Du Shaofu turned around and looked at the burly man. "You didn't get the chance to be promoted, so you definitely don't know how to do things."
Actually, how did Du Shaofu know about this burly man? It was all a conjecture.
A mysterious Xiantian Realm cultivator who could only guard the door, even if he was just a small leader, was definitely not an important person. Looking at this burly man's age, it was obvious that he had been working in Lanling Prefecture for a long time, or he wouldn't have been able to become a small leader. Thinking about it carefully, it was actually something that everyone could have guessed, but now that the burly man was listening, it was naturally different. As the saying goes, the onlooker sees the game more clearly than the person directly involved.
"What do you mean?" The burly man looked at Du Shaofu and said, "If what you said today makes sense, I'll let it go, but if it's nonsense, I'll definitely give you a good beating today."
"A fortune teller can fool you for eight to ten years, but I can see the effect today. Whether I'm lying or not, you'll know soon enough."
Du Shaofu smiled and said, "Just take today's matter as an example, you really don't know how to do things."
"What do you mean?" The burly man's eyes widened, wondering if this kid was trying to trick him.
Du Shaofu said, "Think about it, I wanted to see the Prefecture Lord, but you didn't inform him. What if I really was the Prefecture Lord's relative? Then, wouldn't you be in trouble? I definitely won't let you off. "
After a pause, Du Shaofu continued, "If I'm a liar, can't you just come out and beat me up again? You won't lose out, so why didn't you inform him? If I see the Prefecture Lord, maybe I'll be happy and say a few good words for you, saying that you know how to do things, and that you're smart. If the Prefecture Lord is happy, he might promote you. "
The burly man's eyes flickered. What he said made sense, but he clearly didn't believe Du Shaofu. He said, "Kid, why should I believe you? If you're a liar, the Prefecture Lord will say that I don't know how to do things, and I'll be the one in trouble!"
"With this." Du Shaofu took out a sword from his Qiankun bag. It was an ordinary sword with some cracks on its hilt. Du Shaofu's drunkard father had given it to him before he left the Qiankun Bag. He said that he could give it to the Lanling Prefecture's Mansion Master, Ouyang Ling.
Du Shaofu handed the sword in his hand to the burly man and said: "This is the token. Give this sword to the Prefecture Lord and he will immediately want to see me."
The burly man hesitated for a moment. His eyes flickered, and he was finally tempted. He took the sword from Du Shaofu's hand, and his tone became much better. He then said, "Wait here, I'll go and inform them."
As his voice faded, the burly man took the sword and went to inform the Prefecture Lord. Before he left, he secretly signaled the other five burly men to watch Du Shaofu, as if they were afraid that Du Shaofu would take the opportunity to slip away.
Du Shaofu stood outside the gate, and his eyes flickered. He was a little uncertain in his heart. After all, he didn't know how deep the relationship between his drunkard father and the Lanling Prefecture Lord was. Everything was just a guess.
The courtyard was deep, and the palace buildings were continuous.
In a majestic hall, in an ancient study room, a middle-aged man was holding a jade slip in his hand. The runes on the jade slip were fluctuating. It was a message jade slip. This kind of message jade slip wasn't hard to find, and was usually used to transmit messages. It was extremely convenient to leave a voice or text in the jade slip.
This middle-aged man had a handsome face, and his thick eyebrows were slightly raised in a rebellious manner. Under his long and slightly curled eyelashes, his eyes were slightly closed as he peered at the message in the jade slip. He had a handsome nose and slightly tanned skin. No matter how one looked at him, he was a handsome and heroic man.
"Phew!"
After a while, the middle-aged man opened his eyes. His eyes were as clear as the morning dew, and there was a glimmer of light in them. He muttered softly, "This guy, it's been almost seventeen years. Finally, he's making a move."
"Brother Ling." The study room was pushed open, and a beautiful figure in a fiery red dress ran in.
She was a beautiful woman in her forties, but she looked extremely young. Her slender figure was curvaceous, and her footsteps were light. Her red dress was adorned with bracelets, and her black hair was tied up in a flowing cloud bun with a few beaded flowers in it. She rushed to the middle-aged man's side in a few steps.
"Sister Shan, the child is already so old. Why are you still so anxious? Could it be that the girl has done something out of line again?" The middle-aged man turned around and looked at the beautiful woman. His clear eyes were filled with love and tenderness.
"Brother Ling, look …"
The beautiful woman raised her head. On her beautiful face, her jade-like skin was flushed red. Her crescent brows and starry eyes were filled with excitement. She immediately handed the longsword in her hand to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's gaze landed on the sword. Immediately, his eyes that were as clear as morning dew trembled. His body also trembled. He grabbed the sword and touched the cracks on the hilt. His throat began to choke as he said with a trembling voice, "Azure Vein Sword, this is the Azure Vein Sword. When I first met that guy, I gave him the Azure Vein Sword."
The middle-aged man looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and said, "Sister Shan, is that guy here? Did he come to the Lanling Prefecture City?"
