But Zheng Shan, a talented artist and bold, decided to pretend to be Zheng Xiu, the richest man in the world.
Si Youqing's words clearly meant he had doubts.
We haven’t seen each other for a few years. What should Zheng Xiu eat to grow into what Zheng Shan looks like now?
Zheng Xiu took a few steps closer with a smile: "Uncle Qing, I haven't seen you in a few years, but you are becoming more and more interesting."
"Hold on! My dear nephew, tell me what you ate first!"
"Uh... I often eat some sea cucumber and deer antler, pink lotus root and lotus seeds, chrysanthemum and fungus."
Si Youqing was stunned, but silently took note of it. Seeing the strong man approaching, he was so frightened that he took a few steps back. He raised his head stiffly and looked up at the strong man's face. His doubts deepened: "Are you really Zheng Xian's nephew?"
He didn't believe it.
That's outrageous.
Although the faces of the two are similar, their facial features are almost identical.
But in terms of temperament and physique, it is still too outrageous.
Zheng Xiu made a serious face and lowered his voice: "My nephew is not happy when Uncle Qing said that. My nephew still remembers that in those days, Uncle Qing was always strong and strong, using the sky as a quilt and horses as a seat, riding mandarin ducks and riding horses upside down. Phoenix, horse hooves kicking, mandarin ducks snapping..."
Si Youqing had a lot of fun when he was young.
Zheng Xiu accidentally learned that Si Youqing was in love with "Ma Zhen".
Si Youqing has a good foundation in skills, so he likes to challenge difficult challenges. Somehow, he later became obsessed with riding horses with his family, and soared on the horse.
The faster the horse runs, the higher he and his wife fly.
Not just one flight.
Later, Zheng Xiu told Si Youqing about it as a joke, but Si Youqing couldn't bear it and became angry. So Zheng Xiu vowed not to tell anyone about it.
"Xiao Xiu is here?"
At this time, a lady who was over forty years old, slightly fat, and dressed in luxurious clothes walked out from behind the screen. She was Si Youqing's first wife.
"Ahem, cough, cough! Don't say too much, good nephew! We haven't seen each other for several years, and Uncle Qing misses him so much! Everything can be said without saying anything!"
With a snap, Si Youqing held the macho man's hands tightly, with tears in his eyes, and held them tightly.
Feng Bei was stunned, his mouth slightly opened and he forgot to close it.
She vaguely heard something about a horse and horse hooves.
After talking about riding horses and horse hoofs, the two recognized each other with tears.
This...what's going on.
The aroma of tea overflowed in the hall, and Si Youqing brewed some fine tea from his collection.
After chatting about a few common things, Zheng Xiu quickly expressed his intention and got to the point.
"Are you looking for someone called 'Flower Monk'?"
When Si Youqing heard this, his face straightened, and then he turned his gaze to Feng Bei, who was silent at the side.
"My dear nephew, I just wanted to ask, why are you walking with...Ye Weiyang now?"
When entering, Si Youqing noticed Feng Bei's uniform.
Black clothes, cloud sleeves, and moon patterns, this is not only Ye Weiyang, but also one of the twelve months with extremely noble status in Ye Weiyang.
Feng Bei then introduced himself, cupped his fists and said: "Ye Weiyang, go up to the string three, Feng Bei, I have met Uncle Qing."
"Fengbei! That Fengbei?!"
When Si Youqing heard this, his face turned pale with shock. He stood up suddenly, straightened his waist with a snap, and was stunned for a long time. Then he sat down again little by little and asked again in an extremely solemn tone: "That... …Fengbei?”
Si Youqing's startled reaction was not surprising in Feng Bei's eyes.
Most people who have heard her name in recent years have the same reaction.
She is so famous in the circle.
Feng Bei said calmly: "Yes."
"What on earth is this...?"
Si Youqing looked at Zheng Xiu in surprise and uncertainty.
Zheng Xiu smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, Uncle Qing. Fengbei has a close relationship with the Zheng family now. But the entanglement is difficult to explain in a few words. I also ask Uncle Qing to mobilize all his connections in Shuzhou and find a person named
People who are flower monks." After thinking for a moment, Zheng Xiu added:
"Also, a painting."
The richest man Zheng needs to be given some face.
Si Youqing readily agreed.
