Under One Person: The layout of the Qing Dynasty has been exposed

After hearing this, Zhang Chulan was somewhat helpless.

These days, even magic weapons look down on people.

The armored guard on the side, however, smiled and approached Zhuge Shenji on Feng Baobao's wrist.

"I am different. I can move even without true qi."

Zhuge Shenji shouted immediately.

"You ugly thing, go away!"

Feng Baobao also covered her bracelet when she saw this.

"Go away, go away!"

The armored guard immediately stood there awkwardly when he saw this.

Zhang Chulan asked:

"Old iron, do you have any ability to transform? You can also transform a bracelet for me to wear."

The armored guard was aggrieved.

"No, the master didn't give me this ability when he refined me."

Zhang Chulan spread his hands.

"In this case, I can only do nothing to help."

"Continue to sleep on the devouring capsule tomorrow."

...

Early the next morning, Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao checked out of the room and headed straight to Chinatown at the southern end of Manhattan.

The Chinese characteristics preserved in the Chinatown of the United States are more abundant than those in the Dragon Country.

Various traditional handicrafts and souvenirs are displayed around.

The two of them saw something new along the way.

Following the guidance of the fourth brother when he came, Zhang Chulan found a shop selling kites, a person named Zhang Juan.

Zhang Juan is a fat middle-aged aunt, who looks smart and capable.

She also knew the purpose of the two people's visit.

"It's not so easy for you to see Mr. Tang. I heard that he just came back from North America recently and is resting."

Zhang Chulan was a little anxious.

"Then how can we see him?"

Zhang Juan glanced at Zhang Chulan.

"Since we are both surnamed Zhang, I will bring you a message. If you can't do it, you have to leave."

Seeing Zhang Juan say this, Zhang Chulan quickly thought in his mind.

"Just say that Su Zhiwei's disciple came to see him."

Zhang Juan nodded.

"That's it, right? Nothing else?"

"Yes, nothing else."

"Okay, wait in my shop first. If there are customers, you can help me greet them. The prices of the kites are marked there."

Zhang Chulan nodded quickly.

"Don't worry, Sister Juan."

Zhang Juan was a little happy.

"You are so sweet, I can be your mother at my age."

After saying that, Zhang Juan walked away.

After Zhang Juan left, Zhang Chulan sat on the recliner at the door.

Feng Baobao was staring at the kites with Chinese characteristics.

Zhang Chulan and his friends waited from morning to three o'clock in the afternoon.

During this time, Zhang Chulan even took a nap.

At this moment, Feng Baobao suddenly patted Zhang Chulan.

"Zhang Chulan, Zhang Chulan!"

"Someone is coming over there."

Zhang Chulan, who was half asleep, opened his eyes and saw Zhang Juan walking towards this side at the end of the street with an old man in a Tang suit.

The old man was surrounded by bodyguards in suits.

The vendors around him also stopped to watch, not knowing what was going on.

Facing this scene, Zhang Chulan rubbed his eyes.

"What's going on?"

Then, Zhang Chulan stood up from the recliner and went straight to Zhang Juan.

Not long after.

Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao came to Zhang Juan.

The old man looked at Zhang Chulan excitedly.

"Little friend, you just told Juan that you are Su Zhiwei's disciple. Is this true?"

Zhang Chulan looked at the old man in front of him and felt a little nervous.

Could this be Tang Jian?

He doesn't look like an old man over 150 years old.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan nodded.

"Yes, my master is now the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain. He just found out about his life story some time ago, so I came to the United States to perform a mission this time, and I came to take a look."

"My master wants to know whether his mother is still alive."

"Really!"

Tang Jian burst into tears when he heard this.

"Finally I found the son of the eldest brother."

"Now I can finally rest assured."

Tang Jian's wrinkled and spotted hand held Zhang Chulan's wrist.

"Tell me the address, I want to go there in person!"

"Meet the son of the eldest brother!"

Looking at Tang Jian who could ascend to heaven at any time, Zhang Chulan felt a little nervous. Don't get too excited.

If so, he would be guilty.

"Grandpa, don't get too excited."

"My master has been staying in Longhu Mountain and can go there at any time."

Hearing Zhang Chulan's words, Tang Jian also nodded.

"Yeah, I'm excited."

"Juan, prepare a quiet room for us."

"Okay, Master Tang."

After that, Zhang Juan led the two to her backyard.

In a quiet room.

Zhang Juan brought Tang Jian and Zhang Chulan here.

"Master Tang, you guys chat, I'm leaving first."

Zhang Juan closed the door, leaving only Zhang Chulan and the other two.

Tang Jian looked at Zhang Chulan with some excitement.

"Did your master make any requests this time? You know, our entire Tang Group can be said to belong to your master."

"This time I went to Longhu Mountain in Longguo, and I also wanted to transfer all the company's shares to your master."

Hearing Tang Jian say this, Zhang Chulan waved his hands repeatedly.

"Grandpa Tang, it's not like that."

"My master asked me to come here just to ask if his mother and father are still alive."

Hearing Zhang Chulan's words.

Tang Jian shook his head.

"I don't know about this."

