The head of the village was instructing the bricklayers to repair the holes in the roof, and Qian Siliu's shouts came from behind him.
"Have you been chased by a wolf? You are crying like this."
Zhuangtou turned around and finished cursing, looked at Qian Siliu breathlessly wiping sweat, frowned and asked:
"Why did you come back so quickly today? Maybe you encountered a wild beast on the way and ran back?"
"I've never...never encountered this before. I arrived...when I arrived at the county town, I handed the rubbings to the gatekeeper of the official's outer mansion, and also told you everything about the village as you told me.
After touching a stick of incense, the concierge asked me to go back to the village as soon as possible. He said that the senior official’s grandfather was not available, but the junior official’s grandfather was interested and wanted to come to our village to observe the miracles of the sparrow fairy in person. He asked me to come back first to report and prepare.
."
"What's going on? The junior member's grandfather is coming in person?"
Zhuangtou was taken aback and asked hurriedly:
"When can they arrive at the village?"
"They wanted to prepare carriages and horses. They thought they would not be slower than me, so they just asked me to go back to the village first. They would come soon, and I'm afraid they would arrive in half an hour at most."
The head of the village pushed Qian Siliu away, came outside the hall, and shouted to the dealers below:
"Put it down here in advance and come back to the village with me to prepare to meet the younger member of the family."
Then he shouted to the crowd:
"Gu Er! Get ready to kill the pig!"
Everyone originally heard that the young member was coming, but they were still stupid and didn't react. But when they heard that they were going to kill a pig, they all looked overjoyed and ran towards the village with a loud "boom", and some even climbed over the wall directly.
When he came out, he stepped on the courtyard wall until it was lowered.
Zhuangtou returned to the hall and saw Erzhu still lying in front of the statue, looking up stupidly with his butt raised. He was so angry that he kicked Erzhu in the buttocks and cursed:
"Are you still looking at your mother's butt?"
Erzhu rubbed his buttocks and got up and said:
"Dad, look, I picked this up..."
After speaking, he raised his right hand with three feathers in his hand.
"Hiss! This is...as expected..."
After Zhuangtou's thoughts suddenly changed, he suddenly became solemn. He took the feathers respectfully with both hands, looked up at Tianding Cave, frowned and thought for a moment, took out a clean handkerchief from his arms, carefully folded the feathers into the handkerchief, and stuffed it back.
In arms.
Then he turned to Erzhu and said:
"Don't worry about it for now. Go back and tell your mother that the younger member of the family is coming to the village. He's going to call some cleaner wives to clean our main house inside and out. When I get back, I'll find out.
A louse, look carefully at your mother's skin!
By the way, I will also light the fine incense I brought back last year in the house and smoke it carefully."
Erzhu rubbed his buttocks and ran towards the middle of the village. The head of the village walked out of the hall, leaving only Qian Siliu waiting outside with his hands down.
"Hey, uncle, we are going to kill a pig today. In addition to the pig's feet, can you also leave some of the pig's water for me?"
……
More than an hour later...
Cheng Yu led Hei Tantou and several other young birds, one step ahead of the villagers, and flew to the fork in the road outside the village.
He swung his paws back and forth on the reed stem and stared at the official road in the distance, where two carriages were approaching.
Two cars, one in front and one behind, are enjoying themselves.
Judging from the Zhuangtou's reaction to the young man's upcoming visit and the accessories of the two carriages, this legendary wealthy man must have a rich family background.
The drivers on the car all wore uniform gray robes and turbans and hats. Although their faces were tanned, their complexions were rosy, enough to stand out from the gloomy dishes of the farmers.
The car in front, in particular, has a wide body and a gilt-edged decoration on the carport. Judging from Cheng Yu's naked eyes, the car can seat four or five people, which is quite spacious.
This kind of carriage is not something ordinary people can afford. In ancient times, this kind of carriage was considered a first-class luxury car.
The carport at the back is smaller, but the ruts made by the wheels on the dirt road are deeper than the previous one.
The two cars wandered all the way to the entrance of the village. The head of the village specially changed into new clothes without patches, but he could barely keep up with the coachman.
There were several elders from the Zhuangzhong tribe beside him, and almost all the people from the village came out and waited together on the roadside. Before the carriage could approach, the head of the village rushed to the car and cupped his fists and said:
"Qian Duofu, the head of Qingluo Village, is waiting for you."
After saying this, everyone was respectful to the end. The coachman didn’t even look at them, and the owner of the carriage didn’t even bother to open the curtains on the carriage window. Only a young and immature voice came from inside:
"Okay, let's enter the village."
"Yes."
Qian Duofu, the leader of the village, walked in front and led the carriage into the village. The main road in the village has been paved with a layer of clean loess, but there is no clean water to splash on the street. It must be because of the previous lack of water.
