Little Ancestor, Marry Me

Chapter No.16

The snow-white lotus in the lotus pond bloomed and then withered, and the beautiful lotus lake is now showing a bit of decay.

Autumn is here, and the spring flowers are withered, but the osmanthus flowers planted in Sujiazhuang are full of golden trees.

As soon as the wind passed by, it was infected with the intoxicating fragrance, and walked all over Sujiazhuang with this fragrance, and also dyed the large fertile field with gratifying colors.

The Martial Arts League is coming soon, and Sujiazhuang is also entering the busy farming period. Su Changliu is busy all day and disappears, refusing all visitors.

Fortunately, there were no disasters this year, and the harvest was quite good. It was just that we needed to arrange the general matters, send harvesters to the old, weak, women and children who lacked young adults at home, and send some needed things down.

But adding up the bits and pieces is enough to keep Su Changliu busy.

Liu Jun took some time from time to time to help Su Changliu with some things.

Tang Su watched more and more decent people in Sujiazhuang, thought about it, and made a few more photos just in case to escape.

Mo Chisheng was still a supernatural being, but he would go to check Su Changliu's pulse every few days and write some new prescriptions for him to drink.

At dawn, Tang Su hugged the quilt and rolled over, rubbing his eyes sleepily, got up and got dressed.

"Little ancestor? Why did you get up so early today?" Ren Yun was sitting at the table making tea, when he saw Tang Su get up, he raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Tang Su yawned, sat at the table, propped his face on the table with one hand.

Ren Yun let out a low laugh, poured a cup of tea and handed it over. The little ancestor obviously hadn't woken up yet, and got up somehow.

Tang Su rubbed his eyes again, and pressed his right eye, which had been throbbing since he just got up.

Tang Su dazedly saw an extra cup of tea in front of him, looked at Ren Yun again, took it up and drank it without thinking.

Ren Yun was startled, and hurriedly reached out to stop him: "Little ancestor! Just soaked..."

very hot.

Before Ren Yun finished speaking, Tang Su spit out the boiling tea, but this time the drowsiness was gone, his eyes were so hot that tears filled his eyes, and he almost didn't cry.

Ren Yun felt distressed again, and poured cold water on people in a hurry, and couldn't laugh or cry, watching the little ancestor sticking out his tongue with an aggrieved expression on his face.

Tang Su was scalded badly, his eyes were slightly wet, his thin lips were slightly parted, sticking out the hot red tip of his tongue, he drank the cold water pitifully, but still felt some pain.

"Little ancestor, open your mouth, let me take a look." Ren Yun pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and raised Tang Su's face, and said softly, "Is it serious?"

Tang Su didn't say anything this time, he opened his mouth for others to see.

Ren Yun pulled aside a little, and leaned over to take a closer look with the light. Fortunately, it was only hot red, and there were no blisters.

... Next time, let it cool down and give it to this little ancestor.

Tang Su opened his mouth, sticking out the tip of his tongue slightly, watching Ren Yunxu hold his face in his hands and fell into deep thought.

Those dark blue eyes that were almost black were even softer in the morning light, and his own shadow was reflected in the whole eyes, as if he had thrown his figure into a pure lake, and there was only one person.

"Young Master Tang! Young Master Tang!" There was a hasty knock on the door.

Tang Su was agitated, took two steps back abruptly, scolded Lao Tzu for something evil just now, turned his head and smiled as usual, and said, "Come in."

A handsome young man pushed the door open, but with a bitter face: "Young Master Tang, someone is looking for you..."

"Looking for me?" Tang Su tilted his head in doubt, "Who is it?"

This early in the morning, who would look for me?

It must not be Zhiguiqing banqueting them, so that this little brother can't look like this.

"Yes... your father..." The boy stammered, looking like he was about to cry, "Young Master Tang, please go and have a look! The head of the Tang sect won't let us tell the young master, and now he is holding a bunch of children in the lobby. Someone is looking for you!"

Ren Yun was startled, the head of the Tang Sect is here?Looking at Tang Su again, he was shocked.

Tang Su's eyes that should have been filled with broken stars were now full of haze, and an unconcealable murderous intent and hostility permeated them.

Damn, why is it so unlucky so early in the morning.

Tang Su spat and took a deep breath to suppress the evil spirit.

The boy was taken aback by Tang Su. Tang Su was always joking and joking in the Su Mansion these days, and he was very easy to get along with. Except that he behaved a bit like a naughty boy sometimes, he was generally a very good young man.

