you ......"

Fengbei Fox was suspicious, pointing to the statue and asking.

"A long time ago." Zheng Xiu thought for a moment and replied truthfully: "Before we enter the cannibal painting." ”

Feng Bei was silent, and his eyes floated gently.

At this time, silence is better than sound, there is no need to ask, Fengbei knows Zheng Xiu's intentions.

It turned out to be earlier......

Feng Bei thought to himself.

Zheng Xiu picked up a piece of scrap on the ground, and the antique carving knife flew over the scrap. Soon, under Zheng Xiu's skillful hands, the little wood was withered into a lively little wooden fish in a short time.

Zheng Xiu drilled a small hole in the fish's mouth and found a long red rope to string it up.

"Done!" Zheng Xiu looked at his works with satisfaction, and said proudly in front of Fengbei: "Maybe I can still take the path of 'skillful hands'." ”

Feng Bei did not deny it, in fact, after all these years of getting along, Feng Bei thought that Zheng Xiu was really omnipotent, and it was indeed great. She looked at the delicate little wooden fish curiously and wondered, "What are you...... Fishing? ”

"You'll find out later. By the way, what are you doing with me? ”

Can't I come to see you if it's okay?

Feng Bei said in his heart, and said: "Because of the monk's business." ”

Zheng Xiu was stunned when he heard this.

"The monk wants to go back to Yunliu Temple, presumably because he wants to find it...... No, Xie Yunliu asked. He wanted to say goodbye, but I stopped him, and I said I had to let you know about it anyway. ”

"Good! I know! Zheng Xiu nodded and took the little wooden fish into his arms. Hurry out.

Before going out, Zheng Xiu closed his eyes, settled down in a few seconds, and entered the heart prison. In the heart prison, a lovely big bald monk stood quietly on the table, and the [Ascetic Station] was in a working state.

Zheng Xiu relieved himself and came to the door. The monk carried a simple bag and was dressed lightly, waiting at the door.

"Big brother!" When the monk saw Zheng Xiu, he smiled, folded his hands, and opened his mouth to say, "The little monk has been bothering for a long time, and now it's time to leave." ”

The monk is as optimistic and pure as ever, and his smile seems to have a wonderful contagious power that can dispel the troubles in people's hearts.

"You know, that's when I'm hiring."

"I know, but the little monk didn't say that he would never go back. When the eldest brother needs the little monk, the little monk should go to the soup and go to the fire, and he will not give up! ”

"That's fine." Zheng Xiu patted the monk's shoulder, didn't hold it anymore, and said with a smile: "You saw the master, what do you want to ask." ”

The monk tilted his head and thought about it, and shook his head: "The little monk doesn't know." Maybe they will ask why, maybe they will ask a hundred years ago, maybe they will ask why he took in the little monk. Or perhaps," the monk smiled shyly: "I just want to say thank you to the master in person, that's all." ”

Zheng Xiu couldn't help but sigh a little emotionally: "You have been Xie Yunliu in the painting for a hundred years, but you don't know that Xie Yunliu has always been alive." ”

"yes."

"By the way, I never had time to ask you. What were you doing in the 100 years I was painting cannibalism? ”

"Me?" The monk was stunned when he heard this, he didn't hide it, and began to count with his fingers: "The little monk was in a trance in the imperial city that day, and you were taken away by candles." The little monk searched everywhere to no avail, searched for two years, and finally knew that the eldest brother was auspicious, so he could only give up. Later, the little monks wandered around, and with Xie Yunliu's memory, they found their hometown. ”

"The little monk has set up a mound for you and Xie Luohe."

"The little monk set up a mound for Lao Chu and Miss Wen."

"The little monk set up a mound for Bai Xiaosheng."

"The little monk set up a mound for Lao Xiao."

"The little monk erected a mound for the Iron Lady."

The monk counted on his fingers one by one, from his left hand to his right hand, and from his right hand back to his left hand. In a few moments he counted dozens of people. In the last 100 years of the world in the painting, he and Zheng Xiu parted ways, and the monks traveled south and north, all in the mound, mourning the knights who died in the valley of the cicada.

