Chapter 23 Choose a poetic and picturesque place (please recommend and collect)

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

The gentle breeze after the rain turned into a bone-chilling cold wind.

The moonlight shone on the arrow's tip, with a cold glow, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, staring coldly at its prey.

In the Chinese garden, the only sound left is the gurgling sound of flowing wine and winding water.

The air was very quiet.

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

“Bold!”

Ning Zhao, with his soft hands on the handles of the wheelchair, suddenly had a face as cold as ice, and he opened his cherry lips slightly and uttered a scolding.

Buzz! With a clanging sound, the cicada-wing sword in the handle suddenly popped out and was grasped by Ning Zhao.

She took light steps and stood in front of Lu Fan, her long skirt fluttering and her black hair flowing.

Nie Zhangqing grabbed the butcher knife expressionlessly and put it against the servant's neck.

However, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging slightly, as if he was about to explode with strength at any time and cut the servant's neck.

The servant who had been screaming like a pig being slaughtered no longer dared to howl. He just stared with his eyes wide open. The atmosphere made him dare not even breathe.

Even though the wound on his thigh was constantly gushing blood, he still didn't even dare to wail.

"interesting."

The moonlight penetrated the dark clouds and sprinkled on Lu Fan who was leaning lazily in the wheelchair.

The face with red lips and white teeth was illuminated with a bright glow, as if wrapped in a veil.

"Are you forcing my father to send troops to attack the Chen family?"

Lu Fan clapped his hands and laughed softly.

His words broke the blood-freezing silence.

In fact, Lu Fan was very curious.

Why didn't Lu Changkong just arrest all the remaining people from the three great families for treason, throw them into jail, and take over the family businesses by force? Although this would cause short-term turmoil in people's livelihood, in the long run it would solve many potential problems.

Crash.

The guards with bows and arrows drawn made way.

Several scholars in long gowns walked out.

The leader was a young scholar wearing a green shirt and a crown tied upright with a jade hairpin.

He had a beautiful beard, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a yellow pear wood sword case on his back.

"Oh, it turned out to be Young Master Lu. It was all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."

"Mr. Lu's late night visit really brings glory to our humble Chen residence."

"These servants are ignorant and mistakenly think that they are the soldiers, bandits and thieves who caused the civil unrest in Beiluo City."

The scholar in blue chuckled and stroked his beautiful beard.

He raised his hand and pressed it slightly, and the guards lowered their bows.

"I am Chen Beixun from the Chen family."

The scholar in green shirt bowed towards Lu Fan, his eyes staring at him with a divine light.

Lu Fan leaned lazily on the wheelchair, his hand supporting his chin, looking at Chen Beixun indifferently, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

The head of the Chen family, Chen He, was killed. Lu Fan thought that the Chen family should have been in chaos at this moment.

As a result, unexpectedly, everything seemed to be in order in the Chen family. There was not even the sound of women crying. Everything was so orderly that it was frightening.

Now it seems that Chen Beixun in front of him may be the key.

"Chen Beixun..."

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.

"Is there someone like you in the Chen family?"

Rubbing his slender fingers, Lu Fan asked casually.

Chen Beixun smiled and waved his long sleeves.

"Beixun was sent to Mount Zhongnan to learn swordsmanship by my father when he was young. He just came back from the mountain yesterday. It is normal that Young Master Lu did not recognize me. On the contrary, Beixun has long admired Young Master Lu's talent. Although Young Master Lu has a leg disease, he is extremely talented and has a strong spirit. He was once appreciated by the national teacher. He is a role model for scholars of our generation."

In the garden.

Chen Beixun's words were loud and powerful.

The flattery is simple and unpretentious.

Chen Beixun's expression remained normal, as if he really admired Lu Fan immensely.

Lu Fan raised the corner of his mouth. It is said that people who learn swordsmanship are straightforward.

Now it seems... he is really straight, look at this Chen Beixun, what truth is he talking about.

