"What do you mean grass seeds are not useful?" Gao Dazhuang frowned upon hearing this.
"What else do you mean?" Wen Liunian said, "The emperor spent a lot of money to buy the secret recipe, and ended up weaving a batch of unusable cloth, not to mention invulnerable, even ordinary daggers can easily pierce through it. How can I wear it on the battlefield?"
"Impossible!" Gao Dazhuang said, "Earlier, the emperor and your lord also tested it personally, and only paid the deposit after confirming that there is no problem."
"There was no problem then." Wen Liunian said, "But it doesn't mean there won't be any problem now."
"I don't believe it." Gao Dazhuang still shook his head.
"Could it be that this official will blackmail you!" Wen Liunian said angrily, "If this matter cannot be resolved properly, Commander Xiang and I will be implicated innocently. You'd better find a way to make up for it!"
Probably because of his expression, he seemed to be on fire, and Gao Dazhuang couldn't figure out the situation for a while.
Several other thin men also came out of the house when they heard the movement, and asked what happened in a foreign language.
Gao Dazhuang talked with them in a low voice, and after a few words, the faces of those thin and small men also changed.
"Have you discussed and come up with a countermeasure?" Wen Liunian urged again, "Now that the Emperor Longyan is furious, there is not much time for you to discuss it slowly."
Gao Dazhuang exchanged a few more words with those people, and finally said: "Let's go into the palace with your lord to have a look, so we can find out the reason."
"Then what are you waiting for?" Wen Liunian turned around and left, almost jogging onto the sedan chair, "Hurry up!"
Xiang Lie followed closely behind him, and the others hurriedly locked the door and followed.
In the Brocade Department, hundreds of batches of woven fabrics are neatly stacked in the warehouse, and on the other side are the unused black mist burners. Gao Dazhuang casually pulled out a piece of cloth, and after unfolding it, it seemed that there was nothing abnormal. He took out a dagger and tried it, and it really made a big hole with ease.
Both Wen Liunian and Xiang Lie stared at him with extremely unfriendly eyes, especially Wen Liunian, who almost seemed to want to eat people.
"This..." Gao Dazhuang turned his head and glanced at the other skinny men.
The men did the same thing, took out several batches of fabrics for testing, but the result was still the same.
"Enough!" Wen Liunian slapped the table, "I asked you to enter the palace to find a way to solve this problem, not to stab the fabric one after another!"
Naturally, Gao Dazhuang didn't know the reason. Seeing that the Imperial Forest Army had entered from the outside, he hurriedly discussed with his companions, and said, "We want to weave a piece of cloth by ourselves."
"Let's weave." Wen Liunian spoke nicely and asked Xiu Niang to make room for him.
Several people skillfully took out the black mist burnt and mixed it with the silk. Wen Liunian sat on the chair and stared at them, obviously vowing to bring this matter to a conclusion.
Cold sweat broke out on Gao Dazhuang's forehead, and the rest of the people also looked nervous. Although they knew that there should be no sloppy, their subordinates made frequent mistakes. They finally wove a piece of fabric, and then sprinkled the prepared red grass water on it. When Chu Yuan explained, he said that the red grass can make the cloth more flexible and stronger. The actual reason is that red grass water can quickly hatch iron nematode eggs, making them invulnerable.
After waiting for a stick of incense, Gao Dazhuang took out the dagger again, looked at each other with his companion, and then stabbed his heart horizontally.
This time, not only the dagger, but also the fist went through the cloth, not much better than the rags.
"Presumptuous!" Wen Liunian threw a teacup angrily, "I have been sitting here for so long, is it just to wait to see this?!"
"This..." Gao Dazhuang's palms were sweating coldly, thinking that as long as he sent the black mist burning and weaving formula to the palace, he would be considered as completing the task, but he didn't expect that such a mistake would happen halfway.
"What else can you say?" Wen Liunian pressed him step by step.
"For a while, we don't know what happened." Gao Dazhuang said, "Please give us some more time, my lords."
