Early on the next morning, Zhang Ju got up and left, saying that he was going to smoothen the relationship and see if there was any improvement in the literary meeting.
Chen Cuo naturally advised him not to be persistent and just let nature take its course.
Zhang Ju responded on the surface, but his scattered thoughts clearly showed that he would not give up. Chen Cuo could only shake his head and sigh.
After seeing off Zhang Ju, Chen Cuo stayed at the Hou Mansion for the next two days, breathing in and out and studying "Yin Yang Jin".
For ordinary warriors, it would take a few days to get started with this method of transporting energy. However, Chen Cuo was able to easily move his energy by focusing on his mind and controlling his mind and body. With the physical strength gained from the Wuming Breathing Method
, and quickly found out the key.
"With a movement of force and the involvement of thoughts, between the outer yang and the inner yin, and the transformation of yin and yang, you can make use of the true fire in your heart. No wonder Taoist Master Nan Mingzi teaches this method!"
After practicing for a day, Chen Cuo would reflect and reflect, and then record his thoughts and save them in his dream.
Then, let the servants prepare meals.
After he returned home, his appetite increased greatly and he had to eat four to five meals a day, each meal being three or four times the amount of an ordinary person.
After the meal, Chen Cuo couldn't help but sigh.
"The so-called poor people are rich in literature and rich in martial arts. Cultivation is indeed a costly job. If you are an ordinary person, even if you have the skills, it is difficult to afford the food and medicine needed to transform your muscles and bones..."
While he was sighing with emotion, Chen Hai suddenly rushed over and said he had something to report.
Chen Cuo looked at the visitor and asked, "Has the result of what I ordered you come to an end?"
Chen Hai cupped his hands and said: "I have looked for a few places, but I haven't made a final decision yet."
Chen Cuo said: "Then you came here in a hurry. What do you want to report?"
Chen Hai lowered his voice and said: "The old lady has reported the matter of the escaped slaves to the government!"
Chen Cuo frowned slightly and asked in detail.
"The old lady said that the treatment of people in the palace is not harsh. The few people left may not have been intentional, but they may have been bewitched and coerced, but they cannot be ignored in public or private matters, and not only a few people in the palace have been reported,
Everyone in our mansion has also reported it."
Chen Cuo asked: "How many people have left the palace?"
Chen Hai sighed: "If you include the person who stole the pill, there are six people in total."
"Six people, it's no wonder. It's not a small number."
Chen Hai hesitated for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and confessed.
When Chen Cuo asked, he said: "The king asked the villain to click on the forehead, and then he found out that five people were gone. Within two days, the palace went to report to the official. It must be the news that we are gone, and it is the villain.
The management is not strict."
"It's not your fault. The Marquis Mansion has nothing to hide from the Royal Mansion." Chen Cuo shook his head. If in the past, he was worried about the gain and loss of power, he might still be angry, but in the future this mansion will be thrown away, it will not matter.
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However, Chen Hai became more and more loyal, so when he left, he should leave something for him.
Chen Hai felt deeply that the Lord was reasonable, and he hated the person who informed him even more, thinking about how to find this person out.
Chen Cuo noticed something and said: "First of all, focus on what I ordered. As for the other things, do it if you can. If you can't, there is no need to force it. Of course, you must pay attention to the matter of reporting to the official. The departure of those few people was definitely not the intention.
If you really find it, you must report it to me."
"Here!"
After Chen Hai left, Chen Cuo sat down and thought.
"Since it is a decision made by the palace, it will not be changed. However, those few people should be controlled by evil spirits, just like the person who stole the elixir from the palace. But having said that, even if the mortal body is controlled by evil spirits, they will not be able to do anything.
When he sneaks away, he will not disappear out of thin air. Like the person who stole the elixir, the guards and people along the way should have been deceived."
Just as he was thinking about it, Chen Hai suddenly left and returned.
"Master, there are two people outside the door asking for an audience, claiming to be official servants." Chen Hai looked wary, "They said it was because of the escaped slaves, but I don't think they look like it. How can there be women who are official servants?"
Chen Cuo felt slightly and said, "Please invite someone in."
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There are two people sitting in the front hall, a man and a woman.
The man has a Chinese character face, two beards, and wears a brown straight jacket. He is not angry and shows dignity.
The woman was beautiful, but she was dressed in a smart outfit. She said righteously: "Is there a reason why you and I are suddenly asked to protect the Marquis of Linru County?"
The man shook his head and said, "I don't know. I have only heard people mention that King Nankang has a younger brother, but I have never seen him."
"King Nankang is not a good guy. This younger brother of his..." The woman sneered, and then she shut up after receiving a warning look from the man's eyes.
Chen Hai came over at this time and said that his prince was already waiting in the main hall.
"Let's go." The man stood up, and the woman followed behind, looking casual.
However, when they arrived at the main hall and saw Chen Cuo, their expressions changed slightly.
He's actually a monk!
The two couldn't help but look at each other.
They could tell at a glance that Chen Cuo was a practitioner.
"I've met the king!" The man and woman saluted at the same time, but their eyes were fixed on Chen Cuo.
After Chen Cuo returned the gift, he asked them to sit down and served tea.