"Zhongnan Tianshan... Sword Sect?!"

On the other hand, Nie Zhangqing's eyes narrowed.

The Hundred Schools of Thought... The Sword School! As the former tenth of the Dao Sect, Nie Zhangqing was naturally no stranger to the Sword School.

The sword sect is not an ordinary sect. The fact that it can be included in the Hundred Schools of Thought is enough to show its power and mystery.

"I like people like you who tell the truth."

Lu Fan rubbed his slender fingers and laughed.

The smile is very meaningful.

The sword sect? The one that made my father hesitate to act rashly was the sword sect that stood behind the three great families.

Then, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Chen Beixun. Lu Fan was surprised that the other party was from the sword sect.

It seems that this sword school started planning and laying out its strategy a long time ago.

As one of the six defensive cities of the Imperial Capital, Beiluo City has a vital strategic position.

If the sword sect controls the three major families, the purpose is self-evident.

I just don’t know if my dad is aware of this and has made arrangements in advance.

"Mr. Lu, you are too kind." Chen Beixun said without changing his expression.

"Old Nie, let him go. We are here to collect rent and we need to convince him with reason."

Lu Fan turned his head to Nie Zhangqing and said.

Nie Zhangqing remained silent and put away the butcher knife.

The servant, with his legs trembling, covered his bleeding thigh and crawled towards Chen Beixun.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu. Mr. Lu, please come into the mansion for a drink. It's late at night and the weather is cold. I will immediately order someone to make plum wine for Mr. Lu to warm up."

When Chen Beixun saw Nie Zhangqing, whose body was covered with wounds but who remained calm and stern, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This person... is still alive.

Dao Zong Ninth Han Lianxiao, did he fail?

Being blocked by Lu Fan? Chen Beixun was shocked, but the smile on his face did not diminish.

Lu Fan waved his hand.

"Forget about drinking. My father asked me to collect rent. Let's talk business."

Lu Fan said.

"Since the city lord has issued an order, my Chen family dares not disobey. When Beixun returned home, he learned that my father had colluded with soldiers and bandits. He was deeply saddened. Fortunately, City Lord Lu was wise and brave. He wiped out the source of evil and saved Beiluo City from disaster. I, Chen Beixun, admire him very much. From now on, my Chen family will seriously rectify and turn over a new leaf. Come, bring one thousand taels of silver."

Chen Beixun stroked his long beard, turned his head and gave instructions to the guards behind him.

After a while, two servants came from the depths of the mansion, carrying two boxes of silver and placed them in the garden.

The breeze is gentle and the moonlight is cold.

It shone on the two opened boxes of silver, so white that it was blinding.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, put his hand on his chin, and yawned.

Faced with two boxes of silver, totaling one thousand taels, he felt nothing at all.

"Mr. Lu, is this rent... enough?"

Chen Beixun had a beautiful smile on his face.

The Confucian scholars of the Chen family around them looked at Lu Fan and his maid Ning Zhao with some awe.

The killing spree that Ning Zhao had carried out on the city wall a few days ago was still fresh in their memory.

"As expected of a noble family, with great wealth and power..."

Lu Fan chuckled and stroked the thin wool blanket.

Then, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

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"That day on the city wall, the Confucian scholars from the three great families laughed at me for being half paralyzed, which had a serious impact on my spirit. When I think about it now, I still feel depressed. A thousand taels of silver cannot heal the trauma in my heart."

Lu Fan said calmly.

Chen Beixun’s face froze, so... this is not enough?

"Come here, take another thousand taels of silver!"

Chen Beixun's expression relaxed, he stroked his beautiful beard, and smiled faintly.

"etc……"

"Xiao Chen, it doesn't really matter whether it's money or not."

Lu Fan suddenly said.

There was a smile on his face, and in the moonlight, it looked somewhat sincere.

"I'm Lu Fan. I've had a leg disease since I was young. I have difficulty moving and taking care of myself. My dream since I was a child is to have a house of my own to live in when I grow old..."

