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Chapter 107 Immortal (please subscribe)

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Sure enough, it was Su Dun. When he saw him, Wang Ping remembered that Su Dun had been promoted to governor general and his family had moved to Fucheng.

"Brother, it is indeed you. I didn't believe it at first when I heard Xiao Qi say it." Su Dun stood near the stone lion on the left under the steps of the Daozang Hall gate. There were many people like him standing next to him, waiting for someone else.

Wang Ping looked up and down at Su Dun, who was walking over. He was a little fatter than the last time Wang Ping saw him, and the wrinkles on his face were more obvious. Most of the hair exposed under his official hat was white, and he spoke a little hastily. Still breathing.

Seeing this former classmate, Wang Ping's memory was blurred for a moment, because he really couldn't compare the man in front of him with the lively Su Dun.

"You have to pay attention to your health..." Wang Ping saw Su Dun's problem at a glance, "The spleen, kidneys, qi and blood are all so weak that your body can hardly bear it."

Su Dun said nonchalantly: "I am 60, I have a group of children and grandchildren, and my great-grandchildren can all speak. It is long past time to go to the grave to meet my parents. Now I just plan to play something I have never played in my life, and then Just waiting to kick.”

Wang Ping was surprised that Su Dun would be so open-minded, but thinking about the suffering of the world of mortals, he nodded in understanding. The world of mortals can also cultivate the mind. It will make you constantly experience the pain of life and death and farewell, and then become numb to life and death. However, he does not I believe Su Dun can cultivate it.

"If you relearn what Master taught you now, you can prolong your life for decades." Wang Ping reminded.

"We'll talk about this later. Let's go to my house. In all these years, you haven't come to my house to drink a glass of wine." As Su Dun spoke, he greeted the entourage behind him, and immediately a young guard with a knife left. Come up.

This guard looked familiar to Wang Ping. He should be a fourth or fifth generation disciple of Qianmu Temple.

"This is the Xiao Qi I just mentioned. He is a fifth-generation disciple from Zhao Qing's lineage. He has not made any progress in learning martial arts and practicing qi. However, he is very smart and knows how to observe people's emotions. I will come to Fucheng as a spy. He patrols here. When he saw you, he went to the house and informed me."

While the two were chatting and laughing, they walked towards the carriage parked beside the road in the distance. It was a large carriage pulled by four horses, and there was a small team of armored guards beside it.

"Are you violating the rules?" Wang Ping asked, sitting in the spacious carriage, looking at Su Dun who was leaning comfortably on the soft cushions.

Su Dun said disapprovingly: "Everyone does this. The carriage the governor travels in is more luxurious than the carriage the emperor took when he left the city when he was offering sacrifices to heaven... You must know that this is Jinhuai, one of the richest cities in Zhongzhou. I If I am too low-key, others will think that I am aloof, and that would be a violation."

"Junior Brother Zhao also said that you have a chance to enter the Sixth Division. It seems that you have no idea about it anymore?" Wang Ping asked curiously.

Su Dun said proudly: "This matter is really simple for me. At the beginning of the year, the second senior brother was promoted to the minister of the Ministry of Rites. He spent a lot of time with the emperor every day. The gentlemen in the official department also had to listen to him. Hello, I want to be transferred to the ministry, it’s just a matter of a letter.”

The six departments of the Xia Dynasty were headed by the Ministry of Rites, because it was in charge of sacrifices, and the royal family held hall sacrifices every day, and there was a suburb sacrifice every half month, all of which were handled by the Ministry of Rites.

Not only the imperial court does this, but many places also focus on offering sacrifices. Even Qianmu Temple has large and small sacrifice activities every year, but they are mainly concentrated at the outer gate in order to attract more incense.

After Su Dun was proud, he said slowly: "I just want to arrange the affairs of the family now, the way out for each child, and the way out for my wife and concubines. If the family should be separated, the family should be separated. Let me tell you, here is There are so many things going on that I’m worried to death.”

Wang Ping remained silent.

"My eldest son is not the legitimate son. My wife has been trying to get rid of him. He also wants to leave home and have a career. I figured it out last month and arranged for him to go to Junior Brother Wang. I hope he can achieve great success and the legitimate son leaves. He failed in the imperial examination, and was elected as a filial and honest man. Now he is barely sitting on the seventh-rank guard. I have to live for a few more years to pave the way for him..."

"Last month my youngest daughter got married and married a boy from your Wang family. We are also relatives, hahaha." Su Dun talked nonchalantly all the way. After arriving at the place, he got off the carriage and Wang Ping saw a magnificent building. The middle door of the grand mansion was wide open at this moment. A young man wearing the uniform of a seventh-grade military attaché led a large number of people and stood at the door.

"See, this is the result of decades of hard work by me, Su Dun..."

Su Dun took Wang Ping to introduce his children and grandchildren, a total of twenty-three people, almost the same number of daughters, granddaughters, and grandchildren, wives and concubines... Wang Ping only saw Su Dun's first wife, who was also from Yongshan County, and whose name was impossible. I know, it's another branch of the Wang family in Yongshan County.

The banquet was very sumptuous, and it was held next to the fish pond in the back garden of the mansion. Just the two of them drank and chatted while admiring the moon.

After chatting in the middle of the night, the weather in the south suddenly started to rain heavily again. Wang Ping just waved his hand gently, and the rainwater that fell on the back garden was automatically discharged to both sides. Su Dun's face was full of envy when he saw this hand.

"If I had stayed in Qianmu Temple..."

"You are so boring. You have already taken advantage of all the good things in the world. Aren't you satisfied?" Yu Lian, who was eating grilled shrimp, said something to Su Dun.

She swallowed the grilled shrimp in her mouth, stared at Su Dun with her vertical eyes, and asked: "Are you willing to give up all this now? If you are willing, I guarantee that you will live for another hundred and eighty years without any problem!"

Su Dun stopped talking. He was silent for a long time and laughed. He picked up the wine bottle and filled Wang Ping with wine. He asked, "Is Xiaohai still obedient around you?"

"He's very obedient. If you support him, he may be able to establish the foundation."

"What about entry?"

"With Xiao Hai here, we can take our time with the immigration matters. He can guarantee many things."

"Okay, I understand!"

At this time, Yu Lian communicated with Wang Ping in the spiritual sea: "He is full of utilitarianism and wants your commitment. Worldly desires have turned him into another person."

Why couldn't Wang Ping see it, so he just kept silent and just drank with his junior brother.

At the end of his life, Su Dun was so drunk that he fell unconscious. Wang Ping asked Su Dun's eldest son to help him back to sleep, while he quietly left Su's house, and then quietly crossed the gate of Jinhuai Fucheng. City wall, heading towards Qianmuguan in the dark.

It took an ordinary person ten days to travel, but Wang Ping rushed back to Shang'an Mansion in less than two days. As soon as he entered Shang'an Mansion, he rolled up his true energy and took off, rushing back to the dojo at the top of Qianmu Mountain as quickly as possible.

Afterwards, as usual, he went to Taoist Yucheng to give a detailed report.

One morning ten days later.

Daozang Palace sent a series of contracts to Wang Ping.

Since then, Baishui Lake has become his private property. It was also at this time that Taoist Wenyang came to Qianmu Mountain as agreed, to fulfill the promise he made more than half a month ago and return the magic soldiers that he had promised Wang Ping.

(End of this chapter)