Chapter 518 – Wenren Qianrou

Chapter 518 – Wenren Qianrou

“Who are you?”

The tall and powerful guards scrutinized Li Lingsu, and seeing that this man was so elegant and handsome, they did not dare to be careless.

“Tell the president that Li Ling Su wants to see him.”

The Holy Son stood with his arms folded, his demeanor was impressive.

One of the guards looked at him for a few moments and hurriedly ran inside the chamber.

About half a quarter of an hour later, a middle-aged man dressed as a rich family man ran out furiously, looking around at the gate and locking onto Li Lingsu.

“President Yang, goodbye for half a year?”

Li Ling Su held his left thumb in his right hand and held the back of his right hand with his left hand, forming a Tai Chi fish.

The standard Taoist arching salute.

“Daoist Li, surprisingly, it’s Daoist Li, you’re the one who’s not coming back, have you gotten rid of those two demonesses?”

President Yang was overjoyed and greeted him warmly.

“Escape never stops!” Li Lingsu lamented.

Then, he looked toward Xu Qi’an and Mu Nanjian and introduced, “These two are my friends.”

President Yang hurriedly clasped his fists, “My name is Yang Youde, meet the two great warriors.”

He knew that Li Lingsu is the holy son of the Heavenly Sect, belonging to the people of the rivers and lakes, his friends, first blow a “warrior” is always right.

Mu Nanjia nodded haughtily.

Xu Qi’an returned the salute with a gentle smile and cupped his fists, this President Yang had the cultivation of the Refined God Realm, his breath was restrained internally, although he had a blossoming figure and a kind smile, this was just an appearance, his real battle power was not weak.

In this world, there is no room for ordinary people to make a lot of money. If you want to have a lot of money in your pockets, you either have a background or strength.

Led by President Yang, the crowd entered the Chamber of Commerce and took their seats in the lobby.

After being seated, President Yang ordered the maid to serve tea and said, “Local white tea from Zhangzhou, three of you try it.”

The three of them picked up their teacups and tasted it, Li Lingsu and Xu Qi’an’s eyes lit up and opened their mouths to praise it, and Mu Nanjian sipped a mouthful of it and then gently put it down.

The humane and observant President Yang noticed this detail and treated it as if he didn’t see it.

“I’ve heard that there are two ways to drink old white tea, one to wake up and one without, I just think this tea is good, I don’t know which one it belongs to?”

Li Ling Su laughed.

At the same time, he transmitted his voice to Xu Qi’an and Munan Gardenia: “Yang Youde love tea, although I have a story with the Missy of the Leizhou Chamber of Commerce, but the Red-tailed Flaming Eagle is the lifeblood of the Chamber of Commerce, and it’s hard to lend it out without a hand.”

So this is a “business entertainment”, Xu Qixin said this I am too good at it, whether it is the previous life in the shopping mall, or in the capital when the official entertainment, this is my field ah.

Unfortunately, one has to take into account the persona of a high profile person, and if it’s shown to be too grounded and mercenary, and cuts off too much from the style previously shown, then the persona falls apart.

Li, I’ll leave the drinking with the leader to you.

President Yang really smiled and began to introduce the white tea to the knowledgeable Li Ling Su.

After chatting for almost as long as possible, Li Lingsu coughed and said, “President Yang, this time I came here to ask for something.”

President Yang’s smile did not change as he said, “What does Daoist Li require, as long as Mister Yang can do it, he will definitely do his best with his liver and brain.”

“I want to borrow three Red-tailed Fiery Eagles.”

“.”

President Yang looked at him woodenly, with an expression that seemed to say, Can I withdraw what I just said.

“This, this Taoist Li, the Red-tailed Flaming Eagle is the lifeblood of our Chamber of Commerce, each one was purchased at great expense, even if it was me, lending it out privately would be severely punished.”

Li Lingsu laughed, “I know, so this trip to find President Yang is to entrust you with the transportation of a piece of cargo to Zoe.”

“Cargo?”

“That’s right, this cargo is me.” Li Ling Su paused and then said:

“The Red-tailed Flaming Eagle’s load-bearing is limited, and flying with two people on its back is too slow, and it has to rest once an hour, so I want to borrow three of them. As a supervision, you can send out one more Flaming Eagle to follow alongside and follow us to Leizhou.”

