At a certain corner of Yanguan Town away from the main street, a rich and compelling young man walked in front with a gloomy face, followed by an elderly woman who followed suit.

After walking some distance away from the main street, the young man who had a black face a moment ago suddenly laughed lightly.

The old woman who followed him raised her eyes and looked at her son-in-law meaningfully, and then asked softly, "Why is the son-in-law laughing?" ”

Ke Yuzhen snorted, "I always thought that this cross-continent trip would be boring, do a few deals to pick up a leak, and then bring a so-called cultivation seed back to forget it, but I didn't expect to meet such an interesting person here." ”

This glorious young man kept walking, but he was no longer as gloomy as before, but said with some interest: "Didn't Mama Xin see that the young man was deliberately provoking?" ”

The old woman who followed him did not answer directly, but handed over another sentence and asked, "Childe Takami." ”

The young sect master Ke Yuzhen, who was waiting for an answer, didn't mind much about the specious flattery behind him, he smiled lightly with some thought as he walked: "I don't care why he deliberately provokes me, it's just that the grasshopper shakes the tree, his calculation is not important to me, what I'm more curious about now is that he said intentionally or unintentionally that someone had come to collect his life......"

Speaking of this, he suddenly stood still, turned around and looked in the direction of the east, although separated by courtyards, he seemed to be able to see the location of the town, his eyes were gloomy, and he said in a light tone: "I'm curious why someone else would take his life?" Does he have a grudge against someone? Moreover, it should not be those country men who can only slash people with a worthless woodcutter, but how can he survive under the hands of such a man with no long body and still be unscathed? ”

The process of speaking was also the process of thinking about this self-proclaimed young sect master of the city mansion, he opened the folding fan in his hand with a click, and continued while slowly shaking it: "Rely on? Or has someone changed their mind? Or was this a random thing he made up to bluff me? ”

"What does Mama Xin think?" When he said this, this was the first time that the young man turned his head and looked at the silent old woman beside him.

The old woman still lowered her eyebrows, and looked at the young master of the main family as if she were in a position, but replied in a plain tone: "The old slave is stupid, and it all depends on the son's consideration." ”

Ke Yuzhen just smiled noncommittally when he heard this, looked sideways at the old woman deeply, then turned around and continued to move forward, muttering in a low voice as if talking to himself: "That's why I said that this person is very interesting, and finally made me have some interest in wanting to kill him!" I'd love to see if he'll be as tough as he is today when he's dead and there's nothing he can do. Also, although I am determined to get that knife, should I also guard against it? Lest the boat capsize in the gutter? ”

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At the east entrance of the town, Hou Junchen, who was lying on a bamboo chair and basking in the sun, heard the low murmur of the young man beside him, opened his eyes and looked at the young man with some surprise.

"How?" The boy raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile.

The sloppy man shook his head, "No, I just think you little bastard is really bold!" You don't know who is on the other side, and you don't know how big the means are, so you dare to die like this? You really don't know how to write dead characters because you haven't read a book, right? ”

"So why do you think I'm still standing here?" The poor boy was not angry when he heard the man scolding, but looked at the man with a smile and said, "You have eaten my food for three years, and you can't pay for the meal?" ”

Hou Junchen regretted a little at this moment, he used to think that this little bastard was very interesting, so he always liked to joke with him, and robbing him of a bite to eat was also a bit of a joke, as for now...... He wants to settle an account, and he doesn't know if it's too late?

"I said, boy, why didn't I find out you were so calculating?" The sloppy man lifted one foot and stepped on the bamboo chair under his buttocks, habitually began to rub the dirt between his toes, and squinted at the young man and smiled: "Besides, you can't always be alone with Lao Tzu, right?" If you're bald, you won't be able to fucking come back, do you understand? ”

The young man smiled and said helplessly: "No way, the family is poor!" If I had a family background like the one surnamed Ke just now, and still use it to look around for help like this? Isn't this a life without that deep pocket? ”

Hou Junchen also smiled after hearing this, put down the foot on the chair at will, and then raised the hand that had just rubbed the foot without any scruples and rubbed the messy hair on his head like a chicken nest.

