Prodigal Goro-kun

After tidying up her clothes at the door of the private room, Yan Qiuer pushed open the door of the private room, walked in steadily, bowed and bowed, and said solemnly: "Junior Yan Qiuer, I pay my respects to Patriarch Cen, Patriarch Wu, and Patriarch Yan."

It was the first time Yan Qiuer received such a solemn salute, Yan Sheng always felt that something was weird.On the contrary, the two old men of Cen's family and Wu's family have a good impression of Yan Qiuer, who is sincere and courteous.

Patriarch Wu stroked his beard and nodded frequently, and said to Yan Qiu'er with an amiable smile: "Raise your head. You little gentleman is the master of Huayue Pavilion?"

Yan Qiuer straightened up and raised her head, and replied with a decent smile: "Your junior is not talented, and now he is the master of Huayue Pavilion."

"No?" The head of the Cen family narrowed his eyes and smiled at Yan Qiuer, "I think that in Chang'an City, besides A Sheng, you are the smartest kid! Are Mr. Wulang of the Yan family and Mr. He good friends? What do you think?" The old man, tell me what it feels like to be friends with yourself?"

Hearing this, Yan Qiuer's eyebrows twitched slightly.Do these two know that he is Lord Wulang of the Yan family?Yan Qiuer's puzzled eyes drifted to Yansheng.

Yan Sheng was drinking tea with his eyes lowered, completely avoiding Yan Qiuer's sight, but Yan Qiuer still found the answer from the curved corner of his mouth.

Even knowing that these two patriarchs have taken care of Yan Sheng many times, Yan Qiuer was still surprised that Yan Sheng would discuss private matters with them.

Suppressing the doubts in my heart and asking them when I was alone with Yan Sheng, Yan Qiuer said with a smile: "It was just a trick played by the younger generation on a whim, and it made the two of you laugh."

Patriarch Wu laughed loudly and said, "Small trick? It's not a good thing in my family, but even this little trick can't be done properly. It's hard for the old man to listen to Ah Sheng showing off his upbringing in front of me all day long." Son of a son, isn't this a problem for the old man?"

Has he become a foster son again?Yan Qiuer glanced at Yan Sheng again.But he doesn't care if the adopted son is the adopted son, but what's the matter with showing off?Even Yan Sheng's taciturn appearance in front of outsiders, can he still show off?

Yan Qiuer smiled politely at Patriarch Wu: "Patriarch Wu is serious. The gentlemen in the house are all talented and learned, but the juniors are just relying on Patriarch Yan's wrong love, so they can be in Chang'an City. I am tossing and tossing about this one-third of an acre of land."

Upon hearing Yan Qiu'er's words, Patriarch Wu was overjoyed, patted Patriarch Cen's thigh and said, "Hey! Look at this young gentleman's smooth talk, how is it better than yours?"

Patriarch Cen slapped Patriarch Wu's hand away silently, and said with a cold snort, "Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, and the son of a mouse can make holes. Although this young gentleman is not A Sheng's own son, he grew up with A Sheng." Yes, this is the true biography of Ah Sheng, how can you and my family compare? Or do you think you or I can have more eyes than Ah Sheng?"

Patriarch Wu rolled his eyes when he heard this, and snorted, "Who can compare with this kid, A Sheng? Compared with him, this old man is simple and kind."

"Still old-fashioned." Patriarch Cen added unceremoniously, which naturally got Patriarch Wu's eyes.

At this time, Yan Sheng put down the wine glass in his hand unhurriedly, and said to the two patriarchs: "Qiuer is still young and inexperienced, and I need you two to take care of me in the future."

Patriarch Cen and Patriarch Wu were taken aback for a moment, they looked at each other, and suddenly turned their heads to stare at Yan Sheng.

Patriarch Wu blew his beard and stared at Yan Sheng and said, "Good boy! The old man said, why are you so stingy today, you didn't invite me two to the best brothel in Luoyang City, but ran away In this place full of orchids, it turned out that they are intertwined, just waiting to introduce this kid to us, right?!"

"Good boy, have you plotted against me?" Patriarch Cen did not show any obvious feigned anger like Patriarch Wu, but just looked at Yan Sheng with a sneer with the corners of his mouth raised, "I was a little puzzled before, usually you are Those who don’t talk about private matters with the two of us, why are you showing off differently before you get drunk today. It’s the two of us who were negligent and let you get away with it!”

"It's the two of you who are broad-minded."

It was the first time I heard Yan Sheng flattering, even though I knew that I should cooperate with Yan Sheng at this time, Yan Qiuer still didn't hold back, and chuckled softly.

Hearing the laughter, Yan Sheng gave Yan Qiuer a dissatisfied look.

Yan Qiuer hastily restrained her smile, bowed to the two elders once again, and said: "It is my honor to be favored by you two."

Patriarch Wu is a straightforward person, and it's not the first time Yan Sheng has tricked him. When the three of them get together, it's often that you trick me once and I retaliate twice. He doesn't care about such innocuous things. So Patriarch Wu snorted coldly, and said: "Hmph! I don't care about you naughty boys! The old masters on the left and right look at this little man pleasing to the eye. If there is something wrong with him in the future, he will send a message to the Wu family. Ah Ting, remember your little brother Qiuer, we will have frequent contact in the future."

