The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 176
Three days later.

The magnolia just bloomed at the door, and Xiaowen's sedan chair welcomed her into the house.

On the wedding day, the house is full of guests.

All the famous people from Shiliting Town came, and the neighbors sat at dozens of tables, and the wedding banquet was arranged all the way on the street.

Yan Chixia sat on a high seat, wearing a red robe, not as a master, but as a adoptive father, with a beard all over her face, just like Zhong Kui.

Zhang Heng could tell that he was very happy.

He tried his best to restrain his smile, but his smile couldn't be hidden like a wrinkle.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Bye husband and wife!"

"Send to the bridal chamber!!"

After a whole set of ceremonies, accompanied by lively applause, Xiaowen entered the bridal chamber with the support of the matchmaker and maid.

Yan Shi was not so lucky.

He is the groom, and he has to toast at each table to make a good fortune.

A wedding down, busy until midnight.

In the dead of night, the guests scattered.

Yan Chixia sat on the steps, looking at the messy wedding scene, and said to Zhang Heng who was sitting beside him: "I picked up Yan Shi, and he was just over a year old at that time. I thought I couldn't survive."

"This kid is very lucky. He survived with a mouthful of rice cereal and a mouthful of goat's milk."

"Today he is married and has his own family and wife. He doesn't have to spend half his life like me. I have no regrets in my heart."

Zhang Heng nodded silently.

September.

Autumn exams begin.

Cui Hongjian rode a donkey and went to Zhoucheng to rush for the exam with the peace amulet Zhang Heng gave him.

If this step is successful, it will be a carp jumping over the dragon's gate.

Even if you don't pass the Jinshi exam in the future, you can still teach in schools in prefectures and counties. If you have connections and money, you can be recommended as eighth-rank officials such as county magistrates and master clerks. There were also many county magistrates and prefects who went up.

more importantly.

There are names of poor scholars in the market, but there is no such thing as a poor scholar.

Juren is exempt from taxation and corvee.

Although the Dasong Dynasty is not looking at the current downturn, it has nothing to say to the scholars.

The only rule on the surface is that Juren can be exempted from two hundred acres of land tax.

In fact, in addition to Juren's own fields, the surrounding gentry would also visit him.

County magistrates from all over the country are also scholars. As long as they are not too outrageous, if they have a field of [-] mu under their name, they don't have to pay a penny of tax.

The tax saved is your own field, so it is all yours.

If you don't have any land, and the land under your name is all from the squires, then you will be given [-] catties of grain per mu of land, or other equivalent money.

Don't think it's too little, twenty catties of grain for one mu of land, and twenty thousand catties for one thousand mu of land.

If you win Juren, even if you don't do anything every year, you will still get ten thousand catties of millet.

This money is enough for you to have three wives and four concubines, and to support a dozen servants at home.

Of course, if you are lofty, follow Hai Rui's example, distribute your land to the clansmen, and only eat the salary of the imperial court, then there is nothing you can do.

Mid-October.

Accompanied by Chuichuidada, Cui Hongjian returned to his hometown.

In this autumn examination, Cui Hongjian showed his strength and won No.3 in the Zhongxiang Examination.

The so-called Thirty Young Juren, Cui Hongjian is 28 years old this year, and he can be said to have a promising future.

Even he himself found confidence in this rural examination.

He also told Zhang Hengyan that he was going to redouble his review and fight again in the spring test next year, and go to the capital to take the Jinshi exam.

Zhang Heng doesn't understand scientific research.

But he knows what it means to bang.

Right now, Cui Hongjian is gaining momentum, and he writes like a god. With this energy, he may really pass the high school exam next spring.

December.

It was snowing outside the window and it was extremely cold.

Zhang Heng's heart was burning, because after several months, his ten-step flying sword finally rose to a hundred steps.

Not easy.

The flying sword method is more difficult than he thought.

It took a few months to go from ten steps to a hundred steps, and it was initially capable of fighting.

