afternoon tea of ​​love

The scent was burning in the guest room, which smelled very comfortable, and with the thick bedding, Song Qingshu fell into a deep sleep under Yin Jiantai's nagging. The servant got up to clean and work, which woke Song Qingshu up. He stretched his waist and stretched his muscles and bones, and found that Yin Jiantai, who was sleeping on the same bunk as himself, was lying on his back and snoring, as if thunder would strike. don't wake up.

Song Qingshu thought about it for a while, but he still didn't plan to wake Yin Jiantai up. This guy talked to him yesterday, and his mouth was dry. He felt like he had finished talking about his one-year stay in Wudang Mountain. If he talked about it, he could only talk about his experience of wetting the bed. up.

Putting on his clothes lightly, Song Qingshu opened the door and checked left and right to make sure there was no one watching. He tiptoed into the yard and walked in the direction he brought him yesterday. Song Qingshu planned to go out and return to Wudang immediately. Go, came out for three or four days, and followed Emei for a while like a demon, and it was already a distance from Wudang, so I hurriedly asked Mo Shenggu about it, and I felt very worried after listening to it yesterday.After all, Mo Shenggu's name is Uncle Shi, but he actually has a relationship with his playmates, which is a big deal.

Probing around a small rockery, Song Qingshu heard the sound of someone talking, looked around and had nowhere to hide, but saw that there was a gap in the rockery just enough to hide a person, said "lucky", and huddled inside waiting for someone to pass by .

"Forget it if you sell it for 1 taels of silver!" It was a woman's voice, and it sounded like Yuan Yuan from last night.

"1 taels of silver? It's more practical for you to dig a hole, and I'm not worth 1 taels!" Yang Xiao still said in his usual unhurried tone.But he didn't know who he was talking about, could it be himself?Song Qingshu made a sudden move.In addition, these two people got up earlier than chickens in the early morning, what were they going to do, how did they come here to chat, Song Qingshu began to slander.

"Aren't you worth 1 taels?"

"Nonsense! The arrest warrant has 1 taels of silver on me."

"Do you have anything worth grabbing?... Then 1000 taels!"

"Wudang won't give out 1000 taels. They want me to send 1000 taels to their door to make amends for them. It's better to kill them than to expect poor talents like Wudang sect to pay them."

"Yin Susu's dozens of dowry units cost a lot of money. They were carried to the Wudang sect's door, and Yin Susu committed suicide. I didn't see the Wudang sect handing it back to Yin Tianzheng. The Wudang sect swallowed these thousands of silver really silently. How many times does Wudang want to send thousands of taels of money in this life?" That Yuan Yuan actually thought of this, Song Qingshu was a little confused, he never thought about dowry, dowry or even monthly money. thing.

"Otherwise, marry Song Qingshu, you will have to pay 500 taels, you can't lose money."

"I don't like Song Qingshu!"

Song Qing Shuxin said that I am not worthy of your disdain.Thinking about it, I couldn't help but poked my head out, and saw a corner of clothes, a bamboo green cloak with pinched teeth and silver edges, probably belonged to Yang Xiao, thinking that Yang Xiao, a big devil, is also a master of martial arts, if he knew that he was eavesdropping, he would find it out on the spot... Song Qingshu held his breath and concentrated Don't dare to move.

"Otherwise, Wang Baobao, King Ruyang is rich."

"Don't be ridiculous, Wang Baobao died in Beiben in the end, and married him for eight lifetimes."

"Song Qingshu was also taught by Song Yuanqiao anyway. He shouldn't be so superficial and naive, vain, and lose his soul after seeing Zhou Zhiruo, unless Wudang's education is improper, um, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

"Wudang has nothing to do with us." There was a chill in Yang Xiao's words. "You take Bu'er to Quanzhou, and let her see the world along the way. If I have nothing to do here, I will do my best to supervise the war in the south. Zhu Yuanzhang will come after a while."

"Zhu Yuanzhang! I want to meet him before leaving." For some reason, this woman seemed particularly interested in Zhu Yuanzhang.

"If you travel faster and go back quickly, you can see him. If you want an autograph, I can help you."

"Hmph! Hypocrisy! It's not rare..." After speaking, the woman should be in a daze for a while, "Tell me, who killed Mo Qi."

Song Qingshu was amazed that these two people were completely sure of Mo Shenggu's death, all they cared about was how that person died, but Mo Qi was obviously still fine, at least he was alive when he went down the mountain.

