149. Monk

Shang Saner went to Nanjin, and A Chou wanted to accompany him, and the two brothers were together.

The qionghua dew brewed these days is enough to deal with it for a while, but when Shishan Academy returns from traveling to lecture, the Lu family will inevitably ask Shang Saner to go to war again. The war begins, and it will take a long time to go out, but it is just not enough.

Before leaving, he asked Tian Yu's father to take a few young yamen soldiers to the Yashang, build eight wine tanks, and ask the wine Taoist to make more wine jars and brew more wine when he comes back from Southern Jin.

Before leaving the city, the twenty sweet ladies sent by Qizhen Pavilion this year also arrived and were placed in Kundao Mansion. Tang Nuo informed the city lord that the head of the family had sent a message, and that the Tang family was not well-off in recent years, and he could only lend 2,400 leaves after taking out the family's wealth.

After the war started, the Lü family still had to pay tens of thousands of kilograms of wine, and they decided to use people to pay for some of the bills. The lack of merits would have to be on credit. In a short period of time, it is hard to say whether the capital can be seen.

The merit bamboo in the mansion only produces about thirty-four leaves a year, which is not worth it. However, wealthy families have made a fortune everywhere. Ah Chou can borrow four or five thousand, plus the profit of the bright moon washing the brocade, it is not difficult to make up 13 or four thousand at the end of the year. Shang Saner asked Tang Nuo to send a message to the general account and ask for the price of the whirlwind.

Green Willow City does not cause any cause and effect with the outside world. There are few people who sneak into the city to destroy treasures by hand, and only use it to prevent ghost demons. If you don’t have much fear of the shortcomings of whirlwinds.

If you use the cheapest materials and the working price is not too expensive, you can pay 12,000 yuan before the end of the year. Please make a set and pay the remaining three to five years. You should be fine!

Qizhen Pavilion still has some money to make money, but she still begs for her own business, but I don’t think she will refuse.

Here we are determined, before we start, two more infant cry sounded in the city.

It was Wei Qing and Han Si’s two families.

There was no stable mother-in-law in the city, and before giving birth, they only invited women with childbirth experience such as Mrs. Shang, Chen Wu's wife, Tian Yu's wife and other women who had childbirth experience to help deliver their babies.

Wei Qing in the wood carving shop has a sharp mind, but when he gets along with each other on weekdays, he really looks like a piece of wood. Somehow, among the wood carvings he made, he likes to imitate Baihe, who is from the Zhao family. His son was born. Without thinking, he named Muhe and named him Weihe, which made his wife very angry.

Han Si's wife in the city lord's mansion was born one day later than Wei Qing's family. She was also a boy. Han Si happily went to the grocery store and the winery to report good news, then went to the public school, and asked Old Man Dong to name it, and got the word "Zhen".

Without the help of getting a child, it is not easy for a high-level immortal to get a child. Wei Qing had good luck, and Han Si was only a low-level person. The other Zhongxiong, Lei Yu, Bao Zhengshan, etc., and Rouge Dian had been married for many years. Lady Lu, who had two husbands, did not have such a blessing.

There are countless sinister moments for ordinary women to give birth, and compared to humans and immortals, they are much better.

In late May, two baby boys were added in the city. The slightest mother-in-law, who was called a garment shop, was so jealous that she was jealous. However, in this world, there are often good and bad spirits that are not good and bad. They are afraid of anything they are afraid of. Now they dare not blame their son and daughter-in-law. When they try to curse Zhang Guoguo, they save a lot of money, because they are afraid that they will really annoy her and will not accumulate virtue, so they will talk about the girl.

I heard that Xiao Guisun was going to Nanjin and asked them to help take care of the city. I really thank God. I wished that my daughter-in-law would not come back before she gave birth again.

Shang Saner and A Chou went out at the end of May to go to Canggou City, Nanjin.

When I went out, the peach blossoms had faded, and some green fruits were already on the small peach trees on both sides of the street.

The peach trees that lasted for two years were only a few, but before they left, Shang Saner began to miss home.

When he left the east gate, he rode a dog. Ah Chou could fly his own house and went southeast together. It was far away and it took seven or eight days a day to go one way.

June, one day, the sky is clear.

There was a slightly fat monk wearing a cassock and hanging his waist against a cymbal. He stepped into the green willow from the West Gate.

This monk had no need on his face and was covered in greasy face.

Come alone.

In front of the carriage and horses, a thin old man who was about to be huddled in the sun on his chair. When he saw the red calamari in the gray robe, he rubbed his eyes and suddenly he couldn't breathe. He struggled to get up and wanted to run in, but tripped on the threshold.

The monk stepped forward and wanted to help the old man. He asked with a kind look: "Old layman, be slower, can he get up?"

The skinny old man pushed his hand away and shouted: "Can get up! Can get up! It's not a worry for the Lord Buddha!"

The word "Buddha" is rare in the Buddhist country called monks, but it has been revealed.

The fat monk smiled, stopped, and took two steps back: "Then you should slow down!"

Watching the old man get up, tremble and flee into the inner room, turning around and walking onto the West Main Street.

There were no responses to the pharmacy shops, restaurants, wineries, and newly opened porridge shops along the street. However, there were three people who came out in front of the carriage behind him, secretly glanced at his back and ran back.

At the cross, stop outside the teahouse and listen to the inside.

In the middle, someone was begging: "Wei Qing has a baby! Auntie, I hid in the mountains a few years ago and couldn't find a woman. We were wrong, but we didn't regret it! Longyang County was captured, and the Lu family sent those people again. They were not perfect. Some of them were older. They didn't bother to worry about them. But I didn't pick on them and dared not ask others for help. I pointed out that I could succeed? When I got married, don't bother each other. I would love her if I live a harmonious life!"

