Little Ancestor, Marry Me

Chapter 9

The night is dark, the sky is filled with fine stars, and there is no moon.

The teenagers went back to bed with the attendants, and Liu Jun looked at Su Changliu before leaving, and said lightly that he was not allowed to stay up late.

Su Changliu agreed with a smile, and then personally sent Liu Junze back to the bedroom.

Seeing Liu Jun, the candles in the bedroom were extinguished, and Su Changliu left with the maid carrying the lamp.

Walking up the promenade and reaching the gravel road in the courtyard, within a few steps is the place where the maids are resting. Then Su Changliu said: "Give me the lantern, you go down first."

The maid hesitated for a moment, said yes, and handed the glazed octagonal lantern to Su Changliu as she said.

Su Changliu took the lantern, turned around and walked towards the study.

The maid had entered the bedroom, and seeing Su Changliu going away, after a moment of hesitation, she still held up her skirt and hurried towards the back kitchen.

The back kitchen is a separate place, and a side room is built next to it.

It was already late at night, and the surroundings were almost pitch black, the maid walked this way, her eyes were used to the darkness, she could barely see the way, she found Cui Zhu's room in the dark, and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened, Cui Zhu was sleepy, with loose hair, yawning incessantly, with a gray linen blouse draped over his shoulders, looking at the person blankly: "It's midnight, what's wrong?"

"It's about the young master..." The maid was interrupted by Cui Zhu before she finished speaking: "What's the matter, young master? Did you have a headache again? Or did you cough again?"

The maid shook her head and said helplessly: "The eldest young master didn't go back to his room to rest, he seems to have gone to the study again..."

What to do in the study is self-evident.

Cui Zhu frowned slightly: "Aren't you trying to persuade him? The young master has just had a few days of wind and cold, and if he stays up late, his weak body will definitely be tossed to death by him."

"How can I persuade the young master!" The maid had no choice but to feel aggrieved, "Cui Zhu, go and see if you can let the young master rest."

Cui Zhu just felt strange: "I seem to be able to persuade you? The young master is so stubborn that Master Su can't hold back."

"Don't you usually have a lot of bad ideas?" The maid asked anxiously, "Can you think of a way?"

In the study room, warm candles flickered faintly, Su Changliu's shadow was reflected on the wall, and cicadas occasionally sang outside.

Su Changliu sat in front of the table, holding a pen in one hand, and rolled up his sleeves in the other, and a line of vigorous, elegant, small characters fell on the paper.

Cui Zhu gently knocked on the door.

Su Changliu's hands trembled in fright at the sudden knock on the door, and his heart skipped a beat, wondering if Zhigui or Tang Su came over to check on him, right?

Afterwards, Su Changliu said anxiously, "Go in."

So Cui Zhu pushed the door open and entered, holding a cup of steaming ginseng tea in his hand.

Seeing that it was Cui Zhu, Su Changliu breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to turn his head to sort out the accounts: "It's midnight, what are you doing here without sleep?"

Cui Zhu put the ginseng tea by Su Changliu's hand, stood aside and looked at him quietly, after a while, he said softly: "Young Master, the wind and cold are just right, so it's not easy to stay up late, how about rest earlier?"

"This is impossible," Su Changliu said with a smile, "In a few days, people from all walks of life should come to Sujiazhuang one after another. At that time, there will be no time to organize it. It must be done as soon as possible. That's good."

Cui Zhu was not in a hurry to refute, he just raised his hand and pushed the ginseng tea in front of Su Changliu, and said sincerely: "The young master drank this to nourish his body."

Su Changliu did not doubt that he had it, so he brought the tea cup to his lips, slowly drank most of the ginseng tea, then put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "Okay, you go back first?"

"...I'll be back right away." Cui Zhu was not in a hurry to leave, and silently estimated the time.

Su Changliu continued to look at the accounts.

In less than half a stick of incense, Su Changliu felt that the words in front of him became more and more blurred, and sleepiness swept in like endless sea water, so he put his hands on his forehead, trying to keep reading.

"Master?" Cui Zhu called out tentatively, but Su Changliu didn't respond, Cui Zhu poked his head over to look, Su Changliu's eyes were closed, and he seemed to be asleep.

Cui Zhu murmured in his heart, the effect of this medicine is really good, and he turned his head to look at the only soft brow and frowned slightly.

Although it is summer, the young master still needs something to cover his body, but there is no thin quilt in the study.

