I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

"How can I say that I have no clothes, and I share the same robe with you! Dear Master Lingpingan: The Imperial Veterans Affairs Administration, thank you for your contribution to the country's veterans! The money you donated has been entered into the special account for the settlement and support of veterans of the Federal Empire. , you can log in to the official website of the Federal Empire Veterans Affairs Administration to track and check the purpose and details of your donation in real time..."

"Wish you a happy Winter Clothes Day, sir!"

Looking at the text message just sent to the phone.

Lingpingan scratched his head: "Time flies by so fast..."

Today is October 1st, the Winter Clothes Day.

The tradition of Lao Ling's family is that every Winter Clothes Day, half of the year's land rent and land output will be donated to the Federal Empire Veterans Affairs Administration.

This was the rule set by the ancestor who returned from the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

Lingpingan has no opinion on this.

Because he is a gentleman.

A gentleman doesn't talk about profit, so money is a bastard!

But before Lingpingan was safe, no one cared.

Because the Ling family’s ancestors have been high-level intellectuals for generations!

It was during the Lingpingan generation that this record came to an end because of problems in mathematics, physics, and chemistry.

Senior intellectuals enjoy state subsidies.

Even if they don't have a single coin in their pocket, they can still have enough food and clothing.

Lingpingan crossed his legs and leaned on the back of the chair.

"Winter Clothes Festival..." he thought: "Get ready to buy some paper clothes and quilts and burn them for your parents..."

Winter Clothes Festival is a very important festival in the federal empire.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Taizu issued an edict to designate it as the "Memorial Day of the Fallen Martyrs/Meritors who died in the line of duty".

Every year, officials hold a grand memorial ceremony.

The people are even more lively.

Every household will go out to worship their ancestors!

Just as he was about to leave, Lingpingan stood up and took the keys.

Then he waved to his pet, and the little guy jumped up from the counter and jumped in front of him: "Let's go!"

Lingpingan calmly walked out of the door, pulled down the rolling shutter and locked it.

Most of the shops in the streets are closed.

Everyone went out to worship their ancestors.

Lingpingan picked up his cat and walked to a shroud shop at the corner of the street.

"Uncle Yang..." He shouted to an old man who was in the store, with his back on his back and playing with paper clothes: "Please prepare a few couples' outfits... and a pair of mandarin duck quilts... In addition, heaven and earth A few bundles of banknotes issued by the bank!”

"Okay!" The old man, who was carrying his back, turned around and nodded with a smile.

He carried the items on his back, walked to the shelves, and quickly prepared everything for Lingpingan.

Then, he wrapped all the paper clothes and quilts into a paper bag and sealed it.

Then he put several thick stacks of beautifully printed Tiandi Bank 10,000-yuan notes into a bag.

"How much?" Lingpingan asked.

"One hundred!" the old man chuckled.

Lingpingan nodded, took out his mobile phone, scanned it, completed the payment, then carried these things, walked to the roadside, and stopped a taxi: "Master, Jiangcheng Federal Empire Meritorious Personnel Cemetery! Thank you!"

The driver laughed when he heard this: "Okay!" She turned up her watch: "Jiangcheng City Federal Empire Meritorious Personnel Cemetery..."

Suddenly he seemed to think of something, turned around and looked at Lingpingan: "Is the young master a descendant of a meritorious official?"

Lingpingan nodded.

The driver was in awe: "Thank you for your hard work and contribution!"

Lingpingan smiled and heard the driver say: "Sir, various institutions in Jiangcheng City are organizing memorials at the cemetery today!"

"A lot of big shots have gone!"

"I heard that even the Governor of Guangnan and the Speaker of the Guangnan Qing Council are here!"

"Such a big battle?" Lingpingan raised his eyebrows.

"No!" The driver, who is indeed a know-it-all, said in a low voice, "I heard that there is a real dragon among the descendants of our heroes in Jiangcheng City!"

"These guys are all rushing to be 'filial sons'...hehe..."

Lingpingan also laughed when he listened.

However, this is the world.

