old grace

Xie Qinghe was sitting in the house drinking tea, his leisurely attitude was the same as when he was at the star observatory, nothing was on his mind.

After Fu Chuan washed his bloody hands, he changed into the outer robe Sanniang sent him, and when he entered the door, he saw Xie Qinghe drinking tea.He nodded a little: "elder brother, are you not in a hurry?"

"Huh?" Xie Qinghe seemed puzzled.

"It's a bright day, how can a thief dare to attack and kill the imperial court officials on the street? Besides, even the city patrol officials are not willing to come to this place, and the one lying outside looks like at least a seventh-rank official. He has nothing to do here. What did you do? You just got stabbed and fell here." Fu said.

Xie Qinghe poured him a cup of tea, asked him to sit down, and said, "It's probably written by Liang Anhou's residence."

"We lived in seclusion here for more than half a year, and we have been hiding in Liang Anhou's mansion. Rescuing people today will definitely alarm the city." Fu Chuan took a sip from the teacup, and the steaming tea soup could not be drunk. After drinking slowly, the whole person unconsciously slowed down.

"You and I live in the capital, and dealing with Liang Anhou's mansion is inevitable." Xie Qinghe refilled him with tea.

Fu Chuan pushed the teacup to the front and watched the tea soup slowly fill up.

Xie Qinghe understood Fu Chuan's temperament very well, and said with a smile: "The Marquis of Liang'an colluded with the eunuch party and massacred members of the Heyang party. This matter is recorded in the history books, but it is just a short line. After 20 years, you will discuss and offer your wife. If you hate the Heyang party members, can you just watch Liang Anhou's mansion run rampant in Beijing and kill people wantonly?"

When Fu Chuan stayed in Beijing, he only thought about how to help the people under his nose, and only worried about how to avoid the eyes and ears of Liang Anhou's mansion, and never thought about the killing that was right in front of him.When he thought about it, what did Liang Anhou's mansion and Heyang party members bite dogs like dogs?

However, he has a temperament that when he encounters beggars fighting for food, he will come forward to take care of them.He said, "If you don't ask me for help, I won't help you", but he just stood on the spot and refused to leave. The beggar who was bullied repeatedly called the little Bodhisattva. How could there be any reason to ignore it in the end?

The Heyang party members that Fu Chuan hates are the gangsters and corrupt officials who were traitors and traitors in the late Zhao Dynasty.

Specific to a living person, this crime cannot be generalized.In a group of people, there will always be good people and bad people.How can it be that they are all bad and oozing pus?What's more, if the Heyang Party members committed the crime of treason and humiliation 20 years later, all the Heyang Party members today deserve to die?

——After all, none of the members of the Heyang party who died at this time had participated in the peace talks that would ruin the country and the people 20 years later.

"Back when I said I wanted to stay in the capital, did senior brother think of today's situation?" Fu Chuan asked.

Xie Qinghe nodded slightly, and said: "Even if this person didn't fall at the entrance of the alley today, and you happened to bump into him, in the next year or the year after, the quarrel between Liang Anhou's mansion and the Heyang party members will become more and more fierce, and the rumors of murder and frame will become more and more serious." Lie, sooner or later you will make a move."

Fu Chuan was a little annoyed: "Eldest brother knew this earlier, why didn't he tell me and kill Liang Anhou early?"

This is losing your temper indiscriminately.

Xie Qinghe didn't think it was disobedient, and explained patiently: "The emperor is standing behind the eunuchs. Today, there is no Marquis Liang's Mansion as a sharp knife, but there are Marquis Mi An's Mansion and Marquis Cai'an Mansion. Anyway, Marquis Liang An's Mansion is still there. Can defend the land against the enemy."

He said it again: "Little brother, the worst court is better than the most orderly chaos."

This is the most valuable experience that Xie Qinghe has obtained after countless experiences of becoming a demon.

As soon as Fu Chuan complained, he immediately knew that he was being unreasonable. Xie Qinghe never reprimanded him, and explained to him in a polite manner, but he was not embarrassed, took the teapot from Xie Qinghe's hand, and served Xie Qinghe to drink tea very attentively. : "Brother, drink tea."