Going up, one thousand steps, ten thousand steps, sword roaring nine days, and taking the head of a person thousands of miles away, I don't know how long it will take.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm leaving."

Zhang Heng came to Yan Chixia to announce the good news, but Yan Chixia froze him with one word.

"Walk?"

Zhang Heng was a little puzzled: "Where are you going?"

"Guobei County, I heard that there is Lanruo Temple over there. It is inaccessible and suitable for seclusion."

Yan Chixia explained: "I have an enemy who lost to me in the sword competition seven years ago. Since then, he has come to me every year for the sword competition. I really don't tire of it."

"In the past, Yan Shi was here, and I couldn't hide from him. Now Yan Shi has a family and a business, so I don't need to take care of him anymore."

"I'm going to go out and hide for a while. If he comes again this year, let him compare with ghosts."

heard.

Zhang Heng showed a sudden look.

It seems that this is the beginning of the plot of A Chinese Ghost Story 1.

"Hero Yan, go ahead, I will visit you when I have time."

Zhang Heng had no intention of leaving with him.

Because he has just completed the flying sword now, and he hasn't tried the sword with the Nine-Tailed Demon King yet, so if he leaves, he will lose an inner alchemy.

Turn around and behead the Nine-tailed Demon King, and then wait for Cui Shusheng to go to Beijing to take the exam, then it will not be too late to go to Yan Chixia.

After all, judging from the plot, the start time of A Chinese Ghost Story 1 should be July next year.

At the beginning of the movie, when Ning Caichen collected the bills, Guobei County was filled with Menglan Festival flags.

As long as they arrive at Guobei County before July next year, they will not miss the moment when Yan Chixia hunts down the thousand-year-old tree spirit.

"The green hills will not change, and the green waters will flow forever, so let's not live here."

Yan Chixia has no long hair.

Now that he has the idea of ​​leaving, Dang even puts on his sword and bow, and leaves with a jar of wine in his arms.

"It's really chic!"

Zhang Heng smiled and shook his head, continuing to practice swords in Wumenju.

A month later.

"who are you?"

this day.

As usual, Zhang Heng practiced his sword in Wumenju when he saw a black-clothed swordsman head-on.

"I'm a passer-by. I heard that there is a knight living in seclusion in Wumenju, so I wanted to come to pay a visit. I didn't expect the hero to leave. I think this place is good, so I stayed."

"gone?"

The black-clothed swordsman frowned slightly: "Do you know where he is going?"

"do not know."

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly: "I have been here for several months, and I haven't seen anyone come back."

"Damn Yan Chixia!"

The swordsman in black walked away, showing no interest in Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng didn't stop him when he saw this.

Although he knew that this black-clothed swordsman was Yan Shi's biological father Xiahou swordsman.

But he wasn't going to tell him, because Yan Shi already had his own family, and now his life is happy and his family is happy, so what's the point of letting them know each other.

Furthermore.

Xiahou swordsman is a swordsman who enjoys revenge and hatred.

He has few friends and many enemies.

If people knew that Yan Shi was Xia Houjian's son, some people who wanted to seek revenge on Xia Houjian but couldn't find him, or couldn't beat him, would probably target Yan Shi.

It's okay for Yan Shi to say, but Xiao Wen is an ordinary girl.

If in the end, the whole family is ruined, why bother.

It's good to know what you don't know.

Another half moon.

Cui Hongjian packed his bags and went to the capital to prepare for the spring test.

Zhang Heng sent him all the way to the official road, and warned: "Although you have the status of Juren, but the current dynasty is collapsing and your luck is in decline. If you encounter ghosts, this status as Juren may not be able to protect you.

But don't be afraid, I have three treasure talismans, one magic mirror, you wear the talisman on your body, and hang the bronze mirror on the head of the bed when you sleep, so that ghosts and ghosts won't hurt you. "

Zhang Heng handed the magic talisman and magic mirror to Cui Shusheng: "Send you a thousand miles, there will be a difference, scholar, cherish all the way."