Cui Zhu was helpless, after confirming that Su Changliu was in a deep sleep, he carefully picked him up and sent him back to the bedroom.

The sun rises in the east, the sky breaks dawn, and then the sun hangs on the willow branches.

Tang Su lazily turned over, opened his eyes dimly, yawned, rubbed his hair and got up to get out of bed, but stepped on something soft.

Tang Su: "...?"

Why is there a floor on this ground?

Tang Su rubbed his eyebrows blankly, picked up the headband next to the pillow, and got dressed.

Ren Yun knocked on the door with his fingers, then pushed the door open and entered.

The tray in his hand contained a bowl of snow-white hot porridge and two plates of green side dishes. Seeing Tang Su still yawning, he asked, "Little ancestor, are you still sleepy? Sleep a little longer?"

Tang Su waved his hand, took out the wooden comb from the side drawer, quickly tied up his hair with the hair tie, and went behind the kingfisher screen to wash his face.

Ren Yun put the bowl of porridge and two dishes of side dishes on the table.

"What time is it?" Tang Su sat down, picked up the porcelain spoon in the bowl, took a mouthful of fish porridge and blew it into his mouth.

Ren Yun said: "It's time."

The porridge made with fish fillets was delicious, and the thorns in the fish fillets were carefully picked out by the cook.

The fish fillets are smooth and refreshing, the salt taste is only light, the porridge is thick, the fragrance of rice and the umami taste of the fish fillets are combined, even Tang Su, who has a heavy taste, can eat it satisfactorily.

After finishing the bowl of porridge, Tang Su smacked his lips contentedly, thinking that the food in Sujiazhuang is getting better and better.

Ren Yun watched the people finish the porridge, handed a hand towel to Tang Su to wipe off the remaining stains on his lips, and said softly: "Master Su went to see the guests early this morning, Daoist Liu brought the group of children here Morning practice at the Houshan Martial Arts Field."

Tang Su tilted his head slightly and asked curiously, "Someone came this early in the morning? Who is so diligent."

Ren Yun shook his head with a smile, and didn't say it's getting late, but said: "I don't know exactly who I'm meeting."

Tang Su thought for a while, Su Chang stayed to see the guests, it seemed inappropriate for him to go there, and Liu Jun took the group of children for morning exercises, it's better not to make trouble.

After a while, Tang Su got up: "Let's go, let's see if Yiyi is awake, and take her out to play."

Su's front hall.

Su Changliu sat on the top seat, with a cup of tea in his hand, a little absent-minded, wondering why he fell asleep last night.

The visitor was an extremely handsome young man, dressed in a purple robe embellished with light gold, his eyes were like peach blossoms reflecting the spring breeze, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised with a smile.

There was a black and purple scorpion tattooed under the corner of his eyes, which added a bit of mystery for no reason. The man sat on the side with a cup of tea, and looked at Su Changliu calmly with his feet up.

Standing behind the young man were two people, one with arrow sleeves and a short jacket, with serious and upright eyes.

The other person was nine feet long, with light-colored sharp lips, and his face was somewhat different from that of people from the Central Plains. He should be from the Western Regions, with honey-colored skin and eyes as green as emeralds. It was Urs.

"I don't know that Sect Master Fang came here early in the morning," Su Changliu said with a smile, "I've been a little lazy these days, so I kept you waiting for a long time. Su Mou is here to apologize to you."

Fang Wenrui took a sip of tea with a light smile, and said softly, "It's okay, Mr. Fang is willing to wait for the young master. I heard that Mr. Su is magnificent, so I wanted to see him. Mr. Fang should have come to visit a few days ago. But some things got in the way, so I came here early in the morning when I had free time, Young Master Su shouldn't blame someone Fang for disturbing the young master's dream."

"The master of the Fang sect has turned evil against Su," Su Changliu said with a smile, "there are too many people in the Jianghu who are better than Su."

Fang Wenrui let out a low laugh, so low that it made half of his body crumble.

Then he raised his eyes to look at Su Changliu, with tenderness in his eyes, and said softly: "Master Su thinks that there is something wrong with Mr. Fang's eyesight?"

The tone was clearly gentle, but it made the man in the short coat behind Fang Wenrui shiver, and cold sweat broke out from his vest.

Su Changliu was calm and composed, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Su doesn't dare, it's just that Su, a sick child, can't bear the words "excellent elegance."

