Chapter 90: Spirit Guardian Grass Man, Anping Town Harvest Festival

Zhao Xing looked back and saw that it was the musician Jiang Jiuxian who was walking towards him.

Before the banquet started, he heard Zong Shichang introduce this man as an official in the Nanyang Music Hall and Lu Qian's senior brother.

"Qianqian, don't trust others easily or you will be deceived." Jiang Jiuxian had a serious face and his eyes were sharp when he fell on Zhao Xing's face.

"Senior Brother Jiang?" Lu Qian was a little unhappy. "Are you eavesdropping on our conversation?"

Seeing that Lu Qian seemed unconvinced, Jiang Jiuxian quickly said, "How rare are new war lyrics and war songs? If they are really for sale, they must be written by a great master. How could they be found in a small Gucheng? What's more, he is not even a musician, but just an unreliable Si Nong."

Zhao Xing was unhappy. What did he mean by just a Minister of Agriculture?
Do you look down on Sinon?

"Brother Jiang, you can say that I am a liar, but don't attack my profession." Zhao Xing said.

Jiang Jiuxian snorted, "Don't call me a brother. If it weren't for Zong Shichang's sake, I would have exposed you in public. If you have self-knowledge, go downstairs quickly while not many people know about it. Don't play tricks here."

He had already become unhappy with Zhao Xing when the dance and music ended.

Everyone else is giving tips, but you are the only one with nothing. Do you understand the rules?

Afterwards, the junior sister he liked took the initiative to dance in front of this man. It was unknown what sweet words this man said to make the junior sister lose her mind!
Before Zhao Xing could say anything, Lu Qian argued, "Brother, you don't understand. He is not what you think."

Jiang Jiuxuan felt even more sad when he heard this.

It's so infuriating. What do you mean I don't understand? How come you understand him after just chatting for a while?
"Junior sister, please wake up!" Jiang Jiuxian's voice unconsciously rose.

Seeing that Jiang Jiuxian was still trying to stop her, Lu Qian was also a little displeased: "Jiang Jiuxian, I have my own judgment on the facts, and you don't need to interfere. Shouting and disturbing others is not what a musician should do? Get out of the way!"

After saying that, Lu Qian pulled Zhao Xing and walked around him.

Jiang Jiuxian was so furious that his head was about to smoke and his eyes were murderous.

Seeing that he could not persuade her, he immediately ran to find Liu Muqing and the other girls in the Music Palace.

After he made such a fuss, he gathered together all the guests who were watching the moon in the private room on the top floor.

"Brother Jiang, what happened? Why are you knocking on the door so urgently?" Zong Shichang was a little unhappy. I was just about to touch Miss Liu's hand, and you were knocking on the door so hard. Do you have any sense at all?
"Brother, Miss Liu, please follow me. Lu Qian has been deceived. I can't persuade her. Please go and wake her up."

"What?" Liu Muqing came back to her senses, "What do you mean by being cheated?"

Jiang Jiuxian briefly explained what had just happened.

Zong Shichang felt uncomfortable. How dare you say my adoptive father is a liar? Don't I know whether he is a liar or not? Besides, you are making such a big fuss. Where can I save my face?

"Brother Jiang, I advise you not to make a big fuss. I know Brother Zhao well, and he would never do anything without a purpose."

He was advising Jiang Jiuxian not to bring humiliation upon himself.

After what happened just now, Zong Shichang’s confidence in Zhao Xing was simply overflowing.

But Jiang Jiuxian said:

"Shichang, you are the Minister of Agriculture, you don't understand, how can it be so easy to create war lyrics and war songs for musicians?"

"..." Zong Shichang was even more upset when he saw Jiang Jiuxian's attack directly on the profession. But because of Liu Muqing, he couldn't get angry.

Seeing that everyone was gathering around him, he had no choice but to follow him to find Zhao Xing and Lu Qian.

“Open the door!” “Open the door!”

"Miss Lu, is Brother Zhao in there?"

"Qian'er..."

Outside the private room, a group of people were knocking on the door.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Qian opened the door and looked at the people at the door in surprise.

Zong Shichang said, "Brother Jiang said you were cheated. Is that true?"

Lu Qian's gaze towards Jiang Jiuxian suddenly became fierce: "Jiang Jiuxian, didn't I tell you to stop caring?"

Jiang Jiuxian was drunk and didn't care about so much: "As for him, whether he is a liar or not, just call him out and we will know it once we see him!"

There were also musicians and dancers nearby who chimed in: "Qian'er, the high-quality new war lyrics and war music are too amazing. If it were me, I wouldn't believe it either."

