Chapter Ninety-Four: Talking Business
had a meal in the small courtyard by the river, and after she fell asleep, Zhang Muliu left.
The old woman used to lose too much energy, and it was difficult to raise it back, but now she is just waiting for her body to be unable to stand it.
But the food on that table was extremely rich, the fish in the Yunxi River, and the meat that Zhong Shouju brought. Zhang Muliu, who didn't like to eat meat, now he has eaten a mouthful of oil.
The old woman grabbed Zhang Muliu and asked some parents in a row, such as why do you have a favorite girl?
Zhang Muliu could only answer truthfully with a smile, saying that his daughter-in-law had it, and he had a daughter-in-law.
When the old woman heard this, she was very happy, from the bottom of her heart.
At night, Zhang Muliu asked about Xi Xuan's cultivation, and the woman was a little ashamed, but Zhong Shouju smirked on the side and said: "Xi Xuan took in an apprentice from Lan Hua's seniors, and soon attracted qi into his body. It's just that she said that the cultivation method left by Lan Hua's predecessors is too obscure and difficult to understand, so that until now, she has not stepped into the foundation building realm. β
Zhang Muliu shook his head with a smile and said, "What's so embarrassing to say? You don't think your speed is slow, right? But since you have already entered the mountain, I can't comment on it anymore, I can only tell you that on the road of cultivation, cultivate me first." β
When he left, Zhang Muliu joked: "Next time you come back, get a Zhong Xiaoxi out?"
Xixuan's face was flushed, Zhong Shouju scratched his head and smirked and said Okay, he will work hard.
Zhang Muliu turned into a bamboo row, and the two stepped on the bamboo row and went straight down the river to the river.
The young man in white shook his head with a smile and muttered, "Last year, I was swimming against the current, and there was a quirky little girl beside me. This year, it is down the river to the east, and there is a little witch by his side. β
Fang Cong sat on a square stool, holding his face with both hands, and did not refute Zhang Muliu for the first time, but said to himself: "There are a lot of stories on the road, have you seen a lot of sad things? Will there be a lot of heart-warming things?"
Zhang Muliu took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "There are half of the good things and half of the bad things, there are all of them." β
In fact, the girl is still thinking about the man who married at night, and she always feels that her heart is not good, but she is helpless. What she thinks is the most sad thing is actually what Zhang Muliu said, "If you can't leave, you can't do it." β
So on this night when the moon was full again, there was a girl in a dark green dress looking up at the moon on a bamboo row. On one side is a turbulent river, and there is a young man drinking.
Fang Cong asked, "Are there a lot of things that you can't help yourself?"
Zhang Muliu took a sip of wine and sighed: "You talk so much, can you help me?"
The girl suddenly fell silent, and kept rolling her eyes at the young man.
This year, the water was much calmer, and when the sky was bright, the two of them went to the river with the waves, and suddenly the speed was much faster.
Fang Cong no longer sits, but learned from the white-clothed young man in front of him to stand upright on a bamboo row, and the girl said in her heart that it would be better if he carried a sword on his back at this time?
Suddenly, I came to a canyon, and the water was even faster. Zhang Muliu smiled and said, "Stand firm." After that, he suddenly stepped on the bamboo row, shaking the bamboo row into the air, and then leaned forward, and a piece of turquoise bamboo row slid down from mid-air.
Fang Cong was so happy that he leaned forward as the young man leaned forward, roaring in his mouth, like the cry of an ape. Again and again it flew up and down until it was out of the canyon.
Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "My hometown is a mountain village, and I was not a monk when I was a child. At that time, my favorite was the sword and the legendary light power floating on the water. I've heard people say that if you put a weight on your leg and run a few miles a day until you don't feel anything on your leg, you can float on the water. β
Fang Cong asked, "Then did you succeed in the end?"
The young man shook his head and said with a smile: "I didn't learn to float on the water, but I learned to swim in the water." β
The girl laughed, pointed at Zhang Muliu and said how stupid!
Zhang Muliu shook his head and said lightly: "Wait a minute, what are you going to do when Longda comes?"
Long Da was actually not in Baiyue, but was sent to Jinling City by Zhang Muliu, and estimated that this guy would arrive soon in a nuclear boat.
This year, the downstream water is relatively gentle, and most of the boats on the river are large families, stopping the boat on the calm water, or making tea or wine, and there will be women accompanying them anyway.
