Please show your spirit to our ancestors
Chapter 4 Thank you for the gift of nature
Chapter 4 Thank you for the gift of nature
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Wang Qianqian’s eyes were as big as copper bells, and her face was full of disbelief.
Is this... picking up money?
Why is that?
Why wasn’t it Wang Qianqian who picked up the money?
She was clearly the one who came here first, so why didn’t she see the storage bag in the bushes?
She felt like she was struck by lightning and began to doubt her life.
"What good luck." Chen Jingyun's brows relaxed, and he looked energetic and radiant.
Anyone who picked up a large sum of money would be happy.
Thank nature for its gifts.
He stuffed the storage bag into his arms and prepared to step onto the spiritual leaves and leave.
But unexpectedly, someone pulled his sleeve.
Chen Jingyun stared at Wang Qianqian with a little vigilance: "What? Miss Qianqian still wants to rob?"
He wasn't afraid at all.
This is the mountain behind Qingyu Cliff. He only needs to send out a distress talisman and the elders in his family will arrive quickly and turn the robbers into ashes.
All kinds of grievances surged into Wang Qianqian's heart, and she burst into tears.
She cried so miserably, but it was much more sincere than when she was wailing for Patriarch Xuan Mo.
"This is the spiritual stone I picked up."
Chen Jingyun remained unmoved and pulled Wang Qianqian's fingers apart with a cold face.
He stepped on the spiritual leaves and flew towards the main house, leaving Wang Qianqian alone to continue crying.
Just kidding, although the Chen family is wealthy, their expenses are also high.
Especially because of his fourth grandfather Chen Ningzhuo's efforts to establish his foundation, the family's resources were even more limited.
One hundred spirit stones is not a small amount. How could Chen Jingyun invest in projects recklessly and let the money go to waste?
This scene made Chen Xuanmo feel both relieved and angry.
His great-grandson has a clear mind and won't be easily fooled.
But with such a cold and heartless attitude towards the girl, I'm afraid this marriage will be ruined.
Chen Xuanmo smiled and shook his head, then flew back to the main house with his hands behind his back. However, he no longer paid attention to Jing Yun, but strolled around.
The main house covers a large area, but the buildings are not densely packed. The courtyards are basically separated by a distance and green plants, making them quite independent of each other.
This is not surprising.
The Chen family has only been established in Cangyi Wei for a few decades, and the population is only a few dozen people. However, when Chen Xuanmo built the main house, he was aiming for many descendants. The main house naturally had to be large enough, otherwise it would not be enough to live in after a few or dozens of generations.
Chen Xuanmo strolled around casually, without any particular goal, just to see the children at home.
After a while, the family meeting in the ancestral hall was probably over, and the men of the second and third generations left the hall one after another and went about their own business.
As a family that had established a foundation, the Chen family of Cangyi had many businesses under its name. The men of the second and third generations, as the backbone of the family, were already capable of taking charge on their own and were naturally very busy on weekdays.
If it weren't for such a major event as his death, it would be difficult to get everyone together.
Chen Xuanmo was strolling aimlessly.
suddenly.
A family general who was passing by hurriedly caught Chen Xuanmo's attention.
Judging from the direction, he is going towards his study.
Oh, no, this is the study room of the eldest son Chen Ningtai.
Chen Xuanmo followed subconsciously.
It turned out that the family general came to deliver a letter.
The letters came from the market town. There were two of them, one from the [Nanyue Zhao Family] and the other from the [Lingbei Zheng Family]. The content was very simple. The two family heads invited Chen Ningtai to meet in the market town to discuss the redistribution of the market town’s income.
Chen Xuanmo sighed.
Although he had expected this section to come, he never expected that this day would come so soon.
Chen Ningtai's expression was also very solemn.
Fortunately, he had anticipated this situation and naturally made corresponding preparations.
Soon, he sent someone to call his second son Chen Daoyuan and asked him to set off for the market the next day to be responsible for the preliminary negotiations.
It would be best if we could work out a suitable distribution plan, but if that's not possible, try to delay it.
This is also the usual procedure for the immortal cultivation families to discuss important matters.
After all, Chen Ningtai is the head of the family. Once he shows up, the matter will basically be finalized. If his son shows up, there will be a lot more buffer space.
When Chen Xuanmo was around, Chen Ningtai was often responsible for such matters, but now it is his son's turn.
As for why it was the second son Chen Daoyuan and not the eldest son Chen Daoling, it was naturally because Chen Daoyuan was in charge of the market town and was more familiar with the affairs in this area.
……
While the elders were busy discussing countermeasures, Chen Jingyun returned to the Chen family's main residence and walked straight to his own yard.
The Chen family has a clan rule that when a child is young, he or she can live in the same courtyard with his or her parents, but when he or she turns fourteen, he or she will be allocated a separate courtyard to live on his or her own.
Chen Jingyun is nineteen years old and has been living alone for five years.
He walked all the way to the center of the main house and saw a majestic pavilion standing there. Its green glazed tiles shone brightly in the sun, which was extremely dazzling.
This building, named Mingdao Building, is the location of the Chen clan school, Mingdao Academy. According to clan rules, all children between the ages of eight and sixteen must gather here.
Study diligently, practice hard, cultivate your temperament, and clarify your mind.
Although Chen Jingyun had graduated three years ago, every time he passed by Mingdao Academy, he would involuntarily lower his head and quicken his pace, so as to avoid being seen by the professors and being called over to be scolded.