"Let me give you more time, then who can ask the emperor to give me more time?!" Wen Liunian asked back.
Gao Dazhuang didn't know how to answer.
"Forget it, you don't look like you can figure out a way." Wen Liunian said impatiently, "Come here!"
"Yes!" The Imperial Forest Army replied in unison.
"Put these crooks into the prison, and then ransack their homes!" Wen Liunian ordered loudly.
"Yes!" The Imperial Forest Army was about to arrest people, Gao Dazhuang said anxiously, "Even if your lord arrests us, it will not help."
"What doesn't help?" Wen Liunian said solemnly, "Since you dare to deceive the king and commit a crime, then I will enforce the law impartially, and naturally I will arrest you and put you in prison!"
"My lord." Gao Dazhuang only thought that he was in a hurry to get rid of his responsibilities, so he promised, "We can definitely come up with a remedy."
"How long will it take?" After hearing this, Wen Liunian signaled for the Imperial Forest Army to let go temporarily.
"Ten days." Gao Dazhuang weighed it.
"Impossible." Wen Liunian shook his head.
"How long can your lord give us?" Gao Dazhuang asked.
Wen Liunian said, "One day."
Gao Dazhuang choked for a moment, not to mention figuring out the clues from the mess in a day, even if he ran away, it might not be enough, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "This matter is no small matter, even if it is only for the safety of the generals of the Great Chu For the sake of thinking, please allow me a few more days."
"Then it will be five days!" Wen Liunian said, "If there is no result after five days, it will be considered as a great reason, and I will definitely punish you severely!"
"Yes!" Gao Dazhuang repeatedly agreed.
Wen Liunian snorted coldly, and walked out of the brocade department with a flick of his sleeves.
Gao Dazhuang and the others rubbed their strangled arms and wanted to go out, but they were blocked by Xiang Lie.
"Commander Xiang." Gao Dazhuang said cautiously, "Master Wen has promised to let us go."
"I promised to let you go, but I didn't promise to let you go by yourself." Xiang Lie said, "Come here!"
Five imperial guards came out in response.
"Send them back!" Xiang Lie said with a gloomy face, "Be sure not to leave every step for protection."
"Yes." Although these five people looked the same as the others, they were all masters dispatched from Sun Moon Villa.
Gao Dazhuang wanted to say something, but he was shocked by Xiang Lie's face. In fact, in this situation, it seemed impossible for the court to release him easily, so he had to agree.
"How's it going?" Chu Yuan asked in the imperial study room.
Wen Liunian briefly explained the matter.
"That's right." Chu Yuan nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, Aiqing."
"This is the duty of a humble official." Wen Liunian said, "Get rid of this group of people earlier, so that you can prepare for the congratulations of the nations with peace of mind."
"In the next period of time, the defense will be strengthened in the royal city." Chu Yuan said, "Ai Qing should also be more careful, and try not to go out alone in the middle of the night."
Wen Liunian: "..."
"I'm not spying on you, but now that I know, I still want to remind you." Chu Yuan patted him on the shoulder, "Aiqing is my pillar of talent, and I don't want you to make any mistakes."
"Yes." Wen Liunian lowered his head.
"It's getting late, let's go back." Chu Yuan said, "Recently, Aiqing's parents are here, so I won't keep you for dinner."
Wen Liunian Xie En withdrew, and after leaving the imperial study, he couldn't help but sighed in his heart - looking at his posture, he was afraid that even if he went out to steal a bowl of hot and sour noodles in the future, he would be reported to the emperor's ears.
Inside Wen's residence, Mrs. Wen was busy in the kitchen - although there was a cook at home, but after finally coming to Wangcheng, she naturally wanted to cook a few more meals for her son. The dark guard started with enthusiasm, and said that his wife is really virtuous, and this snow-white dish is delicious, making us all forget the peppers in Sichuan.
"That's right." Mrs. Wen added lard to the rice spoon by spoon, "Xiao Liuzi has loved oily rice since she was a child, and with the addition of diced pork and green onion clear soup, she can eat a huge bowl of rice in one meal."
