The birthplace of the Wang family was in the southern Liuzuo City, but now it has been changed to a more practical Wangzuo City.

Because Wang Zuocheng is located in the southernmost part of Dayan, the folk customs are naturally not as rough as those in the north, but they are similar to the style of the scribes in the south of the Yangtze River. There are many gentlemen in the city, most of them are covered by Confucian shirts, and their manners and speech are also very polite.

Even the young people who came out of the Wang family did not have the spirit of being sloppy, and the world naturally thought that it was the family style of the Wang family that taught such humble gentlemen. But the Wang family themselves knew in their hearts that ordinary gentlemen wanted to go out and be majestic, but they couldn't pass the level of the precept elders.

The small gate of Wang Zuocheng has always been unguarded, less than 100 steps from here is the ancestral house of the Wang family, no one dares to break into this place for a hundred years, and only the descendants of the Wang family have the right to enter and exit.

At noon today, a young man in white walked in from this gate behind the man, and happened to meet the chief butler of the Wang family.

The big butler stepped forward in small steps and said grovelly, "Master, you are back." Isn't this the person you invited to help us participate in the Ten Thousand Races Meeting?"

He glanced at Zhuge Chen, and a trace of hidden suspicion flashed in his eyes. can be the big housekeeper of a family like the Wang family, not to mention anything else, he will definitely be able to do things without leakage. Thinking about the family in everything is the most important thing, and then how to be alone.

The head of the Wang family understood the doubts in the heart of the great butler, and helped Zhuge Chen and said: "You don't have to worry about this, don't look at his cultivation now, but he is only in the realm of Tianlei." But in the battle of life and death, even your good luck has no power to fight back. ”

The chief housekeeper naturally fully believed in the head of the Wang family, so he simply lowered his body and said to Zhuge Chen: "That's the old slave who is abrupt, and when you have the opportunity, you must see the demeanor of the son!"

Zhuge Chen nodded and said, "Definitely!"

The head of the Wang family walked in the front, turned his head and said, "Zhuge are you going back to the Wang family with me directly, or are you going to walk around the city?" Although Wang Zuocheng is not as charming as the peach blossoms in Jiyue City, it also has a different flavor. ”

"Then I won't go back yet. Then he said to the chief butler, "Please inform the butler of Wang Ruojiana, and say that I am back." ”

The little girl's personality is innocent and romantic, and she is very likable, and Zhuge Chen is very comfortable every time he stays with her. Zhuge Chen naturally knew that the girl had a different kind of affection for him, but he only regarded it as the beginning of love. After all, he loves her like a brother loves his sister.

The chief butler replied: "Miss Ruojia and the second uncle have gone out to visit the mountains and rivers, and they want to come back to the palace in the next few days. If the prince is in a hurry, I will send someone to deliver the letter on horseback, and tell them to leave for their return immediately. ”

Zhuge Chen shook his head and said, "That's it, forget it, don't be in a hurry at this time." ”

Then he turned into a path under the watchful eye of the head of the Wang family and went to the center of the city not far away.

When he was about to turn the corner, Zhuge Chen didn't forget to turn around and say: "The head of the family must not arrange for me to be in the position of a leader, people like me are still used to being alone." ”

The head of the Wang family nodded and agreed.

After Zhuge Chen's back disappeared completely, the chief housekeeper said with a smile: "This Zhuge Gongzi...... It's really a strange person in the world. ”

The head of the Wang family, who has known this housekeeper for many years and has a natural relationship, said: "I did this when I was still a teenager, and it is understandable that it is strange." ”

As he spoke, he patted the butler on the shoulder and said in an unquestioning tone, "You just wait for him to make a splash at the Ten Thousand Clans Meeting!"

The butler whispered, "That's very good." ”

......

Zhuge Chen is a person who can't be idle, so it is better to kill him if he stays bored in the Wang family for a few days. It is also thanks to the head of the Wang family who knows this, otherwise it would be really difficult for him to run away without permission.

After all, this is the base camp of the Wang family, even if he has to restrain himself again. Otherwise, he killed a few descendants of the Wang family and did something difficult for the head of the Wang family, and the year-old friendship between the two may exist in name only.

This is something that Zhuge Chen doesn't want to see no matter what.

The most prosperous area in Wang Zuocheng is called Changyong Road, although it is not as good as the famous Tai'an Street in the Heavenly Street and the Imperial City, it can be regarded as a myriad of tricks, enough to attract Zhuge Chen's attention.

Walking step by step, Zhuge Chen's handsome skin naturally attracted the attention of many women, and some of the ladies only dared to lower their eyebrows and make a shy appearance.

Zhuge Chen ignored this, and kept putting some worthless small objects into his mustard seeds. Anyway, what he has is silver, and spending money like water is just a drop in the ocean for him.

At this moment, a brush fell from the sky and smashed on the head of the unsuspecting Zhuge Chen.

When he picked up the brush and looked up, he saw a young man about his age running up to him, saying sorry.

Zhuge Chen said that it was okay, then returned the brush to him, turned around and was about to leave, who would have thought that the young man would have to pull him to write a note to him as compensation. Zhuge Chen couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to nod and agree.

The kindness of others Zhuge Chen has always been cherished, and he will not pour a pot of cold water until he is forced to do so.

