Chapter 171 Believe It or Not
Looking at the newly popped up system page, Lu Sen frowned.
Isn't it the Fusang tree? Its real name is the World Tree?
He looked at the information on the page carefully again and found that there was not much on it.
That is the current status of the seedling called the World Tree.
For example, hunger, fertilizer, light value and so on.
It seems that there is no difference from the ordinary game planting system.
But Lu Sen still found a strange number.
Intimacy: 1
Intimacy, in other words, does this world tree, or the Fusang tree, really have consciousness ?
Lu Sen walked to the world sapling and squatted down to take a look.
Normally, tree saplings should be light green, but the saplings of this world tree are light gold.
Lu Sen was a little confused. He remembered clearly that when he was on Fuso Island about three days ago, the hibiscus trees he saw also had green leaves.
How come the leaves of this sapling turned light gold?
Are the colors different when they are young saplings?
Lu Sen can only think so for now.
At this time, Zhao Bilian came over, crossed her arms, and said coquettishly: "Sir, I want to go for a walk on the street, can you accompany me?"
With Xiangyu full of arms, Lu Sen asked in a somewhat strange tone: "Aren't Jinhua and Mei'er going with you?"
Zhao Bilian shook her head and said helplessly: "They said they would practice hard to give birth to a baby for you."
When Lu Sen heard this, he found it a little funny, but when he thought about how women of this era took this very seriously, he couldn't quite laugh.
"Then why don't you practice magic?" Lu Sen asked jokingly, "Don't you want to help me have a baby?"
"Of course I do." Zhao Bilian happily rubbed her face against Lu Sen's shoulder: "But now I finally have a chance to be alone with you, so I might as well take a break."
I have to say, although Zhao Bilian is not as pretty as Mei'er and Jinhua, her unpretentious "tea spirit" is actually quite attractive.
Almost all straight men like this.
Including Lu Sen.
"Well, let's go out for a walk together."
Zhao Bilian jumped up happily and kissed Lu Sen on the face: "My lord, you are the best."
Because they were going shopping, neither of them drove the flying vehicle out, after all, that would be too conspicuous.
Although Hangzhou is cold in winter, Lu Sen and Zhao Bilian both have some "supernatural powers" in their bodies, so they don't feel anything.
Zhao Bilian is different from Yang Jinhua. She prefers to eat and have fun when shopping, while Yang Jinhua prefers to look at fabrics and rouge, and Pang Meir likes to look at rare and exotic objects.
So when he was with Zhao Bilian, Lu Sen didn't feel that shopping was so tiring because he could eat, drink, stop and walk.
They also took some time to visit the Bitian Pavilion. After Yaoyao and Kunkun synthesized enough giant rice seeds every day, they would rest.
Although there were people who occasionally tried to approach them, the power that secretly protected the two of them kept all prying eyes and malicious intent out.
Besides, the identity of Master Lu's disciple also makes many "big shots" fearful.
The more important a person is and the more profound his background is, the more he will think twice before doing anything.
Seeing that his two apprentices were working very seriously, Lu Sen nodded with satisfaction and continued shopping with Zhao Bilian.
But this time he didn't hang around for long before he was stopped by someone.
The two strong men clasped their fists together, and one of them whispered, "Master Lu, my prince wants to see you. Please meet him. He has something important to discuss."
Lu Sen's family generals were also collecting intelligence about the surrounding area. According to the information they fed back, there seemed to be something wrong with the way the King of Xiangyang did things.
There seems to be some counter-intention.
Lu Sen didn't want to have anything to do with such a person, so he said, "Please tell the King of Xiangyang that I have something to deal with. When I am free, I will visit you."
The two men looked somewhat embarrassed.
But at this moment, someone suddenly poked his head out from the second floor of the restaurant on Lu Sen's right hand side and shouted, "It's better to do it today than to wait for a day. My friend, why don't you come up and have a chat?"
Lu Sen looked up and found that the man was none other than the King of Xiangyang.
The other person was lying on the railing on the second floor, laughing happily.
He didn't call Lu Sen's name directly because he didn't want too many people to notice the two of them.
Otherwise, if one just casually shouted "Master Lu", it would definitely cause a sensation with so many people passing by on the street.
Lu Sen sighed and said to Zhao Bilian, "It seems that I can't continue to hang out with you. Come up with me."
Zhao Bilian smiled and said, "It's okay. Anyway, the master has been with me for so long. Now it's my turn to accompany the master."
After saying that, she stood beside Lu Sen, looking well-behaved.
