What a lucky world!

Chapter 253 You bastard, give me back my wife!

Qingyuan City, dilapidated wooden house.

Luo Chenghuan's hands and feet were tied tightly, with rags stuffed in his mouth, and he was curled up in a corner.

With a creaky sound, the wooden door was pushed open. Luo Chenghuan watched a middle-aged scholar walk in. The scholar seemed to be in poor health. He coughed every two steps, as if he was a sickly person.

The scholar walked up to Luo Chenghuan and squatted down. Only then could Luo Chenghuan see the other person's face clearly.

The other person looked to be about forty years old. Although there were some wrinkles on his face, he must have been a handsome scholar with delicate features when he was young.

The scholar reached out and took the rag out of Luo Chenghuan's mouth.

"You... I'm the son of the Luo family. My father is Luo Dingnan, and my grandfather is Roosevelt. If you... you want money, my family can give it to you. Any amount is fine..." Luo Chenghuan said hurriedly, "Please don't hurt me. I... I swear to you, I will never let my family pursue you..."

The scholar ignored Luo Chenghuan's pleas for mercy and simply passed the bowl to Luo Chenghuan's mouth, saying, "Drink some water!"

Luo Chenghuan lowered his head and saw that the bowl was filled with clear water, but his face changed drastically. He thought the water in the bowl was poisoned. He quickly shook his head and shouted, "I'm not thirsty, I don't want to drink, I'm not thirsty..."

"Forget it if you're not thirsty!" The scholar coughed and drank the water in the bowl in one gulp, with no intention of blocking Luo Chenghuan's mouth again.

He stood up, smoothed his chest, and said to Luo Chenghuan: "Don't worry, as long as your family releases my wife, I won't hurt you."

Luo Chenghuan was stunned.

Your own family stole the other party’s wife?

Luo Chenghuan looked at the middle-aged scholar again. According to his age, his wife should be quite old too.

Could it be that Xu Niang still retains her charm even though she is middle-aged?

Shouldn't this be my own doing? Why are you saying it was my family who kidnapped me?

Is it Daddy? Or Grandpa?

Oh, the old guy was having a lot of fun himself, and he also disciplined his son every day. Now, he has implicated his baby.

However, if this is the request, Luo Chenghuan must have it in his mind.

No matter what kind of person the other woman is, she is just an old lady and is definitely not as good as him, the only legitimate son in five generations.

It will definitely be changed!

Steady!

……

Luo family.

"What's the matter?" In the main hall, Roosevelt put down his pipe and asked Luo Dingnan who walked in.

Luo Dingnan shook his head: "That Chilong refused to speak a word and refused to transform into a human form no matter what."

"Did you use torture?" Roosevelt asked again. "As long as you survive, I can find a way to extract the dragon's energy."

"It's used!" Luo Dingnan nodded, "The punishment of pulling out the scales."

"It's no use!"

Roosevelt frowned slightly, and after a while, he sighed softly: "Huan'er will never come back..."

Luo Dingnan didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

……

The sun sets slowly and quickly, and fiery clouds appear on the horizon of the sunset.

Zhang Mu looked at the setting sun that looked like molten gold and shook his head.

The Luo family has not yet given them any news.

The message sent to kidnap the eldest son of the Luo family said that if Chilong was released before sunset, he would release the hostage.

According to the Luo family's plan, they must ask him and Long Yunbo to help them deal with the kidnapping bandits.

The fact that there has been no news so far is telling.

"The Luo family plans to sacrifice their legitimate son." Long Yunbo said.

Regardless of whether the clan's forbidden technique didn't work or they were unwilling to give up the captured Chilong, their ultimate choice was to give up their legitimate son.

"In the eyes of a large family, clan fortune is indeed more important than a bloodline," Long Yunbo said. "They are betting that the rewards will be greater if the clan fortune improves."

Zhang Mu shrugged: "Let's go and watch the fun."

Long Yunbo nodded, and the two walked side by side towards the Luo family.

……

When the sun completely set, the moon climbed up the branches and the moonlight scattered over Qingyuan City.

A thin figure appeared under the Luo family's entrance archway and slowly walked inside. Zhang Mu and Long Yunbo stood on a high platform in the distance, watching the scene.

Their judgment is very accurate.

A very simple question -

Is Luo Chenghuan more important to the Luo family, or is Chilong more important to the kidnappers?

