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On August 14th, Sun Guanzhu led his disciples to perform a ritual ceremony, and Cheng Jiaoniang and the girl moved into their new house.
In the front hall and the back yard, Sun Guanzhu sent a boy to take charge of the incense.
"You must be respectful and observant here. You are not allowed to go to the back without being summoned, but you must do your best to sweep the backyard." Guanzhu Sun warned him again and again.
If it weren't for the fact that Daguan couldn't live without people, she would have lived in the Taiping Palace by herself.
That's right, this place is called the Taiping Palace. It is no longer the Small Xuanmiao Temple. There is only one temple on the mountain, and the palace belongs to it.
Guanzhu Sun looked at the bottom of the mountain and let out a breath of relief.
What I thought would never come true in this life actually came true.
Although she belongs to the daughter of the Cheng family at this time, she is a daughter's family after all, not a cultivator, and she will have to leave sooner or later.
The girl came out to wipe the corridor and saw Sun Guanzhu hesitantly pacing outside the door, as if he was about to come in and then leave, so she said hello first.
"Madam, are you awake?" Sun Guanzhu said.
"You're awake." The girl said with a smile.
Sun Guanzhu wanted to speak but stopped.
"Are you living well? I'll buy more if you need anything else," she said.
"Okay, okay, very good." said the girl.
"Please come in." Cheng Jiaoniang's voice came from behind the door.
The girl hurriedly stood up and opened the door. Guanzhu Sun also took a deep breath and stepped in in response.
"This time, it will cost you money." Cheng Jiaoniang said straight to the point.
The money Guanzhu Sun took was not much spent on repairing the Taoist temple. Basically, it was spent on decorating the residence. The floor, mats, couches, doors, windows, curtains, etc. were all completely renewed.
"Don't dare, don't dare, it's the money you got from me." Guanzhu Sun said hurriedly.
"I like people who are sensible." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "You are very good."
Is this a compliment?
Guanzhu Sun was a little happy.
He is more than two girls in age, and now he feels that he is a girl who is inexperienced in the world, while this girl is an old woman who has been around for a long time.
Guanzhu Sun laughed a little.
"Whatever you need me to do for you, just ask." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The girl on the side was a little stunned. This was the first time she saw the lady speaking proactively like this.
Guanzhu Sun was equally astonished, but more happy.
"I, I wonder if Madam, Banqin can teach my disciples how to cook." She also said directly.
The girl was stunned for a moment.
"Learn this? What to do?" The girl couldn't help but ask.
"The old man likes your craftsmanship, Miss Banqin. Now that you have moved to the mountains, I won't trouble you, so I think..." Sun Guanzhu said coquettishly.
It’s not easy to directly say that you want to rely on this...
"Do you want a big name or a nickname?" Cheng Jiaoniang interrupted her and asked.
First name? Nickname?
This lady actually guessed her purpose again?
Guanzhu Sun became even more uneasy.
"If so, if you want a nickname, I can, fry you, fried, vegetable fish, egg rice, fruit tea soup, all kinds of square skills." Cheng Jiao Niang said.
Guanzhu Sun's eyes widened with astonishment on his face.
So, those things are actually not this girl’s craftsmanship?
"It's her craftsmanship, I just mentioned it," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Just mentioning it made the old man want to eat three meals a day in their temple?
Guanzhu Sun was a little excited.
She asked the right question this time!
Xiao Ming, there are just so many ways to do it, and a banquet is complete, but if you are a big name...
"In this case, if you want to be famous and have the above skills, just choose one." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Guanzhu Sun and the girl were stunned again.
One? One? Can one become famous?
"Fairy Girl." Cheng Jiaoniang looked at Guanzhu Sun, "Where is your practice?"
Sun Guanzhu thought smartly, and his mind suddenly became clear.
"Xiangu, what you are cultivating is a big road or a small road. It is just a small road. It can be a supplementary one, not a main one. There is no distinction between primary and secondary. The size is unknown. The Tao is far away." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Yes, it is a Taoist temple, not a restaurant.
She is practicing Taoism, not fame.
She is a Taoist priest, not a cook.
How can one lose his mind and forget the right path? Even if he becomes famous by fasting, what has become of the Mysterious View?
Even though she is famous, wouldn't it make her a joke to wear this Taoist robe?
With this joke, how long can this name last?
So if you learn more, you will become a nickname.
"Thank you, madam." Sun Guanzhu bowed his head sincerely and saluted.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at her and smiled slightly.
"You don't need to thank me. You should thank yourself." She said, "If someone respects me, I will return an inch. This is the Tao."
This was the third time Mr. Cheng Er came to the Zhang family's old house. Different from the previous times, this time he was accompanied by another man.
This is a man in his thirties, tall and dressed in a Confucian robe that exudes a scholarly air.
"Isn't the old lady always at home?" he said, taking a sip of Shaanxi sweetness.
"Brother Yukun, it's an unlucky time for you to come here." Mr. Cheng Er said, with a touch of the free and easy attitude of a landlord. "The old man has always avoided the world. He has many teachers and disciples and many visitors, so he deliberately avoided them all."
The man named Yu Kun looked at Mr. Cheng Er with a bit of envy.
"My lord lives here, so I can see you often." He said, "I studied under the teacher for three years, but I traveled northwest. Since the teacher came to Beijing, I haven't had the opportunity to see him for several years. This time when I was escorted, I could see the teacher.
The old man is now satisfied and doesn’t dare to disturb the old man, so I’ll leave now.”
Mr. Cheng Er hurriedly grabbed him.
"Yukun, don't be anxious. It's so easy to get here. I always want to see you." He said, a little eagerly.
This Liu Yukun and Liu Pu have long been famous. They are from the Liu clan in Tongzhou. Liu Pu is now just a casual official, but his uncle is no ordinary person. He was the number one scholar in Youning three years and is now Liu Ping, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy.
Mr. Cheng Er has known for a long time that Liu Pu is also a disciple of Zhang Chun, but they are far apart, and they are not disciples at the same time, so they have never crossed paths. Unexpectedly, he actually came to his door. How could he let go of this opportunity to make good friends?
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He wanted to see the teacher's father, but he came twice and delivered gifts but was not allowed to enter.
Mr. Cheng Er said big words and insisted on bringing him back.
"It's better not to disturb the old man. Since he doesn't want to see him, then don't see him." Liu Pu said.
Mr. Cheng Er just held on and urged the boy to go to the concierge to ask again.
The boy didn't want to go, and couldn't help complaining that the master was bragging.
It's common here, but this is the third time this month, and I didn't even enter the concierge's door.
The concierge pretended to be deaf and ignored him. It was obvious that he was missing. He still wanted to ask, but it was just a waste of time.
The boy pouted and walked over. Before he reached the door, the door opened. He stopped quickly and saw a girl walking out with a basket on her back.
"Girl, hurry up, I'll drive right over." The concierge, who always pretended to be deaf and dumb, said enthusiastically with his toothless mouth split open in a smile.
"No, uncle, it's not far. I have to go to Dongshi. I can just walk back by myself."
An inconspicuous little maid said with a smile.
"How can that be done? You specially brought food to the old man and asked you to walk back. What kind of hospitality is that?" the concierge said righteously.
The young man stared at him. Isn't it just a bite to eat and this young man becomes a guest?
Which maidservant is this? She’s so awesome.
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I thought about it, one update of two thousand words is too little, and the interval between two updates is long, so everyone seems to be in a hurry. If I add one update in the middle, and two thousand words each in the morning, middle and evening, it should be smoother.
, However, I can't do it... (*^__^*) Hee hee... (To be continued)
