"Subordinates understand!" Lu Rongwei leaned over and replied.

Mo Ling will hold a poetry meeting in the Divine Palace, and the person who came forward is naturally Lu Rongwei, who has been communicating for many years and has made him old and slick, and he is quite relieved to leave everything to him. The input savings of the Divine Palace are also quite generous, Mo Ling spoke, as long as it is needed, there is no need to scruple about using the money, although the support is.

The Liu family in the south of the city is a well-known landowner in Jiannan, and one of the top pilgrims under Mo Ling.

Today, the courtyard of the Liu family was cleaned, and several servants cleaned up, with ruddy faces, standing at the gate. Liu Qiucai was full of wealth, with a little excitement on his face, and his expression was faintly expectant, he kept walking back and forth, looking at the distance of the street.

Located in the center of the south of the city, the Liu family compound is a first-class prosperous place, full of rich mansions, and it is not an exaggeration to say that every inch of land is expensive. At this time, a servant ran in from the corner of the street panting, and said to Liu Qiucai:

"Master, here, here, Lu Gongzi has arrived. ”

Liu Qiu burst into laughter, walked a few steps to the bottom of the stairs, waited quietly, and saw the dark carriage in the distance slowly coming, the curtain was lifted, and a young and handsome young man stepped down, followed by two priests. The girls passing by on the side of the street secretly blushed, Lu Rongwei's outfit was really handsome and handsome, they lowered their heads and whispered, showing shyness:

"Look, this is the young man of the White God Palace outside the city that I told you last time!"

Liu Qiucai walked up quickly, with a smile on his face:

"Lu Gongzi patronizes the cold house, it is really brilliant, please come in quickly. ”

Lu Rongwei bowed his hand, smiled, and said lightly:

"Liu Yuanwai is polite, I haven't seen him for a few days, and today I have no reason to come to the door to disturb, and I have to wait outside, which is really wrong. ”

"Where's the word!!, Childe is polite!" the two entered the mansion talking and laughing, and the servants greeted each other respectfully. Although Lu Rongwei is not the first time to come, he still appreciates the scenery of the Liu family's mansion, looking around, there are green bricks and green tiles everywhere, the pavilions of the buildings, the green bamboos and green trees, the lush branches cover the sun, the breeze is outdated, bringing the ear rustling, and there are even two cute big cats in the bamboo forest, playing and playing.

When they came to the lobby, there was already a maid who had prepared a good hot tea waiting on the side, and the two sat in the main and secondary seats, and the two priests were upright and sat behind Lu Rongwei.

Lu Rongwei took a sip of the teacup and took the lead in saying:

"After the last time, I wonder if Ling Zun's condition has recurred?"

Li Qiucai laughed and said:

Who doesn't know that Lu Gongzi's medical skills are excellent, and his father and his old man are now in good spirits, and they have to eat three bowls for every meal these days!"

After a pause, he added:

"It's really troublesome for Lu Gongzi a lot, if there is no white god miracle, how can I Li Qiucai still have today? Lu Gongzi arrived, but there is a request, although I Li Qiucai is bankrupt, I will never refuse!"

This kind of rhetoric made Lu Rongwei very satisfied, not to mention whether things can be done or not, the attitude is already here, he smiled and nodded:

How dare you bother to go bankrupt, but today you really have something to ask for. ”

Li Qiucai smiled faintly:

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

Lu Rongwei pondered slightly and put down the teacup:

"Recently, a poetry meeting will be held in my shrine, ready to invite Jiannan masters and celebrities, but the poetry meeting does not have great virtue, and it is difficult to maintain the grand occasion. Therefore, I came here today, and if I want to trouble Liu Yuanwai, I will invite some prestige and virtuous seniors to come for this poetry meeting. ”

When Liu Qiucai heard this, he immediately nodded approvingly:

"This is natural, when it comes to this master, I really know one, this is a famous master in Shu County. Outside the city, the old man Bian Qiu, who lived in the mountains and mountains, was the first Jinshi in Shu County in high school fifteen years ago, and had countless protégés, and later lived in seclusion here. In the early years, my father had an old relationship, and the two families also had a lot of contacts, if my old father invited me, I think Qiu Lao would still be willing to come, but the son held a poetry meeting, and there was only one great virtue in charge, I'm afraid it would not be enough!"

