In the fifteenth year of Shuoxing, on the night of Lidong, the first snow of winter suddenly ushered in, and the town tavern. "I've sent you" Zhao Jiu took out a book from his arms and threw it to Zhou Zhengqing, not so much a book, not even a title, the tattered paper was pieced together. Zhou Zhengqing had to take it, and he and this good brother who had just married Jin Lan were going their separate ways in the blink of an eye: "Don't you even have a ceremony to bow down?"

Zhao Jiu didn't look back, and stepped out. Zhou Zhengqing looked at the first snowstorm of the year, the little brother who is now in front of the pastry shop picked up the wine jug on his waist and poured a big sip, it was a gift from Zhou Zhengqing, a violent cough came, and the wine jug hung back on his waist, like singing, with a few words of scolding: "Damn, it's dry thunder and no rain." Zhao Jiu complained twice, folded his hands on his sleeves, and walked away.

Zhou Zheng cleared the tavern, returned to the back room, lit the fire, and lit candles, reading is not a bad thing.

In the pastry shop, the old lady and Jin Yi lit the oil lamp, counting the pastry money and rewards sent by Zhangfu to the shop today, and the copper coins went from the table to the old lady's dark red wooden box that had been painted for some years. This is the old lady who married into the Zhao family and put the dowry jewelry in the box, and now the jewelry has been replaced by this shop, and the box is filled with copper coins and broken silver: "Jin Yi, don't look at Xiao Jiu'er's monkey spirit now, this kid can't even wipe his butt when he was a child, and I followed his ass every day and wiped his ass for the real thing."

He still has two slugs on his face every day, and he likes to lie on my lap, hold my arm, and rub my snot all over my body. The old lady kept smiling on her face: "At that time, whoever set the table and feast, I took him there, when I was a child, Xiao Jiu'er was lazy, he loved to eat shrimp, but he didn't do it, just wait for me to feed him to his mouth."

Why didn't I see that this kid was reading material before, and in a blink of an eye, he was taken to study by the official master, and he didn't go far, so he thought about it tightly, he didn't go during the day, but he had to go out on this snowy night, and he didn't know if it was good to go!" The old lady's eyes were a little red, counting the copper coins with one hand, wiping her tears with the other hand, and the wrinkles on her face were listless. Jin Yi took the copper coin in the old lady's hand, counted it and put it in the old box, closed the lid, and put it on the table: "My old lady, what's sad, your eldest grandson goes out to study, glorify his ancestors, and he has to take you to enjoy happiness after studying for a few years and being famous."

Moreover, in a few days, Xiao Zhengqing will also leave, and they will have someone to take care of at that time. Mr. Han is a good reader, and he said that he would help take care of it, so you can rest assured. He helped the old lady back to the house to rest, stood for a long time in the snow outside the door, listened to no more movement inside, and turned back to the room. At this moment, the door was closed, and Jin Yi lit the candle and sharpened the pen. The mind is erratic, and they all say that the monarch of the Ming Dynasty is full of courage, and in the end he is a chess piece at the mercy of others. Zhao Jiu, a little bastard, took the initiative to take action, entered the game openly, did he really think he was chic?

The husband is more watching, the voice is slow, the snow is falling, and the vast white.

The sky is bright, Zhou Zhengqing is as good as ever, he gets up on the fifth watch, raises the fire, a bowl of porridge and side dishes, and flips the book on the table. It's not a sage's words or a classic work, but the Ming spy report, and the jade plate handed over by Yu Rang is the No. 2 plate of the Great Tomorrow Youshen Armor, and there is no main function at present, there is only one task, look. Every day, Zhou Zhengqing will receive a lot of internal and external spy reports from the Ming Dynasty after the analysis of the Japanese Wandering God Evolution Division, and along the spy context, detailed spy reports on related people, things, and things are readily available.

Since taking over the tattered book in his little brother's hand, every night, Zhou Zhengqing only feels that he is busy during the day and at night, as long as he closes his eyes at night, it is like dancing outside the gods.

