Yu Wenchen didn't look back and knew that this was Ye Qingmei, not only that, but he could also imagine Ye Qingmei's teeth and claws running over. In fact, this is also the case, Ye Qingmei is already very well maintained, and she is only in her thirties, looking like a young woman of twenty years old, when Yu Wenchen and Yuwen Yuanshan were talking alone before, they did not despise Yuwen Yuanshan for making Ye Qingmei, who was just eighteen years old, have a big belly. Now it's okay, my son is seventeen, and my mother is only thirty-five, and she has made Yu Wenchen's son a big deal.

Looking back at Ye Qingmei and said, "Mom, can you be a little bit of a mother, don't scare Xiao Rourou." ”

Ye Qingmei directly ignored Yu Wenchen, directly pulled Su Rou's hand, and exclaimed: "You are Su Rou, you are so beautiful, Xiaochen is really lucky to catch up with you." ”

"Hello Auntie, I'm Su Rou. Su Rou was a little nervous, if it weren't for Ye Qingmei's "smash" and Yu Wenchen's complaint just now, she would have opened her mouth to call her sister.

Ye Qingmei praised Su Rou for a long time before he remembered Yu Wenchen and said, "Son, your father is at your grandfather Yan's." Then he saw Yan Zigui again and said, "You are Zigui, it's really good." ”

Yan Zigui also wiped the sweat on his head, shouted Auntie is good, and walked inside with Yu Wenchen. And Ye Qingmei was holding Su Rou's arm and walking in the opposite direction like a sister.

After passing through the rugged path, Yu Wenchen saw a courtyard fenced off, and at the same time there was a wooden house inside, and there were a few quarrels faintly from the wooden house. However, Yu Wenchen and Yan Zigui didn't react, whether it was before or now, these two people who are obviously a generation apart can always quarrel like children.

Yan Zigui and Yu Wenchen entered the house, and neither of them changed much, so you and I quarreled sentence by sentence. Yu Wenchen understood after a little look, the two of them each held a pair of words, and pointed to the words in each other's hands to constantly belittle and provoke.

After a long time, Yan Zigui brought two glasses of water and said, "Okay, don't make any noise, grandpa, Yuwenchen is here." ”

At this time, Grandpa Yan seemed to have just spotted Yu Wenchen standing on the side, and said with a smile: "Xiaochen, it's so big, I haven't come to Grandpa Yan to play here for five years." ”

Yu Wenchen also said respectfully: "Grandpa Yan, I just came back not long ago, Grandpa Yan forgives my sins." ”

Grandpa Yan laughed and said, "Say what to forgive your sins, see you outside, I remember that my white beard almost became a black beard, haha." He looked Yu Wenchen up and down, and didn't ask Yu Wenchen what he had done in the past few years, but just beckoned Yu Wenchen to come over, and looked Yu Wenchen up and down carefully, and muttered: "Yes, yes, it's changed, it's changed, but it's still Xiaochen." But the kindness and affection in his eyes were undiminished.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and said to Yuwen Yuanshan: "Yuwen boy, there's no point in us fighting like this, otherwise, let Zigui and Xiaochen each write a word, whoever writes well wins." ”

Yuwen Yuanshan pursed his lips and said: "Old man Yan, don't take such a bully, Xiaochen has been practicing calligraphy abroad in the past few years, even the brush may not have touched it, but I know that Zigui often does some calligraphy and painting, which is not fair." ”

Grandpa Yan stared at Yu Wenchen with ulterior motives in his eyes, and asked, "You just ask Xiaochen." ”

Yu Wenchen nodded casually, but Yuwen Yuanshan sighed, waving his hand as if admitting it, causing Yu Wenchen to be dissatisfied: "Dad, can't you have a little confidence in your son?"

"It's just that I don't think Zigui necessarily wins. Grandpa Yan was full of confidence in Yu Wenchen, and Yan Zigui was also full of black lines and said: "Grandpa, I am your own grandson." ”

After a period of friction, Yan Zigui first stood in front of the desk, studied the ink, pondered, and suddenly moved, under a few strokes, a "Confucian" word jumped on the paper, Yuwen Yuanshan looked at the Confucian word, full of praise, only felt a faint Haoran righteousness permeated.

Yuwen Yuanshan couldn't help nodding and said: "Zigui's 'Confucian' character can be regarded as having a little charm of your grandfather, not bad, it's good." But after Yan Lao saw it, he just said lightly: "It's okay, there is progress, it's good." Then he looked at Yu Wenchen, his eyes seemed to be full of expectation, and a trace of wisdom flashed in his cloudy eyes.

Yu Wenchen slowly walked to the desk, dipped the water in the ink, without a trace of hesitation, the pen walked the dragon and snake, as if a general scolded Fang Xuan, and like an emperor, overlooking all beings. Putting down the pen casually, Yan Lao stepped forward quickly, looked at the word "emperor" on the paper, and thought thoughtfully. The emperor character in between, exuded an incomparably arrogant kingly momentum, looking at it, Yan Lao seemed to feel that there was a ninety-five supreme standing in front of him, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak. And Yuwen Yuanshan and Yan Zigui also frowned and stepped forward, wondering what kind of words could get the always strict Yan Lao so surprised.