"I know you are a little impatient. You are worried that your foundation is not stable now, and you will be exposed to Liang Anhou's mansion suddenly. You will be forced to abandon your business here for more than half a year. Many people you are optimistic about have not yet been taken under the sect, and the practice of law has not yet come. Didn't pass it on, half a year wasted, right?" Xie Qinghe thought he was cute when he saw his dog-legged appearance, although he was the skin of a grass girl, but every expression and demeanor was like a junior.

Fu Chuan nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed: "Although I have entered the Tao now, I cannot be invincible in the world. Being a lone ranger can come and go freely, and it is absolutely impossible to guard this block."

Xie Qinghe asked back: "Why do you want to guard this block?"

Fu Chuan has been using the idea of ​​raising soldiers to rebel, using the poor streets and alleys as his recruiting ground, trying to grow here and select disciples from inner and outer sects.After being asked back by Xie Qinghe, he suddenly realized that his thinking was too narrow.

Of the ancient sages who preached the Tao, which ones first established the country and established the orthodoxy, and then passed down the scriptures as the emperor?

Aren't they all traveling around the world, collecting believers along the way, and spreading their faith along the way?

After figuring this out, Fu Chuan suddenly became enlightened, and said with a smile: "Eldest brother, have you figured out where to go next?"

"I only care about cultivation. Aren't you in charge of this matter? Call me again when you are eating." Xie Qinghe drank up the remaining tea in his cup, stopped sitting in the living room, and turned to go to the quiet room to meditate and practice.

Fu Chuan went out to ask Sanniang what he had for lunch, and then asked Dalang Erlang to move the injured back to the house. Seeing that Yudanniang was still waiting at the door, he went out and explained that Yudanniang heard that someone rescued her. When I came back, I said aloud to Guanshiyin Bodhisattva before I left.

After lunch, Widow Wang came to the door.

"I've also heard the talk about someone being stabbed at the alley. I thought Miss Bodhisattva and you were both busy, so I didn't see it until after dinner." Widow Wang carried a straw basket filled with plain cakes and flowers, There is also brown sugar of poor quality with a big thumb, which is the etiquette of her apprenticeship.

Sanniang welcomed her into the door and comforted her: "Little master is taking a lunch break, come in and sit for a while."

The yard was quiet.

Dalang is practicing boxing, Erlang is sorting medicinal materials, and Mrs. Chen is practicing in the house.

The main room is also quiet, Xie Qinghe spends most of his time in practice every day, and spends the rest of his time eating and sleeping with Fu Chuan. After living in seclusion here for more than half a year, most of the neighbors don't know that there is actually a master here.

Widow Wang also only heard Xie Qinghe's name, but did not see him. After entering the door, she inevitably looked around.

Although this courtyard is located in the streets of poor people, Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan lived in it for more than half a year, it is no longer what it used to be.The Langan stairs were cleaned up, the floor was paved with flat bluestones, and the bamboo curtains hanging on the doors and windows were meticulously decorated with jade embossed threads.

Widow Wang has limited knowledge, and all the small courtyards of poor families she have seen are full of yellow mud, chickens and ducks running around, and aunt sitting on the floor.

Walking into this clean and elegant courtyard, Widow Wang suddenly felt that her clothes and shoes were not very clean, so she couldn't help but stomped the mud on her feet quietly.

Unexpectedly, Fu Chuan heard the voice outside, put on his clothes and came out: "Let's drink tea in the house."

Widow Wang looked at the lichen spread in front of the hall, and waved her hands again and again: "No, no, I'll... I'll give a gift to the Bodhisattva girl." She handed her straw basket to San Niang, "I made some plain cakes, here's I picked the flowers outside the city, the freshest flowers..."

Fu Chuan knew her very well. Seeing her distress, he sat down at the stone table in the yard and told Erlang, "Bring a vase."

Sanniang accompanied Widow Wang to sit down in front of Fu Chuan and brought tea.

"Is Wang Niang in good health recently? Just pinch the tendon on her shoulder and it's not a big problem. It's just that you need to get rid of your bad habits..." Fu Chuan spread out the flowers brought by Widow Wang , picking and putting them into the vase, "Has the cotton that Sanniang brought you played yet? Make a new quilt, and don't sleep on your side..."

Widow Wang listened to him talking about his family's troubles, and slowly relaxed, and said: "My quilt can still sleep, so I gave two catties of cotton to my mother-in-law, and the remaining one catty of cotton was made into a bed with my old cotton wool. It's long enough... It's so warm to sleep. It's all the kindness of the Bodhisattva girl, I have nothing to honor you..."