The dark guard felt cheated when he heard the words, so why did my mother say that eating more lard would make me stupid when we were young? I ate a lot of green vegetables for nothing, and it’s a disadvantage when I think about it. If we can eat lard rice earlier, maybe we will become the champion now!
"By the way, that... Mr. Zhao, what do you like to eat?" Mrs. Wen asked.
The hidden guards were all shocked, could it be that the mother-in-law wants to cook by herself
"Since Miao Jiang grew up, he should eat hot and sour food." Mrs. Wen said to herself.
The dark guard immediately shook his head violently, expressing that Master Zhao will eat anything, and he will eat whatever your lord eats!
"Don't make me happy anymore." Mrs. Wen said, "He treats Xiao Liuzi well, I know."
Good to know! The dark guard immediately beamed and said, "Then when will we get married?"
Madam Wen sighed, took the vinegar bottle and planned to cook a dish of hot and sour fish.
"Madam, please help Sir persuade Master Wen." The secret guard strikes while the iron is hot, "Master Zhao and Your Excellency are a perfect match, everyone in the royal city is envious, even the tea houses on the street are talking about it."
"Really?" Mrs. Wen was taken aback.
"Yes, yes." Anwei said, "Eight out of ten storytellers can tell, and the common people are willing to reward them."
"What's there to say?" Mrs. Wen was puzzled, and wiped off the water from her hands. "After dinner, I will go out with the master to listen."
After the last two hidden guards finished listening, they disappeared without a trace and went straight to the largest teahouse in the city.
"All of a sudden, I saw a black cloud floating from the sky, and upon closer inspection, it was Zhao Yue, the master of Chaomuya." The storyteller slapped the wood, "At this moment, Mr. Wen is not chaotic, standing alone on the mountain. Dian, took out the demon-subduing pagoda that Mr. Shen gave as a gift when we were in Yunlan City!"
"Okay!" The people applauded and cheered one after another—compared with the smooth sailing and love of Qin Palace Master Shen Gongzi, the story of Master Zhao and Master Wen is obviously more tortuous. Since the story of suppressing bandits in Cangmang Mountain had already been transmitted back to Wangcheng via the caravan, the bookseller also emphasized this point when they hired someone to write the story.
After taking out the Demon Subduing Pagoda, a fierce fight followed. Because the demon leader Zhao Yue was too powerful, even with the help of Mr. Shen's magic weapon, Mr. Wen still fell to the ground dying, coughing up a pool of blood, forming glaring marks on the vast white snow.
People have tears in their eyes, this kind of story is simply unbearable.
Zhao Yue saw that Wen Liunian had been defeated, so he raised the long knife in his hand and was about to stab it, but Master Wen slowly raised his head.
Then the storyteller spent a whole cup of tea to describe Mr. Wen's sad and moving expression, how sad and dazed his eyes were, and how touching he was, regardless of the collapse of the character's image.
The people really cooperated very much, and some even started to sob.
The storyteller was very satisfied, and sent the little apprentice down to collect a circle of money. Then he drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and planned to continue the story.
Then I saw a black shadow flying towards me, before I realized what was going on, I was put on the second floor.
The people looked at each other in blank dismay, what's wrong
"It's okay, it's okay." Another dark guard stood on the stage with a smile like a flower, sharing melon seeds and snacks for everyone.
"It scared me to death." The storyteller breathed a sigh of relief after seeing who was in front of him, "I still think it's a bad guy."
"I'll tell you the story of Da Dangjia and Mr. Wen later." The dark guard ordered.
"Just because of this?" The storyteller was puzzled, "Even if the young hero doesn't say it, I still want to tell it, maybe eight or ten times recently."
"It's not about you, it's about us." The dark guard took out a booklet, "Memorize it quickly."
"There's a new story?" The storyteller's eyes lit up immediately, and he read it quickly after opening it, but he couldn't help but feel disappointed, "This time it doesn't seem to be interesting, it's just ordinary washing dishes, cooking and living, which scholar wrote it?" of?"
