In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Muliu returned to Chang'an with Fang Onion, sent the three little girls to King Xuan's mansion and returned to the mansion. It stands to reason that ordinary people should not have such a large private house, even if Zhang Muliu has the status of a marquis of the Song Kingdom, it is still a little inconsistent.

Long Da said that this house was bought in the hands of Yu Zhenren for three taels of silver, Zhang Muliu didn't ask again, just thought, Yu Mengmeng is so generous, how can he kill him?

This house is not smaller than the Xuan Wangfu, and it has the feeling of a water town garden, just like the highest place in the Fuyun Immortal Inn, the residence of Master Qinghuan.

After returning to the house, Zhang Muliu set up a formation based on not being confused. Bai Lu exerted his natal supernatural power in it, which was the strange array that made people hit the wall several times.

The courtyard is actually quite relaxed, the benches and low benches are arranged in a circle, leaving a position due north for Zhang Muliu, which is a wooden pier. Fang Onion stood behind Zhang Muliu and did not sit down, Zhang Lan was second on the right, and a bench was hung in the first place. It was followed by Long Da, Zhang Hanshu, Xu Xu, Jiang Mohang and Jiang Huang at the left and right ends. On the left side sat the first young man who was rarely transformed, but no pair of horns were exposed, dressed in a cyan brocade robe, and the cuffs were embroidered with flame patterns. followed by Bai Lu in white clothes, then Le Qing who turned into an armored general, and then Liu Gong and Xu Xu.

As for the four monks of the Fellow Path, they sat cross-legged at a great distance.

In fact, Jiang Mohang and Jiang Huang should not participate in this seemingly hasty discussion, but Zhang Muliu has his own little abacus.

Those who have heard my business are my people.

Everyone was quite relaxed, and Zhang Muliu also took off the wine gourd from time to time to drink.

The white-clothed young man smiled and said loudly: "Look, who are we here?" The sword of Zhan Buzhou, the hero of Slender Penny Continent, the man who broke into the Niuhe Zhou sect and still retreated. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Fang Cong and said with a smile: "There is also the second ancestor of Juluzhou." ”

Everyone laughed, but Fang Cong pouted and muttered, "Which pot is not opened." ”

Zhang Muliu raised his hand to the young man, and said with a smile: "This is the young master, everyone must know each other, not a person, but a good buddy of mine who was born and died." ”

Qing Ye said this in his heart, it sounded like a curse.

Zhang Lan and Zhang Hanshu still had promises, even Jiang Huang didn't know the true identity of the young man, and Zhang Muliu didn't specifically mention it.

As he spoke, he pointed to Bai Lu and said with a smile: "This is Xiaobai, as you all know, it is a unicorn beast." ”

After that, he looked at Le Qing and quipped: "This is the most amazing, do you know? ”

Skipping Liu Gong and Xu Promise, Zhang Muliu pointed to Jiang Huang and Jiang Mohang, and only said their names.

The reason why it was skipped was because the two of them should not have been known on such an occasion now. If you want to get to know it, you will also introduce it after the completion of the mountain gate in the future.

Qing Ye sat idle for a long time, and then he couldn't help but speak: "If you have something to say, why are you talking about so much?"

The young man with the hosta nodded, and said softly: "It's a bit sloppy, but there is really no place to go, everyone will take a look at it first, and there will be a serious discussion in the mountains in the future." ”

Zhang Muliu looked at Long Da, who waved his hand to draw a water curtain, and there was a picture inside, which was a radius of hundreds of miles in the north of Tongzhou.

The young man pointed to the water curtain and said, "This is a piece of land that I asked for from Emperor Song, and Xiaoyao Mountain will fall in the middle in the future." At that time, the Song Dynasty will pay for the construction of a city in Fangyuan, and of course, the place will be chosen by us. ”

Zhang Muliu stood up as he spoke, and said in a deep voice: "Although I won't start a sect for the time being, everyone is gathered here, so I have to explain the disadvantages of following me clearly." ”

No one spoke, the needles in the yard could be heard, and even the young man, who couldn't sit still, had no discoloration on his face.

