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Chapter 119 The Stepmother Dare Not Say (Fourth Update)

After arranging the matter, Ma Tianshou said to Xu Yuan, "I will return to the Southern Office tomorrow. You should settle your family and then go back with me."

"As ordered."

"You have made great contributions this time. I have written a memorial tonight requesting your merit. I estimate that the imperial court's reward will be coming in a month or two. If you have any requests, you can hint at them in the memorial. As long as it is not too difficult, the higher-ups will approve it."

Xu Yuan shook his head: "There is nothing special needed. It all depends on the old man and the court."

Ma Tianshou nodded, thinking to himself that he would bring it up and pardon the criminals in Hegong Lane.

When the people below work hard, the people above will naturally want what they want and pursue what they wish.

Ma Tianshou is indeed quite different from his other colleagues.

Other miscellaneous matters were discussed again, and in the end, Fu Jingyu took the initiative to bring up the matter of setting up a town office in Qihetai Town.

Ma Tianshou frowned. "Establishing an additional office isn't a big deal, but once it's established, the court will have to spend an additional sum of money every year."

"I can earn it back." Xu Yuan said affirmatively: "I just brought back some mountain products, please take a look, old man."

Xu Yuan opened the cloth bag, and inside were the mountain products buried under Mr. Piaodang's crooked tree.

Ma Tianshou looked around and asked about the price of each item in the mountains.

Xu Yuan still remembered the price and answered them one by one. Old Yan compared it with the price outside the mountain, and counted the beads on the abacus quickly: "I can't say it's a ten-fold profit, but it's certainly possible to make ten times the profit after transporting it out. Moreover, the public office can also monitor Ghost Witch Mountain nearby."

Ma Tianshou thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then add another one."

Xu Yuan and Fu Jingyu both breathed a sigh of relief.

After discussing this matter, everyone dispersed.

As Xu Yuan walked downstairs, he was surrounded by a group of officers: "Sir Xu, we agreed to host the banquet together."

Everyone has changed their names.

Xu Yuan remembered that he had told his stepmother that he would go back to eat, and he felt a little embarrassed. However, everyone was very welcoming. He was new to the Department of Excretion of Filth, and he didn't want to offend so many people, so he smiled and said, "Okay, but who will take the trouble to go to my house and let me know."

"I'll go." A double-marked captain volunteered.

It was the man named Yu Yunhang who was the first to question Xu Yuan in the town and was later slapped in the face with dead money.

Everyone invited Mr. Yan and others, and in the end only Fu Jingyu went along.

A large group of people were in high spirits. Someone shouted, "Let's go to Chunhyangwon!" and everyone cheered.

The salary of the Exorcism Department is not low, and there is some extra money on weekdays. They can't afford to go to such a top-notch entertainment venue in Luocheng Prefecture, but in Shanhe County, everyone has no pressure.

Xu Yuan tried to refuse, saying, "Oh, it's not appropriate." But he was surrounded by the crowd and followed them involuntarily.

As soon as he walked out of the inn, Song Lu caught up with him and asked, "Where are you going, brother?"

"Let's go eat, Junior Sister, would you like to come with us?"

"Okay."

Everyone immediately stopped arguing and went to find a decent restaurant.

Xu Yuan was almost drunk, but luckily Song Lu was there, protecting Fu Jingyu and giving him some advice, so Xu Yuan escaped the last few rounds of toasts.

Everyone dispersed before dark. Many captains were drunk, and their colleagues supported each other as they went back.

Fu Jingyu was still a little worried about Xu Yuan, but Xu Yuan smiled and said, "This is my hometown. I can walk back with my eyes closed."

Then Xu Yuan waved his hand and staggered away: "You guys go back."

After avoiding everyone's sight, Xu Yuan suppressed the fire in his stomach, and the smell of alcohol evaporated from the pores all over his body.

When Xu Yuan was drinking with everyone, he was really drunk and not pretending, but he couldn't go back like this, otherwise Lin Wanmo would nag him to death.

On the way back, I went to see Grandma Ying and asked if there was anything else she could help me with. I would go and do it myself tomorrow morning. Grandma Ying smiled and said, "It's nice here. Old man Zhang next door even asked me to play mahjong with him tomorrow."

Xu Yuan said goodbye and went into Hegong Lane to go home.

When passing by Uncle Mao's house, Xu Yuan clearly felt that Uncle Mao was leaning behind the door and listening, but he just gave him a mischievous smile and walked away without saying hello to him.

Uncle Mao was scratching his head in the house, but he was too embarrassed to go out and call him directly.

When he got home, Dafu rushed over and cried out in hunger, complaining to Xu Yuan: "The old woman only cut some vegetable roots for me and mixed them with bran to feed me. Is that what geese eat?"
Xu Yuan took a look and saw that Lin Wanmo had found a broken wooden basin from somewhere and filled half of it.

Not moving at all.

Lin Wanmo didn't even want to cook for herself, let alone cook for a goose - she might be interested in making the goose into a meal.

Xu Yuan went to the kitchen to find some bacon, cut it into thin slices and fed it to Dafu. Dafu ate it reluctantly and became more determined to make some necessary renovations to the yard as soon as possible, otherwise there would be no insects to eat in the future.

So I started to make various plans for the yard.

After feeding Dafu, Xu Yuan went into the house and said to his stepmother, "Tomorrow I will be going to Luocheng Mansion with the Exorcist Bureau. You should explain everything about the family to me so that I can have a clear understanding."

Lin Wanmo sighed: "Master Dao has never taught you the Xu family's inherited martial arts, nor has he allowed other elders in the alley to teach you other martial arts. It's because he selfishly doesn't want you to get involved again.

Several generations of the Xu family, once they inherited the legacy of this craftsman, would be trapped in this alley for the rest of their lives.

But Master held onto a glimmer of hope. Before he died, he asked me to find old year's grain and send you to Qihetai. But I never thought...it would come to this."

Xu Yuan became more and more confused: "Is our house, or our alley, guarding something?"

"You're overthinking things." Lin Wanmo shook his head and said after a moment's deliberation, "If you can become the commander-in-chief of the Exorcism Division, or if your life cultivation level reaches the fourth rate, then come back to me.

Only then will I dare to tell you everything."

Xu Yuan: "You always speak vaguely. Can't you just be more straightforward?"

Lin Wanmo waved his hand, his attitude very firm: "I can't say it, I can't say it! Okay, bring the chariot to me."

Xu Yuan took it out. This big spear made of craftsmanship was broken and his stepmother wanted to repair it.

"There are other materials, bring them all here."

Xu Yuan gave them all to her, including two pieces of good material, the ghost temple statue and the belly of the Haikou toad.

Lin Wanmo's eyes sparkled, like a normal woman seeing a beautiful headpiece. "Great stuff! Leave it to me. Go to bed."

She rubbed her hands together, rushed into the room eagerly, and slammed the door shut.

Xu Yuan smiled bitterly and returned to his room helplessly, but he couldn't sleep for a while.

Lying in bed, I tried hard to recall the past, hoping to find some clues from the few words my father said back then, but I had no idea.

When it was dark, Da Fu squeezed the door open and came in.

Xu Yuan couldn't help but smile.

"Don't you like the nest I built for you?"

Xu Yuan got up and closed the door. Dafu lay down beside the bed, put his head into his neck, and fell asleep.

Xu Yuan practiced "Five-Ding Cooking" for two hours and then fell asleep.

　What a bolt from the blue! I don't recommend this book this week...

　　I can only rely on your monthly votes to see if I can get a spot on the list.

　　I wanted to reach the fifth update today, but... I failed.

　　I wrote until 11pm, and my brain stopped working...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)