Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 82

“Slave Hongnu, humbly asks for the young master’s name!”

　　At this time, Luo Hongnu’s beautiful eyes carried spring, her cheeks blushed, and her voice was soft and tactful. Her tone contained three-point gratitude and three-point respect.

　　”That, I…” Chen Luo was a little embarrassed by Luo Hongnu’s question. It’s hard to tell people that he is the recently most popular “literati’s shame” in Zhongjing…

　　”Hahahaha… The beauty is asking, why don’t you answer?” Liu Jingzhuang laughed, “Hongnu, my wise brother Chen is none other than the young earl appointed by the Daxuan’s Emperor, and the secret disciple of Lingzhou Bamboo Saint, the virtuous teacher of the Taoist Dragon and Tiger Xuantan, and the master of Zhong Kui, the real ghost-buster.”

　　”One piece of his writing made Zheliu shine, and two poems shook the imperial hall!”

　　”The founder of “Daxuan People’s Daily”, the writer of “Laughing in the Wind”.”

　　”The Lord of Wan An, Chen Luo, Chen Dongliu, yes!”

　　As soon as Liu Jingzhuang’s words fell, there was another uproar in the crowd. From time to time, there were sounds of getting up and knocking on tables and chairs. Everyone thought that today’s surprise was enough, but they didn’t expect a big explosion at the end.

　　”Lord of Wan An? That young man is actually Lord of Wan An?”

　　”He’s actually so young, he really is a boy that became a hero!”

　　”To be able to come to the brothel at the same time with Lord of Wan An, the trip to Linglong Building this time is worth it.”

　　”One text and two poems, and today there are three more fragrances, when will we get four more?”

　　”Four? Four top courtesans?”

　　”I say, am I the only one who wants to arrest him and finish ‘Laughing in the Wind’?”

　　”Brother is right! Brothers, shout the slogan!”

　　”Catch Lord of Wan An alive and put him in a small dark room.”

　　”Write a hundred chapters in one day, and finish the “Laughing in the Wind” book!”

　　For no reason, a tidy slogan suddenly sounded in the crowd, and Chen Luo’s whole body stood up, but the slogan was just uttered without a word, and it was overshadowed by another group of Yingyingyanyan’s voices.

　　”Little uncle, write a song for the slave family, the slave family will give you everything…”

　　”Little good man, is “Du Shiniang” true? Come to my room and tell me in detail.”

　　”Brother Luo, I want to hear “Laughing in the Wind” from you…”

　　…

　　For a time, Chen Luo only felt that the entire Linglong Building had become a net of heaven and earth. Upstairs, downstairs, inside, outside, countless girls rushed towards him. Purple, blue, yellow, red, blue, white, countless colors rushed towards him, they danced, swayed, shook…

　　Like a storm, like a storm.

　　The waves are choppy and overwhelming!

　　In just an instant, Chen Luo was surrounded by groups.

　　Liu Jingzhuang deliberately stood in front of Chen Luo, but he didn’t know which girl pushed him away. At this time, he couldn’t even squeeze his way to Chen Luo.

　　At this time of being at a loss, Chen Luo suddenly felt a weak and boneless jade hand stretched out from the crowd. It clasped his palm tightly, and a soft force came, and Chen Luo clenched the hand subconsciously.

　　The owner of the palm trembled slightly, and then Chen Luo heard a soft voice—

　　”Hidden!”

　　A poem appeared in Chen Luo’s mind.

　　”Clouds float like works of art; Stars shoot with grief at heart. Across the Milky Way the Cowherd meets the Maid.

　　When autumn’s Golden Wind embraces Dew of Jade; All the love scenes on earth, however many, fade.”

　　Chen Luo only felt a force falling on him, and then he seemed to have entered another space, led by the owner of the jaden hand holding his own, he struggled to move forward in the space that seemed to be the land of a big river…

　　Almost at the moment when the coquettish voice sounded, Liu Jingzhuang subconsciously was covered in blue light, and he was about to take action to prevent someone from hurting Chen Luo, but he felt that this True Noble Qi was quite familiar, and he also sensed the content of the poem. His brows loosened, and the blue light all over his body entered his body. Read the most updated version of this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at – “ ”

　　”Diefei, why did you come to Linglong Building? You didn’t bring my Little Rui here right?”