Fu Chuan inserted the vase in a few words, stretched his arms to look at it, and then told Erlang, "Put it on the tea table."

Seeing Erlang bring the vases filled with flowers into the house, Widow Wang also felt honored and beamed with joy.

"I accept your gift. I will come to learn my homework tomorrow, and I will ask Sanniang for the specific arrangement." Fu said.

Widow Wang got up quickly.

Fu Chuan also said: "I will not stay here for a short time. If one day I am gone, there are some ways to strengthen my body, and Wang Niang can give them to others, and there is no need to hide them."

These words made the widow Wang very frightened, and she dared not ask more questions.

Fu Chuan greeted her with a few sentences and sent her out. After the widow Wang thanked her again and again, Fu Chuan turned and left. The widow Wang grabbed her old girlfriend, Sanniang, and asked, "Is the Bodhisattva going back to heaven? Oh, what a shame! How about..."

Sanniang didn't know the inside story, and she was also catching her blind at the moment, and sent Widow Wang out with vague words.

Foolish men and women outside worship Fu Chuan as a Bodhisattva, and the four members of Zhou's family naturally don't think so.

After all, how can there be a Bodhisattva who kisses and gnaws with people all day long?Fu Chuan also complained that he was not a descendant of the Shi family, so he insisted on wearing Taoist robes.

However, Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan have a good background, there is absolutely no doubt about it.Da Lang, who has returned to normal, and the increasingly young Mrs. Chen, including Sanniang herself, have gradually become lighter and healthier, with hearing and eyesight, and there are many evidences.

Sanniang first went to Mrs. Chen's room to discuss the matter with her mother-in-law, and then called Dalang Erlang to tell her and her mother-in-law about the decision.

Erlang took the lead and said, "Of course I want to follow my little master."

Da Lang said: "I follow Master."

Dalang's soul was recalled by Xie Qinghe himself, and he has an inexplicable closeness to Xie Qinghe. Although Erlang has been learning medical skills from Xie Qinghe all year round, Xie Qinghe always stays in a quiet room to practice hard, and usually has a straight face. He prefers approachable people Fu Chuan.

Sanniang couldn't laugh or cry: "The two masters are naturally together."

Erlang said: "Anyway, we have to go with the master? My eldest brother and I can carry the medicine box for the master, and my mother has to cut clothes and cook for the little master. It shouldn't be... don't we?"

The family went in and out to discuss, which naturally alarmed Fu Chuan.

After dinner, when Xie Qinghe was talking about medical skills, Fu Chuan first talked about packing his luggage.

"Pack up everything. Clothes, food, and daily necessities don't matter. The main thing is the paper that records the scriptures. I discussed it with the elder brother. The medical books and prescriptions you copied down are not harmful, and there is no harm in keeping them. It is recorded. The words and sentences of the law must be searched and all taken away or burned."

"I don't know if I'll leave right now, but it's okay to pack up the luggage first, and then unpack it if you don't leave?" Fu Chuan asked Sanniang.

Sanniang quickly expressed her opinion: "It's okay."

Xie Qinghe sat on the side and flipped through the book quietly, seemingly not in a hurry.

Erlang couldn't help but asked: "Master, was it caused by the wounded in the room?"

Fu Chuan didn't want to explain these things to them at first, how do the poor people at the bottom understand the interests of the court?If it was mentioned that the two of them married Liang Anhou's mansion, the honest people in this family would be frightened.

Now that Erlang took the initiative to ask, Fu Chuan thought about it and said, "He has involved several important officials of the court, I'm afraid it will cause trouble."

Erlang waited to ask again, but was reprimanded by Sanniang.

Fu Chuan gave up his seat and asked Xie Qinghe to start teaching.

Xie Qinghe didn't panic about getting into trouble at all, nor was he in a hurry because of "moving", he finished the planned homework step by step, and as usual, he also assigned homework and said that he would check it tomorrow.

Fu Chuan had no choice but to comfort Dalang and Erlang: "Everything is business as usual. Even if the sky falls, you have to do your homework."

That night, Sanniang packed all her luggage.

Da Lang and Er Lang are also discussing quietly, Er Lang is curious about the reason behind his escape, and he is full of hype, while Da Lang is full of longing for the outside world, imagining that he will travel around and become a famous doctor admired by others.