"Don't bother, Song Qingshu is the biggest suspect anyway. He should be related to Mo Qi's death."

"Song Qingshu has a lot of doubts. The first is that the crime of peeping at Emei women is not enough to die. He will not go back to the mountain and kneel in the ancestral hall (Yang Xiao interrupted: Where did Wudang's ancestral hall come from?) for a hungry meal. It’s my uncle; Mo Qi wouldn’t want to make a big fuss by peeping at the female dormitory, letting everyone know that Song Qingshu’s hormones exceeded the standard and peeping in the middle of the night would be bad for Wudang’s reputation.”

It seems that not only is it a matter, but Mingjiao knows about the matter of peeping at the Emei women's residence. Song Qingshu broke out in a cold sweat.

"And Song Qingshu seems to be a master of learning, who can learn everything, but in fact it is an embroidered pillow, flashy, strong on the outside but dry in the middle... Miscellaneous but not good means not learning..."

Song Qingshu's face was flushed with shame and anger, he also knew that he was a little too ambitious, sometimes Tai Shifu would talk about him, but his words were gentle and didn't sound harsh, now that he was said like this, Song Qingshu couldn't keep up his writing.

"Since this is the case, where did Mo Qi's fatal blow come from? Counting him as a sneak attack, he was counter-attacked? Or was he killed by a sneak attack by a nephew who is not as experienced and skilled as himself? Is it nonsense?"

"Hmph, anyway, the severe winter is approaching, and the mountains will be closed by heavy snow. It's best for us to have cats at home."

"If you have such an attitude, Zhang Wuji sent you to the ancestral hall that day, hehe." The woman seemed to be very close to Yang Xiao, and she was not particular about her words.

"Why, when it comes to the ancestral hall, there is only one row of previous leaders of our Ming religion, and there are only two people in the Emei ancestral hall. By the way, what is the real name of Master Fengling?"

"I've never been to Emei. I don't even know where the gate of the ancestral hall is. Your question is too much."

Probably felt that it was cold and windy, the two of them were talking and walking towards the door, Yang Xiao was talking about other things, "You go to Quanzhou this time to bring a few wind characters and thunder characters, you can pretend to be a man when you go out, there are no rules, no No way, your customs clearance documents and road guides have been completed. When you arrive in Quanzhou, my shop in Quanzhou has recently received a batch of southern goods from Feixin, which is the porcelain made by Francophone. Please check the quality and help me Checking... whether to sell or not, I left it to Zhang Wuji as a dowry..."

It's all about the family's short-sightedness, and Song Qingshu can't hear clearly even if he has gone far.Squeezing out from the rockery, Song Qingshu was dusting off his clothes, Yin Jiantai came over, followed by a smiling woman, "Oh, you are here, you woke up hungry in the morning, can't you find a place to eat, go Let's go, I'll take you there." While talking, it seemed as if they had known each other for 20 years and dragged Song Qingshu away arm in arm.

When the two of them returned to the wing room, a servant brought hot water to wash their faces, and the mother-in-law came to urge the two of them. It turned out that the Zuo envoy had to go to greet them first, uh!Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, and then he was relieved. Didn't he have to say good morning to Tai Shifu and all his uncles every day when he was at home? The Demon Sect doesn't follow the rules anymore. It's suitable to ask the elders to stay there, and he can do whatever he wants Please be fine once, can't eat, drink and sleep, pat your ass and leave, it doesn't make sense.The mother-in-law smiled and praised Song Qingshu all the way, this child knows the rules and is a good boy.What Song Qingshu said was extremely awkward.Ever since Zhang Wuji came back from the Wudang faction, he has been a transparent person. He doesn't know the rules at every turn, and he is not generous enough. What do he care about? Comparing this kind of child from other people's family, Song Qingshu is really irritable, and now he is not used to hearing someone praise him.Especially those from the Demon Cult praised him.

When they got to the main hall, Song Qingshu saw Yang Xiao sitting in the middle, still wearing a white robe, and a bamboo-blue cloak with pinched teeth and a silver border, fastened with a Fang Sheng button on his chest. Sure enough, what he saw was Yang Xiao himself. He got up really early. .The girl standing next to her in a green jacket and light yellow skirt should be Yang Buhui.Song Qingshu was sizing up Yang Xiao silently, when he suddenly felt Yin Jiantai's body trembling slightly beside him, and his elbows felt hard, Song Qingshu suddenly wanted to laugh, why not be afraid of Yang Xiao, he was obviously scared to death, probably he couldn't speak well, but he kept his mouth shut Don't be afraid, thinking of Song Qingshu's face smiling but not daring to laugh, Yang Buhui couldn't help but look at him a few more times when he saw his strange expression, now Yin Jiantai's face turned red, he lowered his head to look at the floor tiles and secretly raised his head to look at Yang Buhui .

