Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

() Ximenqing did not expect to know the name of his colleague before he arrived in Bianliang, Tokyo.

Old Qintou's brother has a good name, Qian Gui.

Old Qintou was illiterate, and he couldn't write, so Ximen Qing gestured several times and understood that Gui was rich and noble, not the cabinet of the cabinet.

If you have money, you will naturally have wealth.

When I first named this name, I definitely hoped to be rich and powerful.

And the name Qin Feng also sounds noble, but who would have thought that the meaning of "wind" is "brought by a strong wind".

Just like all kinds of things in the world, there is no way to understand them thoroughly with just a name.

Ximen Qing happily agreed to Old Qin, although Qin Feng hadn't come back once in 20 years, Ximen Qing didn't feel that Qin Feng was so ungrateful.

After all, he was only seven years old when he was sent away, so what can a child of that age remember?

Ximenqing didn't say anything about himself and Wu Song going to the Imperial City Department, as long as he brought the words to him, it would be considered as human affairs.

As for Lin Lingsu's matter, Ximen Qing also asked a few words, and Lao Qin gritted his teeth and said: "That monster masters fantasy skills. He traveled in Huaizhou years ago and claimed to have the ability to communicate with heaven and earth. I don't know how much money he defrauded in the name of misfortunes and blessings, and the husband and wife turned against each other, who doesn't hate him?"

"I heard that the demon Taoism went to Bianliang, Tokyo. My little old man sees that what you have learned is the authentic Taoism. If there is a chance, you must expose this demon Taoism to your face."

Ximen Qing nodded in agreement, chatted with Lao Qintou for a few more gossips, and then got up to leave.

"You have worked hard all night, go to rest."

After withdrawing from the old Qintou's house, the villagers arranged a room for everyone to rest.

"The rooster and the black dog are stewed separately, so we can't waste it." A little boy with a snotty nose told Ximen Qing excitedly: "Guests, take a good rest, and it's time for dinner when you wake up."

"One black, two yellow, three flowers and four."

Ximen Qing muttered inexplicable formulas, and almost fell asleep very quickly.

When I woke up, the courtyard was filled with fragrance, which made my index finger move.

Look at the sun hanging in the sky, it is already slightly westward.

The most anxious thing was Shiqian, who had just fallen asleep on the table, so he was the first to wake up.

Shi Qian walked back and forth at the door of the kitchen, even the ground made him step down an inch.

"Okay, you have stewed for so long, the meat is rotten in the pot, how can you eat it?"

Seeing Shi Qian's anxious appearance, the village woman who cooks explained: "The roosters and black dogs have been raised for several years, and they are only fragrant if they are stewed slowly over a low fire."

Shi Qian accepted the explanation helplessly, but after walking back and forth twice, he asked again: "Are you ready? Can I eat it?"

The village woman smiled and shook her head while preparing other dishes.

When Shiqian No.90 raised this question eight times, Ximen Qing had already stretched himself and stood in the yard.

"Okay, Er Gouzi, help me bring it to the table!"

Er Gouzi was the little boy with a snotty nose just now, Ximen Qing couldn't help but laugh at this nickname.

Facing the two plates of meat, Shi Qian took a deep breath, and while swallowing his saliva, he gave a thumbs up and said, "Xiang, the saliva is almost coming out!"

"If you really dripped your saliva on the plate, how can you eat it?" Er Gouzi ignored the danger of dripping down his own snot at any time, and loudly criticized Shi Qian who was drooling.

Shi Qian was not as knowledgeable as him, so he turned around with a smile and went to wake people up.

The old Qintou did not appear during the meal. The old man was old and had to take a nap at noon; Ximen Qing and the others had a round belly and Sun Erniang also praised the chef for his skill and the good soup. .

Er Gouzi's mouth was full of things, and he whimpered and gestured, which meant that his mother was cooking.

Naturally, the village woman who was cooking did not go to the table, but set up a small table in the kitchen, drinking and drinking with a few helpers, and eating by herself.

Ximen Qing patted Er Gouzi's head, and said to Shi Qian: "Third brother, you see that the child is smart, why don't you accept him as an apprentice."

Shi Qian stretched out his hand to touch Er Gouzi's body, nodded and said, "This kid has slender bones, so he is suitable."

Unconvinced, Er Gouzi suddenly sucked in the trailing snot, got rid of Shi Qian's clutches angrily and said, "You are not much taller than me, who wants to learn from you?"

"Don't think I'm not tall." Shi Qian withdrew his hand and stroked his mustache and said, "I have a lot of skills. I have learned how to walk on the roof like walking on the ground, and I am tall and tall. Who in the world doesn't know that I am famous for being a flea? "

"do not want!"

Er Gouzi's head was almost shaking like a rattle, and he flatly refused: "What you said is not a good thing, if you don't learn it, you won't learn it."

"Then what do you want to learn?" Ximen Qing asked with interest.

The two dogs rolled their eyes: "If you want to learn, you must learn what is useful." Then he pointed to Wu Song: "The sword technique is good."

Looking back at Ximen Qing again: "I want to learn the trick of that stone shining!"

