In April, everything is so beautiful, the spring breeze is soft, the drizzle is misty, even the sun is so tender, for fear of roasting the April day, these conditions make thousands of trees and pear blossoms, purple and red flowers bloom, among which only the peony is the true national color.

In the northeast of Qingguo, the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea for hundreds of miles, the cooking smoke curls, the small bridge flows water, there is the style of the south of the Yangtze River, three or five or six farmhouses are embedded in the sea of flowers, the farmers are spring ploughing in the fields, and the children are frolicking in the fields, which is very quiet and very peaceful.

One of them, an eight-foot-tall young man, was particularly conspicuous among the children, he was born handsome and white, with a majestic spirit, and the coarse linen cloth could not cover the dust emanating from his bones.

This person is Zhao Zhengli, who disappeared from the Egret Temple more than a month ago, and now the temples and rivers and lakes are frantically looking for the rebellious minister's son.

He is at ease, but he is anxious to break a lot of people who are worried, the Bi family sisters are one of them, since learning that the old emperor of the court ordered to kill the 'rebellious minister's widow', the two beautiful beauties pulled out their swords and were about to rush to the palace, a look of death and death, not surprisingly stopped by the bitter monk Mingwu, and said a lot of reasons for the unfavorable situation, the two sisters did not listen, and finally the bitter monk helplessly said, "Now that he is dead, I will never see Zhao Daochang again, with his way, where can the world not be accommodated?" ”

These words woke up the Bi family sisters like an empowerment, and murmured: "The Taoist chief said that he didn't like temples, so he just took this opportunity to hide his name and retreat to the deep mountains......"

At this point, the two women were considered to have stopped, and left a letter to the bitter monk on the second day.

The bitter monk Mingwu twisted the letter and was stunned, touched his bare head, and didn't understand what Zhao Zhengli was so attractive? Are all of them beautiful, just because they are good-looking? I'm not bad, the only difference is that I didn't leave a head of three thousand green silks, and I went out of Shu together; How can there be such a big difference?

In such a situation, there are very few people who can openly support Zhao Zhengli, except for the Bi family sisters, I am afraid that there is only the young lady of the Yu family, as for the prince, the party's Manchu civil officials can't talk about hatred, as long as he quits the temple chess, everything will be closed.

The military attache of the Chengwang Party is also a person who walks in a cool state, and even some of them gloat, the only one who has a relationship with the temple of the Three Holy Heavenly Masters may secretly sigh for him, most of them rely on the mentality that their peers are enemies to watch the fire from across the river, and now Zhang Ziya, who is the prince and guest, may be in the old acquaintance, and has kept the remnants of the capital for him, because when Zhao Zhengli was dismissed from all positions, the mansion has been taken back by the imperial court.

Internal and external analysis, the people who really want his life are the old emperor and the Taishi Taifu and others, these are undoubtedly the insiders sixteen years ago, or the people who set up the bureau, which seems to respond to the cruel saying that "cutting grass must be eradicated".

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Zhao Zhengli enjoys the simple life of sunrise and sunset, although he is also leisurely in Qingcheng Mountain, he can't stand the strict discipline of several senior brothers, and he doesn't think that the hard years have become the deepest memory of going down the mountain.

Now even he wonders why he has become diligent, he participates in meditation in the morning and evening, and fights in the morning to practice qi, which is more consciously effective than the senior brother in charge of the mountain to supervise in person.

Maybe this is the self-discipline of the senior brother in charge!

For more than a month, he felt that the dantian was calm and calm, steady as a rock, and the three hundred and sixty-one tricks implemented by the dragon vein chess pieces also operated freely, and the whole person's soul was emptied and sublimated!

In the middle of April, on a silent night when the spring rain runs, the thatched adobe farmhouse is wrapped in a majestic aura for a while, and then the spring rain seems to be imprisoned and hovered in the night sky, and then a wave of invisible true qi bursts out from the thatched adobe house, shaking the imprisoned rain to pieces and turning it into a soaring mist.

In the grass house, Zhao Zhengli, who was cross-kneeled, slowly opened his eyes, and the points around his body that absorbed the aura clockwise were hidden, and everything returned to calm, his eyes went deep into the dry well, and the air exploded just by raising his hand and pinching his fist.

A smile appeared on his handsome face: "This is what it feels like to be a Grandmaster?" Then greedily take a breath of fresh air: "It's wonderful! ”

The hour has just passed, the hour has not yet arrived, the sky is in the alternating stage of light and non-brightness, all the dust and everything is silent, and people, animals, birds and insects are deeply asleep.

At this stage, the monk is also half-asleep and half-awake in a fuzzy state, outside the night of the mountain village, a robe walks among the flowers, the waist hangs a long knife and the cold light is restrained, the people under the robe are like immortals who are wandering in the red dust, a few meters in a step, very elegant, as if there is the ability to shrink the ground into inches, three or five steps have gone dozens of meters, he stares at the thatched farmhouse without squinting, he is looking for the earlier true qi fluctuations.

