Building The Ultimate Fantasy

The atmosphere suddenly became chilling.

The original gentle breeze after the rain had turned into a biting cold wind.

The moonlight shines on the arrowheads, and the cold light flows, like poisonous snakes hiding in the dark, staring coldly at their prey.

In the Chinese garden, there is only the sound of "squeaking" of the flowing water.

The air was very still.

Quiet enough to hear the drop of a needle.

"Bold!"

Ning Zhao, who put her crisp hand on the handle of the wheelchair, suddenly had a face as cold as ice, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she let out a scolding.

hum!

With a clanging sound, the cicada-winged sword in the handle suddenly popped out and was held by Ning Zhao.

She stepped lightly and stood in front of Lu Fan, her long skirt fluttering and her black hair fluttering.

Nie Zhangqing held the butcher's knife expressionlessly, and pressed the knife against the servant's neck.

However, the veins on the back of the hand bulged slightly, as if it was about to break out at any moment and wipe off the servant's neck.

And the servant who howled miserably at the slaughter of a pig didn't dare to howl anymore, and stared at him. The atmosphere made him dare not breathe.

Even though the wound on his thigh was continuously spurting blood, he still didn't even dare to howl.

"interesting."

The moonlight penetrated the dark clouds and fell on Lu Fan who was lazily leaning on the wheelchair.

The face with red lips and white teeth was shining brightly, as if wrapped in a light veil.

"Is this forcing my father to step into the Chen family?"

Lu Fan clapped his hands and smiled slightly.

His words broke the blood-freezing silence.

Actually, Lu Fan was very curious.

Why didn't Lu Changkong just charge the rest of the three great families with treason and put them in jail, and directly take over the family's property by violent means? Although this would cause short-term turbulence to the people's livelihood, in the long run, it would be Solve many potential problems.

Crash.

The guards with their bows and arrows moved out of the way.

Several Confucian scholars in long gowns walked out.

The leader was a Confucian youth in a green shirt and a jade hairpin tied into a vertical crown.

With a beautiful beard, sword eyebrows and star eyes, a pineapple sword box is carried on the back.

"Oh, it turned out to be Young Master Lu, it was all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."

"Young Master Lu's late-night visit really made my Chen Mansion flourish."

"These servants are ignorant and mistakenly thought they were the soldiers and bandits who caused the civil turmoil in Beiluo City."

The Confucian scholar in green shirt chuckled and stroked his beard.

He raised his hand, pressed slightly, and many guards lowered their bows.

"I'm at the Chen family, Chen Beixun."

The Confucian scholar in green shirt cupped his hands towards Lu Fan, and there seemed to be a divine light circulating in his starry eyes, staring at Lu Fan.

Lu Fan leaned lazily on the wheelchair, propped his chin with his hand, and looked at Chen Beixun lightly, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

The head of the Chen family, Chen He, was killed. Lu Fan thought that the Chen family should be in chaos at this moment.

As a result, I didn't expect that everything in the Chen family seemed to be in order, not even the crying of the female relatives, it was so orderly that it was frightening.

Now it seems that Chen Beixun in front of him may be the key.

"Chen Beixun..."

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.

"There is someone like you in the Chen family?"

Rubbing his long fingers, Lu Fan asked casually.

Chen Beixun smiled and swung his blue shirt and long sleeves.

"Beixun was sent by my father to Zhongnan Tianshan to learn swordsmanship when he was young. He just came back from the mountain yesterday. It's normal for Young Master Lu not to know, but Beixun has admired Young Master Lu for a long time. Although Young Master Lu has a leg problem, he is only eight years old. Dou, with vigor like a dragon, was once appreciated by the national teacher,

He is a role model for my generation of scholars. "

In the garden.

Chen Beixun's words were loud and powerful.

The flattery is simple and unaffected.

Chen Beixun's expression was normal, as if he really admired Lu Fan.

The corner of Lu Fan's mouth curled up, saying that people who learn swords are straight.

Looking at it now...it's really straight, look at Chen Beixun, talking nonsense. .

