Chapter 166: Influence (I)

Nanjun, located in the south of Xiangyang, is a large county in Jingzhou, although it is not as wide as the Jianhe River in Xiangyang City, but the folk customs are ancient, and there are many famous people who live here for a long time.

Here in Nanjun, there are indeed many famous people, many of whom are talented.

In a mansion in the north city of Nanjun, a young man is sitting in the sky, holding a scroll and reading under a tree, so leisurely!

Beside this young man, there is a dwarf carved huā case, with fresh fruits and tea cups placed on the simple temperament, you can taste a sip of tea from time to time, and then look at the scroll in your hand, this is definitely a thing to enjoy, from the surrounding scenery and the texture of the things used, you can see that this young man is quite enjoyable.

In the open space where he was, there was only a towering tree, its green branches and leaves, swaying with the breeze. A faint huā incense, hún combined with the scent of grass, permeated the air under the trees.

He sat cross-legged, except for an extremely soft and comfortable futon, only light grass.

The tender green is soft and soft, and it calms people's mood.

A little farther away from the open space is a xiǎo lake surrounded by a xiǎo pavilion and a four-corner promenade, and from time to time there are xiǎo fish jumping up from the surface of the lake, jumping in the golden sunshine.

In the corner mén, at this time, suddenly several shìnv wearing green dresses, holding jīng snacks, walked in from outside the courtyard.

They were slender and beautiful, dressed in clothes of good texture, and with a light smile on their fair faces.

"Childe. Although they were beautiful and young, their words, deeds, and eyes were extremely regular, and after coming to the young man, a young NV called softly.

"Mother asked you to send it, put it there!" the young man was not surprised to find their arrival, his expression was only faint, and he did not change at all, just casually pointed to the table next to him, and said.

"Yes, Childe. After receiving the order, these shìnv elegantly placed several plates of jīng sweet dim sum on the table next to them, and stood in a row, obediently waiting for the master's orders.

"Nothing else, let's step back first. The young man said lightly.

"No. Respectfully, Qi Qi bowed to the young man and quietly left together.

Although the young man they called "Gongzi" was handsome in appearance and elegant in temperament, he was Zhuang Guang, one of the two teenagers in the Xiǎo Pavilion that day.

Zhuang Xing received twenty-one apprentices, all of whom were good talents, two of them, one was Zhuang Guang, his grandson, and the other was Shi Qian, known as "the first disciple"

Zhuang Guang, as a grandson, is naturally the heir, but unlike other sons of the family, this young master is very well-behaved under the guidance of his grandfather Zhuang Xing.

Not only is he already famous in the local area, but he also has profound talents, and before his wife died early and the new fù has not yet passed the mén, although he is peaceful, he does not have much to do with beauty.

But he is not a rigid moral gentleman, he can only say that this person is worthy of being the grandson of Zhuang Xing, a famous man in the world, who is thoughtful and does not have strong hopes.

He doesn't sink when he's having fun, and he doesn't stick when he's calm, and for those who know him well, he's a very rare wonderful person.

Zhuang Guang also has a habit, that is, he likes to read.

"Well, I'm really hungry. At this time, Zhuang Guang suddenly became a little hungry.

Tilted slightly to the desk, raised his nose and sniffed lightly, and suddenly lù showed a helpless expression.

"Well, after eating, let's read again. Placing the scroll aside, Zhuang Xing's slender fingers picked up a piece of dim sum, put it in his mouth, and chewed it gently.

It is impossible for him, who cherishes books, to read books and eat snacks at the same time.

At this moment, in the corner mén, someone came in again.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he didn't need to look up, Zhuang Guang heard the footsteps of the principal Lao Ding. In the observation of micro xiǎo things, Zhuang Guang has always been extremely keen.

"Childe. The other man stopped a few steps away from him and called respectfully.

"Say, what's the matter?" Zhuang Guang stopped his movements, turned to look at the middle-aged servant standing not far from him, and asked.

Lao Ding said respectfully: "Childe, Mr. Mei Qing came to visit Childe. ”

"Mr. Mei Qing?" Hearing this person, Zhuang Xing was slightly stunned, and an image of a person appeared in his mind, and he said to himself: "He went to see the battle in Xiangyang, and now he actually returned?"

Remembering that the other party was waiting outside, Zhuang Guang got up and walked out.

Lao Ding respectfully followed him and walked out, with an expression of surprise on his face.

Mei Qingdao people, three generations ago, have been associated with ****.

The first generation of Meizhu Dao people, who was robbed and dying, was rescued by ****, and stayed in Nanjun, but due to the robbery, he died after ten years of life.

However, Meizhu Dao people have mastered the secret arts, and they have also buried **** in a feng shui treasure land, although there is no emperor, but it also has the power of wealth and wealth.

After the death of the Meizhu Daoist, there was a Meizhi Taoist follow-up, and continued to repair with the ****, and the **** also built a Taoist temple for it, and gave it to 300 acres of land.

Since the help of two generations of Taoists, there have been people who have been promoted in scientific examinations and entered the dynasty as officials, so **** has prospered, has a large number of fields, and has a good relationship with the Jingbei family, three generations down, **** has gradually become a famous family.

