Longevity: Starting From Getting Down The Mountain And Marrying A Wife

Chapter 152: Try To Change, Open And Honest

Cangbao Street.

There are thirty-six heavy courtyards in Zhongfu.

The last courtyard is backed by the Xiaowei River that passes through the city.

It is said to be a tributary of the Weihe River, but it is actually a river channel dug out by hand to cooperate with the city road to facilitate the transportation in the city and lead to various ports and wharves.

The wall around the backyard of the Zhong Manor was eighteen feet high and nearly three feet thick, just like a city wall. It would take a lot of time to attack by catapults.

In addition, within the wall is a series of small hills made of large rocks that were moved, and there are woods and bamboo forests inside.

These were all arranged by Xue Mansion in the past.

After the Zhong Mansion moved in, it hadn't been changed. Zhong Yan planned to live there for a long time, so he planned to build a defensive formation on the wall after he had learned the formation well.

At that time, it will really be impenetrable.

Ordinary cultivating families are also difficult to attack.

The thirty-sixth courtyard is a garden arrangement.

There are only three residential buildings, one of which is the main building of the underground palace, which has not been completed because there are few construction workers and there is no urgent need.

The rest are landscape facilities.

now.

Dongcao led Yuan Zhiqing to the last courtyard.

On the edge of the bamboo forest, there are only five scattered houses, three small wooden attics, and two thatched cottages.

It looked like a country house.

Not far away is a pond with lotus leaves.

Beside the pond is a large garden surrounded by bamboo fences, with green grass.

A group of maids are using hoes and other tools to renovate pieces of square fields.

Dongcao smiled and said: "The master said that the immortal master likes to be quiet, and I want to grow herbs on weekdays, so my concubine sorts it out here. No one comes here, so it is very suitable to cultivate herbs or grow some fruits and vegetables. Do you think it is okay, immortal master?" "

A light flashed in Yuan Zhiqing's eyes, she nodded slightly, and after a moment of silence, she asked, "He... your master isn't in the mansion?"

Since that day, Zhong Yan has not appeared to look for her again, and it has been seven days.

Dongcao said: "The master has gone to Yangquanfang City, and he should be able to come back today. Does the immortal master need a concubine to bring a message?"

"No, you let them go to other things. Some elixirs don't need to be dug up like this. I can handle them myself, and I don't need to keep the maids. If I need something, I will go to your residence to find you."

"Also."

Dongcao summoned the servant girl to leave, turned around and asked with a smile after walking a short distance, "By the way, tomorrow's Zhongfu family banquet, if the immortal master is free, why not join us?"

Yuan Zhiqing hesitated a little, nodded and said, "Okay."

Dongcao showed a bright smile, bowed and backed away.

At Haishi in the evening.

Yuan Zhiqing sat barefoot by the pond, her delicate and clean feet swaying gently in the cool water.

The rippling ripples blurred the jade plate, and half of the stars were not visible around it.

"Qing'er, try to be yourself for a while. What you think is not to fight is good intentions, but in the eyes of others, it may be weak and deceitful. Do what you want, even if you are smashed to pieces, you will have no regrets. It is better than drifting with the crowd. In the end, you are melancholy and entangled. Own……"

What Li Lin said before leaving came to mind, Yuan Zhiqing murmured: "Master, it's already late."

Then, another sentence from Master reverberated in my ears: "It's never too late to die after hearing about Dao in the morning, as long as you want to change your mind."

Yuan Zhiqing pursed her lips, and couldn't help asking in her heart: "Master, what's so special about him that you call him a friend?"

"Zhong Yan... This person has been in the sect for many years, and he has not received any care from the master, but he is also able to handle it with ease. After he descends from the mountain, he can be regarded as shining like a star."

"Except for my aptitude, I am far inferior to him."

"The talent is determined by God, but the monk is against the sky. What right do I have to look down on him?"

Thinking of the almost unchanging days in Qifeng since she became sensible, Yuan Zhiqing couldn't help whispering: "Qingyang is a new beginning, maybe, I can try it."

As she spoke, she turned her head and asked, "What do you think, Fourth Sister?"

Sitting beside her was a woman in a green dress, blinking and nodding.

There was a smile on the corner of Yuan Zhiqing's mouth, she stretched out her hand to rub the hair of the woman in the green skirt, then shook her head in an instant, with a trace of melancholy on her brows.

"Master Yuanyou, the elder sister seems to have changed a bit. Is the right so important to cultivate longevity?"

"I don't know what happened to Second Senior Sister."

"..."

I don't know how long it took for a person to talk to himself.

Yuan Zhiqing put the woman in the green skirt into the storage bag, flew into the wooden house, waved to light the oil lamp, took three delicate storage bags from her waist, and tidied them up.

After a long time, she breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed: "I don't know why he has improved so much in the past few years. The four spirit roots, calculated normally, but it is not enough to forcefully pile up the Foundation Building with pills."

