On the streets of Shangjing City, Lu Zhuangyuan was holding his little grandson Lu Tongsheng in his arms, sitting in a sedan chair, and carefully looking at the shops on the street outside.
The gorgeous decoration inside the house made him understand that this place was extremely expensive. In the past, it would never have been accessible to a low-class person like him.
He kissed his little grandson hard on the face, and Lu Zhuangyuan's white beard pricked him, making him cry.
"Tong Sheng, my little ancestor! Look, look, look! Our Lu family is really going to have smoke rising from our ancestral graves this time!"
"I, Lu Zhuangyuan, have been dreaming about it all my life. I never thought that I would get to sit in a sedan chair. Hey, hey, it turns out that this is what riding in a sedan chair is like." Lu Zhuangyuan gently padded his buttocks, thinking in his heart
So delicious.
"Ugh~" Hearing the disgusting sound outside the sedan, Lu Zhuangyuan frowned, opened the curtain and looked back, and saw his eldest son Lu Juren sticking his head out of the sedan, vomiting his breakfast.
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Seeing the minced meat and white flour that was spit out, Lu Zhuangyuan couldn't help but feel distressed in his eyes. "What are you doing! Juren! Look at the ground! What a good thing you have ruined! How much can it be sold for in silver?" The pale-faced Lu Juren suppressed his nausea and said to his father: "Dad, the shaking of this sedan makes me sick. Can I come down and walk for a while?"
"You don't even know how to enjoy it! Block your mouth! If you vomit again, I will let you eat it all back!"
Lu Juren nodded bitterly, covered his mouth and retracted his head.
Unfortunately, he didn't torture for long. After half a stick of incense, the sedan chair carrying the Lu family class slowly stopped.
When Lu Zhuangyuan came out of the sedan with his grandson in his arms, a three-story green building appeared in front of him, with three characters written on the big red plaque above, Guangde Garden.
Lu Zhuangyuan's eyes were wide open and he walked slowly inside without blinking.
This roof ridge, these pilasters, these beams, these doors and windows.
He was dazzled by the exquisite reliefs, openwork carvings, and paintings, not to mention that some places were gilded and sprinkled with silver.
Lu Zhuangyuan was completely stunned by this place. He had never seen such a beautiful place.
When he saw Lu Zhuangyuan's eyes fixed on the stage in the garden, the accompanying eunuch came over and said cautiously: "Old Zhang Lu, this is the theater given to you by the emperor."
"This...this...this..." Lu Zhuangyuan stammered as if he was possessed by Gao Zhijian. "This...this...this is mine."
Already?"
"Yes, are you satisfied with it? If you are not satisfied, you can slowly choose from the entire Shangjing City until you are satisfied."
Lu Zhuangyuan could no longer hear anything at this moment, and he only heard the word "Yes."
With his eyes red, he babbled nonsense and made unexplained trembling whines, and rushed towards the stage. Then like crazy, he kept circling around the pillars and stages, using his hands over and over again.
I touched the floor tiles over and over again, almost sticking out my tongue to lick them.
"Dad, dad! Don't do this." Lu Juren took Lu Xiucai and forced him down.
After getting off the stage, seeing Lu Zhuangyuan still looking confused, Lu Xiucai spat into his palm, rounded it up and slapped it on his face several times.
Under the severe pain, Lu Zhuangyuan finally came to his senses and looked at Lu Xiucai in shock. "You hit me?"
"Bah! Shame on you. Don't say you are my father when you go out." Lu Xiucai's face was full of contempt.
"How dare you hit me!?" Lu Zhuangyuan rolled up his sleeves and raised his cigarette pole.
However, he did not fight with his youngest son in the end, because a group of people were coming up from around the theater.
"The Feng family team pays homage to the master." With a roar, this group of hundreds of men, women, and children knelt down in front of Lu Zhuangyuan.
"Ouch, you can't do it, you'll lose your life." The frightened Lu Zhuangyuan quickly pushed his two sons to avoid their kowtows.
"Mr. Lu, just accept it. We have a theater for free, but what can we do without a theater troupe? In the future, with them, the entire Guangde Garden will be able to make money every day."
After repeated postponements, Lu Zhuangyuan stood in front of them with some fear after seeing that what the other party said was true.
"The Feng family team pays homage to the master." With a crash, this group of hundreds of men, women, and children shouted again to Lu Zhuangyuan.
This time Lu Zhuangyuan did not hide. Standing in front of everyone, he felt numb and light all over his body. "Um...fellow colleagues...could you please say one more thing?"
Although these people were a little confused, they saw the eunuch's hand hidden under the whisk gently waving, and they started all over again. "The Feng family team pays homage to the master."
"Hehehehe~" Lu Zhuangyuan smiled like a fool, as if he couldn't help but want to jump up. "Don't...don't...don't stop!"
"The Feng family team pays homage to the master." "Hey hey hey~"
"The Feng family team pays homage to the master." "Hey hey hey~"
Lu Juren stood aside and watched. Compared with Lu Zhuangyuan's reaction, he was okay. 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 so, he seemed very excited at the moment. Gao Zhijian, that idiot, how could he become the emperor and give such a big gift to his family? It all seemed like a dream.
He turned to look at his younger brother Lu Xiucai, only to find that he was picking his nose, with an impatient look on his face.
Feeling his own brother's gaze, Lu Xiucai stretched out his fingers and rubbed them against Lu Zhuangyuan's finger. "Nothing else, I'll leave first. You stay here with this old bone going crazy."
Right."
After saying that, Lu Xiucai, who was carrying a copper coin sword on his back, turned around and walked out of the theater.
"Hey! Scholar, where are you going?"
"Others are going to the palace to see my master. Of course I want to go and have a look. I heard that my master has become very powerful now. Maybe he can teach me that powerful magical power." After that, Lu Xiu said to him.
Run to the palace gate.
Hurrying slowly along the way, he finally caught up with the others' sedan in front of the palace gate. Although the sedan didn't need people to walk, it couldn't go any faster.
"Hey! Lu Xiucai! Why are you here? You're as tired as a dog." The dog boy, who was covered in silk and satin, leaned half of his body out of the sedan and teased him.
"Screw you! Are you the only ones entering the palace?" Lu Xiucai looked at the other sedan chairs and found that there were only Chun Xiaoman, Zhao Wu, Yang Xiaozi and Gou Wa.
"What? No? Let me tell you, entering the palace is a big deal. The fool is not looking for you, so don't shamelessly stick to it."
"Huh, what you said is that I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for my master." Xiucai said and jumped into Gou Wa's sedan.
"Hey! You! Get down quickly, this sedan can only seat one person!"
"Don't be so stingy! If I hadn't saved you that night, you would have been killed by that man. You still owe me a favor!"
"Just die, I was the one who saved you that night!"
As the sedan chair swayed, they slowly walked in through the wide-open palace door.