When Jiang Ziya returned home, he rarely showed his dignity as a husband. He stopped doing the farm work that he usually had to do when he returned home. He sat at the door, held a Taoist book in his hand, and started reading like an old man.
After a few hours, it was getting dark.
Ma, who went out to help others, came back. When he saw that there were three chickens in the chicken coop, and Jiang Ziya was sitting at the door reading a book, and no one was taking care of the housework at home, he suddenly cried and cursed: "You have no idea.
You are a useless person who holds a book and pretends to be noble all day long. Unfortunately, I have to work for others every day so that I can feed you, a maggot. What evil did I do in my previous life to marry into your family in this life?"
Jiang Ziya didn't answer, sitting at the door and concentrating on reading.
Ma walked up quickly, grabbed Jiang Ziya's clothes, and struggled with him: "You useless loser, you can't even sell a few chickens, why are you coming back? I hope you die outside as soon as possible, and you will save some time."
You kicked your legs, and I have to buy a coffin for you."
"Get out of here, you shrew!"
After all, Jiang Ziya has magic power in him. If he doesn't use it, he won't use it. When he uses it, Ma will be ejected immediately.
Mrs. Ma squealed and fell into the chicken coop, her body covered with vegetable leaves and chicken excrement.
After being thrown down like this, Ma naturally refused to give up and struggled to get up.
As a result, he stepped on chicken dung and fell upside down. At this time, Ma didn't get up at all. He just sat on the chicken dung and cried: "You said you have the destiny of a prince, general and prime minister, but I don't either."
I beg you to make me a marquis and prime minister, but you have to bring stuttering food to your family, right?
It's better for you, you can't do anything, you don't have enough to eat, and you ask me to go out to work to support you, but you still pretend to be a big-tailed wolf with me all day long. Look at this house, it's all bare, but what have you paid for?
You've even become aggressive with me. If you don't use yourself, you'll only become a quarrel. If you don't let me talk, you won't be able to survive this life."
Madam Ma howled loudly and sat rolling in chicken manure.
If in the past, even if Jiang Ziya was dissatisfied, he would hold his nose and admit it, who would let him accomplish nothing.
But today is different from the past. Instead of apologizing, Jiang Ziya walked up angrily and slapped Ma on the face: "Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet!"
Ma was stunned for a moment after being beaten, and then went to scratch Jiang Ziya reluctantly.
Jiang Ziya took two steps back, threw his hand and hit Ma's forehead with a gold ingot.
In pain, Ma leaned back and bumped into the old hen lying on her nest, making her jump all over the place.
As a result, before another attack occurred, Ma suddenly saw that the thing he had thrown away turned out to be a gold ingot.
"Master, am I right?"
Seeing the gold ingot, Ma immediately forgot everything, picked up the ingot and put it in his mouth to bite.
The gold ingot rolled on the ground, covered with chicken manure, but Ma ignored it and looked at the tooth marks on it with a silly smile: "Hey, it's really gold!"
Jiang Ziya saw it, with a look of disgust on his face, and said loudly: "I learned the art of slaying dragons. How can trivial things bother me? In the past, I recognized you as a married couple, so I tolerated you again and again. Today
, how can you know what I am capable of without giving you a chance to see how good I am?"
"Master, I know you are a capable person. Just rest and I will cook for you."
After being beaten and scolded, Ma didn't take it seriously at all. Holding the gold ingot in his hand, he started cooking for Jiang Ziya.
After hearing this, Jiang Ziya said confidently: "If you still want to cook, go to the village and fetch two kilograms of plain wine and some good dishes. I will also have a toothpaste with you today."
Ma couldn't bear hearing this, so he protected the gold ingot on his chest and whispered: "This ingot is not light, but we can't let it go. In my opinion, it's better to endure it for the time being and keep this ingot."
It's not an option for you and me to live in Songjiazhuang now. We still have to find a place to live and move out as soon as possible."
Jiang Ziya felt slightly better after hearing this.
But after a moment, he still waved his hand and said: "Go get some drinks first and make me feel comfortable. I'll give you two gold coins in the evening."
Upon hearing that Jiang Ziya also had gold ingots, Ma's face became even more joyful, and her pace walking out was a bit faster than usual.
Watching his wife leave, Jiang Ziya let out a fierce breath and felt that the troubles of the past few months had been wiped away.
In fact, the current Jiang Ziya is his true character in Fengshenyan, after bidding farewell to Yuxu Palace and before taking over Xiqi.
