The so-called "Uncle Yan" sounded strange and friendly to Tong Baimei. He couldn't even remember how many years he hadn't heard anyone call him that.
Fifty years?
Sixty years?
Or seventy years?
His real name is Tong Yan. When he entered Huangguan, he almost became a demon due to a small mistake in seclusion. Fortunately, there was no big problem in the end and he was successfully born. But from then on, his beard and hair became white.
The symbol d, so that "White Eyebrow" gradually became his name.
Anyone who knows he is Uncle Yan must be from his hometown!
But after looking at the other person for a long time and not remembering who the other person was, Tong Baimei asked: "Are you..."
"Liuyaozi, Zhang Liuyao!"
Tong Baimei suddenly remembered that the Zhang family had a child who was ranked sixth, and immediately widened his eyes and said: "Are you the sixth child? Lao Zhang's sixth child?"
"Uncle Yan, have you remembered?"
"You were only six years old when I left home. How many years have passed... I really can't recognize you now."
"Seventy-two years have passed, and Uncle Yan has changed a lot. If it weren't for his beard and hair, I would hardly recognize him."
Tong Baimei sighed: "It has been seventy-two years since I left my hometown... these years... so you have also entered the spiritual practice? Your cultivation level is not low. I didn't realize that you had the talent for spiritual practice when I left my hometown. I was really blind.
Ah, haha."
"When Uncle Yan left, I was just six years old, so maybe my aptitude was not obvious. I didn't meet my teacher until I was twelve years old. He took me to Shandong, joined the Fujiang Sect, and gave me a name.
"
"So Zhang Xian of the Fujiang Sect is Liuya? This is really... I heard the news that you broke through the barrier and became a master a few years ago. At that time, I was still thinking that the Fujiang Sect is indeed the largest casual cultivator in Shandong.
The sect, with four trainers in one sect, is really amazing!"
As the saying goes, when a fellow villager meets a fellow villager, tears well up in his eyes. When Tong Baimei met Mr. Zhang, it immediately brought back endless memories and refused to leave. It seemed that they even opened a private room in this restaurant, ordered food and served wine, and talked for half a lifetime.
There are so many things to talk about, including former relatives and friends, old houses, paddy fields, back mountains, fish ponds... everything can be talked about for three days and three nights.
But obviously, Tong Baimei didn't talk about it for three days and three nights. It was only in the evening that she began to curse Zhao Zhiran while drunk. The reason was just Zhang Xian's "How are you doing lately?"
Seeing that Zhang Xian didn't know much about Zhao Zhiran, Tong Baimei explained to him in detail how Zhao Zhiran entered Wujiyuan, how he cunningly pretended to be a high-ranking person, how he was ungrateful for being promoted by Zhiyuan, and was finally forced to die by Zhiyuan.
Everything poured out like beans from a bamboo tube.
After he finished speaking, he talked about the hard work he had done in the past few months to avenge Zhiyuan. He drank a lot and cursed, which really made him cry bitterly and full of sorrow.
Hearing this, Zhang Xian was furious: "It's really infuriating that there is such injustice in the world! Uncle Yan, don't rush this matter, I will help you!"
Tong Baimei has been running around like a headless chicken for several months, with no way to appeal, and has been subjected to all the looks and ridicule. At this moment, someone actually stood up for justice, and he suddenly felt grateful. He felt that he had to rely on himself to do anything.
Fellow fellow!
The two people immediately got together to plan carefully. Zhang Xian asked: "Uncle Yan, aren't you a disciple of Chu Tianshi? Chu Tianshi is the most peerless genius in the Taoist sect and has always been respected by the world. Why not ask Chu Tianshi to come forward and expose it?"
Zhao Zhiran, isn't it much better than you running around like this?"
It was okay not to mention Chu Yangcheng, but when Zhang Xian mentioned this, Tong Baimei became even more angry, his eyes were red, and he punched the table, which immediately collapsed. Dishes, drinks, broken bowls and broken dishes were all over the floor.
