The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 970
Although the young lady always calls her gods and gods, but everyone has never seen a real god, who knows if it is real or not?Besides, how could the gods come down to earth so easily?
But my young lady went up the mountain many times in the past six months, and was thrown down by the gods on the mountain. Every time she easily reached the Ding Mansion compound, everyone saw it with her own eyes, and she has become accustomed to it by now.

Now suddenly a young man appeared, and he flew the old housekeeper Ding An into the sky with a wave of his hand. It was almost the same as the magical power that threw the young lady back every day. If this is not a fairy, then what is a fairy?

Therefore, including Ding An, a large crowd all knelt down, terrified.

"Fairy, fairy!"

"The real person is above, and the villain is bowing down."

"My god, my disciple kowtowed to you."

More than a dozen servants of the Ding Mansion knelt down on the ground, looking very magnificent. Seeing this, Ding Xiang couldn't help picking the tip of her hair on her forehead again with her left hand, then put her hands on her hips, triumphantly, and said in her mouth: "I will say Well, of course I invited the gods!"

Mrs. Ding could no longer hide at this time, she strode out with a few maidservants, and gave a lady's salute to Chen Zhao, with a very respectful voice: "I see the gods, I don't know what the name of this elder is?"

Chen Zhao looked at this person, and saw that this person had a graceful demeanor, the demeanor of a high-ranking person, and his eyes were full of doting and helplessness when he looked at Ding Xiang, so he knew that this was the Mrs. Ding in the original drama who was good at managing the house and teaching daughters well. .

Of course, it's not that there's no way to teach girls, it's just that there's nothing to do with adolescent rebellious children.

Chen Zhao waved his hands and said, "Madam Ding, you don't need to be polite, everyone should get up too."

As soon as he waved his hand, Madam Ding immediately felt an extremely gentle force gently lift her up, and straightened her waist involuntarily.

Then, those housekeepers and servants who were kneeling on the ground stood up involuntarily. Like Mrs. Ding, they all felt a gentle force to lift them up.

This time, everyone was more convinced, and even more convinced that Chen Zhao was a god.

Chen Zhao laughed and said, "I'm Chen Zhao, a qi refiner in Zhongnan Mountain. I used to follow Emperor Zhenwu and learned some superficial knowledge, but I can't be called a god."

"A Qi refiner?" Ding Xiang asked very curiously.

Chen Zhao glanced at her, and said, "Miss Ding, you are not really fond of Qiuxian Dao, it's just that you are young and stubborn, and you like to hunt for novelties, but you are from a rich and wealthy family, although you can't be said to be an heir of poetry and books, but Ding If such a big family business is passed on to an ignorant boy like you in the future, wouldn’t it hurt my parents’ hearts?”

Ding Xiang hurriedly said: "Master, I don't want to inherit the Ding family's property, I just want to be a fairy."

"It's a joke, you can't even inherit the family business, so why are you talking about becoming an immortal? Then the Dragon King of the East China Sea is Si Yu's righteous god. Does it mean that his family is rich and rich, and has all kinds of rare treasures?"

"Ah... this?" Ding Xiang was speechless.

Mrs. Ding was overjoyed when she heard this, and felt that what the fairy said could not be more correct.

Although Ding Xiang is a daughter's family, the Ding family's Wanguan family property cannot be lost. Even if Ding Xiang has a marriage contract with that Liu Chenxiang, he can still be recruited as a son-in-law. Just give up?

The wealthy families, who grew up with rich clothes and fine food, have to inherit the family business when they grow up. This is their responsibility and obligation.

If you want to become a fairy, you can become a fairy?Have you considered family?
Xie An, a famous scholar in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, was amazingly talented and brilliant. He was famous at the time, and there was a saying, "If An Shi doesn't come out, how can the common people live?" But he didn't want to be an official, and lived in Dongshan with prostitutes. How carefree and at ease?

However, once the family suffered misfortunes, the elder brother died of illness, the younger brother was defeated and demoted, and the family was in turmoil, Xie An was obliged to make a comeback and support the family.

So Mrs. Ding stepped forward and asked: "Chen Xianchang, dare to ask this child Ding Xiang, can he learn from immortals and manage the family at the same time?"

