After being choked to death by a copper coin, she became a demon Jin Ji in the other world

[It's okay if you mark her. I'll discuss with my past self through the Time Management Bureau and leave her to you. Don't worry, she's yours anyway. No one will compete with you for her. But are you sure you want her? You already have Huanyan.]

[Although there is no rule that there can only be one Yaojinji, but you just got Huanyan yesterday, and you want to take a new lover today... Hmm... In that regard, shouldn't you be more restrained? ]

Gan Yuelong asked the last question carefully.

Huanyan, who was standing aside, also squinted her eyes cooperatively, stared at Shen Yuelan, and made a ding~~~ ending sound.

Shen Yuelan turned around and said to Huanyan with a sly smile:

[Huanyan, did you see the pile of documents on the desk this morning? Now that your sister Yuelong and Wanchuan are still here, we can still push them to handle it. When they leave, those tasks will be ours.]

[I heard that the girls in the Song Dynasty were well-educated, proficient in sewing and cooking. They were good at both housework and helping us with some documents.]

[You have to think it over carefully. Do we want the two of us to do the work, or do we want the three of us to share the work? I will listen to you.]

Shen Huanyan was originally opposed to it. You already have me, and you still want someone new? What a joke. We must not let the philandering master succeed.

But after the call with Shen Yuelan, Shen Huanyan felt that having more laborers at home was not unacceptable. At least Shen Huanyan didn't really want to deal with the pile of documents. The situation was stronger than people, so she accepted it!

[Well, I agree that the master can find another one. ]

Shen Yuelan winked at Gan Yuelong with a smug look on her face. Gan Yuelong twitched his lips and said, "Okay, as long as you can do your job as a enchantress well."

Seeing that Huanyan was persuaded by Shen Yuelan, Gan Yuelong didn't say much. At least she agreed with Shen Yuelan's idea of finding another beauty to do the job, as long as it wasn't something that would make her feel uncomfortable.

Chapter 13 Zhao Da Wuhui

[Come to think of it, what were you two talking about just now? Did you figure out the identity of that guy? Who is he? What did he ask us to do? ]

Gan Yuelong asked curiously.

[His identity cannot be revealed. Since he has long been lost in the long river of history, there is no need for us to mention him again. All you need to know is that after his death, you should block certain people from seeing him and let them know that he had died in the Wansui Palace many years ago.]

Gan Yuelong seemed to be lost in thought when he heard this. He turned his head to glance at the old Taoist priest and muttered something like, "So that's how it is. What a wonderful candle shadow and axe sound."

Seeing that he understood, Shen Yuelan stood up and returned to the old Taoist to agree to the matter. Anyway, according to the historical context, the man would die in eighteen years, and the old Taoist looked very energetic, so he could live at least another ten years, so there was no rush.

Seeing that they agreed to this, the old Taoist priest became happy and stopped blocking the door. He happily welcomed the group in. The courtyard seemed like two different worlds compared to the outside. Everything in the courtyard was in good order. Although it was not very beautiful, it was indeed clean and looked like someone was running it.

Seeing this, Shen Yuelan looked at the Taoist priest with some suspicion, which made the Taoist priest blush. The old man yelled at Shen Yuelan with a red face:

[What are you looking at? I was a soldier in my old days, and I can clean up the yard myself. What's wrong with that?]

[Tsk] Shen Yuelan was full of disdain when she saw this. Looking at the old man's behavior, except for a while of pretending at the beginning, he never let down his airs after that. She didn't believe that such a person would be willing to humble himself and do farm work.

The old Taoist also looked arrogant when he saw this. If you don't believe me, I won't bother to explain to you. Humph. He turned around and explained to Gan Yuelong simply:

[Fairy, I have accomplished some great things in the past, but the past is gone with the wind, and everything has vanished into thin air. I am not someone who cannot recognize reality.]

[I can still do farm work myself, otherwise I wouldn’t be alive today and would have starved to death long ago.]

After the Taoist said this, he was like a deflated ball. He instantly changed from a spirited and talented hermit to an ordinary country bumpkin. Seeing this, everyone was silent for a while. This was the end of a hero.