Seeing that Liu Qiu agreed to this matter, Lu Rongwei smiled:

"Don't worry about this matter, I have invited the king of Chengdong, and he has also promised to invite a great Confucian, and when there are two masters, I think other celebrities will also be happy to go. ”

"In that case, it's the best!"

Next, Lu Rongwei and Liu Qiucai exchanged a few more polite words, Lu Rongwei got up and prepared to leave, Liu Qiucai did everything possible to stay, and when he saw that Lu Rongwei had made up his mind, he didn't say anything more, just grabbed Lu Rongwei at the door and handed over a package:

"Xiao Lao'er's poetry meeting, it is really difficult to get into the elegant hall, only by offering a hundred taels of silver as a funding, can we talk about the heart, and I hope that Lu Gongzi will not postpone it again. ”

Liu Qiucai gave the gift, Lu Rongwei did not refuse too much, money is like incense, of course, the more the better, after getting Lu Rongwei's consent, a priest took the silver tael, and Liu Qiucai happily sent Lu Rongwei away.

This Liu Qiu is a rich man who was personally supported by Mo Ling after he came to Jiannan, his own luck is slightly red, and he is born rich and noble, coupled with Mo Ling's help behind him, Liu Qiucai's business and family wealth will be so huge, and Lu Rongwei, Mo Ling's representative, is also obedient, which is even better than Li Dazhi at the beginning.

It's just that in terms of money, compared with Li Dazhi of Shu County, it is still a lot worse.

There was already a carriage from the shrine waiting on the street, and the two of them went out front and back.

got into the carriage, accompanied by two priests, and one of the priests said to Lu Rongwei respectfully:

"Great priest, the materials and venues required for this event have been prepared, and the market and small people are all complete, and the news of the poetry meeting will spread all over the city tomorrow, and even radiate to the surrounding counties and towns, and it is estimated that in another month, the poetry meeting will be held as scheduled. ”

At this time, Lu Rongwei did not have the friendly smile on his face, his eyes were closed, and there was only a faint tiredness on his face, and the two priests looked at the young man in front of him cautiously, the person who was the closest to the white god in the legend.

Lu Rongwei seemed to be closing his eyes to recuperate, and said 'um' in an indifferent tone.

The two priests sat beside them and wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, feeling a great pressure, they looked at each other, and didn't dare to continue to say more.

A few people went around and stopped in the east of the city, the two priests wanted to remind him, but they didn't dare, until one of the priests mustered up the courage to speak, Lu Rongwei suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at this priest, the priest instantly sweated like rain on his forehead, as if Lu Rongwei seemed to close his eyes, but he could actually see his every move, and even what he thought in his heart.

Seeing that this priest was so embarrassed, Lu Rongwei shook his head lightly, and secretly sighed that these two novices were still young, and they were so frightened that they couldn't speak with a little bit of deterrence, and they would have to cultivate more in the future. The secretary in the Dragon Tomb is all-encompassing, and the skills of controlling the subordinates are also mentioned a lot, and the smart Lu Rongwei studies it every day, but he can also figure it out.

"If you have any doubts, just say them!"

One of them puffed up: "Great Priest, dare to ask why you are so sure, as long as a few high-ranking people appear, other talented and famous people will also go?"

Lu Rongwei got up, showing a rare hint of appreciation: "Very good! If there is a question, it is a good habit to ask the occasion clearly." Without him, it's nothing more than fame and fortune. Everyone in the world needs fame and fortune, even those who live in seclusion in the mountains. We're just providing a platform for them to get fame and fortune better. ”

The man nodded, thoughtful.

Lu Rongwei stood up and indifferently dropped a sentence:

"You're waiting for me here!"

The two priests hurriedly nodded yes, and watched Lu Rongwei get out of the car and leave.

After leaving the carriage, Lu Rongwei's face was indifferent again, making people feel like a spring breeze.

After waiting for a while in the teahouse on the side, I turned the corner and came to a store, the name of the store was Zhixuan Paper Society.

"This is it!" After entering, I saw a middle-aged man in gray talking to the boss, discussing to buy a roll of white rice paper, this person was Wang Zhi!

The boss obviously knew Lu Rongwei for a long time, and when he saw him come in, he actually put aside Wang Zhi and turned over: "Rare guest, rare guest! It turned out to be Lu Gongzi, but you came for the paper of the poetry club?"