Peerless Junior Uncle

"There are old and young in my family, and they still rely on me to support them. He smashed my medicine stall, isn't that killing me?

"They say I didn't smash it..." The man in white muttered, and then his eyes lit up again: "You are the little prince? Which little prince?"

He Tingge looked surprised at him, and said lightly, "He Tingge."

"Hmm..." The man in white blinked his eyes a few times: "Where's my Mu Lan?"

He Tingge frowned, Mu Lan?His Mu Lan?I looked at this person again from top to bottom, baby face, thin body, dressed in white clothes, looks like a twenties...Suddenly thought of Yin Qianji, my heart stopped, what the fuck , no!

"Who is she? Why are you with me? Where is Qingcheng?" He Tingge gasped for three consecutive questions, and before he could open his mouth, he saw the man with a cold face: "Why are you behind Qingcheng's back and other women?" Together?"

He Tingge raised his hand to explain, and finally knew who Mu Lan's cold face was from: "Can you listen to me?"

"An explanation is a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth." The man said, and he rolled his eyes at He Tingge as he spoke, He Tingge choked on the verge of tears, and didn't care what the people around him said, he held his forehead and said, "I didn't. "

"Little prince?" Ru Yan's heart was shocked, Qingcheng?who is it?Is it important to him?Why did that person say that?Do they know each other?

"Princess, this matter is a little messy, you should go back first." He Tingge turned around and said.Ru Yan wanted to say something, but saw that He Tingge had already turned her head away, she had no choice but to close her mouth, turned and left, but her heart was cold, if he had a sweetheart, what would she do?

At this moment, the stall owner held back his face and dared not speak, he thought to himself: It's over, this man knows the young prince, he looks quite prestigious, what should he do?

"What happened?" Suddenly, a cold tone appeared around, and He Tingge looked around, and saw Mu Lan walking in from the crowd with a cold face.

As soon as the man saw Mu Lan, he immediately rushed over and tugged at Mu Lan's sleeve: "Mu Mu..."

The corner of He Tingge's mouth twitched, Mu Mu?Mu Lan looked at the scene coldly, probably knowing what was going on. Thinking of Mu Lan's temperament, He Tingge felt the need to explain: "Mu Lan, this..."

"How much?" Mu Lan directly asked the stall owner who was kneeling on the ground and hadn't recovered.

"Ah? Uh..." The stall owner was still counting his own money, but a money bag was thrown behind him: "This is enough anyway." Xu Ziyang came over at some time, and happened to be carrying money.

Mu Lan glanced at Xu Ziyang, but didn't say anything. Xu Ziyang smiled and said, "Young Master Uncle, I can't blame Master Uncle for this, actually..."

"I didn't blame him." Mu Lan said, and didn't pull back the sleeves of the man in white. He just turned around and walked back: "I can afford to pay for whatever he smashed."

"Eh..." He Tingge looked at the person walking away behind Mu Lan, and then at Xu Ziyang beside him. Both of them blinked in confusion. Does Mu Lan's appearance count as protecting his shortcomings?

There was a conversation between the two not far away.

"Mumu, I'm hungry as a teacher."

"I have no milk."

"I don't eat milk, I want to eat buns."

"No money."

"Just now I said that I can afford to lose no matter what..."

"So the money is kept for compensation."

"...But I still want to eat buns."

"Go back and do it yourself."

.........

"Do something else in the future, don't sell fake medicines, you will be guilty of hurting people." He Tingge left a sentence and walked away from Xu Ziyang. The stall owner held the money bag with a blank expression on his face.

The dinner in the evening was very lively, and there were two more mouths. Fortunately, the round table in the palace was big enough. After hearing the wind, Haitang, who had escaped from the clutches of the old lady, rushed over to grab a meal. It was the first time that He Tingge felt that eating with so many people was not so boring. Picked a chopstick dish for Fu Qingcheng beside him: "How is it?"

"Good news and bad news." Fu Qingcheng whispered while eating the food.

"Oh?" He Tingge frowned.From the corner of his eye, Huo Qiangu, who was opposite him, looked at him and rolled his eyes.Suddenly a little helpless.

Fu Qingcheng also saw it, and asked softly, "What happened to you?"

"I don't know." He Tingge said helplessly, "I just met him on the street, and then he didn't like me."

"Come and go." Huo Qiangu muttered with his mouth curled up, while picking up food for Mu Lan, he babbled, "I don't agree with what I say."

Mu Lan frowned, and said: Shut up and eat. Then he sat quietly on the side, although the boss was not happy, but did not speak again.

"What did you do?" Fu Qingcheng was rather curious.

"I met Wang Taiwei's daughter on the road, and then I misunderstood." He Tingge explained.

"Oh?" Fu Qingcheng raised his eyebrows: "Is there any connection between this?"

"I don't know." He Tingge shrugged, suddenly noticed that Mu Lan only ate the few dishes in front of him, and seemed quite appetizing, a little surprised.