At this time, Zhang Muliu stepped on the bamboo row and went down, the two of them were one end and the other, and they didn't even get a penny, but the bamboo row was impartial.
The people around the river all looked sideways, and they all exclaimed: "Dressed in white, it is really an immortal." β
Fang Cong pouted and muttered: "Didn't you say that you want to be low-key? Where is the low-key? Now you're famous, right?"
The young man laughed and did not speak, and the more high-profile was still to come.
A huge ferry boat broke the waves, and from afar I saw Long Da waving non-stop. Standing beside him was a young man, holding a folding fan and showing a graceful demeanor.
The nuclear boat was still a hundred zhang away, Zhang Muliu lifted the square onion, tapped his toes on the water, and flew onto the nuclear boat in an instant after a few clicks, with one hand behind him, and said with a smile:
"Is it eye-catching?"
Long smiled and walked over, saying in his heart that it was Uncle Ben's turn to appear, but just as he was about to say something heartfelt, he was choked by Zhang Muliu: "You shut up." β
This strange beast who had stripped the shell of a turtle looked bitter, and he insisted on leaning over and saying, "Young master, although you are wise and powerful, you have to listen to a few words of what we say about these little ones, and your words are contrary to your ears!"
Zhang Muliu only said a word to get out, and then looked at Xiao Pan.
The Young Emperor smiled and said, "If Edgeworth is on the ship, it will definitely be even more eye-catching." β
The young man in white stretched out his hand and knocked on the emperor's brain, stood beside Fang Onion, and said with a smile: "Don't think that if you become the emperor, I won't dare to beat you." β
The girl looked surprised, circled around Xiao Pan several times, rubbed her chin with her fingers, and wondered: "Where does this look like an emperor? Oh no, anyone surnamed Zhang can be crowned king, and it is not so scary to have a little kid who becomes an emperor." β
Xiao Pan cast a puzzled look, and Zhang Muliu said that Fang Cong was his own anonymous disciple.
The pleasure boats on the river are all some second ancestors, and when they saw such a big boat occupying the river, they had already scolded non-stop, but the big boat suddenly made a loud noise, and Yang Fan was not seen, and the boat was like a giant beast pulling and galloping, splashing countless waves, and galloping towards the lower reaches of the river, and no one dared to chew his tongue again.
Zhang Muliu waved his hand to open the nuclear boat array, and then lay on the railing as before, poured a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Do you really plan to send me that happy land?"
Xiao Pan shook his head, ripped off the jade pendant from his waist, and cast a spell slightly, and a long mountain range was suspended in his hand.
"This is what I begged from my mother, and I sold it to Brother Zhang, not to give it away. β
Zhang Muliu rolled his eyes and said impatiently: "You don't seem to know that I'm a poor bastard, can I afford this?"
The girl on the side had already made a gesture to inquire, but she just glared back at the young man in white.
What is the financial strength of the Fang family in Juluzhou? It is equivalent to half of the Jiang family in Zhanbuzhou. And for this Fang onion, who has been held in his hands since he was a child, it is not a matter of money. The money in the purse that was confiscated by Zhang Muliu, Zhang Muliu calculated that he couldn't save half of it in a year without eating, drinking, and killing demons in the border city.
The young emperor smiled strangely, took out a pot of wine from his cuffs, and walked to Zhang Muliu's side with a hippie smile. At this time, Xiao Pan still has the prestige of Emperor Liang, he is just a young man who wants to bargain with his brother.
Xiao Pan helped Zhang Muliu press his shoulder, and asked, "I don't spend a penny, but Brother Zhang's mountain head wants to have a contract with my Liang country." Within a thousand years, the name of your mountain must take action when he sees that my Liang country is in trouble. β
Zhang Muliu took another sip of wine, glanced at Xiao Pan with slanted eyes, and said with an angry smile: "When the emperor is stupid, where is there such a good thing to go." At most, I am myself, and I will protect you Liang Kingdom for a thousand years, and ......"
Before he finished speaking, the Young Emperor clapped his hands violently, "Deal!"
The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, bastard dare to calculate me?
Xiao Pan continued: "And what?"
