"Come with me."
Zhang Qian picked up the backpack on the ground and caught up with the master in three and two steps.
Those who followed the patriarch were angry when they saw that Zhang Qian was walking with their patriarch. The patriarch only looked at Zhang Qian when he caught up with her, and did not say anything. When they saw that the patriarch did not say anything, they all dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.
After a while, I came to the door made of a tall marble. The floor was paved with pink natural jade. It was not easy to get so many natural jade until the end of Lingxin Pavilion. It was hard to think about it, not to mention all the pink.
A little further inside, the roof is decorated with golden gauze curtains. It's a place where women are in groups. Women's hobbies are reflected everywhere.
When he reached the center of the hall, Zhang Qian stood still. At this time, the patriarch had already stepped up the steps and sat back on his chair with jade inlaid with diamonds.
Someone nearby brought a mahogany chair for Zhang Qian, which of course was the meaning of the patriarch.
I didn't expect that the patriarch was very considerate. However, it would be better to have water to drink and delicious food to eat.
When Zhang Qian saw the eyes of the people around him, he thought of his own affairs. He took out the exquisite wooden box from his backpack, which was the one Zhang Qian found in Mo Youcheng's home.
As soon as he took out the wooden box, someone next to him took it and went straight up the steps and handed it to the Lord.
As soon as the Lord saw the wooden box, his eyes changed. It seemed that he could see the tears in his eyes.
However, soon, the patriarch regained her old look. She picked up the wooden box, opened it and saw a letter in it, which was left by her first love.
At that time, her love can be described as vigorous. They agreed to live together for life, and even eloped under the restriction of patriarchal rules. However, it was a flashy dream after all, and reality hit them hard. Then, she followed the former patriarch back to lingxinzong.
At that time, she would not have come to this end if she had not been honest.
After she was caught in running away again and again, she tried to die again and again. When she finally learned that she could not escape and break the clan rules, she chose the reality. Even when her lover risked her life to find her, she was excited, but she gave in to the reality and watched her lover disappear from her face.
That figure, she still can't forget, that figure is full of sadness and despair.
After that, she was depressed all day. She regretted that decision. She regretted that she had given up the great opportunity. Now she can't go back.
She looked at the young man in front of her as if she had seen the person she loved many years ago.
What's going on? Doesn't she know those things? But look at her face, isn't it?
Then the patriarch got up from the chair and walked slowly to Zhang Qian, "what's your name?"
Zhang Qian didn't expect that the patriarch would ask for his name, so he remembered that he had never said his name until now, or how to call him.
"Oh, Zhang Qian, that's an interesting name. It's easy to remember." Zhang Qian quickly got up to answer.
"Zhang Qian? Good. You must not have eaten yet? Otherwise, we'll have dinner first, and then we'll talk about other things. "
On hearing this, Zhang Qian knew that the patriarch believed him, and he had to eat, so he quickly agreed.
Then, Zhang Qian followed the patriarch through a small stream, walked on the tree lined path for about four or five minutes, and came to an open-air Pavilion.
The patriarch first sat on it, and then the beautiful woman who had been with the patriarch also sat at the stone table under the command of the patriarch.
The whole pavilion is surrounded by hanging ropes connected with beads. Inside, there is a layer of gauze. However, it falls up to enjoy the scenery outside. Around the pavilion, there are pots of fragrant flowers with unknown names. The pillars are made of crystal inlaid with diamonds.
Zhang Qian looked at the exquisitely decorated Pavilion. He didn't dare to go up. He thought it was the place where women played the piano and made music, or the place where they made up their faces.
Didn't you tell me to eat? Why do you come to this place? I don't know where to smell the food, but it's too bad that I can't eat it.
"Why don't you come in?" The woman who was inseparable from the patriarch suddenly opened the curtain and looked at Zhang Qian.
Zhang Qian could not believe pointing to his nose, "I? Not quite right? "
This sentence not only amused the maid standing in the narrator, but also made the beauty in front of Zhang Qian smile.
"What do you think? Do you want to eat or not? My master told you to eat. " Then the woman went in by herself.
Master? Do you?
Zhang Qian didn't have time to think about it. He took two steps to go up the stairs. It was the most important thing for him to eat. People were iron and rice was steel.After sitting down, a plate of exquisite food is on the table. Zhang Qian looks at the exquisite food on the table, and can't help sighing in his heart. Where there are many women, it turns out that everything is like this. However, it's not bad. Life is very elegant. However, the amount of food is a little less. Anyway, he is a man and a man with a big appetite.
When she was full, the waitress withdrew the leftovers and brought up three cups of green tea. The cup was as big as a quarter of Zhang Qian's fist. Zhang Qian held his fist and went back and forth in front of the cup, hoping to drink his whole hand.
The cup is too small. I'm thirsty. What's more, I just ate dry rice. This water is not enough to moisten my lips.
Seeing Zhang Qian's dissatisfaction, the patriarch waved to the waiter and said something in her ear. The maid nodded and went down.
