Jiang Ziya was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, and even asked: "Where does the little brother come from?"

Song Yidao: "Today's marriage with you is exactly to meet thousands of miles and meet marriage." ”

"Today's hour is not good. Jiang Ziya even said that he was a cultivator, how could he marry a wife, so he refused.

Song Yiren said: "Yin and yang are unscrupulous, and auspicious people are in heaven." ”

"Is that the woman?"

"Ma Hong's daughter, talented and beautiful, just worthy of a virtuous brother, is still my sister, a sixty-eight-year-old yellow flower daughter. "Stranger cures wine and Ziya congratulates. After the two of them drank, the stranger said: "You can choose a good day to marry." ”

Jiang Ziya is also a little helpless, after all, Song Yiren's previous words are also very reasonable, 'There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great' Jiang Ziya gritted his teeth, or not, then Song Yiren, when even said: "Brother Cheng takes care of it, how can I forget this virtue." ”

After a few days, choose a good time and an auspicious day to marry Ma. Song Yiren also arranged a banquet and invited neighbors in front of and behind the village, relatives and friends from the four doors to celebrate and welcome relatives. On the other day, Ma's passed the door, and the candles in the cave room were completed, and the husband and wife were achieved.

Jiang Ziya's matter is exactly: the fate of heaven meets not accidentally. There is a poem as evidence: leaving Kunlun to the imperial state, Ziya married a wife today. Sixty-eight-year-old yellow flower girl, rare life has two grooms.

It is said that after Ziya got married, he thought about the things explained by Xiandao or Hongyun all day long, only thinking about the failure of the avenue, and he was unhappy in his heart, and he was in the mood to have fun with Ma's twilight.

Ma didn't know what Ziya was thinking, and only said that Ziya was a useless thing. Two months have passed. Ma Shi asked Ziya and said, "Brother Song is your cousin?"

Ziya smiled: "Brother Song is my righteous brother. ”

"I see. Even if they are their own brothers, there is no feast that will not be dispersed. Now that Brother Song is here, my husband and wife can be at ease, if the other day is not there, how will I deal with you? As the saying goes: 'In the world of life, business is the main thing.' I advise you to do some business in case my husband and wife die. Ma said.

Jiang Ziya thought about Ma's words, and he was right, it would definitely not be a good way to go on like this, and immediately, Jiang Ziya said: "What the good wife said is true. ”

Ma Shi saw that Jiang Ziya was enlightened, and he was a little relieved in his heart, and said, "What kind of physiology will you do?"

Jiang Ziya said: "I learned Taoism in Kunlun at the age of twenty-two, and I don't know any worldly business, I can only make fences. ”

Ma nodded: "It's just this business." In addition, there are bamboos in the back garden, cut some of them, split them, weave them into fences, and sell some money to Chaoge City, both big and small, and all of them are businesses. ”

Jiang Ziya did as he said, split the slivers, made a load of fences, and picked up the song to sell. From morning to noon, it was sold until the end of the year, and it was not possible to sell one. When Ziya saw that it was dark, he had to walk thirty-five miles, and he was hungry again, so he had to run back. One went and went, a total of seventy miles, and Ziya's shoulders were swollen.

When he returned to the door, when Ma looked at it, he went and came. Just as he was about to ask, he saw Jiang Ziya pointing at Ma and saying loudly: "Lady, you are not virtuous." I'm afraid that I'm idle at home, and ask me to sell fences, and Chaoge City must not use fences, how can I sell them for a day, and I can't sell a single one, and my shoulders are swollen?"

Ma hated that iron could not become steel and said: "The fence is a common thing in the world, don't say that you won't sell it, but come to fake grievances!"

Song Yiren heard the quarrel between Ziya and his wife, and hurriedly asked Ziya: "Brother Xian, why are husbands and wives fighting?"

Ziya told me about selling the fence again. Yiren smiled: "Don't say it's you and your husband and wife, there are thirty or twenty people, and I can afford to raise them." Why do you do that?"

Ma Shi said to Song Yiren: "Although my brother has such good intentions, my husband and wife will return in the future, can I be tied to death." ”

When Song Yiren heard this, he knew that Ma's words were also reasonable, so he said: "My brother-in-law's words are the same, why bother to do this business; ”

Ziya cleaned up the basket, and the later life supported and grinded, grinding a load of dry noodles, and Ziya carried it into the court to sell the goods the next day. I walked from all four gates, and I couldn't sell it. The belly was hungry, and the burden was heavy, so he had to go to the south gate, and his shoulders ached. Ziya rested his burden and sat against the city wall, taking a short break.

At this moment, a man and a woman came in the distance, the man was handsome and extraordinary, and the woman looked like a fairy.

These two people are Hongyun and Houtu, came to Jiang Ziya's noodle stall, looking at Jiang Ziya with a sad face, Hongyun was full of smiles, although Jiang Ziya learned a lot of skills from himself, but he did not learn the way of doing business.

And looking at Jiang Ziya's expression, he knew that Jiang Ziya must be having a hard time at home and was counted down by his wife.

Houtu laughed when he saw Hongyun, and even said, "Yun, why are you looking at that person laughing." ”

Hongyun didn't answer Houtu's question, but said, "If you count this person's recent experience, you will know why I am laughing." ”

Although Jiang Ziya is a man of destiny, he is just a monk who does not enter the immortal path, and when he counts it with his fingers, everything is clear, and he even laughs.

Hongyun patted the noodle stall and said, "Jiang Ziya, do you recognize me?"

Jiang Ziya was a little tired at this time, and was about to take a nap, when he suddenly heard someone talking, even if he was overjoyed, he secretly said in his heart: Someone finally came to buy noodles, if you don't come again, you will be scolded by the mother-in-law when you go home.

Looking up, Jiang Ziya quickly knelt down, he naturally recognized Hongyun, and kneeling down was to salute, but Hongyun waved his hand to make Jiang Ziya get up.

"The disciple has fallen to this, but he has embarrassed the teacher. Jiang Ziya said with some embarrassment, his face red.

Hongyun said: "It doesn't matter, everything in the world is experience, and what you get in this life, the poor way allows you to take it to the next life." ”

Jiang Ziya saw that Hongyun was not to blame, and when he was overjoyed, he said, "What do you have to tell the teacher here?"

"This is the wife of the poor road, the queen of the underworld. Hongyun said to Jiang Ziya, and at the same time looked at Houtu and smiled gently.

Houtu suddenly blushed, although he was not married, but Houtu did not have any intention of refusing, nor did he refute it, but he was a little happy, this is a kind of recognition, although Hongyun did not marry himself in his heart, he had already regarded himself as a wife.

When Jiang Ziya heard that it was Hou Tu Niangniang, where could he still be calm, when he was in Kunlun Mountain, he had heard the twelve golden immortals who explained the teachings said that the only person in heaven and earth who stood outside the Heavenly Dao was the Hou Tu Niang Niang of the Netherworld, who controlled the six reincarnations, and was the first existence that could not be provoked.

"Disciple Jiang Shang visited his wife. Jiang Ziya bowed respectfully.