Dude, don't be spoiled

"Jiang Xiuwen! Can you have some snacks?" The gentleman blew his beard and stared angrily, and threw a stack of papers on Jiang Xiuwen's face, "Look at the article you wrote! What about Qi training, what big week and little week, It's just some messy Taoist metaphysics, you are going to take the exam next year! Write this kind of stuff every day, why do you take the number one exam?"

Jiang Xiuwen took the paper off his face: "Sir, how many times do I have to say it, I really don't want to go for the No. [-] Scholar exam!"

The gentleman slapped the table with a slap: "Jiang Xiuwen! When I first entered the academy, who swore that I must study hard, and I will win the toad palace to benefit the people in the future?!"

"It's me." There was nothing he couldn't admit to what he had said.

Jiang Xiuwen's answer was so straightforward that the husband's face was trembling: "Then what about you now? How do you make these crap every day, how do you win the toad palace? How do you benefit the people?"

"I used to think that as long as I study hard and go to high school in Japan, I can save the world and benefit the people, but I don't think so now." Jiang Xiuwen also pointed out that he lit a cluster of spiritual fire and burned the article he wrote. into ashes.

"You don't think so, so what do you think now?" Mr. Jiang Xiuwen, who had never seen a little bit of Taoist magic, was startled by Jiang Xiuwen's move, "And you, you, you, what kind of magic is this?"

Jiang Xiuwen said: "It's just some ways to get started with Taoism. Don't be nervous, sir. As for what I think now, it's very simple. Since studying hard can't save the world, I'll switch to cultivating immortals. As long as I'm strong enough, I can naturally protect the world." Safety."

The gentleman was taken aback, his face still blue: "Why do you think so?"

Jiang Xiuwen clenched his fists: "Why don't you think so? Let me ask you, sir, how many people were killed by the evil spirits in Huating Town a few days ago? Is the government helpless? Can they just sit and wait for death?"

Mister is speechless, because of the evil spirit, the government really has nothing to do, after all, the disparity in strength is too great.

"Sir, if you don't tell me, I'll just accept it as my husband's acquiescence." Jiang Xiuwen said, "My dream, Jiang Xiuwen, is to save the world, not to educate the world, so I thought scientific research was not suitable for me, so I chose to cultivate immortals. What's wrong?"

The gentleman pointed at him: "But if you do this, wouldn't you be wasting your ingenuity? You know, you entered the academy as No.1 back then!"

Jiang Xiuwen said impatiently: "How many times have I told my husband that although I did well in my studies back then, that first place was really just a coincidence. I don't have that level, so why do you bother to praise me so much?"

Seeing that he was so stubborn, the husband was almost furious: "Jiang Xiuwen! You have to think clearly! Are you really going to give up the scientific examination?!"

"Of course I've thought it through." Jiang Xiuwen raised his hand, pointing three fingers to the sky, "I, Jiang Xiuwen, swear, I will never have anything to do with scientific research and focus on cultivating immortals."

Mr. threw an ink ingot at him: "Get lost!"

In daily life, the gentleman who puts etiquette above all else couldn't help scolding people.

Jiang Xiuwen was also obedient, she just got out, and left the husband's small room on the spot.

When I went out, many classmates came to inquire.

"Brother Jiang, are you really going to cultivate immortality?" One person asked, "Is it reliable?"

With a wave of Jiang Xiuwen's hand, he shot a wind blade, and directly cut off a big bamboo in the nearby bamboo forest: "Do you think it's reliable?"

The man hastily cupped his hands and bowed, willing to bow down.

Until leaving the gate of the academy, Jiang Xiuwen was dealing with various problems, and heard a lot of condemnation, because in the eyes of many scholars who have been studying all the year round, the so-called cultivating immortals is just a trick of the rivers and lakes, and it is not worthy of Jiang Xiuwen. This kind of No. 1 Jiaojiaoying just went to learn.

