Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 27 Gongxing Village

You Er carried a shoulder pole and walked with his head down in the long procession going up the mountain. Today was the day to deliver fine vegetables to the village.

Gongxing Village protects so many villages, but You Er's village only gets a turn a few times a year.

Even if it was his turn, it would be rare to invite a small family in the village like You Er, so he cherished this opportunity and prepared very carefully.

The two bamboo baskets were filled to the brim with the finest green leafy vegetables. Until there was no more space, he was reluctant to pick out a few faded leaves to leave at home for his wife and young son to taste.

The literate elders in the village said that the Jin family is a very good people.

He carefully protected the whole family for several generations, and only collected 70% of the rent. In a good year, he could buy new clothes for the family, and in a bad year, he never saw a family selling children. Where can you find such a kind person nearby!
When You Er thought of the old man's words, his heart felt warm and he felt stronger. He felt as if the burden on his shoulders had become lighter.

He was a farmer who had never been to school. He didn't know what a fallen carrying pole was, so he naturally thought that the old man's words were completely true.

He began to mutter involuntarily, talking about how the village chief's descendants would continue to protect us farmers so that we could farm the land in peace and avoid being harmed by war and banditry.

When You Er and his team reached the foot of the mountain, they could see the green tiles and white walls of the mountain from afar. The village elder and other prominent figures in the village told You Er and his team to unload their burdens.

Further up is the main village of Gongxing Village. These mud-footed people are not worthy to go up there. The servants of the Jin family will come to pick them up.

You Er saw an old man in gray clothes wave his hand, and a hundred or so strong-dressed men came over with cold faces and took over the carrying poles. They were all very difficult to get along with.

A villager who came back for the first time like You Er asked in a nice voice when he could come to get the tools, but the other party didn't even say a word, but instead stretched out his hand and slapped him in the face.

Muramasa seemed not to have heard the crisp sound at all. He kept nodding and bowing to the old man like a pug for a long time.

The old man responded with some impatient words, then waved his hand and asked Muramasa to retreat.

Muramasa left the old man and walked quickly back to the village leaders, as if he had grown back his bones halfway.

Clearly the old man in gray had only spoken a few words to him, but he stood in the crowd with his head held high and chest puffed out, speaking for a long time in a domineering manner.

This was not enough, and when he got excited, he found a tree stump to stand on, and continued to arrange matters with dancing and excitement.

By the time he finished speaking, the old man in gray had already returned to the village with a group of family children. Not even their backs could be seen, so the person in charge was dismissed again.

Seeing the village elder's grandson walking past him with a smile on his face, he thought that it was his turn to help the village elder fetch water for the village chief's house in the next few days, and he felt curious.

You Er hesitated for a long time before he mustered up the courage and even swallowed several times. Then he timidly leaned forward and asked softly.

"Brother Yuanyuan, you look so happy, did the master on the mountain say something?"

"Hehe, you are right. The master who came this time is not ordinary. He is the nephew of a wet nurse of a master from the side branch of the Jin family. He is very fond of our village. It was all thanks to the village chief's plea that this master made a generous offer. This year, he promised ten girls from our village to go to the mountains to work."

The old man Sun was obviously very happy at this time. Not only did he not scold You Er for asking questions without knowing the rules, but he even stopped and talked to him after hearing You Er speak.

You Er had no time to feel happy about talking to the village boss Sun, but after hearing what happened, everyone around him exclaimed in surprise, with joy clearly revealed on their faces.

"Hey, which girl has gone up the mountain? Isn't she going to live a life in heaven?"

"The whole family of dozens of people will enjoy the happiness together!"

"My Xiu'er."

Looking at the simple smiling faces of the villagers, the village head Sun Bai's smile remained unchanged, but a wave of sarcasm arose in his heart:
"Bah, such a good thing is not for those filthy country girls in your family.

Among the ten girls, my sister should be able to be selected. If she is like the girl from the neighboring Li Village, she will be favored by the big shots in the village."

With just a few words from the big shot when he was happy, the rent of the entire Lijia Village was reduced from 60% to 40%.

If there was such a good thing in my village, I would definitely not let the news out. I would still collect 70% of the rent from these mud-footed people, and my family would share the remaining 30% with the other families.
That day was just too good.
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The old man in gray clothes scolded the boy who was carrying the load all the way with a gloomy face. He would never go into a place like the kitchen.

So he left the team and went up the mountain alone, thinking of finding a few acquaintances to talk to about his troubles and relieve the boredom in his heart.

Given his background, he would never have been assigned such a menial job unless he had committed a crime.

They are just a few country girls. The punishment hall in the village is too harsh to treat their own people! He was just entering the inner village when he saw a thin-browed man hurriedly passing by. A flattering smile immediately appeared on his face, and he stood up reflexively and trotted a few steps.

He approached the thin-browed man and was about to start a conversation when he saw the young man in brocade robe next to the latter move in front of him and gave him a cold look.

