Immortal of Book and Sword

Chapter 62: Pay homage to the Wenqu star

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Leaving aside trivial matters at home, it didn't take long for the house slave sent by Mrs. Qian to come to the door. The servant looked left and right, with wicked eyebrows, pulled Chen Guhong to the corner of the yard, and then spoke softly.

"Mr. Chen, the Elder Master has set up a banquet in Shangzhen Building, please come over, Mr. Chen."

Chen Guhong's heart is clear, this is begging wine.

It also means that Wu Xiude's net of heaven and earth has been broken by him. With the support of the new county magistrate, and his writing is good, the scholar can't escape.

After passing the examination of scholar, the birds' anger I received these few days, I went to Wu Xiude to ask for it back.

Thinking of this, Chen Guhong couldn't help clenching his fists. He still remembered the day when his sister and husband were injured, and he couldn't even forget the bright red blood.

Chen Guhong took a deep breath, and said to his servant: "Go and report to the Elder Master, just say that I will be there in a while."

"Yes."

The house slave responded and went out.

At this moment, Yuanyuan made the tea, but Chen Guhong didn't have time to eat it, so he went out after explaining. Yuanyuan pouted her small mouth with a resentful expression on her face.

On the other side, Chen Guhong soon came to Shangzhen Building, there was a house slave guarding the door, and as soon as he saw Chen Guhong, he led him to the private seat on the third floor. Chen Guhong has not been to Shangzhen Tower.

I wanted to take a closer look at the environment, but I just entered the house.

With a "squeak", the servant behind him closed the door. There was a plop, and the sound of kneeling on the ground sounded. Looking up, isn't it the county magistrate

"My lord, I can't bear to be a student like you." Chen Guhong was also a little taken aback, this man was so soft-boned, he knelt down when he was slightly intimidated.

We must know that Tong Sheng can see that officials don't kneel, but now the officials are more expensive when they see Tong Sheng.

It was Chen Guhong himself who didn't respect ghosts and gods, so he underestimated the deterrent power of gods. During the period when Chen Guhong came to Zhenlou, Ma Zhong thought about it carefully.

It doesn't matter if you are a slave for one life and not being sent to the 18th floor of hell.

Giving the gods the saddle before and after the horse is also Bel's face.

Hearing Chen Guhong's words, Ma Zhong smiled shamelessly and said: "The little one is nothing more than a living being in the mortal world, but the God is the Wenqu star descending to the mortal world, he can bear it, he can bear it."

That's the intention. Seeing that the effect was so good, Chen Guhong no longer held back, and even took a stance, instead of helping Ma Zhong up, he lifted up his clothes, and knelt down on the head seat on the north side.

After sitting down, Chen Guhong said with a smile: "I came down to earth this time because of a disaster in the world. I didn't want to publicize it, but because of this disaster, I need a Jinshi status. As a last resort, I invited the Chariot God I will give your wife a dream."

When Ma Zhong heard this, he was in a cold sweat.

"Wen Quxing went down to earth to do something, how big a deal is that? But I messed it up, no wonder he was thrown into the 18th hell." Ma Zhong's face turned pale, and he kowtowed repeatedly: "Young one, you know your mistake, you know your mistake. Please also ask God to remember that the little one is innocent if he doesn't know, so please invite the chariot master to spare the little dog's life."

"Bang bang bang!"

Ma Zhong not only kowtowed, but also banged on the floor, and soon a red mark appeared on his forehead.

"The effect of this pretending to be a ghost is really amazing." Chen Guhong had to sigh again, and felt a little pity for Ma Zhong, it was really ignorant.

"Okay, stop knocking. Even if you don't know, it's not a crime. But for the great things I want to do, you can't embarrass me anymore in the future." Chen Guhong said.

"How dare, how dare. The matter of the Shangshenkao County Examination is on the little one." Ma Zhong patted his chest and thumped, like a bold man. As for disclosing the exam questions and ghostwriting the essays, Ma Zhong didn't mention it.

Be good, the person sitting in front of you is Wen Quxing, so you need someone to write the article

The dignified county magistrate became Chen Guhong's slave, a dog. After redefining the identity of the other party, what follows is a boring banquet.

The county magistrate accompanied him all the way, pouring wine and flattering, served Chen Guhong with enough wine and food, and respectfully sent Chen Guhong away. Before leaving, he thoughtfully asked if he wanted a sedan chair .

Chen Guhong didn't want the sedan chair, he used his feet like a horse, so he went back home.

"Happy!"

Not only Chen Guhong was happy, but Ma Zhong was also very happy. After getting into the sedan chair, Ma Zhong wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, and smiled with relief, "I finally made it through."

Because it was too relaxed, Ma Zhong seemed to have been sucked out of his bones, and limply slumped in the sedan chair. This softness became soft all the way until the bearer said that the county government had arrived.

Only then did Ma Zhong get up reluctantly, took five deep breaths in a row, then straightened his back, regained the posture of the elder, and walked out of the sedan chair.

With his hands crossed in the north, the old man walks like a dragon and a tiger, full of momentum. It's just that the red mark on his forehead is particularly conspicuous. He didn't know it, but was carefully looked at by the porter several times.

Just as he was about to step over the threshold, Ma Zhong turned his head and said to the porter, "By the way, Wu Xiude will see you later, but he won't see you."

"Oh, I see."

The concierge was very puzzled, isn't this old man on good terms with Mr. Wu? Why did you close the door to thank the guests? But as a concierge, he couldn't ask the old man for advice on this issue, so he could only bury his doubts in his heart.

With a happy mood, Chen Guhong returned to Chenqu Lane, Wang's residence. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Wang Yu was still washing clothes, his face was pale and his hands were wrinkled from the blisters.

At this moment, the yard is already covered with clothes and bedding. Chen Guhong saw it, good guy, even the winter bedding and clothes have been washed.

Yuanyuan stood with her hands on her hips fiercely and supervised.

Chen Guhong stroked his forehead with both hands, this little girl. But at this time, Chen Guhong also wanted to understand why Yuanyuan did this. It is the nature of this woman to compete for favor.

Even the maid is afraid of being replaced by the maid.

This Wang Yu and Chen Guhong kept it to deal with the county magistrate, but now that the county magistrate has raised his hand and surrendered, there is no need to stay. And if she stayed any longer, she might arouse Yuanyuan's jealousy.

For the safety of the family, Chen Guhong called Wang Yu over and asked Wang Yu to leave. At first Wang Yu refused to leave, fearing that Wu Xiude and the county magistrate would settle accounts. After Chen Guhong repeatedly stated that the county magistrate would not pursue the matter any further. He was also happily preparing to leave.

When Yuanyuan heard that Wang Yu was leaving, she immediately frowned happily. Sweeping away his fierce attitude, he went to the room to get a small silver coin, which he readily gave to Wang Yu.

He also explained carefully that women should be more careful when walking on the road.

Chen Guhong couldn't laugh or cry, this little girl. But it's up to her.

With tears in her eyes, Wang Yu thanked her and left. As soon as Wang Yu left, Yuanyuan came over and said courteously, "My lord, let me beat your back for you."

"Little girl." Chen Guhong scratched her little nose, but also sat down and asked Yuanyuan to beat his back. Yuanyuan looked happy and cheerful, pinching and beating gently.

Still humming a little song.

Chen Guhong closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the lightness.