Chapter 166 Influence (Part 1)
Nanjun, located south of Xiangyang, is a large county in Jingzhou. Although it is not as strong as Xiangyang's city and river wide, its people are ancient in customs and many famous scholars have lived here for a long time.
There are indeed many famous scholars in Nanjun, including many talented ones.
In a large mansion in the north city of Nanjun, a young man was sitting in the open air, holding a scroll under a tree and reading it, so leisurely!
Next to this young man, there is a short carved table table, and fresh fruits and tea cups are placed on the table table. You can taste a bite of tea from time to time and then look at the book in your hand. This is definitely a thing of enjoyment. Judging from the surrounding scenery and the texture of the things used, you can see that this young man is quite good at enjoying it.
On the clearing where he was, there was only a towering tree, with green branches and leaves whispering with the breeze. The faint fragrance of flowers, mixed with the fragrance of grass, was filled with the air under the tree.
He sat cross-legged, except for a very soft and comfortable futon, there were only shallow green grass.
The tender green and soft mood calms down.
A little further away from the open space, there is a small lake surrounded by a pavilion and a corridor of four corners. From time to time, small fish jump from the lake surface, leaping in the golden sunshine.
At this moment, several maids in blue dresses walked in from outside the courtyard holding exquisite snacks.
They are slender and beautiful in shape, wearing good-quality clothes, and on their fair faces, they just smiled.
"Young Master." Although the beautiful girl had extremely regular words and deeds, her eyes were all very regular. When she came to the young man, a girl called out softly.
"Mother asked you to send it? Let it go there!" The young man was not surprised to find their arrival. His expression was just faint and there was no change at all. He just casually pointed at the table next to him and said.
"Yes, young master." After receiving the order, the maids gracefully placed several plates of exquisite snacks on the table beside them, stood in a row, and waited obediently for the master's orders.
"There is nothing else, let's get out first." The young man said lightly.
"No." The maid respectfully saluted the young man and left quietly.
Although the young man who was called "Young Master" by them had a handsome appearance and elegant temperament, he was Zhuang Guang, one of the two teenagers in the pavilion that day.
Zhuang Xing received twenty-one disciples, each of them was good talent, two of them were Zhuang Guang, his grandson, and the other was Shi Qian, who was known as the "first disciple"
As the legitimate grandson, Zhuang Guang is naturally the heir, but unlike the princes of other aristocratic families, this young master was very disciplined under the guidance of his grandfather Zhuang Xing.
Not only is she already famous in the local area, but she also has extensive talent and knowledge. Before her wife died early and the bride had not yet passed away, she had no connection with the beautiful maid.
But he is not a rigid moral gentleman. It can only be said that this person is worthy of being the legitimate grandson of Zhuang Xing, a famous scholar in the world. He is meticulous and has no strong desires.
He will not be addicted when enjoying himself, nor will he be rigid when calm. For those who are familiar with him, he is a very rare and wonderful person.
Zhuang Guang also has a habit of reading.
"Oh, I'm really hungry." Zhuang Guang suddenly became a little hungry at this time.
He tilted slightly towards the desk, raised his nose and sniffed it lightly, and immediately showed a helpless expression.
"Forget it, after eating, let's read the book." He carefully placed the book aside, Zhuang Xing picked up a piece of snack with his long fingers, put it in his mouth, and chewed it gently.
He was so fond of books that he could not do such things as reading books while eating snacks.
At this moment, someone came in again in the corner gate.
When hearing the footsteps, Zhuang Guang didn't have to look up, and he could hear the footsteps of Lao Ding, the head of the head. Zhuang Guang has always been extremely sensitive in observing small things.
"Young Master." The other party stopped a few steps away from him and called respectfully.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Zhuang Guang stopped his hand and turned around to look at the middle-aged servant standing not far away, asking.
Lao Ding said respectfully: "Young Master, Mr. Mei Qing comes to visit you."
"Mr. Mei Qing?" Zhuang Xing was slightly stunned when he heard this person, and he looked like a man in his mind. He said to himself: "He is going to see the war in Xiangyang, and now he is back?"
Thinking of the other party waiting outside, Zhuang Guangchang stood up and walked out.
Lao Ding followed him respectfully, with no surprise on his face.
Taoist Mei Qing has been associated with the dealer three generations ago.
The first generation of Taoist Mei Zhu was dying after being robbed and rescued by the merchant, so he stayed in Nanjun. Due to the robbery, he died after ten years of survival.
However, the Taoist Meizhu mastered the secret technique and also buried the merchant in a Fengshui treasure land. Although he had no emperor, he also had the power of wealth.
After the death of Taoist Meizhu, Taoist Meizhi followed him and continued to repair it with the dealer. The dealer also built a Taoist temple for it and gave it to him with 300 acres of land.
Since the two generations of Taoist supporters, some people passed the imperial examination and became officials in the court. Therefore, the banker has flourished and developed, owned a large amount of land, and has formed a good relationship with the Jingbei family. After three generations, the banker gradually became a prestigious family.
This generation of family heads Zhuang Xing became a famous scholar and had an increasingly powerful influence in Jingbei.
