Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

Chapter 5 Ripples of False Alarm

Chen Yanjun and Du Qiuzhuo's injuries are not serious.

After briefly explaining the situation to the prison secretary and Fang Zheng of Gudufang, the two set foot on the flying spirit beast Xuexiao and left Xianyang Gudu.

Snow owl's whole body is snow-white, and its wings are more than a foot wide. It looks like a bluff, but in fact there is not much meat on its back for people to stand on.

Chen Yanjun admitted that standing on Xue Xiao's back and flying at a height of hundreds of feet above Chang'an City...he was terrified.

Even so, he didn't touch Du Qiuzhuo's body for stability, but used his extraordinary body balance to insist on standing all the way.

The only regret is that he can no longer look down on Chang'an and see the flourishing demeanor of Xianwu Great Tang.

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Before the spiritual energy revived, the most prosperous market in Chang'an was the inner city West City, followed by the East City.

In ancient times, agriculture was emphasized and business was suppressed. Chang'an Dongxi Market opened at noon and closed in the evening, and a curfew was imposed at night, which severely restricted the commercial scale of Chang'an City.

After the spiritual energy revived, the inner city continued the curfew, and added one: no flying.

There is no such restriction in the outer city.

Therefore, from Zhuque Street in the inner city through Nankuo Mingde Gate, and extending ten miles southward in the outer city, Nanxianfang formed has become the most lively market in Xianwu Tang Dynasty.

Nanxianfang's customers come from Chang'an, the whole Tang Dynasty, and even practitioners from all over the world.

Cultivators can stay up all night, so most of the shops in Nanxianfang will be open all night.

In the Tang Dynasty, there was a saying that "the lights at five o'clock can't sleep, and the immortals in ten miles have a dream".

"In the Xianwu era, there were shops and mansions in Nanxianfang. She was definitely a rich woman among rich women!"

Chen Yanjun sighed.

Nanxianfang is very expensive, and the house prices or rents of shops along the street are far higher than those in the inner city's West Market or East Market.

Du Wei Herb Shop, located in the west of Nanqili of Nanxianfang, is the herbal medicine shop run by Mrs. Cui.

Caoxing has a three-zhang facade and three floors, which is the standard layout of Xianpu in Nanxianfang.

Behind the grass row is Mrs. Cui's mansion.

The mansion is only three feet wide with the shop, but it is twenty feet long, and it covers an area of ​​one mu of land. In a place like Nanxianfang, where every inch of land is expensive, it is rich enough.

It has clear pools, rockery, pavilions, bamboo forests, flower and herbal medicine gardens... everything is available.

Furthermore, Madam Cui's grandfather, Cui Jianzheng, a third-rank craftsman, personally concluded the third-rank home protection formation.

Mrs. Cui's mansion is safe enough and hidden, which is why Chen Yanjun is so anxious to come back.

He needs to stay in his wife's mansion for a few days, researching ways to add points and keep in good health.

The east gate of the mansion is connected with Du Weicao, Chen Yanjun and Du Qiuzhuo entered the house through the west gate.

"Miss and son are back!"

The nuns and maidservants in pink and green uniforms hurried out to greet her.

Seeing that Qiuzhuo's school uniform was half covered with blood, Nanny Feng was so frightened that she lost her voice:

"Ah, how did Miss get hurt!"

Seeing that Chen Yanjun was also stained with blood, the servant girl Xiaoyue also felt sorry for her, but she dared not make a sound because the young lady and the nanny were by her side.

Qiu Zhuo only said:

"Small injuries don't matter, what about my mother?"

Xiao Yue hurriedly said:

"The lady is walking on grass."

Nanny Feng is Qiuzhuo's servant, and the maid Xiaoyue is Mrs. Cui's servant.

The young master Du Qingchuan's servant is the old housekeeper, the young master hangs around the Firework Alley all the year round, and the housekeeper spends most of his time in the straw shop helping to look after the shop.

Most of the grass shops sell spiritual herbs, and the old housekeeper is just a ninth-rank martial artist with a little knowledge of vegetation, and occasionally Madam Cui is required to show up in person.

Saying so, Xiaoyue turned around and went to Caoxing to find his wife.

Qiu Zhuo called her.

"Look at Mr. Chen, I'll go find my mother."

With that said, he walked through the mansion to Cao Xing.

Xiao Yue was delighted, but it was hard to say it directly.

"Then I'll go find the young master and come back."

But Nanny Feng said:
"Master Chen usually looks for the young master. Where did you find it? Miss said, it's not a big deal, there's no need to call the young master back."

Saying so, he took Xiaoyue to prepare soup and medicine for the miss, just like a housekeeper.