Flying with two people on a pack, and running with two people on a pack, are different concepts.

President Yang smiled and shook his head, “The Red-tailed Flaming Eagle is a spirit beast and can only be kept by its master. An outsider cannot ride it alone.”

Xu Qi’an immediately said, “I can solve this point.”

You? President Yang stared at him, and the middle-aged man fell into hesitation.

Although Taoist Li and Missy had an extraordinary relationship, it was only a personal relationship, so what did it have to do with himself? If the spirit animal was lost, he would be punished by the headquarters.

There is no benefit and it is not worth the risk.

However, this young Taoist Master with perfect skin had an ambiguous relationship with Missy, who was destined to enter the decision-making layer of the Chamber of Commerce in the future, and it was not cost-effective to offend him at this time.

At this time, Mu Nanjian’s pleasant voice said, “If you lend us three spirit beasts, I’ll send you three packs of flower tea.”

Flower tea?

President Yang suspected that he had misheard and cried and laughed, he really didn’t know whether to say that this woman was naive or stupid.

The price of a single Red-tailed Flaming Eagle was three thousand taels of silver, and there was no market for it. Compared to silver, the financial resources and energy spent on breeding and training it, as well as its own rarity, these could not be measured in silver.

Just when he wanted to refuse, he saw this woman with mediocre posture extend her small white hand towards the man with the same ordinary face.

The latter placed a brocade bag in her palm, it was worth mentioning that this brocade bag was the one that was snatched when she killed her cousin Ji Qian, and there were a dozen or so magic artifact cannons and bed crossbows inside.

Mu Nanjian opened the brocade bag, rummaged around for a moment, grabbed out three copies of a four-sided paper package beautifully wrapped in butter paper.

She placed three packets of flower tea on the coffee table next to President Yang’s hand.

“Thanks for the kind words girl, just eh?”

President Yang looked at the paper bag, he twitched his nose and smelled the fragrance of the flowers, sweet and long, which made one’s pores stretch and heart relaxed.

President Yang had never smelled such a fragrant odor in his life.

He was surprised to open the paper packet, sweet and fragrant more and more rich, inside is dried petals, there are dark red, yellow and white, there are deep purple color varies from petal to petal.

They have their own fragrance, intertwined and fused with each other, President Yang sniffed the fragrance of the flowers and closed his eyes in enjoyment, as if he had come to the sea of flowers.

Li Lingsu twitched her nose and said in shock, “This, what kind of flowers are these?”

President Yang was slightly excited, “Can I taste it.”

Seeing the mediocre posture of the woman nodded, he immediately summoned the maid, so that she put to go and make flower tea, on second thought, changed his words:

“No, just soak it in here.”

He was afraid that the maid would not be able to withstand the temptation and steal the drink.

The maid led the way and came in with a steaming copper kettle, which she tipped, and a thin column of water gushed into the teapot, swirling and churning along the porcelain-white walls of the cup.

Within a short time, the scent of flowers filled the entire lobby along with the dense steam.

President Yang couldn’t wait to pick up the tea, blowing a sip and tasting it lightly, his eyes blossomed brightly before slowly closing in silent enjoyment.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and muttered, “This is the best tea I’ve ever had, the best tea .”

Somewhere in the mountains on the outskirts of the city.

A cavalcade of riders sped along the spacious trail toward the top of the mountain, raising a cloud of dust.

There was a post ten feet away in the mountain, and it was well guarded. After passing seven or eight checkpoints along the way, they arrived at the top of the mountain, and what met their eyes was a complex of buildings.

President Yang handed over his horse to his subordinates and led Xu Qi’an and the others through the open gate of the fortress as he introduced himself:

“The Red-tailed Flaming Eagle is huge and countless take off on flat ground, needing to use moving air or take off from high places. Therefore, the Chamber of Commerce keeps the Red-tailed Flaming Eagle in the mountains.”

Needing to utilize air currents, well, taking off from a high place itself is aided by air currents, so it seems that Eagle Sauce is a low-grade spirit beast . Xu Qi’an looked into the distance, and he heard a majestic cawing sound .

After a quarter of an hour’s walk inward, there was a stand-alone wooden house two feet high as far as the eye could see.

