Chapter 27 Li Xuanjing
The Daxia government office closed very early, and the Chang'an county government office closed at about four in the afternoon.
Li Nuo was a little uncomfortable at first.
In the past, he worked more than twelve hours a day, and working overtime on Saturdays and Sundays was the norm. He never dared to dream of getting off work at four o'clock.
After returning from the county government office, he read some Legalist classics, explained the topic to Mu'er, and then it was time for dinner.
The Li family’s meals have always been very sumptuous, with eight dishes and one soup, and only three people eating.
Li Nuo, Song Jiaren, and Song Muer.
As for the owner of this house, his father in this world, Li Nuo had been here for a few days and had not even seen him. He only heard from Butler Wu that his father was busy with official duties on weekdays and seldom came home. He often lived in the yamen, and even if he came back, he would come back late and leave early.
His official duties must have been really busy. He hadn't come back at night when Li Nuo was asleep, and he had left in the morning when Li Nuo was still asleep.
The two people are father and son who never meet.
Today's dinner at the Li Mansion was more sumptuous than ever before, with spicy rabbit legs and braised chicken legs. These two dishes were specifically requested by Song Muer. The Li family's chef had good cooking skills, and every dish was delicious and tasty, not inferior to the famous chefs of later generations.
Li Nuo had participated in some important dinners with the dean. He felt that the cooking skills of those famous chefs in later generations were not even as good as his own chef.
Song Muer couldn't stop picking up the food, and said with a puffy mouth: "Brother Li Nuo, the food in your house is so delicious, much better than ours..."
Li Nuo heard Butler Wu mention that the chef in his family seemed to be a gourmet hired at a high salary. The gourmets did not have any special abilities, but they were very good at cooking. The chefs in charge of the imperial kitchen were all gourmets without exception.
Li Nuo just picked up the chopsticks when he remembered something. He looked at Song Muer who was eating happily and warned her, "Muer, when you go back, don't tell anyone that you ate the delicious food at my house, especially don't tell Ning'er..."
Song Muer raised her head and asked puzzledly: "Why?"
If she didn't tell Song Ning'er that she had a particularly delicious meal at Brother Li Nuo's house, then wouldn't her meal have been in vain?
Li Nuo knew from the look of her rolling eyes that she was definitely planning to go back and show off to Song Ning'er. With Song Ning'er's personality, she would probably come to the Li Mansion to make trouble again. Li Nuo felt a headache just thinking about it.
He said quickly: "Don't ask why. Anyway, don't tell Ning'er."
Under Li Nuo's strong request, Song Muer finally said obediently and regretfully that she would keep it a secret this time.
After dinner, Song Jiaren sent Song Muer home.
Li Nuo went back to his room and continued reading.
As a newcomer, he still has a lot to learn about this world.
It is indeed difficult to get started with the Legalists, but once you get started, not to mention attacking, at least your defense and self-protection abilities will be greatly improved. Even if you are only at the first level, you can unlock the art of confinement. If Li Nuo had the power of the first level of Legalists at the gate of the county government that day, there would be no need for his wife to take action, as that arrow could not do anything to him.
Also at the initial stage, among all the schools of thought, including warriors, only the Legalists can achieve this.
Warriors at the Body Shaping Realm cannot be invulnerable without the protection of true qi. Even for Confucians, they have to reach the third realm before their Haoran true qi can provide sufficient defense. As for the other schools, their abilities are more auxiliary.
In terms of personal strength, at least in the early stages, the Legalists were absolutely unique.
After reaching a high level of cultivation, each family has its own strengths and possesses incredible magical abilities, but there is no absolute strength or weakness.
For example, farmers can control the weather, military strategists can greatly improve the morale and combat effectiveness of soldiers, doctors are immune to all diseases and can even regenerate broken limbs, and Mohists can control thousands of mechanical puppets by themselves, conquer cities and territories, and be invincible...