Said: "Zhao Zhiran is the best at using clever words, mean words, and flattery. My teacher fell under his spell, and that's why...he is now far away from home, not in China..."
As he talked, he suddenly fell silent and continued to pour wine into his stomach one cup at a time.
Zhang Xian thought for a long time and said: "In this case, things will be difficult to handle. Uncle Yan has a high level of cultivation and a good reputation. I have heard of Uncle Yan's name a long time ago, but at that time my level of cultivation was low.
Dare to meet Uncle Yan..."
Tong Baimei glared and said: "This is your fault! We are all fellow villagers in the same village. Even if you have no cultivation and are just an ordinary person, if you come to me when you are in trouble, I can still avoid you? Do you think I am a villain like Zhao Zhiran?
What?"
"Yes, yes, it's my nephew's fault... Having said that, if you want to overthrow Zhao Zhiran, it's probably very difficult to achieve it by yourself. If Chu Tianshi can't rely on him, can he rely on the sect? The Jade Emperor
Pavilion…”
Tong Baimei immediately shook his head: "You can't count on them. Zongsheng Hall and Yuhuang Pavilion are as good as wearing a pair of trousers. Yu Zhiyuan is also a member of Yuhuang Pavilion and a disciple of Protector Yuan. What's the result? Just give up if you say you give up..."
Zhang Xian pondered: "You still have to have the support of the master of Xu Lianxu. I heard that Maoshan Sima Tianshi and Zhao Zhiran have always been at odds, why not..."
Tong Baimei flatly refused: "I would rather hit him to death than go to Sima Yunqing!"
"Why is this?"
"Character is character, personal hatred is personal hatred. Zhao Zhiran's character is not good, but at least he is still opening up territory for the Ming Dynasty, but what about Sima Yunqing? On such a big issue of right and wrong, what is he doing? Surrender faction!
Sima Yunqing and I have no personal enmity, but I despise his behavior, so you ask me to go to him for help? Absolutely impossible!"
Zhang Xian was speechless for a moment. He looked at Tong Baimei blankly and stood in awe. After a long time, he raised his glass and said, "My nephew, I would like to say three glasses to my uncle!"
After drinking together, Zhang Xian said: "I think of a person."
"What's the meaning?"
"Wang Shouyu, have you heard of Uncle Yan?"
"Wang Shouyu, who inspected the fleet, is a special meritorious official commended by the True Master Hall. The whole world knows it, so how could I not know about it."
"Does Uncle Yan know that Wang Shouyu had a grudge against Zhao Ran before?"
"Oh? Say it!"
Zhang Xian recounted the grievances between Wang Shouyu and Zhao Ran, and then said: "Based on the feud between them, it is difficult to get together, but because of his outstanding achievements and attracting the attention of the world, Wang Shouyu was dismissed by the court.
Given the title, he now has a very high status and holds important positions, and Zhao Zhiran has to rely on him. This also shows from the side that Zhao Zhiran is as powerful as Uncle Yan said. He does not care about personal grudges, who has a higher status, who
He will deal with anyone who has a great effect."
"Do you know Wang Shouyu? He is willing to help?"
"I know him, but he won't take over this matter. He doesn't want to offend Zhao Zhiran."
"Humph, you cowardless bastard!"
"Uncle Yan, wasn't Uncle Yan inspired by Wang Shouyu? Zhao Zhiran ignored Uncle Yan because he had no position in the Taoist sect, no power in his hands, and no one under him, so it was of no use to him.
This is a common problem among snobbish people."
After a pause, he said seriously: "If there were people under Uncle Yan who were famous and powerful, would Zhao Zhiran still be like this? At that time, if Uncle Yan said something casually, I am afraid that every journal in the world would rush to report it.
, will you still be rejected like today?"
With these words, Tong Baimei immediately fell into deep thought.