But old man Qin's words left Zhou Xiaochuan speechless for a while.

The old man took a sip of his tea and said slowly: "Forget it, this is also a legend, who knows if it's true or not! To save you from being disappointed at the time. Besides, this is also a secret of our internal and external schools. I can't tell you."

Zhou Xiaochuan rolled his eyes, "Then you old man shouldn't have said it just now, you have turned up your appetite, and now you are talking about your eight secrets, why don't you say it is the old nine?"

Old man Qin was stunned when he heard the words, "Old Nine Gates? What Old Nine Gates? The Nine Gates of Sijiu City? Or Jiuliu?"

Hearing what the old man said, Zhou Xiaochuan was also taken aback.

"Haven't you heard?"

"No, tell me, what old Jiumen?"

When Zhou Xiaochuan heard his words, he was about to explain when he suddenly realized that he had only watched half of the old nine TV series.

As for which nine doors, how does he know?

He only knows about touch money, actors, and thieves.

Thinking of this, he coughed lightly, "Ah, this is also a secret in the world! I can't tell you!"

Old man Qin blew his beard and stared angrily.

If there is a crutch nearby, he must be beaten.

Qin Xiao and Serena next to him saw their expressions and laughed secretly.

Zhou Xiaochuan chuckled, but he likes to listen to stories, so he smiled at old man Qin and asked:

"I'm joking with you! I just heard about it. But what are the three religions, nine streams, internal and external schools you mentioned? These are not secrets after all, are they?"

Old man Qin looked at the curious Zhou Xiaochuan and his eldest grandson, cleared his throat, and began to chatter there.

"The three religions in the three religions and nine streams should be easy to understand, right?"

Zhou Xiaochuan thought for a while, "Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism?"

Old man Qin nodded, subconsciously looked outside the door, he was worried that someone might overhear.

Then he said: "There are ten sects in Jiuliu. At the beginning, they were the sects of various universities, Confucianism, Taoism, Yin-Yang School, Legalism, Famous School, Mohist School, Strategist School, Miscellaneous School, Farm School and School, a total of ten schools."

"However, the nine streams that ordinary people talk about are also derived from these. They are divided into upper, middle and lower streams, and there are 27 professions.

The upper nine streams are emperors, sages, hermits, child immortals, literati, warriors, farmers, workers, and merchants.

The nine streams are juzi, doctor, face-to-face, Danqing, scholar, piano and chess, monk, Taoist, and nun.

The lower ranks are masters, yamen chaps, Shengcheng, matchmakers, pawns, time demons, thieves, and prostitutes. "

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded, this was easy to understand, and he said, "Then you, this is a low class, stealing, that is, stealing, right? But why did another eight come out? Isn't this eight in these professions? "

Old man Qin choked when he heard the words, then glared at him, "Do you want to listen? If you don't listen, get out!"

Hearing his words, Zhou Xiaochuan shrugged his shoulders, "Listen, you continue."

Seeing this, old man Qin withdrew his expression and said slowly:

"The Eight Gates of Jianghu can be divided into eight inner gates and eight outer gates:

The inner eight gates are: Fright, Tired, Piao, Book, Wind, Fire, Jue, Yao.

The outer eight gates are: Stealing, Gu, Pin, Phoenix, Qian, Wu, Xi, and Sha."

After Zhou Xiaochuan listened to it, except for Pin and Feng, the other eight sects were easy to understand, "Old man, what are the pin and phoenix for? What about the inner eight sects?"

"The selling door is talking about tricks, and the Fengmen is about people who sell **** for a living. As for the inner eight doors." The old man took a sip of tea and continued:

"Jingmen is the first of the eight gates of Jianghu, mainly to study good and bad fortune, and to guide others.

The tired family is actually a branch of the medical school. People who rely on medical skills to travel the world, some have real skills, and some are charlatans.

Floating door, pay attention to the way of studying in the clouds.

The Book Gate pays attention to the textual research of ancient and modern studies. For example, those who deal with genuine and fake antiques, those who sell **** palaces, and those who deal in calligraphy and painting all call themselves members of the Book Gate, and even grave robbers.

The wind of the damper refers to Feng Shui.

Huomen pays attention to the art of alchemy.

Juemen, originally the vertical and horizontal art of strategists, has now become a side door for buying and selling officials and going through the back door.

Do you want a better understanding?

Those who beat lotus flowers to beg for food, those who eat big households and beat autumn wind, those who pretend to be monks and nuns for alms to deceive others, and even those who drink perspiration medicine, can all be regarded as beggars. The main door is also a kind of knowledge, and the most famous one is naturally Zhu Yuanzhang. "

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded after hearing this, but he was surprised again: "Aren't the Jingmen and Fengmen you mentioned both Fengshui?"

The old man Qin shook his head, "Since ancient times, the ability to shock the world and change the world, watch the breath break, and support the dragon and stabilize the tripod.

