A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 51 Ruan Fengshan

When Duan Rong stood in the stance, he was like a tireless machine, standing straight until midnight.

But tonight, he had just stood there for about an hour when someone suddenly called him.

"Duan Rong, disperse your power!"

Duan Rong felt that the voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

Duan Rong frowned, looked up to the sky, and exhaled all the white air in his mouth, then he looked around.

Not far away, the lanterns hanging under the eaves cast a dim light over. In the semi-darkness, Duan Rong recognized the face.

"It's Master Zhao Mu!"

Duan Rong's face lit up with joy. After all, Zhao Mu had taught him for three months and was a very nice person.

Duan Rong was unable to recognize Zhao Mu's voice at first because Zhao Mu spoke in a deep voice, which was completely different from his usual cheerful and easy-going attitude.

"Is this Duan Rong?"

A deep voice suddenly sounded from behind Zhao Mu.

Duan Rong then noticed that there was a person standing in the sparse shadows of the trees behind Zhao Mu.

This man had thick eyebrows, a sharp nose, a strong chin, and tightly pursed lips. He looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, at most one or two years older than Duan Rong.

"Yes, Mr. Luan. He is Duan Rong." Zhao Mu answered the man respectfully.

Duan Rong was slightly surprised by Zhao Mu's respectful attitude towards that man.

The man took a step forward, glanced at Duan Rong, and said coldly: "Duan Rong! Come with me to the inner courtyard!"

"Inner Courtyard? Now? What for?"

At this hour, he was asked to go to the inner courtyard. Why did Duan Rong feel that something was not right in there?

The man frowned, obviously not intending to answer Duan Rong's question.

"If I tell you to go, just go. Why would there be so many problems?" Zhao Mu urged from the side.

Duan Rong kept muttering to himself, but his feet remained standing where they were.

"If you don't want to go by yourself, I can break your legs and let Zhao Mu carry you!" There was a hint of anger in the man's voice.

"I didn't say I wouldn't go!" Duan Rong immediately changed his words.

This man obviously had bad intentions. Seeing that Zhao Mu obeyed his every word, he must be a powerful figure. As the saying goes, a wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. There was no need to argue with him.

Besides, the inner courtyard is a confidential area of the Yuanshun Escort Agency. Even the escort officers are not qualified to enter without being summoned.

Not only the manager of Yuanshun Escort Agency and Ruan Fengshan's family were in the inner courtyard, but also the accounting office and the treasury were in the inner courtyard.

The sealed vault not only stores the operating funds of Yuanshun Escort Agency, but also temporarily stores the escort items entrusted by customers.

There are three keys to the sealed vault, one is in the hands of the shopkeeper Ruan Fengshan, one is in the hands of the chief boss Luan Jingfu, and the other is in the hands of the chief accountant Xu Shouxian.

Although the sealed warehouse is in the inner courtyard, no one knows its exact location except these three people!

Asking him to go to the inner courtyard at this hour must mean something is going on.

You just don’t know whether it’s good or bad?
Duan Rong followed that man and Zhao Mu, crossed the martial arts field, and walked towards the inner courtyard!

Duan Rong suddenly discovered that the man was not wearing the clothes of a bodyguard or a leader of an escort, but a tight-fitting suit with black piping!
Duan Rong's thoughts immediately turned into a tizzy. Who is this person?

Duan Rong suddenly had an idea. Zhao Mu had just called him Master Luan.

Could this person be Luan Bao, the only son of Luan Jingfu, the chief of Yuanshun Escort Agency?
What happened in the inner courtyard that had something to do with me? It turned out that the son of the chief leader came to take me there personally!

Duan Rong felt even more doubtful!
He thought about his recent actions, found a few points that could easily cause trouble for others, and thought about his excuses in advance...

After a while, the three of them arrived at the gate of the inner courtyard.

At the entrance to the inner courtyard, lanterns were hung high, and four guards in tight clothes and holding knives were standing inside and outside. Looking at the strict defense, Duan Rong couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Luan Bao brought Duan Rong to a building, where they saw candlelight shining brightly inside the door, as bright as day. The bright yellow light shone out of the door, illuminating almost half of the yard.

