Chapter 10 Book Boy Qin Feng
After riding horses for half an hour, he came to a quiet house in the city lord's mansion. Two guards blocked the moon gate. Han Yu dismounted and said politely: "Please report it to me and say that the young master of the Wang family is asking for a meeting."
A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old ran over to stuff things, probably with a dozen taels of silver. The guard's eyes lit up and his face suddenly smiled: "It's okay, I'll report it."
It is true that having money can make the devil push the mill.
After a while, the guard walked out with a smile on his face: "Please come with me!"
The three of them entered the courtyard, and Han Yu was taken to the side room to rest, while the guards walked towards the deeper courtyard with the book boy.
The guard warned Han Yu coldly, asking him to stay in the house and not run around.
This small room is quite quiet, and outside the window frame is a quiet bamboo forest. Han Yu couldn't help but itchy when he remembered the rumors he had heard half a year ago.
It is said that gods are good in the world, so Han Yu naturally wants to witness the appearance of an immortal to see if he has a fate with an immortal.
In the past six months, I also went to various bookstores in Jian'an City and went to some Taoist temples on the mountain to inquire. I only occasionally found some clues related to immortals, but it was difficult to distinguish between true and false.
People who practice martial arts should not spend a day. Han Yu sat on the bamboo bed to practice "Zhenyang Gong" and stopped practicing until the meridians were tingling.
"Gugu..." There were waves of protest in his stomach. Han Yu looked at the sky was approaching dusk, and the two watchdogs didn't even prepare food for him.
He cursed in his heart, but asked with a smile on his face. The guard guards didn't raise their eyelids, just thinking that Han Yu was air.
Seeing this, Han Yu was not making fun of himself. If these two people had high positions and powerful positions, then Han Yu would have been so hot and cold ass, so the two guardians would not have made him bend down.
Anyway, half an hour later, it's time for the young master to finish school. Han Yu plans to contact Zhang Minggui tonight to see if he has found any rare classics in the near future.
Not long after returning to the cottage, the small door of the inner courtyard opened. Wang Yi, the young master of the Wang family, looked sad, and Qin Feng, the book boy beside him, was comforting.
"Young Master, is someone bullying you? I'll go and stand up for you!" Han Yu jogged over all the way, looking angry.
The young master looked at Han Yu without answering, but the book boy beside him said disdainfully: "What do the rough men understand?"
After scolding Han Yu, the book boy Qin Feng comforted him: "Young Master, how about we go to Wanshufang now?"
When the young master heard this, he nodded. The servants were waiting for a day when they left the house. Seeing that the resentment in Han Yu's heart suddenly decreased most of the resentment. At least he still had a place to rest, so the four of them probably didn't even drink. Qin Feng sent the young master into the sedan chair and said to Han Yu after a while: "You go home and notify the master, we will go back later tonight!"
Qin Feng looked arrogant and Han Yu didn't raise his eyes: "I went out in the morning and asked me to take the young master home safely. Is your order even greater than the order of the master?"
Qin Feng was about to open his mouth and say something, but he could only shut up obediently when he heard the second half of the sentence, but his hatred eyes glared at Han Yu, obviously telling him that the matter was not over!
Han Yu didn't care about this gaze, but in his heart he planned to let Zhang Minghu explore Qin Feng's old background and wait for a while to give him some pain.
"Get up the sedan chair!" Without waiting for Qin Feng to blow the young master's ears, Han Yu directly ordered the sedan chair husband, and a group of people walked towards the royal palace.
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"Master, that's how things are!" Qin Feng complained to Master Wang in the side hall of the Wang family.
Han Yu, who was standing in the hall, didn't even raise his eyelids, watching the clown slandering him very close to slandering him. However, there was nothing to say about this matter, and Han Yu was right at all.
Mr. Wang, who has been doing business for a lifetime, could not hear any unexpected words? Seeing that Qin Feng was still chatting, he planned impatiently: "Qin Feng, you can take the young master to Wanshufang, you can't delay it at this time!"
"Yes, lord!" Qin Feng had no choice but to close his mouth and retreat unwillingly. He seemed a little proud when he met Han Yu's eyes.
When Qin Feng left, Mr. Wang's face only smiled and pointed to the chair and said, "Sit down and talk!"
Han Yu bowed to him and signaled no to use it. He only heard Mr. Wang comfort him: "Guardian Han, you are doing a good job at this time! I will trouble you if you have something to do."
"Master, just give me the order!" Han Yu clasped his fists and agreed without asking anything.
Mr. Wang was satisfied with Han Yu's attitude, took a sip of tea and stood up and said, "It's not a big deal. You need your company to go to Wanshufang. Please trouble Guard Han!"
Hearing this sentence, Han Yu looked bitter, and the night time wasted. After thinking about it, Han Yu said seriously: "I will do whatever the master told me!"
"Okay!" Mr. Wang was very satisfied with Han Yu's attitude, "The monthly salary was 10 taels!"
