The letter Xia Yan received did not contain this point because Lin Chongyang's wedding date had not yet been set.
The two began to walk in: "Tomorrow, although senior brother will be the last to come back, it is not too late."
Lin Chongyang had time to wait for others because he was kicked out by everyone. Haozheng Supreme Palace did not need him, Feijun did not allow him to help, and he did not need to do some chores. Mu Lingfeng takes Lin Ruomei and Yuxiao with Ji Wuxia.
The same goes for everyone else, who is assigned more or less work.
When Xia Yan heard this, he hesitated to speak at first, then glanced in the five directions of Haozheng: "Junior sister should have returned by now."
"Senior brother, don't worry, that matter has been settled." The corners of Lin Chongyang's mouth raised slightly.
After the senior sister came back, the first thing she did was to go to the Supreme Hall of Haozheng and give Uncle Mu a good beating. If his perception at the time was not wrong, it seemed that Uncle Jing was still fanning the wind and lighting a fire nearby. Is that true? The fun is never too big.
Master and Uncle Master...
Just pretend you didn't see it.
The final result was that Uncle Mu was suppressed by his senior sister because he messed up the rules.
"That's good."
Xia Yan breathed a sigh of relief. This was a rare piece of good news. The unspeakable trouble had been settled, and he was too lazy to pursue the matter of the black-hearted junior brother exploiting him.
After all, comparing these two things, Master Mu’s side is more troublesome and outrageous.
If you think about it with your brain, it's impossible for him and his junior sister, right?
Putting aside the fact that their personalities were not compatible with each other, just saying that he had watched his junior sister grow up, it basically eliminated the possible sparks from the source.
Just like the junior sister and junior brother are completely impossible, what exactly did Master Mu have in mind to draw the fire to him.
He didn't dare to ask, let alone think about it, so he could only rely on his junior brother's help to talk things over with his junior sister on his behalf.
After that, the problem with Master Mu was no longer a problem. After all, one thing brought down another, and Master Mu was really not enough in front of Junior Sister.
Moreover, if this matter is settled, it will not affect everyone's feelings.
"Master and several senior uncles are in Haozheng Supreme Hall. Should senior brother go visit the senior uncles first, or..."
"I haven't been back for a few years, so let's take a look around first."
The two walked side by side, talking about the changes over the years, about the Tower of Metta, about the Defeng Ancient Road, and the younger generations who had grown up.
Compared with their generation, Xia Chenglin's generation was much more prosperous, and there was no need to worry about a shortage of jobs.
Although, some bad habits seem to have been passed down unknowingly.
Just pass it down, what does it have to do with him?
Naturally, you have to trust the younger generation in this aspect.
He is just a retired scholar who is flawless and insignificant.
"I have everything over there at the Tower of Mercy, so you don't need to be distracted, eh?"
Just as the two of them were walking on the stone road, a figure in a white shirt was running hurriedly in the distance, approaching them. From the looks of it, the other person's route seemed to be going down the mountain.
"Yun Qian." Lin Chongyang called out.
Ying Yunqian stopped and saluted: "Master, Grand Master."
Although he has never met Xia Yan, he has seen the portrait, so he would not say that he could not recognize him after meeting him. That would be very rude. The first impression in the eyes of elders is very important.
In response, a certain Jade Confucian raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
It was expected that their lineage would reach the fourth generation, but being called that in person would inevitably make him feel that he was now older.
Don’t you see, even my junior brother has white hair now.
"Is there something urgent?" Lin Chongyang asked.
Ying Yunqian replied very obediently: "Uncle Taishi asked me to go down the mountain to purchase some materials."
"Didn't you purchase a batch before?"
Glancing into the distance, Lin Chongyang guessed the reason: "Blowing up the kitchen?"
"It exploded three times in one hour." The young man said cautiously.
"ha."
With a chuckle, Lin Chongyang spoke. At the same time, several sword energy poured into Ying Yunqian's body, connected with each other, and temporarily taught him a set of footwork: "Go, be careful on the road."
"Thank you, Master, for your compliments. I will say goodbye, junior."
When he exercised his power again, Ying Yunqian's steps became much brisker, and his speed was much better than before.
Xia Yan retracted his gaze and curled his lips: "Linglong Flying is something you can do to hurry up."
"Cheng Lin's successor is called Ying Yunqian, and he is a good material." The two started walking again, and Lin Chongyang avoided answering his senior brother's accusations.
"You can see that normal people wouldn't recognize me."
"Senior brother, you should have some confidence in yourself."
"Oh, do you believe this?"
"I have confidence in senior brother."
…………
On the top of Shiyue Peak, outside the Supreme Hall of Haozheng, Zhi Tianming looked back:
"That guy Xia Yan is back. Everyone should be here, right?"
"It's almost ready." Fang Yuheng hung up the scroll and replied to him.
Zhi Tianming stroked his beard and chuckled: "This is not considered simplicity."
"Judging from Chongyang's status and connections, this is quite simple."
That is to say, the Defeng Ancient Road was decorated with lights and decorations, and those who came back were basically direct relatives of the family. There were no grand arrangements or banquets for guests.
Although, compared to what they were back then, it is indeed not simple.
"This man has to obey his elders." Zhi Tianming said, "Speaking of which, Lao Jing, why don't you go and see Tian Huai?"
"I'm not in a hurry for a day or two. Who is like you? You were beaten up by Lingfeng girl just after you came back."
Almost at the same time as Fang Yuheng spoke, Ting San, who was pulled out together, moved without leaving a trace, staying away from the two brothers to prevent accidental injury.
Speaking of this matter, Zhi Tianming became extremely angry: "You are so embarrassed to say it!"
This person was really careless and stood aside to fan the fire and light the fire.
"What do you know? I mean I keep my word. As the ancients said, a gentleman's words are hard to catch up with." Fang Yuheng himself did not have the same experience as him.
After a brief consideration, in order to prevent blood from splattering on himself, Ting Santie chose to speak:
"By the way, how to write the couplet of Haozheng Supreme Hall."
They came out not to show off, let alone to quarrel, but to finish the couplet of Haozheng Supreme Hall.
At this moment, Xia Ganxuan's voice was heard coming from the palace:
“Those who share the same virtues and have the same heart are friends who know the cold and the warm.”
After being interrupted by the two of them, Zhi Tianming stopped engaging with Fang Yuheng, and instead commented on the couplet given by Xia Kanxuan:
"It's a bit crude, but it's just right for the young couple."
Fang Yuheng added: "The little Xia hanging on the Cuixin Palace has written, and this one here, the little post shows his hand?"
"Thank you for your respect, brother, so I will show my shame."
The words fell, but when I saw the true essence of the three posts in the court, Confucius' words flew out in time from behind. He took the pen, splashed the ink, wrote quickly, and wrote two lines of gilded characters in one go.
"Not bad, Xiao Tie's calligraphy is much better than someone else's."
"Old Jing, if you can't speak, don't speak."
"My two brothers, it's time to go back." Ting Santie, who put the huge pen on his back, sighed softly.
"Let's go back and make tea!"
