newbobooks Chapter 170: Fame and Wealth
Chapter 170: Fame and Wealth
[It’s so funny. We are not his parents, why should we know other people’s whereabouts?]
[Besides, you don't ask clearly and then you get angry. You let someone run away without paying attention, and then you blame others for not keeping a good eye on you. Where's your face?]
Mo Jinyi's face darkened.
The people of Jinzhou are so ignorant that it's as if their brains have been eaten by zombies.
Before he could open his mouth, Li Desheng, who was standing next to him, shouted at him.
"How dare you! Open your paws before you curse. Who can you curse? Aren't you afraid of losing your life?"
The crowd outside who were watching the fun came to their senses from their anger after being threatened by Li Desheng.
Looking at the people in front of them who were dressed in luxurious attire, even more luxurious than some wealthy businessmen in Jinzhou, they all fell silent.
When passers-by saw that they could not get any concrete news, they shook their heads and sighed, and left with regret.
"Forget it, forget it. Let's go to the Alchemy Conference and ask Mr. Wu and we'll know. Maybe my daughter has a chance?"
"It's extreme, it's extreme."
Mo Sheng looked at this scene and smiled slightly sarcasticly.
[Look, the purpose of the person behind the scenes has been achieved, right?]
[Master Huan Wu, little do you know that what you think is a good life is actually sending your daughter into a hell.]]
Mo Jinyi's eyes were filled with gloom.
It was quite interesting what Master Wu said, but his influence seemed a bit high.
Li Desheng saw that Mo Jinyi's face was very worried, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.
It seems that someone is going to bring about his own destruction again, and it is feared that innocent people will be affected as well.
Mo Jinyi looked at the road that was gradually being cleared by his own people, curled his lips slightly, and walked towards the stadium holding Mo Sheng.
His deep and magnetic voice rang in Mo Sheng's ears.
"Xiao Sheng'er, let's go and watch the fun at the scene."
Mo Sheng calmed down his anger, and his face, which was originally slightly angry, became meaningful.
【Isn’t this very lively?】
When Mo Sheng and the others sat down in the seats arranged by Manager Liu, their view was facing the judges' podium.
Mo Sheng looked around and found that all the people participating in the competition were already seated in a row in the stadium. On the table in front of them was a huge stove and some tools.
There are two long rows of tables on both sides of the stadium, on which are placed some medicinal herbs and stones of different colors and strange shapes.
[It seems that these gourd-like furnaces are the alchemy furnaces to be used today. These people have done some homework to make others believe them.]
She looked at the judges' seat opposite them. Several people had already sat down, leaving only two seats in the middle empty.
Mo Sheng looked around.
She turned her head and drank the homemade health drink by Doctor Qiao that Mo Jinyi fed her, while drooling at the exquisite and fragrant snacks on the tea table in front of her.
After about a quarter of an hour, Mo Sheng became a little impatient.
If she didn't start, she felt that her saliva would run out. Didn't she see that her father would tease her until her face broke with laughter when he saw her drooling?
[When will it start? These two people in the middle are really good at keeping us in suspense. What’s the matter? Do they need someone to call them to learn the role of Pipa Girl?]
Seeing that she was beginning to look very irritated, Mo Jinyi stopped teasing her, fearing that if he teased her too much, she would ignore him for the next few days.
He picked up the handkerchief and wiped away the crystal silver hair from the corners of Mo Sheng's mouth, then looked up at the empty seat in the field with a smile.
Li Desheng next to him: “…” Your Majesty, if you don’t want to laugh, you’d better not laugh. It’s a bit creepy.
Fortunately, Meng Qiyuan and others also knew that if the time was too long, people would become dissatisfied, so he took Wu Bufan and hurried over in a carriage.
In Meng Qiyuan's carriage, Meng Qiyuan was wearing official uniform. His middle-aged and fat body lay in the arms of his maid, letting her massage his forehead.
He turned his head to look at Wu Bufan, who was wearing a green shirt, holding a whisk in his hand, with a calm expression and sitting upright, and spoke in a flattering tone.
"Mr. Wu, we still have a while before we get to the stadium. Why don't you take a rest first?"
Wu Bufan opened his slightly closed eyes, nodded slightly at Meng Qiyuan, and politely declined his kindness.
"Master Meng, thank you for your kindness. I have already adjusted my internal breath. In order to be in a good state later, I will not lie down for now."
Meng Qiyuan didn't care when he saw him refuse.
"Yes, yes. You are very thoughtful, Mr. Wu."
After Meng Qiyuan stood up from the maid's arms and sat up straight, he yawned, took the pill handed to him by another maid and swallowed it.
He began to speak again.
"After today, Mr. Wu, your reputation will rise to a higher level, and your followers will grow even stronger. Mr. Wu has so much talent, why don't you use this opportunity to seek a higher position and realize your ambitions?"
When Wu Bufan heard his words, there was no change in his expression, but a gleam of light flashed in his eyes that were narrowed into slits.
"I don't seek high or low status. But if one day my talent can be used by the country, fame and fortune will follow. At that time, I will regard it as nothing."
When Meng Qiyuan heard his words, he understood them. After all, he had climbed to the position of Governor of Jinzhou, so he was naturally not an ordinary person.
Meng Qiyuan smiled and stopped talking, changing the subject.
"Of course, Mr. Wu is a person from the outside world. I was rude just now."
Meng Qiyuan looked at the scenery outside the window and suddenly realized that he had arrived at the stadium. He stood up impatiently and got off the carriage.
"Mr. Wu, we've arrived at the competition venue. Shall we go down together?"
When Wu Bufan heard his words, he opened his eyes, nodded, slowly stood up and followed Meng Qiyuan out of the carriage.
The people watching the fun on the sidelines saw their eyes light up.
"Master Wu is really here, and Master Meng brought him personally."
"Yes, yes."
They thought of the information they had received earlier and were about to ask.
Wu Bufan and Meng Qiyuan were already walking quickly towards the arena.
"Sir, Mr. Wu. Everything is ready inside, waiting for you to enter."
When the doorman saw them coming, he opened the door and led them in.
Mo Sheng saw the door to the stadium open and two men, one thin and one fat, walked in. The fat man was wearing an official uniform, while the thin man was wearing a green shirt and holding a whisk.
[The fatter one must be Jinzhou Governor Meng Qiyuan, and the one dressed like a Taoist priest with an air of immortality must be the Master Wu that everyone is talking about.]
Mo Sheng looked at the close-up photo projected from Xiao Ba.
[These two people don’t look simple]
Mo Jinyi was a martial artist with sharp ears and sharp eyes. He watched the two people walking towards the judges' podium in unison.
He raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly.
"Sheng'er is right. Neither of these two people is simple. For example, the governor of Jinzhou made such a big move in Jinzhou, but there was no news in the court. It's really interesting, interesting."
Li Desheng waited on the side, silently listening to what his Majesty said, and secretly mourned for those old guys in the court.