[Qing Chuan] I will be the national teacher for Kangxi

The sky is high and the sea is wide, let you come and go.

It was clearly just taking a Taoist name, but Yinreng's hands trembled unknowingly, the breeze brushed his face, feeling the coldness on his face, he hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it, but he didn't know when his clothes were full of tears.

Nalan Rongruo was also deeply touched, ignoring the pairs of ghost legs hanging from the eaves, leaning against the eaves and whispering: "Where is the guest in golden clothes, who lives in the green curtain. If you want to startle the dream, you can't think about it." Spring breeze. Swallows chasing Liangjian, who nests in Jingshang Tong. The sky holds the clouds and the wings, and encloses hatred in the carved cage."

This poem was written by him before he was alive. It said where did the yellow warbler in the cage come from, and why was it shackled to this wealthy family?In the early morning, the oriole can wake up its master from the dream with its mournful cry, but it cannot break the cage and return to the spring breeze to sing freely.The flying swallows between the beams are chasing and playing wildly, and the birds on the phoenix trees are jumping and building nests among the branches.Only the oriole, with a pair of wings growing out of nothing, wants to fly but it is an extravagant hope, and it can only die in depression in a gorgeous birdcage.

Jue Xin couldn't help clasping his hands together, lowering his eyes and muttering: "Amitabha..."

The atmosphere in the courtyard was suddenly depressed by these three people. Qingyang wanted to boast about his naming skills, so he had to work hard to organize his words and think about how to comfort him.

Just as she was about to speak, Grandma Stove Wang, who ran back to serve the dishes, twisted the chubby orange cat’s ass, and the cat’s head came back with a large plate of chicken legs: “? Serving the dishes, I missed a short section, completely out of the situation, shaking my ears and thinking for a while, and suddenly realized, "Are you crying from hunger? Tell me earlier! Grandma will pinch the chicken legs for you."

The big orange cat is chubby and agile, jumping up on the table a few times, like an orange hot water bottle.As soon as it lowered its head, it first put down the plate on its head, and then stood up. Its hairy paws didn't know how to operate it. The pads of its two paws held the chopsticks together, and they moved steadily, accurately, and ruthlessly. A mountain of chicken legs piled up in Yinreng's bowl.

Yinfeng has not recovered from his emotions: "...@#￥!"

no……!Don't!Fuck, how did this cat do it? Is it trying to feed me to death?

The orange cat touched its belly that was as fat as a hot water bottle, compared its paws to Yinfeng's waist, and showed a loving and kind expression on its hairy face: "Oh my god, the waist is not as thick as grandma's. Remember the rule is that you can only eat three chopsticks for a meal, grandma doesn't have it here, eat with your belly open, at your age, you should be reborn as a hungry ghost, and eat three big bowls of him in one meal!"

Yinfeng: "???"

That's not the case...!

…………

Yinreng's mother-in-law Hesheli died after giving birth to Yinreng because of dystocia.The love that Yinreng could feel when he was a child was obtained piecemeal from the nanny, Kangxi, and Xiaozhuang, all of which have a sense of distance, and are even not pure because of the doping of interests.

Perhaps it was because of this, facing Grandma Stove King's loving face, Yinfeng was stunned and couldn't say the words of rejection. After eating three big bowls, his flat abdomen swelled slightly, and he was propped up and slumped against the chair on the table, staring at his belly with straight eyes.

October is the time when sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant.Qingyang bought a lot of Osmanthus osmanthus trees and planted them in the west courtyard. The sun shines on Yinreng's body through the gap between the flowers and the trees.

Qingyang walked around, called back the ghosts who were wandering nearby, stood beside Yinrong and clapped his hands: "Okay! It's rare for a living person to enter the temple. Everyone line up in a row, let people get to know each other!"

That being said, the ghost slaves who were inspected stood up in a strong onlooker's momentum by relying on their hungry eyes for gossip.

"..." Yinreng held his slightly protruding stomach, and slowly sat up straight on the bench.

From this we can see the gap between Yinreng and Grandma Zao Wang's faces.Surrounded by the same situation, the fat orange cat was still lying on its back on the grass, basking comfortably on its fur belly, with its two front paws tucked in, scratching its ears occasionally, and its thick tail flicking back and forth leisurely.