Of course, the Legalists are not weak either. At the fourth level, they can control the power of imprisonment, draw a line on the ground to make a prison, and trap people alive on the spot. At the fifth level, they can control the power of exile, and force the opponent to move. Warriors of the same level cannot get close at all. At the sixth level, the word "death" can kill people instantly...
Know yourself and know your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles with no danger of defeat.
Even if he didn't repair these houses, he still had to understand them, so as not to be tricked by others without knowing it.
He went to bed a little late today. Only when he felt sleepy did Li Nuo turn off the lights and go to bed.
A quarter of an hour later, a horse-drawn carriage slowly drove along the streets of Chang'an.
It was already past curfew, but none of the street guards patrolling the route dared to stop the carriage. When the carriage passed by, they would even stand respectfully by the roadside and watch it pass.
Soon, the carriage stopped in front of the Li Mansion, and a figure got off. Butler Wu greeted him with a smile and said, "The master is back."
There was a look of regret on his face, and he said, "The young master just went to bed. It would have been better if the old master had come back a quarter of an hour earlier."
The elegant and handsome middle-aged man walked into the Li family, returned to the study, picked up the pen and wrote for a while. Butler Wu looked at the two poems on the paper, smiled, and said: "The master also knows what happened in the Song Mansion last night..."
This morning, he learned from the servants of the Song Mansion what happened at the birthday banquet last night.
The birthday gift that the young lady prepared for Old Madam Song was secretly replaced with a stone. At the critical moment, the young master composed two poems in succession, which not only resolved the crisis at that time, but also made Old Madam Song happy, and won unanimous praise from everyone.
He asked with some joy: "Master, are these two poems written well?"
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "It's not very good, but it's interesting."
Butler Wu said with relief: "God has eyes. I have always thought that the master's son could not be a fool. When the young master was a child, he often played alone in the master's study. Could it be that he learned these things at that time..."
The middle-aged man looked at the two birthday poems on the paper. After a moment, he asked, "Tell me more about the assassination of the young master that night..."
Butler Wu said, "That night, I was already asleep. When I heard the young master's scream, I immediately rushed to the young master's room and found that the maid was holding a dagger and was about to murder the young master. Fortunately, I arrived in time and the young master was only slightly injured.
After that, the young master's behavior seemed a little abnormal. He first banged his head against the pillar, and after waking up the next day, he jumped off the roof. He didn't remember anything about the past. Since the young master woke up, he became smarter. He could not only do math, but also judge cases and write poems. It was like a different person. If I hadn't secretly seen the mole on the young master's butt, I would have thought that the young master had been replaced..."
He had watched the young master grow up and was familiar with every part of his body. After secretly conducting a careful examination, he was absolutely sure that the young master was the real deal.
The middle-aged man fell silent and said nothing more.
At this time, Wu Guanjia thought of something and said with difficulty, "Oh, Master, the young master seems to want to practice legalism. These days, he has been solving cases in the Chang'an County Court and even studied the Daxia Law..."
The middle-aged man was a little surprised and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to practice law?"
Butler Wu said helplessly, "It was a misunderstanding. That day, the young mistress thought that the young master was plotting against the female assassin, so she beat him up. The young master seemed to be resentful and kept pestering me to ask how to become stronger. He had no foundation in martial arts, so I told him about the ways of a hundred schools of thought, and he chose the Legalist school."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said, "Among all the families, the Legalist family is indeed the one that has improved the fastest, and its strength is also the best among all the families."
Butler Wu asked, "Master, what should we do now? Should we stop the young master? What the cultivator said is too dangerous..."
The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Let him be, as long as he likes it."
After hearing this, Butler Wu said nothing more.
The law-reformers are indeed dangerous, but with the master here, he can protect the young master.
But what should the young master do when he finds out the truth?
He couldn't help but worry about the master and the young master.
The middle-aged man stood up and walked slowly to the window. He looked at the courtyard where the lights had been turned off, smiled meaningfully, and said softly, "Fajia..."
(End of this chapter)
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