The purple-clothed Taoist priest Zhang Jiutian and the blue-clothed female crown who led the horse walked side by side, thinking that it was not a long time that such a dusty Taoist couple came to Lixia City, and the pedestrians on the side of the road stopped to watch. The two of them didn't care about others pointing fingers, Zhang Jiutian had long been a great virtue in cutting off thousands of things in Hongchen, and the Lanyi female crown was also bent on him when she followed Zhang Jiutian at this time, how could she pay attention to external reasons?

Zhang Jiutian still saw the pedestrian with a blessed face, so he said "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable" and then asked where he went, thinking that the arrival of the lady in Nalan brought him great blessings, when someone told him where the Yang Mansion was located. Zhang Jiutian shook off the dust, bowed slightly, and said "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable" again, leading the blue-clothed female crown to follow the path pointed by the man.

Known as the richest man in Lixia City, Yang Tangguan naturally chose the best territory in Lixia City to build his own mansion. The best feng shui in Lixia City must be where the official mansion is located, second only to the location of the official mansion, which is just opposite. It is said that Yang Tangguan invited the six divination hexagrams of the masters to perform to prosper the Yang family's leyline, so Yang Tangguan did not hesitate to buy it and spent a lot of money to build the most luxurious Yang family mansion in Lixia City.

Zhang Jiutian and the Lanyi Nuguan were standing in front of the Yang family's mansion, which was grand enough to crush the official mansion opposite, and asked the people to report in a gentle voice.

The people of the Yang family are usually used to being above the top, and they are afraid that they have long regarded these two people as Taoist monks who came to cheat money. Now the uncle in the house is a disciple of Wudang, in recent years, everyone in the Yang Mansion has treated these Taoist priests with courtesy, plus people are pointing their names and surnames to find their own uncle Han Kunpeng, and the guards promised to trot and report.

Hearing that Zhang Jiutian and an unknown female crown were coming, Han Kunpeng, who was sitting in the lobby chatting with his father-in-law over tea, got up and ran out like a burning buttocks, and before leaving the lobby, he didn't forget to explain that Han Youyu, who had been locked in the backyard for the past two days, was released.

In Yang Tangguan's opinion, his aunt must be calm and calm after acting strategically, this is really the first time he has seen Han Kunpeng so anxious.

Yang Tangguan, who doesn't ask about the temple and the rivers and lakes, and is dedicated to the business, just heard this name and is familiar with it, and he has walked from the hall to the gate for more than ten breaths, thinking about his network for more than 40 years, and only then did he vaguely remember that a few years ago, he heard his father-in-law mention that he had an uncle who was prominent in the court, and it should be this name.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Tangguan was also hairy, not to mention the position of this person in the martial arts, the identity in this court alone was enough to hug his thighs. At that moment, he instructed Yang Fu, who came with him, to hurry up and arrange for the preparation of tea and fruit snacks, and tidy up his appearance, feeling that he had to hold on to his identity as the richest man in the city before leaving the house.

Han Kunpeng had already bowed down at this time and respectfully led Zhang Jiutian to walk back, and when he saw a scholar and a female crown Yang Tangguan, he suddenly remembered that his father-in-law had jokingly mentioned the Taoist cultivation method to himself, and the pair of double cultivation uncles, the male Taoist Zhang Jiutian and the female Taoist Zhang Jiuqing, looked at the appearance of the two people in front of him, and the double cultivation seemed to be true.

Han Kunpeng shouted "Uncle Ancestor" one by one, Wudang, which has a strict hierarchy and great respect for seniority, is a necessary existence, introducing his father-in-law to know his uncle and ancestor, Yang Tangguan also generously clenched his fists and shouted "Master" It is a courtesy, but he really didn't lose his richest man.

The four of them returned to the hall, although Yang Tangguan was a junior, he was also the master, the guest and the host were seated, and Han Kunpeng stood respectfully on the lower side, really losing the style of the new son-in-law just now.

