Father Wan was very satisfied with his son's ascendancy.

I don't know what my daughter thinks? This is the person whose current identity and talent in Jinzhou are the most compatible with his daughter.

Wan Jinyue still said lightly, "Then let's study and study together." ”

In the chess game, it is an endgame that Wan Jinyue has never seen before, and it seems that his father still has a lot of thought.

Ye Lin stayed until the evening before leaving, and Father Wan insisted on keeping him for dinner.

However, Ye Lin saw that Miss Wan had no feelings for herself, and at this time, she shouldn't move forward.

The little nephew didn't tell his mother when he went out, thinking that he would be able to go back in just a while. It is better to go home before dinner, so as not to worry about the elders. ”

Ye Lin spoke earnestly and bowed, and Wan Ziyang sent him to the gate before turning back.

Without waiting for Wan's father to ask, Wan Jinyue hurriedly said, "Today, my daughter has a bad appetite, and I have already sent Qinglan to talk to the kitchen, and the porridge and side dishes will be brought to my daughter's yard later." The father went to dinner, and the daughter took off. ”

Wan Ziyang, who sent people back here, saw his sister running away.

He could see that the third sister didn't like this so-called elegant and gentle man.

The next day, Yun Yuan, who couldn't go out for many days, finally left the house smoothly.

She has not been a killer for many years, but she has lost a lot of alertness, and she has not noticed that anyone is following her.

And there is more than one wave.

Although Yun Yuan was not a martial arts master in her previous life, she was also a leader among the killers.

Outstanding effort, good at using daggers.

But Wan Yatou's body has never been trained in martial arts, which really limits Yun Yuan's play.

Yun Yuan's rampant and domineering capital is just many years of practical experience, plus some ingenuity.

It's enough to deal with street gangsters, but it's a tragedy to face a real practitioner. After all, she is no longer the cloud-breaking person who did so lightly.

Today's Yun Yuan is not in a hurry to fight the gangsters. She decided to go and sit in the teahouse.

The teahouse that Yun Yuan went to was not the Dongshi Mingyangju that Ye Lin's son-in-law went to. She went to the West Market Teahouse.

The West Market of Jinzhou is famous for its mixture. The most important thing here is the nameless teahouse that people who sell labor love to go to.

For this reason, today's Yun Yuan deliberately wears cloth clothes.

The moment she stood on the street of Xishi, Yun Yuan began to count, and she decided to count to forty-nine, where she went, and where she went, she would go to drink tea.

Yun Yao here will sit down in the teahouse, and Cang Fu will go to report to Chenluo. Yun Yuan's rough decoration can't hide the often disguised cangfu.

On the other hand, Ye Dagongzi, who was willing to set foot in the West Market only when he came out every month to pretend to be a soup kitchen, also went out.

Yun Yuan ordered a bowl of coarse tea, a plate of coarse refreshments. Seemingly nonchalantly glanced around.

Teahouses are densely populated places, and teahouses like Xishi, although the rumors from the people at the bottom are a bit absurd, but they can also find a lot of useful information from them.

This point, when she was a killer, she already understood it very well.

But she didn't come to inquire about the news today, she came to listen to stories today.

A few days ago, Yun Yuan found a lot of folk tales read by children in Wan Jinyue's small study, and she was immediately interested.

But the script was turned too fast, she didn't even enjoy it, and she finished reading it in a bunch of books.

She didn't have the money to buy a book, thinking that the coarse tea was only a few dollars, so she simply came to the West Market to listen to the ready-made.

In other words, Yun Yuan's money was still robbed by the gangsters before.

"Have you heard of the Dustfall Mage?" The voice came from the sturdy man at the table near the door of the teahouse, with a loud voice, and he looked like a strong man.

"Of course I did." A circle of men around echoed.

"I used to set up a stage at Liu Yuanwai's house, and I saw Master Chenluo, that face, I have never seen such a good-looking person in my life."

"He is an archmage who knows ghosts and gods, and he looks different from us." A small man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks said.

"He's a real God, you know? He was able to predict the climate. ”

Predicting the climate, this is a bit like the saintess of Xiaxi back then, Yun Yuan drank the coarse tea in the bowl, twisted up a piece of osmanthus cake, and slowly chewed it.

"When I was working part-time at Liu Yuanwai's house, I heard that Liu Yuanwai's family suddenly had a bumper harvest last year because I listened to Master Chenluo's prophecy."

"That's bragging, man. Last year, the Dust Fall Mage hadn't come down the mountain yet. Seeing that this side was getting more and more lively, a sturdy man at the next table also came over.

When the man heard this, he was not annoyed at all, and then said, "It is said that Master Dustfall will go down the mountain, just because of Liu Yuanwai. Liu Yuanwai didn't believe this, but by chance last year, Liu Yuanwai met Master Dustfall on Kunshan Mountain. ”

The man said with a dry mouth, took a big sip of coarse tea, and continued, "Master said that last year was the most suitable for planting cotton, and Liu Yuanwai made a bet with Master Chenluo that if the cotton was not harvested, Master Chenluo would have to leave Kundong from now on. As a result, the mage won, and Liu Yuanwai also sent a house to the mage for this. ”

"Liu Yuanwai is not a loss, he made money last year, but he can not only buy a house." It's the man with the monkey cheeks again.

The more people gathered, the more they talked, and they talked about the miraculous stories of the apparitions of the dusty mages they had heard from everywhere.

Yun Yuan was about to fall asleep here, and she suddenly remembered, why didn't she just go to listen to the book?

Yun Yuan, who acted neatly, settled the account and went straight to the storyteller. Yun Yuan, who was walking and stopping, wondered in her heart, don't people in this West Market have heard of books?

Thirty steps ahead of Yun Yuan, there was a commotion. I can't find a storyteller, so it's good to watch the excitement.

"Little lady." Ying'er, who was called the little lady, wore a patched hundred family clothes and retreated again and again, and her face was pretty that poverty could not be covered.

Xishi Yiba Li Goudan has been very rampant recently, and the little man named Yuan Jing has not appeared for more than a month. This West Market is really still my dog's world.

"Little lady, don't be afraid, go with your brother, my brother will love you well."

Li Goudan is not very old, tall and strong, with a somewhat honest face, but his expression is very obscene, which makes people look at a kind of indescribable weirdness.

What Yun Yuan squeezed forward to see was this weird face, which was very uncomfortable to see. Yun Yuan subconsciously threw a punch.

"Who? Who dares to beat Lao Tzu, do you know who Lao Tzu is? ”

The crowd automatically leaned to both sides, and the little girl who had not yet grown up stood in front of Li Goudan. "I called, what's wrong?"

"Jing ...... Brother Jing. Li Goudan sighed secretly, his luck is really declining. Brother, is this little girl in love? Just say it, and the younger brother will definitely take the initiative to give it to the elder brother. ”

Yun Yuan glanced at Ying'er, she was a Peugeot girl, and she looked as big as a girl. "What's your name?"

"Ying'er." The girl's voice is crisp, tactful and good.

"Follow the master in the future, there is a lack of a maid at home, pack up your things and follow me." The dust in a black robe fell in the crowd, watching coldly.

Ye Lin changed his costume and hid in the crowd, his heart was full of doubts, who was this person who entered and left the county king's mansion freely?