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When Chen Pingan climbed out of the well with a load of dirt on his back, he was a little stunned.

Outside the mouth of the well stood a group of scholars led by Gao Guanbo. The leader was the old Mr. Ribu who was standing on a ladder under the plaque on the archway and reprimanded the supervisor loudly. Standing beside him was the predecessor who built the covered bridge The superintendent, Mr. Song, who is said to be the father of Song Jixin, has a slightly paler skin than when he was in the small town. The other five or six people are mostly in their 40s and [-]s. He looks more like a high official than Mr. Song.

In fact, it's not just Chen Pingan's sluggish expression. This group of officials from the Ministry of Rites with the most noble status among the six yamen of Dali was also shocked to see the only rich man in the town who had three bags of gold and copper coins. In front of such a poor and sour boy covered in dust, he holds in his hand a wealth equivalent to half of Emperor Dali's treasury?Then spend a lot of money and buy a whole five hills including Luopo Mountain in one go?

Ruan Qiong did not show up, but Ruan Xiu, a girl in green clothes, stood side by side with Wu Yuan, the magistrate of Longquan County.It makes people think that Mr. Wu, whose backing is so terrifying, is angry with those gang of Rites. After all, on his own territory, if he cuts such a piece of fat for a group of outsiders, no one will be happy.

In the turmoil that happened downstairs in the archway, Wu Yuan unexpectedly retreated to the end, and let Dong Hu, the right servant of the Ministry of Rites, take all sixteen characters and leave, even if a Qi practitioner on the seventh floor who served as a secret squire, Make sure that the words on the plaques have no spirit, and there is no need to take out the precious Fengleijian. Dong Shilang is still arrogant and wants to tear down the plaques and move them away. After the monument was completed, he was content with bringing the subordinates of the Ministry of Rites to stay in a large family house in Taoye Lane.

Wu Yuan finally took advantage of the small town's large-scale construction project, and the reputation and reputation won among ordinary people was suddenly returned to its original shape.Fulu Street and Taoye Lane were happy to see this happen, and it became a topic of conversation after dinner.Some people said that if Wu Yuan dared to be hard-hearted and stubborn with the people of the Ministry of Rites to the end, he would still admire this kid's backbone. Now, he is afraid that he will be a tortoise in the Ministry of Rites and will officially wear the magistrate in the future. After the official uniform, it is necessary to cross the nest.

Chen Ping'an gently jumped down the wellhead with a load of dirt on his back, standing in front of these big officials, the waiter Dong Hu smiled, stroked his beard and said, "Your name is Chen Ping'an, the old man's surname is Dong, in our high school. I'm in the Lili Department, this time I'm looking for you, it's not a business, it's just a whim, I want to see what the master of the five hills looks like, and now I've got what I want, it's a worthwhile trip."

At the end, the old waiter looked around and smiled heartily.

Except for Master Song, who was a kiln inspector, the rest of the officials of the Ministry of Rites laughed along with him, as if Dong Shilang had told a big joke.

Chen Ping'an is a little embarrassed. I don't understand the Dali Yayan mandarin you speak, Mr.

The corner of Wu Yuan's mouth pulled a subtle arc.

Master Song, who is proficient in the small town dialect, has absolutely no intention of helping this Yamen Shangguan.

Because the two belonged to different hills, and not long ago, the two sides had completely torn their faces, if it wasn't for His Majesty the Emperor appointed him, Song Yuzhang must accompany him to the south, and he would have absolutely no part in this beautiful trip.The yamen of the Ministry of Rites are all scholars, and they are the seeds of reading from the battle of thousands of troops and horses on a single-plank bridge, so the war of words in this yamen is really elegant, elegant, and wonderful. Fortunately, Song Yuzhang is a person who can stay in a small town. A habitual geek, after returning to the capital, he did things in silence, but he didn't feel any resentment.

Dong Shilang has cultivated in the yamen for most of his life, and climbed almost all of it in the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Rites was the only yamen in the Dali court that could compete with the Ministry of War. Dong Hu was the third in command. Obviously, he was a sharp-minded old fox, and he realized it all at once. When he realized his mistake, thinking of finding a way for himself to go down, he turned his head and smiled at the only daughter of Master Ruan, hoping that she could help him spread the word.

It's just that Dong Hu gave up his thoughts almost instantly. A saint of the Fengxue Temple military family who even His Majesty the Emperor would treat as a guest, and a servant of the Ministry of Rites himself, would dare to ask Ruan Shi's daughter to do this and that. A difficult character who didn't understand etiquette, felt that he had neglected her, and went back to her father's side to sue him, and then the sage Ruan Shi only had to pass a sentence and a half to the capital, estimating that he was a third-rank official, It can be done, but it will definitely be uncomfortable.The old man's mind was in a hurry, but it was only a momentary thing. Lord Shilang decided to change his original intention and looked at the girl with a smile. On Lu Street or Taoye Lane, get a simple and clean house.

But the next moment, the jaw-dropping thing happened. The daughter of Master Ruan, who was unattainable in the eyes of all the officials of the Ministry of Rites, hurried to the side of the mud-legged boy, presumably to repeat Dong Shilang's words to him, and the boy had a normal face Listening to the girl's words, these officials of the Ministry of Rites were really shocked.

How could Chen Ping'an know that such a trivial matter can make these distinguished capital figures seem to be thinking thousands of miles away.After listening carefully to Ruan Xiu's message, Chen Ping'an smiled and said to her: "Xiuxiu, please tell this old gentleman that I am a dragon kiln worker, and now I work in a blacksmith's shop. Shantou, I would like to thank Master Ruan."

