Little Ancestor, Marry Me

Chapter 14

Since Ren Yun explained that he is not from the Tang Sect, Tang Su's attitude towards him has improved a lot, at least he has nothing to say to him.

Tang Su didn't rest for two days and ran out of bed to go out to exercise his muscles and bones. Who knew that when he opened the door, he saw Mo Chisheng, who was calm and composed, standing at the door with his two handsome and well-behaved children.

When Mo Chisheng saw Tang Su, he raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hands to seal his acupuncture points with a smile, and pushed him back on the bed to lie on his stomach in an orderly manner.

Tang Su refused to accept it, and when Ren Yun came back, he could not help explaining the acupoints for him, then ran outside, and was pressed back by Mo Chisheng.

Repeatedly and again, Tang Su Yan died, lying on the bed aggrieved to recuperate, after more than a month, finally he will not be pushed back.

The medicine that Mo Chisheng prescribed had a strange taste, but the effect was good.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones, but Tang Su's wound almost healed after more than a month. The ice silk naturally melted into the flesh and blood when it healed.

Only the scar from the stitching was left there, a pale wound.

Tang Su didn't care. He had countless scars, big and small, on his body since he was a child. Some of them disappeared, and some remained.

On the other hand, Ren Yun looked at the wound, feeling very distressed, and asked from time to time if it hurts or if it hurts.

When Tang Su was in a good mood, he replied that he was fine, and when he was annoyed by the question, he rolled his eyes at people.

Now that the wound is healed, Tang Su's happiest thing is that he no longer has to drink that weird concoction, and he can finally eat something tasty and drink some sake.

For more than a month, Liu Jun took the group of teenagers to step up their sword practice, and Su Changliu was busy with the affairs of Sujiazhuang. The two of them would come to see how Tang Su's wound was healing from time to time, and chatted for a while. Leave and get on with your own thing.

Mo Chisheng's dragon sees the beginning but does not see the end, and he doesn't know why he bumps into him every time he sneaks.

The maid in the mansion said that Mo Chi rode his giant eagle to gather medicines all day long, and Tang Su almost wondered if he had run into a ghost every time he slipped out.

Ren Yun sat by the bed every day, and occasionally went out, and every time he came back, he would tell Tang Su if there were any trivial matters today.

For example, who visited Su Changliu today, Dong Yuan was punished for copying books, it seems that Liu Junze caught Su Yila when he went to play, Li Niang made new cakes, Mo Chisheng It seems that he also intervened and added medicinal materials to the pastry. It tastes good. It seems that it is specially made for Su Changliu to eat on weekdays. It can suppress his old disease and prevent it from recurring...

Tang Su said with a smile, "Li Niang is so skillful, even if Mo Chisheng gets some weird herbs, she can still make them delicious."

Ren Yun nodded with a gentle smile, and handed the peeled fruit to Tang Su's lips.

This time Tang Su didn't commit much stubbornness, he just opened his mouth to eat.

Watching Tang Su finish eating the fruit, Ren Yun said, "Master Su seems to have been in poor health, since he was a child?"

"That's right." Tang Su knew that Ren Yun was against that scumbag last time, and he seemed to regard him as one of his own. "Qing Yan has been like this since she was a child. Speaking of which, she even changed her name because of illness."

"Oh?" Ren Yun looked at Tang Su curiously.

Tang Sudao: "The name before Qingyan was Su Pei. When he was 13 years old, he fell ill. He was lying on the bed for a year but he didn't recover. Master Su was in a hurry. A wandering Taoist priest told him that Qingyan was hit by this. After a catastrophe, he asked Master Su to change his name to avoid the catastrophe. Master Su changed Qing Yan's name to Changliu, which means staying in this world for a long time.

It's strange to say that the Qing Yan later recovered within a month, but the root cause of the disease was left, and it has been like this for a long time. "

Ren Yun laughed: "This is really amazing."

"I also think it's amazing." Tang Su's eyes curled up.

These days, Su Changliu didn't know what to cook in the kitchen, so he nourished Tang Su's energy and blood, and his face was glowing red.

Tang Su said again: "However, the Qingyan people are so good, God won't let him have any accidents, how do you say that? Good will be rewarded."

Ren Yun laughed and didn't refute. If it was true that everything depends on God, he would have been struck by thunder and died a long time ago.

