More than ten days later, Qiu Chuji's letter was finally delivered to the Quanzhen Sect.

At this time, Ma Yu was meditating in the back room of Chongyang Palace, his hair was full of luxury, his demeanor was peaceful, and he felt like he was in harmony with the light and dust.

As if sensing something, he said to the door, "Come in." ”

A young Taoist boy who was hovering at the door, hesitating whether to knock on the door, heard the words as if he had been pardoned. He walked into the room, saluted Ma Yu, and said, "Excuse me, I'm sorry to teach Qingxiu, there is a letter from the fourth uncle, and I ask the master to check it." With that, he presented the letter from the Qiu Office with both hands.

Ma Yu's face showed a little smile, and he took the letter and said, "Senior Brother Qiu has not returned for a long time, I was worried, but I didn't expect this to come with a letter from him, Senior Brother He finally stabilized." ”

He waved the dust whisk in his hand, and Dao Tong retreated knowingly, closing the door for him before leaving.

When Ma Yu was alone in the room, he opened the letter. The smile on his face faded as the ink on the reading paper faded, and finally turned into a wry smile helplessly.

This son of the Yang family was finally found by his junior brother.

He is a junior brother who is a gambler, and he has not changed his teachings, and the Taoist pays attention to a quiet and inaction, but he goes the other way.

Ma Yu also knew about the gambling contract between Qiu Chuji and the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan. He knew that it was not easy for the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan to get to where they are today, but he also knew that if the heroes of the rivers and lakes like them came up in the wild way, if they wanted to compete with disciples of a big sect like themselves, they would probably lose.

He had advised Qiu Chuji to give up the gambling contract, but of course Qiu Chuji was unwilling. For this reason, he almost annoyed his junior brother, he thought about it, it was not worth hurting the relationship between his senior brother for this matter, and besides, the child was missing, and it was okay to find it, so he didn't care about it anymore. But who would have thought that this child would appear again after so many years.

Listening to what Qiu Chuji said, this kid is talented and talented in martial arts, and his junior brother likes him very much, so he actually moved the idea of accepting him as a disciple of the descendant and taking him to the mountain to be carefully cultivated. In this way, the Jiangnan Seven Heroes are not "mostly" going to lose, but "must" lose.

Ma Yu sighed, can he still not know the temper of his junior brother? He said that he wanted to listen to his own opinions before making plans, but which time did he really listen to what he said.

When Wang pushed the door and came in, what he saw was Ma Yu's helpless expression. Senior Brother has always been calm and gentle, and when he rarely showed such an expression, he opened his mouth and asked, "Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Ma Yu said: "Senior Brother Qiu came with a letter, saying that he had found Yang Tiexin's son. ”

Wang Chuyi said with emotion: "Brother Yang is gone, and I don't know how the life of this orphan and widow is, and it is a good thing that Senior Brother Qiu can find this child." ”

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to understand why Ma Yu's face showed helplessness, and he said, "So...... This gambling contract seems to be unavoidable, senior brother, you have to work hard, see if you can let Senior Brother Qiu let him let go, why fight with the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan, I am a famous faction, and I can't force people to work this. Alas, as a junior brother, I shouldn't have said much, but I admire the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan very much, and I really can't bear to watch them lose. ”

Ma Yu nodded, and he said, "No, I have the excellent exercises passed down by my master, and in the past few decades, my Quanzhen Sect has accepted a wide range of disciples, and the exercises have been deleted and modified several times, and I have countless experiences in teaching disciples." The Seven Heroes of Jiangnan were born in poverty, and they must not even be able to obtain a complete set of exercises, and they have been busy fighting against gold, and they have done many chivalrous deeds, and they have never had the experience of teaching disciples before. Senior Brother Qiu, even if he wins this bet, it's not interesting. Senior brother rest assured, after Senior Brother Qiu comes back, I will persuade him well. ”

However, Ma Yu also knew that most of Senior Brother Qiu would not listen to his own persuasion.

He said: "Senior Brother Qiu said that this child is very talented in martial arts and wants to take this child up the mountain. ”

Wang Chu said indifferently: "Senior brother is in charge." ”

Ma Yu said again: "Senior brother doesn't know, this child is the son of the sixth prince of the Jin Kingdom." ”

Wang Chuyi almost thought that he had heard something wrong, and couldn't help but wonder: "Isn't it the son of Yang Tiexin?

