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Chapter 208: First ritual and then sergeant
Chapter 208: First ritual and then army
Lu Yanbo laughed relieved and said, "Let's go to bed quickly. My uncle will have a big battle to fight tomorrow."
"Well...you say, tomorrow should we call my dad and a few brothers to help my uncle?"
Yun Huilian was in great spirits. She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Finally, she couldn't help but poke Lu Yanbo and asked in a low voice.
"Don't call first." Lu Yanbo obviously hadn't fallen asleep either. He quickly replied, "There may not be a good thing to have too many people, and it may even disrupt my uncle's plan."
"Oh." Yun Huilian thought it seemed to make sense, "Then wait, if my uncle suffers..."
"Uncle will not suffer any loss." Lu Yanbo said with full confidence after interrupting Yun Huilian.
"I don't believe that my uncle will suffer a loss."
I heard that there was a hint of unhappiness in Lu Yanbo's tone. Yun Huilian knew that she had said something wrong and then smiled with her first, and then took the initiative to say a lot of good things about An Shengchang, which was what made Lu Yanbo happy. Now.
Yun Huilian was a little helpless and funny about Lu Yanbo's childish look like he was so childish that Yun Huilian was a little helpless and funny, but she didn't feel unhappy at all. Instead, as he spoke, he convinced himself.
The next day is the day of rest. Early in the morning, Shengchang brought people to the gate of Lu's mansion, and first gave the prayer letter politely.
Most of the concierges who can watch the doors in high-end and large-scale households have sharp eyes.
Let’s first look at An Shengchang and the two people he brought, although they both looked at each other and didn’t know each other. But only looking at their clothes from the master to the servant, especially the noble spirit of Yushu, who was the master, could tell at a glance that his identity was not simple.
Look at the book of worship that simply wrote the name An Shengchang, and there was nothing else.
Even this name is strange?
An Shengxin has not shown up in An's house for a long time. People from all over the mansion have either deliberately or completely forgotten her.
So even when I saw the surname An, the concierge could not associate An Shengchang in front of me with his wife's family who had long been like an abandoned wife.
However, even if you are confused about An Shengchang, you can tell that he is a noble person at first sight, how could he not know him? The wardrobe still did not dare to be too negligent, so he hurriedly invited the master and servant into the wardrobe to serve tea, and then instructed the other wardrobe to have a good reception, and personally took the letter of worship to Lu Maoshou to report.
After all, if you inform the nobles, you will get rewards according to the convention. His nephew is a servant next to his master. When giving the reward, he should not pay the highest amount?
"An Shengchang?"
When he saw this name on the post, Lu Maoshou was slightly stunned for a long time before he remembered that this was An Shengxin's legitimate brother.
Throwing the greeting letter to the ground, Lu Maoshou hummed in contempt and said, "I won't see you."
not see?
The concierge looked up at Lu Maoshou in surprise and confusion, his face full of confusion.
Lu Maoshou naturally would not help him solve his doubts. Seeing that he didn't react and was still there stupidly, he glared at him impatiently and scolded, "What do you care about a poor relative who came to fight Qiufeng?" Please come in and have tea? Did you buy the tea for free?”
Poor relatives?
"Can…"
The doorman was even more confused. I couldn't help but open my mouth to defend myself, but was dragged away by the servant next to Lu Maoshou with quick eyes and hands.
"My uncle, you are not very sensible at first? Why are you confused today?" The servant twitched his mouth—
If it weren't for the sake of his own uncle, he would have been lazy to meddling in other people's business. But why did he remind him that he was still confused when he looked at him?
"Isn't this the nobleness of those people dressed? Why did I become the poor relative in the words of the master?" The concierge asked his nephew in a low voice in confusion, "Don't you have made it wrong by the master, right?"
"Uncle, why don't you look at the name on the prayer post? How many people in this capital's surname are An?" The servant woke up helplessly.
"he…"
The concierge was shocked and recalling An Shengchang's appearance, it seemed that it really coincided with the noble and reserved handsome young man in my memory.
He widened his eyes in surprise: "He is the eldest young master's uncle? Didn't he leave the capital in a mess? Didn't he expect him to come back?"
"Don't say that there are any, hurry up and send the person away, so as not to know that he is coming to the door and get angry when he enters."
The servant next to Lu Maoshou left with confidence when he saw that the gatekeeper had woken up.
"What's the point? You're so blind. This Lu Mansion is also where you deserve it? Do you think you can come to Qiufeng if you don't know where to borrow a dress from, and look like a person wearing a look. Now?”
I hurried back to the gatehouse of the mansion. When I saw An Shengchang and his group, the gatehouse had already changed his face and called several people over, holding sticks and trying to drive them out directly.
It seems that this is knowing the identity of myself and others. This is really not polite at all.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
An Shengchang looked up at the people, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't need to signal at all, and the two guards he brought stood up. He grabbed the sticks from two of them with bare hands. After three or five strokes, except for An Shengchang and the other two, everyone else was lying on the ground and wailing and humming.
"Where is Lu Mao guarding?"
Walking to the doorman, An Shengchang looked at him condescendingly. Although he was asking, his tone was slow and he had a noble and elegant smile on his face.
"Book, study."
The doorman shivered for a moment, and somehow suddenly had a premonition in his heart. If he could not answer him well, he was afraid that the consequence would not be what he was willing to see.
So he didn't have to think too much, and he answered obediently as soon as he opened his mouth.
"It's still a sensible attitude."
An Shengchang looked at him with a smile, turned around and was like walking in the garden. He seemed unhappy, but in the blink of an eye, and took his people to Lu Mao's study room guarding the outer courtyard.
Until they watched An Shengchang and the others leave, the few people on the ground barely got up.
"Old He, they just went in like this. What if the master blames him?"
Let's come together, thinking that he and others were unable to drive An Shengchang and the other two out, but instead let them break into the mansion. The few people couldn't help but look at each other, all of whom showed a look of fear. One of them bit the bullet and asked the concierge who had spoken to An Shengchang and was still staring at the ground without saying a word.
(End of this chapter)