Chapter 39: 3 people and 5 people (on)

Chapter 39 Three People Can Do Five People (Part One)
Mushan Taoist Temple, few people know what year it was built, and few people know who built it. Even the people in Xiangcheng, not far from Mushan, did not know when it was known that there was a Taoist temple on Mushan. Some people say that it was eight years ago, some people said that it was ten years ago, and some people said that there was such a house in the mountains. I do n’t know what dynasty left it, and it was not a new one.
But since there were more Taoists on Mushan, more and more people came to Mushan to visit. The Taoist people in this concept don't know how to practice, but their methods of doing business are first-rate. One bowl of white rice costs twenty yuan, 50 yuan of amaranth and thirty yuan of vegetarian cuisine. There is only one type of wine, a pot of five hundred yuan, and the price is clearly marked.
Da Sui is rich, and a bucket of japonica is not much money. Even if the white rice on the mountain Taoist Temple is clean and delicious, it will definitely not be worth twenty pennies. For fifty pennies, you can buy a large piece of pork, and I do n’t know how many meat dishes can be made. But Taoists in the Taoist view of others also made it clear that these meat, eggs and fresh vegetables were all transported from Xiangcheng and had to be moved to the middle of the mountain. The manpower and material resources involved were not a small amount, so it was reasonable to sell these money.
Most of the people who can live in the Taoist view are the family members of noble officials, not who is the young master or the lady, who naturally does not care about the small things of dozens of words and hundreds of words, and this is the only family that opens the door to do business on Mushan The semicolon, it is difficult for people to think of not getting rich.
The name of Taoist Temple is in the right place.
It's called Mushan Temple.
There are thirty-six Taoists, seventy-two Taoists, and eleven miscellaneous servants in the view of Mushan. The scale is not large, but the order is well.
The old man with a goatee that looks quite immortal is a duster, and is the subject of the evening view. But outsiders rarely know that in this view of the Twilight Mountain, it's not the dustman who makes the decision, but an outsider who rarely shows up. It is the Taoist children and miscellaneous servants in Taoism. Of course, the thirty-six disciples of Dustman still knew what the superior was like.
His name is Xiang Qingniu.
He is very busy every day.
His birth is mysterious and amazing.
He had inextricable relationships with Xiao Zhenren, who had a clear view of Leshan in Qing Dynasty, and had an unusual relationship with a major figure in the Royal Palace. It is said that he also has a somewhat mysterious and even more frightening brother who was scared and disappeared 10 years ago. In Xiang Qingniu's own words, his brother didn't know which mountain he was in when he dropped the demon and removed the demon.
Xiang Qingniu is his name, not a road number.
Even the duster does not know, whether the young fat man whose seniority is his own uncle has a clue. In fact, if he hadn't seen Xiang Qing for a year, he had lost his beard in Qing Leshan and watched Xiao Zhenren alive. He couldn't believe that this guy who had no other advantage than greedy for money turned out to be in the door. people. And it's very ... the kind of person in the door.
Xiao Zhenren is the leader of Daomen, and Qingle Mountain is a sacred place of Daomen. Although the name of Sanqingguan of Wudang Mountain has been getting louder and louder in recent years, after all, there is no way to compare it with the one-time view of Xiao Zhenren. In Xiang Qingniu's words, the explanation is that Daomen gasified Sanqing, Qingle Mountain was a view of Qi, and Wudang Mountain was a view of Sanqing. I don't know how to explain it like this, Daozu God knows whether the fat man's idea will be thundered and chopped to death.
Xiang Qingniu is very busy, very busy every day.
But the things he was busy with were simple, except for two.
If you eat too much, count the money. If you count too much, eat something. Every time Duchenzi went to the small courtyard where Xiang Qingniu lived alone, as long as this young uncle was not sleeping, it was necessarily eating. If he did n’t eat, then he was counting money.
