Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

"I came to Beijing three times, all in winter..."

The lights were brightly lit inside the river park. Liang Qu stood under the eaves, stretched out and looked at Daze. The stars and moon are deserted, and the cold wind is blowing.

The fishermen in the town wear bamboo hats and come and go in a hurry, taking advantage of the clear light in the sky to go out to fish. The beginning of winter has arrived, the temperature is gradually dropping, and there are still fish schools in early November.

When the real cold winter arrives at the end of November and the beginning of December, we start to run to the deep water area one after another. It is uncertain how much we will gain in one day out of the boat, and the wind on the river is strong, so falling into the water and catching the wind and cold will not be worth the loss.

Winter is deserted after all, and everyone stays at home and doesn’t want to go out. The south is still afraid of the cold, and the north is even more so.

"I don't know when I will be able to see the magnificent scene of washing elephants in Jishuitan." After the Eight-clawed King finished his work, all the benefits fell into his bowl.

Liang Qu is naturally peaceful and leisurely.

Those who hear it are not as good as those who see it, and those who see it are not as good as those who live in it. Life is long, and it would be a pity not to see more of the world.

"Go home and sleep!" Liang's house gate. "Hahaha.."

Oolong jumped out of the courtyard, wagging his tail and rubbing his legs while exhaling.

Liang Qu took out the key from his pocket and planned to open the door, but then he thought it would be troublesome to open and close the door, so he simply went around to the back of the house, jumped over the wall and entered the house. Unexpectedly, before he could start, he encountered a "sneaky" figure in the stable next to him.

Wulong squatted quietly, and [Tree Soldier] took root without moving. Liang Qu shouted out the identity of the figure.

"Xinglai!"

The figure was startled, and the figure that was half leaning on the wall became unstable and fell to the ground. "My boss?"

Liang Qu raised his head and pointed to the sky: "In the middle of the night, if there is a door, why not climb over the wall? Secretly go to see your lover?" Fan Xinglai blushed.

"Huo, really?" Liang Qu raised his eyebrows slightly and thought for a moment, "Chen Xiu?" Chen Xiu, the daughter of the kitchen aunt Chen, earns nine and two cents of monthly silver, which is close to one tael. On weekdays, I work as a helper in the kitchen, wherever there is a shortage of people, I can do anything.

Fan Xinglai scratched the back of his head, looking embarrassed. "Okay, when?"

Liang Qu opened the side door, sat on the threshold and patted the stone steps.

Fan Xinglai followed him and sat on the steps: "At the end of September? I remember when crabs first came on the market..." "Why did you just go to see her?"

"Tell me to give you my wallet..."

Two people and one dog bathed in the moonlight, squatting on the steps and chatting.

Fan Xinglai's father, Fan Xianfa, was a good horse breeder in the Yang family. Fan Xinglai was planning to have a son in the family. When he was twelve or thirteen years old, he went to Liang Qu's house to raise horses, do some odd jobs, feed dogs, and raise chickens.

Except for holidays, the cabin next to the stable is his home.

Later, when he was two years older and there were more and more women in the family, to avoid suspicion, the hut was moved from the west side of the stable to the east side of the stable, separated by a wall.

In the blink of an eye, he turns sixteen or seventeen, and his appearance as a young man has changed drastically. He is much more mature and full of vitality. Although the world is different and there are fewer channels for understanding, most young people are ignorant about love matters. No falsehood allowed.

When the oolong season comes, I will run out every once in a while to sniff the dog’s butt. It’s no surprise that the two of them are getting along well.

Fan Xinglai looks ordinary. He just started practicing martial arts this year and has not achieved any success. Apart from being clever and able to raise horses, there is nothing special about him, but his personality is not bad and he has a lot of resilience.

Not to mention how beautiful Chen Xiu is, at least she has good facial features and was a little rough and dark when she first came here. But after working in Liang's house for two years, she eats well, sleeps well, is not tired, and her skin is fair and not rough. If you consider it in the surrounding towns, First class beauty.

The two of them are a perfect match, and they don't even need to develop freely, as their parents will happily facilitate it.

Listen for a while.

There is no special story in the middle, or pure emotion is not something that needs to be promoted. We've been together for a long time.

Got it right.

"Go to the girl's house every day in the middle of the night. Don't do anything bad or cause death. It would be a shame.

"That's impossible!" Fan Xinglai said, "I'm not a libertine, so there's no reason to act haphazardly. If I really cause trouble, my father won't break my legs.