Think about when I was a child, I and the two sisters and brothers, studying together in Mr. Han, Brother Xiao Jiu always hid a bronze mirror in his left sleeve, shrunk his right hand in his sleeve, took a comb, and when Mr. turned his back to him, he raised his left hand to look in the mirror, and combed his hair with his right hand, otherwise he would pinch his face, rub his eyes, and mutter: "Better looking than that girl"

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it is the end of the year, and Zhou Zhengqing and Jin Yi bought New Year's goods early. It's just that this year's New Year's Eve is destined to be one less teenager, since the mother left, Zhou Zhengqing cleaned the house in advance every Chinese New Year's Eve, and then went to the pastry shop to keep the New Year, eat a meat dumpling, put a small mouth tin pot on the table full of fruit wine, four seven-dollar cups in a large bowl with hot water, one cup per person, a picture for a long time. The young man who is out of tune will noisily have another drink, saying that he hasn't tasted it yet, the girl will blush slightly after drinking, and Zhou Zhengqing will also blush, I don't know if he is drunk or drunk girl. Then the old lady who would never lose her temper and was gentle like an unmarried woman sat in the first place, and the three teenagers kowtowed to the New Year, and each of them had a red envelope.

Zhou Zhengqing, as in previous years, simply sprinkled and swept the court, put melon seeds and dried fruits on the table, and then went to the pastry shop to help paste the Spring Festival couplets, Zhou Zhengqing's own shop is not pasted, more than two years ago, for the teenager, the world's top gentle mother died of illness, inheriting the old ceremony, and the Spring Festival couplets could not be pasted within three years. Between midnight and noon, remove the old couplets and replace them with new ones, praying for the gods to see the blessings. In the past two years, this lonely young man, from the thirtieth day of the lunar month to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, will spend the lively New Year in the pastry shop every day, and the old lady and sister and brother of the pastry shop never treat him as an outsider, so that Zhou Zhengqing, who had just lost a home, found another home in this pastry shop.

The girl who had just been separated from her brother was still the same as before, in a hurry, and came to the door early. "Do you want to learn the skills he left you?"

There is one less prodigal boy behind the girl, after all, the younger brother who has been bullying for ten years went out all of a sudden, and the sister is still a little melancholy.

Zhou Zhengqing was a little surprised, he flipped through the book of Brother Xiaojiu's parting gifts, the pictures and texts were readily available, it seemed to be broken, but it was actually leaky. Every day when I dream by myself, the exercises flow through the meridians on their own. Since I watched the Ming spy report, I was still a little weak at the beginning, which was not easy, but at this time, I thought about it again, and it was already working as expected.

"Do you think that little bastard just leaves you with a full heavenly court? You have this way, even if someone supports you, someone will definitely intercept and kill you halfway, and it is still unknown how many groups of people are going to come to ask for your life, once you are negligent, you will miss a case, and you will really be slaughtered?"

Zhou Zhengqing observed the Ming spy report for more than a month. Since the emergence of the national teacher, the Ming court began to formulate a new law, integrating the immortal sect and the princes of each party, and implementing the law of the immortal and the immortal for the first time in the world.

The immortal sect is high on the day of its formation, and now the emperor on the dragon seat of the Daming temple hall, waved his hand and sent troops, so that the immortal sect bowed his head and called the minister, the knife of the imperial power pressed on how many immortal heads, and there were not a few people who rose up to resist, without exception, the heads were cut off, or hung in their own mountain gates, or were destroyed to build a Beijing view. The Ming Dynasty is really an enemy on all sides now, and there are countless people who want to cut off the head of the Ming Emperor, both inside and outside the Ming Dynasty.

Zhou Zhengqing is the king of Yinwang of the Ming Dynasty, a well-informed person, after the young man who made a hasty move left the country, the specific situation cannot be known, but the news of his Zhou Zhengqing's identity as the king of Yinqing cannot be completely blocked. Emperor Ming found his younger brother King Yin, nothing more than to cultivate as a prince, inherit the unification in the future, and continue to pull these immortal sects down the towering clouds and bow down.