At this time, Han Youyu slowly shook three times and walked from the backyard as if he hadn't woken up, and when he saw the two people sitting in the hall, he immediately came to his senses, and knelt down in front of the pair of Wudang double monks with a few steps of "plopping", and the tears in his eyes came down, and he cried: "Uncle Shi, you have to be the master for me." The voice can be described as earth-shattering, which really startled Yang Tangguan. Looking at Han Youyu's appearance again, he really changed his appearance from beginning to end when he first came to the city a few days ago.

To tell the truth, Zhang Jiuqing is a gentleman who is annoyed by this senior brother's mouth as "the luck of Wudang's outer gate", if it weren't for the senior brother seeing that the two of them were staying in the mountains and had nothing to do, he would not have forcibly assigned them to come down the mountain to take a look at the situation as soon as he received Han Kunpeng's secret letter.

I only heard my senior brother say that Han Kunpeng, a third-generation disciple of the outer sect, saw a character who had disappeared for a long time in Lixiacheng, Jiangnan Province, and it was inconvenient to tell him the name, so he just asked the two of them to come to confirm the authenticity.

It's just that the expression on the senior brother's face when he mentioned this person at that time made her mistakenly think that the ancestor had come down to earth.

Zhang Jiuqing just followed Zhang Jiutian to participate in the ceremony in the capital a few years ago, and it was rare to have some leisure time, and he didn't want to go down the mountain to participate in too many red dust things, but Zhang Jiutian had a gentle temperament, and the senior brother could arrange it, but he couldn't resist his partner, so he could only come down the mountain.

"Get up and speak, what kind of body will you become in front of outsiders! If you howl like this again, get out of here! "Don't look at Zhang Jiuqing in front of Zhang Jiutian seems to be a virtuous woman waiting to be married, in the face of these disciples and grandchildren, Zhang Jiuqing is also a ruthless elder, otherwise those junior disciples in the mountains privately gave her the name of "mother big worm" in vain?

Han Youyu is not afraid of the sky, that is, he relies on the doting of the head of the sect ancestor Zhang Jiuding, but the uncle in front of him is a character who does not enter the oil and salt, not to mention that he is just a verbal "luck of the outer door", even the next generation of heads is afraid that they will not be able to get half a good face from her. Immediately shut up and got up, with a stupid face.

Zhang Jiutian was also happy not to be the white-faced person, and smiled gently: "There are fish that are used to not being like a person in my door, don't worry about Lord Yang." ”

Of course, Yang Tangguan didn't care, he hoped that the two Wudang Taoist priests in front of him would hurry up and get rid of this trouble-making spirit. It stands to reason that it has been three or four days on the second day of the first lunar month, and Yang Tangguan has never understood why Han Kunpeng has not left, not that he can't afford to raise his mouths, after all, it is good to be close to his son-in-law who has a very powerful identity and background, and the most important thing for Yang Tangguan is to annoy Han Youyu more.

It all made people kick and faint, and within two days, they thought about going out to find a woman again, and beat up a person who asked for food at the door from somewhere. There is such a troublemaker, and he doesn't want to live in peace.

Yang Tangguan heard that the people in the house said that he was an unknown scoundrel and villain who wanted to assassinate Han Youyu, but Yang Tangguan felt that Bacheng didn't know who disturbed the fun of this boy and brother looking for a woman, and was beaten by this arrogant and unreasonable gentleman.

In Yang Tangguan's thoughts, this little rabbit cub has only been in the city for a few days, except for going out the first day to be taught a lesson, and the trouble has also been dissipated, and he has been staying at home all the time, how can he make any enemies to calculate.

It's ridiculous that this Yang is entangled, not in the rivers and lakes, how do you know that a speck of dust can be full of ripples when it enters the rivers and lakes?

Zhang Jiutian looked at Han Kunpeng, who was standing with his hands down, and asked, "Kunpeng, I heard from the senior brother in charge who you met in this Lixia City?" ”

Han Kunpeng first bowed, full of respect, and then looked at his father-in-law, so he said: "I hope that my father-in-law will avoid it a little." ”

Yang Tangguan Yeba had to blend in with these so-called reckless martial arts people, and immediately got up and said goodbye and went to the backyard.