The monks all remembered their names.

"There are many, many people, the little monk doesn't know where their home is, so he asks as he walks. Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye. ”

Later, somehow, asking and asking, finally the little monk came there. The little monk looked at it, isn't that mountain the General Mountain? The little monk built the Yunliu Temple with his own hands and lived there. Well? Fengbei girl, what's wrong with you? ”

The monk was talking to himself, and suddenly found that Feng Bei's right eye was crying. When she heard this, she suddenly realized that she was a little helpless, and the more she wiped that eye, the more tears flowed, and she said dejectedly: "It's her." ”

"Don't talk about it."

Zheng Xiu sighed lightly.

"Big brother, the little monk has two words that I want to say to Miss Fengbei in private."

"Done!" Zheng Xiu nodded briskly, took a few steps, and stood in the distance.

"Old girl." The monk's mouth was a bandit, which made Fengbei dumbfounded, and the monk quickly changed to a childlike laughter: "Sister, don't cry." ”

"Mart a melon seed! Isn't it just that there is one more person living in it, and I am afraid of an egg! ”

"It's six!"

"Last ......"

"Shut up!"

"Definitely! Not everyone is like a stupid monk, with a big mind that accommodates people! ”

The monk said a few words in a few tones and expressions.

After a while, the monk blushed shyly: "I won't tell you, the concubine has been a big brother for a long time~hehehe~"

In the distance, Zheng Xiu shuddered.

Fengbei Muran clenched his fists. But soon Feng Bei smiled helplessly, she vaguely knew what the monk wanted to say.

The monk's face changed for a while, and finally he was still a monk, and he showed a calm smile: "You see, the little monk has also suffered from the demons in his heart for many years. ”

Feng Bei shook his head: "I'm different from you. ”

The monk smiled: "The demon in my heart is me, and I am also me, since it is all 'me', why do you have to separate you from me?" I don't know if the monk said this to Fengbei, or to himself, at the end, the monk folded his hands, opened his eyes and suddenly realized: "It turns out that this is the real 'Seven Heart Zen'!" Sister, the little monk is gone! ”

Feng Bei listened to the monk's words and showed a thoughtful look.

"Wait."

Zheng Xiu clapped his hands, and soon someone took a pen and paper. Zheng Xiu quickly wrote a few lines on the paper, stamped the official seal of the Zheng family, sealed it on letterhead, and scalded it with fire paint. He handed the freshly baked letter of introduction to the monk, and the monk solemnly put it in his arms, and without waiting for him to ask, Zheng Xiu took the initiative to say: "If you encounter difficulties over there, you can use this letter to find Si Youqing at the Zheng Chamber of Commerce in Shuzhou, and he will meet all your requirements." Zheng Xiu's tone paused slightly, and he smiled confidently: "Everything." ”

For the monk, Zheng Xiu was not worried. Monks are inherently alien and have tenacious vitality. Climb Tianyin Mountain barefoot, and if your feet are frozen, you can come back alive, so outrageous and difficult to die. Besides, as long as the monk is still a monk, Zheng Xiu can teleport to the monk as a doppelganger at any time.

Seeing the monk leave in style, Zheng Xiu still felt a little sorrowful in his heart.

"Walk around with me."

Zheng Xiu beckoned to Fengbei.

Feng Bei nodded.

She was in a depressed mood at the moment, and she didn't know who was with whom.

The two walked on the bustling streets. Zheng Xiu is the number one celebrity in the imperial city, and when he walked by, many people greeted Zheng Xiu and affectionately called Master Zheng.

I don't know when the news of Fengbei spread, and I shouted "Mrs. Zheng" with a shy face by the way. Under the offensive of "Mrs. Zheng", Fengbei, who was not in a good mood, had no time to think about it and was tired of coping.

"Why did I become 'Mrs. Zheng' in everyone's eyes?"

Pulling Zheng Xiu away from the crowd as if fleeing for his life, and when he arrived in a secluded place, Feng Bei stared and asked.

Zheng Xiu spread his hands: "Don't ask me, I'm innocent." ”

"You did it on purpose?"

