"I'm about twenty-two this year, and I have no father or mother. This answer seemed extremely strange. But in Xu Yongzheng's view, it is extremely natural. It's about two out of twenty, because Xu Yongzheng himself doesn't know when he was born, and having no father and no mother naturally doesn't mean that he jumped out of the crack in the stone, but since he has a memory, he has no parents, no smile, no voice, and no one knows whether they are dead or alive, and his name and surname are taken by a weird old man. As for whether he is really twenty-two years old this year, he does not delve into it.

Of course, he didn't explain much to Mu Pengli about all this. What to say and what not to say, he has always been extremely measured.

As a result, the scene was silent for a while, looking extremely embarrassing, and the others naturally knew what he meant by fatherless and motherless, not what it was to be born and raised, in other words, just an orphan.

"Do you have any relatives elsewhere? poor child. The middle-aged woman asked pityingly.

"There is still an uncle in Zhongzhou, and he plans to go to the company in the future. Xu Yongzheng spoke a little depressed.

"Then have you ever planned to marry my Mu family?" Mu Pengli said coldly.

After Xu Yongzheng heard this, his expression changed slightly: "If the big thing is not done, I don't want to start a family." ”

"What kind of big thing, a family like my Mu family can't help you? If you become the fast son-in-law of the Mu family, once you ascend to the Qingjian Pavilion and learn the secrets of Taoism, your martial arts will definitely make great progress. If you want to make a name for yourself, our Mu family will also help you to become famous in the world and be on the list. Mu Pengli looked a little excited. When he thought about it, he was very angry with the vulgar theories of ordinary people, what big things can't be accomplished, and if he doesn't think about starting a family, it's just a prevarication.

"It's not easy to say mediocre. Xu Yongzheng replied with a serious expression, and he also had a determination that could not be changed.

After sending Xu Yongzheng away, Mu Pengli stood in front of the desk with his hands on his hips, looking quite unhappy, and the atmosphere behind this family banquet was extremely embarrassing. Although he tried out a lot of useful information, he also knew the swordsman's temperament. He was so dissatisfied, so angry and angry that he couldn't calm down and taste the tea.

"What kind of mind is it that can't guess that marrying my Mu family is to marry our Yi Ya Xu to him? No matter how stupid he is, he should know. There is also that, from the small town of Donglin, in the future, I will go to the gathering place of what Laoshizi, it is simply bullshit, and I have the skills to enter the Fuyao list, how can I have no teacher, no father and no mother, is it possible that I have been born and raised all these years, I think that swordsman is completely perfunctory. It's also a shame that our daughter's elbow is turned out, a girl's family, so fond of this swordsman?" his words were very depressed, and he also complained a little. In his opinion, such a swordsman should be able to tell his master, such as what kind of famous master he is, so as to meet his expectations.

The lady on the side couldn't help but say: "Master, you are confused, how could our daughter like such an unknown swordsman." ”

"I think our daughter has a lot of intentions if he doesn't marry. Mu Pengli joked.

"Father, where are you, when did I say that I liked this swordsman, and where did I mean that he would not marry. His whereabouts are unknown, his whereabouts are uncertain, and his mind is not pure, but he has some strength, and besides, he is such a wooden person, I will not like him for anything. Mu Yiya explained.

"Yes, master, our daughter is well-read, how can she look down on him after being a scholar. If it's a life-saving grace, it's almost paid off. Why do you make a promise with yourself? How can you make fun of your daughter with her daughter's life's events. The lady on the side chimed in.

"What Madame said is, Ya'er, it's better if you don't have this mind. Mu Pengli laughed.

Mu Yiya chose to bow down and leave, unable to see her expression clearly.

This love, perhaps, has already arrived.

It's just that Xu Yongzheng chose to turn a blind eye, listen but not listen, and only think about his own big things. What about Mu Yiya?

In a word, Qing has affection, but the gentleman is difficult to care.

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Xuanqing Temple, a Taoist temple with a very ordinary name, is extremely extraordinary.

It is located on the Xuanqing Mountain in Bingzhou, the entire mountain range belongs to it, the grand Taoist temple, can be said to be extremely civil and earthly. Different from ordinary Taoist temples, it does not seem to eat the fireworks of the world, and it is free and easy in the world, so it does not accept anyone's donations of worship alms, whether it is a dignitary or a common person, it only accepts the offerings of certain people.

The general trend of the world, Xuanqing view.

It's just eight big characters, but now few people in the rivers and lakes know the meaning and weight behind these eight words. Because it is already extremely mysterious, and over the years, it has been trying its best to maintain it and make itself even more mysterious.

But if you really want to talk about its energy, you have to talk about it. As the head of the world's three major intelligence agencies, Lingyan Pavilion belongs to this Taoist temple, which can be seen. Lingyan Pavilion has been famous for a long time and is known all over the world. Its intelligence is accurate, the information is reliable, the organization is refined, and it is deeply respected by the people in the rivers and lakes, of course, it is also deeply hated by the people in the rivers and lakes, for no other reason, because Lingyan Pavilion itself does not have any position, whoever has the right price, it will sell information to whom, and does not pay attention to any friendship and privacy, from the secrets of the past hundred years of the imperial court to the scars on the pawns of the peddlers, it can give an answer. However, some issues are too costly, and those secrets continue to be secrets. If you want to keep your secret, you have to spend money to buy it, and Lingyan Pavilion will never do second-hand trading, after all, as a commercial organization, it is based on integrity, unless someone offers a higher and more attractive price one day. It has an excellent grasp of this, and only in this way can it ascend to the throne of the first position in the intelligence agency.

