Kunlun one millet

Chapter 71

The enthusiasm of Anyang Hou was beyond Zhao Mi's expectation. As soon as he sat down, Anyang Hou asked his servant to call his children to meet Zhao Mi.

"How old is nephew?" Anyang Hou asked.

"Seven out of [-] this year." Zhao Mi replied anxiously.

"Never married?" Seeing Zhao Mi shaking his head, the Marquis of Anyang said to Zhang Duanjing, "Mr. Zhang, although it is said that cultivators live long lives and get married late, but they have not yet married at this age, so there may be something wrong!"

Zhang Duanjing just said: "Among the museums, cleanliness is the most important thing."

The Marquis of Anyang did not hide his complaints, and clapped his hands on his thighs: "Mr. Zhang! It's not that the younger generation offended you. You are diligent and ambitious, and you can't delay the young people. Besides, since ancient times, there have been many couples who have dual cultivation, and marriage and starting a family are not hindered." Climb to the immortal way together."

Zhang Duanjing didn't speak, when two men and a woman arrived, both children of Anyanghou.The Marquis of Anyang asked them to exchange names with Zhao Mi so that they could get to know each other a little bit.Then he said: "Zhao Mi is older than you. When you see him in the future, you must treat him like an elder brother and ask him for advice in everything. If your elder brother has something to teach, you must show great respect!"

The more Zhao Mi listened, the more outrageous he became, and he quickly got up and cupped his hands: "You don't have to be like this! Xiaosheng really dare not overstep."

The Marquis of Anyang glanced at Zhao Mi, raised his hand and pressed him down: "You're called Lord Hou again? Uncle Shi!"

Zhao Mi got goosebumps all over his body, turned his head to look at Zhang Duanjing with difficulty, and begged the teacher to help him out, but the other party just sat still and didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Shi, Uncle Shi." Zhao Mi suppressed his displeasure and called out in a low voice.

Anyanghou nodded in agreement, and then asked the three children to retreat. This battle made Zhao Mi uneasy.Fortunately, Marquis Anyang's children are well-bred, and only the sixteen-year-old daughter occasionally peeks at him.

"Mr. Zhang, how long will you stay in the capital this time?" Anyang Hou asked.

"Not sure yet." Zhang Duanjing said: "You should know that the Huaiying Pavilion has always been good at making sacrifices. Before Xingluo County suppressed the bandits, soldiers with talisman soldiers defeated many enemies. It was made by the Huaiying Pavilion. I I intend to speak to the lord of the country and set up a special department to manufacture all kinds of military talismans for the imperial court."

Anyang Hou's face turned serious, this kind of matter is very important, he should discuss it in detail in the secret room and avoid others, but when he saw Zhao Mi next to him with normal expression, he knew it in his heart.

"Mr. Zhang hopes that the younger generation will fight for the head of the department?" Anyang Hou asked.

"Yes." Zhang Duanjing said: "You are in charge of the Military Weapons Department, and you are responsible for the imperial court's military armor, and you are deeply trusted by the lord of the country."

The Marquis of Anyang murmured: "Mr. Zhang has something to say, the younger generation should fight for it. It's just that the younger generation is in charge of the two divisions at the same time. Even if the king is willing, what will others think? I'm afraid it will attract criticism."

Zhang Duanjing said: "I remember that the eldest son of Da Sima is working under you, so let him act as the deputy of the Military Weapons Department, and you will become the head of the newly established department."

"That's fine." Anyanghou nodded and smiled, "By the way, that Luo Xixian from the Da Sima family has been in the limelight recently. After being summoned by the king, he was directly named Captain Shangqi, and he deliberately let him take charge of the side. It is in Xingluo County. I remember that this person is also from Huaiyingguan?"

"He won this achievement by himself." Zhang Duanjing said calmly.

Hearing these words, Zhao Mi didn't feel much envy or joy in his heart.He found that Luo Xixian and himself were getting farther and farther away. His father and brother had their own appointments in the court, and General Wei was on the battlefield to help him protect him. Get high.

Zhao Mi thought of himself, he was still a talisman official, and he didn't seem to have much ambition except to try to get back the Zhenyuan lock.

"Zhao Mi, you have stayed in Anyang Marquis Mansion recently." Zhang Duanjing said.

"Yes." Zhao Mi stood up and answered.

The Marquis of Anyang said: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I guarantee that my nephew will be safe and sound in Dongsheng."

Zhang Duanjing nodded slightly, got up and wanted to leave, Anyanghou asked to stay, but the other party still left.

After Zhang Duanjing left, Marquis Anyang said to Zhao Mi: "My nephew doesn't need to see outsiders, and I will treat this Marquis' mansion as my own home from now on. I know you are a cultivator and don't like to make noise. I have asked my servants to clean up a quiet place. Yard, I will arrange servants for you, if you lack anything, just ask. Uncle Shi, I have no chance to cultivate, but I can find such treasures and panacea for you."

