After the Master's reinstatement

chapter 17 Brothers and Friends Christine

At first, Yu Yan thought it was an illusion——

No, it's not an illusion, even in the dream, I'm definitely not the one who needs to be saved.

He opened his eyes wide, but in the thick smoke that covered the sky and the sun, someone really rushed in.

Yu Yan's eyelids twitched, and he stopped immediately.While the sparks were crackling, Shang Yingqiu also saw him.

In the blink of an eye, the young man had already come to him, hugged him into his arms without any explanation, and took out a wet handkerchief for him to cover his nose first.

"It's okay, brother will take you out right away."

The reason why Su Er built the secret road here is also because there are few people coming and going here-this is a study room, rather a library is more suitable. It has stored all kinds of books and records of the Wulin League for decades. Rows of bookshelves are connected in columns, and now they are connected into a wall of fire.

Crackling, a whole burning beam smashed to the ground, passing Shang Yingqiu.

At this time, there is no need for light work, but forcibly rushing. The young man covered the child's face with one hand and walked sideways through the fire wall. His chin rested on the top of the child's head. From such a short distance, Yu Yan could naturally smell the burning clothes, flesh and blood. Burned breath.

His chest stagnates, and he can't help but look up.

The young man's jaw is as firm as before, and the fiery fire is reflected in the cold pupils of the past, fearless, as if it is not the fire that spreads over his arms.

Yu Yan's right hand couldn't help but tugged on the skirt in front of him, and his whole body ached, of course it wasn't because of fear.

It's just weird, it's such a weird feeling to be saved.

...Even if it's acting, it's too much, too much.

People who are all leaders, why bother to do it themselves, just invite a disciple to come in, now it is not the battlefield that needs to take the lead to show morale.

Injury, saving people, and killing people are all familiar to Yu Yan, but it is really the first time to be cared for by someone like jewels and treasures.

He forced himself to let go of the skirts of the youth, and walked from purgatory to the world in just a few steps.

The fire outside was almost completely extinguished. The schoolchildren who escaped earlier were placed in the living room to rest. The doctor checked the pulse one by one. They didn't inhale the smoke, but they were frightened. They drank the sedative. good.

In the moonlight, the hall masters reported the finishing touches and left with the doctor.

Only then did Yu Yan walk to the bedside. The young man's burns were mainly concentrated on his arms and back, and he applied a secret plaster. According to the doctor's instructions, he should not get wet, and he had to change the dressing every day until the scabs formed.

"Mu Chun, why don't you go to rest?"

Shang Yingqiu saw that his feet were bare and his clothes were thin despite repeated admonitions, so he got up and went to the inner room to get overshoes, socks and a cotton coat.

"How many times have I said, the cold enters from the feet, and I put it on myself."

Yu Yan's face was so tense that it was almost dry, and he threw the socks on the ground if he didn't wear them.

Coming out of the fire, he felt uncomfortable as if he was sick.

He doesn't like to owe favors, now that the injury on the young man's hand is not serious, but it still makes him feel like a creditor is chasing the door with the IOU, and the drums and gongs are loudly proclaiming to the whole world that he owes him.

Obviously don't need it, just mind your own business.

The little milk dog in the room toddled, stumbled across the small courtyard, and came to the bed.Given its size, it would definitely not be able to reach the edge of the bed, so it raised its head pitifully at Shang Yingqiu.

Yu Yan was restless and not prone to seizures, so he picked up the dog.

"...Aww?"

It was the first time for this little thing to be treated in the embrace of the little master, and he couldn't believe it, and just lay there motionless.

"Your injury—"

Yu Yan couldn't say thank you, and his voice was as hard as iron, it sounded like he was scolding the other party for wasting his energy.

"Why did you come to save me? I...my father treated you badly back then."

He was telling the truth, among the group of disciples he accepted, although he didn't care too much, he still had ten fingers with different lengths, so he didn't care, and Shang Yingqiu was the least conspicuous one.

It's not that the talents are not eye-catching.

At that time, the elders who came to teach the disciples the basic exercises were the most optimistic about him, saying that this son is very talented, and what is rare is that he is down-to-earth and able to calm down.

Yu Yan had listened to it at the time, but he still didn't pay attention.

No matter how talented he is, this kid never joins in the fun.Every time he went to Qifeng Hall, even though the other disciples were terrified of him in their hearts, they would be overjoyed on the surface and tried every means to get his attention.

Yu Yan likes this kind of excitement, like looking at the koi carp raised in the pond, they will gather around when they sprinkle some trash, making it lively and pleasing to the eye.

Only Shang Yingqiu did not, he always stood the furthest away, waiting, watching and listening between people.

With such a personality, it is inevitable that he will be branded as ignorant of flattery, and he cannot be blamed for his lack of vision.

But Shang Yingqiu asked him back: "How do you know he treats me badly?"

"...he drove you to another palace."

The young man stated the facts in a normal tone: "After half a year, he dismissed all the outer disciples."

It's... it's true.

"I beat my senior brother first. According to the palace rules, the master's punishment is completely reasonable and without favoritism. If he treats me badly, he can definitely punish me more severely."

No, I misunderstood, and I didn't make it worse, I just didn't care enough.

