Walking into the house, the first thing that catches your eye is a place of fallen leaves, the terrain of this house is a little low, and there are some drainage problems, resulting in every rain, the stagnant water can not be discharged in time, and it accumulates in the courtyard, and it naturally becomes a foul-smelling pond.

Ahsan walked around the corridor without changing his face, and saw a bamboo chair in front of the main hall that had turned yellow and had accumulated countless dust on it.

With a wave of her hand, a white light spread from her sleeve, and soon fell on the bamboo chair, blowing away all the dust on it, making the bamboo chair clean, and Ahsan stepped forward, and then sat down.

The bamboo chair creaked and cracked.

I think it's because it's been too long.

Ah Sang didn't care, just stretched out his finger into the courtyard, and a mysterious aura burst out from his fingers, and soon opened up the place that should have been opened, and the stagnant water in the courtyard began to sink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After doing this, Ah Sang turned his head to look at Gu Meng with satisfaction and said, "Go back and bring the house deed and title deed, and this place will be used as a foothold for the disciples of Zheshan in the future, which is not bad." ”

Gu Meng casually found a place to sit down, and then asked, "How does Senior Sister know that I want to live here?"

Ah Sang glanced at him and said without concealment: "I am just a junior brother, I have been with my junior brother for a long time, why don't I know my junior brother's mind?"

Gu Meng said helplessly: "Senior sister, this is a bit far-fetched. ”

"I'm not a fairy, you let me get to the bottom of why you want to live here, how do I think about it, besides, junior brother, you are such a good talker?" Ah Sang turned his head and said to himself: "There are many abandoned houses on one of the most prosperous streets, and what happened back then is really not small, but I don't know what that story is, vulgar or not." ”

"What kind of story is called cheesy?" asked Gu Meng with a smile.

"For example, junior brother, if you were originally from Xian Mall, but you appeared outside Yingdu, this kind of thing, no matter how you write it, is cheesy. ”

As for the true identity of the little junior brother Gu Ming, in fact, not long after Gu Meng went up the mountain, Zheshan had already begun to investigate, and in the end, Luo Xue was the only one on the mountain whose heart was big enough to care about this, Ah Sang and Chang Yi Zhenren had really difficult to support Zheshan over the years, and it was not easy to meet a genius disciple, but they would not be carried away by happiness.

If Gu Meng is really entangled with Xian Mall, this is the same thing that needs to be carefully considered for Zheshan.

If it was really as the bookworm said with a smile before, Gu Meng was the illegitimate son of the Great Qi Emperor, and this matter would be even more unclear.

Ahsan doesn't know much, but he can guess some from some clues.

For example, Gu Luo wanted to live here before, and he was one of them.

This mansion is obviously related to some old things in the past of Xian Mall, and cultivators like Ah Sang should not know about it.

But Gu Meng didn't seem to be like this.

"What happened here before, junior brother?"

Ahsan squinted his eyes and asked slowly.

Gu Ming's face remained unchanged, and he replied warmly, "How do I know, Senior Sister." ”

As he spoke, thunder sounded, and then rain began.

The autumn rain is slightly cold, but for practitioners, it is no different from other weather.

"In this world, even blood can be washed away by the rain, let alone other things?"

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In the autumn rain, the walking on the streets of Xian Mall has plummeted, but there are still people running in it, and under an oil-paper umbrella on the long street, there is a soap coat running.

The man walked through several streets and braved the rain to the gate of the Yamen of the Beijing Palace.

The man who looked up at this yamen did not stop, and soon walked up the stone steps, and when he came to the door, before the two officials on duty could speak, the man took out a waist card and a few pieces of broken silver from his waist, and ordered: "Hurry up and call Fu Yin." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he walked in.

The two officials already knew what the identity of this person was when they looked at the waist card, and the other party gave a reward, where would there be a little hesitation, one hurried to find Lord Yin, and the other was still in place.

Walking through the courtyard to the door of the lobby, the man took the oil-paper umbrella and placed it at the door, and then looked up at the plaque hanging in the lobby.

The plaque has four big characters of honesty and integrity.

Not long after, with the sound of hurried footsteps, Lord Fu Yin's fat body appeared outside the hall, and the Great Qi Dynasty in official uniforms from the third rank of the Great Qi Dynasty adjusted his breathing and bowed and said, "See your lordship, I don't know what your lordship commands?"

While speaking, this Lord Yin was also looking at the man in front of him, in the imperial capital, the most important thing to be an official is not ability, but to observe words and feelings, judge the situation, if you can't do these two things, even if you can be an official after stepping on shit, you won't be able to stay long.