After a long time, Yan Lao exclaimed: "Proud of the heroes, despising all living beings, he is the true emperor." Immediately, when Yuwen Yuanshan and Yan Zigui had not yet reacted, they put away Yuwen Chen's word "emperor", and Yuwen Yuanshan suddenly shouted: "Old man Yan, this is my son's word, give it back to me." ”

Yan Lao said with a smile: "Yuwen boy, you win this game, you win." Then he quickly put the words away. Then he ignored Yuwen Yuanshan, and just praised Yuwenchen: "Xiaochen's calligraphy has surpassed your father's, so I can't sigh to myself, you know the rules, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky." ”

Yuwen Yuanshan also patted Yuwenchen's shoulder at this time and said, "Haha, don't look at anyone's son." ”

"Xiaochen is obviously self-taught, and he has a half-dime relationship with you!" Yan Lao retorted.

Yu Wenchen was dissatisfied: "That is also my excellent bloodline......"

The two quarreled again.

Yu Wenchen has never practiced calligraphy in his life, and this calligraphy was also practiced when he was a child in his previous life, coupled with his unparalleled Lone King momentum, it is actually very simple to achieve this effect. And if he adds a little bit of true qi, he can achieve the finishing touch of the legend. And now he was lying on the roof of the hut with his hands on his chest, thinking about something.

At this time, Yan Zigui also came up, sat next to him, and said lightly: "What are you bothering about?

Yu Wenchen tilted his head, and couldn't help but strike: "Are you still my rival?" Yan Zigui almost spit out a mouthful of blood, he just said it casually, but he didn't expect Yu Wenchen to come as soon as he opened his mouth. However, Yu Wenchen just joked casually, and then said with a straight face: "I'll ask you something." ”

Say. Yan Zigui nodded.

So he handed Huang Lei's mobile phone to Yan Zigui, and then briefly explained his situation, but many places were brushed aside, but Yan Zigui also understood his situation.

"Believe it or not, I do have the strength to destroy the Green Gang, but I'm not sure to cut the grass and eradicate the roots. "Yu Wenchen is talking about the three hundred gods of death, but with his current status, it is impossible to let them all in, and the power of the Green Gang is too huge, and the network of relationships in it is intertwined, and even involves government officials, he can destroy the underworld forces, but he can't also do the government officials, if it is really cleaned up, it is not a small amount.

Yan Zigui looked at the photos and videos on his phone, and couldn't help but be a little angry, he didn't expect this Qinggang to be so bold and have such a shady deal. Immediately stood up and said, "I'll talk to my grandfather." ”

Yu Wenchen originally wanted to refuse, after all, the fewer people who knew these things, the better, but thinking of Yan Lao's background in the Yan family in the capital, he agreed.

"Smack!"

When Yuwen Yuanshan saw the photo, he immediately slapped it on the table and said angrily: "Is this still a human being? This is a devil and a butcher!

Yan Lao also stroked his beard, and the anger in his eyes couldn't be contained, but Xiaoxiao took a sip of tea, glanced at Yu Wenchen, and said, "Xiaochen, what do you think?"

Yu Wenchen thought for a while and said, "I think the Yan family can intervene." Then he analyzed the current form and the chain of interests that may be involved. I have to say that he analyzed it very thoroughly and covered all aspects.

But Yan Lao shook his head thoughtfully, and said to Yuwen Yuanshan and Yan Zigui: "You two go out first, and I will talk to Xiaochen alone." ”

Soon, Yu Wenchen and Yan Lao were left in the study.

Yu Wenchen said respectfully: "Old Yan, what are the words that even my father and Yan Zigui can't know?Is it that the Yan family can't make a move?" Some grievances between the Yan family and other families in the capital, he also knew with the help of vague memories when he was a child.

Yan Lao didn't answer, and said, "Xiaochen, where is your heart?"

Yu Wenchen thought that he was talking about his own sympathy, and he wanted to explain his current situation at the moment, which was really not good, but Yan Lao quickly stepped aside, took out the word he had just put away, and said slowly: "If your heart is gone, then this word is just a piece of waste paper." ”

As he spoke, Yan Lao handed the word to Yu Wenchen. Yu Wenchen looked at the majestic word "emperor" on it, for a long time, and muttered to himself: "My heart, for the heart of the emperor, what is the emperor, the supreme party of heaven and earth is the emperor, everything is the emperor, turning over the hand for the clouds and covering the hand for the rain, I am the only one in the sky!"

Suddenly, Yu Wenchen's heart was clear, and an incomparably powerful coercion emanated from him, and his clothes were windless, as if the Ancient God Emperor had descended into the world, and even Yan Lao, who had been in a high position for a long time, had an urge to worship. At the same time, Yu Wenchen's whole body was surging with true qi, and he actually automatically broke through to the eight-star condensation realm at this moment.

"I see, thank you Grandpa Yan. ”