Xiang Qingniu once said that those who are greedy for money and don't know how much money they have, will sooner or later lose their money.
Xiang Qingniu looked only fifteen years old and was fat for nothing. In fact, he was nineteen years old. It was exactly nine years old when his second elder brother left him. If he had taken off the robe and replaced it with ordinary clothes, who would have thought that he had a very distinguished identity in Da Sui Dao Men? Chuchenzi still remembered that when he was in Leshan, Qing Dynasty, Xiao Zhenren pleaded with Xiang Qingniu for a whisper, and Xiang Qingniu almost pulled out Xiao Zhenren's beard.
"I'll follow the second elder brother Xiang! And my name is Xiang Qingniu, so that when I hear the name, I know he is his brother!"
"Sister."
Xiao Zhenren corrected.
"Sister brother is not brother?"
Xiang Qingniu pinched Xiao Zhenren with a beard and asked fiercely.
"Of course it is, naturally it is ... the younger brother is of course also the younger brother, whoever said it was not me who was in a hurry!"
Xiao Zhenren was pained by the shame, and when Xiang Qingniu let go, he couldn't help sighing: "Since he was a child, he has a good relationship with your second brother.
Chu Chenzi still clearly remembers the original conversation, and also deeply remembered that he would rather offend the master than offend the uncle. Ten years ago, he was instructed to travel around the world to open his door, and finally chose Mushan. Four years ago, Uncle Xiao drove to Mushan View, and since then he has lived a dark life.
It is said that shortly after he descended from Qingle Mountain, the uncle, who was only nine years old at the time, also said goodbye. Since then, there has been no news, and I don't know why it suddenly appeared in Mushan six years later. At that time, Dengzi did not dare to delay, and quickly sent someone to send a letter to Qingle Mountain. Xiao Zhenren sent several groups to invite Xiang Qingniu back, but he just stayed here and didn't leave.
Later, Xiao Zhenren sent a message: "It's okay not to return to Leshan, but we are not allowed to leave again."
Xiang Qingniu swaggered and said to the disciple who said the message: "Go back and tell Mr. Xiao that six years ago I went penniless in Da Sui without a penny and couldn't find the second elder brother. He wanted to come to a foreign country. Da People who practice Taoism in Sui can walk without money, but the disciples under Da Sui's ancestors are far worse than those bald donkeys, so there is no money. When I have enough money, I will leave Da Sui and find the second brother Naturally, I won't go anywhere. "
After hearing this reply, Xiao Zhenren sighed sadly and said a idiot.
Perhaps, this can also be used as Xiang Qingniu's road sign.
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Xiang Qingniu woke up three times a day when he woke up. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and rolled over to continue to sleep, but the people in the front yard said that the Tao Te Ching was too loud, so he felt very irritable. Dao De Jing, Chao Chao Jing, Dao Zu said that these three books are compulsory homework for Dao Men's children, except for Xiang Qingniu.
Listening to the sound of reading in front of him, he got angry and immediately got up and got out of bed, pulled up two shoes and slammed the copper basin for washing his face. The shirtless man exposed a white plump of fat and walked out of the door. The small yard strode to the front yard back door, and then smashed the copper basin toward the duster sitting in the first seat.
咣 When it sounded, extremely crisp.
After the sound was crisp, the sound of recitation in the room stopped. When you look at it again, Duchenzi doesn't know when he flew to hide behind the statue of Daozu.
The owner of Mushanguan raised his head tremblingly from behind the stone statue, and asked carefully: "Uncle, what do you want?"
Xiang Qingniu said that he didn't want people to sleep and turned away. After leaving the dust to wait for Xiang Qingniu's figure to disappear, he flashed out from behind the stone statue. After finishing his clothes, he said solemnly: You feel the way of nature's avenue left by Daozu, this ... is in sincerity and not in sound ... you listen to the spring breeze, but nature, spring grass is silent, and it is nature, so ... "
"Master, we know!"
