Chapter 39: Three people can go together and five people can do it (Part 1)

There are few people in Mushan Taoist Temple, and few people know who they built. Even the people of Xiangcheng, not far from Mushan, don’t know when they first started to know that there was a Taoist temple on Mushan. Some people say it was eight years ago, some people say it was ten years ago, and some people say there was such a house in the mountains. I don’t know what dynasty left it, but it was not newly built at all.

But since there have been a group of Taoists on Mushan, more and more people have come to Mushan for fun. The Taoist people in this Taoist temple are unknown, but their business methods are first-class. White rice costs twenty cents a bowl, meat dishes cost fifty cents, vegetarian dishes cost thirty cents, only one type of wine, five hundred cents a pot, and clearly marked prices without any deception.

The great Sui Dynasty was rich, and a bucket of japonica rice was not much. Even if the white rice in Taoist temple on the mountain was clean and delicious, it was definitely not worth twenty cents. For fifty cents, you could buy a large piece of pork. I don’t know how many meat dishes you can cook. But the Taoist people in Taoist temple also made it clear that these meat, eggs and fresh vegetables were transported from Xiangcheng and had to be moved to the hillside. The manpower and material resources were not a small amount, so it was understandable to sell these money.

Most of the families who can live in Taoist temples are the families of high-ranking officials, either the young master or the wife of the young master. Naturally, they don’t care about the trivial matters of dozens or hundreds of quotas. Moreover, the only one who opens the door to do business in the dusk mountain has no semicolons, so it is difficult for people to make money.

The name Taoist temple is just right.

It's called Mushan Temple.

There are thirty-six Taoists, seventy-two Taoists, and eleven slaughtermen in Mushan Temple. The scale is not large, but orderly.

The old Taoist man named Chuchenzi, who has a goatee, looks quite fairy-like and fairy-like, is the master of Mushan Temple. But outsiders rarely know that the person who is the master of this Mushan Temple is not Chuchenzi, but a foreigner who rarely appears in the world. Even Taoist boys and servants in the Taoist temple rarely see this master. Of course, the thirty-six disciples of Chuchenzi still know what kind of demeanor this master is.

His name is Xiang Qingniu.

He is very busy every day.

He is a mysterious and amazing background.

He has a close relationship with Zhenren Xiao, who was in a state of excitement in Qingle Mountain, and also had unusual contacts with a great man in the imperial palace in the capital. It is said that he also has a very mysterious and noble senior brother with a somewhat scary identity. He wandered around ten years ago and disappeared. In Xiang Qingniu's own words, his senior brother didn't know which mountain he was in the way of demons and was now a husband in a certain cave.

Xiang Qingniu is his name, not his Taoist name.

Even Chuchenzi didn't know whether this young fat man, whose seniority is his uncle, has a Taoist name. In fact, if one year he had not seen Xiang Qing sect and pulled out Qingle Mountain and watched Xiao Zhenren with a beard, he wouldn't believe that this guy who had no other advantages than greed for money was actually a Taoist sect. And he was also a very... awesome-possessed person.

Zhenren Xiao is the leader of the Taoist sect, and the Yiqi Temple of Qingle Mountain is the holy land of the Taoist sect. Although the name of the Sanqing Temple of Wudang Mountain has become more and more famous in recent years, it is impossible to compare with the Yiqi Temple with Zhenren Xiao. In Xiang Qingniu's words, the Taoist sect transforms into the Three Qingsects, Qingle Mountain is the One Qingsect, and Wudang Mountain is the Three Qingsects, so one Qi Temple of One Qi Temple is the Three Qingsects. I don't know if this explanation is made, the Taoist ancestors would have the idea of ​​whether they would touch the fat man to death.

Xiang Qingniu is very busy, he is very busy every day.

However, the things he has to be busy with are simple, only two things, except for sleeping.

If you eat too much, count the money. If you are too tired, eat something. Every time Chuchenzi goes to the courtyard where Xiang Qingniu lives alone, as long as this young master is not sleeping, he must be eating. If he doesn't eat, he must be counting money.

Xiang Qingniu once said that if someone is greedy for money and does not know how much money he has, then the wealth in his hands will be dispersed sooner or later.

