6kv Chapter 74 I Don't Care
Chapter 74 I Don't Care
Chapter 74 I Don't Care (Second Update, 6600 words)
"Why?"
"No—let him—go—"
A clear and ethereal voice rang out from behind the old man, carrying a chill that seemed to belong to another world.
The old man turned his head slightly, the wind and snow ruffling the white hair at his temples, and he sighed.
"It wasn't that I forced him to go; he wanted to go on his own."
"I know my own apprentices best."
The old man's voice carried a hint of helplessness.
"He's a stubborn guy; once he decides to do something, no amount of persuasion will change his mind."
"I even told him to leave you alone back then, did he listen?"
The blood-red figure known as Gu Qingwan stood motionless, her empty, lifeless eyes silently scrutinizing the old man's back.
The old man tightened his Taoist robe, which was soaked by the wind and snow, and his voice became deep and solemn.
"My own disciple, of course I'll protect him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped into the wind and snow without lingering. The palace door slammed shut with a loud bang and affixed a talisman.
It was around three or four o'clock in the afternoon.
Fengtian City.
The sky was so overcast it seemed to press down, and heavy snow fell like goose feathers, covering this most prosperous city outside the pass with a thick layer of silver.
The shops along the street lit up their lanterns early, and the dim yellow light swayed in the wind and snow, creating a hazy scene.
Generally speaking, the first snowfall of the year in the interior usually doesn't leave any snow accumulation unless it's very heavy.
Because the ground was still warm at that time, the snowflakes melted into water in the blink of an eye as soon as they fell to the ground.
But the situation is different outside the pass. Even if it doesn't snow, the daily cold winds have already frozen the land there.
Once it falls, the fierce cold wind will freeze it firmly to the ground, and in just half a day, the snow will be ankle-deep.
Outside, the wind was biting cold, but inside the Celestial Venerable's carriage, it was warm and cozy.
In one corner of the carriage, a pot of crimson, broken pieces of spirit meat was burning silently.
The heat radiating out warmed the entire space, making it so comfortable that it made one feel drowsy.
Lu Yuan is an example of this.
Ever since he climbed into the warm carriage that morning, his eyelids had been drooping and he had fallen into a deep sleep.
Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan were also called into the car by Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable. The two teenagers fell asleep as soon as they sat down. When they woke up, it was already dark.
Pulling back the curtain of the car window, the outside world was already covered in silver, with snow everywhere.
Inside the spacious carriage, besides Lu Yuan and the other two, there was also Crane Celestial Venerable, who was resting with his eyes closed, and his youngest disciple, Song Yan.
As the youngest disciple of Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable, he was naturally favored.
Midway through, the Heavenly Venerable Crane Patrol also called Song Yan in, so that he wouldn't be cold outside.
The carriage is now quite crowded.
At this moment, Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan were peering out the car window, their eyes filled with wonder at the magnificent snow scene outside.
Lu Yuan then stood up and respectfully bowed to Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable.
Crane-Patrolling Celestial Venerable didn't even lift his eyelids, his voice calmly uttering, "You used to always be out doing odd jobs in the countryside, you didn't come to Fengtian City often, did you?"
Lu Yuan's heart stirred, and he nodded seriously.
"I haven't been here many times, and this is the first time I've ever seen Fengtian City covered in snow."
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Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Lu Yuan before landing on Song Yan, who was also curiously craning his neck to the side.
"I'm going to see some old friends, so you don't need to come with me."
"Take your junior brothers and have a good look around Fengtian City. Find a nice place to eat and then find them a place to stay."
"No need to rush back. Just return to Beihua Tower before 9 PM."
As soon as he finished speaking, Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable reached out and pulled a colorful rope beside him.
The silver bells hanging outside the carriage made a series of crisp, rapid sounds, and the carriage slowly came to a stop.
When Song Yan heard that his master was letting him go out to play, his eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded hurriedly.
"Yes, Master!!"
