Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

(5000 words long chapter, to make up for yesterday, two updates in the evening)

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Shen Wuming was speechless. He was sent to the north to build the Great Wall. What kind of small conflict is this?

His father-in-law is really good at offending people!

But at this moment, he threw his hands and ran to Guangwu Camp. He had to face Sun Qun by himself.

“My head hurts!”

Shen Wuming collapsed in the chair, looking speechless and unwilling to live, which made Chu Youyi feel guilty.

“Then I will rub my husband’s temple.”

Chu Youyi was about to get up and rub her husband’s temple, but Shen Wuming held her slender waist.

It felt soft, but not thin.

It was full of smoothness, which made Shen Wuming’s breathing a little faster, “Let your husband rub it for you.”

As he spoke, his hands began to move up, and Chu Youyi’s face flushed, as if she was drunk.

Her whole body slumped in his arms. She was shy, but she blew gently in Shen Wuming's ear.

"Husband, do you want to... rub it while watching?"

Shen Wuming paused, then his left hand did not stop, but his right hand began to reach for the ribbon.

The belt became wider, and the full moon came into view!

There is no doubt that Chu Youyi is a person who can sympathize with Shen Wuming, but Cao Zhuyu is not.

Just two days after returning home and living a peaceful life, this Lord Cao went to Shoutinghou Mansion every now and then.

Before, it was under the name of pulling Shen Wuming to the Mo family, but now it has become a partnership.

Especially the space ring mentioned by Shen Wuming earlier, which also made Cao Zhuyu very excited.

But after a long time without any ideas, he simply pulled Shen Wuming to the Cao family workshop.

"Wuming, take a look at these drawings of mine, can you realize the idea you said?"

Cao Zhuyu has also become familiar with Shen Wuming during this period of time. They have killed people together and handled the scene together.

The address changed from Mr. Shen to Wuming, which made them more intimate.

"Let me see."

Shen Wuming found a chair and sat down, with an unconcealed look of fatigue on his face. Youyi, that little devil...

She looked dignified and generous, a perfect example of a lady, but sometimes she was extremely crazy.

Even if the two were still just like Yuan, that Xiao Yi was already very deadly.

Not to mention that Shen Wuming was not at home a few days ago, and the Tianshan Heroine was also turned out by Chu Youyi.

She was very curious about the tricks of the "Dragon King Gathering" in it, and took Shen Wuming as an experimental subject.

Shaking his head, Shen Wuming came back to his senses, and frowned slightly when looking at the drawings in his hand.

"Still not working?" Cao Zhuyu also walked behind him and leaned down slightly.

Her figure was extremely exaggerated, and this action immediately made her black official uniform tight.

A pair of big waves rubbed against Shen Wuming's shoulders, bringing a heavy sense of oppression.

Shen Wuming was like a sage at this time. He didn't care, but pointed at the drawing, "I don't have a very clear idea either."

After all, this thing is not like the various black technologies proposed before, which are all based on evidence.

"Study it slowly, if it works, it works, if it doesn't, forget it."

Shen Wuming shook his head. This was too brain-burning, and he didn't have the energy to do it now.

Cao Zhuyu could only nod helplessly, but as she nodded, her clothes began to shake.

She came back to her senses at this time and felt something strange, especially the feeling of rubbing...

It was like a tingling electric current, which instantly spread to her whole body, making her subconsciously close her legs.

A touch of moving rosy color spread from her neck to her ears, and she even felt that her ears were burning.

She stood up quickly.

Shen Wuming didn't care, but then asked about the progress of the car's production.

Cao Zhuyu was in a state of confusion at this time, and stammered: "The transmission system has been roughly made."

"The next step is to assemble and test it, and then we can try mass production."

The progress of the Cao family workshop is indeed very fast.

I heard that Cao Zijing has been staying in Zhongshan County recently, and has mobilized many merchants and Mohist masters to come.

Personally supervise the battle!

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Shen Wuming had a good sleep at night, and even dreamed that he was hugged by people on both sides, enjoying the blessing of the people.

"Son-in-law, get up quickly!"

Xiaohua lay on the head of the bed, with her thick chest resting on the pillow, and two fingers holding a strand of her hair.

She swept it next to Shen Wuming's nose.

"A-choo!"

Shen Wuming sneezed, and when he looked up, he saw Xiaohua with messy hair like a head of lettuce, laughing there.

"You again!"

Shen Wuming glared, grabbed Xiaohua's collar, and lifted her onto the quilt.

