Zhu Qingsheng walked behind in embarrassment. He never thought that Hua Nong was the granddaughter of the Yu family's old master Yu Xinyu. Her master was the famous Nanyao Fairy among the Seven Swords of the Goddess. He was an old acquaintance with his master. The two did not expect to meet in the inn, so they invited his master Sima Yuan and the Yu family to sit there.

In a few days, it will be Mr. Yu’s 60th birthday, so Hua Nong will be allowed to go down the mountain to visit her grandfather.

Sima Yuanji, as usual, looked like water, slowly walked into the lobby. When he saw Yu Xin bowing slightly, he smiled and said, "The mountain village man is not polite, so the old man is often surprised."

When Yu Xin heard that he was a friend of the Fairy of Nan Yao, he did not dare to neglect, so he quickly said, "Sir, you are so polite. Please sit down quickly. The small place is not well received, but the teacher is accustomed to it." He took the opportunity to see that although Sima Yuanji was dressed ordinary and had a bit of a down-and-out atmosphere, he was faintly slim and elegant in temperament. He was definitely not an ordinary mountain villager and would never dare to neglect it.

Sima Yuanji frowned slightly. The old man's face was rosy and his eyes were bright. He was approaching his 60th birthday. It was logical that he should be happy, but there was a faint black air on his forehead, wandering between his forehead and eyebrows. It seemed that something was coming, but it was difficult to explain this matter clearly, so he could only point it out secretly.

The two of them sat down and shared their names. Sima Yuan and Sima Yuan and he had experienced vicissitudes and were good at matching each other. They were by no means comparable to ordinary Feng Shui masters in the countryside. After clicking a few Feng Shui situations in this house, they were the best tricks to change wind and water. Yu Xin was sincerely admiring and admiration arose.

The housekeeper Ai Xiu prepared the tea one by one and then quietly left. Zhu Qingsheng knew that there was not much tea, but the tea could still be tasted in one sip. It was the best Yunnan Shupu. He thought that the Yu family was indeed rich in financial resources. He sat on the chair in a boring manner. Due to the owner's face, he had to look around and suddenly found something different under the candlelight.

The clothes of the flower can also be said to be a landscape painting, but now in the candlelight, you can see that the mountains are covered with clouds and mist, and you can't see clearly. It seems that at night, the mountains on the painting will be hidden, secretly amazement, and you can't help but be curious, so you look up and take a closer look.

But she didn't notice that Hua Nong was bored. She sat on the chair with her cheeks and watched the fireflies flying around outside the hall. She caught a glimpse of Zhu Qingsheng, a boy who looked at her straight and stared at her. She was stunned. She had white teeth, bright eyes, slender figure, and was at the age of beauties. She was one of the best among the younger generations of the masters. She was very confident and proud of her appearance. Knowing that Zhu Qingsheng was Sima Yuanji's exclusive disciple, he stared at her in a daze. She couldn't help but feel proud and happy in her heart, and she smiled secretly: "Is this boy's vision good? I know this lady is good-looking, but I may not let him go when I look at her. I scared him."

Pick up a piece of mung bean soft rice cake from the table and threw it high: "Boy, what are you looking at?"

Zhu Qingsheng was startled, but since he had been practicing martial arts for many years, his instinctive reaction had been extremely fast. He saw a ball of black shadow flying towards the corner of his eyes. He thought it was a hidden weapon flying stone. Without thinking, he clamped the index finger and the middle pointer. He felt that the hand was soft, but it was a piece of mung bean soft rice cake. He was slightly stunned.

When Hua Nong shouted, Sima Yuan and Yu Xin also followed him. With Hua Nong's eyes, Zhu Qingsheng was embarrassed and wanted to get into the crack of the ground. He probably would be regarded as a slut. Fortunately, Yu Xin has lived for nearly sixty years and is proficient in the world. Seeing Zhu Qingsheng's eyes clear and embarrassed expression, he is definitely not a lustful person. He is somewhat similar to when he was young, and his expression is the same when he saw his beloved girl.

But it can't be so embarrassing. He has been doing business for more than 40 years and has experienced all kinds of embarrassing events. After thinking about it, he had an idea. Before Huadian could say something, he smiled and said, "My second lady, you can't be willful. How can you give pastries to customers like this? You have to bring them to others no matter what you say."

Hua Nong didn't expect her grandfather to say this, and said strangely: "Grandpa, you don't know, this kid has been staring at me just now..."

Yu Xin reached out and interrupted her: "Have you been staring at the pastry in front of you? Oh, this is because I was not well-received. I forgot to prepare supper for the guests. Aishu, is the supper ready?"

Huan didn't know why her grandfather said that, but she never interrupted her grandfather's words, so she had to pout unhappily, look at the soft mung bean rice cake in Zhu Qingsheng's hand, and said, "Boy, why don't you eat it for you?"

"Suxin, simple, heart of the soul." The mist and rain were hazy, plain clothes were as gentle as snow, and her behavior was gentle and gentle. She was like a fairy walking out of the painting.

The quilt was silky and soft, and it was comfortable to lie on it. I took a hot shower again. My tired and exhausted limbs were relaxed, but I still couldn't fall asleep late at night.

Zhu Qingsheng stared at the curtain on the bed in a daze. His mind was filled with the Suxin girl floating from the rain. She was so beautiful. She felt lost in her heart, mixed with joy and regret, which was a feeling she had never had before in her life.

