Xian Dynasty Era

Chapter 60 Grandmaster
Peng Ji at the side rolled up his sleeves and hurriedly went to carry the bundle of firewood, but Shen Tuqi politely refused.

Everyone filed in and came to the courtyard. There were two entrances across the courtyard. On the bank of the courtyard, an old pomegranate tree was planted. The branches were strong and lush, and tiny flowers could be seen among the branches and leaves.

An old woman over fifty years old, wearing a cloth skirt and hairpin, with a dustpan in one hand and corn grains in the other, was feeding the chickens in the corner of the courtyard wall. She raised a wrinkled smiling face and said, "It's the little one." Five, just now I heard a voice like yours outside, why did you come here so early today?"

"Mother," Shen Tuqi called out, put the bundle of firewood in the corner, and asked, "Has my father woke up?"

"That poor old man, if he doesn't go back to his cage one day, it will take half an hour now." The old woman muttered, seeing Su Zhao and the others in surprise, and said, "Xiao Wu, these people, this is Came to find your father?"

Chen Shao was on the side, smiled slightly and said, "Old sister, long time no see."

The old woman looked at it closely, and said with a smile: "It's you, wait a minute, the old man is going to call the old man, all the guests are here, but he hasn't gotten up yet, how old is he, and he feels too much."

Saying that, he put down the dustpan, clapped his hands, and turned around to go to the backyard.

Su Zhao said: "Ma'am, don't be busy, we take the liberty to come to the door, just wait."

Just now his consciousness swept across the backyard quietly, and he suddenly found a breathing breath that was as long as a black turtle, and the sound wave was like thunder. It was obvious that the sleeping person was adjusting his breath according to some kind of fluctuation, which was a kind of breathing of a dragon turtle.

"In the realm of the master, the naturally shaped tiger and leopard Lei Yin is not sleeping, but practicing kung fu through sleep." Su Zhao's eyes were deep, and he thought.

Seeing this, the old woman did not insist, pointing to the stone table and bench under the pomegranate tree in the courtyard, and said with a smile: "The guests sit first, and the old man enters the room to make tea."

Although the old woman is over half a hundred years old and has wrinkles on her brows, eyes and temples, she has a hearty laugh and vigorous steps, and she doesn't seem to falter.

Shen Tuqi at the side also hurriedly followed.

In the room, the old woman lowered her voice while making tea, and asked, "Xiao Wu, who are these people?"

Shen Tuqi picked up the jujube on the case, put one in his mouth, and said: "Who else can accompany a country's military commander? Most likely it is the young monarch who has been in the limelight recently. I want to come to the door today , I want to ask Grandpa to come out of the mountain."

"Your grandpa has only lived in peace for a few years. He is quite old. What are you doing out of the mountains? You have been fighting and killing for half your life, and you still don't stop?" The old woman poured hot water while putting tea in the teapot, and said in a low voice: , you find a way to send them away, and that Chen Shao, I used to think that he was a ghost, and he co-authored with your grandpa's idea."

Shen Tuqi paused, spat out the date stone, and said in a low voice: "Mother, grandpa has always had his own opinions, how dare I make a decision for him? Hey, put some honey, this is a noble person, so I can't neglect it."

"Put honey? It would be good if I didn't put donkey dung in my body." The old woman muttered, but she picked up the lid of the pot, scooped a spoonful of honey, and said, "Don't think that mother doesn't know how many brothers you have. What kind of idea do you plan every day? I’m afraid you still want to lead troops? I don’t know what’s good about fighting and killing every day... My mother gave birth to you guys. There are several masters, none of them are worry-free."

The old woman babbled, and in the end, her eyes were red and she wiped her tears.

Shen Tuqi's eyes dodged, and the seven-foot-tall man was embarrassed for a while, and said softly: "What's the matter, whether this person can succeed or not, I don't care. I look like a mean and ungrateful person. Grandpa has a long heart." It's cold, and most of them don't like it."

"Really?" The old woman stopped crying when she heard the words, and said joyfully, "I'll send it away in a while."

Saying that, carrying the teapot, he walked quickly towards the outside.

Shen Tuqi sighed, his grandfather led his troops to conquer the country, he was powerful in all countries, and he was once an extremely powerful minister. His fame has long been underestimated, but the three of them are young and strong, and they still have a good time. Is it possible that martial arts can only plow the fields and chop firewood?
If a man is not a five-cauldron food, he cooks with a five-cauldron. How can he let his martial arts go to the rivers and lakes, and just be a farmer with his face facing the loess and his back facing the sky?

What's more, even if he doesn't think about himself, he still has to think about his children and grandchildren. If he can't win a wife and son with his martial arts, what face will he stand in the world?

At this moment, Su Zhao was sitting on the stone bench. Hearing the crowing and cooing of roosters in the courtyard, accompanied by the cicadas that had been singing for a long time in the hot summer, his expression became much calmer, and he looked at it with great interest. In the courtyard, he talked to Chen Shao in a low voice, and said: "Chen Qing, this small farmyard is peaceful and peaceful, and it is not interesting."

Chen Shao nodded with a smile, and was about to say something.

Suddenly, an angry voice came from the old woman, and she said with a smile: "The tea is here."

Su Zhao got up quickly, and was about to go forward to take it, when Wei Xiangge at the side smiled and said, "Ma'am, let me do it."

"Hey, good girl, I just need to be busy with my work." The old woman looked up at the girl, her voice softened a little.

"Crash..."

The aroma of tea is overflowing, refreshing in the steaming heat.

"Family in the mountains, there is nothing to entertain, so please invite some distinguished guests to Haihan." The old woman smiled, but she couldn't see it, and she wanted to drive the group of people out of the house in her heart.

Su Zhao nodded and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, you are welcome."

Everyone drank a few cups of tea, but the atmosphere was not as lively as it was at the beginning.

Su Zhao just talked about the daily life, and asked: "How long has the old man settled in Su country?"

The old woman cleared her throat and said with a smile, "It's been more than a year."

Su Zhao said with a smile: "Going back to my hometown, can I still live in the habit? The neighbors in the village are harmonious, right?"

The old woman smiled and answered one by one with a kind attitude.

Suddenly the old woman said: "Young man, I see you as a noble person, and in front of this Chen Sikou, you might as well just say something straight."

Su Zhao smiled, couldn't help but be serious, and said: "It's okay for the old man to say something."

The old woman said with a smile: "you don't have to hide it from me when you are a young man. I just want my old man to come out to help you. My old man is quite old, and now he is a grandfather. He can't lift his lance anymore. His teeth fell out last year." It's over, now I'm drinking porridge, I'm not afraid of your jokes, it flows down my chin to my neck... I walk tremblingly, without a cane, my body is like sifting chaff, you should have never seen a farmhouse sifting chaff, that's it..."

Shen Tuqi on the side rolled his eyes, pretending he didn't hear it.

When the old woman stood up, she demonstrated Shentu Fan's walking posture to Su Zhao while talking, imitating the appearance of a ten-year-old cerebral hemorrhage, the second child of Wu next door, and Shen Tuqi, an Angzang man in his early twenties, with a thick bearded face , "Teng" suddenly became red, and called: "Mother..."

Seeing this, Su Zhao paused for a moment, turned his eyes and looked at Chen Shao, seeming to be thinking, but both of them were well-trained and thoughtful people, and they didn't smile except for thinking.

Wei Xiangge, who was at the side, had long been overwhelmed with joy. The girl was young, beautiful, romantic and cute, and she didn't have the slightest malice in her smile. She said softly, "Ma'am, who is behind?"

(End of this chapter)