Even Mrs. Chen began to frantically put on the soles of her shoes to prepare for her future escape.

Only Xie Qinghe Fuchuan continued to live step by step.

Xie Qinghe practiced daily and taught medical skills.Fu Chuan made appointments with the disciples he had chosen one after another, and recruited them into the courtyard to teach them the Daoyin technique.

Widow Wang, Lame Li, Blind Wen... a total of eight people received the invitation from Fu Chuan and formally sent the ceremony of apprenticeship. Sanniang arranged to come to the courtyard to learn art at staggered time slots.

Sanniang and Erlang were in charge of teaching, and Fu Chuan only listened on the sidelines, in case Sanniang and Erlang said something wrong and taught people badly.

The most basic things are not too complicated. Daoyin technique is just a few movements, and you should follow them every day.There are also some kung fu of counting breath into concentration.

Fu Chuan visited the eight selected "apprentices" for a while, seven or eight days passed, and even the injured official opened his eyes and was able to eat and go to the toilet, but no one came to the door!

"Master, that Lord Lang wants us to hire a car and take him to Qingshui Garden in the south of the city." Erlang came forward to report.

The "Master Lang" who was rescued had a very bad temper. He opened his eyes and didn't thank Erlang for saving his life. He scolded Erlang first.

Because when Erlang wiped his body, he actually sat at the head of his couch instead of kneeling obediently at the end of the couch.Seeing the cotton cloth Erlang used to wipe his body, Mr. Lang was even more furious. How dare you use this kind of coarse cloth used by lowly people to wipe my Jin Gui's body?

Erlang instinctively felt that something was wrong.

However, this Mr. Lang is too imposing, and he is habitually afraid of the powerful, so he had to endure this tone and go to Sanniang to change the handkerchief.

San Niang is arranging flowers with Fu Chuan.

At this time, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. Ever since Fu Chuan put the flowers sent by Widow Wang into vases and won Xie Qinghe's praise, Fu Chuan put two vases every day, one in the quiet room and the other on the tea table. On, day in and day out.

Sanniang naturally yearns for all kinds of elegant things, who doesn't like colorful flowers and beautiful scenery?Then he inserted the bottle according to Fu Chuanxue.

Fu Chuan was amused when he heard this, and said: "You still change the veil for him? Go and lock the door, and you will be honest after two meals."

Facts have proved that Mr. Lang is very arrogant, and it is useless to go hungry for two meals.

She was hungry until the next night, when Mrs. Lang gave in, knocked on the window to ask Erlang for food.

Probably because he knew that this family would not be provoked, Lord Lang didn't dare to put on airs. After eating, he praised Erlang kindly and gently, promised to give Erlang a lot of money when he returned home, and begged Erlang to find him a car. car, take him home.

Fu Chuan thought for a while, and said: "We can't even get cars in here. Let him stay for another two days, and go back on your own legs."

Erlang is already a little tired of this Mr. Lang.

When the man was seriously injured and fell asleep at the beginning, he and Da Lang hoped that he would wake up every day, fearing that he would have a fever and pus when he fell asleep, and he would die.

What's more, no matter how good a person does a good deed without asking for anything in return, he always looks forward to a word of thanks.It was the first time in my life that saving someone's life was such a big event, and I always imagined that the other party would be grateful to me after waking up.Who would have thought that when this guy woke up, he would scold him all over his face!

I saved your life, and I was afraid that you would get bed sores, so I turned over and wiped it for you, but you thought my butt was sitting next to your pillow!

When she closed her eyes, she was pretty, quiet, pretty and cute.Why is it so annoying to open your eyes!

Mr. Lang said he wanted to leave, and Erlang also knew that the narrow alley was full of sundries and bunks, and there was no way a carriage could get in. He would rather carry this man out with Da Lang.Now Fu Chuan said that he was going to raise him for another two days, and Erlang didn't dare to refute, so he had to go out sullenly.

Two more days passed.

Xie Qinghe went out to punch and stretch his muscles, and heard Master Lang complaining to Erlang in the house.

Not long after, Erlang ran out anxiously, was also surprised when he saw Xie Qinghe, and quickly saluted: "Master."

"What happened to him?" Xie Qinghe asked.

Erlang said bitterly: "He said he wants to eat millet, mutton, and some tea."