But when the two of them walked to the shop where the young man was writing, Zhuge Chen was dumbfounded. Although Changyongdao is expensive, this shop is too small, not to mention, it is really a little dilapidated.

The young man seemed to notice Zhuge Chen's gaze, and he was a little embarrassed, but he still assured: "Don't worry, Childe, although the shop is poor, the words that can be written must not be bad!"

Zhuge Chen had no choice but to let him.

Looking up, there are three big characters written on the small plaque, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, the shell of the snail lion. With this unbearable storefront, it's just right.

When the young man was about to put down his pen, Zhuge Chen asked, "Don't you ask me what I want you to write?"

The young man thought for a long time, shook his head and said, "No! ”

Zhuge Chen was looking around in this square inch of land, although there was something wrong, but he always felt that at least things would not be as simple as they seemed on the surface. Maybe he was bitten by a snake once, but now he is afraid of stepping into the chess game arranged by others.

He picked up the small tea pot on the wooden shelf, put it under his nose and smelled it, and a strong aroma of tea poured in. This is definitely not a tea that can be bought in the market, and it can only have such a strange fragrance as the immortal tea that cultivators dream of.

And this fairy tea, the daughter is not sold!

Is there such a treasure placed at will in the land of projectiles? Is it that the young man is not simple, or is there another mystery in this snail lion shell?

Zhuge Chen looked back at the young man who was concentrating on the pen on the rice paper and said: "This tea smells very popular, dare to ask where you bought it? If it is not expensive, I will also buy two cans." ”

The young man was stunned and said, "That tea was given by a guest, and the son will give it to you if he likes it." ”

Zhuge Chen stared at the young man's eyes and couldn't see anything unusual, so he had to say helplessly: "That's so embarrassing." ”

"It's okay!" the young man smiled brightly: "It's a big deal, just invite me to a drink." ”

Speaking of this, Zhuge Chen had no choice but to put away the small pot of tea. But he still felt that something strange had happened in his heart, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

After about a pillar of incense, the young man took the rice paper with the words written on it to Zhuge Chen's eyes, and asked as if to invite merit: "Childe, what do you think these words are written?"

Zhuge Chen looked at it intently, and the seven big characters on the rice paper were vivid, which looked like a calligraphy post, and it was clearly a calligraphy and painting! The characters were magnificent, and they were stretched out in a very orderly manner, and it was hard to imagine that a teenager's attainments in calligraphy could be so high.

"Since ancient times, dragons have come out of the deep sea?"

Zhuge Chen put it to his mouth and pondered carefully: "What do you mean?"

The boy scratched his head and said, "It's not interesting, it's just that this sentence suddenly popped up in my head and I wrote it down." Do you like it, Childe?"

Zhuge Chen nodded and said that he liked it, but he still had doubts in his heart. There must be a demon when things are impermanent, why did the brush hit his head, and how could the young man write these seven words that are almost explicit?

When Zhuge Chen was puzzled, the young man said, "Why is Childe so distracted?"

Seeing that Zhuge Chen didn't answer him, he was not embarrassed for many years, but continued: "Why don't you go to the bar, son, you can promise to invite me." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the place where the immortal tea was gone.

Zhuge Chen said helplessly: "Since this is the case, let's go." ”

Walking out of the gate of the snail shell, the young man did not forget to turn around and compliment: "Childe is atmospheric!"

......

The two of them found a random restaurant along the street and went in, asked for a few pots of wine, and ordered a few home-cooked dishes.

Although the wine here is not as good as the general brew in Tianjie, it also has a unique flavor. For wine insects like Zhuge Chen, having wine is a blessing in life.

And the boy only cared about dealing with the roast chicken, and kept his head down and kept silent.

Zhuge Chen couldn't stand the cold atmosphere on the wine table, thinking about how to clarify the doubts in his heart, he opened his mouth and said: "Why are you doing a writing business in a snail shell, shouldn't you be a ranger like you, or think about studying?"

The young man replied with a smile, and turned against Zhuge Chen's army: "Didn't the son also walk two roads?"

"I'm just a ranger, what, don't you look like it?"

The boy shook his head and said, "No." ”

He continued to ask, "Gongzi doesn't look like a native of Wang Zuocheng with an accent, is there something to do here?"

I took a sip of green vegetables and put it in my mouth, not salty or light, and just put the wine into my throat: "That's true, someone entrusted me to come here to do something." ”

"What's the matter?" the boy asked subconsciously, but he seemed to feel that it was inappropriate, so he said, "If Childe doesn't want to say it, don't say it." ”

Zhuge Chen squinted and smiled, but did not speak.

After the two of them had eaten almost, the young man got up and said, "Childe, you eat first, and I'll leave first if I have something to do." ”

Zhuge Chen nodded and watched the young man leave.

Unexpectedly, the young man turned back again and said, "Childe, my name is Daxue, if you have something, come to Luoshi Shell to find me." If you want to write, I'll give you a friendly price!"

What an interesting name.

Zhuge Chen replied with a smile: "Definitely." ”

After the young man disappeared again, Zhuge Chen shouted loudly: "Little Er, settle the bill!"

There was a young man who looked like a young man in a white scarf shop with a white towel on his shoulders and ran up and said, "No need to tie it, the boy just now has already finished it when he left!"

Zhuge Chen squinted his eyes and muttered to himself: "Daxue, your identity is not simple!"