Chu Lu was helpless about the situation where everyone in the room was more afraid of him than the bandits.
I felt helpless and a little confused.
Chu Lu asked himself honestly and realized that he had not done anything. He just wanted to improve his living conditions and help the guard solve some family disputes, and then exchanged it for a piece of animal skin to keep warm.
However, there is a limit to what a small guard can do. There are still many areas in his temporary residence that need improvement, which is not something a guard can decide.
Therefore, Chu Lu used the excuse of asking for paper, pen and books to indirectly contact the literate people in the village.
Fortunately, I was lucky enough to get a book with annotations.
From the annotations in the book, it is easy to guess the owner's general personality and preferences, and then use some tricks to attract that person's attention. It is surprisingly successful. After one trick, the other party is lured over.
After meeting, there is more to see and it is easier to do something.
It was also a mutually beneficial thing. The accountant with a goatee looked like he was not appreciated for his talent (although Chu Lu felt that there was really nothing good to encounter in the bandit's lair), so Chu Lu gave him a few hints.
"The former Gong Shuying was a man of great talent, but he did nothing for many years under the deposed crown prince."
"Emperor Yingzong had a keen eye for talent, so he was given the title of tribute teacher."
Emperor Yingzong of Zhou and Gong Shuying were a beautiful story about the relationship between a monarch and his minister in the previous dynasty.
However, in fact, Gong Shuying was originally a subordinate of Yingzong's elder brother. He was also a ruthless person. Since he could not make a name for himself under his elder brother, he directly defected and joined forces with Yingzong to turn the crown prince into a deposed crown prince.
Yingzong also kept his promise and promised Gong Shuying the position of imperial preceptor after he ascended the throne, second only to the emperor.
The man with goatee came over aggressively, and after hearing two sentences, his eyes began to flicker.
As a result, he was absent-minded in the following conversation. After barely saying a few words, he left quickly.
So in the evening, Chu Lu's salary was raised again.
Chu Lu guessed that the man with goatee had an easy time finding his brother.
I just don’t know if the accountant has heard the sequel to this story.
Gong Shuying had been the imperial tutor for less than two years when he fell ill and died suddenly.
Maybe it's not very clear.
In short, Chu Luke did not feel any guilt at all for being treated differently.
He earned this salary through his hard work (mental work is also hard work), why should he give it up?
As for the long-faced man who held him down in the middle of the night and wanted to do something else?
Chu Lu felt that he really did nothing. He just made a rough guess about the man's family situation based on the information he heard and saw in the past few days.
After all, although the material of the other person's clothes was okay, the style was obviously outdated compared to others, and the accessories on his body had long been torn into pieces, but this man still risked being beaten and hid a piece of gold jewelry of sufficient weight... Although it is indeed very likely that the gold jewelry has some special meaning, Chu Lu felt that this one was more substantial.
Such an obsession with gold and silver...
He estimated that the other party might have problems with cash flow and his family situation might not be very good.
He just shared his speculation with the guard.
I also guessed the content of the man’s “letter home” and his family’s reaction.
After all, it’s not illegal to make a guess, and there doesn’t seem to be any impact if you guess wrong.
What a pity...Looking at the situation, it seems that he guessed it right?
As for those bandits who felt they were fooled, got angry and took some slightly drastic measures, what did it have to do with him?
He even specifically reminded them that "a broken boat still has three pounds of nails" to prevent the bandits from getting really angry and killing people directly.
Unfortunately, his good intentions were like the straw piled in the corner, and no one noticed it.
After three days of miserable howling outside, Chu Lu’s treatment in this room became what it is now - the others avoided him like the plague.
Chu Lu sighed silently in his heart, but he continued to work and completed his painting.
But it was difficult to have peace in the mountain village, as suddenly there was a loud commotion outside, which was very noisy.
The people in the room didn't know what was going on. They huddled together nervously, their eyes involuntarily directed to the young man on the other side who didn't fit in.
Chu Lu: "..."
Can you please be reasonable?
Why do people always look to him for everything? We are both prisoners, so how could he have such great ability?
After a while, the noise turned into shouts of fighting, and it was obvious that the fight outside was caused by unknown reasons.
Chu Lu raised his eyebrows and decided to take back his words.
This matter does have a little bit to do with him.
But he didn't expect it to happen so soon. It seemed that the "Emperor Yingzong" in the village had already had an idea.
He just added a little fuel to the fire and used a few words to induce the situation, and it actually progressed to the final outcome.
So the human heart...
You never know whether your right-hand man or sworn brother has been planning to kill you secretly and take your place.
Chu Lu slightly sped up the progress of his painting.
But before he could finish painting, the door was kicked open with a bang.
The man was obviously very angry. He didn't even have time to remove the bolt on the door. The long wooden bar broke as he kicked it, and two pieces of debris flew in different directions. Chu Lu was hit on the arm by one of the pieces. He hissed inwardly and felt that his arm must have turned blue.
However, a middle-aged man who was also hit on the other side did not have as good of an attitude as Chu Lu.
Looking at his trembling and almost crying appearance, I was afraid that he would faint at the next moment.
At the door, the man who kicked the door, who had a fierce look on his face and was eight feet tall, strode in with a clear goal and headed straight for Chu Lu.
He grabbed Chu Lu's clothes and pulled him off the ground. Before Chu Lu could say a word, a short, frightened cry came from the other side.