"Pa pa pa!"

A crisp sound rang out, and Xiaohua's buttocks were swollen. Shen Wuming calmed down and came to the dining room.

His father-in-law was not there. In addition to his mother-in-law and his wife, there were Song Nanzhu, Pei Zian and Cao Zhuyu.

These three guys have already regarded Shoutinghou Mansion as a canteen, and half of their meals are solved here.

Shen Wuming is no longer surprised. He used a spoon to scoop up the brown sugar sweet potato porridge and had no interest in the side dishes in front of him.

It's too plain!

Pei Zian was not polite. After finishing the dishes in front of him, he took the plate in front of Shen Wuming.

"Eat less, you're almost fat like a ball!" Shen Wuming rolled his eyes and pinched her little face.

"Humph!"

Pei Zian wrinkled his nose, snorted and ignored him, focusing on cooking.

Cao Zhuyu covered her mouth and chuckled, then got back to business, "By the way, Wuming."

"I'll pick up the wind and wash away the dust for Prefect Sun later. Let's go together. I have to go anyway."

Shen Wuming glanced at her and then nodded.

In fact, as a supervisor of the Ministry of Works, Cao Zhuyu is not subject to the control of local officials, whether he can go or not.

Going with him now...maybe he also knows about the grudge between Chu Pingshan and Sun Qun.

Pei Zian also raised his hand, "I want to go too."

"What are you going to do?"

"I heard that Tiansheng Restaurant has a new chef who is very good at cooking. I want to try it."

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The ceremony was held in the afternoon, so Cao Zhuyu and Pei Zian simply stayed at Shoutinghou Mansion all day.

Pei Zi had nothing to do and pestered Chu Youyi to teach her how to cook delicious food.

During this period of time, Chu Youyi's cooking skills also improved by leaps and bounds under Shen Wuming's training.

After showing it twice, Pei Zian couldn't forget it and wanted to learn from him.

Cao Juyu and Song Nanzhu were pestering Shen Wuming, and the three of them were working on secret weapons together.

"Strictly speaking, this crutch cannot be regarded as a magic weapon. It is more like an embryo of a weapon!"

Song Nanzhu held a stick that was as twisted as a dead tree and waved it twice.

This was the weapon that Moro King Kong had in his hand. Before it could exert its power, he was killed by Shen Wuming.

This trophy was naturally pocketed by Shen Wuming, who took it out just to incorporate it into Mo Jia's shovel.

Cao Juyu also nodded, "But it can also be used as the main trunk, it is strong enough and heavy enough!"

"It's just that the shovel head is a bit off. It's just that the ordinary Taiyi fine gold is a little bit incompatible!"

"That's a pity." Shen Wuming sighed with regret, "But there is indeed no suitable material now."

"If I had known, I should have chopped off the black horn. I think the horn on his head would be good to use as a shovel."

Black Horn is the name of the big one-horned demon. At this moment, he has been planted with the Seal of Seven Souls and serves as Chu Pingshan's bodyguard.

The words have not yet finished.

The courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and Heijiao stood at the door, with the corner of his mouth twitching, "What the hell..."

"Uncle...I...can I go back and find you a good shovel? Don't worry about my horns."

Shen Wuming was also a little embarrassed. He said bad things about people behind their backs, but someone actually heard them, and he suddenly became angry.

"You're not at Guangwu Camp, what are you doing at home? If something happens to dad, I'll knock off your horn and use it as a shovel!"

Heijiao couldn't help but tremble, and forced himself to calm down, "It's the master's order."

"Let me bring a message to my uncle, saying..." At this point, Heijiao saw Cao Juyu and quickly shut up.

"If you have something to say, say it. If you have something to say, let it go." Shen Wuming grabbed the corner of his head and said viciously.

Heijiao said quickly: "The master said that Guangwu Camp needs to purchase a batch of weapons. Let me go and talk to Mr. Cao."

"It's said that you and Mr. Cao are having an affair... We have a good relationship. Can you get a discounted price?"

After finishing speaking, Heijiao took out a catalog and handed it to Shen Wuming.

"Is that all?" Shen Wuming took the catalog and slapped him on the corner.

"Then you still hesitate and act like a bitch."

"Go away."

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Heijiao hurriedly turned around and left. He had not forgotten the skills of this young man, who would be scared to death.

After he was knocked unconscious last time, he actually didn't stay unconscious for long and woke up quickly.

