When Chen Pingan climbed out of the well carrying a basket of soil, he was a little confused.
There was a group of scholars with high academic qualifications standing outside the wellhead. The leader was the old Mr. from the Ministry of Rites who was standing on a ladder under the memorial archway and loudly reprimanded the superintendent. Standing next to him was the retired The former inspector who built the covered bridge, Mr. Song, who is said to be Song Jixin's father, has slightly paler skin than when he was in the small town. The other five or six people are mostly in their thirties or forties. He looks very popular and looks more like a high-ranking official than Mr. Song.
In fact, it was not just Chen Pingan who looked dull. This group of officials from the Ministry of Rites, who were the most noble among the six yamen of Dali, saw the only big man in the town who had three bags of gold and copper coins. The rich man was also shocked. In front of him was such a poor young man covered in dust, but he was holding wealth equivalent to half of Emperor Da Li's treasury? Then spend a lot of money to buy five entire mountains including Luolu Mountain?
Ruan Qiong did not show up, but Ruan Xiu, a girl in blue, and Wu Yuan, the magistrate of Longquan County, stood side by side. The latter looked at his nose and heart, his face was indifferent, and his eyes were slightly lowered. Mr. Xiao Wu, who made people feel that he had a scary backer, was just angry with those officials from the Ministry of Rites. After all, no one would be happy if such a piece of fat was cut off by a bunch of outsiders on their own territory.
In the turmoil that happened downstairs at the archway, Wu Yuan unexpectedly retreated to the end and let Dong Hu, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, rub all sixteen characters on the monument and leave, even if one of them served as a secret guard. The Qi practitioner on the seventh floor was sure that the words on the plaques were no longer spirited, and there was no need to take out the precious wind and thunder paper. Dong Shilang still had a arrogant attitude that he wanted to tear down the plaques and move them away. He insisted on his opinion and brought the After all the Feng Lei notes had been inscribed on the monuments, he was satisfied and took his subordinates from the Ministry of Rites to stay in a wealthy family's house in Taoye Lane.
Wu Yuan finally took advantage of the small town's large-scale construction projects, and the reputation he gained among ordinary people was suddenly wiped out. Fulu Street and Taoye Lane were happy to see the result, and it became a topic of conversation after dinner. Most of them gloated about Wu Yuan's misfortune, thinking that Wu Yuan was just an embroidered pillow and was useless. Some people say that if Wu Yuan dared to stiffen his neck and fight to the end with the people from the Ministry of Rites, he would still admire this guy's backbone. Now, he is afraid that he will be a coward with the Ministry of Rites and officially wear the county magistrate's clothes in the future. After serving as an official, you will be in trouble.
Chen Ping'an jumped down from the wellhead lightly with a basket of soil on his back, and stood in front of these Dali officials. Dong Hu, the servant, was smiling all over his face, stroking his beard and saying with a smile: "Your name is Chen Ping'an, right? My surname is Dong, and I work in our Dali Department of Rites. I am not looking for you this time on official business, but on a whim, I want to see what the owner of the five mountains looks like. Now that I have got my wish, it is a worthwhile trip. "
At the end of the sentence, the old servant looked around and smiled heartily.
Except for Mr. Song, who was a kiln supervisor, there was no movement. The other officials of the Ministry of Rites laughed as if Dong Shilang had told a big joke.
Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed, old man, what did you say?I can't understand Li Ya's Mandarin at all.
The corners of Wu Yuan’s mouth curled up in a subtle arc.
Master Song, who was proficient in the small town dialect, had no intention of helping the yamen official out of trouble.
Because the two of them belong to different mountains, and the two sides had completely broken up with each other not long ago, if His Majesty hadn't ordered him to go south with Song Yuzhang, he would have definitely not been on this good trip. The yamen of the Ministry of Rites are all scholars, and they are the seeds of reading who were born from the battle of thousands of troops on the single-plank bridge. Therefore, the verbal battles in this yamen are really sublime, elegant and exciting. Fortunately, Song Yuzhang is a person who can be treated in a small town. A weirdo who was accustomed to it, after returning to the capital, he just kept silent and did his work, but he didn't feel any aggrieved or resentful.
