leonardwarren Chapter 43 Who is this kid... calling a jerk?
Chapter 43 Who is this kid... calling a jerk?
Two days later.
Fengtian City is one of the most prosperous cities outside the Great Wall!
The afternoon sun still had some strength, shining obliquely on Zhongjie Street, the busiest street in Fengtian City.
A crisp ringing sound rang out.
A rickshaw covered with a thick cotton canopy sped past, the driver's breath billowing long white puffs of air.
A concubine sat there, wrapped in a sable fur cloak with a glossy fur collar that made her fair face glow.
With her head held high in pride, she looked at the coachman ahead and shouted:
"Faster!"
Along the street, several officers in yellow woolen military uniforms, with fur-collared overcoats, strolled out from the entrance of the Grand View Garden Theater.
His leather boots clattered on the ground, and he was carrying a newly bought tin box of Sanpaotai cigarettes, the paper rope binding his fingers until they turned red.
"This damn weather is freezing!"
"Let's go to Nai Zi Fu's place for a stroll tonight!"
As they passed by, they brought with them a gust of cold wind, carrying the smells of tobacco and horse boot oil.
On the street, the stoves selling roasted chestnuts are thriving.
The black sand and chestnuts in the large iron pot sizzled and popped, releasing steam with a sweet, caramelized aroma.
Several rickshaw pullers were squatting in front of the stall selling hot tofu pudding.
Holding a large, rough porcelain bowl, they ate the sesame seed cakes with gusto, their heads steaming with warmth.
The shoulders of the worn-out cotton-padded coat were shiny from wear, and there were patches upon patches.
"Candied hawthorn berries! Crispy candied hawthorn berries!"
The shouts of those carrying haystacks were still loud.
The bright red hawthorns, coated with a glistening sugar shell, are frozen hard and brittle in the cold air, resembling little red agates.
"Just a moment, just a moment."
Lu Yuan suddenly poked his head out of the carriage and grabbed the driver.
When the coachman brought the carriage to a steady stop, the three men filed out of the carriage and surrounded the vendor selling candied hawthorns.
"Brother Lu, I want this!"
"Then I'll take this one!"
Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan quickly tiptoed to pick the candied hawthorns from the haystack.
As Lu Yuan took out money from his pocket, he glanced at the candied hawthorns on the haystack and swallowed hard.
Lu Yuan also quite likes to eat this stuff.
After paying, the three of them took the candied hawthorns and started eating them right there on the street.
To be honest, the three of them were not used to the prosperity of Fengtian City.
Not to mention Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan, these two half-grown boys who grew up in the village.
Even Lu Yuan, who had traveled all over the country with the old man, had actually only been to Fengtian City a few times.
The last time I came here was in the middle of the year, when I visited Aunt Qin's house.
Then the people in Fengtian City don't need Taoist priests?
Not really.
The main point is that there is a grand temple, Baiyun Temple, right next to Fengtian City.
Before Zhenlong Temple rose to prominence that year, Baiyun Temple had always been the largest temple in Fengtian City.
Of course, it still is now.
Although Zhenlong Temple underwent tremendous changes that year and became quite famous.
However, compared to Baiyun Temple, it is still somewhat lacking and has little historical depth.
Baiyun Temple is located in the north of Fengtian City.
If any of the people of Fengtian City have any business, they can go to Baiyun Temple as soon as they leave the city.
Naturally, it's impossible to go to Zhenlong Temple, which is a two-day journey by horse-drawn carriage, instead of going to a place that's close by.
Even Zhenlong Temple wouldn't take on jobs from Fengtian City.
Firstly, this is considered a choking stunt.
Secondly, it's too far, which is not conducive to the disciples of the temple making a living.
After all, this job is in Fengtian City, and the next job will take several days to get to some village.
How do I get to this job?
For various reasons, Lu Yuan only visited Fengtian City twice.
This sudden liveliness made Lu Yuan and his two companions, who usually only traveled through towns and villages, feel somewhat unaccustomed to it.
The three of them munched on candied hawthorns, preparing to get on the bus.
But Lu Yuan saw a silk shop called "Lao Tian He" on the opposite street.
At the doorway, the waiter was stamping his feet to warm them, his breath steaming in the air.
She smiled broadly at the passing gentlemen and concubines, who were wrapped in woolen coats.
"We have some new Japanese woolen fabric in there, it's warm! Want to come in and take a look?"
Lu Yuan blinked and thought for a moment. He couldn't go empty-handed.
They immediately went to the silk shop across the street.
Finally, carrying several feet of fine cloth, he returned to the carriage.
