Chapter 7: The Wicked Guest Arrives
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"Please, two."
Lu Fengqiu invited the two into the inner room to sit down.
Zi Chu saw that the furnishings in the inner room were very different from the current Qin people's residences, and he was even more sure that the person in front of him must be an immortal!
And this is the abode of the immortals!
Although Lu Buwei was shocked, his face did not change, and he could still hold on.
He sat on the side with Zichu and said, "I don't know what Mr. is here to do?" β
Lu Fengqiu smiled, showed the two of them tea, and said, "Poor Dao wants to preach in Xianyang, I don't know if it's okay?" β
Lu Buwei lowered his eyebrows and said, "What do you mean, sir?" β
Lu Fengqiu smiled lightly and said, "Lu Gong is a very smart person, how can he not understand the meaning of the poor road. β
Lu Buwei said: "Mr. wants Mr. to introduce Mr. to the king?" β
Lu Fengqiu said with a smile: "Lu Gong is really smart, and he can understand it at all. β
Lu Buwei looked at Zi Chu quietly, and Zi Chu was excited, and said: "Mr. is a master of the immortal family, if my father knows that the immortal has come to Xianyang, he must be very happy." β
Lu Fengqiu looked at Zichu and said, "So, did the son agree to the poor way?" β
Zi Chu was about to agree, but Lu Buwei on the side coughed twice.
Lu Fengqiu looked at Lu Buwei with a smile and said, "Lu Gong has an uncomfortable throat?" The art of the poor road is a doctor, why don't you show the poor way to Lu Gong? β
Lu Buwei smiled quietly and said: "The demeanor of Mr. Lu Buwei and Gongzi have seen it with their own eyes, but the king is the body of ten thousand gold, and now it is during the mourning period, if Gongzi introduces Mr. at this time, I am afraid that Gongzi's reputation will be unfavorable and he will provoke tongue." β
Lu Fengqiu's face suddenly turned cold, and he said lightly: "Listen to Lu Gong's meaning, but you regard the poor Dao as a demon? Afraid that the poor road will demagogue people's minds and cause chaos to the court? β
When Lu Buwei heard this, his face changed slightly, and he said: "Mr. is serious, how dare Lu Buwei!" β
Lu Fengqiu said softly: "Gong Lu, it's really better to be famous than to see it." β
"In this case, then the poor road will not be embarrassed by the son, ten days later, the poor road will take the stage to preach in Xianyang City, I hope that the son and Lu Gong can go to have a look."
When Lu Buwei heard this, he arched his hand and said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, when the time comes, Lu Buwei will definitely go with his son to pay homage to Mr.!" β
Lu Fengqiu nodded and said, "Two of you, please use tea!" β
Lu Buwei pulled Zi Chu, who was about to pick up the teacup, and said to Lu Fengqiu: "Don't drink the tea first, son, don't you still have some important things to deal with, let's go back first." β
Zichu heard LΓΌ Buwei's off-string sound, and was half-pulled out of the Yuquan View by LΓΌ Buwei.
Lu Fengqiu looked at Lu Buwei's cautious appearance and couldn't help but smile faintly.
In the end, he is a famous figure in history, which cannot be underestimated, and this caution is not easy.
Ordinary people were shocked when they saw the ability of such a vacuumous creature, but Lu Buwei was able to keep his own heart, and he did have a set.
Zichu is too immature compared to Lu Buwei.
Lu Fengqiu shouted at the little flower outside the door.
"Shut the door and thank you!"
Xiaohua ran to the door and closed the door of the Yuquan Temple tightly.
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Zichu Mansion.
LΓΌ Buwei and Zi Chu sat on their knees, and Zi Chu said, "Sir, why didn't you let me introduce that immortal to my father?" β
Lu Buwei frowned and said: "This person has a mysterious background, although he has a skill, but if he rashly introduces it to the king, someone will definitely use this as an excuse to attack the prince, although the king has promised to make the prince the prince, but the edict has not been issued, and the prince is still careful to be a teacher." β
"Therefore, it is better to postpone this matter, and see what else this person is capable of, and then it is not too late to make a decision."
When Zi Chu heard this, he suddenly said: "Sir's words are very good!" β
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"Is it still there?"
"In!"
"What day is this?"
"It's the fifth day!"