He saw that the senior brother handed him the letter paper that he had been holding in his hand, and he eagerly took it, his eyes quickly scanning between the lines of words.

There is not much content written on this letter, but it is roughly written how Qiu Chuji found the son of the old man and the process of him accepting Qiao Heng as a disciple, and then greatly praised the talent of this son, and guessed that Wanyan Honglie's adoption of Qiao Heng must have a deep meaning, and vaguely mentioned that he wanted to take him up the mountain, but the identity of this apprentice was too sensitive, and he asked the senior brother for an idea at the end of the letter.

Wang Chuyi's expression was uncertain, his eyes were quite solemn, and he asked, "I don't know if Senior Brother has a plan in his heart?"

Ma Yu pondered for a while and replied, "You might as well follow Senior Brother Qiu's wishes and let him take this apprentice up the mountain." For Ma Yu, he doesn't care much about the identity of this child, and the only thing he cares about is the other party's heart.

Wang Chuyi actually disagreed, but when the senior brother said this, he couldn't refute it, so he just frowned.

……

As Qiu Chuji thought, he successfully persuaded Bao Xiweak to let Qiao Heng follow him back to Zhongnan Mountain. However, he didn't let Bao Xiweak reveal the news to Qiao Heng, in his opinion, his disciple had a deep relationship with Wanyan Honglie, if he let Qiao Heng know that he was going to bring him back to the Quanzhen Sect, he might not have any accidents, and he would just inform him when he left.

As soon as Bao Xiqiao thought that his son was going to leave him and go to another distant place, a deep worry rose in his heart. She was busy for several nights, making a few clothes for Qiao Heng, and she has been more and more caring for him these days.

Qiao Heng didn't find any clues from Bao Xiweak's behavior, Bao Xiweak already loved him, but whenever she had a slight headache and brain fever, she had to be nervous for a long time, and then add food and clothing to herself, her recent behavior was no different from the past. As for the expression, it is also as gentle and fragile as ever.

However, he sensed something from Qiu Chuji, he wanted to take himself to the end of Nanshan, but what was there to hide.

He sat on the edge of the bed with Bao Xiweak, watching her compare her figure and fiddle with her clothes.

Bao Xiqiao said: "Fortunately, I re-measured the size when I made your clothes a few days ago. When you were so small, your face was not as big as my palm, but you grew so tall in the blink of an eye. ”

She said, "Come, you put on this dress and try it, and I'll change it if there's anything uncomfortable." ”

Qiao Heng changed into new clothes according to his words, he said: "The clothes made by my mother have always been extremely suitable. ”

Because he wanted to learn martial arts with Qiu, Bao Xiqiao shrunk his cuffs to facilitate his movements. Although the garment is not made of silk and other easily hooked fabrics, it is also an extremely soft and comfortable material.

The color of this single dress is quite plain, which makes Qiao Heng's already pale face even more pale. A trace of distress flashed in Bao Xiweak's eyes.

She said, "This dress is not good, don't wear this one, try that one again." ”

Qiao Heng felt that this dress was quite comfortable to wear, the armpits were not loose or tight, the clothes were comfortable, and the stitches were smooth and fine. He said: "Mother doesn't have to be humble, I think this dress is very good." ”

"You know what, come, try this. ”

Qiao Hengren spoke softly, so he had to listen to Bao Xi's weak words and replace it with another one.

Bao Xi weak: "This is good." She looked at her son, and she didn't have to think about it to know that in a few years, she would be a Yushu character in the wind.

She looked at Qiao Heng, and saw another person through his figure in a trance. In fact, he didn't look very similar to Yang Tiexin, but she still couldn't help but want to find the shadow of that person from him.

She looked away, lowered her head and sorted out the clothes in her hand, no longer looked at him, and said: "If you stay under the head of the Daoist at Qiu for a few more years, Kang'er will grow up completely, I don't know what Kang'er wants to do in the future?"

Hearing her suddenly ask, Qiao Heng just asked softly: "What does my mother want me to do in the future?"