"Those are all dishes made by my uncle. Ah, speaking of which, I haven't eaten any dishes made by my uncle for a long time." Fu Qingcheng explained.

"Oh?"

The corners of Fu Qingcheng's lips curled up, and he said softly: "Except for martial arts, my uncle is proficient in almost everything. He once stayed with the Nine-fingered God of Cookery for a while, and he cooked very well. So the master has been with him all the time. One piece, on the one hand, Master protects him, and on the other hand, he takes care of Master."

"Why can't you know martial arts?" He Tingge was a little curious. Yin Qianji and Mo Qianqiu are both considered to be among the best masters, so how come the younger brother doesn't know martial arts?

"Go back tonight and explain it to you." Fu Qingcheng said softly, and then went to talk to his master.

He Tingge rubbed his chin, uh... go back tonight and talk...

so rude

At this time, Haitang was picking at the thorn with a chopstick between his hands, his bluffing temper made him only pull out the obvious long thorn, and then he bit it. The result was that the small thorn got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get up or down. , with a reddened handsome face begging Xu Ziyang for help, Xu Ziyang glanced at him helplessly, took a cup of vinegar and squeezed Haitang's chin and poured it down, as if he was pouring poison.

He Tingli was holding Yi Huan in his arms and was feeding him. It was the first time the little guy saw so many people eating together, and he was excitedly bouncing around in He Tingli's arms. Huo Qiangu, who was beside him, was very interested in Yi Huan, poking the chubby little thing The cheeks are fun, and Mu Lan didn't poke him when she was a child... thinking about sniffling and taking a look at Mu Lan.

Mu Lan sighed silently, and handed over a glass of wine. Huo Qiangu blinked, then took it and poked Yihuan's cheek: "Come on, little guy, have a drink."

He Tingli hurriedly hugged Yihuan away, how could this master and apprentice play well?Give such a child a drink!It was Huo Qiangu who said "Hey~" and said authoritatively that Yihuan has a bad stomach, and drinking a little in moderation is good for him, and there will be no problems.

He Tingli looked at He Tingge suspiciously. Perhaps in comparison, he still believed in his younger brother a little more. He Tingge thought about it, and the wine now is not the kind of alcohol-mixed thing he used to drink. Besides, how many years has Huo Qiangu had it? A genius doctor will not be so confused as to make fun of children.Then he nodded to He Tingli.

This room, Fu Qingcheng was chatting happily with his master, they only talked halfway, and then the other party had an epiphany, it was really troublesome for others to understand after listening to a sentence or two occasionally, but He Tingge listened to a sentence or two secretly, and couldn't keep up Thinking, simply do not participate.

Holding the liquid in the wine glass by myself, resting my fingers on my chin and looking around, the corners of my lips raised unconsciously, this kind of life is actually pretty good.

However, after the meal, Fu Qingcheng came to He Tingge's room with a pot of brewed Pu'er tea, made tea for the two quilts, sat upright, and looked at He Tingge who was washing his face, "I have business to talk to you" Only then did He Tingge realize that he was really thinking too much.

After taking a sip, the boiling hot tea was already at a moderate temperature when it passed over the slightly cool porcelain to his mouth. The taste was bitter, and it was the best Pu'er: "My uncle always has good tea."

"Thank you." Fu Qingcheng put his arms on the table and looked at He Tingge: "Brother Zhou told me the whereabouts of my uncle."

"Well, good news." He Tingge nodded, waiting for his bad news.

"The bad news is that he wants us to take this opportunity to help him destroy his uncle's power." Fu Qingcheng said: "You also know that his uncle is not a cheap lamp."

"Yuwenhu?" He Tingge turned around in his mind, and found out the things that were returned to the teacher in the capital school before, and couldn't help taking a breath. Yuwenhu can be regarded as the elder of the three dynasties, although Yuwenyong was indeed He took back the power in his hands, but he hadn't thought that such a thing would have anything to do with him.

"Yes." Fu Qingcheng nodded: "But now I only know that my uncle is in the Zhou territory, and it is still troublesome to find him. I can only wait until this year's Mid-Autumn Festival. He will definitely go to Xujianya, and Yuwenhu will definitely not let it go. , when the time comes, it will be decided according to the situation.”

"En." He Tingge frowned. To this day, he is still not sure what the so-called Shuangwu Qilu has to do with him. Why is he the only one who can sense the position of the keyhole?But when Fu Qingcheng was asked, he didn't know. All the evidence was that he could easily pick up the Phoenix Feather Bow and draw it open.

"The reason for the sudden arrival of master and junior uncle is probably because of this matter." Fu Qingcheng said: "Mu Lan may already know about Mu Ze."

"You told him?"

Fu Qingcheng raised his eyebrows: "When did I break my promise?"

The corners of He Tingge's lips twitched: "Did you promise Mu Ze not