《The Land of Provence》Chapter 1: He is a Dust (1)

《The Land of Provence》
Chapter 1: He is a Dust (1)
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Breath! Breath!
The pitch black locomotive spewed white steam as it passed through the tracks.
Bang! Bang!
The crankshaft pulls the connecting rod, causing the wheels to rotate rapidly, rhythmically colliding with the gaps between the rails.
Woo!
A whistle.
A train with only five carriages passed through a tunnel, traveled through a valley, and headed towards the vast wilderness of Providence.
In the third carriage, a handsome woman is drawing her eyebrows in front of the dressing table.

Why is there a dressing table in the carriage?
Why does she have to dress up in the carriage?
She can not only dress in the carriage, but also dance inside.
Because she is the only one in this carriage.
She is Zhuo Yuling, the second wife of Lu Dongliang, the head of the Lu family.
This train is a special train for the wealthy families of Providence and the Lu family.
Now, she is the hostess of this train.
The first carriage is filled with coal.
The second carriage contains luggage and on-board expenses.
The third carriage is the master's bedroom.
The fourth carriage consists of a restaurant and a card room.
The fifth carriage is divided into two guest rooms.

Zhuo Yuling combed her head and pushed the waves. Her eye shadow was deep, but her powder blusher was light. Her white cheeks set off bright red lips.
She was dressed in a blue Yin Danshilin high necked cheongsam, with a hem just below her knees, and the two slits revealing a bit of the lace of her underskirt. Her tight waist and slightly padded beautiful shoulders carried a seductive luxury.
Zhuo Yuling is almost mature, and her exquisite clothing and makeup make her look as if she is under thirty.
Squeezing and twisting~
The carriage door was pushed open, and the figure of Lu Dongliang, the head of the Lu family, appeared under the light yellow wall lamp.
Fine smile lines rose up with the beauty mole at the corner of her mouth, and Zhuo Yuling in the mirror showed a sweet smile.
Zhuo Yuling doesn't like to wear shoes. She walked barefoot on the dark yellow floral carpet and came to Lu Dongliang, affectionately calling out, "Master."
Lu Dongliang, who was over half a century old, pinched Zhuo Yuling's face and felt that this woman was still as delicate as when she first met, and could always provide him with a little comfort.
But it's just a hint.
Exhausted, Lu Dongliang took off his suit, untied his vest, loosened his tie, sat on the sofa, opened a bottle of foreign wine, and poured himself a glass.
Halfway through the drink, the melancholy in his heart quickly became evident on his face, and Lu Dongliang couldn't help but sigh.
Zhuo Yuling sat next to Lu Dongliang, took out a cigarette from the iron cigarette box, put it on her red lips, lit a match, lit the cigarette, and delivered it to Lu Dongliang's mouth: "Master, what's bothering you?"
Lu Dongliang took the cigarette and took a strong puff, saying, "He Jiaqing is coming back tomorrow. He played cards with his aunt He Yuxiu just now. Listening to her movements, I'm afraid he will regret marrying Xiaolan."
He Jiaqing is the legitimate son of the powerful He family in Prozhou.
Lu Xiaolan is the daughter of Zhuo Yuling and Lu Dongliang.
If it weren't for the decline of the He family in recent years, the legitimate son of the He family would not have married the illegitimate daughter of the Lu family.
Zhuo Yuling smiled calmly and said, "Master, haven't we discussed before? Xiaolan won't let He Jiaqing return to Prozhou alive."
Lu Dongliang bit his cigarette and furrowed his brows, saying, "That kid from the He family has exceptional talent. He also has Xuansheng Honglian in his hand, which is not a easy character to deal with. I'm worried about Xiaolan..."
Zhuo Yuling shook her head and said, "Master has been overthinking. That kid from the He family is just a mediocre person. He spent his prime without putting in effort to cultivate and went to study in the Huan Kingdom. For four whole years, he wasted so much time. What did he get?"
Lu Dongliang touched his eight character mustache on his upper lip and said, "Young man, you've become more playful. If you wait for him to take charge of the He family's business..."
Zhuo Yuling stood up and walked to the turntable, saying, "Those who can't stop playing with their hearts are mediocre people. If a mediocre person takes the treasure, they should become a dead person. As long as they get on the train, they will definitely die."
That turntable is one foot higher than the bedside table, with one big, two small, and three golden speakers above it.
Zhuo Yuling picked up an iron cup and added two cups of water to the small horn on the left.
Lu Dongliang looked at Zhuo Yuling and said, "I heard that the young leader of the Jiang Xiang Gang also wants to take action against Honglian. He has a status in Huan State, and this person is not easy to deal with."
Zhuo Yuling sneered and said, "Is what the master said about Xiao Zhenggong? This fool can't even be considered a mediocre. He's just a cockroach, a disgusting cockroach.",
Not because of his father's banner, Xiao Zhenggong had already been trampled to death. With his little heart, how could he defeat Xiao Lan? "