Where the wind chimes sound, there is a god

Chapter 55: Borrowing from Shenghan
"Ah! The plum blossoms bloomed all at once overnight!" The warrior looked at the garden full of red plum blossoms in surprise. He couldn't help but get up and walk into the garden. The proud fragrance of the plum blossoms wafted into his nose, making him close his eyes and feel slightly intoxicated.

A maid brought breakfast over and placed it on the stone table and bench that had been cleared of snow, saying, "Guest, please have breakfast."

The warrior thanked him and sat on the stone table and stone bench in the garden. He drank the steaming hot fragrant rice porridge, ate pickled vegetables and boiled eggs, and felt refreshed.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Walking in the Jianghu with wine, the slender waist of Chu is light in my hand.

In fact, isn't it good to be rich and noble in this world? "

"If you let go of one thought, you will be free. All you need to do is comfort your heart."

A clear voice was heard, and a young man in a black robe and cloak came walking on the snow, his eyes were bright and his smile was as warm as spring, warming the garden of plum blossoms and snow.

"you are…"

The warrior was surprised and suspicious.

"I am the Master of Tingyu Pavilion." Chen Beimo said with a smile, "Are you poisoned? Are you going to die soon?"

"That's right! What Pavilion Master said is exactly my current situation." The warrior did not get angry, but said calmly: "I came here to ask for medicine, just to give it a try. After all, there is no cure for this heart-burning and gall-eating Skyfire Palm."

"Have you brought the things?" Chen Beimo did not reply whether he could cure him, but asked about the reward.

"This is the ancient Zhou royal jade. If we talk about its value, it is enough to buy a few of my lives!"

The warrior turned around, took out the jade from the room and handed it to him.

"Yes, it's an ancient jade." Chen Beimo smiled, took out a gourd from his waist, poured out a pill, and said, "Take it, and you will be cured in one day."

The warrior was a little surprised and took the pill and swallowed it directly.

After a while, I felt the heat in my body converge, and a cool feeling spread throughout my body.

He hurriedly tore off his clothes, revealing his muscular upper body in the snow. There was a palm print on his back, and the flesh on it was rotten as if it had been burned by fire, and was now bleeding black blood.

Chen Beimo looked at it for a moment. This palm had a trace of Lihuo Faqi, but it was so shallow that it was almost invisible. If he had not practiced Kanshui for a long time, he would not have been able to sense it.

Chen Beimo turned and left the yard, returned home, greeted his aunt, and let her feel at ease.

Then he called Wang Chengze and said to him, "When the warrior has recovered from his injury, let him leave on his own. Don't ask his name or where he is going.

Just pass on one poem to him and give him three more chances to change the medicine."

Wang Chengze was a little puzzled and said, "If Master wanted it, why would he have to look for it one by one? If the news spreads, I'm sure all the dignitaries in Yunzhou City will try to curry favor with him."

"This elixir is a magical elixir. If it is tainted by fame and fortune, it will fall into the mundane world, and naturally no one in the world will come to ask for the elixir."

Chen Beimo smiled and shook his head, saying, "Remember this poem. If I write about my longing for you, no one will know how heartbroken I am. The first part tells him, and the second part is "I only wish the moon in the sky will always be bright, and not make us two fools on earth." You must remember to match it."

"Yes, Master!" Wang Chengze turned and walked out the door.

Then Lao Wu's voice came from outside the door, "Master, you are finally back!"

"Come in."

The door was opened, and the old man with a bit of flesh on his face looked a lot younger. He knelt down respectfully, holding the account book in his hand, and said, "Master, this is the expenditure and income of the mansion last month. Please take a look."

Chen Beimo sat at the sandalwood table, took the account book, looked at it for a few seconds, and said, "Yes, your housekeeper is quite good.

"Hua Hao Yue Yuan paid fifty-three taels of silver last month? So much?"

he asked somewhat surprised.

"Yes, it was Master Shen who paid the bill himself. And Master Shen also said that this is the first month, and the profit is not much. In the future, when things get on track, the cost will be even lower, and there will naturally be more benefits."

Lao Wu hurriedly explained with a smile.

"Well, that's good. The mansion now only has two sources of income, Hua Hao Yue Yuan and Ting Yu Pavilion. I originally thought that the income was not enough to cover the expenses, but now it seems that we can gradually break even in the future." Chen Beimo smiled and said, "Well done, go down."

"Yes! Young Master!" Lao Wu didn't dare to stay any longer and hurried out of the inner room. Only then did he feel relieved. He didn't know why, but when he saw the young master coming back this time, he always felt that the young master had a more solemn and majestic aura, as if he could see through people's hearts.

After the warrior recovered from his injuries, he was reborn from death and gained new opportunities. He was so excited that he left with gratitude.

This is how the sons and daughters of the Jianghu should be, with lofty sentiments that do not care where they are, and lofty ambitions that relieve worries. They do not care about their past or future, or their family background.

The days in Yushuiyuan were as peaceful as usual. This winter was particularly cold. In December, on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the government prepared greenhouse porridge to provide some relief to the poor people.

