Zhang Jinbao had a sullen face and was very unhappy: "It's a broker! Senior brother, I don't pimp. Pay attention to your words and let your uncles and uncles hear what you say. Watch out for them to slap your skin!"
Li Chengfeng was born with the ability to make things familiar. He said with a smile, "Senior brother Dabao and I are joking. When I meet those sullen-faced seniors and uncles, I am so scared that I dare not even breathe."
Zhang Jinbao suddenly became proud again and said with a smile: "That's right! However, our Lingshan sect has many rules, and the Zangjin Pavilion has very big rules. You must be careful, otherwise you will violate the rules, and there will be no protection from your uncle and uncle." If you say so, you will be kicked off the mountain."
Li Chengfeng's heart trembled, and the smile on his face dropped: "Please give me some advice, senior brother!"
Zhang Jinbao found Li Chengfeng very pleasing to his eyes at this time, and carefully told him the various rules of the Lingshan Sect and the rules of the Zangjin Pavilion along the way, while Li Chengfeng memorized them carefully.
Along the way, when he was about to reach the splendid palaces, Li Chengfeng couldn't help but ask: "Brother Dabao, I would like to ask, if you do business every day, do you still have time to practice?"
Zhang Jinbao couldn't help but laugh bitterly. He subconsciously touched his round belly and sighed: "Who told me that I was not born to be a cultivator!"
Li Chengfeng's heart tightened, and he forced a smile and said, "How do you say this?"
Zhang Jinbao sighed: "When my mother gave birth to me, I was just a fat ball. Do you know how much I weigh? Twenty pounds, a full twenty pounds!"
Li Chengfeng took a breath of air: "Isn't that the meat ball that became sperm?"
Zhang Jinbao's face darkened, and Su Yuehan burst out laughing.
Zhang Jinbao smiled bitterly and said: "I am so fat. It was brought out in my mother's womb. Can you blame me? But I am the only son in the family. My father hopes that his son will succeed, so he hopes that I can become a great practitioner. He does everything possible to make me Send it to the Hidden Brocade Pavilion. Alas, it took twenty years for the sacrifice to come true. But has he ever thought about what his son wants to do?"
There was sympathy in Li Chengfeng's eyes. When he first arrived in this world, he was almost overwhelmed by the high expectations of his mother, Xie Shi. This was the expectation and burden of a family for more than ten generations.
He felt the same pain.
Li Chengfeng advised: "Heaven does not give birth to useless people, and the earth does not grow nameless grass. Senior brother, there is no need to belittle oneself. What's more, junior brother is new here, so you have to rely more on him."
Zhang Jinbao laughed loudly and patted his chest: "Okay, from now on, Senior Brother Dabao will give you seven... um, eight... cough, nine... ninety-five percent off... eight, how about ninety-eight percent off!"
Damn, look at how stingy you are!
Is there anyone more stingy than me
Li Chengfeng stared at Zhang Jinbao with wide eyes. He couldn't believe his ears: All the flattery he just flattered was in vain!
Li Chengfeng's eyes twitched, and he forced a smile and said: "Senior brother is so generous! If someone bullies others in the future, senior brother should take care of him!"
Zhang Jinbao grinned: "Don't worry, we are not good at cultivation, but we are good at business! Who in the Lingshan Sect won't give our Dabao some face?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a senior brother at the mountain gate wearing a monk's uniform with three stripes of yellow scolding him: "Dabao, send me three kilograms of Ziwu Soul-Reviving Incense and two or two thousand fragrant hundred treasure grass later. No. You must be short on weight, otherwise you should pay close attention to your skin!"
Zhang Jinbao immediately turned around, nodded and bowed towards him and said: "Hey, remember, I will deliver it as soon as possible!"
Li Chengfeng was speechless: Did you agree to sell face
Zhang Jinbao took out a small notebook, took out a pen from his sleeve, and wrote it down in the account book. Li Chengfeng glanced at it and saw that the account book was densely filled with such transactions.
After Zhang Jinbao finished memorizing it, he smiled at them and said: "Being harmonious brings wealth, and being harmonious brings wealth!"
Li Chengfeng suppressed his laughter and nodded: "Senior Brother Dabao's business is really good."
Zhang Jinbao also felt that he was a bit slapped in the face. He forced a smile and said: "That man just now is usually very vicious. You should be careful not to offend him."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw three graceful monks from Zangxiu Pavilion walking out of the mountain gate of Zangjin Pavilion. They were accompanied by an extraordinary senior brother from Zangjin Pavilion. The four of them came chatting and laughing. When the senior brother from Zangjin Pavilion saw Zhang Jinbao, he shouted: "Dabao, why haven't the goods you promised me last time arrived yet?"
Zhang Jinbao smiled apologetically and said: "I'll be there tomorrow, I'll be there tomorrow!"
The senior brother said angrily: "Yesterday I talked about today, today I push tomorrow! I don't want this product anymore, I want my money back!"
Zhang Jinbao's expression suddenly changed, and he glared angrily: "You can't give up your life and wealth!"