Zhang Muliu rolled his eyes, "And ah! I won't be in Shengshenzhou for nearly twenty years." β
The young emperor smiled: "Don't worry about it, it's just twenty years, it's okay." β
Zhang Muliu suddenly asked: "You have to hide the fact that you are a monk, at least until you abdicate before you can show yourself as a monk." β
Xiao Pan nodded, he also knew that there would be no one to tolerate the next monk emperor.
The two of them were chatting here, and Fang Cong was apologizing to Long Da over there.
The girl said softly: "I was ignorant before, and you were so seriously injured. Don't worry, if you can't find a daughter-in-law in the future, I'll buy you one!"
Long Dazhi wanted to cover his face, and said in his heart that the young master had taken this girl by his side for so long, and it didn't have any effect?
He didn't really blame Fang Onion too much, from beginning to end, this dragonfish without tortoise shells only felt that he had reached a catastrophe. It's just that the previous dislike of the other party's onion is not fake.
The dragon laughed and said, "A person like me can snatch a life back from you, if it is the next one, you will definitely die." So you must not do this again, you know?"
Fang Cong held back for a long time, but still couldn't help but say: "Do you all like to be so reasonable?" I can listen to what he says, but I can't listen to what you say. β
Zhang Muliu interjected and asked, "Why? Does the truth have to come out of whose mouth?"
Fang Cong said stubbornly: "Divide." β
The young man in white sighed, because it was too much to ask.
The truth has never changed, but it has become a reasonable person and a reasonable person.
A beautiful woman walked out of the cabin, and even if she was plain clothes, it was difficult to hide the wealth on her body.
Empress Lu looked at Zhang Muliu with complicated eyes, but still shouted Mr. Zhang.
Zhang Muliu returned the salute with a fist and said lightly: "Zhang Muliu has seen the Queen Mother. β
The beautiful woman beckoned a few people to the tea table, took out a bag of tea leaves from her cuff, and began to make tea with the water on the nuclear boat.
Lu Hou asked with a smile: "Mr. Zhang is a good drinker, I guess he doesn't like tea." β
Zhang Muliu replied: "I also drink it, but I don't pay attention to it." β
After all, when you drink tea in your hometown, which tea can not have a few handfuls of ash in it?
Long Da and Xiao Pan sat on both sides, while Fang Cong sat cross-legged on the deck.
The once powerful Empress Dowager went out of Jinling in her clothes today, also to discuss business with Zhang Muliu.
This Empress Lu handed tea to everyone, and then said with a smile: "Zhang Gongzi and the mourning family are actually quite fateful, and my name that has not been mentioned for several years also has a wooden character. β
Zhang Muliu drank the tea and said softly: "The Queen Mother can just say whatever she wants." I don't like scheming by nature, and I don't understand it very well. β
The young man's words can be described as prickly, but the queen mother was stunned to hold back the anger in her heart, and instead said with a smile: "The mourning family has always felt that the reward given by the emperor is too selective, why don't you build a new palace in Jinling?"
The two of them spoke as if an elder was talking to a junior, and those who didn't know thought they were relatives.
Xiao Pan can't say a word, he knows the temper of the two, and interjecting is looking for scolding. It's just that the little emperor still thinks that Zhang Muliu has a better chance of winning.
Long Da's face was as usual, but he kept cursing in his heart, "What kind of bullshit is boiled, and the queen mother of a country! It's better for my young master to cook it in a brazier." β
Zhang Muliu hit the tea table with his fingers alternately, and said with a smile: "Queen Mother, this boat is mine." β
Empress Lu filled the teacup for Zhang Muliu, also with a smile on his face, and said slowly: "The mountain is still mine." β
The young man didn't drink the tea this time, sighed and said, "If the descendants of the Lu family don't become traitors, I won't embarrass them, and I believe Xiao Pan won't either." β
The young emperor sighed, and said in his heart, Brother Zhang, you are not kind! You two are talking about something, what are you doing by tearing me off?
But the words burned here, and he could only say: "Before I abdicate, I will crown Beishan Bo as the king of Beishan, and I will be hereditary." But there will be a rule in the secret, not to ask the descendants of the Lu family to do good, but only to ask them not to harm others, but if there is anything out of the ordinary, Brother Zhang and I will go to clean up the portal. β
Xiao Pan had already thought about it, and after Jiazi, he would abdicate, and then ask for the title of Dharma protector on Zhang Muliu's mountain, wouldn't it be beautiful?