"War lyrics, war music, war dance, it's already a great achievement to be able to create one of them, let alone two at once?"

Lu Qian glared at Jiang Jiuxian and said, "Why are you shouting? He's gone."

gone?

Zong Shichang, Liu Muqing and others looked at each other.

The other guests were also a little confused. Could it be that he ran away because he was afraid that the truth would be exposed?
Jiang Jiuxian became even more excited: "If he wasn't guilty, how could he leave without saying goodbye? Junior sister, haven't you come to your senses yet? He is a..."

Lu Qian was too lazy to argue with him and directly took out a folded book of water-rippled paper from her arms.

When this water-rippled paper folded book appeared.

Jiang Jiuxian's words were abruptly interrupted.

Because he felt a strong "surge", this feeling even made him tremble all over and he couldn't speak.

The rest of the musicians were the same, their eyes were involuntarily attracted by the water ripple stickers.

The dancer was better, after all, there were only war songs and war lyrics, but the war dance part was missing.

But I was also shocked.

This is clearly the feeling of the original post!

"It's actually true?"

"Can you feel it?"

"This is at least a war song and war lyrics that can be cultivated to the seventh level, right?"

"You said too little. If it is passed on, the upper limit will be even higher!"

"It is definitely the original one. Only the original one can be so powerful."

Jiang Jiuxian's face turned pale and his eyes were dull. He didn't expect to be slapped in the face.

Seeing this, Lu Qian put away the water pattern sticker again and stared at Jiang Jiuxian with cold eyes:
"Jiang Jiuxian, I usually call you Senior Brother because you joined earlier. Do you really think that you are so skilled and have a vision far superior to mine?"

"How can you treat me like a child?"

Lu Qian felt humiliated. She thought Jiang Jiuxian treated her like a child. Didn’t she have any ability to appreciate things?
Jiang Jiuxian felt so ashamed that he was speechless.

It was Zong Shichang who smoothed things over: "Okay, Brother Jiang was drunk, and the misunderstanding has been resolved. Come on, let's continue playing music and dancing. I have something good to show you. Let's go!"

Then he pushed everyone away.

Liu Muqing didn't leave, because Lu Qian kept her. Good things should be shared with best friends, as for others, they will not have the chance to see the original.

After closing the door, Liu Muqing stared at the water pattern sticker: "Qian'er, is this really given to you by Zhao Xing? Didn't you buy it from somewhere else?"

Lu Qian smiled and opened the watermark sticker: "Qing'er, there is a music score on it, you will know it once you play it."

The river pattern sticker was opened, and two big characters "Li Hun" were written on it.

Liu Muqing walked to the piano and began to play according to the war music.

"It's a ceremony to drum."

"Chuan Ba ​​Xi Dai Wu."

"The beautiful lady is singing and dancing."

"Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums."

"It will last forever."

As the lyrics rang out, Liu Muqing seemed to see a scene in which sages from ancient times were offering sacrifices to gods in the Temple of Heaven Square. The sound of war drums rang out closely, and the flower gods were singing. The weather changed from spring to autumn in a short period of time, repeating over and over again.

Ritual is for sacrifice, and soul is the spirit of qi.

This is a farewell song after offering sacrifices to the gods.

The sound of the piano resonates with heaven and earth, and seems to have the effect of dispersing ghosts and sending away evil spirits!
"This..." After Liu Muqing played it twice, she quickly felt a strange yet familiar feeling, "Could this be an extension of "Six Songs"?"

"That's right." Lu Qian nodded, "That's what he said."

"Since it was derived from the Six Songs, there must be more than just "Li Hun"?" Liu Muqing suddenly thought of something.

"I guess so. Unfortunately, just when I was about to ask, Jiang Jiuxian ruined my plan. In order not to make things difficult for Zong Shichang, he just left... Humph, Jiang Jiuxian, you're really hateful!" Lu Qian was very angry.

"Okay, forget about Jiang Jiuxian. Qian'er, your sparrow feather robe was not thrown away in vain." Liu Muqing joked, "You can even exchange it for an original war song... If you ask me, it would be better if you throw in ten or eight more."

"You thought it was a gift? I bought it."

"That's a pity. Qian'er, your hope of marrying me has been dashed."

"Qing'er, what are you doing? You want to be beaten!" "..."

Zhao Xing returned to his home in Pingkangfang under the moonlight.

At this time, Zhao Ruide took his wife and children out to play and had not returned yet.

"The trip to Wangyue Tower was worthwhile. Not only did I solve a problem, but I was also able to get a few preaching paintings in return." Zhao Xing washed his face.