Obviously, in this option, the Luo family won the initiative with their indifferent family affection.

The Luo family can give up Luo Chenghuan, but the "kidnappers" cannot give up Chilong!

In this way, the offense and defense are reversed, and the "kidnappers" are forced to come out of the dark.

At this point, Zhang Mu could no longer accurately sense the clues about the Yinhu Sword, but since he was involved, he had to wait and see the outcome.

From Long Yunbo's perspective, regardless of whether he takes action or not, from the perspective of the "Conglong Family", he has to figure out the clues.

So they chose to wait and see before deciding.

From the moment the thin figure walked into the Luo family archway, the Luo family had already received the news.

……

"Dou Pengqi?" Luo Dingnan felt that the name was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"It's Dou Jieyuan from that year!" said the housekeeper.

Roosevelt was immediately impressed when he heard this: "The Dou family kid from Wangjiang Tower in the south of the city..."

There is a tavern in the south of the city, called Wangjianglou. The name sounds grand, but it is just a small two-story tavern, close to the river, with a nice view. It has been run by several generations and is considered a century-old brand in Qingyuan City.

There was a child in the Dou family's generation, the third in line, named "Pengqi", which was taken from the poem "The great peng rises with the wind one day" by the poet Li Bai.

It can be said that the name was not wrong. Dou Pengqi was indeed a seed of learning. He started to learn at the age of five, became a scholar at the age of twelve, and became a juren at the age of nineteen. He was also the top scorer in Feng'an County that year. He was also famous in Qingyuan City and was regarded as the next seed of great Confucianism.

In fact, Roosevelt also had the idea of marrying Luo Dingcui to Dou Pengqi.

Don’t think that Confucian scholars are not as prosperous as warriors. Scholars can also bring fortune to the family, especially in a peaceful and prosperous era. The bonus of literary fortune to the family is even greater than that of military fortune.

"Clan Records" records: The aristocratic families ask the master, and the master looks at the great scholars.

The most authoritative interpretation of this sentence is that families blessed with great Confucian scholars are more likely to produce martial arts masters.

In fact, any thousand-year-old family in the world will have both civil and military branches, with both masters of martial arts and great scholars of literature.

The secret here can probably only be known by crossing the threshold of the aristocratic family.

But this did not prevent each family from cultivating and attracting scholars.

Therefore, Roosevelt was very concerned about Dou Pengqi at that time, and even offered him a luxurious dowry.

But the Dou family politely declined the matchmaker, saying that Dou Pengqi wanted to concentrate on preparing for the imperial examination.

Roosevelt originally wanted to try again, but soon news came that Dou Peng was seriously ill.

His Luo family also sent valuable healing materials.

However, the subsequent developments were beyond everyone's expectations. Since Dou Pengqi recovered from his illness, he seemed to have lost his literary talent. He could no longer write amazing articles and poems, and his understanding of the sage's scriptures was much worse than before.

As a result, he failed in the imperial examinations for several times and was not admitted.

Roosevelt also gave up all his hopes for Dou Pengqi after he failed the imperial examination for the second time.

Thinking about it carefully, in the past twenty years, Dou Pengqi has long been indistinguishable from the crowd. He has resumed the management of his family's Wangjianglou and has become just an ordinary tavern owner.

There is even a folk song that goes like this: Looking at the river from the Wangjiang Tower, the great roc has not yet taken flight but has transformed into a fish and is swimming.

It was indeed a topic of conversation in Qingyuan City, but it was more like a joke.

But what a joke, what was he doing in Luo's house?
Could it be that he kidnapped Huan'er?
As a mere scholar, he was powerless and his most valuable possession was probably the title of top scholar twenty years ago.

He kidnapped the eldest son of the Luo family and now he is coming to kill them?
joke!

……

Dou Pengqi stood in front of the Luo family's vermilion lacquer gate, looked up at the plaque with the words "Old Sword, Deep Feelings" hanging on it, and coughed twice.

At this time, the vermilion lacquered door was closed, and the golden nail beast ring on it was dazzling, as if telling Dou Pengqi that he was not suitable to stand in front of the door.

Dou Pengqi raised his hand and swung it casually. In an instant, a sword energy flew out from his hand. With a "bang", the vermilion lacquer door and the solid iron plaque were directly chopped into pieces.

At the same time, Dou Pengqi's voice also resounded throughout Luo's residence -

"You bastard, give me back my wife!"

(End of this chapter)