Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 49: How can it be the same generation

When the carriage passed the Wanshengmen Gate, it even entered the Central Capital City. A Suzaku Street with a width of eight or nine feet stretched out, and the end point was the towering palace wall at the end of the line of sight.

Chen Luo lifted the curtain and instantly felt like he was entering the city. The image of this bustling market made him feel like he was in "Across the River During Qingming Festival", and his eyes were full of freshness.

"Senior, where are we going now?" Chen Luo asked.

"Go to your mansion, the Mansion of the Earl of Wan'an!"

Chen Luo subconsciously asked: "Give me a house? How many rings, how many flats?"

Wei Yan was stunned for a moment. He suspected that Chen Luo was testing himself with unfamiliar words, and he must not lose face, so the great Confucian "Looking at Things to Know" activated the supernatural power, and then barely understood the meaning of Chen Luo's words, and replied: " In Qing'an Square, it is a bustling and prosperous place, as for the size, you can tell by looking at it yourself."

Chen Luo nodded, closed the curtain, and asked, "Senior, what do I need to do next? Also, when can I pick up my sister and the others?"

Wei Yan stroked his beard: "The court meeting in three days, you have to go to the palace to thank you. After this step, your status as an earl will be fully agreed upon. As for your family, there will be colleagues to take care of you, so please rest assured. The suggestion is that you can take them to Beijing when you have everything in Zhongjing sorted out."

Wei Yan paused, then instructed: "Anxin is staying in Zhongjing. If you want to leave the city, be sure to say hello to Wenchang Pavilion. You drive 3,000 miles to the sky, and there is no guarantee that no one will attack you. Look at the text and arrange for you to go to someone, and your future teacher should arrange a guardian for you!"

Chen Luo nodded. He didn't need Wei Yan's instructions, he also planned to do so. Not to mention the dangers that haven't come to the fore, he has already completely offended Lian Ai to death just from the Gu Sect.

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The carriage swayed for a long time, and finally stopped until the morning market was over. Chen Luo, who had been numb for a long time, lifted the curtain of the car and jumped out of the carriage.

He raised his head, facing a vermilion lacquer door. The copper nails on the door were the size of tea bowls, brushed with gold lacquer, and gleaming. At this moment, there was a person standing in front of the door, wearing a bright yellow palace robe, a red iris feather with a foot in his hat, and holding a whisk.

This man saw Chen Luo getting out of the car, and noticed Wei Yan who was following behind. He immediately squeezed out a smile, stepped forward quickly, and bowed deeply: "The slave servant Qing Pian Si walking **** Wang Li, I have seen a great scholar. Mr. Wei, I have met Wan Anbo."

Wei Yan glanced at Wang Li: "Did Hou An sent you here?"

Wang Li didn't dare to get up, but he still hunched over and replied, "It was Manager Hou who sent the servants here. The manager said that the uncle had just arrived, and the servants would take the uncle for a walk and turn around, and there should be no strangers. feeling.”

Wei Yan nodded slightly: "It's really intentional." Then he looked at Chen Luo: "You will be familiar with this prince, the old man will go back to Wenchang Pavilion to unload the errand. After three days, the old man will send someone to pick you up. Let's go to court together, don't snooze and miss the hour."

Chen Luo nodded, and then saluted Wei Yan: "Boy remember it."

Wei Yan smiled lightly, patted Chen Luo on the shoulder, got on the carriage again, and left slowly.

Watching Wei Yan leave, Chen Luo turned around and cupped his hands at Wang Li, who had been standing respectfully by the side: "It's hard work father-in-law!"

Wang Li was flattered and hurriedly returned the salute; "Don't dare, my uncle broke the slaves. Uncle please!"

Wang Li led the way forward, came to the gate, pushed it hard, and the red lacquer gate slowly opened...

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Wenchang Pavilion.

"Wen Xiang, I'm back..." Wei Yan knocked on the wooden door of Wen Xiang Jing's room.

"Come in!"

Wei Yan pushed open the door and saw Wen Xiang playing a game with a middle-aged man with a face as black as the bottom of a pot. When Wei Yan saw the middle-aged man, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he hurriedly walked forward to meet him: "Student Wei Yan, I have met my teacher!"

The black-faced man waved his hand slightly: "Okay, get up, we don't have so many rules in our line!"

Yan Baichuan looked at Wei Yan with a smile: "Is that kid settled?"

