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Chapter 173: Sending the Tiger to Send the Girl Back

Finally, I passed the level of Old Master Yue. When Yue Qianqiu felt relieved and returned to the door of Kissing House, I suddenly found that my companion was opening his head. As soon as I saw him, the person rushed over and looked around vigilantly. He shouted angrily and amusedly: "What a weird thing? Can anyone else hide it from my awareness?"

"Young Master's magical skills are so great that I almost forgot." Hutou smiled honestly, then lowered his voice and said, "Someone just came to the door to deliver a letter to the young master, but he refused to leave his name and left in a hurry. But when I looked at the back of that person, it looked like the uncle Fu Baihu Fu who had been here back then..."

Yue Qianqiu suddenly stopped. He ignored all the people around him who had become a habit of him and Yan Xu, and always called Fu Baihu Fu Baihu, and his first reaction was that Yue Xiaosi was coming again.

You know, over the past few years, Old Master Yue, Princess Dongyang and Yan Xu have been secretly investigating the situation of Princess Ping'an in Beiyan, but the information available is very pitiful.

Because the Emperor of Beiyan is very good at giving birth to children, there are sixteen living daughters alone! And Yue Xiaosi is very low-key in Beiyan, and he is only a high-ranking official. If it weren't for sure that Princess Ping'an was still alive, a certain prince consort was scolded after returning to China and was temporarily unemployed. Old Master Yue and Yan Xu were not calm!

"Take the letter to me."

When Yue Qianqiu took the letter handed over by Hutou, he poked out a small blade in his hand as if he was a magic trick, gently cut the seal, took out a thin piece of paper inside, and immediately found that the upper part was written by Yue Xiaosi, whom he had seen back then.

After reading the letter, he was stunned.

There are only five words on the letter.

Send the tiger to send his daughter back.

On the back of the letter was a map like graffiti. He narrowed his eyes and found the clue he wanted from the map in a moment. He almost didn't think about it and shouted: "Come here, go and invite Teacher Xu and Aunt An, I'm going to go out!"

Six years can make a person undergo a huge transformation from the inside out.

Xu Hao, the master of Zhuifeng Valley who was the best in his style and most envied those noble families, now he doesn’t have to deliberately imitate his clothes and behavior, and he has a sense of elegance and elegance in every move. The reason is very simple. Old Master Yue’s outer study, Yuyuzhai, is open to him all the time. In the leisure time of teaching a few registered disciples, he has been staying in Yuyuzhai to study.

From time to time, he pretended to be the aide of Old Master Yue and went out to meet guests, and he didn't know how he had a reputation as both civil and military.

As for An Renqing, now she was almost thirty years old, the charm of the charming mountain flowers had now settled down. Her frown and smiled a bit like a noble lady. Some officials from other places even glanced at him, thinking that it was Yue Xiaosi's real wife, which made her laugh for several days.

But no matter how they change, both of them know that in Yue Mansion, the old man Yue has to listen to the words of Yue Qianqiu!

Although Yue Qianqiu is the third generation in Yue Mansion, even the old man Yue may not be able to stop people back as long as he makes a decision. Now Yue Qianqiu's Kiss House "annexed" the small courtyard where Yan Xu lived, so he has a door that leads directly to the outer street. Even the three masters of Yue Parent's House, second and third rooms, can walk through the two side doors of the mansion when they go out, but there is no such privilege.

So, even though it was already dinner time, Xu Hao and An Renqing immediately came over. Seeing Yue Qianqiu leading Snow White out, there was no one companion, and clearly planned to bring only two of them, the two couldn't help but exchanged a wink.

"Let's go!"

Seeing Yue Qianqiu shaking the reins and galloping out first, Xu Hao and An Renqing hurriedly followed without saying a word.

Although the three of them walked through the door leading directly to the outer street, someone immediately found out the movement and ran to inform Mr. Yue like a flying man. Soon, Hutou was called in front of Mr. Hemingxuan.

Old Master Yue is really annoyed. My grandson had a fight with people at the Imperial College during the day, and something happened again that night?

However, when Hutou heard that someone suspected of Fu Baihu had sent a letter, the old man's eyebrows immediately turned into a big bump. He was sure that the servant didn't know more about it, so he sent the person away and looked at Yueying.

"Xiaoying, what are that kid playing with? Could it be that my unfilial son has arrived in Jinling again?"

Yueying knew that the old man was concerned about the whereabouts of the little Si in his heart, so he hoped that he would follow Yue Qianqiu to inquire, but even he could only smile bitterly at this time: "Old man, it's not that I refuse to go, but with the speed of the Ninth Young Master, coupled with the decisive behavior of the three of them, even if I chased him out, I couldn't even catch them."

Although this was expected, Old Master Yue cursed viciously: "That brat, if you haven't learned anything else, you will learn to kill his father first and then report!"

Of course, Yue Qianqiu knew that he would better report to his grandfather first and then go to see Fu Baihu. However, the letter of Yue Xiaosi said that the word "sending a daughter to his daughter is really too terrifying. When Yue Xiaosi came last time, he never mentioned having children. If he really sent a daughter back now, the oldest was less than six years old and the youngest might have just been born.

With such a big child, Yue Xiaosi really sent people back from afar? He didn't want to tell his grandfather that he would make people happy. After all, his grandfather scolded Yue Xiaosi fiercely, but he never let go of that bastard and unfilial son in his heart.

Over the past six years, Yue Qianqiu has clearly touched every street and alley in Jinling City. At this moment, he rode his horse on the street. He always turned the map on the back of the letter in his mind, which looked like a messy line, and he cleverly avoided those crowded streets and walked in secluded alleys, but the direction was very obvious.

When he finally stopped in front of the side wall of a small inn, he strangled the horse, then looked at Xu Hao and An Renqing who were following him: "Please wait for me here. Sorry, I know how inconvenient it is in the cold weather, so I'll come out as soon as possible."

Seeing that Yue Qianqiu had just finished speaking, he immediately leveraged his strength on the horse's back, then climbed up the wall and disappeared into the inn in a moment. Xu Hao and An Renqing couldn't help but look at each other. They are both martial arts practitioners, so they don't care about blowing the wind here for a while, but Yue Qianqiu has been so familiar with the journey. What medicine is sold in this gourd?

An Renqing even joked to himself: "Is it because the Ninth Young Master ran here to meet his lover?"

As if it was to prove her words, not long after Yue Qianqiu sneaked in, a low and sobbing music came from the inn.

Xu Hao and An Renqing didn't know what kind of instrument this was, but Yue Qianqiu, who was quietly looking for Fu Baihu's whereabouts, immediately recognized that it was a silence. He had been obsessed with that kind of ancient instrument for a while in his previous life. Although he couldn't play it well, he recorded the extremely distinctive and vast sound.

Just when he was moved in his heart, he touched the music, and saw a door suddenly opened. Someone leaned his head and scolded fiercely: "Is it over? It's either the child crying or this ugly sound like a ghost crying, so that people can't sleep?"
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