My wife is the sect leader

An Jing felt like she was about to fall asleep.

"Brother, I learned a new trick."

Zhao Qingmei bit An Jing's ear and blew hot air.

"Okay, show me the changes tomorrow." An Jing said weakly.

"I want to show you today."

Zhao Qingmei refused to let go, and continued to probe down with her little hand.

"Um....."

An Jing felt very comfortable, but he was still lying like a dead person.

"You ate for nothing at night."

Zhao Qingmei patted An Jing's cheek and complained.

But An Jing was already asleep, with only the slight sound of breathing.

"An Xiaoruan, get up!"

.........

Yuzhou City, in a quiet courtyard.

There were several men in sackcloth standing on both sides, and they all held a pair of orange lanterns in their hands, lighting up the entire courtyard like daytime.

It is well known in the world that Cao Bang is wearing sackcloth.

In the middle of the yard, a lame old man was waving a knife in his hand, his clothes fluttered with the strong wind, and a pair of scimitars in his hand. The wind of the knife was strange, like a ghost crying, which made people shudder.

"Brother Iron!"

A hearty laugh came, and Hong Yuanwu in a cloak walked into the courtyard.

"Lord Hong!"

The lame old man who was practicing the knife put away his long knife and apologized to Hong Yuanwu.

Hong Yuanwu said with emotion: "I didn't expect that Brother Yunshan would be alarmed this time..."

The old man in front of him is none other than Tie Yunshan, one of the seven King Kongs of the Cao Gang.

The 36 rudders of the Cao Gang governed the various lands respectively, while the seven King Kongs have always been in charge of the main altar, and they are even more famous, and they are all top masters.

Someone once said that the 36 rudder masters are not very well-known in the Jianghu, so any one of the Seven King Kongs is a famous master in the Jianghu.

Any one of them is enough to establish a sect in the rivers and lakes and set foot on one side.

Tie Yunshan wandered around the rivers and lakes for dozens of years in his early years, relying on a pair of scimitars and fast horses in the rivers and lakes. There are countless masters who died in his hands. Later, he offended the head of the Su family in Taihu Mingcheng, was hunted down, and finally rose up and killed Su. Dozens of masters of the family, including the Patriarch of the Su family at that time, caused the Patriarch of the Su family to take action himself. In the end, in order to survive, he cut off his own leg and joined the Cao Gang in order to protect himself.

The Cao gang is powerful, and Liu Qingshan is extremely tough, so the Su family has to suffer this big loss.

Among the many masters of the Cao Gang, it is extremely rare to mobilize the Seven King Kong.

Speaking of the friendship between the two, it is not shallow.

Hong Yuanwu was not Xuanyiwei at first, but also a man of the world, and his character was also arrogant and domineering. At that time, the two of them were mixed in the Jiangnan Road area, so he and Tie Yunshan did not know each other.

Later, Hong Yuanwu took refuge in Shenying and joined Xuanyiwei. From then on, he put on an official robe and ate the public salary of the court.

When Tie Yunshan was hunted down by the Su family, Hong Yuanwu made a lot of efforts to mediate. Although he failed to resolve the grievances in the end, it made the friendship between the two even deeper.

Tie Yunshan took a deep breath and said: "This time is not a trivial matter. Haoping and I have a very close personal relationship, and you know my temperament, so it is impossible not to come."

Hong Yuanwu nodded slightly, Tie Yunshan was very righteous, he naturally knew it.

Liu Haoping had a very good personal relationship with him, and now that he was killed in Yuzhou City, he would naturally not be indifferent.

Hong Yuanwu said in a condensed voice: "The mysterious swordsman's strength is extraordinary, in my opinion, he is at least at the peak of the second rank..."

"I watched the sword's momentum, and I have the ability."

Tie Yunshan sneered, "But I am not an unknown person this month, let alone Brother Hong here."

Flying arrows under the moon to Tieyun Mountain is exactly his name in the world.

"You and I have a great chance to make a move." Hong Yuanwu nodded slightly.

Not only the Cao Gang is looking for the mysterious swordsman, but also the imperial court.

Tie Yunshan nodded slightly, and then said: "I have come to Yuzhou this time for three purposes. I also ask Brother Hong to help me."

"You and I are friends, needless to say, Hong will naturally help you."

Hong Yuanwu asked: "I don't know what the purpose is?"

"Catch two people alive."

"Which two?"

"Jiang Sanjia, Mu Xiaoyun."

"Mu Xiaoyun?"

Hong Yuanwu frowned, and said in disbelief: "Her? Did you make a mistake?"

The members of the Cao Gang wanted to arrest Mu Xiaoyun! ?

"Yes."

Tie Yunshan was silent for a while before speaking.

..........

The next day, An Jing woke up early.

"Ma'am, didn't you put any medicine in the porridge today?"

An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei who was busy arranging the herbs and asked in doubt.

