Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 99: We don’t know each other in person by fate

Watching the young man climbing up the rocks and leaving, Liu Xianfeng said in confusion: "Sir, don't you get along well with Yan Jiaoyu from the county academy? Why don't you recommend Liu Nayun to study at the academy?"

Xu Yuanchang explained with a smile: "'If you give me too many benefits, it's not a good thing.' I'm not his relative or master. Worrying too much about him will become a fetter for his practice. It's better not to give him too much benefits in the first place." The best way to get along is whether you are far or not close."

Liu Xianfeng chuckled and said, "Sir, what you said is biased. No matter how many treasures you give me, I will only be happy and won't complain. Why don't you try giving away everything in your pocket?"

Xu Yuanchang was very happy to send a brain collapse.

He also gave the cute and cute Chill Bug a brain-shattering blow by the way, and accidentally dropped the fat bug to the ground.

There was a "chirp" sound as the ground quickly condensed into thin ice crystals.

"We are comrades who help each other, fellow Taoists who have experienced life and death. That little guy is nothing yet. Let him practice alone in Linping Academy for some time. His future development will depend on his destiny. I can't interfere too much. ."

"Young Master, you just want to be lazy, how much trouble can it take to write a letter of recommendation?"

"I am not bragging, my calligraphy is worth a fortune. How many people have begged me to write, but I am not shy about writing."

"Next time I'm short of money and I'll spend it. Master, please write a few more words."

"There is a lot of inventory in the wastebasket in the study. Xianfeng, go and collect it."

"I won't be fooled. You want to order me to clean and do chores again."

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County Academy.

Yan Ruoxing held a piece of ordinary rice paper about a foot long in both hands, and chanted in a cadence, "When will the moon be full of wine and ask the blue sky?" He shook it three times with one step, and the flowers bloomed.

He was immersed in the artistic conception of poetry, and his whole body was filled with majestic energy, undulating and shining.

After a long time, I just woke up from the "cold feeling at high places".

The vivid literary spirit on the paper scrolls vividly between the lines, and then disappears quietly.

Carefully putting away this precious manuscript, Yan Ruoxing played with two blue-white jade stones in his hands. He had warmed the Wen Yun Stone until it was as clear as ice and crystal clear. He raised his head and sighed.

"I wonder when I will be able to find 'Mr. Anonymous'. If I can find a beautiful and beautiful article that contains a hint of literary luck, and with the help of a few cultural treasures, I will have the possibility to try to break through the 'soul gate' .

"It's said that 'a word is worth a thousand pieces of gold', and I'm willing to pay ten thousand coins. I don't know who it is that Zhang Wang Taoist Master replied to in his letter, who said 'far away in the horizon, but close at hand'? Save this handsome face, and use a smiling face to hide the corners of the Taoist palace. I rummaged through it, and even asked the sweeper to write a few words to compare it, but found nothing. Where was it hidden?

"Zhang Laodao is a good person and doesn't say a word, but he wants to fight with me and make mysteries. He also mocked me, 'We don't know each other in person by fate, so it's in vain to ask for trouble.' I really want to go to Fengxian City and beat Zhang Laodao behind my back." Relieve anger.

"'Fate-to-face', could it be that I had some interaction with that anonymous gentleman?"

Yan Ruoxing pondered and kept pacing, and began to search for people in his memory who were "related but not acquainted".

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One night before the New Year, an unexpected "guest" suddenly visited Bailin Valley, which almost made Liu Xianfeng go crazy.

The black cat, which usually stayed in Fulu Lane climbing walls and climbing courtyards, traveled a hundred and fifty miles to find it. It carried a bamboo basket with various cakes and fresh fruits and gave them to Liu Xianfeng to taste. The black cat was merciful by its owner and allowed to go out to play in the city for three days. sky.

Liu Xianfeng had already built three caves for Yuanbao, Douya and Huabei on the nearby rock wall. They were waiting for their first guest.

Xu Yuanchang specially summoned shopkeeper Hei to tell him that the bean sprouts had arrived.

The black cats carried Liu Xianfeng on their backs, and Liu Xianfeng carried the chill bugs on their backs. They ran around and played in the grass, trees, and ditches, playing hide and seek. Their happiness was beyond human understanding.

At the fourth watch of the day, Xu Yuanchang held an orange lantern and walked on the dark mountain road toward the village.

Firecrackers sounded sporadically from far and near, and the air was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder smoke.

It’s the end of another year, and I feel at peace.

After a sumptuous New Year's breakfast at the eldest brother's house, he started raising the brazier to chop wood and make a fire, and drank tea and chatted with the eldest brother.

Gouwa and Meiwa took the running Danwa outside to show off with firecrackers.