The door of the wooden house was open, and one could clearly see a huge eagle standing inside the house, close to three meters tall, similar in appearance to an ordinary eagle, but with ruddy tail feathers.

Each of the giant eagles had thick shackles wrapped around their talons.

“They have an hour of release time every day, and the rider who bred them will fly on them, rain or shine. If they don’t soar any day, they get cranky.”

President Yang walked and talked like a warm host:

“Zhangzhou is one of the Dafeng granaries, the land is fertile, and the headquarters has raised ten Red-tailed Flaming Eagles here. Feeding them is a huge expense, and these spirit beasts are too good at eating. So an hour’s release will help to relieve their loneliness as well as give them the confidence to hunt.”

You talk like a big breeder on TV. Xu Qi An sighed softly, Zhangzhou, this is Lord Zheng’s hometown.

When I get back from Leizhou, I’ll pay my respects to Lord Zheng.

Soon, President Yang picked four Red-tailed Flaming Eagles to come out, accompanied by the people who raised them.

Some of the Red-tailed Flaming Eagles held their heads high, disdaining Xu Qi’an and the others; some looked at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, making a gesture of thinking about the bird’s life; some unfolded their huge wings in a threatening gesture; and some gently beat their hosts with their wings as a sign of friendship, but paid no heed to Xu Qi’an and the others.

President Yang said helplessly:

“That’s how they are, they only recognize the one who feeds them, and in their eyes, the feeder is their slave, the servant who serves them.”

Xu Qi’an looked at the giant eagle that kept beating its keeper with its wings in a condescending manner of a big brother covering his little brother and nodded:

“I can see that.”

So how do you plan to ride them? President Yang had a smile on his face as he looked curiously at the young man in green.

Xu Qi’an raised his hand, bent his index finger, pressed it against his lips, and whistled loudly.

The four giant eagles simultaneously withdrew their gazes, their bird heads trembling, their golden eagle eyes staring straight at Xu Qi’an.

In the next moment, a scene that made the jaws of everyone present drop occurred.

The giant eagles abandoned their keepers and took steps, rushing towards Xu Qi’an, spreading their wings in the process and shoving their companions around them, as if they were afraid of them competing with them for favor.

“This.”

President Yang couldn’t hide the shock in his eyes, he had seen high-grade cultivators use violence to make the Red-tailed Flaming Eagle submit.

But never have I seen such a breeze, a whistle that made four spirit beasts kneel in unison.

The four breeders, full of frustration and with the sadness of a daughter-in-law who has put a hat on herself, have a green head.

“This is, Your Excellency, a tactic of the Companions?”

President Yang came to a sudden realization, as the president of the Chamber of Commerce, his handful of merchants had traveled extensively and were experienced. Zhangzhou was in the southwest, and the Companions of the Southern Frontier were also in the Chamber of Commerce’s trade map.    Xu Qi’an did not answer and solemnly instructed:

“President Yang, my beloved horse will stay with you for the time being, please make sure to feed it with fine feed and do not let anyone ride it. I will settle the costs of renting a spirit beast and taking care of the horse together.”

“Yes!”

President Yang immediately obliged.

Capital.

Wearing a basalt-colored Daoist robe and a lotus flower crown, the Bingyi Yuanjun, whose face was stunningly beautiful but lacked emotion, rode a flying sword and stopped outside the capital.

As she looked down from the clouds, she saw the hard laborers, militia, and stonemasons below, densely packed, repairing the walls of the city.

From Xu Yinluo regicide incident, more than a month has passed, in addition to the city wall is still being repaired, the rest of the place has long been seen traces of the battle.

Yuanjun, who had a pair of glazed eyes, retracted his gaze and looked in the direction of the Divine Constabulary.

Unwarned, she harnessed her flying sword and cut through the air, landing on the Eight Trigrams Platform.

At the Bagua platform, there was a white dress and a yellow dress sitting at the table.

The girl in the yellow dress “click click click” nibbles nuts, occasionally lifting the wine glass to take a sip of fruit wine, let out “ah-ha” soothing feelings.

The white-clothed supervisor was sitting silently on the sidelines.

“Greetings to the Supervisor.”