After he finished speaking, another voice sounded, saying: "Auntie, I'm just like your son. The old merchant family members enter the city. No matter how thin the green willow clan of my old Cao family is, there is only one seedling left! If you can't find a wife, and there is no descendant, maybe no one will burn incense in the ancestral hall one day. Wouldn't you be pitiful? Don't you say that your doorman Han Si married a wife and gave birth to a child? The third son has raised many women in the mansion and outside the mansion. You have nothing to say. Why is my Cao Siwei worse than him? How can you not love your wife?"

A woman's voice sounded: "There is no need to see the sky coming, nor is it not for you to find it, but unlike other people, I always have to wait and see it slowly. If you meet the right one, you can't hide it from others. You have to wait and nod. It's really a forced marriage. After you know it, you might be in chaos again!"

"Ouch! Where is it?"

Hearing this, the fat monk stopped waiting, turned around the corner, stepped into the door, and shouted: "Shopkeeper, come and have a bowl of tea!"

In the tea shop, other tea guests were drinking tea quietly, and some were playing chess. Dr. Tea was a beautiful woman. On the rattan chair nearest in front of her cabinet, there was a noble old woman sitting upright. Two men bent down in front of her, one had scars on her face, the other was handsome and smart, very young.

The fat monk was a little hard to believe that the two men who had flattered and flattered marriage proposals would have been said by these two men.

He called out a cry of tea and asked everyone in the teahouse to see it.

After a glance, the burly and strong man with scars on his face suddenly made a sound "Ouch" and his feet were shaking, almost unable to stand firm, shouting: "Auntie, there is still something to do at home, I'll look for you tomorrow!"

Break and run away.

There are two doors on the tea shop. The fat monk walked into the shop from East Street. The man ran out from North Street. He did not pass by the monk. After leaving, he listened to the footsteps, but ran to South Street again.

Breathing rapidly, walking around the road, avoiding him.

It’s not that I feel bad, but that I’m really afraid of it.

The Tea House was also a young woman, so she asked first: "Master, has the Concierge Office reported?"

The monks and Taoists in this world are almost all cultivators. He has no companions around him, so he can't be a shang.

Anyone who went to the concierge to report to the courtesy would have to go outside the teahouse. She didn't see this monk today.

The fat monk touched his bald head, and with one hand, he replied to her: "Stop walking around outside, forgetting! He is thirsty, so he will go to drink a cup of tea!"

The female runner shook her head: "That can't be sold!"

In front of the tea cabinet, the old woman, like the tea lovers, was staring at him. The handsome young man helped Jukong: "As far as Tu Er family, this monk has just entered the city, you should sell him a bowl first, and then invite him to the concierge department. What can you do? You are a yamen soldier, and you are not!"

The female runner glanced at the counter and didn't say anything, but she didn't move her feet or mouth. The female tea doctor on the cabinet was quietly not making tea.

The fat monk tugged at the corner of his mouth and sighed: "Okay! The monk goes to report first, and then comes to have tea!"

Before he turned around and left, he asked everyone again: "A lay Buddhist, may I ask if there are any middle-aged people in the city?"

This green willow is just two streets across and vertically, and the output of several shops is easy to ask for, so how can we hire someone?

The tea lovers did not speak, but the handsome young man replied: "There is no ordinary person in our city. The great monk wants to invite the middle-aged man. He must give a merit leaf a day for the reward!"

There are no such expensive middle-aged people in the world, and the monk actually nodded: "Finish!"

The handsome young man slapped his chin and jumped over: "I am a middle-aged man! There are no places in this city that I, Cao Si, are not familiar with, and people who don't know about it!"

The fat monk had no objection: "But! Take me to the concierge first!"

Cao Si was happy and rushed forward: "Master, please follow me!"

The second wife of Tu in the hall was Ziying, who was the maid who was in the place of Longshan God Changjiu. Now she is married to a low-level daughter-in-law and is also a ninth-level daughter-in-law. Except for occasionally worrying about her belly, she has lived a prosperous life.

When they went out and walked away, Tu Er's wife Fang asked Aunt Shang softly: "Old Madam, is there any obstacle?"

Unlike her own man, she is a meticulous person. Aunt Shang is not very scheming. She has been working in the teahouse for so long that she can see some changes in her expression. When the monk entered the door, Mrs. Shang saw it at first sight, and her face showed some weirdness, which made her think something was wrong, so she refused to give the monk tea.

Now there is only Zhen Yao Shen inside, drinking tea and playing chess with Chen Wu. I heard that in the ninth level, there is no big ability, so if there is something wrong, she will send the monk away, so she will call a few more.

Aunt Shang shook her head: "Feeling comes from the heart. Look at his face, he has a strong personality and is very strong. He protects his shortcomings. He feels a little regretful and bitter. He just feels strange, there is nothing else!"

In the concierge, Bao Zhengshan, who was still stained with wood chips in the concierge, asked and recorded his words: "Name?"

"Xueji!"

"Where do you get the call?"

"The Buddha's Kingdom of Puer-Ear-Law Temple!"

"Why is the road far? How can you cultivate yourself?"

"Fifth level, uh, Earth Immortal!"

Bao Zhengshan shook his hand, and the writing was ruined.

Next to the monk, Cao Si's small first-level seat was so scared that he sat on the ground. After a while, he asked: "Momo is so stupid, is it true?"
Chapter completed!