Chapter 1 Preface

Lao Xu, Xu Sanye, Xu Gengtian.

Lao Xu is not old, but the tired body and bones have long abandoned the actual age for dozens of streets, and the belly of the abalone ginseng wings every day can't make up for the increasingly sickly pale complexion and the body that is weak to the bone marrow.

Old Xu Chou, he is approaching the year of the Mandate of Heaven, and he always thinks about the day when he stretches his legs and returns to the arms of the King of the Earth, how can he have an old face to see the ancestors and ancestors......

He Xu Sanye, the richest man in Donghai County, can staggered with the king of Donghai County, talk about wine, eat meat, and talk about women.

Huh!

Life is unsatisfactory, seven or eight times out of ten, and the most important thing is no queen.

Xu Gengtian's family has dozens of acres of land, not the kind of field where crops are grown, but the kind of field where there are only tired cattle and no bad ploughing.

There are more fields, and the cattle are tired, which is a matter of time.

It's just a pity! The old cow saw that he was about to plough the field, but there was no movement in the field! Basket after basket of seeds were sown, and the result was ...... There is not a single seedling.

Light blooms, but does not bear fruit, for those fairy work on the belly of the little lady, for the old Xu Sanye, who has long been regarded as a chestnut in the fire, this is a tiring and painful realization.

Looking for a doctor and asking for medicine, begging for a son to worship Guanyin, recuperating and recuperating, what to eat and what to supplement, tossing inside and out for nearly 30 years, the mother-in-law is old, changed, and married again, but the result is still unsatisfactory.

The old field, the new field, still has no grass.

Until one day, a Taoist came to Xu's mansion, a Taoist who didn't have Taoism no matter how he looked at it.

The Taoist looks like he is only thirty years away, and his face does not have the slightest bearing of 'one shoulder and one shoulder, two sleeves of fresh breeze'. A coarse sermon robe washed to white, a small Zhong Kui peachwood sword, and a pair of cloth shoes that have been mended and mended, such a shabby posture actually shouted to give the Xu family a queen.

If you really learn from those charlatans, play a hand of 'Darkness Chen Cang', and learn from the middle father Lu Buwei's burying a thousand-year-old cause 'Lu Family Spring and Autumn', this person will definitely be killed by breaking his third leg.

But, not really.

That night, the seventeenth lady of the Xu family, the third master of Xu, had a dream. She dreamed that she stepped on the colorful clouds and came to the bank of the Luoshui River, and the big river was going eastward, and there was purple gas coming to the east. Then the flat ground thundered, and there were four loud noises in succession, like a monstrous drum in the southeast, northwest, and northwest sky, which was struck by the gods of great power in turn, like the scene of the gods of heaven coming into the world in the mouth of the storyteller. Then the fairy music in the sky fluttered like a dream, and the purple air from the east turned from purple to gold, from gold to colorful, and sprinkled a little bit, leaving a rain of flowers in the sky. The scene is magnificent. Still lingering in the fairy music, flower rain, and charming silhouettes, the seventeenth lady who couldn't extricate herself, vaguely saw a big red bird mixed with lightning and thunder into her arms.

The Taoist interprets the dream and says that this is the vermilion bird returning to the nest.

Incredible blessings. If you give birth to a girl, it is 'a hundred birds and a bird', the creation of the world. Giving birth to a male baby, it is a pity, living more than eight years old, may not live past sixteen, after sixteen, and twenty-four, after living past twenty-four, that is a smooth road, once an epiphany, will be born step by step, step by step to become immortal.

The Taoist said, if you really want to give birth to a boy, then you will come back next year.

I didn't think that the man would become a prophecy.

On the second day of February of the following year, on the day when the dragon raised its head, Mrs. Seventeen gave birth to a baby boy, less than seven months, less than three catties, and her body was naturally weak to the extreme.

However, the Taoist did not know that the prophet would arrive as scheduled, so he gave the baby boy the name Xiaoxian and wrote down two doses of good prescriptions, saying that he could ensure the prosperity of his family, and said that he would take away the baby boy, give him a way to live, and allow him a creation.

Who understands the hard work, sowing seeds day and night, and harvesting no grains for 30 years, to harvest a single seedling? It is far more sad than the delicate little lady shaking her belly, soft-voiced and soft-spoken ears grinding in front of her, but her third leg can't be stiffened.

The Taoist expressed his willingness to wait.

The Taoist waited for half a year.

It wasn't until Xu Sanye Xu Gengtian's health gradually improved after taking the prescription, and the old cow began to work hard to plough the fields and sow seeds, plant melons and beans, and the bellies of the thirty-five ladies were all mad and rose together like mushrooms after a rain, that the Taoist took away the baby boy who was still in swaddling clothes.