When the maid appeared in Zhang Qian's sight again, she was walking towards him with a heavy vase. Zhang Qian wondered if she had anything to do with the vase.
When the vase was placed in front of Zhang Qian, Zhang Qian realized that he could not laugh or cry when he looked at the vase which was still steaming.
It seems that in addition to the toilet, this one is the largest and most suitable for drinking water.
I picked up the vase and drank half of it at one go.
"Zhang Qian, where did you get that empty wooden box? Is it in a man named Mo Youcheng? "
Zhang Qian stroked his stomach, some wronged said: "this is really found in Mo Youcheng's home, but Mo Youcheng is dead now, I read his letter, know the grudge between you, don't worry! He's been killed by me, and it's a terrible death.
The patriarch heard Zhang Qian say that Mo Youcheng had been killed by him. She seemed to have thought of it for a long time, and nodded to Zhang Qian. After all, Zhang Qian's ability to get the empty wooden box can explain the problem.
After sighing, the whole clan leader seemed to be relaxed. He almost gave thanks to him in front of Zhang Qian.
The patriarch's expression was caught in his eyes by Zhang Qian. Zhang Qian smacked his tongue in his heart: "women are really a creature of revenge. We should be careful in the future."
The patriarch looked at Zhang Qian and said to him seriously, "although I'm very happy that you killed Mo Youcheng, my principle can't be invalidated. Since you want to get the cold needle, you still have to defeat my disciples to give it to you."
After hearing this, Zhang Qian turned his lips: women!
However, Zhang Qian was not afraid to compete with the master's disciples. He was afraid of who!
I don't know where the master's disciples are. Do you want to start now?
Aren't you going to take a break for two or three days?
Zhang Qian was thinking about it when he saw that the patriarch ordered a female disciple beside him: "go and ask your elder martial sister to come out, and then he said that the time of appointment for the teacher has come."
After the female disciple was ordered to leave, the patriarch explained to Zhang Qian, "my disciple has been cultivated by me since I was a child. My talent is rare in the world. Even now, except for the time of eating and sleeping, I practice in the forbidden area every day. Don't blame me for not reminding you that you can't beat her. Ha ha, don't think about the cold needle."
Are you talented?
Zhang Qian laughs playfully at the emperor;
no matter how talented you are, how high are you?
I can break through after a beating. I'm so talented?!
I don't believe it!
Zhang Qianzheng looked around to enjoy the scenery, when he suddenly saw a beautiful woman following the female disciple beside the former patriarch.
After Zhang Qian saw the woman behind the female disciple, his throat squirmed and he swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva.
The upper body is clean and girdle, and the white skinny jeans on the legs
Too, too, too beautiful!
I saw that the visitor had a long body, snow-white skin, concave and convex, not to mention, a dusty temperament that Zhang Qianchang had never seen in any woman.
Is this the disciple of the patriarch who wants to compete with him?
Sure enough, this 20-year-old beautiful woman came to the Lord. She gave the LORD a gentle salute and called him master.
Zhang Qian looks at this beautiful woman who looks like a Barbie doll and has a cold and gorgeous temperament. He can't help worrying about her:
she has a high face, a good figure and a charm
You look so beautiful. I can't help it!
Does the patriarch know his own ability, so he deliberately found such a beautiful woman and wanted to give me a beauty trick!
"This is my precious disciple Qin Qing'er." The patriarch looked at her disciples with satisfaction and introduced them to Zhang Qian: "you two should start the competition outside."
Looking at Qin Qing'er, the master's disciple, Zhang Qian worried a little: is it true that Zhang Qian is going to do the hard work today?
Zhang Qian was ugly in Qin Qing'er's eyes. Qin Qing'er gave Zhang Qian a cold snort with contempt. Then he turned to the patriarch and said to him, "master, the agreement you said is to let Qing'er compete with such a rogue?"The patriarch naturally nodded to Qin Qing'er with a smile.
Qin Qing'er's face looked even more scornful: "master, Qing'er is not afraid of cold and heat, and has been practicing martial arts for more than ten years. What we are waiting for is to compete with such frivolous and dissolute sons? Qing'er doesn't want to dirty her hands. Please forgive me for refusing! "
Qin Qing'er's words made Zhang Qian angry: you are beautiful, do you still have reason? I just looked at you more and swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva. Is it as bad as you said? If you don't, you'd better not. Otherwise, hey, don't blame me, Zhang Qian. Repair your proud little hen!
Zhang Qian's bad look was in the eyes of the patriarch. The patriarch could not help laughing in his heart. "Qing'er can't be willful. You forgot what the master taught you!"
After hearing this, Qin Qing'er looked a little reluctant, but she confessed to the patriarch like a child who had done something wrong and said: "Qing'er has not forgotten that the master said, don't despise any opponent, but this person is him, Qing'er, I......"
The patriarch's face showed his yearning for his first love. He turned to Qin qinger and said gently, "don't disobey my orders. It's also a test of your hard work in recent years."