"The little comb I bought was given to her, and she liked it very much. Sister Feicui didn't beat her up, and they are still as good as before. Also, Mu Yun is already with Sister Lan."
On the way back to the Xianren Hall, Hu Hua talked with joy and Zhu Mingyu listened carefully.
After hearing what she said, Zhu Mingyu asked, "In other words, Mu Yun is cured of his illness?"
"Yeah, that's what he said himself."
Zhu Mingyu frowned and asked, "Who does he look like more now?"
"I feel like Mu Yunduo, I don't deserve a beating anymore."
Zhu Mingyu rubbed his chin: "This is not going to be easy."
"Why is it so difficult?"
"I thought about a lot of things to say to him, but he got better now and I felt embarrassed to ridicule him."
Zhu Mingyu still couldn't understand: Even if they go to Luzhou, there are still two months left, and it is impossible for the two of them to leave for two months. Thinking of this, he smiled proudly. It seemed like Jade was probably staying at Bai's house these days, so no one came to disturb him and Amber.
Back at the Xianren Hall, Lamei, who had received the news a long time ago, was already waiting at the gate to greet her. When he saw his young lady coming back, he diligently helped her carry her luggage, and the young lady kept saying hello to her.
Several servants in the Xianren Hall did not react for a while. They had been working in the Xianren Hall for almost a year and had not seen the owner of the family a few times. This money is really easy to make. You can just do odd jobs every day, and you don't have to wait on the young ladies.
Hu Bo took his luggage and returned to the room. Zhu Mingyu told Lamei: "Miss Hu Bo has just come back and she hasn't eaten yet. Please ask someone to make something to eat. The portion should be larger."
"Master Zhu, I understand."
Zhu Mingyu smiled and said: "Wangmei, shouldn't it be time to change the way you call me?"
"Change?" Lamei didn't respond, "Change what?"
"What is my relationship with your Miss Hubo? Isn't it too alienating to always call me Mr. Zhu?"
Lamei understood immediately and said with a smile: "Uncle, I am indeed pregnant."
Zhu Mingyu was so happy that she couldn't help but pat Lamei on the shoulder and said, "I like it if you have an eye for value. I will reward you."
"Thank you, Auntie! However," Lamei said with some doubts, "As for Third Young Master Bai, do I have to change it too?"
Zhu Mingyu said solemnly: "No, I'm giving him an advantage. Let him take care of it himself... By the way, there's also Mu Yun. If he comes back, even if he gets married to your Miss Li, you can't call him uncle."
"I understand, little one."
After saying that, Zhu Mingyu ignored Wintersweet and went to find Amber.
…
In the past two decades, Shaolin has rarely been involved in the ups and downs of the world, leading many people to mistakenly believe that the Shaolin Temple is truly sheltered from the storm.
Even Bai Shuyu, Li Fenglan, and Chen Zijue would subconsciously exclude Shaolin when considering things, but the key issue is: Shaolin is indeed a part of Jianghu, and it is still a very important part.
Just when the two sides were gearing up and ready to give it a try, a piece of news suddenly came out in the world, a piece of news that was unfavorable to both parties.
Master Zhiyuan, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, released news that the martial arts conference would be restarted.
In the past, various sects occasionally held martial arts conferences, but conferences of this nature were simply a show of force and financial resources by the sects, which was far from a true martial arts conference.
As early as more than thirty years ago, the martial arts world held a martial arts conference every few years. In addition to watching young talents from various sects compete, it also had a very important role: to select the leader. To put it simply, it means choosing a martial arts leader.
This leader does not have many substantive rights, but he plays the role of peacemaker. For example, if two sects are in conflict and have to fight, then the leader of the martial arts alliance needs to mediate.
Nowadays, there is usually a peacemaker between the gangs in the city, but there has been no such role in the martial arts world for more than thirty years.
Therefore, Master Zhiyuan's proposal is reasonable. After all, Li Fenglan and the others caused quite a stir after leaving the valley. Several sects were involved and many people died. It was time for someone to step in and stop the situation from getting bigger.
