"Young Master Mo, you're back. Where's Miss Yan 'Er?" Mo Wuji saw Aunt Lu pushing a cart back the moment he and Yan 'Er arrived at the rental house. Aunt Lu was pleasantly surprised when she saw Mo Wuji. She probably heard that Mo Wuji's brain was better now.
Mo Wuji bowed, "Thank you Aunt Lu for taking care of me and Yan 'Er all these years. Yan' Er was taken away by her family. I will be leaving Rao Zhou soon, and I'm here today to take Yan 'Er's things. "
This was the first time Mo Wuji saw Aunt Lu. She looked to be in her thirties, and her skin was a little dark. The pressure of life had caused many wrinkles to appear on her face, and these wrinkles had covered up the best years that should have belonged to her.
Looking at Aunt Lu's tired face, he wondered if it was because the stall's business was not good last night.
"That's good, that's good. Although Yan 'Er is sensible, she's still too young, and needs someone to take care of her..." Aunt Lu subconsciously stopped herself.
Yan 'Er needed someone to take care of her, and in fact, Yan' Er had always been taking care of this young master in front of her.
"Go in and pack up, the room has always been reserved for you." Aunt Lu said, and hurriedly pushed the cart away.
Mo Wuji walked into the storage room, which did not even have a lock, and was greeted with a pile of dust.
After not being here for a few months, this place was already covered in dust.
Mo Wuji had only stayed here for two nights, and he only had a bed and a decent blanket. Yan 'Er's place was even more shabby. Other than a few neatly folded old clothes, there was nothing else. This meant that when Yan 'Er slept at night, she did not even have a blanket.
Mo Wuji felt a little sour in his heart. To be able to meet a girl like Yan 'Er, he had already broken countless wooden fish. After being plotted against, he knew how rare a girl like Yan 'Er was. He carefully dusted off Yan 'Er's clothes, and kept them in his backpack. Underneath a few clothes, he saw a hairpin.
Mo Wuji had no impression of Yan 'Er using this hairpin. Although it was just an ordinary metal item, it seemed to be Yan' Er's most precious accessory.
Mo Wuji wrapped up the hairpin and walked to the side of the mirror that had a few scratches on it. This was Yan 'Er's only cosmetics. Perhaps this mirror was used by Yan' Er to dress him up every day.
With a sigh, Mo Wuji kept the mirror in his bag.
Mo Wuji looked around the small storeroom once more before walking out.
"Young Master Mo, Yan 'Er isn't here. Why don't you come over to my place for a meal?" Mo Wuji walked out and saw Aunt Lu wearing an apron.
Mo Wuji bowed towards Aunt Lu once again, took out a cloth bag and handed it to her, "Aunt Lu, I'm about to leave Rao Zhou. The things in this cloth bag were given to Aunt Lu by Yan 'Er and me. Aunt Lu shouldn't set up her stall at night anymore. If possible, I would like to ask Aunt Lu to preserve the room that Yan 'er and I are staying in. I'm leaving. Take care, Aunt Lu. "
With that, Mo Wuji did not stay any longer. He turned and left. Aunt Lu didn't provide him and Yan 'er with any earth-shattering protection, but she provided them with a place to rest and a careless half bowl of rice and a few handfuls of rice. To Mo Wuji and Yan 'Er, this was the greatest favour.
100 gold coins was enough for an ordinary family to live an ordinary life. He was afraid that giving Aunt Lu too much would cause her unease.
Only when Mo Wuji disappeared did Aunt Lu remember the cloth bag in her hands. She opened the cloth bag, and the dazzling golden light almost caused her to scream out loud. She immediately understood what was going on. Yan 'Er and that young master Mo had met a benefactor. She hurriedly ran back, unable to stop her heart from thumping wildly.
...
An hour later, Mo Wuji stopped in front of a mansion.
"Han Mansion" The two huge ancient characters told Mo Wuji that this was where he would be living for the next few months, the old prefecture duke, Han Chengan's mansion.
Mo Wuji roughly estimated that this Han Mansion occupied at least 10,000 square meters.
How much money would it cost to build such a big mansion in the flourishing Rao Zhou City? He wondered how big the prefecture duke's mansion was in Northern Qin. Unfortunately, he didn't even have an impression of Northern Qin.
"Hey, that kid, what are you doing sneaking around in front of the prefecture duke's mansion? Hurry up and make way, "While Mo Wuji was still sighing, the guards in front of the prefecture duke's mansion were already shouting at him unhappily.
Mo Wuji hurried forward and clasped his fists, "Two brothers, I'm Mo Wuji …"
"You're Mo Wuji? The one that the old duke personally invited into the prefecture yesterday? " The guard who was shouting at Mo Wuji just now directly interrupted Mo Wuji's words and cried out in surprise.
He then muttered to himself, "I don't look special?"
Mo Wuji chuckled, "That's me."
The guard's gossipy heart suddenly seemed to be ignited. He carefully pulled Mo Wuji aside and asked, "I heard that you're also a drug refiner. Oh right, why did you give up the prefecture duke's position and come to the Han Residence to be a servant?"
Mo Wuji immediately clasped his fists towards the sky of the Han Residence and said seriously, "Brother, your question is inappropriate. My reverence for Old Prefecture Duke Han is like a never-ending river. How can a mere Prefecture Duke's position compare to being a servant in the Han Residence? In other words, if you had to choose between being a guard of the Han Residence and being a prefecture duke, which one would you choose? "
"Ah …" The guard was momentarily speechless. Wasn't he obviously choosing to be a prefecture duke? But how could he say this? If word got out, wouldn't it mean that he had no sense of belonging to the Han Residence?
"Hehe, I'm also not satisfied with the old duke. Naturally, I would choose to be a guard of the Han Residence." The guard rubbed his hands together and said with a smile.
Mo Wuji patted the guard's shoulder, "Isn't this settled? Such a simple question and you already know the answer. Why are you asking me? You're purposely making fun of me. "
"No, no." The guard hurriedly said.
Mo Wuji chuckled, "I'm just joking with you. Please bring me in to report."
The guard patted his chest loudly, "Brother Mo, leave it to me. From now on, you're my, Ding Bu'Er's, friend. Come with me."
After saying that, he waved to the other guard and took the initiative to bring Mo Wuji in to report. Even though Mo Wuji did not know any martial arts, he was assigned to be a guard of the Han Residence and became a guard.
Ding Bu'Er. Mo Wuji did not know why he thought of Ding Bu San and Ding Bu Si when he heard this name. This fella looked a little wretched, but his eyes were sharp and his words were sincere. This made Mo Wuji have a good impression of Ding Bu'Er.
Ding Bu'Er seemed to want to show everyone that Mo Wuji was under his protection. He brought Mo Wuji around and introduced him to everyone.
However, Mo Wuji could tell that Ding Bu'Er's status was not high. Among the servants and guards, not many of them took Ding Bu'Er seriously. It was just that no one stood out to make things difficult for him. Even the guards that he was assigned to did not greet him. He did not even see the head guard.
Regardless, the treatment of the servants in the Han Residence was not bad. Even a new servant like Mo Wuji was given his own place to stay.
"Bu'Er, the old duke said that there will be people from the Han Residence participating in the empire's Spring Immortal's Gate Conference in three months?" After walking around and settling down, Mo Wuji still did not see the person who would bring him to the empire's Spring Immortal's Gate Conference. He started to get anxious.
He did not come here to be a servant, but to borrow the Han Residence's power to go to the Xing Han Empire's capital. More importantly, he wanted to see the Spring Immortal's Gate Conference and escape from Rao Zhou.
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