"You don't have to worry about it. In short, two guests will come later, so you just have to explain it at that time." The dark guard put a silver coin on the table, "If the explanation is good, these are all yours."
"Okay, okay, no problem!" The storyteller's eyes lit up, and he quickly agreed.
So when Mrs. Wen finished her lunch and came to the tea shed with her master, she heard that the scholar just slapped the wood and said loudly, "Then I saw Mr. Zhao helped Mr. Wen to the table to rest, and had a drink again. Good jujube tea, I turned around and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes!"
"Good!" Tuo, hired by the hidden guard, cheered loudly in the crowd.
The rest of the people didn't know it, and they applauded together, and thought that this kind of story is also very good-after all, the Qin Palace Master and Shen Gongzi have been entangled in love and hatred between heaven and earth. Of course there have to be some differences.
Cangman City is very poor, even if you have money, you can't buy pork. So Master Zhao counted nine cold days, and went to the mountains to hunt for Mr. Wen against the snow all over the sky. Every time he brought back a wild boar, he knew it was very powerful, tall and mighty, making people very safe. Feeling, it is worth entrusting for life.
There is an aunt below who secretly pinches her own man, listen to me, Zhao Dazhao is the only one who loves his daughter-in-law like this, so I will learn more in the future.
Wen Rumo sat down with Mrs. Wen, not knowing what mood he should be in, until the storyteller sent Master Zhao and Mrs. Wen into the bridal chamber, he still didn't recover.
The people around are still sighing, it really is a match made in heaven, and I don't know if the emperor will grant a marriage, then it will be lively.
Wen Rumo's brain ached, and he returned to Wen's residence as if he had stepped on cotton.
"Hey, where have you been, father and mother?" Wen Liunian was in the study, and came out after hearing this.
"Go shopping outside." Mrs. Wen helped him straighten his clothes.
"Why don't you call me?" Wen Liunian said.
"The emperor announced you into the palace every now and then, and there are many things to do." Mrs. Wen patted his hand, "You are busy with your business, so don't worry about me and your father."
"How can I do that?" Wen Liunian glanced back, "Father, are you okay?" Why did his face turn pale.
"It's okay, it's just that it's too hot outside, so I feel a little dizzy." Mrs. Wen said, "It will be fine after lying down for a while."
"Don't be suffering from heat stroke." Wen Liunian hurriedly helped him into the bedroom, and then sent the servants of the mansion to find the doctor.
Wen Rumo sighed inwardly, closed his eyes and didn't want to speak.
"Go and do your work." Mrs. Wen patted Wen Liunian, "I'll take care of your father."
Wen Liunian nodded, and retreated lightly.
"Don't be angry anymore." Mrs. Wen sat on the side of the bed and continued to persuade, "It's all like this, and now the whole city is talking about it, and the relationship between the two is like glue. If you and I don't want to, we can How about it."
"You said he was fine, so why did you want to find a man?" Wen Rumo sat up, still feeling a little headache.
"Since she was fifteen years old, she has been outside. Xiao Liuzi has always been very assertive in doing things. This time, I'm afraid she has made up her mind." Madam Wen lowered her voice again, "And they all slept in the same room."
Wen Rumo's eyes began to darken again.
"That's pretty much the only way to go." Mrs. Wen said, "As long as I can treat Xiao Liuzi well, I will admit it."
"Alas." Wen Rumo rubbed the center of his brows.
Mrs. Wen patted his back for him: "Besides being a man, there is nothing wrong with Mr. Zhao. Although his parents died early, he has a good character and has a good family background. He can protect Xiao Liuzi with some martial arts."
Wen Rumo also admits that if he is not prejudiced, Zhao Yue is indeed not bad, and he is naturally a good candidate to be a son-in-law, but he is a son in his family, this...
"Okay, go and send it to Dad." In the kitchen, Wen Liunian cooked the concoction himself, and then handed it to Zhao Yue, "Do you want me to go there together?"
