My wife is the sect leader

Tan Yun smiled dryly, and said with a serious face: "Grandpa, my young lady is from a famous family. She has practiced calligraphy since she was a child. I have followed her for so many years. Knowing these words is nothing special."

"Great!"

An Jing gave a thumbs up, but said with emotion in his heart: As expected of being from a famous family, even a maid is so talented, people have to sigh, "A talented maid like you... "

"Uncle, the lady has already prepared the food, let's eat quickly."

Before An Jing finished speaking, he was interrupted by dancing Tan Yun: "Miss has been busy since early in the morning, so don't let her down."

"Really? I'll go and have a look now, I left this bunch of candied haws for you."

An Jing was also full of expectations, and walked quickly towards the back hall.

Watching An Jing leave, Tan Yun heaved a sigh of relief, "My fame in the first life was almost ruined."

.........

An Jing and Tan Yun sat at the table eagerly, and after a while Zhao Qingmei brought up plates of delicacies.

The dishes are stir-fried leeks, braised pork with spring bamboo shoots, sweet and sour carp, and braised tofu.

"Ma'am, enough is enough, let's sit down and eat."

An Jing looked at the dishes on the table, and his throat surged.

"There is also pork ribs and winter melon soup."

Finally, Zhao Qingmei served a pot of pork rib soup, with freshly sprinkled shallots floating on top, and the aroma was tangy.

"Grandpa, let me pour you some wine."

Tan Yun quickly picked up the flagon next to him, and obediently poured a small cup for An Jing.

An Jing drank the sake in the glass lightly, feeling a sense of satisfaction spontaneously.

A month ago, he was still alone. He didn't expect to have such a virtuous, gentle and beautiful wife in his family one month later.

"Husband, try it."

Zhao Qingmei picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in An Jing's bowl, "It should be tasty after stewing for more than an hour."

"Delicious, melts in the mouth, fat but not greasy."

An Jing ate a mouthful of braised pork, but he didn't expect Zhao Qingmei's cooking to be so delicious.

Seeing An Jing's satisfied expression, Zhao Qingmei's heart was also full of happiness.

"Husband, I have something I want to discuss with you."

"Whatever, just say it."

"You are the only doctor in this medical center, it is always busy, and if you encounter some female patients, it will be somewhat troublesome, why don't you let Tan Yun learn some medical skills behind you in the future, so as to share your burden. "Zhao Qingmei said slowly.

Tan Yun, who was feasting, raised his head and looked at Zhao Qingmei in a daze.

Hierarch, why didn't you discuss it with me before?

An Jing chuckled, "Since Ma'am said so, it's all right. Tan Yun is clever and intelligent, and has a lot of blog posts. She must be a good seedling to study medicine, as long as she is willing."

"She is definitely willing." Zhao Qingmei smiled slightly and looked at Tan Yun.

"Little... Tan Yun is willing."

Tan Yun showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and then said: "Grandpa, you just got married, and you are quite busy, why don't we talk about it in half a month."

"Alright."

An Jing thought for a while and replied.

Zhao Qingmei nodded in satisfaction. With Tan Yun around, An Jing could stay away from those Yingying and Yanyan, and she would have an extra pair of eyes.

After drinking and eating, the task of cleaning the dishes naturally fell to Tan Yun.

The waning moon hangs high, and the moon and stars are rare.

"Husband~!"

Zhao Qingmei's voice is very pleasant, even dragging the end.

Then he grabbed An Jing and got into the room.

An Jing only felt a warmth sticking up to him, and it started to burn on his body surface. Looking at such a beautiful face in his arms, how could he not understand?

...........

Night, silent.

In Spring Breeze Lane.

"Where is this, I can still drink, come, have a few more drinks."

Zhou Xianmin carried a wine jar and walked towards the house drunkenly.

This week Xianming is none other than the storyteller in the teahouse.

Since ancient times, literati have been quite romantic. He has nothing to do on weekdays. Apart from earning some money by storytelling in teahouses, he is nostalgic for being romantic and happy in various flower houses.

"Bang!"

Zhou Xianming kicked open the courtyard door of his house, and just stepped into his house.

"do not move!"

Suddenly, a shining blade lay across his neck, as long as he took a step forward, the blade would directly decapitate him.

Zhou Xianming became sober from Jiu Jin in an instant, sweating profusely.

"My... my lord, please forgive me."

"Let's talk first."

Zhou Xianming swallowed his saliva, not daring to shout loudly, so he had to go closer to the house.

Inside the room was a figure in black, holding a shining blade in his hand, standing upright by the table.

Although Zhou Xianming is a storyteller, he is a talented scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken. Seeing this scene, his body bones have already collapsed on the ground, and he cried: "Hero, please forgive me, hero, I am just a A poor scholar..."

"Scholar is right."

The voice of the man in black was hoarse, dry, and very unpleasant.

"Scholar?"

Zhou Xianming was stunned for a moment, he was a little confused, so, are you picking people for house robbery now?

