After a few people left,
Chen Zhi'an woke up in the makeshift command post at sunset.
Building a career is so difficult.
Without someone to take up the banner, he must do it himself. Over the past three months, he's been so busy that he hasn't had time to rest.
With Li Qing's return, he can finally be a hands-off manager.
And with the imminent wealth, he couldn't contain his excitement.
Standing at the highest point, he let out a long roar.
He then punched, allowing the qi and blood in his body to circulate, feeling exhausted afterward.
After a set of punches, Chen Zhi'an inspected his realm internally, still at the early stage of the innate realm. Although the qi and blood circulated vigorously, the progress was slow.
This martial arts manuscript is too demanding on the primordial energy.
With his rare talent, if he practiced his method, he should have reached the middle stage of the innate realm after three months.
But this martial arts manuscript is different.
It seems like a bottomless pit. All the primordial energy absorbed by Chen Zhi'an is broken down into pure blood qi by the small streams in his body.
The qi sea is empty.
Who knows when he will advance to the middle stage of the innate realm.
But he's not worried at all, after all, punching is just to exercise muscles and bones.
He can't practice diligently.
As long as the brothel opens.
He can relax completely!
After practicing the martial arts manuscript again, Chen Zhi'an jumped into the lake and steam rose from the water...
As he roamed the lake catching fish,
A dark figure sneaked onto the small island.
The figure moved in a secluded corner, seemingly confident in his hiding skills, dodging the craftsmen working at the Golden Pavilion.
But he didn't know.
The moment he entered the Golden Pavilion, all the craftsmen's faces turned slightly dark, and the sound of hammers and saws in their hands rang like thunder.
What the heck!
Where did this fool come from?
"Chirp chirp!"
The dark figure hid in a secluded corner and chirped like a bird twice.
Chen Zhi'an smiled helplessly, jumped out of the water, pinched two grass fish in his hand, and threw them to Li Lanqing, who was serving aside, letting her stew soup.
Walking to the secluded corner, Chen Zhi'an whispered, "Brother, is everything arranged?"
"It's arranged. On the day of the opening of Zhi'an Pavilion, they will fly over with the wind, but the fairy is somewhat reluctant!"
The black shadow was shrouded in darkness, with only one eye exposed.
Chen Zhi'an frowned slightly and whispered, "Girls are reserved, so it's normal for her to be reluctant. But brother, you can't spoil her. In matters between men and women, it's either the East wind overwhelms the West wind, or the West wind overwhelms the East wind. I have experience in this matter. Trust me, you won't go wrong. When the time comes, you should tie her up!"
The black shadow nodded in agreement.
He secretly wondered if he should learn from this guy and be a rascal.
Chen Zhi'an continued, "After the reputation of the Fourth Young Master of Chang'an spreads, what will her attitude be? Girls admire strength, especially this kind of wandering swordsmanship. After you fulfill her dream, she should at least show you some goodwill, right?"
"Ah!"
Hearing this, the black shadow sighed, "When I fed her the heads of the bandits, she always looked at me sideways. It's really hard to please her."
"Fool!"
Chen Zhi'an sneered, "Why did you feed her the heads? You finally took her out, why didn't you take advantage of the situation? Instead, you went to be a bootlicker? She probably still thinks that those heads were cut off by her own ability and is still proud of it! I've told you before, bootlickers won't have a good ending. It's really hopeless!"
Hearing Chen Zhi'an's words, the black shadow panicked and begged softly, "Brother, how can I redeem myself? Teach me, please!"
"If you weren't my half-brother by another mother,
—fine, I'll help you one last time!"
Chen Zhian sighed heavily, "I heard that, besides liking swordsmen, Little Sister-in-law also enjoys poetry?"
The dark figure, upon hearing "Little Sister-in-law," cracked a wide grin, but in an instant, his expression turned troubled.
Sulking, he muttered, "I've always hated playing with words. How could I write poetry? It's that pretty boy Zhou Qian who's good at it. I wanted to borrow one from him, but he refused, saying I lacked literary talent and wasn't worthy to be called a gentleman. Hmph, yesterday I tricked him into a sack and gave him a beating..."
Chen Zhian silently massaged his temples.
He quickly interrupted the dark figure's rambling and said, "Brother, do you know Mr. Liu?"
The dark figure was slightly taken aback and raised his voice, "Liu Qi also beat up Zhou Qian? Good for him. I knew that guy was a fake gentleman. He even said he had never visited the brothels. How could Liu Qi have beaten him up if he hadn't?"
"No, what I meant was Mr. Liu is good at writing lyrics. Aren't you about to leave the capital soon? If you could get one, recite it when slightly intoxicated, and then go on a journey with the wind. I guarantee Little Sister-in-law will be worried about you from then on!"
But...
Chen Zhian hesitated and sighed, "But Mr. Liu is a wild soul of this generation, and his lyrics are not so easy to obtain..."
"Zhian, you're so good to me!"
The dark figure patted Chen Zhian's shoulder, moved, "You just go and ask. Money is not a problem."
Clenching his teeth, Chen Zhian held out five fingers, "At least five thousand taels!"
"So much?"
The dark figure exclaimed in shock.
Chen Zhian sensed trouble and was about to change his mind.
But then, the dark figure rummaged through his pockets and pulled out two banknotes, "One song may not be enough, we'll need two!"
Chen Zhian: "???"
Taking the banknotes without much emotion, Chen Zhian looked up at the pitch-black night sky lost in thought.
Damn, the gap between the rich and the poor is so huge?
"Zhian, the happiness of my later years depends on you, keep it up! You can do it!"
Thinking Chen Zhian lacked confidence, the dark figure poured him a bowl of chicken soup, then sneaked away towards the small island.
After he had gone far enough,
Chen Zhian tightly held the banknotes, feeling a complex mix of emotions.
He had diligently worked for over three months without earning a penny, and who would have thought he could be swindled out of so much money with just a few words?
If there were more guys like this in the world... wouldn't that be great!
...
After sighing,
Chen Zhian turned back to the temporary command post,
And coincidentally, he ran into Li Lanqing, carrying a pot of stewed fish, and looking delicately adorned.
Those eyes, as clear as autumn water, were incredibly captivating.
Chen Zhian's heart trembled.
Li Lanqing licked her lips, "Boss, the moon tonight is so white and round..."
Chen Zhian looked up at the sky, which was pitch black. There was no moon in sight...
Taking the stewed fish from her, he turned and left.
Watching his back, Li Lanqing gnashed her teeth. This blockhead.
Ever since the young lord bought her, she hadn't had any intimate contact for over three months.
Tonight, when there was finally no one around...
It wasn't that she was lonely and desperate, but feeling like she wasn't worth even three hundred taels of silver when it came to doing business for money?
She wanted to resist.
But as she took a few steps, she heard a bang, and the door of the command post closed tightly...
Inside the door, Chen Zhian smiled smugly.
This girl wants to disturb my cultivation, but there's no door!
After waiting for so long, he finally had some spare money in his pocket.
He was going to start making real progress now. Who had time to look at the round moon?
Unable to wait any longer, Chen Zhian summoned the system and slapped the banknote on the table, "System, give me ten thousand taels of time!"
A red light flashed.
Chen Zhian and the banknote disappeared at the same time.
At the same time!
A faint exclamation was heard, "Damn, is it the Black Room?"