Today's appearance full of evil spirits really frightened the little servant.

"...Little ancestor?" Ren Yun approached a few steps worriedly, and pulled Tang Su over to look at him.

Tang Su subconsciously glanced at Ren Yun, but saw the stubborn worry in Ren Yun's eyes, pursed his lips and patted Ren Yun's hand away, then looked at the boy, and said coldly, "Take me there."

In the lobby, Tang Sect Master Tang Siliu was wearing a dark blue arrow-sleeved martial robe. Although he was nearly forty years old, his face still showed the suave and suave look of his handsome youth, with the calmness of age engraved between his brows and eyes.

Tang Bangliu stood in the center with his hands behind his back, surrounded by all the disciples of the Tang Sect, with their feet slightly apart, each staring coldly at a servant girl.

Tang Su saw this scene as soon as he entered the lobby, sneered, leaned lazily on the pillar at the door with his arms folded, and said with a sneer, "Damn scum, did you have something to do with me early in the morning?"

"Su'er," Tang Siliu looked at his son who looked like a local ruffian, and he was not angry, his cold eyes softened a bit, "You have been running away for more than three years, it's time to go back with Dad."

"Go back? Where are you going?" Tang Su became angry when he saw Tang Siliu, his words were full of sarcasm, "Also, I said that I have no father, only a dead mother."

Tang Bangliu pursed her lips slightly, tightened her hands behind her back, and said in a low voice: "Shu'er, be obedient, I know you have never been able to forgive me because of your mother. It has been more than ten years, you I didn't even call out dad, I don't blame you, I let you run out to play, now it's time to go back."

"Go back?" Tang Su's eyes darkened, he lowered his head and laughed.

Ren Yun stood by Tang Su's side, his black hair drooping to cover Tang Su's face, only to see Tang Su's shoulders trembling slightly with a smile, his hands slowly clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white.

Suddenly, Tang Su raised his head, his eyes were slightly red, and he said viciously, "You are dreaming."

Tang Bangliu seemed to have expected this answer a long time ago, and seeing Ren Yun beside Tang Su, he frowned slightly, his eyes suddenly darkened, and said, "Ren Yun."

"The subordinate is here." Ren Yun hesitated for a moment, looked at Tang Su worriedly, pursed his lips and walked in front of Tang Siliu, knelt down and saluted.

It's not enough now, and the little ancestor can't let the little ancestor know...some things.

"Didn't I ask you to bring the young master back? I thought you were just lost... Now it doesn't look like it." Tang Siliu's narrow eyes seemed to be covered with ice and snow, making people shiver with cold, "Your martial arts , can't catch him?"

"..." Ren Yun still knelt on the ground and said in a low voice, "The subordinates are incompetent and afraid of hurting the young master, so they dare not use force."

"Even if I'm taken back by him, I will run out again." Tang Su said coldly, "What? Don't you believe in a dead scum? Is it enough to repair the mechanism?"

After hearing Tang Su's words, a group of Tang Sect disciples silently remembered that when Tang Su escaped, he smashed everything that could be dismantled from the Tang Sect's guards.

The elder in charge of the management agency almost burped up.

...Master, can you run without causing damage?

Tang Bangliu rubbed his brows with a headache, and sighed: "Then dad can only use force."

As soon as the words fell, six disciples of the Tang Sect came out in response and attacked Tang Su.

"Tch." Tang Su couldn't hide his ruthless killing intent anymore, the dagger fell into his right hand, and with a wave of his left hand, a thin dart spread out in front of him like a goddess scattering flowers, and then he swung his body and swung the knife to attack the two people behind him. disciple.

A folding fan swirled towards Tang Su at the same time, cutting off the attack of another Tang disciple behind Tang Su.

Tang Siliu looked at Ren Yun, his eyes were even more gloomy, and he waved his palm towards Ren Yun's cheek.

The corner of Ren Yun's mouth cracked and bled immediately, and he staggered and supported his body with one hand and knelt down again.

Tang Bangliu didn't even look at it, his hand flickered in the air like a phantom, and an extremely thin willow-leaf dart pierced Ren Yun's palm and nailed it to the ground.

"If you don't do your job well, you will be punished."