After leaving the academy, Jiang Xiuwen bought a jar of wine and went to a small hill behind Huating Town.

This place is called Luoxiapo, and watching the sunset from this place is also a superb view.

Although he decided to cultivate immortality, Jiang Xiuwen didn't know the way ahead, and was even a little confused. If he wanted to cultivate immortality, did he have to learn from a teacher?If you want to apprentice, you must worship the most powerful sect. Which sect is the most powerful in the cultivation world?

Just as he was thinking, a deep male voice suddenly came from behind him.

"You are really here."

When Jiang Xiuwen turned around, it was indeed that dark guy.

"Didn't you go to the south for disaster relief? Why are you here?" Jiang Xiuwen took a sip of wine and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

The person who came was Lu Junqian. Ever since I saw him in the examination room, Lu Junqian's ghost had been haunting me. No matter where Jiang Xiuwen went, I could always hear rumors about him, and I could always see him.

Every time, Lu Junqian especially likes to drag him to the brothel, and then ask a group of girls to sing, babbling, Jiang Xiuwen doesn't like to listen to such profligate sounds, so he can quarrel with Lu Junqian every time, but The more he didn't want to hear it, the more Lu Junqian let the girls sing.

Today, it has been more than a year since the two first met. Although Jiang Xiuwen particularly hates Lu Junqian's flirtatious attitude of passing through a hundred flowers and covering his body, to be honest, he is still worth being with. As a prince, one person is under one person and more than ten thousand people, he was contradicted so many times by such a poor scholar, and he did not use his power to avenge his personal revenge, which is still rare.

"The disaster relief is over, I happened to pass by here on the way back to Beijing, and came to see you." Lu Junqian sat next to Jiang Xiuwen naturally, raised his eyebrows and smiled at him.

Jiang Xiuwen made a sharp cut: "As far as your virtue of not doing business properly every day, I don't know what the emperor thinks, even if you are asked to provide disaster relief, you are really not afraid of more disaster relief? And when you come back from disaster relief, shouldn't you return to the emperor first? If you stay halfway like this, you won't be afraid that the emperor will question you."

"I can think that you are worried about me?" Lu Junqian suddenly leaned in front of Jiang Xiuwen.

"Who the hell is worried about you? Your face is too big!" Jiang Xiuwen slapped Lu Junqian's face with his palm, and pushed him away: "Be careful! Don't get so close to me! It's disgusting!"

Lu Junqian's smile deepened: "Don't worry, I have sent people back to Beijing to pay the order first, and the emperor will not question me."

"That's fine." Jiang Xiuwen gave him a blank look.

Lu Junqian chuckled, picked up Jiang Xiuwen's jar of wine and took a few sips directly on his back, the wine flowed down the corner of his mouth to his chin, and then into his neck.

Before drinking to the fullest, the wine jar was snatched away by Jiang Xiuwen: "Damn it, I drank it! Would you buy it yourself if you want to drink it?"

"We're both men, what's wrong with drinking the same jar of wine? Didn't we sleep in the same bed?" Lu Junqian blinked at him, lay flat on the grass, turned around, and put his head on ginger On Xiuwen's lap.

"!!!" Jiang Xiuwen moved his head and moved down, "Dog, who made you sleep on my leg? You want to die, don't you?!"

Lu Junqian was like a heavy pendant, pressing firmly on Jiang Xiuwen's leg. When he was about to be moved, he simply reached out and grabbed Jiang Xiuwen's wild wrist: "Don't do it, I went to the disaster relief for the past few days. There are no boards or pillows, so you can pity me, can you let me sleep for a while?"

Jiang Xiuwen roared coldly: "No way!"

Lu Junqian raised his eyebrows and made a pitiful look: "Then you are too cruel. I, Lu Junqian, have been in the world for so many years, and I have never seen such a cruel person like you. I have the heart to watch a good man who has just been saddled for the people lie down like this." on the ground?"