Song Qingshu greeted the Grand Master and Martial Uncle every day as a skilled worker, but he just changed the name. After finishing speaking, he retreated smoothly to the door and was about to say goodbye. Yang Xiao stopped him and asked him to come and sit down.

Song Qingshu looked at the golden snake bracelet on Yang Xiao's wrist. His skin color was very white and his nails were carefully manicured. He looked pampered and his aura was no worse than his father's, eh!He is also the status of his father Song Yuanqiao, and he is not a red-haired and green-faced devil. Song Qingshu thought about this, looked up at Yang Xiao holding a white porcelain tea bowl, took a sip, put down the tea bowl and said: "It's cold and windy these days. Daddy, let Yin Jiantai see you off, and go back quickly so that your father won't miss you. Mama Liu will give Song Shaoxia a thick coat."

Even if Yang Xiao doesn't say anything, Song Qingshu will go back. The matter of Mo Shenggu has always been Song Qingshu's biggest concern.After thanking Yang Xiao for eating, Song Qingshu and Yin Jiantai went out together.

The cold wind was like a knife, the two of them were busy on the road, and neither of them was long-winded. Song Qingshu was full of thoughts. For a while, he thought about the gentleness and intelligence of Miss Zhou, and for a while, he thought about the unknown life and death of Mo Shenggu. , he felt that there were some things that he really should think about carefully, it was really not as simple as he thought.

Yin Jiantai sent Song Qingshu to the intersection and waved goodbye.

Here Song Qingshu's troubles are calm, but Zhang Wuji's is another mess.

The Lion Rescue Plan was successfully completed according to the original route. Everyone sent Xiao Zhao and Dai Qisi away. After cleaning up the mess, they rode the wind and waves on Zhao Min's Didi boat and headed home. On the boat, Zhang Wuji was like a hamster in a wheel. , kept talking to Xie Xun about the big and small things of these years, from the centenary banquet to the Butterfly Valley, the big white monkey in the Kunlun Secret Realm, and his own experiences over the years (he consciously talked about the embarrassing things about Zhu Jiuzhen's family Beautified), as well as the changes of Mingjiao in these years, and his various experiences of being busy with Mingjiao affairs and Wudang, Xie Xun was not bothered at all, he listened with great interest and interrupted from time to time to ask questions.

In the end, Xie Xun was a little bit emotional. He was familiar with the two immortals. These two people are really smart and have extraordinary insight and vision. They are just aloof and reserved, and they are not easy to get along with. Now they can open their minds to help their children. It is really enlightening. It's destiny.It is estimated that Yang Xiao would give Xie Xun four or five eyes when he knew what Xie Xun was thinking, but unfortunately neither Zhang Wuji nor Xie Xun had this awareness.Speaking of this, Zhang Wuji couldn't help asking: "Father, there must be twists and turns when you go back this time. You will not become a monk, will you?"

This sentence must be asked. If it is really like what Zhao Min said, if Yang Xiao said that his adoptive father was going to become a monk when he was excited, whether his own Mingjiao leader will do it or not, the first thing to do is to punish the apostates Whether Xie Xun is dead or not is a big joke.The biological father is from the Wudang sect and Yang Xiao has already questioned him once. If the adoptive father becomes a monk in Shaolin again... Zhang Wuji dare not think what Yang Xiao and Wu Sanren would think of Xie Xun.

Xie Xun didn’t seem to have a clue that he was about to face his colleague’s awakening after making a big mistake. He was still immersed in the fact that my child is the best in the world. It is the leader of Mingjiao again, and he has fulfilled his wish for many years. With Zhou Zhiruo serving around him, Xie Xun is in a good mood and can't stop praising Zhou Zhiruo. He doesn't mention Zhou Zhiruo's master ring. Being blind is a fly in the ointment, but thinking about being able to go ashore alive, I will let the thief go one time.

Hearing Zhang Wuji's nonsensical words, Xie Xun was a little confused.His brain, which hadn't been activated for ten years, really hasn't realized the established fact that he is the protector of the Mingjiao. The important thing is that my child has already fulfilled his wish, that's enough, if you ask me if I want to become a monk in Shaolin, isn't that... nonsense!