Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 87: Ding dong dong dang dang (on)

Chen Luo stretched out, it was already three poles in the sun, and the voice of Ji Zhong chanting scriptures could be vaguely heard in the courtyard.

"He's a good boy who loves to learn!" Chen Luo nodded and listened carefully. It seemed that the fourth senior brother was still pointing, "Bastard, the tutor of a Confucian Confucian in a positive mood has been prostituted by that kid again."

Chen Luo got up from the bed and dressed appropriately. Speaking of it, Lu Tong was originally arranged to buy some servants to come back, but Chen Xuan was about to go to Beijing, so she simply waited two days, and it would be better for Chen Xuan to arrange it.

Chen Luo looked inside the body, and the effect of the supplement was really outstanding. Just yesterday, the red dust in the body had returned to its peak reserve. Chen Luo didn't talk nonsense, just sat cross-legged and transported the red dust. into the hole.

"Ding——"

Chen Luo secretly said in his heart, the first orifice is full!

"That's cool!"

Now he is also a master with the power of a knack!

It's easy to beat more than a dozen ordinary people!

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While having breakfast at noon, Lu Tong said while serving Chen Luobu dishes: "Uncle, the steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion came to send a message in the morning, saying that the Prime Minister of War would like you to spend a few days in the manor. What do you think is the constitution for this worship?"

Chen Luo hesitated for a moment: "Bing Xiang? Han Qingzhu?"

After thinking about it, the boss seemed to have said that he wanted to meet again when he left. I thought it was a polite remark, but I didn't expect that he was really invited to come.

"Hasn't the Minister of War gone to Wanren City yet?" Chen Luo asked in confusion.

Lu Tong explained: "The day of the Prime Minister's departure is set for the first day of the next month. On these days, the Prime Minister still needs to sit in Zhongjing and dispatch troops to raise food and grass."

Chen Luo suddenly realized that Han Qingzhu was leading troops on an expedition, not traveling. Naturally, he needed some time to prepare.

"Well, our family has no money yet, right?"

"Uncle Hui, your salary will be distributed next month, and the real money of "Zhong Kui Lue Biography" will be paid every three months. The end of the month. At the moment, there are no expenses in the house, so the old slave does not have a special accountant."

"Then what kind of worship, waste of money. Go and get me a pen and ink!"

"Yes!"

Hmph, I don't have enough money, so I'll make it up with poetry.

Looking around, what kind of poems should I prepare this time?

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The carriage of the Earl's Mansion squeaked 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 flamboyant!

Han Qingzhu's mansion is next to the arsenal in Zhongjing, not far from Wan'anbo mansion. It took about twenty minutes before he wandered to the door.

Ji Zhong got out of the car, knocked on the door, and handed over the invitation. After a while, the middle door was opened, and a heroic woman about twenty-seven or eight-year-old greeted her with a few servants.

"Is the Chen family brother here? Come in, come in, come in." Before anyone arrived, the voice came first. I saw that the heroic woman walked to the door with a smiling face and greeted Chen Luofu with blessings.

"I have seen Sister Yunge." Chen Luo hurriedly returned the salute.

Before coming here, Lu Tong and Chen Luo had said carefully that the wife of the Minister of War died of illness ten years ago. She had a son and a daughter, both born of a dragon and a phoenix. Her son Han Poman was guarding the most dangerous part of the Great Wall of Righteousness. Feixia Pass, and the one in front of him is his daughter Han Yunge.

In the early years, Han Yunge was engaged to Mo Fei, a disciple of Han Qingsong, the military minister. Later, Mo Fei died in the only battle of the dynasty. Han Yunge vowed not to marry for life, so he stayed in the Han family.

"I swore to sweep away the fierce and barbarians without caring for one's own body, and the five thousand Confucian robes would mourn the barbarian dust."

"The poor nameless riverside bone is still a girl in a spring boudoir's dream."

This is the saddest poem by a woman in the world.

Chen Luo originally wanted to call "Ms. Yunge", but the other party's attitude was friendly, so he called "Sister Yunge". Han Yunge was even more happy when she heard the words. She was originally a tiger girl and didn't care about the sour and Confucian etiquette. She was even more handsome and talented in Chen Luo's youth, which reminded her of the Shubian younger brother who had not returned for seven or eight years.