There were two lanterns hanging under the eaves, shining their light on a plaque with three bold characters on it: Juyi Hall. Duan Rong's heart was pounding, and he felt more and more that something was wrong.

This occasion...

Why does it look like they are going to mess with him?
At this time, Zhao Mu actually retreated back at the door and turned around to walk out of the yard.

Luan Bao pushed Duan Rong, and the two of them stepped over the threshold and walked in together.

Duan Rong suppressed his pounding heart, pursed his lips, and looked inside the house.

In the middle of the hall, there was a tall, wide chair with a white tiger skin spread on it, with his back against a six-fold brocade screen with a tiger roaring in the mountains. A middle-aged man of about forty years old was sitting on it.

This man was dressed like a scholar, wearing a loose brown silk robe, with slightly chubby cheeks, a yellow face and no beard.

Below the tall and wide chairs are two rows of armchairs.

There was a person sitting at the top of each of the two rows of armchairs on the left and right.

Sitting in the upper right seat was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face. He had a beard, high cheekbones, deep eye sockets, and a forehead wrinkle that ran through his forehead as if carved by a knife.

And the person sitting in the upper left seat was actually Xiao Zongting!

Duan Rong felt relieved when he saw Xiao Zongting was there too.

Although they had not been together for a long time, Duan Rong could still feel the righteousness that emanated from Xiao Zongting's bones and his sincere desire to cultivate him.

As soon as Luan Bao entered the room, he walked silently to the back of the gloomy-faced middle-aged man on the upper right, and stood behind him with a knife in his hand.

Duan Rong's heart skipped a beat. He took a quick look and immediately guessed that the middle-aged man with a gloomy face was probably the head of Yuanshun Escort Agency - Luan Jingfu.

Looking at the seating arrangement in the hall, isn't it clear who is sitting on that tall, wide chair?

Xiao Zongting glanced at Duan Rong and said, "Duan Rong, why don't you go and greet the shopkeeper, Mr. Luan!"

Duan Rong's heart warmed slightly. Xiao Zongting was reminding him who the people in the hall were and not letting him be rude!
Duan Rong immediately stepped forward, clasped his fists, and said in a loud voice: "Apprentice escort, Duan Rong, greets the shopkeeper!"

"Greetings to the chief instructor, Mr. Xiao!"

"Meet Mr. Luan, the boss!"

Duan Rong bowed three times in a row and paid homage to everyone one by one, showing no sign of stage fright at all!

Xiao Zongting was slightly stunned. This kid was more capable than he thought.

Duan Rong was no longer nervous at this time. He thought, if the enemy comes, we will fight back; if the water comes, we will block it with earth. There is nothing to be afraid of!

Who has more eggs than anyone else?
Although Duan Rong paid his respects to them one by one, the order in which he paid his respects was Ruan Fengshan, Xiao Zongting, and Luan Jingfu.

This is very important!

You know, the status of the chief leader is obviously higher than that of the chief instructor.

But no one could find fault with Duan Rong's way of paying homage.

After all, Xiao Zongting was the chief instructor and he was an apprentice escort, so they had the status of teacher and student.

As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father. Who can say that he is wrong in respecting teachers?

But Luan Jingfu's expression turned cold. His deep-set eyes emitted a cold light. He stared at Duan Rong and asked in a deep voice, "Duan Rong, are you selling paintings on West Street?"

Duan Rong's heart trembled slightly, and he turned his head to look at Xiao Zongting.

Xiao Zongting met his gaze and said expressionlessly, "Just answer truthfully."

Duan Rong looked at Luan Jingfu and said, "Yes, it is true."

"Did someone almost commit murder on the street at 3 pm today?"

Duan Rong's heart skipped a beat, and he finally understood the purpose of this situation.

He immediately defended himself, "Something did happen while we were waiting in line. But luckily, nothing serious happened, and no one was killed!"

(End of this chapter)