As a result, the first scene when he opened his eyes was that Shen Wuming smashed Moro King Kong's head with a shovel.

He was still scared right now.

Shen Wuming then threw the catalog to Cao Juyu, without bargaining, and let her look at the arrangement.

"Don't worry, you can make less money without losing money." Cao Zhuyu smiled brightly.

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In the afternoon, Shen Wuming brought Cao Juyu and Pei Zian to Tiansheng Restaurant. There were already many people waiting.

Seeing Shen Wuming, many officials came up to say hello and announced their names, hoping to leave a good impression.

After all, the Shoutinghou Mansion and Shen Wuming today are no longer the same as before.

"Master Shen!"

"Shen Jieyuan!"

Shen Wuming returned the favor one by one. Many people had sent him invitations some time ago, and he had also visited them.

There are local aristocratic families, country gentry, and some officials.

From the bottom of his heart, Shen Wuming was extremely repulsive to such occasions, but it was not up to him to have the final say.

After all, he came here on behalf of the Shouting Hou Mansion, and many people also interacted with each other.

At this moment, it suddenly became quiet outside, and then, a middle-aged man stepped in.

"The governor is here!"

As the doorman shouted, everyone realized the identity of the visitor and quickly bowed and saluted.

Shen Wuming also handed over his hand.

The eunuch Sun Qun stopped in front of everyone, his eyes swept over everyone like a hawk, "Get up."

"Thank you, Governor."

Everyone stood up and saw the prefect walking in front of Shen Wuming and looking at him indifferently.

"Are you Shen Wuming? Chu Pingshan's son-in-law?" Sun Qun's voice was very calm, showing no emotion or anger.

"Exactly!" Shen Wuming looked gentle, "I have met Grand Administrator Sun."

Sun Qun looked at him deeply, and then his eyes fell on the two women beside him.

"We are all local officials and gentry here. Why do you, Shen Jieyuan, bring your family with you?"

Although the tone was still calm, the meaning of the question was clear, and everyone looked dark.

He is even still weighing in his mind, does Sun Qun have a grudge against the Shouting Hou Mansion, or is he dissatisfied with the local officialdom?

Just as Shen Wuming was about to speak, Cao Zhuyu said calmly: "Cao Zhuyu, the supervisor of the Ministry of Works, has met the prefect!"

Although Cao Juyu seemed to be saluting, he didn't even bend his body, and even the gesture of raising his hand was extremely perfunctory.

When he mentioned the word "prefect", his tone was slightly picky and sinister.

Sun Qun's expression changed slightly, "It turns out to be Mr. Cao. Since he has an official status, I am the one who acted abruptly."

Although the supervisor of the Ministry of Industry is in Zhongshan County and his rank is slightly lower than that of the prefect, he will not be transferred by him.

Most of them are just the branch of the Ministry of Industry stationed in Zhongshan County.

Moreover, he has the right to write directly to the Minister of Industry, so even the prefect does not dare to offend him at will.

Sun Qun was able to pick it up and put it down. After apologizing, his eyes immediately fell on Pei Zian.

"I wonder if this little girl also has an official status?"

Shen Wuming raised his eyebrows lightly.

Everyone looked forward to it.

Pei Yuan, who was standing in the crowd, crossed his arms and raised a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Hey, you're right."

Pei Zian chuckled, "When I was three years old, the late emperor named me the Lord of Pengcheng County!"

"Well……"

Sun Qun was speechless immediately and took a deep look at Pei Zian, "Pengcheng County Master? This... may I ask who your father is?"

The title of county lord is a title given to a married woman, lower than the princess and princess, but it is usually awarded to the daughter of the clan.

So, this little girl in front of me...has clan blood?

Pei Zian smiled cutely and said carelessly: "My father, Pei Deben, the minister of Dali Temple, and my mother, Princess Dong'an!"

"hiss……"

Sun Qun suddenly took in a breath of cold air, and there was an unbreakable chill lingering on his spine.

What did I do when I went out today to meet this young lady?

I thought that meeting Cao Zhuyu, a construction supervisor directly under the Ministry of Works, would be a slap in the face.

Unexpectedly, this person was even more of a heavyweight.

Dali Temple is one of the six temples and nine temples of the imperial court. It is listed as the three legal divisions together with the Ministry of Punishment and Yushitai.

He is a living king of hell that neither the ministers nor the ministers of the court want to provoke.

As for Princess Dong'an, she was the daughter of King Qi, the niece of the late emperor, and the cousin of the current Empress Jiayou.

