After the Master's reinstatement

Young Master Hua first saluted Shang Yingqiu and Fang's brothers and sisters one by one, and then came in front of Yu Yan.

Winter is approaching, the wind is getting colder and colder, the child is wearing a soft fur cloak with satin and gold trim, the whole body is fluffy, his eyes are as black as lacquer, and he is wearing a shiny squirrel fur hat on his head , just showing a little soft earlobe.

After all, it was "meeting for the first time", Yu Yan stopped at a slightly further distance, and replied softly.

"This deity is, what do you want to do with this deity?"

The old housekeeper learned that his young master skipped class and ran away, so he chased after him slowly. Seeing what his little ancestor was doing, he almost fainted from fright.

Young Master Hua was not afraid of the same thing, he resolutely pushed back the attendant and took the initiative to take a few steps forward.

He asked aloud in a childish voice that had practiced but couldn't hide his nervousness.

"I'm Mu Chun's deskmate. He hasn't come to school for several days and missed a lot of classes. He, he——when will you let him come back?"

It would be a lie to say that you are not afraid.

Mr. Hua heard the servant girl say that the devil is a big villain with a green face and fangs, so on the way he was so scared that his heart jumped out.But when he came here, the fear was not so scary anymore.

Because it is so similar, the adult in front of him is exactly what his classmates should look like when they grow up.

"His words—" Yu Yan squatted down, considering his words: "Maybe he won't come back for a while."

Not only temporarily, but will not come back in the future.

Sure enough, Mr. Hua's eyes were covered with water vapor.

He was sent to school by his father, and the best friend he has ever made is a classmate.

Although the classmates are always impatient with his nagging, he knows that the classmates listen carefully to every word he says.

Why can adults smile and send away friends every time, it is so sad to be separated.

Yu Yan was really afraid of the child crying in front of him, so that he didn't know how to react.

There was no other way, he turned to the young man for help—in his impression, Shang Yingqiu was very prestigious among children, and what he said was like golden rules, more effective than parents.

But this time the young man not only turned a blind eye, but also pretended to talk to Fang Yuan and others, refusing to come forward to relieve his worries.

hateful……

Isolated and helpless, Yu Yan had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to school by himself: "What's there to cry about, your face is crying, isn't there still class in the afternoon?"

No use, still sobbing.

He could only lower his voice and rack his brains: "Okay, Mu Chun secretly told me that he admires you the most, and you are his role model. If you cry again, he will be very disappointed."

The young master was stunned, forgot to cry for a while, his nose was red, and hesitated: "Am I his role model?"

"……Correct."

He breathed a sigh of relief, but then, the crying became louder.

"But, but I didn't protect him well, I, I failed my duty."

Mr. Hua said that after returning to the mansion that day, he saw Mu Chun and was very anxious to take a pee.

He saw it, but because he was too scared, he didn't follow.

He regretted it, regretted his momentary cowardice.

If only I had a little more courage and a little more sense of responsibility.

"……Silly boy."

Yu Yan's hands were still chained, so he couldn't hug the crying child in front of him.

In his current capacity, it is not suitable for him to do so.

"By the way—has your master ever taught you a line of poetry, a confidant in the sea, a neighbor in the world, even though he is gone, as long as you think about him often, even if you are far away, the other person will feel this longing. "

This is a poem taught by Master Qingxuan a few days ago.

Mr. Hua was suspicious: "This, is it so powerful? Can you really feel it?"

"Yeah." He assured.

After he confirmed it again and again, the child finally smiled a little.

"Then trouble you, please make sure that he also misses me."

Finally realizing that he was crying too impolitely, Young Master Hua quickly wiped his eyes, sniffed in embarrassment, and brought a stack of books from a waiter in blue who was following behind him.

"This is his textbook. Please pass it to him for me. I have made notes for all the missing lessons."

Yu Yan stretched out his hand to take it.