Lu Yuan and the other two got out of the car, and a corner of the heavy cotton carriage curtain was pulled open.
Crane Celestial Venerable sat upright in the carriage, his gaze falling on the excited Song Yan, a slight smirk playing on his lips.
"Judging from their poor appearance, you can tell they don't have much money."
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"Let's take these three country bumpkins to see the wealth and luxury of Fengtian City and let them enjoy themselves."
"Put the money on my tab, don't let your junior brother pay, it'll embarrass Tianlong Temple!"
Lu Yuan: "————"
Alas!
You were trying to say something nice, but why did you have to say it so harshly?
The temperament of this Crane-Patrolling Celestial Venerable is truly unpredictable.
Song Yan, however, seemed used to it, patted his chest, and loudly replied, "Of course, Master!"
"When has our Tianlong Temple ever failed to do anything right?"
Crane-Patrolling Celestial Venerable hummed with satisfaction, the carriage curtain fell, and the magnificent carriage slowly disappeared into the wind and snow.
After the carriage left, Lu Yuan thought Song Yan would change his attitude.
To everyone's surprise, when he turned around, a bright smile spread across his face, carrying a hint of familiarity.
"Junior brother, we really owe you a lot today!"
"My master rarely gives me half a day off. Come on, let me show you three around Fengtian City!"
He proudly raised his chin.
"Senior brother is a local of Fengtian City!"
Song Yan's appearance was truly unexpected by Lu Yuan.
The change in attitude was so swift that, while it wasn't exactly a case of going from arrogant to obsequious, it was a stark contrast to his previous competitive demeanor.
Could it be that this guy has something on his mind?
As Lu Yuan was pondering this in his heart, Song Yan suddenly widened his eyes and leaned closer.
"Hey!"
"Junior brother, you wouldn't be plotting something bad to harm you, would you?"
Having his thoughts exposed, Lu Yuan remained expressionless, but a sense of embarrassment welled up inside him.
Before he could speak, Song Yan waved his hand dismissively, looking completely matter-of-fact.
"Previously, I was unconvinced, but that was because I didn't know how far your cultivation was!"
"I saw that move this morning very clearly, my senior brother."
"My meager skills are nowhere near as good as yours."
"Since we can't make it no matter how hard we try, let's just give up!"
嘚。
Lu Yuan figured it out.
This is the method that Master Crane-Patrol taught his disciples.
It's similar to his old man's theory of "if you're unhappy, just go to hell."
Follow the natural way and act according to your heart.
They were definitely taught by the same master!
Well----
That's good, too. A disciple taught by such a master will definitely not be conflicted in personality, no matter what.
"Alright, junior brother, stop overthinking it."
Song Yan waved his hand casually.
"Walk!"
"Senior brother will take you out for some fun!"
He turned back and shouted to Xu Erxiao and Wang Cheng'an, "You two little rascals, stay close to them! Don't get lost in the city!"
Having said that, Song Yan took the lead and turned to lead the way.
He wasn't faking it; these were his true feelings.
Song Yan is a shrewd fellow.
If the two were evenly matched, or if Lu Yuan was only slightly stronger than Song Yan, then Song Yan would definitely consider Lu Yuan a rival.
Even if he can't beat Lu Yuan head-on, Song Yan can still sabotage him behind the scenes.
From the fact that Song Yan tried to get Lu Yuan to leave yesterday, you can tell that Song Yan is a bit of a cunning old fox.
But now, the gap between the two is so huge that they are not even on the same level.
Song Yan isn't an idiot.
Knowing full well the vast difference in their abilities, they still insisted on provoking Lu Yuan.
Isn't this just plain crazy?
The two men share the same lineage. If Lu Yuan becomes successful in the future, wouldn't that also benefit Song Yan?
If I treat my junior brother to a meal today, he might buy me an apartment tomorrow!
"Let's go have a good meal first, and then your senior brother will treat you to the first pool in Fengtian, Huiquan Pool, to thoroughly wash away your fatigue!"
