The door opened, and two rows of girls came in with red candles, silver plates, and fragrant fruits, and stood in the middle of the room waiting for orders.

Qing Ruyun pretended to inspect and went around in a circle, but stopped where the last person was standing.

She hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised her steps, her eyes rolled as if she had guessed something, and then lowered her head to hide a smile on the corner of her mouth.

At that time, the girls and mothers-in-law all lowered their eyebrows and bowed their heads, not daring to make a sound.

Qing Ruyun thought for a moment, and then said: "Have all the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion arrived?" ”

One of the leader's mothers-in-law said, "It will take half an hour." ”

Qing Ruyun nodded and said, "The little lady is a little tired, there is no need to put these false courtesies, you all go out." ”

The leader's mother-in-law nodded busily and beckoned the maids out of the room.

Qing Ruyun stopped the maid at the bottom of the queue and said, "You stay and wash the little lady." ”

When the mother-in-law and the girl had already retreated, Qing Ruyun bolted the wooden door, turned around, looked at the maid fixedly, and finally burst out laughing.

The maid originally lowered her head tightly, but when she heard Qing Ruyun's laughter, she straightened up and was shocked.

Qing Ruyun hurriedly put her fingers to her lips, made a boo gesture, walked to the little lady again, took out an old fan from her waist, and gently raised the fan tassel in front of the red veil, and the incense hidden in the fan bone was inhaled into the nose by the little lady, and she immediately fainted.

Qing Ruyun turned around, first signaled to Yu Wuze that there was no need to panic, and then said to the maid with a smile: "You kneel." ”

The familiar voice floated into his ears, and Xi Gu, whose face was painted with pink and white jade, raised his head, stared at Qing Ruyun with wide eyes, and couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

Yu Wuzewu was at a loss.

Qing Ruyun said with a smile: "Yu'er, this is Xi Gu, the Xi Gu of 'Xi Xi Gu Wind', is my younger brother who picked it up on the side of the road." He said to Xi Gu again: "This is Sister Yu'er." ”

Xi Gu said obediently: "Sister Yu'er is good. ”

As he spoke, Qing was like a cloud passing over the copper basin, Xi Gu picked up a puddle of water, washed the red and thick fat powder on his face, and took a plain scarf handed by the other party to wipe his face.

Yu Wuze also returned the courtesy: "Xi Gu is a good little boy." ”

When he got up, he carefully looked at the person in front of him, and saw that the young man was in good shape, his face was slightly red, his eyebrows were full of fortitude, and there were a few cute little freckles on both sides of the high nose bridge.

Qing Ruyun asked, "You came from Nanrong alone?" Aren't you afraid of danger? ”

Xi Gu said: "My sister always sneaks out to play alone, so I have to look for my sister by myself." ”

Qing Ruyun stretched out her long finger to scratch the tip of his nose, made a grimace again, and said, "Little ghost, do you think I will believe whatever you say?" ”

She looked around, put her hands to her lips, smiled knowingly, and called in the direction of the roof, "Master! Be careful not to catch a cold on the beam! ”

When Yu Wuze heard it, he didn't know what to do.

After a while, I heard a voice like a broken cymbal shouting: "Master? There is no Master here! ”

But the breeze hit, fascinated everyone's eyes, a beautiful bearded man jumped down silently from the roof beam, before everyone opened their eyes to react, he had sat down beside the little lady with a smile, holding a purple sand texture of the teapot in his left hand, the body of the pot was uneven like the bark, a monk was briefly painted on it, the most peculiar thing is that the lid of the pot was broken half, and a faint aroma of tea soup came out leisurely from the broken place.

The figure who was respectfully respected by Qing Ruyun took a drink from the tattered little teapot, and the fragrant tea was hearty, then he stuck out his tongue, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Hello dolls!" ”

I saw that he had a white beard, looked about fifty years old, wore a gray and white shirt that did not fit well, his face was full of red light, his eyes were crooked with a smile, and his expression was very friendly.