The beautiful woman in the red dress also trembled slightly, but she shook her head and said, "There's a report outside the prefecture. It's a young man. He said he's your relative."
"Relative …"
The middle-aged man muttered softly. He then smiled and said, "It must be that guy's son. I just received news about the father and son from the Flowing Cloud Prefecture. I didn't expect that little guy to come."
"It's Sister Ao Tong's child. What a pitiful child. Let's go and bring him home …" The beautiful woman in the red dress unknowingly teared up.
"Bring him home …"
The middle-aged man's eyes moved, and then he muttered, "Yes, that guy and his child. That's our child. That child is so pitiful."
The beautiful woman's eyes were wet, and she said softly, "Since he's here, I'll take good care of him for Sister Ao Tong. I won't let him suffer the slightest bit." After she finished speaking, the beautiful woman immediately turned around and went to bring the child back.
"Buzz!"
The longsword was unsheathed, and the sound of the sword was clear and crisp …
"Sister Shan, wait."
The middle-aged man immediately stopped the beautiful woman in the red dress. He carefully looked at the Cyan Vein Sword in his hand, and his gaze fluctuated.
"Brother Ling, what's wrong?" The beautiful woman in the red dress asked curiously.
The middle-aged man looked at the Cyan Vein Sword in his hand and said, "Sister Shan, what did you see?"
"Isn't it just the Cyan Vein Sword? There's nothing special about it." The beautiful woman looked at the Cyan Vein Sword, but she couldn't see anything special about it.
"That guy asked the little guy to come and find us, why would he need a keepsake? Could it be that he needs something like that?" The middle-aged man looked at the Cyan Vein Sword in his hand and slightly sighed. He said, "The Cyan Vein Sword was given to him when we first met. He saved my life, so I gave it to him. Right now, he's giving me the Cyan Vein Sword and his son. It means that he wants to entrust them to me."
"Brother Ling, you mean …" The beautiful woman in the red dress' facial expression changed a lot. She said with astonishment, "Could it be that that guy wants to act alone? He's giving us his son, so he doesn't have anything to worry about."
"I'm afraid that's the case. He's already waited for seventeen years. Now that his son has grown up, after giving him to us, he doesn't have anything to worry about." The middle-aged man sighed.
"That guy, he's going alone. No matter what, he can't defeat such a monstrous being." The beautiful woman in the red dress sighed. Her eyes were filled with coldness, and she said, "It's a pity that we're not strong enough to help them."
"Now that he's giving us the Cyan Vein Sword and his son, it's not just because he wants to entrust his son to me. With our relationship, he doesn't need to entrust his son to me. He won't do that."
The middle-aged man slightly frowned. He shook the Cyan Vein Sword in his hand. In a flash, a sword Qi burst out. The Cyan Vein Sword immediately started buzzing. The sword Qi wreaked havoc in the air. It was extremely swift and fierce. The middle-aged man said, "Wherever the sword points, it will only be swift and fierce. That guy wants me to help him fulfill his responsibility. He wants me to help him train his son."
… … …
Outside the gate, Du Shaofu was waiting calmly. After a short moment, he saw the big guy run out.
"Little guy, the higher-ups asked you to wait."
The big guy arrived in front of Du Shaofu. He looked depressed. He had entered the inner palace, but unfortunately, he didn't even have the chance to see the head manager. He was directly intercepted by the head manager. Then, the head manager took away his job. He didn't even have the chance to see the head manager.
"Okay." Du Shaofu said softly. He didn't know why, but he felt nervous.
Du Shaofu didn't know much about his drunkard father. He had never heard his drunkard father mention any of his friends.
But now, the head of the Lanling Prefecture was the first person his drunkard father had mentioned. Maybe he could use this opportunity to find out more about his drunkard father's past. This was something he had always wanted to find out. Now that he finally had the chance to come in contact with his drunkard father's past, he felt nervous.
The burly man stared at Du Shaofu, and upon seeing Du Shaofu's calm and unperturbed expression, he said, "Brat, on account of the fact that I've reported this to you, why don't you tell me the truth? Are you really a relative of the Manor Lord? Even if you aren't, I guarantee that I won't beat you up."
Du Shaofu rolled his eyes at the big guy and asked, "What's your name?"
"Wang San, the third son in the family." The big guy was stunned for a moment, then said.
"Okay, Wang San, I'll remember you!"
Patting the big guy's shoulder, Du Shaofu said with a serious face, "I'll definitely put in a good word for you in front of the governor. Just wait for your promotion."
The big guy looked at Du Shaofu suspiciously. He didn't know if he should believe this little bastard's words. He always felt that this little bastard's mouth was full of lies.
"Creak …"
At this moment, the gate of the mansion opened. Usually, the gate of the mansion would only open a small door beside the main gate.
When the gate opened, many people hurried out. A beautiful woman in a red dress was the first to rush out.
"It's time for the sixth watch. Little Yu, continue to write. "
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