"Yes." The middle-aged man who had been sitting silently and upright behind Patriarch Wu immediately responded, then raised his head and smiled kindly at Yan Qiuer, and said, "Wu Ting, on weekdays, I call my brother a brother. If my nephew doesn't mind , you can also call me uncle."

Regarding his old father's entrustment, Wu Ting didn't feel wrong in the slightest. He was worried about how they would maintain close contact with the Yan family if his father was gone, but now he has some clues.Although this little man named Yan Qiuer is only Yan Sheng's adoptive son, since Yan Sheng was able to introduce this little man in front of his father for the first time, he must love this little man. If he can be with this little man When Lang Jun gets along well, he should be able to maintain close contact with this soft-hearted Yan Patriarch.

Yan Qiuer immediately bowed to Wu Ting: "Junior Yan Qiuer, pay my respects to Uncle Wu."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man who was sitting behind Patriarch Cen didn't wait for Patriarch Cen to speak, so he smiled and said to Yan Qiuer: "Nephew, you can call me uncle as well as Brother Wu. Next, Cen Jin, If my nephew comes to Jiangnan Road in the future, I will definitely give my uncle a chance to entertain you."

How can Wu Ting monopolize this important person who can get closer to Patriarch Yan?

As soon as Cen Jin said these words, even Yan Qiuer and Yan Sheng were unwilling, because of face, they had no choice but to recognize this uncle.

With a flash in Yan Qiuer's eyes, he also bowed to Cen Jin, and immediately judged Wu Ting and Cen Jin in his heart.

After the introduction was finished, Patriarch Wu regained his hearty smile, and said cheerfully to Yan Qiuer: "Come, come, don't stand still, you are here, you can't help but accompany us two old men to have a drink." A glass."

"Old man, you can't forget to drink wherever you go, I think you will die in the wine jar sooner or later!" Patriarch Cen gave Patriarch Wu a sideways glance, but also pushed the empty wine glass forward without any trace.

"This is the honor of the younger generation." Yan Qiuer immediately found a place to sit down, quickly picked up the jug in hot water, filled the wine for everyone present, and then raised his glass and said, "Tuo Yan The blessing of the head of the family, Qiu'er is fortunate to have a drink with the person he admires in his heart, and this cup is for the younger generation to respect."

When the wine glass was lifted, the wine had just entered the mouth, before Yan Qiuer could swallow the wine in his mouth, he heard a loud "bang" outside, accompanied by the sound of broken dishes.

Yan Qiuer raised his eyebrows, thinking that something was wrong, he quickly swallowed the drink in his mouth, and apologized to the puzzled and curious people in front of him: "The younger generation is not strict in discipline, which disturbed a few Yaxing."

"What does this have to do with you?" The impatient Patriarch Wu stretched his neck and looked out, but sitting too far away from the window, he couldn't see anything at all, "There is a lot of movement outside, go and have a look. Ah Ting, you go with Qiuer."

"Yes, Dad." Wu Ting immediately got up and walked to the door of the box.

"Thank you to the three Patriarchs." Yan Qiuer secretly gave Yan Sheng a look to reassure Yan Sheng, and then left the box with Wu Ting.

Going to the stairs and looking down, Yan Qiuer immediately caught Yan Fusheng's figure in the lobby on the first floor.Yan Qiuer slapped his forehead fiercely, supported the stair railing with one hand, turned over and jumped straight down.

After landing on the ground, Yan Qiuer rushed behind Yan Fusheng with a stride, pulled Yan Fusheng behind him, and then kicked away the long sword that was piercing Yan Fusheng.

Turning around and standing still, Yan Qiuer happened to block Yan Fusheng behind him.

"My Xia Yanqiuer is the owner of this Huayue Pavilion. I don't know why you drew your sword out of its sheath in such a happy night?" Yan Qiuer looked at Mr. Yi who hadn't put away his long sword, and smiled more How peaceful it is.

The Langjun of the Yi family who didn't know who was ranked squinted at Yan Qiuer from head to toe, and said proudly: "It has nothing to do with you at this time, get out of the way!"

The corner of Yan Qiuer's eyes twitched, and he said with a smile: "Everyone who steps into the gate of Huayue Pavilion is my guest. At this moment, Your Excellency draws his sword to face my guest in Huayue Pavilion. You have to let me May I ask why?"

"Getting in the way!" The Yi family's lord suddenly raised his sword and stabbed Yan Qiu'er.

Yan Qiu'er helplessly rolled his eyes towards the sky, didn't move his legs, turned his body slightly to avoid the long sword, remembering that Yan Fusheng was still behind him, Yan Qiu'er staggered his palms and slashed towards the sword .

With a "click", the long sword broke in two.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qiuer would have such strength, the Yi family man was taken aback, and stopped all his movements.

Yan Qiu'er sneered, raised his hand to lightly grasp the sword-holding hand of Mr. Yi's family, and then slipped the sword away from Mr. Yi's hand.

"Your Excellency, you really don't intend to tell me the reason for your fight?"

The Yi Family Lord swallowed his saliva, and was frightened by Yan Qiuer's sharp eyes and took half a step back.

"Trash!" Seeing this, Mrs. Yi pulled the frightened man away, stepped forward, her almond eyes widened, "If she snatches my man, I'll beat her up, okay?"