"Is this the letter from my son?"

A middle-aged man who was slightly fat, holding an open letter, asked Hu Yunniang, who was standing with his hands down, below.

Hu Yunniang lowered her head with her hands, and although her voice was soft, she was very resolute: "Back to the old master, this letter is written about the main bus generation, and I ask the old lord to cooperate." Although Yun Niang didn't know what was written in the letter, it was always for the good of our Chen Mountain City. Before leaving, the lord said this to me. ”

Hu Yunniang raised her head and looked directly at the middle-aged man, "If the Chen family wants to jump up another step, the things in this letter must be done." Therefore, all the people in the Chen family, this time, must listen to the lord's words. Those who can't turn their minds around, the lord also said, he will twist those people's heads off. ”

Hu Yunniang said it simply, but the middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

"You're talking light. Now the whole family is staring at the water. Everyone has heard about the things he has done in the past year on Lianyun Peak, and they all regard it as the accumulation of virtue by their ancestors, which is the blessing of our Chen family. He was able to get in touch with the little fairy of the Xie family this time, and he was able to open a mansion and build a government, can you and I hide from those people in the family?"

"I can't hide it, and I don't have to hide it. ”

"Heh, you Hu Yunniang is favored by my son, and you have become a retainer, and you jumped into the sky with one foot, and you naturally speak so lightly. But as long as you don't climb into that bed, you don't do anything like that, you don't give me a grandchild, you can be honest with me. ”

"Yes. ”

Hu Yunniang lowered her eyebrows lightly, very deferential, and did not resist a word, but made the middle-aged man lose his temper. He shook his hand indiscriminately and said in a little tantrum: "This time, why did you only give me five retainers and ten samurai quotas? How can I do this? Doesn't he know that there is a lot of pressure on me in the family? Last month, three city lords of the mountain city came to the door for the matter of marriage. ”

Hu Yunniang looked at the middle-aged man in front of her, and felt a slight sadness in her heart.

The troubles that the middle-aged man would make, the words he would say, and the choices he would make had all been calculated by the fourteen-year-old boy when he left Cloud City. Compared with the little lord he chose, standing in Cloud City looking down at the mountains and rivers but not moved at all, casually talking about his plan but it was like playing a game, the man in front of him was really too mediocre. Hu Yunniang felt that if it weren't for Chen Guanshui sitting in Lian Yunfeng's position as the much-anticipated senior brother, so that everyone had something to look forward to and didn't dare to move, if Chen Guanshui's position was replaced by an ordinary third-generation disciple, maybe this mountain city would not have the kind of peace and wealth he just saw.

Outside, at the bottom of the valley, the fields are full of busy farmers, some small villages also appear in the corners, the roads are full of merchants driving horse-drawn carriages, and the watchtowers of the mountain passes stand quietly. The civilian area at the foot of the mountain castle has tripled in size in the past year, and there are many more merchants. The samurai and soldiers in the mountain castle have been replaced with new armor, and there are traces of repair in many places, and there are many decorations in the castle lord's watchtower where it is now. Many people crowded here, just like those feudal nobles crowded at the foot of Lianyun Peak, waiting for those ethereal gossip rumors that made their blood boil.

Oh, I see.

Hu Yunniang understood.

So she gently clicked a piece of window paper: "The old lord, the lord and the Xie family's Baoqin sister have become acquainted, and the Baoqin girl will also open a mansion in the future." At that time, the lord may let her recruit some people from our Chen family. You know, many people in Shancheng would rather be the dog of the Xie family than kneel in front of my lord and swear allegiance. Compared to that time, these people are more satisfied. ”

"I see, you said it earlier. The middle-aged man slapped his forehead, "I know how to do it." Yun Niang, you go to Cai Niang's place to have a look, remember to go back and bring something to my son. Cai Niang made a few sets of clothes for him, and some food, bring them all. ”

The middle-aged man didn't care about it, it was just a trivial matter, but Hu Yunniang remembered it in her heart. The little lord of his own family has been inhumane since he went to Lianyun Peak, and he has almost severed his relationship with the Chen family's mountain city, and even the middle-aged man just now, his father, has very few letters. Even if there is a letter, it is a business matter, or an equal transaction, Ding is Ding, Mao is Mao. The little lord always has a feeling for his biological mother, and there is always something special to send over. Three months ago, when she gave birth to her second child, that daughter, he sealed a particularly large red envelope and sent it over.

