In the bustling city of Qianjiang Prefecture, a carriage with a spacious green curtain stopped in front of the side gate of a large house.
A beautiful woman stepped down from the car on a stool, and the maid supported her as she walked towards the inner courtyard.
Behind it stood a sparrow and a big orange cat on the roof.
At this time, Cheng Yu shared the perspective of the cat demon's green light magic eye and looked down from above. This woman had a demonic aura, but it was very slight.
And inside the courtyard where she lives, a trace of white light with aura is escaping.
At the same time, waves of throbbing were transmitted to Cheng Yu's body along the Qi connection between Cheng Yu and Jia Fei.
"Brother Cheng, the white light emitting from that house makes me quite uneasy. Let's leave here first."
Cheng Yu nodded when he heard the words, and with his thoughts, he signaled the cat demon to leave first, and he would observe for a while.
The cat demon whispered something to be careful in everything, but after saying it, he felt that he had said it too much, so he dropped down from the wall, found a quiet and uninhabited place, transformed into a human form, put on a clean green shirt, and went back to the outer city to learn opera. .
……
"Master! You are back. My family is going to die from exhaustion today."
When the woman saw a middle-aged man with gray beard and gray hair entering the house, she immediately screamed, causing the man who had just entered the house to hold the woman in his arms and greet her.
Cheng Yu landed on the wall of the small courtyard at this time. Since he disconnected the Qi connection with Jia Fei, the invisible white light in the house disappeared from his sight. Of course, the palpitating feeling in his heart also disappeared. .
Well, it seems that there is a gold demon cultivator, Jin Kemu, hidden in this house. No wonder Jia Fei's heart is throbbing from time to time, but he is not affected by it.
And the prefect's concubine may have lived in this house for a long time, and she was just tainted with some evil spirits.
While Cheng Yu was thinking secretly, he heard indescribable sounds coming from inside the room.
Just as Cheng Yu was about to block out the sound and turn around to fly away, he heard a boy reporting from outside the hospital:
"Reporting to the master, Qian Ruyu, the eldest son of the Qian family in Qingchuan, has come to deliver a letter to pay homage to the master. He is now waiting in the front yard."
"Oh! It's so annoying! Just say I'm not feeling well..."
The prefect inside the house said impatiently.
"Yes, sir!"
The boy responded, and just as he turned around to leave, he was called back by the master.
"Come back! Are you talking about the Qian family in Qingchuan County?"
"Exactly, sir."
"Hmm... Sigh! He said I was changing my clothes and would be there later."
Then the sound of belts rustling could be heard in the house.
"Oh, sir!"
The prefect's concubine gave a sweet cry, her tone full of eagerness and dissatisfaction.
"How can such a broken-down and prodigal man be worthy of being visited by the master himself?"
"Oh, what do you know? The Qian family of Qingchuan is no better than other families. Their ancestors were the founding marquises of the People's Republic of China, and their ancestral hall is equipped with a caisson. His father is currently a member of the Ministry of Rites, so he must be seen!"
"Then...there's no time for half a cup of tea!"
The concubine said softly.
"This...it's natural for you to have such a soft spot in your heart, hehe!"
Cheng Yu had blocked out the sounds in the courtyard at this time, and saw the boy waiting outside the courtyard. After waiting for another ten seconds, the sound of the door pivoting could be heard in the courtyard.
The prefect hurried out of the house, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and asked the boy:
"What kind of post is this descendant of the Qian family sending?"
"Returning to the master, I handed over two copies of the post. Qian Ruyu handed over the post of late birth, and he also handed over the post of a younger brother on behalf of his father."
"Oh? Haha, Qian Linhong is worried that I will look down upon the eldest son of his family. Well, in that case, just go back to the madam and change into regular clothes, so as not to look too raw."
The master said as he walked.
"It's the master."
"Humph!"
After the magistrate left, his sweet heart heard that the master was going back to his wife's place, and he groaned in dissatisfaction.
……
After half a stick of incense, in the main hall in the backyard of the government office, Qian Ruyu and the magistrate exchanged pleasantries as uncle and nephew, and Qian Ruyu quietly handed over another order.
The magistrate opened it and glanced at it, then laughed immediately, but then his tone became much kinder and warmer.