Bingyi Yuanjun performed the Dao salute.

The yellow skirt girl ate a shock, seems to have just found this uninvited guest, panicked and turned his head to see.

The Supervisor’s aged voice said, “What are you doing in the capital.”

“Poor Taoist Seeking Disciple Li Miaozhen.”

“Leave the capital before dusk.”

The Supervisor was finished, and then he stopped talking.

The Bingyi Yuanjun saluted again and rode his flying sword away.

She stepped on the flying sword, ignoring the scrutiny of a “gaze” in the capital, and soon, Bingyi Yuanjun locked onto a three-entry compound, and without hesitation, pressed down on the flying sword and landed at high speed.

In the inner courtyard.

She saw a girl of six or seven, a tiny little beanpole, lifting a stone table several times her size and wandering slowly around the yard, seemingly sharpening her chi.

The little girl’s face was red, her two shallow eyebrows were raised upside down, and her two short bent legs were constantly shaking.

On the sidelines, a young southern border girl with wheat-colored skin and turquoise blue eyes ate nuts and applauded from the sidelines.

Another beautiful mature woman, a worried spectator, kept chanting, “Be careful, be careful.”

Bingyi Yuanjun descended in the courtyard, attracting the attention of two large and one small woman.

“Who are you?”

The aunt scrutinized the beautiful Taoist nun who couldn’t tell her age, only to feel that the other party looked like an emotionless sculpture.

“Poor Heavenly Sect Bingyi Yuanjun.”

The emotionless sculpture performed a Taoist salute, “This is the home of Xu Yinluo.”

The aunt nodded her head, thinking that unlucky nephew, he had attracted another beautiful girl.

She suddenly thought of something and blurted out, “Are you a fellow disciple of Daoist Li Miaozhen?”

The Bingyi Yuanjun nodded, “It is precisely the young disciple.”

The aunt immediately warmed up and greeted, “Daoist Master, please go inside.”

Both parties entered the inner hall, and the aunt had her personal maid, Green E, serve tea.

Bingyi Yuanjun looked at his aunt, those glazed eyes ancient, his voice soft but emotionless:

“The young apprentice is not in the house.”

The aunt sipped her tea and said, “Daoist Li she left the capital many days ago.”

“Where to go.”

“I don’t know, only that I’ve traveled to the jungle.”

Bingyi Yuanjun slowly nodded his head and softly said, “Can you, ma’am, speak with Poverty Road about what the bad disciple did in the capital.”

The aunt immediately bragged about Li Miaozhen, just like bragging about each other’s children when chatting with the neighbors.

“Daoist Li is charitable and chivalrous, the most upright and enthusiastic female warrior I have ever seen. Alas, the Heavenly Sect is truly worthy of its reputation, teaching disciples with impeccable character.

“Small enough to give congee to the poor, big enough to assist my nephew in killing the dim king. Good, really good!”

Bingyi Yuanjun’s cold face became more and more expressionless as he got up to take his leave, “The poor Taoist still has important matters to attend to, so it’s not convenient to stay for long.”

“I’ll see the Taoist Master off.”

The aunt sent her out of the inner hall and watched as the other party stepped on her flying sword and vanished.

“Doesn’t seem too happy about it?”

The aunt muttered.

Bingyi Yuanjun didn’t leave the capital immediately, but went to Spiritual Treasure View with his sword.

She had just flown into the Imperial City and was close to the Spirit Treasure View when, deep inside the view, a brilliant sword light suddenly chopped in.

Bingyi Yuanjun’s glazed eyes solidified slightly as she allowed the sword light to betray the trajectory of her flight, and in the next moment, that sword light deflected on its own and chopped towards the sky, quickly disappearing.

Bingyi Yuanjun landed in a small courtyard deep within the Spiritual Treasure Watch.

Full of flowers and plants withered, the rockery stands alone, calm small pool, sitting in a beautiful woman, wearing a lotus flower crown, wearing a Taoist robe, a little bit of vermilion sand on the eyebrows, like a fairy above the nine heavens.

Cold and absolute color, untainted by mortal dust.

Both of them are beautiful Taoist nuns, with different yin styles, and they are intertwined with each other.

“Senior Sister Luo, the Heavenly Father has entrusted me with a message for you, giving you three years to see if you can advance to the first rank?”

