"Never mind. It's just a small matter. The Third Young Lady is going to start fasting and praying for blessings recently, so let me, Wang, do some good deeds as well."

Manager Wang thought that Li Qinglin was a small figure after all, and it would be beneath his dignity to get angry with him, so he decided to let him go.

He picked up the walnut, a piece of gold and silver jewelry next to him, and started playing with it in his hands.

At this time,

An accountant coughed and said, "Manager Wang. If I remember correctly, this Li Qinglin made a big splash in the training ground five days ago! The peasants all said that he was born with brute force and was favored by Fu Tiancheng."

Manager Wang's hand suddenly froze.

The rotating walnuts collided with each other, making a harsh and ferocious sound like tearing.

Steward Wang sat up.

More than a month, and it’s making a big splash?

Steward Wang also learned martial arts when he was young, and was even a martial arts master, reaching the level of tight membrane.

It’s just that I’m old now, my energy and blood have declined, and my condition is no longer as good as it used to be.

Of course, we know that it is difficult to achieve a great success in more than a month.

Especially for a tenant in an outer courtyard! "So... is this his confidence?"

Manager Wang narrowed his eyes slightly and his expression became serious.

A dragon is not as good as a snake in fighting.

But if it is a dragon with horns, that is another matter.

Li Qinglin, who has great potential as a martial arts master, seems to be worth getting angry with.

"Perhaps I haven't been out in the outer courtyard for too long, and the peasants have forgotten my methods. In this case...

Let's use Li Qinglin to establish our authority!"

After making the decision, Manager Wang acted decisively and asked someone to fetch Li Qinglin's life contract, household registration, and past resume.

He even found a few tenants from the outer courtyard and asked them in detail about Li Qinglin's living habits, routines, and... whether there was anything abnormal in recent days.

"I am a peasant for three generations. None of my ancestors have ever been in the officialdom or martial arts. Well, I am a real peasant."

"Looking at his movements, there hasn't been any noble person secretly helping him recently... Fu Tiancheng is giving him some special treatment? Fu Tiancheng, I'll trouble you again in the future!"

"Colluding with the cook and stealing food? Hmm... they were just leftovers. I haven't heard anyone from the host family complaining. Li Qinglin's martial arts training is so fast, I'm afraid it has something to do with this, right?"

After careful consideration, Manager Wang discovered that Li Qinglin had a clean background and had never committed any petty theft or quarreled with others.

Everything is on the edge of the rules.

The idea of ​​letting him take advantage of the situation had to be given up.

There is no other way, we can only use righteousness.

"Since this guy is a martial arts fanatic, I will make sure he has no time to practice martial arts!"

"Isn't there a vacancy for the job of pouring nightshade incense? Let him take it!"

"He's still four months away from turning sixteen? No problem. My royal family is in a hurry to go to Feng County to open up wasteland and there's a shortage of manpower. Let him serve in advance and take a walk outside the city to see the world."

He gave orders for various arrangements regarding Li Qinglin.

Steward Wang then stood up contentedly, rubbed his belly with his left hand, continued to play with the walnut with his right hand, walked out the door, chuckled and chanted a poem, "The sun and the moon are spinning in my palm, time seems to be flowing backwards. The blood in my body is surging, when will my hair turn white?"

“What a great poem!”

"Manager Wang is really talented!"

Everyone responded.

Seeing Manager Wang leave, several accountants packed up, took their tasks and left the accounting office.

The breeze blew in through the gauze curtains, interweaving the scent of ink and books in the accounting office.

It settled down lightly.

A moment later, a figure suddenly appeared in the accounting office.

He was wearing a navy blue python robe, a goose-feather knife on his waist, and cloud-head shoes on his feet, and his temperament was cold and murderous.

The man picked up a piece of charcoal, examined it, and sneered, "There really are fools who believe that the light is dark!"

"This Lu Zhangke, in just a few years, went from being an illiterate pig butcher to a Hunyuan master who is about to break through the Yangshen Pass. He even formed a makeshift troupe and called himself the 'Cangtian Shulu Temple'. Cangtian Shulu? What a big mouth!"

"However, the method he practiced to cultivate demons and control souls is extremely mysterious, and has a faint taste of the true teachings of Taoism. Where did it come from?"

"You want to use this to steal the Five Organs Medicine? That's a good plan!"

This person carefully weighed the charcoal in his hand, with a solemn look in his eyes.

"That's all. I have to go to the storehouse and wash the remaining charcoal."

As soon as the words were spoken, a cold, crystal clear light shot out from the body.

The dark surface of the charcoal in front of me was instantly covered with green lines like algae in a summer pond.