He turned his head sideways and looked at the tall sword mountain outside the town entrance that blocked the end of the official road, and then looked at the official road that went around the foot of the sword mountain and extended into the distance, and after a moment of silence, he looked back at the young man and said a little solemnly: "Boy, I repeat it again, don't beat Lao Tzu's idea!" Lao Tzu is a country fighter who just wants to eat and wait for death, and his ability is average! I can't protect you and can't be your master, if you want to learn skills or find a backer, you have to find another master! ”

When the poor young man heard this, he glanced at the sloppy man, and then at the two pairs of dishes and chopsticks in his hand that had just been used up and had not had time to wash, and said with a smile: "Old monkey, you don't fucking want to repay the debt, do you?" ”

A fleeting thought was called to his face, and it was inevitable that this sloppy man would be a little embarrassed if he had always been informal, he touched his nose and retorted angrily: "Who said that Lao Tzu is going to repay the debt?" Can't you give me a moment to think about it? ”

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At the intersection in the center of the town, the storyteller surnamed Lu, who sells books and tells stories, is still lying on the bamboo rocking chair in front of the bookstore in the northeast corner of the intersection, holding the small teapot in one hand and a rare book that is not thick in the other.

The storyteller was watching with relish, and at the same time was admiring, sure enough, the ancients were much more sincere than today's people, talking to people, persuading people to listen to persuasion, very attentive.

The first part of the book he was flipping through in his hand was to persuade the first emperor of the ages at that time to be a corporal of courtesy, and the selection and appointment of people should only be based on talent regardless of background, all talented people can be used, only in this way can the world be collected as a family name!

A simple truth can be said to be true!

It is less than a thousand words, but it has become a famous story that has been passed down in the world for thousands of years!

Although the person who wrote this famous article has been widely criticized by a large number of literati and historians in the matter of character, it is undeniable that his talent has also shone for thousands of years.

The storyteller was seeing the joy, and suddenly frowned, and then cherished the ancient book in his hand on the desk beside him, looked up in the direction of the east entrance of the town, his eyes were cold, and he didn't say a word!

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At the east entrance of the town, the sloppy man Hou Junchen pondered for a moment under the gaze of the poor young man, and suddenly his eyes lit up, but before he could speak, a cold warning sounded in his ears: "The surname Hou, if you dare to talk nonsense, be careful that Lao Tzu cuts your tongue!" ”

The sloppy man didn't care at all, he smiled, and also replied with the means of immortal transmission: "Dead friends don't die poor!" The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant, so this meal money must be repaid! You old boy can be used as money, so you can steal the fun! ”

The young man standing beside him was ignorant, obviously he didn't have the ability to hear the doggy and unkind tone of the previous two conversations between the two, just watching the small town watchman sitting on a bamboo chair in front of him change his expression in a series of unpredictable moments, and even felt a little funny.

After the sloppy man finished his reply, he didn't give the other side a chance to refute and stop it, and smiled directly at the magical-eyed young man beside him: "Boy, this grievance between you and Shuixiu Lake, I can't help you with my humble skills, if you want to find a helper or find someone to come up with an idea, you can go to the Wufang Pavilion to go around." ”

After that, he thought about it again, and then said, "Besides, the knife you have hidden in your house can't be kept at all according to your current ability!" Rather than force the injured body, it is better to listen to my advice to take it for a transaction, there are the kind of sale and redemption, of course, Shuixiu Lake Keshi is indeed not a good buyer, but as for who you should do this deal with, how to do it, and how many benefits you can get, these have to rely on your own vision and ability! ”

"That's all I have to say, it's a return to your food money! Don't ask me for the rest, not a word more! You can fuck off! ”

After saying this, Hou Junchen, the watchman, directly pointed to the courtyard gate opposite the official road, and then closed his eyes and began to bask in the sun, it seems that he doesn't plan to say even a word more!

The young man took a deep look at the middle-aged man who had closed his eyes and said nothing, and finally returned home with the two pairs of chopsticks, and finally chose to go to the Wufang Pavilion in the town after some thought.

Then let him see, how much is the so-called food money in the mouth of that strange Hou Junchen worth?

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Snow Lane in the south of the town.

At the door of a certain mansion, a pair of fierce and fierce stone lions squatted on both sides of the front steps, the lion's head was raised high and roared in the sky, and each had a small stone lion hiding behind the two stone lions, opening their teeth and dancing their claws, and the momentum was compelling.

A young man with a slightly gloomy face sat on top of the head of one of the stone lions with his legs slumped, and behind him was the main entrance of the house made of gray bricks and green tiles.

At the top of the gate of the magnificent house hangs a gold-lettered plaque with fine workmanship, on which the plaque is neatly written with two simple words, Zhao House.

Today's Zhao Jicheng finally couldn't shirk it, and asked for leave from the township school to stay at home.

In the past few days, those outsiders have come to their house and said that they want to see him, and he can probably guess some reason, so he didn't see them for the first time, but since there was a real conflict with the mud leg surnamed Chu at the Wufang Pavilion yesterday, he still chose to stay at home today after thinking about it.

The young man of the Zhao family, who did not worry about food and clothing, was not treated well by the four wealthy children in the town since he was a child, and when he saw him in the streets and alleys, he would inevitably be ridiculed and said that he was the son of an upstart.

