Chapter 85: The Old Man and the Story (I)
Qingzhou City Changping Fang Hualiu Lane, is a very remote location, the house is extremely dilapidated alley, living here are the lowest level of peddlers and pawns, half of the people can't even eat, bare-bottomed half-grown children abound.
There are some articles about the name of Flower Willow Lane. It is said that in the early years, a group of elderly women in Qinglou could no longer do things with others, and they themselves could not find a home, so they gathered here to live.
Most of the women in the Qinglou have a hard life, either they are children from poor families who live without money and are sold, or they are married to the eunuchs who are convicted by the law, but the hardships do not mean that they are virtuous and ingenious.
However, these people are long gone, and now they are serving mud legs, and they can't afford to pay a price, and they won't pay a high price for them, so their lives are becoming more and more difficult, and they basically die of poverty, which can be described as desolate.
In any case, because of their existence, this alley is called the Lane of Broken Flowers and Willows, referred to as Flower Willow Lane.
Mu Ge'er was born in Hualiu Lane since he was a child, his father is a mason, and his skills are generally lame, and his mother's eyes are not good, and the light is slightly weaker to see things clearly, so the family is poor. But he was born innocent and is a serious good family.
Brother Mu has been learning crafts from his father since he was a child, although he is young but very sensible, not to mention hard-working, he is quite intelligent, although he is not yet sixteen years old, he is already an important labor force in the family.
Mu Ge'er's father is very pleased with this, hoping that the other party can inherit his mantle and carry forward the ancestral craftsmanship, now the world is good, there are many people who repair houses and build houses, and the mason does not worry about food and clothing, if he works hard, maybe he can please a good mother-in-law.
The original father's idea was also Mu Ge'er's idea. When he was a child, he had the ambition to become the best mason in Changpingfang and even Qingzhou City, and he has been moving towards this goal. If the goal is achieved, it is not a problem to be fed and clothed, and maybe there will be some surplus money.
In Hualiu Lane, there are only a handful of people who have surplus wealth, and they are all "prominent" people who walk on the road with straight waists and only look at their neighbors from the corner of their eyes, who is not envious?
Those families are also the objects that adults use to motivate their disobedient children when they educate them - of course, sometimes, they are also an excuse to take advantage of their children when life is not going well.
Among the younger generation in Hualiu Lane, Mu Geer is a benchmark figure, and he has been praised by the neighbors.
But things have changed since two years ago, when a down-and-out young man moved into Willow Lane.
The other party lives next door to Brother Mu'er, and he has never been seen working on weekdays, and he spends his days drinking every day. Raunchy, in the eyes of the people of Hualiu Lane, it is simply the biggest sin in the world.
Not to mention the peddlers and pawns, even the people who steal chickens and dogs, as long as they are not working, will keep themselves clean and tidy. It seems that for those of them who have nothing, making their faces clean and their clothes and hair neat is the final bottom line and dignity of being a human being.
Although the dirt in their fingernails cannot be washed off for many years.
"This guy must have unclean hands and feet, I've never seen him work, but he still has money to drink, you have to stay away from him, don't be spoiled by him, life is not like this!"
It's a pity that Brother Mu didn't listen to his mother's words.
In his spare time, Brother Mu often walks around the house of the down-and-out Hakka, staying for an hour or two. Not to go
Eating and drinking, he didn't look down on this guy at first, and sometimes he bumped into it, and he didn't go to say hello to the other party.
But once, when he came home late from work, he was stopped by several ruffians on the way, who forced him to a street corner and punched and kicked him, and almost robbed him of his newly received wages. At that time, the down-and-out man who was missing his left arm went home from a drink and passed by the mouth of the alley.
Brother Mu was in a hurry and shouted for help.
He didn't really have any hope for the down-and-out, and he could only instinctively shout, but the other party stopped and looked over to him. The long hair that was scattered covered his eyes, his back was not straight, and his clothes were even more cross-body.
But in those few ruffians who are vicious, let the other party get out of here quickly, otherwise when he looks good, the down-and-out guest holding the wine jar moved.
After a long time, Mu Ge'er still can't forget the scene at that time.
Under the last rays of the sunset, the beggar-like drunkard with broken arms stepped out in one step, and he went from the mouth of the alley to the middle of the alley, and his movements were as fast as a ghost. The ruffians who beat Brother Mu until their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, and before they could react, they screamed and flew out one after another.
The dumbfounded Mu Ge'er didn't see clearly how the downtrod man made a move, he only remembered that after the local ruffians fell to the ground heavily, the downtrodden's shoulder-dropping messy hair and floating back clothes set off the other party like an immortal.
The down-and-out guest didn't talk to Brother Mu'er, nor did he stay, after the fight, he turned around and left with his head still drooping, as if he didn't want to face the world.
"This is a monk!" Mu Ge'er, who realized this, immediately jumped up from the ground.
For a mason living in Hualiu Lane, the monk is an existence above the clouds, which can be seen from afar, but it is unattainable, and there is a difference between the two clouds and mud, and there will be no intersection.
And now, his neighbor turned out to be a monk! Mu Ge'er had never felt that he was so close to the monk, that he was within reach.
