Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 87

Chen Luo stretched himself, the sun was already high, and Ji Zhong’s voice reciting scriptures could be faintly heard in the yard.

“He’s a good boy who loves to study!” Chen Luo nodded and listened attentively. It seemed that the fourth senior brother was still pointing out, “Bastard, a tutor in the Righteous Heart Stage of the Great Confucian realm, was given for free by that kid again.”

　　Chen Luo got up from the bed and dressed himself properly. Speaking of which, it was originally arranged for Lu Tong to buy some servants and come back. But Chen Xuan is going to Zhongjing soon, so it is better to wait for two days and let Chen Xuan make arrangements.

　　Looking inside Chen Luo’s body, the effect of the supplement was really outstanding. Just yesterday, the red dust energy in his body had already recovered to his previous peak reserve. Chen Luo didn’t talk nonsense, he just sat cross-legged and transported the red dust air into his acupuncture point.

　　”Ding–“

　　Chen Luo thought to himself, the first acupoint is full!

　　”Cool!”

　　Now I am also a master with one-acupoint power!

　　Defeating a dozen ordinary people is no problem!

　　…

　　While having breakfast at noon, Lu Tong said while feeding Chen Luobu: “Lord, in the morning, the steward of the military minister’s mansion came to send a message, saying that the military minister would like you to come to the mansion in a few days to talk about something. What do you think about adding it to this week’s schedule?”

　　Chen Luo froze for a moment: “Minister of War? Han Qingzhu?”

　　After thinking about it, the minister of war seemed to say that he wanted to meet again when he left. He thought it was a polite remark, but he didn’t expect that he really invited him to his abode.

　　”Hasn’t the Prime Minister gone to Wanren City yet?” Chen Luo asked doubtfully.

　　Lu Tong explained: “The departure date of the military minister is set on the first day of the next month. During these days, the military minister still needs to sit in the capital and dispatch troops to raise food and grass.”

　　Chen Luo suddenly realized that Han Qingzhu was leading troops on an expedition, not traveling, so naturally it took some time to prepare.

　　”Well, our family hasn’t gotten silver in our accounts, has it?”

　　”Replying to Lord, your salary will start to be paid next month, the realities of “Zhong Kui Lue Biography” will be paid every three months, and the income of “People’s Daily” will be paid every three months according to the regulations between you and the academy. There is no expenditure in the mansion at the moment, so this old slave did not hire a special accountant.”

　　”Then what are we giving gifts for? It’s a waste of money. Go and get me a pen and ink!”

　　”Yes!”

　　Hmph, where money is not enough, poetry will make up for it.

　　Looking around, what kind of poem is better to prepare this time?

　　…

　　The carriage of the Earl’s Mansion creaked and creaked on Zhuque Avenue, and Ji Zhong thoughtfully took off the “The Lord of Wan An” mark.

　　I heard that after the supplement was released, more people threatened to kidnap Chen Luo.

　　They can’t be too ostentatious!

　　Han Qingzhu’s mansion is next to the arsenal in Zhongjing, but it’s not far from Lord of Wan An’s mansion. It took about 20 minutes to wander to the door.

　　Ji Zhong got out of the car, knocked on the door, and handed over the greeting card. After a while, the middle door opened, and a woman with a heroic aura about twenty-seven or eight years old came out with several servants.

　　”The younger brother of the Chen family is here? Please come in quickly.” Before anyone arrived, the voice came first. The heroic woman walked to the door with a smile on her face and blessed Chen Luo.

　　”I’ve met Sister Yunge.” Chen Luo hurriedly replied.

　　Before coming here, Lu Tong had told Chen Luo in detail that the wife of the minister of military affairs died of illness ten years ago, and she had a son and a daughter, who were twins. His son Han Poman was guarding the most dangerous Feixia pass in the Great Wall of Righteousness, and the one in front of her is her daughter Han Yunge.

　　Han Yunge was engaged to Mo Fei, a disciple of Military Minister Han Qingsong in his early years, and later Mo Fei died in the only battle in the dynasty. Han Yunge vowed not to marry for life, and she stayed with the Han family.

　　”Oath sweeping is fierce and ruthless, and the five thousand Confucian robes are savage.”

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　　This is the saddest poem for women in the world.

　　Chen Luo originally wanted to call “Miss Yunge”, but the other party’s attitude was intimate, so he called “Sister Yunge” himself.

Han Yunge was even happier when she heard the words. She was originally a tiger girl from the general family, and she didn’t care about sour Confucianism and vulgar etiquette. What’s more, Chen Luo was a young man with a graceful literary talent, which reminded her of her brother who hadn’t returned to the border for seven or eight years.

　　”Poman was also at this age when he left home!” A thought flashed across Yun Ge’s mind, but he looked at Chen Luo more cordially, and directly reached out and grabbed Chen Luo’s wrist, pulling him towards the mansion.

