Fleeing the wasteland and farming: don't panic, the family's metaphysics boss

Chapter 139 The Mountain Pavilion Opens
Today, the Hongyun Tea House was rarely deserted.

A guest was very puzzled by this and asked Xiao Er: "What happened today? Where did everyone go?"

Xiaoer smiled, "The guest officer doesn't know yet? The mountain pavilion is open today, and everyone went to watch the excitement."

"The mountain pavilion is open? I haven't heard of it." The guest looked shocked, "What are they opening for?"

"It has been spread for a long time. It is strange to say, I heard that it recruits students, just like a private school, but they don't teach the Four Books and Five Classics, but martial arts.

Such a powerful person as the pavilion master wants to recruit students publicly, but those who want to worship her as teachers are very happy.

I heard that the young masters of the He family and the Si family have already signed up, and the two families have never stopped in one place. From now on, this mountain pavilion may be indispensable for the chatting of our common people. "

Hearing this, the guest couldn't sit still, drank the tea in the teacup in one breath, put down a few copper coins, and ran away in a hurry.

I came to Guohuai Street, but because I came too late, I couldn't even squeeze in at the street corner.The guests looked around and saw that someone had actually climbed up to the roof with a ladder, so they followed suit.

The entire Guohuai Street was congested like never before.A place in the middle of the street was very lively, with gongs and drums blaring, lion dance and juggling, which made the surrounding people applaud again and again.

Someone took incense to light firecrackers, and suddenly there was a burst of crackling cannons, mixed with the cheers of the crowd, the sound of gongs and drums, and invited the owner of the mountain pavilion, Wen Ya, who was dressed in a strong suit.

Standing on the steps in front of the door, Wen Ya raised her voice and said, "Everyone, the mountain pavilion is open today, and I appreciate your support.

'Mountain' is the method of cultivation.Cultivate the 'body' and 'spirit' through bait, alchemy, mysterious scriptures, boxing, spells, etc., so as to achieve the purpose of transcending the body and mind.

"Mountain" is to use the energy of nature, celestial bodies, and all things to change one's own destiny. I call it "stealing heaven and earth, taking good fortune".

Everyone, I will teach all the children who enter my mountain pavilion carefully, and I will definitely cultivate them into talents who can command one side. "

Although Guohuai Street was overcrowded, the sound was as loud as a gong and drum, and the whole street could hear it clearly. It caused fierce applause from the whole street, and many people even raised their hands and shouted to enter the mountain pavilion.

Wen Ya pressed her hands to signal everyone to be quiet, and after the scene gradually quieted down, she said again:
"Shanghai Pavilion also has requirements for accepting disciples. First, I only accept 30 disciples; second, 16 taels of silver for Shuxiu; third, the age must not exceed [-] years old. In addition, I will It’s up to you to finally decide on the candidate.”

As soon as the words fell, many wailing came out from the crowd, some were amazed at the expensiveness of Shuxiu, some regretted their age, and some even shouted: "Pavilion Master, can't you be more than one or two years old?"

"Cultivation should be done as early as possible. After the age of 16, most of the bones have been finalized. No matter how you practice, it will be half the result with twice the effort, and it will be difficult to achieve the Tao in the end."

The crowd sighed for a while, but suddenly there was a shout of "Get out of the way" from behind the crowd. Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound, and saw a boy riding a horse angrily yelling at the left and right, driving his horse hard to squeeze through the crowd.

Someone recognized the young man on horseback and said in surprise: "The third young master of the He family wants to enter the mountain pavilion."

"I heard that the young master of the big house of the Si family will also enter the mountain pavilion." You said humanely.And just as he finished his words, he heard "Give way" from another direction, and everyone looked over, he was the young master of the big house of the Si family.

These two people are the most talked about people in the streets and alleys, not to mention the relationship between the Si and He families, as far as the tempers of the two young masters are concerned, each is more difficult to provoke than the other.But now that these two people actually meet together, it's quite interesting.