"I hope Uncle, you will go back and supervise Y. X. D. J. to learn, set an example, and encourage him to study hard

Yu Yan: "..."

"You guys should be very busy as demons, you're going to hurt people everywhere, and you're going to be hunted down everywhere."

The young master has seen a lot of things about the devil from the history of Jianghu, all of them are busy people, he worried: "But the homework to be supervised, I still have to do it, I will test him when we meet in the future."

In the cold weather, Yu Yan felt that he was about to melt in this extremely sincere sadness.

"Ok."

His voice was much calmer than his mood.

Okay, my little classmate, I'll watch it carefully.

He had no friends or companions when he was young, and his life was close to blank except for practicing martial arts.

But now, this blank childhood seems less barren.

... He seemed to have made a good friend for his past self.

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As the speed of the car gradually increased, the scenery outside the window receded one after another.

On the carriage, Shang Yingqiu untied the stack of books, including "The Analects of Confucius", "Wu Bian" and "Heart Sutra". In some blank spaces, Mr. Hua carefully drew pictures. "Looking like a book of tadpoles.

Yu Yan flipped through the pages with great interest.

Fang Yuan rode behind the carriage, and said sourly: "It really is a devil, he can use sweet words to deceive people, leader, you must not be deceived by him."

This time the leader only brought their brother and sister and the slow sword Lu Fei. In order to deceive others, the devil must ride in the car, so someone needs to guard it.

For the sake of safety, one end of the Linglong lock was locked in Yu Yan's hand, and the other end had to be handcuffed to that unlucky ghost.

"Just lock me, there is no need to bother the boss."

Fang Yuan's words were entirely out of the sincerity and self-consciousness of being a subordinate, and he wanted to volunteer and sacrifice his ego, but unexpectedly, his sister grabbed the collar from behind and pulled him down fiercely.

"Brother, forget it, don't go." Fang Fengfeng reminded with a blank face: "I don't think you are suitable to go up."

"You girl, why are you so ignorant?"

Fang Yuan pretended to teach his younger sister a lesson, usually he still loves this girl very much, but Fang Fengfeng is too bad at talking, what do you mean is not suitable?

I didn't listen to what my father said. When I go out, I have to think more from the standpoint of Shangfeng.

Miss Fang crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, not expecting anything from her own brother's sharp eyesight.

"Okay, you want to get in the car, do you know how long your gun is?"

The Fang family had used silver spears for generations, and the dragon scale spear on Fang Yuan's back was eight feet long, if he squeezed in, a large part would definitely be exposed.

"...Oh, yes." Fang Yuan scratched his head in distress.

Although the leader said it was okay, listening to the voice was quite pleasant, but Hallmaster Fang felt guilty all the time, feeling that he had failed in his duty, and he had to perform well to earn back face along the way.

As the sun was setting, the group rushed to a restaurant in the town and asked Xiao Er to find a secluded private room.

"I said, the farther and farther you go, you won't coax us, will you?" Fang Yuan sat down angrily after ordering: "Will Linlang Pavilion be located in a place where birds don't shit?"

"Treasure place, of course, the more biased the better. Could it be that the big fanfare is opened in the bustling streets? Besides, the deity is like this, Fang Shaoxia is still nervous?" The shackles swayed with the movement. In fact, compared to the one in prison, Yu Yan is now holding it This set is exquisite: the body of the chain is in the shape of snake scales, and the chain loop on the wrist is a ouroboros. The silver scales shimmer in the sun, which is really beautiful.

Yu Yan commented truthfully: "Is this Tangmen craftsmanship? I haven't seen it for many years, and the aesthetics of the technique have improved a lot."

In the past, the Tang Sect loved skulls the most, they had a ghostly aura, no wonder the sales were not going up.

Fang Yuan and You Rongyan said: "That's right, our lord made it himself, it can't be compared with those cheap goods from the Tang Sect."

"Huh?" Yu Yan was surprised.