When you are poor in the busy city, no one cares about you, but when you are rich in the mountains, you have distant relatives!

It was like this in the past, it is like this now, and it will probably be like this in the future.

However, Lingpingan became curious and asked: "What big shot has come out of our Jiangcheng City?"

"Then I don't know..." the driver said, "Maybe... maybe a descendant of a certain hero has been included in the recommended list of cabinet ministers after the election?"

"No wonder!" Lingpingan nodded.

Cabinet ministers…

That's a powerful man!

Even just being on the nomination list is a big deal.

It is completely understandable that the people below heard the news and started burning the cold stove in advance.

………………………………

Jiangcheng City Meritorious Personnel Cemetery.

A grand memorial ceremony is being held in front of the ‘Monument to the Meritorious Martyrs of the Federal Empire’ in the center of the cemetery.

Hundreds of officials, nobles and representatives of industry and commerce, all dressed in plain clothes, took off their hats and bowed their heads, faced the tall monument and paid silent tribute.

A retired old bachelor stood in front of the monument, holding a page of paper tremblingly and reciting a sacrificial inscription.

In his cadence of chanting.

Gun salutes roared.

Soldiers in neat clothes carried wreaths and presented them to the monument.

Then he bowed, turned and backed away.

He Rourou stood at the end of the crowd, her head lowered, wearing a plain white dress and a small white flower.

Even so, her brilliance is still difficult to conceal.

Even on such an occasion, there are still people who can't help but look back.

"Who is that?"

"I heard he's from the Lion City..."

"Srivijaya?"

"right……"

Amid these whispers, He Rourou remained motionless.

She knew that such an occasion was solemn.

Especially for someone like her, there is no room for error.

Because, just in front of the crowd, the general of the black-clad guard was also observing a solemn silence.

That's the real powerhouse.

Even from dozens of steps away, He Rourou could clearly feel the general's surging spiritual energy, which was as vast and deep as the sea.

Just feeling it, He Rourou seemed to be facing the mountains and looking up at the stars.

A feeling of elusiveness and elusiveness.

This is the strongest among the extraordinary beings in the world.

The general of the Black Guard.

One person can suppress a country's most powerful man!

Feeling his power, He Rourou sighed secretly in her heart: "It is indeed well-deserved!"

She has already come into contact with two Black Guard generals.

The Situ He last time made her feel like she was facing an abyss, unable to peep into it.

And this one is as vast as the ocean, immeasurable!

And this is just their normal state.

In a relaxed state.

Once you do it, go all out...

I am afraid that even if those divine consciousnesses try their best, they will not be able to defeat such humans.

Because they have stood on the dividing line between man and God.

"No wonder the black-clothed guards can restrain the hands of this huge country and the gods of the world, and make demons surrender..."

she sighed.

Lower your head deeply.

…………………………………………

The taxi soon arrived at the square in front of the cemetery.

Lingpingan pulled over and got off the bus, paid the fare with his mobile phone, then walked over with his pet and today's sacrifice in his arms.

The square was filled with all kinds of luxury cars.

Although I didn’t recognize any of Lingpingan’s cars, I couldn’t tell the difference between those fancy car logos.

But he knew that each of these luxury cars was probably a limited edition worth more than a few million yuan.

"Little Jiangcheng... there are so many rich people..." He shook his head and sighed.

Continuing forward, the parking lot in front of the cemetery is full of state vehicles.

Lingpingan walked to the door, took out his ID, and after verification, successfully entered the cemetery.

Along the road to pay homage to the old year, he successfully reached the tombs of his parents.

As usual, state staff have come to pay their respects this year.

In front of the tomb, there are burnt paper ashes.

Lingpingan put his pet on the path next to the tomb, then picked up a tool placed next to the tomb and cleaned it up.

Then, he sat in front of the tomb and looked at the blurred photos of his parents.

"Father...Mom..." He toasted the two old men with the wine he brought: "I'm here to see you again..."

"Today is the Winter Clothes Day. I'm worried that you don't have new clothes to wear or a new quilt to cover you down there..."

