Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 15
Ankangmin Lane.

A mansion on the north side of the street can be seen from a long distance, and the two big stone lions squatting in front of the door look like new.

Behind the stone lions, there are three gates with gilded animal heads, and four young servants in gray robes and black hats stand in a row.

There is an ebony plaque on the main entrance, on which the word "Hujia" is engraved in gold and silver.

Before Chen Qingzhi approached, a porter with sharp eyes and ears ran over.

"I don't know your son's surname, but have you sent a greeting card in advance?"

Baitie is a famous post for visiting others nowadays.

People with status and friends will send greeting cards one day in advance, stating when and when they will visit the door, which is also convenient for the host to prepare for the reception.

Hu Zhongqing is considered a figure in Dengzhou Prefecture, so there is an endless stream of people visiting him on weekdays.

It's just that people's energy is limited after all, and visitors are also divided into guests and bad guests. At this time, a concierge is needed to watch people order dishes.

Being a concierge is also a skilled job. You can't bury the distinguished guests in a low-key manner and incur old hatred for the host's family; you can't just let any cat or dog go, ruining the good mood of the master.

Even if something went wrong, it was due to the negligence of the servants to save the master's last face.

"I'm Chen Qingzhi, the old Mrs. Hu in the house is my grandfather. I'm ashamed to say that I was in a hurry yesterday but I forgot to submit the greeting card. I would like to ask my brother to go in and report."

Instructing Li Gong to put the congratulatory gift in front of the west corner gate, Chen Qingzhi clasped his hands and explained.

I was drunk yesterday, but I forgot to submit a letter of worship to the Hu family. Fortunately, this is a relative of the family, not yet three generations old, so it's okay to be casual.

"Blind your dog eyes, this is the most beloved cousin of the Grand Master, you dare to stop him from the door!"

Before the concierge could speak, someone behind him suddenly noticed the movement, ran over to scold him, and then smiled apologetically at Chen Qingzhi with a gentle expression.

"The new servant is ignorant and has never seen Master Biao's face. Please don't take it to heart. If the master knows that we have neglected Master Biao so much, he will definitely take the skin off of this old servant."

It seems to be reprimanding, but it is actually absolving the boy.

"So it's Uncle Wu. I haven't seen you for many years. Your body is still healthy and healthy!"

This person and Chen Qingzhi were old acquaintances. On Hu Zhongqing's [-]th birthday a few years ago, he accompanied his parents to visit, and this old housekeeper was in charge of receiving him.

"Qin Er, hurry up and invite Master Biao into the house." Seeing that the young man was still in a daze, Butler Wu slapped him angrily, "I will report this happy event to the master myself."

"Yes, Master Biao, this way please."

Reaching out to straighten the black hat on his head, Qin Er hastily bowed and asked Chen Qingzhi to go inside.

Passing through the hanging flower corner gate on the west side, there are hand-painted verandahs on both sides. The waist of the corridor is unadorned, and the eaves and teeth are pecked high. There are several clusters of crabapple and osmanthus trees in the middle hallway, which looks splendid and prosperous.

Going further inside, you can see a moon gate, and behind it is the martial arts field, which is set up for young masters and ladies to practice martial arts.

Mrs. Hu made his fortune with martial arts, and the descendants will naturally not forget his roots.

The young master and miss of the Hu family, from the age of six, began to tie horse posts, bathe in medicinal baths, and tortured her muscles and bones.

When I was 12 years old, it was time to teach my family's martial arts. I would get up at Mao every day and come to the martial arts arena to catch up with the instructor.

It's just that it's close to Si Shi, and the sound of swords and soldiers colliding can still be vaguely heard in the martial arts arena.

Chen Qingzhi was curious, so he walked straight through the corridor and looked into the door.

On the martial arts arena paved with bluestone slabs, a girl in plain clothes with beautiful features was waving a three-foot green spear in her hand, piercing towards the old man in Ge robe in front of her like waves.

But the old man just retreated two steps, and then raised the stick to hit her weak point, and gently pulled it, guiding the girl to slide away to both sides.

With a "pop", the old man suddenly hit the girl's elbow with a stick, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, the girl's arm went numb, and when she regained consciousness, the Qingfeng in her hand had fallen to the ground.

"Yuan'er, how many times has your grandfather taught you that you need to practice swordsmanship with your heart, and make changes flexibly according to your own reality, instead of copying sword moves mechanically, why don't you listen!"

It turned out that this old man was the previous head of the Hu family, Hu Zhongqing.

"For example, the move of Three Immortals Folding Waves is an ingenious sword move. You can continuously use the opponent's strength to accumulate sword momentum, but with your current strength, two stacks is the limit."

"In the third stack, it's not you who are controlling the sword, but the sword is controlling you. What power is there to say about sword moves beyond your control!"

"Since you can't control the power of three stacks, then it's better to use only two stacks, leaving three points to deal with the opponent's backhand. When it comes to life and death, these three points are the difference between life and death .”

"Did you ever understand?"

Hu Zhongqing looked at his granddaughter with disappointment.

"Yuan'er understands."

The girl's eyes were slightly red, and she picked up the sword from the ground, her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"Hey, that's all for today," shaking his head, the old man was about to put down the eyebrow-level stick in his hand, when suddenly the man frowned and looked towards Chen Qingzhi's direction.

"It's really courageous to spy on my Hu family's martial arts, so get the hell out of here!"

"Grandpa's martial arts has improved a lot. This time, he can still detect Qingzhi's whereabouts from a long distance. It seems that grandson's breath-holding skills are not good enough."

Called to break the trail, Chen Qingzhi came out from behind the moon gate with some embarrassment.

"Are you... Aimee Xue's child?"

Looking at the face in front of him that was vaguely similar to that of his little daughter, Mrs. Hu's expression suddenly became agitated as he recalled it for a while.

"Grandson met grandpa."

Chen Qingzhi cupped his hands and bowed to Hu Zhongqing.

"Good boy, get up quickly, I haven't seen you in a few years and I've grown so big!"

Reaching out his hand to help Chen Qingzhi up, Mrs. Hu looked at the boy with more kindness.

"Your mother is in good health. Did you go back to Dengzhou with you this time?"

"Father went out to escort the escort, and only the mother is qualified to be the master of the escort, so I couldn't come back to visit my grandfather this time, so I had to ask my grandson to bring a gift to you to apologize."

Thinking of his mother's entrustment before leaving, Chen Qingzhi confessed.

"This child is always filial, how can I, as a father, not know."

Hearing that Aimi Hu Xue was in Yanzhou Mansion, she did not forget to send him a congratulatory gift, and Hu Zhongqing fell into thoughts again.

"This should be Hu Yuan's cousin from my second uncle's family. I never thought I'd see you for a few years..."

Without disturbing Mrs. Hu's thoughts, Chen Qingzhi turned his attention to another girl in the field.

But before he finished speaking, he saw the girl's complexion darkened, she snorted softly, wiped away the tears on her face, and ran out as if fleeing.

Am I provoking her to provoke her?
Chen Qingzhi was a little confused for a while.

"That child has such a temper. Maybe it's because you got a glimpse of her embarrassment. Don't talk about it. If the old man takes you to meet your uncle and grandma, they will be very happy to know that you are a guest in the manor."

After being interrupted from thinking, Mrs. Hu waved his hand indifferently, and just dragged Chen Qingzhi towards the living room.

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