But it's rare that the little ancestor is in a good mood, so it's always good to chat with him for a while.

The door was gently knocked, and then a gentle female voice came: "Mr. Tang?"

Tang Su glanced at Ren Yun slightly, and then said, "Come in."

With willow brows and almond eyes, a pink nose with a fine nose, and a cherry mouth, a light red dress outlines an exquisite figure. It is Bai Qi, Su Changliu's personal maid.

Bai Qi was holding a box in his hand, and Shi Shiran saluted the two of them: "Master ordered me to bring something."

"It's Sister Bai Qi." Tang Su's eyes curled up, "What did you bring for the Qing banquet?"

Bai Qi covered her mouth and smiled lightly, put the box on the table, and said, "I don't know about that, Mr. Tang, you can see for yourself, the young master said you will know after reading it."

"Since when did Qing Yan play this trick?" Tang Su muttered, and Bai Qi left after delivering the things.

Ren Yun looked at Tang Su and said, "Go get it for you?"

Tang Su waved his hand, got out of bed, walked to the table and sat down, took the long box and looked at it curiously, then untied the brass buckle, and opened the box.

Ren Yun stood behind Tang Su, looking at the contents in the box.

It is a long bamboo flute, the whole body is emerald green like jasper, with a red tassel tied on it, and a white jade bead hanging on the end.

Tang Su's eyes lit up when he saw the bamboo flute, he cheerfully picked up the bamboo flute and twirled it in his hands twice, then brought the bamboo flute to his lips.

Bai Yu's long fingers curled up, and lightly pressed the flute hole, a few brisk tones overflowed, the flute sound was clear and melodious, but it didn't form a tune, it should be just a sound test.

The flute is very good.

Tang Su put down the flute contentedly, straightened his clothes with a smile, twirled the flute, and walked outside. Ren Yun didn't ask much when he saw this, but just followed.

Tang Su walked fast all the way, crossing the rockery, strange stone and gravel road, and winding back to the promenade, he didn't know how many places he went around.

Until bypassing a towering tree, the field of vision suddenly opened up, a large piece of lotus leaves reaching the sky, dotted with slim lotus flowers in the middle, it is the lotus lake of Sujiazhuang.

The stone bridge twists and turns like a snake, leading people to a man-made island pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Su Changliu, Liu Junze, and Mo Chisheng all sat there quietly.

Liu Jun's eyelids droop slightly, his snow-like white hair is indeed natural, even the color of his eyelashes is also light, when he lowers his eyelids, it looks like a curtain of flying snow, covering the clear and penetrating eyes of the cold pool .

A chessboard was placed in front of him, and Liu Jun was using his slender fingers to pick up a chess piece that was as white as him, and gently placed it on the chessboard.

Su Changliu sat opposite Liu Junze, his black hair was not tied up with the usual white jade lotus cloud hair crown, but was gently scattered on his shoulders, like fine silk and satin.

Su Changliu saw Liu Jun drop a child, his eyes, which were originally like a calm lake in the spring, rippled as if someone threw a stone, and said with a smile: "Zhigui, your step , is forcing me to take a risky game."

As he spoke, Su Changliu picked up a shiny sunspot with two fingers, and landed it on the chessboard.

It was rare for Mo Chisheng's two little boys not to follow him, probably because they were ordered not to be disturbed.

At this time, Mo Chisheng was standing beside Liu Junze, looking at the chessboard with a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and rubbing his chin with his fingertips.

Tang Su didn't care whether he was able to practice martial arts or not. Seeing a few people get together, he dissipated all his anger and was full of joy. Inside.

Ren Yun stopped and watched Tang Su go away, but this time he didn't follow.

"Zhigui! Qingyan! Zipei!" Tang Su shouted, his eyes smiling as if they were filled with the tiny warm sun, falling lightly into the pavilion.

The little ancestor is very happy now.Ren Yun watched Tang Su fall into the pavilion from afar, shook his head with a chuckle, turned and left.

He doesn't belong in that place.

You don't have to be so stubborn to insert it.

Mo Chisheng saw Tang Su fall into the pavilion like a bird, and said with a smile, "It seems to be recovering well."

"Of course! It's been almost two months!" Tang Su stood beside Su Changliu with a smile on his face, "Qing Yan, I received the flute. It's very well done."

Su Changliu smiled and nodded slightly: "Just like it."

