The scorching sun of the afternoon overshadowed the cold of the winter west.

Upstairs and downstairs, there are many strong words for a while.

And when the sound below stopped for a while, Hong Sheng suddenly pressed the window sill and responded loudly:

"Twenty years of writing and sword,

See the blue sky in the palm of your fingers;

The man is determined to open the gate of heaven,

There is a new chapter on the rooftop. ”

blurted out four sentences, but the young master of the Seven Veins of the Pure Realm trembled with his fingers, and his face turned red.

Dahua martial arts for 2,000 years, has always been to open the gate of heaven to refer to breaking through the artistic conception.

The rooftop is a landmark on the outskirts of Shenjing, dedicated to the martial saints of the past dynasties.

"The man is determined to open the door of heaven, and there is a new chapter on the rooftop......"

Li Shenji repeated softly, first shaking his head slightly, and finally couldn't help but caress the jade pendant on his waist.

Then, too, he spoke:

"Qingyun has not received the sky,

Flying dragons dive as silver carp;

The phoenix loses its feathers,

There is also a nest between the birds. ”

Two small poems came out, completely boiling the voices of people upstairs and downstairs.

Seeing many eyes pointing and looking up in this direction, Li Shenji's face turned slightly pale, and he clutched the jade pendant and turned around to avoid the hall.

And Hong Shengrao was red like blood, pinched the crack on the edge of the window, and still nailed it in place against thousands of eyes.

"Brother Sheng, good poetry, good spirit!"

A particularly loud cheer came from below.

Hong Fan followed the prestige and found that it was Chi Xinchi who was crowded in the crowd on the street.

There is also a pair of master and servant Zheng Furui and Lotus Root beside him.

Seeing the "enemy", the two of them immediately cooled down and looked away.

On the side of Penglai Pavilion, several sons who were originally sitting in the second seat changed their eyes, and coincidentally came to Hong Fan's side and persuaded him to come too.

Hong Fan wanted to refuse, but when he turned his head and saw the martial arts list written by Ming and Huang brocade again, he no longer felt so far away.

The roasting atmosphere, the gaze of everyone, and the voices that converged into the wind were like ropes, implicating him, a stranger in a foreign land, to this small frontier city.

The dull and fulfilling memories of the previous life flashed like a marquee, followed by the scorching flames and flying sand and stones of the cultivation in this life.

It seems equally true.

So, he couldn't suppress his emotions after all.

"I have no poetic talent, but I once read a couplet in an ancient book, which can set off today's spirit."

Hong Fan was reluctant to plagiarize, and spoke first, before he groaned.

"I hope that all of you here, if you are sleepy and injured in the future, you will not forget:

It is necessary to remember today's cloud chronicles,

Once the first class in the world! ”

There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth.

The crowd breathed into a fog, and the martial arts were like a drum.

Hong Fan's voice echoed and wandered among the buildings on Anning Street, spreading farther and farther.

Then, the cheers from all sides were furious.

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A few days later, on the first day of November.

Winter is deep, but there is not much snow in the dry city of Jinhai.

At the beginning of the morning (nine o'clock), the early morning chill had subsided for the most part, and only a little frost was still stubbornly resisting the sun in the corners.

In the only small courtyard of the Hongfu Inverted Courtyard, a palm-sized yellow-throated bunting stopped high on the window lattice, rubbing against the abundant charcoal heating inside.

Inside the room, Qiu De sat behind his desk, checking the accounts, and listening to the complaints of the middle-aged man opposite.

"Uncle, when will the new maid assigned to my family in the clan arrive, you have to give an accurate word this time."

The man asked with a wail.

"I've been waiting for a month and a half, and recently I've been serving my wife at the same time, and I'm arguing with me every day, and I can't go on......"

He was so sad that his eyebrows were tugging down, like a figure of eight.

But the quest for virtue was unmoved.

"Brother Hongda, I can't change the maid, I have to wait."

He didn't raise his head, and after repeated confirmation, he drew Zhu Batch at the bottom of the ledger.

"Uncle, you're fooling me!"