Chen Zhao nodded, and replied: "Of course. The so-called one person can ascend to heaven, but the immortality that Ding Xiang will really learn in the future will not lead the family to prosperity. Even in the immortal world, he will be shameless."

Now Mrs. Ding was overjoyed and couldn't help nodding her head again and again.He said in his heart: "It's still this fairy who understands the truth. I said it many times and didn't listen. Now that the gods have said that, let's see what else you can do!"

"Oh, Master!"

Ding Xiang hurriedly stepped forward, pulled Chen Zhao's sleeve and said: "The disciple sincerely asks the immortal to ask, the master asked me to inherit the family business, so I will inherit it."

She paused, then quickly asked: "Dare to ask Master, what is a Qi Refiner?"

Standing with his hands behind his back, Chen Zhao said calmly: "The so-called Qi refiners are of course the generation of immortals. The so-called seizing the good fortune of the world, harvesting the essence of the sun and the moon, riding the clouds and driving the fog, calling the wind and rain, and subduing demons and demons are for refining Qi."

He glanced at Ding Xiang: "If you usually study hard and know some poems, you don't know what it means to be a Qi Refiner."

……

Chen Zhao was teaching Ding Xiang a lesson, Madam Ding gave Ding An a wink, and the two walked under a tree, whispering to each other.

"Ding An, look at this man, is he really a fairy?"

Although Mrs. Ding is in charge of the family business to kill decisively, but there is nothing she can do about this precious lump. At this moment, she is at a loss, so she asks her confidant butler Ding An.

"Returning to Madam, this old slave has lived half his life, and he dare not say how many people he has seen through. It doesn't matter whether the person in front of him is a god or not, but he knows some spells, and what he said seems to be right, but this is true."

Madam Ding nodded, and said: "I just bowed my knees to him and he was far away from me. When I raised my hand lightly, I felt a soft force lift me up. I think it must be a magic spell. No."

"Madam is clear. Just now, when he waved his hand, the old man flew into the sky. When he waved his hand, we kneeling people all stood up involuntarily. This is definitely not something that can be done by jugglers."

Ding An pondered.

After a pause, he continued: "Madam, this old slave has an idea, I don't know whether to say it or not."

Mrs. Ding said: "You don't need to hide it from me, just tell me."

Ding An nodded and said: "Ma'am, you see, since Miss really made this magician a god, we are lucky to go along with the flow and offer him as a god. Anyway, it's not far off."

"If he really knows how to call the wind and rain, ride the clouds and ride the fog and so on, teach the young lady three tricks to calm her mind, so that she won't run to the mountains at every turn."

That's what Madam Ding meant, but she couldn't make up her mind about whether Chen Zhao was a god or not. Seeing that her confidant Ding An said so, she breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "That's good, so she can put her mind at home. Everything is strong."

"As long as she can stay at home for a day, the house will be peaceful for a day. I am also worried. She runs up the mountain from time to time. Sooner or later, something will happen."

Not to mention where the master and the servant care about Fang Ding, Ding Xiang heard that Chen Zhao would ride the clouds, call the wind and rain, subdue demons and eliminate demons, she was overjoyed, and said, "Isn't this the means of the gods? It seems that I am right."

Immediately knelt down on both knees, bowed his hands and bowed: "I beg the gods to accept disciples as apprentices, and beseech real people to accept disciples as apprentices!"

Seeing that Chen Zhao didn't speak, he stretched out a finger and said, "If the real person is willing to accept me as an apprentice, my Ding family is willing to pay 100 taels of silver every month, if not, then 200 taels..."

"Wait a minute!" Chen Zhao stopped Ding Xiang's own teacher from raising the price, and asked lightly, "Ding Xiang, do you know the value of 100 taels of silver?"

"Today's yield per mu is no more than two shi, and one tael of silver can buy four shi of grain."

"There is a private school gentleman in Huayin County, whose annual salary is only three taels of silver. It is said that your Ding family has ten thousand mu of land, and the annual output is only 500 taels of silver."

"Ding Xiang, you don't even know this basic common sense, how can you become a fairy if you open your mouth for 100 taels and 200 taels of silver?"

Chen Zhao looked at Ding Xiang and said lightly.

Mrs. Ding and Ding An on the side were both shocked, and they looked at Chen Zhao, full of hunger and inconceivable.

(End of this chapter)