Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 167: Wonderful Butler

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Li Jianqi is an Wuxiangjie master who has absorbed the Taizu war spirit, even if he is not proficient in the formation, he would not be so careful.

However, whether it is she or the Jiao behind him, they are indeed walking cautiously. The higher the level, the more they understand the difficulties and dangers on the road of spiritual practice, and the more they understand the truth that a mountain is higher than a mountain. What's more, these formations clearly exude an ancient atmosphere, and they are definitely not the product of the current cultivation world, who dares not care.

This is not a palace.

Who knows what kind of attack instructions Ye Que will give to the formation, what if it is an indiscriminate attack?

I’m really worried that I’ll lose my life here, but I’m mainly afraid of being ashamed. My dignified Jingzhai genius, Princess Tang, if he is compared in Luoyang City, even the formation of a boy in the General’s Mansion would be It can't be broken, and it won't be laughed off. Li Jianqi doesn't want to be everyone's laughter after dinner.

Sitting on the red sandalwood chair in the main hall, Li Jianqi tilted Erlang's legs and began to wait for Ye Que.

The disciple who took care of Ye Que at Tianmen Taoist Temple quickly served Li Jianqi a cup of fragrant and elegant chrysanthemum tea.

Uncle Jiao didn't sit down. His status is noble. After all, he is only the steward of the princess to the outside world. He must be in an orderly manner and understand the rules.

"When will your host come back?" Li Jianqi asked softly with a tea cup in one hand.

"Master?" The disciple of Tianmen Daoguan who was accompanying him was shocked.

"It's Ye Que." Li Jianqi raised his head and looked at the young man, and directly called out Ye Que's name, thinking to himself, "This Ye Que's tutor is no good, the servants don't know who the master is. , It's okay, no rules can't make a circle."

"Are you asking the doormaster?" the boy said blankly.

"Nonsense, how many Ye Ques are there in your family?" Li Jianqi broke a bit speechlessly.

"I don't know when the sect master will come back." It seemed that he hadn't taken care of Li Jianqi's emotions at all. The young man told the truth calmly and showed that he didn't know at all. You asked the wrong person.

Li Jianqi looked at the young man in surprise, raised his brows, and thought to himself, "I don't know what you are talking about with me."

"What's your name?" Li Jianqi asked again.

"Lin Dashu." The young man said proudly. It seems that his name is very powerful. In fact, the name is indeed a little famous recently at Tianmen Taoist Temple and among the cities of Luoyang City.

After all, they were the first group of small gangsters who followed Ye Que to debut. They were clever and savvy. Yesterday, they entered the realm of psychic under Ye Que's guidance, and they were truly practical practitioners.

The Lin Dashu right now is a living example for the people of Luoyang.

Through his own efforts, a small gangster has entered the ranks of cultivators in less than a year. Is there anything more inspirational and proud of this?

There is no reason not to be proud.

And now, Lin Dashu has been sent to Ye Que again to manage the food, clothing, and daily life of the sect master. It seems to be an underworld job, but near the water tower, he must have received more feedback than he has given.

Li Jianqi is the first visitor that Lin Dashu entertains.

The first guest was the princess of Tang State, which made Lin Dashu's respect for his sect master go up a step further. He was indeed the sect master of his own family, and even the princess would come here especially.

Lin Dashu is more clever, but after all, he was born as a low-level gangster, and he is not even a little bit behind the housekeeper of a wealthy family. The princess asks when your housekeeper will come back. You don’t know if you really don’t know , Can the answer be harder?

In fact, it is no wonder Lin Dashu is completely faulty with Ye lacking.

His usual habits and attitude towards others have already begun to affect these disciples, and when Lin Dashu was the steward of the General’s Mansion on the first day, he asked Ye Que, if there are guests coming to the house, what needs to be paid attention to? Is it inexperienced after all?

How Ye Que answered, he told Lin Dashu directly, "It's okay to receive whatever you want. People you know, you can do it yourself. As for those you don’t know, you can do it yourself, it doesn’t matter. Yes, just do what you want. You will be a cultivator in the future. The job of stewardship is just to hone and temper your xinxing. Don’t take it too seriously, just treat it as your own home."

Look, Ye Que has said things like this. A formal disciple of Tianmen Taoist Temple like Lin Dashu naturally understands another meaning. Everyone in the Taoist Temple is not afraid, and welcomes others. Whatever you want, the practitioners are not ordinary people and will have great achievements in the future.

Lin Dashu thought and did the same, but Li Jianqi knew that Ye Que was disciplined in this way. Naturally, he was a little depressed, even a little helpless. She could tell at a glance that this Lin Dashu was not at all. A qualified butler, the second person in the restaurant is more qualified than him.

Slanting a glance at Lin Dashu, Li Jianqi snorted coldly, "Your name really matches me, elm bumps."

Lin Dashu chuckled at Li Jianqi, did not answer any more, he was no more casual, after all, this is the princess in front of him, he must not really offend him, his words were a little bit awkward, just a little awkward and harmless.

There were only three people left in the lobby of the General's Mansion. Li Jianqi was sitting on a chair, and Bo Jiao and Lin Dashu were both standing by.

Snowflakes began to float outside the house again.

The snow in Luoyang city this year came early, and it fell more frequently than in previous years. ..

There is a stove in the corner of the hall with hot water gushing on it.

After Li Jianqi drank a cup of tea, Lin Dashu took hot water from the stove to fill her up. One cup after another cup of tea, Li Jianqi didn’t know how much he drank. The snowy sky was gloomy and I couldn’t see it. No matter what time it was, Ye Que did not appear until Li Jianqi's stomach began to growl.

This chrysanthemum tea has defeated the fire.

However, after defeating the fire, it seems that Li Jianqi's chest agitation can't be suppressed.

This is the first person who dared to wait for her after she became a princess. The impatient between her eyebrows is that fools can see, even the uncle Jiao standing next to her is a bit embarrassed.

Uncle Jiao deliberately reminded Lin Dashu~IndoMTL.com~ but the movements were not too obvious. First he raised his eyebrows at Lin Dashu when Li Jianqi was not paying attention, and then hooked him, even In the end, he coughed twice.

Lin Dashu didn't move at all, as if he hadn't seen it.

"Is it really an elm bump?" Uncle Jiao, who was standing next to him, was bleeding in his heart. "You kid, are you blind or really stupid? What's the use of standing stupidly here with us, hurry up Go and find the master of your house. Didn’t you see your Highness waiting in a hurry?"

In the end, there was really no way. Uncle Jiao had to bite the bullet and quietly moved a few steps, moved to the side of Lin Dashu, patted him lightly, without any response. Then I took another shot, but there was still no response.

On the third shot, I saw Lin Dashu's eyes move slightly, and suddenly turned his head to look at Bo Jiao, his eyes were confused, and he didn't seem to know what happened just now.

As for Uncle Jiao and Li Jianqi, they also opened their eyes, because they had already seen that this Lin Dashu turned out to be in concentration.

Stand up, open your eyes, and enter concentration practice.