Zhang Muliu said: "My hometown is an extremely peculiar place, and I am anxious to set up a mountain on my own, in order to divert the attention of the enemies in my hometown, so my mountain will definitely be uninterrupted in the future." Speaking of myself, I also have countless enemies, and I can't say many things now, I can only tell you that I don't know who the people who calculate me are, or who they are. The only thing that is certain is that they demolished our hill and raised their hands. And now that the continents and continents know about the slashing, our mountains will always be on the cusp of the storm. All in all, just follow me Zhang Muliu, there will definitely be benefits, but there are more disadvantages. ”

After saying that, he sat down and didn't drink.

Zhang Lan was the first to stand up and said with a smile: "The mountain lord deceived the three of us, and now we can't go back." Whether it's a thief ship or a treasure ship, our family can't get down. ”

Zhang Hanshu stood up and hugged his fists, quite proud, "This girl followed the old guy here, so she didn't plan to leave, anyway, with her back to your mountain, she won't do less, just don't give less money." ”

Standing up like a promise, he said with a smile: "Didn't the mountain lord already promise me to be the shopkeeper of the wine shop?"

Zhang Muliu stood up and clenched his fists in return, "Everyone, please take a seat." ”

After the three of them sat down, Zhang Muliu also sat down.

Long Da didn't get up, and said with a smile: "Anyway, whether it's my Wang Eight Camel Stone Tablet, or serving tea and pouring water for the young master, I'm relying on you." ”

The young man shook his head and smiled, and looked to the left, so that there was no need to say anything about it. And Jiang Mohang and Jiang Huang, these two have to stay at the end.

The young man in white pretended to look from afar, looked at the four monks with blue noses and swollen faces, and said with a smile, "Why don't you introduce yourself?"

The four of them hurriedly got up, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know how to speak.

Today's so-called deliberation was originally an extremely funny thing in their eyes, but who else was there besides the sword cultivator who could fight? Even if you cut down the name of the leader, you can't stand the gang of wretched people under your hands! Look at who they are?

When these four first saw Bai Lu and his party, even if their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, they were still full of sarcasm, because the realm they revealed was just Jin Dan.

It wasn't until Zhang Muliu introduced it that the four iron-headed dragon kings trembled like pins and needles.

At that time, everyone here was talking, and the four of them were also holding a small meeting.

It's nothing more than "I'll go", "Oh my mother!", "Is this going to scare people to death?"

How can you not be afraid?

Not to mention Zhang Lan and the three of them, the most inferior Long Da actually has the realm of the Dao and the four of them. The most fucking scary thing is the words that point out the identity of the white unicorn.

Why? That's a unicorn!

In addition, there is also a pang, which is also an ancient divine beast, and I have only heard it in legends!

What's more, he later understated two names, Jiang Mohang and Jiang Huang.

Jiang Mohang: That's the highest ranking among the younger generation in the whole world, and according to the words of those who wrote the list, this person will definitely go to Mahayana in the future, and it's just a matter of time.

There is also Jiang Huang, who is even more damn ruthless, and the Yuanying realm dared to go to the world alone, although he lost an arm, he still came back alive.

So at this time, the four of them are like students who were punished for copying books but failed to finish copying, and were punished by the master for standing.

Jiang Mohang coughed, and the four of them shivered together.

The tallest middle-aged man hurriedly spoke: "Mountain...... The lord of the mountain, a small channel businessman, is more than 320 years old this year, and he is in the realm of Taoism. ”

Immediately afterwards, a short man stood up and said tremblingly: "Mountain Lord, my name is Shen Jin, three hundred and forty years old, and I am in the realm of the Dao Realm. ”

The third person to speak was the youngest of the four, but the most lethal, "Mountain Lord, in Xia Lulong, two hundred and forty-nine years old, in the realm of the Dao Realm. ”

The last one was a fat man, shaking his body with his hands and feet, "Mountain master, my name is Ma Ming, a native of Luoyang, three hundred years old, and in the realm of Taoism." ”

Zhang Muliu couldn't help but laugh, letting these four people here today is actually to scare them, it seems to work very well.