The old Taoist said that it would be fine to just call him Lao Zhao. Monks don't have to follow so many rules as outsiders. He arranged rooms for the four of them. Originally, there were four rooms, but Shen Yuelan and Gan Yuelong only asked for two. Lao Zhao didn't say much when he saw this.

If it was just now, he would definitely mutter a few words and bicker with Shen Yuelan before he would give up. After walking out of the room, Shen Yuelan looked at the hunched back walking towards the kitchen and couldn't help shouting:

[Hey, Lao Zhao, you are lying in this shabby room, looking back on your life, have you ever regretted anything? ]

The hunched figure in the distance paused, looked up at the sky and remained silent for a long time before answering:

[In my life, I may have let down Emperor Shizong and Emperor Gong, but I have never regretted anything I have done.]

[Because, I believe that I have lived up to the people and the world in this life! Hahahaha, hahahaha.]

The setting sun inadvertently passed over the dilapidated courtyard wall and shone on the old man. When Lao Zhao said that he had no regrets, he was so happy and free and easy. Perhaps the hero is old, but the one who has no regrets in this life is a real man.

Looking at the figure walking away, Shen Yuelan was filled with emotion. Compared with Zhao Da, she and he had the same lifetime, but there was a world of difference between them. Zhao Da had no regrets, but it was too late for Yuelan.

Shen Yuelan shook her head in shame, looked in the direction where the old man disappeared and murmured:

[Really? Then you should stand up straight, just like you did just now.]

Gan Yuelong, who was inside the house, heard Shen Yuelan's murmurs, walked out slowly, touched her head, looked in the direction of the setting sun and said:

How do you feel? It's very interesting, right? People in our line of work meet all kinds of people at work, including old horses who are still ambitious, veterans who are still ambitious, martyrs who are determined to fight even if there are thousands of people against them, and scholars who have established their minds for the world, their lives for the people, and have inherited the lost knowledge of the saints and brought peace to the world for all eternity.

[But people like Mr. Zhao who have no regrets in their lives are rare. You are lucky to have met such a person on your first mission. They are heroes, our best teachers, and our role models.]

Shen Yuelan was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed with relief, nudged Gan Yuelong beside her with her elbow and said:

[Sister, please teach me how to do things someday. It’s not good to slack off. I want to do something for this world.]

[Yeah, okay, yeah? Hiss, why are you still calling me sister? Do you really miss mom? ]

Gan Yuelong, who got a satisfactory answer from Shen Yuelan, teased Shen Yuelan casually, then turned around and left happily humming a song. She still walked away skipping and jumping, with no intention of concealing her purpose at all. It was a complete conspiracy.

Shen Yuelan looked at the guy's back, feeling both angry and amused. She knew that today's events were inevitably arranged by this guy, but she could do nothing about it. The brilliance of those great men in history was so dazzling that even if she only met one of them, it would be enough to make the inexperienced Shen Yuelan sink into it.

The night in the Northern Song Dynasty was quiet and peaceful. There were no bright artificial lights and no gloomy and heavy haze clouds. The stars above the vast sky were so dazzling and the crescent moon was so gorgeous that Shen Yuelan was intoxicated.

For dinner, Lao Zhao cooked pork-filled steamed buns for everyone. Shen Yuelan, who hadn't eaten handmade steamed buns for a long time, stuffed seven or eight big steamed buns into her stomach in one go. If Lao Zhao's steamed buns hadn't been eaten up by everyone, she felt that she could have eaten two more.

Seeing that the steamed buns he made were so popular with everyone, Lao Zhao kept a smile on his face for a long time. Seeing that Shen Yuelan was still unsatisfied, he patted his chest and said that he would make it again tomorrow morning and asked Shen Yuelan to wait.

This meal quickly brought Lao Zhao closer to everyone else. Wanchuan and Huanyan had already started calling Lao Zhao grandpa. Lao Zhao felt so happy when he was called that. After the meal, he kept playing with the two children.

Shen Yuelan leaned on the porch, recalling the heartwarming scene just now, and sighed in her heart, no matter how heroic Zhao Da was, he was now an old man, and he also longed for someone's company. As for herself, she would not live to that age, and her two lives combined would only bring her to 27 years old.

