Zeng Jing was a general doctor thirteen years ago, and now a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion.

Thirteen years ago, the wife of the main family murdered the concubine because she was jealous of the concubine, and then the concubine gave birth to a son for some reason.

The concubine gave birth to a son, Sangsang.

That concubine is now the main lady of Zeng Jing's scholar.

Su Yu naturally knew Sangsang's life experience very well, and he didn't refuse to let Sangsang recognize his relatives, with his own parents, he would never have this idea of isolating people, but he didn't expect it to come a little quickly.

"It turned out to be Mr. Su,"

In the scholar's mansion, waiting was a middle-aged man wearing a robe from the court, and when the scholar saw Su Yu, he used a smile on his face to hide the surprise in his eyes.

It is not a trivial matter for the princess of Tang to return to Chang'an, and the daughter of her own who his wife recognized is naturally not a trivial matter.

Just after investigating, he still didn't expect that the person who adopted his daughter was such a young man, and he was still a great cultivator who could rival the Great Sword Master.

"Sangsang can go back, but not now."

From the time this scholar sent someone to invite him, Su Yu guessed the other party's plan, so he opened his mouth very bluntly.

"Because of the cold in her body, she must embark on the path of cultivation, so she definitely can't be a lady in Zeng's mansion."

Because of Su Yu's assertion and the identity of the cultivator, although Zeng Jing had doubts, he could only hide them.

However, Su Yu did not stop Sangsang from going to Zengfu often, as the willow trees outside Chang'an City pulled out new leaves, the peach trees were full of peach blossoms, and two months passed again.

"In the academy, is there such a person as Ning Que?"

Su Yu in the shop was chatting with Sang Sang, chatting about the new life of the academy, and then suddenly remembered this, so he asked.

Sang Sang raised his head and thought for a moment, then said, "No, but I heard from other students that Master Yan Se of Chang'an City has accepted a new apprentice, and his name is Ning Que." ”

At this time, Su Yu smiled, he found that the plan of the strongest master in the world had already deviated since he appeared.

With the temperament of the rune master Yan Se, he finally accepted an apprentice, and he definitely wouldn't let it out, and the master suddenly lost an established apprentice, I'm afraid he would be so angry that he vomited blood.

The master of the Far North Wasteland was not so angry that he vomited blood, but he was indeed a little depressed, and at this time he was standing on a rocky slope in the wilderness, looking in the direction of the capital Chang'an.

His carriage stopped at the foot of the high slope, and his eldest disciple Li was slowly squatting beside the carriage, burning the stove on a flat bluestone, scalding mutton, steaming, like clouds in the sky.

"I didn't expect such a change to happen when people who don't exist in the world and people who are born to know come together, your little junior brother is gone?"

"Teacher, are you dead?"

Stretching out his chopsticks to turn over the whitish mutton in the pot, the young scholar with a water scoop and a scroll tied around his waist asked slowly.

"It seems that slowly you are not only slow to move, but also slow to brain."

The master looked at him, the eldest disciple, and said helplessly. "It's not that he's dead, it's that he was accepted as a disciple by someone else."

"What then?"

"What else, that person who does not exist in the world seems to have no teacher, slowly you write me a letter to see if he agrees."

Li slowly took the chopsticks of churning beef in his hand, put the chopsticks down, then took out a letter raft from the carriage and began to write.

I didn't feel strange because the teacher wanted to take a junior brother out.

The master looked up at the night sky, which was as dark as the eyes of the Immortal King, and felt more and more that the pictures of the future were a little incomprehensible.

How tall is the master, there have always been rumors in the cultivation world in this world that the sky is so high, and the people who can fight with the sky are naturally as high as the sky, Su Yu is not surprised by this, he just didn't expect that he would be remembered by the master who was so high that day.

It's just that now the master is worried about him, and Su Yu, who is thousands of miles away in Chang'an, doesn't know about it, but he thinks that he should be remembered by Her Royal Highness the princess now.

Because Her Royal Highness Princess Li Yu sent an invitation to the banquet and specially invited him to go.

On weekdays, he often goes to talk to Sangsang, and Su Yu is not surprised, but at this time, he suddenly invited himself to go, which is a bit unusual.

The venue of the banquet was the victory residence in the south of the city, the first-class restaurant in Chang'an City, and the people who came and went were the ministers of the court and the rich people in the city.

Thinking of the rumor that Prince Longqing, who was known as the first person of the younger generation, had come to the capital some time ago, Su Yu felt that this banquet might be a bit interesting.

Deshengju was in the south of the city, Su Yu and Sang Sang called a carriage, passed through Suzaku South Street, and then came to a restaurant covering an area of more than ten acres.

"Get out of the way."

When he entered the luxurious front yard gate, a man's voice came from behind him, followed by a big hand in a red robe stretched out and grabbed to the side.

Su Yu on the side frowned, and slapped it away with one hand, and the red-robed man who stretched out his hand let out a sound of surprise.

"Do you know whose hand you slapped?"

The red-robed man's voice was awe-inspiring.

This is Su Yu and Sang Sang turned around, and they also saw the middle-aged man in a red Taoist robe with the Haotian Divine Sword tied around his waist.

What is even more noticeable is the young man next to the middle-aged man, the young man is about twenty years old, handsome eyebrows and eyes are five picky, wearing the bright Taoist clothes of the Xiling Temple Judgment Division, and an ordinary sword is tied around his waist at random, and his momentum is extraordinary.

At this time, his face was expressionless, and his chin was slightly raised, so that everyone could feel the pride in it.

Just as soon as he appeared, he attracted countless eyes.

Su Yu just glanced at it, then rubbed Sang Sang's head, turned around and continued to walk forward.

As the vice president of the Heavenly Oracle Academy of the Xiling Divine Temple, Mo Li was stunned, he didn't expect that the imperial power of the Tang Kingdom would treat him coldly in the Xiling Divine Temple, and he didn't expect an ordinary young man in the city to ignore his words so much.

Thinking of the respect he received when he visited other countries, and then the cold treatment he received after entering Chang'an, the Mo Li priest immediately became surprisingly angry.

"If you want to go, you can leave that hand!"

Hearing this threatening word behind him, Su Yu suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at the inexplicably angry middle-aged man in red robe with dark and bright eyes.

He glanced at the handsome young man beside the other party, and then smiled, with a blade-like coldness in his smile, "Are you serious?"

Mo Li didn't understand what Su Yu meant by this, and thought that the other party was just taking pictures of his identity, so he stopped, looked at the other party's eyes coldly, "Naturally serious!" ”

Su Yu didn't understand where the other party's anger came from, but his face was calm, and then he spoke.

"Okay, I'll fulfill you."

After speaking, Su Yu's fingers drew a line in the air.

As a result, there is an extra line in Chang'an City.

(End of chapter)