Han Kunpeng waited for his father-in-law Yang Tangguan to take a few breaths before turning to Zhang Jiutian, shaking his body and saying, "Back to the words of the master and uncle, the apprentice seems to have seen ...... a few days ago" He paused slightly, this is not Han Kunpeng selling Guanzi, but he took a few steps forward, lowered his voice and continued, "Sister and brother of the Ye family." ”

Zhang Jiutian, who was originally a little ridiculous about Han Kunpeng's cautious appearance, was stunned, and even Han Youyu, who was eavesdropping on the side, looked incredible.

Han Youyu only thought that his brother was afraid that he would make trouble that day and scared him with the rhetoric he prepared, but when he heard his brother say the same about the two uncles, Han Youyu knew that he was really kicking on the iron plate this time.

Zhang Jiutian and Zhang Jiuqing glanced at each other, the two of them had been cultivating for so many years, and they had already had a good heart, even if they didn't say anything, they could see the incomprehension and surprise in each other's eyes.

How did the sister and brother of the Ye family, who had disappeared for three years, appear here?

Zhang Jiutian didn't think of anything about the pair of sisters and brothers three years ago, but remembered that more than ten years ago, when he had just been appointed by the previous head to be the chanter of this Sacrifice to the Heavens, the first time he saw the drooping boy at the Winter Solstice Sacrifice Ceremony, let a little girl who was a few years older than him lead, standing behind the only king with a different surname who did not have a fief in the Great Zhou Dynasty but gave the entire Panshan Mansion next to the capital.

On that day, it was cloudy and rainy, and the rain was dripping, but this ceremony could not hold an umbrella or hide from the rain, and even the first person in the world in a yellow and gold robe had to be beaten by this raindrop.

Only these six or seven-year-old children, after the ceremony, took the hunchbacked old man's hand and asked why it was raining today.

The old man who had made the temples of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the rivers and lakes hear the change of style showed a kind smile that had never been shown in front of others, and the tone was also a soft voice that the few officials of the same dynasty around him had never heard, like the village head Lao Suo's eyes narrowed when he looked at his stubborn grandson, without any look that a prince should have, and his smile was lovely, "Because the heavenly gods are happy today, they are pouring nectar." ”

At that time, Zhang Jiutian, who happened to be passing by and wanted to talk to the king with a different surname for a while, which was considered a Lala relationship, saw the child looking up at the sky, and his little face was full of anger: "Then can't I go down when I go home?" If it gets wet, my clothes will be washed by my mother. ”

The old man was still smiling, happy, "The gods don't care who you are, they don't listen to you." ”

The young child said in a very stubborn tone in a childish voice: "When I grow up, I will let them listen to me!" ”

The old man laughed louder, so that even the golden-robed saint who was about to return to the palace a hundred feet away heard the unscrupulous laughter of the king with a different surname whom he admired and admired.

It was the small girl who raised her hand and pushed her grandfather, who seemed to be an old disrespectful grandfather, and reminded in a low voice: "Be quiet, be quiet." ”

Of course, the old man who had openly stabbed his sword on the face of the saint and scolded his mother on the top of the main hall certainly didn't care about these cumbersome rules such as etiquette and law that were quite feared by the people around him, but he listened to the words of the girl with two pigtails in front of him, and at the moment "hehe" smiled dryly and closed his voice, as if he was afraid of upsetting the girl, and he didn't care what the fellow court robes who were hiding from their grandfather far away for fear of harming the pond fish looked at him, and asked the child who was not shocking and dead, "How can you let them listen to you?" ”

"If I have a sword, I will teach the heavens and immortals to see me silent."

"If I have a knife, I dare to let the gods and Buddhas of the heavens bend their waists when they see me."

The wind and rain stopped suddenly, and there were swords in the mound, which made the old man laugh even more.