Attunement into fine rules

In the garden of Xianchuyuan, Fairy Feng was surrounded by noble ladies and princes as usual, chatting and laughing, talking about interesting things in the imperial city.

"If you want to say that the most popular person these days is the Second Young Master Wei." Knowing what Fairy Feng likes to hear, a noble lady pursed her lips and said with a smile. The real person breaks through the realm and forms the alchemy, His Majesty personally bestowed the name Qin Duyou, there are countless people in the imperial city who want to see him, make friends with him and listen to his music."

"Young Master Wei Er is a high-ranking scholar, how can he make friends with people so easily? These people don't care, they put the gifts in front of the gate of Young Master Wei Er's courtyard and leave. The pile of gifts is hard for the servants of the Wei Mansion , I have to use a cart to move it for half an hour every day... tsk tsk tsk, it’s already a scene on Huangcheng Street.”

"Alas, it's a pity that the second son of Wei has a disease in his legs, so he can't walk well." The other young son sighed, "He will never be able to enter the court, and he will not be able to get an official position. Otherwise, with His Majesty's love for him, he will surely rise to the top from now on. Guangzong Yaozu."

"What's so good about being an official?" Feng Xianzi sat on the edge of the flower bed, twirling a hosta flower in her hand, and dangling her two calves, "I went to the palace banquet to see those high-ranking officials. The old man with a beard and wrinkled face is very ugly. Even if Brother Wei is not an official, he is a thousand times stronger than them."

Court officials are not inherited from their ancestors, they have to go through the imperial examinations with thousands of troops, and then they have been promoted step by step for many years before they can sit in the position of high officials.

Therefore, it is basically impossible for high officials to be young. In the eyes of Fairy Feng, who is seven or eight years old, don't they all look like old men with beards and wrinkles?

That's the truth, but the people surrounding Fairy Feng, of course, wouldn't argue with her about this, they all smiled and even claimed it was true.

Compared with the bustle of Feng Xianzi's side, Feng Baoer's side seemed deserted.

She was wearing a satin dress with red background and white flowers, her black hair was combed into double buns, and she was wearing a silver grate. She sat alone under the eaves of the small tea room, resting her chin on one hand, and stared at the group of people in the flower bed in a daze. .

Only the porcelain wind chimes hanging on the corners of the eaves rotated in the wind from time to time, making a few crisp ringing sounds, accompanying Feng Baoer.

Recently, my sister has become more and more estranged from her. She used to ask her to come to the front to pour tea and water from time to time, but now she is simply left alone.

Was it because of the thunder that day, that she held brother Wei's hand?

Although the nanny says she loves her and protects her, she still clings to her younger sister more. The status of the younger sister is different now. The nanny is in charge of her clothes, jewelry, food and drink. She has a lot of responsibilities and is busy every day, so she can only take time to see what she lacks.

She felt more and more lonely.

"Miss Bao is here alone?"

Hearing someone calling her, Feng Baoer raised her eyes, and saw Mr. Wen Run in a shirt standing opposite, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking at her with a smile.

"En." Feng Baoer stood up from the steps, blessed him, and called him politely, "Brother Cheng."

Although Brother Cheng had helped his younger sister to scold her before, but her younger sister had a high status, so she was the one who did something wrong by splashing tea on her younger sister's skirt.

She didn't blame anyone.

No one paid attention to her these days, only brother Cheng came to see her and talk to her from time to time, but she became somewhat close and dependent on him.

"Miss Bao stays here every day, sitting here for a whole day. It makes people feel unbearable." Mr. Wen Run approached Feng Bao'er a few steps, with an amiable expression, "Since I came to the imperial city, I have been with the fairy all the time, and I haven't really gone yet. Shall we go outside for a stroll?"

"Why don't Brother Cheng take you out for a walk today?"

There is no girl who doesn't like to play and go shopping, not to mention that since Feng Bao'er came to the imperial city and put her younger sister first, she was indeed detained severely, so she was very moved when she heard it.

But she didn't agree immediately, instead she glanced at Fairy Feng.