The disciples spoke in unison, and then began to meditate in their hearts.
Dust Chen nodded his head in satisfaction, and said that it was all made.
After Xiang Qingniu returned to his own yard, he went into the bed and continued to sleep. When he went to bed, he accidentally hit a copper coin. He immediately reached out and picked it up, put it on his mouth and blew it. On the side of his wooden bed, there were countless copper coins and silver tickets stacked, and he did not know how many.
Of course, he knew it himself.
Looking at the pile of money, Xiang Qingniu murmured to himself: "Old man Xiao said that he can't go to the world without any money, and I don't know when he will be able to get the money. I only wait here for five years, if it is I have to leave if I do n’t have enough money. The second elder brother should n’t have brought much silver when he left. I can go as far as he can.

After saying this, he shook his head again: "I'm definitely not as far away as Brother Er."
After saying this, he felt hungry, and he would definitely not sleep hungry. So he shirtlessly shook his fat again, and devoured all the cooked meat and snacks left on the table last night. I patted my belly with satisfaction, and the fat fluttered like water.
Of course, you must sleep when you are full. Counting money is a kind of physical work. You must wait until you have rested.
It didn't take long for me to scream.
After an hour, Dust appeared cautiously at his door, half-hidden behind the door, and whispered, "Uncle, are you still sleeping?"
Xiang Qingniu rolled over and continued to sleep.
"There is someone in the Imperial City, waiting in front. Would you like to meet?"
"The old man from Xiao again? See you!"
"This time is not ... it is the from the palace, with His Majesty's imperial edict. Although I still want to invite you to take the examination of this year's Yanwu Academy, this time it is not the ceremony, but the proctor."
"The emperor sent someone?"
Xiang Qingniu sat up fiercely, rubbing his eyes and said, "People sent by the emperor? Then you should go ... Xiao Xiao's words can't be heard, and the emperor's words can't be ignored."
Duchenzi breathed a sigh of relief. He always thought that Xiang Qingniu was a man who was not afraid of heaven, but now it seems that he has the least awe of the emperor.
"The second elder brother said before that the words of the emperor Da Sui must be heard, and the emperors of other countries can talk as farts. Since the second elder brother certainly makes sense, so I will go this time. As for the invigilator of the Yanwu Academy ... Can you handle rice? "
Xiang Qingniu picked up his clothes and went out, UU reading www.uukanshu.com said as he walked: "Then I will go to the Imperial City now, and you will be well managed by Mushanguan. Everything can be missing, which is the monthly input If the money is missing and I come back, I'm not finished with you ... Besides, I know exactly how much money is in my house. If I come back and find that there is one less copper coin, I will strip your beard and hang you in the front yard Hit the beam. "
"Uncle rest assured ... that ... the commissioning in front is waiting for you."
"Let him go back first, I'll go to Chang'an myself."
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After Xiang Qingniu went down Mushan, he found that he had forgotten to bring some dry food, and he cried hungry in the stomach after walking for half a day. He had planned to go to a town not far from Mushan to find a way to eat something, but after calculating it accurately, he found that he would definitely pass out when he was one and a half miles away.
At this time, I heard a noise coming from behind me. He looked back and found a string of about six or seven carriages. The drivers are all strong men, and they are not good people at first glance. Especially the dry old man who hurried on the second carriage even made him unconsciously have a kind of resistance.
As he hesitated, he saw the carriage windows were still open, and many charming women looked out, so he completely dismissed the idea of ​​asking for some food. In his opinion, the old man with a big wine gourd was scary, but far less terrible than those fairies.
Suddenly in despair, he suddenly found his luck.
It was about a hundred meters from the convoy, followed by a carriage.
The driver was a middle-aged man, and the whip crackled. There was a young boy in a black shirt sitting next to the car, with his eyes closed as if asleep.
This is not the point.
The point is that the driver is eating meat while shaking his whip.
Very fragrant meat.