There are more and more pedestrians walking on the street, and clothes, jewelry, snacks and toys are very popular. As the saying goes, the New Year comes after Laba Festival, and the New Year is approaching. People who have worked hard for a year are welcoming the arrival of the New Year with joy on their faces.

But on the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month, a heavy snowstorm broke out.

The strong wind brought with it heavy snow, howling in and freezing this ancient city, which was usually warm and humid all year round.

The roofs of many old houses in the city had collapsed due to the weight of the snow. The snow on the streets was higher than the calves. The river was frozen and there was no water available, so people had to eat snow.

Heavy snow blocked the mountains, making it impossible for hunters to hunt. The winter wheat in the fields was crushed by the snow. Official roads were blocked, making it difficult to get food, clothing, housing and transportation.

The rich families burned firewood and charcoal and enjoyed delicious food and fish, but the poor people could only stay in their humble homes to avoid the cold wind.

This is the coldest season in a hundred years. In previous winters, Yunzhou City would only have a few days of light snow before it melted away.

How could there be such a blizzard?
The teahouse, which was in full bloom under the full moon, was closed, the umbrella shop was also shut, and nine out of ten shops on the street were closed because the roads were blocked by heavy snow and no one went out.

Fortunately, Yushuiyuan had a cellar where they stored a lot of grain and bacon, and also raised a lot of poultry, so they had no worries about food and clothing, and there was enough firewood and charcoal.

On a snowy and cold day, Chen Beimo and Qinghua Jushi sat under the corridor, warming the stove to make tea, watching the snow and the scenery, playing chess, and having quite a good time.

There have been ten elegant things in ancient times: listening to the rain, picking flowers, appreciating paintings, burning incense, exploring secluded places, playing chess, playing the piano, tasting tea, pouring wine, and waiting for the moon.

The vast snow fell on the eaves and the ground in the yard, and there was no servant to clean it up.

This was a special order from Chen Beimo. It was snowing heavily and the weather was cold, so there was no need to trouble them. They only needed to clear the area in two days and be able to walk.

Therefore, there was thick snow on the ground, the sky was white, the ground was white, and only this courtyard had vermilion columns and red plum blossoms in the garden. Looking through the window, the artistic conception was extremely beautiful.

"Master."

Dabao walked slowly behind him and whispered, "The prefect invites you to come over for a chat."

Chen Beimo nodded, put down the chess piece in his hand, and said with a smile: "Master, I will stop here for today. We will continue this game when I come back."

Qinghua smiled and said, "Sir, just go and get busy."

Chen Beimo nodded, then stood up and tied on a jet-black cloak, then walked through the snow in the yard to the side door. Xiaobao had already prepared the carriage, and the maid Luo Xiang handed him a hand warmer covered with embroidered cloth, saying, "Master, the weather is cold and the ground is slippery, so you'll be warmer with a hand warmer." Chen Beimo took it, got into the carriage, lowered the curtain, and Xiaobao opened the side door and drove out.

As soon as he walked out of the side door, Chen Beimo, who was sitting in the carriage, heard noise outside the carriage.

"Please be kind, my noble lord, and give us a bite to eat!"

Da Bao frowned and quickly scolded, "It's fine if you stay under our eaves to avoid the cold, but we're being kind by not chasing you away. But can you afford to disturb your honor?"

Chen Beimo lifted the car window curtain and saw an old man and a young boy crawling under the eaves. The boy had red chilblains on his face and was wearing rags and patched clothes. The old man was wearing a thin gown and his wrinkled face was filled with blind kowtows.

"Forget it, Xiao Bao, help these two people in, give them some hot soup and hot food to warm them up. And give them some warmer clothes."

In the icy and snowy ground, a clear and pleasant voice came from above his head. The little boy raised his head with joy and saw the handsome and noble man in the carriage. His almond-shaped eyes were full of spring. He felt that his thoughts were seen through just by looking at him.

The old man kowtowed in gratitude and said, "Thank you very much for your mercy! Thank you very much for your mercy."

"Let's go." Chen Beimo lowered the curtain and called out, and Dabao quickly responded, "Yes, Master!"

The horses' hooves, wrapped in cloth shoes, walked steadily on the snow. The snow on the twelve main roads in the city had been cleared, but there were few pedestrians.

Dabao thought for a long time while driving, and finally said carefully: "Master, you are kind-hearted. Giving alms to such a poor family is a kind act.

But these extremely hungry and frozen refugees will come again and again, and more and more people will come. By then, I'm afraid it will be difficult to end it."

Chen Beimo, who was sitting in the carriage, heard this and laughed, "That's right. Refugees are worse than tigers. If these disaster victims are not properly resettled, they will be a disaster.

But you should mind your own business. Since you have come to my door, I will lend a helping hand.

The ancients said: Do not let a good deed go unrewarded, no matter how small it may be.

Moreover, if everyone fears evil and does not do good, then there will be no good in the world. "

Da Bao was confused by what he heard. Although he was not well-educated, he knew that his young master was not one to listen to advice, so he could only continue on his way.

When we arrived at the prefectural government's gate, the servant at the side gate came forward to greet us with a big smile on his face. When we entered the mansion, we saw that the roads in the garden had been swept clean, and many servants were piling up snow to transport outside the mansion.

