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House of Ministers of the Household Department.

Hu Bufan has never practiced martial arts. He was born as a human being, and he used to look down on warriors. Just like the tradition in ancient times, people with the eyes of martial arts are poor scholars who are constantly falling down, while those with the eyes of humans are vulgar and reckless. husband.

Wu has always looked down on each other since ancient times, and Hu Bufan naturally disdains warriors in his bones.

If it weren't for the serious decline in some body functions as he got older, he might never be able to pick up a sword.

He took the sword, really not for self-defense.

It's not something shameful that people are romantic, and even people who hang out in romantic places are considered romantic and elegant. When Hu Bufan was young, he was intoxicated in the flower streets and willow lanes, and he claimed to be romantic. Treat yourself badly, now besides the main wife, there are even five concubines, and the fifth concubine has only been in the family for more than a year, and the house maids are like clouds, all of them are juicy, let him play with them.

Maybe it's because he has indulged too much since he was young. Hu Bufan's health is very bad now, especially when it comes to intercourse. Hu Bufan was so sad that he couldn't bear it, so he used spring medicine to forcibly stimulate the body's ability, in order to achieve a temporary speed, but no matter how good the sex medicine is, it will bring side effects afterwards, which was also something that troubled Hu Bufan for a time.

He also understands that if he blindly uses drugs to support himself, he will probably die from this. He is only in his early fifties now, and he consciously still has a lot of time to live. Ways to take care of your body.

The Taoist priests of Sitiantai would often go to the Ministry of Households to urge various monastic money. Hu Bufan knew a few Taoist priests well, so naturally he had to ask for advice in private. A Taoist priest came up with an idea. Breathing and cultivating Qi for half an hour, if possible, if there is moonlight, dance swords in the dead of night in the dead of night, to strengthen your body, and secondly, in the middle of the night, the aura of moonlight is the most abundant. Dancing swords is of great benefit to the cultivation of the human body.

Hu Bufan was skeptical, but he has persisted for nearly a year now, but it really has some effect, at least now every now and then, without using medicine, he can still use his weapons on the woman's snow-white body.

With this effect, Hu Bufan persisted. As long as there is a moon, he will be able to dance swords.

Not many people know about this, but Lang Wuxu has always been his confidant, and he is very clear about Hu Bufan's habit.

There is a moon tonight.

In the night sky, a crescent moon looks like a hook. Hu Bufan is holding a sword in his hand, and he is dressed in a light white outfit.

A servant in Tsing Yi came to the courtyard in a hurry and saw Hu Bufan dancing his sword from a distance. He didn't dare to approach him, but stood far away. After several gestures, Hu Bufan slowly retracted his sword. Hu Bufan reached out to take the hot towel, wiped his forehead, put down his long sword, took the tea handed over, and cleaned his mouth. Then the servant in Tsing Yi approached and bowed.

"What's going on?" Hu Bufan handed over the teacup. This servant in Tsing Yi is his confidant. When practicing, ordinary people are naturally not allowed to disturb him, but if there are any special circumstances, this person can come and report.

The servant in Tsing Yi took two steps forward and said respectfully: "Master, there is a letter!"

"Oh?" Hu Bufan was calm and relaxed. He would receive a lot of letters every day, most of which were letters from local officials in various places in Daqin. Zhang Shi sat down on the bench and asked, "Where did you get the letter from?"

The servant reported: "Someone sent this letter to the mansion just now, saying that this letter is very urgent and must be sent to the master immediately, otherwise something big will happen!"

"What a big deal?" Hu Bufan frowned, took the letter, and asked, "What does that person look like? Who sent him?"

"He's just an ordinary person." The servant said, "He delivered the letter, but he didn't say what the origin was. He was about to leave, but I kept a little mind in mind. I was afraid that the origin of the person was unknown, so I asked someone to take him away first." Hold on tight, don't let go."

Hu Bufan nodded and said: "That's very well done." Looking at the envelope, there were five characters "Hu Bufan's personal letter" written on it. These five characters are very square, and such handwriting can be written by sellers on the street. , unremarkable, and it is impossible to tell who wrote it from the handwriting.

Hu Bufan frowned slightly, took out the letter, glanced at it twice, his expression changed drastically, he stood up abruptly, like a rabbit bitten by a snake, his eyes showed panic in an instant.

Seeing this, the servant felt strange, and asked cautiously, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Not good!" Hu Bufan's face was pale, terrified and said: "Catch the person who delivered the letter, and don't let him escape." Without saying a word, he held the letter tightly, walked away impatiently.

The servant listened to Hu Bufan's order and knew the seriousness of the matter, so he rushed to the gate of the mansion. Hu Bufan was terrified, and walked through the courtyard, anxiously shuttling through the mansion. Deep, curved bridges and corridors, flowing water rockeries, carved beams and painted buildings, there is nowhere to be seen exquisite and gorgeous, with cornices and corners, black tiles and white walls.