Zhuang Xing, the head of this generation, has become a celebrity and has become more and more influential in Jingbei.

And the three generations of Taoist Mei Qing, after decades of research, have constantly improved their Taoism, and gradually have a childish form that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Such a guest is naturally different, Zhuang Guang does not dare to slack off, and it is normal to hear that he is returning and go to greet him.

Although it has entered summer, Mei Qing is still wearing a simple robe, in fact, although this person is forty, he looks about thirty, his appearance is delicate, and his body is full of fresh air.

Lao Ding found a servant and arranged for the arrival of the distinguished guest.

When Zhuang Guang invited Mr. Mei Qing in, the water in the courtyard was already lined up with wine and food, so that the two of them could drink and chat.

"Just returned from Xiangyang, Sun Chang is indeed dead, which is really embarrassing. Drinking sake, Mr. Mei Qing said with some emotion.

Looking at the Taoist who was sitting opposite him, with an ordinary appearance but a free and easy temperament, Zhuang Guang asked with some suspicion: "Sun Chang is said to have some relationship with Mr., and the ancestral lineage is also very powerful, why is there still a death calamity?"

At the beginning, when I saw his face, he was resolute and resolute, lonely and resolute, and he was stubborn and would rather bend than bend, so naturally it would be difficult to survive the catastrophe this time. ”

"As for the leyline, although his ancestral vein is very powerful, but when it comes to the festival, the consumption will not be xiǎo, besides, the heaven and earth luàn world, it is the luck of the calamity, just a leyline, can An resist?" Mr. Mei Qing said with some emotion.

When Meizhi Daoist took his apprentice to swim for the last time, he saw Sun Chang, and secretly sighed in his heart that he was a general, looking at his luck with the air of a hero, and his forehead was narrow and broken, he should not live long, and finally ordered his disciple to tie up with him, helped him, and took some qi, which greatly strengthened Mr. Meiqing's Taoism.

But this kind of thing is very difficult to encounter, but it is indispensable, and it cannot be too deep.

Therefore, Mr. Mei Qing's real food and clothing parents are still ****.

For this newly established Mei Mén, **** is a tree, and Mei Mén is a vine wrapped around the trunk.

Not only is the luck necessary for cultivation to be provided by ****, but also some calamities must be resisted by ****.

The world fights for the dragon, not to achieve death, Mei Mén ancestral training: "Less than seven generations, not a big tool, not into the dragon." ”

And slowly help **** from a landlord, to an official, to a family, and then to an important minister of the country, you can naturally absorb enough luck, until the foundation is deep, the Tao is formed, and you can stand on your own.

In particular, it is the right time to find one, or condense a treasure of luck, and suppress Mei Mén's luck.

Zhuang Guang listened, sighed, and said: "Mr. Mei Qing's return this time, could it be that he has decided to be the master?"

A pair of bright eyes sharpened in an instant.

“...... I'm just suggesting that everything is naturally decided by the **** family owner. ”

"That gentleman has already met grandpa?"

"Yes, now you have guessed the purpose of my trip?" Mr. Mei Qing paused, placed the wine glass on the table, looked at the other party as well, and asked rhetorically, although it was a question, but it was a declarative tone.

"Yes. Zhuang Guang nodded, tasted a mouthful of wine, and then continued: "With Mr.'s affection, it must be grandpa's acquiescence or approval, so come to me!"

"Haha, you are worthy of being the heir of ****, you guessed right!" Mr. Mei Qing said with a smile: "The head of the family just wants to ask your opinion." ”

Mr. Mei Qing's words made Zhuang Guang stare at him for a while: "Since grandpa called you here, you agreed, and the Ming Lord is the Duke of Shu?"

When Mr. Mei Qing heard this, he smiled and said nothing, and he didn't answer, which was already a tacit.

"The news of the capture of Xiangyang by the Duke of Shu has reached Nanjun, and the whole Nanjun is nervous...... Zhuang Guang said lightly: "You want me to persuade Taishou to surrender to him, do you?"

Nanjun Taishou is Zhuang Guang's father-in-law.

"You don't want to go?"

"On the contrary, I have seen it firsthand. Zhuang Guang said.

At the same time as saying this, Zhuang Guangyin Hall suddenly filled with a youthful atmosphere, which showed that this person would be in a high position and achieve the life of the prime minister.

Mr. Mei Qing was immediately overjoyed, this is the first minister-level minister to come out of ****.

Speechless for a moment, Zhuang Guang suddenly asked, "Senior Brother Shi Qianshi, will he die young?"

Mr. Mei Qing was stunned, but said: "This is his fate, but the death of this son will definitely be a **** family, and you don't have to worry about it, this is the same as Sun Chang, it is not a human scheme, it is really a fate, it just makes his death worthwhile!"

Zhuang Guang listened, clenched the cup tightly, and let out a sigh: "Senior Brother Shi has already married a wife, and please ask Mr. to make him have a descendant, so that the incense will not be cut off." ”

Mr. Mei Qing smiled and said: "I came here just now, and I have already seen that Shi Qian's heir is already in the process of being conceived, which shows that this person must have offspring, his wife will be pregnant, and the heir will also be rich and noble, and it will not be white." ”

"That's good!" Zhuang Guang was silent.