　　”I’ve heard daddy say that Xiao Luo is unparalleled in literary talent, and I heard those three elegant songs two days ago. This sister has long wanted to see you.” Han Yunge said as she walked, “Today there are guests at home, and daddy can’t leave the table so he sent me to meet you. I hope you don’t blame him…”

　　”Don’t worry, don’t worry” Chen Luo was startled, “I’m the one who did not make an appointment. If it’s inconvenient, I’ll go back first and come back next time.”

　　It was only then that Chen Luo realized that visiting rich people in this world is not just a visit from the countryside, so you have to post a post first, explaining the time of the visit, as to make it convenient for the other party to prepare, which is equivalent to making an appointment. Didn’t Lu Tong say that before? The housekeeper of the Han family sent a post to the door, specifically explaining “these few days”, and not the current day.

　　Only if they are good family friends would they run directly to the door in such a reckless manner.

　　”I miscalculated!” Chen Luo sighed in his heart. Lu Tong must know this truth, but Lu Tong didn’t know what relationship he had with Han Qingzhu, so he didn’t stop him.

　　He didn’t know that it was his actions that made Han Yunge feel more friendly towards him.

　　”You’re already here, why go back!” A powerful voice came from the main hall, it was Han Qingzhu’s voice. Han Yunge smiled slightly and led Chen Luo into the main hall.

　　At this time, Chen Luo saw the honored guest Han Yunge was talking about. It turned out to be an old woman who looked very old, but her eyes were full of brilliance.

　　The old woman was wearing a Taoist robe, her thinning hair was scattered casually, her eyebrows were as white as snow, and she was looking at Chen Luo with a kind smile.

　　”Hohohohohohohoho, this is the Lord of Wan An you mentioned, Little Song? He is a handsome child.” The old woman said hoarsely, and when she opened her mouth, half of her missing yellow teeth were exposed. There was some satisfaction in the voice.

　　”Little Luo, this is Xianhu Ancestor” Han Yunge introduced from the side, “She has a very high seniority in the Taoist sect, and even the contemporary great celestial master Qingwei Daojun will call her ‘Uncle Master’ when he sees her.”

　　Chen Luo was startled, it turned out that this was Xianhu Ancestor. Before, he planned to come to ask for medicine for the Bone Pill, but later the senior brother “picked up” a dozen of it for him, so he canceled the trip.

　　Unexpectedly, they met here.

　　”Humble Chen Luo meets the Xianhu Ancestor.” Chen Luo hurriedly bowed and saluted.

　　Xianhu Ancestor waved her hand: “What kind of ancestor am I, I’m just a little older. You are a good teacher of the Taoist sect, and you are the enshrinement of my Taoist sect. You don’t have to be so polite, just call me granny!”

　　Han Qingzhu said with a smile: “Sit down for a while. I still have a few words with the ancestor. Today, you will have a meal with me and have a drink with the old man.”

　　Chen Luo nodded, not feeling that Han Qingzhu was being negligent. With his small reputation, he is nothing in front of Daxuan’s Four Ministers. The other party personally introduced him into the main hall, which is a sign that he is treating him as a close junior.

　　When the elders are chatting, if they allow the younger generation to listen at the side, they are being acknowledged.

　　Chen Luo sat obediently by the side, listening to the chat between Han Qingzhu and the ancestor Xianhu, with a strange expression on his face.

　　It turned out that Han Qingzhu and Patriarch Xianhu were talking about supply transportation.

　　This Xianhu Ancestor has eight thousand big gourd demons and countless gourd descendants, all of whom have mastered the supernatural power of “hiding the world in their belly”. Han Qingzhu hoped that the Xianhu Ancestor could increase the number of gourd monsters by 10% again, and transport luggage to the north on a regular basis.

　　But in this way, there will be problems with the Daxuan freight system for Xianhu Ancestor.

　　It sounds like Xianhu Ancestor has almost monopolized half of the bulk cargo delivery market in Daxuan Dynasty, and it is also a high-end market.

　　What a person, is she this era’s Shunfeng?

　　After some bargaining, the two finally settled on 600 big gourds, with an additional quota of 3,000 small gourds.

　　After talking about placing an order, the atmosphere finally became a little more relaxed. Han Qingzhu turned his head with a smile, looked at Chen Luo, and noticed a scroll in Chen Luo’s hand.

　　”Boy, you’re coming to my house for a quick meal, why are you still bringing gifts? Take it back, take it back!”

　　”Uncle Han, the boy didn’t bring any gifts.” Chen Luo glanced at Han Yunge, decided to address Han Yunge according to her seniority, and said, “It’s just a new poem, it’s not worth much money.”

　　”What? New poem? Hurry up and open it up!”

　　Han Yunge and Xianhu Patriarch also cast curious eyes.

　　Chen Luo took the scroll with a smile and handed it to Han Qingzhu.

　　Han Qingzhu untied the tie, opened the scroll, and suddenly the Yawen inside shone brightly…