Mei Qing, a Taoist of the third generation, has been constantly improving his Taoism after decades of research, and gradually has a childish figure passed down from generation to generation.
Such a guest official is naturally different, and Zhuang Guang dared not neglect it. It was normal for him to come back and greet him when he heard that he had returned.
Although it was already summer, Mei Qing was still wearing a simple Taoist robe. In fact, although this Taoist is in his forty, he looks about thirty, with a pretty face and a clear aura all over his body.
Lao Ding found a servant and arranged for the arrival of the distinguished guests.
When Zhuang Guang invited Mr. Mei Qing in, the small pavilion in the water in the courtyard had already arranged wine and food so that the two could drink and chat.
"So he just returned from Xiangyang, Sun Chang is indeed dead, it's really sad." Mr. Mei Qing said with some emotion while drinking sake.
Looking at the Taoist sitting opposite him, who was ordinary in appearance but had a free and easy temperament, Zhuang Guang asked in confusion: "Sun Chang is said to have some relationship with his husband, and his ancestral veins are very strong. Why is there still a death disaster?"
"Hey, every drink and every peck, there will be a decisive decisiveness! When I saw his face, he was determined and determined, and he was alone and determined, and he would rather break than bend. Naturally, it would be difficult to survive the disaster this time."
"As for the earth vein, although his ancestral vein is very powerful, it will be consumed a lot when he reaches the Jiedushi. Besides, in the chaotic world of heaven and earth, it is a disaster. How can a mere earth vein resist?" Mr. Mei Qing said with some emotion.
The Taoist Meizhi took his disciple to wander for the last time. When he saw Sun Chang, he sighed in his heart that a general was like a general. Seeing that his luck had the aura of a hero, and his forehead was narrow and had broken patterns, he should not live long. Finally, he asked his disciples to make friends with him, helped him, and took some energy, greatly strengthening Mr. Mei Qing's Taoist skills.
But this kind of thing is hard to encounter, it is impossible to intervene too deeply.
Therefore, Mr. Mei Qing’s real parents of food and clothing are still the dealer.
For this newly established plum gate, the dealer is a tree, and the plum gate is a vine wrapped around the trunk.
Not only must the necessary luck to practice must be provided by the dealer, but some disasters must also be resisted by the dealer.
If the world competes for dragons, it will not lead to death. Meimen’s ancestors’ teachings: “If you don’t have a great talent for less than seven generations, you won’t have a great talent, and you won’t have a fight for dragons.”
And slowly helping the dealer to go from a landlord, to an official, to aristocratic family, to important officials of the country, you can naturally absorb enough luck until the foundation is deep and the Taoism is formed and you can be independent.
Especially when finding one or condensing a treasure of luck and suppressing the luck of the Meimen is the right time.
After hearing this, Zhuang Guang sighed and said, "Mr. Mei Qing's return this time has made a decision on the wise leader?"
A pair of bright eyes became sharp in an instant.
"...I just suggest that everything is naturally decided by the owner of the dealer."
"That gentleman has seen grandpa?"
"Yes, now do you guess the purpose of my trip?" Mr. Mei Qing paused, placed the wine glass on the table, looked at the other party, and asked back. Although it was a question, it was a tone of statement.
"Yeah." Zhuang Guang nodded, sipped a small sip of wine, and then continued: "With the gentleman's temperament, it must be my tacit approval or approval, so I will come to me!"
"Haha, you are worthy of being the heir to the dealer. You guessed it right!" Mr. Mei Qing said with a smile: "The head of the family just wants to ask you for your opinion."
Mr. Mei Qing's words made Zhuang Guang stare at him for a while: "Since grandpa asked you to come, he just agreed. The wise ruler is Duke of Shu?"
When Mr. Mei Qing heard this, he smiled but said nothing and answered, which was his default.
"The news that the Duke of Shu captured Xiangyang has spread to Nanjun, and everyone in Nanjun is nervous..." Zhuang Guang said lightly: "You want me to persuade the prefect to surrender to him, do you?"
The prefect of Nanjun is Zhuang Guang's father-in-law.
"You don't want to go?"
"On the contrary, I want to see him in person." Zhuang Guang said.
While saying this, a small green air suddenly filled the hall of Zhuang Guangyin, which showed that this person would be of high power and achieve the fate of the prime minister.
Mr. Mei Qing was immediately delighted. This was the first important official of the banker.
After a moment of speechlessness, Zhuang Guang suddenly asked, "Junior Brother Shi Qianshi, will he die prematurely?"
Mr. Mei Qing was stunned, but said, "This is where his fate comes from, but the death of this son will definitely bring a large number of dealers. You don't have to worry about it. Like Sun Chang, this is not a human plan, but a fate, but only makes him die valuable!"
After hearing this, Zhuang Guang held the cup tightly, and after a long time, he sighed: "Junior Brother Shi has married, please ask him to keep his descendants so that the incense will not be cut off."
Mr. Mei Qing smiled and said, "I saw that Shi Qian's son's fate has a golden energy in his fertility. It can be seen that this person must have offspring, his wife must be pregnant, and his son must also be rich and noble, and he will not be white."
Chapter completed!