Is there no chance to grow old anymore? My life is really full of regrets, Shen Yuelan scratched her head irritably.

[Oh, what's wrong? Is the little fairy also worried? 】

Old Zhao, who had just finished the game, sat down next to Shen Yuelan, panting and looking quite tired.

[You are so old, but you still play with two little kids for so long. I don’t know if your body can handle it. ]

Shen Yuelan's attitude remained strong. Although she did not answer Lao Zhao's question, her concern was evident in her words. Perhaps in just one afternoon, Shen Yuelan really regarded Zhao Da as her own grandfather.

Old Zhao naturally heard the concern in the expression and said happily that he was fine. He also chatted with Shen Yuelan about his own health-preserving experiences.

He said that the older people get, the more they need to maintain a certain amount of exercise. If they suddenly stop exercising one day, the person's body will develop various problems, and he will not be far from death.

Shen Yuelan once again used her talent for summarizing and summarized for Lao Zhao:

【Life lies in movement, right?】

【Ah, yes, yes.】

Chapter 14: Grandparents and Grandchildren

The next morning, Lao Zhao kept his promise and got up early to knead the dough. He put the dough in a warm place to ferment, then went to the nearby grass market and bought some fresh and high-quality mutton. He chopped it into fine stuffing and went to the yard to pick some scallions, ginger and garlic, chopped them and mixed them into the stuffing.

After the dough was fermented, they started to wrap them one by one. When the sun was high in the sky and everyone got up, Lao Zhao had already brought the white, tender and fragrant big steamed buns to the table.

When everyone saw the delicious steamed buns on the table, they all opened their eyes wide and their sleepiness disappeared. When Shen Yuelan took a bite, the fresh and fragrant juice instantly hit her taste buds. It was delicious, really delicious.

Seeing the three people happily swallowing the steamed buns, Gan Yuelong said to Lao Zhao with an apologetic look on his face:

[Thank you so much for all the trouble. I have to take care of these children.]

Old Zhao smiled, picked up a steamed bun and took a big bite, waved to Gan Yulong, and said:

[The fairy said, this meal tastes better when eaten together. I, an old Taoist priest, have seldom had such a good appetite in these years. It’s okay, it’s okay].

After saying that, he ate another steamed bun. Seeing that he was really happy, Gan Yuelong said no more. Shen Yuelan was also very happy to see that Lao Zhao was eating so happily, but she always felt that something was missing, something was missing in the whole picture.

Oh, yes, it was wine. Shen Yuelan recalled the scenes in “Water Margin” where the heroes of the green forest drank and ate meat with big gulps. She didn’t know whether Lao Zhao liked to drink or not.

Shen Yuelan remembered that she still had the linked liquor in her pocket that she had won in the lottery in the game before, so Shen Yuelan touched Huanyan and asked her to pretend to run into the house, take out the bottle of liquor that had been left in the corner and let Lao Zhao have a taste.

So, Gan Yuelong saw a scene that troubled her quite a bit. Shen Yuelan was holding a bottle of liquor with an alcohol content of over 60%, and wanted to recommend it to Lao Zhao for a try. Lao Zhao thought he had a good alcohol tolerance, so he asked Shen Yuelan to fill a big bowl for him.

Shen Yuelan mistakenly believed that the ancients could drink more than a dozen jars of wine, so they must have a good alcohol tolerance. So she did not object to Lao Zhao's request and poured him a full bowl.

Old Zhao saw that the wine bottle was made of glass and the wine in it was quite clear. He praised Shen Yuelan's wine as good wine and nectar, then took a big gulp. Before he could savor it carefully, the wine that first went into his throat irritated Old Zhao's throat. The wine in his mouth that had not been swallowed sprayed out instantly, and he began to cough frantically.

Old Zhao coughed and said something:

[Ahem, good wine, ahem, really good wine, really strong, ahem, nectar is just like this, I overestimated myself, it's a pity to waste that sweet drink. ]

Shen Yuelan was busy cleaning up the mess she had caused.

