Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

The middle-aged man sat by the window and waved to Ye Jingyu.

"here."

Ye Jingyu walked over quickly, unfolded his robe, and sat down opposite him.

"I kept you waiting for a long time, senior."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "The fact that the young master can accept that little beggar shows that he has a kind heart. I will wait for you for a while, so what's the big deal?"

He picked up the wine flask, poured a glass of wine for Ye Jingyu himself, and placed it in front of him.

Ye Jingyu held up the wine glass with both hands to show respect, and said humbly: "Senior, you're too polite. It's our duty to draw out a sword to help when there is injustice. Although one person cannot eliminate the injustice in the world, if we encounter it, we will naturally do our part. "

The middle-aged man's eyes showed appreciation.

"Well said, for the young master, this sentence should be made clear."

He raised his glass and drank it with his head raised, his expression quite bold.

Ye Jingyu followed closely behind and drank all the wine in the glass.

The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing.

"Young master, you are really happy. I will pour you another glass."

"Thank you, senior."

Ye Jingyu lowered his glass and clinked it with the middle-aged man to show respect for the elder.

The two drank five glasses of wine in succession, and neither of them changed their expressions.

Meeting a rival over wine is one of the great pleasures in life.

The middle-aged man laughed again and said: "It seems that today is really an auspicious day for He to meet such a young and handsome man again. How do you call the unknown master?"

The emperor's name was not a secret, so it would only cause more trouble, so Ye Jingyu made up a pseudonym.

"My Majesty, Yin Yu, has met Senior He. Senior He has great martial arts skills. I think he has reached the state of returning to his original nature and must be the overlord of his party. However, I don't know which famous mountain sect senior comes from. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely climb the mountain to pay my respects."

He Yuan chuckled and said: "I am not from a famous family, nor am I an overlord. I am just a commoner. I am afraid I will disappoint you."

The reputation of Misty Silver City is so great that if he announces his name here, all the martial arts people in the room will run away.

It was rare for He Yuan to meet a junior whom he admired so much, so he naturally didn't want to scare him away.

Ye Jingyu suddenly knew that he didn't want to reveal his identity. Since everyone was hiding something, it was fair.

"As a common people, you can stand up without fear of power. Your senior is truly worthy of respect. I would like to pay my respects to my senior for this cup."

Their glasses clinked together and they drank again.

He Yuan did not use his inner strength to force out the smell of alcohol. His face was slightly rosy. He looked at Ye Jingyu and asked: "From the accent of the young master, he shouldn't be a local. Are you here to visit relatives or just for fun?"

Ye Jingyu smiled slightly and said, "It's just a visit to relatives. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay for many days before I go back to Beijing."

"It turns out that the young master is from the capital, no wonder he has extraordinary charm."

"Senior, thank you very much. If you have some free time, you can go to the capital for a walk. I, the junior, will do your best to be a landlord."

He Yuan smiled and said: "Okay, if I have the chance, I will definitely go and visit."

The two chatted some more, and He Yuan felt more and more that the young master in front of him was elegant in conversation, knowledgeable, handsome, and equally good in martial arts.

I don't know whose girl can accompany such a handsome man, but it's a pity that he only has a useless son. If he has a daughter, he can be married off.

Ye Jingyu also felt that He Yuan was extraordinary and definitely not as simple as ordinary people.

He has a bold temperament and a broad vision. In his movements, he has the elegance of a scholar and the freedom of a warrior. There are really not many such people in the world.

The two of them seemed to have been friends for many years, and they both had a feeling of sympathy for each other. However, the sky was already dark, and Yin Qingxuan was worried about him. Ye Jingyu had to clasp his fists and said: "The junior and the senior hit it off immediately, but there is a good wife in the family, so she will be impatient to wait." , it’s time to say goodbye.”

He Yuan nodded. He had been out for almost a day and it was indeed time to go back.

"Then I won't stay any longer. We will meet again if we are destined."

"Definitely, then this junior will take the first step."

Ye Jingyu bowed, walked down the stairs quickly, took out a piece of silver and threw it to the waiter, saying urgently: "There is no need to look for the rest."

Before he finished speaking, the person was gone.

On the other side, Yin Qingxuan had finished cleaning up the small courtyard and got another bucket of spiritual spring water for the little beggar to clean himself.

She saw the note that Bai Xue brought back, and also learned from the beggar how Ye Jingyu saved him.

Seeing that he speaks clearly and clearly, and understands a lot of things, with a rather bookish air, I feel puzzled and a little fond of him.

In the huge capital, it is not difficult to arrange for a child. Anyway, I have a lot of points in my space, so bringing him is just an extra pair of dishes and chopsticks.

After a while, the little beggar walked out of the room. He was wearing a Wei-Jin style robe that Yin Qingxuan exchanged from space. His slightly damp hair was combed into a bun, revealing his original delicate appearance.

"Thank you, mistress, for the clothes."

The little beggar knelt down and thanked him.

He was just an ordinary person. He didn't notice anything strange about the spiritual spring water. He just felt that he was very dirty. He washed all the water in the bucket until it was as black as ink. It took a lot of effort to pour it all out, for fear of being dirty. The eyes of the mistress.

Looking at that handsome little face, Yin Qingxuan nodded secretly. The child behaved politely, and he must have read a book, so he said: "Get up, what is your name? Where is your home, and where have your parents gone? "

The little beggar never dared to look at Yin Qingxuan's face. He knelt on the ground respectfully and said in a prostrate manner: "My surname is Cheng, and my name is Fenglou. My family is in a small town near Beihai. My ancestors once lived in Beijing." After becoming an official, he was ostracized by people in the court, and returned to his hometown due to illness. From then on, he made a living by fishing. Later, the Dongliu people invaded Beihai, and both the villain's parents died, leaving him alone and unable to sail the boat. To fish, you have to live in another country.”

Speaking of sadness, Cheng Fenglou's eyes turned red and he held back tears so that he could not cry out.

"So your family lives in Beihai, no wonder."

Thinking of the cruelty of the Dongliu people, Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but feel a little pity, and immediately stretched out her hands to help Cheng Fenglou up.

"Have you read any books?"

Cheng Fenglou quietly wiped his tears and nodded: "Although our ancestors left the court, they have never forgotten the teachings of the saints. They have told the villain since he was a child that only by studying can one serve the country. The villain dare not go against the teachings of the ancestors, as long as he can find an opportunity. ”

Thinking of his treasured book, Cheng Fenglou not only felt sad, but also shed tears.

Yin Qingxuan hated to see others cry, so she quickly said softly: "Don't cry anymore. With your young master, you can read all the books you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone chuckled and said, "That's right. As long as your mistress agrees, you can do whatever you want."