Chapter 49 (1/2)

There are hundreds of Xiuzhen families, large and small, around Zhenjiang city.

However, there are only thirty-six families with Jindan friars, which is called the thirty-six Xiuzhen families in Zhenjiang.

The Lu family, the predecessor of Lu Qingshan, is one of the 36 Xiuzhen families.

Lujia is located on the Mihe peak, the main peak of the Qianzhou mountains.

Even the Xiuzhen family always needs secular forces.

Mihe Town, located at the foot of Mihe peak, is a secular town subordinate to Lujia.

His predecessor was responsible for the family business, so he often traveled between Mihe town and Zhenjiang city. He was also very familiar with the road.

According to his memory, after a day's trip, Lu Qingshan entered Mihe town.

Lujia has occupied Mihe peak for a long time. After years of development, Mihe town is actually very prosperous.

The roads in the city are paved with bluestones. They are clean and tidy. On the long street where two carriages can run parallel, pedestrians are weaving and bustling.

Roadside houses are also mostly small buildings with two or three floors, and many buildings are carved with beams and columns, showing luxury.

In the west area of Mihe Town, there are a large number of businesses with good public security and elegant environment.

A garment workshop under the name of Lu family in the west district.

”I've given you such a little task and delayed so much. How can I trust you to give the garment workshop to you in the future!” I heard the familiar scolding sound from a distance, and Lu Qingshan couldn't help but smile on his face.

Look through the door.

I saw an old man with gray hair facing him with his back, a chicken feather duster in his hand, and spitting at a boy who was only fourteen or fifteen.

The young man bowed his head and looked like he was being trained. In fact, his eyes kept spinning. Obviously, he didn't listen to the old man's scolding at all.

Suddenly, the boy's rolling eyes caught a glimpse of Lu Qingshan at the door. His pupils suddenly widened, his fingers pointed to the door, and his voice trembled: ”Lu... Lu...”

”Lu what Lu!” seeing that the young man was still distracted when he was scolded, the old man blew his beard and stared, and his tone raised a few points: ”Lu Xun, you bastard, dare to be distracted, don't you?”

”Grandpa, it's brother Lu Qingshan!” Lu Xun finally relaxed.

”What Lu Qingshan...” the old man subconsciously turned around in the direction of Lu Xun's fingers and saw Lu Qingshan standing at the door with a smiling face.

Bang——

As soon as the old man loosened his hand, the chicken feather duster in his hand fell to the ground.

The old man's name is Lu Zhi. He is a collateral child of the Lu family. He has six layers of cultivation for refining Qi. When he was old, he retired from the mountain and took charge of the garment workshop.

Lu Xun is his grandson, just a mortal without any cultivation.

Lu Qingshan worked in this garment workshop before.

Lu Bei, Lu Qingshan's father, is one of the only three Jindan friars in the Lu family.

Therefore, even if Lu Qingshan has no cultivation talent and is just an ordinary mortal, he has a high position in such a large garment workshop and has mixed a middle-level manager.

......

It's a side house in the backyard of Chengyi square.

”What's the matter? What happened four months ago? We all thought you were dead. Lu Xun was sad for a long time...” Lu Zhi looked at Lu Qingshan's face and couldn't believe it.

Four months ago, Lu Qingshan escorted a large number of cloth to Zhenjiang city with three guys in the workshop. As a result, the four disappeared mysteriously on the road.

He immediately reported the matter to the family. The family also sent people from the Deacon's hall to investigate, but nothing was found.

After so many days, they have tacitly accepted that Lu Qingshan should have suffered an accident.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingshan appeared alive again.

”Grandpa, you still talk about me. Who hid in the room and drank muggy wine alone during that time?” Lu Xun said disdainfully.

”You son of a bitch, you can be right. Grandpa and green mountain talk. What are you talking about?” Lu Zhi slapped Lu Xun on the back of his head and taught him a lesson.