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They were nothing but grass and grass in the rivers and lakes, not even a martial arts family.However, his eldest son, Tong Yi, was born with extraordinary intelligence, both civil and military skills, so he joined the tent of the present sage, who was still the king of Yan at that time, and became a young general under Zhang Yu.During the Battle of Jingnan, he made illustrious military exploits. After ascending to the Great Treasure, the Holy Majesty awarded Tong Yi the golden book and iron certificate of "Fengtian Jingnan", and also rewarded Tong's family with a large number of awards. "Speaking and pointing to the Tongfu not far away, "See, their family can't be called a 'fu' on the surface, but it is actually the system of the government , Officials call it a house, ordinary people call it a home, and the size of the house is also limited.), because it was rewarded by the emperor.It can be said that one person attains the Tao and ascends to heaven. "

Hearing the words of fortune-telling, the buddy who bought jade wares sneered and said, "You guys only know one thing and don't know the other."

As soon as these words came out, the little guy successfully became the focus of everyone, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud, and he said slowly after buying the pass.

"Have you ever counted the Tong's shops in Beijing? Five or six out of ten are Tongji's. But back then, Tong's house was just a Tongji blacksmith's shop, but after some tricks from Tong's mother, In the past eight years, Tongji’s open and secret stores have spread all over the country. Some people once guessed that the Tong’s family was comparable to Shen Wansan back then, but the Tong’s family was not as low-key as Shen Wansan.”

The fortune teller didn't take it seriously, "What does that have to do with the emperor rewarding their family so much?"

"Listen to me," the little boy drank his saliva, "when the current emperor was the king of Yan in our city called Beiping, the Tong family devoted all their wealth to build weapons for the emperor, raised money and hoarded food and grass, and prepared for the 'Jingnan' Therefore, the Tong family can be regarded as an indispensable contribution, and it is not too much for the current emperor to reward him."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and started discussing again.

Among the people listening to these people's gossip, there was an old traveling monk and a young man in black clothes who couldn't see his face clearly with a black gauze hat on the outside, but they left without saying anything.

It is not a new thing that a monk and a layman go together, so their departure has not attracted the attention of others.

The two came to a restaurant called Fresh Food, and the waiter led them in. After they were seated, they ordered some Vegetarian food and then did nothing else.

It’s not time for meals at the moment, there are customers in the store in twos and threes, the waiter is graciously pouring tea and water for the customers, and the young and good-looking shopkeeper is counting and keeping accounts, so apart from the sound of the abacus, it is considered quiet.

But when a red dress broke in, the atmosphere was not right, "Tofu Nao, I'm here to see you again, young master."

The pen that the shopkeeper was writing down was drawn out of the notebook.

"Second Young Master." The shopkeeper saluted Tong Xin in a polite manner, and then continued to settle accounts.

Seeing that the shopkeeper ignored him, Tong Xin was not annoyed, he lay down on the counter with a smile and looked affectionately at the shopkeeper.

Under Tong Xin's fiery gaze, the shopkeeper surrendered after a while, "Second Young Master, your favorite Shih Tzu gave birth yesterday, why don't you go and see?"

Tong Xin said: "I just went to molested."

"..."

Tong Xin still looked at him helplessly, and finally the shopkeeper said helplessly: "The master said, I am not allowed to pay you any more money from the shop."

Tong Xin shook his head, still smiling, "I didn't come to ask for money, I came to ask you to sing a little song for me."

The shopkeeper felt a little uncomfortable, "Second young master, the little one has already recovered."

Tong Xin waved his hand cheerfully, "It's okay, I'm not your young master, so you can sing at ease."

Shopkeeper: "..."

"How about I sing it to you?" Tong Xin proposed excitedly.

As soon as Tong Xin opened his mouth, the shopkeeper cried and begged, "You can't do it, Second Young Master, aren't you being chased by the master? Aren't you afraid to attract the master with your voice?"

Tong Xin stared at the shopkeeper with a pair of beautiful eyes for a long time, and then said, "You are right."

Shopkeeper: "..."

Tong Xin tilted his head and thought for a while, "But I want to run away from home now, but I can't go without money. What do you think I should do?"

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, "I'll lend you money privately."

Tong Xin rushed over and hugged the shopkeeper, "Doufu Nao, you are too kind to me."

"If the second young master really misses my favor, you must never say that I borrowed money from you."

"Don't worry, I will never say that you gave me the silver, I will say that I took the silver from you."

Shopkeeper: "..."

"See where you are going." Master Tong's roar came suddenly, and Tong Xinsa was so frightened that just as he was about to run away, he heard a voice like the buzzing of a bell, "Amitabha."

Master Tong followed the prestige, slightly surprised, "Master Uncle?"

3. There are dudes in the family ([-])

When Master Tong was young, he also had the sincerity of defending his family and the country, so he once went to Shaolin Temple as a lay disciple.

