The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 36 Taiyuan , Disciple Yi Fu (Seeking follow-up reading)

In the early years of a prosperous period, there are only auspicious days.

New Year's Day, also known as the first day of the first lunar month, is the most important festival. Various activities are held by everyone from the royal family and nobles to the common people.

There is a peach charm hanging on the gate of Liuzhuang, and women and children are setting off firecrackers. These firecrackers are real firecrackers, which are made by setting real bamboo on fire.

In the open space of the courtyard, the servants were slaughtering chickens and sheep, and the old grandmother was washing the pickled vegetables she had previously prepared.

Peach soup, Tusu wine, and pepper and cypress wine are must-haves on the dinner table on this day.

Bamboo forest in the back mountain.

Liang Yue, Bao Liang and Shi Quanzi drank spicy pepper and cypress wine and talked about metaphysical stories.

Bao Liang looks old and no longer has the youthful look she had. This is due to aging of her organs and no medicine can cure it.

Liang Yue felt a little guilty. He should have kept the old man hanging. Some old people depend on their breath, but now that he has fulfilled his wish, his death is approaching.

"The most important thing about the Taiping Heavenly Master Dao is the Six Treasures of the Heavenly Master. If you gather all six treasures, you can become a Heavenly Master who commands the world."

Bao Liang took a sip of wine and talked freely.

"The Heavenly Master Seal, also known as the Heavenly Master Pill, is said to contain the inner strength of the Heavenly Masters of all generations."

"Internal force?" Liang Yue asked in surprise.

Thirty years of internal strength can make one a top-grade master, and there is no upper limit. If this seal has more than a hundred years of internal strength, how powerful would it be...

"That's right. It was originally controlled by the Xianbei Murong clan. The Murong clan was defeated at Chanhepo, and the Heavenly Master Seal fell into the hands of the Xianbei Tuoba Gui. Tuoba Gui is now the number one master of the Xianbei."

"The Heavenly Master Mirror is in the possession of the Huan family of the Great Jin Dynasty. The Huan family may have other rare treasures."

"The remaining Tianshi Ding, Dachang, and Chenwei are nowhere to be found."

"Logically speaking, the internal force of alien species comes from magic weapons. If we catch a warrior with similar internal force, can't we force him to tell us the location of the magic weapon?" Liang Yue said.

"Not necessarily." Bao Liang shook his head. "The alchemy skills of the Fangxian Dao are powerful. The alchemists of the Northern Dao can stimulate the internal strength of different species through elixirs. What you have seen may not be the true descendants of the six Taiping sects."

The only exception was Shi Quanzi. Shi Quanzi hid himself early and there were few warriors in the Eight Birds Sect, so he had never been imitated.

"I see."

"I am the chief priest of Zhitou, how come I don't know the whereabouts of the treasure?" Shi Quanzi asked curiously.

"You've been hiding for decades. Have you ever cared about the worldly affairs outside?" Bao Liang rolled her eyes.

Liang Yue memorized the location deeply in his mind, and now he is practicing the art of protecting the Dao, waiting for the opportunity in the future.

Hearing the divine crow calling, he quickly got up.

"I'll go entertain the guests."

When he came to the front yard, Xu Xianzhi was dressed brightly and carrying a gift.

"Zhuji County Magistrate! Aren't you going home for the New Year?" Liang Yue joked.

"I'll be back this afternoon." Xu Xianzhi couldn't wait to see his father's surprised look. "Master, I will always be your student, not a county magistrate, even if I achieve great success in the future."

The owner of the manor changed his own destiny, and he will remember this forever.

"Okay." Liang Yue patted Xu Xianzhi on the shoulder.

Send Xu Xianzhi away.

Liu Chong and Lin Jian also came.

"Big brother, second brother!"

"The boss is getting married." Lin Jian said with a smile.

"Who?"

"My sister's simple training."

"It's not bad to be close to each other."

The Lin family was not a noble family, or rather, they were originally a native southern noble family. Later, people from the north came and gradually squeezed their space, so they also fell into a poor family.

"The matchmaker mentioned the He family of Chenjun before, and they almost decided on the marriage but then they changed their mind." Lin Jian recounted what happened.

Liang Yue knew the reason. It was because Liu Chong killed Ma De, which aroused the anger of the gentry.

Liu Chong looked cold and said, "Third brother, do you know what the nobles say?"

"What do you mean?"

