Chapter 19: Bad Bamboo Produces Good Bamboo Shoots
Yue Qianqiu glanced at Zhou Jiyue with a look of hope, and said seriously: "Miss Zhou, I am not very literate."
The little girl suddenly widened her eyes, but when she thought about Luo Xia's words that Yue Qianqiu was only seven years old, she drooped her head in frustration.
The master who taught her didn't know many big words, and she was also very dedicated to urging her to practice martial arts, so she didn't have time to read and read, and she didn't know what was written on the piece of paper. If she hadn't confirmed again that Wu Shangshu and Old Master Yue were rivals, she thought Yue Qianqiu was a good person, not the kind of adult who could lie, she wouldn't hand over the things even if she died!
What should I do now...
At this time, Yue Qianqiu put the piece of paper back into his sachet openly and handed it back to Zhou Jiyue.
"Even if you are the thief who was searching for by the officers and soldiers before, you are so young that you sneaked into the Wu Mansion alone without even a helper? Are your lords too cruel? What if the Wu Mansion is very cautious and you lose your hand again and don't run out?"
"My family is gone..."
When he said this, Zhou Jiyue's face turned pale, her whole body trembled slightly, and even her lips were trembling.
"My sect was removed from the list of Wupin Record six years ago. My father and the others were all dead. Even the master was beaten to death by the dog official. My sister and I fell into the water on the way to Beijing, and I was left with only one person!"
Seeing the little girl fall on the bed in dismay, she immediately pounced on the quilt and started crying. Yue Qianqiu felt guilty for deceiving the child for the first time.
However, he is not a real seven-year-old child, and he never fears speculating on certain things with the greatest malicious intention. For example, if it was not a coincidence today, everything was designed? This little girl is actually not simple?
He comforted him with a clumsy look, then asked softly: "Since you are alone, how did you think of going to Wu's Mansion?"
"After arriving in Jinling... I have always lived in Guandi Temple in the west of the city. If I hadn't been kind to a bun shop, I would have starved to death every day... I heard that the dog official was going to be the prime minister, so I couldn't help it... I actually wanted to set fire in the Wu family, but later I was lucky enough to enter the study and thought of stealing things..."
Although the voice was intermittent due to sobs, Yue Qianqiu still understood it all at once. The most desperate thing in the world is nothing more than his life is miserable, but his enemies are so successful! But when he heard the word "setting fire", he shivered.
The hero violated the ban with martial arts, no wonder the court strictly guarded the sect's military personnel. This is really too dangerous!
"Did anyone see what you look like?"
"I wore a masked scarf. The Wu Mansion guardian was thrown away by my face. I probably didn't see what I looked like..."
Yue Qianqiu mourned the unlucky master and finally made up his mind.
"Miss Zhou, grandpa is very ill, and I dare not tell the rest of my family about this."
He paused, and saw the little girl raising her head, her eyes and nose were red, and she looked at him pitifully, but she did not show any resentment. He then continued, "But if you can trust me, give me the things. I will find a way to figure out what is written and then find a way to help you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhou Jiyue handing over the sachet without saying a word. He took it solemnly and stuffed it into his arms. Then he said firmly: "Okay, stay here with peace of mind and leave the rest to me!"
When he walked out of the east wing, Yue Qianqiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and he was still a little guilty.
But if this kind of thing remains on the little girl, she doesn't know what she is writing about, and it will only become a walking problem.
Seeing Zhaoxing and Zhuyue guarding the courtyard gate and the other guarding the side door leading to Hemingxuan, Luo Xia obviously did not come out of the main room, he couldn't help but be extremely grateful for the trick he used to scare them earlier today.
Otherwise, if someone breaks in and the conversation is heard, it will be a big trouble!
When he returned to Hemingxuan with Luoxia holding a big bag, he met the second and third masters who came to visit him. Compared with the eldest wife's frequent goodwill, when they saw him, their faces immediately became quite stiff.
"Second uncle, third uncle."
"Who is you..." The third master burst out three words in anger, and then he realized that this was in front of Hemingxuan. When he saw the second master pushing the door straight into the room without anyone else, he became even more upset. He snorted heavily at Yue Qianqiu and quickly walked into the door. He complained about the old man's biasedness again in his heart.
