northernbook Chapter 77 The Passionate Marshal's Mansion
Chapter 77 The Passionate Marshal's Mansion
"The day's plan starts in the morning. It seems that spiritual practice is like a boat sailing on flowing water; if you don't advance, you fall behind. The three of you have become lax in your spiritual practice!"
Zhao Yifan stretched and looked at the sky. It was already midday, and the three young wives were only just getting up one after another.
Upon hearing this, Mao Tongtong and the other two girls blushed slightly.
Indeed, the three of them had been lax in their cultivation. They were exhausted after just one session of cultivation and didn't wake up until noon.
"My dear husband, I'm sorry, you must be starving. I'll go and have someone bring you some food."
Mao Tongtong said apologetically that her husband hadn't eaten yet because he was taking care of the three of them, which was her dereliction of duty as a wife.
"No need, I think the timing is perfect. Let's go to the Marshal's Mansion to collect the debt and grab a free meal while we're at it."
Zhao Yifan said with a smile.
After the three women finished washing up, the group hailed three rickshaws and headed towards the Marshal's Mansion.
To be honest, the rickshaw driver was initially reluctant to take the fare, after all, it was the Marshal's Mansion.
However, Zhao Yifan offered too much, so the three rickshaw drivers discussed it and, with a determined effort, accepted the fare.
It didn't take much effort for the group to arrive at the Marshal's Mansion.
After all, this place is known to everyone in the entire Fengtian region.
"Yun Jin, use your divination techniques to examine this Marshal's Mansion, what do you say?"
Looking at the magnificent Marshal's Mansion in front of him, Zhao Yifan said to Zhuge Yunjin beside him.
Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Zhuge Yunjin's eyes. Immediately afterward, a strange formation spread outward from itself, quickly enveloping the Marshal's Mansion in front of him.
"This is!"
Within sight, the Qimen Dunjia formation shifted, and soon, Zhuge Yunjin noticed a clue.
Immediately, Zhuge Yunjin looked at Zhao Yifan with a shocked expression and said, "Husband, could it be that you also know Qimen Dunjia?"
"How to say?"
Zhao Yifan asked.
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Yunjin took a few steps forward, and then became even more certain of her thoughts, saying, "This talisman is located in the southwest Kun position, which is the sign of the death gate. This means that the owner of this house will soon face a life-or-death calamity!"
After saying that, Zhuge Yunjin looked at her husband with a complicated expression.
"Could it be that my husband is telling the truth when he says he is well-read?"
Zhuge Yunjin thought to herself, "He doesn't just think about cultivating on the three of us all day long. Could it be that he is secretly practicing some kind of magic? It seems that I was too superficial."
"Sister Yunjin, what's wrong? Our husband is calling us!"
At this moment, Wei Shuyi's voice startled Zhuge Yunjin awake.
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Yunjin looked up and, sure enough, Zhao Yifan was looking in her direction.
Immediately, Zhuge Yunjin stopped thinking about it, quickly walked a few steps to Zhao Yifan's side, and took the initiative to put her arm around his.
This was the first time Zhuge Yunjin had ever taken the initiative to put her arm around Zhao Yifan's arm in public. Not only were Mao Tongtong and Wei Shuyi stunned, but even Zhao Yifan himself was taken aback.
"However, this is not necessarily a bad thing."
Without further thought, Zhao Yifan put his arm around Zhuge Yunjin and walked to the front of the Marshal's Mansion.
"Who goes there? This is the Marshal's Mansion. Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to approach!"
Upon seeing Zhao Yifan and his group, the two guards immediately shouted at them and raised their rifles.
Facing the dark muzzle of the gun, Zhao Yifan simply smiled and said, "Notify the owner of this place and tell him that the debt collectors have arrived."
Upon hearing Zhao Yifan's words, one of the guards immediately flew into a rage and shouted, "What nonsense are you spouting? What do you mean by collecting debts? I advise you..."
However, before the guard could finish speaking, he was pulled back by another person beside him.
"Hey, you forgot? This morning, the young marshal was waiting at the door with several young ladies, saying he was welcoming some debt collectors. Don't you think it might be them?"
Upon hearing this, the guard who was about to drive Zhao Yifan and his party away was immediately startled and instructed his companion, "You stay here and keep an eye on them. I'll go in and report."
After saying this, the guard didn't think much of it and turned to enter the Marshal's Mansion.
Zhao Yifan and his companions didn't have to wait long. Soon, the guard who had gone in to report returned jogging back, followed by the young marshal and his entire family.
"Oh, so they've all come out. It seems there are some sensible people in the Marshal's Mansion. Is it the Marshal himself?"
Zhao Yifan thought to himself with a smile.
"Oh my, you must be our Xiao Liu's friend, right? You're such a handsome young man."
With a fragrant breeze, a middle-aged woman walked over with a smile beside the young marshal. As soon as she spoke, she identified Zhao Yifan as the young marshal's friend, rather than someone who had come to collect a debt.
Zhao Yifan did not refute this, after all, even if he was not the young marshal's friend, he would not become his enemy.
"Hehe, beautiful lady, I am indeed a friend of the young marshal. I hope my visit is not an inconvenience."
Zhao Yifan said with a smile.
"Giggle..."
Upon hearing this, the women couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle. Indeed, Zhao Yifan was not only handsome, but also had such a sweet tongue; which woman wouldn't be attracted to him?
"Little one, you're so funny. Auntie is almost old enough to be your mother, how can you call me 'sister'? You're so shameless!"
As she spoke, the middle-aged woman in front of her stretched out a finger and gently tapped Zhao Yifan's forehead.
This scene caused the young marshal's lips to twitch.
"My dear Fifth Aunt, this time we're planning to have my sister bring this boy to our house, not for you to do it yourself!"
The young marshal felt that something seemed to be growing on his father's bald head.
Of course, the young marshal only dared to think about such things in his heart. After all, this Fifth Sister came from a military family and her skills were also those of her master. He did not want to provoke her.
After exchanging pleasantries, the women, upon learning that Zhao Yifan hadn't had lunch yet and had come specifically to freeload, were not angry at all. Instead, they felt he was genuine and became even happier, bringing the two groups closer together.
This was a real and substantial effort to bring him closer. Didn't you see, even the Fifth Concubine personally took Zhao Yifan's hand and led him into the Marshal's Mansion?
The young marshal felt quite helpless about this.
Zhao Yifan's three wives were even more helpless. They couldn't do anything about it. It was just that Zhao Yifan's face alone was enough to attract women.
"Here, this is the rock sugar bear paw that our Marshal's Mansion chef is best at making. Try it!"
During the meal, the fifth concubine was very hospitable, and soon Zhao Yifan's bowl was filled with a small mountain of rare delicacies.
Even Mao Tongtong, who was always in charge of taking care of Zhao Yifan's daily life, found it difficult to get involved.
This scene made the young marshal feel a pang of sadness.
He regretted telling his aunts the good plan he had gotten from Hu Zi.
After all, if this kid were to enter the Marshal's Mansion, wouldn't I no longer be the most favored child?
Of course, there's no turning back now. The young marshal coughed lightly and said, "Well, Brother Zhao, as they say, one's character is reflected in one's gambling etiquette. I have high hopes for you and am planning to marry my second sister to you. What do you think?"