Xiao Zhuang and La Gu Su Ma need no introductions, Yinfeng has met many of them when he submitted his application for admission to the temple for the first time.It’s just that Nalan Rongruo hadn’t moved back, and Shen Wansan and Suo Ni hadn’t entered into the concept. Qingyang focused on introducing these people who had met for the first time to Yinfeng, and he talked with great interest: “...that’s how Mr. Suo was into the concept. Sigh. , I still want to thank Master Mingzhu! For introducing such a good business to me."

Yinfeng: "..."

Although it was not the first time he heard this story, he still wanted to say: Nalan Mingzhu, how vicious!To think of such a trick of allowing ghosts to enter the house.No wonder Suo'etu hesitated and refused to say how he knew the master.

Qingyang asked Sony to give a general introduction, which areas he has assisted Aobai to develop the Yin soldiers, the number and the types of troops, and then took Yinfeng to greet several gods who were watching in turn.

After the round of worship, Yinreng's eyes were dimmed, and his steps when he walked out of the side hall were a little shaky.

"Why this expression?" Qingyang looked back, his heart skipped a beat, "Isn't it that you will retreat now? Although there are many gods in our temple, they are all enshrined tablets. The temple is not big, and the statues are serious There are only three in the main hall, and it is not tiring to clean them."

"Master..." Yinreng was not afraid of being tired, tears were about to flow from his mouth, he yelled first with a shy face, and said salivatingly, "I just want to ask, when you ascend in the future, what, Give me the inheritance?"

These evil soldiers?These ghosts?These gods?

Hahahahahaha I gave up one throne and got another one?

"..." Qingyang couldn't help turning around, and said quietly, "I haven't formally accepted you yet, you are thinking about inheriting? But if I find out that you have lost your virtue, I will give you the title of Qingzun." Accepted. Also, what about dreaming? Do you still want to inherit the gods?"

Yinfeng was a little disappointed, and soon his eyes lit up again: "Then the slave ghost and the ghost soldier can indeed be inherited?"

Qingyang: "???"

This apprentice is really straightforward and unpretentious!Before the process of apprenticeship has gone, he is already asking about his inheritance in a fair and fair manner!

Yinfeng said cheekily: "Then can you further understand, what counts as 'moral loss'? I pray for Master and wish Master to ascend as soon as possible. Is this considered a bad thing?"

Qingyang: "..."

Not really, but...

What's going on, this apprentice hasn't confiscated it, so he doesn't want it very much.

Although Yinreng has just arrived, Qingyang has no chance to accompany him to get used to it.Seeing a long queue forming outside the Taoist temple, all of them were guests who came to offer incense or see a doctor, Qingyang cast a trick on Yinreng, asking Xiaozhuang to accompany Yinreng for a while, and then he planned to open the door—by the way, Juexin When I rushed back, there was a big monk wandering around in the Taoist temple, what a shame.

"Wait." A gleam flashed in Luo Hu's eyes, and he grabbed Qingyang, "Didn't you finish the little golden body before? I saw it last night! You put it on now."

"Small golden body?" Yinreng just walked a few steps, turned his head curiously, "Put it on? What do you mean, such a small golden body, wear..."

Yinfeng couldn't say anything later.He watched helplessly as Qingyang took out a gold chain from his pocket helplessly and tied it around his neck, Mozu even stretched out his hand to help with a bit of impatience.

During the movement, the little gold statue hanging from the thin chain swayed slightly, and the belt was windy, shining brightly in the sun.

Yinfeng: "..."

This has completely exceeded the scope of Yinreng's confusion, so that his hairs stood on end immediately, Yinreng couldn't help but stammered: "Well, after this, I won't want to wear this too, right?"

Luo Hui suddenly turned his head and glanced at Yinfeng, and then said, "Hey!"

Yinfeng: "——?????"

Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out!

He was still thinking just now, as expected of the Demon Ancestor, the way of enshrining is quite like offering sacrifices to evil gods, why is he actively trying to build up his mind, and the Demon Ancestor groaned at the sight of him? ?

Qingyang was also quite puzzled: "What are you talking about, didn't you say that you regard me as a disciple? Then it might be your disciple and grandson in the future, and I still want to pass the little golden statue to him—"

"Shut up! Shut up!" Luo Hu's stomach was churning violently, and he threatened furiously, "How dare you! Don't pass it on to anyone!"