Empress Lu closed her mouth and said nothing, she was already very satisfied with this result. She is not a monk, relying on a thing left by the emperor to restrain a few monks of the Tao, and those people are already quite dissatisfied with her, once she dies, the Lu clan that she has worked hard to manage will be destroyed.
Zhang Muliu smiled and said: "In exchange, the Queen Mother won't think that she can be such an empty glove white wolf, right? In addition to your worries, you also have to remove the worries of the little emperor!"
The Young Emperor rolled his eyes.
Brother Zhang, don't take advantage of me! What's wrong with the little emperor? It's not my fault that he's young!
The young queen mother smiled bitterly, took off her wrist bracelet, shook her head and said: "It's okay to take it, it saves me from being scared day by day, and I always feel that when I wake up, I will cut off my arm and body." β
Zhang Muliu got up suddenly, stretched out his hand towards Fang Onion, the girl instantly understood, took off her back and handed it to the young man.
The Empress Lu frowned and asked, "What else?"
Zhang Muliu ignored her, turned his head to look at Xiao Pan, and said with an angry smile: "Good boy, are you calculating your brother?"
The Young Emperor scratched his head and said with a sneer: "Only this once, not for example." β
Only then did the sword-wielding young man say to Empress Lu: "The little emperor is saving you." β
As he spoke, he waved his hand to withdraw the large array, and slashed into the sky with a sword.
Many tourists here all looked up, because a sword light started from the big ship, and in an instant, it reached the sky, as if it was about to tear a big hole in the sky and ask the immortals for swords.
A deep voice came from above, and the man shouted angrily, "Who stopped me?"
Zhang Muliu stood on the deck, his sword in both hands, and said lightly:
"Zhang Muliu. β
I saw a white robed throwing out a silver long sword, leaving the ferry on tiptoe, taking a few steps to catch up with the long sword, and the sword went straight to the sky.
Fang Cong was still sitting cross-legged, tilting his head to look at the sky, and muttered: "I've seen so many times pretending to be a grandson, but this time I finally don't pretend." β
As soon as the four of Yunhai heard Zhang Muliu's words, they fled frantically, but a dark red sword light swept by, forcing them back to their original places.
Seeing that a white-clothed sword had arrived, one of the four people smiled bitterly and sighed: "Didn't you say that King Xiaoyao is against that little girl?
Leng Buding's palm-sized flying sword swept over, marking a scar on the corner of the mouth of the man who had just spoken. The man immediately clenched his fists and shouted, "Zhang Jianxian, I was wrong!"
Nanshan just swept back.
The four of them have different thoughts, but they have the same sentence, "Damn, Zhang Chop is really not called for nothing." Is Lao Tzu's realm of harmony papier-mΓ’chΓ©?
Zhang Muliu stood still, held You Fang in his hand, and jumped on the clouds, as if he was afraid that the clouds would not be able to support his own hundred catties.
Seeing that his feet were stable, the young man took off the wine gourd and drank it, and muttered in his mouth: "Hey, hey, I'm scared to death! The four Merge Dao realms are waiting for me here, and I'm just a distraction sword cultivator." β
The corners of the four people's mouths twitched, and their hearts said What about deceiving ghosts? Distraction Sword Cultivation can take the Danzhou Xing clan to a nest? You Zhang Chop saw Zhan Bu Zhou from Shengshen Continent, and cut all the way back from Zhan Bu Continent, if you are a distraction realm, you can still live?
Zhang Muliu took out the bracelet and said with a smile: "Don't believe it, don't believe it, how about we talk about a business?"
Everyone below saw that the magic in the sky was gorgeous, thunder and flame, and after a while, it suddenly stopped, but there was a huge picture of a swimming fish in the sky, and the fish were black and white.
After a short while, the young man in white instantly returned to the nuclear boat, poured a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "It's done!"
............
When they arrived in Liyang, the little emperor and the queen mother got off the boat, saying that they were going to the ancestral land of the Lu family.
Zhang Muliu sighed: "The emperor's travel is majestic! Look at this, although there are no seventy-two daughters-in-law in the three palaces and six courtyards, the pomp and circumstance are really big enough. β
Long Da immediately leaned to the side, shook his head and sighed: "Vulgar, vulgar is unbearable! Like my young master, stepping on a bamboo raft down the river, wearing a sword immortal atmosphere, this is pomp and circumstance." β
Fang Cong turned her back to You Fang, she didn't want to deal with this sycophant at all. Always say that the words are contrary to the ear, which sentence do you not want to pat the horse's ass, and slap it on the horse's hooves?