However, Yu Yan began to be a little curious about why Shang Yingqiu fought back then.

"It's just a dispute of words." Naturally, Shang Yingqiu would not elaborate.

Yu Yan was stunned, what?

People like Shang Yingqiu who are indifferent to everything, who can go to Shaolin Temple to become a monk anytime and anywhere, can still argue with people?

But after these words, he felt that the injury on the young man was not so obtrusive.

"The medicine you applied is not the best, and the material used is not good enough. My—my father's, there is a kind of ointment. If you rub it for ten days in a row, even the scars from the mother's womb can be removed."

He told the young man very seriously that this plaster is a pot of gold, and if there is a scar, there is no need to worry.

"In the future, I...cough, let him reward you with a bottle."

Shang Yingqiu probably thought he was a child talking big words, cooperation was the top priority, he smiled slightly with soft eyes.

"Okay, then please Mu Chun to say something nice for me."

The school was burned down, and the teacher who taught on weekdays was busy cleaning up the affairs behind Su Er, so he had no time to teach. The students stopped classes for a few days and went to visit Master Chen outside the mansion.

The wife who was injured that day lived in the south of the city. He was an old scholar who had failed many trials. He taught calligraphy and painting in the Wulin League for many years. Has anyone got anxious and yelled loudly.

Probably the most outrageous thing I have ever done in my life is to stand in front of the students beyond my control.

To be honest, Yu Yan thinks that it is not a wise decision for him to stand up, it is useless, and he is asking for trouble, and it will not change the situation in any way.

At his age, seeing a lot of people begging for mercy and acting obediently for his own life and death, that is in line with human nature... But at that time, when he saw Master's ignorant behavior, Yu Yan admitted.

I have a little, very short-lived emotion.

Although it doesn't work for the situation, it seems to be necessary for every school child behind.

Maybe the reason why people are human is that sometimes they know what they can't do.

Beside the bed, the little devils were tearing up and down beside the bed, talking to each other, vying for the opportunity to talk to the master, chirping so lively.

Yu Yan stood on the far side, feeling physically and mentally exhausted just listening, suffocating internal organs, so he had to interrupt at the right time, thinking that if they continued to cry, the already unstable roof would be shaken down.

Before we go, we have to talk about business.

The master was half lying on the bed, angrily commenting on the homework he assigned last time one by one.

Mr. Hua's handwriting is like a person, there is no difference between the first word and the last word, and they are all equally serious and correct, which is worthy of praise.Erhu's biggest problem is improper handling of the pen, holding it too low and too tightly, and the writing is messy; Yu Yan's temper is relatively impatient, so the constant rotation is too heavy, and the force of pressing down is too strong. Practicing calligraphy cultivates the heart and also cultivates the character. Only by stabilizing the mind can one be able to stabilize the calligraphy.

Yu Yan: "..."

The master finished the comments one by one, and said that when he was away, although the class was suspended, the calligraphy to be practiced still could not be left behind. He would send his servants to collect the homework in the league every day, and return the comments back the next day.

Mr. Hua was sincere: "Master, you are sick, so don't be tired."

"Ahem, cough, it's okay. Fortunately, I prepared the new copybook three days ago. Come on, you all take it back."

The Xiaozhuan posts prepared for school children this time have simple lines and simple strokes, which are more suitable for enlightenment than the previous ones.

Want to be lazy, want to play in the sun for three days and fish for two days?

It is absolutely impossible for Mr. Chen, who has been coaching for 30 years, to happen.

All students: "..."

Yu Yan took it with both hands, with complicated emotions: "..."

Where did you find the wives in this alliance? It's too much to worry about!

**

The carriage stopped slowly at the gate of the lord's mansion.

The schoolboys were short and had to be carried out of the car by the guards one by one. Yu Yan endured it, opened his arms, and had no choice but to join forces.

After getting out of the car, the guard led him to the gazebo and said that the leader was waiting for him.

The pavilion in the center of the lake is built by the water and connected by a stone arch bridge. There are two people sitting in the pavilion. The young man who sits facing Shang Yingqiu is wearing a vermilion official uniform and his back is straight. Anyone who walks the river and lake will know that there are six leaves. door sign.

Hearing his voice before seeing him, that young man seems to have a good relationship with Shang Yingqiu, and he can hear the other party's hearty laughter from a long distance away.

Yu Yan's expression froze slightly, subconsciously wanting to retreat,?The young people waiting at Keting's side have already looked over.

... It's too unfortunate what kind of evil wind is blowing.

"Hey, is this the master's son?"

The young man in red has already stepped forward. He has a snake-shaped sword pinned to his narrow waist. He has sculpted eyebrows and bright eyes. He has a natural affinity.

He squeezed the child's face with his hands, gradually increasing his strength.

"I don't know if I don't see it, it's really just like what you said, it's exactly the same as Master..."

The author has something to say: Tears flowed all over my face, I got fat from my business trip!

I couldn’t believe my eyes when I got home. My family members secretly sheared my two Samoyeds. The pups were full of bumps and holes, like two ugly sheep. Ah... I feel sorry for QAQ

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me as the overlord~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the [Grenade]: 1 Baizhang Escape Zen

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 32 bottles of Baizhang Escape Zen

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^