"My nephew is a great talent. In this provincial examination, my nephew should be able to pass high school. But... my nephew also knows that I am only one of the two examiners. As for the other examiner, he is assigned by the Department of Ceremony of the Ministry of Etiquette.
The chief of staff happens to be a colleague of your father, and my nephew also wants to go around when he has time. In addition, there is the government office, so my nephew can also be familiar with it."
After the magistrate finished speaking, he stopped talking and immediately picked up a cup of tea and began to sip it.
Qian Ruyu cursed secretly in his heart, this old scoundrel was really greedy and unwilling to do things even after receiving money.
It turns out that the uncle of the Qian Mansion had a plan to save some money and planned to build a yard privately to house Little Yuexian.
But now it seems that this money cannot be saved.
……
After sending away Qian Ruyu, the magistrate went back to the back house and changed into casual clothes. Seeing that it was already late, he had dinner at his wife's place.
When he had dinner, he felt uncomfortable all over, and wanted to go to Aunt Zhao in the side room, so he ate a few hastily, gave some random instructions to his wife, and rushed to the side courtyard. As soon as I entered the side courtyard room, I felt a lot more at ease. I saw the extremely beautiful Aunt Zhao in the corner again, worshiping the immortal family tablet without even signing her name.
When Aunt Zhao saw the magistrate coming back, she immediately smiled and bowed, then turned around to greet him.
"I have told you many times that you should not worship outsiders in this world. I am a magistrate. The ancestral system of the imperial court strictly prohibits officials from believing in heretics and gods. If your behavior spreads, I will be involved in a class.
Ben, isn’t this a disaster caused out of thin air?”
"Oh, sir, the ancestral system of the imperial court is an antique from hundreds of years ago. How many still follow it now? Besides, I am very alert. I have to pull out a curtain to block it, and I will never teach outsiders to know about it."<
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"Well, it's good that you know the severity. Go to bed early."
Cheng Yu was currently at the top of a two-story attic in the backyard of the mansion, which was also the highest commanding point in the entire mansion.
All the windows in the backyard were lit up one after another, but only the lights in Aunt Zhao’s side yard were turned off.
But after just a cup of tea, with waves of snoring, the lights came on again.
"Fairy aunt! Fairy aunt! I have something to discuss with you."
Cheng Yu heard a soft call from inside the house, but he was on the roof and could not see what was going on inside the house. It must be Aunt Zhao speaking to the memorial tablet.
"What do you want to discuss?"
Suddenly, a crisp female voice gently reached Cheng Yu's ears from the side courtyard.
"Disciple..."
Aunt Zhao stopped abruptly as soon as she spoke. She must have carefully looked around, or checked to see if the master in the bed next door was asleep. After a few breaths, she continued in a very low voice:
"These days, whenever my disciple greets the lady in the mansion, she has gradually become impatient with me. She must be dissatisfied with the fact that I am getting favored more and more, and is afraid that I will find an excuse to harm my life. Therefore, I have thought about it and asked
It would be best if the immortal aunt helps the disciples get rid of that old godly woman as soon as possible."
"How did you know it was going to harm you?"
Cheng Yu heard the woman's voice ringing again and flew quietly to the side courtyard. He listened carefully to the woman's voice, which seemed to be coming from under the main building of the side courtyard.
"Reporting to Fairy Girl, my disciple went out of the city today to relieve his boredom. He met a lake temple by the Qianyuan Lake. The temple blessing in the temple said that the lake spirit will experience it, so he can ask for a divination. The slave made a divination, but he didn't know that the temple blessing actually solved the lottery.
, implying that disaster will occur in the inner house in the near future, and there will be worries about lives in the house. Therefore, I rashly asked the fairy girl, instead of just sitting back and waiting for death, it is better..."
"As long as I'm here, ordinary people can't hurt you, but don't worry, if the wife in his house really wants to harm you, I will take action at that time. Although you have helped me when I was in danger, I can only
I will protect your wealth and will not help you harm others. This is not good for my usual practice. I will not mention harming others again in the future."
"Yes, disciples obey the law."
Aunt Zhao felt depressed and spoke softly. Just when she was about to bow down and leave again, she heard "Fairy Girl" suddenly ask hurriedly:
"Wait a minute, did you encounter anything strange while traveling today?"