Xie Qinghe couldn't help laughing: "You just look for him?"

Erlang shook his head and said: "I told him to eat or not to eat. If he doesn't eat, lie down and continue to sleep. Anyway, he won't feel hungry when he falls asleep."

Xie Qinghe stopped asking, raised his hand and continued punching.

Erlang went out to fetch water, Xie Qinghe was still punching in the courtyard, and with a creak, the window of the wing was smashed open, Mr. Lang, who was lying on the bed, stood up and greeted Xie Qinghe: "Hey, kid! Go to the door and call for a taxi for the adults. Come! My lord promises you ten taels of silver!"

Xie Qinghe turned around slowly, saw the pale hapless ghost, and asked, "Are you in such a hurry to go back to die?"

Master Lang saw that his eyes were calm, and he was not like an ordinary child, so he couldn't help asking: "Are you the young master here?"

At this time, Fu Chuan and San Niang came back, San Niang put away the umbrella that he had propped up, and Fu Chuan brought back the fresh fruit: "Brother, I washed it by the well..." Looking sideways, I saw Mr. Lang, who was speaking with the window open, "It just so happens that you are here, so I'll just say it straight."

Master Lang is still confused.

Xie Qinghe picked up the washed jujube and took a bite.

"Secretary Cheng Lang Shulang was dismissed and sent to prison for the crimes of 'corruption' and 'juejue', and Qingshui Garden has been sealed up." Fu Chuan took out a towel and wiped Xie Qinghe's hands, "You can't go back now even if you want to gone."

Lord Lang's face was instantly pale as paper, and he said in disbelief, "Impossible!"

Secretary Shengben is a noble department, mainly in charge of classics and books.

If you want to say that he guards himself and steals some rare and rare books, it is justified when he accepts some bribes and keeps the rare books in the hands of the aristocratic family when confiscating the world's books.Selling an official title?What is he selling for a mere secretary Cheng?

However, this can be said to coax the ignorant people.

The Lang family is a Heyang family, and Lang Tong, who lives in the Secretary Province, is very well-known in Shilin, and he can be regarded as one of the leaders of the Heyang Party.

Even if Lang Tie does not serve in the cabinet, with his status and status, he can still influence the appointment and dismissal of court officials.

What makes this matter really absurd is that the Lang family has a deep heritage and is very rich!As the head of the Lang family, Lang Song didn't need to make money by selling officials and nobles.People look down on that little money.

——After the small-scale assassination, the eunuch party officially opened a new era of party struggle, brainless framing!

This is completely shameless.

"Impossible, impossible." Mrs. Lang rolled over from the bed and walked out holding the door frame, "This is impossible..."

For Lang Zexin, who grew up under the shadow of his father and grew up smoothly, the elders in the family are an indestructible mountain, always acting as a shelter from the wind and rain, and an existence that will never collapse.

"How could my great-grandfather be dismissed and sent to prison... My great-grandfather is the scripture teacher of King Jian, and my uncle is the teacher of the Eastern Palace... How could the Son of Heaven treat my great-grandfather like this..." Lord Lang clutched the open wound , stumbled and walked out, "I don't believe it, I..."

Erlang, who was returning from carrying water, happened to meet him, and felt that Mr. Lang was a bit pitiful for his distraught appearance.

Master Lang immediately yelled at Erlang: "Find me a car quickly!"

Erlang: "..."

Da Lang, who was not very talkative, made a move, carried Mr. Lang back to the wing room, re-sewed the broken wound, and poured a bowl of soothing soup.

Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan were talking in the yard, and they never avoided Dalang Erlang.

"I have found out clearly. His name is Lang Zexin, and he is the eighth son of the Lang family. He is not as talented as his cousins. He is mediocre in writing and painting, but he is more steadfast in reading. He was sent to the Ministry of Industry to find a job."

"The Lang family has been looking for Lang Zexin in the past few days. There are many notices and rewards posted outside."

"However, probably no one thought that Lang Zexin would come to us. The people of Lang's family were all looking for them in the city, and even went to Liang Anhou's mansion to be superior, but they were kicked out by Liang Anhou's mansion. The family even had a narrow fight. Oh, of course the Lang family can't beat Liang Anhou's residence."

"...No one probably knows that Lang Zexin is still alive." Fu Chuan also found it incredible.