Dong Shilanggongmen has been practicing for most of his life, almost all in the yamen of the Ministry of Rites. As the only yamen in the Dali court that can compete with the Ministry of War, Dong Hu has become the third in command, obviously he has a sharp mind. The old fox suddenly realized his mistake and thought about finding a way to get off the stairs. He turned to look at Master Ruan's only daughter with a smile, hoping that she could help him pass on the message.
But Dong Hu gave up the idea almost instantly. A military saint of Fengxue Temple, who was even regarded as a guest by His Majesty the Emperor, dared to bother Master Ruan’s daughter to do this as a minister of etiquette. To do that, if the girl is a difficult character who does not understand etiquette, and feels that she has neglected her, and goes back to her father to complain to herself, then the saint Ruan Master only needs to send a sentence and a half to the capital, I guess. As for me, I can still be a third-grade official, but I will definitely be uncomfortable. The old man's mind changed rapidly, but in fact it only happened in a moment. The Lord Assistant decided to change his original intention and looked at the girl with a smile. He was about to ask Miss Ruan whether she would adapt to living here and whether she needed the help of the Ministry of Etiquette to help her stay in the small town. Find a simple, elegant and clean house on Lu Street or Taoye Lane.
But something shocking happened the next moment. Master Ruan’s daughter, who was considered unattainable by all the officials of the Ministry of Rites, hurriedly walked up to the boy with clay legs, and probably told him what Shilang Dong had said. , and the young man listened to the girl's words with a normal expression, which really shocked these officials of the Ministry of Etiquette.
How did Chen Ping'an know that such a trivial matter could make these noble figures in the capital seem to be thousands of miles away. After listening carefully to Ruan Xiu's message, Chen Ping'an smiled and said to her: "Xiu Xiu, please tell this old gentleman that I am a dragon kiln worker and now work in a blacksmith shop. The reason why I can buy those Shantou, I want to thank Master Ruan."
When the girl in green heard the name "Xiu Xiu", she smiled so hard that her long autumn eyes narrowed into a pair of crescent moons, and finally she used the Dongbao bottle in a cheerful tone. Zhou Zhengtong spoke elegantly to the old minister of Dali. Of course all the officials of the Ministry of Rites, including Dong Hu, were proficient in the "Elegant Words" of a continent. Otherwise, wouldn't they have confirmed the fallacy that the Great Li Dynasty was a barbarian in the north? Even in the great Li capital city, whether one can speak elegant Chinese fluently and skillfully,It has become an important criterion for distinguishing between the rich and the humble.
Dong Hu looked more and more amiable, smiled and nodded gently. After listening to Miss Ruan’s explanation, he said that he would not disturb Chen Pingan’s work, and asked Miss Ruan to help them say goodbye to Master Ruan. Since Master Ruan is busy forging swords, he cannot disturb him, otherwise His Majesty, who has admired Master Ruan for a long time, will definitely accuse him.
Ruan Xiu was not interested in these polite words, and said nothing further. The old minister, who had already become a man, did not dare to have any dissatisfaction. After introducing several scenery of Dali Capital to Miss Ruan, He led the team away with a calm expression.
Song Yuzhang walked at the end of the team, and Wu Yuan walked after Song Yuzhang.
Ruan Xiu accompanied Chen Pingan to empty the soil in the basket. As she walked, she said: "My father said that the matter of buying the mountain will be finalized soon. Except for this group of officials from the Li Ministry of Rites, It is still necessary for the earth masters from the Qin Tianjian to come forward, plus you, and the three parties will sign together to be finalized. However, the earth masters led by the two Mr. Qingwu are still carefully surveying the topography and geomantic omen of all the mountains for the time being. It is estimated that there are still How many days will it take to get out of the mountain?"
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, put down the basket, looked at the busy figures around him, and asked: "Let's go to the creek and talk while walking?"
