When Xie Tao said the sentence "Select a day to enter the niche", Xie Qingyun felt something settled in his mind, and the fit between his soul and this body reached a perfect state, and many vague memories gradually became clear. He couldn't help but feel a little awesome. If he had not fulfilled his wish for the second personality, he still didn't know what would happen.

Fortunately, I finally kept my promise, brother, please rest in peace...

All courtyards in Xie Mansion are designed very well. In Fengming Courtyard, there are all kinds of gardens, rockery, pavilions and towers. There are more than 30 rooms in the wing room alone, including independent kitchens, laundry rooms, stables, etc.

Xie Qingyun sat next to the stone desk in the atrium. Yu Geng led more than 20 servants and maids into the courtyard, stood in front of Xie Qingyun, and shouted together: "I have seen Master Qingyun."

"Uncle Yu, why are there so many?" Xie Qingyun felt that he was only alone and wasting more than 20 manpower to take care of him, which was simply too luxurious.

Yu Geng smiled and said, "Not too much, no matter how much, the second master is worried that the young master will not be able to live well, so he even sent the young man here, so he will take care of this Fengmingyuan in the future."

This is probably what Fengmingyuan manager means.

Xie Qingyun said happily: "Then it's a blessing for Uncle Yu." He really asked him to assign himself, and he knew nothing about who should do what. It would be great to have a familiar face to help him manage it.

"It is a villain's honor to be able to take care of Young Master Qingyun." Yu Geng immediately entered the role, dispatched one by one, and arranged tasks for everyone in an orderly manner. When the people were all busy with their own affairs, he bowed to Xie Qingyun, "Young Master, starting today, Xi Yuxuan will deliver the fees according to the standards of each hospital every month, and the things should be delivered later."

Xie Qingyun said casually: "Uncle Yu himself knows it. I guarantee that everyone can eat, so don't care too much about me." He can't even enter the role of a noble son of a noble family at once. "By the way, according to the cost, how much does Fengmingyuan cost every month?"

"For example, silver is based on the standards of the Second Master Courtyard, with 800 jin per month." Yu Geng said with a smile.

"What? So much!" Xie Qingyun jumped up all of a sudden, his current property still couldn't reach that number. He slowly calmed down and ordered, "I have two things to hand over to you."

"Please give me instructions, my son." Yu Geng said.

"The first thing is to allocate 440 guan to Chen Liang's mansion, and then he said he would compensate the two maids. Remember to ask him to send the body back to the other person."

"The second thing is that you go to the temple in person, bring enough carriages, and take my friends and the owner of the Huang Court. By the way, which restaurant in the city is better cooked in the food, order a table and I want to have a banquet."

Yu Geng responded one by one, then smiled and said, "I happened to have two things to say."

"Say." Xie Qingyun said.

"The first thing was that the Taoist court sent someone to send two letters just now." Yu Geng took out the letter from his arms and handed it to him respectfully, "The one who sent the letter was Taoist Master Sun Hao and Sun, a high disciple of the Taoist court. He said he was waiting outside the door for the young master to reply."

"Why is it another letter?" Xie Qingyun took it and took a look with a headache. One came from Baiyun Temple Institute and the other came from Luo Shi's little brother, "What else is there?"

"The second master said, take the young master to a good place to welcome you to the evening, so please be sure to spare time."

Xie Qingyun said, "I remember. Don't let Master Sun wait outside the door, go and invite him in."

Lao Huang helped me so much, I still have to give him face and reply to the letter... When Xie Qingyun thought of this, he walked through the front hall and entered the master bedroom, climbed the twelve-level steps, and came to the study on the second floor of the master bedroom.

The design of the study is clever, surrounded by the walls of the book pavilion, and a plum blossom screen stands on the windowsill in the northeast corner. The bright sunlight shines through the screen, just sprinkling on the long book case made of rosewood.

The desk is about three feet tall. There is a warm yellow cushion in front of the desk, and two exquisite palace lanterns hanging down from the beam. The desk is full of pens, ink, paper and ink, and even the ink has been ground, so it is ready to write for the owner at any time.

On both sides of the bookshelf were vases that were taller than others, with pink corals inserted in the vases, and the incense burner in the corner was slowly wafting with smoke, and the room was filled with refreshing fragrance.

From then on

, This is my study... Xie Qingyunhuan looked at it for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief. I wonder why Xie Baoshu was so arrogant and gave up such a generous life back then.

He sat down in front of the desk, spread the two letters on the desk, first disassembled Luo Shi's letter. The first half of the letter was a greeting as usual, and the second half was probably praising his actions and achievements at Yun Miaofeng, and finally clicking on the Feixian Festival.

"I heard that my brother suppressed bandits in Yinshan, and his body was full of poisonous magic. Natural disasters and obstacles were constantly transformed into the barbarians. Then, he learned the secret realm, killed the demon ancestor, and killed the giant god. I dared not speak nonsense, but it was never before. I admired him and the gods admired him, but he forced him to do something bad. I didn't have a moment of trouble. Fortunately, I asked my friend to hold the pen..."

The little brother is very busy, he doesn't even have time to write a letter, and he also needs a friend to write for him... Xie Qingyun's face is strange. Later, he probably said that when he heard that Dongli was going to hold a Feixian Festival, he applied to Lao Mo to attend the meeting. On the one hand, he saw the excitement, and on the other hand, he could find him to gather. But Lao Mo asked him to go to seclusion and practiced in seclusion and refused to let him go, so he expressed deep regret for the meeting.