"Zhongnan Tianshan...Sword faction?!"

On the other hand, Nie Zhangqing shrank his eyes.

A hundred schools of thought... the Sword Sect!

As the former tenth Taoist sect, Nie Changqing is naturally no stranger to the Sword Sect.

The Sword Sect is not an ordinary sect, and being able to enter a hundred schools of thought is enough to show its strength and mystery.

"I just like people like you who tell the truth."

Lu Fan rubbed his slender fingers and laughed.

The smile is very meaningful.

Sword faction?

Is it the... sword faction that stands behind the three great families that made my father beware?

Afterwards, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Chen Beixun, who was from the Sword Sect, which surprised Lu Fan.

This sword sect seems to have started preparing for the layout a long time ago.

As one of the six major defensive cities of the Imperial Capital, Beiluo City has a crucial strategic position.

If the Sword Sect controls the three great families, its purpose is self-evident.

I just don't know if my father is clear about it, and made arrangements and arrangements in advance.

"Young Master Lu praised you absurdly." Chen Beixun said without changing his expression.

"Old Nie, let him go, we are here to collect rent, we have to convince people with reason."

Lu Fan turned his head to Nie Changqing and said.

Nie Zhangqing remained silent, and put away the butcher's knife.

The servant trembled, clutching his bleeding thigh, and crawled towards Chen Beixun.

"Thank you, Young Master Lu. Young Master Lu wants to go to the mansion for a drink. It's cold in the night, so I immediately order someone to burn plum wine to warm Young Master Lu."

Chen Beixun narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw Nie Changqing, who was covered in wounds, but was cold and serious.

This man...is still alive.

Daozong Ninth Han Lianxiao, failed?

Blocked by Lu Fan?

Chen Beixun was shocked, but the smile on his face remained undiminished.

Lu Fan waved his hand.

"It's fine to drink, my father asked me to collect the rent, let's talk about business."

Lu Fan said.

"Since the city lord has ordered, my Chen family dare not disobey. When I returned home in the past ten days, I learned that my father had colluded with soldiers and bandits. I was heartbroken. Fortunately, the city lord Lu was wise and powerful, and he wiped out the source of the evil, and saved the city of Beiluo. Bei Xun, I admire you very much, next, my Chen family, I will definitely rectify it seriously, change my mind, come here, and take a thousand taels of silver."

Chen Beixun stroked his long beard, turned his head to the guard behind him, and ordered.

After a while, in the depths of the mansion, there were two servants carrying two boxes of silver and placing them in the garden.

The breeze is gentle, and the moonlight is cold and harsh.

Shining on the uncovered two boxes of silver, the white is dazzling.

Lu Fan sat in the wheelchair, put his hand on his chin, and yawned.

Facing two boxes of silver, a total of one thousand taels, his heart remained unmoved.

"Young Master Lu, is this rent...enough?"

Chen Beixun had a smile on his face.

The Confucian scholars of the Chen family looked at Lu Fan and his maid Ning Zhao in awe.

A few days ago on the top of the city, Ning Zhao went on a killing spree, which was still fresh in their memory.

"As expected of a family, rich and powerful..."

Lu Fan chuckled and stroked the woolen blanket.

After that, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"At the top of the city that day, the Confucian scholars from the three great families laughed at me as half paralyzed, which dealt a serious blow to my spirit. When I think about it now, I am still depressed. Thousands of taels of silver are hard to heal my inner wounds."

Lu Fan said lightly.

Chen Beixun's face froze, so...is this not enough?

"Come here, take another thousand taels of silver!"

Chen Beixun's expression softened, and he smiled lightly with a beautiful beard.

"wait……"

"Xiao Chen, it doesn't matter if you have money or not."

Lu Fan said suddenly.

There was a smile on his face, and he looked a little sincere under the moonlight.

"I, Lu Fan, have suffered from leg problems since I was a child. I have been unable to move around and take care of myself. My wish since I was a child is to have a house of my own for the elderly..."