"The nobles and the common people are like beautiful trees and weeds. Killing a noble family, even if it is not unjust, is like cutting down a beautiful tree, which makes people feel sad and regretful. The common people are like weeds, even if they are killed by mistake, what does it matter? Will people feel sad because they pulled out a weed?"

"So, isn't it better to kill the commoners instead of the nobles?"

Even though Ma De was wrong, beating and killing civilians, torturing slaves, and using humans to make evil elixirs, it would be a pity to kill him.

Kill the family generals and accomplices as a punishment; Ma De can just drink three cups as punishment.

This sentence made the three of them furious.

"Even if I, Liu Deyu, have nowhere else to go in the future, I will not rely on aristocratic families and live a life of luxury!" "In the future, you won't rely on them. You will rely on yourself and the common people in the world!" Liang Yue comforted him.

The poor family holds the secret!
On the first day of the eleventh year of Taiyuan, the three of them made a vow that even if they were impoverished in the future, they would never rely on the aristocratic families.

At the Liang family dinner, there were steamed lamb, sea bass sashimi, amaranth, wheat rice, tofu, pickled vegetables, pepper and cypress wine, and Tusu wine on the table.

My grandmother sat in the main seat, and next to her were Liu Jue, Liang Yue, Liu Chong, and Lin Jian.

The rest of the people ate at their respective homes.

"Come, Jue'er, drink first." According to custom, the elderly feed the children pepper and cypress wine, which means healthy growth in the coming year, followed by the elderly, which means longevity.

Grandma picked up her chopsticks first and said with a smile, "Yue'er, Chong'er, Jian'er, eat it while it's hot."

"Come on, let's get started!" Liang Yue picked up the chopsticks and distributed food to everyone.

"Jue'er is one year older. You can eat the fish head." Liang Yue gave the fish head and the tenderest part of the lamb to the child.

"Thank you, uncle. Jue'er is one year older now."

"Haha, uncle too."

The silk has been wound twenty-one times, and fifty-nine turns remain.

The future is still long.

Everyone drank happily and the atmosphere was harmonious.

The two old men were finally persuaded to come and join the New Year's Day family dinner.

The four Tan Shao brothers, Bao Qian, Xiao Ming and others also set up a table next door.

Liang Yue raised his glass to toast.

"I wish the three elders a thousand years of eternal life, and a long life like the King of the East."

Lin Jian stood up, raised his glass and said, "Heaven and earth are in harmony, and the house is filled with descendants."

Liu Chong was not good at rhetoric, his face was slightly red, he raised his glass and said with a smile:

"May we still be together, eating and drinking together, year after year."

Shi Quanzi showed a long-lost smile: "The dukes and marquises will live forever, and the Taoism will flourish."

"We are having fun and laughter, and the happiness will never end," said Bao Liang.

"Happy New Year's Day, everyone, eat your fill!" Liu Jue said like a parrot, his mouth full of grease.

Everyone raised their glasses and drank again.

My grandmother was not feeling well a few days ago, and she recovered only after taking the Dahuan Dan. Her mind was still a little confused, and she kept muttering to everyone to eat quickly and not wait for the food to get cold.

One year old is eliminated amidst the sound of firecrackers.

The tenth year of Taiyuan passed quietly, and the eleventh year of Taiyuan began.

After the banquet, everyone dispersed.

Stars hung on the treetops and mercury leaked onto the ground, as if a deity in heaven had overturned an alchemy furnace.

Liang Yue stood under the willow tree, and the breeze sobered him up from his drunkenness.

"When do you plan to go to the Zhu family to propose marriage?" Liu Chong appeared at some point and asked.

"Wait for the official to come down."

"How about our two families' children getting married in the future?" Liu Chong burped.

"Let nature take its course and see what our children want." Liang Yue didn't want to interfere with future generations.

"It's okay, just make a verbal agreement first, and if the children don't get along well in the future, just pretend it never happened."

"also."

"I have decided. From now on, my eldest son will take you as his master and learn from you. My third brother is good at both literature and martial arts. Your disciple will surely become a great man."

"How do you know it's your son?"

"The first one should just keep giving birth."

Liang Yue felt that this was a bit troublesome, and said helplessly: "Let me make it clear first, I will only take one."

"It's a deal, it's the eldest son. I've even thought of a name for the child."

"The woman's name is Liu Qiong."

"Men are named after their family's generation name."

"What's your name?" Liang Yue asked.

"Liu Yifu."

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)