In the garden at night, the waning moon hangs on the treetops, reflecting the pale yellow chrysanthemums in pale white, and the cold fragrance flows freely in the night. At the base of the wall, the autumn insects are singing their final farewell.

In the very center of the garden is a wooden hexagonal pavilion with three lanterns hanging from the pillars, emitting a faint light. Du Lengqiu stood with his eyes open, waiting for the arrival of the housekeeper.

In the center of the hexagonal pavilion is a circular stone table, on which are placed several plates of delicate pastries such as cloud cake cake and white sesame ball. Atso stood beside him, staring at the pastry with blazing eyes.

After a detailed discussion with the grandmother before, Du Lengqiu finally knew the size of the Zheng family. A century-old wealthy family is really rich.

Unlike Shanxi Jin merchants who like to store silver in cellars, the Zheng family's cash is not much, only about 70,000 taels, but Dongmu, Shannan, and Xinbo all have Zheng mansions, shops and other industries, totaling no less than three million taels. If you want to raise it ruthlessly, it will only take ten days and a half to get hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.

When Du Lengqiu heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The Zheng family is rich, and Du Lengqiu has a fist. With both fists and silver, is there anything in this world that can't be done?

With a stick in one hand and radish in the other, my eagle sauce can be used. It's useless to deal with gods and monsters, but to deal with mortals, one is accurate.

After a while, a housekeeper in Tsing Yi hurriedly walked over and said, "I've seen the young master." I don't know what to call the old slave over?"

Du Lengqiu opened his eyes, saw that the housekeeper was full of worry, smiled in his heart, praised his acting skills, and then spoke, "You are Zheng Fu?"

"It's the old slave. ”

"You are managing the Zheng family's property in Dongmu Mansion?"

"Thanks to the master's trust, let the old slave be responsible for the account review. Zheng Fu was a little suspicious in his heart, he didn't know what kind of wind this young master who had not done serious things since he was a child, and he actually asked about the industry.

"You are also managing the grain trade?"

"Uh, that's good. Zheng Fu replied cautiously, he was completely confused, and he couldn't keep up with Du Lengqiu's train of thought at all. Du Lengqiu asked casually, but he couldn't answer carelessly.

"In order to facilitate the collection of grain, I heard that you have helpers in all the towns and villages of Dongmu Prefecture, and they spend a lot of silver every year. Zheng Fu was taken aback and hurriedly argued, "Young Master, the most important thing in our grain transportation business is time. So the cost of a few thousand taels of silver a year ......"

"Twice their silver, and let them do one thing by the way. ”

"Uh, what's the matter?" Zheng Fu was completely confused.

"Collect the news of all the strangers, whether they are beggars, Taoist priests, monks, women, or normal merchants, in short, all the news is sent quickly and handed over to Atso. Don't be stingy with money, if this thing is done well, it will be your merit, and in the future, you will be rewarded for your merits, and your son will be removed from slavery so that he can participate in the imperial examination. ”

Zheng Fu was suddenly startled, followed by ecstasy, trembling and kneeling, banging a few heads, and his forehead instantly saw blood, "Thank you, young master, the old slave kowtowed to you!"

"Go down and call Zheng Lu, who is in charge of the Xinbo Mansion. ”

"Yes, the old slave has stepped back. When Zheng Fu left, he was dizzy, and his feet seemed to be stepping on clouds, one foot deep and the other shallow.

The stewards of Xinbo Mansion, Shannan Mansion, and Jingjiang Mansion were called by Du Lengqiu in turn, and each sold a part of his property to raise cash. In his plan, a large amount of silver was needed to open the way. As the so-called cub sells Ye Tian and is not distressed, Du Lengqiu has no intention of saving money for the Zheng family.

After sending these stewards away, Du Lengqiu took out the white sand of the smoke cage and began to practice swordsmanship in the garden, and sometimes he had to develop the idea of the cooperation between the Phoenix Tribulation and swordsmanship.

After practicing until the third watch, Li Meng came to the garden with a blue nose and a swollen face. Behind him, followed by Fang San's two doormen, those two innate masters. It seems that Fang San has returned from the Governor of the Grain Road.

The appearance of these two people is very distinctive, one is thin and dry, with sharp-beaked monkey gills, holding a cigarette pouch, and constantly spewing clouds and spitting mist. The other was tall and handsome, holding a black-sheathed sword.

"Young Master, according to your orders, I brought them here. Li Meng was very humble, originally he was promoted to the innate and slightly inflated, but tonight he was rubbed the ground for a long time, only then did he know that the iron sand palm, the martial arts of the Great Monument Wrestler and the like were really not in the stream, and Du Lengqiu naturally became his only hope.

"Quack, this is the mysterious master you said Li Meng. Is it my clumsy eyes, or am I ......" Without waiting for the thin old man to finish speaking, Du Lengqiu clasped his hands together, and then opened suddenly, and the golden phoenix that had been practiced by the Nine Heavens Heart Method of Feng Wu erupted out, and the pale golden glow was like a substance, turning into a long sword, which was long and short, and Xuan He was sharp and uncertain.

"Innate Gang Qi!"

Whether it was a smoky cloud fisherman or a handsome swordsman, his eyes immediately widened and he muttered bitterly to himself.