Marquis Anyang's enthusiasm made Zhao Mi a little unbearable, so he had to ask: "Uncle Shi, do you have an old friendship with my father?"

"Didn't Mr. Zhang tell you anything?" Marquis Anyang led Zhao Mi to wander around the mansion, remembering: "My father and I worked together in the army, and he finally became a captain of Fei Jie, and I was a The shogunate joined the army. Once I was in charge of guarding the granary, but Xiongguo sent troops to attack me unexpectedly, and I was about to be unable to hold on, so my father led a fine cavalry to rescue me, so I saved my life, so I made friends with my father."

Zhao Shu's father died early, and he was away fighting all the year round. He was basically raised by his grandfather, and he didn't know much about his father's achievements on the battlefield.

However, the more he understood the relationship between his father and Marquis Anyang, the more Zhao Mi could not accept his mother's remarriage.

"I know that my nephew has a bad heart." Anyang Hou glanced at Zhao Mi, and said helplessly: "I had an appointment with your father back then. If either of the two died in the battle, they would entrust their wives and children to each other's care. It's just that Mr. Zhang will take care of you. Stayed in the Huaiying Pavilion, never came with Lingtang."

There was no expression on Zhao Mi's face. He remembered that when he heard the news of his mother's death, he seemed to have dreamed about some things back then. His mother's remarriage seemed to have other intentions, but he didn't know whether it was true or not.After all, most of the things in dreams are bizarre and treacherous, so you can't believe them all.

As for the matter of sacrificing one's life on the battlefield and entrusting one's wife to donate one's son, it's not easy for Zhao Shu to criticize the other party. The Five Kingdoms War is in full swing, and everyone is at risk. Zhao Shu's family background is luckier than most people.

During the war, many women who lost their husband's family wanted to remarry with their children in order to protect themselves. It is not surprising that the children changed their surnames.

However, when it happened to him, Zhao Mi just didn't feel well.However, Marquis Anyang was not the villain he had imagined in his mind. This kind of hospitality made Zhao Mi even more at a loss.

It was dark, and the Marquis of Anyang sent Zhao Mi to the courtyard. The two said goodbye, and Zhao Mi couldn't sleep.

"Lingxiao, do you have parents?" Zhao Mi lay on the bed and asked in a mysterious way.

"Yes." Lingxiao did not show up.

"What kind of people are they?" Zhao Mi changed his mind and said, "If you don't want to say it, forget it."

"My father was a warrior in the clan and died of hunting." Lingxiao didn't hide anything: "My mother is a Wuzhu in the clan, and she originally wanted to train me to be a Wuzhu to serve the gods."

"The results of it?"

"I ran away." Lingxiao replied very simply: "In ancient times, the gods worshiped by tribes were mostly ghosts with shallow intelligence. I don't like this kind of thing, so I fled from the tribe and became a savage in the mountains and forests. Eating Zhicao, drinking rain and dew, I suddenly felt something in the ignorance, and suddenly saw the light, and saw the loneliness in the emptiness, and unknowingly stepped into the fairyland. When I came back to my senses, dozens of years had passed in the mortal world, and most of the ethnic groups were scattered. , Mother was also killed by spirits."

Zhao Mi was a little surprised and asked, "Do you regret it?"

"I don't regret it, this is my own choice." Ling Xiao said bluntly.

"It's better for you to see." Zhao Mi sat up, and the outdoor sky gradually brightened: "Sometimes I also feel that I think too much, which is neither useful for practice nor beneficial for cultivation, just here to take care of myself Thinking hard."

"In ancient times, people's livelihood was even more difficult. Not to mention food and clothing, just standing between the heaven and the earth to survive, exhausted all physical and mental strength." Lingxiao said: "But you don't have such difficulties, naturally you have a lot of thoughts."

Zhao Mi sighed: "This kind of thinking is useless!"

After saying this, Zhao Shu pushed the door out of the house, stretched in the courtyard, practiced guiding and breathing, and swept away all useless thoughts.

After a thin layer of sweat broke out on his body, a servant outside the courtyard walked lightly, saw Zhao Mi and immediately said respectfully: "Master."

Zhao Mi was very uncomfortable hearing this address: "You don't have to call me that."

"Master Hou has ordered that you stay in the mansion for a day, and you will be treated like the young master of the Hou manor. I will treat you like a young master and young lady." The servant bowed his head.

Zhao Mi also figured it out, there is no need to bother about these things, not to mention the kindness of others.So he asked: "I want to pay homage to my mother, but where is the tomb located?"

The servant hurriedly said: "Madam's private house is placed in Zhongxiu Mountain in the eastern suburbs outside the city. The young master might as well have breakfast first, and let the young one prepare carriages and horses in the front yard."

Zhao Mi nodded and said, "Alright, you can do it."

The servant turned and left. A moment later, another servant came with a maidservant, and came to wash Zhao Mi's face with a washbasin and cloth towel. When she arrives at Madam's death, she must be happy too."