Evil,

tyrannical,

A few wisps of black smoke floated out from the incense charcoal, and the man exhaled and blew them all away.

The next second, the green lines on the charcoal turned into light water vapor, rising up, and the charcoal returned to its original appearance.

…

Look at the brown rice porridge, coarse grain steamed buns, and stir-fried shepherd's purse in front of me.

In the kitchen, all the servants were dumbfounded.

Isn't this pig food?

How come there is not even a hint of oil? ! Facing everyone's complaints, the cook in the kitchen shouted impatiently, "Madam Third is fasting and praying for blessings, so this meal will be vegetarian! If anyone is dissatisfied, go and tell Madam Third in person!"

Suddenly, no one was making any noise in the kitchen.

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Everyone was eating their vegetarian meals quietly, with kind looks and peaceful faces, just like the old monks and nuns who were always accompanying their husbands by the green lamps.

Li Qinglin arrived a little late. He went straight to the kitchen to get his food and found a place to sit down by himself.

Li Qinglin's physique has become stronger and stronger. Even though he is wearing loose clothes and trying to hide it, one can still feel a sense of oppression.

Everyone subconsciously avoided him and walked around him, and naturally did not dare to eat at the same table with him.

Looking at the bland food in front of him, where even the oil rats were gone today, Li Qinglin frowned.

"Brother Lin, here I come."

After a while, Donkey Face came over and sat opposite Li Qinglin, eating. Xiao Liu also squeezed over, smiled at Li Qinglin and the others, and then picked up his food silently.

Eating.

The people around gradually dispersed.

Donkey Face secretly stuffed a piece of cake into Li Qinglin and Xiao Liu's mouth while others weren't paying attention, and said, "Don't blame Third Grandma, she was also a poor person, and her only child disappeared more than ten years ago.

I have been living alone for so many years, just raising cats and eating vegetarian food, and my life is not as good as ours."

Mr. Wang in the Wang family married a principal wife, two concubines, and the rest were concubines.

The eldest grandmother, Mrs. Jia, was born into a large family in the inner city, the Jia family. Her family was prominent, not inferior to the Wang family. Naturally, she treated Mr. Wang with respect, and no one dared to offend her.

His son, the eldest master Wang Xian, admired Taoism and went to serve in the pioneering work some time ago.

The second grandmother was the daughter of a merchant. Her family ran more than ten pharmacies in the outer city and had access to many rare medicinal materials.

In Wang Zhaifu Medical Clinic, many of the secret medicines and medicinal baths sold were made with raw materials from Second Grandma's home.

It’s a pity that my second grandmother gave birth to several children in a row, but they were all girls and no boys. She took many medicines, but there was still no effect.

And the third grandmother...

Everyone only knew that she was the daughter of a salt merchant, but she rarely went out over the years and only liked to raise cats. Her only entertainment was listening to music, and few people had even seen the Third Grandma's face.

Li Qinglin listened to this information silently, but he felt that the next generation of the Wang family seemed to be unstable.

There is still no leading figure, and the heirs of the main wives can do whatever they want.

On the contrary, there were several people of note among the offspring born to concubines and maids.

However, Li Qinglin didn't care at all about these struggles for succession and power.

Just don't disturb your peaceful life.

While they were eating, a man dressed as a security guard suddenly walked quickly outside the kitchen. He looked around and when he saw Li Qinglin, he walked straight towards him.

"Li Qinglin? Steward Wang sent me to inform you that you will be responsible for pouring the night incense from tomorrow on. Here is the order."

After saying that, the man threw down a wooden warrant and turned away.

Steward Wang's revenge has come! In the kitchen, the other people had different expressions when they heard this.

Some people enjoy the show, some people gloat over other people's misfortune, and some people mourn over the death of a rabbit.

Picking up night incense is not an easy job. Although there are people who go outside the mansion to collect it, people still need to collect the filth from the toilets and spittoons of all sizes in the mansion one by one. Not only is it dirty, but it is also extremely tedious.

In the corner, the tenant servant Fusheng watched this scene with a look of delight on his face.

"Manager Wang, this is a brilliant move. You slowed down his training progress without making any noise? Practicing martial arts? I don't think you have time to practice now!

I have to tell Brother Yu the good news right away!"

Thinking of this, Fusheng finished his meal in a few bites, then immediately stood up and walked outside.

"Strange, weren't these errands previously done by Wang's maid, Xi'er?"

Someone asked curiously.

"I'm not sure, but Xi'er has indeed been coming to the outer courtyard less often these days. Last time I asked her to help get something from the outer courtyard, she evaded the question with some hesitant words."

(End of this chapter)