Isn't it just a matter of looking for someone?
In Shuzhou, Si Youqing really didn't believe that nothing could be done without the Zheng family.
That night, Si Youqing and his wife warmly hosted the two of them to stay and have a meal.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was lively.
At first, Si Youqing and his wife were a little embarrassed because of Feng Bei.
Perhaps it's because Fengbei has a reputation for being evil.
But as they ate, they discovered that this girl was actually very restrained and not as ferocious as the legend said.
Fengbei puts vegetables into Zheng Shan's bowl from time to time.
After clamping, he lowered his head and each picked out his own piece.
Si Youqing and his wife looked at each other and saw uncontrollable shock in their eyes.
Si Youqing repeatedly gave thumbs up to the macho man in his heart.
He is worthy of being the richest man Zheng, the richest man Zheng.
He actually won such a difficult girl!
This feat seems to have surpassed his Ma Zhen skills back then.
After getting drunk, Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei stayed at Si's house.
This stay lasts only a few days.
Si Youqing originally thought that he would be able to find a Hua monk by relying on the contacts of the Zheng Chamber of Commerce in Shuzhou, but it was easy to catch him.
But after checking it out in the past few days, he realized that things were not as simple as he thought.
There are many ascetics in Shuzhou, and most of them have their names in a certain temple.
You can find a particular ascetic just by looking at the roster.
But after spending a few days, Si Youqing asked people to check the rosters of every temple in Shuzhou. There was no ascetic named "Hua Monk" there.
While waiting for news.
Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei were not idle either.
Zheng Xiu found an excuse to return to the imperial city. Both sides developed and moved forward hand in hand.
When it comes to time management, he ranks second. Who dares to claim the title?
Encouraged by the huge reward, the great writer Ximen Bei actually published three works in a short period of time.
They are "The Love of a Rich Family", "Borrowing the Wind for a Night", and "Evening Wind on the River".
Zheng Xiuquan bought it and prepared to copy it.
This time he decided to let the evil boy do it in a different way.
Zheng Xiu felt that he did not pay enough attention when copying in the past and did not deeply understand the joys, sorrows and entanglements of the characters in the book.
So, he decided to add his own annotations while copying the book.
Obviously, Ximen Bei's masterpiece will have a huge spiritual impact on readers with normal energy and energy.
But in order to get a glimpse of the door, Zheng Xiu also risked his life.
Men should be tougher on themselves.
in addition.
An in-depth introduction to the macho painter.
It took several days, day and night, to transport a century-old boxwood from the old forests in the Northeast, and it finally arrived and stood in Zheng Xiu's study.
The boxwood embryo is about seven feet high and half as thick as a person's arms. It is placed in the study room like a pillar, which is particularly eye-catching.
After Zheng Xiu ordered no one to pry into his study, the macho man Zheng Shan appeared in the study, holding a carving knife and standing in front of the boxwood embryo. Zheng Xiu closed his eyes and remained motionless for several cups of tea.
, and then the first blow was struck.
It takes a lot of time to carve this boxwood embryo.
But Zheng Xiu was not in a hurry.
He decided to take his time.
He had a vague feeling that when he actually completed this "work", he would take an extraordinary step in his career as a painter.
…
Inside the imperial city.
Recently, a number of strange folk tales have been quietly circulating among the people.
There are all kinds of strange stories and sayings, and there are all kinds of strange things.
Some people say that there are two soul arresters who appear at night, specializing in arresting evil people, dragging them into endless purgatory, whipping them and punishing them, so that the evil people will never be reincarnated.
Some people also say that this endless purgatory is in the abyss underground of the imperial city, with blazing fire of karma burning inside and millions of resentful souls wandering around.
Some people also say that there is a "guardian" in this endless purgatory, who is as tall as a mountain, has three heads and six arms, each head has nine blood-red eyes, and has a mouth as big as the sun and the moon, with a circle of sharp teeth in the mouth.
Same grinding wheel.
With just one opening of his mouth, the watchman can swallow mountains, rivers, sun and moon, making the sky and earth pitch dark, causing mountains to collapse and rivers to be blocked.
Some people carefully say that in the depths of the Infinite Purgatory, a very vicious "big devil" is imprisoned. The prison where the "big devil" is imprisoned is half soaked in volcanic lava and half bathed in thousands of glaciers. It can be called both ice and fire.
