Chapter Fifty-Four: Bright Road

  Yang Yunqiu bought the mountain, but at his age, it's not easy to enter the mountain. Although Chen Juhong seems to be ignoring him, he returns home on time every night. If he really doesn't come back for a few days, Chen Juhong will definitely get anxious.

  Yang Yunqiu is not Sun Zhongming's wife after all.

  He simply cut out the beginning and end of the story, revised it a bit, and told it to Chen Jyun-niang.

  “……Are you saying that you are Mr. Tianzhi? The Mr. Tianzhi who wrote 'Di Renjie'?” Chen Jyun-ang was startled, suddenly lifted her head, and saw her son sitting in front of her, neat and tidy, with an extraordinary air about him. She let out a sigh, patted her chest, and bitterly smiled, “Mother hasn't paid attention to you these years, but it seems you've really made progress.”

  Especially in front of her, there were as many as 500 taels of gold.

  She has been following Sun Zhifu for so many years, and in total, she hasn't seen so much gold. If it weren't for Chen Juvian's usual firm temperament, they would all be blinded by greed.

  Her eyes sparkled, and she forced herself to calm down, pressing her hand against her chest to still the wildly beating heart. She took a closer look at Yang Yunqiu, for the first time feeling a sense of tenderness and admiration, also thinking that this son of hers was quite well-bred.

  "It's good that mother taught you well." Yang Yunqiu didn't flinch at all despite the dazzling gold in front of her.

  Chen Jiu Niang also collected her thoughts, she was actually a woman with insight, falling to the present situation, just being unlucky. She understood in her heart that what she should value was Yang Yunqiu's ability and character, not the gold in front of her. She couldn't help but sigh: "It's you yourself who has worked hard, Ming Ge Er, you have indeed grown up."

  When the child was young, she indeed often taught him to recognize characters, but she was always careless and taught whatever came to mind. Since Sun Zhaoming never spoke up, she didn't take it seriously either. Over the years, she had thought that this child wasn't clever and probably hadn't remembered much of what she had taught him.

  The books at home were all read by him, but the only decent book in the house was "Analects of Confucius". The rest were miscellaneous notes, travelogues, storybooks and some collections of contemporary poetry, which were all left behind by Sun Zhifu when he came to visit and forgot to take them with him. They were a disorganized mess, how could it be that his own son, who was only twelve years old, could write books that would make people want to read on and become obsessed?

  Even if she didn't have a place on stage, Chen Jü-niang was still very surprised.

  "Why use a set of books in exchange for a piece of wasteland?"

  Chen Jyun-niang frowned and asked.

  She thinks the person her son chose is quite good, Master Mi's temperament, she still understands, belongs to that kind of not many words, not many things, especially since he handled this matter, after he finished, he will absolutely put it behind his mind, just like nothing happened. This man is cautious and meticulous enough, so even if he doesn't have much ability, their old master is also happy to use him.

  Yang Yunqiu smiled and said, "I heard from a hunter that although Wēn Shān is steep and rarely visited by people, the hunters who often enter the mountain know of a very good path to take. Moreover, there are several hot springs on the mountain which can be beneficial for one's health if bathed in regularly. My son has been weak since childhood and taking medicine for many years hasn't had much effect, so I thought that perhaps bathing in the hot springs often would be helpful for him."

  Chen Jyun-niang was speechless at once, seeing Yang Yun-chiu blushing to the ears, and immediately filled in the subsequent situation on her own.

  "So you made money from writing books and found out that Master Mi likes your book, so in a moment of madness, you exchanged the book for a piece of wasteland?"

  Yang Yunqiu nodded awkwardly, and for a moment, she looked like a little girl again.

  The former Sun Zhaoming was a real child, but he didn't have the air of a child. The current 'Sun Zhaoming' is no longer a child, but perhaps spends the most time with dolls on a daily basis, and has also been infected with a bit of childishness.

  "Alright, it's not like you're losing anything. Now that you have your own ideas, which isn't a bad thing, but since your mother is still around, you can't just do as you please with the family property. This time, I'll let you take charge and practice, but in the future, think things through carefully before acting. Don't give others something to gossip about. You should know that having a good reputation will serve you better than any amount of money."

  It didn't matter to Yang Yunqiu in the past, anyway, it wasn't about studying for the imperial examination, and there was no hope of Sun Zhifu giving him a government position. Even Sun Zhaoyang was still an ordinary person, this little thing didn't count as anything. Someone with his status having their own small calculations was understandable, but if Yang Yunqiu wanted to become an official, he absolutely couldn't have any mistakes, the fewer flaws the better.

  Nowadays, Chen Juniang let him go through the bright road, only giving him ten taels of silver and no gold.

  This is not a small amount, Yang Yunqiu also knew that he was only twelve years old, and Chen Jinniang would not give him so much gold to use at will. Of course, she did not know that this money was just the remaining after he had spent it all and bought what he needed, and more gold and silver would come in later. Compared with the benefits afterwards, this little money is just a small change.