Although Zhao Bilian had almost no scheming, she had known Yang Jinhua and Pang Meir for such a long time, and under their guidance, she knew when to save face for her husband.
The two went up to the second floor and entered a side room.
There were only Prince Xiangyang and a young man in the wing room... It's not quite right to call them young men, they were about fourteen years old, neither too old nor too young.
As soon as Lu Sen entered the room, he clasped his fists and smiled, "I didn't expect to meet the King of Xiangyang here by chance. It's really fate."
In fact, Lu Sen knew very well that he was being watched by King Xiangyang's men as soon as he entered the city. They guessed and monitored the two's movements and estimated their approximate wandering routes. King Xiangyang arrived here earlier and created an "encounter" situation.
It's not that I don't want to say it, but the other party is thoughtful.
This is also the reason why Lu Sen was willing to come up and talk to King Xiangyang.
"It is fate indeed." The King of Xiangyang did not have the slightest bit of his airs. He laughed enthusiastically and said, "It is mainly because Master Lu is so rare that we can only see the head of a dragon but not the dragon. It is very rare to meet him once."
Lu Sen sat down and chuckled, "That's not the point. It's mainly for people from the outside world. It's OK to come out and hang out occasionally. After all, most of the time, you have to stay in the cave, practice alchemy, and gather qi."
"So they say immortals are free and unfettered." King Xiangyang said with great yearning, "I also wanted to give up my wealth and go to seek immortality, but I can't throw away the burden of my family, so I can only float in the secular world."
"If people like the prince can only be regarded as the ups and downs of the secular world, then there will be few people in the world who can live a good life."
The status, position, and wealth of King Xiangyang were extremely rare in the entire Northern Song Dynasty.
If he is not happy, then those poor people at the bottom of society will probably have trouble surviving.
In fact, the poor people now are almost unable to survive, so Lu Sen brought out the giant rice.
Having enough food can make life easier for the people at the bottom of society.
King Xiangyang laughed out loud, not feeling embarrassed at all, and even felt that Lu Sen was praising him.
After he finished laughing, he asked, "Master Lu, I heard that you gave a great service to Prefect Lu some time ago?"
"Not really, he earned it through his own hard work."
"Indeed, Lu Fuyin is a very capable person."
Although he praised it, the King of Xiangyang was not happy in his heart. He admitted that Lu Huiqing was good at domestic affairs, but when it came to war, Lu Huiqing knew nothing.
If now was not a good time to start a rebellion, the King of Xiangyang felt that he could capture the city of Hangzhou with just a few hundred people.
"I don't know, can Master Lu also take care of an old man like me?"
As he said this, Prince Xiangyang leaned forward slightly, his eyes narrowed, and although his face was smiling, there was more scrutiny and observation in his eyes.
He was looking at Lu Sen's expression.
Lu Sen was very surprised and asked back: "Prince of Xiangyang, you have no more rank to be promoted and no more titles to be added. How can I lead you?"
This was a very interesting statement, and Lu Sen's fake smile gave people a feeling that he was hinting at something.
Prince Xiangyang immediately burst into laughter again. He patted the table and said, "Master Lu is right. My official career has come to an end. I was wrong about what I said. I will drink a cup first."
After saying this, Prince Xiangyang picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it in one gulp.
Closing his eyes to suppress the spiciness in the wine, King Xiangyang placed the cup on the table. The young man, or boy, standing next to him immediately picked up the wine jug and filled King Xiangyang's cup.
And taking this opportunity, the King of Xiangyang introduced him to Lu Sen: "This is my son, the eighth child, named 'Nuo', and he doesn't have a courtesy name yet... Mainly because I haven't found someone who is virtuous and respected enough to give him a courtesy name. How about Master Lu, give this useless boy a courtesy name?"
In the literary circles of the Northern Song Dynasty, helping people to give themselves a "character", especially helping the younger generations to give themselves a "character", in itself meant supporting, assisting, and recognizing them.
Generally speaking, when this is done, it is assumed that the junior who is given a name is at least half his student.
The action of King Xiangyang also made it very obvious.
Lu Sen shook his head, his face full of apology: "I'm sorry that I can't obey your order."
"Master Lu thinks this kid has no future?" King Xiangyang looked a little embarrassed. "I heard Master Lu is good at fortune-telling, but did he know the fate of my kid?"
"That's not the case." Lu Sen waved his hand and said, "It's mainly because I don't know how to name characters. Since I was young, I have only studied some knowledge related to magic, and I haven't read many books on Confucius and Mencius, nor do I know many allusions. Randomly naming will only make far-fetched and make people laugh."