In the past, Zhao Qingmei would put walnuts, lotus seeds, Morinda officinalis and other traditional Chinese medicines in her porridge in the morning, but today she didn't, it was just plain white rice porridge.

"It's useless if you eat it, don't cook it."

Zhao Qingmei raised her head and said calmly.

"Indeed, the taste of those medicines is a bit weird. The taste of this white rice porridge with some pickles is amazing." An Jing nodded, and continued to die.

"I won't cook porridge from now on."

"Okay, change to something else."

Zhao Qingmei glanced at An Jing, then walked towards the backyard angrily.

An Jing didn't know what happened, but at this moment, Xiao Heizai ran to his feet.

"Little thing, it feels rounder in just two days." An Jing stretched out his hand to stroke Little Heizai's body.

"Ugh...woof!"

Hearing An Jing's words, Little Heizai ran away in a hurry.

"This little thing! Bai fed you black and fat."

The afternoon is very pleasant. Under the shade of dense green trees, the slightly mottled and gray white walls of the ancient houses in Wuwa, Jiangnan, facing the long-lasting small bridge and flowing water, the soft and soft shadows of Wansi golden willows rippling, and the sound of orioles. The pontoon passed by.

The shadows of boats floated on the Yuzhou River, and the water surface shone with golden light.

An Jing picked up the cigarette pouch and the small bench on the wall, planning to go to the teahouse next door to listen to books and drink tea.

Before he reached the door, he was told by the teahouse worker that Zhou Xianming was not there.

"What's wrong with Mr. Zhou this time?"

An Jing secretly felt strange: "There are very few people who haven't been to the teahouse for three consecutive days. Logically speaking, the wind and cold should be cured. Could it be that something happened?"

"Wow!"

The book from the ground emitted a golden light, and a new reminder appeared.

An Jing's heart moved obviously, and the thoughts in his mind fell into the book from the ground.

"Hint: Zhou Xianming may have an unknown opportunity."

chapter 21

Chunfeng Lane.

An Jing came to the door of Zhou Xianming's house.

"Dong dong!"

"Who?"

"Mr. Zhou, it's me, An Jing."

An Jing shouted softly.

"Squeak!"

As the door opened, Zhou Xianming, who was still slightly bruised on his face, poked his head out, then looked around, and urged: "Doctor Xiao An, come in quickly."

An Jing approached the room, and couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

Zhou Xianming's appearance doesn't look like he has contracted a cold?

Obviously he was beaten!

"Hey!"

Zhou Xianming sighed heavily and said, "You can sit anywhere."

"There...is there a place to sit?" An Jing looked around for a week.

Zhou Xianming's house is not big. The house he lives in is leased from a dentist. It is only about [-] square meters. The facilities in the house are also very simple. There is a table, a few chairs, and a big bed. There is a stove in the corner.

The room was very messy, with writing brushes and inkstones on the table, especially the stove in the corner, bowls and bowls everywhere, and there seemed to be some rice porridge in the pot.

The only thing that is neatly arranged is a bookshelf on the west side, which is full of books.

"What exactly happened?" An Jing asked strangely, could it be that Zhou Xianming owed the debt before, and now someone else came to collect the debt?

"I don't know, and I don't know what happened to me."

Zhou Xianming sat on the chair and sighed, "Doctor Xiao'an, don't ask about some things."

The man in black who came every night was by no means ordinary, and it was simply not something a doctor or scholar who had no strength to restrain a chicken could handle.

"Have you not eaten yet?" An Jing asked, looking at the messy kitchen.

"Forget it, I'm not hungry." Zhou Xianming waved his hand, and then thought of something, "Doctor Xiao'an, I know you are a benevolent doctor, can you help me heal?"

An Jing smiled and said: "You just have some skin trauma, and I will go to my house with me later and give you some traumatic medicine."

"No no no."

Zhou Xianming quickly waved his hand, "Doctor Xiao'an, I'm not talking about this trauma."

"It's not a skin injury?" An Jing frowned. Could it be that Zhou Xianming still has internal injuries?I didn't see it myself.

"I'm lovesick."

Zhou Xianming lowered his head and coughed twice.

"lovesickness?"

"Yeah, since I saw Miss Liyue in the painting boat last time, I can't help myself. I can't sleep at night, I can't eat and sleep, and I can't sleep without her image in my mind."

"Then how can I heal you?"

"Doctor Xiao'an, I want to listen to the music."

An Jing was stunned, he didn't expect Zhou Xianming to be so thick-skinned that he would directly let him take him to have fun.

In his impression, Zhou Xianming was a very timid scholar, but when he talked about listening to music in Goulan, he seemed to be a different person immediately, and his eyes were still shining brightly.

"You are a scholar."

"What happened to the scholar?"

Zhou Xianming stood up and said righteously: "Isn't it natural for our generation of scholars to go to the bar to listen to music? It is because of reading that we go to the Gouan to listen to music. If we don't save these misfit girls, how will we save our family and country in the future?"

It is because of scholars that I go to Goulan to listen to music.