In the front hall of Rong Wang's mansion, people stood in front of their lapels, but the old man in gray robes was sitting on the mahogany chair in the front hall. In his hand, he carried the wine pot with his right leg raised and put it on his left leg. A servant girl brought tea to him, but the old man only picked up the teacup, smelled it and put his mouth on one side.
"This kind of thing, tut Tut, is probably only because of that kind of hypocritical old bald ass will like to drink it. Ordinary people like the old man still like this kind of liquor. It's good to drink it like this. " Then he poured a big mouthful of wine into his mouth, smacked his mouth and stretched out his sleeve to wipe the liquor flowing down his mouth.
The appearance of standing without standing, never sitting, and acting rudely really made people speechless in the room. In particular, shaking the light, looking at the old man's greasy sleeves smeared over his bearded mouth, it was a look of disdain and disdain.
Luo Wuyou's eyes are full of smile and light: "it's no worry that you don't entertain well and slow down your guests. Since Qi Lao likes strong liquor, go to your master's cellar and take two more jars of good spirits to pray for the old." There is a wine cellar in Rong Wang's mansion, but she never drinks much and doesn't know what kind of wine is stored in the cellar.
But I think it's not bad.
"Thank you very much, princess. I don't have any other hobbies in my life. I just have to have these two." Just listening to the three words of the prince and princess, we can see that this is a master who has no wine and no joy. The old man responded with a smile and did not refuse at all. It happened that his wine in the green gourd was almost finished.
If you don't have money to drink, it's a trouble.
"It's very kind of you to pray for the elder. If you don't mind calling me, you are an'er's master and my elder, but just a little wine. An'er and her mother have been in Qishan for many years. Wuyou also takes this opportunity to shoot at Qi Lao Dao."
"It's the blessing of an'er to get the teaching of praying for the aged. An'er has a bad nature, so he has to ask him to teach him a lot in the future. I'd like to thank you for your kindness. " Luo Wuyou said he got up and solemnly gave a big gift, and the thanks on his face were also very sincere.
This is related to Ann's future, so she should be careful.
However, he just glanced at Luo Wuyou and waved impatiently: "OK, girl, you don't have to say the old man. I will discipline him well for you. Who makes the old man lose his mind at that time, he will be taken into the door. Well, if you think about it now, old man, I must have been drunk. "
The words were full of disgust. Then he cast a glance at an'er, who was like a good baby, but turned his white eyes at him from time to time. He glared and drank: "in the final analysis, it's the old man. I'm guilty of it. I can't really drive him out of the school. I guess he can't be a man in the future? The old man probably owes him, and he is destined to pay him back in this life. "
With a sigh, the tone seems to have a trace of melancholy.
"No matter how carefree you are, you should thank Qi Lao. If you don't mind, you should stay in the palace for a while. As for the pill, when the princess comes back, he will give him an account. " Luo Wuyou's eyes flashed slightly, and then he looked at an'er.
Carefully admonished: "an'er, in the future, you must listen to master's instruction, learn martial arts and learn how to be a man. Don't act rashly like before. You can live a good life. If you are like before, your sister will not forgive you!"
"Yes, sister, Ann remembers."
Xiao'an'er straightened her back and replied solemnly, "sister, don't worry about an'er any more. Master, don't be angry with an'er any more. An'er only took the pill for a moment because of her playfulness. Don't worry. I'll have a look at your good things to satisfy my craving. Unless the master gives it to me, I'll never take it again. Master, please forgive ann'er this time? "
"If master doesn't forgive an'er, sister will be very sad, and an'er will be very sad." The little guy squeezed his eyes and squeezed out two tears. He looked at the old man regretfully. He jumped out of the chair and knelt down with his legs.
From the original low sobbing moment to wail!
The old man looked at the baby who was lying on his legs, weeping with tears and nose. He was very sad, but he wiped all his tears on his clothes, but he had a real impulse to kick him to the sky. Just looking at the room full of "covetous eyes" eyes, I finally resisted.
"You, OK, as long as you don't commit any more crimes, I won't blame you. Come on. Don't cry so miserable, let others see, really think I bullied you, that teacher this old face also want? Isn't it a chance for people to say that my old man is disrespectful to the old and deceives the small with the big? " How can he pretend to be more like that?
He'd better cry to death for him. If he really believed him, he would have been killed eight hundred years earlier. Thanks to his cat pee coming? Does he really think he can't see through his little trick? Well, it's just that he doesn't have to worry about him now. Let's wait until he gets the pills back. He will certainly repair him well.Let him know who is the master and who is the apprentice.
In the old man's heart, he almost hated his teeth. He looked down at the poor an'er, and his eyes were full of loving light: "girl, you can rest assured. I will certainly teach him well in the future. Little disciple, don't worry. Master, I will teach you everything I have learned in my life. "
"Thank you, master. Master is indeed the best master in the world." An'er wiped her tears and said a word. Her eyes are full of admiration. How harmonious it is to look at each other? Of course, this has to ignore the cunning light that twinkles in the little guy's eyes.