"You're so fucking shameless." Jiang Xiuwen punched him on the forehead so lightly that he couldn't even kill an ant. "Lie down if you want to. Why are you talking so much?"

Lu Jun closed his eyes contentedly, with a look of enjoyment.

After the two were silent for a moment, Lu Junqian suddenly said: "I heard that you are going to cultivate immortality and save the world?"

Jiang Xiuwen glared at him: "Why are you asking this? Don't you think I'm stupid and ridiculous?"

Lu Junqian: "I don't think you are ridiculous, I just think that you may need my help."

Jiang Xiuwen Nahan: "I cultivate my immortal, it has nothing to do with you, why do I need your help?"

Lu Junqian smiled: "You don't understand that. As far as I know, if you want to become a master of immortality, you must either have opportunities or have money. Otherwise, there are only four words."

Jiang Xiuwen said impatiently: "Which four words?"

Lu Junqian raised his eyebrows: "It's not good, and at your age, it's hard to have a chance."

Jiang Xiuwen twisted Lu Junqian's ear: "I'm only seventeen this year! What do you mean by my age?"

"It hurts, it hurts!" Lu Junqian wailed for a while, Jiang Xiuwen finally let go, Lu Junqian rubbed his ears and said, "You can't be gentle, listen to me carefully. You are really not old among mortals at your age, But in the age of a cultivator, it is really not young. To be precise, if the talent is good enough, the age of seven or eight is the age that is most favored by the immortals who travel around the world. No one will take a second look, so at your age, it is very difficult to have a chance, after all, among the apprentices of the masters of the immortal sect, those as old as you can basically be independent."

Jiang Xiuwen asked anxiously, "Then what should I do?"

Lu Junqian smiled and said, "I don't have a chance, but I can make up for it with money."

"Are you stupid, do you think that everything in the world can be solved with yellow and white things?" Jiang Xiuwen rolled his eyes.

Lu Junqian said: "Of course not, but on the issue of cultivating immortals, yellow and white things can indeed solve it, and it can be solved perfectly."

Jiang Xiuwen was puzzled: "How to say?"

Lu Junqian said: "Let me ask you, why are those immortals so powerful?"

Jiang Xiuwen: "Good talent."

Lu Junqian: "That's a good sentence, but it's not the root cause. The root cause is that they have unworldly cheats! And this kind of unworldly cheats can happen to be bought with money! Moreover, in today's immortal sect, the way of the sword is respected. If you If you really want to cultivate immortals, at least you must have one, at least one of the best immortal swords in the cultivation world. Although you practice diligently, decades later, you may obtain a certain divine sword through adventures, but at that time you will become The white-bearded old man, can he play? Of course, this is not the key, the key is that the time span is too long. And at this time, if you have money, you can directly invite the most powerful fairy gate in the cultivation world to create a peerless sword , you can get it in a few months, how convenient it is.”

Jiang Xiuwen didn't believe it: "How could those immortal masters who have cultivated for a hundred years be moved by yellow and white things?"

Lu Junqian shook his head: "I said Wenwen, don't you understand now?"

"Damn it, don't call me Wenwen!" Jiang Jue punched Lu Junqian in the chest.

Lu Junqian coughed several times after being beaten, and finally calmed down: "I was wrong, I was wrong, but you are too hard!"

"I still have heavier ones!" Jiang Xiuwen urged, "Stop talking nonsense, and continue quickly."

Lu Junqian said: "The people of the immortal sect practice the Tao, which is different from the Buddhist sect. The Taoist sect has no taboos about yellow and white things. Not only do they not have any, they also need money! Think about it, they have so many disciples to raise on the mountain, and they have no money. What should we do? You can’t let the disciples eat grass, right? You know, it’s very difficult to attract a group of disciples who can’t make money, so they actually need money, and we have the money they need most, isn’t it the best of both worlds?”

