After the divorce, I became a mountain god

Seeing his young master open the door, the coachman named Zhang first bent down and cupped his hands towards his young master, and then pointed outside with a kind smile.

"Back to the young master, Shanyang City is having a temple fair today. It's not far from the street in front. You can still see some scenery there outside the window, so it sounds lively outside inside the house. Very.”

Hearing this, the young master suddenly raised his eyebrows. It seemed that a lot of sleepiness in his body had disappeared, and he asked with some confusion: "Temple fair! What kind of temple fair! It can't be the temple fair of the Mountain Temple!"

The coachman Lao Zhang waved his hand and said: "Young master is joking. The jurisdiction of the mountain god has always been in the mountains, and the mountain temples are also in the mountains! How can there be a mountain temple in the city? I asked about it on the road. "Yes, there is a Chenghuang Temple in Shanyang City, which is very effective. They are holding a temple fair for the City God."

"City God's Temple! It's efficacious! Just wait for me, I'm going to have a look too!"

After that, the young master turned around and walked quickly into the house without closing the door.

Only then did Lao Zhang step over the threshold, gently close the door, and stand in the room with a smile, but did not move forward, but stood aside the door and waited.

As the coachman Lao Zhang entered, Xu Boan followed him and observed the scene inside the house.

The first time he saw the furnishings of this room, the word "luxury" came to Xu Bo'an's mind!
This room is indeed very luxurious. At first glance, it shows ancient charm and elegance. As soon as Xu Boan's eyes entered it, he felt an air of elegance rushing towards him.

The interior decoration is simple and luxurious, with exquisite screens, carved beds, and bronze mirrors inlaid with gems, all of which reflect its high price.

There were also things similar to famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls. Xu Boan just glanced at them briefly, and it made him feel like he was in an elegant gathering of literati.

The bed is covered with soft and delicate silk bedding, which is smooth to the touch and makes people want to lie down and enjoy it.

The window lattice is carved with complicated patterns, and through the gauze-like curtains, you can see the looming scenery outside the window, adding a bit of hazy beauty.

What surprised Xu Boan even more was that this room actually had an ensuite.

In addition to two rooms with simple furnishings like tables, chairs, beds and a nanny's room, there is also an independent study room or living room.

The study room is neatly placed with bookshelves and desks, and is equipped with pens, inks, paper and inkstones, suitable for guests who want to stay here to write. A large wooden table not far away is equipped with exquisite cups and snacks.

The entire suite was full of the charm of ancient culture and luxury, but the simple dress of the groom was somewhat out of tune with the room.

The groom stood outside the luxurious carved railing door, standing so quietly and calmly.

Then, I saw the young master on the luxurious bed put on his clothes in a few moments, and walked out quickly while lowering his head and tying his belt.

"Old Zhang, let's go! Let's watch the excitement."

Lao Zhang said softly and calmly: "Master, don't worry. At this moment, I heard from people in the city that the temple fair will take a whole day. Your herbs are almost ready. Let's drink the medicine before going." It’s not too late.”

The young master said with some displeasure: "What did you say? Lao Zhang! You are really becoming more and more disobedient. Are you the master or me? Who of us listens to whom?"

Lao Zhang still had a smile on his face, without any fear or anger, and said with a smile: "The young master is the master of the old slave! Naturally, the old slave listens to the young master."

The young master raised his hand angrily and pointed at Lao Zhang, saying: "Then why don't you get out of the way quickly? I am in a hurry to go out to the temple fair!"

However, the coachman, Lao Zhang, refused to give in. He raised his hand inward to signal the young master to go back, and said persuadingly: "Master, you are sick, so you'd better take medicine first."

"You..." The young master pointed at Lao Zhang's hand and nodded, "Why are you so confused? Why don't you understand? The reason why I went to the temple fair impatiently was because you told me that here The City God is efficacious,
I was wondering if we could go and pray to the City God to see if he recognized the mountain god of the Yushan Mountains! Help us find someone! If it really doesn't work, can we ask him to help me and help my dad look at what's wrong with him and see what can be done. "

