Beiming Zhenren took the new junior sister away, and the so-called master waved his sleeves and did not take away a cloud, but left a jaw.

The ladies of the families were reluctant to disperse, and the news that Cheng San was accepted as a disciple by the national teacher almost had wings, and it spread all over the capital in an instant.

Chapter Shoufu Fu.

When Huang saw his mother-in-law, his eyes were still straight, so that Mrs. Zhang thought something was wrong, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, aren't you happy in the Weiguo Mansion?" ”

Huang is a little daughter-in-law, her mouth is sweet and spicy, Mrs. Zhang pities her for having a difficult pregnancy, she gets along well on weekdays, and speaks naturally and casually: "I told you not to go, but you didn't listen, now it's okay, I came back with a soul, and I don't know that I think you lost your soul!" ”

"Mother-in-law, daughter-in-law is really lost." Huang pulled Mrs. Zhang's sleeve and muttered.

"What the hell is going on?" Mrs. Zhang was a little anxious.

Huang took a deep breath and said: "Mother-in-law, the real person of the Northern Darkness of Xuanqing Temple is here today, and the three girls will go to the temple to worship the teacher!" ”

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but stand up: "Is there really such a thing? Could it be that the real person of Beiming accepted Cheng San as an apprentice? This can't be, there should be seventy real people, and the apprentices don't know how many, will they accept a talented little girl as an apprentice? ”

"Mother-in-law, I'm afraid I can't call Miss Cheng San a little girl now. It is not the real person of Beiming who accepts her as an apprentice, but the master of the real person, who is the teacher of the country! ”

Mrs. Zhang's body shook.

Huang was shocked: "Mother-in-law, what's wrong with you?" ”

Mrs. Zhang put her hand on her forehead: "Wait, I'm a little dizzy!" ”

At this time, the mansion of the noble officials in Beijing. Mrs. Zhang, who was a little dizzy, was alone.

The exclamation of the maid sounded in Huairenbo's mansion: "Oh no, the old lady has fainted!" ”

After some tossing, Mrs. Meng woke up slowly. Looking at the second son with a pale face, he asked, "Have you really heard that the third girl was accepted as a disciple by the national teacher?" ”

Second Master Cheng gritted his teeth: "Yes, the apprenticeship ceremony was held at Xuanqing Temple at noon today, and it is said that even the old lady from Xie Mansion went to watch the ceremony." ”

Old Madam Meng still couldn't accept this fact: "How can the three girls have such a creation, could it be ...... Could it be that he made it up to wash away the stigma on his body? ”

It has been 40 years since he was born, and this news is hard to believe.

"Where can I make it up. It was the person who went to the Weiguo Mansion to pick it up in person. That evil obstacle must have worshiped the master a long time ago, but he wanted to hide it from our house. Mother, you didn't see it. When my son first heard the news, what were the looks in the eyes of those colleagues! ”

yes, could there be more unlucky than him? ruthlessly expelled the broom star daughter from the house, so as not to let her harm the family again. Who knew that it didn't even take a month. She has become a disciple of the national teacher, and she can be on an equal footing with the real people of the Northern Underworld, isn't this a slap in his face?

Second Master Cheng was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and Mrs. Meng already instructed with a calm face: "Second Master, don't mention such words as evil obstacles in the future." Although the third girl followed the Han family, the blood and family are here, and you put on a good color, can she still not recognize you as a father? ”

Cheng Er's master thought of talking to Cheng Wei that day. She was quite obedient, and her heart was slightly relieved.

"Dick. You change your clothes and go to Xuanqing to watch the ceremony. ”

"This-" Second Master Cheng hesitated.

He can't erase this face.

Old Madam Meng looked calm: "What's this, you are the father of the third girl, this is a fact that can't be changed, the more famous she is, the more she can't ignore your father in public." ”

Speaking of this, Mrs. Meng smiled: "As long as you go, others will naturally remember who the father of the third girl is." ”

Second Master Cheng was moved by Mrs. Meng's last words.

Mrs. Meng sighed: "It's a pity that Aunt Dong has already straightened out, if not, maybe she can ask the Han family to come back." ”

Aunt Dong had only been corrected not long ago, and it was the time of gentleness and pettiness, when the second master Cheng thought of the coldness of the Han family and the time of leaving, he said: "The Han family is stubborn, and there will be no turning back on what he decides." ”

Mrs. Meng said: "That's Aunt Dong here, if you send Aunt Dong and only guard her, you see if she is happy to live with you." Okay, you can pack up quickly, don't waste time. ”

Outside the door, Cheng Tong covered his mouth, retreated step by step, ran out of the courtyard door and rushed to Lianjiaoju, covered the door and cried bitterly.

Aunt Dong rushed over when she heard the sound, hugged Cheng Tong and asked, "Tong'er, why are you crying?" ”

"Mother, I—"

As soon as she heard this mother, Aunt Dong felt extremely ironed.

She finally has the day when her children will be called her mother openly.

"Tong'er, you are now a serious daughter-in-law, don't cry so much, beware of being laughed at."

Cheng Tong glanced at Aunt Dong with tears, she couldn't cry, she just wanted to sneer.

What about the concubine, or even the wife? In the end, in the eyes of grandmothers and fathers, there are only valuable and worthless.

"What's wrong?" Aunt Dong touched Cheng Tong's hair.

"Nothing." Cheng Tong was silently buried in Aunt Dong's arms.

She was so scared that she was so scared that she was cold, but she didn't dare to say anything.

Mother to father, the only value is to be obedient and obedient, if she knows that her father is cold-blooded, even the suppleness is not decent, if her father is tired of it, the Han family can still reconcile, and the mother may only have a dead end.

On this day, the ripples caused by the appearance of the national teacher did not bring any disturbance to Cheng Wei, she just knelt down respectfully in front of the man with the crane hair and childish face, and said in a clear voice: "Disciple to meet the master." ”

Qingling Zhenren helped her up with a smile: "Kneel when you keep the apprenticeship." ”

Xuanqingguan has a Taoist altar named Wentian, which is only opened on the winter solstice and summer solstice, and the real people of the North Hellworld will ascend the altar to preach and teach on those two days. And Cheng Wei's apprenticeship ceremony was held there.

When the quaint and melodious bell of the Taoist temple rang, the Taoist priests in the temple were shocked, and they rushed to the altar of asking heaven and talked in a low voice.

"Why is the bell ringing at the altar? Could it be that something big is happening in the view? ”

"The bell is seven long and eight short, which means to gather disciples to observe the teacher's ceremony." The Taoist priest who spoke couldn't help but pause, and then looked shocked, "Being able to worship at the Heavenly Dao Altar, could it be that a real person has accepted apprentices?" ”

When the Taoist priests rushed to the altar, they saw that there were futons, incense candles and other things on the altar, all of which were used by the apprentice, and all the elders in the temple were present, and there were many faces dressed as laymen on the side.

The auspicious time was approaching, and a white-haired man wearing a moon-white Taoist uniform slowly walked up to the altar, and the Beiming Zhenren who was standing at the front led several elders to take the lead in bowing: "Disciple to meet the master." ”

The Taoist priests were dumbfounded, and it took a while to react and bow down one after another.

Cheng Wei was in the limelight and ascended to the altar step by step. (To be continued.) )