"...Why, it's said that they are intergenerational relatives." Qingyang lifted the collar and put the little gold pendant inside.

It wasn't until his chest was iced by the little golden pendant that Qingyang was shocked and realized that this was not some ordinary bodyguard Yu Ruyi, but the golden body that Luo Hu wanted to float.

"..." Luo Hu was stunned.

He still maintained an angry posture, but his eyes followed his little golden body uncontrollably, looking all the way into the collar.An inexplicable restlessness climbed to the tip of his pale ears along with the inexplicable beating of his heart.

There are very few other colors on Rahu's body, pure black and pure white, and his outline is outlined with cold or smudged pen and ink.In the past, the green cloak of Dao Dao was the only color on his body, and then there were colorful sweet-scented osmanthus sachets made for him by Qingyang, and now there is a touch of red, which spreads quickly from his astonishingly white skin.

Qingyang was almost stunned.

... Yinfeng was also dumbfounded.

This atmosphere...why, why, everything is wrong? ? ?

Zhao Gongming wandered around in the courtyard, followed Yinreng's dull eyes, glanced at the two people who were looking at each other, and said casually: "Hey, if you can get used to it, get used to it, and if you're not used to it, don't look at it."

Xiaozhuang was also not good at talking about the Demon Ancestor, so he just pulled Yinfeng and changed the topic: "Look at the house, look at the house. The little boss said, you have been here a few times before, but you just stayed in the courtyard of the east courtyard. At most, it entered the side hall. Now that the Taoist temple has been expanded, you see, the main hall and the side hall of the east courtyard are raised by a foot. In the west courtyard, the ancestral hall has two floors. With this main house..."

Xiaozhuang got stuck.

"The main house?" Yinreng finally followed the old lady's introduction to change his mind, "Then this is the bedroom where Taoist priests in Guanli live!"

Before Xiao Zhuang could react, Yinfeng had already pushed open the door of the main house with great interest, and was about to step in: "...This, is it empty?"

Yinrong was dumbfounded.As far as he thought, even if the main house is not as magnificent as the main hall, at least the tables, chairs and benches must be complete, but he didn't expect that the entrance is just empty, let alone the tables, chairs and benches, it would be too empty for crickets to fight here.

Yinfeng's body swayed, and he couldn't bear it and said sadly: "Okay, at least leave me a futon."

"What's left for you? This is the house of the Demon Ancestor." Zhao Gongming came back after wandering around again, "What kind of mentality do you have, do you want to have a futon in the Demon Ancestor's room?"

...What kind of mentality is the Demon Ancestor!Why live in an empty house? ?Yinfeng didn't say anything, but expressed his heart with his eyes.

Zhao Gongming pointed to the squatter room: "See? That is the room where you Taoist priests live. The first floor is your squatter room, and there is also the room where Xiao Jingui is in consultation, and the second floor is Xiao Jingui's room. The Demon Ancestor lives in the small room now. In the golden house."

"...??" Yinfeng was about to suffocate again, and forced a smile, "What is the reason? I will worship the gods in the future, and I will live with the gods?"

"Heh." Zhao Gongming gave a strange laugh, "Not necessarily, you should ask your master. Anyway, Mo Zu and Xiao Jingui live together, because the master wants to sleep with the apprentice."

Yinfeng: "?????"

What the hell is the tradition of the teacher's school!

Yinreng's scalp was numb due to the strangeness, and he immediately turned his head to ask Qingyang about it, but when he turned around, Qingyang and Mozu were still sticking together like two wooden stakes: "...Master! "

No more, this question must be asked clearly, I am here to cultivate immortals, I am very sincere, and I will not mess with relationships!

Yinreng boldly called out to Qingyang, bathed in the gazes of the two at the same time, and asked bravely: "Master Zhao Zhao said, is the Demon Ancestor living with you now?"

Luo Hu replied "Ah" in front of Qingyang, his expression was very natural, and he was slightly puzzled, as if he didn't know why Yinfeng asked this.

Yinfeng: "??" What's the matter, isn't there any question that needs to be explained clearly, "Is it because the master wants to sleep with the disciple?"

"Of course not," Luo Hu's tone suddenly changed into arrogance, and he corrected, "If the disciple acts like a baby, the master can sleep with the disciple according to the situation."