Chu Lu glanced over in surprise. He thought he was tacitly divided into two camps with the other side, but he didn't expect that there was someone who "felt the same" as him.
Chu Lu caught a glimpse of the suspicious wet stains under the crying man and silently withdrew his gaze.
Maybe it's just... simply timid.
While Chu Lu was distracted, the man had already pinned him against the wall, staring at him viciously with bloodshot eyes, "If it weren't for you spreading rumors, how could the eldest and second brothers... how could they...?!"
"Today I will sacrifice you to my brother!!"
Chu Lu: ...Oh no.
The progress over there is quite fast.
His second thought was that it seemed that this "third brother" really had some affection for his two older brothers.
He originally thought that the most likely scenario was that the eldest and second brother would fight to the death, and then the third brother would raise his arm and gather the remaining troops. However, he did not expect that this younger brother would come directly to his door and want to eliminate him, the source of cholera, first.
Tsk…
What a great opportunity to get promoted, but this big idiot just let it go.
He was sighing inwardly when he caught a glimpse of the other party's other hand hanging down and resting on the scabbard. Realizing that it would be difficult if he didn't speak for a while, Chu Lu did not remain silent any longer.
Even so, the tone of his voice was neither hurried nor slow, making it impossible to tell that his master's life was threatened.
"It was Mr. Liu who asked you to come here."
The young man asked this question calmly, but there was no doubt in his tone, as if the words coming out of his mouth were the truth.
This "Mr. Liu" is the accountant with a goatee who wants to be a "tribute teacher".
The third brother, who was about to raise his hand, paused, and his eyes fell on Chu Lu in surprise and suspicion, but then he thought of what Mr. Liu said, "This kid is good at sweet talk," "You'll fall into his trap if you're not careful," and "There's no need to say any more to him when the time comes, just kill him and be done with it."
As the third brother thought so, his originally hesitant mood became firm again.
It would be too easy for this kid to just cut his neck with a knife. The man thought about it and raised his bloody hand to strangle the young man's neck.
Unlike the others who cried and begged for mercy or resisted desperately, the young man curled his lips indifferently.
Although it was the other person who was about to die, the third brother felt that the eyes falling on him were full of mockery and pity, as if he was the poor man at the end of his road.
He subconsciously relaxed and asked in a deep voice: "What are you laughing at?!"
The man didn't say anything, nor did he look happy and relieved at having escaped. The corner of his lips still had that mocking smile, but his eyelids were half drooped, as if he was too lazy to look at him, or as if he was looking at something else.
The third brother couldn't help but look in the direction he was looking.
It was a painting that had been knocked over because of his action just now...
The tiger descends from the mountain, looking majestic and powerful.
It would be a joke to talk about appreciating calligraphy and painting with an illiterate bandit. In their eyes, those pieces of paper stained with ink were not even worth a blade of grass.
But when he saw the painting at a glance, the third brother couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, "This big tiger is really majestic," and couldn't help but take a few more glances at it.
He soon noticed something unusual in the painting. His thick eyebrows furrowed and the expression on his face changed several times.
What Chu Lu painted was not a "tiger coming down the mountain", but a fable - "the fox borrows the power of the tiger".
The bedtime stories used to soothe three-year-old children seem to be equally applicable to the third-in-command who is nearly thirty years old.
It’s a pity that the third brother came earlier than Chu Lu expected, and he hadn’t finished the painting yet.
Because of the sudden push, the whole painting was brought to the ground, not only was the paper covered with mud, but there were also some splashed ink stains. So the tiger, which should have been majestic, now looked a bit pitiful.
Chu Lu tapped his fingers against the wall a few times out of habit, thinking that the time was almost right, and then he spoke slowly, "Third Master, why don't you go back and see what Mr. Liu is doing now."
The third brother didn't know what he was thinking of, his face suddenly changed, and without caring about Chu Lu who was still leaning against the wall, he left in the same hurry as when he came.
...This is really an impatient person.
Chu Lu sighed meaninglessly in his heart.
He raised his hand and touched his shoulder. A sharp pain came from the nerve endings, obviously the blow just now was not light.
Although he did feel a little uncomfortable, he still rejected the system's suggestion to "block the pain."
In fact, in most cases, Chu Lu would not agree to this option because it is easy to die inexplicably, especially for villains whose mission is to make people hate them.
There was a rustling sound nearby. Chu Lu raised his head slightly following the movement and saw that the only boy in the room, who was about his age (in appearance), had squatted in front of the painting at some point.
The young man took out a clean towel from somewhere and carefully wiped his fingers one by one. Then he picked up the painting very carefully. After the painting was fully unfolded, he froze in place.
The young man looked at the stains that could not be removed at all, with a desperate expression as if he had been struck by lightning.
Chu Lu guessed that this was probably a young man who loved art.
Just as he was thinking this, the boy suddenly turned his head.
When his eyes met Chu Lu's, the other party hesitated for a moment, but in the end, driven by the strong desire in his heart, he overcame the slight fear.
He carefully twisted the painting and moved towards Chu Lu.
"This...brother..."
"Can you, ah, no, can you... repaint this picture?"
Chu Lu was about to shake his head, but he heard the young man say in a low voice, trying to suppress his excitement: "Brother, if you can repaint it, I can sell it for a high price of ten taels of gold..."
The young man calmed his excited breathing, but his eyes were almost glued to Chu Lu, still sparkling.
——It’s like looking at a gold mine.
"Then we'll split the profits fifty-fifty!"
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