After Yue Qianqiu told a story. After Yan Xu's force shocked, the appearance of the old man Yue became the last straw that bent a group of camels to study. Someone planned to resist, but this time even if Yan Xu held Yue Qianqiu and watched the fun, Yue Ying and the guards he brought out were not vegetarians, so they cleaned up their thorns in a few seconds.

Yan Xu kept staring at Yueying until Old Master Yue called him into the mansion, and he was still talking to himself: "For so many years, he has never been out of Yuegong, but he has not put down his skills? Damn it, can he be suppressed by him for the rest of his life?"

Yue Qianqiu was so amused and crying, but seeing the crisis resolved, Yan Xu actually became addicted to holding himself. He was muttering this again now. He finally couldn't help but remind him: "Mr. Yan, thank you so much just now. Can you let me go?"

Yan Xu woke up like a dream, but instead of letting go, he hugged Yue Qianqiu and came to the side of the old man Yue, and said with a smile: "Uncle Yue Shishi, Xiao Si's son Qianqiu and I fell in love with him at first sight and wanted to accept him as an apprentice. What do you think?"

Yue Qianqiu didn't expect that this middle school second could be so straightforward, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The first time Mr. Yue saw this grandson who had never been hampered in such a situation, he couldn't help laughing and said without saying a word: "Don't say you are an apprentice, you can take it away if you like it!"

Yue Qianqiu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he immediately protested: "Grandpa, you're too much! I'm not an object, I can take it away anyway!"

Yan Xu ignored the futile protest at all and smiled and said, "Your uncle is what you said, I take it seriously!"

"Of course I keep my word!" Old Master Yue glanced at Yue Qianqiu, who was stunned, and said with a smile, "But, Yan Xu, you and my little girl had such a big deal back then, not only did I not care about you, but instead blocked your mother. Now he has given your favorite little grandson to you as an apprentice. How can you repay me?"

This time, Yue Qianqiu finally woke up. It turns out that the old man deceived him to find Mr. Yan, which was a trap!

Seeing Yan Xu's handsome face seemingly unnatural, he suddenly said angrily: "It's not easy for Grandpa to want Mr. Yan to repay him? It's all in the play, so let him sell himself to pay off his debts."

This sentence made Old Master Yue cough continuously, and Yan Xu was stunned and let go. Yue Qianqiu took the opportunity to slip out of the ground. He made a face at the two of them, and he waved and said, "I'll go back first, I won't have to send you off!"

"This little bastard!" Old Master Yue was so angry that his teeth were itchy. Seeing Yan Xu's face showing a suspicious expression, he even secretly cursed the boy cunning, and immediately showed a little sad expression, "Oh, Qianqiu is smart and smart. Although he is not Xiao Si's biological son, he seems to be carved from a mold. Unfortunately, no one taught him. He went to the Qiu family to become a disciple and even got angry..."

Yan Xu was aroused by these few words, and he had always hated some hypocritical scholars. At this time, he was willing to pat his chest and said, "If Shiwang rest assured, I will hand over Qianqiu to me. I will keep him outstanding in all the future..."

Although he had just teased the old and the young, Yue Qianqiu knew in his heart that this was just a verbal slap. If the old man made up his mind to "sell" him to Yan Xu, he would not be able to beat the old fox.

Of course, who sold himself to whom in the end might be...

So he decided to reflect on some of the issues he had ignored because of information asymmetry - for example, whose family Yan Xu was? But just as he was walking on the way to Qingfen Pavilion, he suddenly heard a cry from behind.

"Hello!"

Maybe because he didn't look back or stop, he followed with footsteps and a gust of wind.

"Why are you calling you non-stop!" After finally catching someone and complaining, Yue Xiu was so excited when he saw Yue Qianqiu. He mistakenly thought it was the chaotic relationship in front of the door. He immediately advised him in a disagreement, "Don't worry, the great-grandfather came forward to clean up the mess himself. He will definitely scold the third uncle when he turned around, and he won't blame you..."

"I'm not worried about this." Yue Qianqiu answered casually, and suddenly looked at Yue Xiuyi with thoughtful thoughts and asked, "Chang'an, you go out more and more knowledgeable than me, right?"

Yue Xiuyi was young and didn't have a memory. He had long forgotten the lessons he had learned before, and suddenly said with a bulge of his chest and a bulge of belly: "Of course!"