The others were stunned and burst into laughter. One of the extremely beautiful senior sisters chuckled and said, "I have long heard that Zhang Jinbao loves money as much as his life. When I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation."
Zhang Jinbao was so proud that he raised his chin high, but unexpectedly, the senior fellow kicked him and rolled him back, then stood up again.
The senior brother shouted: "You damn fat man, if I don't kill three kilograms of your flesh today, I will..." As he said that, he stepped forward to punch and kick him.
On the way here, Li Chengfeng heard Zhang Jinbao talk about the rules of the Lingshan Sect. One of them was that the Lingshan Sect prohibited private fights. Anyone who violated this rule would have their cultivation skills revoked immediately and be expelled from the sect.
But in such a large sect, there are always contradictions and conflicts, so how to solve them
Of course the best way is to punch first!
Zhang Jinbao quickly curled up into a ball skillfully and hugged the back of his head with his hands, looking like he was lying down and being hammered.
The senior brother stepped forward and was about to punch, when he suddenly saw a figure blocking the front. He was stunned for a moment, looked at Li Chengfeng up and down, suppressed his anger, and said: "Who are you? Get out of here!"
Li Chengfeng bowed with the courtesy of Zangjin Pavilion and said: "Brother, please show your respect."
When this senior brother saw that he was his fellow disciple, he couldn't help but sneered: "When will cats and dogs come into our Hidden Brocade Pavilion? Looking at you, you must have stolen a gold post somewhere, right?"
As he said this, he burst into laughter, and several others also laughed.
Su Yuehan said angrily: "Bah, you are blind! My young master ranks first in both levels, and he is a child of aristocratic family! What kind of background do you have? You might as well sign up and compete!"
After all, Su Yuehan is the "**Lake". She knows very well the tone of these second-generation ancestors: these guys like to compare their life experience and family status. If the father in the family is more awesome, then naturally he will be the best among the second-generation ancestors.
The senior brother looked Su Yuehan up and down, and his eyes lit up. With such a pretty and lovely maid, it seemed that this junior brother would not be an unknown person.
The senior brother laughed and said, "I am the son of the Minister of Rites in the capital. Who are you?"
If you don’t practice to be an official, the royal family doesn’t practice. Although this is an iron law set by the immortal world, no matter how strict the law is, there is room for it, let alone a law that was written hundreds of years ago
The world has long understood the rules: some wealthy families have divided their sons into several grades early on, and those with spiritual talents will be sent to practice. At most, they will not be officials in the future, while other children in the family will be sent to the imperial examination. Continue the prosperity and wealth of your family. Such a home has both cultivators to guard the house and court officials to pave the way. It can be said to have the best of both worlds.
Su Yuehan was shocked when she heard this. She naturally knew what kind of official position the Minister of Rites was. This was a high-ranking official of the third rank. Prefect Zhang Junheng had to be respectful when he saw him, let alone a Beijing official who held an important position
Su Yuehan looked at Li Chengfeng uneasily, worried that he would not be able to get off the stage, but who was Li Chengfeng? Talking and teasing... Ahem, he is a devil incarnate, who has four special skills at his fingertips, lies without blinking an eye, and deceives people without paying for his life! Will there be times when he can't step down
Li Chengfeng disapproved, sneered and said, "How dare the little Minister of Rites be so arrogant!"
The senior brother's face changed, and he looked at Li Chengfeng with some vigilance and uneasiness. Others also looked at Li Chengfeng with strange eyes, secretly guessing the origin of this guy with sweat stains on his body that looked like salty fields.
Do you look down upon the descendants of high-ranking officials of the third rank? You are going to heaven!
Li Chengfeng smiled calmly, flipped his wrist, took out the purple goldfish pouch with seven gold edges that he had picked up from Zhan Qisheng before, and tied it around his waist. Everyone here knew the goods. After taking a look, he immediately felt His expression changed: Seven gold edges? Mr. Hou
Is this beggar-looking guy in front of me a descendant of the Marquis? Which prince is it
The senior brother did not dare to be careless, so he bowed quickly and asked cautiously: "May I ask where the marquis is from?"
Li Chengfeng raised his chin defiantly and stood facing the northwest direction with his hands behind his back. Everyone reacted quickly and their expressions immediately changed: "Are you... the fourth son of the Zhan family?"
This sentence shocked the expressions of others. They had already heard that the Zhan family sent the Fourth Young Master to Lingshan to learn arts and practice, but they didn't expect that they would bump into him today!
Su Yuehan looked at Li Chengfeng with a strange expression on his face. He lowered his head hard and pressed his chin tightly against her chest, fearing that his expression would reveal the truth.
Zhang Jinbao looked at Li Chengfeng with bright eyes: "Oh, I really can't see the truth. It turns out that my junior brother is the one with thick legs!"
Li Chengfeng glanced at him helplessly and thought to himself: When senior brother gets into a good-for-nothing situation like you, it is really a scorpion's shit, and he is the only one with the poison!
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