"Don't worry, the fairy can't think of you." Mr. Wen Run knew her thoughts, winked at her and said, "Besides, how many people want to get up to the fairy to pour tea, and they don't just rely on Bao Bao girl."

His words completely dispelled Feng Baoer's worries, and she nodded gratefully.

On the other side, Wei Yuan and Wei Lang and Wei Hu were walking along the long street where practitioners often appeared.

The cook that Wei Hu had taken as an apprentice before is now a complete master, and even her skills have become more and more outstanding. He no longer has to take care of the kitchen all the time. From buying fresh meat, poultry, vegetables and fruits to handling stewing and frying, most of them are handed over to the chef. mother.

Because he is more familiar with the imperial city and the way the high-ranking nobles welcome and send them, Jinlin has also been promoted to a position now, and is in charge of the affairs in the front yard, and the accounts are handled in an orderly manner.

Right now, Wei Hu is happy to be the hands-off shopkeeper, staying by Wei Yuan's side whenever he has something to do.

Now that Wei Yuan has seen the genetic chains of Dzogchen Foundation Establishment and Jindan Chuning, he has some ideas in his mind, but he still can't put them into practice.

Just because the matter of cultivation is trivial and difficult, Qi refining alone is divided into nine stages, that is, nine stages from low to high, nine stages of foundation building, and nine stages of golden elixir. According to the book, it is necessary to lay a solid foundation step by step , to enter a higher level.

If he directly changed Wei Lang Wei Hu into Zhu Jin Pill and skipped a dozen or twenty levels at once, would his body and spirit be overwhelmed and cause problems?

Even if ignoring the physical and mental problems, the body of a monk modified in a short period of time is definitely different from a real monk who has not been condensed for a long time.

Let's just say the most obvious, even though the reformed Golden Core cultivator completely imitates the body of the Golden Core cultivator's Shouyuan body, there is no such thing as a "Golden Core" in the Purple Mansion.

If there is another heavenly pill calamity, this quick-fried Jindan cultivator has no Taoism, and I am afraid that he will be struck to death by lightning on the spot.

So to be on the safe side, Wei Yuan planned to find a monk on the first and second floors of the qi refining period, and give Wei Lang and Weihu who hadn't been able to draw qi into his body to see the situation.

If you only jump a step or two, there shouldn't be any problems.

Unexpectedly, it is very difficult to find a monk on the first and second floors of Qi refining.

Those with spiritual roots will only start to practice when they arrive at the fairy gate, and only those monks who have attained the Great Perfection in Qi Refining have the opportunity to come out to practice. Therefore, Wei Yuan met several monks on the street these days and added a few spiritual root gene samples, but he happened to meet He didn't see the monks at the early stage of Qi refining that he wanted to see.

...Sure enough, I still want to find an opportunity to enter the fairy gate to have a look?

Wei Yuan sat in the private room of the tea house, holding a cup of green tea with steam rising in his hand, thoughtful.

At this moment, a carriage with the emblem of the fire rat stopped under the teahouse.

Xiaoer, who greeted the guests at the door, saw the badge and knew that it was the carriage of Concubine Cheng Guifei's natal family, Duke Chongxin's mansion, so she hurried forward to greet her courteously.

The car door opened, and a gentle young man and a seven or eight-year-old girl came down.

Xiaoer recognized the young man as the eldest grandson of Lord Chongxin's generation. Because his father died early, his grandfather Chongxingong had already invited him to be granted a seal by the imperial court two years ago, and he was called Lord Cheng Xiaogong.

After Cheng Xiaogong got out of the car, he seemed to remember something, patted his forehead with a folding fan, and said, "Ah, I almost forgot."

Then he turned to the seven or eight-year-old girl and said, "I have a friend who lives near here, and I have something to ask him. Miss Bao will wait here for a while, and wait for my brother to talk to him before coming to accompany Bao." Girl shopping."

Feng Bao'er nodded sensiblely, and said to Young Master Cheng, "Brother Cheng, hurry up and come back, I'll wait here for brother."

Mr. Cheng Xiaogong made a secret gesture to the waiter in the teahouse next to him. Seeing that the waiter understood, he turned around and got on the carriage again, covering his lips with a fan——

Heh, children are easy to coax, especially those "sensible and obedient" children.