The old man in gray was startled and the flattering smile on his face froze. Just as he was about to muster up the courage to speak again, he saw the sharp light in the young man's eyes.

The old man in gray suddenly lost his courage, swallowed back the words in his throat, bent down angrily, and dared not look up again.

The thin-browed man paid no attention to these incidents and continued walking forward without stopping.

The young man in brocade robe left the old man in gray and quickly followed him, saying with disdain:

"He is a lowly person from the outside village. He has only known the master for a few days when he was young. He has the nerve to come up and talk to him. Isn't he afraid of offending the master's eyes?"

"The village chief's inner courtyard is in front of you. You can't go in. Wait for me outside!" The man with thin eyebrows was too lazy to pay attention to the trivial things his apprentice said. He just hurriedly showed his name card to the guard at the gate and quickly walked into the courtyard.

The young man in brocade robe stopped at the door and looked at the thin-browed man's departing back with envy. He could only look away and bow to the doorkeeper.

After the latter nodded lazily, he turned around with relief and stood outside the courtyard gate.

Even so, he still glanced triumphantly at the old man in gray who had been following him with his head down. The latter was now standing in a corner of the wall from a distance where he could roughly see the entrance to the inner courtyard.

The young man in brocade robe immediately felt a sense of superiority: "Look, not every child born in a wealthy family can stand at the gate of the village master's inner courtyard."

"Chief, I have already made arrangements with Immortal Zhang." The man with thin eyebrows approached the inner courtyard and saw the chief Jin Huohua sitting in the middle.

At this time, there were two pretty maids standing behind Jin Huohua, who were enjoying the beauty's shoulder rub.

The muscles of the real Wuzong were harder than those of an old bull. The hands of the two beauties were so small that their open palms were not even as wide as Jin Huohua's shoulders. There was no way they could press him. They pressed with such effort that their hands ached and they were panting from exhaustion, which made Jin Huohua laugh out loud.

The thin-browed man would have retreated if it were normal times, but this was a serious matter and he couldn't be careless. So he could only hunch over and whisper something to Jin Huohua.

"Good! In this way, it will be possible to invite Immortal Zhang to protect our Gongxing Village."

Jin Huohua nodded and said. He has a good appearance, a strong back and a determined look on his face. Relying solely on the martial arts passed down from his family, he has practiced martial arts to the pinnacle in less than forty years and achieved the status of a martial arts master. He can be called a genius.

Since he took over the responsibility from his second uncle and took charge of Gongxing Village ten years ago, he has been working hard to govern the village.

Every year he gathered refugees, forged weapons, trained militiamen, reclaimed wasteland, and managed the ancestral legacy well and prosperously.

Who among the mortals in the nearby wild villages and desolate villages doesn't know the reputation of "Wild Wind Blade" Jin Huohua?
But no matter how talented a martial arts master or a wealthy person is, he is nothing compared to an immortal. This is true even for a wild cultivator whose origins are unclear.

The annual tribute alone would require a thousand taels of pure gold and ten pairs of virgins.

No matter how I think about it, he is not a serious monk, but what can I do?
The last Immortal Xie has passed away for nearly ten years. If another cultivator cannot be hired to take charge, the surrounding villages will sooner or later be unable to hold back and will come up with the idea of ​​swallowing up Gongxing Village alive.

Thinking of this, Jin Huohua couldn't help but sighed, waved his hand and pushed away the two pretty maids who were massaging Qiao, and then asked seriously:
"Where has Shilun gone? Immortal Zhang has promised that if the children of the Jin family have a destiny to be immortals, they can be accepted as his disciples. This is also a blessing for our Jin family. Unfortunately, among the more than 60 people in my Jinjia Village, no one has this blessing. It depends on Shilun."

There was regret but also a hint of longing in Jin Huohua's words.

"The young leader sent a message ten days ago, saying that they were received by a wild village a hundred miles away and were ready to be accommodated in the village." The thin-browed man replied.

"Alas, it is better to be kind-hearted. In this world, how can anyone care about the lives of so many people?" Jin Huohua frowned. In this world nowadays, no, in this world since ancient times, it has always been the cruel people who live longer.

"The young leader is kind and generous, and has inherited all the martial arts from the leader. If he really becomes an immortal, his achievements will be limitless. It will be a blessing for us." The man with thin eyebrows complimented softly.

Jin Huohua's brows relaxed slightly when he heard this, and a look of joy appeared on his face: "You are really good at talking. If our Jin family can produce an immortal."

At this time, a servant came running in with an anxious look on his face.

The thin-browed man's face changed immediately. He knew that the people around the village chief were all promoted by him. Unless it was extremely urgent, they would never be as urgent as this one. This must be something big!

The servant tripped over the high threshold and fell down. He didn't even bother to get up. He fell to the ground crying and shouted hoarsely, "Village leader, something terrible has happened!"

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