Cui Hongjian bowed down and said: "I will return to high school, Brother Zhang, take care."

Riding a donkey, Cui Hongjian waved away.

Three months later.

April.

Zhang Heng received a letter from Cui Hongjian from the capital.

The letter stated that he passed No. 7 in this exam, and later in the hall exam because of his outstanding appearance, he was selected as the third in the hall exam, Tanhualang.

Right now, he has been awarded the editorship of Zhengqipin Hanlin Academy, responsible for serving lectures and drafting imperial edicts.

At the same time, Zhang Heng was told good news.

Minister of the Ministry of War in the court, Fu Tianchou, Master Fu heard that he did not have a wife, and wanted to recruit him as his son-in-law.

It is said that Fu Qingfeng, the daughter of the Fu family, has both talent and appearance, and is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

But Cui Hongjian was a little hesitant and didn't dare to agree hastily.

Because he is a child of a poor family, and the Fu family is a scholarly family, the door is wrong, the household is wrong, he is afraid that someone will gossip.

"Fu Tianchou, Fu Qingfeng!"

Looking at the letter, Zhang Heng muttered, "The change is big enough!"

Fu Tianchou is the loyal minister who opposed Pudu Cihang being framed in A Chinese Ghost Story 2, while Fu Qingfeng is the goddess of Ning Caichen.

The appearance of Zhang Heng changed Cui Hongjian's fate of becoming a fairy in the painting, allowing him to pass the Juren and Jinshi examinations, which produced a series of chain reactions.

For example, in A Chinese Ghost Story 2, Fu Qingfeng was unmarried in his 20s, and at the end, he and Ning Caichen lived together.

Now, she will be betrothed to Cui Hongjian, so Ning Caichen will have nothing to do with it.

"But that's fine too."

"Cui Hongjian is a handsome young man with integrity. Compared with Ning Caichen, he is more suitable for Fu Qingfeng."

"There is also Fu Tianchou, the upright Minister of the Ministry of War. With him, he can take care of Cui Shusheng in the court."

"As for the plot of A Chinese Ghost Story 2, calculating the time, it should be two or three years later."

"When the time comes, I'll remind Cui Shusheng to make preparations for him and Fu Tianchou."

Zhang Heng thought for a while, and immediately wrote: "Brother Hongjian, I have received your letter, Mr. Fu Tianqiu, Mr. Fu, is upright and well-known among the people. I like your talent and learning. Marrying my daughter to you, I think this is a good relationship, not to be missed."

"As for what you think, it's wrong to be in the wrong household, and it's arousing discussion."

"The clear will be clear, and the turbid will be turbid. I believe that with your talent and character, those people will have nothing to say."

"So this marriage, I think you should agree to it. Believe me, this is an excellent marriage."

Zhang Heng asked himself, he still has a lot of status in Cui Hongjian's heart.

At home, Cui Hongjian respected him as his elder brother, and Cui Hongjian would definitely consider his words seriously.

If there is no accident, this marriage should be completed.

The only thing that makes Zhang Heng a little suspicious is that Fu Qingfeng not only loves red makeup, but also loves arming, and he has good skills.

If the husband and wife were quarreling, Cui Hongjian could be hung on the wall by the collar, and it would be a long night, and he didn't know how he would survive.

"This letter, hurry up and send it to the capital."

Zhang Heng is not short of money.

Immediately threw out two silver ingots and asked the postman to deliver them quickly.

"Master, don't worry, our post station often travels north and south for official documents, and there will be urgent official documents for five hundred miles, just take your letter over there."

The postman accepted the money happily.

At the end, I still did not forget to warn Zhang Heng: "Master, you have to be more careful when you go out recently. The Nine-Tailed Demon King, whom you haven't seen in half a year, is now out to make trouble again. I heard that it has killed more than a dozen people."

