Chapter 547: The Quota Requested

The white robe with grooved edges was a little old, but it seemed a little tight on her. It seemed that she had gained weight after giving birth, and she had not had time to adjust the clothes, so they seemed a little ill-fitting.

"You get up first. I can't make the decision about the Blue Sky Conference." Xiao Wanming was a little stunned when he saw Mang Shirui still didn't get up after paying her respects. Finally, he sighed helplessly.

Without saying anything more, he turned around and walked away. It was not right to enter someone's backyard in broad daylight, and be bumped into... But...

Mang Shirui watched Xiao Wanming leave with a sad heart. After thinking about it, she decided that she could only ask Xiao Wanqing for help. She wiped her tears, stood up and walked towards the main courtyard.

The first seat.

Xiao Wanqing drank her tea quietly, looking at Mang Shirui who had been kneeling in front of her for half an hour. She put down her teacup and said softly, "The conditions for participating in the Blue Sky Conference are strict. Many young masters of noble families cannot meet the conditions, and there are only a few who can meet the conditions."

"That's why there is a quota. You want me to give Ning'er's quota to Chen Mi? Mang Shirui, you have such a big face!"

"Please have mercy on me, sister! Please have mercy on me, sister!" Mang Shirui banged her head on the carpet again and again, looking very embarrassed.

"That's enough! It's really annoying! I thought those flamboyant moths were annoying enough, but I didn't expect you, Mang Shirui, to be such a character."

"Get up! If he meets the requirements, I can recommend him for a spot." Xiao Wanqing said expressionlessly, "As for whether he has the ability, it depends on him."

Mang Shirui was not a child. She straightened her clothes and bowed to the ground again. "Sister Xiao, please understand. I am just an ordinary woman. I cannot pass on Mi'er's extraordinary talent."

"Please show mercy, sister. I am willing to be your furnace, cauldron, and weapon soul. If this body can be useful to you, you can take it. Shirui will have no complaints." Mang Shirui's tone was resolute, but Xiao Wanqing felt bitter when she heard it.

She is also a mother and can understand Mang Shirui's thoughts to some extent.

After a long silence, Xiao Wanqing still couldn't come back to her senses, as if she was recalling something. Mang Shirui didn't urge her, she knelt on the ground and waited quietly.

Suddenly, Xiao Wanqing sighed and said, "Okay, I'll give him a chance, but you have to let me see his value and whether he's worth cultivating! If I see him, what's wrong with giving him a chance?"

Mang Shirui let out a long breath and knelt on the ground, "Thank you, Sister Xiao! I..."

Xiao Wanqing interrupted her directly and said slowly: "As for you...you are the master's concubine, you have always been sensible, which makes me worry less. Just live a good life and go down."

Then he changed the subject, "A Xiu, go and invite the young master."

"Yes, ma'am."

Watching the maid beside Xiao Wanqing leave, Mang Shirui kowtowed again: "Thank you, Sister Xiao!"

Just as he was about to stand up, he stumbled. His legs were numb from kneeling for too long.

The maid beside her reached out to support her, and waited until she stood firmly, then she let Mang Shirui out step by step.

When Xiao Wanqing was the only one left in the room, she murmured, "If you are not Cangyan, then I will lose a lot! How can I confirm it? Tsk tsk..."

After thinking about it, Xiao Wanqing suddenly stood up and quickly chased out the door.

When she turned out of the courtyard gate, she saw the maid Ah Xiu who had just walked out of the courtyard gate and called out softly, "Ah Xiu."

Ah Xiu paused, turned around, walked over quickly, bowed, and said, "Madam."

Xiao Wanqing asked calmly, "Where is the young master?"

"Madam, the young lady said that she is outside her courtyard."

"Well, you go back first."

"Yes."

Xiao Wanqing walked towards the side yard step by step, neither fast nor slow, strolling leisurely. After passing the corridor, she saw Murong Ji.

Then his eyes suddenly became cold and stern, staring at the three-year-old child who was sitting on the stone, listening quietly to the maid reading, and was listening very seriously.

That was much more obedient than Chen Ning. For a moment, she suddenly had an idea: [Will Chen Ning be able to control him in the future? ]

She immediately suppressed the thought. As long as she didn't die, Chen Mi would not be able to cause any trouble.

"You have a calmness and composure unlike other children. It's rare and precious." Xiao Wanqing walked forward, interrupting Mei Yu's reading and blocking the sunlight shining on Murong Ji.

Murong Ji raised his head slightly and saw the black shadow in front of him, but he couldn't see who it was. Then came the pressure of the aura of a highly accomplished cultivator.

This kind of pressure is the gap between life classes, like the gap between ants and humans, which makes people unable to have the slightest thought of resistance.

Murong Ji was a little dazed. This was the feeling he had when he faced him when he first became a disciple of Master Tian Buyi.

Seeing Murong Ji looking up, Xiao Wanqing was a little surprised, "Can you see it?!"