"I'll go." Zhao Yue smiled.
"En." Wen Liunian nodded, watching him out of the courtyard.
Naturally, Wen Rumo would not have thought that he would deliver the medicine, and was startled when he looked up to see clearly.
"Uncle." Zhao Yue handed over the medicine bowl with both hands.
"Thank you very much." Seeing that her master didn't pick it up for a long time, Mrs. Wen hurriedly took the bowl into her hand, filled another spoonful and fed it.
Wen Rumo kept his mouth shut.
"Look at your temper, drink quickly!" Mrs. Wen urged.
Wen Rumo could only open his mouth.
Zhao Yue stayed by the bed until he finished drinking the medicine, then took the medicine bowl: "Uncle, rest well, and you can call me anytime you need something."
"Okay." Mrs. Wen nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."
"This is my job." Zhao Yue smiled, "You are welcome, Auntie."
Seeing him leave the bedroom, Mrs. Wen wiped her master's mouth with a towel, "He looks like an honest boy, even if he knows kung fu, he won't bully Xiao Liuzi."
"Tell me, you've only known each other for how long, why do you always turn to him for everything?" Wen Rumo was outraged.
"So what if you don't turn to him, Xiao Liuzi recognizes it all." Mrs. Wen said, "Even if the two of them are separated, there is no guarantee that next time we will find someone who is not as good as this time, then what will you and I do?" Sample?"
Wen Rumo speechless.
Mrs. Wen covered him with a thin quilt: "Don't think about it yet. After waking up, I will calm down my temper. Now that I'm stiff, it will be my son who will suffer in the future."
Wen Rumo continued to sigh.
During dinner, Mrs. Wen went to the kitchen again, cooked a dish of fish that had been marinated at noon, and made some Jiangnan dishes that Wen Liunian liked, and served them on the table together.
"Mother, why do you cook by yourself?" Wen Liunian said, "I still think you are resting in the bedroom."
"I can't sleep all the time." Mrs. Wen said, "It's rare that in Wangcheng, I don't feel tired cooking for you."
The rest of the people went back to their own homes to eat, and Lu Zhui was also looking after them in the restaurant, so there were only Zhao Yuewen, Liu Nian and Mrs. Wen at the dinner table, and Wen Rumo was still sleeping in the bedroom.
Picking up the chopsticks and eating the fish, Wen Liunian wrinkled his nose, "Why is it so sour?"
"Eat something else, this is not your taste." Mrs. Wen picked up a piece of braised pork for him.
"Then..." Wen Liunian blinked.
"Eat more." Mrs. Wen moved the fish in front of Zhao Yue, "I haven't done it before, Mr. Zhao must not dislike it."
"Of course not." Zhao Yue was surprised and hurriedly said, "Thank you, madam."
"Mother..." Wen Liunian's nose was also a little sour.
"Okay, okay, eat quickly." Mrs. Wen patted him, "It's been a busy day, take a rest after eating."
Wen Liunian nodded, lowered his head and ate the rice.
Zhao Yue also had mixed feelings in his heart. Although his father and master treated him very well, it was the first time he knew what it was like to have a mother who loved him.
For a while, the dining room was quiet. Mrs. Wen filled the chicken soup for the two of them, and then picked up the chopsticks by herself.
"Ahem!" Wen Rumo's cough sounded from outside the house, and then he opened the door curtain and walked in.
"Why did you get out of bed?" Mrs. Wen hurried forward to support him, "I was thinking of cooking some noodles for you after I woke up."
"Enough sleep." Wen Rumo sat on the chair and ate calmly.
Mrs. Wen winked for the two of them, and followed her to pick up the chopsticks.
Wen Liunian took another sip of the soup, finally there was a secret smile in his eyes. He is naturally aware of his father's temper. Judging by this posture, the happy days of the family will not be far away in the future...
After eating, Wen Rumo was helped back to the bedroom by Mrs. Wen—in fact, he wanted to chat with Zhao Yue, but he didn't want to talk about anything, so he could only give up temporarily.