When Liu Qinghui and Zhu Zhen were blocked at the corner of Qingshui Street with people, and coincidentally bumped into the wild child who passed by with no father and no mother holding a stone, Zhao Jicheng, who was also a child at that time, began to worry about a problem.

Why is everyone the people of Yanguan Town, but he is going to be targeted by those people? Obviously, the wild seed surnamed Chu is not as good as him!

The young man's nouveau riche father, who is rumored to be a shit-lucky, is named Zhao Yu, and he is one of the few people in the town who has left Liangzhou to go to a foreign country.

No one in the town knows where the young man surnamed Zhao, who left his hometown more than 20 years ago, went on a long journey? I only know that he came back with a lame leg after being away for more than ten years, and he was accompanied by a stupid and stupid woman.

Zhao Yu, who was in his thirties at that time, invited a group of carpenters and masons in the town to renovate the Zhao family's old house soon after returning to his hometown.

The people of the town also came back from this courtyard, it turned out that the children of the Zhao family, who had left home after their father and mother died early, had been away from home for many years, although they were lame, they did earn money, and it seemed that they were only slightly worse than the four families, and they were already very rich.

It was also not long after the rebuilding of the Zhao family's old mansion that the Zhao family's door, which had been abandoned for many years, added a mouthful of Ding, a big fat boy with a handle! Naturally, it was born by the stupid woman that Zhao Yu brought back, that is, the gloomy young man who is now sitting at the door of Zhao's house!

In fact, the most sad thing for the teenager is not the saying that "you can't get rid of the mud", because most of the most vicious words are about his lame father who needs crutches to walk and a stupid girl who needs to worry about others when eating.

Since I had memories when I was a child, there was a smooth rumor on the streets and alleys that made him very unhappy, "Zhao Jiamen, my father is lame, my mother is a fool and feeds her, she gave birth to a son and her parents, and the broom star reincarnated nouveau riche suffered a crime......"

Look at this statement, it's not much better than that surnamed Chu! Or that he is worse than the surname Chu, because he has never seen Liu Qinghui and Zhu Zhen against that mud leg!

There are not a few young people in the town who are adults with Zhao Ji, and almost everyone will make up this set of words that I don't know which bastard!

Zhao was the first time he was able to leave the house on his own when he was very young, and in the following ten years, he almost heard all his peers raunting and chanting around him!

At the beginning, it was the so-called little sons of those wealthy families who took the lead, such as Liu Qinghui and Zhu Zhen...... Later, it evolved into those mud-legged dogs who were not as good as the door in his backyard, and the puppies also read along!

There will be people who are idle and run to his door from a location across the entire Yanguan Town, just to shout loudly for such a while, as if bullying and mocking a peer who eats better than them but may not live as comfortably as they is to be happy and show off!

Therefore, Zhao Jicheng never believed in the sentence written in the book, "At the beginning of man, nature is good".

In the memory of this Zhao teenager, there are very few peers in the town who have not mocked him in front of him, and the impression is nothing more than the eldest daughter of the Liu family who seems to have the only way to go to the village school when she leaves the house, and the wild child who lives in the east entrance of the town, has a problem with a full meal, and has a background that is not as good as his.

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Today's Zhao teenager took leave at home, and after lunch, he went out and habitually sat on top of the stone lion at the door, looking at the tufts of wild grass on the roof of the house across the street that had not had time to regreen.

Not long after, a young man in a sky-blue robe walked in at the corner of the street in Snow Lane, followed by a thin old man with a tall crown and a broad belt, and the two slowly walked to the pair of stone lions and stopped not far away.

The visitor looked at the young man sitting high in a daze with great interest and did not disturb.

Fortunately, the young man of the Zhao family didn't let anyone wait for a long time, and after turning his head slightly to look at the two of them, his eyes turned back again, and the content of his speech was only two words: "Coming?" ”

The tone of this simple two-word speech is like meeting an old acquaintance I haven't seen for many years.

A moment later, in the courtyard behind the courtyard with the word "Zhao Zhai" hanging at the door, a young man in a sky-blue robe, and a young man with a naturally gloomy complexion, two peers sat opposite each other at the stone table in the courtyard.

The tall and thin old man with the tall crown and the former and a middle-aged man with a little lame on crutches stood together under the corridor by the south wall of the courtyard, looking at a pair of teenagers in the center of the courtyard, and they were speechless.

The grass and trees in the courtyard have not yet sprouted, so it is slightly desolate, and the row of straight-trimmed poplar trees at the root of the west wall is bare and green, and the sparrows jump back and forth on the branches in the middle of it, which can be regarded as giving the courtyard a little more vitality.