The most beautiful thing is the smoke of fireworks, and the best taste in the world is pure joy.

After Gouwa Niang finished her work in the kitchen, she brought melon seeds, peanuts and other dried fruits, and talked about something while chatting.

"When Dazhu and I returned to our parents' home a few days ago, we met the young patriarch of Xiahe Village. He talked to us for a long time, praising our dog's smartness and beauty. He said that his eldest son would be ten years old this year. One year old, with daughters in front and back, she said she wanted to get married to our family and become closer to her in-laws." Gouwa Niang couldn't suppress the excitement on her face.

She and the young patriarch Wei Donghe are relatives who came out of the fifth service. Their family backgrounds are very different. This is the first time they have spoken face to face.

I was so flattered that I felt windy when I walked.

She knew that she had taken advantage of her brother-in-law, so she had to ask him for his opinion on such a big matter.

Xu Yuanchang is not only afraid that his sister-in-law will cause trouble for him by acting as a matchmaker, but he is happy to see things like this come to fruition.

He had a good impression of Wei Donghe, and he even thought of such a way to get married to him. He smiled and said, "Then let's see first and find a beautiful little wife for Gouwa, and we can get married when she grows up."

Gou Wa Niang and Dazhu looked at each other in astonishment. They heard from the young patriarch that they wanted Mei Wa to be their daughter-in-law, the eldest daughter-in-law of the eldest daughter-in-law whom the matchmaker was marrying.

Why did my brother-in-law turn it around?

How could they, from a humble family like them, marry the precious daughter of a young patriarch?
Xu Yuanchang chuckled and said: "You, the parents, are the ones who make the decision regarding the marriage of your children. I, an outsider, will not interfere. However, there is one thing. The marriage can be decided. The beautiful girl must wait until she is seventeen to get married."

Dazhu chuckled and said: "I listen to you, Meiwa will marry when she is older."

He knew that his brother was a man of great ability. Maybe there was something about his appearance?
Most rural girls get married at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and getting married at seventeen is the upper age limit stipulated by the dynasty.

The government has a rule that "if a girl's parents do not want to marry her at the age of seventeen, she will be matched with a senior official."

The popular saying is that leftover women are assigned to single men for marriage.

Xu Yuanchang discussed the expansion and renovation of his ancestral home with his eldest brother. He originally wanted to take it slow and give his eldest brother a few years to adapt, but now he has to advance the plan to consider the future generations.

After the New Year, people pay homage to ancestors and burn incense on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and walk around to pay New Year greetings.

In the following days, Xu Yuanchang practiced quietly and cultivated his moral character in Bailin Valley.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, he received Master Ding and his son, as well as Liu Nayun, who came to pay New Year greetings. He gave two amulets to each of them.

In spring, the earth is green and the mountains and fields are filled with fragrance.

It’s late March in the blink of an eye.

During this period, he went to the county town twice to sell finished talismans, and went to Baijisi Bookstore to read the sect monks’ books on the experience of climbing the stairs in the Qi Entrainment Realm. He was already in a state of slowly improving his cultivation, both in terms of his state of mind and his cultivation. To perfection.

Compared to the monks of the sect, his cultivation speed is not too fast.

It's not too slow, and there are almost no detours.

Sitting in a tree pavilion in the courtyard with wind coming from all directions, Xu Yuanchang was reading the "Accompanying Notes" presented by Wei Mingtao, which recorded the twists and turns and hardships of Wei Mingtao's initial path to spiritual practice.

Along the way, I received guidance from a distinguished person and I underwent a re-cultivation of San Gong.

A knowing smile appeared on Xu Yuanchang's lips, which was very similar to the experiences of Senior Brother Yin and Senior Sister Lan.

I heard Liu Xianfeng's laughter coming from outside. It was Zhao Jun's big flower-backed spider that came to the door at night and was playing in the mountains. Apart from Yuanbao, I had never seen each other before. Douya and Huabei took turns to look at each other for a month. Run once, stay for three or two days and then go back.

When he reached the stage where Wei Mingtao was about to break through and climb the building, he stared at a line of small words on the page. He didn't know where Wei Mingtao copied it from, so he specially marked it and said it was a wonderful sentence.

"Only those who are quiet in the world can see the subtleties and know what is going on."

Xu Yuanchang suddenly recalled the scene at the end of October last year, when Taoist Master Yanshan solved the Chinese characters for him in a dark little shop.

"Watchers, look closely!"

Reviewing the old and learning the new, the old voice is like spring thunder, shaking the depths of the soul.

Inspiring and enlightening, endless.

He closed his book and stood up, slowly walking to the quiet room where he lived.

Break through the barriers and climb the stairs starting from today.

He didn't need the aid of pills and just let nature take its course.

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(End of this chapter)