The Ming Emperor was only twenty-five, ascended the throne at an early age, assisted by the national teacher to deter the dynasty, launched a national war at the age of seventeen, fought on two fronts, and destroyed the two countries. It's a pity that the old disease left by the change of Renxu has long dragged his body down, even if countless heavenly and earthly treasures nourish the body, it is also a lack of skills, there is little life left, and there are no children under the knees. There are even more behemoths falling on each other. That rebellion, to put it bluntly, was not the intervention of some existence.

So Zhou Zhengqing understands his situation very well, if he is really born and raised in a small town, and then marries a wife and has children, or gets a fame in the exam, and lives a small life where idlers only worry about copper plates, life and death are simple. But he has never belonged here, even if he likes it, there will always be a monster crawling out of the depths of his memory to catch him, Zhou Zhengqing has known since he was a child that he can't die, let alone dare to die.

Before Zhou Zhengqing could speak, he was interrupted by Jin Yi: "What he left you is the path you should take, but he doesn't want you to go, so he never told you this, but you don't seem to have many choices, but I can give you one more chance to choose." The girl Jin Yi who came to the tavern was rarely serious, just staring at Zhou Zhengqing's eyes.

"Sister Jin Yi, don't come to this set, if you can choose a good one, don't be bad, don't hide it." Zhou Zhengqing looked flattering, for fear that his sister Jinyi would be greedy for his own benefits. Jin Yi, who had been in the house for a long time, was a little annoyed that he didn't come, and he was surrounded by this kind of bastard with a surprisingly good temper, and he was indifferent even if he knew that he was calculated. Rolled his eyes: "Starting tomorrow night, prepare a barrel of hot water, the good days are over, you have to choose such a path!"

The night of the thirties is never quiet, the sound of crackling firecrackers resounded in this place called Yi'an Town, and several large families even set off fireworks with various festive patterns. In the pastry shop, as in previous years, Zhou Zhengqing, Miss Jinyi and the gentle old woman drank fruit wine together, the girl's face was still slightly red, and Zhou Zhengqing stared at the girl on the chair and the dishes on the table in a daze. Kowtow to the old lady for the New Year, and then receive a red envelope, everything is as usual. It's just that there is one less teenager who drinks the same heroic fruit wine and clamos for another glass.

There was a copy of the red envelope, and the old lady specially instructed: "I can't wait for this little rabbit cub to come back and say that I am biased, and keep it for him, and leave a jar of fruit wine, how can he study in two or three years before he can go home, and then he will be an adult, let him drink a few more sips of fruit wine, and the province will quarrel with me for wine every year." Zhou Zhengqing didn't say anything when he said it, but he was afraid of being angry with the old lady, "Before my little brother went out, he didn't pack the sorghum wine in my tavern, and the wine jug was a little bigger, and he used some magic powers in his hands, okay, it was full of three jars of wine." "If the old lady knew, she would have to let Sister Jinyi pull off her little brother's ears and wrap them into dumplings.

Keeping the New Year is an old ceremony, with a long history, and large families generally enter the table from the time of the lamp and eat until late at night. Ordinary people also light up their homes, and red lanterns are hung high. The lively scene of children not sleeping, and the vigil and joy of each other were vividly displayed on this night.

At this time, Zhao Jiu, who was countless miles away, slowly got up from a big rock on a cliff, looked to the east, and then knelt down and kowtowed, muttering in his mouth: "Old lady, I can't drink that cup of fruit wine, you have to leave me a red envelope." Then the young man got up and sat back on the big stone, and sighed with some emotion: "The family should not lie down, and the lovesickness has to dream." "Take off the flask from your waist and take a big sip.

In the cold winter of Layue, a young man lay flat among the cliff stones, with a belt of wine jug hanging on one hand, closing his eyes, letting the snowflakes cover him, and letting the cold wind rage. Regardless of it, I don't know if I was drunk or asleep. The spout of the flask is slanted downward, and the lid is never closed, just like a flask, hanging from the strap of the flask, and is left to the wind. On such a day, when the wine jug is out of wine, it is better to fall asleep and drink in a dream, so as to be less sorrowful.

