Douluo's Drunk Red Dust

Winter is passing and spring is coming, and summer is approaching quietly.

Song Ziqing, dressed in military uniform, pushed open the door of the study room.

The spring night still has a hint of coolness, and the lights in the study room are still bright.

"Dingling Man, are you still reading?"

Zui Hongchen raised his head, his black eyes particularly bright under the light, and asked, "You're back? How is the situation in the Star Luo Empire to the east?"

"It's a piece of stone." Song Ziqing shook his head and sighed as he sat down next to Zui Hongchen and handed him a hot pancake, "As expected of the White Tiger Duke, he is impeccable both in commanding troops and fighting. With him in Xingluo, Then it won’t break for a day.”

Zui Hongchen took a bite of the scone and let out a sigh of relief.

After swallowing the minced meat in his mouth, Zui Hongchen put down the soul guide handout in his hand and stretched.

"Why are you concerned about this? We are generals, don't forget the distinction between priority and secondary." Zui Hongchen reminded, with Song Ziqing's stupid character, he might commit another crime after he leaves, "One general's achievements will lead to tens of thousands of bones. If we want to exert our strength and win a higher reputation, it also depends on His Majesty’s attitude.”

Song Ziqing nodded thoughtfully.

"Have you packed your luggage yet?"

Zui Hongchen changed the topic and asked.

"I have asked the servants to sort it out. I will leave Mingdu this weekend and go back to Qiangu City. I am leaving here immediately, and I suddenly feel a little reluctant to leave... Well, after all, we have lived here for a year."

"Has the college you applied for been approved yet?"

"Well, Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy. If you go to Shrek, we will be rivals in the future, haha."

"Shrek..."

Zui Hongchen pondered for a long time and did not answer.

"Brother, I'm leaving."

Song Ziqing stood up and patted Zui Hongchen on the shoulder, "I'm so lucky to have become friends with you. I remember that we often exchange letters. We are destined to meet again."

"A converted man, strive to become a converted son one day, a converted man."

"Haha, borrow your auspicious words."

Song Ziqing opened the door and left with high spirits, while Zui Hongchen closed the book in his hand.

After staying in Mingdu for about a year, he gained a lot. Not only did he pass the assessment a few days ago and became the youngest second-level soul engineer in history, his soul power level also vaguely touched level [-]. He must have After practicing for a few more days, he will be able to obtain the third soul ring.

After experiencing the great victory in Northern Xinjiang, the emperor began to send various students to various places to start training. With Zui Hongchen and Song Ziqing's example, those young talents went crazy to prove themselves and compete with each other.

He also had the opportunity to go to the Eastern Territory twice, participated in fortification work, and received many rewards.

"It's time to go home."

Zui Hongchen stood up, dressed neatly in brocade clothes, and walked out.

. . .

After bidding farewell to Xuan Ziwen and Teacher Yiqian, Zui Hongchen embarked on a journey back to his hometown.

When he came to Mingdu, he only had one broken carriage, but when he returned to Lingyue Town, he had five luxurious carriages. The carriages were filled with pearlescent silk and contained the rewards he had received this year.

Looking at Lingyue Town getting closer and closer, Zui Hongchen suddenly felt a little afraid, afraid of stepping into that door.

Maybe this is the so-called timidity of being close to home.

In addition to Wang Laoshi, he was accompanied this time by the ten servants given by the emperor. Zui Hongchen planned to let them help Jiang's mother handle the housework. Jiang's mother had worked hard for more than ten years and it was time for her to rest.

"Who is coming?"

In front of the town gate, two cloth-armored guards stepped forward with doubts in their expressions. Looking at this posture, could they be some big merchants?To confirm, one of them asked loudly.

"Haha, big brother, it's me."

Zui Hongchen opened the door of the carriage and got out of the car slowly. He was dressed in brocade clothes made of black material and gold thread. His short white hair was neat and tidy. Except for a jade pendant around his waist, he had no other decorations on his body.

"You, are you a drunk boy?"

The guard was shocked, and the other one laughed loudly, "Counting the time, you should be back by now. How about you, are you prospering in Mingdu?"

The two people yelling so loudly at the gate of the town immediately attracted many people who were watching the excitement. Seeing Zui Hongchen returning to his hometown in fine clothes, they all crowded up and started laughing.

"Not only did he thrive, he was also knighted."

The old voice was accompanied by the footsteps, and the mayor came to Zui Hongchen. Seeing the latter's energetic appearance, he smiled slightly.

This sentence shocked the jaws of others. Zui Hongchen smiled shyly and saluted the old man.

"Get up." The old man stepped forward, and Zui Hongchen quickly bent down and helped the elderly mayor up.

"During this period, a large sect came to Lingyue Town, called Xuanming Sect, from the Tianhun Empire. They will leave in a few days. If you are interested, you can give it a try. If you can enter the sect, in the future It’s another big guarantee.”

Zui Hongchen nodded. Joining the sect was not his first choice, but he sincerely thanked the old man for making suggestions for his future.

"The drunkard is back!"

"What a drunkard? He's already a noble baron. From now on, we can't call him a drunkard. We have to call him the Dingling Man."

"I went to Mingdu for a year and actually got a knighthood. When I get home, I want to talk to my boy and let him try his luck in Mingdu."

Laughing and laughing all the way, Zui Hongchen asked Wang Laoshi to put down his gifts and give some to the people around him. This move brought the atmosphere of this avenue to the highest point.

"Haha, I'll send you here." The old man waved his hands away from the world of drunkenness. "Young people should take some rest when they return from their studies. Nan Nan has missed you so much this year. Don't let mother and daughter worry. ”

Zui Hongchen clasped his fists and said yes.

Jiang's mother heard the commotion outside the door and thought something big had happened. She was confused when she heard the people shouting for Ding Lingnan.

Until the door was knocked.

"Nannan, let's go see who it is?"

"Got it, Mom."

Jiang Nannan walked out of the door with a smile on her face. She held a letter in her hand, which was sent by Zui Hongchen last month. She took it out and read it whenever she had time.

"Who is it?"

Jiang Nannan pushed open the door, her blond hair shining with a blur of light under the setting sun.

A young man stood three steps outside the door. He grinned, took a step forward, held Jiang Nannan in his arms, and gently stroked his blond hair.

"Nannan, brother is back."

"elder brother!"

Jiang Nannan's eyes were filled with tears of joy, and the elegant fragrance that she hadn't smelled for a year passed through her nose, and she couldn't help but feel a little crazy.

There was appropriate laughter around her. Jiang Nannan was startled, and took a step back with a blush on her face.

Jiang's mother appeared behind her, her beautiful eyes shining with joy.

"Aunt, Nan Nan, I'm back."

As the carriage dragged the treasure into Jiang Nannan's home, the people watching gradually dispersed.

Zui Hongchen stepped into the house and saw Jiang Mu's hesitant expression. He explained with understanding, "Auntie, you're welcome. These are the gold, silver and silk that His Majesty gave me."

"You have been busy taking care of Nannan for so many years, you should take a rest."

Zui Hongchen said, taking Jiang Nannan's hand and sitting down in the yard, gently stroking the calluses on Jiang Nannan's hand with his fingers, and said with a chuckle, "Nan Nan, we will be considered rich people from now on, and we don't have to work hard."

"Auntie, too. Wouldn't it be a pity not to make new clothes from these silks?"

Jiang Nannan watched Wang Laoshi direct the servants to move piles of boxes into the house. Although she was smiling, tears filled her eyes.

Zui Hongchen wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes and smiled with emotion.

"Sister, our family is rich."