Hu Bufan walked very fast, his expression panicked, sweat was already profuse on his forehead, he even shook a little when he walked, but he didn't dare to stop, the letter had been crumpled up by him, pinched in the palm of his hand. It was also deep in sweat, soaking the letter, wherever it passed, the servants who were still on duty at night were a little surprised, the master is calm and composed in the mansion on weekdays, and it is rare to see him so distraught.

Passing by along the way, several servants were obviously worried about what happened, and they all followed behind. Hu Bufan didn't care who was behind him, and walked all the way, turning east and west. Fortunately, he is the owner of this mansion and is familiar with it. Incomparably, if you were a stranger, you would be dizzy if you turned eastward and westward. You don’t know how many corridors you turned, how many courtyards you passed, and a small white marble bridge, until you arrived outside a quiet courtyard. Next to the yard is a small pond, with green willows growing beside the pond, the yard is not big, surrounded by red walls, living alone in a corner of the huge Shangshu Mansion, it looks very quiet.

Hu Bufan walked to the gate of the courtyard, and there was a big copper lock on the gate, and the lock was tight. Then he remembered that he did not bring the key with him, and he slapped his forehead, maybe he was really too eager, and kicked the gate It's a pity that the gate is thick and tight. When he kicked it, the gate did not move at all.

"Come on, open the door!" Hu Bufan shouted.

Behind him were seven or eight house servants, all in green clothes and blue hats. Under the moonlight, there were figures flashing. Two people rushed forward and kicked towards the gate together. The kick moved, but it couldn't be kicked away at all.

Hu Bufan stomped his feet anxiously. At this moment, he saw a servant in Tsing Yi running to the wall and squatting down. Hu Bufan also understood the meaning. He opened the door, but in a hurry, he had no choice but to climb over the wall and enter.

He was really anxious at this time, but fortunately the red wall was not too high, he walked over a few steps, stepped on the back of the man and climbed up the wall, the man sent Hu Bufan to the top of the wall, and then he quickly climbed up to the top of the wall. Wall, first jumped off the top of the wall and entered, and then carefully picked up Hu Bufan from the inner wall. After Hu Bufan landed, he immediately went to the main hall of the courtyard. Come on!"

The servant lowered his head and agreed.

Then Hu Bufan walked quickly to the main room in the yard, but fortunately it was not locked here, he pushed the door open, and entered the door, the inside was dark, but Hu Bufan was obviously very familiar with this place, so he quickly lit the door. The sesame oil lamp immediately lit up inside.

There are quite a few memorial tablets in the center of the room, but it turned out to be the small ancestral hall where Hu Bufan enshrined the memorial tablets of his ancestors, the inside was deserted, and the surroundings were deadly silent.

There are three rows of spiritual tablets from top to bottom, and there are more than a dozen tablets. It seems that Hu Bufan enshrined all the ancestors he knew on the tablets and enshrined them here. Naturally, no one would dare to come to such a place easily, let alone anyone. willing to come.

The inside of the small ancestral hall was gloomy, Hu Bufan looked around, his expression was a little nervous, he walked slowly to the spiritual tablet, held one of the spiritual tablets with one hand, then turned around to the left, and then reached another On the side of a spirit tablet, I stretched out my hand and rotated it to the right. Just as I turned it to the end, I heard a "click", and a piece of the spirit tablet sank suddenly, as if it had sunk in.

Hu Bufan looked dignified, his feet were filled with lead, and he walked over nervously, only to see a black hole, the size of a fist, where the spirit card sank. Hu Bufan turned his head, and there was silence outside, so he took a deep breath. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, stretched his hand into the hole with extreme nervousness, and poked it in. Soon, the tense expression on his face slowly eased, he pulled his hand violently, and took out a book that was not thick but Not a thin ledger.

Hu Bufan put the book next to the sesame oil lamp, flipped through a few pages, and the last trace of nervousness and panic on his face disappeared. With a sneer, he put the book on the table, and unfolded the book that was already soaked in sweat in his palm. The paper ball read softly: "Wen Jun has a copy of the red and silver book, borrow it for a look, and return it in five days!" Sneered: "It's really nonsense, the red and silver book is kept here, it is extremely secretive, no one is there. I know, I will see who can steal it. I will borrow it... I will borrow it. It is related to my life, and you can't borrow it even if you want to. Is it possible that I will lend you my life?" At this time, it was confirmed that what was said in the letter was all nonsense, and he was relieved that the red silver book hadn't disappeared here.

Suddenly, Hu Bufan felt that something was wrong, he was a little confused for a while, and frowned, but soon remembered that this red and silver book is an extremely secret thing, how could someone write such a letter?Who knew the existence of the Red Silver Book and made such a big joke?

"Not good!" Hu Bufan's mind was not yet stupid enough, he suddenly realized something, and his expression changed drastically again.