Chinese New Year's Eve has passed, and on the first day of the new year, Zhou Zheng got up early in the morning, cleaned up, and then went door-to-door to say hello, and had lunch and dinner at the pastry shop. For others, the night is the end of the day, but Zhou Zhengqing's night has just begun.

In the tavern, "The old lady is asleep, I came out quietly, hurry up." Jin Yi casually opened the kraft paper bag in his hand, poured all kinds of medicinal stone powders into the wooden barrel one by one: "Take off your clothes and go in by yourself." Zhou Zhengqing was a little embarrassed, glanced at Jin Yi, and then looked out of the door, meaning that you don't go out yet!

But his sister Jinyi sat on the stool, and she didn't mean to go out at all: "You really think that you are taking a bath, and you have become a rare master in the sky and the earth? I have to take care of you all the time, and mobilize your aura to help stimulate your body. What so much nonsense".

Zhou Zhengqing turned around, took off his clothes with an embarrassed face, Jin Yi stood up, circled around Zhou Zhengqing, his face was expressionless, he became serious, reached out and patted Zhou Zhengqing's shoulder, his eyes suddenly narrowed into a slit, and he moved his eyebrows: "Xiao Zhengqing, you have a good figure." Zhou Zhengqing's face was full of black lines, and he slipped into the barrel with a smoke, and buried his head in the water together.

Jin Yi took out the jade pendant the size of the baby's palm from his arms, connected the aura of heaven and earth, pinched the trick with his right hand, and the jade pendant slowly flew to the top of Zhou Zhengqing's wooden barrel, and his left hand wiped it under his left ear, and then, a delicately carved golden ring appeared, flying out from under Jin Yi's ear, and instantly changed from small to large, encompassing the entire room, isolated from the world. Only then did the jade pendant begin to release all kinds of brilliance, Jin Yi sat cross-legged in the air, pinched the trick with both hands and did not move, converged all kinds of brilliance, and turned into silk threads of different thicknesses and lengths, which entered directly from the pores and acupoints of Zhou Zhengqing's body.

The seven-trick silk thread, the most peculiar, is originally a strand, the cliff Zhou Zhengqing's head is top, Jin Yi closes his eyes, and his heart pulls, and a stream of waiting for an opportunity to swoop from the Baihui acupoint, straight into the head like a cow hair steel needle The silk thread is detained, and the cocoon is divided into seven different strands of thinner silk thread, so that the cow hair steel needle that was originally hanging on Zhou Zhengqing's head slowly rotates and separates from the top of the head three inches away, and turns into seven strands of obediently into the seven orifices. Jin Yi closed his eyes but spoke, there was no sound in the room, the voice flowed directly into Zhou Zhengqing's mind with the flow of his heart, don't hold your breath, Shake Xianpei will protect you, open your mouth and breathe, let the medicine go straight into your heart, I will isolate part of your pain. Jin Yi gathered his strength. silently muttered: "From now on, our lives are in your hands." Then this fiery girl cleared up her distracting thoughts, recited the meditation mantra, and once again used her mental strength to transmit it to Zhou Zhengqing's mind: "Wisdom is clear and the mind is peaceful, and the three souls are forever ............ without loss."

Zhou Zhengqing heard Jin Yi's voice at the moment when the various silk threads entered the acupuncture points of the surrounding body, and he spoke directly, allowing the water to carry the medicinal power into the viscera, and there was no pain. The orderly rhythm of the aura in the wooden barrel is the girl with the jade girl shaking the fairy pendant and the jade earring with the gold ring forcibly suppressing the aura restlessness with her mental strength, and driving the aura to unify the rhythm, like a fairy stroking the qin. Not only the aura rhythm in the barrel, but also in the whole room, the points that are also controlled are exactly the same, and the consumption in the barrel and the replenishment outside the barrel complement each other. And at this time, the amount of filament aura injected into Zhou Zhengqing's body, the sequence, the length of nourishment time, the type of aura, and the flow route of the aura were different, but there was nothing wrong with it, and it was orderly.