"I just brought some for the second elder..."

He picked up the paper bag, put it in front of the tomb, and said, "Did you see... inside are the latest fashionable couple's clothes and mandarin duck quilts!"

As he spoke, he picked up the lighter and lit the paper package.

Flames rose and smoke billowed.

Meow!

The kitten on the roadside meowed softly.

Lingpingan glanced at it, laughed, and then started chatting with his parents: "Second elders... I failed in business..."

"I haven't had a guest for a long time..."

"I'm writing a book... and my grades seem to be average..."

The last time I tested the water and pushed it down, the collection increased by less than 800 yuan.

This week, just run naked.

He understands that a website must be profitable.

He's used to it too.

Anyway, writing books is a hobby.

In front of his parents' mausoleum, he started chatting: "In two weeks, I have to go to the imperial capital..."

"The second elder also knows...I have prosopagnosia...I really can't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness..."

"But...the most unfilial of all is not having children!"

"If it doesn't work out, I might try to make do with it!"

There are many dissatisfactions in life.

This is true even for Li Taibai and Tao Yuanming, whom Lingpingan respected.

Mr. Taibai, in the Ming Dynasty, he was so cool that he had to work as a staff member. After all his money was gone, he often had to worry about his tight wallet.

Tao Yuanming did not give up for five pecks of rice. He wanted to escape to the Peach Blossom Land, find his own utopia, and write a farewell message when he returned, but in the end he had to face the reality of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

How can Lingpingan be an exception?

He is no exception.

He knew this very well.

After all, living in the secular world means being restricted by the secular world.

Fortunately, materialists never worry about these things, nor do they complain about these things.

Materialists will face these problems proactively and optimistically and find ways to solve them.

Lingpingan picked up the wine glass and offered another toast to the two elders: "Today is the Winter Clothes Festival. Let's put on new clothes and go out for a walk..."

"Um……"

"I've also prepared some date funds for the second elder!"

He picked up the stacks of banknotes from Tiandi Bank and lit them with a lighter.

The paper and pen burned slowly, and the breeze blew, making it burn more thoroughly.

After burning the banknotes, Lingpingan's mission is completed.

He doesn't believe in ghosts and gods.

Coming here to pay homage is purely the result of traditional and cultural influences.

Confucius said it well: Respect ghosts and gods and keep them at a distance.

Some things in this tradition are inferior when you are close to them, and disrespectful when you are far away.

It is necessary to maintain a moderate distance.

"Let's go!" Lingpingan greeted his pet.

The little guy immediately followed his master's footsteps.

Meow!

It ran forward happily.

Lingpingan laughed.

One person and one cat quickly walked out of the cemetery. When he went to the door, he looked and found that there was no car, so he took out his mobile phone and called an online taxi.

Holding his cat in his arms, he squatted quietly on a waiting seat in front of the parking lot and waited.

The waiting seats all have no backrests.

So, he gently leaned on the body of a listening car behind him.

His cat lay in his arms very sensibly and rubbed against his arms.

Seems a little afraid of the cold.

…………………………

Lu Bo took the key and walked out of the cemetery.

He let out a long breath.

"The old man asked me to come to a place like this to blow out the cold wind... I really don't know what to think..."

"I won't come again next time!"

There is nothing good about the memorial ceremony.

Everyone stood stupidly.

The only interesting thing was that there was a beautiful and cool woman in the memorial crowd.

Thinking of that woman, Lu Bo sighed.

"Damn it! Such a beautiful woman is actually a rich woman!" He became frustrated.

For him, this was undoubtedly bad news, because it meant that he might not even be able to touch it.

After all, he has learned to throw money at it over the years.

As for other skills?

I am sorry!

Thinking like this, he became angry inside.

Because he could imagine that such a woman would definitely fall into the hands of those dignitaries.

Thinking about that cold-eyed and tall woman actually being underneath someone else.

He became angry and had a bad temper.

"Mother! Mother! Mother!" He cursed and took out his car keys.

Push the button.