Jiang Xiuwen was moved: "Is it really possible?"

Lu Junqian nodded: "Trust me."

Jiang Xiuwen frowned: "But I have no money."

Lu Junqian raised his eyebrows: "I have."

Jiang Xiuwen was dubious: "You mean you are willing to lend me?"

Lu Junqian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "Yes, I am willing, but you have to pay it back. In order to prevent you from defaulting on the debt, you have to give me an IOU."

"Don't worry, I'm sure I won't renege on my debt!" Seeing that the dream of cultivating immortals was just around the corner, Jiang Xiuwen agreed without thinking.

That night, Jiang Xiuwen left with Lu Junqian and went to Qianwang Mansion in the capital.

When he got off the carriage, Jiang Xiuwen was really taken aback. As expected of a palace, the facade is imposing, and the door studs are all pure gold.

"Your home is too extravagant." Jiang Xiuwen said.

Lu Junqian smiled: "Who made me rich?"

Jiang Xiuwen glared at him: "If you are rich, you shouldn't be so crazy every day, right? Show off!"

Lu Junqian raised his eyebrows: "I have money, I can afford it, and spend it happily, so why am I showing off?"

Jiang Xiuwen made a cut, and then stepped into the gate of the palace unceremoniously.

As soon as they entered the door, sure enough, except for some nursing homes, the rest were all women, ranging from young girls in their thirteens and fourteens to old women in their fifties and sixties.

After Jiang Xiuwen was led to the guest room, Lu Junqian sent him ten servant girls, two of whom were in charge of personal service.

Jiang Xiuwen frowned: "Is there no male servant in your house? How decent is it to let two girls serve me?"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the two girls turned red.

Although Jiang Xiuwen has a bit of a bad temper, he explodes at the slightest moment of anger, and his speech is particularly rough, but he looks really delicate, white and tender, with delicate features, and looks like a frail scholar.

To be protected by such a handsome stranger, but it is rare for a woman not to blush.

Lu Junqian rushed to the housekeeper and said, "Let them go down, and replace Mr. Jiang with a male servant."

The housekeeper was stunned: "Is there a male servant in our house?"

Lu Junqian smiled: "Of course."

That night, Jiang Xiuwen was going to take a bath when a man came outside, but it was not a servant, but Lu Junqian.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Xiuwen took a change of clothes, puzzled, "Shouldn't you be dealing with official business at this hour?"

Lu Junqian raised the basket in his hand: "Don't you want a male servant?"

Jiang Xiuwen said impatiently: "I want a male servant, but I didn't say I want you, why are you here?"

Lu Junqian smiled and said, "I'm a man, and now I'm condescending to be your servant, isn't it a male servant? It's exactly what you want."

Jiang Xiuwen shuddered: "Are you crazy? There are so many women in your house, aren't you crazy enough?"

Lu Junqian flicked the flower basket: "It's not enough, you know, I can take all men and women."

"Stop joking!" Jiang Xiuwen waved his hand, "It's disgusting, it's not funny at all."

Lu Junqian: "I'm not kidding, I'm a man and woman!"

……

Other courtyard.

The housekeeper is ordering the maids in the house.

"Listen to me, Mr. Jiang today, although he sold his body to repay the debt and paid it to our lord, he is different from those who sold his body to bury his father on the street. I don't know exactly what happened, but it is definitely not The same! Besides, this Mr. Jiang might become our future princess, so you all pay attention, don't be disrespectful to Mr. Jiang!"

A maid was curious: "But he is a man!"

The housekeeper tapped the feather duster in her hand: "Are you stupid? It is because he is a man that he can become a princess. Otherwise, why do you think our prince has not even filled the house for so many years?"

The maid was at a loss: "Why?"

Housekeeper: "Because the lord likes men! Although I don't know why there are rumors that he has a lot of wives and concubines, but he really likes men, and he doesn't have any wives and concubines."

The famous prince is still a fledgling.