The Bingyi Yuanjun’s face was expressionless and his tone was cold, “If you are unable to step into the first grade within three years, you will only die from the heavenly tribulation. Instead of dying from the Heavenly Tribulation, it would be better to die at the hands of the Heavenly Sovereign.”

If he didn’t know the virtues of the Heavenly Sect’s Daoist priests, Luo Yu Heng would have thought that Bingyi Yuanjun was provoking himself.

Luo Yu Heng said indifferently, “If it’s as short as three months, or as long as a year, I’ll make a trip to the Heavenly Sect.”

The Bingyi Yuanlord remained expressionless and said, “Are you sure you can cross the tribulation?”

Luo Yu Heng didn’t hide it, “I have already found a daoist couple, and in a short while, I will double cultivate with him. Seven days of dual cultivation per month, and within half a year, I will be able to cross the heavenly tribulation.”

“Very good!”

Bingyi Yuanjun nodded, “Do you know where my disciple has gone.”

“I don’t know, that disciple of yours has a strong sense of justice and can’t rub sand in her eyes, so it’s hard to make her too oblivious.”

Luo Yu Heng brought a few moments of mockery, “The world knows of the Fei Yan warrior, but not the Heavenly Sect’s Holy Daughter. Instead of counting on her to inherit the Heavenly Sect’s great lineage, it would be better to count on the Holy Son.”

Bingyi Yuanjun slowly shook his head, “Myriad Zhen has indeed gone astray, but the Holy Son has taken the evil path.”

“What is the meaning of this?”

Bing Yi Yuanjun did not reply.

Just as Bingyi Yuanjun went to the capital to look for the bad disciple Li Miaozhen, Daoist Master Xuancheng was also on the ground visiting the girls who, in those years, had been slept with by the bad disciple Li Lingsu.

Leizhou is in the west, next to the Western Region, and is the westernmost state of the Dafeng.

Leizhou covers a vast area, as big as two Yongzhou, but the land is not fertile because of the extremely saline land and the semi-arid zone.

Therefore, the population is not as dense as other states, and because Leizhou is the center of commerce and trade between Dafeng and the western region, it has resulted in the rich places being rich in oil, and the places with no money are gnawing on their nest egg in their hands.

There is a huge gap between the rich and the poor.

The Leizhou Chamber of Commerce was headquartered in the main city of Leizhou, which had a population of eight hundred thousand.

Xu Qi’an and Mu Nanjian sat on a soft cushion, the latter draped in a fox fur cloak, next to Xu Qi’an, overlooking the Leizhou City below with a lack of interest.

What she was wearing was a vestment that protected her from the cold and water and fire, belonging to one of the inventory of magical artifacts from the Sitian Supervisor that Xu Qi’an had scavenged when he left the capital.

After a decade of running around, they finally arrived in Leizhou. At first, Mu Nanjian will be overlooking the city and excited “wow” call, to later, a back to life two familiar, seven is an old married couple without fluctuations.

The four red-tailed fiery eagles swept past Leizhou City and flew towards a certain mountain peak outside the city; they seemed to recognize the road and did not need a rider to maneuver them.

That mountain peak was exactly where the Leizhou Chamber of Commerce kept the Red-tailed Flaming Eagle in captivity.

Steady landing, Li Ling Su to find the Chamber of Commerce in charge of the “farm”, said:

“Poor Taoist Li Lingsu, is Wenren Qianrou’s closest friend, please inform her that I’ll be waiting for her here.”

The person in charge got confirmation from the chapter rider who came with him, and immediately sent someone to Leizhou City to inform Missy.

“What did you just say the name of that great lady was?”

Xu Qi’an recruited Li Lingsu and asked.

“Wenren Qianlou.”

Seeing his odd face, the Holy Son asked, “What’s the problem?”

Xu Qi’an’s brows furrowed, and he didn’t answer Li Lingsu, falling into deep thought.

He always felt that the name was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but no matter how he recalled it, he couldn’t remember it.

“I should have heard that name before, but I really don’t know this Leizhou Chamber of Commerce’s Missy, but, but it always feels like I do know her .”

He muttered in his mind.

PS: Typos are corrected after the first change.