"The four of you have given the first emperor of Liang Guo a handle in your hands, so you worked hard for Liang Guo, and now you have a handle in my hands. ”

As he spoke, he took out a green jade bracelet and said with a smile: "I will hand over this thing to Zhang Lan for safekeeping, if you want to be free, you can go to him and rob it." ”

Ma Ming was the first to speak, and said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, the mountain lord, we don't have the guts, wherever we practice, we are all cultivating, you are a big tree, as the saying goes, it's good to enjoy the shade with your back against the tree!"

Zhang Muliu shook his head and smiled, and said lightly: "You have to have two people in Jinling all the year round, and you can discuss who goes and who stays." ”

Then he looked at Jiang Huang and Jiang Mohang, and said with a chuckle: "Two young junjie, you have listened to my deliberations today, and you won't say a word?"

Jiang Mohang looked heartless, and didn't seem to care, "Senior brother, who are the two of us? You just give me a deputy mountain master, and I won't shirk it." ”

Zhang Muliu didn't want to deal with him, so he first went to tell him what happened during his trip to Nanshan, and this guy actually said, "It's not good to have such a senior out of thin air?"

Jiang Huang is looking at his nose and nose, not because he is unwilling to pull Zhang Muliu to the mountain, but he can't easily pull him away, so he has to sit on the ground and start the price.

"Brother Zhang, didn't you say earlier that it is up to me to come and go freely? Could it be that now I have to go back on my word?" Jiang Huang said with a smile.

The young man in white rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "I thought about killing my mouth, but I was a little embarrassed." ”

Jiang Huang rolled his eyes, you fucking thought of killing your mouth, are you still embarrassed?

Anyway, this young man who was deceived from Skinny Continent to Shengshenzhou felt that the surname Zhang was getting more and more tricky.

"Then I'll verbally promise a guest first?" Jiang Huang said helplessly.

Zhang Muliu nodded, and said that this is all a verbal promise, and I am not afraid that you will regret it.

In the next discussion, except for the four monks of the United Dao, the rest of the people all spoke, and there were a lot of words.

The first is the position of the hill landing, facing. No one disagrees with this, just sit north and face south. Then there is where the city is built, which is roughly divided into four directions, excluding due south and due west, because one side is Tongzhou County, and the other side is Xingze. The north and west sides became the place of contention.

The main controversy was between Long Da and Zhang Lan, who were divided into two factions.

Longda They prefer to build the city in the west, because it is close to Guqiang, and you can go straight down the Langshui to Shu Kingdom, and then a city is not only a Song country, but also can avoid some unnecessary troubles. Zhang Lan and the others felt that they should be in the north, for one reason, with their backs to the mountain, as if they had a pair of eyes behind them.

There are many more people watching the battle than arguing, in addition to Fang Cong and Liu Gong, there are Jiang Huang, Bai Lu and Qing Ye, and naturally Le Qing with a blue nose and swollen face.

As soon as Zhang Muliu arrived at the house, Le Qing cried and complained about how the young master bullied him.

Zhang Muliu only rolled his eyes, and said helplessly: "Who calls you cheap, a white sister, it's strange if people don't beat you!"

After arguing for more than half an hour, Zhang Muliu took a sip of wine, walked over to stop him, and said that the mountain in the future must have this appearance of saying what they have to say, and the city will be set in the north.

Fang Cong couldn't help rolling his eyes in the back, saying in his heart that you are a duplicitous guy, and he said that he hoped everyone would express their opinions, but in fact, it was not decided by your preferences?

As soon as the words were uttered, the argument ceased, and no one was happy, much less that the suggestion was rejected, and everyone felt that it should be so.

The city is set, tell Zhao Kai tomorrow, just let him start work quickly.

The next thing to talk about is that at least in Jiazi, so that this mountain can live, no one will watch, and even the two unicorns and Le Qing occasionally make a noise.

In fact, no one can do without money, whether it is a monk or a mortal, and it is impossible to do without money.

But the problem is, somebody is a pauper.