The road was clear, and Chen Beimo was led by a servant into the main hall. This was his second time to the prefect's house and his first time to the main hall.

There were two rows of red-painted tables and chairs, and steaming hot fragrant tea was served at each table.

When he arrived, there were already five or six people sitting inside.

They all stood up to greet him.

"Sir! Long time no see." Prefect Fu stood up, bowed slightly and said with a smile.

Chen Beimo smiled and returned the greeting, "Thank you for coming to greet me, what's the matter?"

"The disaster is, of course, the snowstorm that has not happened in this city for a hundred years." Prefect Fu sighed, "If we let it go on like this, I'm afraid the snowstorm this year will be serious and the people won't have a good year."

"I see." Chen Beimo's eyes darkened slightly, "Isn't this snowstorm a natural disaster?"

"It's a natural disaster, but it's also due to human will." A middle-aged man sitting nearby and wearing an official uniform with six sun and moon patterns suddenly spoke up.

Now that everyone is here, I will speak directly."

The man reached into his sleeve and took out a piece of black cloth in the shape of a diamond with floral corners. He waved his hand towards the door, and the door closed. The black cloth turned into a piece of cloth several feet wide and stuck to the door.

"This is a matter involving a real person, so we have to be cautious. This Xuantong Zhengxun Scroll can avoid the five senses and isolate the inside and outside."

He explained that he was saying this to Chen Beimo.

Prefect Fu hurriedly explained: "This is the inspector of the Wind God Department, Linghu Chu."

"So you are the superior of the Six Divine Department. My apologies." Chen Beimo bowed.

"You don't have to be polite, fellow Daoist." Linghu Chu was a kind person, and said with a smile: "Before entering the Six Gods Division, I was also a casual cultivator. I think you must have suffered a lot to have achieved this level of cultivation at such a young age.

What I am talking about involves the real people above, so we have to be careful.

The heavy snow affected many areas in the two major provinces of Guangnan and Guangbei.

The south is a place where the fire of Li is strong, so it is impossible for there to be such severe cold wind and snow.

But not long ago, the time of Sui Yan, the real person of Zhengyi Sect, was approaching, so he borrowed the Kanli Liangyi Pearl from the Six Gods Department to mobilize the positive Qi of the Lihuo in the southern heaven and earth to the north to Lianghuai, hoping to seek the image of Yanli Dao.

But who would have thought that this first step would cause the repulsion between heaven and earth, and the real person would turn into a cloud and fall thousands of miles away.

Originally, this matter had nothing to do with us little people, but this real person borrowed the fire qi of Qianlili to go north, causing the qi realm of the two provinces to be disrupted, and it happened that the cold qi in the north went south, just in line with the principle of borrowing and returning without owing anything, so there was this snowstorm that had not been seen in a hundred years. "

Having said this, the expressions of the six people in the room became solemn. Prefect Fu and Sun Zheng, the head of the Sun family, were both shocked. This was the first time they heard about a real person. They didn't expect that a real person could cause such a big change between heaven and earth.

The wind and snow outside suddenly got stronger, causing the branches of grass and trees in the yard to sway continuously.

Inside the house, Linghu Chu continued, "I'm afraid this snow will last for nineteen days, just as that immortal took nineteen steps north with the Li Fire Qi. Moreover, the ice and snow will not melt for a month, and will only melt after a year, when the Li Fire Qi rises again."

"It has been raining for three or four days and it has caused such serious damage. If it rains for more than ten days, I am afraid the city will be buried!" Prefect Fu was shocked and said, "Don't the superiors of the Six Gods Department care about it?"

"Ah~" Linghu Chu sighed and said, "The second day of the first lunar month is the Huangfu family's grand sacrifice, and all the Huangfu clan members return to their ancestral land in Longxi.

Once the people of the Huangfu family left, the Six Gods Division would be 80% to 90% empty. They also had to protect the capital and defend various places. In addition, several real people in Fengguo were constantly fighting, and many people were lost.

How can they take care of the cities on the southern border? If they had enough manpower, why would they send me, a special fighter in the Wind God Division, to take care of the Cloud God Division's affairs?"

Chen Beimo was also shocked. He had never thought that the death of a real person could cause changes in the world thousands of miles away. The six directors of the Six Gods Division were all real people, plus there were more than one mysterious Great God Division. Such strength was simply terrifying.

But in the eyes of the Huangfu family, the safety of hundreds of thousands of people on the border is not as important as the so-called clan sacrifice. They all knew this in their hearts, but no one dared to say a word.

"Does the supervisor have any good ideas?" asked Prefect Fu.

"Before I received the order, it happened that my boss Yunchi had not yet left, so I begged for guidance. My boss lent me an item called Qianyuan Jiuyi Pan. It can change the wind and weather in a hundred miles, causing clouds and rain, and changing the seasons."

Linghu Chu smiled and said, "Of course, I definitely don't have as much magic power as my boss, but it is still feasible to dispel the cold qi in the whole city.

Just to prevent any unexpected events, I have specially invited Chen Daoyou to help. "

(19th day of the twelfth lunar month)

(End of this chapter)