And when it came to Pei Deben, Sun Qun also reacted.

This girl is the direct daughter of the Pei family!

The Pei family in Zhongshan has a great business, and they are a local snake...a python...a dragon that even the Zhongshan County Sheriff dare not suppress.

In front of Mr. Pei of Zhongshan, Sun Qun did not dare to call himself the Dragon Crossing the River, at most he was just a small loach.

Sun Qun was no longer as calm as before, took a deep breath, and bowed slightly to Pei Zian.

"I have met the Lord of Pengcheng County. I haven't seen Master Pei and Princess Dong'an for a long time. Please ask the County Lord to say hello to them on my behalf!"

At this point, Sun Qun knew that his idea of ​​giving Shen Wuming a blow was in vain.

We can only try our best to save it, at least not to offend the Pengcheng County Lord.

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

Pei Zian chuckled and seemed not to care at all. He just turned around and grabbed Shen Wuming's slightly rough hand.

"Brother, when will we start eating? I'm already hungry."

Shen Wuming rubbed her head with his other hand, "The prefect is here, the banquet should start soon!"

"Hurry, hurry, let's get started."

When Sun Qun saw this, his pupils shrank. It seemed that the relationship between the Chu family uncle and the Zhongshan Pei family was unusual.

He had been preparing the manuscript for several days, but now he didn't care about talking about it. He just wanted to entertain Pei Zian.

He quickly called everyone to sit down.

Pei Zian, who was originally eating next to Shen Wuming, was now invited to the main table.

Even Shen Wuming was called over.

"Am I just eating soft food?" Shen Wuming laughed to himself.

At the dinner table, Sun Qun glanced at Shen Wuming, his mouth twitched slightly, but he still couldn't bear the sigh of relief.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly said: "Shen Jieyuan dominates the gold list, so he must be extremely talented, right?"

"But I have just arrived in Dingzhou and have not seen it before. I don't know if it is worthy of the name..."

After all, Sun Qun had been a member of Zhongshushe, so he had a keen mind and quickly thought of a way to take revenge.

With the Lord of Pengcheng County here, it was impossible to use force to suppress others, so he thought of using a scholar's method to solve the problem.

Everyone looked slightly solemn, and secretly felt cautious in their hearts.

There is even some expectation. Who will be better, the popular Xie Yuanlang in Zhongshan or the prefect who takes office?

But at this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside.

"Where is Shen Wuming, Jieyuan of Dingzhou? Receive the order quickly!"

A rather loud voice sounded like a drake's throat, and everyone looked up.

I saw two teams of soldiers wearing golden armor rushing in and forming a formation on the side.

A middle-aged man in a bright red dragon robe and a white beard strode into the building and scanned the crowd.

"Where is Shen Wuming, the champion of Dingzhou?" The middle-aged man spoke again, and everyone looked at Shen Wuming.

Before Shen Wuming could react, Sun Qun's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly stood up, strode forward, and knelt on one knee.

"Sun Qun, the governor of Zhongshan, pays respect to His Majesty!"

He was an official in the capital, and he was also a secretary of the Central Secretariat. He was very familiar with such scenes.

He realized in an instant that this group of people were "angels".

They were not angels as the West called them, but the messengers of the emperor, that is, the eunuchs and guards who delivered the imperial edict.

After him, everyone knelt on the ground, leaving only Shen Wuming and Pei Zian standing.

Pei Zian's eyes lit up, and he walked up to the middle-aged man and smiled, "Grandpa Wang, why are you here?"

"Little An'an!"

The middle-aged man, who was originally serious, immediately showed a kind smile when he saw Pei Zian.

"We are passing on the imperial edict, and I will talk to you later!"

Pei Zian nodded obediently, and then waved to Shen Wuming, "Big brother, come here quickly."

Shen Wuming reacted at this time, and hurried forward, looking around, hesitating whether to kneel down.

The middle-aged man supported him, "Shen Jieyuan has made great contributions to the court, and His Majesty has granted him the privilege of seeing the emperor without kneeling!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Shen Wuming bowed at a 45-degree angle, and then the eunuch unfolded the scroll in his hand and sang the imperial edict in a pinched voice.

"I have received the order: Shen Wuming, the champion of Dingzhou, is very talented and has made great contributions to the court, and is highly regarded by the people!"

"He is conferred the title of Prince of Yong'an County, and is granted a top-grade magic weapon and a thousand taels of silver!"

"I decree this!"