Liao Zhai Great Kind People

Chapter 248

"Golden wind and jade dew starlings ring, fiery trees, silver flowers and candle shadows shake.

The happiest year is the arrival of the God of Wealth, and the dream of winning is now. "

Amidst the aura of jewels and jewels, a voice sounded, and the gorgeously dressed God of Wealth laughed and appeared: "Uri Xingjun, why do you have time to find me today..."

Before he finished speaking, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

He recognizes Uri Xingjun's primordial spirit, but isn't his physical body a big rooster? Why did he suddenly become a dog?

And the scholar next to him with blinding eyes isn't the demon Zhang Xiu! !

Seeing the God of Wealth coming down to earth, Zhang Xiu took a step forward and held his hand excitedly: "God of Wealth, we meet again. Last time you left in a hurry, I didn't even have time to get a taste of your wealth."

"This time we must get close!"

The God of Wealth's eyelids twitched twice, glaring at the cunning Pleiades Star Officer, and said angrily, "Why are you looking for me, I'm busy with business, so I can't stay for a while."

Zhang Xiu recounted the matter of Qian Yu, and said: "The God of Wealth is in charge of the world's money. This time I asked you for help mainly to find out where the copper coins came from and where the person holding the copper coins is now."

"So that's it, let me figure it out."

The God of Wealth heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and thought that it would be fine as long as it wasn't Zhang Xiu who wanted to blackmail his magic weapon. Then he stretched out his finger and counted the money. After a while, he stopped counting and his expression became weird.

Looking at Zhang Xiu, he said in a strange tone: "You really don't know where he got those copper coins?"

Zhang Xiu was puzzled for a while: "I should know? Is that copper coin still mine?"

The God of Wealth smiled strangely: "The money really belongs to you, don't you even know how much money you have?"

Zhang Xiu was stunned, and his expression immediately became fierce: "Dare to steal my money, God of Wealth, do you know who that person is?"

The God of Wealth smiled and said, "The money was stolen from your Bincheng Shantang by a fox demon named Hu Yangzhen, and now he is in Bincheng."

Zhang Xiu's body rose with a murderous look, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's easy to know the name, Maori Xingjun, call Nezha, Jigong, and Wuyue Great Emperor, and then let Yan Chixia order a hundred thousand Yin soldiers, let's... ..."

Uori Xingjun answered, "Are you going to crusade against the Heavenly Court?"

Zhang Xiu was choked for a moment, calmed down in an instant, and said in a bad mood: "The crusade against Tianting is a fart, that is my father-in-law's territory. Forget it, a mere thief is not worth using so many soldiers and horses. It's me and Ao Xue Let them go."

Uori Xingjun nodded, and said: "Go to Bincheng, you'd better disguise yourself, so as not to scare the fox away."

Zhang Xiu responded, "Yes, I know."

Three days later, Bincheng, Wangjiang Tower.

Zhang Xiu was dressed in snowy clothes, with a feather fan and a scarf, and dressed up as a romantic and talented man. Standing on the Wangjiang Tower, looking at the rushing Yellow River, he couldn't help but feel very poetic.

"Don't you see that the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and flows into the sea of ​​purple and red..."

Ao Xue was stunned listening to it: "Zhang Xiu, why is this poem different from what you taught me last time?"

Zhang Xiu glanced at her and said calmly: "This is eclectic. Next time I will teach you differently. We poets are so free and easy!"

"@#￥%￥#@..."

Ao Xue was so angry that the veins on her forehead tensed.

You are so free and easy, but if I make a mistake, I will be fined to copy it ten times! !
In the past three days, Zhang Xiu had found out the details of Hu Yangzhen.

Hu Yang is really a wild fox, and he is not from the same family as Old Master Xin and the other inherited fox demons. He is not very skilled, and loves arty.

Bincheng is located on the south bank of the Bohai Bay. There are two counties of Wudi and Zhanhua along the coast. The coast is alluvially formed by the Yellow River.

Therefore, Hu Yangzhen chose Bincheng to settle down, in order to make friends with learned people.

Zhang Xiu's current identity is Yan Feng, a Jiangnan talent.

This fictitious "Yan Feng" was popular among scholars in the south of the Yangtze River with his poems, and all the scholars who have heard his poems praised him.

It's a pity that his luck was bad, he failed the exam, and now he is only a scholar. In order to relieve his depression, he traveled around and happened to come to Bincheng this time.

Zhang Xiu came to wait upstairs for three consecutive days, but he never waited for Hu Yangzhen. He just talked about poetry and aspirations with other scholars, and he gained a lot of fame.

When Zhang Xiu was standing by the window, reciting poems to maintain his personality, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Young Master Yan, would you like to have a drink?"

Zhang Xiu turned her face and saw an old man with a gray beard that she had never seen before, dressed as a Confucian scholar, and invited herself to his table.

Zhang Xiu asked with a puzzled face, "Your Excellency?"

The little old man stroked his beard and smiled: "I'm Hu Yangzhen, I heard that Mr. Yan came to Bincheng, and he came here because of his reputation. When I saw you today, Mr. Yan is really talented and has a lot of treasures in his chest!"

Zhang Xiu smiled and waved her hands: "Brother Hu is over the award, I'm just a depressed and poor scholar, I don't deserve such praise from Brother Hu."

As she spoke, Zhang Xiu showed an expression of underappreciated talent, and came to the table with a sigh, picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Really, Hu Yang, I'm sure of you today, even if the Buddha comes, he won't be able to keep you!
Hu Yangzhen suddenly felt a chill in his neck, looked left and right, and found no danger, so he was relieved and said, "Why is Mr. Yan sighing?"

Zhang Xiu shook her head and said, "Oh, a penny is hard for a hero. I have spent so much of my travels, and if I can't borrow any more money, I'm afraid I will have to beg along the street with my little sister."

Ao Xue squeezed her eyes hard, but she couldn't hold back tears no matter what, she said pitifully, "Brother, I don't want to beg, I want to eat meat!"

Hu Yangzhen chuckled and said, "Why worry about such trivial matters. Although Hu is not talented, his family has a small fortune. Brother Yan can use it to help."

Zhang Xiu looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "You and I are neither related nor related, and this is the first time we met, why did you help me?"

Hu Yangzhen smiled and said: "Brother Yan, if you have the heart, you can give me a poem, and it will be used as a fulfillment of the fate between you and me!"

Zhang Xiu looked at Hu Yangzhen for a moment, then shook his head and said, "A poem is too light. Here I have an ancestral fox fur, which is worth thousands of gold. I can give it to Brother Hu as a gift for traveling home!"

The smile on Hu Yangzhen's face froze immediately: "There's no need for Fox Fur, I also have..."

Zhang Xiudao: "In that case, I will ask Brother Hu to take off my ancestral fox fur from your body!"

Hu Yangzhen was taken aback for a moment: "Brother Yan, what do you really mean? How could you wear the fur clothes inherited from your ancestors on me?"

Zhang Xiu sneered, and took out a butcher's knife: "If I don't take off your skin and make it into a fur coat, how can I pass it on to future generations!"

Hu Yangzhen: "!!!"

It turned out to be such an ancestor? ? ! !
(End of this chapter)