Seeking the Way of Immortality

"Young hero, I wonder what you mean by marriage?"

"Humph, little brother, I already understand your purpose of coming, but please forgive me for speaking frankly. Although that boy is good, he is not suitable for my daughter." Huang Dewu's beard trembled angrily.

Are you kidding me? An illiterate idiot dares to dream of marrying his daughter?

"Oh, what does Mr. Huang mean by inappropriate?" Wu Zheng asked with a smile. He could feel that the young lady from the Huang family had a good impression of Wang Laoshi. Although she couldn't say she liked her, she definitely didn't dislike her.

Marriage matters are still based on the orders of his parents, so Wu Zheng plans to start with Mr. Huang. He does not use any magical powers. They are all mortals. Using magical powers here is against the law of heaven, and he will eventually leave. , he wanted the daughter of the Huang family to fall in love with Wang Laoshi without any other external factors.

"Humph, in terms of family background, what does he have? In terms of knowledge, he is illiterate? In terms of ability, he is just a hunter who can't even afford three meals a day. How can he make his little daughter happy?"

"Let's not talk about anything else. Although my daughter is not a beautiful woman, she is still a rare beauty for miles around. How can Wang be worthy of my daughter if she is not good-looking?"

After saying this, Huang Shang's face turned red with embarrassment.

"What's more, my daughter has been reading poetry and books since she was a child. Although her upbringing and education are not as good as those of other ladies, she is no less generous. I think my little brother is also a knowledgeable and reasonable person. Let me ask, one of them is in the sky and the other is on the ground. How can we be together?" Huang Dewu asked mercilessly.

Wu Zheng smiled lightly and took out a roll of paper from his back: "Master Huang, how about taking a look at the words on this?"

Huang Dewu frowned, not knowing what kind of medicine the man in front of him bought in the gourd, but out of courtesy, he took the roll in Wu Zheng's hand, squinted his eyes, and spread the roll on the table.

Huang Shang and her mother, who turned around, also looked at the paper on the table at the same time.

There are several calligraphy characters on the paper, regular block letters, each stroke is vigorous and powerful. Although it is not made by a famous artist, it has already taken a little shape. Each horizontal and vertical line is the best of block letters.

"Well, the handwriting is good and has everyone's style, but does the handwriting look like the work of a beginner?" Huang Dewu praised the subject rather than the person.

"Yes, just a beginner."

"Oh, may I ask who did it?" Huang Dewu asked eagerly.

Wu Zheng did not answer, but took out an animal-shaped wooden sculpture from his arms and placed it on the table: "Master Huang is not busy, how about taking a look at this wooden sculpture?"

Huang Dewu frowned, picked up the wood carving, squinted at it, and then said after a while: "The sword technique is rough, but it still has strength. The overall layout is complete. The carving of this golden bottle cat is lifelike, but after all, the carving is just a low-level one." My craftsmanship has never been on the stage!”

"Old man, this is just life, how can there be so much emphasis on it!" The old woman behind Huang Dewu couldn't help but retort.

"Yes! Dad, I'm pretty good at looking at wood carvings."

"Hmph, what do you know! A woman's opinion." Huang Dewu said displeasedly.

"Master Huang is a man who has seen the world, and he is also a rare person in this area who is dozens of miles away and has read poetry and books. Don't you see something from this word and the wood carving?" Wu Zheng asked with a smile.

When Huang Dewu heard this, he immediately picked up the wood carving again and looked at the calligraphy and wood carving carefully. After a while, he murmured: "The wood carving and calligraphy were made by one person, and both wood carving and calligraphy are beginners."

"Yes, Mr. Huang has good taste." Wu Zheng praised him.

"Wang Laowu, can you tell who this person is now?" Huang Shang said expectantly.

"What does Miss Huang think of the person who writes?"

"I've never seen it, how can I know?"

"Otherwise, if you have a way, the word is like the person, and seeing the word is like seeing the person."

"Little friend, you have gone too far. If you were to consider it from my standpoint, what decision would you make?" Huang Dewu said with some displeasure when he saw Wu Zheng pressing closer.

Comparing one's feelings with others, let alone him, it would be impossible for anyone else to marry his daughter to someone he didn't know, just based on a word and a wood carving? Simply handing over a woman's life is irresponsible to Wang Laoshi and Huang Shang.

After a while, Wu Zheng finally said, "Sorry, I didn't think carefully."

"Young man, you are a little eager for quick success, but the fact that you can say this proves that you are not a self-righteous person, but this is not enough, don't you think?" Huang Dewu said with a half-smile, twirling his beard.

"What Mr. Huang said is true. Please think carefully about it. I will never harm Miss Huang." Wu Zheng said sincerely.

"Wang Laowu, is the person you are talking about your eldest brother?" Huang Shang asked loudly.

Wu Zheng did not answer, but took out a wooden sculpture from his arms, placed it on the table, and then said: "You three, I'll take my leave."

After he finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash. Just after he left, the servants of the Huang family woke up one after another and performed their duties as if nothing happened.

"Master, why is the door open?" the old man Ah Xiang walked in and said.

"Well, what did you do just now?" Mrs. Huang asked with a frown.

"Madam, I'm in the kitchen! What's wrong?" Axiang asked with some confusion.

"Oh, did you hear me calling you just now?" Huang Dewu's eyes flashed and he asked casually.

"Call me? When did it happen?" Ah Xiang asked in a daze.

"It's okay, put away the things and go to rest!" Huang Dewu nodded and ordered.

"Yes, Master."

After a moment, when Ah Xiang left, Huang Shang asked, "Dad, you shouted so loudly just now, but Uncle Xiang said he didn't hear it, and other people seemed to be unaware. Don't you think it's strange?"

"Yes! Old man, did they collude with the man just now?"

"Hmph, woman, what do you know!" Huang Dewu picked up the wood carving left by Wu Zheng and said angrily.

"Well, isn't the person on this wood carving Ah Shang!" The old woman saw the appearance of the wood carving at a glance.

"What? It's me?" Huang Shang asked in surprise.

"Who do you think it is?" Huang Dewu said unhappily.

"Well, you don't say it really looks like it." Huang Shang nodded.

"The human-shaped woodcarving and the golden cat were made by the same person, and the technique is extremely clumsy and the knife skills are sharp. If this person is the original Wang Laoshi, it is really hard for me to believe." Huang Dewu murmured.

"Could it be the boy just now?" asked the old woman.

"Humph, he came and went without a trace, and his demeanor is even more indifferent than the current emperor. How can he be an ordinary person. In addition to the reaction of Ah Xiang and others just now, I guess this person just now is not ordinary." Huang Dewu said thoughtfully.