"Damn scum!" Tang Su slashed away the disciples of the Tang Sect in front of him. One side of Ren Yun's face was swollen, the corner of his mouth was stained with blood, and the other side was pale. It covered the chest cavity, the blade was wrapped in strong wind, and the figure swung open an open space, then bent the knees and pressed slightly, the blade flipped open a gap in a circle of disciples of the Tang Sect, and shouted angrily, "You are looking for death!"

"Eldest Young Master! Eldest Young Master!" A servant rushed into the study in a hurry, tripped over the threshold, fell on the ground, blood came out from his nose, and got up in a panic.

Su Changliu was dealing with the matter of distributing things, his hands trembled in fright, seeing the panicked look of the servant, he hurriedly asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Young master! Mr. Tang!" The servant was almost incoherent, making gestures, and it took him a long time to slow down, "Mr. Tang and his father started fighting in the lobby!"

Su Changliu got up suddenly, the paper and pen on the table were swept all over the floor, his head was in a trance, he shook his head lightly to slow down, and said sharply: "Go get my piano! Hurry up!"

The boy responded and ran to the piano room without touching the ground. Su Changliu supported the table with one hand and covered his mouth with the other and coughed violently. It took him a long time to recover and drank the remaining cup of ginseng tea on the table.

"Eldest Young Master!" The young man ran out of breath, rushed over with the pitch-black guqin in his arms, and handed it to Su Changliu.

Su Changliu held the zither, pursed his lips, and said coldly, "Go and get Bai Qi here."

The boy quickly ran to look for Bai Qi who brought the young master new ginseng tea, while Su Changliu hurried to the lobby with the piano in his arms.

"Su'er?!" Tang Bangliu raised his hand to hold the blade that Tang Su had struck, and looked closely at that hand. It was clearly wearing golden silkworm gloves. Do it?"

Tang Su spat and pulled out the blade sharply, the hatred and anger that had been suppressed for many years burst out at this moment.

What is reflected in the eyes is no longer the stars and the sea, but the red lotus karma in the purgatory, and every move is life-threatening, as fast as lightning.

Tang Siliu was stunned for a moment, but Tang Su had the upper hand for a while.

But only for a while.

Ren Yun endured the pain and pulled out the willow-leaf dart, looked up and saw Tang Su and Tang Siliu fighting fiercely, his eyes were also astonished.

After all, Tang Siliu was stronger than Tang Su. After recovering from his senses, he dismantled Tang Su's offensive and took away Tang Su's dagger in just ten moves.

Just when Tang Siliu was about to tap Tang Su's acupoints to bring him back to Tang Sect, several cool and cold zither sounds came leisurely, as if he was plucking casually.

Then the sound of the piano fell into the jade moon like broken stars from the sky, and then turned into flowing water and rolled down the world, invading people's hearts.

Tang Bangliu's heart sank, and the circulating internal force immediately blocked his tendons, silently withdrew his hand, looked at the slender figure at the door, and said calmly: "Long stay."

Su Changliu held the qin with one hand and stroked the strings with the other. The strings trembled and the sound of the qin flowed. He stepped into the lobby calmly, still looking like a gentle and elegant young man with picturesque eyes, with a gentle smile on his lips, looking at Tang Si Liu nodded slightly: "Uncle Tang, long time no see, can you stop for a while?"

Tang Bangliu frowned slightly, but still nodded, and the disciples of the Tang Sect who surrounded Su Changliu also dispersed.

Su Changliu walked up to Tang Su and Ren Yun, protecting them behind him, and then lightly held down the trembling strings, and the sound of the piano stopped.

"Qingyan..." Tang Su pursed his lips, most of the anger dissipated, he stretched out his hand and gently tugged on Lasu Changliu's sleeve, and whispered decadently, "I'm sorry..."

Others couldn't see Su Changliu's abnormality, but Tang Su could see clearly that Su Changliu was currently suppressing his illness.

"It's not your fault." Su Changliu shook his head with a light smile, and led the two to sit down, while he sat on the side.

Tang Siliu also sat down opposite Su Changliu with his sleeves up, and made a gesture, and all the disciples of the Tang Sect put away their weapons and stood behind Tang Siliu in an orderly manner.

"Uncle Tang, Changliu respects you as an uncle, but why do you want to break the rules of Sujiazhuang?" Su Changliu said calmly, holding the piano in his arms, looking at Tang Siliu with calm eyes like lakes.

Tang Bangliu said softly: "Changliu, it's my uncle's fault this time. I'll apologize to you first. My uncle is anxious to take Tang Su back, so I'm causing you trouble."