Suddenly, her mind moved, and she felt a breath approaching quickly.

It's Zhong Yan!

For a moment, she felt a little nervous for no reason, hurriedly put on her shoes, took a breath, and walked to the door.

Zhong Yan landed on the edge of the fence, stood three meters away, looked at each other for a moment, bowed and cupped his hands and said, "That day, Yan was abrupt, sorry, Miss Zhiqing, please forgive me."

Yuan Zhiqing was startled, took a deep look, and said, "If you don't want it, you can't force it."

Zhong Yan nodded, looked around and asked, "Are you satisfied here?"

"You have a heart."

"Okay, rest early."

Zhong Yan turned to leave.

Yuan Zhiqing was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect to come over to apologize, she said a word and left, she took a step forward and called out: "Hey~"

"Is there anything else?"

"There's something I want to talk to you about."

After Yuan Zhiqing finished speaking, she turned and entered the room.

Zhong Yan was suspicious and followed in.

At the wooden table.

Yuan Zhiqing fiddled with the tea set, condensed the flames to boil hot water, brewed tea leisurely, pushed it in front of Zhong Yan, sat down and said:

"Zhong... Zhong Yan, since we are not going to hold a wedding banquet, you and I have had skin-to-skin relationship, so we should call you husband, but please give me some time."

Zhong Yan nodded, picked up the cup and smelled it, the fragrance was tangy, he sipped his mouth and praised, "Good tea! You grow it yourself?"

Yuan Zhiqing nodded and continued: "Zhong Yan, no matter what happens to Qifeng or Senior Sister in the future, since I have entered the Zhong Manor, I have made up my mind and will do my wife's duty well, and I hope to treat each other with courtesy from now on. .”

"certainly!"

Zhong Yan smiled and said: "You also said that if you don't want to, I have no ability to do anything to you."

Yuan Zhiqing pursed her lips, her face blushing a little: "That's not what it means. It's only natural for couples to have sex. If you need it, you can tell it in advance, but the frequency should not be too much, so as not to delay your practice."

Zhong Yan looked strange, and asked with a smile, "Then what frequency do you think is appropriate?"

Yuan Zhiqing turned her face away for a moment, then turned back and said, "Besides, you are not alone in the matter of having children. I don't want to send white-haired people to black-haired people in the future. Waiting for your Foundation Building, the chances of giving birth to children with spiritual roots will increase a lot , I will refine the more effective 'Spirit Enhancement Liquid', which will also increase a lot of chances."

Zhong Yan nodded: "OK."

Yuan Zhiqing was silent and would ask: "Do you have a bottom line? How long will it take for the Foundation Building?"

After asking, he continued: "What I mean is that the Zhong Mansion has become a bit more high-profile in Qingyang now. If you can't be a retinue mage next year, but the capital sends people over, you may be targeted."

"Without the income from the Colosseum, it is difficult to accumulate resources to maintain the daily practice of the monks in the Fuchu only by making talismans."

"Over the age of sixty, the hopes of the Foundation Building are greatly diminished."

Zhong Yan nodded slightly, and said: "You don't need to worry about this, I will find a way."

Yuan Zhiqing took a brocade bag from her waist and put it on the table: "You take these and use them first."

Zhong Yan grabbed it and opened it, raising his sword eyebrows, surprised and startled.

There are hundreds of bottles and jars inside, more than 20,000 shiny spirit stones, and various herbal spirit fruits.

He did not expect the other party to support so many resources.

"these things?"

"Before going down the mountain, the elder sister gave me 10,000 spirit stones, and the rest I have accumulated over the years."

That's enough... Zhong Yan sighed in his heart, Gongsun Nuannuan even asked him for Lingshi.

Yuan Zhiqing seemed to know what he was thinking: "There are spiritual veins on the mountain, enough for cultivation, and I don't use much spiritual stones on weekdays. The medicine garden I take care of has a lot of leftovers every year besides the handed-in share."

Zhong Yan nodded and asked with a smile, "Is this considered a dowry?"

Yuan Zhiqing said, "That's right."

Zhong Yan thought for a while, then pushed back: "I can't use it for the time being, the spiritual energy in the city is thin, even if you use the Spirit Gathering formation, it is far from being able to compare with your Qifeng, you keep it for yourself, and you don't have a lot of spiritual stones to maintain the formation. Your elixir is not well planted either."

Yuan Zhiqing was silent for a while and said: "You don't need to do this, since we are husband and wife, we don't distinguish between you and me, so you don't have to feel that you will lose face by using my things."

Zhong Yan smiled and said: "You misunderstood, I will ask you again if necessary."

Yuan Zhiqing pursed her lips, looked at each other, and said seriously: "No matter what you think in your heart, here, let me tell you something, you can trust me! Do you have any questions?"

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