"I can see a hazy figure, but I can't make out anything specific. It's very blurry." Hearing the voice, Murong Ji knew who was standing in front of him.

I couldn't help but be more careful in my response. The treatment of a bastard was no different from that of a slave. Although the mistress couldn't kill him at will, she would definitely make him suffer. Xiao Wanqing nodded, then leaned over, pinched Murong Ji's tendons, and looked at Murong Ji's meridians.

"good."

After saying this lightly, Xiao Wanqing stood up straight and continued, "Your mother has found a place for you to participate in the Blue Sky Conference. Someone will come to pick you two up tomorrow."

Murong Ji stood up and bowed to Xiao Wanqing, "Thank you... Mother."

Xiao Wanqing sneered, "If you don't want to call me mother, then you don't have to."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left without saying anything more.

The next morning, it was just dawn.

Some are cool.

Mang Shirui brought Murong Ji to the gate of the mansion and waited. Opportunities are hard to come by and should be cherished.

Looking at the servants who were busy in the mansion, and then looking at Murong Ji, who was breathing heavily after doing those strange movements, he squatted down and helped him fasten the buttons on the side of his neck.

"Mi'er, whether you have achieved good results or not, being able to participate in the Blue Sky Conference is a blessing. If someone wants to take you as a disciple, go ask Deacon Xiao Wanming. Be respectful, okay?"

Murong Ji was startled and asked softly, "Mother, what is the competition at the Blue Sky Conference?"

Mang Shirui was silent for a moment, and then she said, "I'm sorry, mother didn't know either. Even the news about the Blue Sky Conference was... leaked by your father accidentally."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Mang Shirui's face. "Forget it, you'll know when you go there."

Murong Ji was silent for a while. In this world, the blockade and monopoly of cultivation techniques by those Taoist families were much more serious than he had imagined!
Not long after, Chen Quan came out of the house with his adopted elder brother Chen Ning. Seeing the mother and son, Chen Quan's face instantly darkened.

"Mang Shirui! This is just the first time, never again!" The gritting of teeth made Mang Shirui's body tremble. Chen Quan glanced at his two sons and finally suppressed his temper.

He walked up to Mang Shirui and said in a deep voice: "Since I welcomed you into my family, have I ever treated you harshly? Mang Shirui, the place in the Blue Sky Conference is an opportunity for my Chen family to rise! There must be no accidents..."

"Hey? It's early for you guys!" Xiao Wanming's voice came from behind.

Chen Quan's expression immediately changed, and he turned to look at Xiao Wanming: "How did you sleep last night, Master Xiao? How is my concubine?"

Xiao Wanming's old face turned red and he smiled awkwardly: "Thank you for the hospitality. I had a good rest, very good." As he spoke, he saw Mang Shirui and Murong Ji beside her. His smile gradually became gentle. He wanted to say something, but closed his mouth again.

Then he looked at Chen Quan and asked calmly, "Are these the two children?"

Chen Quan was startled, and the smile on his face was a little stiff. "Please forgive me, Lord Xiao, I don't know what is good for me. I will..."

"Forget it, Master Chen, we have known each other for some time. You are already in your thirties, and you only have two sons. Since my younger sister is willing to let me take care of the child, it is not a big deal."

Chen Quan was startled for a moment, then ecstatic, "Great." He clasped his fists and bowed to express his gratitude, "Thank you so much, Brother Xiao."

At this time, the servants of the Xiao family drove the car over. Xiao Wanming looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late. It will take a long time to get to Tianxuan City."

"Brother Xiao..."

Xiao Wanming waved his hand and said, "No need to see me off." Then he stepped onto the shaft of the cart and sat in.

Murong Ji turned around and bowed to his mother and father, then climbed up the frame step by step and sat next to Chen Ning.

He didn't have a very good impression of Chen Quan, but he couldn't find any fault with him. After all, it was just as he said, he never deprived them of food, clothing and other expenses, nor did he exclude them.

In this world, that's pretty good.

If one really wants to pursue women's rights and female independence, Murong Ji knows very well that in this environment of material shortages and poor living conditions, they and their son really cannot survive.

Unless Mang Shirui is a monk! A monk comparable to Chen Quan.

The carriage creaked and started moving until it disappeared from Chen Quan's sight. The smile on Chen Quan's face faded and he let out a long breath.

He asked softly, "What did Wanqing say about Mi'er?"

Mang Shirui took a few steps forward and bowed slightly, "I don't know either. Sister went to see Mi'er alone."

"Did you ask for Mi'er's place?" The voice was a little cold, as if questioning. Coupled with his strength comparable to that of a great demon, Mang Shirui felt an inexplicable pressure and her face turned pale.

Mang Shirui gritted her teeth, overcame the initial fear, and then said: "Go back to the Lord, I asked my sister for it."

Chen Quan's face darkened. He thought for a while, but he was a little puzzled. He thought silently for a while, but he couldn't figure out Xiao Wanqing's purpose. [Could it really be Cangyan? ]

(End of this chapter)