"Master Fu Zhuang, this is your first time here for our brother in the village. Apart from the calligraphy treasure left by the bird fairy you mentioned, is there anything else interesting about it?"
This time the speaker in the car was not the same person as before. Qian Duofu did not dare to neglect and hurriedly stepped forward and replied:
"The middle of the village is rough, and there is a stele pavilion in front of it. Apart from that, there is nothing worth seeing. However, the Qingluo Mountain behind the village is lush and green, and the scenery is very beautiful. If..."
"Can the Dragon King Temple be at the foot of the mountain?"
"Exactly."
"Take me to wait and see."
"Is this the moment? Why don't I go to the village to rest for a while and look at the calligraphy treasure left by the Bird Fairy..."
There was silence in the car for a while, and then it seemed that the person in the car covered his mouth and yawned, then uttered the word "kind", as if he was tired of saying another word.
Upon hearing this, Qian Duofu immediately led the carriage towards his home, and the villagers had to follow the carriage on foot at a distance.
The carriage arrived in front of Qian Duofu's tile-roofed house. After Qian Duofu informed him respectfully, the double-leaf copper-carved wooden door on the carriage shed softly creaked. A young man in light cyan walked through the carriage first.
The handsome and fair-skinned young man dressed up lifted the curtains and came out. He looked about fourteen or five years old, but as soon as he stuck his head out, he took out a sweat towel and covered his mouth and nose, frowned and whispered behind him:
"It's very noisy outside. I'd better not come down here. Just raise the curtain in the car and take a look."
"Well...it doesn't matter. Since it is an immortal relic, we can't neglect it."
Then a young man in silver clothes came out. He was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. He wore a hairband with a gold-rimmed scarf on his head, and a gold and white jade hairpin that looked extraordinary.<
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Compared with his clothes and headgear, his appearance was downgraded. In Cheng Yu's eyes, he was only above average at best.
But fortunately, they were fair-looking, and in front of the villagers, the two people in the car looked like two bright pearls in the mud.
Three people got out of the next car. The leader was wearing a navy blue silk robe and looked about forty or fifty years old.
Qian Duofu recognized this man. He was once the personal servant of the late old master, and he was also a prominent steward in the current high-ranking official's house. Behind him stood two strong men like iron towers, presumably servants.
Everyone got out of the car and moved to the earthen wall to take a closer look. Qian Duofu was about to go up and talk about the whole story. Suddenly, his eyes flashed. Two strong men stepped out from behind the steward like they were carrying chickens.
He threw Qian Duofu ten feet away from the silver-clad young man.
Qian Duofu was also a strong man, but the two of them threw him out easily without any exaggerated movements.
At first, everyone's focus was on the young handsome man, and no one noticed these two strong men.
Only Cheng Yu saw from a high position that these two strong men in gray shorts got off the carriage at the back and walked inconspicuously behind the young man in silver clothes. Two pairs of torch eyes scanned back and forth among the crowd. Qian Duofu was pushed out in front of everyone. His face turned red at first, but then he acted as if nothing was wrong. He raised his hands and saluted the two strong men who had just started to attack. However, he stood there and did not dare to move forward. He pointed at the earthen wall in the distance.
Said:
"Young Master, Qing Ge'er, two brave men who like to take charge of things. The hundreds of words on this wall were left by the Bird Fairy, and they tell a strange story in the temple at the back of our village."
The young man and the two young men named Qing Ge'er only glanced at each other casually at first. The young man named Qing Ge'er was not a big deal, but the young man's grandfather was attracted immediately.
He took a few steps forward and carefully looked at the calligraphy on the wall, and kept praising:
"What a wonderful calligraphy! Every stroke is made of silver hooks and iron. The handwriting is thin and strong, but it is thin without losing its flesh. It is strong but without losing its graceful grace. I have only seen it in my life. I have only seen it in my life. It has the charm of an immortal."
Especially when I learned that the characters formed by wine droplets written on this highly absorbent earth wall actually remained intact for three days, I was even more amazed.
"Unexpectedly, there are some interesting things happening in your little village. There was a mountain god Jin Ye before, but later you reported that a Dragon King appeared to replace Jin Ye.
It has only been a few years, and yet another sparrow has appeared. It must be that your village has excellent feng shui."
After the junior member’s grandfather finished praising him, he read the entire story of Golden Salamander Killing Jiao in detail. After reading it, he felt a burst of emotion in his heart and asked repeatedly:
"Master Fu Zhuang, when was this mountain god Jin Ye worshiped as a mountain god by you and others? Why did he choose you, Zhuangzi, to be the mountain god? Do you know?"