When Yan Xu returned to his room and changed his outfit and appeared in front of Yue Qianqiu and the other two again, even though Yue Xiuyi and Yue Jin'er were already mentally prepared before, he couldn't help but take a breath. Yue Qianqiu even rubbed his eyes.

At about thirty years old, he had a feather fan and a scarf, a robe and a slut, and a handsome face, like a banished immortal...

It turns out that grandpa is really not talking nonsense!

Mr. Yan, who was at least a little down, shaves again. Now that he has changed his clothes, he really exudes a gentle and romantic atmosphere of a celebrity on his body, and he can't recognize others.

Fearing that the cooked ducks would fly, Yue Qianqiu didn't care about the simple luggage in the guest room. When their group came out of the living room, the monk Hui'an was talking to a few pilgrims. When he saw them, he clasped his eyes and saluted him. His eyes were on Yan Xu for a long time, and then he became obviously confused, as if he was thinking about when there was such a person in his living room.

That's not all. From the living room to the gate of Tongtai Temple, wherever Yan Xu went, the return rate of the eldest girl and his wife was almost 100%. He even had the courage to go forward and chat with him directly, but they all retreated under Yan Langjun's cold face.

Yue Qianqiu was so numb that his scalp did not dare to delay. After sending Yan Xu to the carriage that Yue Jiner urgently hired, he was about to greet Yue Xiuyi, but he did not expect that the grandson, the grandson, had a dark face and said, "I ask Yue Jiner to take me on a horse, you and Mr. Yan will take the same car!"

The idea of ​​a certain grandson is very simple. Yan Xu is obviously the same as his fourth uncle, so it is better to stay away from him!

Yue Qianqiu was already wondering whether he could ask Yan Xu to discuss the pieces of paper that Zhou Jiyue had taken out of the Wu Mansion. At this time, Yue Xiuyi refused to be in the same car as others, so he was so happy. He asked Yue Jiner to take Yue Xiuyi well and get in the car by himself.

The temporary carriage was not luxurious, but also clean and tidy. Yan Xu sat in the seat directly behind the driver. As soon as Yue Qianqiu got on the car, he was in the trouble of choosing left and right, and a sentence penetrated into his ears.

"You have a good root and bone. It's a good material for practicing martial arts. Are you willing to take me as your teacher?"

At this time, the carriage had just started. Yue Qianqiu was stunned and almost fell down. Fortunately, a hand was stretched out in front of him and pressed him steadily on the seat on the left. There were two lessons with him.

"Seeing that your game is so unstable, you should practice martial arts well and lay the foundation! As long as you enter the Xuandao Hall, you will be able to be reborn for three years!"

It would be fine if the "Kou Mingtang" used to deceive his disciples with a clever tongue. Now, seeing this middle-aged man Yan's second son, who was like a banished immortal, was so hard-working that he was coaxed to get started. Yue Qianqiu thought of those big girls and wives who became ill-in-law after seeing Yan Xu, and really felt that they should take a good look at this guy's true face.

But Yan Xu's martial arts was really itchy. After thinking about it, he finally had an idea: "Does Mr. Yan know who my father is?"

Yan Xu couldn't help but frown: "Why, your father doesn't allow you to practice martial arts?"

Yue Qianqiu said in a very formal tone: "My father is the fourth master of the Yue family."

"Absurd, this is impossible!" Yan Xu almost subconsciously screamed. When he saw Yue Qianqiu's innocent expression on his face, he suddenly realized, "You are that..."

After that, Yan Xu swallowed it back into his stomach. Even though his rebellious period lasted from a teenager to a young man, and it seemed that there was no sign of ending, Yan Langjun was still very graceful when he did not involve his own problems. He thought not to poke the pain of other people's children. At the same time, he had to secretly complain about the old man Yue who had always been respectful and afraid.

Since Yue Xiaosi has not heard from him yet, why did he adopt the child?