Chen Yanjun walked through the front pavilion, the living room, the garden in the front yard and the corridor guest rooms, and then bypassed the magnificent central main building to the backyard.

The backyard is three feet square, and there is only one pavilion away from the warehouse of the drug store.

The courtyard is a slightly barren medicine bed, with an old pagoda tree planted in the middle and a clear pond in the corner.

Chen Yanjun was a little strange. It stands to reason that although the locust tree is rich and prosperous, it is also easy to attract Yin Qi. The ancients usually planted it in front of the door, not in the yard, so this old locust tree looks very strange...

Fortunately, the scenery in the backyard is excellent, the spring is warm, insects and butterflies are flying, it is quite quiet, without any yin.

Chen Yanjun lived in a wing room facing south in the backyard.

Although it is an ordinary guest room, it is specially rebuilt to be as beautiful as the main house. Bamboo is planted in front of the door, and a self-rain pavilion is built next to it, which is equivalent to an air-conditioned room, which is convenient for studying and practicing in summer.

Chen Yanjun pushed the door open and entered the room.

The house looks small, but it separates the front hall, study room and bedroom.

Chen Yanjun went straight to the study.

The study room is small, with bright and clean windows, and the bookshelves are mostly Confucian classics and pharmacopoeias.

Read the Pharmacopoeia casually.

"Immortal Food Materia Medica", written by Meng Shen, a disciple of Sun Simiao, is one of the most basic elixir collections. It advocates that medicine and food come from the same source, and seeks results in a stable way. It is a folk guide for ordinary people to maintain health and eat spirits.

Chen Yanjun only flipped through it for a moment, and there was movement on the panel.

[Medical skills +1, progress 49/100 (first glimpse)]

Just flipping through the basic pharmacopoeia can add points, which shows how mediocre the original owner's medical talent is.

Although in Chen Yanjun's opinion, medical skills are more important than poetry and Confucianism, but the daily life in Guozijian is to study medical books, and then add more.

Right now, someone is trying to harm him, Chen Yanjun has limited time, and there are two things that most need to practice.

First, practice the art of nourishing qi.

Cooperate with the pills, add points as soon as possible, and become a ninth-rank cultivator, officially embarking on the road of cultivation.

Second, exercise your physique. It is best to practice some mortal exercises for emergency self-defense.

In fact, the original owner didn't have any serious illnesses, the main reason was that he was weak in physique, plus he was rewarded for nothing, and suffered from mediocre talent, so he couldn't enter the ranks.

And because of his outstanding appearance, he is often bullied and pointed out by men, and pitied by women, so he lacks rigidity.

"One who is useless is a scholar."

Chen Yanjun shook his head and sighed.

Then he found two books on the bookshelf, which are the most suitable basic methods for mortals to refine their body and Qi——

A "Explanation of Qi Yang Technique".

A "Compendium of Shence Military Physical Techniques".

The two are the practice foundations of Tang practice martial arts.

Even the imperial examinations are required, and the proportion of poetry and Confucianism is evenly divided, so it cannot be neglected.

After entering the stage of cultivation in the Tang Dynasty, there are nine grades in total.

Starting from the ninth rank, the first rank is the strongest, and then go up to the no-junction state, and then you will cross the tribulation and become a fairy.

However, the grades of officials in the Xianwu Tang Dynasty are directly linked to their cultivation bases, and their cultivation bases must be of the same rank as their official ranks.

If you don't have a third-rank cultivation, you won't be able to enter Fengge Luantai to be the prime minister.

It can be seen that no matter which world you are in, the end of the universe is Kao Gong.

Just as he was about to flip through the book, Chen Yanjun suddenly heard the front door creak open and close again.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Is the son in the house?"

Madam's voice was always gentle and dignified, as clear as the moon, but today, it sounded a little more joyful.

However, Chen Yanjun still didn't quite get used to Madam Cui's habit of entering the house first and then knocking on the door from inside.

Locking didn't help either.

Chen Yanjun even suspected that Mrs. Cui threw her horse into the water on purpose that night by the Wei River.

However, after getting along with each other for the past three years, Mrs. Cui kept her body like a jade and showed extreme restraint.

Seemingly claiming to be the future mother-in-law, she didn't have any physical contact with the original owner beyond friendship.

Most of the time, the maidservant Xiaoyue took care of the original owner and seldom met alone with the original owner.

Today, Madam's voice is extraordinarily gentle.

Chen Yanjun said calmly:

"Since the madam has come in, there is no need to knock on the door again, so as not to be heard by others."

Snapped--

The medicine bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and he kicked it back into his hand lightly.

The handsome woman patted her breast lightly in fright, causing ripples of false alarm.

(End of this chapter)