Brother, this showman

The wound on Ye Wenqing's back was nothing serious, ordinary flesh wounds, the most painful one was Lu Yan who cleaned his wounds.

The densely packed stones have been mixed with blood stains and solidified on them. You have to wipe them one by one with a wet towel, and finally use tweezers to carefully pinch the stones out.

Yes, be very, very careful, but Ye Wenqing will talk about it for a long time if it is serious.

"Huh!" Lu Yan put down the tweezers, blinked his sour eyes, raised his sleeves to wipe away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, and exhaled deeply, "Ancestor, it's over."

Ye Wenqing lay lazily wrapped in a brocade quilt, raised his eyelids to look at the tired-looking Lu Yan, and patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you, junior."

"Get out." Lu Yan opened Ye Wenqing's hand, "It doesn't matter if it's big or small, call me Uncle."

"Okay, you call my father, if he recognizes you as his cousin, I will recognize you as my uncle." Ye Wenqing said.

"You don't even know where your parents are, and you expect me to find them for you?" Lu Yan squinted at him, "Just dream."

"I didn't think about looking for them." Ye Wenqing smiled. "These two immortal couples have gone somewhere to live in seclusion. Why are they looking for them? I guess they have forgotten that they have a son."

"Indeed." Lu Yan agreed, "After all, they also said that you were an accident, otherwise why would you have been sent directly to Yanran Terrace after your full moon?"

Ye Wenqing smiled without saying a word. In the entire Yanrantai, everyone knew about his life experience.I once complained about my parents' ruthlessness.Thinking about it later, the couple are so affectionate and love each other like glue, so if he catches up to join in the fun, maybe it can only be an annoyance.

What's more, he had a good life in Yanrantai, so he gradually felt relieved that the master treated him very well, um... Mr. Wen is also fine, as long as he doesn't punish him for copying the discipleship.But this seems unrealistic, after all, it has been copied for more than ten years.

Lu Yan stood up and stretched, lowered his head to smooth out the wrinkles on his clothes, and sighed: "I picked stones for you all day, and I don't even want to see the stars at night."

"It's okay." Ye Wenqing waved his hand, propped his chin with one hand, and smiled, "I'll just let you appreciate my dignity, don't worry, I won't charge you."

Lu Yan: "..."

Lu Yan turned around and shook off the wet cloth hanging on the wooden frame beside him, threw it on Ye Wenqing's face, and said with a sneer, "Cherish the opportunity to speak more when you still have your life, don't be so dead At the end of the day, I can't even say a decent word, and I can't explain a last word."

"Huh?" Ye Wenqing grabbed the wet cloth off his face, "I said your mouth is bad enough, Junior Brother Lu Yan, I'm a wounded patient now, you bully the wounded patient like this, can you have a good conscience?"

"Okay." Lu Yan rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, Ye Wenqing's mouth was like a firecracker, and he couldn't stop once he opened his mouth.

"Do you want to get Feng Lianchen out of Huamanting?" Lu Yan brought the topic back to Feng Lianchen.

"Of course." Ye Wenqing affirmed, "It's just that it's a little difficult to get people out of Huamanting."

"Then have you talked to him about it?" Lu Yan asked.

Ye Wenqing thought about it for a while, then shook her head: "No."

Lu Yan: "...Then how did he get into Huamanting? Can I ask?"

"That's what I asked." Ye Wenqing said, paused for a moment, and then spoke slowly under Lu Yan's curious gaze, "He said he went there voluntarily, and the purpose was to cultivate."

Lu Yan: "..."

Did he take you for a fool, or did you take me for a fool?

Ye Wenqing glanced at Lu Yan's "You treat me like a fool" expression, and sighed, "He really responded like that to me. After all, it's immoral to bully a fool, and I won't do it."

Lu Yan wanted to vomit blood, wishing he could cut Ye Wenqing off.But the good qualities he had developed over the years made him hold back, but his chest was very tight, and he might not be able to control it if he stayed any longer.

Lu Yan turned around, stopped looking at Ye Wenqing, and strode out.

"Hey, wait." Ye Wenqing called to stop him.

"Why do you call your uncle?" Lu Yan asked angrily.

"I just suddenly remembered, is Mr. Wen responsible for Hua Manting?" Ye Wenqing asked.

"Yes." A trace of schadenfreude gloated in Lu Yan's eyes.

"Uh..." Ye Wenqing paused, scratched his hair irritably, and looked at Lu Yan expectantly.

"No time!" Lu Yan righteously rejected Ye Wenqing's unspoken words.

"In case I am thrown out of Qiongyu Courtyard by Mr. Wen, don't you have someone to take care of me?" Ye Wenqing chuckled, "Even if it's just a joke."

"No!" Lu Yan's attitude was very firm, "I will take my juniors to morning class tomorrow."

Ye Wenqing: "It's okay, I'll wait for you to finish your morning class."

Lu Yan: "After morning class, I have to go to Zangshuge to organize books."

Ye Wenqing: "It's okay, then I..."

Lu Yan: "No, I'm not free, I'm busy, go by myself."

Ye Wenqing: "..."

Ye Wenqing stared at Lu Yan for a while, then grabbed the wet cloth at hand and threw it on him, snorting coldly, "Get out."

With a flash, Lu Yan bent down to pick up the wet cloth on the ground and put it back on the wooden stand: "Have a good rest."

After finishing speaking, he slipped away like the wind on the soles of his feet, humming a cheerful little song.

Waiting for the day to tie up Lu Yan and give him a good beating.

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Wenqing was disturbed by the chirping birds on the branches, squinting his eyes, scratching at the head of the bed, not knowing what he touched, and throwing it directly to the window.