From Fu Chuan and Xie Qinghe's point of view, Lang Zexin's assassination and "death" should not be concealed, and it will be exposed soon.

Who knows that their perception of the poor neighborhood is still wrong.

This place was actually used by Liang Anhou's mansion as a scene of murder and dumping of corpses. After chasing Lang Zexin to this place, the other party didn't care about it.

——I didn't think Lang Zexin could survive at all.

The Lang family didn't send anyone to look for it.Thinking about it, if Lang Zexin fell here, it would be impossible for him to survive?They couldn't find anyone in the upper city, so they went directly to Liang Anhou's mansion to fight!

Mrs. Chen came out at some point, and said: "A few years ago, when the old emperor was in power, he also thought about governing this place. He sent many high-ranking officials to come here with the yamen servants and the fighting man Qiu Ba. It needs to be tidied up. The yard in Huangjia Lane was repaired at that time."

The Zhou family was originally well-off, but after Sanniang's husband died of illness, Mrs. Chen was paralyzed and Dalang was stupid, so they were reduced to beg for a living in the poor streets.When Mrs. Chen talked about the past, she was very clear, and she didn't hesitate to mix things up and make people confused.

Probably at the beginning of the post-Zhao Liguo, the imperial court also thought about cleaning up this chaotic and dirty place.

However, it turned out that it was too difficult and costly!

As a result, due to years of war in this area, most of the houses were abandoned, basically unable to be repaired, and had to be demolished and rebuilt.

Secondly, most of the poor people who live here will not last long. If they live today, they may die tomorrow.People do not have fixed households, and none of them have permanent property.If you want to clean up this place, you can only drive and eradicate this group of poor people completely. There is no better way to manage it.

Only then did I clean up two streets, the household department cried out that there was no money, and the people who were expelled fell to death on the side of the road, crying loudly...

Immediately, courtiers impeached him, saying that he insisted on governing the poverty-stricken areas for fame and reputation, just for the sake of looking good, regardless of the livelihood of the people.In addition, at the beginning of the founding of the country, there was no money, and there was a shortage of money everywhere. The emperor had no money to repair the palace, and he had to go to the poor streets and alleys. It was putting the cart before the horse!

After talking about it for a few months, this matter was put on hold, and gradually no one cared about it anymore.

Times have changed, and this place has gradually been excluded from the bustling city. Not to mention that the emperor automatically avoided it when he visited the capital. It was a dirty and dirty place, and the officials who patrolled the city did not take an extra step to this place.It is clearly at the foot of the emperor, but it is farther away from the emperor than the wilderness.

After hearing what old lady Chen said about the past, Sanniang also added: "There is no one in charge of this place."

In chaos, there will naturally be bullies running amok.

Fu Chuan has sent a lot of "big bosses" who came looking for trouble in the past half a year. He didn't take it seriously, but the fact that the name of the little Bodhisattva can spread so well is also driven away by his existence. Many incidents of bullying are related.At least in the few narrow alleys where Fuchuan walked, the few local snakes who used to be domineering, violent for fun, and extracting money have quietly disappeared.

"You want to keep him?" Xie Qinghe asked.

"He is going to die now when he goes out. Instead, he caused us a lot of trouble." Fu Chuan made up his mind when he came back, "If I want to fight for the Heyang party members, I will not be very happy."

Xie Qinghe understood and nodded: "You can decide this matter."

■

After waking up, Lang Zexin cried and clamored to go home, to find someone to complain to his grandfather.

Xie Qinghe refused to talk to him at all, and Fu Chuan didn't want to reason with him either.Anyway, it’s not allowed to make troubles, if you make troubles, you can pour calming soup, if you don’t make troubles, you can eat and sleep honestly to heal your injuries.No one told him about the outside world, and no one explained to him, so he was detained and not allowed to leave.

When Lang Zexin's injury was almost healed, Erlang taught him chopping firewood and carrying water to do rough work, and also taught him some Daoyin techniques.

Teach him to do rough work, and he won't do it.Young master of my dignified Lang family, you asked me to carry water and chop wood?I wasn't born to do this!

Erlang is also brutal.No work and no food.After two meals of hunger, Mr. Lang became honest, crying to fetch water, and crying to chop firewood.I still keep muttering, the heaven will send a big responsibility to the people...

Lang Zexin is a very knowledgeable young master from a family.

