Early the next morning, Lin Yi was awakened by the crackling of firecrackers at the door.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that Su Xiu'er had already washed herself and was sitting at the table waiting for her quietly with Xiang'er.
Lin Yi sat up quickly and said, "Xiu'er, why didn't you call me when you got up?" She asked me to help her dress up, and I also cooked porridge for you, and sat here waiting for you." After hearing Xiang'er's words, Lin Yi felt warm and quickly got up.
Xiang'er wanted to step forward to serve, but Lin Yi waved his hand to persuade him to leave.
He has no habit of having maids serve him.
"Huh, save me the trouble, miss. You see, it's not that I don't want to serve our eldest young master."
"Poor talk."
After briefly washing up, Lin Yi sat down at the table and saw a bowl of hot porridge and four side dishes on the table.
The porridge has been burned on a charcoal stove to keep the temperature, and the side dishes are exquisite and delicious.
"Is it delicious?"
"Yes."
Lin Yi took a few bites and heard the noise downstairs, so he asked: "Today What day is it, why is it so noisy outside?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door "bang bang bang".
"Brother Lin, are you up?" Cao Dahua's loud voice came through the door panel.
Xiang'er opened the door.
"Oh, Brother Lin, don't be too busy eating. Mr. Jiang from Daliang City came to see us in person, and he is very wealthy! Look!"
Cao Dahua showed up. A post with a pure gold face said with a smile: "Everyone in this greeting post is made of pure gold! I have spent the money for drinking and listening to music these past few nights."
"Master Jiang? Could it be the Jiang family, the richest man in Daliang City?"
"That's right." Cao Dahua carefully put the gold sticker close to his body.
“Our young lady’s family is not short of money to make a fortune.” Xiang’er curled her lips and said.
Cao Dahua immediately realized that the Su family was also the richest man in Shoulin City. Even if it was not as good as the Jiang family, it was still only half as good.
After all, when Mr. Su celebrates his birthday, he spends a lot of money every day.
After finishing the porridge, Lin Yi set off to go downstairs with Su Xiuer.
It can be seen that Su Xiuer has no good impression of Mr. Jiang.
Otherwise, Su Xiuer, who had always been knowledgeable and sensible, would not have let Lin Yi sit and drink porridge slowly without taking the initiative to greet the guests.
Downstairs, Su Can and Er Niang were talking to a few people.
Standing side by side with Su Can is a middle-aged man with a simple and honest appearance. He is dressed in fine clothes, with a jade pendant hanging on his waist, and holding two identical pecans. He looks about forty years old and has a smile on his face. The smiling one was also looking at Lin Yi.
"This must be Nephew Lin! Oh, what a talent, Xiu'er has found a good husband!"
"Then this must be the master and Xiu'er Everyone in Daliang City often mentions thisEveryone knows Mr. Jiang! ”
“Oh, everywhere, Mr. Su is the one who cares for me. If I do some small business in this city, I have to rely on the people of Daliang to make a living.” "
Simple but shrewd, powerful but very low-key.
Such a person is terrifying!
"Nephew Lin, let's not be polite. Okay, please accept this post. "
Glittering greeting card!
Lin Yi naturally accepted it.
"Mr. Jiang, we should actually come to visit you. After all, it will be two days later. , is to hold a poetry meeting at your house. "Su Can said.
"Hi. Jiang Tian waved his hands and said, "What kind of poetry meeting? I haven't published a few decent poems in so many years. It's just an opportunity in the first month of the year for everyone to get together and have a lively life. Let's have this poetry meeting. Don't take it too seriously." ”
“Let’s not stand, sit down and say, Zhang Wei, make tea.” "
Everyone followed Su Can to a spacious private room and sat down.