He wrote a reply, probably saying that Feixian Xiaohui had nothing good to watch. When the Feixian Festival that really affects the heavens and all worlds begins, he can get together well. He also told him to listen to Lao Mo's words and go to seclusion. Only cultivation is the truth that will last forever... If he knew Luo Shi's true cultivation, he would probably swallow the embarrassing letter paper.

Next was the letter from Li Jianyuan, Baiyunguan. He really couldn't understand why Li Jianyu wrote to him again.

I am just a little person, with a dignified Baiyun Temple, and I am also a top family in the Taoist system. The second leader of this top family doesn’t live her decent life. What letters should I write to me all day long? If it weren’t for Lao Huang, I wouldn’t bother to pay attention to you.

He sighed, opened the envelope and looked:

"Fellow Daoist Qingyun:"

"The words of the king are still like swords, weapons, and killing. When you read them, you will be like escaping from the Supreme Wonderful Realm and meeting all the heroes of swords; without silk and bamboo orchestras, you can also express your secret feelings with a sonorous and smooth manner, which is the true nature."...

Xie Qingyun sneered when he saw this, knowing that this woman likes to be polite and then soldiers, and I don’t know how to bury him later. However, the previous few paragraphs were all praise words. When I read it, I felt sincere and thoughtful, as if it was what she thought and what she said in her heart, and it was very helpful to read it.

When I reached the second page, the topic of the conversation turned sharply:

"The so-called practice is concentration, and those who are conservative of the mean are the most holy of the Tao. The king's movement is at the sharp sword, but the green edge is easy to break, and the hundred forgings are still rough and scattered, which is abandoned by the essence; the king's words are chiseled in the pretentiousness, and the empty fire of life is also the dark realm of death, and they are in harmony. Those who are generous in life do not teach each other fishing, so why not be as beautiful as the mayflies or summer insects?"

When Xie Qingyun saw this, he couldn't help but feel silent. The general meaning of this passage is: The level of merit depends on the clarity of the state of concentration. Only by maintaining a balance between the two can we reach the highest level of Tao. Your Xie Qingyun's behavior is as sharp as a sword, but if the sword is too hard, it will easily break (almost refers to his behavior of killing Yun Qi and his wife). After hundreds of forgings, for real magic weapons, it is no different from stones, so too hard behavior is abandoned by "Tao".

Xie Qingyun did not take the first and half of the sentences to heart, the focus was on the last half of the sentence: Why did you deliberately act like a carved word? Life and death are at the junction of virtual fire and dark domains. They are not independent, but intersect with each other. If you are really as generous as you think, it is better to share your life with microorganisms and summer insects who have never seen winter as you teach the technology of making nets to fishermen.

Actually, it implies that if you really don’t care about the great way as you think, why not give your chance to survive to that actor?

This nun has such sharp words, clever angles, and clever insights. I was speechless... Xie Qingyun sighed and wrote in her reply: I have been taught.

In order to question the Taoist nun, he said so much that he had no room for maneuver. Of course, if he thought carefully, there would still be loopholes to dig in. If he did that, his mind would be too narrow and he would just debate, not fighting for life and death. He only hoped that this letter would make the Taoist nun calm down and not disturb his life again.

Chen Mansion.

Chen Liang gave it to his home

He took leave at home on the grounds of proposing marriage, but was idle all day long, which really made him unable to sit still. He wore casual clothes and planned to go to the streets to patrol. At this time, the serviceman came to report:

"Master, someone from Zhongyong Hou's Mansion asked for a visit."

"oh?"

Chen Liang followed the officer to the atrium. The person who was looking for a visit seemed to be an officer, and he brought two strong men to the atrium to put it down.

"Is this?" He was a little confused.

"My Lord Dian," said the servant, "My son ordered me to send the money, totaling 440 stakes, and pay the two deceased. The son said, "You are troubled and sent the money and the body to the two families."

I thought Xie Xianshi was just talking, but I didn’t expect that... Chen Liang understood it as soon as he heard it, “Please tell Xie Xianshi, this matter must be handled openly.”

He sent the trooper out of the door, and when he walked away, he was about to do it, he suddenly slapped his head, "Oh, I forgot to pass on Miss Wanwan's letters."

"Forget it, I'll go by myself later."

He turned around and called the servant, "You go to the Public Security Bureau and call Ma Yong and Sha Jingtong over."

The service was about to go, and soon after, two guards were brought over. Ma Yong said in confusion, "Didn't you take leave and go to take care of your marriage?"

"You want to talk too much." Chen Liang glared at him, and then ordered, "Go, send the bodies of the two maids back to their house, and bring the money with you. Listen, don't give me a penny less, this is Xie Xianshi's money."

He opened the box and looked both guards straight. This was their salary for several years. Ma Yong swallowed his saliva, "Xie Xianshi is really a trustworthy person. He said that he would pay for him after beating Wuwei Hou. It was really not ambiguous at all."

Seeing that Chen Liang was about to go out after he finished his order, Ma Yong smiled and said, "Sir, are you going to see the bride-to-be?"

"I'm going to patrol, I'm so tired at home." Chen Liang twisted his neck.

"Then you still take leave..." Ma Yong murmured.

"Go and do business." Chen Liang turned around and stared at him. He walked to Chen Liang and said mysteriously, "Sir, do you know who I saw on the way I came just now?"

"Who?" Chen Liang frowned.

"Qi Shaosi's wife, Wu Xiuru." Ma Yong said.

"I see it when I see it, what's the matter?" Chen Liang said.

Ma Yong looked around and lowered his voice, "I saw her entering the uncle's mansion."

"You have a trick in your mind, right?" Chen Liang rolled his eyes, "Don't you know they are brothers and sisters?"
Chapter completed!