The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

The arrival of the concubine also relieved Abao.

Hu Gentang also took the opportunity to cover up his embarrassment, his voice was majestic and low: "What's wrong with Li'er?"

Zhao Chuanxin has a unique discernment and has always been able to see through the drama.

Everything else this concubine said was false. She must have deliberately ruined the atmosphere.

The concubine wiped away the non-existent tears: "Master, Li'er has been possessed by evil spirits again. Should we find a mage to show him? Is there something unclean that's causing trouble..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present couldn't help but look weird.

"..." Hu Gentang couldn't help but glance at Zhao Chuanxin, who was talking glibly.

Isn’t this a monk?

At this time, it was customary in China to call various religious people "Masters", with monks being the most common.

Zhao Chuanxin took a sip of tea and drank it. He raised his head and was surprised: "Huh? Possessed by evil spirits? I'm good at this. Quickly smash that grandson... Oh no, bring the young master quickly and let the poor monk have a look."

It was the concubine's turn to be dumbfounded. She said, "Master, look at this..."

Hu Gengtang frowned slightly, looked at A Bao and then at Zhao Chuanxin, and waved his hand: "Let's go over and have a look. If not, I'll ask the gentleman to come and take a look at Feng Shui tomorrow..."

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the drumsticks from the plate of three cups of chicken, stood up and said, "Let's go, the poor monk is best at salvation."

"..."

Benjamin Goldberg stuffed two pieces of pink fish in the steamer, Zhao Yixian drank the wine in the wine cup, and they all got up.

Although Zhao Chuanxin is also good at cooking, he mostly specializes in Northern cuisine. The table full of Gan cuisine has a unique flavor, and they haven't finished eating it yet.

The group came to the house of Hu Li, the concubine of Hu Geng Hall.

Hu Liyue looks like a teenager, fair and clean, with a shaved forehead and a green frame. He wears round tortoiseshell glasses and looks like a junior high school student. He was sitting on the Taishi chair, staring at a potted bamboo plant in a daze.

After the concubine entered the house, she went over and hugged Hu Li: "Li'er, don't scare mother."

Hu Li looked up at her and then at the crowd. He looked a little sad and continued to stare at the bamboo.

Zhao Chuanxin gnawed the chicken legs clean and threw the bones on the ground without even looking at the rice.

It never eats the bones left by others.

Zhao Chuanxin asked nonchalantly: "What's wrong? Come and take a look."

The concubine didn't quite believe that this fair-weather monk had any moral character, but she still said: "In my family, Li'er, he always talks to the bamboo."

Nodding, Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward, rubbed the oil stains on Hu Li's clean robe, and asked him condescendingly: "Boy, are you talking to the bamboo?"

Hu Li looked at him but said nothing.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at his concubine: "Get out of the way, don't get in the way. It's true that a loving mother has many failures."

Concubine: "You..."

"What's wrong with you and me? Get out of the way."

Zhao Chuanxin pulled her aside.

Hu Li raised his head, finally showing a hint of timidity on his face.

The monk had a beard, and even though he was facing Zhou Zheng, his eyes looked a little intimidating.

Zhao Chuanxin's face was straight: "What do you want me to ask you? Are you talking to bamboo?"

Hu Li saw that Hu Gentang didn't express anything and no one was supporting him, so he could only nod his head in fear.

Zhao Chuanxin asked again: "Then does this bamboo answer you?"

As soon as these words came out, Hu Gentang frowned, and the concubine was unhappy: "Master, look, what are you talking about?"

Abao dug his toes into the ground, wanting to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

Hu Li shook his head: "No."

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and grinned at everyone: "It's not a big problem to talk to Zhuzi. But if he hears Zhuzi's answer, he will have to go to a mental hospital."

Benjamin Goldberg raised his hand: "I have a say in this. Master is right."

His parents were going to send him to a mental hospital.

Hu Gentang said in a deep voice: "Then, is the child possessed by evil spirits?"

"I've been hit by a few evil spirits. I just got used to it because I was idle. Let's see the poor monk cure him." After saying that, Zhao Chuanxin turned to Hu Li and said: "Hurry up and put on some thick clothes and take you to the Shenyou Temple." Void!"

Hu Li looked at his parents again. Hu Gentang didn't know why and didn't express his opinion.

My concubine and her husband are confused.

Hu Li was dawdling, and Zhao Chuanxin grabbed his collar and said, "You little brat, you don't have any manliness at all. You are so happy and neat."

Hu Gentang pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "You..."

If you call your son a little bastard, doesn't that mean you're calling him an old bastard?

When the concubine saw Zhao Chuanxin carrying his son like a chicken, she immediately cried and wiped away her tears: "Oh, put down my son quickly..."