"It's a joke." Liang Qu laughed and patted Fan Xinglai on the shoulder, "I went to the martial arts school and worked hard to practice martial arts and strive to be a second- and third-level martial artist. The fourth-level martial artist is better. If it is settled, my employer will propose marriage to you. , help you catch wild geese.

Fan Xinglai was overjoyed: "Do you really mean this?" "Why did you lie to me?"

"My boss is in a good mood. If you say it casually today, wouldn't it be embarrassing if I become a cheat in the future?

"Worrying for nothing!" Liang Qu reached out and hit him on the back of the head, "I mean what I said, okay, let's go and have a rest. By the way, have you fed the night food tonight?" "Okay, okay! Don't waste time on Chishan anymore." Uncle, I went out after feeding you the night food!

The night was hazy.

Fan Xinglai happily went back to his room to sleep. Liang Qu looked at them for a moment, then closed the small door to Chen Xiu and Fan Xinglai.

A small episode in life. Mid-November.

Long Yao and Long Li packed their luggage, waved their hands from the bow of the boat and stuffed the eight-clawed arms and legs into the cabin with their fists. Liang Qu carried the official documents from Shanghebo and set off for the imperial capital. early december

The sky is blue and purple.

There was a light snowfall in the Imperial Capital last night, and the outskirts were covered with yellow soil that was half yellow and half white. Long Yao and Long Li cleaned the room and put away the bedding.

Liang Qu reported to the official residence, took a shower and changed clothes. While waiting for the summons from the palace, he sorted out the album and let his fist take out all the arms and legs of the Eight-Clawed King and cut off about two-fifths of them vertically.

this part. He intended to "pay tribute."

The arms and legs of the Eight-Clawed King were not replaced with great power, and he could not receive the alchemy subsidies given by the court to "outstanding young people". It was expensive to find an alchemist to make alchemy, and the medicines prepared by the corresponding ministers were also expensive.

Just like Luan Dian Feng Dan Dan, a minister who is worthy of the great medicine of fortune must at least be a great medicine. Others are not qualified. Therefore, Liang Qu wants to take advantage of the east wind and use this small half of his arms and legs to replace all other costs.

It seems like there is a loss, but actually taking into account the value of the auxiliary drugs, it is a one-for-one exchange, no profit, no loss. Coupled with the characteristics of the arms and legs, when the Holy Emperor is happy, there is a high probability that he will make money!

Be reasonable.

It might not be possible if it were done by someone else.

Things cannot be given casually. Whether they are suitable or not depends on both the recipient and the giver.

On the other hand, if someone is wandering around the flower garden, has a good reputation, or is a middle-aged person in his thirties or forties, paying tribute to this thing will look obscene and greasy. If you encounter something bad, it will only make you unhappy. If it spreads accidentally, you may even be impeached. possible.

Liang Qu is different.

He is in his early twenties, has not lost his vitality, is an innocent young man, and has nothing to do with the above-mentioned behavior! Even if the person who gave it to you doesn’t like it, at most you can just laugh it off!

Qinzheng Hall.

Liang Quhou stood in the hall, looking at the reflection on the gold bricks, looking at his eyes, nose and heart. The Grand Eunuch waved away his attendants and whispered in his ear.

The Holy Emperor looks weird

"The eight-clawed king... handing over the wrist? It's like deer blood, an aphrodisiac?"

"Your Majesty has misunderstood. They are not of the same kind. They are both aphrodisiacs and aphrodisiacs and are harmful to the body. If used in large quantities, they are poisons. However, the eight-clawed monster does not aphrodisiac. It is said to have the miraculous effect of returning the acquired nature to the innate and growing to perfection. Even though I Such a person can also be reborn after having his limbs broken off. The thing of a demon king, I'm afraid...

The Holy Emperor was silent.

The maritime business was completed, and the white ape surrendered. There was also an alliance demon king and a big demon in the water. It was worth celebrating. I should have said a few words of encouragement, but at the end of the album

The tribute thing suddenly drew his attention away.

"Which is the best recipe for making elixirs?"

"Innate Pure Yang Pill, Grandmaster Zhao of the Danfang is quite experienced. He just happens to have a batch of great pills that are about to be finished. He can start working on it before the end of the month. He is the perfect candidate."

The Holy Emperor raised his eyes.

The Grand Eunuch understood this and slowly stepped back down the steps and entered the side hall.

The servants climbed up the steps again to surround him.

Liang Qu caught a glimpse of the figure shaking and raised his head slightly.

"Stop looking around." The Holy Emperor laughed and closed the album, "Go and send your share to the Alchemy Studio." That's it!

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"