Looking around, it wasn't his stupid third brother who showed up from the steps?
After waiting for a while, another fat man with fat head, big ears and sparse hair, wearing a white Confucian robe and a turban on his head, climbed up the mountain with a feather fan in his hand.
Later, there were servants carrying various boxes and potted plants on their shoulders, staggering behind the fat man and emerging from the steps.
But the two people in the servant group wearing government servant clothes seem a bit familiar?
While thinking, the fat man took two quick steps forward and passed Jiang Wu, stood in front of Jiang Xuan and saluted:
"Hello, Dao Zhang Jiang, I am Zhou Song, the eldest son of Zhou County, the county seat, and my father, Zhou Yu, the magistrate of Sixi County."
As soon as Zhou Song finished speaking, Jiang Wu, who walked to Jiang Xuan, immediately answered:
"Brother, Brother Zhou is here to give you a gift."
Glancing at Jiang Wu, who had already been attracted by others before going up the mountain, who called others eldest brother and winked at him, Jiang Xuan frowned slightly and waved his hand to dust:
"The Infinite Blessing God, the layman Zhou and Pindao are strangers to each other, so why do they go up the mountain to give gifts?"
Fatty Zhou didn't show any concern when he heard this, and directly explained his purpose:
"After I heard that Taoist Master was accepted as a disciple by Dean Ye, I had the idea of coming to make friends with him."
"But Taoist Master, you are devoted to cultivating Taoism. You went back to the mountain to practice Taoism before I came to visit you."
"In this case, I wouldn't mind disturbing you."
Having said this, Fatty Zhou pointed at the two men wearing government uniforms but mixed in with the servants:
"Those two are the government officials of Guyao Town. They are called Wang Da and Wang Er. Wang Da is the leader of the government officials in Guyao Town."
When Wang Da heard Zhou Song mention his name, a smile uglier than crying suddenly appeared on his face.
If he hadn't known it was impossible, Jiang Xuan would have thought that his sixty-year-old mother had remarried.
Otherwise, how could you show such an ugly smile?
"They found me two days ago and said, sir, you bought a Mei from them."
"In addition, I have sent my servants to keep an eye on you, Taoist Master, and I know that you have recently bought materials for making talismans and alchemy."
"So I guess Taoist Master, you might be interested in making talismans, refining elixirs, and controlling beasts."
Having said this, Fatty Zhou couldn't help but glance at the yawning little fox lying on Jiang Xuan's shoulder.
But he didn't look much, he just took a quick glance and saluted Jiang Xuan again:
"I know it's wrong of me to send people to keep an eye on the Taoist priest, so today I have the idea of sending gifts to the Taoist priest's door to make friends with him, and I also want to come to apologize to him."
Having said this, the fat man first handed the feather fan in his hand to the middle-aged butler beside him, and then pulled off his Confucian robe.
"In ancient times, Lianpo bore thorns to apologize. Today, someone like me, Zhou, has come to apologize, so naturally I have to bear thorns as well."
After turning around to reveal the three thorns covered by his fat body, and showing his bloody back to Jiang Xuan, Zhou Song clasped his fists and knelt down with his head half-kneeled, explaining the word "bearing the thorns to plead guilty" incisively and vividly.
Seeing this, Jiang Xuan was speechless and choked for a moment.
Where did this weird thing come from?
Just give something away, how come there are so many tricks?
Smelling the smell of blood coming from the tip of his nose and looking at Fatty Zhou's white and tender body, Jiang Xuan felt that his eyes were extremely fishy:
"Why is layman Zhou doing this?"
The energy of Tai Chi lifted him up out of thin air, and Jiang Xuan said calmly:
"Ever since I became my master, Pindao has been prepared to be investigated openly and secretly."
"Observing the daily life of Pindao's family, collecting information about Pindao, and even studying Pindao's genealogy, aren't these normal operations for you people?"
Jiang Xuan is quite open to these things.
Reality is not fiction.
There is no love without reason, and there is no hate without reason.
Everything happens for a reason.
If no one from the local gentry families in these counties sent anyone to investigate him after he showed his talent and was accepted as a disciple by a big boss from the Five Realms, then he would wonder if there was something wrong with the heads of these families.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan used his yin and yang energy to look at Fatty Zhou.
Then he nodded secretly.
Fat people are nice people.
Even if there is no resentment lingering on his body, there are still wisps of spiritual light flickering.
If I feel right, is it the gratitude of all sentient beings?
However, Jiang Xuan's Taoist skills are still shallow after all, and he has not practiced any eye skills, so he cannot see clearly.
"So next, is it time to practice a pupil technique?"
Jiang Xuan was meditating here, while Zhou Song, who had just stood up and had not yet regained his balance, heard Jiang Xuan's words. His knees went weak and he almost knelt down again.
Sending people to investigate rising stars has been a tacit understanding since ancient times.
Although no one said it, everyone knew it in their hearts.
In order to establish a relationship with Jiang Xuan, he carefully prepared gifts and apologized. Wasn't it to leave a good impression on Jiang Xuan?
But listen to Jiang Xuan's tone and look at his expression.
It seems like the flattery hit the horse's leg?
Thinking of this, Zhou Song quickly waved his hand after putting on his clothes and asked the servant to open the box:
"Taoist Priest, this time I went up the mountain to apologize, so naturally I brought a lot of gifts."
"These are the Langhao brush from Shanshan County, the yellow talisman cloth from the capital, the sacrificial smoke ink from Huizhou City, and the pure Yang cinnabar from Dushan. They are the best choices for monks to make talismans."
"In addition to these talisman-making items, I also brought a 300-year-old Changbai Mountain wild ginseng, 10 pounds of top-grade dragon bones, and 3 pounds of aged rehmannia glutinosa."
Jiang Xuan couldn't help but sigh as he heard the fat man naming various precious Chinese herbal medicines like names of dishes.
This is just the son of a county magistrate.
Although Sixi County is surrounded by the Cangwu Mountains, there are indeed many wild medicinal materials picked by herbal collectors.
But what does this have to do with the magistrate, and what does it have to do with the magistrate’s son?
After three years of clearing the prefecture, he received one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver.
Although the magistrate's territory is far smaller than that of the magistrate, judging from these things, the magistrate of Sixi County has long had nothing to do with incorruptibility.
The scary thing is that even so, Fatty Zhou is still haunted by thoughts of gratitude.
It's really outrageous.
Zhou Song, who was presenting the apology ceremony over there, was constantly observing Jiang Xuan's expression while presenting the gift list.
Seeing that Jiang Xuan still looked calm, he sighed secretly.
"As expected of the Taoist seed that Taoist Master Ye likes, he cannot be moved by the mortal things that money can buy."
"Fortunately, I was well prepared."
Thinking of this, he simply stopped paying half of the gift list, turned around and waved behind him.
The next moment, a pair of identical twin sisters, aged 28 and 28, walked out of the crowd.
"Taoist Priest, they are my father's adopted daughters. Now that they are twenty-eight years old, it's time to find a good one for them."
Before Zhou Song could finish speaking, Jiang Xuan waved his hand and interrupted.
He finally understood why Jiang Wu winked at him as soon as he went up the mountain. Unexpectedly, someone sent him a wife:
"There is no need to say anything else."
"I am a poor man who is devoted to cultivating Taoism and has no plans to start a family for the time being."
"It's cold on the mountain, and it's not convenient to have a maid."
"So wherever they come from, they go back to where they are."