The first rich son-in-law

"Qiu Xiaoyu!"

Jiang Beichen's face gradually became serious, and he slowly pushed Qiu Xiaoyu away, "Since you know that you are a mother, you must set a good example for your children, I will not allow you to belittle yourself so much!"

"We are friends, real friends are useless, I will help you, I don't need anything in return!"

"You will disappoint me if you do this!" Jiang Beichen shook his head and sighed.

Hearing these words, Qiu Xiaoyu's face turned pale, and he quickly grabbed his coat and wrapped it around his body.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Qiu Xiaoyu looked apologetic.

"Okay, pack up quickly, Mengmeng is still waiting for you in the hospital!"

"Call me if you have any difficulties in the future, no matter when, I will always be Mengmeng's godfather!"

After saying this, Jiang Beichen strode outside.

Qiu Xiaoyu sat on the sofa blankly, and after a while, she finally came to her senses, her face was full of annoyance.

Suddenly, I felt that my behavior just now was really stupid.

And at this moment, she suddenly found a golden bank card in the corner of the sofa.

This is a gold card!
They are usually big customers of the bank, so naturally it cannot be hers.

Thinking it was Jiang Beichen who dropped it, he quickly picked it up and chased it out.

When I came outside, I found that the jeep had long since disappeared.

Qiu Xiaoyu hurriedly called again, but was hung up inside.

Ding!
A text message was sent.

"The card is for my son. Find a better school for my son, change to a bigger house, and raise him well!"

Seeing this text message, Qiu Xiaoyu's eyes dimmed instantly.

"What good deed did I do in my previous life! I met such a good fairy friend like you!"

Qiu Xiaoyu squatted on the ground covering his face and choked up.

At this time, the jeep boarded.

"Junmen, I thought you would stay up there for a while!" Zhao Qun smiled.

After all, he had seen that girl, she was quite beautiful, almost comparable to Madam.

"You want to be whipped?" Jiang Beichen said lightly.

This kid actually dares to make fun of him, doesn't he itch?

"Junmen, don't be angry, I'm just saying, I don't know you yet? You are greedy for money, lustful, good at drinking, knowledgeable and knowledgeable..."

"You have a strong desire to survive!" Jiang Beichen smiled.

"hey-hey!"

"By the way, today I heard that the Martial Arts Hall has divided into four groups of disciples, what happened?" Jiang Beichen asked suddenly, changing the subject.

"Oh, it's like this. The first enrollment of Yanwu Hall has ended. There are roughly 1000 people. They are divided into four marks according to their potential. The red mark is [-], the blue mark is [-], the white mark is ten, and the black mark is only one. .”

"Blue Label is already considered a genius!"

"Bai Biao is even more of a genius among geniuses. They are all heirs of some Jianghu sects, and most of them were sent here without examination!"

"And the final black label will continue to be selected among several white labels. These ten people will compete with each other and challenge each other. The winner in the end will be the black label disciple and the chief disciple of Yanwutang!" Zhao Qun explained in detail. road.

"Oh? What's the name of the son of the leader of the Jinling Martial League? What rank is he?" Jiang Beichen asked hastily.

"Oh, you mean to challenge Yun Ye? Liu Yuting?"

Zhao Qun nodded, "He is also a white label!"

"And it's worth mentioning that our Xiaoni has also been selected as a white label!"

"Xiaoni is also a white label?" Jiang Beichen smiled, but there were not many surprises. With Xiaoni's qualifications, she is definitely an unborn genius among her peers!

"Then what do you think, who will win the black mark?" Jiang Beichen asked again.

Zhao Qun thought for a while, "It's hard to say. Now these ten white labels have been activated, all kinds of campaigns have been made, and some have even handed over letters of challenge to each other, but Liu Yuting is the most vocal one, because he is the leader of the wind. Batian's closed disciple, Feng Batian naturally wants his disciple to be the chief!"

"The wind dominates the sky?" A cold light flashed in Jiang Beichen's eyes.

"Junmen, this Feng Batian has been dancing really hard recently, and the man has not yet arrived. He has already transported the golden plaque he made by himself to Jinling. On the golden plaque are the words 'Prosper the country with martial arts'!"

"It's hung up today!" Zhao Qun suddenly broke the news.