But the more you don’t want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen.
As Chen Jingyun hurried past, a majestic voice sounded in his ears: "Jingyun boy, stop."
He paused, standing stiffly on the spot, turned around, and saw the school professor Chen Daoan, standing in front of the Mingdao Building with his hands behind his back, looking at him with an appraising gaze.
Next to Chen Daoan was a boy and a girl.
The boy is Chen Jinghuan of the Jing generation, ranking eleventh in the Jing generation.
He is Chen Jingyun's biological brother, and is only eight years old. He has a handsome appearance, but the look he gives Chen Jingyun is filled with gloating.
The girl looked to be about ten years old, with a delicate and pretty face. She was a beauty at such a young age.
She huddled behind Chen Jinghuan, looking somewhat uneasy, but she couldn't help but secretly glance at Chen Jingyun out of curiosity.
At this time.
Chen Jingyun no longer looked like the calm and composed young master from a noble family in front of Wang Qianqian. He looked a little nervous and forced himself to smile ingratiatingly: "Hello, Second Uncle."
His second uncle, Chen Daoan, was the son of Chen Ninghui, the third branch of the Chen family.
Chen Ninghui had a battle with someone in his early years and died in his thirties, leaving behind his only son, Chen Daoan.
In order to preserve the only bloodline of the third branch, the family has never let Chen Daoan get involved in dangerous tasks, and even arranged a marriage for him early on to ensure the continuation of the third branch's family line.
As a result, Chen Daoan took on the position of "Professor" of Chen's School, and devoted himself to cultivating the younger generation of the clan.
Although Chen Daoan now looks middle-aged, he is actually nearly sixty years old. He has reached the seventh level of Qi Refining and entered the third of the three realms of Qi Refining - [Qi Fu Realm].
In the entire Chen family, his cultivation ranks among the top five.
"Hmph!" The middle-aged Chen Daoan's face darkened slightly, and he began to scold, "Jingyun, you are the second son of the eldest son's family, and you have four spiritual roots. You are the future pillar of our Chen family. Don't learn from those playboys. You will delay your own cultivation and tarnish the reputation of the Chen family."
Chen Jingyun's heart skipped a beat and he exclaimed, "Wow!"
He went to the back mountain to meet Wang Qianqian, and the news reached the ears of his elders so quickly.
I will definitely teach those two servants a lesson later.
However, facing the reprimand from his elders, Chen Jingyun could only say submissively: "Second uncle taught me a lesson, Jingyun will remember it in his heart."
Chen Daoan was strict in his academic research and attached great importance to rules.
During the eight years that Chen Jingyun spent at Mingdao Academy, he was often punished with a ruler and scolded.
Chen Daoan's expression eased a little then, and he gave him a few more words of advice, asking him to set a good example for his younger brothers and sisters, then he waved his hand to let him go.
But Chen Jingyun did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked at his younger brother Chen Jinghuan who was laughing secretly, frowned slightly and said, "Jinghuan, you are also the second son of the eldest son's family, and you also have the qualifications of four spiritual roots. You are the future pillar of the family."
"Now that you are eight years old and have entered school, you are no longer a child. From now on, don't pester your mother to feed you every time you eat."
Chen Jinghuan's childish smile froze and he quickly became panicked.
The pretty little girl next to him covered her mouth and stared at him in disbelief with her bright eyes.
As for the second uncle, Professor Chen Daoan, his brows were twisted into a shape of a "川" character, and his eyes were instantly stern: "Huan'er, follow me in."
Chen Jinghuan's face turned pale with panic: "Second Uncle, no, Professor, please listen to my explanation, I..."
Before he could finish his words, Chen Daoan grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the school, his short legs kicking helplessly in the air.
The pretty little girl also followed into the school with hurried steps.
Chen Jingyun smiled and waved goodbye to his brother. On his way out, he remembered the origin of the beautiful little girl.
Her name seemed to be Yang Yu. When great-grandfather passed away a few days ago, she came to pay her respects with Old Lady Yang from the affiliated small family [Lingyao Villa]. Logically, she should have gone back by now.
But now he is staying in the Chen family to attend the clan school and goes in and out with Jing Huan?
Could it be that she was planning to be a child bride for Jing Huan?
Chen Jingyun smiled. Fortunately, the girl was not his age, otherwise...
Tsk tsk.
You will enter the grave of marriage early.
He shook his head, ignored it and went straight back to his own courtyard.
His private courtyard is located in the northeast corner of the main house, on the path of the family's spiritual vein, and is an excellent treasure land.
There are three characters "Shiyunju" engraved on the lintel of the courtyard gate in vigorous and flamboyant characters. It was written by his great-grandfather Chen Xuanmo himself, hoping that his great-grandson would always have good luck on his path of cultivating immortals.
Chen Jingyun walked into the yard quickly and shouted, "Xishun, Fubao, you two bastards..."
He stopped talking abruptly, his heart trembling violently.
In the yard, there was a burly middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back, staring at him sternly.
The two clever servants, Xishun and Fubao, stood by with their hands tied, their faces pale with fear and their thighs trembling slightly.
"father!"
Chen Jingyun's legs also went weak, his face turned pale, and he could hardly stand steadily.
This person is none other than Chen Xuanmo’s eldest grandson, Chen Daoling.
He is also Chen Jingyun's biological father.
……
(End of this chapter)
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