It had originally been nothing more than a family feast for Su Mo, Chen Gan, and a few others.
For various reasons, fifty or sixty people ended up coming!
They had to buy the alcohol several times over.
Su Mo was not short of money now, so naturally he made sure everyone ate and drank their fill, with hosts and guests alike thoroughly enjoying themselves.
After more than an hour of uproar, the guests each took their leave.
Chen Gan was completely drunk.
With a county magistrate bigwig covering them from above, Subordinate Clerks and constables assisting them below, and the Imperial Guard providing powerful support from outside!
From now on, who would still dare look down on the Su and Chen households?
Su Mo, this fledgling, had actually leaped to become the hottest figure in Changping County.
How could Chen Gan not get drunk?
In the end, Scar Meng and the others had to carry him home.
Madam Qian naturally went back with them.
Chen Yiyao, this pretty little girl, had originally wanted to stay behind to look after Su Mo.
But after Madam Qian shot her a glare, she could only pout and leave unwillingly.
Before departing, she kept looking back every few steps, reluctant to part. She even made a special trip to the rear hall to urge Sister Qin to take good care of Su Mo.
Su Mo, who had been pretending to be drunk, was left both amused and exasperated.
This little girl really was quite pretty.
She took after her mother. Judging by Madam Qian's still charming looks at barely over thirty, it was clear where her daughter had gotten it from.
Although she had not fully grown into her features, she already had the makings of a beauty.
Faint willow brows, an oval face, cherry lips, and a pointed chin—she fit the aesthetics of later generations quite well.
Her personality was somewhat uninhibited, but she could also be described as lively and spirited.
Unfortunately, she was his cousin. Their fates were doomed not to meet.
If they had not been blood relatives, Su Mo would actually not have minded marrying her once she grew older and fully matured.
He had transmigrated to an ancient era where a man could have three wives and four concubines.
They were all men, so there was no need to bring up hypocritical talk about being devoted to one person.
Su Mo was absolutely willing to marry several wives and concubines.
Otherwise, would he not have transmigrated in vain?
The guests left one after another.
Chen Bao, the illicit salt dealer, dawdled until he was the last to leave.
Seeing that he still had no intention of going, Su Mo finally could not stand it anymore.
As a shut-in in his previous life, Su Mo had never been good at socializing. He had simply pretended to be drunk, hoping the guests would take the hint and leave once they had eaten and drunk their fill.
In the end, the most clueless one was actually Chen Bao!
Even Chen Gan had left, yet he was still there!
At seven or eight degrees, the rice wine was like beer and indeed made it difficult for Su Mo to get drunk.
The problem was that memory had a fixed capacity!
Su Mo had no choice but to open his eyes, casually greet Chen Bao, and then hurry toward the rear hall to find somewhere to empty his memory!
He had just turned through the small door from the front hall.
When he collided head-on with someone.
Su Mo instinctively reached out and pushed, then felt as if he were playing ball—playing basketball.
The next second, with a bang, a fist landed squarely on his nose!
At the same time, a delicate shout rang in his ears: "You filthy lecher!"
What the hell!
Su Mo rubbed his throbbing nose.
He stared in bewilderment at the tall, beautiful woman who had appeared out of nowhere.
Surely I'm not actually drunk?
A guest this stunning had come to his home, so how had he not known?
This made no sense at all!
Could she be a female thief, here to steal his valuables?
And besides, so what if she could play basketball! Charging into someone while carrying the ball was a foul, did she know that?
Hearing the commotion, Chen Bao hurried over to take a look.
He saw Su Mo staring blankly at his daughter.
His daughter, meanwhile, was glaring furiously at Su Mo, her face burning with shame and anger!
Chen Bao was rather surprised. "Why did you come out?"
"Officer Su, this is my daughter, Qianyu. She came back with Uncle Chen to escort Sister-in-law and the others, so she came here with them."
Seeing that blood was even running from Su Mo's nose, he quickly asked again, "Officer Su, are you all right?"
Su Mo thought to himself, So that's what happened.
But Chen Bao's daughter was quite something.
She was so heroic that she looked just like a female knight-errant, and her fists were hard as iron too.
But the situation was urgent—his memory was about to overflow—so he had no time to say more. He wiped away the blood from his nose, tossed out, "Make yourselves at home," and quickly slipped away.
A quarter of an hour later.
Su Mo returned to the main hall.
He saw the female knight-errant with her head hanging, stubbornness showing in her eyes. She had clearly been scolded by Chen Bao, yet was still refusing to submit.