"Rejuvenate the country with Wu?" Jiang Beichen's face darkened.

"It's a good one to rejuvenate the country with martial arts, and the ambition is not small!"

"Go for a stroll in the Martial Arts Hall after a full meal at night, and dismantle it!" Jiang Beichen said coldly.

At midnight, the two came to Wutong Avenue.

Wutong Avenue is one of the busiest streets in Jinling, and there is a pedestrian street inside, which is still brightly lit until night, especially for some young people, after midnight, the nightlife has just begun.

Jiang Beichen took Zhao Qun to a small stall not far from Yanwu Hall and sat down. He ordered two servings of grilled gluten, some fried skewers, and two bottles of beer. He ate with gusto.

"Who's coming for the last skewer?" Jiang Beichen pointed to the grilled gluten on the plate.

"Junmen, let me do it. Fried food is unhealthy, so eat less!" Zhao Qun said as he was about to reach out, but was slapped aside by Jiang Beichen.

"It's against you!"

"I haven't eaten enough!" Jiang Beichen narrowed his eyes and snatched it very protectively.

Zhao Qun had a speechless expression on his face. The majestic master of the realm was actually interested in this kind of unnutritious junk food.

"Okay, I'm full, let's go to work!"

The two drank the last sip of beer and walked towards the entrance of the Yanwu Hall.

At this moment, the gate of the Martial Arts Hall was closed tightly, but two red lanterns illuminated the front of the gate, and two huge stone lions stood in front of the gate, looking very ferocious.

"Just this plaque?" Jiang Beichen looked up.

The gold plaque is about seven feet and eight inches, very thick, it can weigh about a ton?
There is no surveillance around, and I am not afraid of losing it.

In fact, even if the plaque was made of pure gold, few in Jinling City would dare to steal it.

It is estimated that the higher-ups in Yanwutang also think so.

Unless he ate the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard!
But who would have thought that there would really be such two bold people!
"Come on, you have to exercise after eating so much just now!" Jiang Beichen said lightly.

Zhao Qun froze for a moment, a little speechless.

Am I eating too much?
I told you to eat it, okay?

But Zhao Qun naturally didn't dare to say anything. He stood on the spot secretly pumping his energy, and immediately jumped up. With a bang, a big hand slapped heavily on the golden plaque of "Prospering the Country with Wuwu".

At first nothing happened.

Until a while later, the golden plaque cracked open from the word 'Wu', and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Fortunately, there was no one around, and no one found it for the time being.

Just like that, on the first night when the golden plaque was installed in the Martial Arts Hall, someone secretly smashed it to pieces.

"Junmen, some kind of mark must be left here!" Zhao Qun said with a smile, with the excitement of doing something bad on his face.

"You're right!" Jiang Beichen nodded.

"Didn't he, Feng Batian, threaten to overwhelm his apprentice Liu Yuting?"

"Then I, 'Yizhimei', should come out of the arena again to support my apprentice Yunye!"

Jiang Beichen said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qun suddenly pulled out a plum blossom from his sleeve, "Hey, Junmen, I prepared it for you early in the morning!"

"You boy, I like you!"

Jiang Beichen froze for a moment, then laughed and said, "I will definitely leave the last gluten for you next time!"

Zhao Qun: "..."

Immediately, the two left a plum blossom and floated away.

If there is no accident, the news of Yizhimei reappearing tomorrow and breaking the golden plaque of the Yanwu Hall will spread throughout Jinling.

But it happened by accident.

Not long after the two left, a thin figure suddenly came to the door of the martial arts hall.

This is a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, his face is dirty, he is dressed like Brother Sharp, and his body is tattered, he is no different from a beggar.

However, the eyebrows are extremely delicate, without the worldly atmosphere of too many children in the city.

"This is the martial arts hall that grandpa asked me to come to, right?" The little beggar shook his head with a helpless look on his face, "I wanted to go to the capital to beg for food, but I was forced to come to Jinling to study, and I still didn't give me money. What happened these days? Live! Boring!"

The little beggar muttered, but at this moment, he suddenly saw the broken golden plaque on the ground, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Fuck! Gold??"

The little beggar's eyes lit up, and he ran over quickly, picked up a piece, and bit it hard with his teeth.

Excitedly shouted: "It's really gold!"