I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

This was the happiest first month in Wenjia's life. Carrying a heavy amount of gold in my waist, and having face in front of all the brothers, I couldn't even think about it before, but now that I have actually achieved it, I feel that it is still a little lacking.

That's right, how can a real man hang out in the market? You should seek out famous teachers and acquire good skills. From now on, you will be able to wield your sword to the ends of the earth and be worthy of being a human being.

He sat elegantly in front of a long table in the lobby of Yuehe Building, surrounded by four or five brothers. On the table were seven or eight plates of wine, vegetables and fruits, and a dozen pots of slightly sour turbid wine. This kind of banquet is already a rare treat for the street gangsters who usually hang out in the countryside.

"Brother Wen, A Bao would like to toast you!" Le Bao, Wen Jia's number one supporter, picked up the wine bowl. The younger brothers hurriedly followed, all talking:

"Brother Xie Wen takes us to have a drink!"

"I knew that Brother Wen was an extraordinary person, and sure enough, he became successful!"

"Although Yuehe Building is good, it is much worse than Mingyue Building. When can Brother Wen take us there to have a good time?"

Wen Jia rolled his eyes at the brother who spoke last, and slowly drank the wine in his glass: "You are right, the food and wine here are like pig food compared to those at Mingyue Tower... I want to go there. It’s not impossible.”

All the gangsters were overjoyed: "Brother Wen has always kept his promise and will never play tricks on us for nothing. Now that I have let go of this, there will definitely be a day like this!"

"But the wine in Mingyue Tower is not that easy to drink." Wen Jia rolled his eyes: "I want to find a famous master to practice swordsmanship. If anyone can find a way to recommend me one or two, no matter whether he succeeds or not, I will How about inviting him to Mingyue Tower for a banquet?"

The room suddenly became silent. Everyone looked at each other and saw a hint of helplessness in each other - they were just gangsters at the lowest level in Changling. Even the third-rate swordsmen in the world were not them. He can speak well, and Wenjia is not young at all. Which famous master is willing to accept such an old disciple?

But if he told the truth like this, wouldn't it seem completely unloyal and sorry for Brother Wen's invitation to them to eat and drink?

Le Bao's eyes flashed slightly and he was the first to break the silence: "Brother Wen is so ambitious!"

"Although it is difficult to say this path, there are many things that depend on chance. I wonder if Brother Wen has ever heard of Mingjian Villa?"

Wen Jia just felt a little impressed, but he heard another younger brother rush to answer: "Isn't it built by the late Luochuan hero Lu Fei? I heard that Lu Daxia entrusted it to his wife to take care of it before he died..."

The grievances and grievances in the world are never as big as those of family members. Lu Fei failed in his attempt to murder Meng Ju and committed suicide, and his accomplices were almost liquidated. However, Meng Ju thought of the friendship he had followed for many years and did not announce the cause of his death to the outside world, nor did he take revenge on his wife and children. Therefore, people in the world only thought that he was It was an accidental death.

When Wen Jiajing mentioned this, he naturally thought about it: "Isn't the wife of Daxia Lu the heroine of Hongsu Handbag Wanbao?"

"Brother Wen has a good memory." Le Bao held up his palm and said with a smile: "After Lu Daxia's misfortune, the previous followers left and rebelled. Bao Nuxia wants to revive Mingjian Villa and has issued a talent search order to recruit aspiring talents. It is said that if a warrior joins, after passing the test and getting started, he can be taught martial arts skills."

"Aren't they all just street stuff?" Wenjia frowned and shook his head.

"Brother Wen's words are wrong!" Le Bao said seductively: "I wonder who Lu Daxia is? The right-hand man of Meng Juxia, the leader of the world's knights, does he want any secrets of swordsmanship? Although Mingjian Villa has declined, it is still so thin. The camel is bigger than the horse, no matter how few masters are left, they are still masters. If we can worship the entrance wall, isn’t it justifiable to ask for advice?”