"Do you know this book?" The man in black took out a booklet.

"I know, this is the enlightenment book for the students of the Yan Kingdom." Zhou Xianming picked up the book on the ground and said honestly.

"Teach me." The man in black said.

"what!?"

Zhou Xianming thought he heard it wrong, but this man actually asked him to teach the schoolboy enlightenment books.

Is this a different kind of test?

"I said, teach me from the simplest words above." The man in black said coldly.

"Okay, okay." Zhou Xianming said hastily: "As long as the hero doesn't kill Zhou, Zhou's seven-foot body is at his disposal."

Afterwards, Zhou Xianming lit a candle and opened the enlightenment book.

Under the faint candlelight, Zhou Xianming began to educate the men in black.

"Let's start with the simplest column number, the word is 'one'."

"I see."

"The word is 'two'."

"continue."

"The word is 'three'."

"It seems that literacy is not difficult. I already know how to write 'four'."

The man in black chuckled lightly, with a bit of complacency in his words.

Chapter 8

The next day, early morning.

The sky turned white, the air of collusion sank, and the air of rising sun rose.

"It's a beautiful day."

An Jing opened the door of the pharmacy as usual, and then stretched in satisfaction.

"Husband, the medicinal porridge is ready." Zhao Qingmei walked out of the inner hall with a smile.

"Brother An!"

Just when An Jing was about to turn around, Han Wenxin came galloping from a distance.

"This is the little sister-in-law."

Han Wenxin looked at Zhao Qingmei who was next to An Jing, and was shocked. It turned out that An Jing married the beautiful Miss Zhao.

No, logically speaking, he is a doctor in Yuzhou City, and I am a young and promising catcher in Yuzhou City...

"This is my wife." An Jing said with a smile.

Han Wenxin said sourly: "Brother An, you are really lucky. It seems that you really have a life-saving grace for Uncle Niu, no, you must have a life-saving grace for my sister-in-law."

"Brother Han was joking."

Zhao Qingmei smiled sweetly.

Seeing Han Wenxin's expression, An Jing felt very happy, and said, "Brother Han, what's the matter with you looking for me this early in the morning?"

It was only then that Han Wenxin remembered why he came here, and quickly said, "Wang He and Wang Zhiping are both dead, and the death conditions are extremely cruel and terrifying. Even the officials who have served in the county government for decades shook their heads."

"Oh?"

An Jing showed a look of surprise, "Is this true?"

He had known for a long time that Wang Zhiping had been killed, and it was nothing more than a show at the moment.

"It's true."

Han Wenxin took a deep breath, then looked around, and said seriously: "I'll tell you a more frightening news, not only Wang He, but Wang Zhiping died, and all of his family were killed. Calculated carefully, they died in one day yesterday." There are 320 seven people."

"Do you know what this means? The Zhu Clan, you must have offended someone who shouldn't be offended."

"Is it so scary?" Zhao Qingmei leaned towards An Jing with a terrified expression.

It was clearly summer, but Han Wenxin felt the strong wind rushing towards his cuffs, and there was a fragmented sound.

"Ma'am, don't panic."

An Jing patted Zhao Qingmei's shoulder lightly, and said in a concentrated voice: "In this way, they have provoked a terrible person."

"Yes."

Han Wenxin nodded, and then said with a sneer: "The two uncles and nephews of the Wang family are doing evil and are arrogant and domineering. They think that they can rest easy with their backs on the Cao Gang. The little altar master is also a small person in the Cao Gang. Killing more than 200 people silently and without revealing their feet is enough to show the horror behind it, the Cao Gang will offend the forces behind it for Wang He and Wang Zhiping?"

An Jing raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Han, do you know who is behind this?"

"Brother An was joking, how do I know who is behind this?"

Han Wenxin shook his head, and vowed: "Early this morning, Xuanyiwei's gold-character arresters came to investigate the person behind this attack. I think even the gold-character arresters were dispatched, and the results of the investigation will be found soon. coming."

Xuanyiwei divides gold, silver, and copper three-character headhunters. These headhunters are the best headhunters selected by the entire Yan. Jinzi Catcher is a second-rank cultivation base, these are the superpowers on the surface, and it is said that there are also Yuzi Catcher and Xuanyiwei Chief Superintendent.

The specific An Jing is not very clear, but according to his estimation, Yuzi Catch the Head should be a second-rank cultivation base, or even higher.

After all, it is the power of the imperial court, and Xuanyiwei masters are forbidden to be included in the Jianghu list. The specific strength, ordinary people don't know its details.

Han Wenxin rubbed his hands together, and said: "This time the golden character catcher is here, I have to make good connections, maybe in a few years, I will have the opportunity to join Xuanyiwei and become the copper character catcher."

"Then I wish Brother Han a bright future." An Jing clasped his fists and smiled.

"Don't just talk, Brother An, you have to come up with practical and useful help."

"How to help?"