As he said that, he was about to pounce on Zhao Chuanxin and scratch him.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his sleeves and saw how she came over and how she fell back.

Hu Gentang's eyes widened, he never expected that Zhao Chuanxin would be so rude.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Chuanxin strode out with Hu Li in his arms: "Everyone, get out of the way and wait for me for a moment. The poor monk will go and come back."

As soon as he went out, he turned around and kicked the door shut.

How can Hu Gentang trust him to take his child away like this?

He hurriedly chased out with his concubine, but when he opened the door, Zhao Chuanxin and Hu Li were nowhere to be seen. Only the northeast wind was blowing all over the yard, chilling the bones.

Hu Gentang was furious: "Say, where did that monk take my son?"

The concubine just sat on the ground and said: "If my son has any shortcomings, it will not be easy for any of you..."

Benjamin Goldberg imitated Zhao Chuanxin and put his hands on his sleeves: "Don't worry, my master won't do anything to him. My little junior sister also had mental illness at the beginning, and it was cured by my master."

As for himself, he would never admit that he was sick.

…

The cold wind roared in Hu Li's ears, and his cheek stung as if he had been pricked by a needle.

He screamed in fright.

In less than a minute, he was carried by Zhao Chuanxin's arm from Biyunli to the edge of the Yangtze River.

This distance is only 1.5 kilometers. For Miao Miao Traveler, isn't it only half a minute?

Zhao Chuanxin did not stop and jumped directly into the Yangtze River.

Looking at the bright lights on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, Hu Li was going crazy.

He wanted to shout for help, but when he opened his mouth, cold wind blew into his mouth.

Even after shouting, as soon as the pedestrians turned their heads, they had already disappeared.

How did Hu Li suffer this crime?

"Let me go quickly..."

Zhao Chuanxin's voice came: "Boy, do you want me to throw you into the Yangtze River to feed the bastard?"

Hu Li lowered his head, looked at the dark water passing by quickly, and shuddered.

I don’t dare to struggle anymore.

He didn't dare to face forward because it was too cold, so he could only look behind him.

On the water, Zhao Chuanxin can run at full speed. The speed is getting faster and faster, and there is a sharp turn ahead. The Misty Traveler tilts to the right, and the wheels hit the water and drift, causing large splashes of water.

Just when Hu Lifrog couldn't stand it anymore, Zhao Chuanxin finally stopped.

After he landed, he put Hu Li down.

Hu Li looked around and saw that this was a very strange place.

He asked in fear: "Where is this?"

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed a pedestrian carrying a load and asked, "Man, where is this place?"

Late at night, a monk suddenly appeared, startling the man, and stammered: "This is Weijia Village."

Hu Li was shocked: "Weijia Village? This has already left Hankou?"

He has ridden in carriages, trains, and ships.

But he had never traveled so fast or so fast.

Zhao Chuanxin hugged his arms and said, "Little brat, tell me now, what are you muttering about the bamboo?"

Hu Li was really frightened and very cold.

If I had known better, I should have listened to Zhao's instructions and put on more clothes.

There are no parents here either. Heaven and earth are not responding to each other, and the earth is not working. He does not dare to make any mistakes, so he can only say obediently: "Everything has a spirit. I, I am in Gezhu..."

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked: "Good boy, you still want to be a fucking saint, right?"

"I, I..." Hu Li's face turned red when Zhao Chuanxian said: "I am not as good as Wang Shouren, but I also want to learn the truth from it and get rid of the troubles in life..."

"You haven't even grown all your fucking hair. What's the trouble?" Zhao Chuanxin couldn't laugh or cry: "Originally, I thought you were stupid and thought you were a bit naughty. I'll take you out now. Only then did I realize that you are really not smart."

"Huh?" Hu Li was confused.

Just tell me I'm stupid!

Hu Li glanced at Zhao Chuanxin in fear: "Mage, you, what kind of spell did you just do? How fast can you go?"

"soon."

"How long does it take to get from here to Jiujiang?"

"Horse riding? It will take a long time to ride."

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin asked him: "What are you going to Jiujiang for?"

"I, I..." Hu Li hesitated: "I won't do anything."

This kid has a problem with his head and needs treatment.

Zhao Chuanxin threatened him: "A man is a real man. If you don't say anything to your mother-in-law or mother-in-law, I will be thrown into the river."

If a threat is not carried out the first time, it will become untrustworthy the second time.

So Hu Li remained silent.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered and held up the back of his shirt: "Let's go!"

"Plop..."

Hu Li felt cold all over his body, and I felt like he was really thrown in.

It's over, it's over... Hu Li doesn't know how to swim, so he flopped under the water twice and then sank.

At this time, a hand dragged him up.