With a bang, the frightened bird on the branch flapped its wings and left, not even feeling sorry for a beautiful feather that fell off its wing.

Ye Wenqing turned around in a daze, intending to continue sleeping, but suddenly opened his eyes, sat up immediately, picked up the underwear attached to his back, and exhaled lightly, he was really sleepy.

The drowsiness was so frightened by the pain that it slipped out of the sky.

Ye Wenqing sighed helplessly and stood up.

Ye Wenqing felt a headache at the thought of going to Qiongyu Academy. Mr. Wen is about to turn [-], so his temper should calm down a bit, right?

After washing up, Ye Wenqing first went to the kitchen to order a pack of freshly fried dried yellow croakers.

Looking at the fried golden and crispy dried yellow croaker, Ye Wenqing couldn't hold back for a while, so he twisted one and put it in his mouth, eating it while walking.

Just as he walked to the gate of Qiongyu Courtyard, a raccoon cat suddenly jumped out from the rockery beside it, ran to Ye Wenqing's feet with a "meow", and stared at him with bright eyes. More precisely, it should be The dried yellow croaker in his hand.

Ye Wenqing was startled, and quickly stepped back a few steps, lowered his head to look at the cat, and instinctively looked at its tail. It wasn't the bald appearance in his memory, and he was a little puzzled for a while.

"This is Xiaomei's child, and it's called Xiaocuti." An old voice sounded beside his ears, "Xiaomei passed away three years ago."

Ye Wenqing: "..."

It's really random to get this name. After all, he is also a generation of Confucianism, which is really puzzling.

However, Ye Wenqing didn't have much time to complain about its name, after all, its owner was behind him.

Ye Wenqing adjusted his facial expression, and a bright smile appeared on his lips: "Mr. Wen."

Wen Yu bent down and picked up the little cutie who had been circling around Ye Wenqing's feet, hugged it tenderly, and said, "You still want to come to my Qiong Yu Court?"

Ye Wenqing chuckled, and hurriedly squeezed a piece of dried fish and handed it to the little cutie: "Here, I'll bring you something special."

Wen Yu didn't stop her, and looked at Ye Wenqing coldly: "This is Xiaomei's favorite."

Ye Wenqing paused, and touched his nose in embarrassment: "That, Mr. Wen."

"Okay." Wen Yu turned around and walked in with the cutie in her arms, "Let's talk when we come in."

Ye Wenqing had just walked a few steps before stopping again, looking at Wenyu's back with a complicated expression.

"Don't worry, I lost that ruler a long time ago." Wen Yu's head seemed to have eyes in her back, and she could see Ye Wenqing's thoughts clearly.

Only then did Ye Wenqing heave a sigh of relief, and strode up to follow.

Wen Yu is the existence that makes every disciple of Yanrantai change his face and become frightened when he hears about it.For many years, he has been in charge of education and discipline affairs, and I don't know how many people's palms he has beaten with a ruler.Of course, Ye Wen was excluded, because besides the palm, he had also been hit by the ruler countless times.

"Why are you looking for me?" Wen Yu flicked her wide cuffs, and sat down on the stone bench with the cutie in her arms.

The little cutie was holding the dried yellow croaker in its two front paws and biting it with relish. Ye Wenqing was greedy watching it, and was about to pick up another one from his hand to taste it, when he heard a light cough as soon as he moved.

Ye Wenqing immediately withdrew his hand and offered the dried fish with both hands: "It's all for the cutie."

Wen Yu looked up at him, silently moved the dried fish to her side, pinched one again and sent it to the little cutie's mouth, softening her always serious face.

In fact, aside from the severe shackles that everyone fixed on Wenyu, Wenyu is a down-to-earth handsome man. The years have not left too many marks on his face, and his temperament is as elegant as bamboo.Obviously he should be a gentle and gentle gentleman, but in fact he is a sturdy man who can chase students all over the yard without breathing.

"I want to pick someone up from Huamanting." Ye Wenqing calmed down his thoughts and directly explained the purpose of his visit.

"Pick up?" Wen Yu frowned slightly, "Hua Manting doesn't come out just by saying it."

"This disciple understands." Ye Wenqing said, "It's just that this person didn't enter because of a mistake."

Wen Yu paused for a moment, and his eyes changed slightly: "You mean Feng Lianchen?"

Ye Wenqing froze for a moment, then nodded: "Exactly."

"Pick him up if you want." Wen Yu said.

Ye Wenqing's eyes widened in disbelief, it's that simple?He also prepared a lot of words without saying it!

"What?" Wen Yu glanced at him, and fumbled into the sleeve with one hand.

Ye Wenqing was so frightened that he immediately stood up, stepped back quickly, and his Adam's apple moved slightly: "Sir, I have something to say, something to say."

Wen Yu paused, looked at Ye Wenqing inexplicably, then took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve, and wiped the oily hair of the little cutie with familiarity.

Ye Wenqing's hanging heart immediately returned to his stomach, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"How old are you, and you still expect me to beat you? You would rather be beaten than run away." Wen Yu sneered.

"Back then, your master brought Feng Lianchen to me and said that the child voluntarily went to Huamanting. This kid was also stubborn, and he was determined to go there. There was no other way, so I let him go. Since you are If you want to take him away, then take him away, it should have been taken away long ago."

"Thank you sir." Ye Wenqing cupped his hands.

"Okay, let's go if you have nothing to do, I get a headache when I see you." Wen Yu began to order to evict the guest.

Ye Wenqing left Qiongyu courtyard in a hurry, and went to Huamanting without stopping.