Yan Xu didn't notice it. Because of Yue Qianqiu's previous words and deeds, his heart was already tilted. Soon, he coughed lightly and said, "What does my little personal grudge between you and me have to do with you and me? He is a man with a frustration. One day he comes back and finds that he has an extra son, and maybe he has to make trouble with the old man. If you have good martial arts skills, you can easily suppress him."

Yue Qianqiu just wanted to beat a stool. Is this guy expecting him to fight his nominal adoptive father in the future to get angry?

He was not so easy to be lured, and instead asked excitedly: "Can Mr. Yan beat my uncle Ying?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yan Xu's face turned dark. Now, he had never been able to estimate Yueying's strength and couldn't help but smack his tongue. In his opinion, Yan Xu was already quite powerful. After all, he claimed to be the disciple of the head of Xuan Daotang. Could it be that he was not Yueying's opponent?

Where did the old man find this personal guard?

After thinking about it, Yue Qianqiu's eyes looked at Yan Xu but it was still so fierce. Under such gaze, Yan Xu shrank his head without any elegance than the young master Zhuo Shijia, and then said calmly: "Probably...can't it?"

The stubborn duck's attitude was already very obvious. Although Yue Qianqiu would not continue to urge Yan Xu and Yue Ying to compete, he turned his eyes and he said hesitantly: "I also want to learn some self-defense skills from Mr. Yan, but grandpa wants me and Mr. Yan to study..."

Yan Xu beat me up and said, "The old man is so arrogant. I am just a three-legged cat. When I was a child, I couldn't resist the agitated behavior of my family. I made a bold statement about wanting to be the top scorer in the exam, but I have left it for so many years and haven't picked it up. I've long forgotten it."

"Test scorer exam?" Yue Qianqiu felt that he had been frightened enough today. Unexpectedly, he almost subconsciously asked, "Hasn't Yan Langjun always been obsessed with martial arts? How could he think of taking the top scorer exam in the past?"

As soon as he said that, Yan Xu knew it was broken. But he was determined to accept an apprentice, especially the apprentice he liked was Yue Xiaosi's adopted son, and he would definitely be able to give him anger in the future. After thinking about it, facing such a pair of curious eyes that I would never give up if I didn't say it, he finally gave up.

"I practice martial arts because I have to practice it because I am too poor in my health. Secondly, my family said that when Emperor Taizu was the second-place winner in a certain class, he was dissatisfied with the top scorer and clamored to Emperor Taizu. As a result, Emperor Taizu said, "If you fight in the hall, whoever wins will be the top scorer. The second-place winner is about to win, so I snatched the top scorer. I thought that if my knowledge is not as good as others, my martial arts will be the best."

Yue Qianqiu was dumbfounded, then asked with laughter and cry, "What's the result?"

Yan Xu tried his best to say in an understatement: "They were all liars, and my family could not participate in the imperial examination at all!"

Can't be the imperial examination? Yan Xu doesn't look like the lowest class. He can't take the imperial examination. Could it be that this guy is a royal relative? But the surname Yan is not a national surname. Could it be that Mrs. Yan is...

Yue Qianqiu guessed and warned himself that this middle-aged Yan Langjun was the only strange thing he had seen in his life and could not be guessed by common sense. After pressing the sachet he was carrying with him, he finally decided to take the person back to see the old man, and then slowly spread the situation according to the situation. Otherwise, according to Yan Xu's temper, if he directly violated the two pieces of paper in the carriage after reading the pieces of paper, then he would be two!

Along the way, Yue Qianqiu pretended to be stupid and innocent, and talked to Yan Xu without hesitation. When the carriage followed the route in his memory and turned into the street in front of Yue's house, he was relieved just because the task was about to be completed. Suddenly, Yue Xiuyi outside the car shouted: "What's going on? Why are there so many people blocking at the gate?"

Yue Qianqiu frowned, and without saying a word, he leaned out of the window and saw that the three layers inside and three layers inside and outside the gate of Yue Mansion were all people. Judging from the shape, most of them were wearing Confucian shirts, and they were clearly scholars.

And just as Yan Xu's head was poked out from above his head, he heard a scream that was torn open.

"If Mr. Yue doesn't give an explanation, we won't leave!"
Chapter completed!