Wei Yan quickly replied: "Hou An sent someone to take over!"

Yan Baichuan nodded slightly: "Hou An is a good person..." Afterwards, Yan Baichuan ruffled the chessboard and said with a smile, "Retreat, can you go see that kid?"

The black-faced man was unmoved when he heard the words, just stared at the chaotic chessboard in front of him and said, "There are two more moves and you will lose!"

"Huh?" Yan Baichuan frowned, "Impossible, the old man has a backhand that can turn things around in an instant"

The black-faced man raised his head and glanced at Yan Baichuan, his sleeves brushed over the chessboard, and the messed up pieces instantly returned to their original state.

"Come on, let me see your turnaround!"

Yan Baichuan's face changed: "Song Tuizhi! This old man is trying to save face for you. Do you think this old man didn't see it. Did you play chess with me using the supernatural power of 'seeing the micro-knowledge'?"

Song Tuizhi squinted at Yan Baichuan: "Don't ask the wicked to sue first. It's you who took two steps with 'Seeing Weizhi' first!"

Standing beside Wei Yan, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "Seeing microscopic knowledge" is a magical power that can only be mastered by a great Confucian who has crossed the five mountains and seas, and can predict the future development of things based on a trace of signs. It is not inferior to Daomen's celestial fortune-telling. He hasn't mastered this yet.

It's just that you guys use it to play chess to cheat, right?

"Song Pifu, see how this old man predicts your chess path!"

"Yan Pifu, look at the old man's prediction of your prediction!"

"How difficult is this, see the old man's prediction of your prediction of my prediction!"

"Hehe, the old man predicts your prediction again and I predict your prediction!"

Wei Yan turned around and left the place. He dared to bet that these two famous Confucians could not make a move today even with their throats hoarse!

Sometimes, the more you know, the harder it is to take the first step!

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"Uncle, this is the last courtyard of the Earl's Mansion. The entire Earl's Mansion has a total of twenty wing rooms, twelve independent courtyards, two main halls, six side halls, and two lower courtyards. There are also eight utility rooms such as stables, water rooms, kitchens, etc. All the furniture and items are already ready, and if you see where they still need to be repaired, I will come here with the staff of the Department of Internal Affairs..."

"No, no..." Chen Luo was a little stunned. He guessed that the Earl's Mansion was not small, but how could he have thought it was so big! This is a mansion, this is a community...

If it is converted into the imperial capital of the previous life, I have such a house... Forget it, I dare not think about it...

"Uncle?"

Chen Luo regained his senses and waved his hand quickly: "No, no, I think it's pretty good."

Wang Li apologized and said with a smile: "If you think it's good, then it's no problem~IndoMTL.com~ There is one more thing, please let me know."

"You said."

Wang Li hurriedly said: "My uncle has just arrived here, so there must be some servants in this mansion. Do you want the servants to find some people..."

Only then did Chen Luo realize that the Earl's Mansion was huge, and it was indeed not popular at all. They've all become uncles, so there must be someone to serve them, right? Has the dream of buying a few beautiful maids finally come true?

Just as Chen Luo was about to nod his head, he suddenly thought of a question—

He has no money!

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"Teacher, why did you suddenly come to Zhongjing?" Wei Yan handed Song Tuizhi a cup of hot tea.

"It's not for the three thousand miles to the sky..." Song Tuizhi's voice was a little hoarse.

I heard from the person on duty at Wenchang Pavilion that both the teacher and Wen Xiang used the supernatural power of "weiyandayi" in the final quarrel.

Wei Yan was startled at first, and then a happy expression appeared on his face: "So, it's my teacher, you want to put that kid in the door?" But then Wei Yan's face changed again, "In this way, doesn't he become successful? Is my little junior brother, and I am the same generation?"

Song Tuizhi took a sip of tea and moistened his throat: "You think too much, how can you be the same generation?"

Wei Yan wondered: "Could it be that one of my apprentice brothers wants to accept him? This...isn't it safe?"

Song Tuizhi put the teacup on the table, and said lightly: "Your master asked me to come here, for one month, let's see what the character of the owner of Tongtian Road is. If he passes the test, the old man will accept it on behalf of the teacher. Disciple, he will become the old man's junior brother, how can your junior uncle be the same generation?"

Wei Yan froze: "My... little... uncle?"

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At this time, Chen Luo was sitting on the roof of the main hall of the Earl's Mansion, looking at the starry sky, and muttered: "Make money..."