On the streets of Beijing, Lu Zhuangyuan was holding his grandson Lu Tongsheng, sitting in the sedan chair, looking carefully at the shop on the street outside.

The beautiful decoration inside the house made him realize that every inch of land is definitely valuable. If it were placed in the past, it would definitely not be possible for a low-class person like him to come.

He kissed his grandson hard on the face, and Lu Zhuangyuan's white beard made him cry.

"Tong Sheng, my little ancestor! Look, look! Our Lu family really has smoke coming from the ancestral tomb this time!"

"I, Lu Zhuangyuan, have dreams all my life, and I really didn't expect that there would be one day when I got into the sedan chair. Hehehe, it turns out that this is the case when I was in the sedan chair." Lu Zhuangyuan gently paddled his butt, feeling happy.

"Vomit~" Hearing the disgusting sound outside the sedan chair, Lu Zhuangyuan frowned, lifted the curtain and looked back, he saw his eldest son, Juren, poking his head out of the sedan chair and spitting his breakfast in that big mouthful.

Seeing the minced meat and white flour that was spit out, Lu Zhuangyuan couldn't help feeling distressed in his eyes. "What are you doing? Juren! Look at the ground! What a good thing is ruined by you! How much can it be sold for silver?"

Juren Lu, who had a pale face, held back his disgust and said to his father: "Dad, this sedan is so disgusting that I am. Can I get down and walk?"

"You don't know how to enjoy being blessed! Block your mouth! If you vomit again, I'll let you eat all the vomiting!"

Juren Lu nodded bitterly, covered his mouth and shrank his head back.

It was not good enough that he had not tortured for long. After half a stick of incense, he slowly stopped carrying the sedan chair of the Lu family.

When Lu Zhuangyuan came out of the sedan chair with his grandson in his arms, a three-story green building appeared in front of him. There were three big words written on the big red plaque on it, Guangde Garden.

Lu Zhuangyuan's eyes were wide open and he slowly walked in without blinking.

This roof, this pilaster, this beam, this door and window.

The beautiful reliefs, openwork and painting made him confused, not to mention that some places were covered with gold and silver.

Lu Zhuangyuan was completely shocked by this place. He had never seen such a beautiful place before.

When he saw Lu Zhuangyuan's gaze frozen on the stage in the garden, the eunuch who accompanied him leaned over and said with caution: "Brother Lu, this is the theater given to you by the emperor."

"This, this." Lu Zhuangyuan seemed to be possessed by Gao Zhijian and stuttered. "This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this?"

"Yes, are you still satisfied with it? If you are not satisfied, you will slowly pick the entire capital of the capital until you are satisfied."

Lu Zhuangyuan could no longer listen to anything at this moment, and he heard that it was a word.

With red eyes, he made a nonsense trembling sound of unknown meaning and rushed towards the stage. Then he went crazy, circled around the pillar and the stage, touching the floor tiles over and over with his hands, almost sticking out his tongue to lick it.

"Dad, dad! Don't do this." Juren Lu took Lu Xiucai to force him down.

After getting off the stage, seeing that Lu Zhuangyuan was still in a daze, Lu Xiucai spat in his palm and swung it around him several times in his face.

In the severe pain, Lu Zhuangyuan finally came back to his senses and looked at Lu Xiucai in surprise. "Do you hit me?"

"Bah! It's embarrassing, don't say it's my father when you go out." Lu Xiucai's face was full of contempt.

"You dare to hit me!" Lu Zhuangyuan rolled up his sleeves and raised his cigarette pole.

But he didn't even get a fight with his youngest son in the end, because a group of people were coming up from around the theater.

"Feng's team pays homage to the master." Was alas, these hundreds of men, women and young men, knelt down at Lu Zhuangyuan.

"Oh, it's impossible to use, it's going to be a long life." The frightened Lu Zhuangyuan quickly pushed his two sons and avoided their kowtows.

"Boss Lu, just accept it. How can you do without a theater? If you have them in the future, it will not be a problem for the entire Guangde Garden to make money every day."

After repeatedly postponing, seeing that the other party was telling the truth, Lu Zhuangyuan stood in front of them with some fear.

"Feng's team pays homage to the master." Was alas, the group of hundreds of men, women and young men shouted again at Lu Zhuangyuan.

This time, Lu Zhuangyuan did not hide. Standing in front of everyone, he felt numb all over his body, and his body was light and fluttering. "Well, can you please say something else?"

Although these people were a little confused, seeing the eunuch hiding under the whisk gently waved his hand, these people started again. "Feng's team pays homage to the master."

"Hehehehehe~" Lu Zhuangyuan smiled like a fool, as if he couldn't help but jump up. "Don't... don't stop!"

"Feng's team pays homage to the master." "Hehehehe~"

"Feng's team pays homage to the master." "Hehehehe~"

Juren Lu stood aside and watched. Compared to Lu Zhuangyuan's reaction, he was fine. After all, this theater was given to his father by the emperor. Before his father died, this place had nothing to do with him.

But even if that's the case, he seemed very excited at this moment. Gao Zhijian, that's just that stupid person. Why?

Becoming the emperor and giving such a big gift from his family, all this seems like a dream.

He turned his head and looked at his younger brother, Lu Xiucai, but found that he was picking his nose, looking impatient.

Feeling the gaze of his own brother, Lu Xiucai stretched out his fingers and rubbed his two fingers at Lu Zhuangyuan's bounce. "Nothing else, I'll leave first. You'll be here to accompany this old bone to have a crazy hair."

After saying that, Lu Xiucai, who was carrying a copper coin sword, turned around and walked outside the theater.

"Hey! Where are you going, scholar?"

"The others are going to enter the palace to see my master. Of course I have to go and take a look. I heard that my master has become very powerful now. Maybe he can teach me that kind of powerful magical power." After that, Lu Xiu ran towards the palace gate.

He rushed along the way, and finally caught up with other people's sedan chairs in front of the palace gate. Although the sedan chairs were not required to be walked, they were not far away.

"Hey! Scholar Lu! Why are you here? You're still tired like a dog." The dog kid wearing silk poked half of her body out of the sedan chair and teased him.

"Go to you! Just a few of you are going to the palace?" Lu Xiucai looked at the other sedan chairs and found that there were only Chun Xiaoman, Zhao Wu, Yang Xiaohai, and Gouwa.

"What's wrong? No? Let me tell you, entering the palace is a big deal. The fool didn't look for you. Don't stick it to me with a stern face."

"Hmph, what you said, I'm not going to find him, I'm going to find my master." The scholar said, jumping into the dogwa's sedan chair.

"Hey! You guys! Go down quickly, there can only be one person in this sedan!"

"Don't be so stingy! If I hadn't saved you that night, you would have been killed by that Taoist, and you still owe me a favor!"

"Go to die, I saved you that night!"

As the sedan chair swayed, they slowly walked in with the wide open palace gate.

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