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549 See you again, sloppy Taoist(1/2)

Qu Hongcai gave Chen Dong a pockmarked face and asked him to put on a servant's clothes and a cap on his head.

If you don't look carefully, you really can't tell that this is Chen Dong.

Qu Hongcai took a few steps back, nodded and said, "As long as you don't meet Marshal Zhou face to face, he will definitely not recognize you."

Chen Dong looked at himself in the mirror and was quite satisfied.

It's a bit ugly, but it's safe.

As night falls, the lanterns come on.

Qu Hongcai and Xue Feiyan went out with several servants, including Chen Dong.

Both are the upper three clans among the six major families. The Cui family and the Qu family are not far apart, both are near the Holy Palace.

Arriving at the Cui family palace, the place was draped in red and colorful and full of joy.

There are many luxury cars parked on the roadside, people are constantly filing in, and the sound of congratulations is endless.

At the door of Cui's house, there was a couple standing with a young girl.

It was Cui Minggui, his wife, and his daughter.

Chen Dong looked towards Cui Minggui and saw that this man was as skinny as a stick, with a sallow complexion. He really looked like a ghost. No wonder he was called a ghost.

"Master Cui, hello!"

Qu Hongcai and Xue Feiyan walked over together, followed by Chen Dong and others carrying gifts.

"Hey, Master Qu!"

Cui Minggui raised his hand to Qu Hongcai. Both of them were smiling and their relationship was quite familiar.

Xue Feiyan also started chatting with Cui Minggui's wife.

"Your little son is only one month old. Shouldn't you be in confinement? Why are you coming out now?"

"Where did I give birth..."

The wife gave Cui Minggui a hard look.

When most people ask this, they understand what's going on and don't ask anymore.

But Xue Feiyan was simple in character and straightforward, so she still asked: "If you didn't give birth to her, then who gave birth to her?"

This made Cui Minggui's wife look embarrassed, saying "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh," not knowing what to say.

"Oh, this person is so ugly, it almost scares me to death!"

Cui Minggui's daughter Cui Mengman suddenly pointed at Chen Dong and said loudly, causing many people around to look over.

Chen Dong, whose face was pockmarked, was speechless.

There is no doubt that this Cui Mengman is the girl who was molested by her junior brother before.

Chen Dong used to think that his junior brother was too much.

Now it seems, well done!

Who is it...

Cui Mengman pointed at Chen Dong and said exaggeratedly: "Uncle Qu, why did you bring such an ugly monster..."

Qu Hongcai also said with a little embarrassment: "Ugly, he is a little ugly, but he works very well, and I quite like using him. Okay, you guys, hurry up and send the gifts."

Chen Dong and several other servants brought gifts inside, including decorations made of jade, century-old wild ginseng, some gold, silver, jade, famous paintings and antiques, all of which were priceless.

These big families are definitely not stingy when giving gifts to each other.

After giving the gifts, Chen Dong stood in the courtyard with other servants.

After a while, the banquet was held and they had food to eat, but they couldn't sit with the masters.

The Cui family's palace is also extremely large, divided into several courtyards, and there are masters inside and outside.

Chen Dong secretly sighed in his heart, it was really not easy for the sloppy Taoist to rescue his junior brother from this land of tigers and wolves...

At the same time, people continued to come to Cui's house.

Many of them are quite familiar, such as people from the Yi family, people from the Lin family, and Hong Xuemei and Cai Zhou.

Of course, they are all guests, unlike Chen Dong, who is a servant, so there is no interaction between them.

As expected, Marshal Zhou also came.

Having just lost his grandson, he was obviously not in a happy mood. He casually said a few words to Cui Minggui and then went into the yard dejectedly.

The representative of the Yang family is Yang Suqin.

Although Marshal Yang has been imprisoned, his position has not been taken away, so please return the favor.

Naturally, Yang Suqin and Zhou Dashuai had zero communication and sat on separate sides.

What surprised Chen Dong was that the Spirit Dragon King also came.

"Master Cui, congratulations!"

The Spirit Dragon King smiled brightly and presented a lot of gifts, which was the most generous gift tonight.

Chen Dong cursed in his heart, this guy had a lot of connections, so he still had to use gangster tactics to deal with him.

After the guests have almost arrived, the banquet is ready to begin.

There is a courtyard for guests and a courtyard for servants, separated by a medium-sized artificial lake.

Separated by a lake, their status is completely different.

When the servants are together, of course there are no taboos and they can talk about anything.

Only then did Chen Dong find out that Cui Minggui had recently taken a wife, and his youngest son was born to this wife.

It is said that Cui Minggui dotes on his little wife and his youngest son even more.

Of course, these things had nothing to do with Chen Dong, he just listened casually.

Although the current marriage system is monogamous, polygamy has not changed much since ancient times.

It has always been like this, those with money and power can marry more wives.



In the blink of an eye, more than an hour passed.

In both courtyards, cups were exchanged, glasses were exchanged, and the atmosphere became increasingly lively. Some people even sang loudly, singing songs praising Cui Minggui.

"Ah~ Patriarch Cui~ You are the most handsome in history~ Ah~ Patriarch Cui, your martial arts is number one~"

The person who sang this song was a well-known tenor in China.

Although everyone was applauding, Chen Dong felt like vomiting after hearing this.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted loudly: "The Holy Order has arrived!"

The Holy One has sent someone!

All the people in the courtyard stood up and saluted respectfully.

The visitor is Hou Jimo.

Hou Jimo walked into the courtyard, opened a scroll, and spoke loudly for a while, to the effect of congratulating Cui Minggui on the birth of his son.

Of course Yan Sheng was even more generous when he took action, sending gifts one after another.

Everyone at the scene was extremely envious.

Of course Cui Minggui was excited and kept saying: "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty."

Hou Jimo smiled and handed the holy order into Cui Minggui's hand.

"Master Cui, the Holy Father said that you are the pillar of the country, so you should take good care of yourself!"

"Yes, I will definitely pay attention to my health..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud "crash" sound, and the artificial lake in the middle of the Cui family's palace suddenly rolled up with a huge wave, as if something was jumping out.

Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was actually a person!

This man was quite old and was wearing a tattered Taoist robe. He jumped out of the lake for some reason and was wet from head to toe.

More importantly, he was obviously seriously injured, and there were bloody wounds everywhere visible to the naked eye.

"Death-rusher, I want your life!"

This man had a ferocious look on his face, roared and rushed toward the lake. He held a large iron chain in his hand and threw it towards Cui Minggui with a "whoosh" sound.

Although the Taoist was injured all over his body, he was so strong that anyone who knew kung fu at the scene could feel the strong sense of oppression on his body!

Cui Minggui's expression changed when he saw the Taoist, but he quickly tipped his toes and flew into the air. Not only did he successfully avoid the iron chain, but he also slapped the Taoist on the chest with a fierce palm.

The Taoist turned around in the air and pulled back the chain.

"Bang, dang, dang..."

The iron chain was like a spiritual python, rolling towards Cui Minggui again.
To be continued...
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