Gan Yuelong's mouth twitched as he looked at the tragic scene in front of him. He wanted to say something, but finally gave up. He sighed helplessly, and, thinking out of sight, out of mind, he took a few steamed buns from the steamer and went back to the house to eat them.

In the end, the remaining half bottle of liquor was treasured by Lao Zhao like a treasure. In exchange, Lao Zhao found a batch of fruit wine for Shen Yuelan, and Shen Yuelan also tasted the most commonly drunk yellow wine in the Song Dynasty.

When Shen Yuelan saw the contents of the wine jar for the first time, she thought that Lao Zhao was fooling her because the wine in the jar was too turbid. Finally, after asking Gan Yuelong, she realized that this was indeed the turbid wine that the ancients often drank.

As evidenced by the poem, the muddy wine in Du Fu's "Hardship, bitterness, and white hair, I have just stopped drinking muddy wine in my destitution" is the thing in front of Shen Yuelan.

The kind of wine that Lao Zhao took away was called sake in ancient times because of its clarity. Because the production process was quite complicated, it was very expensive. The "golden cup sake" in Li Bai's "golden cup sake worth ten thousand coins, jade plates delicacies worth ten thousand coins" refers to this kind of sake.

Shen Yuelan tasted the rice wine that tasted like fermented glutinous rice and stuck out her tongue in disdain. She was not used to it and felt that it was not as good as those fruit wines. But Shen Yuelan did not return it to Lao Zhao, after all, Lao Zhao gave it to her.

And I didn't realize it before, but Lao Zhao still likes to drink a lot, and he likes to drink good wine. But now it's too late to go back and get the wine, but the ancient winemaking method is not as complicated as the modern one, Shen Yuelan thinks she can give it a try.

So, in the following three years, Shen Yuelan did not learn anything else but she mastered the wine-making technique from scratch. Now the Taoist temple is filled with wine jars inside and outside, and she often pays Lao Zhao to help her collect all kinds of fine wines from the Song Dynasty.

For example, the wine in [Like pouring the rippling grape wine, like hugging the thick sable fur]; and the yellow tangerine wine in [Pairing to be intoxicated, the golden lotus beard is full. I am afraid that at this time every year, I will be urged to return to the forbidden area and serve the yellow tangerine banquet].

There are also pear wine, crabapple wine, green plum wine, bamboo leaf wine, lamb wine, osmanthus wine, Daigo wine, etc. Almost all the wines that can be found on the market have been collected by Lao Zhao and bought for Shen Yuelan.

Gan Yuelong often complained to Lao Zhao that he doted on Shen Yuelan too much. Lao Zhao would often smile and say nothing when he heard this. Finally, the two of them secretly dug out the yellow orange wine that Shen Yuelan had buried for three years. When they drank it together, he expressed his thoughts with a sense of loss.

[Over the years, I have come to understand what is going on with you guys. Among you, your eyes are the most profound. Looking into your eyes is like looking into the abyss. You are probably not young.]

[Those two little ones look like children, but they are actually shikigami-like beings, not human beings.]

[Ming Lan is the only normal person among you. I am right, am I not?]

Gan Yuelong was silent for a long time, and said with a hint of self-mockery:

[As expected of an emperor, you can see through people like seeing through fire, and you hit the nail on the head. Although I told you that I am old and a little unhappy, you are right, it is true. 】

Upon hearing this, Old Zhao burst into laughter and quickly stood up to apologize to Gan Yuelong, which made Gan Yuelong laugh and cry. After a while of chaos, Old Zhao continued:

[That's why Minglan often treats me as her grandfather when she's with me. Although I, Zhao Da, don't have much ability, since Minglan really treats me as her grandfather, I must naturally fulfill my duty as a grandfather and love her a hundred times more.]

[I have lost too much in my life, whether it's my brothers, my wife, or my children. All of these are past events that cannot be retrieved. It's rare that I meet a child who doesn't have bad intentions, so I want to take good care of him.]

[This is just my selfish motive, I hope it won't ruin the fairy's plan, hahaha.]

Gan Yuelong rolled her eyes when she heard that and cursed in her heart, complaining that he was a slippery old man, but in front of Lao Zhao, she could only raise her glass and drink and say it didn't matter, because it really didn't hinder anything.