After giving "The Spirit of Ritual" to Lu Qian, the other party promised to find at least two preaching paintings.

In addition to the one that Zong Shichang mentioned, he could buy another one with the money he had, which meant he could get almost four missionary paintings.

As for whether it is worth selling? In Zhao Xing's opinion, it is worth it.

From now on, these war poems and war songs will be of no use. Once the dynasty of destiny collapses, the practitioners of etiquette, music, and dance will all fall into dust and become minor arts.

As time goes by, some professions rise to the top, while others fall into obscurity. Now he is short of money, and if he can sell it for emergency use, then sell it, since it is free money anyway.

"I hope Master Zong and Miss Lu can help and get some good paintings for preaching."

Putting this matter aside for the moment, Zhao Xing began to practice the introductory chapter of "The Great Dream of Spring and Autumn".

[You have collected the sleepy bug in your soul. You have gained some understanding of the sleepy bug spell. Spell progress +10]

[You have collected the sleepy bug in your soul. You have gained some understanding of the sleepy bug spell. Spell progress +12]

[You released the sleepy bug...]

……

After practicing the sleepyhead spell for half a night, Zhao Xing fell into a deep sleep. The next morning, he went to the Sinongjian to practice as usual.

Although it would be difficult to improve the progress of the Four Methods of Time in a short period of time, Zhao Xing did not give up.

He believed that this daily training was not in vain, it was just that the progress was so small that it was less than 1 point. With time, he would be able to break through the bottleneck sooner or later.

The little bobcat lay lazily on the locust tree, then picked up a locust leaf with its claws and took a bite.

"Meow~"

It didn’t taste good, so the bobcat vomited it out again.

"Is this delicious? You must be really hungry. Let me take you to find something to eat."

Zhao Xing looked at the time and decided to take Shanmao to Chen's house for a meal.

It is still too early for the Tianyuan pear tree he planted to bloom and bear fruit.

"Meow." The bobcat's ears pricked up. When it heard the food, it immediately jumped onto Zhao Xing's shoulder.

Sinong generally eats well.

When Zhao Xing arrived, Chen Shijie was having a big dinner at home.

"A second-grade premium ingredient, large yellow croaker? You also added cooked rehmannia root and Chinese wolfberry?"

"Yam and white eel stew? To nourish the lungs, strengthen the body and nourish the yang?"

"And Silver Ear Pengque? Hey, it's stewed so deliciously!"

"Hey, why is there Chinese wolfberry in this slow-cooked golden pheasant? It's also a yang-boosting drug. Sir Chen, you should take good rest and don't overwork yourself..."

Chen Shijie glanced at Zhao Xing and said, "Who did you learn this weird skill from? Can you please eat properly?"

"Hehe." Zhao Xing stopped teasing Chen Shijie, but looking at the food he knew that Gui Niang must have stayed in the Chen Mansion for the past two days.

The two were enjoying a table full of delicious food when suddenly a big yellow croaker jumped out from the ground.

The yellow croaker is twice as big as the bobcat. The little bobcat tilted its head back to bite, and its body was completely blocked by the yellow croaker.

Both Zhao Xing and Chen Shijie ate very quickly, almost like they were devouring the whole meal in no time. This was a habit they developed in the army.

"Tomorrow is the Harvest Festival, are you going out of town?" Chen Shijie asked after eating.

"Yes." Zhao Xing nodded. "Anping Town is the land tax area I am responsible for. The last wave of Yuan rice is being harvested. I have to go over and take a look."

"Call Shen Zhui, I'll give you another straw man." Chen Shijie waved his hand, and a straw man wearing a straw raincoat and a straw hat suddenly ran out from the back hall.

Zhao Xing took a look, but couldn't figure out anything.

"The guardian grass figurine." Chen Shijie introduced, "There are two sword energies stored inside, imitating the sword skills of a friend of mine in the army. Even the guardian grass figurine of mine cannot be made in Nanyang County."

It is unlikely that Xuantian Sect will take action in September, but just in case, Chen Shijie still gave Zhao Xing a layer of insurance.

"Awesome." Zhao Xing gave a thumbs up. The guardian straw man was a mid-level spell, and it was extremely difficult to practice. The one made by Chen Shijie was even more extraordinary. After taking a look at it using the Five Elements Observation Technique, Zhao Xing actually felt a stinging pain in his eyes.

The material used to weave the straw man is not ordinary material. It is full of the power of metal. The overall structure is very precise, completely locking the two sword energies inside and preventing them from leaking out.

