The 8th Taiyuan Wang Clan (Part 1)
You, how dare you!" Lu Changzong's face turned crimson upon hearing this, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood
"Elder brother, are you lost in thought?" Lu Zhaoying observed clearly and asked curiously, "Is it possible that our gains today are not substantial? Is our achievement not enough to evoke envy?"
Didn’t they say that the eldest son won a victory at Qingfeng Mountain? How could he return so quickly
"Speak up, what has compelled you to rush into the manor?" Although Lu Sicheng's voice was soft, Lu Zhaozi could sense a hint of anger in his words, perhaps even a trace of surprise.
"Young Master, I have found several letters in a room. Please take a look at them." At this moment, a young officer was kneeling on the ground, holding several letters in both hands.
Lu Zhao-ci shot a fierce glare at Lu Chang-zong before entering the Golden Standard Hall
Oh, is this not my Lu family's lion? The hero has returned, and indeed, his demeanor is extraordinary! How dare you ride a horse in front of the Golden Standard Hall? Lu Zhao Ci, do you not remember the family rules of the Lu family?" Just as Lu Zhao Ci dismounted, he saw several people standing in front of the Golden Standard Hall, with his second uncle Lu Chang Zong at the forefront. Behind him were Lu Zhao Bing and several sons of Lu Chang Zong, such as Lu Zhao Song, Lu Zhao Qing, and Lu Zhao Ming, all of whom wore expressions of jealousy and mockery.
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Indeed! I heard that not only have we recovered the grain that was stolen from us, but we have also seized a considerable amount of grain. Our ancestors have already instructed to hold a celebration banquet, preparing for a grand celebration tonight. Why has the eldest son returned so soon?
"Elder brother, what do you mean?" Lu Zhaoying's expression changed, as if he had thought of something, and he said, "Which family?"
Lu Zhaozi reached out to take the letters, casually pulled one out, glanced at it, and his expression changed as if he had thought of something. He quickly gathered several letters and mounted a warhorse, saying to Lu Zhao Ying: "Fourth Brother, I have urgent matters to attend to at Jiahu Fort. The remaining matters here will be entrusted to you." As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Lu Zhao Ying to respond, he spurred the horse and galloped down the mountain, quickly disappearing from Lu Zhao Ying's sight. Seeing this, Lu Zhao Ying opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again.
Lu Zhaozi shook his head and, pointing at the mountains of grain and fodder before him, asked, "Sir, these supplies amount to several hundred thousand stones. That Caoshangfei is merely a bandit; what does he need with so much grain? Moreover, the equipment of these ruffians is hardly inferior to that of my Lu family's private soldiers. Hehe, this is indeed strange. That Caoshangfei also has that young man who fought with you, and they both wield long spears. The use of long spears is highly taxing; only nobles can afford to use them, and it takes at least a decade of training to master them. Caoshangfei is just a bandit, yet he can wield a long spear with such exceptional skill. Sir, I fear that this group of strongmen is not ordinary. We should hasten to move these supplies back to Jiahubao and inform Grandfather; that is the right course of action."
"Zhao Ci, come in and speak!" Just as Lu Zhao Ci was about to be scolded, a frail voice suddenly came from inside the room, clearly having awakened Lu Si Cheng.
Passing through the back hall, I soon arrived at Lu Sicheng's study. The study was relatively small, with light filtering through the window paper onto the desk. An elderly man was sitting upright in a chair, a hint of kindness visible on his face; it was indeed Lu Sicheng.
"Impudent, https://m.hetushu.com The clan leader is resting; please wait for a moment or speak to me!" Lu Changzong's handsome face flushed red, as if he had realized he was being overwhelmed by Lu Zhao's imposing presence and felt a sense of shame.
"What are you to speak to me? What is your status? Get lost!" Lu Zhaoci displayed a hint of sarcasm on his face. He was aware that in the past, Lu Changzong often regarded himself as the future head of the Lu family, and Lu Sicheng had not refuted this, which is why Lu Changzong frequently took it upon himself to make decisions on certain matters.
"Grandfather, this was discovered during the assault on Qingfeng Mountain," Lu Zhaoci quickly took out several letters from his bosom and handed them over.
"Zhaoci, come to the study!" Lu Sicheng's aged yet authoritative voice resonated once more, but to Lu Zhaoci's ears, it sounded like a thunderclap. Lu Sicheng's study was not a place for ordinary people to enter; in Lu Sicheng's memory, he had only heard that his father, Lu Changqing, had entered once at the age of eighteen, and thereafter, he never had the opportunity to go in again. At this moment, Lu Sicheng unexpectedly invited him into his study; what could this signify?
The discussions among the servants were numerous, but Lu Zhao did not hear them. At this moment, he was unaware of how many thoughts had crossed his mind, as the steed galloped swiftly towards the Golden Standard Hall.
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhaoying's expression changed slightly. Although he was skilled in martial arts, it did not mean that he was devoid of cunning, especially since he had grown up in a large estate and had adapted to all of this from a young age. He simply lacked the survival experience of Lu Zhaoci from two lifetimes. At this moment, with Lu Zhaoci's reminder, he quickly identified the underlying issue.
Perhaps we might encounter some bandits again? Nowadays, who knows how many bandits there are in our great Sui Dynasty
Lu Zhaozi shook his head, stating that those capable of supporting thousands of people with top-tier equipment must be families with histories spanning hundreds or even thousands of years. However, in the case of the Great Sui, there were simply too many such families.
Elder brother, look. The thick fog on the mountain has not yet dissipated in the early morning, but it cannot obstruct Lu Zhaoying's joyful mood. After a night of fierce battle, although the Lu family's five hundred private soldiers suffered some losses, the gains are equally astonishing. The mountains of provisions before him are more than enough to offset the losses of the Lu family
Hmm, not bad. The fourth brother can send someone to Jiahu Fort to have the family send someone to receive the grain and the maps and books. Lu Zhaozi merely nodded, his tone very flat, as if none of this could arouse his interest at all
"Hmph! I have important matters to report to Grandfather, so step aside." Lu Zhao-ci's expression turned cold, resembling the appearance of a god of death. Although Lu Chang-zong and the others had learned a few tricks from the local masters, they were no match for Lu Zhao-ci. Last night, he did not know how many people he had killed, and the murderous aura surrounding him had yet to dissipate. At this moment, seeing the other party's unreasonable behavior, the aura of death immediately surged forth, causing Lu Chang-zong and the others to turn pale with fear, unable to help but take two steps back.
The grandson has seen his grandfather! Lu Zhaozi did not dare to be negligent and quickly paid his respects.
"Oh! The Wang family of Taiyuan!" Lu Sicheng's originally calm face suddenly changed, and a sharp light burst forth from his originally murky eyes. His aura surged dramatically, causing even Lu Zhaoci, who was opposite him, to change his expression. The old man before them was quite extraordinary
Within the Jiahu Balu family courtyard, at noon, a sound of galloping hooves was heard. The crowd saw a warhorse racing towards them, and some servants were about to stop it. However, upon seeing the person on the horse's back, they immediately stepped aside, no longer daring to obstruct it, and could only watch as the warhorse galloped past.