The house arranged by Yang Qianli is naturally good, with rockeries, green ponds, jagged rocks, and various exotic flowers and plants dotted among them, which is quite the wonder of Luozhou gardens, "the world is so close at hand."
It is said that this place was originally the retirement garden of the second-grade dragon. After the evil dragon was killed and the He family was destroyed, the Lu family, now the first family in Leya, wanted to give this house to Yang Qianli on behalf of the city lord's palace. Yang Qianli refused, but in the end, because of Princess Pingyang's face, he had no choice but to accept the offer on behalf of his own prince. They don't live in it on weekdays. They just send people to clean it from time to time. It serves as Chen Luo's garden in Leyacheng. Chen Luo was here today, so it was naturally arranged here.
At this time, Chen Luoke was not in the mood to visit the gardens. All he could think about was that weird little beggar. It's just that regardless of Confucianism or Taoism, the appearance is fixed at most and cannot be rejuvenated, so it is rare to see masters who look like boys.
Could it be the reincarnated soul boy of Buddhism?
It's impossible. If the reincarnated soul boy wants to cultivate advanced cultivation again, he has to practice step by step. It's just that there are no bottlenecks compared to ordinary people. Besides, he looked like he was about to starve to death, how could he look like a spiritual boy?
Chen Luo shook his head, perhaps because the beggar's appearance he saw on the carriage was so impressive that he was dazzled. As for Wei Jing's abnormal movements, to be honest, due to bad luck, Wei Jing basically turned into vibration mode.
Maybe it's just my own eyesight.
Chen Luo didn't tell Lang Feixian and the others about this matter. After all, it didn't matter and they couldn't make any preparations. Telling it would only make them more worried. If something happened, the soldiers would come and cover it up. However, he gave Yang Qianli an additional instruction, asking him to check on the little beggar again and report back.
After regaining his composure, he sat in the study, wrote a greeting note himself, and gave it to Yang Qianli to send to Princess Pingyang, and then he started looking for Jin Guagua.
It goes without saying that the senior sister will definitely give herself all the cultural treasures she can produce, but Jin Guagua is also a top rich second generation.
A pinch of oil.
…
"Quack? (Wen Bao?)" Jin Guagua, who was licking a piece of candy and throwing a pill, looked at Chen Luo, took off the small backpack on his back, rummaged through it, and raised his head, "Quack! (No !)”
"It doesn't matter if it's a cultural treasure, it can be a Taoist treasure or a Buddhist treasure! I'll trade it with you for other treasures!" Chen Luo nodded and said.
Jin Guagua rummaged through the backpack again, and then simply threw it to Chen Luo: "Quack! Quack! (See for yourself! I can't find it)"
Chen Luo took the thumb-sized backpack and was not polite, since he was his brother anyway. He branched out a ray of soul power and reached into the small backpack, and was instantly shocked.
Inside the backpack, there are nine mountains with shining treasures, and waterfalls of strange light and splendor left from the mountains. If you look closely, you can see that the waterfalls are actually composed of pills.
"Quack! Quack! (Tell me which one you like! I'll take it out!)"
"Quaa... (No one else can take it except me!)"
"Gah! (I can only take the four treasure mountains in the front. I can't take the five in the back because my cultivation is not up to it!)"
Chen Luo's eyes quickly scanned the four treasure mountains, and treasures that were rare in the outside world flashed through his mind. There were quite a few materials that could be used to make cultural treasures, but unfortunately they were not readily available.
Chen Luo withdrew from the backpack, returned the backpack to Jin Guagua, and asked curiously: "Why do you have so many treasures? Your mother-in-law's money-making pavilion is not as rich as yours, right?"
Jin Guagua put on his backpack again: "Quagua! (They all belong to my mother.)"
"Qua! Gua? (My mother is the Destiny Toad! Do you understand the Destiny Toad?)"
"Quack! (It's the kind that can fall into the ancient demon ruins with just one jump!)"
Speaking of this, Jin Guagua, who had always been heartless, suddenly looked a little lonely and his singing was not so loud.
"Gua... (The only unlucky thing about my mother is probably giving birth to me...)"
"Gua... (She used her good luck to give birth to me...)"
Chen Luo couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw Jin Guagua being so depressed, and patted Jin Guagua's head gently: "Auntie must think that is the luckiest thing in her life."
"Quack..." Jin Guagua screamed to himself, but this time there was no sound transmission from his soul. Then, he regained his arrogant expression and said: "Quack? Quack! Quack! (You want those treasures? No) Question! Let’s buy it!)”
After saying that, Jin Guagua patted his small backpack: "Qua! (We have money!)"
Chen Luo laughed dumbly and touched the frog's head. Suddenly, Chen Luo thought of a question.
Hasn’t Jin Guagua always been clinging to Senior Brother all this time? Why is the senior brother missing?
…
Garden pond.
A green lotus floats in the water.