"Look, I said that Daddy won't be stubborn for a long time." Wen Liunian said, "He loves me more than Mother."
"I'll love you too." Zhao Yue bowed his head and kissed his forehead.
Wen Liunian smiled: "Yes."
"Are you still busy at night? If it's okay, I'll take you out for a walk." Zhao Yue said, "Go to bed earlier when you come back."
"I still need to read the dossiers sent from some places." Wen Liunian said, "Tomorrow they will be reported to the emperor."
"Then I'll accompany you to the study." Zhao Yue said.
"Okay." Wen Liunian smiled, and walked out together hand in hand with him, even the servants who were sweeping the floor couldn't help but stop and take a second look.
It's true that love is tight.
The candles flickered in the study, Zhao Yue sat on the side practicing kung fu, Wen Liunian propped his cheeks to read the file, the time passed quickly, and before he knew it, there was silence everywhere.
"Okay." Zhao Yue covered his eyes from behind, "I'll be dazzled if I look at it any longer, so go to bed earlier."
Wen Liunian stretched his waist: "Back it on your back."
"No." Zhao Yue pulled him to stand up, "Sitting for more than an hour, I have to walk by myself."
Wen Liunian said, "My back is sore."
"I can't carry it even if my back is sore." Zhao Yue took his hand and walked out, "Be obedient, just take two steps."
Wen Liunian's eyes were very sad, until he returned to the room and was stripped naked and carried into the bathtub, he was still bargaining: "Then I have to recite it tomorrow."
Zhao Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and reached out to pinch his face.
After taking a bath, Mrs. Wen was fragrant and warm, and it was probably because she was often fed by the emperor recently, and her family opened a restaurant again, so it became softer, and it was very easy to touch.
Zhao Yue helped him put on his pants.
Wen Liunian: "..."
Zhao Yue helped him put on his underwear again.
Wen Liunian simply sat up and looked at him suspiciously.
Zhao Yue stopped what he was doing.
Wen Liunian looked down all the way.
Zhao Yue: "..."
"Are... are you okay?" Wen Liunian asked cautiously.
"Of course it's okay." Zhao Yue helped him fasten his clothes.
why! Wen Liunian simply lay on top of him.
Zhao Yue patted him on the back: "I—"
"A little tired again?" Wen Liunian grabbed his face, "Be honest, what happened?"
Zhao Yue: "..."
Wen Liunian looked at him.
Zhao Yue sighed: "I didn't intend to hide it from you, but I just wanted to check it myself first."
"What are you looking for?" Wen Liunian sat opposite him.
Zhao Yue told him what happened last night.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Wen Liunian gasped, "It's so easy to learn Kung Fu from others, what if the other party has bad intentions?"
"If he had bad intentions, he could have killed me last night." Zhao Yue said, "Since he spared my life and said he would teach me Kung Fu, I naturally want to see what his ultimate goal is."
"What if he teaches you to do unhealthy kung fu? The kind of madness, or the kind of retrograde qi and blood that becomes weaker as you practice." Wen Liunian was still worried.
"Although I'm not as world-class in martial arts as Palace Master Qin, I'm not a three-legged cat." Zhao Yue said, "The world's martial arts come from the same family. Even if the moves are different, the most basic rules are the same. They all pay attention to step-by-step and follow the trend. Because, the reason for the occurrence of qi and blood going against the sky, mostly because the martial arts practitioners are eager to seek success and go against the sky, so they will harm themselves."
"So?" Wen Liunian asked.
"That's why if he wants to teach me bad kung fu, it's impossible for me not to notice it." Zhao Yue said, "There must be a reason for everything. For no reason, a person wants to take me as a disciple. I want to know the reason."
"But..." Wen Liunian frowned.
"Trust me." Zhao Yue held his hands and kissed him, "OK?"
"Then you must be careful yourself." Wen Liunian said, "Also, you must write down everything he taught you, and then seek advice from Palace Master Qin and League Master Shen the next day, so as not to make mistakes. A trick."