"To be able to rank second in the list of good sons in a troubled world is naturally recognized by the world as good. Young Master Su is really modest." Fang Wenrui put down the tea cup, walked in front of Su Changliu, bent his eyes close to Su Changliu, and exhaled ambiguously, " Young Master Su, you are really handsome."

When the man in the short coat saw it, his face twitched, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head away silently.

Su Changliu frowned slightly, stepped back quietly, and said with a smile: "Then, I would like to thank Master Fang for his kindness, but Su is only the second, and Daoist Liu, who is at the top of the list, is the four words of peerless beauty." .”

Seeing people backing away, Fang Wenrui seemed in a good mood, and said with a smile, "How can you compare to Young Master Su?"

Then he went a step further, leaning on the armrest of Su Changliu's seat with both hands, leaning against someone's ear, like a lover whispering sweetly: "Among the top three, in Fang's eyes, Liu Jun is very handsome. Okay, but it's too cold, Tang Su was born beautiful, but his sharpness is too sharp, and a beauty as gentle as jade like Young Master Su is the most desirable."

After finishing speaking, Fang Wenrui smiled, brushed Su Changliu's waist with one hand ambiguously and got up: "If Young Master Su was not a man, someone Fang would definitely come to propose marriage."

Su Changliu's smile disappeared, Fang Wenrui stood up with a smile, and continued: "However, Fang doesn't mind that Young Master Su is a man..."

"Sect Master Fang, please restrain your words. This is the Su Mansion, not your Qiankun Sect." Su Changliu stood up, with a bit of sullen eyes hidden in his lake-like eyes, and said coldly.

Fang Wenrui didn't feel annoyed, he leaned over to brush the tip of his nose against the side of the person's face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Young Master Su should add three cents of angelica to the medicine that Young Master Su drinks, so that the medicine will be more effective."

Su Changliu frowned slightly, and his heart sank a little. He glanced at the maid beside him who dared not speak out, and said coldly: "Thank you for your concern, Su has his own arrangements. There are still things to deal with today, so it is inconvenient to entertain you, Bai Qi." ,see a visitor out."

"Yes!" The maid named Bai Qi responded, her tone seemed to suppress her anger, she saluted Fang Wenrui generously, and said, "Master Fang, please."

Fang Wenrui was not annoyed, he took a few steps leisurely, and said with a smile: "Someone from that side will come to visit some other day."

"Waiting for you. Su still has something to do, so let's go first." After speaking, Su Changliu waved his sleeves coldly and left first.

Su Changliu walked through the long corridor alone, and as soon as he turned the corner, Cui Zhu bumped into him head-on. When he saw Su Changliu, Cui Zhu hurriedly stopped. Seeing Su Changliu's indifferent expression, it was obviously In anger, he touched the tip of his nose with a guilty conscience, and said, "Master, what's wrong?"

Cui Zhu couldn't help muttering in his heart, could it be that the young master found out that he added medicine to the ginseng tea yesterday?Do you want to admit your mistake first...

Su Changliu just glanced at Cui Zhu indifferently, shook his head, "It's okay, you can do your work." Then he left.

Cui Zhu scratched the back of his head blankly, Su Changliu's inexplicable indifference made him a little bit lost, wasn't he meeting a guest?Why did you leave so early?

How could she be so angry... Who provoked this young master?

The more Cui Zhu thought about it, the more strange he became, he shook his head and continued to walk outside, and not long after, he bumped into Bai Qi who was seeing off the guests, and suddenly thought, isn't this the young master's personal maid?

Cui Zhu hurriedly stopped the angry Bai Qi, and asked blankly, "Hey, why are you so angry?"

Although Bai Qi is over thirty, she is still as beautiful as a flower. She looks like a girl in her early twenties. She has been taken care of by Su Changliu since she was a child. She is more like Su Changliu's sister than a master and servant.

At this moment, Bai Qi was so angry that her brows stood on end, and her anger was burning. When she saw Cui Zhu, and thought that this kid was the one who put the young master to sleep last night, her expression softened a little, and she said, "What's the matter? It's not that bastard." Make the young master angry! Next time I come again, I will give him a good look!"

"Which bastard?" Cui Zhu became more and more confused the more he listened. Seeing that Bai Qi was about to leave again, he hurriedly stopped him, "Hey, tell me clearly! Who made the young master angry?"