Yue Qianqiu has become accustomed to this kind of cold reception these days. Anyway, he had no idea of getting close to these two uncles in the past, and now he doesn't care about their cold eyes. He took the bag from Luoxia and made a gesture to her to go back quickly. When the person was worried, he turned around and left step by step. He was about to enter Hemingxuan, but he heard a scream from behind.
"Hello……"
When he turned around and saw Yue Xiuyi rushing into the yard, he said with a smile: "Grandpa is sick, has my name become a sensation?"
Yue Xiu's face suddenly turned red, and after standing still, he said in a vain: "Uncle Jiu... Jiu, can I see my great-grandfather?"
When they heard the title, the two girls following Yue Xiuyi looked at each other.
The Qiu family's schooling matter was not open because the eldest wife gave the order, so they didn't understand that the young master Chang'an used to hate the ninth prince the most. He had a fight a few days ago and went back from Hemingxuan angrily. After coming back from outside today, how could he follow the Qingfen Pavilion obediently? Now he even called out Uncle Jiu?
Yue Qianqiu ignored the girl's suspicious gaze. The eldest wife had assigned each room to visit Hemingxuan before to visit her. Yue Xiuyi had to wait until the evening. So Yue Qianqiu knew that he didn't know the eldest wife at all, but came secretly.
He pondered for a moment, then nodded at Yue Xiu and said, "Come in."
With Yue Qianqiu's words, Yue Xiu was immediately overjoyed.
But as soon as he followed Yue Qianqiu into the inner room, he shouted at him.
"Chang'an, if you don't study hard in Qingfangyuan, what are you doing here?"
Of course, Yue Xiuyi didn't dare to act arrogantly in front of his two uncles, and was speechless for a moment.
Seeing the second master with a stern face, Yue Qianqiu stepped a step in front of Yue Xiuyi and said calmly: "It's Grandpa who said he wants to see Chang'an and talk to him."
The third master was furious and said, "Nonsense, why don't I know when the old master woke up?"
The second master no longer simply ignored it this time, and he scolded with a calm face: "Qianqiu, although the old man asked you to serve you, He Mingxuan can't tolerate you, a junior, talking to yourself!"
"I'm right." Yue Qianqiu ignored the finger that was about to poke the tip of his nose and shouted loudly, "Grandpa, you said something, did you call Chang'an?"
The second and third masters did not expect Yue Qianqiu to shout directly, and they were shocked and angry. However, just as the third master stepped forward and wanted to cover Yue Qianqiu's mouth, he heard a thud. Turning his head, he was shocked to see that the old man's eyes were wide open, staring at him tightly, and his fist was pressed against the bed, which was obviously just hitting the bed!
At this moment, the second master had already knelt in front of him and knelt in front of the bed.
"Dad, you are really awake!" The second master looked like a filial son and said in surprise and joy, "I thought Qianqiu was lying, but I didn't expect you to really..."
"I'm not dead yet!" The old man muttered weakly, and saw the third master's legs weakening, and he knelt down directly with the second master. He glanced at the third master with anger, looking at Yue Qianqiu with innocent face, and hummed in his mouth, "If I really die, don't you fight directly in front of my spiritual bed?"
"Son doesn't dare!"
"You dare already! Let Qianqiu and Chang'an accompany me, you go out and call Xiaoying. Even he is lazy. It's not so irresponsible, I'm not dead yet!"
The old man was so angry that he was weak, but repeatedly emphasized that he was not dead yet. The second and third masters were busy kowtowing and admitting their mistakes.
Next, Yue Qianqiu followed the old man's instructions and sent these two elders with very bad looks out of Hemingxuan, then closed the door outside, and then returned to the inner room, but Yue Xiuyi was already kneeling in front of the bed.
"Great grandpa... wuwuwu... I'm so worried... Grandma doesn't let me see you... but I just can't help it..."
Facing Yue Xiuyi who cried like a big cat, Old Master Yue was really at a loss. Seeing Yue Qianqiu standing behind him with a smile on his face, he was filled with gloating. He was immediately angry.
This little bastard, it would be fine if he brought Yue Xiu in under his name, but he was still watching jokes!
But compared to the selfishness of the second son and the third son, looking at the Chongchangsun who was crying sadly, he still felt a little sincere like.
"Good bamboo shoots are produced. In addition to Qianqiu, the little bastard, there are still seedlings in the rotten land in the family that have not grown crooked!"
Chapter completed!