It was dawn, and in three days it was Yu Xin's 60th birthday. Yu's mansion was arranged early, and lights were decorated everywhere. Ai Xiu was busy. In the past few days, people came to visit and congratulate him. Although Wangfo Town is a small town, Yu Xin was the best for many medicinal collectors. Yu Xin built roads and disaster relief all year round, and had a good reputation in Wangfo Town. In addition, he had business in the seven north and sixty-three provinces, and more and more people came to congratulate him, and he was almost kicked through the threshold.

"Get this pot of Tibetan snow chrysanthemums to Mr. Li. Remember, Mr. Li will not eat sweets, so you can add some dried fruits." "You go and invite Mr. Zhang to sit in the side hall, and you will say that our master is meeting guests. Let's meet Mr. Zhang immediately. Forget it, I'll go by myself." Although there are many guests and people shouting, Ai Xiu still ordered it in order, but there are many people but there are no chaos.

While he was walking, he saw Mr. Sima's disciple Zhu Qingsheng walking out, looking around, cautious all the way, as if he was afraid of someone to discover it, and he was walking in a small door. He couldn't help but feel a little funny. Young people nowadays are always so impetuous in their work.

Zhu Qingsheng walked out in a panic, fearing that he would be discovered by his master and others. Fortunately, there were people coming and going at the door. Master and others liked to be quiet and never came to the front. He left the gate of Yu Mansion, turned two streets, and came to the agreed place, but there was no sound of flowers. He was wondering, was she late again?

"Don't move, move it a little longer, your head will fall." A cold sword suddenly stood on his neck.

A man wearing a gray long gown and a hat slowly turned around and walked to him. A layer of blue-gray silk fell from the hat, and he couldn't see the person inside.

Although the sword was sharp, it had no murderous intention at all. Zhu Qingsheng smiled bitterly and said, "My second lady, what are you doing?"

"Oh, you can see." Hua Nong took back the sword unhappily and put it back into the scabbard.

Zhu Qingsheng said: "Although the second lady changed her voice and covered her appearance, I can still recognize her figure. Besides the second lady, who has such a slim and beautiful figure."

"Bah, you can talk." Hua Niang smiled and turned around in front of him, saying, "Do you think I look like a hero who is wandering around the world? I see injustice, so I draw my sword to help me."

"It looks very much like it." Zhu Qingsheng said, but he thought in his heart that there must be an unknown story behind every hero who has been in the world. No one is experienced, calm, ruthless and sharp. He can feel the murderous aura that comes from his face as soon as he draws his sword. No matter how murderous aura is like this, there is no calmness.

Hua Nong shook her sword and said, "Oh, I was recognized by you at first sight, let alone my master. She has taught me for more than ten years, and I guess I can be recognized by a distance."

"Your master? Are you dressing like this to hide it from your master?" Zhu Qingsheng said strangely.

"Yes, who told me to be with you, a bad boy? You didn't tell my master that I could only do this." Hua Nong took out a hat from behind and handed it to Zhu Qingsheng, saying, "You can bring it with you too, so that no one will recognize us."

Zhu Qingsheng looked at the hat in his hand and smiled bitterly: "But we all wear it like this, isn't it more conspicuous?"
Chapter completed!