Jiang Tian said: "Last night, I learned that Mr. Su came to Daliang City to pay his respects. The person who posted the message came back at night and told me. I scolded him at that time. I said who is Mr. Su? He is a business tycoon whom I, Jiang, admire, and he is the person I respect the most. How could he send an ordinary greeting message? Woolen cloth? Later, because it was getting too late, I rushed over this morning to send you greeting cards again. "
"Your invitation is really a waste of money. "
"Oh~~a little thought. ”
Everyone was drinking tea and eating snacks, and was listening to Mr. Jiang introducing everyone to the delicious and fun places in Daliang City, especially the place where you can listen to music in Goulan. Cao Dahua and Duolong listened. If you are careful and ask questions clearly, you have figured out the ropes.
When you arrive at a new place, if you don’t have an experienced driver to guide you, can you understand this?
After getting off, Mr. Jiang, a local snake, pointed out a bright road for them.
The two people who had found out the way were already grinding their hands, looking at the rising sun outside the window, waiting for it to get dark
“Clang clang clang! ”
The sound of gongs was suddenly heard outside the door.
The sound of rapid footsteps ran past the door of the restaurant from far to near, and then from near to far.
The mouth didn’t stop.
“Dead, all dead! The mourning monkey is dead, Mr. Feng is dead, the police are dead, they are all dead."
Lin Yi was suddenly shocked when he heard this.
A policeman went together to find Boss Feng. The corpses turned out to be killed by others
The murderer had the guts of a bear and a leopard
As for the mourning monkey, he was agile and as strong as an ox, let alone an ordinary person. , even for those who know Kung Fu, it is not easy to catch them. How could they die together without escaping?
There are people who don’t even let go of mourning monkeys. Knowing that killing mourning monkeys is a big problem. The Yu Dynasty committed a big taboo.
It is said that this kind of monkey was first born at the foot of Mang Mountain in Yuzhou.The white-haired beast has a hobby, that is, it likes to strip dead people's clothes and put them on themselves to imitate them.
Therefore, if a person is on a journey and does not return for many days, his family will be able to conclude that the person is gone when they see a monkey wearing the clothes of the missing person.
Follow the monkeys and you can often find remains.
The earliest legend about mourning monkeys is that there is a place called Wuliu Town at the foot of Mang Mountain. There is a family named He Baijie at the west end of the town. His father is more than eighty years old.
Suddenly one day, a Taoist priest came to Wuliu Town and took a fancy to this octogenarian old man. He said that although the old man was old, he was innocent at heart. It was fate that we could meet each other this time, and he left a few pairs. Ask He Baijie to feed his father the elixir every seven days.
He was nearly ninety years old and his bloodline was declining. Old Man He was like a candle in the wind, hanging on to half his life. He was overjoyed after hearing what the Taoist said. Regardless of whether it worked or not, let He go first. Baijie feeds himself one.
In addition, before leaving, the Taoist showed his hand again. He found a withered flower and plant, poured it with water that had been dipped in the elixir, and after an hour, the flower and plant came back to life.
So, both He Baijie and his father believed in the Taoist.
The old man took one pill and suddenly felt hot all over his body. After a while, he gained strength and was able to walk around the town with light feet.
He Baijie was overjoyed. He was already filial, but seeing his father in high spirits, he couldn't help but bow to the Taoist in the direction he was going.
In the following days, according to the Taoist's instructions, my father would take a pill every seven days.
Time flies.
On the day after my father’s ninetieth birthday, the Taoist priest arrived as scheduled.
He Baijie met his benefactor again and quickly held a banquet in honor of him.
The Taoist said: "Pindao left the pills to prolong your life so that he could live to be ninety years old. However, it is difficult to cure the symptoms. Since you are sincere, I have a plan. But Let your father follow me into the mountains to practice and wash away the dirt on your body. If your understanding is still good, you can live longer than two hundred years."
He Baijie was a little reluctant to give up.
But after hearing this, his father quickly nodded in agreement.
Who doesn’t want to live to be two hundred?
He Baijie finally had no choice but to agree and gave half of the gold in his family to the Taoist.
The Taoist was not polite and extended his hand to take it.
Who would have thought that this decision would actually plunge Old Man He into the abyss of the world