According to legend, this Shaolin lay disciple was founded in the early Tang Dynasty. The thirteen stick monks of Shaolin rescued Tang Wang Li Shimin. Li Shimin gave great support to repay Shaolin Temple and promised them to train monks and soldiers to serve the country. Therefore, martial arts practitioners from all over the world gathered in Shaolin.Shaolin is to distinguish the disciples who have become monks, and those who lead martial arts are called lay disciples.

Although Master Tong didn't recognize the young man next to the old monk, Master Tong respectfully welcomed the old monk and the young man into the mansion, asked Mrs. Tong to serve good refreshments, and ordered Tong Xin to accompany him.

Not allowed to go out to play, the boss Tong Xin was not happy, so he stared intently at the young researcher who was still wearing a black gauze hat, so Master Tong secretly pinched him several times, which made Tong Xin moan in pain, and continued to stare persistently after it was over.

In fact, if Master Tong hadn't warned him to keep his eyes on the window, Tong Xin would have gone up to get acquainted with others a long time ago.

Seeing this, the old traveling monk showed a slight smile on his dark face, which was sun-drenched in the sun and rain all year round.

"The dog is so naughty, I made my uncle laugh." Master Tong was really embarrassed.

The old traveling monk didn't care about seniority, "Young master is pure and innocent, dare to act and speak out, the heart of a child is rare."

"That's right." If the nose could be raised, Tong Xin's nose would probably be too high at this time.

"That's like my apprentice," the old monk looked at the young man beside him, "unruly and unruly."

"So it's junior brother." Master Tong stood up and clasped his fists in salute.

It stands to reason that the young man should be the first to stand up to greet him, but he not only didn't get up, but he just punched his fist in a perfunctory way.

Not to mention that the young man was very rude for not taking off the black gauze hat from the beginning to the end, and his attitude was even more arrogant, which finally caused Master Tong to frown slightly in displeasure.

Tong Xin and his father had the opposite reaction, "I like personality, I like it." Like a monkey, he jumped in front of the young man, causing a swirl of air to shake the young man's black veil.

There was a gap where the dancing black veils overlapped, and Tong Xin got close enough to see the people inside clearly.

His eyebrows are slender, his eyes are like cold jade, his nose is tall and straight, his lips are full, his facial features are slightly soft, but the coldness in his eyes makes him look dignified and stern.

For a while, Tong Xin was a little crazy.

Tong Xin originally liked all the beautiful things in the world, and now seeing such a beauty, he immediately longed for it, "Senior brother."

"You're inferior." Master Tong said.

Tong Xin didn't even look at his father, "It's okay, I don't mind."

Several people:"……"

"Excuse me, my brother's name."

The young man ignored Tong Xin, but the old monk answered him, "The villain's surname is Duan, and his name is Junheng."

Tong Xin didn't know what suddenly came to his mind, and jumped to the old monk again, "Senior brother, can he be betrothed to someone else?"

"Him? Betrothed to someone?" The old monk didn't expect him to ask such a question suddenly, he couldn't react, and stared blankly at his apprentice.

Seeing that the two did not answer, but still looked at each other "affectionately", Tong Xin said again: "Is it the forbidden love between you master and apprentice?"

"..."

The old monk took a sip of tea from his nose.

Even the young man who had been fixed by Tong Xin's stare just now became a little stiff.

"Finally, I know why you all want to wander around. You should avoid it. Thousands of people will accuse you of dying without illness." Tong Xin was quite sympathetic.

"To shut up."

"To shut up."

The youth and Master Tong are at the same time.

The young man finally spoke, his voice was as clear as a stream in a mountain stream, clear but cold, but also pleasant to the ear, Tong Xin liked it so much, he stuck to it again.

Master Tong couldn't beat his son in front of the guests, and began to regret why he had Tong Xin accompany him, suppressed his anger and dragged his son back, "I don't know if my uncle came to Beijing on a special trip this time, or just passing by?"

The old monk cleared his throat, "Amitabha. I wonder if my nephew has heard of Qiu Daocai?"

Master Tong thought about it and said: "I have heard a little bit about it. I heard that this person is the heir of a knight-errant, but his conduct is not good. If the Chinese want to capture him, even the government will offer a reward."

When Master Tong said Qiu Daocai, the young man's hands on his knees suddenly clenched into fists.

The old wandering monk said: "This time, I came here just for this thief."

Master Tong was secretly startled, "Could it be that the thief came to Beijing?"

The old traveling monk glanced at Duan Junheng, "When he was in Jinan, he accidentally stole a family heirloom, and I followed him all the way to get here."

Upon hearing this, Master Tong felt obliged to say, "Master Uncle, if you need anything, please just ask."

The old monk did not shirk, and after thinking for a while, "Although I know he is in the city, this thief can come and go without a trace. It is not easy to catch him. Then the old monk thought again, this thief is not lustful." Well, then set up a trap to lure him into the urn and capture him in one fell swoop."

The old monk's approach sounds good, but the question is, "Who do you use as bait?" Master Tong asked.

Qiu Daocai is not beautiful