Zhui Ming never expected that the "little junior sister" she brought all the way in was actually a junior senior uncle. The senior brother she was talking about was neither ruthless nor iron hand, but his master Zhuge Shenhou.

So, he was tricked?

After Jiang Rong greeted Zhuge Shenhou, what he saw when he turned around was Zhui Ming's expression full of shock.

She winked at him, smiled like a little fox, and said, "I didn't lie to you, I did come to look for my senior brother, and my senior brother really lives in Shenhou Mansion."

Zhui Ming: "..." I can't even refute?

Just when he was speechless, Wuqing who was sitting on the wheelchair beside him suddenly spoke.

Looking at her ruthlessly, Bifang was even more puzzled: "If I remember correctly, Uncle Shi seems to have only one junior brother?"

"That happened before I became a teacher." Zhuge Shenhou immediately explained, "I thought that the four of us brothers and sisters would not accept disciples after the master taught me, but a few years ago, I received a letter from his old man , saying that she found an extremely talented little junior sister for us."

"Junior Junior Sister is young, and Master didn't want the people in Jiang Hu to know his current whereabouts, so he only told me and told me not to disclose it to others before Junior Junior Sister becomes an adult."

Hearing this, Jiang Rong stuck out his tongue in embarrassment: "I can barely get into his old man's eyes, and I can't compare to Third Senior Brother."

Although Zhuge Shenhou saw her for the first time, the correspondence with Wei Qingqing over the years can be regarded as indirectly witnessing the whole process of her growing from a child to a young girl. Now when she talks face to face, she doesn't feel unfamiliar at all, but is kind Familiar with.

Hearing that Jiang Rong was so self-effacing, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and said, "That's not what Master said."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the package behind her again, and asked her why she suddenly came out of the Valley of the Evil and came to Shangjing.

"But what happened?" Zhuge Shenhou remembered Wei Qingqing's instructions back then, "If so, just tell the third senior brother."

Jiang Rong said that there is indeed one thing.

"A few months ago, in order to celebrate my birthday, my brothers and the others held a banquet in the Valley of the Wicked. As a result, halfway through the banquet, an uninvited guest came and said that he just passed by and wanted to congratulate me." When she mentioned this, she Still couldn't help frowning, "Kunlun Mountain is far outside the pass, and ordinary people just pass by by chance, so I don't think it's quite right."

Zhuge Shenhou knew that she hadn't finished speaking, so he didn't speak, and waited quietly for her to continue.

She paused for a moment, clicked her tongue, and said, "The most important thing is that his identity is still very subtle."

"who is it?"

"Shentonghou, you should see it." Jiang Rong said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhui Ming blurted out what? !

Wuqing was more stable than him, but when he heard Fang Yingkan's name, he still opened his eyes slightly, showing a surprised expression: "Fang Yingkan?"

"How did Fang Yingkan go to Kunlun Mountain, and it happened to be your birthday?" Zhuge Shenhou frowned, "He entered Beijing last year as a Marquis, and became a celebrity in front of the Prime Minister, and even won the Emperor's favor. Like, when he leaves the capital, he probably won't just go out for fun."

Jiang Rong said that I thought so too, so I came here to tell the third senior brother about it.

Lord Zhuge: "Rong Rong has a heart."

She pursed her lips and shook her head: "It should."

Although the three masters and apprentices in the Shenhou Mansion felt that Fang Yingkan must have ulterior motives in visiting the Valley of the Wicked, but they had no way of knowing what the young master with the sharp spear and blood sword was planning to do.

Therefore, after chatting for a few words, Zhuge Shenhou said that this matter is not urgent, and it may not be useful for them to guess, so they might as well keep an eye on it and wait for it to change.

"Besides, Rongrong, you must have been tired all the way from the Valley of the Wicked to the capital." He said, "Go and have a good rest first, the most important thing is to recharge your spirits."

"I left early, so it's okay. Thank you, Third Senior Brother, for your concern." Jiang Rong smiled brightly.

Zhuge Shenhou: "That's the time to rest. I'll send someone to tidy up a yard for you, and let Wuqing take you there later, how about it?"

When he mentioned ruthlessness, Jiang Rong couldn't help but turn his head to look at him, and he happened to meet the young man's clear eyes.

The eyes of the two sides met in the air for a moment, and it was Wuqing who spoke first.

Ruthlessly called her "Little Martial Uncle".

Jiang Rong: "..." Should I reply Master Nephew?

As if he could guess what she was thinking, the next moment, Wuqing continued: "Young Master Uncle can call me Wuqing, that's what Uncle Shi usually calls me."

Jiang Rong nodded, showing his friendliness, and smiled at him before speaking.

"Okay, ruthless," she said.

After the two greeted each other, Zhui Ming at the side finally accepted the reality that the junior sister had changed into the senior uncle, and changed his words obediently.

He didn't hide his regret at all: "I was an uncle who took in a junior sister for us."

Zhuge Shenhou: "I plan to take another apprentice, and it's almost certain. In a few years, you will be able to meet him."

Zhui Ming immediately asked: "Is it a junior sister or a junior?"

Zhuge Shenhou asked back: "What do you think?"

With this tone, he is probably a junior, Zhuiming thought sadly.