[Minglan is a good child. I am just an ordinary person. I will not be able to accompany her for a few more years.]

[I can see that she trusts you very much and regards you as her mentor. Once a teacher, always a father, Fairy.]

After Lao Zhao finished these two sentences, he stopped talking and just started drinking. But Gan Yuelong understood what he meant. He was defending Yuelan. He felt that he had not really accepted Yuelan. He was afraid that he would treat Yuelan badly after he left.

Gan Yuelong was both angry and amused. She stole a glance at a piece of clothing hidden in the corner, curled her lips, and finally gave up on confessing. After drinking the yellow orange wine in the glass, she filled another glass for herself to drown her sorrows.

Although she was a little unhappy about being used as a target, she had to admit that Yue Lan was lucky. It was a great happiness for her to meet a man who was so kind to her from the bottom of his heart in the Song Dynasty a thousand years apart.

But Gan Yuelong did not admit Lao Zhao's accusations against her. Gan Yuelong herself was training Yue Lan as her successor, so how could she possibly treat her badly?

It's just that I am really too old, so old that I can no longer accommodate certain emotions, so I seem a little heartless. But if I were really heartless, how could I stay in the other world and cultivate for ten thousand years?

In this world, who can understand my own feelings?

Chapter 15: First Meeting with Tianxi

As the saying goes, "You may try but flowers may not bloom, but you may plant willows by accident and they may grow into shade." Shen Yuelan spent three years in the Taoist temple and never met Liu E and his wife who came to Beijing to make a living. Instead, he improved his wine-making skills quite well. It would be an exaggeration to call himself a master.

But if you take it out to sell, you should be able to make money. Of course, this is a joke. The Song Dynasty implemented the "Liquor Monopoly System". You can brew some secretly and drink it. If you dare to sell it out, you will be thrown into prison and beheaded in minutes.

Gan Yuelong felt that they would not be able to find the [rabbit], perhaps Liu E had already entered the capital, so she planned to pretend to be a medical practitioner and stroll into the city to see if she could find any trace of Liu E. Shen Yuelan would stay in the temple and continue to wait for Liu E's arrival.

After all, if one wants to find the trace of the Tianxi money demon, one can never avoid Liu E. Old Zhao didn't care about what they were going to do. He didn't have many years left to live anyway, and the fire would not burn him.

Ever since Shen Yuelan started brewing wine, Lao Zhao has developed a habit of drinking a little every day. Seeing that Lao Zhao likes the wine she brews and being afraid that he will harm his body by drinking it, Shen Yuelan specially developed a kind of medicinal wine with Gan Yuelong, named Duiyueyin, for Lao Zhao to use.

Old Zhao naturally had no objection. After all, he never drank for the sake of the wine itself. The saying "the drunkard's interest lies not in the wine" probably refers to people like Old Zhao.

It was another spring day, and Fairy Xuanlong, as usual, took Mingchuan and walked to Tokyo City to provide alms and provide medical treatment to the poor in the city.

When Lao Zhao heard that a familiar restaurant had imported a batch of lychee wine from the south, he went with Xuanlong to see the quality of the wine.

Only Shen Yuelan and her little follower stayed in the temple to paint, yes, paint. Ever since that day when Gan Yuelong was beaten by Lao Zhao, she went back to her room and became angrier and angrier, thinking that she had to do something to let down the old man's efforts.

So, the next day, Shen Yuelan sadly found that she had an additional task. She had to practice writing a set of calligraphy and draw a picture every day, and she was not allowed to eat lunch until she finished practicing.

That day, Shen Yuelan also heard the two old men's witty remarks, which were all for her own good, so Shen Yuelan could only accept it and did not dare to say anything more. Therefore, in addition to the faint aroma of wine, there was also a hint of ink in the small Taoist temple.

Sometimes, when Gan Yuelong or Lao Zhao saw Shen Yuelan painting, they would feel itchy and occasionally write a few strokes on the painting. If Shen Yuelan didn't want to keep Gan Yuelong's calligraphy or paintings, she would usually throw them away.