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Volume 1, Chapter 245 of Yan Cunzheng: A gentleman with a promise should wear ink

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    See the fastest update 245. In fact, Zi Wu didn¡¯t think too much about it, she just thought that this person was deliberately trying to seduce Zi Baifeng¡¯s promiscuous woman. The so-called selling one¡¯s body to bury his father, this kind of plot was in the story Zi Baifeng told Xiao Shitou.  There are too many women here, most of them are women with evil intentions, and there are very few good women.  This is because Zi Baifeng is not interested in the so-called "selling one's body to bury his father" plot. If he is really filial, he will be filial to his father during his lifetime, but it will be over after his death. No matter how he is buried, what does it matter?  Are we really waiting for the next life and resurrection?  Even if there is an afterlife, you and I are both passers-by, so what difference does it make?  Influenced by Zi Baifeng, Zi Wu and Zijian also had relatively new ideas and did not agree with some ethical teachings.  She didn¡¯t expect that Zi Baifeng would actually tell her that this man was Xia Junguo¡¯s spy.  "You kid, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Mrs. Zi Wu was a little unhappy. Zi Baifeng was good at everything, but he took everything on his own. Mrs. Zi Wu didn't want to put too much pressure on Zi Baifeng, but last time Zi Baifeng  Jian almost died and Zi Baifeng disappeared again, which really frightened her. She would rather know what happened than keep guessing.  The feeling of being on tenterhooks and restless is really painful.  In fact, Zi Baifeng didn¡¯t intend to tell my mother what happened. He always felt that it would be better for him to take care of this kind of thing. Wouldn¡¯t it be wrong to make my mother worried?  But these days, Zi Wu gradually showed her strong side, which made Zi Baifeng feel that it was not easy for me to pull the small stones into big ones in the world where the spiritual energy was exhausted.  .  How could such a woman be weak?  But this time, the opening of Guimoxuan allowed Zi Baifeng to see the fire burning in Zi Wu's heart. Everyone has their own dreams, but some people don't have the courage to pursue their dreams, and Zi Wu is obviously not like this.  people.  If there is anyone in this world who is absolutely trustworthy, it must be my father and mother.  Mrs. Fu Jun was also a very important person. Zi Baifeng did not hide anything and told everything he knew.  "You kid, have you told my Lao Wang about such a big thing?" Mrs. Fu Jun also shook her head.  "Not yet" Zi Baifeng scratched his head, "But I told Qianshan, Qianshan must have reported to Fu Jun." "This Lao Wang is hiding it from me again!" Fu Jun's wife was quite unhappy.  "I think it's easier to keep this woman in the store to monitor her." Ziwu asked Madam Fujun, "Sister, what do you think?" "I haven't dealt with these spies before, they are all old people.  I hope I can handle it, but it is a good idea to leave her in Guimoxuan. Guimoxuan has no secrets that cannot be told to others. Leaving her there is equivalent to putting her in a cage. She will always show her flaws.  "Bai Feng, leave it to us." Zi Wu took the questions away from Zi Baofeng and said to Zi Baofeng, "You have such a big thing to deal with, why don't you tell me earlier.  Go, don't hold back here, go and do your work. By the way, your father is lazy in the back, drag him over and be my examiner." Zi Wu pushed Zi Baifeng out.  Zi Baifeng shook his head and sighed. When I was still an aunt, I was so shy and gentle, not even daring to step out of the way. Now that I have married into my own family and become my mother, I will do whatever my father orders me to do. She is almost a grown-up.  Now that I have moved to Hedong Lion, my father has been busy decorating Guimoxuan for several days, and now he can¡¯t just be lazy in the back.  However, when my mother spoke, he naturally did not dare to say anything. He obediently went to the back and grabbed Zijian, who was half lying on the Taishi chair, and ran away by himself.  Dad is here to sell it.  " However, even if he escaped, Zi Baifeng couldn't really ignore the affairs here. It will open in two days, and Zi Baifeng always wants to increase the popularity of his Guimoxuan.  In Bishui Tower and Yuntian Pavilion, less than ten days later, the six members of Dangui Alliance gathered again.  "My little brother's Guimoxuan is opening the day after tomorrow. You can definitely come to support it." Zi Baifeng said.  "Of course." Qi Hanshan smiled and said, "I really want to see what kind of ink your Zi Baifeng makes. It must be extraordinary." Now Qi Hanshan is no longer interested in what Zi Baifeng took out.  Don't dare to underestimate it. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake they ate last time was really a rare treasure in the world. They all felt that their cultivation had improved to varying degrees. More importantly, the spiritual energy in their bodies became more and more pure.  "Brother Zi, what did you bring in the basket today? Is it the sweet-scented osmanthus cake?" Chi Yan looked at Zi Baifeng with blank eyes. His pitiful look was somewhat similar to the mountains and hills.  Today, Zi Baifeng also brought a basket. It was the same ordinary bamboo basket as last time, and it was still covered with an ordinary coarse cloth. But when he first came in, everyoneHe just focused his attention on the basket.  "You still want to eat, you glutton!" Chi Yanzi was very embarrassed. This younger brother of his was so out of style.  "By the way, my dad said it would be your sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and he would be there to support you." Chi Yanzi said.  She is not exaggerating. Zi Baifeng's sweet-scented osmanthus cake itself does not contain particularly much aura, but the key is that it is pure and soft.  In this apocalyptic age where death energy is everywhere, during cultivation, death energy will inevitably be mixed with spiritual energy, accumulating more and more.  The aura of laurel is like a softener and dredge, removing the dead energy accumulated in the body.  For them, Chi Yanbai's father, Master Chi, has made another breakthrough in his cultivation. To them, this means that his political life has been extended by another few decades. How can he be unhappy?  "I wanted to say just now that I let Chi Xiaodi take the lead." Qi Hanshan said, they belong to different forces and have different political opinions, but this does not affect their friendship.  It will take at least ten or twenty years for China to truly enter the political arena.  Zi Baifeng¡¯s help to them was treated equally and equally precious. When they reached their father¡¯s level, they all faced very similar situations. Master Chi made a breakthrough, so how could others not do the same?  As the saying goes, they all told him to bring Baifeng as a guest. However, many of them were not as likely to be present as Mr. Chi, but they would also send envoys with congratulatory messages.  "The scene the day after tomorrow is actually much bigger than I imagined." Zi Baifeng said with a bitter smile, "I didn't think carefully. I should have sent invitations to you all in advance." "No, my father said, I  I have made so many friends, but I have made the right friend with Brother Zi Ah, Brother Qi, I am not talking about you!" Before Chi Yanbai could finish his sentence, Chi Yanzi hit him on the head again, "Sister.  "Don't hit me all the time, I'll make you stupid!" "Can you be more stupid?" Chi Yanzi pouted, looking very cute.  Everyone was laughing. It was rare for these high-ranking dandy boys in Xijing to be so harmonious.  "Brother, you are now working in our Ministry of Industry. My father may not have time to go there, but my father will ask Uncle Yi to come and congratulate you." He said lying down.  The four families present here each have their own spheres of influence. He Xuwo's ??father no longer works in the Ministry of Works, but he has a greater influence on the Ministry of Works. His father is a counselor, a second-rank official, similar to the Central Office.  The secretary-general of the office is even more powerful.  The so-called Uncle Yi is Yi Bokun, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, who is also a third-rank official. Why should he lie down when he talks about it, but he sounds like his own servant butler.  Others also said that the representatives sent by their family were either ministers or ministers. The opening of a small Guimoxuan was like a grand event.  Zi Baifeng suddenly felt a lot of pressure. He scratched his head and said, "The gifts I prepared may not be enough" Zi Baifeng lifted the bamboo basket again.  Just mentioning the bamboo basket has attracted everyone¡¯s attention.  This bamboo basket gave them too many surprises last time, but now it brings great expectations to people.  Chi Yanbai sniffed hard, trying to smell the scent of osmanthus.  Chi Yanzi hit him again, Chi Yanbai touched his head and laughed.  An ordinary bamboo basket and an ordinary coarse cloth were uncovered, and nine extremely exquisite brocade boxes were revealed, with the word "Dangui" written on them.  Five of them are slightly smaller in shape, light yellow in color, and slightly lively.  The other four are in thick purple-red color, which makes them look more high-end.  "What is this?" Chi Yanbai guessed first: "Donkey rolling? Silver wire rolls?" Zi Baifeng just shook his head and guessed wrong.  "I guess it's Mo?" Xing Qulang guessed correctly.  Zi Baifeng first took out the box with five small dots.  When the crystal-clear Guiqing ink was taken out of the brocade box, it attracted everyone's attention.  Chi Yanbai twitched his nose again and smelled the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. His eyes widened and he said, "Can you eat ink?" Pa, he was beaten.  These four pieces of ink are different from the previous ones. They were specially reprocessed by Zi Baifeng.  If we talk about size, it is even smaller than the previous small ink, but the five molds were processed separately. After the molds were taken out, Zi Baifeng carved and modified it with his skillful hands, and it became what it looks like now.  "This is Pei Mo." Zi Baifeng said.  "Wear ink? Can we still wear ink?" No one has heard of it.  "Yes." Zi Baifeng is very sure that it can be done. He has tried it. The texture of this ink is harder. It is not afraid of water immersion or ordinary wiping. As long as it is not vigorous,If you grind it, the color will not fade and it will look like black jade, with enough hardness and color.  "Wear this ink on your body, and the spiritual energy will seep into your body while walking, which is of great benefit to your body. If you want to use it, it's easy. After polishing, just wipe it clean with a cloth and wear it again.  " There are five pieces of ink, each with a different style. Below it is a cylindrical piece of ink about three centimeters high. The hollow carvings on it are the zodiac signs of the five people. There is also a word engraved under the zodiac sign. Chi Yan is white.  Chi Yan is purple, and so on.  Previous Chapter Return to Table of Contents Next Chapter
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