The days passed quickly, and it was more than two months in the blink of an eye. On this day, Zhao Ran was brushing the old donkey's hair with clean water, and Zhou Huai suddenly rushed to the trough, panting.
"Brother Zhao, follow me back quickly!"
"What's wrong? What happened?"
"Finally a new person is coming to the courtyard!"
Zhao Ran grabbed Zhou Huai's sleeve and asked urgently: "How many are in?"
Zhou Huai chuckled and showed three fingers. Zhao Ran jumped up on the spot and clenched his fist fiercely. He hurriedly wiped the old donkey's body dry with a cloth, and then followed Zhou Huai to the small courtyard.
Many people who had gone to clean the house had gathered in the courtyard, including Jiao Tan and Fatty Jia who had gone to the water house and fire house. Everyone, led by Guan Er, gathered around Zhao Ran and congratulated him one after another.
Zhao Ran exchanged greetings with everyone and quickly asked: "When will the newcomers come?"
Guan Er said with a smile: "I'm already here. I'm going to Zhou Yutou's place to see the gift. Congratulations to Brother Zhao, you can finally leave the private house."
Zhao Ran sighed: "I have been busy for four months, and it is really not easy to count."
While he was talking, he saw Zhou Yutou bringing in three young men. They all looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old. The three of them followed Zhou Yutou and looked at everyone in the courtyard with curiosity.
Zhou Yutou said: "Zhao Ran, pack up your belongings and move out of the house. You can find another place to live."
Zhao Ran saluted Zhou Yutou: "Thank you very much for your care these days. Zhao Ran is grateful."
Zhou Qingtou smiled slightly: "You're welcome, you are capable. It's very rare."
Zhao Ran went back to the house to pack his clothes and packed a package. When he came out, he asked Guan Er: "Brother Guan Er, which room should I live in?"
Guan Er shook his head and smiled: "Don't ask me, it's not here anyway."
Zhao Ran was stunned: "Ah? You don't live here? But where do you live?"
Guan Er said: "Wait a moment, we will know later."
Zhao Ran was a little confused. Everyone was just laughing and joking. No one explained to him, and he couldn't figure out what medicine these people were selling.
While he was thinking about it, a servant from another room came over and said to Zhao Ran: "Zhao Ran, hurry up and go to the backyard. Inspector Song wants to see you."
Zhao Ran came to the backyard, and Song Zhiyuan was waiting for Zhao Ran in his hall. This time he did not sit behind the table, but sat beside the wooden table, quietly sipping tea. Opposite the wooden table, there was another soft table
There is an empty tea cup on the wooden table.
Song Zhiyuan reached out and gestured for Zhao Ran to take a seat. To be honest, Zhao Ran had a headache with sitting with his legs crossed. Every time he sat down, his legs would be sore and numb, and he couldn't relax for a long time. But the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple
We all sit like this every day - sitting is also part of the homework, and he can only learn to adapt slowly.
Despite the headache, Zhao Ran was very happy to sit opposite Song Zhiyuan. It was obvious that Song Zhiyuan's treatment of him had been significantly improved this time. Being able to drink tea with Inspector Song across from him was very honorable.
"This tea comes from Baima Mountain. It is very rare. Please try it." Song Zhiyuan invited Zhao Ran to drink with him.
Zhao Ran straightened up and refilled Song Zhiyuan's tea first, then filled his own tea cup and sipped it slowly. As expected, there was a refreshing fragrance that left an unforgettable aftertaste.
"Zhao Ran, has it been four months since you entered Wujiyuan?" Song Zhiyuan took a sip of tea and asked casually.
Zhao Ran quickly put down the tea cup, bowed slightly, and responded: "After all, there are twelve days in four months."
Song Zhiyuan nodded slowly: "In the past four months, your performance has been very good. You are down-to-earth, steady, not frivolous, and willing to think about others, worry about other people's needs, and consider other people's thoughts.
, quite respected by the pyrotechnics."
Hearing the other party praise him so much, Zhao Ran was naturally happy and said modestly: "There are still many shortcomings. I hope the patrol officer can give me more advice."
Song Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Don't be humble, your reputation is excellent. Zhou Zhixiu said that for more than two months, you have completed all the cleaning tasks by yourself, which shows that you are indeed a hard-working person..."
Zhao Ran secretly said, Old Taoist, Brother Donkey, I will take the credit for you first.
Just listen to Song Zhiyuan say again: "The most rare thing is that you are very clean and self-sufficient. You take a rest every ten days, and I have never heard that you have been to the Music Hall..."
Zhao Ran thought about it and found that he really had never been there, but it wasn't that he didn't want to go, but that he really had a busy life and had no time to go. Whenever he had a break, Yu Zhiyuan would drag him to study calligraphy and painting.
