It's about the age of the woman, do you think I will answer if you add "expensive"? Fu Zhenyu smiled, and when she was about to change the topic, Cang Zijian replied on her behalf: "If you are ambitious, you are not young, don't ask more." ”

The meaning of maintenance is so obvious, Meng Zhe touched his nose, how could he not see it when he was described by the Marquis of Zhenyuan as "a tiger in his heart, sniffing roses"? At this moment, I saw that the cold boy who used to be high on the top, after experiencing such changes, not only did not seal his heart, but also had more "goodness" than before. As an old acquaintance, Meng Zhe admitted that he was very happy, so he teased Cang Zijian: "I didn't expect you to start meddling too." ”

Fu Zhenyu had already guessed that Cang Zijian and Meng Zhe were old acquaintances, and it was okay to hear this, but Qian Wenju only knew about it. He didn't know much, he thought even less, and when he had doubts, he didn't detour at all, and asked Meng Zhe directly: "Did Brother-in-law Gu and Senior Brother know each other before?" ”

Hearing this title, Fu Zhenyu interjected and deliberately denied it: "The fourth aunt of the Gu family is surnamed Meng, and he is the master of a thousand households in the Shenji Battalion, how can the senior brother know him?" ”

The Qian family, a super-rich family, integrates government and business. Qian Wenju had just come back from home again, and his familiarity with such a confidential place as the Shenji Camp was only one layer worse than that of the world-famous Jinyi Guard.

After thinking about it carefully, Qian Wenju scratched his head, and asked the omniscient senior brother in his heart not very surely: "The three thousand households of the Shenji Battalion seem to be only the son-in-law of the Marquis of Zhenyuan, surnamed Meng, right?" ”

Meng Zhe's eyes changed when he looked at Qian Wenju.

There are more than 3,000 people in the Shenji Battalion, in addition to the major leaders, there are also 3,000 households, which is something that everyone in the Shenji Camp knows. But for ordinary people, it's good that they can know what the Divine Machine Camp is. Li Zijian, the second junior brother, knew so clearly, did Li Zijian tell him, or did he know it himself?

Meng Zhe fell into deep thought.

Could it be that this chubby and fleshy man also has some great identity?

Fu Zhenyu answered Qian Wenju's question in a cooler voice: "I don't know what the second senior brother said. But know a little bit, I only knew it a quarter of an hour ago, Yongyan, is the person of the Marquis of Zhenyuan. And I've really taken in an unusual apprentice. ”

Cang Zijian finally determined that his junior sister was unhappy, and it was because he knew that Gu Yongyan was from the Hou Mansion. just saw that Fu Zhenyu was unhappy, and he was not the only one who guessed the reason. Gu Yongyan also looked at the problem, and immediately quickly explained to Fu Zhenyu: "Master, don't worry, I didn't mean to hide it. I, I... I just don't want to be deceived in the name of the Hou Mansion, and I want to rely on myself-"

"I'm not annoyed with you." Fu Zhenyu gently interrupted him, smiled and said, "I guess you, not only are you not concealing, but you are looking forward to being born in a common people's family. It's a bit silly, but I can understand it. ”

"Then what are you annoyed about?" Cangzijian asked.

Fu Zhenyu ignored him, looked at Meng Zhe, and said, "Meng Qianhu just asked me how old I am, right?" Meng Qianhu, do you know "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"? ”

Meng Zhe was happy to watch the excitement, seeing the excitement of Cang Zijian, he said enthusiastically: "Although I don't read much, I also know that this is the masterpiece of a young genius with the same surname as me." ”

Fu Zhenyu said: "That's it!" Those who do nothing are in vain; Those who have learned will inevitably become famous at a young age. I know what Meng Qianhu means, are you curious why Yongyan doesn't worship his senior brother and worships me as a nobody, right? This, you can ask Yongyan, I can't answer it. I only know that Yongyan is a good seedling, and I am willing to teach him. ”

Full of praise and satisfaction, Meng Qianhu was speechless, looked at Gu Yongyan and quipped: "Are you such a person?" ”

Gu Yongyan ignored him, looked at Fu Zhenyu with a light smile, and said quite dotingly: "You want to know the reason, right?" Let the fourth brother-in-law ask what to do? If you want to know, I won't hide it. At first, I worshipped you as a teacher, and I did it casually. For months, I will be willing to be your first disciple. There are more than 40 people in Nanhu Academy, and the most important thing is all kinds of talented people. You are inferior in all respects, but you have a strong heart. ”

Even when he heard the words "everything is not as good as people", Fu Zhenyu was still very happy. But the sixth sense told her that she was in danger. Fu Zhenyu's gaze immediately glanced counterclockwise along the Eight Immortals Table.

The second senior brother looked at the senior brother nervously, and the senior brother's eye knife passed over Meng Zhe and shot at Gu Yongyan; Meng Zhe, at this time, put away his joking look, like a humble brother, and looked at his younger brother who had grown a lot with satisfaction; Gu Yongyan looked at herself, with two words written on her face, appreciating.

There is no danger.

In the end, only Fan Ming remained, the closest Fan Ming to her.

Fu Zhenyu's eyes didn't move, and when he looked at it, Fan Ming's whole person exuded a fierceness, which made people's hearts tremble.

Qian Wenju was only a breath slower than Fu Zhenyu, and he discovered that Fan Ming was wrong. He immediately withdrew his awe of Cang Zijian, looked at Fan Ming, and asked sternly: "Fan Ming, why do you look at my junior brother like this?" ”

At the age of thirteen, Fan Ming, who was at the beginning of her period, finally had a girl's sixth sense.

Gu Yongyan has never looked at anyone like this, including herself. She didn't know what Gu Yongyan's eyes represented when she looked at Fu Zhenyu, but she knew one thing. That is, Fu Zhenyu is different from Gu Yongyan.

When you meet love, your IQ is zero.

What's more, Fan Ming is just a thirteen-year-old little girl who was spoiled by her parents and family. Without thinking, he blurted out a rhetorical question: "Where did you come from, isn't it a junior sister?" ”

"Fan Ming!"

Gu Yongyan only listened to the first half of the sentence, and then spoke out as soon as possible, but it was too late.

On the side of Nanhu Academy, Qian Wenju, who didn't know the details of Fan Ming, was only annoyed by Fan Ming's revelation, and took the case with a solemn atmosphere, splashing the hot tea in front of him; Fu Zhenyu was glad that she had just driven everyone away, but fortunately, Aunt Su, who was guarding them, knew her details; Cang Zijian, there were all kinds of troubles today, and he was affected by Fu Zhenyu's ignorance, and at this time, seeing Fan Ming causing chaos, regardless of the fact that the other party was just a little girl, he immediately turned back: "Where did Miss Fan get the courage to say that my junior sister?" ”

In a word, he admitted that Fu Zhenyu was a girl's family, and at the same time exposed Fan Ming's true identity, exposed each other, and deliberately hurt each other.

Qian Wenju's murderous aura suddenly disappeared, sat back in a daze, and asked Fu Zhenyu: "Senior brother, what Senior Brother just said is, Miss Fan, right?" Fan Ming, like you, is it a girl's family? ”

I don't know if it's Shunkou or frightened, Qian Wenju still calls Fu Zhenyu his junior brother.

Meng Zhe, who was forgotten by everyone, regretted it immensely.

The fifth brother worshipped a woman as a teacher, and became a classmate with the girl's family-

He shouldn't have found his brother-in-law, even if he did, he should have listened to Cang Zijian just now and ate first. As for now, he could only sigh and say to Cangzijian: "Find a place where you can talk." ”

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