Chongtian.
Some people sneer at these strange statements. After all, the legends circulated every year are different. Some couples use these new legends to educate their children, saying that you should not be disobedient, don't wander around at night, don't steal, don't be greedy, and don't be disobedient.
Mom and dad, otherwise you will be arrested and sent to eternal hell, where your tongues will be pulled out and your buttocks will be burned.
Among the six doors.
As the number one hunter, Guo Zifei naturally sneered at these strange folk tales.
The people are ignorant, and their lies and strange power confuse the gods.
He didn't believe it.
In the clear sky and the bright day, how can there be so many monsters and monsters?
If there were, it would just be thaumaturges causing trouble.
Guo Zifei is the number one catcher in the majestic city.
At the same time, as a newcomer who just got his start, he should have been loyal to his position and become bigger and stronger.
In this way, the performance has improved, the salary has increased, there is hope for promotion and salary increase, and the career path can be deepened. Finally, I joined Ye Weiyang, became a star in a blink of an eye, and climbed to December in the blink of an eye, step by step to reach the pinnacle of life.
, marry the shy daughter of a wealthy family and become a big winner.
But what made him extremely depressed was that this strange folk tale spread among the people had inexplicably improved the security of the city several times.
No one cares about Zheng's beating of her husband.
Neighbors are cautious.
Street gangsters are polite to others.
If no one causes trouble, where can there be right and wrong? Without right and wrong, where can there be a case? Without a case, how can he get in deep?
Trapped in an infinite loop.
He was even hesitating whether to visit the Zheng family, give some gifts, ask Mr. Zheng to do some work, and let Zheng's husbands work.
As the saying goes, you only learn to cherish after you lose it. The security of the imperial city has only improved for a few days, and Guo Zifei has already begun to miss the busy days of the past, tired of trivial cases.
Small cases are also cases!
After going to the West Market to buy a few valuable antiques, Guo Zifei packed them up and was about to go out. A suspicious-looking figure staggered through the six doors.
"Boss, boss, someone has reported the crime!"
Guo Zifei regained his energy, put down the gift box at hand, and said quickly: "What case?"
"It's a guy from Numazhou. He said he had a case to report."
Guo Zifei soon met the "reporter".
The person who reported the crime was actually Fourth Master Rong.
When Guo Zifei looked at the person, his heart skipped a beat. He saw that the person was slovenly, with sunken eye sockets and wandering eyes. He didn't look like a normal person.
"Don't catch me, don't catch me...I know my mistake...I know my mistake..."
He was curled up in a corner of the hall, holding his knees with both hands, looking left and right. When he heard footsteps, he looked up suddenly, his eyes full of panic.
"You want to report a crime?"
Guo Zifei frowned and stepped forward to ask.
"Yes, sir, I want to report the crime, I want to report the crime! I killed someone! I killed someone! Arrest me quickly! Arrest me!"
Rong Si's face was filled with snot and tears. As soon as he saw Guo Zifei, he pounced on Guo Zifei.
Guo Zifei dodged easily, but the other party's expression and actions were full of weirdness.
"You killed someone?"
"Yes... Hehe... Wuwuwu... Hehehe... I killed someone, a family of four, I killed them, and set them all on fire!" Rong Si cried and laughed, crazily committing his crime.
The case was reported.
"You killed someone? Are you going to retaliate yourself?" Guo Zifei stared. Is there anyone in the world who is so self-conscious? But at a glance, he knew from the look on the other person's face that he was talking nonsense. He was obviously a lunatic who came to the Yamen to cause trouble. This kind of person
He has seen a lot in his long career as a police officer. How could such a vicious person find out with his conscience and throw himself into a trap?
This is impossible.
So Guo Zifei looked at the other party with keen eyes, had some concerns in his mind, and asked: "Do you have any evidence?"
"Hehehehe, I am the evidence, wuwuwu, catch me quickly, ah, I dare not, don't, don't burn me, don't cook me, wuwu, I have been ground into powder, ah, don't cut me, ah
, Sir, I don’t dare anymore!”
Eiji's tone became more and more incoherent, and his head moved more and more violently.
