The Path to Immortality: Starting with an Analysis of Basic Concepts

moment.

"Um."

A lazy, light response came from the carriage shaft.

The steward dared not say more, turned around and waved his hand, and the convoy marched into the city gate in a grand procession.

Pedestrians and carriages all stepped aside, secretly observing the caravan. When they saw the royal banners tied high, they were surprised. After the caravan entered the city, they whispered among themselves.

"This gentleman actually came too."

"Wasn't it said that this person had a slushy relationship with the governor?...

"Hey, let's go check it out tomorrow, maybe there'll be something interesting to see."

"A spectacle? Ha, look at your own behavior! You think you're worthy to watch the spectacle of the governor and princess? You really don't know the meaning of death..."

"..."

The crowd murmured amongst themselves, but when the guards at the city gate glared at them, they all lowered their heads, fell silent, and entered the city in an orderly fashion.

soon.

Caravans of varying sizes entered the city one after another, drawing the attention of the people of Yongzhou City, who secretly wondered and murmured that the "Lord of the Prefecture" was making quite a fuss over his birthday celebration.

At this time.

The convoy, with its flags painted brown and embroidered with round stems and leaves, arrived at a vast and extremely luxurious mansion street covering thousands of acres.

The convoy slowed down immediately.

As soon as the vermilion gates were opened wide, a group of people rushed out and stopped right in front of the mansion.

"Master, we have arrived at the 'Prefectural Lord's Residence'. The one who has come to pick you up is the second son of the main family, 'Qin Hou'..." The steward glanced at the person who had arrived, knelt down in front of the carriage, and respectfully announced.

After saying that.

Two women of exceptional beauty emerged from the carriage and drew back the curtain. Immediately, a burly man with a crimson python robe, flowing hair and beard, and eyes like copper bells stepped out of the carriage.

At this time.

The young man with a jade-like face, leading the crowd waiting outside, quickly stepped forward, stood before the carriage, bowed respectfully, and said:

"The nephew greets his uncle."

"Hahaha..." Zhu Yu, disguised as Qin Ying, imitated his previous mannerisms, laughed twice, stepped down beside Qin Hou, raised his hand and patted him heavily on the shoulder, laughing loudly as Qin Hou begged for mercy:

"Hou'er, you'll be taking over the position of 'Prefect' in the future. You can't be too weak. After your brother-in-law's birthday, come back to Glen County with me for some proper training..."

Upon hearing that he would take over the position of "province lord," Qin Hou's face lit up with joy. However, when he heard that he was to be sent to "Gelan County," he shook his head repeatedly and waved his hands in apology.

"Thank you for your kindness, Uncle, but I really can't leave the 'prefecture,' so Qin..."

He stopped talking abruptly halfway through his sentence, his face turning somewhat gloomy.

If it were the original owner of this body, she would definitely ask this nephew, who was of unknown generations, what the reason was. But Zhu Yu pretended not to see Qin Hou's "ask me quickly" look, laughed it off, and said instead:

"Where is my brother-in-law?...

Qin Hou frowned almost imperceptibly, but considering the personality of the person in front of him, he didn't think much of it and shook his head, saying:

"Father is still in seclusion, Uncle..."

He was about to say something when Zhu Yu interrupted him with a yawn.

"The journey has been long and I am exhausted. I will pay my respects to my brother-in-law after he leaves the pass tomorrow."

As he spoke, he yawned, looking tired.

Seeing this, Qin Hou, though somewhat unwilling, had to suppress his inner thoughts and smiled as he gestured, "Uncle, please come with me. I have prepared a garden for you to rest in advance."

As he spoke, the servant behind him stepped forward to lead the way.

Watching the group enter the "Prefectural Governor's Mansion," Qin Hou's smile faded. He paused for a few moments, then suddenly said:

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"Do you think my 'uncle' has been bribed by 'Qin Chuan'?..."

The words were spoken.

Following behind him, a young man dressed as a Confucian scholar shook his head and said, "Perhaps it's possible for others, but Lord Ying would never do it. Young master, have you perhaps forgotten that matter..."

Qin Hou's eyes showed doubt, then he seemed to remember something, suddenly slapped his forehead, and said with amusement, "I almost forgot, this 'uncle' of mine almost took the life of my good older brother..."

He looked regretful as he spoke.

At this moment, a stern-looking young man holding a sword standing next to the Confucian scholar suddenly spoke up: "He is dangerous."

These words were spoken.

This attracted the attention of Qin Hou and the Confucian scholars.

"Very dangerous?... " Qin Hou was taken aback for a moment, then narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly, "It seems my 'uncle' is quite the expert."

The Confucian scholar said, "It is better to entice someone with profit than to move them with emotion."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hou pondered for a moment, then raised his hand to summon the steward, gave him a few instructions, and after the steward left, he turned to look at the end of the street, where a convoy of cars, much larger than Zhu Yu's, with white flags embroidered with ears of rice, slowly approached.

His face lit up with joy, and he went to wait on the street in front of the door ahead of time.

But at this moment...

A group of six people walked out of the vermilion gate. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a black python robe with a solemn expression. Behind him were young men and old men with different auras and expressions.

"Greetings, Young Master."

Upon seeing the newcomers, the servants all knelt down to pay their respects, while only the scholar and the young man with the sword who had spoken earlier remained silent with their eyes lowered.

Qin Hou frowned almost imperceptibly, then his face lit up with a warm smile as he clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Brother greets elder brother."

"hehe…"

Qin Chuan scoffed, ignoring him completely. He glanced at the convoy with the "White Rice" flag embroidered on it, raised an eyebrow, and turned to look at the opposite lane.

A group of fewer than a hundred people, all clad in heavy black armor, slowly approached. The lead chariot was pulled by a lion and a tiger with unusual horns on their heads, as large as wild bulls.

It has not yet arrived.

A fierce aura surged forth first.

Despite the impact of this aura, Qin Chuan and the others remained expressionless. However, among Qin Hou's group, apart from the scholar and the sword-wielding youth who remained calm, everyone else was pale-faced and had blank stares.

"snort…"

Qin Hou's expression was slightly gloomy. He snorted coldly, bringing everyone back to their senses. He took a deep look at the carriage guarded by heavily armored guards, then turned and walked towards the convoy whose banners were embroidered with "white rice".

Not long after.

With smiles on their faces, the two led a plump middle-aged woman, dressed in a palace robe and as wide as a door, and an old man in a white robe, with white hair and beard, who had a somewhat otherworldly air, to the front of the mansion.

They exchanged a glance, both seeing the chilling look in each other's eyes.

The middle-aged woman and the white-haired old man seemed completely unaware of each other's presence, exchanging a few pleasantries like old friends before following him into the mansion.

soon.

A motorcade with a purple flag embroidered with clover slowly drove up to the mansion gate, from which stepped a middle-aged man in a black robe with a cold and sinister face.

He was greeted by a young man with a fair complexion, purple eyebrows, and white eyes. With the young man's constant smiles, he entered the mansion.

As time went on.

One convoy after another arrived.

They were either received by the young master of the "Prefectural Lord's Mansion" or by the steward. Soon, the deserted "Prefectural Lord's Mansion" became lively, with servants coming and going and delicious food being served.

at this time.

Egret Courtyard.

Zhu Yu was playing with a crystal jade box. Through the lid, he could vaguely see that inside was a small object with a flowing golden halo.

"That's quite generous..."

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