"Then Master Lu, can you help this kid come up with a Taoist name, or a name for his practice?" King Xiangyang patted his son's shoulder and said, "This kid has been smart since he was young. He has been taught by famous teachers since he was five years old. He has mastered all six arts of a gentleman. Not to mention girls, there are not many men of the same age in the world who can surpass him."
The young man took a half step forward and looked directly at Lu Sen with a proud look on his face.
The meaning of King Xiangyang was very clear. He just wanted Lu Sen to accept his son as his apprentice. For this reason, he even said in a roundabout way that his son must be more talented than Lu Sen's two female apprentices.
Lu Sen laughed: "Then I'll take a look."
Then he pretended to look the boy up and down. After a while, he turned to King Xiangyang and said, "I think King Xiangyang must have heard what I said to the emperor in the court. Anyone who can practice cultivation must be a fish that slipped through the net of heaven. And your son is obviously not one of them."
The King of Xiangyang said with regret: "Is that so? That's a pity."
"yes."
Prince Xiangyang stood up, clasped his fists and said, "In that case, I will take my son back home first. When I meet Master Lu again in the future, we will discuss the matter of the fish that slipped through the net of the Heavenly Dao."
"No problem." Lu Sen also responded with a fist salute and a smile in his eyes.
After King Xiangyang left, Lu Sen found it quite funny and even couldn't help laughing out loud.
Zhao Bilian, who was standing next to him, came over and asked, "That uncle from Xiangyang was so annoying, so weird... Sir, what are you laughing at?"
Lu Sen stood up and said, "Let's go too. I'll explain it to you while we're shopping."
"OK."
As the two walked on the street, Lu Sen said slowly, "I am laughing at the King of Xiangyang. He has great ambitions, but his vision is not big enough."
"How to say?"
"The intelligence we received said that the intentions of the King of Xiangyang were not right. I will not judge whether he was planning a rebellion or not. Let's just talk about what he did just now." Lu Sen held Zhao Bilian's hand and said, "He wants me to stand on the same side with him and to be his son's master, so as to bind the relationship between the two of us. Do you think this is reasonable?"
"It's unreasonable. He didn't give us any money." Zhao Bilian thought for a moment and said, "If there's no tuition, at least he should give us some bacon."
hehe!
Although Zhao Bilian's brain is not very bright, surprisingly, she can always see the key points of things.
It's just that the wording isn't quite right.
The King of Xiangyang wanted to pull Lu Sen to rebel together and make Lu Sen stand on his side, but he did not give any benefits and even wanted Lu Sen to pay.
Being a teacher...is essentially a binding of interests between two parties.
In this way, it became a matter of course for Lu Sen to run around for students and help them solve their problems in the future.
Regardless of whether Lu Sen is interested in being a teacher, the other party’s attitude alone makes Lu Sen speechless.
The two of them strolled around the street for another hour before returning to the cave.
After dinner, Lu Sen called Ah Huang, one of the family soldiers, and handed the booklet to him, saying, "Ask Mr. Zhang from Bitian Pavilion to deliver this to my father-in-law, the Prince of Runan, and tell him that I have written down what I want to say in a small note and put it inside the booklet."
Ah Huang nodded immediately and left the cave.
Later, this booklet reached the hands of Prince of Runan through special channels at an extremely fast speed.
After reading the note in the booklet, he immediately set out for Kaifeng Prefecture to find Bao Zheng.
At this time, the dark and fat Bao Qingtian had just sentenced a corrupt official to death. When he saw the Prince of Runan coming over, he ended his transformation and turned back to his pale and thin appearance. He asked, "Prince of Runan, is there anything important? I still have more than a dozen cases to deal with."
"It is indeed an important matter." The Prince of Runan threw the booklet on the judgment table and said, "My son-in-law sent it to you. You'd better take a look at it."
When Bao Zheng heard that it was sent by Lu Sen, he immediately opened the booklet and the first thing he said was: "Great handwriting!"
Lu Sen spends two hours every day practicing calligraphy, and has been doing this for four years. He has become an excellent calligrapher of regular script, which is extremely beautiful.
It is square and has a sense of transcendence.
Bao Zheng then looked at it for a while, his face becoming more and more serious. He suddenly closed the booklet and asked: "Master Lu, are you willing to guarantee the authenticity of this information?"
"My son-in-law said it, believe it or not."
Then the Prince of Runan walked away arrogantly, and snorted before leaving, looking disdainful.