Since then, Mu Ge'er has nothing to do and runs to the down-and-out Hakka's house, even if the other party is not far away to take care of him, he doesn't care, often asks questions around the other party, and sometimes saves his own food money to buy wine for the other party.
Facts have proved that a person who will help each other when he sees injustices is not really cold-blooded, even if the down-and-out guest is extremely reluctant to communicate with others, with the unremitting efforts of Mu Ge'er, he finally became friends with the other party.
In this regard, Mu Ge'er's parents were naturally heartbroken, feeling that their child was going to be taken badly, and countless harsh drinks ordered him not to go next door again, Mu Ge'er had no choice but to tell the truth that the other party was a monk, saying that he might be able to become a monk.
"Okay, you stinky boy, you've learned to lie!"
The father was so angry that his eyes widened, he picked up the broom and began to chase after Brother Mu all over the house, "What kind of character is a monk? That's a high god! According to what you said, the other party is still a Qi cultivator, do you know how many rank officials a Qi cultivator can be? Such a big man, with fine clothes and fine food, glory and wealth, can he be a drunkard?"
"You bastard boy, you really ate the heart of a bear and a leopard, you dare to say such nonsense to fool me, explain quickly, are you stealing chickens and dogs with the other party? See if I don't kill you!"
Brother Mu was beaten up and down.
But he didn't change his original intention, and still secretly went to mess with the down-and-out.
As a result, he was beaten more often.
"Uncle Feiyang, your name is so strange, how can anyone have the surname Fei?"
Below, Mu Ge'er and the down-and-out sat on the broken wall, and the latter drank in front of the full moon.
"How many times have I told you, don't call me uncle. I'm still young...... Forget it, whatever you like. Yang Fei wiped the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were blurred under the messy hair, "As for why it's called Feiyang, everyone calls it that, you just need to call it." Or, whatever you want to call it. ”
Under Mu Ge'er's repeated begging, Yang Fei agreed to teach the other party some cultivation things, "The cultivation method cannot be leaked without authorization, but I can teach you some body refining methods and let you lay the foundation."
"Now that Qingzhou has opened a cultivation academy, it will soon be time to recruit new students, if you really want to become a monk, just take the exam when the time comes. But the academy only recruits good families, are you good families?"
"Of course I'm a good family!"
Mu Ge'er jumped off the wall excitedly, "That cultivation academy, what kind of existence exists? Who opened the cultivation sect? I heard that these cultivation sects are very strict in recruiting disciples, and they also need to provide a lot of money, you also know the situation in my family, where can I afford it?"
Yang Fei smiled, "Qingzhou Cultivation Academy is a cultivation academy opened by the imperial court, and it can be regarded as a branch of the famous Chang'an Cultivation Academy. As long as you can pass the exam, you can enter the academy to practice, not only do you not have to pay money, but the academy will also take care of your food and lodging.
"If you are successful in cultivation and rank among the best, the academy will also be rewarded with money. And if you can become a Qi cultivator, you will be able to have an official status, and you will be able to receive the imperial court from now on! At that time, you will not have to be a mason. ”
These words made Mu Ge'er's heart flutter, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't believe it: "Can I really enter the academy to practice?
Yang Fei understands Mu Ge'er's psychology, he is just a mason in Hualiu Lane, and the biggest hope in his life is to marry a good daughter-in-law and have surplus wealth in his family. Now that he learned that he had the opportunity to change his fate, become a fairy-like monk, and be an official, he naturally couldn't believe it for a while.
Yang Fei took a big sip of wine and said lightly: "As long as you can pass the exam." I've seen your qualifications, although you're not a stunning person, but you're still a lot better than the average person, and it's still possible to enter the academy. ”
Mu Ge'er was so happy that he danced with his hands, punched and kicked his legs for a while, and finally calmed down a little.
"Uncle Feiyang, who are you? Are you a Qi cultivator? It stands to reason that you should also be an official of the imperial court, how can you stoop to Hualiu Lane and be with us now?" Brother Mu was still precocious after all, and quickly thought of this series of questions.
An extremely deep look of pain flashed in Yang Fei's eyes.
He used to be a chariot and horse shop in Qingzhou, because he met Li Ye, who had just arrived in Qingzhou and served as the envoy of the Pinglu Festival in his early years, and his life became different from then on. When Li Ye summoned the Jianghu monks for his own use, he successfully joined the Tsing Yi Yamen through layers of screening.
In the carriage and horse shop, Yang Fei is the monk with the best qualifications, but when he enters the Tsing Yi Yamen, he is not known to everyone, and he is even at the middle and lower level, and he has no hope of practicing qi in his life. But even so, because of his clever temperament and bravery, Yang Fei also made some meritorious deeds and had the official body of the fifth grade.
Just when Yang Fei was about to return to his hometown and marry the little junior sister of the carriage and horse shop, the world's attack on the Tang Dynasty broke out, and he also entered Youzhou to fight. In a battle, he was already at the third level of Qi training, but he was seriously injured by a Khitan monk and broke an arm, not to mention, his cultivation even fell back to the first layer of Qi training.