The coachman Lao Zhang said seriously: "Master, I know your thoughts, but along the way, we worship mountains when we encounter them, kowtow at temples, go to temples to offer incense, and visit temples to ask for fortune-telling. Sometimes people say which The local temple was efficacious, and we all knelt down and entered the door devoutly.
But in these days, we have no news about Grandpa Mountain God! On the contrary, it is because you have been eating and sleeping in the open air and kneeling in obeisance along the way. You have been sick several times. It is not easy for you to come to the city for a short stay. Young Master, you must rest well before talking about anything else. "

The young master pointed at Lao Zhang angrily and said: "You... you old man, you are so stubborn. If you hadn't been with me at my house for so long, I would have asked my father to kick you out no matter what. ”

The coachman Lao Zhang looked at the helpless look of the young master with a smile, smiled, and said slyly: "Hey, thank you for your love, young master. I am lucky to meet such a good master like you!"

The young master stopped talking to Lao Zhang and strode towards the window on the side. Then he lifted the window, stood on tiptoes and leaned out to look out. Only then did he see the front through the gap in the house in front. It was a grand scene of pedestrians jostling shoulder to shoulder on that street.

Lao Zhang, the coachman standing behind, saw the young master's movements at first. His rickety back seemed to straighten up three points in an instant, and his whole temperament seemed to have taken a new leap in an instant. Xu Bo'an seemed to have seen what happened that day. In the valley, Lao Zhang waved his riding crop with one hand, frightening away dozens of wolves.

What a master who hides everything!
The momentum was different for a moment. When Lao Zhang saw that his young master was not planning to jump off the building, he regained his lazy momentum.

If Xu Bo'an hadn't been observing carefully, he would have almost thought that he had made a mistake.

The young master only glanced outside twice, then eagerly waved to Lao Zhang behind him and said, "Lao Zhang, come and see, there are quite a lot of people over there."

Lao Zhang seems to know the young master's character. He was yelling at him just now, but now he seems to have reconciled and is no longer angry.

Lao Zhang immediately walked over and echoed his young master's words: "Yes, it is said that half of the tens of thousands of people in Shanyang City are here. I heard that the square over there is even more prosperous, and there are even storytellers. The gentleman is telling the story of the City God here."

The young master asked with great interest: "Oh? What are your deeds? Can you tell me about them?"

Lao Zhang shook his head and said seriously: "I don't know, I just bought medicine and didn't tell anyone in detail."

The young master curled his lips and complained as he was used to it: "You can't expect anything. I really don't know what dad thinks, but he insists on letting you come out with me. Go, go, go down and ask for a bowl of porridge for me. I’ll fill my stomach first. I’ve lost my appetite for the past two days and I’m still feeling hungry.”

"Okay, young master, I'll go right away." Lao Zhang backed up and moved outside, slowly opened the door, and then left.

As soon as I walked out, I saw a waiter walking over with a porcelain bowl with a tea lid on a tray.

Seeing the coachman Lao Zhang, he hurriedly greeted him: "Hello, guest, your herbs are ready. Do you think it's me or you who will deliver them?"

The waiter also knew that this man was a servant of the master's family, so he asked about it after meeting him.

Lao Zhang gently opened the lid, raised his hand to slightly fan the steaming lid, moved his nose slightly twice, smelled the smell of the medicine, then put the lid back with confidence, and stretched out his hand to take it. He held the tray and said, "Just leave it to me. You go and ask for a bowl of porridge, and a plate of sour juice." The waiter handed the tray to Lao Zhang and said, "Okay, sir, I'll Just do it." Then he turned and left.

Lao Zhang was not in a hurry to go in. After seeing the waiter leave, he held the tray with one hand, opened the lid of the porcelain bowl with the other hand, and then gently covered the bowl with his palm.

For a moment, Xu Bo'an felt that the area around Lao Zhang's hand suddenly became very cold.

Just when Xu Bo'an thought it was his illusion, he saw the eyeballs in Lao Zhang's eyes moving around slightly, as if he was observing the surrounding situation.

Suddenly, a figure turned from the stairway to the side. In just a moment, Lao Zhang took his hand away and gently covered the porcelain bowl with the lid again as if nothing happened.

At that moment, Xu Boan saw the difference in the soup and medicine in the porcelain bowl.

Xu Bo'an remembered clearly that the decoction in the porcelain bowl just now was a hot decoction that had just been fried and was still steaming richly.

And after Lao Zhang covered it with his hand like a lid for a while, there was almost no steaming white mist-like water vapor on the bowl of freshly fried hot soup.