Tang Su caught a glimpse of two small black wine jars in the corner of the pavilion, his eyes lit up a little and he hurriedly asked, "For me?"

"One of the jars is mine." Mo Chisheng raised his eyebrows and smiled.

When Tang Su heard it, he still smiled happily. Mo Chisheng said that the other jar of wine belonged to him. He quickly lifted the cover and sniffed it. The wine smelled of medicinal herbs.

"Medicated wine?" Tang Su asked.

Su Changliu nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Yes, he is mild-tempered and can drink."

Tang Su threw the other jar to Mo Chisheng, held the small jar and took a sip with his head up. The wine entered his throat, his tongue wrapped in its fragrance, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he wiped the wine stains on the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand with a smile: " It tastes pretty good."

"That's natural." Mo Chisheng said indifferently, took the altar of wine and opened it as before, and took a sip, "When has my wine ever tasted bad?"

"It would be great if the medicine you prescribed could taste so good anytime soon." Tang Su teased with a smile.

Mo Chisheng raised his eyebrows and didn't respond. He just put down the wine jar and looked at Tang Su with a smile.

Tang Su hurriedly raised the wine jar to block his sight, and said with a smile, "Don't be angry! It's just a joke! Speaking of which, it's rare for us to get together so that Zipei can sing a song?"

When Liu Jun heard this, he stopped playing chess and glanced at Su Changliu.

Su Changliu lowered his head and chuckled, took off the white jade around his waist and handed it to Liu Junze, he picked up the pitch-black Guqin lying quietly on the side, and put it on his lap.

Mo Chisheng raised his eyebrows, pretending to be angry and said: "Okay, you guys have colluded in advance, right?"

"Zi Peimo wants to wrong someone." Su Changliu said with a smile, "It's just that it's rare for us to get together, and I just happened to send Tang Su's flute over there. It's just a guess, and there is no collusion."

Liu Jun was silent, his eyes were still cold, but he could still feel the pleasant breath, and pressed the white jade flute to his thin lips.

Tang Su put the bamboo flute to his lips with a smile, and a melodious tune overflowed.

Su Changliu smiled and lowered his head, his slender jade fingers brushed across the strings of the qin, and the gurgling sound of the qin echoed the sound of the flute.

Liu Jun lowered his eyes, and the sound of the flute poured out like words, complementing the sound of the flute and the piano.

Mo Chisheng was just joking. He raised his head and took a sip of the medicinal wine. The aroma of the wine permeated his throat, and that moving voice seemed to be tinged with an itchy intoxication. His thin lips parted slightly with a three-point smile: "Old man Come back—"

That elongated intro was a bit of a play, as if it was about to break through the clouds and go to the nine heavens, attracting all the gods and concubines to see what a beautiful scenery here is, and then the tone fell into a smile In the mortal world, falling into the lotus lake, a breeze brings the fragrance of lotus and comes slowly. In response to the sound of flute and zither, it is gentle and low with the magnetism soaked in wine, as if an old friend is coming.

"One is the ice and snow on the top of the mountain that melts into cranes, the other is that the blue phoenix in the nine heavens returns to its hometown, the third is that ghosts live in the valley to find their way back, and the fourth is that ghosts with a heart of hearts seek their home..."

Tang Su's eyes were bent, his breath was calm and his fingering was calm. In this world, there is no better time than this.

Ren Yun frowned slightly, the white-tailed bird landed on his shoulder, obediently waiting for him to finish writing the letter.

A month ago, he received the secret letter from the Tang Sect's nails. The head of the Tang Sect led a group of Tang Sect disciples out to Sujiazhuang more than two months ago. The names of the disciples of the Tang Sect who had completed the mission were listed on three sheets of letter paper densely, and it was impossible to check them one by one.

After some time, the second letter came.

Another Nail who came to participate in the alliance with the head of the Tang Sect seems to have received a letter from the nail in the Tang Sect, telling Ren Yun that the head of the Tang Sect brought hundreds of people out this time and divided them into several teams.

The fastest of the two teams had already rushed to the vicinity of Sujiazhuang to find a place for the people behind. The person he was looking for might be inside.

But Ren Yun searched around Sujiazhuang for nearly half a month, and even ordered people to search thoroughly in nearby cities such as Baihua City, but they didn't find any trace of Tangmen.

Even Su Changliu didn't find any abnormalities.

