Chapter 23 Rumors
Zhao Yu thought hard in the mansion for a long time before he understood.

Why did Chen Lei leave him as the prefect of Guangling.

One is because he gathered together all the people who opposed Chen Lei in Guangling, which saved him the time to single out these opponents.

The second is because he is relatively stupid and easy to control.

The third is because he must have been scared out of his wits after this time, and it would be better to keep him than to change to another prefect.

After thinking it over, Zhao Yu looked at himself in the bronze mirror and smiled wryly.

Does he dare to go against Chen Lei?

There is a high probability that I dare not. . .

Chen Lei was ten years younger than him, but more than ten times more terrifying than him.

If he was Chen Lei at that time, he must have thought of driving him out of Guangling, not keeping him.

Zhao Yu sighed, he figured it out, if he wanted to stay in this prefect position for a longer time, he could only desperately act like a toothless dog, barking at the Chen family all the time.

The next step is to hope that when the term of office expires, the higher-ups will transfer him to other places, or make enough money to resign as soon as possible.

Otherwise, when Chen Lei's wings are full, he will definitely not keep him as the prefect of Guangling.

Fortunately, Chen Lei was going to Luoyang, otherwise Zhao Yu really didn't know what to do. If Chen Lei stayed in Guangling, he, the prefect, would be in trouble.

Although Tang Ruodong and the others did not follow him to Luoyang, the 16-year-old boy in Guangling is the only one who puts him under the most pressure now, but he doesn't know how many other people will be cheated to death by that boy.

Before the guests left yesterday, Chen Lei also issued a 'whisper order', sincerely begging them not to spread too much information to the outside world.

Zhao Yu knew at that time that there was a high probability that there would be an eighth-rank Wenchong or ninth-rank Wenlin Tang Ruodong in the external image of the Chen Mansion.

After all, most of the families at the banquet did not dare to offend the Chen family. With the words Chen Lei said, they would definitely not dare to speak nonsense.

Even if there are some gossips, as long as he sends some people to confuse their eyes, not many people will believe that there is a Wen Dao master in Chen's residence.

After all, the master of Wen Dao is not a Chinese cabbage, he can come up with it when he thinks it up.

I just don't know if there is still a martial arts master hidden in the Chen residence, Zhao Yu thought inwardly.

But Zhao Yu quickly denied his idea.

It is very lucky to have a master of Wen Dao, and if another master of martial arts works for him, how lucky the Chen family will be!
Therefore, there is a high probability that the Chen family still has a ninth-rank martial arts, Zhao Yu speculated in his heart.

"Have you heard? There is a handsome man named Tang Ruodong in the Chen family, who is already a master of literature and Taoism." Passerby A told passerby B.

"Ah, really? I happen to have a daughter who is waiting to be married," passer-by B said.

"Nonsense, you're only eighth grade, how did you become a master?" 'Farmer A' retorted from the side.

"You know what a fart!" Passerby A yelled, "You don't know anything and just talk nonsense here."

"You just know what a fart, my second aunt's daughter's third aunt gave the housekeeper in Chen's house the usual accessories, this is what my second aunt's daughter's third aunt told me personally. "'Farmer A' speaks out as a strong witness of his own.

"This is from my third uncle. He told me that he was celebrating his birthday at the Chen Mansion. Can it be faked?"

"Your third uncle's...what's his name?"

"The jujube night is light!"

Farmer A secretly wrote down the name, and said with a sneer, "Hehe, that man named Tang Ruodong was born in the second year of Yanxi (159), you can do the math yourself, Master Wen Dao, is it possible?" 'Farmer A' unleashes his most powerful attack of his age.

Passer-by A B snapped his fingers and counted, "A who are you bluffing? How is it possible for such a young master of literature and Taoism, this is the Chen family in Guangling, not the one on the throne!"

"That's right, how can such a young man be a master of literature and Taoism." The little six sons passing by echoed.

Passerby A was speechless for a while, and he himself doubted what his third uncle said, such a young master of Wen Dao, is it impossible?
There is more than one case of such a voice in Guangling County. Many people are discussing it, and there are all kinds of grades.

Some people think that they are just talking nonsense. They are probably only a third or fourth grade scholar and are called masters.

Some people say that he is the ninth grade of Wen Dao, and he will be a half-step master immediately.

Some people even said that Tang Ruodong was born a great master with consciousness in his mother's womb, and he was born after thirty months of development.

There were different opinions for a while.

Guangling Chen Mansion.

Chen Lei sat firmly in the study.

Mo Hai stood aside.

"How's the situation?" Chen Lei put down the brush in his hand.

"Everyone from this sect has been sent out. According to the current situation, more people agree with Mr. Tang's eighth or ninth grade."

Chen Lei nodded in satisfaction, "Ziqing, just stay at the eighth and ninth ranks."

This can be a good deterrent to those clowns.

Mo Hai nodded yes.

Chen Lei asked again, "How about the network you laid in Xuzhou?"

Mo Hai lowered his head, "It's half done, the main reason is that there are not enough people."

Chen Lei took out another piece of paper, and he was almost running out of rice paper and ink.

He wrote a picture of 'persistence' and handed it to Mo Hai, "Ziqing, this picture is for you, I hope you will continue to persevere."

Although there is no rush to lay the network, this thing must not be left behind. Everyone knows the importance of information.

Mo Hai took it with both hands, looked at the words on it and said, "Your subordinates must remember."

"Let's call back those who are looking for the 'ancient thing'. This thing depends on the opportunity, and it is hard to find it by force. Let them lay the net."

Mo Hai should be, Chen Lei continued to tell Mo Hai some things, and Chen Lei let him go down.

Time passed quickly.

The rumors about Guangling gradually subsided.

Xiaolian's letter of appointment has already been handed down, and Chen Lei can go to Luoyang to meet the real sons of this era as long as his father's memorial day is a few days later.

On the last seventh day of Chen Lei's stay in Guangling, he went to see his cronies in Guangling.

On the sixth day, Chen Lei visited the villagers and inspected their basic conditions.

On the fifth day, Chen Lei, Tang Ruodong, Xu Xuan and others explained the key points and development plan for the next development.

The fourth day was Chen Lei's father's memorial day. He sat in front of the tomb for a whole day without thinking or doing anything.

On the third day, it was the same as yesterday.

Day two, ditto.

On the last day, Chen Lei spent the last day with her mother, Mrs. Chen, pacing around reluctantly, checking his luggage over and over again, and telling the maid Xia Jing to take good care of him outside.

In the early morning of the day he went to Luoyang, Chen Lei got up early.

Continuing with the old process, he planned to cook porridge for his mother, Mrs. Chen.

But today the maid Xia Jing has already woken up, packed up all the things, and took his things to Luoyang.

Mainly because Chen Lei likes things that have been used for a long time. Unless they are broken, he rarely replaces them with new ones. He has feelings for old things. This is one of the reasons why he rarely wears new clothes made by his mother. .

Chen Lei walked to the kitchen, a group of men and most of the women stood there in a daze.

Chen Lei walked into the kitchen in confusion.

A figure was already busy inside, it was Chen Lei's mother, Chen Shi.

(End of this chapter)

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