Zhao Zhengli, who was in the house, noticed that a strange snort was approaching, and suddenly opened his eyes, this person breathed a long breath, and he must be a profound person.

Zhao Zhengli got up and dressed neatly after absorbing and waking up, pushed open the wooden door wrapped in straw mats, walked out slowly, and stood under the eaves, his otherworldly temperament added a bit of fairy aura to the thatched house, and the two looked at each other through the hazy night sky.

Both sides were stunned: "It's you?" ”

The person who came was Chen Xiaoyao, a native of the rivers and lakes in the south of the Yangtze River, he was born handsome, but thirty, with bright eyebrows and a resolute complexion, he had an intersection in the Black Heron Temple on the outskirts of Chenzhuang Town more than a month ago, and the situation was chaotic that day, and he failed to kill Zhao Zhengli to get a reward, but he helped the outside world, generally speaking, he was also good or bad, depending on the mood at the time.

Today, he is dressed in a green robe with a white shirt as the base, which adds a bit of cleanliness to him, sets off a bit of whiteness, and his elegant and chic whereabouts, like the cynical handsome boy next door.

After Chen Xiaoyao recognized Zhao Zhengli, he smiled unabashedly, but that smile made Zhao Zhengli furious, like a jackal staring at a lamb.

Zhao Zhengli glanced at the farmhouse where he had lived for more than a month, and at this moment, a family of three was snoring, and he turned around and said indifferently: "Change places!" ”

Chen Xiaoyao didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the mountains and forests in the distance, and Zhao Zhengli followed.

The two of them are as light as swallows, jumping over the roof, stepping on the flowers and plants, flying horizontally in one step, passing through the sea of flowers, counting the time has entered the overgrown woods, this distance must take several hours for mortals, Chen Xiaoyao stood on the top of a towering green pine, Zhao Zhengli stopped on the ancient acacia, the two of them bowed, looked up, and looked at each other.

Chen Xiaoyao looked down and said: "The emperor is also slamming the door, and the million gold has actually shrunk by 100,000 gold, although a hereditary title has been added, which may be very tempting for other Jianghu people, but I, Chen Xiaoyao, have no interest in it, for the sake of 100,000 gold to offend the future quasi-great master, this transaction seems to be a bit risky, and it is estimated that only those Jianghu family sects will struggle their heads and stick their heads in, after all, they have never dreamed of hereditary titles." ”

"So why visit late at night?"

Zhao Zhengli squinted at Chen Xiaoyao above, completely ignoring his intention. The Yang Sword was already trembling slightly, as if it had been unsheathed with a sound.

Chen Xiaoyao smiled brightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Naturally, I want to make friends, otherwise I won't have a tryst with you?" ”

Zhao Zhengli still didn't let his guard down: "You just said 100,000 gold? Hereditary titles? What is it? ”

Chen Xiaoyao was surprised: "You don't know? Then he glanced at his coarse linen and coarse cloth dress and was relieved: "That's right, you know that you have been isolated from the world during this time." ”

Chen Xiaoyao hugged his arms and told about the major deeds of the outside world, emphasizing his current identity and the various conditions for chasing and killing him, reporting his whereabouts and rewarding 100,000 gold, killing 100,000 gold, and sealing the hereditary title, which is not a crime.

When Zhao Zhengli heard "No, he didn't connect", the corners of his mouth rose with disdain, and he said in his heart, "I am alone, how can I be connected?" The temple is really a more sinister and gloomy place than the rivers and lakes, do everything to find a high-sounding reason first, he is afraid that he will not be able to get rid of the charge of "the son of a chaotic minister", Zhao Zhengli is curious, why did the old emperor only make an order now, it was the best time to be in the capital for more than half a year before, why not catch it on the spot? Do you have to wait until you leave Beijing and make an order after the Egret Temple disappears? ”

As the sky dawned, the sound of chickens and dogs barking was in my ears.

Chen Xiaoyaoxiao was tired of standing, and sat on the green pine branch and stretched his waist: "After talking so much, my mouth is dry, do you have to invite me to a drink?" ”

Zhao Zhengli came back to his senses, looked at the lazy person carefully, and asked coldly: "Can you borrow a few taels of silver?" ”

The handsome man with green pine branches almost stumbled down when he heard this, and grabbed the tree pole: "Isn't it a little inappropriate to ask someone to borrow money when we meet for the first time?" Talking about money hurts feelings! ”

Zhao Zhengli didn't feel the danger on the other party, and gradually relaxed his mind: "I heard that only those who can borrow money are true friends!" ”

The man in the green shirt on the branch suddenly became interested, and a smile appeared on his face, mysterious and interesting: "How much to borrow?" ”

"Three, five, two hundred, you look at it!"

"How many taels of silver do you call for three or five or two hundred?"

"Then two hundred taels!"

"Big brother, I seem to be free and poor when I travel through the rivers and lakes! Thirty taels at most! ”

"Who in the rivers and lakes doesn't know that you Chen Xiaoyao wrote a book of "Dream Xiaoyao" casually, and made a lot of money, since you sincerely make friends with this way, this friendship is only worth thirty taels?"