Erlang taught him the Daoyin technique, and he immediately asked, "Which god taught this? Is there a formula for breathing?"

Following Erlang's gaze, Lang Zexin saw the main room where Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan lived, and knew that this was Erlang's master and junior master, and suddenly became annoyed: "They actually accepted a fool like you as an apprentice?"

Erlang was so angry that he hit him on the head with a water ladle: "You are smart, you were arrested and taken as a prisoner!"

Lang Zexin was learning kung fu, and Fu Chuan wanted to let him go out to be an assassin fighter, but he didn't force him to learn the basic skills. He taught light body and capture skills a step ahead, and some delicate kung fu against the enemy, which was very challenging. .As long as you are not smart enough, you will never learn.

Lang Zexin has a good brain, but how can it be so easy to become a master instantly?

Erlang saw that he was studying hard, and would occasionally persuade him: "I have studied for a year and am still doing the basic skills. If the foundation is not solid enough, the house will collapse. Although the little master taught you the kung fu of defeating the enemy, you still have to do it." Pay more attention to the basic skills."

Lang Zexin gritted his teeth and said, "How can I be the same as you, a bastard?!"

Erlang was so angry that he beat him again.

Three months later.

Mrs. Chen was ordered to go out and picked up a dying middle-aged man.

Dalang and Erlang had been busy for most of the night, and Fu Chuan was also watching inside the house, and only opened the door the next morning.

Lang Zexin finished his daily homework, and finished the rough work of carrying water, chopping firewood and lighting the fire. He was carrying a bowl to watch the excitement, but when he entered the door, he almost dropped the bowl and cried, "Second uncle!"

It turned out that after Lang Chong was imprisoned, there was no real evidence for the so-called corruption of the Jue.

The Tidiansi tortured the Lang family's slaves severely, and there were always those who couldn't survive the punishment and tortured into tricks.Lang Chong's sons were all bitten and sent to prison.

After all, Lang Chong was a veteran of the three dynasties and a teacher of the King Jian. The eunuchs headed by Qi Ying and Tian Guanghao did not dare to treat Lang Chong too much, and they were not so polite to Lang Chong's son.Every day, Lang Chong was brought up to the hall, and Lang Chong was made to watch his sons being tortured and punished, forcing him to break down and confess his guilt.

Who knows that Lang Chong is also a ruthless person.No matter how you deal with his son, he will close his eyes and pretend not to hear.

The emperor has lost his patience, and Qi Dajian is being kicked every day, what should we do?Give Lang Chong a little bit of power and see!

This day the secretary got the order to kill Lang Hui in prison, and after slaughtering the body, he gave it to Lang Hui for a look.

When Fu Rumors arrived, Lang Hui was not only drugged with poison, but also stabbed in the chest. He was basically dead. There is no major blood vessel tied, and the dagger is still blocked on the chest...

Fu Chuan first stole the man from the morgue, stopped the bleeding and detoxified him, and then notified Mrs. Chen to carry him.

——This matter is miraculous, Fu Chuan doesn't want to let Lang Zexin know too much about himself.

While Lang Hui was recovering, Mrs. Chen went to pick up people at home again.

Not only people from the Lang family, but also people from the Xiao family, Cui family, and Liu family... most of them were killed by Liang Anhou's mansion, and rescued by Fu Chuan. Ask Mrs. Chen to carry it.

Why did Mrs. Chen have to carry it?

Mrs. Chen is the one with the highest practice and the fastest progress besides Fu Chuan.Moreover, she looks like an old lady, so she won't attract attention when she comes in and out.

"I don't have any objections to picking someone up. But, junior brother, this is almost too much to live in." Xie Qinghe couldn't help it anymore.

This small courtyard is not big at all, the most spacious main room belongs to Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan, old lady Chen and Sanniang live in the east room, Dalang Erlang lives in the west room.In the beginning, Langze Xin was placed in the west room, and Dalang Erlang squeezed into a room, and later Lang Hui and Lang Zexin lived together...

Now that room is made of boxes and planks to form a Chase shop!

There was really no room for them, so Mrs. Chen and Sanniang squeezed into a room, and Dalang Erlang moved into Sanniang's room.

Even so, the two Datong bunks in the Westinghouse are still full of people sleeping!So many people need to eat and go to the toilet, Fu Chuan also trains them to be thugs and encourages them to take revenge by themselves!Every day when Xie Qinghe goes out, he feels the turbid air of Wuyang Wuyang blowing towards his face...