Xiang Qingniu looks only fifteen years old, white and fat. In fact, he is already nineteen years old. When he was nineteen years old, his second senior brother left him. If he took off his Taoist robe and put on ordinary clothes, who would have thought that he had a very noble identity in the Dao Sect of the Great Sui Dynasty? Chuchenzi still remembers that when he was in Qingle Mountain, when Zhenren Xiao was a little humbly begging Xiang Qingniu to get a Taoist name, Xiang Qingniu almost pulled out all of Zhenren Xiao's beard.

"I will follow my second senior brother's surname Xiang! And my name is Xiang Qingniu. This way, you will know that I am his brother when you hear the name!"

"It's junior brother."

Zhenren Xiao corrected.

"Isn't my junior brother?"

Xiang Qingniu grabbed Xiao Zhenren and asked viciously.

"Of course, it's... Of course, it's also my junior brother. Whoever said I was not with me was anxious!"

Zhenren Xiao was so distressed that she was pulled. After Xiang Qingniu let go, she couldn't help but sigh: "I have had a good relationship with your second senior brother since I was a child, and he really had the heart to leave you alone!"

Chuchenzi still clearly remembers the conversation at the beginning, and deeply remembers in his heart that he would rather offend his master than offend his uncle. Ten years ago, he was ordered by his master to travel all over the world to open the door to accept disciples, and finally chose Mushan. Four years ago, the uncle of the master visited Mushan, and since then he has lived a dark life.

It is said that shortly after he came down from Qingle Mountain, the young master who was only nine years old at that time left without saying goodbye. Since then, there is no news, and I don’t know why he suddenly appeared in Mushan six years later. At that time, Chuchenzi didn’t dare to delay and quickly sent people to Qingle Mountain to deliver letters. Xiao Zhenren sent several groups of people to invite Xiang Qingniu back, but he just stayed here and refused to leave.

Later, Zhenren Xiao sent a message: "It is okay not to go back to Qingle Mountain, but you are not allowed to leave again."

Xiang Qingniu curled his lips and said to the disciple who was passing the message: "Go back and tell Old Man Xiao that six years ago, I was penniless and could not find my second senior brother. I think he had gone to a foreign land. People who practice Taoism in the Great Sui territory could walk without money, but the disciples under the Daozu of the Great Sui Dynasty were far less popular than those bald donkeys, so they would not be able to have no money. When I saved enough money, I set off to leave the Great Sui Dynasty. I naturally would not go anywhere if I found my second senior brother."

After hearing this reply, Zhenren Xiao sighed sadly and said, "Idiot".

Perhaps, this can also be Xiang Qingniu's Taoist name.

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When Xiang Qingniu woke up, it was already noon. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and turned over to continue sleeping. However, the sound of people reciting the Taoist Ching in the front yard was too loud, so he felt very irritable. Tao Te Ching, Chaos Sutra, Taoist ancestor said that these three books are compulsory lessons for Taoist children, of course, except Xiang Qingniu.

He became angry as he listened to the chanting in front of him, then suddenly sat up and got out of bed, pulled up his two shoes and picked up the copper basin that was washing his face, bare-baring white fat body, and walked out of the room, walked out of the yard and striding to the back door of the front yard, and then smashed the copper basin towards the Qianzi sitting upright at the head.

With a bang, it was extremely crisp.

After this crisp sound, the sound of reciting in the room stopped suddenly. When I looked again, Chu Chenzi had no idea when he flew to the back of the Taoist ancestor stone statue.

The owner of Mushan Temple showed his head tremblingly from behind the stone statue and asked carefully: "Uncle Master, what are your instructions?"

Xiang Qingniu said something and let people not sleep and turn their heads away. After Xiang Qingniu's figure disappeared, he flashed out from behind the stone statue, sorted out his clothes and said seriously: "Reciting the Tao Te Ching is to let you understand the natural way of Taoism left by the ancestor of Tao. This... lies in sincerity, not in the high voice... You listen to the silent spring breeze, but naturally, the silent spring grass is also natural, so..."

"Master, we know!"