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Song Yan walked ahead, shaking his head as he finished speaking. Then he suddenly turned around and grinned wickedly, saying, "After we're done, your senior brother will take you to the Breast Palace to pick out a few prostitutes to loosen up your muscles~"
At this point, his expression suddenly turned serious, and he looked at Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan with utmost solemnity.
"But then again, you can only press it, you can't do anything else!"
"Especially you two, now is the golden time for practicing martial arts while still virgins, you absolutely cannot break your cultivation!"
"Just have one of those sluts give you both a massage!"
He then turned to look at Lu Yuan, pondered for a moment, and said just as seriously, "Junior brother, you can't do it either!"
"You still have to venture into that perilous Nurturing Ground next. If you're completely drained and your legs give way, it could be a matter of life and death!"
"You absolutely must listen to your senior brother!!"
"You'll be sharing a room with me later. I'll be watching you, so don't do anything reckless!"
Lu Yuan: "*————"
My senior brother really knows a lot of things.
In response, Lu Yuan smiled helplessly and said, "No need, senior brother. We can just have a meal and take a bath."
"Forget about the rest, you can go by yourself, Senior Brother."
As soon as Lu Yuan finished speaking, Song Yan immediately raised a thumbs up and exclaimed in a drawn-out tone, "Good! Junior Brother is indeed self-disciplined. Then we won't go!"
"Actually, I'm not someone who likes to go there much. I only go occasionally to get some massages. I'm still a newbie!"
Lu Yuan: "————"
My senior brother is really something else; he seems quite aloof when you don't know him.
Once they're familiar with it, they'll chatter on and on.
The four of them walked through the thick snow, listening to Song Yan introduce the sights and culture of Fengtian City from all over the country.
Song Yan came from a wealthy family and was a prominent figure in Fengtian City who dealt in spirit meat. He was well-informed and could talk about historical anecdotes with great expertise.
Soon, they arrived at the most bustling main street of Fengtian City.
Even with heavy snowfall, the streets were still bustling with traffic and crowds, creating a lively atmosphere.
"Look, that tall building over there, that's Songtao Pavilion, the best restaurant in Fengtian City!"
With a flick of his finger, Song Yan pointed to the building, where carriages and horses lined the entrance, creating an impressive and magnificent scene.
"This restaurant was originally called Dehai Hall. It was opened by Wang Dehai, the old eunuch who was in charge of cooking in the Qing Dynasty General's Mansion, after he left the palace. Later, it was renamed Songtao Pavilion."
He smacked his lips, a look of longing on his face.
"The most famous dish here is 'one-pot'!"
"Sea cucumbers from Lushun, deer tendons from Jilin, pheasants from Taiyin Mountain, and hazel mushrooms from Fushun are simmered together in a rich broth."
"The taste, wow, everyone who's finished it says, 'I wouldn't trade it for even a god!'"
Song Yan's vivid description made Wang Cheng'an and Xu Erxiao, who were standing nearby, swallow hard.
The two of them, however, maintained a facade of composure, trying their best not to show any signs of being unsophisticated and greedy.
We can't let Brother Lu down!
Completely oblivious, Song Yan continued to proudly introduce the place: "This Songtao Pavilion has a first floor called Baishan Hall, which is for casual guests, and a second floor called Heishui Pavilion, which is for receiving distinguished guests."
At this point, he turned around mysteriously.
"Let me guess, what kind of important figures like Cheng Yao have been entertained at Blackwater Pavilion?"
Lu Yuanren shook his head.
After all, people hadn't been to Fengtian City many times.
Song Yan immediately raised his head, proudly counting on his fingers: "There are many more!"
"A famous Peking Opera actor, a great writer from the south, and a renowned wealthy merchant from beyond the Great Wall."
"Even—several of our sect's Heavenly Venerables have been affected by the rain!"
He spoke in a low voice with a smug look on his face.