It's just that the girl is a little puzzled, why did this guy make such a big noise just now? Let many people know that the King of Liang is actually a sword immortal, it doesn't seem to be any good, and he will have to change his name when he goes out in the future.
Finally couldn't hold back, Fang Cong still asked.
As a result, Zhang Muliu just smiled and said, "Don't say it." β
At that time, the four monks of Hedao were beaten above the sea of clouds with blue noses and swollen faces, and since then, there have been four more gatekeepers on their own hills, commonly known as the four gatehouses.
The bracelet is in my hand, what if you don't want to?
In fact, after listening to Zhang Muliu say this, Fang Cong felt that those four people were definitely not bad. Because even he can endure to break back little by little, she doesn't think that there are people in the world who are worse than herself.
On the third day of the ninth lunar month, the girl actually sneaked out and bought a small pot of wine, a very small wine gourd. Late at night, he walked with her on the other side of the lake, Fang Onion sat on the other side of the lake with a wine jug, poured a drop of wine in the palm of his hand, and still didn't drink it after licking it.
Fang Cong actually thought, obviously it was me who had been with him all the time, why was her daughter-in-law?
But when you think about it, there is only one answer.
He likes her.
Later, Grandpa Chen said that he wanted to take him away, and she had the intention of throwing away the inside, but when she looked at the guy in white clothes and with a hosta on his head, she didn't want to leave. I don't know why, Fang Cong is afraid that if he leaves Zhang Muliu, he will be the annoying Fang Cong again.
Before you know it, your mind wanders, and once you wander, your thoughts will only fly farther and farther. It seems that the easiest thing for her to do is to think about it, and it can only be to think about it.
A slender hand clasped the girl's head, the man was gentle, and asked with a smile, "What do you want?"
The girl looked up at the young man with the hosta on his head, and was silent.
The dragon in the distance shook his head and muttered: "There are few willows blowing on the branches, and the end of the world is ......."
There were still five words that could not be pronounced, and the young girls shouted in unison:
"Shut up!"
Long Da had no choice but to turn his head and open his mouth silently, "Where is there no fragrant grass?"
Someone kicked it off the nuclear boat, causing a huge splash.
Fang Cong smirked, "It's good that you won't get old." β
Zhang Muliu could only smile slightly and asked, "Do you really worship me as a teacher?"
The girl shook her head desperately.
Zhang Muliu took a sip of wine, suddenly laughed, and said, "Don't secretly make shoes, your hands are full of needles, what are you trying to do?"
Fang Cong snorted, "You care about me!" β
When they arrived in Jinling, before they entered the city, Zhang Lan and Jiang Mohang waited on the riverside.
As soon as the Zhan Buzhou sword saw Zhang Muliu, he asked, "How is it?
Zhang Muliu stretched out his hand, and there was a continuous mountain peak hovering in the palm of his hand, and the highest peak had a waterfall of several zhang.
Zhang Muliu said lightly: "If it weren't for this waterfall, I really wouldn't have wanted it." β
Zhang Lan walked over and said with a smile: "The mountain lord finally has a mountain." β
But Zhang Muliu was a little helpless, the mountain is there, where should we put the mountain?
Shaking his head, Zhang Muliu asked, "What about Yushan?"
Jiang Mohang glanced at Fang Onion, and then looked at Zhang Muliu with a strange expression. He asked, "What's the matter with this little girl?
Zhang Muliu said to himself: "I don't know if my Nanshan can cross continents to find the twilight mountain, can I find Sister Yuyi?"
Kenko-sama immediately closed his mouth.
The young man with a hosta sneered, "Tell me this, as if you are not afraid of your daughter-in-law." β
Zhang Lan said with a smile: "Mr. Qiao waited for the mountain lord for ten years, and the mountain lord had not arrived for a long time, so he went to Xingze first, and when he said that, he would return to his hometown together." β
Zhang Muliu nodded, everything in the world, where can it be perfect? I only hope that when Xiaozhushan is wrapped in white velvet this year, the wanderers can return to their hometowns.
When the time comes, we will drink a meal, and when the time comes, we will give the old master a pillar of incense.