In April, the distant mountains are lush and long, the flower clusters are fading, and the peach branches of the mountains are full of green fruits.

The nineteen-foot-tall man in plain shirt slowly climbed the mountain, his slender back was straight, and the three thousand green silk were tied to the top of the crown by a white scarf, which was quite bookish in late spring.

Su Yi climbed a hill, folded a peach branch that had just faded and emerged from the flowering period, starry eyebrows and bright eyes looked at the north, the face of the year of confusion was clearly outlined, and whispered: "I'll just say, how can the two hundred gold owed be wasted!" ”

Then he touched his dark and thick light beard: "No, you have to count six percent interest!" ”

Recently, the rivers and lakes have been talking about tea and dinner, and they have talked about several cases, and the most talked about is the topic of the rebellious minister's widow.

From the beginning of his entry into the rivers and lakes in Shudi, a series of unassuming achievements, forced back the great master of the puppet realm of the Nanzhao relics, and then died on the way to the capital to scare off the Tubo national teachers, and entered the capital to take the lead in the young generation of the three saints in the temple, and then went north by order to enter the Wulu Temple once in 60 years.

Later, the imperial court knew the mystery of his life experience, and he was charged with the crime of the rebellious minister's widow and endured the comprehensive siege and interception of the rivers and lakes and temples, and even resisted the encirclement and suppression of the great grandmaster with his own strength.

Later, the little grandmaster used his vitality to hand out a sword to fight the old monk of Huicong, and the second sword directly scared away the great master of Northern Shaolin.

So far, there has been no news of the rebellious minister's son.

Some people say that the little celestial man of Qingcheng Daomen is destined to be like a meteor in the sky, and will be silent in this river and lake.

Some people also said that he was refining thousands of hammers in the rivers and lakes, otherwise a few mountain guards in Qingcheng would sit idly by.

In a word; I can't guess it, I can't understand it, but the rebellious minister's widow has really fallen into the realm and lost his life.

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The smoke rises in the secluded green hills, and the back of a green shirt and white hair stands under the eaves of the grass house and looks at the sunset, and the snow-white hair is meticulously combed.

The breeze blows, stirring a few strokes of white hair, and a slightly old face is faintly visible in the afterglow.

"Dao Chief, the medicine is ready!"

There was a crisp and gentle voice in the cottage.

"Oh! Here it is! ”

The man simply responded, pausing for a moment before entering the room.

The furnishings in the grass house are simple, bamboo tables, bamboo chairs, bamboo benches, rammed earth walls, and rammed earth, which are arranged in ordinary farmhouses.

The woman in a light blue dress was carefully holding a bowl of decoction, her pretty face was crimson, and her small mouth kept blowing the decoction, and she didn't know whether she was afraid of burning herself or the person who was burning the medicine.

Qingyi looked at this scene and was slightly distracted, the woman stepped forward with a light smile on her face, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes: "Dao Chief, this medicine was found by my father in Cui Imperial Medicine, and it must have an effect!" ”

Qingshan forced a smile a little: "It's a medicine that is three points poisonous, and besides, I already expected the consequences when I consumed the origin lifespan, Xiaowei doesn't have to work hard for me!" ”

When the woman heard this, she instantly burst into tears: "Dao Chief..."

Qingshan smiled: "When I hang up, you cry, you don't need to brew in advance." ”

"Poof!"

The pretty face that was about to bring pear blossoms and rain laughed instantly: "Where are you cursing yourself like this, Dao Changji people have their own natural appearance, and they will definitely get better......"

Qingyi said comfortably and leisurely: "I hope it is as Miss Yu said!" ”

Yu Xiaowei suddenly turned pale: "Dao Chief, you really look down on life and death......"

Qing Yi glanced at the decoction and responded: "Who will be stunned by the way of heaven and death, looking for immortality, and drinking this miserable decoction!" ”

"Then you had the strength to get out in the first place, why did you ......?"

Before she could finish speaking, Qingshan was worried: "People have a hundred ways to live, and there are also a hundred ways to die, I chose the one hundred and one only, live for the people I care about, and die for the people who care about me." If you don't survive this time, I hope you don't rush to be stupid, there is a saying in the rivers and lakes, a gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late. If you are completely sure in the future, you will remember that you have had a relationship with a Taoist priest like me, and take revenge by the way, this Tao will also smile. ”

"What if you can't get revenge for the rest of your life?"

"Being able to be stable for a lifetime is not the greatest expectation of this way?"

"If you can't take revenge, won't it make the living suffer even more?"