Zhang Muliu actually wanted to teach someone alchemy, and selling the pills sporadically in the future was also a way to make money, but now that everyone in the mountains, no one has the talent for alchemy. It doesn't hurt if you don't have talent, you can refine a few inferior pills of Qi refining and foundation building realm, and sell them cheaper, but none of these people have real fire, and if they learn alchemy, they may want to be in the Year of the Monkey.

Zhang Lan already has the momentum of a big housekeeper, not to mention whether he offers advice or not, he first said, "The nuclear boat must not be used lightly." ”

Zhang Muliu agreed that the nuclear boat was a gift from Yu Lianzhou, and it was a bit too much to make money, and besides, the small boat carried people back and forth, and the money earned may not be able to return to the original.

At this time, everyone is a little silent, and it is difficult to make money! It is even more difficult to find a long-term business path.

Zhang Hanshu suddenly said, "We can make a big splash in that city, the monk's inn and the wine shop, why don't we learn to do some business in Jumping River City? ”

Everyone shook their heads, the cliff on the edge of the jumping river city has the effect of gathering yin qi, and the ghost cultivator will not waste the Tao there, but Tongzhou is not.

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "Why does it have to be a ghost cultivator? Do you know the ordinary opera troupe? ”

Zhang Hanshu smiled and gave a thumbs up, saying in his heart that our mountain master is not too stupid.

After Zhang Muliu's words were finalized, at this time, it can be put on the agenda, but it still needs to be carefully polished.

It's just that this alone is not enough, who to support, and how long it will take to hold it?

Fang Cong suddenly said: "If we earn money, we have to earn the currency used by the monks, right? I heard my grandfather say that it will not be long before the monk's currency will be popularized in large quantities, and we can use the mud money and cypress money with a small face value as a necessity for the monk's wine shop and inn, and if we want to stay, we only charge mud money or cypress money. I have traveled all over the four continents and found that most of the people in the practice want to be quiet and elegant, we can go and build a large number of monks' mansions, and rent them for a minimum period of one year, and a spring for a year, which sounds a little more expensive, but as long as we build them in different styles, luxurious places, light and elegant places, all kinds of things are built for him. It should not be too much, only build thirty-six mansions, and then let us celebrities go to live for a while, and we will not be afraid that no one will come. ”

After a long speech, everyone turned to look at the girl with two swords on her back.

Zhang Muliu also turned his head to look, and the other party was impressive!

Damn, empty the money bag to build his thirty-six mansions, the price is different, find Qiu Xuancong and Yue Ran to live for a few days, and then find the sisters who can't be carried to live for a few days, and worry that no one lives? There are many nymphomaniacs in this world, both men and women.

Fang Onion's proposal is really simple and practical, but no one says it. Many things are like this, even if they are around, they have to turn a big corner to see it.

Jiang Mohang sighed and said, "If I had your money-making brain, I would still practice a fart sword." ”

Zhang Muliu cast a tentative look, and just as he was about to speak, the girl said in a deep voice: "Don't think about leaving me alone and leaving!"

The young man smirked, turned his head and began to distribute tasks.

Zhang Lan, Zhang Hanshu and Xu promised to follow Long Da to take the lead in that place, choose a location, and transfer the spirits and creatures in that place first, so as not to hurt their lives when Xiaoyao Mountain falls. Liu Gong is responsible for taking care of the children and waiting for the autumn water to come. Jiang Mohang and Jiang Huang don't care, Bai Lu, Qingye and Le Qing have to follow themselves to walk around the surrounding mountains one by one.

As for the four Hedao, two were selected to go to Jinling, leaving two to go to Luoyang.

Zhang Muliu still has to go to tomorrow's court meeting, after all, a radius of three hundred miles is not something that can be given casually, and Song Guo is not Zhao Kai's hall.

Tomorrow's court meeting, Chen Shucheng will also go.

Zhang Muliu wanted to see what this guy who was hiding his head and tail and thinking he was saving Xiaozhushan had to say when he faced him.

Everyone dispersed, leaving only Zhang Muliu and Fang Onion. This headache is Zhang Muliu's own. It is said that thirty-six monks' mansions will be built if they tighten their belts, but once the small amount of money is spent, it will be found that no amount of money is enough to spend.

