Kunlun one millet

Chapter 98

Seeing Zheng Yulou, Zhao Mi cupped his hands and said, "My junior pays homage to Mr. Zheng."

The corners of Zheng Yulou's eyes tightened, and he didn't speak, but the middle-aged woman raised her hand and yelled: "Marquis Zhenming? You are Zhao Mi? Give me back my son's life!"

The middle-aged woman pulled out a short dagger from the bundle beside her, and stabbed at Zhao Mi fiercely.

Today's Zhao Mi has a lot of experience, how could he be defenseless?He doesn't move, and the five-color brilliance protects his body spontaneously.The middle-aged woman hadn't touched the blade yet, she just felt a wall of light pressing against her face, knocking her flying.

The middle-aged woman fell to the ground, but was not injured.The nearby servants and maidservants did not dare to come forward to help, she got up and came to Zheng Yulou, crying, "Old Master, do you want to sit and watch us be bullied by outsiders?"

"You don't think it's embarrassing enough?" Zheng Yulou scolded, "Pack up your things and leave Dongshengdu!"

The middle-aged woman couldn't get rid of her resentment, she gave Zhao Mi a vicious look, picked up her bag and left.

"It's the younger generation who offended." Zhao Mi said expressionlessly.

Zheng Yulou grimaced: "Zhao Shu, are you here to show off your power? I lost, and I lost completely. I just didn't expect that you are so young, but you are so cruel."

"The younger generation is puzzled, so I ask the old man to enlighten me." Zhao Mi said.

"You have already set foot on the door, how long do you have to pretend?" Zheng Yulou grasped the dove stick lightly, and nailed it directly into the brick at his feet: "It is not right for someone to speak to the lord and take away all the property of my Zheng family. Is that you?"

Zhao Mi didn't show any high spirits, just said: "Mr., do you know what I saw before I met Mr. Zheng for the first time?"

Zheng Yulou didn't answer, and Zhao Mi said: "Both sides of the river are houses of powerful people, with hundreds of buildings, fields full of fields, thousands of slaves and maidservants, and thousands of slaves. Old man, you are also a person who cultivates immortality and Taoism. Don't you think this is a little bit inappropriate?"

"What do you want to say?" Zheng Yulou asked.

"The younger generation's advice to the lord is nothing more than hoping to make up for the lack of damage, not to wantonly plunder for his own desire." Zhao Mi said.

Zheng Yulou continued to sneer: "I really admire the young people of today, who can say such nonsense without blushing and heartbeat! You have won the biggest reward, is it not enough? You have to be hypocritical and pretend to be like this for the people!" Liang Tao is right, you are used to gaining fame and buying people's hearts, you are extremely sinister!"

"Your desires are too heavy." Zhao Mi was not angry: "I want immortals to live in the world and soar into space; I want officials to be promoted, and five horses live in the same boat; The slaves and maidservants will go together; they want to prolong the calamity of the year, and they will be safe and healthy; Downgrading the house. There are many people who ask for it, but those who insist on it are annoying, which does not fit the principle of simple and simple."

Zheng Yulou heard Zhao Miyi's narration, and replied: "Marquis Zhenming is really in a good mood, and he didn't forget to chant scriptures when he came to my house. The old man also advises you-long-term labor hurts the spirit, long-term talk hurts the spirit, and long-term worry hurts the life. Not in line with the law of self-cultivation!"

"The younger generation knows that their self-cultivation is shallow, so the lord of the country dare not take any rewards." Zhao Shu cupped his hands and said, "But today I came to the door to ask for something."

"Jie Youjue?" Zheng Yulou immediately understood.

Zhao Mi nodded: "That's right. The strong man behind this junior is a descendant of the He family. The old man should know that Jie Youjue was originally a family heirloom of the He family. Today's visit is to recover the treasure of the predecessors."

"He family?" Zheng Yulou looked at He Dangguan, and then said: "At that time, there were years of wars and disasters, and there were many people who donated their family treasures for the protection of the Zheng family. Since their He family has already donated Jie Youjue, it can't be said Take it back."

"Taking advantage of the turmoil in the current situation to extort treasure from the fleeing family, it is already a great loss of the virtue of life. Now that future generations come to ask for treasure, the old man still refuses?" Zhao Mi asked.

"Could it be that Marquis Zhenming intends to rob him by force?" Zheng Yulou's eyes were sharp, and his clothes fluttered without wind.

"The old man has practiced deeply for more than a hundred years, and he was implicated because of his grandson's failure of virtue. From now on, he should regard tranquility as his sect and immortality as his foundation. Don't make mistakes." Zhao Mi said.

"Don't make mistakes, don't make mistakes... Haha, hahaha..." Zheng Yulou murmured a few words in a low voice when he heard Zhao Shu's words, and suddenly laughed out loud, as if insane.

"I never thought that even a junior like you would dare to say such things to me!" Zheng Yulou stopped laughing, and his expression was slightly ruthless. With a long sword, all the guards in the back team are also standing with shields and spears, ready to fight.