If you talk about the battle in the world, the battle lies in strength. If you don't have intelligence, no matter how strong you are, you can only be blind. Lingyan Pavilion can definitely make any force in the world become blind, and it also has absolute strength, so that any force can become a dangerous wall full of holes, and be toppled by the enemies who covet it.

In fact, the rise of Lingyan Pavilion two hundred years ago was not without controversy. You must know that at that time, Jinyilou, known as the first floor of the rivers and lakes, was also engaged in intelligence trafficking, from officials and nobles to peddlers and pawns, and Jinyilou's eyeliner was all over the world. There have been rumors: No matter if you are a minister of a certain country, you are jealous of the beautiful concubine and blow the wind in your ears, or the first love of a certain general before he made a career, or the unknown gray income of the heroes of the rivers and lakes, or the name of an unknown chivalrous man who was revealed after his righteous and courageous deeds, or the ruffian hooligan at the head of a certain village peeked at the widow taking a bath, as long as you have done it, then Jin Yilou has the ability to let you have nothing to hide.

The pavilion master of Lingyan Pavilion at that time seemed to be a little immeasurable, and threatened to make a bet with Haotian, the owner of Jinyi Mansion at that time, regardless of anything else, only on the strength of his vision. The owner of Jinyi Mansion didn't have to pay attention to it, but then he took it for some reason. Three big bets, one bet on the troubled times, two bets on peerless masters, and three bets on a hundred years of life. In the end, the result was unexpected, the Lingyan Pavilion Lord won skillfully, and he won three games.

With stepping on the first floor at that time as a stepping stone, Lingyan Pavilion naturally stood firm, and continued to develop with an extremely stable and vigorous upward attitude, so that it had today's transcendent status.

The contemporary pavilion master of Lingyan Pavilion ended his retreat a few days in advance, and just informed the eldest disciple Ji Yunqing that a distinguished guest would come to visit him a few days later. As a big disciple, Ji Yunqing naturally didn't dare to slack off, pushed off the affairs in his hands, and rushed to Xuanqing Temple early to wait.

On this day, the old pavilion owner, who had not been debated outside and looked extremely mysterious, was dressed in a classical black robe, and the robe was tattooed with countless dragon cloud patterns, which looked more dignified. He even rejected the request of his disciples, opened the middle door himself, withdrew a number of subordinates, and set up a set of expensive tables and chairs in the wide square in front of the view.

Who is worthy of the Lingyan Pavilion Master's attention? Ji Yunqing's mind was clear, and he couldn't help but take a big breath. As a child who was only seven or eight years old and was accepted as a disciple by the mysterious old man in front of him, and was later brought into the Lingyan Pavilion by the old man himself to teach and learn, and even he was very likely to take over the position of the old man in the future, he was naturally familiar with the inside story of the Lingyan Pavilion. Lingyan Pavilion has a long history and is also quite legendary. And the people who are worthy of Ling Yan Pavilion to put on such a battle to greet are all to welcome the talented and domineering people who have already made a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes at that time. You must know that the last person who deserves to be treated like this by the lord of Lingyan Pavilion was the son of the Jiang family who started in Donglin many years ago, entered the free list, and came to worship Xuanqingguan alone, that is, now he has left many legends in the rivers and lakes and is the overlord of Donglin - Qingdi Jiang Yun.

But this time, what made Ji Yunqing feel strange was that the person who came seemed to be relatively secretive, and even Ji Yunqing didn't know a thing or two about his family history, and he couldn't even know his name and surname from this teacher. Thinking of this, Ji Yunqing looked at the green sun above his head, and also at the teacher who was seated, and sighed in his heart: I hope it won't be a prank by the teacher.

The weather is excellent, the sun is shining, the breeze is gentle, the heart is warm, and the spring is coming, the boundless spring is in full view, it is a good day to entertain guests. The old pavilion master sat upright for a while, and he already felt a little sleepy, and the March day was already making people drowsy. He looked at the hour, untied his robe, then stretched his waist widely, looked at the tea cup in front of him, patted the board, pointed to the tea leaves on the table, and beckoned Ji Yunqing to sit down.

"It's still early, apprentice, bring a good pot of tea to the teacher. ”

When Ji Yunqing heard this, he was silent for a moment. I thought to myself, I don't wait for the guests to come, I have to drink this rare tribute tea by myself, the teacher is really informal. Although he had some doubts in his heart, he had never disobeyed his master's orders, so he respectfully saluted the old man, then knelt down, rolled up his sleeves, and warmed the tea set.

When it comes to making tea, Ji Yunqing is one of the few hobbies that he is less interested in. After a while, on the sandalwood table, there was a three-fold fragrant tribute tea, which was called dragon coveting, and it was also one of the few types that Ji Yunqing highly admired, so his hands and feet were extremely cautious, for fear of wasting half of the tea, after all, this is a famous product that real dragons can't covet.