There are less than twenty springs left in the Doubing City, and the money bag given by Jiang Mohang, the money in it has to be kept to settle the landscape array, plus the Bai money and mud money in the pocket, and I don't know how many mansions can be built.

The young man in white took a sip of wine and sighed: "Fang Onion, where do you say you can buy the seeds of the cash tree? ”

The girl rolled her eyes, and said in her heart that this guy really wanted to go crazy. She handed the little purse and pouted, "I could lend you a hundred springs, but you have to promise me that you will take me with you when you leave, and I will not be alone when you return." ”

Zhang Muliu shook his head and said, "I really can't guarantee this, it's not a big problem to keep you all bearded and full tail." I really can't do it, I will lend you 100 springs, and when I return to my hometown next time, I will pay you back 150 coins. ”

The girl had a smile on her face.

Fang Cong thought in his heart, the black-hearted swordsman has taken me for so long, thank you or something It's too cheesy, and when I come back next time, I will help him earn a lot of money, the money is not smelly, and it is not bad.

............

Emperor Song was diligent in government, and there was a court meeting as soon as he waited, except for February, almost six times a month in the early court. The end of the month and the beginning of the month are two consecutive days of pilgrimage.

It's winter now, and the last dynasty is a little late, but before dawn, a group of ministers have already gathered outside the palace gate.

The emperor can come late, but he can't be a courtier.

In ancient times, the court meeting actually had a seat, and the minister was sitting. But then it slowly became standing, even kneeling. It is said that at the Yue State Meeting, the ministers are not allowed to look up at the monarch, they are not allowed to get up, except for those who exempt the emperor from kneeling.

Song Guo is better, some of the older or those who are not in good health will be given seats, and the rest of them will stand.

The matter being discussed in front of the palace gate is nothing more than the matter of the fiefdom of the sword candidate, and the military generals of Wenchen did not tear each other down this time, and they all disagreed with Zhao Kai's reward for this sword candidate.

The reason is simple, but it leaves people speechless.

"That Muliu was only sealed because of the relationship between King Xuan, but now he wants to give him such a large piece of land, why?

The Liang State was extremely tight-lipped about the fact that King Xiaoyao was a sword immortal, so the ministers of the Song State didn't know who their sword was was.

The sky was bright, and a eunuch shouted with a duck in his voice, the palace door was wide open, and a group of ministers walked in front and back, and after going to the main hall, it took more than half an hour before Zhao Kai slowly walked in from behind.

After the mountain call, there will be a eunuch who will say, "If there is something to play, there is nothing to retreat." ”

Tongping Zhangshi Li Shansi, who was the first civil official, took the lead in walking out and got straight to the point, "The minister has the book to play, the sword is not worthy, the fief is too hasty, I hope Your Majesty will think twice." ”

As soon as the words fell, half of the civil officials walked out and seconded the proposal.

Zhao Kai shook his head and smiled, turned his head to look at the general, and asked Huo Ying, the general of the Zhenguo State in front of him, "What does the general think?"

Huo Ying, the general with white hair and beard, stepped out and said loudly: "The minister seconded the proposal." ”

Zhao Kai from the high seat shook his head and said with a smile: "Do you know why Zhang Muliu was crowned a marquis in the Song Kingdom, but Liang was crowned a king? But the little emperor of Liang handed over all the famous mountains and Daze in Liang to him. ”

The ministers were silent, in fact, what they were thinking in their hearts was nothing more than one sentence, "Emperor Liang is young, and there is nothing more to do." ”

Zhao Kai sneered and said: "Then let you see, why Jianhou is the king of Liang State, and the famous mountains and Daze are all under his control." ”

A white rainbow came from the sky, all the way over the palace wall, and went straight to Daming Palace.

The ministers turned their heads to look, and Bai Hong fell to the front of the hall, and there was a young man dressed in white, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist and a hosta pinned to his head, carrying a sword to the palace.

The civil and military ministers were dumbfounded, especially a young man in a red official uniform at the end of the civil official, who looked directly at Zhang Muliu, and was reluctant to turn his gaze back for a long time.