Zhao Mi dared to come to Zheng's mansion to ask for Jie Youjue, he would definitely not be unprepared.In addition to the magical spells prepared in advance, this team of guards in the capital was temporarily arranged for Zhao Mi by the Marquis of Anyang relying on his connections. In name, he was assisting Zhao Mi to take over the property of Zheng's mansion, with the intention of expelling the original owner.

But Zheng Yulou didn't do anything in the end. Although he was about the same age as Liang Tao, his cultivation base and mana were vastly different. Although he had cultivated deeply for a hundred years, he was not considered strong in killing skills.

Perhaps as Liang Tao said, Zheng Yulou not only stagnated in cultivation for many years, but also lost his aggressiveness and was intoxicated in wealth and glory. At this moment, he didn't even have the guts to risk his life and wealth.

But Zheng Yulou was unwilling to live in such a lowly manner, he looked at Zhao Mi and said, "You want Jie Youjue? Go to Difei Mountain to find Liang Tao!"

"Did the old man give Jie Youjue to Master Guoshi?" Zhao Mi asked.

"What? Does Marquis Zhenming even care about this?" Zheng Yulou paused: "Do you want me to cut open my chest so you can see clearly?"

Zhao Mi didn't want to press further, and cupped his hands and said, "Since that's the case, I won't bother you anymore, Mr. Zheng cherishes himself."

After saying that, Zhao Mi led the crowd away, but before he had gone a few steps, he turned his head and said: "Zheng Siyuan is quite responsible in the Jinding Division, and he will become a great talent in the future."

Hearing this, Zheng Yulou's eyes shone slightly at first, and then dimmed, like an old tree in late autumn, withered and decaying.

……

Zhao Mi, who left Zheng's mansion, saw a barge cart parked not far away as soon as he went out.

Jiang Ru brushed her hair lightly beside the car, and when she saw Zhao Mi, she stepped forward and bowed gracefully: "Congratulations to Deacon Zhao for being named Marquis of Zhenming."

"It doesn't have to be like this." Zhao Mi didn't know what to say, he knew very well that Jiang Ru was sent by Liang Tao to deliver a message to him.

"The first seat is welcome, and I hope Deacon Zhao will give me the honor to go." Jiang Ru's demeanor was humble.

"Again?" Zhao Mi understood that he was being entangled by the other party, so he said, "That's fine, I happen to have something to ask Master Guoshi, please lead the way."

Jiang Ru looked at He Dangguan and a group of guards behind Zhao Mi. He understood the attitude of the other party, turned to He Dangguan and said, "You go back first. If my teacher and Uncle Shi ask about it, you can say that I was invited by Master Guoshi." .”

"Deacon Zhao, this..." He Dangguan was not at ease.

"You go, I won't be in danger." Zhao Mi is gradually getting used to it now, Liang Tao really wants to deal with him, he has no power to fight back, so it's better to face the opponent squarely, and then find ways to deal with it.

After bidding farewell to everyone, Zhao Mi boarded the horse-riding incense cart, and Jiang Ru fiddled with cups and cups in the cart, offering fragrant tea to Zhao Mi very obediently.

Zhao Mi didn't drink, but crossed his arms and sighed, "You still returned to Chongxuan Hall."

Jiang Ru paused slightly, and replied: "If I don't go back to Chongxuan Pavilion, where else can I go? My clan is here, and the immortal fate of our Jiang family is tied here. Do you think I can easily let go of it?" ?"

Zhao Mi pursed her lips, now that she thinks back, are those words that she persuaded Jiang Ru at the beginning a little inappropriate?Although Zhao Mi learned from Hengbi Gong that the Qingya Wonderland had collapsed, he couldn't explain it clearly.

And Jiang's whole heart is to follow the fairy family to the cave, so what qualifications does he have to ask the other party to give up this ideal that he has pursued for many years?

Just like what Zhao Mi said to the king, he seemed to be out of kindness, but he couldn't change the status quo. On the contrary, he seemed naive, dull and incomprehensible.

"Which Liang's descendant have you formed an immortal deed with now?" Zhao Mi asked.

Jiang Ru shook her head lightly: "I'm alone now."

"Oh." Zhao Mi responded casually, and he was embarrassed to ask further, probably because Jiang Ru's vision was too high, except for Liang Shuo, he looked down on other Liang's children.

The atmosphere in the carriage was awkward, and Jiang Ru took the initiative to ask: "Deacon Zhao is now the Marquis of Zhenming, and he is no longer an ordinary person. When do you plan to get married?"

Zhao Mi frowned: "What is the relationship between these two things?"

Jiang Ru was stunned, and asked, "Don't Deacon Zhao know? You are now a popular and upstart in the court, and many nobles and dignitaries plan to marry Deacon Zhao. Oh, the Marquis of Anyang has already made the arrangement?"

When Zhao Mi thought of that daughter of Marquis Anyang, he couldn't help feeling contemptuous, and he turned his face away: "I don't plan to get married."

"Is Deacon Zhao joking?" Jiang Ru asked with a smile.

"Marriages from noble families and dignitaries are nothing more than marriages for the sake of power and wealth." Zhao Mi said, "I don't like this kind of thing, not to mention I admire the way of immortality. It's only natural for me to be celibate. No one can force me."

