Brilliant thorn

In the front yard, the boys who brought the dowry were happily queuing up to receive the reward. Large and small wooden boxes tied with red silk were piled up in one place, and there were probably more than 30 boxes.

The Lan family deliberately added a lot to the dowry, for fear that Lan Zhi would be treated lightly if she married into the Yan family.

"Looking at this battle, the Lan family is afraid that they are about to lose their fortune. They really dote on this daughter."

There was no place to stay in the yard, Fu Shaoyu stood on the porch with his hands behind his back, and said, "Seeing that you are not in high spirits, do you want to go shopping in the street?"

Xiao Jue sneered slightly: "I don't think so."

"Ok?"

"If you really love her, you should do everything possible to send someone to your house, and she will get her wish."

"Fu Mou is just a prodigal son, how can he teach a girl with delicate skin and tender flesh to sleep with me for nothing?"

Seeing Xiao Jue's expression turned cold, Fu Shaoyu raised his hand and patted his forehead, and said with a smile, "Why are you annoyed? Didn't you ask this question?"

Xiao Jue was about to get angry when he heard the man say seriously: "One person is enough for me, no one else can be tolerated."

"You..." Xiao Jue swallowed all the sarcasm and sarcasm, held back for a while, and then rebuked "sweet words".

The two were going to go out to visit the morning market in Shangye City, but they didn't take two steps when they saw the servants and maidservants in the court kneeling and saluting one after another, calling "Hello Madam", Xiao Jue suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He has been in Yan Mansion for more than half a month, and this is the first time he has seen the mistress of this house.

I saw her coming in a crimson purple woven gold brocade robe dragging the ground, her aura was overwhelming.A well-maintained face shows no signs of aging at all, and with just a little makeup, it is already full of charm.

She gave the maid beside her a wink, and the maid stepped forward knowingly, and distributed a few small bags of golden melon seeds, and everyone who received the rewards immediately beamed with joy, and bowed down to thank them again.

Nie Xian waved her hand, and the maid invited the idlers out of the yard with a few words. She didn't pay attention to the dowry, but turned to look at the corridor. Fu Shaoyu immediately bowed to her: "Shaoyu has seen aunt .”

Xiao Jue also saluted.

He didn't have a deep impression of Nie Xian, he only vaguely remembered the terrifying contempt and arrogance in her eyes.

"I've been sick recently, and I've been recuperating, and I can't show up. Don't blame Fu Shaoxia." Nie Xian said lightly.

"Aunt is serious, it's Fu who bothered you." Fu Shaoyu said politely, "How's your health? The weather has been fluctuating recently, so take care."

"Old problem, no problem." Nie Xian turned to look at Xiao Jue, her eyes were as sharp as before, "Mr. Xiao saved my daughter's life, and the Yan family will reward me with a thousand dollars. If you encounter difficulties in the future, you will also You can speak, Yan Shi will do his best."

The tone of thanks is so strong that it is not negotiable.

Everyone can understand the kindness of a thousand pieces of gold buying one's life, but the second half of the sentence is just a polite remark that cannot be put off.

"Mother!" Boss Yan Feishuang was upset, ran over from the side and grabbed her cuff, and whispered, "Master, he's not like that..."

"Punish your family training, have you finished copying?" Nie Xian glanced at her, "A girl who runs out at every turn, how is it proper? Don't think that if your father spoils you, you can be unscrupulous and lawless. There will be another time , I'll break your leg."

In front of outsiders, she showed no mercy to her daughter.

Yan Feishuang was dejected by the scolding, and the excitement and joy in the morning disappeared immediately.

When the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Yan Xinghan rushed out of the hall cursing, and two young servants chased after him with their backs bowed, yelling "Master" one after another, seeing his wife standing in the courtyard, It was even more frightening.

"What are you doing? It was noisy early in the morning." Nie Xian asked.

"Mother," Yan Xinghan calmed down a little when he saw her, but when he glanced at the dowries in the courtyard and Fu Shaoyu in the porch, he was even more upset. He cupped his hands and walked out, "I out."

"Wait," Nie Xian stopped him, "Drink the medicine."

Hearing this, the servant walked over tremblingly, Yan Xinghan's face was full of displeasure, he hesitated to speak, and finally bit the bullet and snatched the medicine bowl, and poured it down.

With a "snap", he threw the medicine bowl to the ground, said "don't wait for me to eat", and walked away stepping on the debris.

Nie Xian shook her head imperceptibly, and said to the two people in the corridor: "The dog is rude, don't blame the two of you." Before they could speak, she said to the maid next to her: "Count the dowry of my young lady and register it in the warehouse. , not to be missed."

"Yes."

The courtyard was busy again, and Fu Shaoyu and Xiao Jue were too embarrassed to be here. After greeting Nie Xian, they went out to visit the morning market.

Seeing Yan Feishuang's anxious expression, she thought she wanted to go out together, but Nie Xian had just issued a warning. She had a wicked heart but no guts, so she could only stay at home and go back to her study to honestly copy the family instructions.

Naturally, Shi Yi was dragged by her to help, unable to escape.

"It seems that Mrs. Nie is still in charge of the Yan Mansion."

After Fu Shaoyu went out, he chatted casually, but he didn't wait for Xiao Jue's response.

