As soon as he got home, the naughty child shouted happily: "Mom! Look, my big tiger!"

His mother rushed over after hearing the news and was almost scared to death. So she could only say carefully: "No such thing is there! Why are you riding on a tiger? Get off quickly."

The little brat didn't listen to the old mother, but instead twisted his butt on the tiger and said, "This is the tiger I borrowed. I'll ask Xiaoyu to come and take a look later."

The old mother said patiently: "Okay, OK, come down quickly. How rude." She apologized and smiled at Zhang Ying. She had just learned what was going on from her servant.

The little brat got off the tiger happily, and then his mother pulled the little brat over with quick eyes and hands, skillfully put him on his thigh and beat him hard on his butt.

"I told you to ride a tiger! I told you to be disobedient! I told you to run around!" At this moment, she still looked like a kind and filial mother. She slapped her and made the little brat scream.

Just now, she was afraid of disturbing the tiger, so she used a delaying strategy to numb her son. When her son came down from the tiger's back, she could find a way to find a dagger and beat the disobedient boy.

The little brat was beaten to cry, and then the maid took it to the backyard. Mrs. Zhou, who beat her son, finally let out a sigh. She smiled apologetically at Zhang Ying and said, "It makes the guests laugh. The tutoring is not strict, and the child is naughty."

Master Zhou seems to be not at home, so Mrs. Zhou can only come out to receive guests. There is no woman in this world who cannot speak in public. There are many women who have the strength, which is much more effective than empty feminism.

After chatting for a few words, they communicated their names. Mrs. Zhou looked at Chi Chao and said, "This tiger looks extraordinary and extraordinary. It should not be an ordinary beast."

Zhang Ying returned: "This is a spiritual beast, stronger than an ordinary beast. And it is perfect." Zhang Ying said, Chi Chao nodded as if he was dealing with it, and continued to lie on the ground.

At this time, Zhang Ying saw the little kid hiding behind the screen and leaning out his head. His tears were not dry at this time. He looked at Chi Chao and didn't dare to come out, for fear that his mother would beat him up again. Seeing him like this, Zhang Ying remembered his childhood. When he was a child, his family was poor and could not afford to buy toys. He also longed to look at other children's toys.

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Although this little kid is not poor, the desire is the same.

"If Madam doesn't mind, my tiger can be lent to Mr. Ling for a few days. After all, I have collected the money." Zhang Ying suddenly said to Mrs. Zhou. Chi Chao beside him looked up at him in surprise, and the tiger looked confused.

"Is this... this convenient?" Mrs. Zhou said hesitantly, but there was also a joy on her face that could not be concealed. There was no mother who didn't love her children, and the child wanted to beat her. This was education, but it also had to be satisfied. This was responsibility.

The little brat who eavesdropped behind the screen could not hold back now, and immediately ran out, cheering and hugging Chi Chao's confused tiger head. This tiger head was bigger than his body!

When Mrs. Zhou saw her son's joy, she had to raise her face and say, "Then you won't thank you uncle yet!"

At this time, the little brat finally showed good education from a wealthy family. He straightened his clothes and bowed to Zhang Ying, "Thank you uncle!"

Zhang Ying waved his hand and said, "It's okay. This tiger is called Chichao. You can take him to play, he can understand human words."

The little brat nodded, grabbed Chi Chao's scalp and tried hard. Chi Chao could only stand up helplessly and follow the little brat out. A servant next to him also quickly followed and served his young master.

As soon as the little brat left, Mrs. Zhou said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang. I might as well say anything about the reward for Mr. Zhang." She smiled reservedly, of course she did not really take the silver melon seed as a reward.

"No need! The reward has been paid. Let the young master meet my favor, otherwise I would not agree even if there is a thousand taels of gold." Zhang Ying smiled.

In this way, Mrs. Zhou was even more friendly to Zhang Ying and her smile was much more friendly.

Not long after, a voice came from the door: "Master, you are back!". This was the doorman notifying the owner of the house that he had arrived. This sentence from the wealthy family was not in vain. Usually, this sentence makes the whole house busy.

Mrs. Zhou also got up to greet her husband. As a guest, Zhang Ying also got up to look over. At this time, he saw a man and a monk walking in.

The two of them entered the house while talking. Then the monk saw someone in the house and immediately said, "Since the director has a guest, I'll disturb you next time."

Director Zhou did not try to keep him, waved his hand to him and said, "Then I won't send it."

The monk bowed to Mrs. Zhou, nodded to Zhang Ying, and then turned around and left. A servant sent him away.

Lord Zhou turned around and looked at Zhang Ying, looked up and down for a while, and said, "Who is this?"

Mrs. Zhou quickly told him what happened today. After listening to his wife's words, Mr. Zhou also smiled. He said: "You are naughty, but Brother Zhang is intent!"

After a while, the servant reported that the meal was ready. Lord Zhou invited Zhang Ying to the table and started to eat and chat.