"There is such a thing!"

Zhang Heng frowned.

In the past few months, he has been practicing swords all day long, and he is not in a hurry to go to the Nine-Tailed Demon King to try his sword.

Unexpectedly, she forgot the pain when her scar healed, now that her injury has healed, she began to come out and be active again.

"I've also heard from people that the Nine-tailed Demon King went down the mountain before and suffered a loss at the hands of an expert, and he had to heal his injury for several months before he healed."

"Right now, I'm busy catching blacksmiths, saying that I want to make weapons for the demon soldiers, and go down the mountain to find someone to seek revenge."

The postman traveled all over the world and was a well-informed person: "The nine-tailed demon king occupies the mountain and is king, and has thousands of demon soldiers under him. I really don't know who is so powerful. She is so afraid, and she has to forge weapons for his generals, so she dares to look for it. hatred."

Uh.
The Nine-Tailed Demon King seems to have learned to be smart.

Instead of coming by himself, he wants to gather all the soldiers and horses before going down the mountain. Is this to surround him and beat him up?

"Reward you."

Zhang Heng threw a piece of silver to the postman.

After returning, he began to make offerings to the dharma sword, bless the mantra, and pour the demon-killing mantra into the Taiping sword over and over again.

So three days.

Before the Nine-tailed Demon King could find him, Zhang Heng raised his sword and went up the mountain.

As the saying goes, the first strike is stronger, and the later strike suffers.

He wanted to see if the Nine-Tailed Demon King was no match for his Hundred-Step Flying Sword.

Daling Mountain! !

Daling Mountain is not a mountain, but a collective name for mountains stretching for hundreds of miles.

The Nine-Tailed Demon King occupies the mountain as king here, and he looks like a bandit bully.

In the past, caravans passing by down the mountain and nearby farmers had to hand in offerings to her.

If anyone doesn't follow, the monster soldiers will come down the mountain and eat you all over the house.

And on the mountain, besides the Nine-Tailed Demon King, there are seven generals of pigs, sheep, cows, dogs, corpses, ghosts, and mandrills.

Not to mention sheep.

The goat essence was already killed by Zhang Heng, and the fur was made into a coat.

Next, the other six generals also have their own abilities. In terms of power, although Grandma Shu of Lanruo Temple is stronger than her, her power is not comparable to it at all.

"Master Yao Wang said that he would take us down the mountain to seek revenge, and I don't know if our brothers can get someone to eat this time."

"Human, I've almost forgotten what it tastes like. I don't dare to think about eating meat. Just give me a sip of soup and I'll be satisfied."

On Daling Mountain, near the periphery.

There is a bridgehead of the Nine-Tailed Demon King.

A flag is planted on the fort, with four characters written on it: King Nine Tails.

Zhang Hengfei was in the sky, looking down.

If it weren't for the fact that the people patrolling the mountains were not people, but some strange monsters, the Nine-Tailed Demon King's stronghold would look like an ordinary bandit camp.

Even on the official level, it is not recognized that this is a demon village.

The sphere of influence of the Nine-Tails Demon King was determined by the government to be the Nine-Tails Bandit.

There are no demons, only a group of human beings occupying the mountains as kings.

Even the Nine-Tailed Fox King is not a fox, but a bandit leader who is two feet tall and ugly, but has a cunning personality.

Of course, referring to monsters as bandits, insisting that monsters cannibalize people, are bandits who want to make money and kill, but they are just a fig leaf used by the officials above to whitewash peace.

What's going on, the common people within hundreds of miles know, it's not because the Nine-Tailed Demon King is so powerful that the government dare not destroy it, so they are just dawdling like this.

"Brother Jackal, have you heard any strange wind noise?"

A wild dog spirit and a jackal spirit are standing guard on the sentry tower.

"I seem to have heard it."

The jackal raised his head subconsciously: "It came from above."

A look up.

into the eye.

A sword light came into view.

(End of this chapter)