This was so reasonable that not only Wen Jia but also several other people present were moved.

"Are you sure Mingjian Villa is hiring?" Wen Jia looked at Le Bao. The latter patted his chest vigorously: "Is this true? I got this news from Uncle Li's brother-in-law's grandfather next door to my house. His old man was collecting night fragrances for Yiting Prison. A few days ago, I heard that the prisoner was One of the knights inside found out about it."

"Do you know how to sign up?"

"Oh, you've asked the right person. I also went out of my way to get to the bottom of it, and even gave him fifty big bucks..."

"Take it." Wen Jia threw him a package of five coins. Le Bao took it and weighed it. He knew that there were at least two hundred coins in it. He couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Brother Wen, why are you so polite? Listen to me carefully. Speaking of which..."

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the medicine shop is closed for one day.

The day before, Divine Doctor Mei was invited back to Anlingyi by Hu Bo to celebrate the festival. Luo Qianhuai arranged a banquet for the evening at Mingyue Tower. As a result, his aunt Lin came to the door early in the morning and asked anxiously. He invited her back to Wen Zhai.

There was a hint of weirdness in Lin's smile, and Luo Qianhuai always felt that there seemed to be some incomprehensible meaning in it, but he couldn't figure it out after careful consideration.

She didn't take Luo Zhao with her, so she followed Lin back home, only then did she realize that there were outsiders present at home.

The Wen family is a common people, not as fussy as a wealthy family, and does not differentiate between men and women when meeting guests. Wen Zhou and Wen's mother sat at the top, and Wen Pu sat at the bottom on the left. He did not see his cousin Wen Jia.

In front of the table on the lower right side, there is a woman in her mid-thirties sitting, with a round and wealthy face. However, her fragrant diamond-patterned silk satin dress with deep skirt is a bit old, and her hair is a bit old. The gold hairpin on her hair was also out of date. As soon as Luo Qianhuai came into the hall, he focused his eyes on her body and looked at her intently.

Beside her, there sat a young man with a slightly thicker appearance and figure. His narrow eyes were slightly bent as he looked at her, with a look of surprise and joy that could not be hidden.

Luo Qianhuai recognized this man, but he didn't know why he came to the door of Wen Mansion.

"Mrs. Tao San, this is my granddaughter." Mother Wen looked at Luo Qianhuai's appearance and smiled unconsciously.

My granddaughter is really beautiful no matter how you look at her, whether she is dressed up or not.

A strange color flashed in the lady's eyes, and she quickly returned to normal. Luo Qianhuai could see it clearly. Her eyes quickly glanced at the white mink cloak without any trace of hair on her body, the pair of fan-shaped white jade inlaid turquoise hairpins on her hairline, and the tired look on her wrists. The gold silk bracelet with silk beads lingered for a few breaths, and the corners of the lips that had been pursed turned upwards.

Luo Qianhuai was not a real young lady of fourteen or fifteen years old. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but have some bad guesses. Could these two people be who she thought they were?

"This is Mr. Tao Qi and his mother." Mrs. Lin introduced Luo Qianhuai from the side.

"I remember this Mr. Tao Qi." Luo Qianhuai gave a blessing ceremony to Mrs. Tao generously, and then turned sideways and said to Mr. Tao Qi: "Young Master went to Ji'an Hall to congratulate Mr. Tao a few days ago. I don’t know why you’re here today?”

Young Master Tao Qi didn't expect that she would ask such a straightforward question. He didn't know how to answer for a moment, and his face turned red visibly.

Seeing him like this, Wen's mother laughed first: "We are all customers, how can you grab the free gift like you?" Then she said to Mrs. Tao San: "My granddaughter is good at everything, but she is spoiled at home. , I hope Madam will bear with me."

Mrs. Tao San clearly understood the underlying meaning of her words. It was just that my wife, Luo, was born in the wild and didn't know etiquette. If you are not willing to tolerate her, then let's continue to see each other, otherwise we will settle it down.