Feng Bao'er stood by the gate of the teahouse in an orderly manner, and Xiaoer even brought her a stool to sit on.

She sat for a while, and a man and a woman came from the street. They were both in their 40s and [-]s. They looked like a couple. They were well-dressed and honest-looking.

When the man and woman saw Feng Baoer sitting in front of the teahouse, they glanced at each other and walked towards her. The woman reached out and grabbed Feng Baoer's wrist, and said sharply: "Damn girl, are you here again?" Run around outside, come home with me!"

Feng Bao'er didn't know this woman at all, so she resisted the pain on her wrist and said, "Ma'am, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Seeing this, the common people gathered around and pointed.

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes, pointed at Feng Baoer, and hopped and shouted, "You still have to pretend you don't know each other, what auntie? That's your mother!"

After speaking, he stepped forward and slapped Feng Baoer across the face.

This man's hands are strong, Feng Bao'er has never seen such a battle before, she only felt buzzing in her ears, her tongue was bitten by the tip of her teeth, and a bloody smell came from her mouth, she was stunned for a while.

The woman took the opportunity to pull the tearful Feng Baoer up, and said to the surrounding people: "This is the third daughter of my family. She stole the family's money and went out to play, and spent money on jewelry. Her father was so angry that he beat her. a slap."

After speaking, he tore off the silver grate from Feng Baoer's head, and scolded: "Seeing that your eldest sister has one, she insisted on stealing money and going to the street to buy one herself. Is this what you should wear at your age?!"

"Don't even think about it. Your eldest sister added jewelry only after she got out of the court to marry. When you grow up, the family will naturally not short you!"

The onlookers saw that what the couple said was good-natured and honest-looking, so they all believed it, and shouted if something good happened: "The child is still young, even if he can't think about stealing the family's money for a while, just take it home and teach him well." , don't hit the child."

"I know, I know." The woman smiled to the surroundings, "Her father just moved his hands temporarily, and he will teach her well when he goes back."

It was only at this moment that Feng Bao'er came back to her senses, and realized that something was wrong, she cried and struggled, "I don't know them, they are not my parents!"

"You child, why don't you even recognize your parents?!" The woman secretly twisted Feng Bao'er's body, and at the same time pulled her away from the crowd with the middle-aged man, "You're a half-grown girl, don't embarrass yourself outside , let's talk about it at home when we have something to do!"

Feng Baoer cried "They are not my parents" while kicking her legs and struggling, her hair was disheveled, a shoe slipped off, and her skirt was torn, but the people around only thought her child was having a temper tantrum, and looked at her Being dragged by this middle-aged man and woman.

Just at this moment, Wei Yuan was pushed out of the teahouse by Wei Lang, and saw this scene.

Others didn't recognize Feng Baoer, but Wei Yuan did.

Even because she and Fairy Feng are twins, she was very impressed.

So he made a decisive decision: "Go save the child and report to the police immediately!"

Wei Hu immediately stepped forward, punching the middle-aged couple to the ground one by one, and then carried the frightened Feng Baoer back to Wei Yuan with tears all over his face.

The waiter in the teahouse had been huddling at the door and poking his head around the whole process, and seeing Wei Yuan appear, he ran out nimbly and testified loudly: "This little girl came here with Mr. Cheng's carriage, and with these two people It's okay, they're kidnappers!"

Not long after, Wei Lang called the official messenger and locked the middle-aged couple away, Feng Baoer burst into tears, hugged Wei Yuan's arm and refused to let go.

Wei Yuan looked at the shivering, chick-like girl, and said, "I'll take you back."

The girl looked at herself in such a mess, hugged Wei Yuan's arms even tighter, sobbing and choking: "No... I won't go back."

If it goes out like this, the nanny will worry and be laughed at by others.

Wei Yuan understood what the little girl was thinking, and said with a slight smile: "In that case, how about going to Brother Wei's place to change into clothes, and then send you back after packing?"

With hair like a chicken coop, Feng Baoer buried her small face in Wei Yuan's arms, and nodded tremblingly.