As soon as the girl in Tsing Yi heard the name "Xiu Xiu", she laughed until her long eyes narrowed into crescent moons. Finally, she happily used the orthodox elegant dialect of East Treasure Pingzhou to say it to the old servant of the Great Li. .All the officials of the Ministry of Rites, including Dong Hu, are of course proficient in the "elegant words" of one continent.Even in the capital of Dali, being able to speak eloquently and skillfully in elegant language has become an important criterion for distinguishing high-class people from the poor.

Dong Hu's expression became more and more amiable, and he nodded lightly with a smile. After listening to Miss Ruan's explanation, he said that he would not disturb Chen Pingan's work, and asked Miss Ruan to help them say goodbye to Master Ruan. Since Master Ruan was busy casting swords, It is even more difficult to disturb, otherwise, His Majesty, who has admired Master Ruan for a long time, will definitely be punished.

Ruan Xiu was not interested in these polite remarks, and there was no further elaboration. The already mature old servant did not dare to have any dissatisfaction. After introducing a few scenes of the capital of Dali to Miss Ruan, she led the team away with a calm expression.

Song Yuzhang walked at the end of the team, and Wu Yuan walked behind Song Yuzhang.

Ruan Xiu accompanied Chen Ping'an to dump the soil in the baskets, and she said as she walked, "My father said that the matter of buying the mountain will soon be settled. In addition to this group of officials from the Ministry of Rites, we also need the ground of the Qin Tianjian. The master comes forward, plus you, and the three parties sign together to sign, it is the final word, but the geographers led by the two Mr. Qingwu are still carefully surveying the topography and geomancy of all the mountains, and it is estimated that they will be out in a few days."

Chen Pingan thought for a while, put down the basket, looked at the busy figures around him, and asked, "Let's go to the stream and chat while walking?"

Ruan Xiu smiled and said, "Okay."

Ruan Xiu lowered her voice interestingly, and said softly, "In addition to Mr. Qingwu and ordinary geographers, many other Qi practitioners from hundreds of schools and other sects are also here, including two young ones. Mountain-moving apes, one is a silver-backed ape, and the other is a gibbon, which is usually kept in the deep mountains and forests, and only when it is needed will it be driven to break up the peaks or move the hills."

"There is also the Xieling Armored Soldier created by the Taoist Talisman School. It is a very magical thing. After a thin talisman is instilled by the Qi Practitioner, it can become a tall Armored Soldier with a height of seven or eight feet. Infinity, although it is not as good as the mountain ape, but it is good to be obedient, and there will never be an accident. The mountain moving ape is violent, especially the young mountain ape, which is especially difficult to tame. Once it gets out of control, it will definitely die. It’s a huge loss. I heard that there are also cardigan puppets made by the Mo clan giants, and I have never seen them before. If there is a chance, I will definitely go and see them in the future.”

"My father picked two shops for you, a New Year's shop and a grass head shop, just next to each other, you are very familiar with it. If you have no opinion, my father can help you to finalize the deal right away, Because this kind of small transaction does not involve the feng shui profit and loss of a dynasty and the luck of the mountains and rivers, it does not need to be as troublesome as buying a mountain."

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, then smiled: "Of course there is no problem."

Ruan Xiu suddenly remembered something, and said mysteriously: "My father said a message in private, that Emperor Dali spoke in person, since the town has now belonged to the territory of Dali, the magic weapons left in the market and the people will all be The treasury was recovered at a high price. In the end, about [-] good old items were confiscated in the town. The items handed over by Taoye Lane on Fulu Street and ordinary people were half and half, but the selling price was not high at all. In the end, Emperor Dali took out seven or eight items privately, and collected thirty pieces. As the lucky head of [-] hills, it was given to the buyer for nothing. Of course, ordinary people do not know which hills have lucky heads and which ones. No, but my father learned that there will definitely be Shenxiu Mountain and Luopao Mountain, and they are of excellent quality. The mountain god sits in it."

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, squatted by the stream, and frowned.

It seems a little unreal.

The boy in Mud Bottle Alley never dreamed that he would have such a day.

The dream of the straw-shoe boy is at most related to the festive Spring Festival couplets, the majestic door god, the fragrant meat buns, and a bag full of clattering copper coins.

Ruan Xiu squatted down with him and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Chen Ping'an hesitated, but he couldn't seem to say why, so he shook his head, pulled out a piece of licorice, and chewed it in his mouth familiarly.

After a moment of silence, Chen Ping'an turned his head and said with a smile: "Miss Ruan, I called you Xiuxiu in front of outsiders just now, don't be angry, I saw so many high-ranking officials and I was very nervous, so I thought of pretending to be familiar with you. look."

Ruan Xiu blinked and asked an indifferent question, "Well, is there any news about your friend recently, the one with the sword and sword."

Chen Pingan said at a loss: "You said Miss Ning, after she left, I didn't know about her."

Ruan Xiu smiled.

Chen Ping'an suddenly raised his head and turned to the stone arch bridge, and a familiar bright red dashed forward, his legs like the wheels of a car.

Chen Ping'an had a bad premonition, so he quickly stood up. The little girl in the dirty and wrinkled red padded jacket came to him and looked up at him with her head raised. She was actually full of tears and heartbroken. Wrinkling his tanned face, he choked out, "Mr. Xueshu Ma is dead, and he asked me to come to you before he died."

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