Mu Qi'er and Wang Liang followed the waiter up the quaint staircase, maybe it was really old, and some squeaky wooden sounds came out little by little, dripping with time and antiquity. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Seventh Ancestor of the Wang family, who is now in power, is a controversial figure in the entire Shenzhou, and because of his father Wang Qiong, the Confucianism of the Seventh Ancestor Dynasty has been attracting everyone's attention since he was very young.

Talent, strength, heart, everyone's eyes gather on him all the time, there will be appreciation and abuse, and there will naturally be disappointment if there is expectation.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this experience that the Seven Ancestors have a somewhat rebellious character, who loves to play, loves pleasure, loves extravagance, and has a drunken life today, and even customizes a private house for himself in this Chaotianque, and spends time here for many years.

Mu Qi'er didn't clear and didn't care about the style of this noble-born ancestor, he only knew that this ancestor had said to himself that if there was a problem, you could come to find him in this chaotianque, and whether the matter could be solved was Mu Qi'er's current priority.

The waiter took Mu Qi'er and Wang Liang to shuttle on the second floor of this sky, and his footsteps did not stop at all, and kept walking towards the depths.

The two-story structure of this Chaotianque is very different from the first floor, and the wooden aisle is divided into small rooms of different sizes on both sides, and it is impossible to know what kind of Mu Waier looks inside, but just from the carved beams and paintings on the outside, one by one is exquisitely made, I am afraid that the inside will be more luxurious.

The wooden path is very long, and you don't know where it leads, but stepping on it has the feeling of stepping on soft ground, and every step seems to be very comfortable.

After walking around for about half an hour, the waiter finally stopped in front of a much simple-looking wooden house in the corner and motioned for Mu Qi'er and Wang Liang to go in on their own.

Mu Qi'er was already a little tired of the ink for such a long time, and was about to reach out and open the door to enter, but was stopped by Wang Liang, who was still a little apprehensive on his face.

"Be respectful to the ancestor, you are still young, and it is understandable that you don't understand these etiquette things, so I'll come."

After finishing speaking, Wang Liang stretched out his somewhat wrinkled robe, stood respectfully at the door of the cabin and said:

"The young son of the seventeenth vein is the commander of the martial guard, please meet the ancestor, look at it!" The voice is neither loud nor small, and the proficient look is probably specially trained.

"Come in." A heavy voice came from inside the room.

With the permission of the ancestor himself, Wang Liang cautiously opened the door and signaled that Mu Qi'er could go in.

Although he was very dissatisfied with Wang Liang's so-called etiquette, Mu Qi'er still chose to respect him and walked towards the house according to his instructions, while Wang Liang followed behind Mu Qi'er unhappily.

After entering the cabin, the first thing that catches your eye is a very large central hall, all kinds of furniture are neatly placed, one by one carved magnificent, two small pale green trees of unknown variety swaying behind the door, exuding a faint fragrance.

And the seven generations of ancestors that Mu Qi'er wanted to see were lying on a wide soft couch in the middle hall in a snow-white velvet robe, looking at Mu Qi'er and Wang Liang with worried eyes.

According to Wang Liang's guidance, Mu Qi'er met the ancestor in a regular manner, and then sat on a wooden pier opposite the soft couch under the will of the ancestor and started a formal conversation, while Wang Liang stood beside Mu Qi'er with a respectful face, playing the role of a good guard.

"Original boy, are you very idle, running around at night to toss my old man." There was some dissatisfaction in Old Ancestor's voice.

Mu Qi'er did not respond to the ancestor directly, but directly talked about the purpose of his trip.

"Report to the ancestor, Yuan'er came here this time to rebuild the camp first, and there are some problems that the ancestor needs to help."

The five words of first camping and rebuilding finally made the ancestor feel a little more energetic, and slowly sat up from the soft couch.

"Huh? Didn't they all allow you to rebuild and camp first, and what do you want to make noise? All the military quarters are temporarily borne by the back army, didn't they inform you? ”

Mu Qi'er really didn't expect that these Seven Ancestors would pretend to be confused for the old disrespect, and his tone of voice couldn't help but become eager.

"I don't care where it comes from, just give me so many places, and I'm going to go to the northern battlefield in three months? Ancestor, you might as well kill me directly! ”

"You're going to be dirty, I'm going to cut it myself?" Wang Liang hurriedly pulled Mu Qi'er's sleeve behind him, expressing concern about his unseemly attitude.

The ancestor's face was also a little embarrassed for a moment, he sat up straight, his two pairs of eyes were no longer misty, staring straight at this junior who dared to play with him, and the heavy momentum permeated out.

"Oh? How many people are given to you is the result of the above discussion, and letting you go to the battlefield is also out of the need to train talents, what's the matter? If you're not satisfied, don't brag about rebuilding the first place! ”

"You think you set up a camp to let you eat dry food!"

Mu Qi'er has already let go of the Buddha and can hear his own heartbeat, the strength of the ancestor is really unfathomable, just this momentum makes Mu Qi'er feel as if his body is full of endless mountains, and it is very difficult to take a breath.

It was Wang Liang who took over the conversation in time and shared the pressure of Mu Qi'er.

"Report to the ancestors, it is glorious to go to the camp first, but the reconstruction is not an overnight thing, and I hope the ancestors can be more considerate and help."

"Don't come here to howl at me, go and divorce your daughter-in-law of the Lu family before you speak, what can you do except embarrass my Wang family!" Who would have thought that as soon as Wang Liang opened his mouth, the ancestor seemed to be even more angry, and Mu Qi'er, who was oppressed by the burst momentum, felt that he was about to faint the next moment.

Fortunately, the ancestor's control was not bad, and after noticing Mu Qi'er's situation, he reined in his momentum in time, leaned on the soft couch with an indifferent face and spoke again:

"Original boy, give you the opportunity to meet me at any time, I don't want you to tell me these trivial things, hurry up and go back to me, I don't have so much spare time!"

Wang Liang behind him still wanted to fight, but he was stopped by the ancestor's fierce eyes, and he didn't know what to say.

Mu Qi'er glanced at the heavy sweat on his palms, slowly stood up and said:

"Ancestor, there are a group of young people from the Gu Land in the Langchao Hall, I hope that we will first enter the camp and the twenty people in this district can choose which children will be given priority, and after three months, whether there is life or death on the battlefield, the original children are all willing!"

The ancestor didn't expect Mu Qi'er to dare to make a request at this time, and there was a slight groan in his expression.

"Okay, let's go down."

Mu Qi'er and Wang Liang were instructed, and they didn't stop doing much longer, and hurriedly walked out of the house where the ancestor was and went outside. I don't know if I got a satisfactory answer, or if I had been desperate to leave the impatient gaze of the ancestor for a long time.

Descending the squeaky stairs and passing through the more crowded crowd on the first floor of Chaotianque, Mu Qi'er and Wang Liang were very silent all the way.

When he really faced the power of the ancestor, Mu Qi'er knew what kind of oppressive force it was! After walking silently with Wang Liang for a long time, Mu Qi'er still felt that the ancestor was angry!

Turning around and glancing at the bright Chaotianque in the night, Mu Qi'er secretly made up his mind that the next time he came to see the ancestor, it would never be the situation he was in now!

Hedong and Hexi, young people should be dressed in brocade!

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