When Xiao Liuzi bought the food, Zhu Yuanhao first tore up a chicken leg, then picked up some vegetarian dishes with chopsticks, took two steamed buns and said, "Yunsheng, don't blame him for being unpretentious, I'll send these to my mother first."

"It's okay, it's okay." Chang Jin waved his hands repeatedly and looked at Zhu Yuanhao a few more times.

After settling down his mother, Zhu Yuanhao returned to the banquet to persuade him to drink. The three of them drank very much. Before they knew it, the sun was west, and Xiao Liuzi left in advance.

There was no one in the room, and Zhu Yuanhao said, "Yunsheng, I'm asking a few brothers to secretly look for you these days. Unfortunately, I've been inquiring for a long time but haven't found your residence. I never thought that you came to visit today, and this important matter has finally been found."

"What's the point, what's it to me?" Chang Jin asked curiously.

"I've been living on the dock these days, and I met a rascal who asked you about your news. I was thinking about it and asked secretly. The rascal who knew it was not very clear, and only said that you seemed to offend someone and that the other party would be against you."

"Thank you, Brother Zhu, for telling me that the soldiers are coming to block the water and soil. Someone really comes to me, but Yun Sheng is not afraid." Chang Jin's eyes flashed, and then his expression became calm again.

Since his practice, he has died in Chang Jin's hands, and he has not taken it seriously at all.

However, the murderous intent at this moment made Zhu Yuanhao feel a chill on his back. Zhu Yuanhao thought that his eyes were very accurate, but when facing the scholar in front of him, he always gave him a vague feeling.

The other party's dress is no different from other scholars, but his attitude towards people is not as good as that of ordinary scholars.

Just a look made me look up at him without realizing it, and I also had a little caution in my words: "After that being said, Yunsheng is better off being careful. These people are very vicious and can do everything."

"I get it, drink." Chang Jin nodded.

As I was drinking, I heard a delicate voice coming from the gate of the courtyard, "Are you at home?"

"Miss Xiaoyu is here, my mother is at home, come in quickly." When Zhu Yuanhao heard a female voice outside the door, he hurriedly responded.

The voice is very familiar... Chang Jin was thinking that the girl had already walked into the yard and smelled the alcohol emitted from the house. She asked, "There are guests in Brother Zhu's house today?"

"I'm a friend"

This is Chang Jin just happened to walk out of the house. The girl was stunned when she saw him, and then she showed a surprise on her face: "Is it you?"

"The little boy Chang Jin has seen a girl." Chang Jin bowed and said. That's right, the girl in front of him was the one he met at the door of the pharmacy.

"You know each other?" Zhu Yuanhao asked in confusion.

"Brother Zhu, that's right. My brother's condition worsened today, so I went to Dr. Wang for medical treatment. But there was no money, so Dr. Wang refused to come to the hospital. Later, the money paid by this young master for me. I didn't have time to ask for my name at all, so Mr. Chang left... I didn't expect to meet him at your house. Thank you, my kind-hearted man..."

At the end, the girl was going to bend down to salute again, and Chang Jin hurriedly avoided it.

"Xiaoyu, what are you looking for my mother?" After chatting for a few words, Zhu Yuanhao asked.

"Yes, I almost forgot about this. The aunt asked me to make you a piece of clothing for you..." There was probably an outsider. The little girl blushed when she handed the package over.

"Thank you..." Zhu Yuanhao, who was originally generous, was also a little disgusted.

Chang Jin naturally saw something in this scene, but he didn't say much. Although the women in this world did not pay attention to men and women's teaching and receiving but not being close to each other like in ancient China, they also paid a lot of attention.

"I also want to make shoe samples for the Liu family, let's go first..." After saying this, the girl left in a hurry.

Zhu Yuanhao said seriously: "I thank you again for promotion."

"Brother Zhu is polite," Chang Jin hesitated for a moment and asked again: "I heard from someone that his brother is also a scholar, so why did his family fall into this place?"

"Young Master Chang doesn't know that Xiaoyu is also a miserable person..." Zhu Yuanhao smiled bitterly and said.

