Eternal Life: Talent Grows with Age-Chapter 155 - 121: Age 50, Full Root Bone Aptitude!

Chapter 155: Chapter 121: Age 50, Full Root Bone Aptitude!

Plus, since Lu Chang’sheng had some dealings with them before, he could still pay a visit before leaving.

"If what you say is true, Her Majesty shouldn’t stop you—the ones who’ll try to block you are likely those few at the Royal Library."

In the courtyard, Kong Yuzhen spoke calmly and confidently.

It was only in recent years that she learned there were still Innate Martial Artists within the royal family.

Back during the war, it was these Innate Martial Artists who took action and steadied the people’s hearts.

Still, compared to the man before her, they were far inferior.

Kong Yuzhen knew perfectly well that Lu Chang’sheng had broken into the Innate Realm before he even turned thirty.

"I’ve heard those Innate Martial Artists were very dissatisfied with your performance last time in Black Mountain Prefecture—now that the Royal Library is in their hands, do you think they’ll let you in so easily?"

At this, Kong Yuzhen gave a snort and said, "A woman is a woman, after all—she can’t hold the situation down."

Lu Chang’sheng just smiled, acting as if he hadn’t heard her words at all.

The irritation in her tone toward the Empress seemed to be about the Royal Library, but really, it was probably about the seat beneath the Empress herself.

The aristocratic clans were entrenched; no matter how capable the Empress was, she couldn’t banish every opponent to hell.

There were bound to be some clans still unhappy with her rule.

For someone as shrewd as Kong Yuzhen, she couldn’t have blurted something like that without purpose—to all likelihood, she was probing his stance.

"Master Kong, you’re overstating it a bit. Honestly, the Royal Library doesn’t actually tempt me much—if I can’t get in, so be it."

"Chang’sheng is right. With your talent, why bother about such things?" Kong Yuzhen laughed.

"I came over this time to see if you might be able to get your hands on any more artifacts?"

"You all are still working on that?" Kong Yuzhen’s expression grew complicated.

"Not exactly—I just wanted to research a little myself."

Kong Yuzhen shook her head.

"A few years ago, Hong Yuan sent word that the two realms are about to merge, so I’ve rarely collected any artifacts since. Still, I do know others who have some. If you’re not in a hurry, you can wait here a few days, and I’ll have them bring it over to you."

"Thank you for the trouble, Master Kong."

Lu Chang’sheng said.

The help from Kong Yuzhen, Hong Yuan, and the rest, had not been small—if there was ever a chance in the future, he wouldn’t mind returning the favor.

A few days later, Lu Chang’sheng received over a dozen artifacts, packed them up, and left Jinghua Prefecture, returning to Black Mountain Prefecture.

In a blink, two months had passed.

Lu Chang’sheng had just gotten back to Black Mountain Prefecture when he received a piece of news that left him rather stunned.

"Chang’an is getting married?"

The royal manor.

Listening to Wang Heihou, Lu Chang’sheng’s expression was a bit odd.

The little brat who used to run around in split-crotch pants was about to start a family?

Time really did fly.

"Yeah! Time passes so fast—the kids have all grown up before we knew it." Wang Heihou sighed.

He had grown a beard now, looking a bit rough and weathered. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Which reminded Lu Chang’sheng of someone who was almost forgotten.

Li Long, the third chief of Black Tiger Mountain.

Last he’d heard, Black Tiger Mountain had sided with the rebels—he wondered what became of them afterward.

"Do you know which family it is?"

Lu Chang’sheng asked offhandedly.

Other than a tinge of sentimentality, he didn’t really have much of an issue with it.

After all, it was his own son—if it were a daughter, he might be less at ease.

At Lu Chang’sheng’s question, Wang Heihou’s face took on a rather peculiar look.

"The family in question is a bit connected to you."

"Oh? Who is it?"

Back during that battle at Black Mountain Prefecture’s city, and the later clashes between the imperial court and the aristocrats, many familiar clans had ended up in the dustbin of history.

There weren’t many acquaintances left.

"The Qin Family!"

Lu Chang’sheng furrowed his brow and pondered for a while before recalling just who this Qin Family was.

"And what do I have to do with the Qin Family?"

"Ha! How could you not? Don’t you know—the Qin Family’s old master still hates your guts."

Wang Heihou chuckled slyly.

It didn’t take long for Lu Chang’sheng to understand why.

Because it was Lu Chang’an who’d been courting the girl—the moment they dealt with the bride’s family, naturally their posture was a little more deferential.

The Qin Family was quite pleased with the promising Lu Chang’an, but for some unknown reason, one of the Qin relatives insisted that Lu Chang’an’s father make a personal visit to the Qin household to formally discuss the marriage.

So, Lu Chang’sheng wasn’t able to skip the trip.

When he got to the Qin Family, he finally learned what it was all about.

It made him a bit embarrassed, truth be told.

Because, waiting to receive him wasn’t the Qin Family patriarch, Qin Ming, but rather an elder woman.

The two of them talked for quite some time, mostly about the marriage between Qin Ming’s daughter Qin Ruo and Lu Chang’an.

During the discussion, Lu Chang’sheng noticed something odd.

The woman kept looking at him, her gaze ambiguous as if carrying some hidden intent, but when he asked, she simply smiled and said, "Scholar Lu, you’re overthinking it—I just find your manner quite remarkable and wanted to look a little longer!"

Saying this, she took the opportunity to steal a few more glances, with a hint of infatuation in her eyes, making Lu Chang’sheng a bit uneasy in his seat.

Enduring this atmosphere until sunset, the marriage arrangements were finally settled.

Lu Chang’sheng took a look at Qin Ruo—not exactly beautiful, but graceful and poised, definitely a fine match.

So he was quite satisfied.

"Now that everything’s settled, I’ll take my leave," Lu Chang’sheng said.

"Allow me to escort you, sir." The woman wore a purple robe, walking in measured steps. She escorted Lu Chang’sheng out of the Qin Mansion, then kept walking with him for several hundred more meters, only stopping when he spoke up to refuse.

"Father, who was that? Why was she looking at you so strangely?"