Fu Chuan quickly comforted him: "The place is already being tidied up, let them move out the next day."

Can't wait for the day to move out.

A Taoist priest wearing a high-caliber robe and a lotus crown came to the door angrily, opened his mouth and asked, "Where did the evildoer of the Shi family come from to confuse the crowd? Your family cultivates nature and does not cultivate life. Did the Buddha at home teach you how to draw amulets and chant mantras? Which crooked scriptures taught you how to draw amulets and chant mantras? How dare you point out my kung fu skills..."

A group of Heyang party members, big and small, who were practicing martial arts in the courtyard, sneaked into the west room, closed the doors and windows, and remained silent.

Erlang picked up the broom and ran: "His mother, there are still people who don't have eyesight and dare to make trouble—"

Who would have thought that the Taoist priest didn't beat him at all, and was knocked by Erlang's broom until he yelled, "I'll talk to you about the Tao, but you send a strong man to bully me, what kind of eminent monk are you..."

Fu Chuan was scolded inexplicably: "How did I become an eminent monk?"

Sanniang pursed her lips and smiled.

Fu Chuan is a loner, and he still insists on the principle of "no help, no help".

Those who have good deeds believe that he is the reincarnation of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who seeks to save suffering.

If you don't call for help, how can Avalokitesvara hear you?

Therefore, the little Bodhisattva who is willing to save only when asked for help must be Guanshiyin Bodhisattva!

In addition, Fu Chuan wears men's clothes for a while, and women's clothes for a while. Since he entered the Tao and slashed the red dragon, the difference between men and women has completely faded away, and it is also very suitable for the image of a Bodhisattva who is neither male nor female. Therefore, his name as the reincarnation of Avalokitesvara has been spread more and more widely. Gouging.

During the commotion, Fu Chuan heard a familiar voice, shouting: "Don't fight, don't fight, Taoist priest and I are not here to find trouble, we are here to find someone! My name is Wei!"

Han Lin?

Fu Chuan had a good impression of Han Lin, looked back at the closed window of the quiet room, and signaled to Sanniang, "Please come in."

It was indeed Han Lin who accompanied the Taoist in.

He was wearing a Taoist robe, with a slightly hunched figure, but his tall figure still couldn't be concealed.After seeing Fu Chuan, Han Lin showed hesitation.

In just one year, Fu Chuan has grown a lot taller, and his appearance has also changed a lot. Today's Fu Chuan is not only not like a malnourished grass girl, but also a grown-up grass girl.After entering the Tao, his body and spirit merged, and his appearance grew towards Fu Chuan's own appearance.

So much so that when Han Lin looked at him, she always felt specious and didn't dare to confirm his identity.

"Please sit down. There is only tea at home." Fu Chuan greeted.

Han Lin finally recognized him, glanced at the west room, and sat down at the stone table: "I thought you had left the capital. Where's Walang? I want to offer him a cup of tea, and thank him for saving me again that day."

Fu Chuan glanced at the quiet room and shook his head.

Han Lin knew that Xie Qinghe didn't want to see her very much, so she bit the bullet and said, "Please take a step to talk."

"It's just right here. The house is too small to sit down." Fu Chuan refused to have a private conversation with him.

Han Lin glanced back, and the Taoist who helped him in and covered him turned around and went out.

Erlang followed the Taoist out, and the two sat on the threshold, one on the left and the other on the right. The Taoist was beaten by Erlang with a broom, and now he was not anxious or angry, and sat calmly.

Erlang looked at his delicately embroidered Taoist robe, the lotus crown inlaid with jade pieces, and at the Taoist's shoes.

——Your feet don't get dusty, this is the kung fu only of the little master!

Mrs. Chen can't even do this!

I'm afraid this is really a master of Taoism, right?

Erlang thought for a while, then whispered, "Master Dao, I offended you."

The Taoist looked at him, just smiled and said, "You are cunning."

inside the door.

Han Lin is a martial arts practitioner, and her kung fu is not bad, so she can naturally hear the mixed breathing in the West Room.

"The previous assassination of Heyang party members was all arranged by me. The people below did not throw the body away, and the family of the deceased kept saying that he was kidnapped, but now they say that the body was divided and buried...Cao Lang, ten months ,