Su Mo could not make heads or tails of it. "Uncle Chen, what happened?"
Chen Bao snorted. "This dead girl!"
"I told her to apologize to you, but she refuses no matter what! She's infuriating me to death!"
Before they came, he had made everything clear.
He had told her not to offend Su Mo under any circumstances, and she had agreed.
Yet she had opened with a punch that made Su Mo's nose bleed. How could Chen Bao not be furious?
Su Mo sized up Chen Qianyu, who was at least five feet nine inches tall, only slightly shorter than the long-legged Captain Lin.
He felt a little emotional.
The people of this world suffered from poor nutrition and insufficient food, so they were generally not very tall.
And that went for women, too.
Few men even exceeded five feet seven; Chen Gan, for instance, was not even five feet three.
At six feet tall, Su Mo could already be described as standing head and shoulders above the crowd, a crane among chickens.
He had never expected to encounter two stunning beauties over five feet nine in succession!
They were tall and slender, with large eyes and dainty noses. Their looks were outstanding enough already.
But for even their grain stores to have developed so well—that was truly going too far.
Earlier, Su Mo had nearly thought he was playing basketball.
Having taken advantage of her and then asking her to apologize was something even Su Mo, with his thick skin, could not do.
He smiled and said, "This was all my fault!"
"I accidentally bumped into... Miss Chen earlier. I'm the one who should apologize!"
As he spoke, Su Mo cupped his hands and bowed toward Chen Qianyu. "I have offended you. Young lady, please do not take it to heart!"
Chen Qianyu raised her head in astonishment and looked at Su Mo.
He was actually apologizing to her?
He had bumped into her, but it had obviously been an accident. She had been at fault too, and she had even punched him!
A man apologizing to a woman was an exceptionally rare sight!
Especially since she had already witnessed Su Mo's terrifyingly powerful connections!
For such a man, who held authority in his hands and possessed powerful connections, to take the initiative and apologize to a woman was even rarer!
Su Mo did not think much of it.
If one did something wrong, one naturally had to apologize.
That was the correct worldview instilled in him over several decades in his previous life.
Seeing Chen Qianyu staring at him in surprise, Su Mo grew suspicious. He could not help touching his still-aching nose. "What is it?"
"Is your nose bleeding again?"
Only then did Chen Qianyu come back to herself. Her pretty face flushed faintly as she said softly, "Yes... Actually, I was at fault too."
"Your... your nose is all right, isn't it?"
A female knight-errant, after all, had fairly upright values.
When Su Mo took the initiative to admit fault, she immediately began to feel embarrassed.
Su Mo smiled. "It's fine!"
"A man is bound to suffer a few injuries now and then. I have thick skin. It's nothing!"
The female knight-errant felt even more embarrassed. Her pretty face flushed crimson, and she could not find the words to speak.
Su Mo turned to Chen Bao, thought for a moment, and said, "Uncle Chen, it's already past the Xu hour, and the city gates closed long ago."
"If you don't mind, I'll tidy up the side room now. Why don't you two spend the night here?"
The Su Residence was not large, but it was still a two-courtyard household, with a front courtyard, main hall, middle courtyard, rear hall, and side room.
Naturally, it had no shortage of guest rooms.
It was just that no one had ever lived in them, so they were a little untidy.
Chen Bao hurriedly said, "I wouldn't dare trouble Officer Su!"
"We'll simply find an inn and spend the night there!"
As he spoke, he gave Chen Qianyu a meaningful glance.
If he had come alone, Chen Bao naturally would not have refused. But with his daughter there, it was no longer appropriate.
An unmarried young woman staying in a single man's residence would inevitably invite gossip if word got out!
Seeing her father's look, Chen Qianyu remembered the important purpose of their visit. She hurriedly handed Su Mo the brocade box she had been holding all along.
Her face was still somewhat flushed as she said softly, "Officer Su... Young Master Su, this is Father's congratulatory gift for you."
Su Mo laughed. "You came all this way, so why bring a congratulatory gift?"
"Uncle Chen isn't an outsider!"
Chen Bao's expression turned solemn. "You can't put it that way!"
"Though Uncle Chen is crude, I still understand etiquette."
He paused, then continued, "Besides, this item is useless to Uncle Chen. In Officer Su's hands, it might prove immensely useful!"
Su Mo was stunned. He glanced at the brocade box. "What is inside?"
Chen Bao enunciated each word: "The Immortal Cultivation Method!"
As soon as he said this.
Su Mo's expression suddenly changed dramatically!
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