The sixth year of King Zhou, February of spring!

It's still one month away, but Yin Hao has been in this world for five years.

In the morning, under the escort of Niu Gao and others, he rode a ox cart out of the south gate of the city.

In the past year, Yin Hao has often run out, and his family is no longer surprised. As for safety, there is no need to worry about Niu Gao and others guarding him.

"Slave society!"

Looking at the villagers outside who rushed into the city early, I couldn't help but sigh.

The farmers at this time were the most difficult. Even in the cold wind in February, they were only wearing shabby hemp clothes, and most of them even walked barefoot.

Some carry vegetables, some hold a chicken, and some lead a sheep. This is all for selling in the city, and for some money to buy rice and salt.

As for the noble nobles, how could they care about their lives? Even the most honest officials turned a blind eye to their hardships.

There are also the so-called immortals who travel in the vast sea and in the evening. Where can they see the sufferings of the world?

Where the ox cart passes, the villagers entering the city will automatically make way, even lower their heads and dare not lift them up. Those who can ride in the ox cart must be powerful people, and they cannot collide or offend. Even if it is just an old ox pulling a wooden cart with a simple tent covering the sun.

"Young Master, where are you going today? Why do you have to keep so much money with you?"

Niu Gao asked sideways on his tall horse.

"I heard that there is a Songjiazhuang more than 30 miles south of the city. There is a great charity in the village, and it is famous. Let's take a look today! As for money, please feel free to worry!"

"Young Master, is it too far?"

"Is it far? It's only an hour away!"

Yin Hao didn't care.

But he was thinking.

"I remember Nezha was born in the second year of King Zhou. She was one year younger than me and three years younger than the sea. It was last year. Unfortunately, the distance was too far and I couldn't see it. I don't know what the real dragon looked like?"

"But the little Nezha is a life of cheating. The spirit bead is reincarnated and was accepted as a disciple by Taiyi Zhenren as a disciple. The treasure is highly recommended and the boss is protected."

"You can't compare, you can't compare!"

"I haven't seen anyone who cultivates immortals yet!"

"I wonder if I can see Jiang Ziya when I go to Songjiazhuang?"

"I remember that Jiang Ziya should be the Kunlun Mountains that were five years old in King Zhou. Now a year has passed. He should have found his righteous brother Song Yiren!"

"If Jiang Ziya was there, would she want to become a disciple?"

Thinking of this, Yin Hao showed a tangled look.

Needless to say, Jiang Ziya's disciple, who presided over the title of God, even though he ended up not being able to achieve the right result, he also had the reputation of Jiang Taigong retreating here.

There are sparse woods on both sides of the road. Occasionally, passing by a village, there are also houses made of mud, thatched, houses, beams of rats, and winding walls.

How bitter is it!

"The sky is high and the earth is wide!"

Yin Hao looked outside and couldn't help but take a deep breath. The best in the world, for him, was just a hint of sweet air.

Fresh and intoxicating.

There are also blue sky and white clouds, and the stars at night, which are really picturesque.

"Young Master, Songjiazhuang is ahead!"

Niu Gao said a few steps behind.

"It's really the rich man Song!"

Yin Hao looked ahead and his eyes lit up.

Rather than saying that this is a village, it is a town, with most of them made of blue bricks and wood as bones, which is much richer than other villages.

"Young Master, Songjiazhuang can be said to be Song Yiren's private territory. All villains have heard of him. In Chaoge City, he has thirty or forty restaurants, very wealthy and often kind to others, and has a very good reputation!" Niu Gao said, "But today, from a distance, he looks bright and happy. He should be the wedding. According to this scale, he is probably the Song Yiren's family."

"It's just right, come with a gift!"

Yin Hao's eyes lit up, and he was looking forward to it.

Soon, the ox cart entered the village, and a guard notified him in advance, and Song Yiren came out from afar.

"Young Master is here, and the common people are in a position to welcome you. Please forgive me!"