It turned out that Xiaoyu had an older brother named Lang Yuzhu, whose courtesy name was Debing. His ancestors were also rich. His great-grandfather Lang Chonghe once served as the prefect. Later, he was dismissed from office for his words and died of illness soon after.

Lang Chonghe was an honest and upright official during his lifetime. He received his salary and did not buy land, but instead purchased rare ancient books. After Lang Chonghe died, the Lang family soon fell into ruin.

By the generation of Lang Yuzhu, the family was already poor, leaving only the house full of books left by the ancestors.

Lang Yuzhu is even more fond of books. He never put down the book every day and does not do anything for childbirth. Finally, he reached the level of obsession. At the age of nearly thirty, he still does not propose marriage. When guests come to their homes, they talk to others, but only greet them for a few words, and they don’t even have tea. Then they throw the guests aside and read the book aloud on their own.

When I met such a person, the guest was still staying there and could only shake his head and leave.

Over time, no customer came to the door again.

Lang Yuzhu didn't think it was wrong. He still held the book and read it happily every day: "There are thousands of bells of millet in the book, the golden house in the book, and the beautiful woman in the book."

My sister Lang Xiaoyu couldn't stand it and had persuaded her several times, but when she saw that it was not effective, she had to give up. Her brother had no ability to manage, so Lang Xiaoyu had to go out to do some needlework for other people's homes, barely taking care of the food and drink of the brother and sister.

One day, Lang Yuzhu was studying in the yard, and suddenly a strong wind hanged, and several volumes of books on the table were blown away by the strong wind. He hurriedly got up and chased after him, but when he reached the corner of the wall, he stepped on the air and stepped into a big hole in the ground. However, it turned out that it was the grain buried underground by the ancients. Although it had rotted into dung and was inedible, Lang Yuzhu believed in the saying that "there are thousands of millet in the book."

Another time when he was looking for books, he found a golden paperweight in the pile of books. This made Lang Yuzhu very excited. Later, the golden paperweight was identified by someone and was just a piece of gold-plated iron. But Lang Yuzhu was even more obsessed with it, thinking that the saying "there is a golden house in the book" was also effective.

Later, Lang Yuzhu flipped into a maid's painting in the pile of books, and he immediately thought of the beauty of the book. Then he held the painting and looked at it day and night, without thinking about food and food, and reached a point of total obsession.

A few months ago, a matchmaker came to him to tell him about his wife, but Lang Yuzhu beat him out with a broom and said that he already had a wife named Li Niang

"Li Niang?" Chang Jin asked in surprise. His predecessor was already crazy enough to study, and he never thought there would be even more crazy people. Such people were obviously confused when they read books and were completely closed in their own world. In the words of later generations, they most likely suffered from depression.

"Where did Li Niang come from? I have been to his house several times, but I didn't see anyone at all. But Xiaoyu mentioned it accidentally, saying that there were times when he heard a woman talking in his brother's room in the middle of the night, and there was no sound when he approached. The next day, he asked Lang Yuzhu, but he also said that he was talking in a sleep... I guess he was really stupid in studying and was full of nonsense..."

"There are female voices at night, and the picture scroll" Chang Jin was originally just a joke about the book fanatic. At this moment, his heart moved and he felt that things were not as simple as he thought.

Perhaps it was the ghost that made Lang Yuzhu's mind confused.

Thinking of this, he spoke, "I don't know where Lang Yuzhu's family is. Can Brother Zhu accompany me?"

"The Lang family is at the end of the alley, what are you looking for him to do?" Zhu Yuanhao asked in surprise.

"Just just now, I heard from Brother Zhu that the Lang family has a lot of books, so I want to borrow a few to read them." Chang Jin casually made an excuse.

"This is probably difficult. The Lang family has a lot of books, but Lang Yuzhu loves books as much as his life and never borrows them." Zhu Yuanhao answered in a little embarrassed manner.

"It's okay, it's okay to go and see it. Whether it's successful or not"

Seeing that he insisted on going, Zhu Yuanhao had to lead the way.

The Lang family's house was left by his ancestors, and the courtyard walls were facing each other with blue bricks, which looked like a wealthy family from the outside.

Chang Jin released his spiritual sense and frowned slightly.

As expected, as I had imagined before, there were evil ghosts in the courtyard causing trouble.
Chapter completed!