Hongda's face turned pale, and his voice became two points louder.

"I had already asked before I came, and I knew that there were two new people in the maid's room, and they were teaching the rules, so I came here......"

He was speaking confidently, when he was glanced up at by Qiude, and his voice softened again.

"Uncle, I don't mean anything else, but you accepted the last Boxing Ceremony."

Hearing Hongda say this, Qiude had no choice but to stop writing: "There are indeed two, but those have already been decided." ”

"Why is it that someone has decided, don't talk about a first-come, first-come-first-come?!"

Hongda pressed the table suddenly, but he didn't dare to really exert his strength.

"It's not impossible for you to say that you come first and come first."

Seeking virtue replied.

"The person is asked for by the Asahin Temple, you just go to the door and explain your reasoning."

"Asahi-in?"

Hongda was stunned when he heard this, and immediately reacted.

"Is it our star monarch?"

This time, his voice was three points softer than it had been.

Qiu De nodded and was about to reply, when he heard footsteps from the courtyard.

Hongda turned his head to see that a young man with a round figure strode in, stuffing pastries into his mouth as he walked.

"Brother Fu, why did you come here so early?"

Qiude took the initiative to greet him, but he didn't get up, but his attitude was affectionate.

"Uncle, there's nothing else, just come and ask if it's okay."

Hong Fu, who came in, arched his hand towards Qiude, and nodded to Hongda, who was raw, before he asked with a shy stomach.

"The things have been loaded, and I'll let Applejack take someone to Asahin Temple later."

Qiu De replied immediately.

"As for the two maids, they have also been selected, named Peach Red and Willow Green, they are both honest and proper, and they are also quick to do things!"

He replied with a smile, glancing at Hongda, who was not a taste.

The latter took the look, so he got up and moved to the chair next to him, and let go of the hot circle chair.

"Ah, that's good! My Aunt Liu is the most kind-hearted, if the new girl has more eyes, there will be more twists and turns in the family. ”

Hong Fu thanked Hong Da in a low voice before he sat down.

"That's natural, if I can't do this thing well, wouldn't it be too much of a sin to delay the second young master's cultivation?"

Qiu De smiled, turned out the cup and poured a cup of tea for Hong Fu.

The corners of Hongda's mouth on the side twitched, but when he saw that the chief housekeeper had also made up a cup for himself, his face warmed up.

"It's really hard for Brother Fu to run several times for these trivial matters in the past few days!"

After drinking hot tea together, Qiu De sighed.

"No wonder everyone in the clan says that the second young master is closest to you."

Hong Fu loves to hear this.

"No way, one world, two brothers, if I don't help him, who will help him?"

The little fat man said to himself, shaking his legs happily.

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In the afternoon, Hongfu Asahi-in.

The half-worn building had been cleaned up, and several men in short coats with bare arms were laboriously carrying iron loads to the designated corners.

At the end of last month, Hong Sheng took the initiative at a small-scale clan meeting to suggest that the second brother's courtyard was in poor condition and needed to be replaced.

No one can stop it.

So, in less than a decade, Hong Fan moved to a new house.

Compared with the old house, Asahin-in also has only one entrance, but the area is several times larger.

Excluding the small attic with storage on the second floor and the hexagonal pavilion in the courtyard, there are six rooms that can be used in earnest.

At this time, Hong Fu was sitting in the pavilion with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Brother Fan, Tuigong Pill, Blood Incense, and Qi Gathering Pill, according to the ratio of three, two, and one, it is a total of six months' supply, and I bought it in my name."

He pointed to the wooden box on the table and said, and took out a silver ticket and two broken silver ingots.

"There are eighteen taels of money left."

PS: Hong Sheng's four sentences are written blindly.

Li Shenji's four sentences are adapted from Cao Zhi's "Poetry of Words and Aspirations":

Qingyun is not in fashion,

Cloud dragon diving fish;

God Luan lost his life,

Also from the nest of birds.

[It must be remembered that today's Yunzhi has promised the first rate in the world] sentence, which was changed from the Qing Dynasty poetry group "Thirty Counting Little Elephants".