It is a good thing to have craftsmanship. There are many dangers in the world. To put it bluntly, it is also the meal of youth.

Shang Yingqiu filled Yu Yan with a new cup of tea, and said in a low voice, "I made it casually, you're laughing at me."

Some people are modest, others want to sing high-profile, anyway, just after ordering, there is still a lot of time left for his mouth, Fang Yuan seized the opportunity.

"Leader, you are too modest. Last time the old man from the Tang Sect came to see the seven-star crossbow you made, and secretly copied it for sale when he went back. It's just that you don't care about it. If I have to find trouble with them."

When Yu Yan heard this, he also became defensive.

"How can it be done? It involves your hard work."

This is going too far for the Tang Sect, don't ask what's the difference between self-taking and thieves?

He was a little dissatisfied with Shang Yingqiu's attitude that it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't care about other people and his subordinates, so he was trained to hate iron for nothing.

"It has to be divided no matter what!"

As the lord of the first palace, Yu Yan would check the sect's large sum of money every month to avoid tampering with the accounts.

Once Xiaoxiao dared to imitate their things, Yu Yan would be polite first and then give warnings, and if he refused to restrain himself and pay money, he would beat their old mother so hard that they couldn't recognize her.

Those who commit other crimes will be punished even if they are far away.

The Martial Arts League blamed him for being domineering and bullying the few, but why did he work so hard to strengthen the sect? Isn't it just to make it easier to bully others?

If a sect does not pursue a large number of people, is there a need for its existence?

Fang Yuan's heart was shocked, he never expected the devil to be so insightful in maintaining the family.

The Martial Arts League also has a drug store and cloth shop, but due to poor management, they only make a small profit every year, which is not enough to fill in the gaps between the teeth. Humbly ask for advice on how to increase revenue and reduce expenditure.

During the heated discussions, the dinner table was filled with seasonal dishes one after another.

The pork ribs with lotus root stewed in a porcelain bowl is full of fire. There are also boiled cabbage in duck sauce, prawns with Luohan, and finally steamed hairy crabs. There is also a local signature dish crab stuffed with oranges. The crab meat is served with fresh chrysanthemums, which is full of deliciousness. It's tempting.

Fang Fengfeng and Lu Fei sipped the rice, and silently glanced at the leader in the gap.

Shang Yingqiu indifferently peeled off a plate of crab legs, and piled the crab meat into Yu Yan's bowl.

"The food is getting cold, eat it while it's hot."

Yu Yan has no time to care about the meat in the bowl now.

In the past, the accounts in the League were controlled by Dugu, and there were a lot of fake accounts in it. Recently, Fang Yuan worked hard on the issue of saving money in order to make up for the holes, and saved a lot of experience——

How to use the least amount of copper to do the most decent thing, which fabric is the most dirt-resistant and affordable, which wine and ginseng will not be found, and how many times the tea will be brewed before it becomes tasteless. .

Fang Yuan: "That's right, don't throw away the tea dregs either, save them up and stir-fry dried shrimps, it's the best meal - after drying, you can deodorize it, or use it for compost, kill three birds with one stone!"

"So that's how it is..."

It was rare for Yu Yan to meet such a good housekeeper among young people, and he was deeply moved.

Now the landlord's family has to live a tight life. Knowing more about the sect is very beneficial to the rise of the sect. He listens attentively and distracts his time. Even his favorite hairy crabs are perfunctory.

When setting off on the second day, Yu Yan glanced over and saw that there was one less person planted with dogwood.

"My brother has always wanted to compete with the leader, and last night his dream came true."

Miss Fang got on the horse heroically: "Maybe it's still a dream, don't wait for him, let's go first."

Yu Yan understood.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, there is a sister who has a little padded jacket, who is considerate and careful, which is really enviable.

It's no wonder that martial arts young heroes love adopting younger sisters for a long time, and it has been passed down for thousands of years.

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