Chapter 15 Fifty thousand people!

The kingfisher lifted a slender leg out of the water, toes outlining.

Let the water slowly flow down the slender calf until it falls into the bathtub.

The surrounding petals are floating randomly, and together with the spices, the whole boudoir is filled with a layer of fragrance.

“Son, I know that I don’t like strong fragrance, so I ordered people to pick the petals and take a bath together. I don’t know if you like this fragrance?” Kingfisher smiled foolishly towards the window.

No matter what I thought, there was no reaction outside the window.

Kingfisher frowned slightly, and asked a maid to open the window, only to find a bag of silver and a note on the window sill.

“What did you write?” Kingfisher asked hastily.

The maid said: “My lord said that many tables, chairs and benches were broken in the fight today. This is the compensation, and he also said that he will come to visit some other day.”

“This bad guy!” Kingfisher’s pretty face flushed red, but he didn’t expect to catch Jiang Han again this time.

The maid couldn’t help but said: “Since the lady has said that Mr. Jiang is a bad person, why does the lady still…”

“The worse he is, the more I like him, sooner or later One day, the slave family will let him willingly redeem his body for the slave family, and then he will be married in eight palanquins! Hmph!” Kingfisher bit his lip, and a blush appeared on his pretty face.

Although it was anger, Jiang Han gave her money, which also showed that Jiang Han is a moral person and a principled man.

This is more than a million times better than those high-ranking officials who are full of big cakes.

Back then, Kingfisher admired Jiang Han not only because of Jiang Han’s ability to recite poems, but also because of Jiang Han’s style of doing things.

Growing up in Xinghualou since she was a child, she has met all kinds of people, some handsome young masters, but they are all ghosts and monsters in human skin. can be identified.

However, Jiang Han gave people a very different feeling.

In fact, Jiang Han didn’t go far away, but was on top of a house directly opposite Kingfisher’s boudoir.

He looked at the kingfisher in the bathtub, its tender body was covered by a puff of smoke, although he couldn’t see clearly, but there was a mysterious smell, he murmured: “It’s really… a fairy “

He returned to the pier, when Zhao Gonglu was directing the night boat.

Having learned the lesson from last time, Zhao Gonglu was also respectful when he saw Jiang Han: “Master.”

At the pier, Jiang Han had ordered that no one should call Jiang Han. Han “Left Protector” and other titles, their purpose here is to make money, so everyone also accepts this suggestion.

Just looking at Zhao Gonglu’s empty arms, Jiang Han threw a package over, turned around and went into the house.

Zhao Gonglu was puzzled, but he opened the package anyway, and inside was a magical prosthetic.

It turned out that the reason why Jiang Han came back late was because he went to a dark alley and bought an arm at a high price.

The prosthetic limbs in this world are driven by spirit stones, which are expensive, and the production methods are only in the hands of a few people. To put it bluntly, they are monopolized.

As for this prosthetic limb, it is absolutely impossible to buy it without three thousand taels of silver.

When Zhao Gonglu saw this arm, he immediately froze in place, his body trembling.

After a while, he turned to Jiang Han’s bedroom and said, “Thank you…young master.” You will see tears flickering in Zhao Gonglu’s eyes.

Just because Jiang Han didn’t speak doesn’t mean he didn’t hear. Hearing the “thank you”, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he turned around and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Ye Chen came to the appointment alone.

He also wore simple clothes, looking like a scholar.

“Sir!” Ye Chen saw Jiang Han and walked over happily.

Jiang Han smiled slightly: “Have you eaten?”

“I had some porridge soup in the morning, but now I’m a little hungry again.” Ye Chen touched his Belly said.

Jiang Han told Yang Hu: “Bring Brother Ye a pancake and a bowl of soy milk.”

“Yes.”

When Yang Hu After bringing the food, Ye Chen and Jiang Han sat together. He looked into the distance and found that the scenery of the pier was also amazing.

When eating in the attic, looking outside is the endless river, surrounded by green trees, this place is simply a wonderful place.

It is said that the world’s most skilled people like to live in a quiet place, and looking at it now, this sentence is not false at all.

“Sir, this is the sign. I have already put Mr. Hanjiang’s name on the list of lay disciples in my Tianshi Mansion. Then we can go to the test together.” landed.” Ye Chen said.

Jiang Han looked at a brass-colored sign, and he said, “Ordinary disciples?”

“Sir, I don’t know. And lay disciples, and most of these lay disciples are nominal…” Ye Chen explained, it turns out that in the Tianjian Sect, 3,000 people are just monk disciples.

It is equivalent to a university on earth, there are always resident students and day students.

The disciples who become monks are the students who live in the school, and the disciples who are laymen are the day students.

The overall strength is similar, but the way of cultivation is different. Monastic disciples care more about cultivating within the sect, while lay disciples practice in the rivers and lakes.

The internal strength of monkhood is stronger.

The layman has more combat experience.

Jiang Han said: “No wonder it is a giant of the righteous way. I don’t know how many lay disciples and monastic disciples are counted?”
, this number.” Ye Chen stretched out his hand.

And Jiang Han’s eyes widened: “Five thousand people?”

“No, fifty thousand people.”

Ye Chen’s voice just spoke Suddenly, there was a sound in the accounting room next to it.

Jiang Han said: “Uncle Yang, what’s wrong?”

“No, it’s all right…I fell to the ground.” Yang Wanli walked out with his arms on his waist and smiled.

But the sweat on his forehead flowed down.

Jiang Han also knew what Yang Wanli was thinking, he said: “Brother Long, Brother Hu, you guys go to rest with Uncle Yang, there is no rush to do things on the pier, you can do it in the afternoon.”
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“Yes, young master.” Brother Longhu said goodbye.

Jiang Han took a sip of tea and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Thanks to Ye Chen’s ability to make alchemy, he has a good relationship in the sect and can grasp some core information.

But 50,000 people is too exaggerated.

No wonder Mozong has no chance of winning even if it is a script.

After all, the total number of people in the Mozong now totals more than 3,000 people.

More than three thousand against fifty thousand?

Just kidding!

What’s more, there are still a few old monsters with terrifying cultivation bases who have been lurking all year round in the Heavenly Sword Sect!

There is absolutely no chance of winning by being tough, the abacus of this blood sect… is really ruthless, under the pretense of being the leader of the enemy, he wants to completely remove the demon sect!

“Sir?” Seeing that Jiang Han was silent, Ye Chen asked hastily.

Jiang Han said with a smile: “Oh, I was wondering… I wonder if there is any hope to see the legendary four beauties of the Heavenly Sword Sect this time. It is said that each of them is comparable to a fairy.”

(End of this chapter)