"Tang Su doesn't want to go back, so why should Uncle Tang make things difficult for him?" Su Changliu said with a smile, "And Uncle Tang arrested my servants and brought in weapons. Are you making things difficult for me? Or is it that Uncle Tang feels that my father If you are not here, Changliu has no right to interfere with what you are doing in Sujiazhuang?"

Bai Qi walked into the hall lightly with ginseng tea, glanced at Tang Siliu, smiled, then walked up to Su Changliu and stood up.

Tang Bangliu saw Bai Qi also came in, his heart sank, and he said softly: "I dare not, this time it is really uncle's fault, I'm sorry, I promise there will be no next time."

"Well, for Uncle Tang's sake..." Su Changliu stroked the strings with his fingertips, the gentle smile was still on the corner of his lips, but his eyes were cold, as if a layer of ice had formed on the surface of the lake in winter. Bo Bing, "These Tang Sect disciples, if they stay for a long time, their minds will not be crippled. The Wulin League will be coming soon, and they don't care about the weapons. I also ask Uncle Tang to discipline them well."

"Naturally." Tang Siliu knew that Tang Su would not be able to take him away in a short time. Su Chang left him under the steps, and he had to go down naturally, so he stood up and said softly, "Then uncle is leaving first. Time... I will trouble you to take care of it first."

"Naturally," Su Changliu smiled, "Changliu is a bit tired, so Bai Qi will send you off on behalf of Changliu."

Bai Qi stepped forward in response, Shi Shiran saluted, and said, "Master Tang Sect, please."

After sending Tang Siliu away, Su Changliu stood up, looked at Tang Su and said with a smile, "Don't worry, he doesn't dare to do anything in Sujiazhuang... Cough cough!"

Before Su Changliu could finish his sentence, he covered his mouth and coughed violently, his body trembling uncontrollably, Qin almost didn't fall to the ground.

"Qingyan!" Tang Su was startled, and hurriedly helped Su Changliu to calm down. Ren Yun took the cup of tea, and handed it to Su Changliu when he recovered.

Su Changliu was supported by Tang Su and sat down again. After drinking the tea, his face softened a little. He patted Tang Su's hand to signal that it was okay, and said, "Don't leave the Su residence for a few days, and wait until the martial arts alliance starts." With me and Zhigui, he won't do anything."

"I see, Qingyan, wait for Mo Chisheng to come back and show you..." Tang Su said in a low voice, Su Changliu nodded slightly.

Tang Su looked at Ren Yun again, pursed his lips, stood up and stretched out his hand to press the man on the chair. Ren Yun looked astonished, but Tang Su said viciously, "Don't move!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Su took out a small white jade box from his waist, carefully opened the lid, gently wiped the inside with his fingertips, stuck a layer of snow-white ointment, and gently wiped it on Ren Yun's face.

"A dead scum beats you, won't you hide? Damn, if you make a show like this, you'll pay for it? It deserves it." Tang Su scolded and applied medicine to Ren Yun, and healed the wound on his hand.

Su Changliu slightly turned his head to look at Tang Su, feeling that something... was not quite right.

When the eagle howled, Tang Su hurriedly rushed out. Mo Chisheng, who happened to be carrying a medicine basket, jumped off the giant eagle and fell to the ground. Seeing Tang Su's eyebrows raised, he said, "Why..."

Before Mo Chisheng could finish his sentence, Tang Su dragged him into the lobby. Mo Chisheng almost fell, and when he looked up, he saw Su Changliu's face. Said: "Su Changliu! You have to exhaust me to death, don't you?!"

Su Changliu choked, and said awkwardly, "I'm fine..."

"If you are told not to use force, you just won't listen!" Mo Chisheng said angrily, walked over and reached out to take Su Changliu's hand, put his two fingers on his wrist, gritted his teeth with a gloomy face, and said, "Again, you are so sick Killed you!"

Although Tang Su knew that Mo Chisheng's words were intended to intimidate Su Changliu, he still felt his heart skip a beat and felt even more guilty.

Su Changliu smiled and said, "Zipei is here, how could I die?"

Mo Chisheng snorted coldly, and wrote down a prescription again, urging Bai Qi to grab the medicine and decoct it.

After Su Changliu drank the medicine obediently, Mo Chisheng scolded him again, and then walked away.

Afterwards, Su Changliu went back to continue his work. It was only two days before the Martial Arts League.

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