It's strange that the old man would let him go so easily, and teach him well? You want to get rid of him, right? But give it away? This was his purpose. Otherwise, how could he have tried his best to please the dead old man in Qishan?
Isn't he after the old man's ability?
Therefore, he doesn't mind being punished as long as he can turn him into his. Even his mother was so optimistic about him, even so polite to him. It seems that his vision is not bad. At least, the master he chose for himself is not wrong.
In the front hall, the master and the apprentice made up a good deal. They were very happy to see how the old and the young were still holding each other. One thought about how to kill the apprentice in the future, and the other thought about how to cheat the master's unique skills.
The thought is in the end the opposite!
Such a master and apprentice is really rare in the world, but no matter what, even if the old man lives in the palace, Luo Wuyou still arranges the red brocade to take the old man to live with the scholar in the Qingfeng garden. One is an'er's enlightening master and the other is an'er's master of martial arts.
It's quite appropriate to live together. Of course, the old man can teach more than just martial arts. No worry about this Great Buddha, but under the iron order, we must be well served by people, there must be no neglect. Less than half a column of incense, the order was spread throughout the whole palace.
"Miss, do you want me to go to the palace and say something to the prince and princess?" Cut autumn frown, this Rong Wang Fu, Mo yuan is all by the uncle and miss. But the orthodox master of the whole Rong Wang's mansion is still Rong Wang and Rong princess.
The young lady suddenly arranged for the young master's master to come in. If she didn't report to the prince and the princess, it seemed that she couldn't make sense. And the master, to be honest, was worried that his character would collide with the princess Rong. Now the relationship between the young lady and the princess was a little stiff.
If that's the case, I'm afraid the relationship will get worse.
"Of course it is, but it is not for me to send someone. It is better for me to go in person. Around this time, the son and his mother should wake up after taking a rest after dinner. We should take advantage of the past to have a good chat with the mother and concubine if we haven't seen something for many days. "
Luo Wuyou takes her servant girl to the courtyard of Princess Rong. However, there are some doubts in the deep ink pupil. Rongdi's attitude is a little strange. What master an'er said today is also very strange. His words seem to mean something, but she can't understand it.
In fact, she should have thought of this as early as in northern Vietnam. Is Qi his surname? No one knows this, but he is the leader of Mount Qi. People in the river and lake call him the old man of Qi Mountain, which is also called Qi old man for short. At least, qingluan also came out of Qishan, which she still knows.
Why did he suddenly appear in North Vietnam? Fortunately, it happened to bump into her, and said that she had a bloody disaster. However, according to the situation reported by Yaoguang at that time, although she fell off the cliff, she was not injured, so his silence was not accurate.
However, it is not surprising that he met or made friends with master Liyuan with the reputation of praying for the old, but the tone and manner he said at that time seemed to have some disdain and disdain.
It's hard to think about it for a while.
Xu is thinking too much. She has some pain in her head. She is dizzy for a moment. Luo Wuyou stops and squints slightly. Hongjin looks worried: "Miss, are you ok? You don't look very well. Is there something wrong with you? Would you like me to help you to have a rest first, and then let master Mo Han take care of your pulse? "
"I'm fine. It's just that I'm too tired these days. It's OK to think a little bit more." The dizziness disappeared in the brain. Luo Wuyou opens his eyes and shakes his head. Seeing the red brocade still biting his lips, he still wants to say that he is worried about cutting autumn dumplings, but he can't help but feel helpless.
"Well, don't worry about it. Now that his poison has been relieved, what do you think I will do? Really just a little dizzy just, you see, I'm not OK now? If Hongjin really doesn't believe it, I'll ask the elder martial brother to feel the pulse for me
Red brocade gathered the cloak for the woman: "no matter what, I think it's better to let young master Mo Han have a look at it. It's getting colder and snowy a few days ago. Although there's a sun today, it's still very cold. If the wind is cold, it's not good."
"I think it's good to let master Mo Han have a look.""Yes, miss. I'd better take my pulse at ease. I'll go to see Master Mo Han in a moment. You can rest assured that young master Mo Han is so distressed that she won't prescribe bitter medicine to her, so you don't have to be afraid."
Jianqiu and Tangyuan are also on the same side, so they are advised, especially the girl of tangyuan. It seems that the pulse has nothing to do with whether the medicine is bitter or not, OK? What's more, in their impression, is it that she is the delicate daughter who is afraid to drink medicine?
"Well, you can do whatever you want." Look at the face of the three people worried, Luo Wuyou helpless, about what happened before scared them, if the pulse can make them feel at ease, it doesn't matter. The elder martial brother is still in the mansion.
But she did not know that it was more than a fright. The appearance of her dying at that time left an indelible shadow on the hearts of several girls. How could they not worry?
A few people have already arrived at the place.
The person who made the announcement was not long before Mingyu came out.
"The maidservant sees the county princess, and the princess invites the county princess in." Luo Wuyou goes with Mingyu all the way to the hospital. Mingyu glances at Luo Wuyou's side face, and hesitates in his eyes. After thinking about it, he finally opens his mouth.
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