Zhang Muliu naturally saw him, smiled slightly, walked to the front, hugged his fists and said, "Zhang Muliu has seen Your Majesty." ”

There was also an old man with gray hair, not far in front of Tanhualang, who was also looking at Zhang Muliu with dead eyes. It's just that no one pays attention to him.

Everyone was so shocked by this sword immortal that they didn't dare to say anything more, only the head of civil and military affairs, each stepped out one step and said in unison:

"Why don't you kneel?"

Zhao Kai smiled: "Don't kneel." ”

Li Shan Temple and Huo Ying had to return and no longer speak. The emperor is determined to reward the sword.

The emperor couldn't stop smiling when he saw Zhang Muliu, although he had greeted him in advance and asked him to be more high-profile, but he didn't expect this kid to be so high-profile, and he came directly to the sword.

There is not much objection to the fiefdom, after all, a sword immortal is already very good to be able to climb the high branches of others, isn't it just a piece of wasteland?

Zhao Kai smiled: "Does Li Xiang have anything else to say to the general?"

Li Shansi stepped out, shook his head and said, "The minister just thinks that Jian Hou really has no merit to my Liang Kingdom. ”

Huo Ying also came out and hugged his fists and said, "Even if Jian Hou is a monk, how can such a big place be useless?"

The emperor looked at Zhang Muliu, who smiled slightly, hugged his fists towards Li Shansi and Huo Ying respectively, and said indifferently: "Two adults, rest assured, there may be very little I can do above the court, Tongzhou Fangyuan, I Zhang Muliu is safe." ”

The two of them had nothing to say.

Zhao Kai pointed at Chen Shucheng and asked with a smile, "I heard that you and Chen Zhu's envoy are fellow villagers?"

Zhang Muliu preemptively said: "It's a fellow villager, and after going down to the court, I will talk to Lord Chen." ”

The old man who was on the verge of defection could only smile bitterly at the moment. No wonder Babaili urgently summoned himself back to Chang'an, and it turned out that he was giving himself away as a gift.

The emperor gave Zhang Muliu a seat, above the civil and military ministers, and below the emperor.

"Isn't there a shortage of waiters in the Ministry of Industry? Do you have any recommendations?" Zhang Muliu finished his work, and naturally there were important things to discuss, and the position of the waiter in the Ministry of Industry was the second thing in today's court meeting.

Everyone had a recommendation, but after a circle, Zhao Kai still asked Zhang Muliu who was the candidate.

Ignoring the frowning eyes of the ministers, Zhang Muliu said indifferently, I heard that Tanhualang has not yet performed his duties, wouldn't it be a waste of talent if he didn't use it?

Zhao Kai shouted Song Fengxin, and Tanhualang hurriedly stepped out and bowed forward.

"I heard that your ancestral home is in Liang, Hongdu Xinwu, and after the death of Chu, Liang was newly placed as Fengxin County?" said the emperor with a smile.

Song Fengxin hurriedly replied: "The minister is indeed an ancestor in Xinwu, but he settled in Taicheng a hundred years ago. My father wanted to go back and see it when he was alive, but he couldn't make it, so he changed the name of the minister to Fengxin, hoping that I could go back and see it in my lifetime. ”

Zhao Kai nodded and asked, "That Song Tiangong is also from Xinwu, and his surname is Song, do you have anything to do with each other?"

Song Fengxin replied: "It is the ancestor of my clan." ”

The emperor laughed and said that after the heavenly work, wouldn't the waiter of the Ministry of Work be determined by heaven?

The vacant position was decided, and no one dared to say anything.

This Emperor Song, who doesn't want to be an emperor, is diligent and loves the people, and it is also true that he has changed his face like a flip book. Talking and laughing with you at one moment, maybe the next moment I will take your head.

At the end of the court meeting, the emperor named Song Fengxin as the squire of the Ministry of Works, and was fully responsible for the construction of the new city of Jianhou's fiefdom.

Chen Shucheng continued to lead the post of envoy of the Xiao Qiu Mansion, and if he was not summoned, he was strictly forbidden to return to Chang'an.

When he went down, Zhao Kai gave Zhang Muliu a thumbs up, not caring about the looks of the ministers at all.