"Silly boy, I'm asking you, why are you asking about me. ”

Qiao Heng imagined for a moment what they would do if someone else became Yang Kang.

Maybe they will find a way to keep their position as the son of the world, just to be a golden prince in peace and stability, and live a prosperous and prosperous life. Maybe he will try to seize the throne of the Jin Kingdom as a Jin man, and maybe he can really win the dragon chair. Perhaps they will draw a clear line with Wanyan Honglie, and with a sense of righteousness in their hearts, they will seek the well-being of all the people in the world. Or perhaps, they will let themselves be proud of their life, regard the world as vulgar, and be bent on martial arts and be good to themselves.

Even he himself has done quite a few similar things. However, after all, these are not what he asks for.

He looked at Bao Xiweak and said with a smile: "If I say it, my mother will definitely think that I have no ambitions." ”

Bao Xiwan raised his eyes and pretended to sneer at him: "Look at what you said, when did I dislike you." Let's start with it. ”

Qiao Heng took off the clothes that he had just changed into and said leisurely: "Actually, my son doesn't have anything special to do, if he really wants to say it, he just wants to have a peaceful and happy life." ”

Bao Xiwan didn't expect what he said to be this, she was stunned, and her eyes were a little watery. She lowered her head slightly, and straightened up the clothes he had just taken off.

There are two people she is most sorry for in her life, one is her deceased husband, and the other is her son. She couldn't say to her son at all, your biological father is not Wanyan Honglie, but someone else. When Daoist Qiu asked her if she had told him about his background, she couldn't hide the sourness in her heart.

At that time, Daoist Qiu took a deep look at her and said, "Since you don't want to tell him about your background, I don't want to say anything." It's just that you should understand that this matter can't be hidden for a while, and when he completes the gambling contract with the son of the Guo family, this matter will not be self-defeating. ”

After a while, Bao Xiqiao broke free from her memories, and she said, "That's good...... I'm looking forward to it, but it's not like you'll be able to spend your life in peace......"

On the other side, Qiu Chuji happened to receive a reply from Ma Yu. But he didn't care much about what was said in this letter now, anyway, he had already made up his mind, whether the senior brother agreed or not, he decided to take Qiao Heng back to Zhongnan Mountain.

After reading the letter, Qiu Chuji saw that Ma Yujian had taken his apprentice back to the Quanzhen Sect, and he just weighed his heart, and couldn't help but rejoice in his heart. It's just that the end of this letter is too disappointing, how can the senior brother persuade him to give up the gambling contract.

Betting is a matter of your will, and when they made a bet with those seven guys, they didn't know that they were Quanzhen Sect people. Besides, is he the kind of person who takes advantage of others? After saying that he will teach his apprentices by himself, he will never ask his junior brothers for help! Moreover, what he said at that time was to teach his "whole body skills" to his apprentices, even if there are countless secret books of exercises hidden in the Quanzhen Sect, they can only be counted as external objects, not as their own abilities, and to put it bluntly, he will only teach himself what he would have been!

If you really want to say that it's fair or unfair, there is only one person on my side, and there are seven people on their side!

As for violating the Taoist way of cultivating and keeping quiet, Qiu Chuji naturally knew that he did not have the demeanor of a person outside the world at all, but if he could really calm down, how could he become one of Master's least favorite disciples back then?

He understood the kindness of the senior brother, but it was impossible for him to give up the gambling contract and take the initiative to give in.

……

Early in the morning of the second day, after Qiao Heng finished breakfast, he was checked by Qiu Chuji as usual about his homework in the past few days.

Qiu Chuji nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "You go to your mother's place, and today you will leave the palace with me and go back to Zhongnan Mountain with me to meet your uncles." ”

Qiao Heng was not so surprised by Qiu's words. He just asked, "Isn't there a bit of a hurry, the disciple is not ready for anything." My father was ordered by the emperor to go out on an errand not long ago, and he has not yet returned, so he must be informed. ”

Qiu Chuji saw that although he was worried about Wanyan Honglie, he actually did not mean to return to the Quanzhen Sect with him, and he was even happier in his heart, he tried to dispel Qiao Heng's only concern, and reassured: "It's been a long time to go down the mountain for the teacher, it's time to go back." Your mother has prepared your luggage, and your mother has informed you from your lord's place, so don't worry too much. ”

For some reason, Qiao Heng always felt that Qiu was extremely anxious, as if he wished he could follow him out of the palace quickly. But think about it, he, the master, is so bad with Wanyan Honglie, it is really rare to be able to suppress his temperament and take it here for a few months.

