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20. Making a move

Lu Chen's full head of black hair had a few noticeable white patches. He was wearing a short blue cloth robe, typical of a minor official, with a cloth belt around his waist and a small hat on his head. Compared to his bewilderment last night, he had now come to his senses.

Wearing hemp shoes, with a waist badge and purse hanging from his waist, he walked steadily on the gray bricks of the yamen ground towards the side gate until a familiar voice rang out in front of him.

"Good clerk Lu, such a big thing happened in your family, how come you didn't inform me! I neglected you, Lord Lu, for some time now. It was my fault, my fault! May I join you at the banquet? The magistrate is also there and would like to speak with you."

Listening to the meaning behind it, I probed with a hint of caution.

The two titles and two changes, from "Lu Li" to "Lu Gong," were executed with remarkable smoothness.

Those who were nearby were shocked to see the county magistrate displaying such an almost obsequious attitude, and then turned to look at Lu Chen, the protagonist of the incident.

Lu Chen, who seemed insignificant at all, stood there in astonishment, then stretched out his arm, clenched his fist with one hand, pointed his index finger at himself, and made a sound.

"I?"

Ding Juren quickly stepped forward, and after confirming that the other party was not angry at the first moment, he hurriedly took a step closer, tightly grasped Lu Chen's outstretched hand, and said excitedly.

"It's Lord Lu!"

This attitude completely surprised the people around him. Since they all worked together in the government office, they naturally assumed that this unknown old official must have become successful.

There are very few people in the entire Cangwu County who can make the county magistrate lower himself like this.

Nobody's a fool. Watching a play is fine, but it depends on whose play you're watching. Is the county magistrate's play so easy to watch?

The others quickened their pace, and soon the two were all alone.

Lu Chen felt a chill run down his spine and quickly pulled his hands out of Ding Juren's grasp. His expression was somewhat unnatural, and he coughed a few times, conveying a perfectly timed sense of unease.

"But my son is waiting for me, so I have to go back. How about we get together another time?"

His words left room for maneuver; if he absolutely had to go, then he would have no choice but to go.

Upon hearing Lu Chen mention his son, Ding Juren's heart clenched. His change in attitude was all because of this prodigy of the Lu family; now it was the father who wanted to see the son.

Can he stop him?

He dares to stop him?

He would never dare to offend the Taoist priests. If he offended them, his position as county magistrate might be over. He must have something to offer to be able to hold this position in the government office.

Ding Juren straightened his sleeves, took a step back, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply in a gentlemanly manner, his voice carrying a heavy weight.

"Then, the magistrate and I will find a time to meet with Lord Lu again to discuss the affairs of Cangwu and the Xin Kingdom, which also needs Lord Lu's wisdom."

Having been through thick and thin for a while, Lu Chen quickly stopped the conversation when he heard the other person's words getting more and more outrageous.

"The purpose of our gathering is to urge Magistrate Ding not to discuss state affairs in private."

Ding Juren regained his composure, and upon hearing the voice, he chuckled to himself, saying regretfully, "Master Lu is right. Let's not talk about it anymore. It's getting late, and we shouldn't delay Master Lu from going home."

Lu Chen responded and walked towards the side door. Ding Juren followed him until they reached the threshold.

Only after watching Lu Chen walk further and further away did I feel at ease.

What a close call! I almost lost my head. What's wrong with those Taoist priests who exorcise ghosts every day killing a few people when they go crazy?

As long as they weren't harmed or crippled by ghosts and lost their abilities, in the eyes of this group, there was no difference between a county magistrate in a small town and the common people in the outer city.

There are so many stories to tell about someone who is dead, and so many ways to cover everything up.

Abbreviation.

In vain.

In this day and age, it's not just the poor at the bottom who are having a hard time; those with some power are having a hard time too!

What happened to Lu Chen was also happening to Lu Zhou. Lu Zhou, who was equally bewildered, was transformed from the captain of the Pang family into a respected figure in the Pang family.

As if afraid that Lu Zhou would regret it, they gave him a lot of money. Except for the fact that the house deed in the inner city was too expensive to afford, they gave him all the benefits he was entitled to.

Zhang Dayou was the same; with a little investigation, the Li family knew about the Lu family and that Lu Feng had worked at Zhang's butcher shop before he joined the Daoist academy.

Now the Li family couldn't sit still any longer. They were late to the party and the slowest to act. In the evening, the eldest son of the family personally went to Zhang's butcher shop to sign an agreement to deliver livestock for free.

These are the aftereffects of Lu Feng's entry into the Dao Academy, where he single-handedly lifted up his family.

Or perhaps, once a person establishes a momentum, others will inevitably add fuel to the fire, and once the momentum is established, it will be impossible to fall behind.

Unless Lu Feng falls into the mud again, there will definitely be another Lu family noble in the inner city.

Those relatives and friends affected by this trend also realized who was to blame.

The more this was the case, the more apprehensive they became. The benefits were too tempting, and they were all cautious people who had spent half their lives in the outer city and didn't dare to take big steps now.

Biyun Restaurant.

Lu Feng, dressed in new clothes, listened to his family's fearful words, shook his head and chuckled, his gentle words falling to the floor.

"Don't worry, just accept the benefits. We're family, we're all naturally bound together, so there's nothing to worry about. Besides, I need silver to exchange for resources in the academy for cultivation, and your actions will help me progress faster."

Only after hearing Lu Feng speak did everyone truly feel relieved.

The person who changed the most was Lu's father. In a short period of time, he watched Lu Feng transform from a spendthrift son who only caused trouble in his memory into the Yunxia Daoist whom everyone wanted to curry favor with.

They really don't bully young people.

Zhang Dayou found a stool and sat down. His tall stature made him taller than the average person even when sitting. Upon hearing Lu Feng's words, he immediately expressed his opinion.

"Xiao Feng, from now on, aside from the necessary maintenance, I'll give you whatever you need for the shop's business. Everyone's life has improved because of you. Only when you're doing well can we all live in peace."

Hearing this, Lu Chen also spoke up: "Da You is right. The county magistrate summoned me today. I'll meet with them another day to see how to get the money."

"I don't need to say anything more. The Pang family only has one retainer, and now I'm the second. They're sending me loads of silver, and it's all here."

Lu Zhou followed closely behind. He was also a reasonable person and not just a brave military general. He took out a silver note worth fifty taels from his inner lining.

Tiger was so anxious that he kept scratching his head. These uncles and elders were all very capable, and he couldn't help them with anything!

After thinking for a long time, he suddenly became fierce and said with a menacing look, "I don't have any money, but Fengzi, just say the word, and I'll go and kill those guys who tricked you into going to Willow Lake!"

Hearing everyone's words, Lu Feng was speechless, but at the same time, a warm feeling rose in his heart. Hu Zi's role was more important than the others. He had long planned to set up a camp in the outer city to explore information about the ghostly harm and secretly collect the black liquid.

His identity is too special, so going out too often is definitely not an option. Not only would it attract attention, but he also lacks the strength to be targeted by someone in secret.

At this thought, he thought of the gangs in his ancient life. It was quite strange that there were no such organizations in this vast outer city.

He said, "No, Tiger, you're very useful; you can help me a lot."

After he finished speaking, Tiger's eyes lit up.

Then another voice rang out: "Everyone, please do your jobs. I'll first settle down the house in the inner city. It's not comfortable to live in a restaurant every day."