Qing Ruyun hurriedly saluted the master: "The apprentice has seen the master, and now he sees that the master is all right, and he is more energetic than before the apprentice left Qiantang, and the apprentice is really happy in his heart!" Everyone in the martial arts has to respect you as an old man, but if you see it with your own eyes, who can not help but sigh that the master crane has a childish face, such as the noon day, if the posture of an immortal, the air can swallow mountains and rivers, and shake the eight directions, there is a way that the dragon goes out to sea and the tiger leaps into the forest, it is the youth that is not old, old-fashioned——"

Listen and listen, the more this disciple talks, the more ridiculous it becomes, and if he doesn't stop it, he will say that he is "old-fashioned", I am afraid that the garbage word "thousand-year-old demon" will also come as soon as he opens his mouth, 'The old man of Dumu hurriedly stopped: "Stop!" Mouth! Butt butt, you know how to make fun of your master by saying some sycophant! ”

He let out a low "hum" from his nose to show his dissatisfaction, and said, "You are running around without a proper line, compared to your senior sister, you are not good as a teacher, very bad." ”

Yu Wuze snorted, and finally couldn't help laughing, feeling a scorching gaze sweeping over, she immediately silenced, forcibly held back her laughter, and held back her abdominal pain, and hurriedly bowed to the ground, because she could only squeeze out a few words from between her teeth with difficulty: "Junior, Yu Wuze met the old man Dumu, and it was a blessing for the junior to meet the first grandmaster of martial arts." ”

The old man took another sip of tea, nodded, and said gently: "Good boy, it's polite." Since you praise me as the first grandmaster, I will not be humble with you, good boy, you are right, I say first, I will never dare anyone say-"

Xi Gu corrected: "If you are the second to be humble, no one will dare to say that you are the first." ”

The old man smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes." ”

Yu Wuze secretly rejoiced: Fortunately, my father once mentioned the martial arts matter in the Western Regions with me, and said that the whereabouts of the old man Dumu of the Five Taijian Sect Master are secretive, and few people have seen it, but if you see a red-nosed and fat uncle who does not leave the half-covered and tattered pot, most of them are undoubtedly him, and it is easy to recognize, otherwise I still shake my head when I see the grandmaster's figure, but it really seems too uninformed.

In fact, whether it is the Western Regions Martial Arts or the Central Plains Martial Arts, the old man can be called the first.

He is known as the martial arts with five swords, no one can stand out, in the early years of the Phoenix Flower City under the Kunlun Mountain, two years ago, after the King of Xilang captured the Phoenix Flower City, the old man also avoided the Central Plains.

Speaking of the Five Tai Swords, it is the first swordsmanship in today's martial arts, but the old man of Dumu has never liked to compare with others, and he restricts the apprentices to make trouble in the name of the Five Tai Swords.

For decades, the old man has been simple and simple, not moved by fame and fortune at all, and has not established a sect or accepted fewer disciples, so the heirs of the five Taijian are the pearls under the jaw that are not encountered, Lin Qingyi is counted as one, Qing Ruyun is also counted as one, and Xi Gu can only follow the old man behind him to make tea and pour water, clean the teapot, respect the "old man", learn some fist and foot kung fu in his spare time, and occasionally compare and compare kendo, and never dare to call himself a disciple.

Although the old man is the grandmaster of the grandmasters, he is very straightforward and cute, uninhibited, and often close to the juniors, so although there is a difference of thirty or forty years with Xi Gu, he can get rid of the constraints of the seniors.

Qing Ruyun asked, "Is Master worried about the safety of the apprentice?" ”

Hearing this, the old man and Xi Gu, you look at me, I look at you, no one has spoken for a long time, and they all said in their hearts: Do you want to say it? How so?

At the end, an old man and a young man suddenly said in unison: "You speak first." ”

After a while, they all said in unison: "I'll say it first." ”

The air was still again.