Down and out, shabby, he pretends to be noble on the surface, but in reality he has a bad temper, and even takes his anger out on women when he speaks in disagreements. This is far different from the high-spirited and high-spirited person he was when he was a god, and after taking charge of the list of gods, and guiding the mountains and rivers.
This is not surprising, a person's character can only be reflected when he is desperate.
However, it was later on that Jiang Ziya became more dignified as his status increased, just like many nouveau riche who like calligraphy, painting and antiques after getting rich, as if otherwise they could not reflect his inner elegance.
If you don’t believe it, you can read Chapter 15 of Fengshenyan, the chapter about Ziya going down the mountain from Kunlun Mountain, and how Jiang Ziya is described.
The real Jiang Ziya was not really a wise man before he gained power.
With Wang Xu's funding, Jiang Ziya and his wife bid farewell to Song Yiren who lived in Songjiazhuang and bought a yard on Chaoge East Street with the intention of starting an independent business.
After the yard was set up, the Ma family stayed quiet for a few days. Jiang Ziya also took this opportunity to change his profession, set up a divination stall on East Street, and began to make a living by fortune telling.
On the other side, Wang Xu also had some leisure. During this period, the situation in the palace was relatively stable. Daji was also busy enjoying herself and did not cause trouble.
In the blink of an eye, it was July. After several months of calm, one person couldn't sit still.
The nine-headed pheasant spirit among the three Xuanyuan demons, who is currently Hu Fei Hu Ximei, has been having a difficult time.
Because she and Da Ji had a very unhappy fight for favor before, after Da Ji took the throne of the queen, she often suppressed her overtly or covertly.
Over time, even Liu Pipa was made a noble concubine, while Hu Ximei was still the guest concubine. She could not even see the king on weekdays, and she was only greeted by Daji and sent to the cold palace.
How could Hu Ximei, who had enjoyed the sweetness of pampering, be able to bear the loneliness now, so she always wanted to make amends with Daji.
These days, Daji had nothing to do and stayed in the palace for a long time. Instead, she missed the little monsters in Xuanyuan's tomb, so she let Hu Ximei see the opportunity.
"Sister, my sister is here to see you."
Hu Ximei came to Daji's bedroom with a flattering look on her face.
Daji saw Hu Ximei coming, with neither sadness nor joy on her face, and said coldly: "Looking at me, you want to see if I'm dead so you can take the opportunity to sit in my seat, right?"
Hu Ximei knew that Daji was very dissatisfied with her. When she heard this, she quickly begged for mercy and said: "Sister, what did you say? You are our eldest sister in Xuanyuan Tomb. How dare I, the younger sister, dare to stab the eldest sister?"
"You are really my good sister!"
Daji had a sarcastic look on her face and said with a contemptuous smile: "Now you know how to be afraid and know that I am the eldest sister?"
That being said, in fact, although Daji was angry with Hu Ximei, she never thought of harming her life, otherwise Hu Ximei would not be alive today.
However, there are still some points that should be mentioned. After Daji said this, her voice changed and she said, "Tell me, where did you go wrong?"
"Little sister shouldn't overestimate her abilities and think she can stand on her own. Now that she has realized her mistake, I beg my eldest sister to bypass me this time." Hu Ximei saw that things were still easing, and hurriedly came up to give Daji a beating on her legs.
Daji didn't say anything and let Hu Ximei kneel on the ground, deliberately trying to give her some memory.
Hu Ximei knocked for half an hour, but seeing that Daji had no intention of getting her up, she quickly said: "Sister, I heard from Third Sister that you miss the little demon at home?"
"What's the matter? Can we still go back?"
Daji rolled her eyes at Hu Ximei. It would be okay for Hu Ximei and Liu Pipa to go back and have a look. If she left and was gone, King Zhou would go crazy.
When Hu Ximei heard this, she immediately laughed: "Sister, we can't go back, but we can let the family come to sing songs? With the breath-condensing technique given by Empress Nuwa, it is difficult for him to see through it even if he is a golden fairy of the Three Religions.
For our sakes, why don’t we let the children at home enter the palace to enjoy some wealth and honor, so that we can understand my sister’s thoughts.”
"Come to Chaoge?"
When Daji heard this, she was somewhat moved.
These three demons are the backbone of the demons in Xuanyuan Tomb. The relationship between the little demons in Xuanyuan Tomb and them is the same as the relationship between the demons in Huaguo Mountain and Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong went to heaven and saw wealth and wealth that was not available in the human world. He was always thinking about the little monsters and wanted to let them enjoy it in heaven.
The same goes for Daji. The three of them are enjoying the blessings in the palace, but the children at home still have a tight life, which is unpleasant to think about.