Qingyang: "..."

put……!Cough, let's talk nonsense, when have I acted like a baby?

While thinking, Qingyang gave Luo Hu a secret look.

Luo Hu immediately said: "See, this is acting like a baby."

Qingyang: "..."

Yinfeng: "..."

Then when I meet Master in the future, do I have to cover my eyes?It's just staring - or the kind with anger, is it also called coquettish?

Yinfeng reasoned according to Luo Hui's logic, and couldn't help complaining: "Then I will have to sleep with Master every day from now on."

"?!" Luo Hu's thousand-fold gauze bared its teeth and claws in an instant, and its tone and eyes became gloomy, "What did you say? What a disobedient apprentice with such dirty thoughts!"

Yinfeng: "????"

No, this is so dirty!Yinreng bravely faced the double-standard dog: "It's not what I thought! Mozu, please understand your logic, you sleep with my master, because your disciple is acting like a spoiled child, so as a master, you can sleep with your disciple as you see fit. "

"Ah! What's the matter!" Luo Hu was confident.

Yinfeng: "According to this, it can be deduced that my master's disciple is acting like a baby. As a master, my master can sleep with his disciple at his discretion?"

"..." Luo Hu choked hard, and then got annoyed, "Pfft! You bastard, you are so smooth-tongued, my deity will kick you out of the house today!"

"?????" Qingyang couldn't bear it anymore, he went up and punched one of them, "Why sleep! Before you went to bed, did you ask me if I agree??"

Luo Hu covered his waist and eyes, pointed to Qingyang's hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up: "Being like a baby."

Qingyang: "..."

As far as the symptom of the demon ancestor is concerned, it is a severe paranoia in modern times.

Staring is acting like a baby, hitting someone is acting like a baby, so is it called acting like a baby when he breathes? ?

"..." Yinfeng squeezed his eyes in pain.

This is different from the Taoist life he thought!

It might be a tit for tat, back then Yinreng wrote so many letters to Qingyang, complaining about his family affairs, this time, Yinreng also experienced the mood when Qingyang was forced to understand his family affairs.

Yinfeng was worried: What should I do? It is said that feelings will slow down the sword. If the master really gets along with Mo Zu, will it delay my cultivation, and then delay my ascension, and then delay my inheritance of Taoism?

While thinking, Yinfeng silently rubbed to the side.Just now his knee accidentally touched the demon ancestor's cloak, Luo Hu turned his head sharply and cast Sen Han's gaze, not the gaze of his disciples, but clearly the enemy.But Qingyang concentrated on prescribing the prescription without raising his head.

Yinreng expressionlessly took out the peanut candy made by Grandma Stove King, and bit the candy like the head of the demon ancestor, thinking bitterly: The consultation room is so small, and four patients squeeze into a small room. Isn't it inevitable to be touched?It's too crowded, so don't come in!I see that you put it on the master, isn't it too crowded?The green cloak was crushed.

"Why are you in a daze?" Qingyang stretched out his hand to Yinrong's eyes after prescribing the prescription, "Record it! You just know how to eat. Didn't you mean that you want to learn medical skills from me? Just write down a few words from the medical record? Give it to me have a look."

Feeling guilty, Yinfeng slowly handed over the booklet. Fortunately, the next patient came in impatiently and saved him.

"Mrs. Wang? Why are you here again?" Qingyang was quite surprised, watching your lady enter the door slowly, "...you...why do you have a brown fan?"

Mrs. Wang smiled sweetly: "Master, you don't know yet. This is a new trend that came from the nobles in the palace. Now everyone knows it. Zhuang Ziyun said, 'Simple, but the world can't compete with it'. Who has status nowadays? The female relatives don't use brown fans?"

While speaking, Mrs. Wang raised her hand to touch her carefully arranged bun, and gracefully fanned the brown fan in her hand, revealing a trace of pride in her expression.

Qingyang: "..."

Speechless, what the hell, Zhuangzi has come out.

"Then what, let's check the pulse." Qingyang decided not to bother, and stretched out his hand to move the small pillow over.

Mrs. Wang put down the brown fan, handed her wrist over, and blinked suggestively: "Master, I heard that you are not a Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Longmen sect?"

"...?"