This is a good thing for other sects. Although everyone is not of the same mind, at least they have the opportunity to sit down and talk, and they can communicate with each other. When Changfeng Tower or Ye Yu Xiaozhu come to visit, they can at least help each other. .
But this is undoubtedly bad news for Li Fenglan, Bai Shuyu, and Chen Zijue.
Back when the Wulin still had the position of Wulin Leader, the three families did not go too far and had restrictions. The Jianghu people have been suffering from the three families for a long time. No matter how good the acting between Bai Shuyu and Chen Zijue is, the Jianghu people do not want the Bai family to go back to the intelligence business.
Not to mention Ye Yu Xiaozhu, no matter who becomes the leader of the alliance, they will label Ye Yu Xiaozhu as a heretic, and then they will be real rats crossing the street.
Li Fenglan became even more angry after seeing the news. Seeing that the decisive battle was coming in two months, the Shaolin Temple took measures like this. If they attend the martial arts conference, it will inevitably delay time, and Ye Yu Xiaozhu may take the opportunity to do something bad. If you don't participate... then when the new leader takes over, he will definitely have opinions about Changfeng Tower.
The three people in different places began to feel anxious.
…
"Oops..." Li Fenglan looked at the letter in his hand and muttered to himself with a frown.
Han Lu, who was chopping firewood at the side, stopped the ax in his hand, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Li Fenglan walked up to him and read the contents of the letter: "I don't know what the Shaolin Temple is thinking, but they want to hold a martial arts conference at this time... We haven't visited the Shaolin Temple during this time. I guess they haven't considered our situation. side."
Han Lu lowered her head and thought for a while: "Feng Lan, I think... from the perspective of ordinary people in the world, what Shaolin Temple did is right."
"Well?" Li Fenglan was a little confused, "Why do you say that?"
Han Lu threw the ax aside: "Ye Yu Xiaozhu, Bai Family, Changfeng Tower, you three forces are not good men and women to the Jianghu people. You Li Fenglan killed more than forty people outside Yangzhou City in a fit of anger, Ye Yu Xiao Zhu kills people at every turn, and the Bai family’s intelligence business makes all the sects miserable. Now that your three parties are extremely powerful, the Shaolin Temple, as the leader of the famous sect, must do something. You are related to Master Zhicheng Yes, but the Shaolin Temple is not the Shaolin Temple of Master Zhicheng. He is indeed highly virtuous and respected, but he is not higher than the abbot."
His words made Li Fenglan understand instantly, but understanding doesn't mean he has a countermeasure. When she was in Xiangyang, she secretly sent a message to everyone in Changfeng Tower to quietly gather in Luzhou. If time is wasted for this martial arts competition, those uncles and uncles will really have objections.
Seeing that Li Fenglan was silent, Han Lu asked, "Did you say when this martial arts conference will be held?"
"No."
"I guess it won't be before the year or after the year."
Li Fenglan suddenly realized: "That's right! There must have been no time before the year, so it doesn't affect our actions! And..."
Li Fenglan smiled slightly and continued: "It's just the leader of the martial arts alliance. If it doesn't work, we can hold it in our hands."
Han Lu asked: "How to hold it?"
Li Fenglan stretched out, moved his muscles, and said with a smile: "We have been living here for more than ten days. It's time for us to move."
"Where to go?"
"Thorn Gate."
…
It has been more than a month since Linghan arrived at Thorn Gate. Xu Qingchen didn't want her to come to Thorn Gate before, fearing that she would be in danger. After the two got married, Xu Qingchen returned to Thorn Gate. Linghan felt comfortable living with Zhang Yuan and his wife. But the problem is...for several months, there was no movement in Linghan's stomach. The couple was a little anxious, so they asked Linghan to come to Thorn Gate.
Linghan didn't give any advance notice before she came, and she was already prepared to be scolded by Xu Qingchen, but Xu Qingchen didn't mean to be angry at all after seeing her, and was instead very happy.
Thinking about it, he left home just after getting married, and his beloved wife was so far away from him. It would be strange if he didn't want to.
Besides, Linghan is not a flower vase. She is better at handling many things than Xu Qingchen. During this time, several people under Xu Qingchen secretly called Linghan "Vice Hall Master".