Zhu Qingsheng took out a white jade ruler and emitted a faint light in the darkness. The cold feeling penetrated into his hand. He murmured: "White jade ruler, white jade ruler, you can always comfort my irritable mood on weekdays, why didn't you move this time?"

With a gentle "creak", the door of the master next door seemed to be opened and closed. Although the movement was very light, it could still be heard in the middle of the night. Zhu Qingsheng suddenly sat up. Did the master get up? Where are he going so late?

The master has a profound cultivation level, a light body and a clean inner body. He will never go to the toilet in the middle of the night. So where will he go in the middle of the night? Zhu Qingsheng couldn't help but be curious and hurriedly put on his clothes and followed him out.

The moon was in the sky, and only a faint sound of insects came from the courtyard. Zhu Qingsheng took advantage of the faint moonlight and saw his master walking around the corridor and heading north. He looked at the direction of the Yu family's back garden. Zhu Qingsheng knew that his master was extremely powerful and did not dare to follow too close. He waited for his master to turn the corner before he could follow him quietly.

After turning the corridor a few times, I suddenly realized that there was a huge garden in front of me, with rockery and lotus flowers blooming. On one side, the lake was dug by hand, which was more than fifty feet. The rockery and lotus flowers were distributed in a scattered manner, with the beauty of the atmosphere and exquisiteness. On the middle of the lake, there was a yellow pavilion of three meters wide. It was covered with a long yellow wood path, winding and twisting for pedestrians to enjoy. There were also rare stones around the lake, like cranes flying and tigers pounced...

A beautiful figure in the pavilion was facing away from Zhu Qingsheng, wearing a cold and beautiful landscape painting skirt. The breeze blew, and the clothes slowly floated up. As for the wind, who wouldn't be the master Nan Yao Fairy, who would be?

Sima Yuanji was walking on the wooden road and walked away slowly, as if the two had already agreed. They met here late at night. Zhu Qingsheng secretly said that there was time during the day. Why did the master come to meet at night? He was still in a quiet and beautiful garden?

Zhu Qingsheng dared not think anymore, but he couldn't help but feel curious. Seeing that his master had walked far, he probably couldn't notice him. He immediately tiptoed behind the strange stones by the lake, and could see the view of the pavilion from the gap.

At this time, the master had already walked into the pavilion, as if he was saying something. Fairy Nanyao turned around, and was cold and beautiful under the moonlight, like a fairy floating down from a toad palace.

Zhu Qingsheng raised his ears high, but he still couldn't hear what they were saying, but the two were far apart, and there was a stone table in between. It shouldn't be that kind of relationship. Zhu Qingsheng only regretted that he had not had a pair of ears, otherwise he wouldn't have stared at him here.

He raised his head and wanted to see clearly, but suddenly someone slapped behind him: "Boy, what are you doing here?"

It was silent late at night. After being hit like this suddenly, Zhu Qingsheng almost jumped up. Seeing that his master and Fairy Nan Yao did not notice him, he smiled bitterly and turned to whisper: "Miss Second, can't I come and see the scenery?"

Hua Nong was standing behind him, looking angry: "I believe you are watching the scenery in the middle of the night. If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you will definitely not be at ease."

When Zhu Qingsheng saw that she was in a mess, he seemed to have come out in a hurry and said strangely: "Miss, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, why are you coming out for?"

"Of course I am, of course..." A hint of embarrassment flashed across Hua Nong's face and said, "Of course I am not the same as you. Let me see if the lotus flowers are blooming?"

"The lotus flowers have bloomed long ago, and all the lotus pods can be picked." Zhu Qingsheng shrugged helplessly.

"I won't talk nonsense to you, what have you found?" Hua Nong hurriedly squatted beside him, stretching his head to look at the pavilion.

The black hair floated in front of Zhu Qingsheng. The tip of his nose itched. He didn't know what spice she used. A faint fragrance of flowers floated over his body, which was a bit like the scent of jasmine. Her figure was beautiful, with bright teeth and bright eyes. She was also a very beautiful person. Zhu Qingsheng felt aroused in his heart. He practiced with his master since childhood and had never been so close to a girl. He could even see his eyelashes clearly, and was confused and speechless.

Seeing him staring at him blankly again, Hua Nong said anxiously: Boy, you stare at me again, what did you find?"

Zhu Qingsheng was pointed out by her and said embarrassedly: "No, I just came."

"Hmph, look at you being stupid, I know you can't find anything," Hua Nong said in a narrow voice: "Do you think there will be such a relationship between our masters? That's that kind of relationship."

Although Zhu Qingsheng had such speculation in his heart, he still did not dare to comment on his master and said, "I don't know either, but you see, they are so far away, and they are not as good as us..."

"What? What's worse than us?" Hua Nongqi said.

Zhu Qingsheng knew that he had lost his words and quickly changed his words: "It's not as good as a story I heard before."

Hua Nong said: "What kind of story is it like with our master?"

"This is not, it's just a bit like it," Zhu Qingsheng sorted out his thoughts and said slowly: "In the Western Han Dynasty, there was a talented man named Sima Xiangru. In fact, his original name was not this. He respected Lin Xiangru, a famous scholar who returned the jade to Zhao during the Warring States Period, changed his name to Sima Xiangru."
Chapter completed!