Not only Luo Hu, but even Yin Reng cast vigilant eyes over him.

Mrs. Wang was straightforward, she said bluntly after a bit of euphemism: "Actually, I'm here for a matchmaker. My younger brother has a daughter who is sixteen years old this year..."

"Ahem!" Qingyang coughed violently.

Not only because the girl Mrs. Wang said was too young, but on the other hand, Luo Hu looked like he was about to explode, so Qingyang hurriedly reached under the table and pinned Luo Hu's thigh: "Well, I don't have one yet. planning to marry."

"Yes!!" Yinfeng stood up abruptly, and the door was so high that the orange cat basking in the sun with its tail flicking by the window meowed in surprise, "No, don't come. The master wants to cultivate immortals wholeheartedly, don't use vulgar words. His love hinders his soaring pace!"

Qingyang was speechless, seeing that Luo Hui actually gave Yinfeng admiring eyes for the first time: "...Thank you madam for your concern, my master told my fortune and said that I can't get married."

This was the first time I heard that Luo Hui and Yinfeng couldn't help casting their eyes together.Mrs. Wang was also taken aback for a moment, and asked anxiously, "Why... how do you say it?"

Qingyang scratched his head: "He said that my Red Luan star is very fierce. If we get married, the bride must be cut in half by the elders before the marriage, and the souls of the brothers will be scattered. Bailidu will be completely wiped out, and there will be no living people."

Ho!Yinfeng took a deep breath in his heart, this is too fierce, who can bear this.

After thinking about it, Yinfeng made a mistake again: "..."

The elder was cut in half?The souls of the brothers are scattered?There are no strangers within a hundred miles of the residence?

"..." Yinfeng slowly shifted his gaze to Luohu, who was shocked by You Zi.

This may be because onlookers are clear and authorities are obsessed. Qingyang and Luo Hu didn't see anything wrong at all. Qingyang said to Madam Wang very gently: "I don't know if Madam lives near that girl? Please persuade her, Poor Dao." Not a good person."

Who can sit still, Mrs. Wang stood up abruptly, her pulse was gone, her face turned pale, and she walked out crookedly, apparently determined to persuade that girl to give up her wrong thoughts .

You can get married, don't harm the people around us!

Yinreng took a look at the window, and saw that Mrs. Wang was sprained when she walked to the door, surrounded by other female family members who were smiling at the door, and seemed to ask something.Mrs. Wang said a few words in a hurry, and the ambiguous smiles on the faces of the female relatives suddenly disappeared. They were all panicked, and they didn't continue to occupy their seats in line, and they dispersed.

Turning around again, Luo Hu has gone from "shocked face" to "hidden joy".

Yinfeng: "..."

Yinfeng Jinguan, apart from being taught by Qingyang, studying Taoism and medical skills, he didn't have to worry about anything except eating and sleeping on weekdays. It wasn't until Kangxi sent the first letter of urging that he suddenly remembered: Hey...it seems Forget those imperial doctors.

After this month, I don't know if the imperial doctors are doing well?Has all the money been taken?

Qingyang didn't know that the imperial physician was still paying out of his own pocket in Chunsheng Restaurant, waiting for the prince's call, and came in with the Daoist scriptures to be lectured, and just sat down in front of Yinfeng: "——Are you getting fat?"

"Master was joking, how can..." Yinfeng's words behind him were silenced the moment he touched his chin with his hand.

……What is this? ?Yinreng pinched the sudden extra fat on his chin, and looked at Qingyang suddenly: "Is this cheek???"

Qingyang: "..."

You are really good, a double chin is a double chin, and it can be called mumps in a daze.

Yinfeng touched a few times in disbelief, and his whole body was not well.

It's because the food in Guanli is so good, and Grandma Stove King is so good at feeding him, she fed him fat.

Qingyang actually thought it was pretty good in his heart, he is fat because he has a big heart, and jokingly pointed at him a few times: "Let you hurry up and lay the foundation, and you will learn to be fat."

Putting his head down, Qingyang began to lecture.On the contrary, Yinfeng took it to heart secretly and remorsefully. When Kangxi's third and fourth letters came, he was still cheering up and trying to clean up twice a day. .

In the Jehol Palace, Kangxi waited for his son to bring the master back: "...?"

what happened?Why hasn't the prince returned to the palace yet?