"Second floor private rooms, 'Tian' class rooms, and six 'Shi' class rooms."
"As for me, I've been to both the top-tier and world-class establishments. I've been to the world-class establishment with my father, and I've been to the private rooms of the top-tier establishment with my master!"
"Hey, it was so magnificent, so dazzling, it almost blinded me!"
He changed the subject, letting out a sigh of regret.
"What a pity, Master isn't here today, so forget about going upstairs."
"But it's alright, your senior brother will show you around the White Mountain Hall on the first floor, that's the same thing!"
After saying that, Song Yan raised his head and walked towards the gate of Songtao Pavilion, with Lu Yuanren following behind.
"Sir, our shop is full today. Why don't you try another one?"
A martial arts master at the entrance of Songtao Pavilion waved his hand in refusal.
The martial artist remained expressionless, twirled his hand, and spoke in a cold, hard voice.
Song Yan, who was about to step across the threshold, froze, and the smug smile on his face instantly vanished.
Song Yan: "————"
"Could you ask Shi'er to make some time for us? We've come all this way and it's raining!"
The martial arts instructor at the entrance of Songtao Pavilion remained expressionless and coldly refused again, "There really are no seats available!"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Song Yan's cheeks flushed red instantly, and a surge of anger rushed to his head.
"Hey! Don't be so arrogant!!"
"Do you know who I am? My father is Fengtian—"
Before Song Yan could finish speaking, the martial arts master impatiently interrupted him.
"Oh, sir, please don't reveal your family name!"
"No matter who you are, we can't afford to offend you!"
"Right now, all the lords from outside the pass have gathered in Fengtian to prepare for the Luotian Grand Ritual. You are the lord, and everyone in the house is also a lord."
After saying that, the martial arts master raised his chin, his voice exuding confidence.
"But we have many powerful men in our Songtao Pavilion, who neither cause trouble nor fear it!"
Song Yan: "————"
Song Yan felt a lump in his throat, unable to breathe properly.
As a young master born and raised in Fengtian City, he naturally knew whose property was behind Songtao Pavilion.
Right now, it's really hard to find a place to rest.
but----
Just then, a curious voice rang out from behind: "Fu Quan'er?"
"What are you doing here?"
Lu Yuan looked at the stern-faced martial arts master in front of him and blinked curiously.
This is Aunt Qin's person.
But he remembered that Songtao Pavilion was the property of the Bailu Chamber of Commerce, and it was Aunt Qiao'er's estate.
Why is Aunt Qin here sticking around?
The martial arts master standing guard at the entrance, who had always had a cold expression, looked in the direction of the sound.
The moment he saw Lu Yuan clearly, his icy face melted, his eyes gleamed, and his voice boomed like a gong!
"Ouch!!!!"
"Young Master Nephew!! When are you going to rain!!!!"
"Rain, rain, rain!!"
As Fu Quan'er spoke, he quickly pulled Lu Yuan inside, turning back to call out, "Quick, get a duster!"
Song Yan: "???"
Soon, a waiter trotted over and brought a brand new feather duster.
While diligently brushing the snow off Lu Yuan's shoulders, Fu Quan'er quickly explained, "Isn't it because Fengtian is holding the Luotian Grand Ceremony? People from all over the country are flocking to Fengtian."
"All of Bailu Merchant Guild's old shops are fully booked, and they're a bit short-handed, so we're just filling in for them."
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Fu Quan'er is Qin Yi's bodyguard, and Lu Yuan is very familiar with Qin Yi's family.
The people in Aunt Qin's family are quite familiar with Lu Yuan, after all, Lu Yuan stayed at Aunt Qin's house for more than half a month.
From the fact that Fuquan kept calling him "Young Master Nephew," you could tell that they were very close.
Hearing this, Lu Yuan stopped walking and asked curiously, "You've all gone out on business?"
"What about Aunt Qin?"
Speaking of this, Fu Quan'er grinned, his face beaming.