The man turned around, it was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, he glanced at the court minister, and just said, "Your Highness asked me to come for one thing. ”

Listening to the words of His Royal Highness, Fu Yin's expression became more and more humble, the Fu Yin of any place in the Great Qi Dynasty would not have such a coward as him, of course, the Fu Yin of any place would not have such a high official rank from the third grade, from the third grade, this is placed in other places, they are all proper ministers, who dares to speak to him like this, but only in the imperial capital.

There are not only His Majesty the Emperor, but also several royal highnesses, and a group of civil and military officials, walking on the street and casually picking them up, maybe you can find several people with official positions.

If you mention a few of these people, there may be a few people he can't afford to mess with.

is like the one in front of him, although he has no official status, as long as there is a highness on his lips, he can't afford to provoke him, let alone say that he is from the third grade, even if he is the third grade.

"Your Highness has something to order, and Your Highness will naturally do his best to do it for His Highness,"

Fu Yin's waist was bent even more, looking like a shrimp.

The man took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, opened his mouth and said, "There are still many mansions on Changping Street that have not been sold, and His Highness has bought them all today." ”

Fu Yin was stunned for a moment, and then said: "No one has come to ask about this mansion for many years, naturally it is here, and the price is not expensive, but I don't know what His Highness bought these for, it can be related to the old things of the year, the palace knows, will it ......"

As the parent official on the bright side of this Xian Mall, although he, the governor of the Beijing Mansion, doesn't know much about the old matter, but at least he knows that it has something to do with the palace, and several princes have been respectful of that place over the years, and today I don't know why this prince has the idea of buying a mansion again?

Could it be that this prince knows something, and buying a house is the first step in the layout?

Fu Yin thought a lot in a short period of time, and it was none of his business, but he could sit in this position for so many years, and naturally he was not the kind of person who didn't know how to hide until the disaster came to him.

"Your Highness has your own considerations, where is your turn to say more, hurry up and let someone sign the contract, and I will go back to pay the errand. ”

Fu Yin sighed slightly in his heart, but he didn't dare to have a sloppy look on his face, even if he summoned someone to come over, he would register the title deeds of those houses.

His Royal Highness the Prince will naturally not be short of money, so there is no difficulty.

The official in charge of the registration was a middle-aged Confucian scholar, and before the handover ceremony, he asked, "I wonder if the name of His Highness is written on this?"

As the owner of the house, it is natural that there will be a registration on the deed.

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Write Gu Ming, as for the hometown, write a person from Xian Mall." ”

Fu Yin stood not far away, thinking that this person named Gu Meng was also the red man in front of His Royal Highness Prince Yu, otherwise why would his name be written.

But then he shook his head imperceptibly, he was a red man at the moment, because everything was too peaceful, if something happened later, it was estimated that he would be the first guy to be pushed out.

An unlucky ghost, but over the years, there have been a lot of unlucky ghosts in the salty mall.

The matter was quickly done, and the middle-aged man picked up the oil-paper umbrella placed in front of the door and stepped into the rain again, leaving only a puddle of water stains.

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The autumn rain did not stop quickly, and to Gu Ming's surprise, only a few hours after he moved into the house, someone handed over the title deed to him, it was not just a house, but all the idle houses on this street.

At the same time, there were many craftsmen who braved the rain, and they entered the vacant houses one after another, and began to repair them in earnest.

Gu Meng stood under the eaves and looked at it for a while, then sighed a little: "Actually, if you think about it carefully, it's good to be an emperor, no matter how bad it is, it's the same with being a powerful person, just with a big wave of your hand, you see, there are many more people here who are willing to do things for him." ”

Ah Sang closed her eyes, listened to these words, thought about it, and found that there was no problem, so she didn't speak.

"But it's not good to be an emperor, one day he will be replaced by someone else, and the dynasty will be replaced. ”

Gu Meng rubbed his head and whispered, "Just like a cultivator, just like Zheshan, it's normal to have ups and downs. ”

Ah Sang said: "Cultivators and ordinary people are the same, they all want to ask for something, ordinary people want to have food and clothing, and after food and clothing, they want to have a surplus, and then power, and what practitioners start to seek is the realm, and the realm is actually lifespan, and they want to live a few more years, and they want to live according to their own ideas." ”

"But it's all based on the word realm. ”

Ah Sang said: "As for you, junior brother, what do you want?"

This was the first time Ahsan had asked a serious question.

Gu Meng looked at his senior sister, was silent for a while, and then said with a smile: "Zheshan Zhongxing is indeed not what I wanted, I just want to live a few more years, marry a few more daughters-in-law, and have a few more daughters." ”

"Why don't you want a son?" Although he knew that Gu Meng was talking nonsense, Ah Sang also asked.

"It's not interesting to have a son, you have to save the family business for him, it's better to have a daughter. ”

Gu Meng laughed, as if he had really encountered something happy.