Chapter 710 The Miserable Jiang Ziya

Jiang Ziya was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, and immediately asked: "Where does my little brother's happiness come from?" "

Song Yiren said: "Today I am discussing marriage with you, just because we meet thousands of miles apart and are destined to get married."

"Today is a bad time." Jiang Ziya immediately said. As a cultivator, how could he marry a wife, so he refused.

Song Yiren said: "Yin and Yang are boundless, auspicious people and heaven."

"Is it that girl?"

"Ma Hong's daughter is both talented and beautiful, a perfect match for a good brother; she is also my sister, a sixty-eight-year-old yellow flower daughter." Yiren Zhijiu congratulated Ziya. After the two of them drank, the stranger said, "You can choose a good time to get married."

Jiang Ziya was also a little helpless. After all, Song Yiren's previous words were also very reasonable, "There are three types of unfilial piety, and the worst is not having an heir." Jiang Ziya gritted his teeth, let's just take Song Yiren's words and said: "Brother Cheng takes care of you, how can you forget this virtue. "

After a few days, I chose a good time and auspicious day to marry Mr. Ma. Song Yiren also arranged a banquet and invited neighbors in front of and behind the village, as well as relatives and friends from four families, to celebrate the wedding. On that day, Mr. Ma came through the door, the wedding room was decorated with flowers and candles, and they became husband and wife.

What happened to Jiang Ziya was exactly that: destiny was not an accident. There is a poem to prove it: After leaving Kunlun and going to the imperial state, Ziya will marry his wife today. A sixty-eight-year-old yellow flower girl, she has two grooms in her rare life.

It is said that after Ziya got married, he longed for the immortal way or what Hongyun told him all day long. He only thought about the failure of the great way, and was unhappy in his heart. He was in the mood to have fun with Ma family in the morning and evening.

Ma didn't know what Ziya was thinking, and only said that Ziya was useless. Unconsciously, two months have passed. Ma asked Ziya, "Is Brother Song your cousin?"

Ziya smiled and said, "Brother Song is my sworn brother."

"That's it. Even biological brothers, there is no feast that never ends. Now that Brother Song is here, my husband and I can be at ease; if we are not here in the future, how will you and I get along? As the saying goes: 'In the world of life, management is the most important thing. Lord.' I advise you to do some business to prevent my husband and wife from getting into trouble." Ma said.

When Jiang Ziya thought about Ma's words, he was right. It would definitely not be a good idea to continue like this. Jiang Ziya immediately said, "That's what the good wife said."

Seeing that Jiang Ziya had finally regained consciousness, Ma felt a little relieved and said, "What kind of physiology can you do?"

Jiang Ziya said: "I studied Taoism in Kunlun when I was twenty-two years old. I don't know anything about worldly affairs. I only know how to weave fences."

Ma nodded: "It's just this business. Besides, there are bamboos in the back garden. Cut some, split them, make them into fences, and sell them to Chaoge City for some money. It's all business, big or small."

Jiang Ziya followed his instructions, split the bamboo strips, wove a load of fence, and brought it to Chaoge to sell. From morning to noon, no one could be sold until the end of the day and the beginning of Shenchu. When Ziya saw that the sky was getting dark, he still had to walk thirty-five miles. He was hungry again, so he had to run back. The journey lasted seventy miles, and Ziya's shoulders were swollen.

Back in front of the door, Ma looked at it and saw that one load was coming and the other was coming. When he was about to ask, Jiang Ziya pointed at Mr. Ma and said loudly: "Madam, you are unwise. I'm afraid I'm idle at home, so if you ask me to sell fences, Chaoge City will definitely not use fences. How can I sell them for a day and not even one of them?" No, your shoulders are swollen?"

Mr. Ma hated the iron and said: "The fence is a common thing in the world. If you don't say you can't sell it, you will make a false complaint!" The couple kept talking and yelled.

Song Yiren heard the quarrel between Ziya and his wife, and hurriedly came to ask Ziya, "Xian brother, why are the husband and wife quarreling?"

Ziya told the story of selling Yanli. The stranger smiled and said: "Don't say that you and your wife have thirty or twenty people, and I can afford it. Why do you have to do this?"

Mr. Ma happily said to Song Yiren, "Although my brother has such good intentions, my husband and I will be together in the future. How can we just sit back and wait for death?"

When Song Yiren heard this, he knew that Ma's words were reasonable, so he said: "My brother-in-law said the same thing, why do I need to do this business? The wheat sprouts in my barn, I can ask my descendants to grind some flour, my virtuous brother can pick out the goods to sell, but he doesn't Better than weaving a fence."

Ziya packed up the basket, and the young man set it up to grind it, grinding a load of dry noodles. Ziya took it to Chaoge the next day and sold it. Went from all four gates, but couldn't sell a single bone. I was hungry and the burden was heavy. I had to get out of the south gate and my shoulders hurt. Ziya took off his burden and sat against the city wall to rest for a while.

At this moment, a man and a woman came from a distance. The man was extremely handsome, and the woman was as beautiful as a fairy. When they walked together, they were a pair of beautiful people, a golden boy and a beautiful girl.

These two people were Hong Yun and Hou Tu. They came to Jiang Ziya's noodle stall. Looking at Jiang Ziya with a sad face, Hong Yun was full of smiles. Although Jiang Ziya had learned a lot of skills from him, the only thing he had not learned was The way of doing business.

And looking at Jiang Ziya's expression, he knew that Jiang Ziya must be having a hard time at home and was scolded by his wife.

When Hou Tu saw Hong Yun laughing, he immediately said, "Yun, why are you looking at that man and laughing?"

Hongyun did not answer Hou Tu's question, but said: "If you calculate this person's recent experience, you will know why I laughed."

Although Jiang Ziya was destined to be a man of destiny, he was just a monk who did not enter the immortal way. After Hou Tu calculated everything with his fingers, he even started to laugh.

Hongyun patted the noodle stall and said, "Jiang Ziya, do you recognize me?"

Jiang Ziya was a little tired at this time and was about to take a nap when he suddenly heard someone talking. He was overjoyed and thought to himself: Finally someone came to buy noodles. If he didn't come back, he would be scolded by the woman again when he got home. .

Looking up, Jiang Ziya knelt down quickly. He naturally recognized Hong Yun and knelt down to greet him, but Hong Yun waved his hand and made Jiang Ziya stand up.

"The disciple has fallen like this, but he has embarrassed the teacher." Jiang Ziya said with some embarrassment, his face turned red.

Hongyun said: "It doesn't matter, everything in this world is just experience. What you get in this life, I will allow you to bring it to the next life."

When Jiang Ziya saw that Hongyun didn't blame him, he was overjoyed and said, "What do you want to tell me, teacher?"

"This is Pindao's wife, Empress Tu Tu of the Netherworld." Hongyun said to Jiang Ziya, while looking at Hou Tu with a gentle smile.

Hou Tu suddenly blushed. Although he was not married, Hou Tu had no intention of rejection or refutation. However, he was a little happy. This was a kind of recognition. In Hong Yun's heart, although he did not marry him, he had already regarded him as his own. Came here as a wife.

Jiang Ziya couldn't calm down when he heard that she was Empress Houtu. When he was in Kunlun Mountain, he once heard the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Cult say that the only person in heaven and earth who stands outside the way of heaven is the Empress of the Netherworld. Tu Niangniang, who controls the six paths of reincarnation, is the most untouchable existence.

"Disciple Jiang Shang pays homage to Master." Jiang Ziya immediately bowed respectfully.

Today's third update is over and I went to bed. I haven't slept for two days and one night. I feel so sleepy.