Qiulan couldn't help but feel shocked.

He didn't dare to look at him, he lowered his head, his chest stuttered, and he stuttered.

Long Xiaotian seemed to have realized something, and immediately withdrew his intimidating light.

His eyes also became gentle and soft, and his eyes looked at Qiulan as warm as the sunshine and rain.

"Young master is usually honest and dull, but today he looks like a different person. He has a dignity and awesomeness in a flash."

The flower face was so scared that she was just scared that she lost her complexion, and then the shy Qiulan couldn't help but murmur to herself.

"What, honest? dull?" Long Xiaotian frowned slightly and asked.

"Yes, young master, you rarely talk, you are good to servants, and you never scold me loudly."

Qiulan whispered timidly. She wondered, what happened to the young master today.

"So that's it."

Long Xiaotian couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes retracted the cold light of the captivating eyes, and his face filled with smiles, and he squeezed out a simple smile to chat with Qiulan.

Now it is Long Family Garden on the West Street of Tonglu City in the 75th year of Nanyong, and his name is Long Qingyun.

Long Xiaotian looked confused and shocked.

He clearly called Long Xiaotian, the general of the "Great Chu Dynasty".

In my dream just now, I took the lead and led the eighteen silver-armored iron cavalry under my command to defeat the Northern Mongolian Tartars with the crab formation. Suddenly, a hidden arrow flew over and fell off the horse.

When I woke up, I lay on this bed. The dream just now was still in my mind, as realistic as my personal experience.

If Qiulan said, he was Long Qingyun, but he seemed to know nothing about this in his mind.

Even the father Long Feng who had just left, Qiulan in front of him was very unfamiliar.

"A general died in a hundred battles and a hero returned for ten years. Well, since he came, he would be at peace!"

Thinking of this, the haze faded, and a calm smile appeared on Long Xiaotian's face and said cheerfully.

Qiulan stared at Long Qingyun in a daze. The young master was so strange today. His expression changed unpredictably, as if he had experienced vicissitudes, but he seemed heroic and free.

Long Xiaotian seemed to sense the doubts on Qiulan's face, and a stiff smile appeared.

I felt a little stagflation in my heart. It turned out that the open-minded and heroic self was so awkward to pretend to be gentle.

A bitter smile flashed across Long Xiaotian's mouth. He continued to ask Qiulan.

It turned out that Long Qingyun had mediocre qualifications. Although he was obviously "not successful in literature or martial arts", Long's father just trained him as a genius.

Invite a private school teacher, martial arts boxer carefully cultivates civil and military affairs, and has been persevering for sixteen years of wind and rain, and is still mediocre.

Speaking of this, Qiulan stretched out her tongue and saw that there was no anger on Long Xiaotian's face, so she continued to talk.

Long Qingyun has become a laughing stock of Tonglu West Street.

But Long's father still persisted in believing what Changchunzi said sixteen years ago, Long Qingyun was "the earthly branch is Lianru, and the life is like a pearl."

Every time Qiulan goes out, she hears gossip from neighbors.

"Long Feng's wise life was ruined by this son"; "Long Feng is really confused, and he believes in the nonsense of the witchcraft of the martial arts warlocks"; "Long Qingyun is better than being a good person, but he is just a fool."

Long Xiaotian showed a hint of laughter.

"Hey, Young Master Long is too sad and cowardly. Long Qingyun's growth history has become a joke story that can be talked about after dinner in the streets.

After hearing Qiulan's statement, Long Xiaotian felt a little sad.

Qiulan stood up and left. Looking at Qiulan's slender back as she was leaving, Long Xiaotian's face was stunned.

It seems that I have traveled to Nanyong and lived in this ordinary, extremely ordinary, and even a little cowardly boy.

Long Xiaotian was in a daze and was a little overwhelmed.

At this time, Long Feng was sitting on the pear blossom and wooden chair in the main room, with white faces and willow beards, and a smile on his face.

On the chair next to him was Long Mother Liang Yinqiu, with a bun of ink hair and dignified manner. He was emitting a bookish atmosphere as he looked around.

Liang Yinqiu was the single daughter of Liang Qianyi, a former doctor of the Ministry of Rites. Liang Qianyi was convicted for his words and demoted to Tonglu, and died of depression.

Liang Yinqiu became ill and became terminally ill. When he was in a state of illness, he met Long Feng’s wonderful hand and returned to his youth and became a couple. This was also a good relationship.

Liang Yinqiu, who was in a poor family, married into the Long family, and was well-educated, well-mannered, and well-organized.

Long Feng said, "This child Qingyun has been honest, stubborn and has a strong sense of resilience since childhood, which makes me very pleased."

"This child has been determined to play the battlefield since he was a child and started practicing martial arts at the age of three. Although he is not talented, fortunately, he is constantly studying hard and has a solid foundation. He has this kind of ambition and God will favor him."

Speaking of God, he suddenly thought of his father. Liang Qianyi wrote a letter to "Looking north to China and restore the Central Plains" that year and was impeached by the court leader and faction. He was demoted to his official position and returned to his hometown and died of depression.

Liang Yinqiu looked sad, hoping that his father would bless Qingyun, the child in the sky.

Long Feng nodded slightly and then said, "Neighbors pointed at each other, saying gossip, saying something about delusions and dreams, don't you care?"

A hint of worry flashed in Liang Yinqiu's eyes, and then he smiled openly:

"The life of Qingyun "Earth Branch Lianru" mentioned by Taoist Priest Changchunzi is true or false. If they want to say it, let them say it. Anyway, we can't do it on them. As long as the children are safe and sound."

After saying that, the couple looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

Long Feng picked up the Yuqian Long Jingming on the table and put it into his mouth, and stuttered: "Tea is good tea, and the lady is good lady."

Liang Yinqiu felt shy on his face, gave Long Feng a blank look, moved his clothes lightly, and walked towards Long Qingyun's east wing.

The morning sun shines through the window lattice and shines on the ground.

Long Xiaotian had already turned over and got out of bed and stood with his hands behind his back.

At the very end, a picture of Wang Ximeng's "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" hung on the wall, with a graceful and concise brushwork. Although this painting is only partially mounted on the original work, it is also magnificent and majestic, like reading thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Long Xiaotian's eyes lit up, as if he saw the vast blue sea, with passion.

The blocked mind suddenly became more and more heroic. The heart was also refreshing and open-minded and peaceful.

"Now Long Qingyun is a young man, in his prime, and he is like the rising sun. I will accompany him to explore the land of Nanyong. What's wrong with it?"

Thinking of this, my mind is relaxed.

Suddenly I caught a glimpse of myself in the bronze mirror, with my sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes, and my graceful look. It was obviously much more handsome than when I was a general in "Da Chu". There was a little tired look between my eyebrows and eyes, but there was a faint sense of heroic spirit.

"Qingyun, are you getting up?"

At some point, a beautiful middle-aged woman appeared at the door.

A bright smile appeared on his face, and his elegant and beautiful makeup made Long Qingyun feel friendly.

Liang Yinqiu looked surprised when he saw Long Qingyun.

The son had a little more heroic than usual, his eyes as vast and deep as the sea, and his whole body was filled with a high-spirited momentum.

"Mom, I've made you worried."
Chapter completed!