Chronicle of Farming in Muxianfu

Chapter 483

"Hey," Cheng'er nodded while smiling, "Okay, there are still two packs of the croton powder I bought last time. This doesn't hurt anyone. Even if we are caught, we can't do anything to us."

The two made a plan, got on their horses together, went down the mountain to find a farmer, gave them a tael of silver, stored the horses in their yard, and wrapped some steamed buns for dry food. After climbing in the dark for an hour in the ancient forest, they finally descended from the back mountain to the courtyard wall. After searching for more than half an hour, they found a bluestone culvert for drainage in the rainy season. They compared it , Barely able to get through, Simba stretched his arms in and grabbed the root of a small shrub, crawled in cautiously, and then dragged Cheng'er over.

The two were so tired that they leaned against the wall and rested for a long while, until the night got darker, and the road ahead had passed two patrols before they moved forward under the shade of the trees.

Although the two of them were not familiar with the layout of the villa, luckily they didn't intend to assassinate any important person. They just wanted to find a kitchen and followed the aroma of the food to the back of a small courtyard in the northwest corner. Simba stepped on it. Cheng'er leaned on the wall with his shoulders to peek inside, jumped down quickly, and said in a low voice, "It's here, but there are many servants eating inside, let's find a place to hide first, and let everyone leave in a quiet place." Time, let's go in and find the wine cellar.

Cheng'er nodded, and the two of them glanced around. They both lay down under a thick bush, took out the steamed buns in their arms, and randomly gnawed on one.

The night was getting deeper, and the waning moon hanging high in the sky cast a faint radiance. Two small figures quietly climbed over the courtyard wall, and walked around the base of the wall. Finally, they smelled the smell of alcohol in the southeast corner of the courtyard. The man gave a silent cheer of joy, quietly lifted the cover of the cellar, and climbed down the ladder.

Cheng'er took advantage of the weak oil lamp in the corner, looked around carefully, and said with a smile, "This Wanjian Villa is rich enough, just this wine jar is worth a thousand."

Simbala followed him and walked a few steps in, clapped a jar of green bamboo leaves beside his hands and said with a smile, "They will definitely buy some good wine for the banquet, let's sprinkle the medicine powder in it, hehe..."

"The one who runs to the toilet must be a big shot, haha." The two couldn't help laughing wickedly when they thought of those well-known heroes running to the toilet with their stomachs in their arms.

After laughing, the two naughty boys looked for good wine everywhere, but before they found it, they heard a creak from the door of the wine cellar. He held his breath and peeked out.

The gap at the top of the wine cellar was getting bigger and bigger, and suddenly a man in black jumped into it like a fish swimming into the sea. He landed on the ground and immediately leaned against the wall quietly, looking very vigilant.

Simba and Cheng'er looked at each other with surprise in their eyes. Could it be that they met someone who had the same idea as them?

The man waited for a while but there was no movement. He let out a long sigh of relief, shook his neck, pulled off the black scarf on his face, and showed a fair smile. Turning over, a very small dagger appeared in his hand, gently lifted the mud seal on the edge of a wine jar, poked a small hole in the linoleum, and continued like this, breaking open more than a dozen jars of wine on the shelf Then he took out two paper bags, one red and one green, from his bosom, opened the smaller green paper bag, lightly sprinkled the medicine powder inside into the small opening, and then slowly restored the upturned linoleum.In this way, soon, the little green paper bag bottomed out.

He began to sprinkle the medicine powder in the red paper bag into dozens of jars of ordinary wine at the door, and listened to the movement outside the wine cellar from time to time, sweating profusely.

Cheng'er and Simba were both in shock, until he finished his work and flashed out of the wine cellar, he was relieved, sat on the ground, patted his chest and murmured, "Who is this man, he is really ruthless Yes, we just want to put some croton powder in a few jars of good wine, but this guy is good, he poured more than 100 jars."

Cheng'er fanned the wind with his sleeve, and said with a smile, "That's right, there are two types of medicine powder, and you can tell that the conspiracy is huge at a glance. How about it, should we wait and see what happens, or just push the boat along?"

Simba sneered and pushed him, "Isn't that the same thing? We both wanted to add some trouble to this bullshit meeting because we hated that little servant for looking down on others, but we didn't intend to hurt anyone's life. This It’s fine if it doesn’t happen, but now that it happens, we have to help anyway, if we really solve the crisis in Wulin, maybe the two of us will become famous all over the world.”

Cheng'er raised his eyebrows, raised his chin, stroked his ungrown beard with his bare hands, and said reluctantly, "Okay, this hero will help them this time."

Simba cupped his fists and laughed, "Hero Shaker is so reckless, he really has a broad mind."

The two naughty boys laughed together, got up and heard no movement outside, and started to move the wine jars sprinkled with medicinal powder into the innermost, and then moved out the ones inside, and put them away as they were.

The two of them changed the ordinary drinks at the door, and were worrying about the good wine on the shelf, there was no stock to replace it, when they heard someone walking outside the wine cellar, the two immediately hid again.