"Since Mr. Yan is called Grandpa Shiwei and is so familiar with my father, don't you know who he is?"

Although I had never seen Master Yue Si at all, Yue Qianqiu's call of father was really natural, and no one could find any mistakes.

As soon as these words were said, Yue Xiu suddenly felt bitter. The matter of Master Yue Si is not a big or small taboo at home. Most people avoid talking about it. Where did he ask?

"If you don't know, forget it, that's right. We are both children who don't know anything in their eyes, so how can we know everything."

Yue Qianqiu patted Yue Xiuyi's shoulder with an old aura, turned around and left with his hands behind his back. Sure enough, he had just walked out a few steps and heard Yue Xiuyi shouting, "Wait, I will definitely find out when I look back!"

Then I'll wait...

Yue Qianqiu shrugged secretly, thinking that he was so cute now. If he could be a few years older, he would have come up with a thousand and ten thousand ways to clean up the old man, Shangshu Wu who was not in the way of dealing with the old man, which could be considered as an explanation to Zhou Jiyue.

But now, he has no way to use Baoshan, and he has to worry that the old man will sell him to Yan Xu to pay off his debt!

When he returned to Qingfen Pavilion, Yue Qianqiu, who had been traveling for a whole morning, was naturally hungry. But before lunch was time, he had a few snacks stuffed. He suddenly remembered Yan Xu's disciple who claimed to be the head of Xuandao Hall, and he couldn't help but feel moved.

He left the main room and ordered Zhuxingxing and Zhuyue to guard the courtyard gate. He entered the east wing again. He heard Luoxia and Zhou Jiyue talking through the door, and he coughed heavily.

After a while, Luoxia came out and said with a smile: "Young Master, I was about to say good news. Miss Zhou's injury has almost healed."

"Have anyone ever asked her about staying in our mansion these days?"

"No." Luoxia shook her head, "It's probably because the old man is busy with the old man's illness, so she didn't care about it."

Thinking of the old man's mighty and domineering today, Yue Qianqiu curled his lips and said, "I didn't care about it before, but now I can't say it. In this way, since the third aunt said that it was the Qingfen Pavilion's affairs in the future, she would not care about it. You go to Hengshuiju to see the eldest aunt and explain the matter of Miss Zhou clearly. In this way, you will not be afraid of anyone seeking trouble because of this matter in the future."

Although Luoxia felt that it was inappropriate to put the third wife aside, since Yue Qianqiu said so, she finally agreed.

When she left, Yue Qianqiu picked up the curtain and entered the inner room, but stood at the door, shook his hand and signaled Zhou Jiyue not to get off the bed. She only asked a few questions about her injuries, and then suddenly asked: "Have Miss Zhou ever heard of Xuan Daotang?"

Zhou Jiyue has been in Qingfen's house for the past few days and her injuries have gradually healed. Even her thin face seems to have a few taels of meat. She has long regarded Yue Qianqiu as the best person in the world. So, when she heard this question, she immediately frowned and thought about it.

"Xuan Daotang... Ah, I remember that the leader of the Yun Sect came to see my father! He was happy all day long. I heard that he had joined the army when he was young, and a Mo Dao was used very well!" When talking about the old things in the world, Zhou Jiyue was less polite and more sincere smiles. "I have also seen a few elders of Xuan Daotang. They are all very kind people, but unfortunately..."

Unfortunately, Zhou Jiyue didn't say anything after that, but Yue Qianqiu could know that it was just that he went his separate ways after the listing of the Martial Arts Record. He sighed like a little adult, and then asked again: "Do you know who the head disciple of Xuandao Hall is?"

This time, Zhou Jiyue seemed confused: "I only know that Master Yun has three disciples, but because Xuan Dao Hall has always been at the end of the list of the list of the ten sects recorded by martial arts, they will be removed sooner or later. After their martial arts are successful, one of them will join the army, the other becomes the captain, and the other seems to be the guard of a prince, and the other refuses to be the disciple of the head. Later, Master Yun never came to my house again..."

With such a convenient small world at home, Yue Qianqiu couldn't help but be overjoyed, but he thought of an important question in a flash.

"By the way, I have never asked, Miss Zhou, which sect you were from before?"

"My father was the leader of the White Lotus Sect during his lifetime."
Chapter completed!