Suddenly there was a boiling outside, cold water was poured into the hot oil pan, a large group of people exploded the nest, and there was constant roaring, some insulting, some drawing swords, and some fighting. Hu Yunniang was quietly thinking about that little man, what was she doing now?

With his remaining five retainers and ten samurai quotas, he exchanged the things that the various mountain cities around Dongbo Mountain had collected from the black fog on Dongbo Mountain in the past twenty-five years. At the foot of the hill where Cloud City is located, a special ceremony is held to accept those who have contributed the most. There are only seven days, and only seven days are given. Whoever can make a decision in seven days, and who can rush to the foot of Cloud City in seven days, will get a place.

It's a very calculating method.

But Hu Yunniang also smiled. Having such a smart lord is also a good thing for oneself as a retainer. Anyway, I just need to listen to the little man's words and do it, even if it is really to dedicate myself, what's the big deal.

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"Senior brother, you're so powerful. ”

Thanks to the compliments, as long as you wipe the saliva off.

The place where we are now is the lowest floor of Cloud City, located at the end of Cloud City. The cabin is large, 500 meters long, 500 meters wide, and hundreds of meters high, with dense jungle, colorful flowers, strange fruit trees, and a thousand strange natural wild animals. I remember that Cloud City seemed to be only a hundred meters long, and the distance from the outside of the door behind me to the bow of the ship was about seventy meters, so it should be thirty meters left.

Then I laughed.

This world is already the world of cultivation, and the axioms of science in the previous world are no longer applicable in this world. It's just that I've been nurtured by the scientific logic of that world for forty-five years, and many theories have penetrated into the bone marrow, so I always make stupid mistakes from time to time in this world.

Fortunately, I have a strong golden finger to smash the three views of the past little by little, and establish the three views of the world little by little.

For example, this space now.

There are two ways to say this. One is to draw a three-dimensional space circle on the wall of the original cabin, and then expand the space inside to look like this. But I believe it's another way. That is, we just pushed open the door, and in fact, we walked into a spatial magic weapon that was independent of Cloud City.

But anyway, this space gives me a very special feeling. I can feel that the spiritual root in my body is a little sprouting, and I can also feel that there is a very special aura in this space.

So I caught a very special animal and experimented with my idea.

A wine monkey, and an adult wine monkey, has turned silvery-white with the fur on its back. It is a strange monster beast that I have read about in books, and it likes to eat fruits, and it can eat hundreds of catties at a time. But its body is only the size of an ordinary macaque, and it is only fifteen catties to die. Where did all that fruit go?

It's all hidden in a very special stomach pouch, where it is fermented and matured into a wine with a rich aroma.

There is a great demon king who keeps it in captivity, acts as a wine slave, and forces it to eat all kinds of strange fruits to brew special flavors of wine.

There are human monks who hunt it and take off its stomach pouch, which is the natural space storage bag.

There are also human monks who keep it in captivity, but not only for its wine, but also for its meat.

What I'm doing now is killing monkeys, taking wine, and taking meat.

Strangely, the best way to cook this monkey meat is to marinate it with the sour and smelly residue left over from the wine in its stomach pouch. After three hours, it rinses it with its own brewed wine and roasts it directly on the fire, which is a superb delicacy--- wine roasted monkey.

The aroma kills, and then I watched unsurprisingly as a few Jindan Jurchens flashed out of the air with a bang.

"The little guy is good. I've been raising this ghost monkey for seven or eight years, and I've killed it dozens of times, but I haven't cooked it once. I didn't expect you to do it so well the first time, tell me, do you have any tricks?"

Sure enough, the people on it are above, the more shameless they are. I sit down and eat, pinch the bones and gnaw on them, not humble at all, and I still have the idea of my own cooking secrets.

Who are these people?