In less than a moment, the lid of the wine cellar was completely opened, and a few servants came down and began to move the wine jars out. One of them yawned sleepily, and muttered and complained, "Holding a martial arts conference, people are so busy that they are too busy in the middle of the night." Don't stop."

A short and fat young man next to him took the wine jar, handed it out, and persuaded, "Okay, Er Zhuzi, just don't say a few words, and you will be reprimanded if you are heard by the chief steward, but it's just for these two days." , just get over it."

"The chief manager? Hmph, he's just a wimp, a soft-witted bastard..."

"Okay, don't shut up yet!" Hearing that his words became more and more shameless, the short and fat boy hurriedly scolded him in a low voice, "You want everyone to be whipped with you, move it quickly, this wine is the boss I personally ordered eighty altars at the door and twenty altars on the shelf, if something goes wrong, you alone will take the blame."

The boy didn't know whether he was afraid of the whip, or he was complaining too much, finally shut up, honestly handed out all the wine jars, then climbed up the ladder in two or three steps, and closed the lid of the wine cellar with a bang.

Cheng'er looked at the empty wooden shelf, shrugged helplessly and said, "It's not that we don't help, it's that the man acted too quickly."

Simba also sighed, "Those good wines must be given to those who sit at the head of the table. At that time, we should find a chance to get in and see the situation."

Cheng'er nodded and said with a smile, "Tell me, will Brahma Palace also send some uncle to the meeting?"

"I don't think so. According to Mom, Dad's Brahma Palace is a mysterious route."

Thinking of one or two strange words and phrases that my aunt often used, Cheng'er rolled her eyes with a smile, "This shit meeting is over, let's go to Fengcheng to meet my aunt, I miss my aunt so much."

Simba also touched his stomach, and then smiled and took his shoulders, "I miss my mother too, especially when I'm hungry. But, we can only eat steamed buns now, and the banquet won't be held until tomorrow night, let's Let's hide here for a day."

On the eighth day of October, the weather was extremely fine, the sky was as blue as washing, and there were occasional wisps of cotton-like white clouds drifting by, which did not affect the enthusiasm of the sun in the slightest, making the earth hot and dry.

Wanjian Villa has a front yard of two acres in size. A two-meter-high platform was built with wooden boards and covered with red carpet.

At noon, the hale and hearty old master Sima Yuan, dressed in black brocade robes and a golden belt, stepped onto the stage. First, he clasped his hands to salute the hundreds of martial arts people in the audience, and then said loudly: "My fellow martial artists, since the three After the gathering at the Junyi Villa a few years ago, we never had the chance to meet again. Today, it is honored for you to come to the old man's village and join in the grand event. The old man is very grateful, thank you here in advance.

Everyone has also seen that the arena has been set up. According to the rules of previous conferences, if you want to make a big appearance, you can come up and exercise your muscles. If you want to compete, you can click here.A sumptuous banquet has been prepared in the backyard, and when we drink wine in the evening, there are still major affairs waiting for everyone to discuss. "Speaking, he turned back and pushed his palms flat, drawing everyone's attention to the fence on the second floor of the main building, and said with a smile, "For the sake of fairness in the competition, I specially invited a few seniors with high morals to sit in the township, and I hope that your colleagues , Righteousness is at the head, don't hurt your peace. "

All the people below echoed, "Don't worry, the old owner, we are in the same way, and we will walk together in the rivers and lakes, so peace is the most important thing!"

Sima Yuan clasped his fists together again with a red face, stepped off the stage, and sat down on the bench where several old men lived on the second floor, drank tea together and waited for everyone to compete.

Mu Ai and his wife stood in the outer circle of the crowd, looked up to the second floor, then glanced at each other, and said with a smile, "If I had known that the old men are so prestigious in the Jianghu, we should go on the same road with them, and we wouldn't have to Live on fruit every day."

Ouyang looked down and saw that her forehead under the veiled hat was slightly damp, knowing that she was afraid of being exposed and hadn't put up the aura shield, so he turned sideways to shield her from the sun, still smiling quietly.

Although the names they reported when they entered the door are somewhat famous, they are still a bit far behind those who have become famous in the world. Therefore, although there are meat and vegetables in the meals these days, the taste is definitely not good. Others People in the Jianghu may not be picky, but the food of Muai's family has been absolutely fine for many years, so they find it difficult to swallow.

Mu Ai had no choice but to take out all the food in the space, and ate it all. Since last night, she could only eat fruits, so today I saw a few old men who had seats, tea and snacks, that's all. emotion.

There are talented people from generation to generation, and the rivers and lakes are no exception. Young children from various families, apprentices and grandchildren from various sects, and even some famous old knights who are hidden from the world are closed disciples. No one is willing to let go.

　It was snowing and the road was slippery. I came back a bit late, and immediately coded a thousand words, but it was still half an hour late. I am so sorry! !Recently, Kavinka is very good, woo, headache, thank you friends for supporting the genuine version, group hugs! Keep working hard! ! !

　　
　
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