Honghuang demolition team

Xiushui Lingshan hidden sword sect, regardless of the rivers and lakes cast Qingfeng.

Xiaoyao is like a gentleman, and a pot of warm wine is sent to the sky.

Since the establishment of the Cangjian Villa by the West Lake, famous heroes have emerged in large numbers. Although it is only the second generation in the hands of the current owner Ye Ying, the name of Cangjian has been known to everyone in the world.

Of course, such a large villa is not supported only by the appearance of the owner of the villa. Although the face of the owner of the villa has a great influence on the sales of hidden sword weapons, the quality of the weapon is the most important thing. It is the famous sword conference held every ten years in Hidden Sword Villa.

After so many years of operation, the Zangjian Ye family has become one of the four great families of Jianghu together with the Tang family in the middle of Shu, the Badao Liu family, and the Changge Yang family. It is not just talk.

Ye Yang was bored in the room for half a month, and even the little golden crows performed acrobatics for him, but he couldn't arouse his interest. When Pei Yuan was invited to check his injuries again, what he saw was surrounded by the little groups The listless big dumpling.

"Doctor Pei, can I go out today?" The poor young man poked his head out, pointed at the wound that was not easy to open and pouted, "The wound is really healed."

Pei Yuan held back his smile, and after checking the wound, he said slowly, "Be careful not to make any big moves, and don't touch the sword. As long as the wound doesn't open, it's not impossible to go out."

"Thank you, Dr. Pei!" Young Master Ye immediately regained his energy, and asked the little golden crows to wait outside, getting up from the bed and going out to breathe, "If Dr. Pei needs a weapon, come to me directly, and I will give you a [-]% discount ~"

Pei Yuan packed up the medicine box dumbfounded, looked at the young man who was finally allowed to go out, and teased, "Young master, the second owner of your family said it was [-]% off, why is it even more expensive here?"

"Twenty percent off?" Ye Yang turned around, looked at the gentle and jade-like Xinglin Yimai Senior Brother in disbelief, patted his head and sighed, "My God, am I already that high in Master's heart? "

"Master is only one of your apprentices. If you don't love me, who do you love?" Village Master Ye Er, who came in from the outside, looked at the little apprentice who was about to go out, and leaned against the door frame and said quietly, "I'll call Doctor Pei for him. The consultation fee will be deducted from your pocket money."

Ye Yang was dumbfounded on the spot, seeing their master who was ruthlessly asking for money and not apprentices, he couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't find his coat, so he threw himself into a bear hug and started making a fuss, "Don't deduct my pocket money——"

He is still a child and can make trouble if he wants, but he is not allowed to deduct pocket money anyway.

Is it easy for him to work hard to earn some money?Do you still have the heart to buckle it if you say it?

Ye Hui half embraced the fussy little apprentice, carefully avoided the wound, pulled out his arm, knocked on his forehead and smiled apologetically at Pei Yuan, "I'm sorry, Doctor Pei."

Pei Yuan carried the medicine box on his back, and looked at the noisy master and apprentice with a slight smile, no matter where the money came from, it would eventually fall into his hands.

The gentle young man with wide sleeves and long breasts smiles like a spring breeze, as if the ink beauty in the painting has stepped out of the paper. Ye Yang is not in the mood to appreciate the beauty at the moment, he only knows that he left with the beauty, And the pocket money I have saved for many years.

Doctors in Wanhua Valley are not cheap. Disciples of the King of Medicine add a layer to the basic consultation fee, and disciples of Xinglin lineage have more than a little more. Alive?

Ye Yang watched Pei Yuan walk away, tears in his eyes, and he couldn't let go of their master, he was still a kid, he couldn't live without pocket money!

The little golden crows who had been waiting in the yard for a long time tilted their heads and looked at the noisy people in their family. They huddled together and didn't understand what was so noisy. They were just paying the doctor for the treatment. As for such a big reaction?

They stayed in the room to accompany Eleven most of the time, but they were not ignorant of the outside world. Hidden Sword Villa is now the number one weapon manufacturer in Datang, very rich, very rich, very rich, how could it be Can't afford the consultation fee?

It's really not good, they also carry a lot of treasures... er... It seems that they can't take out anything except swords...

Ye Hui let his little apprentice clung to him like an octopus, took his coat and walked out, and by the way, he called out to the little groups in the yard, "Stop making trouble, I'll take you to meet your love interest today." .”

Ye Yang let go of him in an instant, put on his clothes obediently, and then looked at their master expectantly. He was bored in the room for more than half a month, but Kong Xuan couldn't find any chance to sneak over, nor did he Know what the owners of the villa did to him.

Poor silly peacock, you can't let them bully you like this.

Master Ye Er was so angry at the little apprentice's reaction, the most important thing was paying the pocket money just now, but now he didn't even want the pocket money because of that stinky boy. The monthly allowance has all gone up.

Young Master Ye was worried about their silly peacock, and asked the little golden crows to find places to come to him, and looked at their master pitifully with the little dumpling all over, "Master, father, you didn't bully Kong Xuan, did you?"

"Of course not. Is master that kind of person?" Ye Hui replied solemnly, leading his apprentice directly towards the sword furnace, "Master let him know how difficult it is to earn money, your uncle let him see How difficult it is to forge a sword, isn't that too much?"

Ye Yang pinched the little dumpling in his arms, always feeling that there was something in their master's words, "Although, there seems to be something wrong."

"There is nothing wrong, Master is doing it for your own good." Ye Hui raised his hand to pat his little apprentice on the shoulder, but he put his hand down when he saw the two little balls huddled together, "Ye Yang, Ye Yang, When will you grow up?"

If it goes on like this, he won't even be ruthless enough to teach his disciples a lesson. Only grown-up disciples can work with him and contribute to Hidden Sword Villa.

"Maybe I will grow up in two years." Ye Yang himself is not sure, since he can't cultivate here, is there a way to grow up if he doesn't have enough spiritual power?

Master Ye Er sighed and shook his head to express that he didn't want to talk to this young apprentice for the time being.

God knows how he survived the most mischievous period of this brat, and if it happens again, only the eldest brother can control him.

In the sword furnace, Ye Meng stood beside Kong Xuan, flicked the thin light sword in his hand and said, "The quality of the weapons in my hidden sword villa is among the best in the Tang Dynasty. It’s a gap, but the weapons produced by Cangjian can be used for a lifetime, and can even be passed down to family members, but even so, the weapons in Cangjian Villa are still in short supply, do you know why?”

Kong Xuan frowned and thought about it, remembering what their young master had said about the Cangjian Villa before, so he replied seriously, "It's because of the existence of the great owner of Cangjian."

Ye Meng paused, and the sword in his hand didn't look so good anymore, "Who told you that?"

Kong Xuan remained silent.

Ye Meng: ...

It's that brat Ye Yang who turned his elbow outward again!

As soon as Ye Yang came in, he heard their fourth uncle scolding him. He greeted Kong Xuan with a smile, and then looked at Ye Meng with crooked eyebrows, "Fourth uncle, do you have any opinions on what I told Kong Xuan?"

Owner Ye Si ground his teeth, looked at the young man with threatening eyes and snorted aggrievedly, and said through gritted teeth, "Well said! No objections!"

Ye Yang smiled even more happily, the young master's pocket money can't be kept, don't even think about getting all of yours.

Is it just not enough for Master, and not just for those of you who receive pocket money?

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