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Chen Luo stretched himself, the sun was already high, and Ji Zhong's voice of 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 with a great Confucianism in mind, was given prostitution by that kid again."

Chen Luo got up from the bed and dressed himself.Speaking of which, it was originally arranged for Lu Tong to buy some servants and come back, but Chen Xuan is going to Beijing 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 middle.

"Ding--"

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

"Cool!"

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

Hitting a dozen ordinary people is no problem!

While having breakfast at noon, Lu Tong said while feeding Chen Luobu: "Uncle, 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 it. You See what the rules are for this worship?"

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

After thinking about it, the boss 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 the door.

"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 entered the account yet, has it?"

"Uncle Hui, your salary will start to be distributed next month. The real text silver passed on by Zhong Kui will be paid every three months. According to the regulations between you and the academy, the income of Minbao will also be paid every three months. Right now There is no expense, so the old slave does not have a special accountant."

"Then why are you giving a salute? It's a waste of money. Go and get me a pen and ink!"

"Yes!"

Hmph, money is not enough, so poetry is needed.

I'm looking around, what kind of poem is better to prepare this time?

The carriage of the Earl's Mansion creaked and creaked on Suzaku Avenue, and Ji Zhong thoughtfully took off the "Wan Anbo" mark.

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

Don't be too ostentatious!

Han Qingzhu's mansion is next to Zhongjing's arsenal, but it's not far from Wan'anbo's mansion. It took about 10 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 heroic woman about 27 or [-] 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 Luofu.

"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 under her knees, who were twins of dragons and phoenixes. 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, so he stayed at the Han family.

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

"Poor nameless bones by the river, still a person in a spring girl's dream."

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 more happy 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. My sister has long wanted to see you." Han Yunge said as he walked, "Today there are guests at home, and daddy can't leave the table. , just send me to meet you. Don’t blame me.”

"Where is there?" Chen Luo was startled, "I took the liberty. If it's inconvenient, I'll go back first and come back next time."

It was only then that Chen Luo realized that visiting Gaomen 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, and it is also 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, not the current day.

Only a good family member would run directly to the door in such a reckless manner.

"Mistake!" 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.

"It's 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 Wan Amber you mentioned, Xiaosong, right? 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.

"Xiao Luo, this is the ancestor of the fairy gourd!" Han Yunge introduced from the side, "He has a very high seniority in the Taoist sect, and even the contemporary great celestial master Qingwei Daojun will call 'Uncle Master' when he sees it."

Chen Luo was startled, it turned out that this was the ancestor of the fairy gourd.Before, he planned to come to ask for medicine for the Bone Pill, but after the elder brother "picked up" a dozen of Xiaoyi for him, he canceled the trip.

Unexpectedly, we will meet again here.

"Boy Chen Luo, I have seen the ancestor of the fairy gourd." Chen Luo hurriedly bowed and saluted.

The fairy gourd patriarch waved his hand: "What kind of patriarch is I, but he is 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 mother-in-law!"

Han Qingzhu said with a smile: "Sit down for a while. I still have a few words with the ancestor. Today, I 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 my little reputation, I am nothing in front of Daxuan Sixiang. The other party directly introduces me into the main hall, which is to treat me as a close junior.

When the elders are chatting, if the younger generation can listen by the side, it is recognized.

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

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

This fairy gourd patriarch has eight thousand big gourd monsters and countless gourd sons and grandchildren, each of whom has mastered the supernatural power of "hiding the world in the belly".Han Qingzhu hoped that the ancestor of the fairy gourd would increase the number of gourd monsters by [-]% again, and transport luggage to the north on a regular basis.

But in this way, there will be problems with the Daxuan freight system of the ancestor of the fairy gourd.

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

Good guy, is this Shunfenghutong?

After some bargaining, the two finally settled on [-] big gourds, with an additional quota of [-] small gourds.

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

"Boy, come to my house for a quick meal, why are you still bringing salutes? Take it back, take it back!"

"Uncle Han, the boy didn't bring any salutes." Chen Luo glanced at Han Yunge, decided to address Han Yunge according to his seniority, and said, "It's just a new poem, it's not worth much money?"

"What? New poems? Hurry up, open 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 golden light of Yawen