Logically speaking, once we arrive in Fengtian City, we should at least visit Aunt Qin's house first.
However, after looking at the old man's handwritten copy for the past two days, Lu Yuan decided to go to Aunt Qiao'er's house first.
After finishing the chores at Aunt Qiao'er's house, it's not too late to stay at Aunt Qin's house for a couple of days.
……
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at the same time.
Inside the Zhao residence, everyone was in a hurry, like ants on a hot pan.
It's been two days!
It's been two whole days!!
Two nights ago, my wife's illness suddenly worsened.
It was originally just a fever and a slight cough.
But it's gotten so bad these past two days that I feel like I'm coughing up my lungs!
His body was burning hot!
No matter how many supplements I take, even medicinal meals made from top-grade spiritual meat are useless!
If this continues, won't it damage his brain?
Several doctors came, but they all just shook their heads.
The people in the Zhao family aren't fools. Madam had an incident in Ningyuan Town before, and now this has happened again.
Clearly, this is not simply an illness.
Indeed, that's exactly what happened. The Taoist priests at Baiyun Temple that Wang Fu consulted all said it was an evil spirit.
Now that we've decided, let's exorcise the evil spirits, shall we?
But the lady just wouldn't!
I absolutely refuse to let anyone from Baiyun Temple come!
She had to wait for her beloved nephew to come.
Two days ago, Wang Fu rushed to Zhenlong Temple to invite someone, but he still hasn't seen anyone return.
This made the Zhao family extremely anxious.
If this fire continues, the lady will be finished!
"Butler Wang, what exactly does Madam mean?!"
"We've been guarding this place for several days now. You can forgive us for not letting us help with those small-scale incidents before."
"But it's already so serious, and they still won't let us go?"
"What, you just don't trust Baiyun Temple?"
In the front courtyard of the Zhao residence, inside the main room, several Taoist priests frowned, looking unwilling.
To be honest, this is only Zhao Qiao'er.
The richest man at Baiyun Temple!
If this had happened to anyone else, the Taoist priests at Baiyun Temple would have turned around and left in anger!
But Zhao Qiao'er wouldn't let them in, so they naturally didn't dare to force their way in and could only grumble here.
Wang Fu paced anxiously in the main room, glancing at the front door every now and then.
Two days ago, someone was sent to Zhenlong Temple at top speed, and they should be back today!
Where is she?!
As for the complaints from the Taoist priests at Baiyun Temple, Wang Fu could only quickly try to appease them:
"No, no... Please calm down, fellow Taoist priests..."
"The latest...the latest is tonight!!"
"If Master Lu Yuan of Zhenlong Temple hasn't arrived yet, we'll lead you inside!"
No matter how he is punished in the end, Wang Fu can't just stand by and watch Zhao Qiao'er die, can he?
Hearing Wang Fu's words, the Taoist priests could only sigh and remain silent.
He was extremely annoyed, wondering why this lady was so fixated on the True Dragon Temple!
Wang Fu was extremely anxious at this moment, glancing at the gate every now and then.
Once, twice...
After the third time, Wang Fu stood there dumbfounded, rubbing his eyes as he stared at the gate, thinking he had misread it.
Meanwhile, Lu Yuan and his two companions, unaware of anything amiss, arrived at the gate of the Zhao residence carrying large and small bags.
Lu Yuan arrived at the martial arts master guarding the door, and was just about to ask him to announce his arrival.
Then, Wang Fu's anxious voice came from inside:
"Master Lu Yuan!! Master Lu Yuan!!"
hold head high?
Hearing Wang Fu's commotion, Lu Yuan looked towards the Zhao residence.
Then they saw Wang Fu and a group of Taoist priests running towards them.
Upon seeing this, Lu Yuan couldn't help but frown.
Oh no, something's happened.
When Wang Fu and his group arrived in front of Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan didn't waste any words and asked directly:
"Just say it!"
"What happened?!"
Wang Fu didn't mince words and poured out everything that had happened in the past few days, like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.
When Lu Yuan heard that Zhao Qiao'er was dying, he refused to let the other Taoist priests in.
Lu Yuan slapped his thigh in frustration and said:
"Alas!!!"
"What is that bitch thinking?!"
He cursed loudly and urgently, without any restraint.
Everyone around was stunned.
The Taoist priests at Baiyun Temple, in particular, exchanged bewildered glances, wondering... who was this kid insulting?
Could it be... Zhao Qiao'er, the president of the White Deer Chamber of Commerce...?
Lu Yuan completely ignored the stares of others and shoved Wang Fu, who was blocking his way.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!!"
"Take me inside right now!!"
"She's so infuriating!!!"