"You and I talked so speculatively today, I think you are more pleasing to the eye, you see..."

Chen Beixun's face was slightly stiff.

He looked at Lu Fan and found that Lu Fan's eyes were full of sincerity, shining under the moonlight.

"It's easy to say, isn't it just a mansion? My Chen family doesn't have much else, it just has a lot of houses. As long as Lu Shao can be happy, it doesn't matter if Bei Xun cuts his love."

Chen Beixun suddenly burst into laughter, full of pride.

After that, he waved his hand.

"Continue to take the thousand taels of silver, and in addition, bring the land deed!"

Chen Beixun burst out drinking.

He cooperated with Lu Fan in everything.

As soon as the words came out.

Many Confucian scholars of the Chen family suddenly became commotion.

However, today's Chen Beixun holds the greatest say in the Chen family. After all, Chen Beixun's backing of the Sword Sect is the capital for the Chen family to continue to exist in Beiluo City.

soon.

Another two boxes of silver were brought.

A maidservant even sent a stack of title deeds.

Looking at the thick stack of title deeds in Chen Beixun's hands, the corner of Lu Fan's mouth twitched... Big dog!

Chen Beixun held the title deed and glanced at it.

Afterwards, he started walking slowly towards Lu Fan.

Ningzhao stepped lightly on the lotus steps, within the qi pill, spiritual qi surged, and abnormal sounds of qi and blood burst out.

"Stop."

The tip of Ning Zhao's Cicada Wing Sword hung down, stopping Chen Beixun, as cold as ice.

"Xiao Ni, go get the land deed."

Lu Fan patted the head of Ni Yu, who was huddled beside him, and said.

Ni Yu responded and trotted over quickly.

He took over the title deed from Chen Beixun, who was stopped by Ning Zhao.

"Young master."

Ni Yu ran back and handed the title deed to Lu Fan.

Lu Fan looked at the stack of title deeds and took a deep breath.

Among these title deeds, some are house title deeds, some are shop title deeds, and the industries and interests involved are intricate.

The purpose of Chen Beixun taking these out is not simple.

This was to remind Lu Fan that the Chen family should not cause too much turmoil, otherwise, the people of Beiluo City would definitely suffer.

This is actually what Lu Changkong is afraid of. The distribution of industries and the scope of the three aristocratic families are too deep.

The atmosphere is quiet.

The mirror-like water surface of the pool in the garden is sparkling under the wind.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Lu Fan quietly flipped through the title deeds under the moonlight.

Everyone didn't dare to breathe out.

Chen Beixun's face was full of smiles, "Young Master Lu picks slowly, it's my Chen family's honor to make Young Master Lu happy."

suddenly.

Lu Fan's eyes lit up, and he took out one of the land deeds from a stack, and put the others on his lap.

Holding the title deed, Lu Fan dusted it off, and after taking a closer look, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Here, the choice is made, and that's it."

Chen Beixun cupped his hands and chuckled: "Young Master Lu, you have chosen so quickly? Thousands of shops, hundreds of mansions, will Young Master Lu stop looking?"

"I don't know where the mansion is so lucky to be in the eyes of Young Master Lu?"

Lu Fan handed over the title deed to Ni Yu.

After that, Lu Fan leaned back on the wheelchair and closed his eyes.

Ni Yu took over the title deed and squinted under the moonlight.

"Young Master's most important place is... the Drunken Chen Pavilion on Beiluo Lake Central Island."

Ni Yu's voice resounded exquisitely like big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate. After reading, her chubby face flushed instantly.

The smile on Chen Beixun's face... froze.

Nie Zhangqing also looked confused.

Ning Zhao's hand holding the sword trembled.

Not only them, the Confucian scholars of the Chen family also looked strange and stunned.

Is this guy serious? !

They never expected that Lu Fan would choose such a place.

Zuichen Pavilion, although the name sounds good and is full of poetic charm, but in essence...

It is the land of the romantic Goulan spring night!

You, Lu Fan, want to retire... Choose a brothel? !