Yun Siyao strolled to the edge of the pond, took a look at the pond, and called softly: "Elder brother..."
Qinglian slowly floated over and turned into the shadow of Lang Feixian: "Xiao Yao'er! You're not accompanying your junior brother?"
Yun Siyao's face turned slightly red, and he said coquettishly: "The mastiff Lingling is following me. I specially found a chance to chat with you."
Lang Feixian looked helpless: "Did you see it?"
Yun Siyao nodded: "When we left Dongcang, Senior Brother, you should have recovered your Confucian cultivation, right?"
The shadow of Lang Feixian nodded slowly.
"Before Junior Brother opened the Tianmen, or to be more precise, when I was at Wuliang Lake in the Martial Academy, I had already recovered my cultivation as a great Confucian."
"Then why..." Yun Siyao waved his hand, and a futon appeared on the ground. Yun Siyao knelt down and sat on the futon, "You want to follow Li Qinglian's path?"
The shadow of Lang Feixian sat down casually: "Have I told you about the remnant soul of Qinglian slaying the barbarian god with the sword in my dream?"
Yun Siyao nodded.
"That's not an ordinary remnant soul." Lang Feixian sighed, "That's not a remnant soul, it's the sword intention! Shi Xin's sword intention!"
"While killing the barbarian god with the sword, he also showed me the poetic swordsmanship!"
Yun Siyao shook his head slightly: "But senior brother, you don't have the poetic world of Li Qinglian. Throughout the ages, no one can cast the world with poetry like Li Qinglian."
Lang Feixian's face looked a little lonely: "Do you have any wine?"
Yun Siyao turned over his hands, and a jar of wine appeared in his hand. He patted off the mud seal, and Yun Siyao poured all the wine on the green lotus.
"It's not like there's no other way!" Lang Feixian said with a smile, "I just want to take advantage of my junior brother."
Yun Siyao blinked and instantly understood Lang Feixian's thoughts. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "But... Senior brother, you are only one step away from becoming a saint!"
"What a pity."
"One step is close, and one step is the end of the world!" Lang Feixian shook his head slightly, "It's just that he might steal the spotlight from my junior brother."
Yun Siyao chuckled: "If we really do that, my junior brother's success rate of reaching the sky will be increased by at least 10%! Besides..."
Yun Siyao took out another bottle of wine, but this time he drank two sips before pouring it on Qinglian: "Have you ever seen a master whose limelight was stolen by his guards?"
"Hahahaha..." Lang Feixian laughed twice, without any of his usual ungrateful appearance. His illusory figure slowly disappeared, but a voice came out: "Let me brew for a while and go further, but don't tell my junior brother beforehand."
"When the time comes, give him a surprise!"
After the words fell, Qinglian slowly drifted away.
Yun Siyao stood up slowly, looked at the green lotus floating in the pond, and sighed inaudibly.
…
Leya City Lord's Mansion.
Princess Pingyang looked at the greeting card in her hand and threw it aside with a dark face, somewhat dissatisfied: "Why are these people so shameless?"
"It's shameless to be the descendant of a saint. This is a love poem every day. Do they think I haven't seen any good poems or lyrics in Pingyang?"
"If you want to impress me with poetry, it's almost as if their ancestors are resurrected!"
Lu Changle who was on the side said quickly: "Princess, be careful what you say! Don't disrespect the saint!"
"It wasn't because Marquis Wu made an exception that day when he asked the princess to meet him because of his poem 'Asking what love is in the world'. This matter spread more and more widely in Leya City, and became more and more evil, so much so that they all thought the princess preferred this kind of thing! "
"That's why..."
Hearing Lu Changle's words, Princess Pingyang curled her lips: "Then you can write such poems!"
Lu Changle choked for a moment and said, "Actually, there are a few young masters who are pretty good!"
Princess Pingyang: "Not as good as Chen Luo!"
Lu Changle was helpless, Princess, you are unreasonable.
How do you compare Chen Luona's poetry?
Lu Changle also sighed when he thought of those guests.
"After all, they are all guests invited by the ancestor. Maybe the princess's future husband is among them. The princess should take a closer look." Then he added, "It's better than the marriage by the ancestor in the future."
Princess Pingyang shrugged indifferently: "It's just a matter of marriage. I've thought about it for a long time. The worst I can do is become a widowed city lord!"
"Maybe there can be a chastity archway built outside the city lord's palace."
"Would it be very honorable?"
"Ahem!" Lu Changle was frightened by Princess Pingyang's words.
Why did the majestic princess, who looked like a fairy, have a mouth?
At this moment, a maid hurriedly walked in and handed a greeting card to Princess Pingyang: "Princess, Mr. Yang of Leya Gang has handed over a greeting card."
"Yang Qianli?" Princess Pingyang was confused and reached out to take the invitation. After reading two lines of words, her eyes lit up.
"Master Lu, Chen Luo is coming to Leya!"
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