The two young masters, one on the left and the other on the right, came on horseback. When they arrived at the gate of the mountain pavilion, He Yunshen saw the word "Shange" flying like a phoenix at a glance, and couldn't help but praise: "This door plaque is rare." Get off your horse.

On the other side, Si Wenzhi, the young master of the Si family's big house, also jumped off the horse, and also sighed at the word "mountain pavilion",
"The ancient ink is lightly rubbed and full of fragrance, and the new inkstone pool is bathed in light. Its color, its shape, its thickness, dryness and dampness, its intermittent turning, the thickness and thickness of the hidden dew are infinitely variable, and the atmosphere is myriad. Good words."

He Yunshen squinted and snorted coldly, "Why do I feel so uncomfortable listening to you, I know a few sour poems, but I haven't seen you become famous."

Si Wenzhi smiled slightly, without looking at He Yunshen, he lifted his clothes and put them up the steps, but said: "I don't talk to rude people, and I don't talk to people without virtue or talent."

He Yunshen's violent temper was erupted by these two not-so-light words, he didn't say much, and pointed the whip in his hand directly at Si Wenzhi's back, and threw it at Si Wenzhi's back.

The crowd exclaimed for a while, and someone blurted out "be careful".But the next moment, the whip that was about to hit Si Wenzhi seemed to be caught by a dark force. At the same time, Si Wenzhi also sensed the attack from behind, and turned over to avoid it.

He Yunshen's riding whip was imprisoned in the air. He pulled it hard, but it couldn't move. Instead, he was pulled by the dark force from the opposite side. His feet were unsteady, and he fell head-on. Fortunately, he had also practiced it since childhood. When he was about to hit the ground, Quickly supporting the ground with both hands, a carp stood up and stood up, so it didn't fall.

The dignified third young master of the He family lost face in front of everyone. He Yunshen was ashamed and angry, and cursed: "Which son of a bitch dares to plot against your grandpa."

Wen Ya withdrew her zhenqi from her hand, and the riding whip hanging in the air fell down, she said coldly: "In the future, if there are troublemakers in front of the mountain pavilion, we will whip dozens of them and drive them away."

He Yunshen cursed again and again and got stuck in his throat, he couldn't get up and down, he was so flustered, he threw up his sleeves angrily, and told the little servant to follow along: "I still don't pick it up for me."

Chang Sui hurried to retrieve the whip, then took a step back, and followed He Yunshen into the mountain pavilion.

Inside the pavilion, apart from being spacious, it is empty. There is nothing but a pile of wooden furniture in the corner. As for the wall, there are more than [-] different door plaques hanging on both sides, which are the trophies of the previous game; A huge "mountain" character is also shaped like a sky, containing hundreds of rivers.

The crowd of onlookers entered the pavilion one after another, and suddenly felt a breeze blowing on their faces, and the heat all over their bodies faded away. Some people were amazed, while others were not surprised. After all, Yu Jianfei has seen it before, so there is nothing to be surprised about. of.

There is a counter directly in front of the cabinet, and there is a person standing inside. Seeing everyone coming in, he shouted: "Those who meet the requirements, register here."

Everyone heard the sound and looked over. It was a middle-aged man with a brush in his hand and a booklet in front of him, waiting for someone to go.

Some people didn't give up, and gathered around and asked: "Is it true that you will not be charged if you are over the age?"

Zhufeng smiled and shook his head: "Only accept students under the age of sixteen."

The person who asked the question sighed regretfully, shook his head and left.Then a young boy said excitedly: "I am thirteen this year, and I want to enter the mountain pavilion."

Zhufeng raised his pen, "What is your last name, and where do you live?"

The young boy reported his name and address, and then asked: "Then am I considered a disciple of Shange now?"

Zhufeng shook his head again, "If someone comes to report tomorrow, it will be 'passed', otherwise, it will be 'not connected'."

The boy let out an uneasy oh, and turned around to leave.

He Yunshen felt bored listening to Wen Ya's talk about the origin and development of the mountain pavilion. He looked around, but saw the person who had registered, startled, stared, and opened his mouth in surprise.

(End of this chapter)