"Because the boss took my two cousins ​​away and never came back."

Hearing this.

Zhang Chulan couldn't help but get curious.

"What year was that?"

After hearing this, Tang Jian's turbid eyes kept flashing, and he recalled carefully.

"It should be 1947."

"He came very suddenly, and left very suddenly, as if there was something particularly urgent."

"He didn't even stay for an hour in the middle, and left with my two cousins."

"It's been more than 80 years, and there is no news at all."

Hearing that the owner of the notebook disappeared in 1947, Zhang Chulan couldn't figure it out.

After all, I have never heard of the diary of the owner of the notebook in 1947.

"In that case, we will not bother you, Mr. Tang."

"We have to go back to China next."

After learning the information he wanted to know, Zhang Chulan did not want to stay, and said goodbye to Tang Jian.

Tang Jian saw that Zhang Chulan was leaving and did not stop him.

"In that case, you don't have to buy tickets, take my private plane, and go to Longguo together!"

"And after so many years, there are some places I want to go back to see."

"When people get old, they just want to return to their roots."

Hearing that Tang Jian wanted to take them on a private plane, Zhang Chulan was a little surprised but did not refuse.

"Okay, then I'll bother you, Mr. Tang."

"I just don't know if you will fly directly to Xijiang Province next."

Tang Jian waved his hand.

"Just fly to Xijiang Province, near Longhu Mountain."

"Don't worry, I have the procedures."

"I never thought that my cousin would be the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain. That was a position that many people could not ask for."

"Let's set off now without delay!"

...

It was already 2 a.m. when we arrived at Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Chulan couldn't help but sigh in his heart as he looked at the Longhu Mountain Taoist Temple above his head.

I have to say.

Old man Tang Jian is a bit of a man. No matter where he passed, it can be said that he had a smooth journey.

After learning about this, the old Heavenly Master also took his two disciples to guard the mountain gate.

When Tang Jian met the old Heavenly Master.

Tang Jian felt the familiar breath from the old Heavenly Master.

"Yes, yes."

"It's the blood of the boss."

Tang Jian said and carefully came to the old Heavenly Master.

"Zhiwei, I'm your uncle."

The two disciples behind the old Heavenly Master looked unbelievable.

What?

What's going on?

When did my master have an uncle?

The old Taoist priest nodded at this moment.

After thinking for a moment, he still shouted.

"Uncle."

Tang Jian was very excited.

"Good boy, good boy."

Hearing the old Taoist priest being called a good boy, Zhang Chulan and the two Taoist priests also looked at a loss.

I don't know whether I should be here or not in this scene.

The old Taoist priest looked at the excited Tang Jian, and then said:

"It's cool here, let's go to the house on the mountain first."

"Okay!"

...

Outside the Taoist priest's mansion.

Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao are standing here at this moment, and standing with them are the bodyguards who came with Tang Jian.

The Qi of these bodyguards is very oppressive to Zhang Chulan.

At least they are master-level extraordinary strongmen.

At this time, Tang Jian and the old Taoist priest have been talking inside for more than two hours. After learning about it, Tian Jinzhong also entered.

They stood here and occasionally heard Tang Jian's excited voice from inside.

But it was quiet soon.

Just when Zhang Chulan was drowsy, the door of the Tianshi Mansion slowly opened.

The old Tianshi, Tian Jinzhong, and Tang Jian were all standing there.

Tang Jian sighed helplessly at this moment.

"Zhiwei, this is your choice, I don't blame you."

"I should also go to see my hometown."

After saying that, Tang Jian left surrounded by bodyguards.

Looking at Tang Jian who was leaving, Zhang Chulan was a little curious.

I didn't understand what they talked about.

At this time, Tian Jinzhong called Zhang Chulan.

"Chu Lan, come here."

Zhang Chulan hurried over after hearing it.

"What's wrong, Master Tian?"

Tian Jinzhong glanced at the old Tianshi, and then looked at Zhang Chulan.

"Chu Lan, just now that old man Tang said that he wanted to transfer all the shares of his industry to my senior brother, but my senior brother did not agree."

"But he hopes that you can get 10% of the shares of the Tang Group, so that he can make up for some of his guilt towards Huaiyi."

"Ah me?"

Zhang Chulan was a little surprised.

"Can I do it?"

The old Taoist snorted.

"If I say yes, it's okay."

"You can't refuse this. It won't be long before you have those shares in your name."

"If you can find the notes again in the future, call me."

"Don't forget it."

"Yes, Master, Chu Lan will keep it in mind!"

After hearing this, Zhang Chu Lan had no choice.

He had to agree.

OK.

He accidentally became a millionaire.

Feng Baobao on the side looked at Zhang Chu Lan curiously.

"Zhang Chu Lan, are you rich now?"

Zhang Chu Lan nodded helplessly.

"Yes, I am rich, and not just ordinary rich."

But Feng Baobao didn't look very happy.

"Then if you are rich, will you not work in the company?"

Zhang Chu Lan shook his head hurriedly after hearing this.

"Of course not, I want to work in the company for the rest of my life!"

"Oh, that's good!"