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Chapter 1471 The Palace of Leftovers

Seeing that Wang Le didn't respond, Ma Fu raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes and looked at the other party and asked, "What? The young master is suspicious of the strength of me and Lao Li?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le shook his head without hesitation to deny it and responded: "Of course, boy will not doubt your strength."

At the same time, Young Master Wang was muttering in his heart: "If the old deaf man said this, I really believe that he has this strength."

Before Ma Fu could continue bragging, Li Hongru asked Wang Le first: "Young Master, this breakfast is also used. Should we go out and have a look?"

Wang Le immediately stood up and replied with a smile: "Of course you have to take a good look. It was too late when you entered the mountain gate yesterday. I just took a quick look along the way and didn't take a closer look. Uncle Li must introduce Nanhuaguan later."

Before Li Hongru could speak, Ma Fu laughed and said, "Young Master, you can have a good time with Lao Li, so I won't be dragging my legs down."

"Uh!" Wang Le looked at Ma Fu, who was covered in fat, twitched slightly, and nodded with a smile: "Uncle Ma, go and be busy with your own business. Just have Uncle Li to accompany me."

Then Ma Fu greeted Lao Li, turned around and crawled out through the back door of the dining room.

Wang Le and Li Hongru did not continue to make after-dinner tea in the dining room, and then went out through the dining room door.

Soon, under the guidance of Li Hongru, the old horse who knew the way, Wang Le turned left and right, followed the railings, walked through the path, left from the back door of the mansion, and walked slowly towards other areas in the view...

The sky is clear and cloudless, and the sun shines on the flat tops of the mountains. This Nanhua Temple, which is like a small city, does not have the magnificent brilliance, but has the foundation of the years, and is presented one by one on this dense palace and pavilion complex.

When Wang Le had just left the mansion and had not yet entered the edge of the center of the temple, he even saw the crisscrossing farmlands and vegetable fields, and young disciples were working hard to farm and irrigate in the fields.

Along the way, Li Hongru walked in front of him and led him. Unconsciously, Old Li slowed down and followed Wang Le one step away to show his master and servant's superiority.

From beginning to end, Wang Le didn't ask a word to Li Hongru, and just looked at all around him with relish.

The orderly, spacious and flat bluestone streets and the huge square can be compared with the Tiananmen of the four nine cities in the world.

The large and small palaces around the square are simple and elegant, especially the main hall that looks south and north, which is magnificent and solemn.

This made Wang Le, who had just walked into the square and put on a canopy to look at the opposite main hall, remembering the battle between the Forbidden City and the Qilin on the full moon night... Taihe Palace.

"I'll go, compared with the main hall of Taihe Temple and Nanhuaguan, it's simply the difference between a three-year-old child and an adult."

Wang Le took a breath of air conditioning and said in his heart.

Those disciples in the temple who entered the main hall were like ants against the backdrop of the magnificent main hall now.

Wang Le murmured to himself: "It's such a magical skill, you can't be rational!"

Li Hongru, who was following the side with a faint smile and respectfully saw that the young master finally broke his silence, quickly followed the other person's gaze and looked at the main hall in the distance.

Then Li Hongru smiled and said to Wang Le: "This main hall should have been called Lingxiao Hall. Maybe it was because the name was a taboo. It was destroyed by thunder and fire a thousand years ago. Now the young master saw it was a newly built one later. It was called Yimeng Hall."

"Yu Meng Hall?" Wang Le couldn't help but a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he secretly complained that it would be better to call Meng Yi Hall. This is more connotative.

As for Lingxiao Palace’s taboos, Wang Le would not need to ask, and he would also think of Lingxiao Palace in the Heavenly Palace, which is where the Jade Emperor lived.

"I really don't know what the ancestor Nanhua thought."

Such confusion flashed through Wang Le's mind, and he had nothing to do with him anyway.

After thinking about it, Wang Le pointed to the disciples who were traveling through the main hall and other large and small pavilions around the square, and then asked Li Hongru: "Uncle Li, the clothes these disciples wore are divided into black and yellow. Is there anything special about it?"

Li Hongru replied with a smile: "Nanhuaguan is divided into inner and outer sects. The outer sect disciples are all black uniforms, while the inner sects are all yellow clothes."

After a pause, Li Hongru further explained: "The best disciples of the inner sect are often the highest-level disciples under the head of Guanzhong and the elders, and they will be called true disciples."

"The clothes worn by the true disciples are white clothes, and the cuffs are inlaid with gold edges to show the value of status."

Speaking of this, Li Hongru saw Wang Le listening with relish, and then smiled and said, "Every generation of heads of Nanhuaguan are selected from the true disciples, and have never been exceptional."

At the end, Li Hongru did not forget to encourage: "With the emperor, you only need to practice hard by the young master. I believe that sooner or later, I will become a true disciple of the Confucianism!"

"Uh!" Wang Le couldn't help but twitch slightly, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "It seems that my grandfather has not revealed my martial arts cultivation."

Thinking of this, Wang Le was very satisfied. All he wanted was... low-key.

Of course, Wang Le also knew that his martial arts cultivation could only be hidden for a while, and it would not be hidden for a lifetime, especially if it was even more difficult to hide it from people around Li Hongru and Ma Fu.

Seeing that Wang Le didn't speak, Li Hongru thought the other party had no confidence, so he smiled and comforted him: "If the young master is unintentional to practice, he can also learn how to refine weapons and alchemy. I believe he will definitely succeed and achieve a career."

"Uh!" Wang Le could only laugh, and then took the initiative to change the topic and said, "Uncle Li, when he came out of the mansion just now, he didn't expect that he could see so many farmland and vegetable fields in Nanhuaguan. It was really surprising, well, it was eye-opening."

Immediately, Wang Le touched his chin, showed a deep thought, and continued: "The rice I ate last night and this morning, and even the rice I ate in Baiyujing and Luohuang Town, always feels that there is more than the rice in the secular world, but I can't say it for a moment, so I ask Uncle Li to answer my questions."

At this time, Li Hongru looked at Wang Le with a hint of appreciation for the first time. Obviously, before, he underestimated his grandson who was respected from the world.

"Young Master is so young, but he didn't expect to have a delicate heart with seven orifices, and he observed it so subtly."

"I thought he was from that worldly world and had a slight look at him. It was really a mistake. It seems that the Lord has a successor..."

Li Hongru thought of a lot.
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