< p>Ruan Xiu smiled and said: "Okay."Ruan Xiu lowered his voice interestingly and said softly: "In addition to Mr. Qingwu and ordinary earth masters, Qin Tianjian also sent out many hundred Practitioners from the family and side sects also came, and they brought two young mountain-moving apes, one was a silverback ape and the other was a thongibbon ape. They were usually kept in the deep mountains and forests, and would only be used when needed. , crack the mountain peaks or move the hills.”
“There is also the Xiling Jiashi made by the Taoist Talisman Sect. It is a very magical thing, a thin piece of talisman paper, instilled by the Qi Practitioner. After gaining true energy, you can become a tall warrior with a height of seven to eight feet, and have infinite strength. Although he is not as good as the Mountain Moving Ape, he is good at being obedient and will never have any accidents, especially the young Mountain Moving Ape. It is difficult to tame, and once it gets out of control, it will definitely lead to heavy death. Even if it is suppressed and killed, it will still be a huge loss. I heard that there is also a cardigan puppet made by the Mohist tycoon, which I have never seen before. If I have a chance, I will do so in the future. I must go and see it with my own eyes."
"My dad helped you pick out two shops, one for New Year's Eve and one for the first time. They happen to be right next to each other. You are familiar with them. If you don’t have any objections, my father can help you finalize the sale right away, because this kind of small transaction does not involve the feng shui profit and loss of a dynasty and the luck of mountains and rivers, so it doesn’t have to be as troublesome as buying a mountain.”
Chen. Ping An thought for a while and said with a smile: "Of course there is no problem."
Ruan Xiu suddenly remembered something and said mysteriously: "My father said something in private. The Emperor of Great Li personally spoke. Now that the town has belonged to the territory of Dali, all the magic artifacts left in the market will be taken back to the treasury at a high price. In the end, about twenty good old objects were confiscated in the town, including Fulu Street Taoye Lane and Ordinary Hundred.The items handed over by the surname were half and half, but the price they sold was not high at all. In the end, Emperor Da Li personally took out seven or eight items and collected thirty items. As a bonus for thirty of the mountains, they were given to the buyers for free. Of course, most people don't know which mountains have lucky numbers and which ones don't, but my dad learned that Shenxiu Mountain and Luolu Mountain will definitely have them, and they are in excellent quality and are among the best. In addition, the Dali imperial court may entrust a mountain god to sit in my Dengdeng Mountain and your Luolu Mountain respectively. "
Chen Pingan took a deep breath, squatted by the stream, frowning.
It seemed a little unreal.
The boy in Mud Bottle Lane never dreamed I hope I can have such a day.
The dreams of the straw-shoe boy are mostly related to festive Spring Festival couplets, majestic door gods, delicious meat buns and a bag full of rattling coins.
p>Ruan Xiu squatted down with him and asked curiously: "What's wrong? ”
Chen Pingan hesitated to speak, but seemed unable to explain the reason, so he shook his head, picked up a piece of licorice, and chewed it in his mouth familiarly.
After a moment of silence, Chen Pingan turned around and said with a smile: "Miss Ruan, I just called you Xiuxiu in front of outsiders. Don't be angry. I saw so many high-ranking officials and I was very nervous, so I just wanted to pretend to be cool with you." Looks ripe.
Ruan Xiu blinked and asked an irrelevant question, "Well, have you heard anything about your friend recently? He is the one who is wearing a sword and a sword." "
Chen Pingan was confused and said: "You said Miss Ning, after she left, I didn't know any news about her. "
Ruan Xiu smiled.
Chen Ping'an suddenly raised his head and turned to the stone arch bridge. A familiar bright red color came flying towards him, his legs like the wheels of a car.
Chen Pingan had a bad premonition and quickly stood up. The little girl wearing a dirty and wrinkled red cotton-padded jacket came up behind him and looked up at him. She was actually full of joy. With tears on his face, he wrinkled his little face that was much tanned sadly, and choked with sobs: "Mr. Ma from the school is dead. Before he died, he asked me to come to you." "
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