"Or... Life and death? ”

“……”

Qingshan took a sip of the decoction and said with a grin: "Hmm~ Xiaowei, the medicine is a little bitter, are there any sweets?" ”

"It's gone!"

"Is there a melon or a fruit?"

"It's ~ not ~ !

“……”

When he was grinning, Yu Xiaowei pouted and tilted her head and threw him a candy: "Zhao Zhengli, Zhao Daochang, Zhao Tianren, if you want to live well, you know!" ”

Zhao Zhengli, who was in a green shirt and white hair, showed a shriveled and bitter smile on his old face, nodded and drank the decoction.

"Does my old house look like Jiangnan?"

"The land that can grow like you is indeed unusual."

"Dao Chang Miao Zan, but this girl has never lived here, more than ten years ago in the troubled times of my scholar father fled to the south, talented he met the most beautiful local woman in a small town, the two were supported by everyone, naturally married to each other, and then the war was urgent, the town went to the east and west, the father took the pregnant mother to the north, moved to Huainan and gave birth to the eldest brother, the next year Luoyi held the civil and military imperial examination, the father was naturally on the list, so he began his life official career, and gave birth to the second brother the following year, With an official position, there is also money to spare in the family, and the past few years have been quite stable in the war famine, the year I was born, I heard that Zhou Tianzi died, and the old emperor supported the army and called the emperor, and the emperor quietly changed the court, but who cares about the people in the world? As long as he is a good emperor, whoever sits is the same.

Speaking of this, she sighed: "It's a pity that my mother, who has been suffering from hard work all the year round, died in a few comfortable days, and my father, who is deeply in love, has never continued to do so." ”

Zhao Zhengli listened silently and nodded silently, knowing why he hadn't seen Mrs. Yu Shangshu when he went to Yu's house several times.

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The fire wheel lifts the clouds, and the old willow brings spring mud.

The climate in the south is so soft, and the flowers and trees that grow, as well as all things like people and animals, are gentle and beautiful.

The excellent four seasons create a unique environment, the land of fish and rice, the literati, the rich businessmen and the list are too numerous.

Since ancient times, there has been a joke that "wealth is all in Yangsu-Hangzhou".

Yangzhou is rich in one million, headed by the four major families of Shao, Yuan, Yang and Liu.

Wealthy families, bureaucrats and aristocrats all pay attention to the right family, especially in Yangzhou, where the rich are all over the world, and the division of classes such as 369 is even clearer.

In the past, the Yuan Mansion, the head of the four wealthy families in Yangzhou, has lost its former glory, with high walls and wide courtyards, landscape gardens, and a ruthless consumption of years from the inside to the outside.

In the corridor of the deep courtyard of the old house, three or two maids and servants carried a soft couch sedan chair, and there was an eighty or ninety old woman lying down, with white hair, gold, silver and jade like snow, but it was more delicate and small compared with the usual.

The old face full of folds is not embellished with any rouge and gouache, and the bloodless skin is covered with age spots, showing the vicissitudes of life.

An equally wrinkled, flabby hand lifted over the bustling bustling brows to look out into the sun, she was wearing a thin embroidered jacket, she was a little old, the needlework fabric was slightly dull and faded, and a yellowed white fox fur was on her knees.

The old woman looked sluggish, her hands covered the sun and squinted aimlessly, and her mouth full of silver teeth kept muttering to herself.

The attendant who served with him leaned over and followed closely, so that he could answer the old ancestor in a timely manner.

The old lady said to the girl who leaned over and was as weak as a mosquito: "Xiao Hui'er, carry the ancestor to the pavilion over there and see the noisy scene in Yangzhou." ”

"Uh-huh!" The maid complied.

The mahogany pavilion with four beams and eight pillars is very spacious, the sedan chair is easily accommodated, through the pavilion you can see the lively half of the street in the north city of Yangzhou, the busy crowd is full of shadows, and the garden overlooks, but there is a quiet bystander situation in the middle of the noise.

Xiao is old, and the old lady didn't take a few glances before she became sleepy, and she took a nap and fell asleep.

The maid hurriedly covered her with the fur blanket she had prepared, and when she was old, she was shallow and sleepy, and the old woman was awake again.

She looked left and right in a languid manner: "Chunmei, did Si Miao listen to the teachings of her personal tutor today?" ”

The maid's body was stunned, although Chunmei didn't know, but wasn't "Miao" the old lady of Yuanfu? He still needs to listen to his personal teacher?