"We had such a good conversation today, and I like you more now. You see..."

Chen Beixun's expression was a little stiff.

He looked at Lu Fan and found that Lu Fan's eyes were full of sincerity, sparkling in the moonlight.

"No problem, isn't it just a mansion? My Chen family doesn't have much else but a lot of houses. As long as Mr. Lu is happy, it doesn't matter if Beixun gives it up."

Chen Beixun suddenly burst into laughter, full of heroic spirit.

Then, he waved his hand.

"Go ahead and take the 1,000 taels of silver. Also, bring the title deed!"

Chen Beixun shouted loudly.

He cooperated with Lu Fan in everything.

As soon as the words came out.

The many Confucian scholars of the Chen family suddenly became agitated.

However, Chen Beixun now holds the greatest say in the Chen family. After all, Chen Beixun, with the support of the sword sect, is the capital for the Chen family to continue to exist in Beiluo City.

soon.

Two more boxes of silver were brought in.

A maid also brought a stack of land deeds.

Looking at the thick stack of land deeds in Chen Beixun's hand, Lu Fan's mouth twitched... Rich man!

Chen Beixun held the deed and glanced at it.

Then, he took a step forward and walked slowly towards Lu Fan.

Ning Zhao took light steps with the lotus steps, and the spiritual energy surged inside the Qi Dan, and the Qi and blood burst out with strange sounds.

“Stop.”

The tip of Ning Zhao's cicada-wing sword dropped and blocked Chen Beixun, cold as ice.

"Xiao Ni, go get the land deed."

Lu Fan patted the head of Ni Yu, who was huddled beside him in fear, and said.

Ni Yu responded and hurried over.

He took the land deed from Chen Beixun who was stopped by Ning Zhao.

"Sir."

Ni Yu ran back and handed the land deed to Lu Fan.

Lu Fan looked at the stack of land deeds and took a deep breath.

Among these deeds, some are house deeds and some are shop deeds. The industries and interests involved are complicated and intertwined.

Chen Beixun's purpose in taking these out is not simple.

This was a reminder to Lu Fan that the Chen family must not experience too much turmoil, otherwise, the people of Beiluo City would be in dire straits.

This is actually what Lu Changkong is wary of. The industrial distribution and scope of the three major families are too deep.

The atmosphere is very quiet.

The mirror-like surface of the pond in the garden ripples in the wind.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, quietly flipping through the land deeds in the moonlight.

No one dared to breathe.

Chen Beixun's face was full of smiles. "Mr. Lu, take your time to choose. It is an honor for my Chen family to make Mr. Lu happy."

suddenly.

Lu Fan's eyes lit up, and he pulled out a land deed from the stack, placing the others on his lap.

Holding the deed in his hand, Lu Fan flicked it, looked at it carefully, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Well, I've chosen it. This is it."

Chen Beixun cupped his hands and chuckled, "Master Lu, have you made your choice so quickly? Thousands of shops, hundreds of mansions, Master Lu, don't you want to continue looking?"

"I wonder which mansion is so lucky to catch the eye of Master Lu?"

Lu Fan handed the land deed to Ni Yu.

Afterwards, Lu Fan leaned back in his wheelchair and closed his eyes.

Ni Yu took the deed and squinted his eyes in the moonlight.

"The place that the young master values ​​is... Zuichen Pavilion on the island in the middle of Beiluo Lake."

The sound of Ni Yuru's pearls falling on a jade plate was clear and resounding. After she finished reading, her chubby face turned red in an instant.

The smile on Chen Beixun’s face…froze.

Nie Zhangqing was also confused.

Ning Zhao's hand holding the sword was shaking.

Not only them, but also the Confucian scholars of the Chen family looked strange and stunned.

Is this guy serious?! They never thought that Lu Fan would choose such a place.

Zuichen Pavilion, although the name sounds nice and full of poetic meaning, but in essence...

It is a place for romantic nights and nights of love!

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