With this benefit, Han Yu naturally smiled happily, and said a few words of gratitude to leave. First, he went to the cafeteria for a simple meal, and came to the door to meet the master and servant who went out.
"Let's go, the master asked me to escort you to Wanshufang." Han Yu said with a smile as if he didn't see Qin Feng's face.
The young master was ignorant, but after hearing Qin Feng's ears, he was slightly hostile to Han Yu. Han Yu smiled and didn't take it to heart.
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This Wanshufang is the largest library in Jian'an City, and is divided into nine floors. The first three floors only cost five taels of silver per hour, while the middle three floors require fifteen taels. It is not possible to handle the silver. It requires the recommendation of the city lord's mansion.
Han Yu has also been here once in the past six months to see if he could find any rumors about cultivating immortals. However, there are hundreds of thousands of books on the third floor, and he was so dazzled that he could only return home in disappointment.
The group of three people came to Wanshufang, and a sweet-looking maid came to entertain him. The young master took out a simple token, and the maid took them directly to the sixth floor.
This sixth floor is a middle-aged man who shook his head. When he saw the token, he touched the young master's head and said with a smile: "It turns out that it is the young master of the Wang family, go up!"
Qin Feng also smiled and prepared to raise his foot upstairs, while the middle-aged man said lightly: "You can't do it!"
The maid covered her mouth and laughed, Qin Feng's face turned into a pig's liver, and the young master said in a slight voice: "I want Qin Feng to go with me!"
Han Yu watched coldly, Qin Feng showed a flattering look and pulled the middle-aged man aside, and the two of them were muttering in the corner.
"Okay, he will go with you!" The two of them discussed for a while, but when they came back, they had changed their tone. They didn't know what secret deal they had reached.
Seeing the two of them going upstairs, Han Yu also followed suit. The middle-aged man once again stood up to dissuade him: "No!"
"Why not?" Han Yu glanced at him and said, "My master asked me to protect the young master's safety. If there is a criminal on the floor that harms the young master's life, can you bear it?"
The middle-aged man was speechless when this question asked, Qin Feng turned around and said sarcastically: "Guardian Han, I can be responsible for the safety of the young master."
"Oh?" Han Yu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Then I'll bother Qin Shutong to report to the master. If there is a master's oral letter or handwritten letter, I will turn my head and leave!"
Han Yu's nasal sound was aggravated by the three words Qin Shutong. Qin Feng's face changed when he heard this, and he did not dare to continue provoking. He turned to the stairs and Han Yu followed closely behind.
There are very few books on the seventh floor, only a few thousand books. The books emit a faint fragrance on the wooden shelf. Night pearls hang on the roof, and the room is as bright as daytime.
"It would be great if I could knock down a few." Han Yu murmured in his heart. This night pearl could be exchanged for hundreds of taels of silver in the pawn shop. This Wanshufang is really luxurious.
The young master was holding something in his arms, and the master and servant were searching on the bookshelf. Han Yu took a random book called "Qiwen Zhi" and leaned on it and read it with relish.
Han Yu is also a human being after all. What happened this day is very simple and can be connected into a line. Han Yu is unbearable to the immortal literature, but he will never reveal a single bit on the surface.
Qin Feng looked at Han Yu sitting in the corner with some vigilance. Seeing that he was holding a miscellaneous book, he sneered in his heart and relaxed his vigilance.
Time passed quickly. Before a book "Qiwen Zhi" was read halfway, the bell rang downstairs, and Wanshufang was closed.
"Uh." Han Yu put the book back on the bookshelf, and saw that both of them were looking for the book were happy, and it seemed that they had gained something.
He sent the two back to the Wang family and Han Yu returned to the courtyard. He knocked on the door three times in a row, and soon felt the earth shaking slightly, and a strong man opened the wooden door.
"Brother!" The strong man saw Han Yu's face was excited and hurriedly welcomed him into the yard.
In the past six months, Zhang Minggui has become more strong in size. Han Yu led him to subdue the gangsters on the two streets. Zhang Minggui waved his stick and beat a group of gangsters to cry and call him.
Han Yu walked around with her back, and then said, "Minggui, go and think about whether there is a bigger house around you, go and marry a wife, so that your mother will be happy too!"
Zhang Minggui scratched his head and smiled: "Boss, what's the point of looking for me so late?"
"Nothing is wrong. I have taken on an errand recently. I have no time to clone during the day and can only come here at night." Han Yu explained casually, "Who has anyone come to the territory to make trouble recently?"
"No!" Zhang Minggui rubbed his hands, "I heard from my elder brother. 30% of the harvest on the two streets went to handle some yamen runners and constables. If anyone dared to make trouble, I would call the yamen runners. After a few times, no one dared to come."
Han Yu nodded with satisfaction. Zhang Minggui asked some tips on martial arts. Han Yu answered as long as he could. He couldn't answer and asked the teacher in the mansion. He was a fool who could not use his ready-made talents.
Chapter completed!