Jiang Ru said: "With Deacon Zhao's current status, it is not a problem to find a husband and wife who are compatible with each other."

Zhao Mi turned back and said, "No, there is no such thing in the world. It is a lie that two people are in love. The so-called lovers will eventually dislike each other."

Jiang Ru heard the resolute meaning in Zhao Shu's words, so she didn't dare to say any more.

……

The carriage traveled all the way to the outskirts of the city, and arrived at the Fudi Manor of the Zheng family in Jiujiang in the evening.

If it were Zhao Mi in the past, he would never have imagined that this manor would one day be his own.

"How? Got this manor, is there a bit of a pleasing pleasure?" Liang Tao appeared and walked out, as usual, with a slender face and black hair, embroidered robes and jade belts.

Zhao Mi saluted Liang Tao expressionlessly, "Thank you, Master Guoshi."

"What do you mean?" Liang Tao asked.

"The lord of the country can issue a decree to investigate the tenants of the Zheng family's farm in Jiujiang, and he can also deprive the officials and titles and take away the mansion in the capital." Zhao Mi replied: "However, such a blessed land may not be subject to the lord's decree. Limit. If the Jiujiang Zheng family persists, no one will be able to take it away. The only person who can make the Zheng family abandon this blessed land manor is the master of the country with a cultivation level that reaches the sky."

Liang Tao smiled and said, "You haven't been carried away."

After experiencing this court turmoil, Zhao Mi is much more indifferent: "What kind of title, what kind of manor, what can be gained can be lost. The Zheng family of Jiujiang was originally a blood descendant of the immortal lineage, but in the end it fell down, how can I know that the next one is not me Myself? At this moment, I just feel apprehensive and uneasy, I would rather give up these rewards and concentrate on doing things in Jinding Division."

Liang Tao raised his eyes and said, "I praised you just now, but in the blink of an eye, I showed an ignorant and hypocritical attitude!"

Jiang Ru was standing by, and hearing Liang Tao's words, she couldn't help but feel a little harsh, but Zhao Mi was not angry, and asked bluntly, "What advice does the National Teacher have for you?"

"Do you pretend to be noble, thinking that this is the right way to cultivate immortality?" Liang Tao stood with his hands behind his back: "Zheng Yulou is obsessed with having, but you are obsessed with nothing. What do you say to give up the reward, it should be your thing, just take it , there is no need to talk empty words. If you really succeed in cultivation, you will naturally be able to face gains and losses calmly, instead of worrying about gains and losses like you are now!"

Zhao Mi's face changed slightly, and these words went straight to the bottom of his heart, which made him suddenly wake up.

"Understood?" Ling Xiao's voice sounded in his mind: "The gap between you and Liang Tao is not only in cultivation and mana. This alone shows that Liang Tao surpasses the mediocrity of the world."

Zhao Mi was silent for a while, then bowed to Liang Tao, "Thank you, Master Guoshi, for your guidance, I was wrong."

"Knowing it is one thing, but doing it is another." Liang Tao raised his hand and flipped his palm, a three-legged wine baron appeared out of thin air, with an ancient shape and a material similar to glass. The ice blue is translucent, as if carved from ice crystals.

"Jie Youjue?" Zhao Mi blurted out.

"You came here just for this thing, right?" Liang Tao waved his hand, and Jiang Ru took out food boxes and utensils from the carriage, and came to the manor stream to set out delicious food and wine.

The three of them sat on the ground, the stars in the night sky were faintly twinkling, Liang Tao raised his hand to raise his glass, without opening his mouth, the sound of scripture rhymes echoed out of nowhere, as if dozens of people were chanting mantras in unison, but no one could be seen.

In the night, the starlight burst out suddenly, like a ripple spreading in the starry sky, and then quickly gathered, pouring towards the ground, hanging down strands of skylight, and falling straight into Jieyoujue.

After a while, the sky faded, and everything returned to normal, only Jie Youjue in Liang Tao's hand was shining with stars, mysterious and unspeakable.

"This is the real celestial wine." Liang Tao said to Zhao Mi: "The sages have a saying - osmanthus pulp is poured into a golden bottle, and the clouds are transformed into immortal wine. This is not made from sesame herbs and medicines, but from nine days of clear air. , adjust and condense, taking it is of great benefit to cultivation."

Zhao Mi was shocked when he heard the words, staring at Jie Youjue, who was circulating in Xinghui, he couldn't help but be tempted.

"You can't drink this cup of fairy wine." Liang Tao said with a smile: "The condensed fairy spirit can break through your internal organs and veins in an instant, and you will explode and die the moment you drink it."

"It's like the golden liquid pill that turns seven to nine. It's difficult for monks to refine it after taking it, and there is even a danger of erysipelas." Zhao Mi said.

"It's almost the same, but there are still differences." Liang Tao handed Jie Youjue to the jug, carefully poured out a trace of fairy wine, and the wine inside was dyed with a bright starlight.

"One knife is too much, it's better to melt it into ordinary drinks." Liang Tao said with a calm smile: "Such a fairy fate, you have to take good care of it."

(End of this chapter)