Slender willows sway in the breeze

Chapter 33 When something goes wrong, there must be a monster

The night was cool and still, with a chilling atmosphere. It was only September, yet the night was already so cold.

The lanterns under the eaves swayed gently, their lights flickering. The old lady's sleeves fluttered, the wind suddenly stopped, and the lanterns on both sides instantly brightened a bit.

Upon arriving at the ancestral hall, she said in a deep voice, "Kneel down."

Although Liu Shiyuan did not understand, he dared not argue with his mother in the ancestral hall, so he obediently knelt down on the prayer mat, facing his late father's memorial tablet.

“In front of the ancestors of the Liu family, tell me the truth: a few days ago you led your disciples back home from Yaohua Palace. Why did you delay your return home?”

Liu Shiyuan was about to lie the moment he opened his mouth.

Looking at the numerous memorial tablets, he couldn't bring himself to speak.

"You dare not say? If that's the case, then I will say it for you. Do you think that arranging for that mother and child to stay in Gutian County will solve everything?"

Liu Shiyuan looked at the old lady in shock: "How did Mother find out? Did Si Jun tell you?"

"Ha~"

The old lady sneered, "You can't even fool Jun'er, do you think you can fool me?"

Liu Shiyuan's expression calmed down.

He kept it a secret from Zhu Yingrong because he didn't want his family to be in chaos. Now that Zhu Yingrong has gotten what she deserved, he's even thinking about how to bring that mother and son into his household.

Now is the perfect time to clarify things.

“Mother, there is no one in charge of the household. It would be a good time to bring Yunniang into the manor. With the expansion of the family business, she should cultivate with the disciples of the clan and bring glory to the Liu family in the future.”

There is no one in charge...

The old lady's face was filled with anger: "I'm not dead yet! Or are you dissatisfied with Jun'er's management these past few days?"

“Mother, even if you don’t like Yunniang, Xingye is still your grandson. I brought him home for the sake of the Liu family’s prosperity.”

"Whether it will prosper or not, I don't know, but the position of prefect that you dream of day and night is definitely out of your reach."

The ancestral hall fell silent immediately.

The only sound was the old lady slowly turning her prayer beads.

"Back then, your father was more qualified to be the prefect than Chen Dafeng, so why did you let that mediocre person take the position?"

Because my father took a concubine.

According to the laws of the Great Yu Kingdom, officials in the court were not allowed to take concubines.

The father was the most promising candidate to become the prefect, but he woke up the next day in a woman's bed.

Everyone knew that the father had been framed, but the woman had indeed lost her virginity, so they had no choice but to bring her into the household.

Liu Shiyuan was mostly clear-headed.

"Perhaps it could lead to business success..."

The old lady glared at Liu Shiyuan: "Don't treat others like fools. If you can't bear to part with your son, then don't even think about the position of prefect!"

"There is one more thing I want to ask you."

"Mother, please speak."

"Yesterday you announced the reconvening of the competition to select participants for training. Why didn't you announce this as soon as you returned?"

Liu Shiyuan dared not say it; it was to guard against Liu Sijun.

But they dared not lie in the ancestral hall.

He stammered and hesitated, showing none of the dignity expected of a head of the family.

The old lady knew perfectly well what was going on.

However, since what she had just said was already quite harsh, she also had to save face for her eldest son, so she didn't directly point it out.

"The Liu family doesn't belong to you alone. Prospering the Liu family isn't just about empty words. From now on, the Liu family's resources will be distributed according to the rules. Don't act favoritism again."

"Son, remember this."

"Tonight, you will stay here and reflect on your mistakes."

Liu Sijun has already gone to sleep at Wuji Tower. Otherwise, he would have liked to come and take a look at the ancestral hall and have a laugh at it.

When I opened my eyes the next morning, I saw that the poster was still there.

Liu Sijun could no longer laugh.

It's really tough being unable to go to work when you don't want to.