After a stick of incense, fine beads of sweat began to appear on Jin Yi's head,

Zhou Zhengqing began to feel a slight pain, and couldn't help but follow Jin Yi and silently recite the meditation mantra. The pain is slightly lessened, but gradually clearer.

Half an hour later, the severe pain had made Zhou Zhengqing unable to recite the meditation mantra smoothly, his body could not move, even if the pain was unbearable, he could only really endure it silently. He could clearly feel the pain as if his whole body was cracking, including his own skull, as if he had been skinned and cramped alive, and his bones were dug out for marrow. Zhou Zhengqing forcibly recited the meditation mantra silently, not seeking to relieve the pain, only this way to make Zhou Zhengqing feel that he was still alive, and the pleasant voice flowed with his heart, resounding in Zhou Zhengqing's mind. The girl who sat in the air and opened the door for Zhou Zhengqing with her mental strength to find the way, had reached the time when she was 'unable to do her best'.

If it weren't for Zhao Jiu's early use of some means, Miss Jinyi at this time would not have worked so hard.

Jin Yi reluctantly parted a trace of effort to send it to the lower part of the right ear, and then a gold ring with the same style as before appeared under the right ear, and the gold ring disappeared when it appeared, and then a golden villain appeared above Jin Yi's head, which was seven points similar to Zhao Jiu, but it was very handsome, with an indescribable temperament. This inconspicuous and leaky golden-winged girl has frequent means, and the jade girl shakes the fairy pendant and the jade earring with a golden ring, which is not small. The little golden man looked at the surrounding environment, summoned a small stream of aura, wiped it on the forehead of the girl who was sitting in the air, took away the beads of sweat, and then turned into a drop of colorless rain, which dripped on the tip of the girl's nose and disappeared in an instant. There is a thin sapling in the heart of Jinyi, the leaves are a little yellow, but the weather is changeable, suddenly the sky rains, the heart can be replenished, the sapling takes root in the depths, and grows slowly.

At this time, most of the medicinal power had been absorbed, and the most dangerous moment began, Zhou Zhengqing began to roar, and his whole body began to spasm uncontrollably. Jin Yi was more cautious, predicting in advance the position of each muscle after a slight movement, and then keeping the silk thread relatively static with the whole body. Zhou Zhengqing's consciousness was already blurred, and only the instinct of a beast remained, and the meditation spell could only help him use his last will to control his body and not make greater movements. Zhou Zhengqing trembled, he told himself over and over again, I have to live, the girl who helped him with all her might has pinned her life on him Zhou Zhengqing, and the hatred brought to him by the Renxu Rebellion, and the hope that Mr. Han pinned on himself, and Zhao Jiu's brother who wanted to 'kick him out', whether it was for himself, the teacher, the brother, or the girl, he had to live. The aura washed over Zhou Zhengqing's body little by little, and the usual time was fleeting, but at this time, the lack seemed so long.

Finally, the medicinal power was exhausted, Zhou Zhengqing's body gradually changed from pain to a crispy and numb feeling, his body no longer spasmed, and the low roar began to disappear. Jin Yi began to tear off the silk thread step by step, even if the mental energy was huge, at this time he was still very careful, removed the shake immortal pendant, Jin Yi recalled it casually, sat on the chair, did not use a teacup, and poured water into his mouth with the teapot handle. After drinking to his heart's content, he stood up again, wiped the sweat beads from his forehead with his right sleeve, and then tilted his neck, and glanced at the young man who had crawled out of the bucket after the waste of his strength, wrapped in clothes, and fell asleep on the ground.

Zhou Zhengqing opened his left eye and looked at the room carefully, and found that there was no one, trembling and holding the wooden barrel to stand up, as if the soil was buried in his neck, and limped towards the unreachable bed: "Alas, I knew that I would have put the wooden barrel next to the bed, Sister Jinyi, I didn't know how to help me, and when I was on the ground, it really hurt."