[This is outrageous] This sentence has been brewing in their hearts for a long time, but they still haven't said it.

The innate Gang Qi master is already a land immortal-level figure, and he is a martial arts master who is enough to start a sect, and with the size of Kyushu in the world, there are only more than ten people, and they are all masters who see the head and the tail.

As for Du Lengqiu, although he has white hair, his age is only seventeen or eighteen years old. Instead of believing that Du Lengqiu is a martial arts master, it is better to believe that he is old and dizzy.

But soon, combined with the mysterious news told by Li Meng, the two of them surpassed everything in their desire for immortal fruits. Their hearts were hot, thinking: Perhaps, there are really immortals in the world who rise from the East China Sea and drink the sky at dusk.

This is a world of gods and monsters. The story of a certain immortal who got a shocking opportunity in the world. Before, Li Meng told Xianguo about it, but both of them were suspicious.

But now, the Martial Dao Grandmaster is right in front of them, so they have to believe it!

Becoming stronger is the most primitive forward motivation of every martial artist, and at this moment, hope is in front of them, and the two of them have a strong excitement and desire.

Du Lengqiu looked at their excited expressions and was very satisfied. There is no one in the world who can't be bought, it just depends on whether the price you offer is what they want.

After a martial artist advances to the innate level, he naturally has to impact towards the higher-level Gang Qi realm. In the face of innate anger, he immediately understood Du Lengqiu's strength. Wouldn't it be like Li Meng's day after tomorrow, even if he used his innate anger, he thought he was juggling magic?

"Li Meng's qualifications are extremely poor, but one immortal fruit is enough to push him into the innate realm. And I, who have practiced qi for three years, stepped through the innate and practiced the qi, how many immortal fruits are needed to pile up, I think you can guess it. ”

Du Lengqiu pointed to himself, "I don't lack immortal fruits. ”

Seeing the excited expressions of these two people, Du Lengqiu said secretly: Fish, take the bait.

"But, as the old saying goes, there are no cakes in the sky. Li Meng served diligently in my Zheng family for seven years before I gave him a fairy fruit. How are you two going to show your sincerity?"

After a while, Yanyun Diaosu coughed lightly and said softly: "I don't know what kind of sincerity Young Master Zheng wants?

Du Lengqiu sighed twice, "What do you think of my strength? With me here, does my Zheng family still need someone to take care of the home? You have to open your eyes and imagine boldly." ”

"This, this ......" The two were a little blind and at a loss.

Du Lengqiu sighed, glanced at the two of them, and said hatefully: "Isn't it heart-wrenching to see how many people have lost their jobs because this Qinshui blocks water transportation." Those immortals are unreliable, but our martial artists are exactly the ones who want to kill demons and eliminate demons. But we are alone, and we need to invite masters to participate in the grand event. ”

"Oh. The two of them suddenly realized, slandering, isn't it just to find some substitutes for the dead, what is said so vaguely, how can we honest people guess it?

Yanyun Yusuo patted his chest and took a big bag, "This is easy, young master, don't worry." There are not many good players on Gangnam Road who don't sell my face. "For the sake of the future, what is it to die a few fellow martial artists, this is to kill demons and demons, what a noble honor, Yanyun Yusuo will be moved to cry by himself.

But the young man's face changed, blue and red, and it was obvious that his heart was in a fierce confrontation. Choosing between good and evil is a matter of life and death.

Yanyun Yusuo saw that his companion was about to drop the chain, so he hurriedly pulled him, and persuaded bitterly: "Xiao Deng, listen to my advice." If people do not do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. Besides, before they arrive, we explain the danger, whether they come or not, it is up to them. We're not his own mother, why are we worrying so much?"

The young man was still hesitant, and Yanyun Diaosu persuaded him a few more words, and finally shouted impatiently: "Deng Lun, how many years has your Wuyi Sword Sect not produced a martial arts master? Are you worthy of your master and the master who raised you since childhood?"

Deng Lun seemed to remember something, gritted his teeth, and said in a trembling voice: "Okay, I'll go down." ”

This has a sense of déjà vu of forcing good people to become prostitutes. Du Lengqiu thought so, waved his hand, and said: "Remember to unify the caliber, this time it is the prime minister's son Fang Furu who wants to kill demons and demons, and he needs a lot of helpers." The martial artist in the rest stage of the day after tomorrow will send three hundred taels of silver when he comes, and if there is a congenital master who comes to join in the fun, he will directly send three thousand taels. Once the demon is successfully slayed, the price will be increased tenfold. ”

"Remember, what my Zheng family has is silver. ”

After everyone had left, Du Lengqiu turned to face Ah Cuo and asked, "Ah Cuo, have you written it down?" However, he saw that the corners of Ah Cuo's mouth were stained with cake crumbs, and the pastries on several cases were empty.

Ah Cuo was startled, and hurriedly replied, "Young master, I have written it down." ”

"Are the pastries delicious?"

"Delicious. Ah Cuo smacked his mouth as if he was reveling, and with a sweep of his dexterous tongue, the crumbs at the corners of his mouth were gone.

"Prepare a prayer post, I'm going to meet the county lieutenant Luo Qi. If you make a mistake, you won't be able to eat pastries for the rest of your life. ”