Every time she saw the landlord, she would think back to when Steward Qi said that the landlord needed a maid. Could it have been a trap that had been set up in advance, just waiting for her to fall into it?

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?

Seeing her eyes darting around, Gu Changzhou said, "Go and make a bowl of hangover soup."

Gu Changzhou rarely drank so much alcohol, and although he expelled it all with his spiritual energy, his head still felt a bit throbbing when he woke up in the morning.

"Don't you have any hangover pills?" "Hangover pills?"

Seeing the puzzled look on Gu Changzhou's face, Liu Sijun stopped her hand from taking the hangover pills out of the container.

Having received the true teachings of the former palace master of Yougu Palace, no elixir could stump her. In the past two years, she practically ate elixirs like candy.

Forget that others would need to spend a large amount of crystals to obtain a single pill.

It's not something you can just eat whenever you want.

Even someone as powerful as Marquis Molin wouldn't prepare a special hangover remedy. Could the host be more powerful than Marquis Molin?
Careless.

"I once heard that there is a kind of elixir that can be used to sober up."

Gu Changzhou hummed in agreement and did not ask any further questions.

Liu Sijun quickly slipped out to find Steward Qi to ask for some hangover soup.

After finishing his drink, Gu Changzhou stood up and said to Liu Sijun, "Let's go."

"Where?"

"Xiuyun Ridge outside the city."

Liu Sijun immediately remembered the matter of finding the chicken.

Why did this matter even involve the original poster?

There was no prefect in the city; all were under the command of Marquis Molin.

Everyone was striving to prove themselves for the position of prefect.

Take Liu Shiyuan for example. In the past few days, he led his clan disciples to sweep through the slums inside and out, and actually caught a few cultivators who intended to follow in Si Li's footsteps.

"Does the poster want to become a prefect?"

That's why you're working so hard?

Gu Changzhou's eye twitched slightly: "Am I, the owner of this building, not as prestigious as the mere prefect of Laiyang?"

Liu Sijun slapped his forehead.

I slept well last night, so why am I so mentally foggy this morning?

The powerful and influential in Laiyang County might fight tooth and nail for the position of county governor, but the Lord of the Landlord controls twenty-four counties across the nine provinces, with many talented and extraordinary people under his command, and countless people beg him for favors.

How could a mere prefectural governor compare?

But if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have had to personally go out and do it, just for a few dozen chickens.

Although she was temporarily working as the lord's maid and couldn't take on missions normally, there were many cultivators who had long-term cooperation with Wuji Tower, and there were very few who could catch demons.

That doesn't make sense, right?

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Liu Sijun thought about taking the job privately, since there was a reward anyway.

So I kept putting it off, not wanting to go.

"Let's go!"

The original poster urged them again.

As they reached the entrance, they ran into Steward Qi, who asked with a smile, "Will the owner be back tonight?"

Liu Sijun immediately looked at the host.

Yes.

Are you coming back tonight?

She was also very concerned about this issue.

"That depends on how resilient the demons hiding in Xiuyun Ridge are."

After leaving the city, the two flew high in the sky on their swords, heading straight for Xiuyun Ridge.

The farmer was overjoyed to see people arrive.

"You've finally come! Two more sheep were lost last night, my heart aches..."

The farmer's surname is Lu, his given name is San, he is fifty-two years old this year, and he has cultivation, but he is only at the fourth level of Qi Gathering.

It can handle wild beasts in the mountains, but it is helpless against demons with high cultivation levels.

Thinking of the chickens and sheep she had raised for so long, which were about to be sold for crystals, but were kidnapped by a demon, she was heartbroken beyond measure.

He led the two of them toward the sheepfold.

The place is not far away, just about ten feet behind the farmhouse, backed by a mountain. A large area is enclosed by a fence made of green bamboo, about ten feet high, and covered with a dense net to prevent chickens and ducks from flying away.

(End of this chapter)