Dudu! Dudu!

A luxury car in front of the parking lot turned on its lights.

He walked over, opened the car door, and sat down in the driver's seat.

"Find a place to vent your anger!" He thought: "I heard that a group of red-haired ghost girls came to Qiuyuan Villa in the center of the city recently..."

"There seems to be a member of a run-down noble family among them..."

He licked his lips.

Qinlu's red-haired women were once considered common people's consumption in the empire's romantic market.

But in recent years, with the development of the animation and game industries, these women, who once few upper-class people were willing to patronize, have slowly become popular.

Thinking about this, he felt itchy, so he stepped on the accelerator.

boom!

The front of the car hit a waiting seat in front.

There seems to be another person sitting on that seat?

Lu Bo was slightly stunned. After thinking about it, he stopped the car.

After all, this is the cemetery of meritorious personnel, and there are countless cameras.

You can't run.

Not to mention a rich second generation like him.

Even the descendants of powerful nobles cannot run away.

It will definitely be bad if you run away!

It doesn't matter how much money you have, you just have to go to jail.

"What bad luck!" he complained.

All you can do is remove the key, open the door, and take out your wallet at the same time.

Fortunately, he has money, a lot of money!

This is a good thing!

In particular, he had seen that the man who had been hit by his car had stood up.

He seemed to be fine, just a little dusty.

Lu Bo laughed.

"Poor!" he said in his heart.

The total amount of clothes and pants that that man wore was worth two hundred yuan. Even the reward he casually gave to Mr. Turtle in Fengyuechang was more than that.

But he still showed a false smile on his face.

If anything, the three hundred years of the Federal Empire have taught these young men a lesson.

Then, this matter must be - something that can be solved with money, it is best not to think of other ideas.

So, he walked over.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

The other party raised his head, looked at Lu Bo, and shook his head: "It's nothing..."

"But..." he said, "be careful when driving!"

"Pay attention to public safety!"

Lu Bo frowned as he listened.

Grass!

Are you actually showing off in front of me?

He took out his wallet, pulled out a stack of hundred-dollar bills, and threw them over.

One by one, the banknotes were thrown directly at the other party.

"Are you told to show off?" Lu Bo thought, "Kneel down for me!"

He liked this scene very much.

I like to watch other people kneel down in front of money and pick up the bills one by one.

That makes him feel superior!

And this person...

This young man is certainly no exception!

After all, his handful of banknotes amounted to thousands!

Is that a month's salary for him?

However, this small amount of money was only enough for him to pour a glass of wine for a beautiful woman in Fengyuechang.

This is the gap!

The status gap!

The difference in life!

It is an absolute resource gap!

So, Lu Bo raised his lips slightly and said with a smile: "Pick it up!"

"This is the compensation I give you..."

He likes it.

This gives him pleasure!

There is nothing that makes him happier than throwing money at people.

The other party didn't seem to understand.

He frowned, patted the dust on his body, and asked: "Your Excellency..."

"Have you ever heard of a saying..."

"A gentleman will not eat what he comes to complain about!"

He is very serious.

Lu Bo laughed: "Hey! Are you still a gentleman?"

"But are you... worthy of a 'gentleman'?"

"A pauper has no right to be a gentleman!"

This is a fact!

A fact from time immemorial!

A gentleman is like cutting, discussing, plowing, and grinding.

That is beautiful jade!

When did common people and hardworking people become worthy of being called ‘gentlemen’?

Those who can be called gentlemen, whether in ancient times or now, are those who are rich in knowledge, rich in wealth, hold the power of the world, and lie drunk on the knees of beautiful women!

That kind of person is called a gentleman!

As for the person in front of me...

Cheap clothes, cheap glasses, cheap shoes, cheap shorts...

Um……

That cat in my arms might be worth something!

cat?

He laughed.

"Sell me your cat!"

He took out his checkbook: "You can make whatever price you want!"

He wants to use his money skills to make this poor man understand what luxury means.

Wait until he gives in, kneels down, and is defeated by the power of money, and then takes away his hope.