He knew that the master didn't like him to mention Wanyan Honglie from time to time, and Qiao Heng didn't want to provoke him in such an inconsequential matter, so he responded immediately, "Disciple, I'm going to say goodbye to my mother." ”

"Go ahead. ”

Qiu Chuji was in a good mood today, he was waiting for Qiao Heng in place, thinking about how to arrange his apprentice after returning to the Quanzhen Sect. Since he decided to bring the other party back to the sect, he wanted to cultivate the other party as a descendant disciple, and this was the first time he had accepted a descendant disciple, and his expectations for this apprentice were naturally unusual.

After a while, he suddenly said loudly: "Your Excellency has been watching from the side for a long time, you might as well come out and see it!"

A strange laugh came from the dark, and out came a white-haired and childish old man, half of his head was bald, it was Liang Ziweng, a subordinate of Wanyan Honglie. He said in a weird manner: "Okay, you stinky Taoist priest, while the prince is away, you want to kidnap the little prince to your Quanzhen Sect, and your Quanzhen Sect doesn't have this face!"

Qiu Chuji: "It's useless to talk too much, if you want to stop me, you might as well do it!"

Liang Ziweng didn't mean to fight him. Qiao Heng was originally taught by their brothers, but as soon as Qiu Chuji came, he suppressed all of them, he knew that he couldn't beat Qiu Chuji, and this appearance was just to deliberately say something bad and disgusting This stinky bull-nosed Taoist priest.

"Why do monks fight and kill all day long, you and I have taught the little prince, you and I have worked together, and Daoist Qiu can be regarded as half a foot into the prince's door, why should I fight with my own family!" Liang Ziweng said and laughed.

Qiu Chuji was indeed disgusted by him. Although he knew that his apprentice was not Wanyan Honglie's biological son, others didn't know that in the eyes of others, he was now the master of the little prince of the Jin Kingdom, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"I don't care about being a lackey for the golden people!" "Qiu Chuji pulled out his long sword, and the sword light was cold.

Liang Ziweng thought that Qiu Chuji was a monk, how could he also have the habit of fighting if he didn't agree with him, he saw that the situation was not good, he scolded in his heart, and immediately took up his light skills and fled. However, his martial arts skills are not as good as Qiu Chuji's after all, and he was still cut on the arm by Qiu Chuji's sword before escaping.

Qiu Chuji doesn't have the time to chase me with him now, so he only writes down this account in his heart, just waiting for it to be recovered in the next day.

When Qiao Heng came back, he saw Qiu Chuji holding his beard with one hand, his eyes were contemplative, he knew that the master's behavior seemed to be calm and pleasant, but in fact it was not.

Qiao Heng hurriedly stepped forward and said, "The disciple is late, and I hope that the master will forgive the sin." ”

Originally, Qiu Chuji was still secretly annoyed by Liang Ziweng's words, but when he saw Qiao Heng thinking that he was angry because he was late, so he made an apologetic and respectful gesture, the anger in his heart also dissipated.

Qiu Chuji also knew that although he ranked first in the seven sons of Quanzhen in kung fu, he was far inferior to his peers in terms of self-cultivation ability. He loves to fight and fight, and for this reason, Master and all the brothers and sisters have said that he has said him many times.

He acts more sincerely, and his apprentice should also have some experience of this, but the other party has always respected and been obedient to him, turning a blind eye to his occasional pickiness, extremely docile, and pure. During the period of his life in the palace, he was taken care of by his apprentice, but whenever he opened his mouth, the other party would bow to him.

With such a good temper, if he temporarily repented and abandoned the other party, his apprentice would definitely be tortured to death by Wanyan Honglie in a short time.

He raised his hand, an indescribable feeling surged in his heart, he raised his hand and touched the top of Qiao Heng's hair, and said, "Let's go with the teacher." ”