Today's events will soon spread throughout the Song Kingdom. But Zhang Muliu is not afraid, in a few years, he will be lifted to the sky, and then fall down, who cares about the publicity of this small court.

Out of the main hall, Song Fengxin trotted all the way to catch up with Zhang Muliu, and was about to kneel. The young man in white hurriedly helped him up, and said helplessly: "They are all members of the third grade, is it okay to kneel down at every turn?"

Song Fengxin smiled and bowed deeply with his fists, "At the end of the season, he said that he wanted to set up an immortal tablet for Hou Ye, but I stopped him, and the old people said that living people don't set up immortal tablets." But Song still has to thank Hou Ye, if it weren't for Hou Ye the night before, he would have taken away the demon Dao at the end of the season, I really don't know if I can still live. ”

Zhang Muliu patted the young man who had jumped from Tanhualang to the Ministry of Works, and said with a smile: "You kid dares to run to Jifu at the moment of life and death, you deserve my thumbs up." That girl is a good girl, and she will be fine in the future. ”

After speaking, he left directly, and Song Fengxin bowed deeply again.

............

The house in the south is brightly lit tonight, and the three little girls come back from King Xuan's mansion, one wants to see her father, and the other wants to see her brother.

Zhang muttered early, "I said that my mother brought us here, why didn't my mother come?"

Zhang Muliu had no choice but to say: "In a few days, your mother will return to her hometown with your father for the first time, don't you dress up pretty?"

The little girl pouted and said, "My mother is already very beautiful." ”

Mo Miaomiao has grown a little taller now, and when she came, the young master carried her back to Mengjin. Qing Ye asked at that time, do you want to go to Onozawa to have a look with Lei Ze? The little girl in the light blue dress just shook her head and said that she didn't want to go yet.

In fact, whether it is the size or age, the demon Ling is older, but the ghost king in the pink skirt always feels that Mo Miaomiao is older than himself.

Mo Miao muttered, "Can I go back to Hongdu?" I heard that Peng Zebian is going to open a new White Deer Cave Academy, and I want to go there. ”

Zhang Muliu nodded, and said Yes, as long as Miao Miao is willing to study, I can send you to Jinling Academy.

The little girl in the light blue dress smiled slightly, and immediately wrinkled her face again, "Brother, are you still leaving? Will there be more little girls around you next time you return to your hometown?"

Demon Ling felt the same way, and said that the master of the meal was too good at picking up little girls, no, there were big girls.

This lotus root incarnated as the "Great Ghost King" who became a human again, and he didn't interject at this time, let alone rush to the side of the rice master.

She felt that Mo Miaomiao and Zhang had known the master of the meal earlier than herself, so the master of the meal had to hurt them more than herself, otherwise she would not agree to the Demon Ling Ghost King.

Zhang Muliu stretched out his arm to hold down Demon Ling's head, and said with a smile: "How long has it been since I saw you, Demon Ling seems to have grown taller?"

The little girl in the pink skirt ran to hug Zhang Muliu's legs, raised her hand and gestured, and then grinned: "It's so much a tall nail!"

............

Late at night, the old moon is like a hook.

An old man with gray hair walked into the house, glanced left and right, and sneered: "I really didn't expect that you, a straw bale, could be in the same situation today." ”

This envoy has always called Zhang Muliu a straw bag.

The young man in white smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "You Chen Shucheng are not from Xiaozhushan. ”

Chen Shucheng clasped his hands on his sleeves and squinted his eyes and said, "Wang, Chen, Bao, Zeng." These four surnames were not originally from Xiaozhushan. ”

Once upon a long time, the Three Religions had not yet taken place, and there were no eighteen layers of hell underground.

At that time, there was an island overseas, which was in charge of the rituals of heaven and earth.

There is a mountain, four wells, and two surnames on the land, which is the rule of heaven and earth.

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In an ethereal fairyland, two men who look at their young age sit in a small pavilion, each holding a black and white child. Next to it is a huge picture scroll, in which is a courtyard, and there is a young man in white with a hosta on his head sitting on a wooden pier, and several people on both sides.

The young man with the sunspot sneered, "It's like a family." ”