The ancient mansion of Southern Henan is home to outstanding people and treasures.
The ancient mansion was established seven hundred years ago. In the past seven hundred years, several literary saints emerged from the ancient mansion of Nanyu, which also made the ancient mansion of Nanyu a home of talented people. Otherwise, it would not be known as an outstanding person.
On the carriage.
Chen Xuanqing closed his eyes and rested.
He was already prepared to be ridiculed by the clan. Just when he got on the carriage, he clearly saw several followers rushing back to the clan. As expected, they were probably going back to 'bring good news'.
Along the way, Chen Xuanqing couldn't figure it out either.
Why do you have to be reduced to a reproductive tool? Don’t have any power?
He somewhat hated this feudal society, but one person's strength could not resist this sick world.
It's noon.
The sun was shining brightly, and the weather in Nanyu Ancient Mansion was much hotter than usual. However, Chen Xuanqing in the carriage did not feel the slightest warmth. He did not know whether it was because his heart felt cold or because there was no sun shining in.
Call!
The law!
With a cry, the carriage stopped.
Soon the sedan curtain was opened, and the Chen family's servant said with a smile on his face.
"Master, we have arrived at the house."
Chen Xuanqing was in no mood to talk, so he got off the carriage and saw a pair of white jade lions.
The Chen family's mansion is very grand, and the words on the plaque were personally inscribed by the prime minister of the dynasty, which is enough to prove the Chen family's heritage and background.
More than a dozen servants stood at the entrance of the house. When they saw Chen Xuanqing again, they couldn't help but bow respectfully.
"I have met the young master."
"kindness."
Chen Xuanqing replied calmly and walked into the mansion, followed by more than a dozen servants in an orderly manner.
"Master, you are back. The master has asked people to prepare meals in the front hall. Master, do you want to eat first?"
As soon as he entered the mansion, the old housekeeper came over and asked him.
"I have no appetite. I won't eat. Where is my father? I have something to discuss with him."
Chen Xuanqing shook his head. He was still in the mood to have a meal now. He wanted to go to his father to see if they could discuss it again. The date was given a few months to allow him to fight for the last time, otherwise he would really not give in.
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"Go back to the young master. The eldest master is discussing your marriage with several other masters. It is not convenient to see you. Moreover, the master also asked me to tell you something. It is written in black and white and cannot be denied. Young master, why don't you go and have a meal? After all, this is
It’s almost noon already, it’s going to hurt your body to be hungry.”
The housekeeper said with a smile, giving up Chen Xuanqing's idea of discussion.
"What does this mean? Am I, Chen Xuanqing, the kind of person who denies things? My father's situation is really small. Lao Xu, help me tell my father that there is still one year left. Don't get too happy too soon."
After listening to what the housekeeper said, Chen Xuanqing became a little angry. What does it mean that the words are written in black and white and cannot be denied?
Am I, Chen Xuanqing, that kind of person?
Did I say that I want to deny it? It’s true that a villain’s heart is like a gentleman’s, no wonder he can only be a clan leader.
After leaving these words, Chen Xuanqing walked towards his residence, feeling a little depressed. Finally, he waved his hand to ask the servants not to follow him. He wanted to be alone.
Don't ask me who Jingjing is, no one will play such a cliché.
In the courtyard.
Chen Xuanqing came over with a dark face. He did not enter the room, but sat on a stone bench in the courtyard.
Picking up the wine on the stone table and just about to pour a glass to drink, Chen Xuanqing seemed to have thought of something. He opened the lid of the pot and found a red fruit soaked in it.
In an instant, Chen Xuanqing no longer felt drunk.
I wanted to throw the wine glass, but I was afraid that someone would look back and laugh at me, which would be even more uncomfortable.
"It's all time travel, why should I be like this when others are so miserable?"
Sitting in the courtyard, Chen Xuanqing felt very angry and uncomfortable.
If someone else travels through time, the beginning will be either a fallen genius, a domestic servant, or even a cowherd boy.
When it's his turn to travel through time, the disciples of the aristocratic family don't have to worry about food or clothing, and they don't feel any particular sense of crisis.
How can you show off your skills in this kind of time-travel script?
It is said that when there is pressure, there is motivation. If there is no pressure at all, where does the motivation come from?
In addition, Chen Xuanqing absolutely believed that the family members must have tampered with something during these five assessments. As for how, Chen Xuanqing didn't know. This was just a guess.
Time passes slowly.
It was dark until Youshi, but Chen Xuanqing still couldn't think of any solution.
The current situation is almost unsolvable.
It can even be said to be a dead end.
"Is there really no other way?"
Under the miserable moonlight, Chen Xuanqing frowned.
At the time of Xu, Chen Xuanqing still couldn't think of any solution.
Until late at night, when the bright moon appeared in the sky, a bold idea came to my mind.
Run away!
Since we are in a dilemma right now, why not run away?
But this idea was quickly rejected by Chen Xuanqing.
I'm afraid running away will be more troublesome. Not to mention where I'm running to, I'm afraid I'll disappear without saying a word and be caught by the tribe that day.
The end will be even worse when the time comes, so it is better to take a roundabout way first.
Think of this.
Chen Xuanqing couldn't help but get up and look at the willows in the courtyard. The evening breeze blew and the branches danced. It was a dark night and although there was a bright moon in the sky, she felt a little lonely inexplicably.
"If you are unsure about something, ask the spring breeze. The spring breeze will not say anything but follow your heart."
"If I could be calm in my heart, how could I be indecisive when encountering difficulties?"
A low murmur sounded. Chen Xuanqing was dressed in a white robe, looking a little lonely in the courtyard. He stretched out his hand, cut off a willow branch, and played with it casually, looking even more thoughtful.
However, as time goes by, it gradually becomes too late.
At this moment, there was a stabbing pain in the brain.
Chen Xuanqing frowned. He supported him by the willow tree. He didn't know what happened. How could he be like this?
But the next moment, a golden light bloomed in his mind like fireworks, leaving Chen Xuanqing a little confused.
When others pretend to beeping and are struck by lightning, do you pretend to beeping and have a headache?
What kind of world is this?
Before Chen Xuanqing could continue to complain, a golden ancient book appeared in his mind.
The ancient book was not very thick and square, with four extremely strange characters written on it. Chen Xuanqing did not recognize these four characters at all, but somehow he could understand what these four characters said.
Cultivation of immortality... secrets?
No, Chen Xuanqing looked at it seriously, and soon his face turned a little dark.
[Diary of Cultivation to Immortality]
On the cover of the golden ancient book, the words Diary of Cultivation to Immortality were written, which made Chen Xuanqing completely blush.
Diary of a Cultivation Immortal?
The special effects for half a day turned out to be a diary?
What do I need a diary for?
Record a good life?
This golden finger is too useless, right?
To be honest, Chen Xuanqing was a little excited before. After all, with such good special effects, Chen Xuanqing took it for granted even if he had a book of treasures of the Emperor of Heaven.
It turned out to be a diary?
That's it?
That's it?
That's it?
It's better not to come. If you don't come, at least you won't have this hope.
Feeling a little nauseous.
But despite what he said, after there was nothing unusual, Chen Xuanqing still tried to check it out.