"One hundred! Couldn't be more. ”

"Deal!"

The man in the green robe on the green pine branch shook his head while taking out the money bag: "I, Chen Xiaoyao, have been out of the rivers and lakes for decades, and it is the first time I have met a borrower like you!" ”

Zhao Zhengli took two ingots of fifty taels of silver, weighed it into his arms, and did not forget to look at the handsome boy who was more than ten years older than himself with satisfaction: "Your friend Bendao has accepted it!" ”

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Chen Xiaoyao was embarrassed, how did he feel like he was deliberately slapping him?

Zhao Zhengli returned to the farmhouse in the early morning, the farmer and his wife were about to go out for spring ploughing, picking baskets and carrying baskets, his children were about to climb up the thatched window where Zhao Zhengli lived to peep, and were frightened away by the willow branches in her mother's hands, the children unrepentantly squeezed out a bright smile and hugged the woman's thighs and coquettishly, and the husband and wife both showed a simple smile.

Call!

At the same moment, two figures flew into the air in the direction of the back mountain, which frightened the family of three into panic, thinking that it was an attack by birds in the mountains.

Zhao Zhengli immediately comforted him: "Brother Zhang, it's me!"

A family of three heard a familiar voice, then they looked at it bravely, and two slender and straight men came into view, one of them was a handsome boy who had lived in his house for more than a month, the child was innocent, and recognized that the person who came was the big brother who had been playing with him for more than a month, and asked curiously: "Big brother, are you an immortal?" How did it come from heaven? ”

Zhao Zhengli doted on her little head: "Big brother is not an immortal, just a cultivator who is looking for it!" ”

The conversation between one big and one small made the husband and wife also clear up their doubts, with an unnatural stiff smile on their faces, and their eyes were more in awe at the moment, secretly glad that they had not embarrassed him for more than a month.

Zhao Zhengli saw the discomfort of the husband and wife, which is also the reason why he has been concealing it, but now it is time to leave, and there is no need to conceal it, he took out a hundred taels of silver borrowed from Chen Xiaoyao and handed it to the husband and wife, the two were so frightened that they hurriedly shook their heads and refused to accept it, although they lived in his house for more than a month, they also helped to do a lot of farm work, and also took care of their own daughter.

Zhao Zhengli didn't care what the two of them thought, and forced it into the middle-aged farmer, asking him to improve the conditions for the mother and daughter and add some clothes.

Chen Xiaoyao hugged his arms and looked in his eyes, and interrupted: "Your amount of silver is too big, if he takes it to the market, he will definitely cause trouble, even if he goes to the money bank to exchange a small amount, it is estimated that he will be interrogated by the money bank and the official uniform, and your whereabouts will not be exposed at that time?" ”

Zhao Zhengli suddenly woke up, ignored the rigor of Qingguo's laws, and then turned his gaze to Chen Xiaoyao: "Do you have loose money?" ”

Chen Xiaoyao looked at him deeply, his face was full of reluctance, he wiped it out left and right in the long sleeves of the green robe, and counted: "It's not much, plus the copper plate, there are sixty or seventy taels!" ”

Zhao Zhengli wiped off the scattered silver money from his palm, Chen Xiaoyao didn't react, his hands were already empty, and even three times of resistance were useless, Zhao Zhengli responded with the loose money: "Lend me first!" ”

The husband and wife looked confused, and the skillful technique made the two want to laugh, but finally held back, and the only child looked at the "courtesy exchange" of the four adults with an innocent face.

Zhao Zhengli's technique is still practiced with Yuan Daoren in Qingcheng Mountain, every time he goes down the mountain, he has to ask him to take money to buy "health books, white flour steamed buns", every time he deducts and searches for copper plates and broken silver, Zhao Zhengli is annoyed when he comes and goes, and he directly wipes it, no matter how much he has, he puts it in his pocket and grabs the door, every time he thinks of this kind of day, Zhao Zhengli is full of nostalgia.

In the end, the husband and wife collected more than 70 taels of money under Zhao Zhengli's sincere request, which is a huge amount of property for the farmers facing the loess with their backs to the sky, you must know that ordinary traders are busy with more than 20 taels of silver a year, in addition to taxes, daily expenses, pockets can have three or five taels of silver is already a great joy, generally every year is owed the government two silver taels, counting on the next autumn harvest to be repaid, year after year, never be able to fill the hole, starvation does not die, nor can not afford to be rich, repeatedly, so naturally control the foolish people in the world.

This is the temple's "thirty-three taels of people's arts", no matter how the dynasty changes, it is passed down from generation to generation, which shows the significance of more than 70 taels of silver to the peasant couple.

Bidding farewell to the farmer surnamed Zhang, Zhao Zhengli and Chen Xiaoyao gradually moved away, he left the original fur brocade robe, and took it to the market to care how he bargained.

In the flower field, Chen Xiaoyao began to chatter endlessly, "I am not ladylike when I meet people, and I am careless in making friends", because Zhao Zhengli did not return the other one hundred taels of silver to him, and all the belongings on Zhou were more than one hundred and seventy taels, and now there is no copper plate!