"This time, I promise not." Zheng Xiu raised three fingers, ready to swear, Feng Bei looked at this battle, and sighed lightly: "Deliberately, deliberately." ”

She confessed.

Unconsciously, the imperial city walked for a while, and the two passed by the Jing family. Zheng Xiu suddenly remembered something, so he politely stepped forward and knocked on the door. It was a young maid who opened the door, and after Zheng Xiu reported her name, the maid's face changed drastically, and after a burst of chickens and dogs jumped inside, the Jing couple who lost their beloved daughter walked out. Now Jing Xuemei is a dignified daughter, who was signed by Zheng Xiu with a huge deed of sale, became a maid, and also worked as a geisha, and even broke off relations with her parents. The Jing couple would not have a good face when they saw Zheng Xiu.

"My father has a deceased man's spiritual throne in your ancestral hall." Without waiting for Jing's parents to say anything, Zheng Xiu said lazily: "A stick of incense, Zheng Mou went in to take a look." I remember that your Jing family was in the cloth business, and I asked my cloth village to sign a long-term supply contract with you. ”

Mrs. Jing was furious when she heard this, and was about to say what did you do to us. Old Jing frowned, hurriedly grabbed Mrs. Jing, laughed, and arched his hand: "Please!" Please! Mr. Zheng came to the Humble House, and the Humble House can be described as full of splendor! ”

A few simple words will eliminate the small friction with the Jing family over the years. Zheng Xiu had to sigh at the practicality of the banknote ability, and entered the Jing ancestral hall, just as Zheng Xiu remembered, there was a spiritual seat that was incompatible with other plaques - "Gongsun Jing's Little Peach Spiritual Seat".

When Feng Bei looked at the spiritual position, he had many doubts in his heart, but he didn't mention it in front of outsiders. After Zheng Xiu calmly worshipped, he was invited to the tea room. Zheng Xiu pretended to ask casually, and Jing Lao answered truthfully, saying that his grandfather had no children under his knees back then, and adopted a stepdaughter named Xiao Tao, and later Xiao Tao died of illness, and his grandfather later came to have a son, so there is the inheritance of the Jing family today. The two sighed that Xiao Tao must have a spirit in the sky to protect the Jing family, and instructed future generations not to remove Xiao Tao's spiritual position.

"I see."

But a matter of heart, Zheng Xiu said goodbye to the Jing couple, in a cup of tea, Zheng and Jing released their suspicions, Mrs. Jing didn't take long to figure it out, now her daughter's reputation has long been damaged, but if she follows Master Zheng from the beginning, maybe she can still help Jing, so she vaguely asked Zheng Xiu if there is no shortage of concubines in the partial room, their Jing Xuemei is knowledgeable and reasonable, and her temperament is gentle, which is very suitable for Master Zheng's bed-warming concubine Yunyun.

so nakedly regarded their daughter as a bargaining chip for the development of the family, and the faces of the two made Fengbei feel unhappy. When Zheng Xiu went out, he told Fengbei: "This is the sophistication of human feelings, it's not strange." ”

Feng Bei nodded, she originally wanted to ask Xiao Tao's spiritual position what was going on. But after thinking about it, she smiled with relief, all the big dreams, he is neither Gongsun Mo, nor I am Xie Luohe, why should I be so mindful, so I hid it in my heart and didn't ask anymore.

The monk's words did make the entanglement in Fengbei's heart dissipate a little, but to figure it out completely, it was not an overnight thing, and Zheng Xiu was not in a hurry about it.

After walking around, it was almost noon, and when the two of them walked back to Zheng's house, they passed by an alley and found that there were many people around.

Zheng Xiu was curious, it didn't seem to be Zheng's industry, and when he stepped forward to ask, it turned out that there was a blind young man at the entrance of the alley, named Chen Wei, who knew a little bit of bone thaumaturgy, and his calculations were very accurate, and he had made a lot of fame in the imperial city these days.

It is said that he has a rule for touching his bones, whether he is allowed or not, he only charges a penny, a mere penny.

"Blind? Youth? Chen Wei? ”

Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of surprise in each other's eyes.