Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

"Master, will this be..." Yan Qiaotian glanced at Sun Fu hesitantly, then sat down at the table nervously.

"Xiao Lang, don't be afraid. This is just a routine inspection. It's fine. Besides, I still have some friendship with that deacon Wang. I'll talk to you later." Sun Fu pampered Yan Qiaotian head, and then said, "As long as you want to stay, then no one can drive you away."

"Master..." Yan Qiaotian looked at Sun Fu gratefully, the sincerity came from the heart.

"Okay, go as soon as you pick it up, I'll wait for you over there first, hurry up." Sun Fu turned and walked out of the room after speaking.

The corner of Yan Qiaotian's mouth showed a slight smile, if there was anything in this Aotianmen that would be remembered by him in the future, it was probably only this old man in front of him.

Yan Qiaotian quickly picked it up, and came to Wanhuating. This is a majestic hall, surrounded by gray and black glazed tiles, and the crimson gate, which makes people feel depressed.

Behind Wan Huating is the Hall of Heroes that Long Shui mentioned to him last night. Those masters who came to Aotianmen mostly discuss matters there, because they need to go through Wan Huating to get to Hall of Heroes, and Wan Huating The guards are extremely tight, so ordinary people cannot go there. As for the upstairs of the Hall of Heroes, it is the place where several masters rest.

I heard from Long Shui that it was very beautiful with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, but no one had seen it, because there were no guards and no one to deliver food there on weekdays, and they probably came out to eat by themselves.

Yan Qiaotian gave up her internal strength and walked into the house with heavy steps. Just after entering the house, there were already several people standing in twos and threes in the hall. A middle-aged man with a thin body and a ruddy complexion sat on a chair in the middle of Wan Huating. The person's eyes are like torches, his voice is like a bell, and he looks like a practicing family. Yan Qiaotian thought, this person must be Wang Minhao, right?

Yan Qiaotian stood low-key at the back, paying attention to the other party's question, while unconsciously looking back, suddenly saw a familiar figure flashing into the room, and quickly jumped to his side, Yan Qiaotian didn't have to go If you take a closer look, you can tell, who else is there besides Wu Fuqian?

"Xiao Lang, don't be afraid, you are mine, they dare not do anything to you." Wu Fuqian shouted carelessly as soon as he entered the door.

Yan Qiaotian muttered in her heart: You are the scariest, right?

"Young Master, it's just a routine questioning, it's not a big deal." Yan Qiaotian walked away from Wu Fugan without any trace, and then said awkwardly, "Young Master, let's go back."

How could Wu Fuqian give up like this? He hugged Xiao Lang by the waist, quickly jumped in front of Wang Minhao, and shouted: "Brother Hao, he is mine. I want to take him away now, so you don't need to ask."

Yan Qiaotian struggled from Wu Fuqian's hands to the ground in fear, lowered his head in fear and said: "Xiao Lang is just a servant, why do you bother to make things difficult for Xiao Lang?"

"Xiao Lang?" Wang Minhao, who was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, raised his head slightly, glanced at Xiao Lang, and said calmly, "Are you the Xiao Lang that Sun Fu said?"

"Exactly." Xiao Lang still lowered his head, looking very pitiful.

"Hmph, I can't see that at such a young age, there is such a way to not only let Sun Fu speak for you, but also the young master to protect you everywhere." Wang Minhao's tone was strange, and Yan Qiaotian couldn't help it. Look up slightly.

"Old man Wang, I brought this young man into the mansion, do you need you to protect him?" Wu Fuqian's tone was a bit harsh, and he seemed to be completely different from him in normal times, which made Yan Qiaotian feel even more strange .

"Young master, I have always been the one who decides the servants in this mansion, even those brought into the mansion by the young master may not be spared." Wang Minhao stared at Yan Qiaotian, and said coldly, "I think this person has an extraordinary appearance. , is not as docile as it looks on the outside at all, so I can't stay."

Yan Qiaotian turned to look at Wu Fuqian anxiously, and murmured, "Young Master treats Xiao Lang well, and Xiao Lang will always remember it."

Wu Fuqian saw that Yan Qiaotian seemed to want to leave, so he hugged him into his arms, looked at Wang Minhao with a gloomy expression, and said, "Hmph, old man Wang, it's fine if you keep Xiaolang today, if you feel like Xiaolang If there is any problem with Lang, then drive me out of Aotianmen together."

Wu Fuqian hugged Yan Qiaotian tightly, then turned and left, said: "Hmph, from now on, Xiao Lang is my man, anyone who dares to touch him will be my enemy. At that time, don't blame me for turning my face and denying people."

"Young master..." Wang Minhao's voice was a little anxious, and just as they walked out of the gate of Wanhuating, Yan Qiaotian clearly heard Wang Minhao softly say, "Call Hou Hu here."

Hou Hu?Who is Hou Hu?

Yan Qiaotian no longer dared to think about the origin of this person, because he found that although he stayed, he would face more uncertainties in the future, at least what would happen to this person by his side. It is expected that, after all, talking to this person cannot be analyzed logically.

Yan Qiaotian still wanders around the Aotian Gate every day. He is quick-sighted, diligent and eager to learn. Everyone in the house likes him very much, but Wang Minhao is obviously still worried about Yan Qiaotian's identity that his subordinates have found. So I always find someone to test him intentionally or unintentionally. This morning, that Hou Hu came again.

"Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang..." Before he entered the house, he heard Hou Hu's rude voice reaching Yan Qiaotian's ears. In fact, before Hou Hu entered the small courtyard, Yan Qiaotian had already I could hear his footsteps, his internal strength was thick and thin, and his footsteps were light, which was still somewhat different from someone with high martial arts skills.

Yan Qiaotian quickly ran out of the house, bowed her head and said, "Master Hou, what orders do you have today?"

"What's the matter? Eldest Young Master isn't by your side today?" Hou Hu looked around, then sat down in the shade of the yard, and asked.

Yan Qiaotian walked quickly to his side, picked up the teapot on the table and poured him a cup of tea, and said, "Your Majesty is joking, Xiao Lang is a servant, how could the Eldest Young Master stay with a servant?" ?”

"I see that in the past, the eldest and young master often stayed with his servants. Why, it hasn't been long, and he's tired of it?" Hou Hu glanced at Xiao Lang out of the corner of his eye, but in his heart he felt sorry for this diligent young man. Full of goodwill.

Yan Qiaotian smiled awkwardly, then bowed her head and remained silent.

"Oh, so is the young master at the booth..." Hou Hu finished drinking, put down the teacup, and said, "The young master likes to play, and he can play with men and women, so he is right. You are just playing for fun, if you take it seriously, the pain is only you."