, or participate in an elegant gathering, or go to find old ways, go fishing, climb mountains, brag, or spank. If there is none, then he would rather lie in bed and hold his head to catch up on sleep and refresh himself - reversing the day and night sweeps.
The job is really tiring.
"...I've never heard of you engaging in gambling..."
Zhao Ran's face turned red. It's true that he had never been on the gambling table, but the stakes were so high that no one in the entire Wuji Academy could match him!
"No matter what aspect you are trained in, you are outstanding. No one can doubt this. This time, new people are introduced to the hospital, and it coincides with the time when the restaurant boss Li is returning to his hometown. I think about it again and again.
You can make up for the meal."
This sentence really surprised Zhao Ran. The dormitory had a total of eight rooms, among which the clean room and the private room were the worst, the water room, fire room, mill, and tank room were in the middle, and the dining room and vegetable room were the worst.
Feng. In particular, Guo Caitou, the steward of the kitchen this time, has grown old and has made up his mind to return to his hometown to practice practice. Gradually, he does not care about anything. The affairs of the kitchen are all taken care of by the restaurant manager.
The firework of the house is the easiest, but the rebates are the most.
Surprised, Zhao Ran hesitated and said: "However, I have only been admitted to the hospital for more than four months, and my qualifications are too young. If there is a vacancy in the dining room, as usual, my colleagues in the cleaning room should fill it..."
Song Zhiyuan waved his hand and said with a smile: "You are still so kind, but if you are always like this, you will easily suffer a loss. To tell you the truth, choosing you to move the dining room is not only my consideration, but also the clean house fire dwellers.
unanimously recommended, you don’t need to worry about this.”
"Ah?" Zhao Ran didn't understand and asked: "Unanimously recommended?"
"That's right, today afternoon, during the second day of the clean room fire work, all the fire work laymen from the clean room came to my dormitory to recommend. They all said that they hope that you can fill the gap in the vacant dining room this time. Speaking of which, I am still the first in my life.
I've seen this happen once..."
Zhao Ran stayed for a moment, grateful in his heart, and sighed: "I'm ashamed, how could Zhao Ran be so virtuous..."
Song Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head, finished sipping the tea cup, hesitated for a moment, and lowered his voice: "Is there any news about the Great Master Refiner recently?"
Zhao Ran shook his head. He noticed last time that the Song Inspector seemed to have something to ask Chu Yangcheng for help. Unfortunately, he had no way to ask for help, so he wanted to try his own way. It's a pity that Chu Yangcheng
Cheng didn't take him to heart at all, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to help Song Zhiyuan.
Song Zhiyuan was not discouraged, and just said: "I have found out the location of Yuhuang Pavilion, and it seems to be in the Wushan area in eastern Sichuan. It will take some more work to find the specific location. If you are interested, please help me pay attention... Actually
It’s not a big deal. I have a niece from my family, whom I regard as my own daughter. She went to the Huayun Pavilion to practice Taoism last year and inadvertently violated the master’s rules. Now she is afraid of the master’s punishment and dare not return to the pavilion..."
Don't refuse anything in person. This is the principle of life. Zhao Ran is very good at this. At this moment, he knows that he can't help, but he pretends to be concerned and asks: "Oh? But I don't know the name of the inspector's niece.
?Who is her master?"
"My niece's name is Song Yuqiao, and her seniority in the Taoist sect is rain. However, our Shifang Jungle is different from their descendants' temple, which goes without saying. Her master is Lin Zhijiao, and her Taoist name is Yun Gu. Well, if
If we can seek help from the Great Refiner, there may be some room for change."
Zhao Ran nodded: "I understand, the patrol officer should not be too worried. If there is a chance to see the Great Refiner again, I will try my best to make a statement."
The Taoist sect has two forces, one is the ten-direction jungle that governs the secular world, which is the palace; the second is the temple of descendants who practice Taoism, which is what Taoist priests often call the pavilion. The palace and the courtyard are more like an official office, and there are no masters.
, there are only duties, but Guan and Pavilion are completely different. They need to teach the true skills. Every Taoist priest must worship a master in order to be taught by the master.
Therefore, what Song Zhiyuan said that his niece was afraid of the master's punishment and did not dare to return to the Taoist sect was definitely not a joke. In the Zisun Temple, Taoist priests can of course worship different masters as their cultivation level improves, but in the right way
In front of the master of the sect, you must never disobey, otherwise you will be beaten and killed.
The Yuhuang Pavilion is the place that governs the Zisun Temple in the entire Sichuan area, and its status is higher than that of the Huayun Pavilion. If Chu Yangcheng can speak, that "Yun Gu" will definitely give him some face.
It's just that Zhao Ran doesn't have to think about this problem for the time being. Chu Yangcheng doesn't want to see him and can't even see him, let alone intercede for others?