"Chunyang!" Linghan shouted while standing at the door of the lobby with a few letters in his hand.
Not long after, a young man who looked and dressed neatly ran over.
"Madam, what are your orders?"
Linghan handed the letter to him: "Send the letter to the door owner, and also tell the door owner that the firewood money for next month has been allocated."
"My subordinate understands."
After Xiao Chunyang finished speaking, he took the letter and ran out.
Linghan turned around and went back to the room. Looking at the pile of manuscripts on the table that needed Xu Qingchen's approval, she couldn't help but feel a little headache.
If she had known she wouldn't come, she would have had a child two years later. She didn't know why, but her eldest brother and sister-in-law were more anxious than she was.
Just as he was thinking about it, Xu Qingchen walked in from outside the door. After entering, he ran to the bookshelf and rummaged for something.
Linghan was a little dissatisfied. During the time they returned to Thorn Gate, the couple was busy late every day and had no time or energy to have sex. Xu Qingchen didn't care, as if he was enjoying it. What makes Ayana even more unhappy is that most of the time, he is not busy with the affairs of the office, but is looking through the records of various secrets in the door.
She also knew the reason. Yang Fan, the proud man of heaven, had been getting sick more and more frequently recently, and even Agarwood advised him to go home and rest. I don’t know what Yang Fan thinks. In the early days when the old sect leader was still there, he often resigned, but now he doesn’t even mention it and is often busy with his illness. Xu Qingchen was helping Yang Fan find a set of exercises that could cure his illness, and he spent so much time searching for them that he forgot to eat and sleep.
Linghan picked up a writing brush and threw it at Xu Qingchen, hitting him on the head.
Xu Qingchen turned back to Linghan and asked, "What's the matter?"
Ayana said angrily: "It's okay."
Xu Qingchen said "Oh" and continued to rummage on the bookshelf.
Linghan was really angry and closed the door. There was a lot of noise, which disturbed Xu Qingchen. But he just looked back and continued looking.
Linghan's anger was about to explode, but she still held it back: "Brother Qingchen, are you busy now?"
Xu Qingchen said without looking back: "Busy, what's wrong? Is there anything you want to tell me?"
"No," Linghan folded her arms and said slyly, "I just want to tell you that when you see Sister Yang Fan later, tell her to take care of herself."
Xu Qingchen was puzzled, stopped what he was doing, and looked back at Linghan: "Sister Yang Fan?"
Linghan rolled her eyes: "What? Did I say something wrong? Isn't Yang Fan your main wife? I'm just a side wife."
Xu Qingchen heard what Linghan meant and smiled: "Where are you talking?"
"What are you talking about? You have been running to Yang Fan every day for more than a month, and you have spent more time in his room than with me. You don't care much about the affairs in the hall, and you rely entirely on me? Before I came, you Do you sleep at Yang Fan's place every day?"
"No, how is that possible? I slept at his place twice, both times because I drank too much."
Ling was holding back her breath. It was true to say that she loved Xu Qingchen's dullness and frankness, but sometimes his dullness and frankness were really annoying. Just when he was about to get angry, the door of the house was pushed open, and Xiong San entered the house with a happy face.
"Brother Qingchen!" Xiong San's unique loud voice made Linghan's ears hurt.
Seeing the cheerful Xiong San, Linghan rolled her eyes again: "What? Third sister, are you here to rob someone too? Are you drinking again?"
Xiong San frowned and said: "Where are you? If I come to see him, I have to drink? Can't there be anything else? And, third sister? When did I become a woman?"
Xu Qingchen smiled and stopped the two people from bickering. Ling Han and Xiong San are naturally at odds with each other when it comes to their mouths. When the two of them meet, they will make sarcastic remarks to each other.
Xu Qingchen asked: "Third brother, what's going on?"
"Hey! Let me tell you!" Xiong San immediately became interested and completely forgot about his unhappiness just now, "Miss Li from Xianren Hall is really handsome!"
Xu Qingchen was a little confused: "Have you seen it?"
"That's right! The person has already arrived and is chatting with our sect leader!"
While the two were talking, Ayana had already ran out. She now has too much bitterness to share with her good sisters.