Seeing what Er Gouzi said, everyone laughed when they heard it. Ximen Qing shook his head and said, "My second brother is capable of killing people. What do you want to learn from him? As for me, I can't teach you this trick. "

"Why!" Er Gouzi's eyes were flickering, and when Ximen Qing was not paying attention, he reached out to touch the Leigong Stone on Ximen Qing's waist, and Shiqian hurriedly hugged him and said, "You baby Don't stretch out your hands indiscriminately, there is thunder in the stone, and you are not playing tricks if you get electrified."

Hearing this, Er Gouzi finally gave up, but his two black eyes stared at Lei Gongshi, and he couldn't relax for a moment.

"If you're not afraid of thieves stealing, you're afraid of thieves thinking about you." Ximen Qing joked, "Third brother, this is your successor."

Shi Qian laughed: "This doll is really interesting. When I grow up, I will definitely accept him as an apprentice."

Everyone laughed again, just mentioning the apprentice, Wu Song thought of Xiao Tianqing, and naturally sighed.

Knowing Wu Song's intentions, Ximen Qing persuaded: "There is nothing but destiny in the world. Even Mr. Gongsun knows that Xiao Tianqing is blessed, so he gave the magic talisman. God's will tricks people, but there is no way."

"Who can tell clearly about ghosts and gods?" Wu Song thought for a while and said, "It's a pity that I was confused for a while and didn't formally accept Xiao Tianqing as an apprentice."

At the side, Erniang Sun must have heard Wu Song talk about Xiao Tianqing, and she also tried to persuade her, but Wu Song did just that.

Rice, of course, can't be eaten for nothing.

Ximen Qing stuffed a ten-pass note into Er Gouzi's hand, and then ordered the porters to set off, preparing to go to the post station twenty miles away for the night.

The villagers were reluctant to leave, after all, it was not always possible for a businessman who could use magic to pass by.

So the villagers sent them all the way out of the village entrance, and they stopped when they reached the stone engraved with the word Qin.

Ximen Qing got on his horse, took a last look at the stone, and suddenly heard the words of Old Qintou.

"The little old man is illiterate, the only thing he can write is his own Qin characters. To be honest, besides engraving Qin characters, I really don't know what to engrave."

"This old Qintou is really interesting. I think he must have been a great hero back then." Ximenqing thought to himself, looking back, as if he could still see old Qintou squinting his eyes leaning on the rock to bask in the sun. Let a head of white hair be gently blown by the breeze.

"That old Qintou is not ordinary." Sun Erniang was also deeply moved: "Why didn't my family hear his name from my father?"

Wu Songdao: "There are many incognito people in Jianghu. Maybe in your father's eyes, this old Qintou has already washed his hands in a golden basin. Why mention his name?"

"You haven't seen those villagers in the Qin family village, most likely they have some kung fu. It must be taught by this old Qin head."

After eating, drinking and resting enough, the porters moved faster, and the distance of twenty li was shorter than Ximen Qing expected.

The small station can already be seen clearly.

Although the sun was still high, Ximen Qing decided to let the team stay in the post station for the night, so that they could go on their way the next day after recharging their spirits.

Ximen Qing touched the Huangchengsi waist badge in his arms, it was a free meal ticket on the way.

Sure enough, as soon as the badge was on, the postmen recognized it.

It is not far from Bianliang, Tokyo, so the recognition rate of Huangcheng Division's waist badge is naturally much higher.

Of course, the Imperial City Division usually came and went in a hurry, and most of them went alone or in groups of two. It was rare for Ximen Qing and Wu Song to bring a wine transport team.

The Imperial City Secretary has always been mysterious in his work, and most of the postmen talked about it behind their backs, and none of them dared to question him face-to-face.

In Ximen Qing's words, this is called "executing tasks".

All night.

It was only when Ximen Qing woke up the next morning that something was wrong.

Shi Qian was usually squinting at this hour, but Wu Song should have woken up to practice boxing earlier.

There was a lot of movement about Wu Song practicing boxing, and Ximen Qing had always been used as an alarm clock.

Maybe because he went to bed early last night, Ximen Qing got up early today because he heard the magpies calling in the yard.

When Ximen Qing was wondering, he saw Wu Song's door opened a crack, exposing Sun Erniang's head looking around.

"what's the situation."

Without even thinking about it, Ximen Qing quickly dodged behind the trees in the courtyard.

After watching for a while, Sun Erniang quietly opened the door and walked out, walking towards her own room.

It wasn't until Sun Erniang returned to her room and closed the door with a "squeak" that Wu Song coughed angrily from the room.

Then Wu Song appeared at the door.

The usually thick eyebrows and big eyes turned into happy brows, Wu Song walked in the courtyard, stretched his fists and feet, and was about to practice boxing, but he remembered something and stopped.

The magpie jumped up and down the tree, still screaming "cha-cha".

"You flat-haired bastard, you also know that the master did a good job last night!" Wu Song casually picked up a piece of gravel the size of a fingernail from the ground, and was about to pop it out.

At this moment, a sentence came from behind the tree: "Congratulations!"

These words were so sudden that Wu Song was taken aback.

The romantic husband Ximen Qing:

Chapter 190 VI

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