"Among the six doors, how can there be room for a lunatic like you to run wild! How dare you spit on someone without any proof or certificate!" Guo Zifei felt something was wrong as soon as he said the words, and closed his mouth tightly. The person who was spitting blood on him was himself. He was momentarily confused.
He couldn't think of anything to say, so he waved his hand impatiently: "Go back and forth wherever you go, roar at the Yamen, ignore the law, I will really arrest you!"
"Catch me! Catch me!"
Rong Si took the initiative to raise his hand.
Guo Zifei doesn't want to arrest people casually. He has his own rules.
There will be a price to pay for arresting the wrong person.
Several actors who were watching the show with their hands folded looked at the joke happily. It wasn't until Guo Zifei winked that they straightened their scabbards and prepared to drive the lunatic out.
Unexpectedly, Rong Si suddenly ran away, his figure flashed, climbed up to the ceiling along the door beam, and hung upside down on the beam like a spider, making strange sounds of crying and laughing.
Guo Zifei was stunned.
This crazy guy is actually a thaumaturge!
…
Zun'an for thirty-three years.
January 20th.
Shuzhou.
The day was overcast. At first, thin clouds covered Eupzhong County and a light snow fell. But as it started to fall, the thin snow turned into rain. The rain was mixed with hail, pattering and thumping on every house.
On someone's roof.
Wow!
In the blink of an eye, there were still many people walking on the street holding paper umbrellas. Because the paper umbrellas were smashed, they hid under the eaves in panic. Soon they went back to their homes. There were only three or two figures left on the streets in the city, and from time to time in the rain.
A frightened dog.
"Drive! Drive! Drive! Call-"
Two horses came from the west and entered the county of Yi Zhong.
The horse stopped at the inn. Dou Xie and Yue Yan, who were wearing coir raincoats, got off their horses and shook off their coir raincoats to shake off the wind and frost on the road.
"Go find Lord Shangxuan San!"
The raven took off into the sky and led the way for the two of them.
Shortly after.
The raven hovered over the wall of Si's house, refusing to enter.
Don’t want to fly? Just don’t want to fly.
Just as she was wondering why Mr. Shangxian San would stay here, Yueyan could only tell her family honestly.
When the doorman heard that the person who came was Ye Weiyang, he invited them in without saying a word and took them all the way to the courtyard.
The small lake in the courtyard ripples in circles in the rain, and there is a pavilion at the end of the promenade on the shore.
Under the elegant pavilion, a strong man and a girl in black were chatting in front of flowers, under the rain, in the wind and snow.
There is a small round stone table between the two of them. The small stone table is covered with rice paper. There are several tables on the side. There are all kinds of calligraphy, ink and jade inkstones on the tables.
The macho man writes, talking and drawing at the same time.
"Last time I mentioned that Li Xiaoyao missed his life when he saw Xiao Longnu."
"Little Dragon Girl has lived alone in the mountains since she was a child, and she was lonely. One day while practicing boxing under a waterfall, her clothes were soaked and looming. Li Xiaoyao accidentally broke into the Valley of the Wicked and bumped into Little Dragon Girl who was practicing boxing. He saw Xiao Longnu cutting across the waterfall with a punch, knocking him out.
Li Xiaoyao, who was peeping in secret, broke into a cold sweat."
"Looking back, Xiao Longnu was also in love with her. She didn't know why she was like this. She only knew that the boy's simple face made her whole body feel warm."
"When Li Xiaoyao saw the opponent's menacing approach, he immediately pulled out his sword and yelled, 'The evildoer will reveal himself quickly'!"
As he spoke, the macho man was seen drawing furiously on the rice paper on the stone table. With a few simple strokes, he sketched out a sketch of "the dragon girl's wet clothes cut off the waterfall, and the young man drew his big sword in anger".
[The experience of painting is worth a little improvement.]
Zheng Xiu nodded with satisfaction.
When Yue Yan and Dou Xie approached, they happened to see Feng Bei treating Zheng Xiu's still-undried painting with great care as if it were a treasure. He blew a few puffs of hot air to dry the painting, folded it squarely, and put it into his arms.
The two of them were stunned.
Zheng Xiu put down his brush and turned back with a smile: "You are finally here."
Yue Yan ignored him, but pointed at the two of them with trembling fingers, winking at them with a look of suspicion on her face.
"What...are you doing?"
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the atmosphere between the two of them just now was...