His desire to survive exploded, and he wanted to wrap himself around the life-saving straw.

This is why people who go into the water to rescue people often die together with those who fall into the water.

But who is Zhao Chuanxian?

He pinched Hu Li's waist and eyes hard, waited for him to let go in pain, then dragged him out of the water and shouted: "Hold your breath."

Hu Li didn't dare not listen. As soon as he finished taking a breath and holding it in, Zhao Chuanxin dragged him into the river again. The two of them swam underwater in the Yangtze River. The speed was so fast that Hu Li felt a small fish hit his cheek...

When he almost couldn't hold it in any longer, Zhao Chuanxin pushed him out of the water again.

With a "crash", he flew into the sky and landed on Jiangxin Continent.

There are paddy fields here, but no rice is grown yet.

Zhao Chuanxin used Lord Runzhi's greetings to remove the moisture from the two people's bodies.

Hu Li, who had been shivering from the wind just now, suddenly felt that his body had become dry and warm again.

He was stunned: "Did I have a dream just now?"

The experience of swimming underwater is suddenly like a dream.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at his sleeve and asked, "Will you tell me this time?"

Hu Li touched his face. The place where he was hit by the fish was still a little sore.

So it's definitely not a dream.

Now, he really knew what was going on: "I said, I said, I actually fell in love with the daughter of the Bao family, but when my father went to propose marriage, they thought I was a concubine and were unwilling to marry me. And I heard that my father Style, I sent my daughter to settle in Jiujiang. I can only study bamboo every day and rely on enlightenment to get rid of the depression..."

The Bao family is Bao Yunfang, a Huaiyan merchant from Suzhou.

Although Hu Gengtang is famous in Hankou, he is not the only rich salt merchant, there is also Bao Yunfang.

Hu Gengtang made money and bought real estate, and Bao Yunfang was not bad either. He built a garden in Hankou and named it Yiyuan. It was used to entertain and entertain celebrities. It was called the Holy Land of Hanshang by literati and poets.

Even richer than Hu Gengtang's family, and much more generous than Hu Gentang.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "That's it?"

"A real man, isn't it serious to be looked down upon by others?" Hu Li blushed at the words. "It's really fate that makes people happy."

At such a young age, he speaks in an old-fashioned manner.

"Haha, don't think like that. Nature doesn't care about you at all. What does it do to you?" Zhao Chuanxin dismissed it: "The meaning of life is that no matter what difficulties you encounter, you have the right to give up. Life can leave regrets, but it is easy Living is the most important thing."

"Ah this..."

The teacher teaches him to read and write every day, teaching him to study hard and make progress every day. Children in the rebellious stage will get bored if they listen too much.

Only Zhao Chuanxin persuaded him to lie down.

Zhao Chuanxin continued: "Furthermore, you can find an opportunity to secretly approach Miss Bao, make a lifelong arrangement with her, and secretly make her pregnant. In this way, Bao Yunfang will have no room for change because of his reputation. I can marry my daughter to you. When the time comes, you can make some decisions and think about it..."

"Ah this..." Hu Li was stunned: "Master, are you really a monk?"

"It's my fault, I really shouldn't talk about it." Zhao Chuanxin clasped his hands together: "Hehehehe..."

"..." Hu Li was speechless: "But the teacher told me that as heaven moves forward, a gentleman should strive for self-improvement. If I get used to giving up, won't all my family wealth be lost in the future?"

"This world is inherently fair." Zhao Chuanxin solemnly said: "For example, people who are busier than you earn more than you, and people who are less busy than you earn less than others, so you don't have to worry about those details."

Hu Li's CPU was about to burn out: "Doesn't that mean that no matter what, I'm doomed in this life?"

Zhao Chuanxin spread his hands: "So, let go of your moral quality and enjoy a wicked life."

The husband teaches him to be a good person every day, but he scolds him in his heart every day. Now someone finally spoke his mind.

Hu Li's small eyes behind his tortoiseshell glasses blinked: "Master, you are such an eminent monk!"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at his watch: "Okay, don't flatter us. After you go back, tell your parents that the poor monk has saved you from the evil spirits and you can be a new person again. Then ask your father to arrange accommodation for us, so that we can live happily." Reception. It's best to tell us the details of Sheng Xuanhuai's stock offering tomorrow. Don't judge bamboo again. If everyone in the world is as stupid as you, it is really unknown whether we monks can save you!"

"You're going back now? How about Master, please say a few more words."

Are you still fucking addicted?

Zhao Chuanxin picked him up and jumped into the Yangtze River.

He stepped on the misty traveler and laughed: "Remember, Xiao Hu. Before the age of twenty, it doesn't matter if others look down on you because you are a commoner. But after the age of twenty, you will gradually get used to it."

Hu Li: "..."