The disciples said in unison and began to recite silently in their hearts.

Chuchenzi nodded with satisfaction, thinking that they were indeed all made of materials.

After Xiang Qingniu returned to his yard, he got into the quilt and continued to sleep. When he went to bed, he accidentally touched a copper coin. He immediately reached out and picked it up, put it beside his mouth and blew it. On the side of his wooden bed, there were countless copper coins and silver notes piled up, and I don’t know how many.

Of course, he himself knows it.

Looking at the pile of money, Xiang Qingniu murmured to himself: "Old man Xiao said that he could not travel the world without a thousand gold. I don't know when he would save up to get a thousand gold. I only wait here for five years. If I can't make up all the thousand golds in five years, I will leave. The second senior brother probably didn't bring much money when he left. I will naturally go as far as he can."

After saying this, he shook his head again: "I am definitely not as far as my second senior brother."

After saying this, he felt hungry and would definitely not be able to sleep. So he started to shake his fat body again, and ate the cooked meat and snacks left on the table last night. He patted his stomach with satisfaction, and the fat body spread like water.

Of course you have to sleep when you are full. Counting money is a physical work, you must wait until you have a rest before doing it.

Not long after, the snoring sounded like thunder.

An hour later, Chuchenzi appeared carefully at his door, hid half of his body behind the door, and said softly: "Uncle Master, are you still sleeping?"

Xiang Qingniu turned over and continued to sleep.

"A person has come from the imperial capital, waiting in front of you. Do you want to meet?"

"It was found by Old Man Xiao again? No see!"

"This time it's not... it's a eunuch from the palace, with His Majesty's imperial edict. Although I still want to invite you to take the exam in this year's Martial Arts Academy, this time it's not a ceremony, but an invigilator."

"The emperor sent someone?"

Xiang Qingniu sat up suddenly, rubbed his eyes and said, "The person sent by the emperor? That should still be gone... Old man Xiao cannot listen to his words, and the emperor cannot ignore him."

Chuchenzi breathed a long sigh and felt much more at ease. He always thought Xiang Qingniu was a person who was not afraid of heaven and earth. Now it seems that fortunately he still has the minimum awe of the emperor.

"The second senior brother has said before that the Emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty must be listened to, and the emperors of other countries can fart. Since it is said by the second senior brother, it must make sense, so I will go this time. As for being the invigilator of the Martial Arts Academy... I think I should be in charge of the food, right?"

Xiang Qingniu picked up his clothes and walked out, saying as he walked, "Then I will go to the capital now. Mushanguan, you can take care of everything. You can get nothing. If you miss the monthly money, I will count it back and I will not finish it... In addition, I know exactly how much money is in my house. If I come back and find that there is a copper coin missing, I will pull out your beard and hang you on the beam of the front yard to hit you."

"Don't worry...that...the imperial envoy in front is still waiting for you."

"Let him go back first, I'll just go to Chang'an by myself."

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After Xiang Qingniu went down Mushan, he realized that he had forgotten to bring some dry food. After only half a day of leaving, he was so hungry that he was rumbled. He originally planned to walk to a town not far from Mushan to find a way to make some food, but after he calculated it accurately, he found that he would definitely faint from hunger when he was one and a half miles away from the town.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a sound coming from behind him. He looked back and found that it was a string of about six or seven carriages. The ones who drove the carriage were all strong men, and they were not good people at first glance. Especially the shriveled old man who drove the carriage in the second carriage, which even made him unconsciously feel a sense of resistance.

Just as he was hesitating, he saw that the carriage windows were open, and many charming women looked out, so he completely gave up the idea of ​​asking for some food. In his opinion, the old man with a big wine gourd was terrible, but far less terrible than those fairy-like women.

Just when he was completely disappointed, he suddenly realized that his luck had come.

It was about a hundred meters away from the convoy, and there was a carriage behind it.

The person who drove the car was a middle-aged man, and the horse whip was slamming. Next to the car was a boy in black shirt sitting, with his eyes closed and he seemed to be asleep.

This is not the point.

The point is that the person who drove the car was shaking the whip while eating meat.
Chapter completed!