Lifting the lid of the cup, Chen Cuo took a sip. Thinking of Qiu Yuzi's wine gourd, he couldn't help but shake his head, put down the cup, and asked, "What do you call us?"
The man cupped his hands and said, "I will accept you in Xialu."
The woman said: "My family's name is Yufang."
"I've met Mr. Lu, Lady Jade," Chen Cuo nodded and got straight to the point, "Aren't you two official officials? What's the important thing here?"
Lu Shouyi said: "Your Majesty's discernment is as bright as a torch. We are indeed not official servants. We came here under this excuse to deceive others."
Chen Cuo thought about the purpose of the two men's visit and said with a smile: "We came and went so politely, which made us suspicious. Why don't you two tell me clearly why you came here? If the teacher has a reputation, I will cooperate.
If not, please have a cup of tea and then go your separate ways."
"Okay! Have fun!"
Before Lu Shougi could speak, Yufang stood up first and said: "The Nu family and others are from the worship building. They were ordered to come here to protect the king and the prince, but I really didn't expect that there is a monk in this clan."
"Enshrined building?" Chen Cuo's heart moved, and he could taste a lot from the name.
"It's normal if you haven't heard of it before, but in the palace..." As soon as Lu Shou was talking, he was interrupted by the sound of rapid footsteps.
"My lord!" The person who came was Chen Hai, who had just left. He was still holding three paintings.
As soon as Chen Cuo saw it, he understood something, apologized to Lu Shouyi and two others, and went up to greet them.
After leaving the living room, Chen Hai couldn't wait to say: "The few people who went to Zhang Jun's house just now responded and said that Zhang Jun had seen these two places." He pulled out two paintings, which were the crowds on the high platform and the big crowd.
Two pieces of Yuan samurai.
"Have you seen both places?" Chen Cuo understood, "Are the two places very close to each other?"
"My lord is wise! Zhang Jun said that if he saw him alone, he would not be able to remember it, but when he put the two pictures together, he would remember it." Chen Hai lowered his voice, "The place where the crowd gathered is called Fulin Tower.
At the intersection of Qingxi and Chaogou, there are many nobles and scholars coming and going. Sometimes, after Zhang Jun leaves the palace, he will stop by."
Chen Cuo nodded and said: "In that case, Fulin Tower should be not far from the palace. If people from the palace go out, they can arrive quickly. What about the second picture?"
Chen Hai said: "It is said to be the villa of Duke Guiyang. Zhang Jun once visited it with his friends, so he has a deep memory. It is not far to the west of Fulin Tower. Because of this, Zhang Jun was able to find the opportunity to visit."
"Guiyang County Duke?" Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes, "General Hou?"
He thought of the convoy he met when returning from Guishan Temple, and his heart skipped a beat.
At that time, he was following the mysterious connection between him and the evil ghost, guiding the carriage and horses to move forward. After the connection was cut off, he encountered Hou Andu's convoy.
After thinking about this, Chen Cuo asked again: "Cousin, are you sure that the painting is the courtyard of General Hou? There are many rich and powerful people on both sides of Qingxi River and Chaogou. Don't get confused."
"He said that he remembered it well and was very impressed. He also said that the layout of the courtyard in the painting is very detailed." When Chen Hai said this, he changed the topic and said, "Why don't I call Zhang Jun here and explain it in detail to the prince."
"No need," Chen Cuo pondered for a moment. Thinking of the two people in the room, he shook his head and said, "We can't bother Mr. Zhang with everything. He is not a servant at home."
How happy he would be if he could run for the Lord!
Chen Hai muttered in his heart.
Chen Cuo asked about the third painting again.
Chen Haidao: "Zhang Jun has never seen it before, and he said it doesn't look like it's around Jiankang."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Chen Cuo nodded.
Chen Hai quickly said that this was what he should do, and then withdrew.
Chen Cuo thought about it for a long time, looked up at the sky, and made up his mind, so he turned around and returned to the house.
He met Lu Shouyi and Yufang and said: "There are still some things at home, you two..."
"We have been ordered to come here to protect the Lord. The Lord only provides accommodation." Lu Shouyi spoke first and cupped his hands towards the west.
Over there is the palace.
Chen Cuo frowned slightly.
Yufang smiled and said: "Don't be surprised, Lord. This colleague from the Nu family has no other intentions, but he is here under orders. If you don't leave us, we will have to blow outside. Otherwise, we won't be able to do business when we go back. It's not easy. Think about it."
The two Taoist monks should be able to protect you." As she said that, she took out a token from her arms.
"In that case, I'll help you two..." Chen Cuo stood up. Rather than leaving them outside without control, he might as well make arrangements, recruit people, and arrange guest rooms.
But once the two of them settled down, some things were hard to do.
"I wanted to stay in the mansion and borrow Mohe for a night trip, but now that it's a bit inconvenient, I might as well go and investigate in person..." Thinking of this, his heart suddenly beat.
As soon as the Taoist opened his eyes, he already understood something.
"This is what I should do, and I am about to go through this."
When thoughts fall, close your eyes and regulate your breathing, replenish your energy.
In the evening, Chen Cuo left his house and hit the road. His whole body was as calm as water, except for his eyes, which were filled with surging thoughts.