  Chen Jinniang didn't understand business, in her impression, writing books couldn't make much money, most of them were only poor scholars who wrote novels just to make a living.

  This five hundred taels was already an astronomical figure in her eyes.

  After chatting with Chen Junniang, Yang Yunqiu returned to her own yard, stretched her waist, and this cheap mother was a clever person. If she told her about this matter, she would definitely handle the remaining handover cleanly.

  Yang Yunqiu also wants to make this lower-level platform a base for cultivating talents, which requires perfection in all aspects.

  Back in the house, I drank a bowl of tonic soup prepared by Er Ya and said a few words: "I've been writing books for several days and I'm very tired. I want to have a good rest tonight, so don't call me tomorrow."

  Before going to find Chen Juniang, Wang Yi said that Li Zifeng had actually equipped all three of them with guns.

  He had long wanted to experience real hot weapons, and now was the time. After waiting for the base on the mountain to be built, he made more than a dozen guns and armed a group of people. Later, it would definitely play a big role. Although it is also necessary to use protective arrays, starting the protective array requires energy. Using firearms is absolutely much cheaper, and ordinary people can also take care of themselves. When he put more people in this lower plane, he had to give them defensive weapons.

  …………

  Opening his eyes, he felt a little dazed. Having stayed in the lower plane for too long, returning to Earth made him feel somewhat unadapted.

  Wang Yi, Liu Sheng and Gao Ming also returned, sitting on the bed chatting.

  Three guys were apparently very excited.

  "Teacher." Especially Gao Ming, as soon as he saw him, he smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Teacher, come quickly and take a look."

  Yang Yunqiu took over Gao Ming's pistol and looked at it. He also knew a thing or two about this. The exterior looks like the standard 92-style 9mm, but according to Wang Yi, Li Zifeng had taken them three to do some testing first, then brought back more than a dozen guns, each person tried one out, and finally selected one, with the names of the three people engraved on the grip. It must have been modified.

  Wang Yi and the others woke up and chatted for a while before each returning home, everyone was busy, especially Liu Sheng, who used to be the laziest guy but now didn't have enough time, spending all day in the library looking up data and even sneaking into university classes.

  Yang Yunqiu directly found Li Zifeng and had him take a tour of the weapon laboratory that was only on the third underground floor. Of course, it wasn't just for his interest in admiring firearms, but more importantly, Yang Yunqiu planned to create specialized weapons for Li Zifeng's people.

  The design drawing has been released.

  In addition to specially made protective clothing, special bullets and special medicine for removing evil spirits are also equipped.

  There are some people who have been affected by evil spirits and exhibit all sorts of strange phenomena. Yang Yunque has seen cases where someone becomes like a walking corpse, without any sense of pain, even when they've been mortally wounded, they won't die for half the day, it's really troublesome.

  Li Zifeng tried out the sample he made and couldn't help but laugh: "It's so easy to use, so convenient, no need for training... Ah, I thought your monks' artifacts would be much more complicated."

  Yang Yunqiu's mouth twitched. It wasn't as if those people were going to exterminate evil demons, now they were dealing with ordinary people, not even cultivators, how could they possibly use magical artifacts?

  Does this guy think it's easy to make a lightsaber?

  This was his first time visiting the underground third floor, right under the white building of the municipal bureau. Usually, investigators would appear in police uniforms, but with just one layer of flooring separating them, it felt like two different worlds.

  This place obviously has Yang Jingting's handwriting, the starlight on top is dazzling, like a decoration, just like the formation chart that Yang Yunqiu saw in her own future base.

  He analyzed it and found that although these formations were not complicated, they were also ingenious. They worked normally, and according to general theoretical speculation, even if a nuclear bomb exploded directly above, the third floor underground would be safe and sound.

  "I will establish a base in the Shang Dynasty, and at least it should be at this level in the future."

  Yang Yunqiu exclaimed in surprise.

  However, there's nothing much to see in the lab, just a few people making weapons, and that's about it. After looking around, I felt like it was very ordinary.

  Now the equipment he has accumulated in his laboratory is much more useful than these 'junk'.

  Yang Yunqiu hurried to class, and the doll collected a pile of materials. No one had time to care about other things, including Wang Yi's mention that "Central Asia Consulting" was suspected of fraud and had been filed for investigation by the public security authorities, which he didn't take seriously either.

  The class ended, Yang Yunqiu packed up her things and was about to head back to Yin Chao when she was suddenly pushed by Xue Qiao and stumbled forward, bumping into him.

  "Huh? Classmate?"

  Yang Daidai's face turned a little red, but she smiled openly: "Three days later is my birthday, I don't know if you have time to attend my birthday party... most of the classmates from several classes in the Materials College will go."

  Yang Yunqiu hesitated for a moment and nodded casually: "Alright, I'll go when I have time."

  The doll jumped out and laughed: "This little girl won't think of seducing you, will she?"