Such a guardian grass man can be used for a long time, and as long as it is not damaged, it can last for three to five years!
Zhao Xing used the Five Elements to observe objects, but could only vaguely feel the sharpness at close range and could not see the tricks inside at all.

Chen Shijie was also quite pleased with Zhao Xing's praise. He wanted Zhao Xing to join the army, so naturally he had to show some tricks to attract him.

"Then I'll take my leave first." Zhao Xing left after eating, decisively. He knew that Chen Shijie didn't like nonsense.

Around the autumnal equinox is the time to harvest the last wave of Yuan rice.

If the rice is not harvested by October, it will rot in the fields and the people will not be able to grow a new crop.

Anping Town is also under the jurisdiction of Shen Zhui, but he doesn't have to be there often. Minor fights between ordinary people do not require too much force to resolve.

Zhao Xing and Shen Zhui were riding in a government-issued carriage. The carriage itself had a third-level defense capability, and the horse pulling the carriage also had the blood of an exotic beast, with a bulge on its head, thick limbs, and black-purple hooves.

"The purple-horned horse pulls the carriage. Brother Shen is rich now and has this kind of vehicle." Zhao Xing teased.

"Don't make fun of me. This is just a breeding stock with a little bit of exotic animal blood."

If the bloodline is pure, then there should be purple horns on the top of the head and the hooves should also be purple, instead of the current black and purple color.

Real purple-horned horses are usually war horses. However, Shen Zhui was able to get a carriage like this, which was considered promising, at least proving that Wu Si valued him.

"Drive~"

The carriage sped along the official road and arrived at Anping Town in less than half an hour.

At this time, fields everywhere are golden. Farmers are harvesting rice in the fields, women are turning the rice on the ground, and children are picking rice ears. After bundling them into bundles, they hand them over to their elders as if to announce good news.

The scene is beautiful and peaceful, just like the name of Anping Town.

Suddenly, the sky became dark and dark clouds floated in the distance, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

"Brother Zhao, hurry up!" Shen Zhui said hurriedly.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Zhao Xing smiled and pointed to the sky. A bead wrapped in golden light flew into the sky and disappeared into the clouds.

It is the fourth-level Donghu Pearl.

Although this fourth-level Donghu Pearl has an ice attribute, it can also be used to absorb rain and clouds.

Normal agriculture officials did not use Donghu beads, but the official treasure "Yunyu beads", which were specially used to regulate rainfall.

Although this Donghu pearl is not specially used to absorb clouds and rain, it is of high grade and therefore its effect is not bad.

After a while, the dark clouds faded, and after a quarter of an hour, they completely turned into white clouds.

"Swoosh~" The ice bead returned to Zhao Xing's hand, and the blue light on it became brighter.

The farmers, who were originally busy preparing to take shelter from the rain and harvest crops, have returned to their calm.

"Brother Zhao is good at magic." Shen Zhui drove with a smile and continued to patrol the fields with Zhao Xing.

Anping Town, the Niu family’s fields.

At this time, a group of rice pickers were resting under the warehouse shed after harvesting the first rice for their master.

Among them was a middle-aged man with plain looks, prominent cheekbones, and sturdy hands and feet, and a woman with yellow skin, a thick waist, and a headscarf on her head, who were chatting in low voices.

"We can't do anything in September." The middle-aged woman whispered, "Time is too tight. The higher-ups are planning to do it in November."

"November is the last Yang month. If we don't take action, we'll have to wait until next year. I estimate it will be around the beginning of winter."

"Since you're not going to do anything, why do you have to make us suffer here?" The middle-aged man hammered his waist and said, "I can't use my true strength. My waist is almost broken from exhaustion."

"Anping Town is under the jurisdiction of Zhao Xing. He has the job of encouraging farmers. It would be a good idea for him to come here in advance to check out the situation. Besides, he has to come to the Niu family as a rice customer every year. It would be a bit strange if he didn't come this year." The woman handed over a kettle, "Here, quench your thirst first."

"Oh, it feels so uncomfortable to be like a mortal. Even after so long, I still can't get used to this kind of mundane suffering." The man complained while looking at the clouds in the sky.

"Stop talking, someone's coming." The woman seemed to be very hot and was about to get up, holding her legs.

At this time, the master of the Niu family came over in a sedan chair with several people carrying boxes.

"Chen Deshun, Wu Chenshi, come quickly, it's time to get your wages!" someone shouted not far away.

The middle-aged man and the woman immediately stood up and pretended to be excited and said, "Hey, here they come!"

(End of this chapter)