However, he hurriedly replied: "Back to the ancestors, the old lady is busy in the front yard bookkeeper." ”

"What an ancestor, I am your mother-in-law Yang Guifen! Just after Gu Yu today, shouldn't the old lady go to Chashan to inspect the process? ”

"Uh...... The old ancestor's slave maid is Xiao Hui'er, Gu Yu has passed some time, and the business of Chashan is now taken care of by the Seventh Young Master. ”

"Chunmei is talking nonsense, there are only five brothers in the Yuan family, where did a seventh young master come out? Besides, the five brothers have their own families, so they should be called masters. ”

The old lady thought about it seriously and effortlessly: "No, the five brothers each have children, but the seventh one is still in his infancy, how to take care of the tea mountain?" Could it be that God blessed the Yuan family and gave a god son? ”

She turned from joy to sadness: "Son of God, son of God, don't do it, lest you fall into the lonely fate of me, who abandoned my family and wife." ”

She turned her head to look at the sky: "After waiting for so many years, you let me live well, and I will live well, but after looking forward to it for so many years, don't you have the ambition of heaven and man?" Why didn't you show up and take a look? ”

A shriveled tear slipped out of the corner of the old eye, flowing down the folds of the eye.

The maidservant noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly left the two of them to report it.

The old lady looked back at the banyan tree in the courtyard that was the same age as her and sighed: "The old tree has new sprouts, and it has passed away for another year." Cardamom is as holy as snow, looking back on the old age. ”

"Ancestor ......"

The maid who was close to the old lady Yang Guifen seemed to sense something, and her mournful tone did not know how to comfort her.

The rain in the south is frequent before and after the valley rain, so that the air is unusually clear and clear, and it is picturesque at a glance.

At the end of the sky, there is a white robe stepping south, silver-bearded crane hair, light steps, flashing and appearing in a hundred zhang away, like an immortal in the game world.

The old lady of the pavilion in Yuanfu looked at the sky as if she had a feeling in her heart, and her emotions were a little hurried for no reason.

Seeing this, several maidservants immediately panicked.

In the midst of everyone's confusion, a white shadow suddenly appeared in the pavilion, dressed in a white robe, with silver beard and crane hair, and his bearing was indescribably otherworldly, and the maidservant only felt that the immortal was just so good.

It's just that this immortal hasn't left his ancestor with his eyes from beginning to end, and the old ancestor seems to have been looking at each other.

The immortal with the fairy wind and bones slowly took a step closer, his white hair turning gray, and his face glowed.

took the second step, the gray hair turned black, and he had reached the appearance of knowing his fate for half a hundred.

In the third step, the black hair is rich, the beard is gone, and the person is middle-aged, and the fourth step, the three thousand green silk are slightly floating, the appearance is handsome, and the white robe shows an extraordinary and outstanding demeanor, and the spirit is full of energy.

Everyone's eyes widened and their hearts were shocked, and the silver-bearded crane-haired immortal turned into a handsome boy in three or two steps, could it be that he really met an immortal?

The imposing young immortal had stopped beside the sedan chair, bent down and slowly squatted down.

"Sunrise ......"

The excited old woman trembled and stretched out her hand to touch the young man, who caught the old hand in mid-air and placed her cheeks full of affection: "Xiaofen, I'm sorry, I'm late!" ”

When the old lady Yang Guifen touched his cheek with her dry hand, she was stunned when she threw her body on the sedan chair: "No... Not a dream? Not a dream? ”

The corners of her mouth rose, the corners of her eyes smiled, old tears poured out uncontrollably, and her dry hands were getting tighter and tighter, for fear that if she was a little lax, everything would be empty like in her dream.

In addition to Yang Guifen's old tears, her face visibly became younger with the naked eye, and the maid and servant who had just relieved herself on the side were surprised again.

When she noticed it herself, her appearance was already twenty-eight years old, her skin was like clotted fat, her teeth were like rhinoceros, and her willow eyebrows and eyes were full of moving beauty.

Yuan Chaoyang took the slender hand as white as jade and got up slowly, Yang Guifen subconsciously followed and left the soft couch of the sedan chair, the two walked along the garden path like a fairy couple, and the handsome man and beautiful woman held hands and walked slowly, as if returning to the old year of love.

On this day, the Yuan Mansion celebrated, invited the most famous opera team and cook in Yangzhou, and arranged the most dazzling fireworks and lights at night, and the battle was as good as Chinese New Year's Eve.

In this way, it was held for three consecutive days, causing a sensation in the entire Yangzhou City, and people with good things inquired back and forth, and were surprised when they heard the description.

Within ten days, there were immortals in the Yuan family, and they spread all over the upper circles in the south of the Yangtze River.

However, on the third day, Yuan Chaoyang took his beloved wife north to the direction of the East China Sea, but few people in the Yuan Mansion knew about it.