Liao Zhai Great Kind People

Chapter 283 Clean and Hygienic

In the battle of Lingshan, the demon got back a piece of flesh and blood of the demon heart, but the Buddha also lost the shackles responsible for suppressing the demon heart, and his deterrent force against the demon became stronger.

Zhang Xiu, who was the instigator, carefully guarded against the demon for a period of time after that, fearing that he would come to seek revenge on him.

But the Heavenly Demon didn't show up for a while, as if he had returned to the state before the war.

Zhang Xiu continued to sweep away the demon's minions, how to live life as usual.

In the past 50 years, the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty changed two more times. Zhang Xiu, who was canonized 200 years ago, became a real ancient man and was carried into various temples by the world to burn incense and worship.

Scholars said that he was Wenzong of the world, and they regarded him as a sage of literature. Every time the imperial court made scientific research, they would go to the Confucian Temple to worship.

Businessmen called him the God of Wealth, and they would burn incense and kowtow on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, so that he could bless them with promotion and wealth.

Even bandits regard him as the founder of the mountain, saying that he is a role model for killing the rich and helping the poor...

Zhang Xiu's deeds became more and more blurred with the passage of time.

On the contrary, Yan Feng's title of Thousand-faced Demon is just as bluffing as in the past, enough to make old people pale and children stop crying.

According to the rumors, Yan Feng was still cutting down the ruined temple on Mount Tai in the morning, and kicked down the door of the little widow's house in the South China Sea at night, and even took time to go to Tianzhu to grab the child's candied haws at noon.

Except for his big brother Tianma, there is no one in the world who can cure him, it is truly terrifying!
The storyteller also adapted Yan Feng's story into a storybook, which was very popular among readers.

In a two-story teahouse in the city of Jizhou, Zhang Xiu handed over the newly written "The Chronicles of Yanfeng Yanfeng" to the shopkeeper with a sincere face, and said: "This book is the work of my painstaking efforts. Shopkeeper, show kindness and give me a few more taels of silver!"

The shopkeeper waved his hand impatiently: "Old rules, I'll let you have another free tea."

Zhang Xiu looked confused: "Are you full?"

The shopkeeper hummed in disdain, and Zhang Xiu said expectantly: "Then can I bring my family to eat together, they haven't eaten for several days..."

The shopkeeper said contemptuously: "Call everyone, come out and don't let people say that I, Wang Fugui, can't even take care of a meal."

Zhang Xiu nodded and shouted outside the door: "Dinner is ready!"

In the next moment, several afterimages flashed by, and Yang Jian, Jigong, Ao Xue, and Xia'er gathered on an empty table.

Ao Xue took out her own iron basin, knocked on the side of the basin with an iron spoon and shouted: "I want to eat meat buns with thin skin and big stuffing, first come two hundred to appetize!"

Jigong laughed and said, "Is there any sea cucumber?"

"@#￥%￥#@..."

Looking at the hungry little girl with green eyes and the dirty monk in front of him, the shopkeeper suddenly became alert, as if he had been tricked!
Xia'er looked at them helplessly, and apologized to the shopkeeper, "Boss, they don't know how to be polite. As an apology, I will go to the back kitchen to help you. I will serve all the refreshments in your teahouse today." Do."

The shopkeeper looked at the terrified expressions of everyone, and felt that the matter was not simple, so he said cautiously: "It's unnecessary, I... I'll go and serve some refreshments!"

After a while, a table full of pastries was placed on the table.

Ao Xue ate voraciously, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen empty plates were piled up in front of her.

When Jigong grabbed it with his big hand, the pastry was covered with stains, so that other people could no longer talk to the plate of dim sum, and started to eat the pastry with a smile.

Yang Jian glanced at the two with contempt, then stretched out his chopsticks politely, and picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the plate in front of him.

At this moment, a disgraced little beggar appeared, grabbed Yang Jian's sweet-scented osmanthus cake and ran away.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yang Jian grabbed the little beggar. The little beggar stuffed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth in a hurry, trembling all over, with a fearful expression on his face, begging for mercy repeatedly.

"Don't hit me, I haven't eaten for days..."

Aoxue swallowed the pastry in her mouth, looked at the little beggar Jie Jie and smiled: "Jie Jie, do you know how much he loves sweet-scented osmanthus cake? As long as he eats sweet-scented osmanthus cake, it's a beauty, and he can take care of any troubles." Forget, as long as you give him sweet-scented osmanthus cake, he won’t feel sorry for his uncle’s death!”

Zhang Xiu slapped her on the back of the head, and scolded: "What are you talking nonsense here, even if you don't give him sweet-scented osmanthus cake, he won't feel sorry for his uncle's death either!"

With a dark face, Xia'er pinched the soft flesh on Zhang Xiu's waist, then took the little beggar out of Yang Jian's hands, then handed a plate of dim sum to the little beggar, and said, "Take it and eat it."

The little beggar stared at Xia'er in a daze, tears gradually welled up in his eyes, and he didn't go to pick it up, he knelt down and kowtowed to Xia'er: "Madam, please accept me, don't look down on me, but I have Strength, chopping wood and carrying water, washing and cooking, I can do everything!"

Ao Xue snorted disdainfully, took out a book of exercises and stuffed it into his hands: "I'm not afraid that the wind will make your tongue flash, since you know everything, then you can solve these arithmetic problems for me!"

The little beggar's crying stopped abruptly, and his expression froze at the moment he saw the title: "@#￥%￥#@..."

I really can't do this!

Lord Tianmo also didn't say that you need to be able to do arithmetic if you come to Zhang Xiu's side to be an internal response!

This little beggar was an orphan adopted by Heavenly Demon last year. Because he was very clever, knew how to adapt to changing situations, and had a very poor background, he was easy to win sympathy, so he was favored by Heavenly Demon and sent to Zhang Xiu's side as an internal response.

Xia'er looked at the little beggar, and sighed: "You are so young, you are going to beg on the street, where are the adults in your family?"

The little beggar sobbed again: "My father is the supervisory censor of Jizhou. He was framed by the prefect of Jizhou for bribing officials, and his reputation was ruined. In order to prove his innocence, he left a suicide note on the wall and hanged himself in prison."

"My mother was heartbroken when she heard the news of my father's death, and she died with her father. The dog official then confiscated my family's property and sold me to a brothel. I ran out of the dog's hole and hid everywhere."

"Later, the dog official was found guilty by the hero Yan Feng, and he beheaded for public display, and his crimes were made public. Only then did my father overturn the case, and no one has ever arrested me since then."

Zhang Xiu was surprised and said, "Yan Feng saved you? What a coincidence, the people at our table are all named Yan Feng!"

Little beggar: "...??"

Xia'er smiled, and asked the little beggar, "What's your name, and how old are you this year?"

The little beggar came back to his senses and quickly said: "My name is Yinger, Mei Yinger, and I am ten years old this year."

Xia'er grabbed her little hand, wiped it lovingly for her, and then looked at Zhang Xiu: "My husband, I think she is very clever, and she can read and write, I want to keep her by my side to teach, Ao Xue also happens to have a companion."

Zhang Xiu nodded with a smile: "My lady, you are happy."

Yinger looked joyful, and quickly thanked him: "Thank you, master, thank you madam!"

Xia'er pulled her back and said: "Poor child, our family has no rules of kneeling, and we are not allowed to kneel again. You have been hungry for so many days, and you can't eat too much dry food all at once. Come home with me. I'll make some porridge for you first, clean and hygienic."

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