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

Who in Zhongshan County doesn't know how aloof Cao Juyu is on weekdays?

But ever since she met Shen Wuming, she had lowered her attitude to a very low level, but it still didn't work.

Shen Wuming ignored her.

"Men, just use some tricks." The middle-aged beautiful woman said lightly: "With your appearance, what else can he be reserved about?"

The beautiful middle-aged woman looked at her disciple's figure. She was plump and beautiful, but not bloated at all. The curves of her waist and hips were extremely exaggerated.

Even she, a woman, is extremely jealous.

"Haha, my wife is one of the four beauties in Zhongshan, no worse than me!"

Cao Juyu showed a little anger, "Besides, she is a lady of the family, unlike me who is exposed outside."

"Who knows what men think...and what are you talking about? It makes me feel like selling myself."

"If I dare to let you sell yourself, Cao Zijing won't kill me." The beautiful middle-aged woman curled her lips.

She might be able to handle other people, but there was someone behind Cao Zhuyu, and her father couldn't afford to offend anyone.

"But in other words, besides being a married man, he is also a good match."

The middle-aged beautiful woman had a profound meaning and whispered softly, "Confucianism and Mohism are both cultivators, and they are both in the fifth realm, and even the Mohists are about to break through to the sixth realm!"

"In the future, at worst, he will be an eighth-level semi-saint, and he may even go one step further and surpass Mozi..."

"What are you muttering about?" Cao Zhuyu asked, not hearing clearly.

But the middle-aged beautiful woman shook her head. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, and she would not be able to persuade Cao Juyu to pry into the corner of Shoutinghou Mansion.

…

Shen Wuming made this trip today just to make money, but he didn't expect that he would be a guest of the Mo family.

Fortunately, I got a jade pendant and thirty thousand taels of gold tickets, which is also three hundred thousand taels of silver.

Plus what Cao Juyu gave me... Before I knew it, I had become a multi-millionaire.

"Fuck, I'm actually so rich."

Shen Wuming counted on his fingers and suddenly found that he had become a rich man.

Historically, the annual tax revenue of a medium-sized state capital in the Tang Dynasty was only one hundred thousand taels.

However, these various schools of thought have developed to this day, and mining gold, silver, copper and iron has become much easier.

Commerce and trade are also extremely developed, but that's not all.

But with all calculations, the annual tax revenue of a Zhongshan County is only about 500,000 taels of silver.

"My assets are almost as much as Zhongshan County's tax revenue for half a year, okay."

Although Shen Wuming was complaining, he was still very happy in his heart.

With such a large amount of money, I can still live a good life even if I don't have to live a soft life.

"The most important thing is, my Mohist magic power has increased again? I'm not the big brother of the system, I'm a fucking Confucianist."

Shen Wuming was helpless. His current Confucian cultivation was at the early stage of the fifth realm, but his Mohist cultivation had already reached the late fifth realm.

If this continues, Mohist cultivation will soon surpass Confucian cultivation.

"I might as well transfer to the Mo family."

Shen Wuming was lying on the chair, a little shabby, playing with the jade pendant in his hand, his expression full of helplessness.

Song Nanzhu was a little confused, "Isn't it good to be a guest of the Mo family? You look like this."

"You come if you want, who cares about this position?" Shen Wuming rolled his eyes.

By chance, Cao Juyu came over and looked at the jade pendant eagerly, "Mr. Shen, can I have a look at this jade pendant?"

"Give, give."

…

"Old Pei, do you think so highly of Shen Wuming?"

In the backyard, a beautiful middle-aged woman was lying lazily on a chair, fanning her hand gently.

A bitter smile appeared on Pei Mao's lips, "It's not that I value him, but... I treat him as Qin Mo's savior!"

"Li Tiangang of Chu Mo, based on Mohism, also studied Yin Yang School and Taoism, and was extremely accomplished in astronomy and astrology."

"I once caused the stars to fall during the day, killed three thousand barbarians, stopped killing with killing, and achieved the fifth realm!"

"Qianli, the ancestor of Qi Mo, built a compass, revised the calendar, and even achieved enlightenment through arithmetic."

"With a fifth-level cultivation, a sixth-level dragon is trapped and killed in a circular formation. How can he be a monster?"

"But what about me, Qin Mo? Whether it's Zhu Yu or Wen Chuo, they are only talented, but they don't have the strength to carry the cauldron!"

"I, Qin Mo, have not had a giant for five generations. If there is no one anymore, I'm afraid... it will perish."

The beautiful middle-aged woman's face didn't look good either. She sighed and asked doubtfully: "Then how can you be sure that he will join the Mo family?"

Everyone is a human spirit, and she could see it just now, Shen Wuming's lack of interest.

It seems that he is not interested in the Mohist family.

"Hehe." Pei Mao smiled at the corners of his eyes, "That guy is still young and not experienced enough."

"Do you know what the conditions were for him to agree to become a guest of the Mo family? I owe him three favors."

"You are so sinister." The beautiful middle-aged woman couldn't help laughing.

For people of their level, favors are indeed valuable, but it also depends on how they are used.

Pei Mao owed Shen Wuming three favors, which meant that he had to act for Shen Wuming three times.

But relationships... aren't they established between you helping me and me helping you?

"Moreover, that guy looks aloof, but his father...that is, father-in-law, is an official."

Pei Mao played with the inkstone on the table, "I just happened to come to Zhongshan County, so let's gather the local dignitaries for tea."

…

Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same. I just think they are noisy.

That's what Shen Wuming thought.

Although he received great honor at the Mohist gathering, this was not what he wanted.

Except for the gold notes!

When Shen Wuming returned home with 40,000 taels of gold notes, he thought the dogs on the roadside were quite cute.

"Boss, give me two baskets of buns."

Shen Wuming left in Cao Zhuyu's car and saw Yuzhou noodles next to the bookstore on the way.

He asked Cao Zhuyu to stop, bought two baskets of buns at the noodle shop, and then threw them to the stray dogs on the roadside.

"Are you happy today, young master?" The noodle shop owner didn't have much business at night, so he was quite idle.

Wearing a greasy apron, he was chopping the meat for tomorrow, with two knives flying fast, with some skills.

The little girl next to him was writing and drawing, as if she was learning to read? Shouldn't she learn to be a female worker?

It's rare for a noodle shop owner to attach so much importance to education, and not to favor boys over girls.

Shen Wuming smiled as he fed the dog, saying, "I made a little money today, I'm happy."

As he spoke, he took out a small ingot of silver and threw it on the chopping board.

The gold notes in his hand were all large-denomination notes, and the silver was the change that Cao Zhuyu had just exchanged.

"It's so big, it's hard to find."

The noodle shop owner wiped the oil off his hands, but he was embarrassed when he picked up the silver.

Two baskets of buns cost only 40 coins, and he had to find more than 900 copper coins.

"No need to find change, the extra money is a reward." Shen Wuming is rich now, so generous.

"Thank you, sir, I wish you a bright future and a lot of money."

The boss also looked happy and said something flattering.

Shen Wuming was in a better mood, and when he returned home, he couldn't help humming a song.

"I walked past, the snow on the Qilian Mountains outside the Yumen Pass..."

Shen Wuming hummed and pushed open the courtyard door, but he didn't go back to his room, but came to Chu Youyi's room.

"Hey... It's so late, where did everyone go?"

Seeing that the room was dark, Shen Wuming was full of doubts, and he saw Xiaohua and asked hurriedly.

Xiaohua pointed to his room and said, "Miss knows that you are tired today, so she prepared some midnight snacks and hangover soup for you!"