"Poman was at this age when he left home!" Yun Ge's thoughts flashed across his mind, but he looked at Chen Luo more cordially.

"I heard Daddy say that Xiaoluo, you are unparalleled in writing, 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 the house, Daddy will not When you're ready to leave, send me to meet you. Don't blame me..."

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

Chen Luo just thought that a visit to Gaomen in this world is not a visit from the countryside. It must be posted first, stating the time of the visit and making it easier for the other party to prepare, which is equivalent to making an appointment. Didn't Lu Tong say it before? The housekeeper of the Han residence sent a message to the door, specifically explaining the days, not the day.

Only if you are good at family, would you be so reckless and go straight to the door.

"What a mistake!" Chen Luo sighed in his heart. Lu Tong must know this truth, but Lu Tong didn't know what the relationship between him and Han Qingzhu was, so he didn't stop him.

He didn't know that it was his actions that made Han Yunge feel more intimacy.

"It's all here, why are you going back!" A mighty 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 distinguished guest that Han Yunge spoke of. It turned out to be an old woman. She looked extremely old, but her eyes were full of brilliance.

The old woman was wearing a Taoist robe, her sparse hair was loosely scattered, her eyebrows were as white as snow, falling down, and she looked at Chen Luo with a kind smile.

"Hohohohoho, this is the Wan Anbo you said, Komatsu, right? He's a handsome child." The old woman said hoarsely, revealing half of her yellow teeth that were missing from her mouth. There was some satisfaction in his voice.

"Xiao Luo, this is the ancestor of the fairy gourd!" Han Yunge introduced on the side, "In the Taoist sect, the seniority is very high, even the contemporary great master, Qingwei Daojun, would call out 'Uncle Master' when he saw it. "

Chen Luo was shocked, it turned out that this was the ancestor of the fairy gourd. Before, for the Mangu Pill, he also planned to come to the door to ask for medicine, but later the senior brother "picked up" a small dozen for him, and he canceled the trip.

Unexpectedly, we meet again here.

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

The Xianhu Patriarch waved his hand: "What kind of patriarch is the old man, but he is just a little older. You are a virtuous teacher of the Taoist sect, and you are the worshiper of my Taoist sect. You don't have to be so polite, just call me mother-in-law. !”

Han Qingzhu smiled and said, "Sit down for a while. I still have a few words to finish talking with my ancestor. I will have dinner with me today and have a drink with my husband."

Chen Luo nodded, but he didn't think it was Han Qingzhu's negligence~IndoMTL.com~ My little reputation was nothing in front of the Four Elements of the Great Xuan. junior.

The elders are chatting, and if the juniors can listen by the side, it means approval.

Chen Luo sat on the side obediently, listening to the chat between Han Qingzhu and the ancestor of Xianhu, listening and listening, his face was a bit strange.

It turns out that Han Qingzhu and the ancestor of Xianhu were talking about supply and transportation.

This fairy gourd ancestor has eight thousand giant gourd demons and countless grandchildren of gourd gourds, all of whom have mastered the magical power of "hiding the world in the belly". Han Qingzhu hoped that the ancestor of the fairy gourd could increase the number of gourd demons by 10% again, and transport the baggage to the north on a fixed basis.

But in this way, the Great Mysterious Freight System of the Xianhu Patriarch will have problems.

It sounds like this ancestor of the fairy gourd almost monopolized half of the bulk cargo transportation market in the Great Xuan Dynasty, and it was also a high-end market.

Good guy, is this a downwind gourd pass?

After some bargaining, the two finally settled on 600 large gourd demons, with an additional quota of 3,000 small gourd demons.

Talking about placing an order, the atmosphere finally relaxed a little. Han Qingzhu turned his head with a smile, looked at Chen Luo, and noticed a scroll beside Chen Luo.

"Boy, come to my house for a quick meal, why do you still bring a salute? Take it back and take it back!"

"Uncle Han, the boy didn't bring any salutations." Chen Luo glanced at Han Yunge, decided to follow Han Yunge's name, and said, "It's just a new poem, it's not worth much."

"What? New poetry? Hurry up, open it up!"

Han Yunge and the ancestor of the fairy gourd also cast curious glances.

Chen Luo Xiaoyingying took the scroll and handed it to Han Qingzhu.

Han Qingzhu untied the tie, opened the scroll, and suddenly Yawen's golden light burst out...