"Harmful!"
"Madam doesn't live at home now; she's been staying at the Zhao family's place, so she doesn't need us. We've all come out to help."
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Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan was taken aback: "Aunt Qin is still staying at the Zhao family's house?"
Lu Yuan knew that Aunt Qin was staying at Aunt Qiao'er's house.
At that time, Lu Yuan was going to stay at Aunt Qiao'er's house to prepare some medicine for her.
Of course, it never got cooked in the end.
I slept for a day, then went shopping on the second day, and left on the third day.
However, Aunt Qin was a little unhappy that Lu Yuan was staying at Aunt Qiao'er's house at the time.
Since Lu Yuanyu couldn't afford to run back and forth, Aunt Qin simply moved in with the Zhao family.
At that time, the two beautiful aunts lived in the small house in the backyard, while Lu Yuan lived in the east wing of the backyard.
Lu Yuan thought that once he left, Aunt Qin would go back to her own home.
So, he still hasn't gone home?
Fu Quan nodded vigorously, his tone certain: "Yes! Absolutely!"
"Madam hasn't left; she's been staying at the Zhao family's house. Bu Gen'er hasn't mentioned going home at all."
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Although Lu Yuan was puzzled, he could only nod.
"Alright."
"Is Shihe still inside? Just give us a small corner, we haven't eaten all day, we're really starving."
Upon hearing Lu Yuan's words, Fu Quan'er slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Oh my!!"
"Young Master, what do you mean by that?!"
"What you're saying is like slapping me in the face!"
"This rain has no offspring, but your rain must have offspring for generations!"
Seeing Fu Quan'er's arrogant posture, Lu Yuan felt a little embarrassed and grinned.
"Don't be so dramatic, it's not that serious."
"If it's not too much trouble, just make room for us. We'll leave as soon as we finish eating."
"If there really is no Shi'er left, it's alright. We can go to Bie Shi He."
Upon hearing Lu Yuan's words, Fu Quan'er grabbed Lu Yuan's arm in a panic, as if afraid that Lu Yuan would run away.
"Oh my god!!"
"Young Master, please don't say that!!"
"If I dare not let you in today, tomorrow my wife will twist my head until it rains!"
"Stop talking nonsense, let's get into the rain, let's get into the rain."
As Fuquan pulled Lu Yuanjin into the rain, he turned and shouted upstairs, "Hurry up and someone come! Our young nephew is in the rain! Someone come and lead the way!"
Fuquan's loud shout caused many people in the lobby on the first floor to turn their heads and look at the rain.
This made Lu Yuan extremely embarrassed.
Fortunately, there was someone on the second floor who, upon seeing Lu Yuan, beamed and rushed over, calling out, "Oh, young master!!"
"Rain, rain!!"
Looking at this person, Lu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Dequan'er?"
"You left yours here too?"
The guard named Dequan nodded repeatedly, grinning from ear to ear.
"Yes, young master!"
Lu Yuan immediately stopped talking. There were too many people looking in this direction in the hall, so he immediately followed De Quan'er to the second floor.
At the door, Fu Quan'er picked up a duster and carefully brushed the snowflakes off Xu Erxiao and Wang Cheng'an, who had followed him up.
When he threw it at Song Yan, Fu Quan looked at Song Yan with a helpless expression and grinned, "My God, we almost made a mess of things."
"Sir, you're one of us. You're a friend of our young master's, so why don't you just say so?"
"Why go through all this trouble? He's your father, coming all this way from so far away, what's with all this nonsense!"
"Even if the Heavenly King himself rained down here, it wouldn't be as effective as my young nephew!"
"Come on in, come on in! Don't get cold outside!"
Song Yan: "————"
no----
This—this is the damn Songtao Pavilion!
The Bailu Chamber of Commerce, the leading chamber of commerce outside the Great Wall—its assets!
My junior brother —
Young Master Nephew?
What the hell is that?!
Who exactly is Cheng Yaoyu?!