Xu Boan instantly understood that this was a decoction to cool down the temperature!
Then I was surprised.

I don't know what skill this Lao Zhang used to cool down the bowl of hot soup to normal temperature in an instant!

Since coming to the bonsai world, this is the first time that Xu Bo'an has seen this kind of magical ability.

Even if we saw the fighting between the soldiers in Shanyang City before, it was within the normal range of you chasing each other, you hacking and slashing, no matter how powerful it was, it was only those warriors and fierce men who could compare with one to ten.

This was the first time that Xu Boan saw an expert with extraordinary skills!

After a while, the waiter came up again, holding a bowl of porridge and a small plate of orange juice on the tray.

Xu Boan could tell at a glance that it was sour juice squeezed from the mountains.

Xu Bo'an saw it when he was in Kaoshan Village. It's a special hangover medicine.

"Sir, the porridge you asked for is here!" the waiter greeted.

Lao Zhang nodded, slightly lowered the tray with the soup in his hand, and said, "Okay, just put it up together for me."

"Okay!" As the waiter spoke, he quickly put the porridge and sour juice on the tray in Lao Zhang's hand, turned around and left.

Lao Zhang then gently pushed the door open with his elbow, walked in slowly and said, "Master, this soup is here. You should drink it while it's hot."

This time, the young master did not argue with Lao Zhang anymore. Instead, he directly took the medicine, stirred it twice with a spoon, then pinched his nose and directly picked up the bowl and drank it.

Then he stuck out his tongue and put the bowl back, and said with some disgust: "Why is this medicine getting more and more bitter, and it also has a spicy taste. It makes my stomach hurt after drinking it."

Lao Zhang smiled and said: "I think the young master is about to recover, so he is a little averse to this medicine. That was when we first came to Shanyang County, and when the young master fell ill, the first bowl of this medicine was taken. At that time, the young master said that this medicine is very comfortable and makes your stomach feel very comfortable. "

While Lao Zhang was talking, the young master had already picked up the bowl of porridge, drank half of the bowl with a spoon, then poured the small plate of sour juice into his mouth, rinsed it out, and spit it into the bowl.

"Ah! This sour juice is not pure. The effect of rinsing your mouth is terrible. What an unscrupulous businessman!" After the young master complained, Xu Bo'an realized that this rich man actually used sour juice to rinse his mouth, presumably to replace the effect of brushing his teeth. ? Simple mouthwash?

The old man asked thoughtfully: "Will I ask him for more?"

The young master picked up the tea cup and poured some water. He rinsed his mouth again and spit it out. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, no need to bother. It's enough to stay for two days. This place is not better than Fucheng. Come on, let's go see it first." Temple fair."

Lao Zhang smiled, bent down and raised his hand to make an invitation gesture, and said: "Master, please."

The young master then stepped out and walked out.

Soon, the master and servant arrived at the Chenghuang Temple Square.

After a while, he stood in front of the City God.

Then the young master asked a little dumbfounded: "Where is the temple? There is only one statue in this place."

The coachman Lao Zhang was also a little confused. He raised his hand to stop a young man who had finished offering incense and asked politely: "May I ask this little brother, is this a temple fair at the Chenghuang Temple in Shanyang City?"

The young man nodded and said, "Yes, yes, it is the temple fair of the City God."

Lao Zhang asked in confusion: "But...where is this temple?"

The young man smiled and said: "Oh, you are talking about this temple. There was originally a temple in this place, but later the county magistrate said that he listened to the order of the City God and ordered the temple to be demolished. This way we can bring people closer. The distance between the City God and the people."

Lao Zhang looked suddenly enlightened and said, "That's it. Thank you so much, little brother."

The young man returned his hand and said, "No thank you, no thank you. You are from out of town. It would be better if you stayed here longer. The City God here often appears. Oh, no! He should be called the Mountain God." yes."

After hearing the young man's last words, Lao Zhang and the young master's expressions changed at the same time.

The young master couldn't wait to interrupt and asked: "What? Mountain God, isn't this the temple fair of the City God Temple? What does it have to do with the Mountain God?"

The coachman, Lao Zhang, also had a rare expression of seriousness. His eyes were focused, staring closely at the young man's lips, as if he wanted to know the answer to the question immediately. (End of chapter)