Zhao Mi touched the short beard around his mouth, but did not refute, so he said, "Then do as you said."

These servants of the Hou's mansion were dexterous and shave comfortably and neatly.It was the first time for Zhao Mi to enjoy being served by others since he was a child. At first, he was not used to it. He felt that he almost didn't have to do anything. In a word, someone would help him take care of all the trivial matters.

After washing, the maid brought some sets of clothes.After their explanations, Zhao Mi realized that there are many styles in Dongshengdu, and there are different styles of dressing for different occasions.From paying homage to nobles and dignitaries, to visiting daughters-in-law, even if they are also going out of the city, there is a difference between hunting and outing.

Zhao Mi felt as if he was listening to a scripture from heaven, and these details were even more difficult to understand than the insect script and bird script.Considering that I was going to pay homage in front of the tomb, I chose a blue and black plain suit without tattoos.

After Zhao Mi finished dealing with all this, Marquis Anyang also came and said with a smile, "Is my nephew usually getting up so early?"

Zhao Mi first saluted and said hello, and replied: "The Huaiying Pavilion has the practice of eating the morning glow. Usually, it is time to climb the mountain behind the pavilion before dawn."

"Isn't life in Huaiying Pavilion pretty hard?" Anyang Hou asked.

"It's not hard work. In addition to practicing day and night, I also need to study spells. I also have to make sacrifices and take care of the alchemy. Once I get busy, I don't think I have time to study." Zhao Mi said.

The Marquis of Anyang asked curiously: "Study when you have free time? Doesn't nephew usually play and play?"

Zhao Mi thought for a while: "There are also games among the monks in the Guanyin. They use paper figurines and straw horses as soldiers and horses to imitate fighting in the open space; There are also chess games, but money gambling is not allowed in the hall... well, gambling on spiritual material spells doesn't count."

Zhao Mi was embarrassed to say something, he was very capable in these matters, and almost swept away everyone in the Huaiying Pavilion, so that everyone didn't like to play with him. As time passed, Zhao Mi had to spend his free time in the pile of books.

After hearing this, Marquis Anyang was slightly startled, and said with a smile, "Cultivators are really extraordinary, but Dong Sheng is afraid that he doesn't have these."

Zhao Mi shook his head and said, "I don't have these thoughts anymore."

"My servant said, are you going to go out of the city to pay homage?" Anyanghou asked.

"Yes, please allow Uncle Shi." Zhao Mi said.

Anyang Hou sighed: "Of course I agree, I just hope that you will not be too sad."

Zhao Mi ate too early, and the Marquis of Anyang sent four other servants to drive and guard him. This scene made Zhao Mi mistakenly think that he was really the young master of the Hou Fu.

However, he did not lose his mind. The reason why Marquis Anyang valued himself so much was because of his teacher Zhang Duanjing, apart from his life-and-death friendship with his father.

From the conversation last night, I learned that the Marquis of Anyang is in charge of supervising the manufacture of military weapons and armour. Such a job should not be underestimated. Even Luo Xixian's elder brother also served under the Marquis of Anyang.

Chongxuanguan and Yongjia Liang clan are very authoritative, but it doesn't mean that others will only obey.Zhao Mi could vaguely see that his teacher, Zhang Duanjing, was also of considerable status in the court, not just a simple chief of staff, but had close contacts with Da Sima, Marquis of Anyang, and others. .

Zhao Mi didn't think much about it, sitting in the carriage, occasionally looking outside, there were row upon row of green tiles and vermilion buildings of aristocratic families, chariots and horses of dignitaries galloping on the street, and there were also guards in the capital wearing heavy armor and holding long daggers, patrolling alert.

There are many tall gates and deep houses in the north of Dongsheng capital, which looks quiet and deep. After the carriage leaves the city, there is another bustling market, and there are a large number of loaded cattle and horses waiting to enter the city.

In terms of prosperity, Yanze City in Xingluo County cannot be compared with Dongshengdu at all. Even ordinary people in this place appear to be rich and clean, and all businesses on the streets are prosperous.Even the hawkers at the stalls selling fragrant drinks were in groups, and even seeing Zhao Mi's car and horses were high, some hawkers offered to offer newly prepared fragrant soup and tea, in order to win the favor of the rich and powerful.

In the past, Zhao Mi would definitely join in the fun, but where is he so busy now?
The chariots and horses traveled all the way to the east, leaving the noise of the city behind, and came to the secluded countryside.The outskirts of Dongshengdu are not vast farmlands, but mostly luxurious manors in the capital. After crossing Hejin, you come to the rolling and rolling Zhongxiu Mountain. You can see verdant trees in the distance, and there are almost no pedestrians nearby.

This is the place where the tombs of the nobles of Dongsheng Capital were placed, and there are private soldiers guarding the tombs of the rich and powerful families in the mountains.

Followed the guide to the cemetery, the rest of the servants put down the sacrifices and avoided far away, only Zhao Mi was left kneeling in front of the mound, silent.

(End of this chapter)