Chapter 41 The Lu Family of Jiangnan
Chapter 41 The Lu Family of Jiangnan
The next day, early in the morning.
Li Cunzhen, Li Muxuan, and Zuo Ruotong stood outside the Li family gate, with Li Cunzhi standing beside them carrying a leather suitcase.
Ah Zhen had already tidied herself up, changed into clean clothes, and stood with her head down inside the Li family's gate.
She and Li Cunyi stood on either side of Boss Li, supporting him as they stood at the door.
Boss Li was wrapped in a thick cotton robe, his face was still sallow, but he had an inexplicable amount of energy.
He looked at his three sons who were about to embark on a long journey, his eyes filled with a mixture of relief and reluctance.
Li Cunzhi looked at his father: "When I've made a name for myself, I'll tell you first!"
Li Cunzhen stepped forward and grasped his father's hand: "Father, take care."
Li Muxuan had his back to everyone.
"Alright, we've finally decided to leave, why are you still being so wishy-washy? Let's go! Here's some travel money, take it."
Li Cunyi waved to his three younger brothers, then tossed two packages to Li Cunzhen and Li Cunzhi respectively.
Li Cunzhen took the package and weighed it in his hand.
Wow, if he hadn't cultivated Taoism on the mountain, he really wouldn't have been able to hold it steady.
After receiving the silver from Li Cunyi, Li Cunzhen and the others continued their journey.
Li Cunyi helped his father stand at the door, watching the figures of the group grow smaller and smaller until they disappeared into the alleyway.
Boss Li stood there for a long time until Li Cunyi started urging him, then he slowly turned around and walked back into the house step by step.
After leaving the Li family.
This time, nothing went wrong on the road, and everything went smoothly.
Li Cunzhi was not a talkative man. Occasionally, when he became curious, he would chat with Li Cunzhen for a few minutes and ask about things on the mountain. Most of the time, he would walk alone at the back, holding an English book in his hand, reading and laughing as he walked.
Sometimes Li Muxuan would lean over and glance at the book, which was full of foreign language, none of which he could understand, so he would purse his lips and walk away.
Zuo Ruotong walked at the front, maintaining her unhurried pace.
He watched as the roadside plants grew lusher day by day, and the rice in the fields turned yellow day by day, knowing that Jiangnan was not far away.
After walking for three days, Li Cunzhi parted ways with them.
At this moment, Li Muxuan couldn't help but mutter, "Master, if we keep walking like this, we won't have time to eat the first dish."
They set off a month early, traveling from Minjiang to Jiangnan, which should have been just right.
But with this delay at the Li family's house, if they continued on their previous route, it would definitely be too late.
"Take the train."
Zuo Ruotong's lips twitched slightly.
When I came down the mountain, I was so sure I would walk, but now I can only take the train.
Life is unpredictable.
............
The three of them boarded the train and then jumped off the train on the section of track closest to the Lu family.
I rushed as fast as I could and finally arrived on time.
The Lu family of Jiangnan has a history spanning a thousand years.
It can even be traced back to the Eastern Han Dynasty.
However, they did not live in a big city, but lived in an obscure town for generations.
The town is small, but it's very lively.
The street had teahouses, taverns, and cloth shops, and there were far more people coming and going than elsewhere.
Looking from outside the town, it's easy to see a large courtyard emitting a red glow, with lanterns hanging along the surrounding streets.
A stage was set up at the entrance of the courtyard, and tables were placed inside and outside the courtyard. A flag was also hanging high next to the stone lions at the entrance.
The flag is made of the finest Shu brocade, and a powerful and vigorous character is outlined on it with gold-wrapped silk thread.
Lu, the Lu family's Lu.
"Wow! How impressive! Master, this is far superior to the facade of our Sanyi Sect!"
As soon as they arrived at the town entrance, Li Muxuan couldn't wait to stand on tiptoe and look inside.
The above conclusions were then drawn.
"Why should a person who cultivates the Tao care about such worldly things?"
Zuo Ruotong couldn't help but raise her hand and flick Li Muxuan on the forehead, then strode towards the Lu family.
Li Cunzhen quickly followed.
"Why do you always like to tap my forehead? And not only that, you keep tapping the same spot."
Li Muxuan rubbed his aching forehead, muttered a few words, and quickly followed.
Soon, the three of them reached the entrance of the courtyard.
Lu Jin was originally greeting people at the door, but as soon as he saw his master and fellow disciples, he immediately went up to them.
He is thirteen years old this year, while Li Cunzhen and Li Muxuan are sixteen and fifteen years old respectively.
Compared to eight years ago, the age gap between the three has not changed.
However, the ages of thirteen to fifteen are precisely the years when boys develop most rapidly, so much so that Lu Jin still looks like the child he was back then, while Li Cunzhen and Li Muxuan are already teenagers.
"Master, Senior Brother Cunzhen, Junior Brother Muxuan."
"You've arrived!"
Lu Jin greeted one of his cousins, then led Zuo Ruotong and the other two into the house.
"Jin'er, I'm going to see Patriarch Lu first."
Zuo Ruotong nodded, stopped walking with Li Cunzhen and the others, and headed towards the main hall of the Lu family.
Strangely, there were at least a hundred people in the courtyard, yet not a single one noticed him.
It seems that as long as he doesn't want to be noticed, no one will notice him.
"Master's kung fu..."
Li Cunzhen and his two fellow disciples all praised him in their hearts.
Lu Jin watched for a while, then pulled Li Cunzhen aside and pointed out into the courtyard:
"Senior brother, you've been cultivating in seclusion on the mountain, and you don't know anyone in the circle. Let me point you out."
Li Cunzhen nodded, and Li Muxuan also looked over.
"That's Wang Ai, the eldest son of the Wang family."
Lu Jin pointed to a chubby boy holding two strings of candied hawthorns and said.
"That's Guan Shihua, a shaman from Northeast China. It's said that he's already established a shrine."
He then pointed to a girl with pigtails in front of the chubby boy.
Upon hearing this, Li Cunzhen's heart stirred.
He knows these two people well.
Wang Ai and Guan Shihua will both become members of the Ten Elders, figures with immense influence and connections.
I heard that Wang Ai had a crush on Guan Shihua when she was a child, and she would pester her relentlessly.
Since I've run into this, I'll have to take a look.
Li Cunzhen became interested and looked at Wang Ai and Guan Shihua.
Wang Ai was wearing a red coat and had a hairstyle that looked like a watermelon rind.
He was fawning over Guan Shihua right in front of him.
"Hey! You remember me!?"
"Here, take this!"
As he spoke, he handed over a string of candied hawthorns.
But Guan Shihua didn't seem to appreciate it.
"Get out of here! It's you again!"
"I run into you everywhere!"
Guan Shihua looked at Wang Ai with a look of disgust.
"Shihua, how dare you speak to the eldest son of the Wang family like that?"
At this moment, another little girl sitting next to Guan Shihua added fuel to the fire.
She felt even more ashamed, waved her hand, and pushed away the candied hawthorn that the chubby boy had handed her, along with the chubby boy himself.
"Hey! Shihua'er! Well... didn't my dad and your master say last time that our two families should become closer?"
Wang Ai was at a loss after being turned away.
He couldn't understand why Shihua didn't want candied hawthorns, which were so delicious.
"Ugh, aren't you annoying me?!"
Guan Shihua got angry at Wang Ai's pestering and stood up to shout.
This immediately drew everyone's attention.
Some busybodies shouted it out.
"Ha! Fatty! If they don't want to talk to you, just come back!"
"Oh dear! This silly boy isn't popular!"
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