The masked man seemed to be a ghost, and just disappeared out of thin air.

...It can only be done temporarily.

Ren Yun received another letter today.

There was only one line in the letter——

The fish has fallen into Guchuan, and its sons have drifted away. Although [-]% of them are swallowed by shrimps and crabs, the rest also grow into fish.

... Thirty percent?

Ren Yun sighed, rubbed his temples lightly, this Central Plains is really not easy to mess with, it was estimated that it was only [-]% to [-]% originally, but now it seems... is it really too arrogant?

Stretching out his hand to tease the bird, Ren Yun wrote a line——

An embankment of a thousand miles breaks in an ant's nest, a mouse can swallow an elephant, and a spider's web is tough enough to catch what it needs.

Afterwards, Ren Yun rolled up the paper, stuffed it into the metal ring, covered it, and tapped the top of the bird's head, and the bird got the order and spread its wings and flew into the blue sky.

Cold Mountain City.

Hanshan City is another city located near Sujiazhuang. Although it is not as grand as Baihua City, which is full of flowers blooming in spring all year round, it also has its own unique flavor.

At this moment, Fang Wenrui, who was originally supposed to be in Sujiazhuang, was sitting calmly and calmly in the top pavilion of a tall building in Hanshan City. The tall building was built of unknown materials, it looked like stone but not stone, wood and not wood, and the building looked like a pagoda. There are no windows in the top pavilion, only some thin holes for ventilation.

There are several huge luminous pearls inlaid on the wall, and the luminous pearls are surrounded by finely crushed fluorite, shining brightly in the dark.

The fluorite formed a strange and beautiful painting, and after a closer look, it was discovered that it was actually the layout of Sujiazhuang.

There are a few pear wood chairs and a few tall tables for cups in the cabinet, but there is nothing else.

In addition to Fang Wenrui, there are several other people in the pavilion. One of them is sitting on the top seat. He looks like he is in his early 30s. The leader of the martial arts alliance - Luo Diheng.

The people beside him are all important figures in the martial arts alliance.

Fang Wenrui still looked like a light wave, with his feet up, sipping a cup of tea carefully.

"Fang Wenrui." Luo Diheng said with a solemn expression between his brows, "You should know how much the Wulin League has helped your Qiankun Sect."

Fang Wenrui put down the teacup with a smile, and said softly, "Of course Fang knows."

"Then have you done what you should do?" Luo Diheng looked at Fang Wenrui's light-waved appearance, and he was inevitably a little unhappy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Naturally." Fang Wenrui said.

Luo Diheng laughed, but his voice was cold: "I asked you to trouble Sujiazhuang, what did you do?"

"Didn't someone Fang go to trouble Sujiazhuang?" Fang Wenrui said with a smile, "Someone Fang went to trouble Young Master Su."

An elder next to Luo Diheng couldn't stand Fang Wenrui's appearance, and slapped the table angrily: "The lord wants you to find something in Sujiazhuang that can be manipulated! It's not for you to use your disgusting methods Get that young master!"

"The fire hurts the body," Fang Wenrui said neither in a hurry nor in annoyance, "I'm troubling that Young Master Su, isn't it just to annoy him, make him angry, and make him fall for it?"

Luo Diheng pressed his palm slightly, the elder took a look and sat down.

Luo Diheng said: "What do you want him to do?"

"It's very simple." Fang Wenrui rubbed his chin, his eyes curled up with tenderness and spring, "He should hate me quite a lot now. After reaching a certain level, if he is a little agitated, he will make a move. He will find a few passers-by to pretend to be seriously injured, and then find me again. A few dead people, isn’t that the crime? Once Su Changliu falls, Master Su won’t be able to come back, and the Su Family Manor is about to die.”

Luo Diheng frowned slightly: "What if Su Changliu can bear it?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Fang is still promising." Fang Wenrui said with a smile, "If it doesn't work, Mr. Fang will come and see you."

Luo Diheng's expression softened a little, and he said, "Then I will trust you once and do things well, so that your Qiankun Sect will be successful."

"Naturally," Fang Wenrui said with a smile, his eyes darkened, "but someone Fang has a small request."

"……Say."

"Mr. Fang... really falls in love with that young master," Fang Wenrui played with the small bull's-eye white porcelain cup in his hand, rubbing the rim of the cup vaguely with his fingertips. Then the young master of the Su family. I wonder if it is possible?"

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