Song Yiren was very rich and very festive. He smiled and looked kind. He bowed and was very respectful.

"Come on the verge of coming, just don't mind Song Taigong!"

Yin Hao got off the ox cart and saw an old man standing next to Song Yiren with white hair floating like a waterfall, long beards sprinkled in front of his chest, turtle back and crane neck, and a fairy-like posture that is free and pine!

"Who is this elder with the immortal spirit?

Yin Hao's eyes lit up and he asked.

"This is Xiaomin's righteous brother, whose surname is Jiang, his name is Shang, his name is Ziya, and his name is Feixiong. He has practiced in Kunlun Mountain for more than 40 years and has achieved success in his cultivation. He returned from the mountain last year!"

Song Yiren hurriedly introduced.

"It turns out that it is the immortal leader of Kunlun Mountain, Jiang Shang and Jiang Ziya. It is rumored that Kunlun is the ancestral land of the dragon vein, the source of all mountains, connecting to the heavens and the earth, and is the residence of immortals!" Yin Hao exclaimed and bowed, "You are always impressed by the immortals, but you can't get it. Now you have to see the immortals, which is so lucky!"

"Young man, you are polite!" Jiang Ziya quickly replied the gift, but his face was full of curiosity. The child in front of him was only five or six years old, so how could he be so polite? Moreover, his words and behaviors were even an ordinary elderly person, and he could not say such words.

But when I heard the praises of Kunlun, I couldn't help but be happy and I also like Yin Hao even more.

"Song Taigong, today I will have a bright light and decorate here. Could it be that there will be a happy event?"

After saying a few more words, Yin Hao asked.

"My righteous brother has been practicing Taoism for more than 40 years and has not yet married yet. So, I will organize a marriage for him!"

"I said why are there magpies screaming on the branches today? The red sun spits out golden light. It turns out that it is the immortal wedding, the heaven and earth congratulations, and the thousands of birds celebrate. When you meet, it is a blessing that you can get a glass of wedding wine! Uncle Niu, give me a gift, five hundred silver!"

Yin Hao said loudly.

Jiang Ziya heard it strangely, but when he saw the 500 taels of silver Niu Gao took out, he was still surprised. In this era, one tael of silver was enough for a family of three to use for half a year, even for Song Yiren, it was a considerable amount.

"It's too much to use it, it's too much!"

Jiang Ziya waved his hand quickly.

Song Yiren also said: "It's already a bright future for the young master to attend the wedding. Where can I receive gifts?" He had a happy smile on his face. It was of great benefit to him to be able to establish a relationship with the Asian Prime Minister's Mansion.

"At first glance, Xiancheng Jiang is a kind and charitable person. Some common things can only dirty the immortal's eyes. But only in this way can the boy express his admiration in his heart. Please accept it, don't be polite!"

After several refusals, Jiang Ziya accepted the gift.

Entering the hall, Yin Hao naturally got on the main table.

The wedding was simple. After worshiping the world, Jiang Ziya happily entered the bridal chamber.

Yin Hao did not see Ma, that is, Ms. Jiang.

But I think this Ma family looks very average and is a proud and arrogant person.

The Ma family is quite rich. It is also a well-known family near the radius. The Ma family's lady is naturally arrogant and looks down on the children of ordinary families. However, she looks average and cannot climb to powerful families. She will not make up for the high and low, but will not give up. Over time, she will become an old girl.

Now, Song Yiren is going to propose marriage. I heard that he was the other brother of Yi Fang. He was not only rich, but also a master who returned from studying Taoism in Kunlun Mountain. He had no burden on his children and grandchildren. How could Ma not be happy?

Look, a 68-year-old yellow girl and an old bachelor in her seventies encountered the fire and staged the most passionate years of youth.

"This old gang!" Yin Hao thought of coming out for no reason, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart, "Can you still have a bridal chamber?"
Chapter completed!