Hey!!
I didn't even get to deliver the meal, and now my junior's apartment is gone?
Finally, Song Yan followed Lu Yuan and his group up to the second floor, still somewhat dazed.
Downstairs, Dequan quickly ran away in the rain.
Fu Quan'er looked at De Quan'er, who was in the rain, with a face full of question marks: "Why aren't you staying upstairs to serve your nephew, young master? What are you doing here in the rain!"
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Dequan pulled him to a corner, and with a stern voice and gleaming eyes, scolded him: "You hillbilly, do you think I don't know how to serve the young master?"
"I'm raining to tell you that I just inquired and found out that your young master has just arrived in the city!"
Fu Quan'er was even more bewildered.
"What else?"
"He left a couple of days ago, and it's raining today. What's there to say?"
Dequan'er slapped his thigh in exasperation and looked at him as if he were an idiot.
"Alas!!!"
"You're so stupid!!"
"The two ladies in this house are so eager for their young nephew to return home in the rain!!"
"You should hurry and go to the Zhao family to deliver the good news. Those two ladies have won the fight; they'll surely be rewarded with a large sum of money!"
Upon hearing this, Fu Quan slapped his forehead and stared at De Quan, exclaiming, "My God!!"
"You're so clever!"
"How could I not have thought of that!"
Dequan immediately glared at him and said, "Stop rambling on like that, you're such a idiot!"
"I have to hurry back upstairs to serve my young master. You'll have to share half of your reward with me!"
Before he finished speaking, Dequan had already turned around and jogged upstairs.
Fu Quan'er quickly found someone to cover his shift, and the next second, his figure shot into the snowstorm like an arrow.
Fengtian City, the Zhao family.
In the backyard, inside the magnificent, warm house, where spring seems to last all year round.
Zhao Qiao'er, dressed in a close-fitting bright red silk nightgown, leaned languidly against the soft couch.
She was like a ripe peach, so ripe that it seemed as if a pinch of her would release her honey.
The bright red silk nightgown was very short, barely covering her plump and voluptuous buttocks, completely revealing her straight, slender, and beautiful legs.
Of course, there were also Lu Yuan's favorite feet, which were practically food-grade and painted with red nail polish—delicate and pink.
The remaining white, fleshy skin stood out starkly against the backdrop of the red silk pajamas.
At this moment, Zhao Qiao'er was half-reclining on the soft couch, her red lips slightly parted, eating the Japanese mandarin oranges that the maids handed her.
On the other side of the soft couch, Song Meiqin was in the same languid posture.
She wore the same silk dress, but in a bewitching purple, revealing her fair and voluptuous skin, just like Zhao Qiao'er!
At this moment, Aunt Qin's jade-like hand, painted with purple nail polish, was carefully holding a dark, frozen pear.
Those full, alluring red lips held the tip of the frozen pear in their mouths, gently sucking on the cool, sweet juice.
For a moment, the faint, alluring sucking sounds could be heard inside the room, making one's heart itch.
If an ordinary man were to enter this room, he would neither see nor hear anything.
"When are you going back?"
"Why do you always stay at my house?"
Zhao Qiao'er swallowed the sweetness in her mouth, raised her hand, looked at Song Meiqin opposite her, and spoke with a lazy provocation in her voice.
Upon hearing this, Song Meiqin glanced at her coldly with her intelligent and alluring eyes, casually put down the frozen pear, and lazily replied, "We're all seasoned foxes, don't pull this stunt."
Let's get straight to the point.
"I don't care."
Song Meiqin's gaze became frank and ardent.
"I absolutely love him, I can't live without him."
"Don't even mention you, even if he took a fancy to that whore in the Nai Zi family, I could buy Yu Fang out of the house!!"
"If it were you, I wouldn't care at all."
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"And you?"
What are you thinking?
(Two chapters today, not bad, brothers. Even though I didn't have any drafts saved up, I still managed 14000 words a day!)