The dining table was indeed a good place to chat. Not long after, Zhang Ying roughly learned about the situation of the Zhou family. Master Zhou’s full name was Zhou Jian, who had been learning swordsmanship in Ziyun Mountain, Jianzhou since he was a child. However, his talent was not good and his progress was slow. When he was thirty, with his strength as the fifth level of Qi training, he took a job in Quyu County’s Quyu Department. After a few years, he was promoted to the director of the Quyu Department, married a beautiful wife, and gave birth to a child. Although his practice progressed slowly, he was very proud in other aspects.

At the same time, Zhang Ying also fabricated a monk who was born in a small family and was traveling.

After three rounds of drinking, the two of them also brought a closer distance. Zhang Ying asked, "Since you are from the Taiwan Sword Sect, do you have any ideas to send Zhou Rui to learn swords?"

Zhou Jian put down his wine glass and sighed and said, "To be honest, I don't want to learn swords. It's too hard to learn swords! After getting started, you have to polish your body to cultivate qi and blood. When the blood and qi are cultivated to a certain extent, you have to forge the sword embryo. After the sword embryo is forged, you will start to use essence and blood to nourish the sword and combine the sword with spirit. If you can't get started before the age of sixteen, your body will lose its deficit because of raising the sword. This will damage the foundation life span, and the worst will cause death to disappear."

"I have been here all the way, and now I am afraid when I think about it. I only have Ruier, so how can I bear to see him suffer and suffer? But if this person does not practice, it will be difficult for him to succeed in the future, which is really difficult!"

After saying that, he drank another heavy glass of wine. After Mrs. Zhou filled him with the glass, she said carefully: "It would be better to send Rui'er to Jijiu Temple. In addition to not being able to drink, she can also get married and have children normally, and can also practice..."

"Nothing!" Zhou Jian knocked his wine glass hard and said to his wife: "I am from the Taoist lineage, how can I send my son to the Buddhist lineage! Do you look down on my master?"

Mrs. Zhou immediately became silent and her eyes turned red. Master Zhou also felt that his tone became heavy and said to Mrs. Zhou: "My wife does not understand the way of practice and is unclear about this path. Don't say that if you send Rui'er to Jijiu Temple in the future, Rui'er is also my son. How can I harm him!"

When the lady heard this, she felt that her husband was right. She apologized to Zhang Ying and said, "I was the one who said nothing! You guys can use it, I'll go and see Rui'er." After that, she hurriedly left.

When Mrs. Zhou left, Zhou Jian sighed and said, "A kind mother is a bad son. She only saw the scenery in front of those monks, but she didn't know the dangers in it."

Zhang Ying quickly toasted a glass of wine and asked curiously: "There are still risks in this?"

Zhou Jian drank a sip of wine and said, "The Jijiu Temple in Quyu County is built with a 'alcohol smell'. This is not the kind of alcohol smell that smells. This 'alcohol smell' is the 'alcohol smell' that people emit!"

The alcohol here has three meanings. The first is the smell of wine and the smell of wine. The second is the "qi" emitted by the substance of wine. After all, all things are composed of qi, so wine naturally has "vine smell". The third is the "vine smell" emitted by the hearts of the drinker. This is the "vine smell" of "wine sex, wealth and energy".

The second level of wine-flavored monk cannot be used. If it can be used, it will be used by monks from the Taoist lineage. Because this is a different concept.

The monks use the third level of alcohol and practice by relying on people's desire for alcohol. This is what conforms to their practice philosophy. For the monks in Jijiu Temple, the more people drink in this world, the better, and the more alcohol you will be.

But in the same way, in order to indulge in it and transcend it, these monks do not drink wine. As long as they dip in wine, they will immediately break their skills and will not practice for decades! Therefore, there are no taboos for monks in Jijiu Temple, except drinking!

They can kill because they do not practice murderous aura. They can get married because they do not practice "sexual energy", and they can make money because they do not practice "wealth energy". They cannot do whatever they cultivate. This is the way monks in this world practice.

If you practice "joyfulness", you can't be happy, you will die! So Tianzhu Temple was destroyed! This is too inhumane, you can't even be happy, why are you a human being?

Having said so much, I got back to the topic.

Zhou Jian took a few sips of wine and continued: "For this reason, the monks from Jijiu Temple strongly promoted wine. In the surrounding restaurants, restaurants, brothels, restaurants, and even grocery shops, as long as there are wine-related businesses, they all participate in the shares, and they are even the big boss themselves."

"So, the director of the Liquor Department, is so important in Quyu County! This is a small department in other places, but in Quyu County, I am a first-class organization here! All liquor tax, production, and transportation are under our jurisdiction!"

He smiled, grabbed the wine glass in his hand and said, "Quyu County, 90% of the taxes are collected by our wine department a year. I'm not afraid of you to make fun of it. This big mansion, and even the money from Ruier's sword embryo in the future, is earned by this!"

"Little brother, I think you are not ordinary. Do you want to ask for an errand under your brother? I will guarantee that you will not have to worry about the merits of cultivation in a few years!" Zhou Jian said with a smile.
Chapter completed!