Later, the servants of Shenhou Mansion came to report, saying that Jiang Rong's yard had been cleaned up, and she could go there to rest.

Ruthless: "I will lead the way for my little uncle."

Jiang Rong was no longer polite, and followed his wheelchair out of the main hall.

The Shenhou Mansion is very large, but it is not the kind of Dafa where rich and noble people are full of pavilions, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water.All the buildings and furnishings in Shenhou's Mansion were cold and rigid.

Even the courtyard Zhuge Shenhou arranged for Jiang Rong was black and white, with no simple decoration.

Fortunately, Jiang Rong didn't have any requirements for these things, and the place was simple, so she liked it even more.

After following Wuqing into the courtyard gate, she looked around and thanked very sincerely.

Wuqing immediately said no, and said: "If you need anything, please let me know. The next door is where I usually live."

Jiang Rong: "Hey, you live next door?"

He nodded, his expression didn't change, but his eyes were very gentle.

"Then I'm bored, but I can just come and play with you." She said, her eyes lit up, "By the way, is there any interesting place to go in the capital? I won't be leaving until the end of the month at least."

Ruthless didn't really do much research on these things, but since she asked, he tried his best to answer a few well-known scenic spots based on his impression.

As a result, she was not interested in those at all, and listened with interest.

Wuqing saw this, thought for a moment and said: "Why don't I ask the third junior brother on behalf of the junior uncle? He has traveled all over the world for many years, so he should know better."

Jiang Rong: "Then I'll ask him myself! I won't bother you."

This time he smiled, with a shallow arc, and said, "It's not troublesome."

……

Early the next morning, Jiang Rong got up as before and practiced halberd for an hour. After the sun had completely risen, he put it away on the stone table in the courtyard.

After a while, there was a knock on the door that was neither light nor heavy and just right outside the courtyard.

Jiang Rong was going to recomb his hair, but he took off the hairband and bit it into his mouth. When he heard the sound, he went to open the door in three steps.

Outside the door were her two nephews, they were all taken aback when they saw that she was still holding her hair behind her head with one hand.

She smoothed her hair quickly, took out the hair tie and untied it skillfully, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll tie my hair first."

In fact, when she finished this sentence, she had almost finished tying the knot, and only had to tidy up the ends of her hair.

The whole process ended too quickly, and Zhui Ming, who was still stuck at the door, was stunned. After all, in Zhui Ming's knowledge, combing hair is a very troublesome thing for a woman, how could it be as fast as her.

He really deserves to be a little uncle, thinking about his life.

Compared to him, Wuqing didn't seem too surprised.

Wuqing waited silently until Jiang Rong tied up her beautiful long hair, then raised her eyes and said, "Last night, my junior uncle asked about interesting places in the capital, but I couldn't answer, so I went to ask my third junior brother."

"Third Junior Brother said that he can go out with Junior Martial Uncle to visit the capital. I wonder what Junior Martial Uncle would like?"

Zhui Ming returned to his senses and nodded, and promised with a playful smile: "Don't worry, little uncle, there is no place in Bianjing that I, Cui Lue, am not familiar with!"

The two nephews were so enthusiastic, Jiang Rong couldn't refuse.

She nodded: "Then I'll pack up and let's go."

Even though he had seen the speed at which she tied her hair, Zhui Ming still took it for granted when he heard the phrase tidy up, that this little uncle had to do some serious grooming before leaving.

So as soon as Jiang Rong entered the room, he leaned against the courtyard wall, picked up the gourd and drank the wine by himself.

In the end, within half a quarter of an hour, Jiang Rong opened the door and came out.

"Okay, let's go!" she said.

"You, have you cleaned up?" He asked while sipping his wine.

"Yeah, how long will it take to wash your face?" Jiang Rong didn't care, stretched out his hand to put the halberd on his back, and finally tilted his head towards him, as if asking him: Don't you want to go?

The girl is naturally beautiful and has an outstanding temperament. Even without makeup, she is enough to attract people's minds.

No, it should be said that it was precisely because she didn't wear any makeup that made her face look white and flawless, and every part of her face was full of agility that red makeup couldn't bring out.

Zhuiming leaned against the wall, turned his head for a while, then opened his eyes subconsciously, and said in a serious tone: "Since the little uncle has finished packing, let's go."

The two passed through half of the Shenhou Mansion, and when they were near the gate, they bumped into a group of people carrying sedan chairs.

The sedan chair was tightly covered, and when the person who carried the sedan chair entered the door, he couldn't be more careful in his movements, as if he was afraid of maddening the person in the sedan chair.

Jiang Rong took a glance and guessed that this was Zhuge Shenhou's guest.

She casually asked Zhui Ming, who chose to sideways to avoid actively: "Is that—?"

Zhui Ming: "That's the sedan chair of the owner of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower, Su. He should have come here to discuss something with Uncle Shi."

Jiang Rong exclaimed slightly: "Wow, the red sleeve sword Su Mengzhen?"

Zhui Ming nodded: "Exactly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sedan chair that had just passed through the main entrance suddenly stopped.

The next moment, those sedan chair bearers turned around and faced them, and the person sitting in the sedan chair also stretched out his hand and lifted a corner of the sedan chair curtain, revealing a pale but handsome face.

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