　　…

　　On the other side,

　　The power that fell on Chen Luo dissipated, Chen Luo opened his eyes and found himself standing in an alley dozens of meters away from Linglong Building. Looking forward, a tall figure with a height of about the tip of his nose was dripping with sweat and gasping for breath. She raised her head, met Chen Luo’s eyes, trembled all over, and quickly turned her head away, her pretty face was like a fiery cloud in the sky, red all the way to her neck.

　　”Safe… Uncle An, here… it’s safe…”

　　Chen Luo was amused by this, and couldn’t help but smile: “Thank you. You are…”

　　Hearing Chen Luo ask his name, Cheng Diefei only felt that a heart was about to jump out of his throat, and hesitantly replied: “My… name is Cheng Luo… No, my name is Chen Diefei, no, it’s Cheng Dongliu, no, I am…”

　　Cheng Diefei felt like she was about to cry. Where did the little butterfly who usually speaks neatly go? I can’t even say my own name.

　　Hateful! She couldn’t even differentiate between Cheng and Chen, so annoying!

　　Cheng Diefei stamped his feet anxiously!

　　”Cheng Diefei? Really?” Chen Luo asked.

　　”That’s right!” Cheng Diefei nodded quickly, then lowered her head and explained in a low voice, “It’s the butterfly who turns, Diefei.”

　　”Okay, I remember.” Chen Luo said.

　　After saying this, Chen Luo didn’t know what to say, and Cheng Diefei also lowered his head, not knowing what to think. The atmosphere was a little quiet for a while.

　　”Diefei!” A shout came from the alley, and Liu Mengrui trotted in.

　　Chen Luo looked at the source of the voice and then averted his eyes.

　　Without him, it’s too dazzling.

　　She obviously has a childish face, but why is she so…

　　In an instant, Liu Mengrui had run to the two of them and complained to Cheng Diefei, “Didn’t you say that you would go directly to the entrance of Linglong Building? Why did you come here, you were so hard to find.”

　　Then Liu Mengrui seemed to have discovered something incredible, pointed at Cheng Diefei and Chen Luo’s still clasped hands, and asked, “What happened to you guys?”

　　Only then did Cheng Diefei realize that she had been holding Chen Luo’s hand, and her face that had just faded turned red in an instant, she quickly let go of her hand, and said incoherently, “Wan… Lord of Wan An… It was intentional… no, I didn’t mean it… nor that’s not it, I…”

　　”I know, I know!” Chen Luo felt that the girl in front of him was very ashamed, and quickly said, “Don’t call me Lord of Wan An, just call me Chen Luo.”

　　”How about that?” Cheng Diefei shook his head quickly, thinking of something in his head, his face even brighter, and whispered, “I will be eighteen next month, can I call you Brother Chen?”

　　”Sure!”

　　Liu Mengrui folded her arms around her chest, frowned as she watched Chen Luo and Cheng Diefei answering such questions and answers: “Diefei, didn’t you tell me you will follow the way I call him and call him uncle?”

　　Cheng Diefei stepped on Liu Mengrui secretly, suddenly thought of something, pulled Liu Mengrui, and said to Chen Luo, “Brother Chen, this is my classmate Liu Mengrui. She is Liu Daru’s daughter.”

　　Chen Luo was surprised, Liu Jingzhuang’s daughter?

　　Chen Luo looked at Liu Mengrui up and down, and Liu Mengrui smiled sweetly at Chen Luo: “Uncle Chen, we rescued you from Linglong Building. You can’t go and complain to my daddy, saying that I went to the brothel with Diefei.”

　　Cheng Diefei felt that her heart was about to explode, she stretched out her hand and pinched the thin flesh around Liu Mengrui’s waist, and quickly explained: “No, we’re not going to the brothel, we’re going to listen to music… no, it’s listening to Luo Dajia sing…”

　　…

　　Wan’an County.

　　”Miss, Miss…” Xiaohuan ran into Chen Xuan’s room, “Miss, the young master has written a letter and told us to go to the capital. The young master also said that he found a medicine for your eyes.”

　　Chen Xuan’s hand in sewing clothes paused, and a soft smile appeared on her face: “Speak to Uncle Heping, pack up, and leave tomorrow.”

　　Xiaohuan nodded, turned and ran out.

　　Chen Xuan stroked the robe in her hands until she touched the edge of the robe, felt the size, and sighed in her heart.

“It’s been so long, I don’t know if Luo Er is fat or thin, and the clothes I worked on would still fit…”