In the Zichu Mansion, many people were whispering and watching secretly.
Five days ago, a mysterious priest came to the house.
It is said that a small courtyard suddenly appeared in the middle of the house and was built by the monk who used the magic of the gods.
It only took a few breaths for a small courtyard to appear out of thin air!
If it weren't for the immortal magic, how could there be such a miraculous thing?
Although Gongzi has strictly ordered that people in the house are not allowed to spread the word.
But such strange things have already spread throughout Gongzi's Mansion.
Even with Xianyang, there are many people in Xianyang City who have heard about this.
In the past two days, there have been a lot more guests who have come to Gongzi's Mansion to pay respects, all of them are coming to meet the legendary immortal!
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Childe's Mansion, in front of the house.
A four-seater horse pulled up in front of it, and two men stepped out of it.
One of them is Gongzi Chu.
The other person was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a rebellious face, it was Yang Quanjun.
This person was born in the nobility of the Chu State, and is the younger brother of the current queen Mrs. Huayang.
Therefore, Zichu was quite respectful of this person.
"Yang Quanjun, please!"
Gongzi Chu made a gesture of invitation towards Yang Quanjun.
Yang Quanjun smiled faintly and said, "Childe is polite." β
After that, he walked into the son's mansion without giving up.
Zi Chu didn't feel anything, he was hostage in Zhao since he was a child, and he was controlled by others everywhere, and he suffered a lot of grievances, so he developed a weak temperament that he had no opinions and soft ears.
Although he is now the crown prince, he can't change his temperament.
"Childe, that person is really an immortal, and he knows how to do immortal magic?"
Yang Quanjun and Zichu walked side by side, asking as they walked, with a look of disbelief on their faces.
Zi Chu smiled bitterly and said, "Why should Yang Quanjun be anxious, you will see the immortal dwelling in a while." β
There is no impermeable wall in the world, and in the past few days, the immortals have been guests in the Chu Mansion, and it has been boiling in Xianyang City.
In the past few days, Zi Chu has heard many people ask him if this is really the case.
Zichu listened to LΓΌ Buwei's advice and did not make a public announcement.
But when someone heard the news, he couldn't help but receive it.
This Yang Quanjun is one of them.
The two drove straight into the back garden.
"Yang Quanjun, that's the dwelling of immortals."
Zi Chu pointed to the jade spring view in the garden, and Shi Ran said.
"Oh? It doesn't look like there's anything strange about it, but Childe is joking. β
Yang Quanjun looked at it at a glance, and felt that the Yuquan Temple was no different from an ordinary courtyard, and it was really ordinary.
"Where is the alchemist?"
Yang Quanjun asked again.
"The immortal is in the courtyard, and he has not been out for five days, and he is closed."
Zichu replied.
When Yang Quanjun heard this, he was quite unconvinced, and said, "Benjun wants to see what this immortal looks like!" β
After that, he immediately swaggered towards the Yuquan Temple.
Bang Bang Bang!
Yang Quanjun knocked on the door of the Yuquan Temple with an impatient face.
I knocked for a long time, but no one came to open the door.
Yang Quanjun shouted very unhappily: "Hurry up and open the door!" Otherwise, Benjun will send someone to smash your courtyard gate! Look at how you pretend to be a ghost! β
There was still no response from the hospital.
Yang Quanjun snorted coldly, waved his hand, and said, "Someone!" Smash this door open for Benjun! β
When Zi Chu on the side heard this, his face immediately changed, and he said, "Yang Quanjun, don't!" Beware of ramming the Immortals! β
Yang Quanjun sneered and said, "Childe, let's see how this person who pretends to be a ghost is overturned to the ground!" β
After that, the entourage behind him had already listened to his order and rushed to the gate of Yuquan Temple.
Zi Chu was about to say something more, but suddenly found that someone grabbed his wrist, and turned his head to look, but it was Lu Buwei who appeared behind him at some point.
Lu Buwei shook his head lightly towards Zichu, and said calmly: "Childe is slow, it doesn't hurt to let Yang Quanjun try!" β
Over there, Yang Quanjun, who was arrogant, smiled evilly on his face, raised his hand and said, "Smash!" β
At this moment, an extremely flat voice came from the Jade Spring Temple.
"Where did you come from, bastard, disturbing the good dreams of the poor road!"