Bai Qi was dragged to a stone table by Cui Zhu, Cui Zhu hurriedly fetched tea and poured it for the man, Bai Qi drank a cup of tea angrily, still very annoyed.

Cui Zhu sat on the side helplessly, and said, "What's the matter?"

Bai Qi snorted coldly and said: "Fang Wenrui came to visit early in the morning, and our young master received him politely. Who knows that this guy looks like a dog, but he doesn't know what kind of dirty thoughts he has in his heart. The one who touched the young master, touched the young master's waist, almost kissed the young master, and finally said that he wanted to marry the young master!

"Our young master is a majestic young master! The girl who proposes marriage broke through the threshold of the Su Mansion! How could you not be mad at being teased by that bastard like a woman? If it weren't for the scruples, I would have done it on the spot. Want to give him a slap. Hmph!"

Cui Zhu's heart sank, he lowered his head slightly and pursed his lips, feeling both annoyed and angry.

Annoyed that I can't do anything, angry that someone is so disrespectful to the person who carefully and secretly puts on the tip of his heart.

Can you really do nothing?

If we rush over now... Maybe...

Cui Zhu trembled, picked up the teapot and took a big gulp, shook his head vigorously as if trying to get rid of the trembling thoughts just now, gritted his teeth and punched the stone table hard.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound, and the stone table cracked slightly.

What am I thinking!Do you know the law and break the law? !

Bai Qi was quite frightened by Cui Zhu's sudden arrival, and shouted, "Cui Zhu, what a freak! The table is broken!"

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Cui Zhu withdrew his hands silently, bowing his head and apologizing.

Bai Qi looked at the cracks on the stone table, and closed his almond eyes slightly: "You boy, you are not weak, are you? Lian Jiazi?"

Cui Zhu scratched his head guiltily, coughed lightly and said, "It was... taught by my father before. It's just something that can't be put on the table."

There is a lotus lake behind Su Mansion.

The pale golden sunlight sprinkled the ground, and in summer, the lotus bloomed just right, either light pink or snow white.

A few of them are spitting out stamens, most of them are about to bloom, or are half open, like a shy and charming lady covering her face with a round fan, looking at her lover shyly.

A winding stone bridge leads to a pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Su Yiyi wobbled her legs and ate a piece of pastry with her two little hands. She sat on the railing and looked at a lot of lotus. She tilted her head and thought about something seriously.

Tang Su was lazily leaning against the pavilion pillars, with one leg on the railing, a blue and white porcelain jug dangling in his hand, and he would take a sip of wine from time to time.

After a long while, Su Yiyi seemed to have decided on something, swallowed the pastry in his mouth, wiped the debris from the corner of his mouth, turned to Tang Su and said, "Brother Su!"

Tang Su casually threw the jug into Ren Yun's arms, supported his head with one hand and smiled, "Have you chosen?"

Su Yiyi nodded seriously, and pointed to a blooming pink lotus in the distance: "I want that!"

"Okay." Tang Su responded, and flew out of the pavilion in the middle of the lake in a flash, touched the lotus leaf in the sky with his feet, and reached the lotus in an instant, stretched out his hand to pick the flower, and flew back to the pavilion with a few steps , smiled and handed the lotus flower with water drops to Su Yiyi.

Ren Yun sighed helplessly, and put the flagon that Tang Su threw to him firmly on the table. Turning his head, he caught a glimpse of Su Changliu's pale blue figure in the distance quickly crossing the long corridor. The end disappears.

Tang Su also saw it, and Su Changliu disappeared before he could say Qingyan, thinking strangely, Qingyan walked so fast today?

Here, Su Changliu went back to the bedroom with a cold face, closed the door, sat on the bed with his sleeves flicked, frowning slightly, stretched out his hand to brush over the place Fang Wenrui touched just now, and actually took out a piece of letter paper from his belt, unfolded it, and there was only wrote a line——

The Wulin League wants to attack Sujiazhuang, be more careful.

Su Changliu was stunned at first, but then only felt a headache. He stretched out his hand to press his temple and rubbed it slowly, covered his mouth and coughed lightly twice, got up calmly, found a fire pocket and lit the paper, and looked indifferently at the thin paper burning in the flames. Turned into ashes, the mood fluttered, and the brilliance in the eyes flickered.

Friend or foe?Is it true?

If it is true, is the Wulin League's sudden holding of the Wulin League in Sujiazhuang related to this matter, or is the Wulin League originally a cover?