"Okay." Zhao Yue agreed.
Wen Liunian lay back on the bed, turned his head after a while, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Also, go and ask him how long he will be abstinent!" Ten days and eight days are fine, if it takes three to five years, As soon as you hear it, you know it's not good kung fu, so it's better not to practice it!
Zhao Yue turned over to hold him down, bowed his head and kissed him.
Wen Liunian was stunned for a moment: "Don't you want to abstain from sex?"
"It's not you who want abstinence." Zhao Yue whispered in his ear, and then kissed all the way down, his lips were hot.
Wen Liunian blushed a little.
As midnight approached, Zhao Yue put on his clothes and went out with the Jiyue knife.
Wen Liunian was lying on the quilt deep in thought—for no reason, why did he teach Kung Fu...
So Wen Qu Xing is Wen Qu Xing, even if he was still lingering just now, he can think about things with a serious face immediately after finishing the work, no ordinary person can compare.
In the house at the other end, just as Yun Duanhun was about to go out, he bumped into Wuying and jumped in from the wall—even though there was a gate, it was obviously faster to climb over the wall.
"Where did you go again? Wufeng was still looking for you just now." Yun Duanhun shook his head, "Hurry up and go back to rest."
"Sir, I have something to tell you." Wuying ran out of breath.
"No money to buy candy again?" Yun Duanhun knocked him on the head.
"No." Wuying said, "I was eating at the night market just now, and I met that Mr. Wen, he seems to know kung fu."
"Kung fu?" Yun Duanhun was surprised.
"Yeah, and there are quite a few girls around me, and they all seem to like him." Wuying curled his lips, "And they are not girls from good families." But then again, the only ones who are still outside at this time are brothels. Courtyard girl.
"This..." Yun Duanhun was dumbfounded.
"I originally wanted to ask, but I was afraid that if I said too much, I would startle the snake, so I came back and told Mr. Wuying." Wuying said.
Yun Duanhun rubbed his forehead.
"Why don't we go meet him tomorrow morning?" Wuying said, "Just find an excuse, at least see what's going on first, if it's really flirtatious, then it's better to take the young master back to the island earlier!"
"Okay." After thinking for a while, Yun Duanhun nodded, "Tomorrow morning, let's go meet Mr. Wen together!"
The hour has arrived, but the agreed place is still empty, Zhao Yue frowned slightly, just wondering if what happened last night was just a feint, and saw Yun Duanhun had fallen in front of his eyes.
"Master." Zhao Yue cupped his fists.
"There are some things at home, so I came late." Yun Duanhun said.
"It doesn't matter." Zhao Yue said: "The disciple has just arrived not long ago."
Yun Duanhun looked at his eyes under the moonlight, they were clean and clear, and he had the heroic spirit of a young man. No matter how he looked at him, he really didn't look like a smeared and sensual person.
"Master?" Seeing him staring at him all the time, Zhao Yue had no choice but to call out.
Yun Duanhun instantly regained consciousness.
"Am I really like that old friend of Master?" Zhao Yue asked.
Yun Duanhun was taken aback for a moment, and just now he wanted to understand what he was talking about, so he nodded: "It's very similar."
Zhao Yue smiled: "Then he must have a very important position in Master's heart." "It is very important." Yun Duanhun sighed deeply in his heart, and then withdrew his thoughts, "Okay, as a teacher, I will teach you the heart first tonight." Dharma formulas to expel the turbid Qi from the body."
Zhao Yue nodded, and sat cross-legged with him on the boulder by the river, and began to practice kung fu with concentration.
The mental formula that Yun Duanhun taught him is extremely simple, but extremely useful. Half an hour later, Zhao Yue opened his eyes and felt that although he hadn't slept well all day and night, his energy was better than usual, and he even breathed much more freely.
"You are indeed material for martial arts." Yun Duanhun nodded in satisfaction, the three acupoints have been sealed, and he can still achieve today's achievements. He has high comprehension and is willing to work hard. Maybe he will become a great weapon in the future.