Lu Sanlang didn't even care about the Zhang family's mansion, so he naturally didn't care about the dilapidated houses in the village that were under renovation. But when he thought about the fact that the lady of Duke Zhao's mansion was willing to spend money to renovate the village where Zhu Ying's fiancée lived, it was clear that this marriage was not groundless, and he felt extremely refreshed.
Because of this, even though the money Zhu Ying often brought out to parade around the city was not very nice, and even though there were many ragged naughty children watching on both sides of the road, Lu Sanlang, who was notorious in the capital for occasionally letting his slaves commit crimes, remained calm. If the situation did not allow it, he would have sung loudly.
When Zhu Ying really marries that country boy... Hey, he will have plenty of time to laugh at and ridicule her in the future!
When they arrived at the end of the village, dismounted and walked in the lush bamboo forest, Lu Sanlang, who had just come out of the capital early in the morning and was already sweating all over, felt the cool breeze and a hint of shade, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"What a gentleman indeed, and a great place to choose!"
This is elegant, you haven’t reached a more elegant place yet!
Liu Yin, who was walking in front, raised her head slightly with pride while thinking. When she led the master and servants, more than ten people, through the winding path, to the deepest part, she smiled and led everyone around the bamboo screen wall, just like Zhang Shou and Zhu Ying did before, and then turned around to see Lu Sanlang's reaction.
However, to her disappointment, when Lu Sanlang saw the three words "Cui Yun Jian", he not only did not show any shocking expression, but instead curled his lips in a slightly bored manner.
Don’t these hermits in the mountains have any other choices except living in bamboo houses, thatched cottages, and wooden buildings? No wonder, the great hermits hide in the court, the middle hermits hide in the world, and the small hermits hide in the wild. I don’t think anyone who builds a bamboo house so close to the capital is a famous hermit, but someone who wants to take a shortcut to Zhongnan.
Lu Sanlang thought so in his heart, but he certainly wouldn't say it out loud. He had noticed Liu Yin's gaze, and then he keenly realized that his attitude was a little off. Obviously, Miss Zhu was quite respectful to the owner of this place.
Anyway, before Zhu Ying was actually married, he had to continue to play the role of the suitor, and he immediately spoke well of her: "No wonder she is a great sage living in seclusion in the mountains, and I am just an ordinary man in the market. The difference in taste is like heaven and earth. I just hope that the old gentleman living in seclusion here will not think I am humble and allow me to stay here for a few days."
In the Qingfeng Xulai Hall in the center, Zhang Shou noticed the man mentioned by Zhu Ying as soon as Lu Sanlang appeared. He couldn't help but notice him. This guy really lived up to Zhu Ying's nickname of pig head, and was so fat that he could be called bloated. However, after he said the first sentence, he felt that this youngest son of Lu Shangshu might be interesting.
He stroked his chin and then gently pulled a rope in the room. Following a clear bell sound, not long after, he saw a young man in green silk clothes appear in front of Lu Sanlang and his group and Liu Yin.
That's Qi Liang.
Seeing Liuyin nodded slightly, Lu Sanlang couldn't help but look at the visitor with a critical eye. He saw that Qi Liang was thin and had an average appearance, but his gestures were not like those of an ordinary villager. He was elegant and arrogant. The youngest son of the Lu family couldn't help but snort in his stomach.