He waved his hands in front of his eyes and said with a smile, "What are you thinking? You're back to your senses."

Xiao Jue shook his head and said, "I was thinking about what to have for breakfast."

"Hungry? Do you like to eat wontons? I heard that there is a delicious one, I'll take you there." Fu Shaoyu said.

"Let me tell you, this wonton is the most delicious one I have eaten in so many shops." After breakfast was served, Tang Yun ate the wonton while fanning it.

The wontons were too hot, so he swallowed them whole, and every time he ate one, he had to hiss his back to the sky to relieve the burning heat in his chest.

"Well—really, this taste is amazing." He was so noisy that he couldn't stop his mouth even after eating, "You eat more, and it will be difficult to eat again after a few days when things are done and you go back."

"Heh, just tie the cook back and that's it?" A black-robed man snorted nonchalantly, which made the hand of the old man wrapping wonton beside him tremble in fright.

Tang Yun hurriedly waved her hand with an apologetic smile: "Don't worry, he's just joking."

The man in black couldn't hide his sarcasm: "You have been on the mountain for ten years, and your courage has worn out."

Tang Yun looked around and said in a low voice, "If you were facing an old lunatic who kills people day and night, you have to be as careful as I am."

After finishing speaking, he scooped up another spoonful of wontons and put them into his mouth. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind blowing towards his face, and suddenly there was another person beside him, and he almost choked himself to death.

"Cough cough cough-"

Tang Yun's face was flushed from coughing, and she kept pointing at the extra man beside her with a fan in her left hand, unable to say a word.

The man in black robe asked for him: "Why are you here?"

Jueying reached out and patted Tang Jun on the back, and withdrew his hand when the other party came out with the fan, saying: "Young master is coming this way, you guys leave quickly."

"Oh." The man in black took a sip of the soup without haste. The taste was quite good. He looked at the shivering old man, as if he was really thinking about taking him back.

Tang Yun didn't want to anymore, he was only seventy percent full from the meal, and he didn't like Jueying, so he insisted on going against him: "It just so happened, I'll treat you to breakfast."

"Don't make trouble, Mr. Xiao is also following, if you are discovered by him, you will have more troubles." Jueying said helplessly.

The last time he chased Tang Yun at night and returned without success, Xiao Jue was already suspicious.

Tang Jun knew this was the case, but he just wanted to choke with Jueying.

"What a side issue! Didn't I obey my order and send Xiao Jue a portrait of the young master? It's not something shameful, Xiao Jue wants to know, let him just ask me, I'll explain the ins and outs to him clearly Let's see who he's looking for! You want me to go, but I won't, I have to eat three meals a day here."

"It was you who insisted on going to the peak." Jueying said abruptly.

Tang Yun stared at him with red eyes: "You want to turn over the old score, don't you? Come on, tell me why I was determined not to go to the peak at the beginning? Did I get confused by lard, so I couldn't think about it, I had to Go skin and drink blood with an old monster?"

Jueying pursed her lips and remained silent, her fists clenched tightly.

The man in black robe next to him couldn't stand it anymore.

He grabbed Tang Yun's back collar and said, "Don't be foolish."

"Let go!" Tang Yun said angrily, "How many good things have you eaten with me in the past few days? You have to figure out your position!"

The black robe said: "If you want to be punished by the young master, you can do whatever you want. But if you implicate me, you can't."

Jueying said in a trembling voice: "My lord has an order, if the companions are not supervised effectively, they shall be punished."

"Farewell, you will pay the money." The black robe was firm, grabbed Tang Yun and turned around to leave, but he was a step too late, Xiao Jue saw them before they turned the corner.

At that time, Fu Shaoyu was talking about the heavy snow in the northwest, and wanted to invite someone to practice swords and enjoy the snow together in winter, but Xiao Jue disappeared in a flash, and he couldn't help being taken aback.

It was more like seeing a ghost, Tang Jun twisted a circle under the hands of the black robe, and urged like a lost soul: "Let go! Xiao Jue saw me, hurry up!"

The black robe hummed softly, and wanted to jump away, but Tang Yun hung up the whole body: "Take me with you, you are good at lightness, hurry up!"

"waste."

He grabbed one of Tang Yun's arms, led others to jump up to the eaves, and walked several feet quickly, but still did not get rid of Xiao Jue.

"Are you fed up, brother? Can't you fly? Don't you claim that your lightness kungfu is no worse than Jueying's?"

"It's because you're full. It's very heavy."

Tang Yun took out a pack of medicinal powder from his waist, raised his hand, and bought a little time. He was led by the black robe down the eaves, and blended into the crowds of the morning market on the street.

Xiao Jue still pursued closely, and the three of them passed through the bustling market, kicking and bumping countless stalls along the way, attracting many people's attention.

After chasing to the end of the long street, two darts came through the air. Xiao Juesheng stopped in his tracks and turned over in the air. The darts brushed his cheek and nailed into the wall, scaring a stall owner next to him to pee his pants.

Xiao Jue looked behind him, and a bearded swordsman pointed to his wine bowl with two chicken feathers missing, and said, "What's the matter, little brother?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Xiao Jue threw him an ingot of silver, and was going to chase Tang Yun again. The two rolling knives were out of their sheaths, and he slashed across the sky, "A ingot of silver? Send the beggar?"