The young man of the Immortal Family, who was wearing a sky blue robe, looked at the young man of the Zhao family who was sitting opposite him, who was about to be born with a gloomy complexion, hooked his lips and smiled, and asked, "Zhao Gongzi should have known our intentions for a long time, right?" Then I won't talk nonsense, I wonder if Zhao Gongzi has considered this deal with my Xiangwang Mansion? ”

The young man Zhao Jicheng did not answer directly when he heard this, he stared and thought for a moment, then turned his head to look at the lame man standing under the eaves of the corridor by the courtyard wall, and then looked at the blue-clothed young man opposite and said: "There is a famous Xiangwang Mansion in Xinghezhou, which is directly north of Jiuzhou, this is a well-known thing in the world!" Although the news in a small place like ours is a bit closed, I have learned a little bit in the past few days, so I do not reject this transaction, as for whether it can be done...... I have only one question. ”

"Please." The young man named Chen Zheng sat on the stone bench and leaned back slightly, and the palm of one hand on the table was slowly raised upward, signaling Zhao Jicheng but saying that it was okay.

"Which of your Xiangwang Mansion is more powerful than the Zhuyu Mountain in our northwest Liguan Continent?"

The purpose of the questioning is tricky, and some of the reasons are self-evident.

The blue-clothed young man Chen Zheng smiled, he turned his head to the thin old man who was also standing under the eaves of the porch and asked with a smile, "Is it strong...... Elder Chao, have you ever heard of Dogwood Mountain? ”

The thin old man just smiled slightly, shook his head again, and did not speak.

Chen Zheng turned his head to look at Zhao Jicheng opposite, shrugged his shoulders with a smile, do you need to say more?

Seeing this, Zhao Jicheng smiled faintly, his upper body leaned forward slowly, a pair of arms lying on the stone table in front of him, his expression was a little playful, and he chuckled: "Then if I say that one day in the future, I will demolish the mountain gate of his Zhuyu Mountain and cut off the mountain root luck of his so-called Immortal Family Sect, maybe it will be through the name of your Xiangwang Mansion, it doesn't matter?" ”

Under the eaves, the thin old man was still expressionless, but the lame man couldn't help frowning when he heard his son say this.

But when he was about to raise his feet and walk to the stone table, he was held down by the old man next to him on the shoulder, and the old man's faint voice came from his ears: "Zhao Daoyou, there are some things that don't interfere too much with the wishes of young people, sometimes evil thoughts are not pure bad things!" Besides, I guess what you're going to say next is definitely not the first time you've said it today, isn't it a good thing that the so-called son inherits the father's enmity and makes a hundred ends of it? ”

Zhao Yu, a middle-aged man who was blocked by the old man, sighed, his hair was already gray, and the vertical and horizontal folds on his face made this man who was only in his early forties look like he was over the age of six.

He glanced back at the tall and thin old man, but the old man did not look at him, but still stared intently at the two teenagers at the stone table.

Although the lame man Zhao Yu didn't quite agree with some of the old man's words, he still silently withdrew the foot that took half a step, also looked up at the courtyard, and said softly: "Senior Chao, the junior has something unclear, can you ask for advice?" ”

The old man's expression remained unchanged, he didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

"The reputation of Xinghezhou Xiangwangfu has spread all over the world, but it has always only invited foreign surnames to worship and never accept disciples with foreign surnames, which is also a well-known thing in the world! Today's move seems ...... Please advise you! ”

The old man smiled and said, "What you said is good, but since my Xiangwang Mansion can come to Yanguan Town to do business during this Jiazi period, it means that our matter of accepting your son as a disciple in the palace must not be a fraud, so Mr. Zhao does not have to worry about the sincerity of our waiting." ”

Zhao Yu opened his mouth when he heard this, but he stopped talking.

The old man glanced sideways at the middle-aged man, and said meaningfully: "Zhao Daoyou, the so-called 'children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren', and the young people's affairs will be left to the young people to choose!" Don't meddle too much, lest you be unsuitable for others and yourself......"

At the stone table in the courtyard, the blue-clothed young man Chen Zheng looked at Zhao Jicheng opposite with a playful and gloomy expression with great interest, and said with a smile: "Let's put it this way, long before coming to Yanguan Town, our Xiangwang Mansion knew about you, Zhao Jicheng and the Zhao family, and even our understanding of your Zhao family will be deeper than yourself!" So you don't have to go over and over again! ”

Then, he learned the same actions of Zhao Jicheng on the other side and lay on the stone table, looked at the opposite side and said with a light smile: "I think you might as well guess, why is it the "North Chen" Xiangwang Mansion that is known as one of the "North and South Two Chens" who came to you to do business?" ”

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