Fengmen is a kind of Fengshui master, Yin and Yang house master. The patriarch of Fengmen is said to be Guo Pu. The disciples of Fengmen study the geography, mountains and rivers of the world, and the spirit of the earth. Looking at the yang house, looking at the yin house, or looking for dragons in feng shui, these are the skills of people in the wind door. "

After finishing speaking, he continued: "Jingmen is the head of the eight great rivers and lakes inside and outside. If you know the method of Jingmen, the other schools can roughly bypass it. Therefore, all the schools in Jianghu have some similarities."

Zhou Xiaochuan still felt the same after listening to the old man's explanation.

Thinking of Lao Zhang, who was a **** shop court tribute, if he has a martial art, he should be a member of the book family.

Then he raised his head, looked at the old man Qin, and said with a smile: "You always say that you are thieves in the lower class, and I understand it! It's so mysterious. Do you think the name Xia Jiuliu is unpleasant?"

Hearing his words, old man Qin blew his beard and stared angrily.

"Get out! Everyone is not conspiring with each other!"

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan quickly smiled and said, "Okay, I'm wrong, okay!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Serena and said with a serious face: "Let's just listen to this for fun, but we can't say it out!"

Serena came back to her senses, frowned and said, "That's for sure! This is my grandfather, I'm going to go out and talk about it, isn't it my own bad luck too! Don't worry."

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded, but he didn't think so in his heart.

These days, brothers fight against each other, husbands and wives turn against each other, sons sue their fathers, there are too many such things.

There are so many people.

I was also curious just now, and forgot about this incident, after all, I don't know Serena.

"Old man, shall I go back first?"

Seeing that nothing happened, he prepared to go back.

He said hello and rode his bike towards home.

…

When I got home, there were some things on the table, four bottles of Luzhou Laojiao Special Qu, one can of malted milk, two cans of yellow peaches, and a pound of white rabbit toffee.

The things were divided into two parts, obviously sent by two people.

After thinking about it for a while, I knew who sent it.

I went to three supply and marketing cooperatives today, and Zhao Qingqing would definitely not send things over, so there were only two other ones.

Sure enough, after asking Yang Yuemei, the answer she got was the same as what she thought.

"Oh, one copy was brought by Aunt Liu's son, who said it was given by their director! The other one was given by someone surnamed Liu, who I don't know."

After Zhou Xiaochuan finished listening, he looked at the things on the table and sighed for a while.

For the first time, the benefits of power were felt.

These things are nothing to him, but for ordinary families, these are good things.

There is not much quantification in a year.

Most people really can't stand the temptation.

After thinking about it, I asked Yang Yuemei who brought these two items.

After confirming it, he explained to Yang Yuemei: "Mother, next time no matter who gives the gift, don't accept it! If people find out about this, I will be in trouble in the future."

It is still necessary to scare them appropriately.

When Yang Yuemei heard what he said, she became nervous for a while. These people really wanted to drag her son into the water.

All bad guys.

Seeing the effect, Zhou Xiaochuan left the main room with his things.

Came to the diagonally opposite, and shouted to the inside, "Liu Wei!"

After a while, Liu Wei came out and saw Zhou Xiaochuan standing at the door carrying something.

Then he asked suspiciously, "Brother Zhou! Looking for me?"

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded and handed the thing to him: "You take this thing back, it's a mistake, don't do this kind of thing again in the future, if you have no problems, I won't do anything to you either!"

After finishing speaking, he directly stuffed the thing into his hand.

Turned around and left.

Liu Wei stood there, looking blankly at Zhou Xiaochuan's leaving back, a little at a loss.

This thing is not sent out, how can I explain it when I go back!

Zhou Xiaochuan left Aunt Liu's house and rode towards Director Liu's house by bicycle.

He has his own information.

It is easy to find each other's home.

When he came to the place, he didn't talk too much, he still said the same thing as Aunt Liu's son, and then left without leaving his things.

Zhou Xiaochuan left on his bicycle, knowing that he would not accept the things, the other party was even more worried.

But he can't accept this thing.

Besides, he will not arrest people everywhere for the sake of performance.

Back home, Yang Yuemei was still worried, afraid that what she did would harm her son.

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled and comforted: "Mother, it's okay, just don't accept it next time."

He believed that what he said was useful.

Her own home is no different from other people's homes, and there is nothing missing, so Yang Yuemei's mentality is still different from that of ordinary women.

Didn't pay much attention to these things.

Seeing that nothing happened, Yang Yuemei felt relieved!

Zhou Xiaochuan was about to go back to sleep in the house, and saw the light flickering in the gap at Xiaomi's door.

I know the little guy is secretly watching TV again.

Fearing that he would find out, he turned off the sound.

What do you think of this!

I was going to knock on the door~lightnovelpub.net~ After thinking about it, I pulled out the antenna connection port outside.

Immediately, the TV in the room was only in the shape of snowflakes.

"Huh…"

There was a muffled sound from inside the room.

Then the little guy tiptoed out of bed and went to watch the TV.

After tossing and tossing, seeing that it didn't work, I didn't dare to ask, and finally I quietly turned off the TV and went to sleep.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Xiaochuan smiled.

In fact, I am also the same. Ever since I had that black and white TV when I was a child, I would only go to bed when I saw it was gone.

Even the advertisements are watched with gusto.

After washing up, he turned and went into the room to sleep.

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