Chapter 33: Canhe Village

It seems like a good idea to give him a try now. I haven't been back for ten years. It's time to go back and take a look.

Touching his chin, he began to wonder who the current chief officer of Gusu was.

After thinking for a while, he wrote a letter to Su Zhe. In name, he was Su Shi's disciple. Su Shi fell, but the Su family's connections were still standing.

Otherwise, how could Su Che be pushed to the position of prime minister? You know, during the Huizong period, Gao Qiu and Lin Lingsu were both popular figures.

And they all come from the Soviet school.

He turned his horse around and headed straight for Gusu.

After waiting in Gusu for a few days, Su Che's letter was delivered through the Beggars' Gang, and Murong Ji went to the government office with a smile on his face.

The current chief official of Gusu was once a disciple of Su Xun. His surname is Hua. He has great potential in officialdom, is a die-hard supporter of the Su faction, and is also a core figure of the New Party.

He was demoted that year.

Murong Ji handed over the letter, and the atmosphere immediately became harmonious.

After the two of them had made their plan, Murong Ji walked out of the government office, let out a long breath, and looked in the direction of Mantuo Villa.

When I come back, I must go and see Li Qingluo. After all, she is very nice to me.

As soon as I stepped into Mantuo Villa, someone stopped me.

"This is a private estate. We don't accept outsiders. Please return the way you came!"

Murong Ji looked them up and down. There were seven women in this group, all of them were eighteen or nineteen years old, about the same age as himself.

But his strength is quite good and he can be considered a good player.

Unless you are a top-notch master, it would be difficult to defeat them.

"Please inform him that Murong Ji is here to see my aunt."

The women looked at each other and said, "Pah! The Murong family only has one son! Do you think we are easy to fool?"

"That's right! Since you don't want to leave, then stay!"

As she spoke, the leading woman stabbed with a sword.

Murong Ji was somewhat melancholy, and he directly grabbed her sword. The sword skills of the Murong family were continuous, and the seven people were beaten into a very embarrassing state.

Taking advantage of the gap in the attack, one of them immediately went to report the news.

Murong Ji also stopped and stuck his sword into the ground. He felt a headache. It had been ten years. He left when he was ten years old. Now he is back at the age of twenty. His appearance has changed a lot.

No one knows himself, and that is as it should be.

Not long after, a woman in her thirties who was in charge came over and looked Murong Ji up and down, with a vague resemblance to the previous look on her face.

He also looks similar to Murong Fu, so it must be him.

There was some joy in his eyes, and he knelt down slightly to salute, "Second Master Murong."

"It's you. Long time no see."

"Yes, it has been ten years. The owner of the manor has been thinking about you all the time. You are really stupid. You don't even come back to visit."

Murong Ji glanced at the seven girls who lowered their heads like quails and smiled.

Following her into the yard, I saw Li Qingluo from a distance.

A beauty is indeed a beauty, as if she has been forgotten by time and will never age. Standing in front of the door and looking at the intersection, her face was full of expectation. When she saw Murong Ji, her face instantly fell.

"Aunt, your nephew pays respect to you."

Murong Ji knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and when he looked up again, there were already some tear marks on Li Qingluo's face.

"Don't call me aunt anymore! I was raised by the old lady, call me aunt!"

Murong Ji was stunned and agreed: "Aunt!"

Pretending not to notice her tears, he followed Li Qingluo into the yard.

"Why are you still following me? Go down and wash up!" Holding a handkerchief, he looked at Murong Ji with disgust.

Murong Ji smiled innocently, then turned and left.

Li Qingluo gently wiped away her tears and shouted loudly: "There will be an extra meal tonight! There is one more person, so make more food! Tell the young lady to come back quickly! Why does she run to Yanziwu all day long!" Murong Ji returned to his original room. The layout of the room was still the same, and he felt a little warm in his heart.

Being in a different world, sometimes he really didn't know where to go, just like when he went down the mountain from Chengtian Temple.

At this moment, Murong Ji felt that he was not alone, and there were people willing to give him a place to stay.

At dinner time, Li Qingluo and I had finished half of our meal when no one came back.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Aunt, why don't you see Yuyan?"

Li Qingluo sighed softly, "Don't bother with her, she's such a loser!"

Murong Ji understood instantly, what a guy, what a guy, he finally fell in love with Murong Fu.

After staying in Mantuo Villa for a few days, I finally saw the graceful Wang Yuyan. She was indeed elegant with skin as white as snow and as smooth as jade.

The liveliness and agility in her body are perfectly combined with the gentleness and elegance taught by etiquette.

She is only sixteen years old now.

He really has talent, good looks, vision... and good looks.

"Second cousin."

Murong Ji nodded. After not seeing her for ten years, she was no longer clinging to him like she did when they were little, nor did she call him cousin sweetly anymore.

She glanced at the two people standing next to her, and they immediately greeted her respectfully.

"Second son."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. Second Young Master? Instead of Young Master Murong, this is interesting: "Are you from the Murong family? What are your names?"

"My name is Ah Zhu."

"My name is Abi."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, he really couldn't express it in words...

"Where is Murong Fu? Is he at the manor?"

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi looked at each other, and Ah Bi stepped forward and said, "The young master has gone out to do some work."

Then he asked cautiously, "Second Young Master, do you want to go back?"

Murong Ji chuckled, knowing the two people's little thoughts. They were probably afraid that he would anger Murong Fu after returning.

But it's just as well that he's not here.

"go back!"

He jumped onto the boat and signaled the two men to start the boat quickly.

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi went back reluctantly, but they had no way to deal with Murong Ji.

Murong Ji looked at the two maids' looks and figures. They were really outstanding! Especially Ah Zhu, who had a graceful and petite figure.

She is pretty and charming, with the liveliness in her eyes almost invisible, and her every frown and smile exudes a moving aura.

A typical Jiangnan beauty, very attractive. In comparison, A-Bi is a little worse.

After getting ashore, Murong Ji went straight to Chanhe Manor.

Ignoring the obstruction of others, he pushed the door and entered the Murong family's study, where there were a large number of books, martial arts, biographies, experiences and insights, etc.

More importantly, at the innermost part of the study is the Huanshi Water Pavilion.

Murong Ji was searching the bookshelf for news about Murong Longcheng, as well as the book that recorded the characters of that era, and even the martial arts of that era.

We ate and lived here for seven consecutive days.

He searched the study room outside and actually found something.

Murong Ji put down the book in his hand and muttered to himself, "Mount Emei?"

His guess was correct. The Murong family's swordsmanship evolved from the sword-controlling technique. However, this sword-controlling technique might have been acquired by Murong Longcheng when he traveled to Mount Emei.

(End of this chapter)