Chapter 43: The Yellow Sparrow (4)

Dead.

"Say it again!"

In the main hall of the Yanwang Mansion,

Yan Qiuying jumped up from the throne, his expression was hideous and angry, and in a fit of anger, he even threw down the stove in front of him with his sleeves, and the lid overturned, scattering black ashes.

"Lord spare your life!"

The black-clothed and red-faced dead soldier immediately fell to the ground, his forehead against the cold jade brick, "When my subordinates bring people to Daohua Village...... I heard that a thunderstorm caused a fire, and the Qi couple have already died in the fire!"

After speaking, he carefully raised his head again, trembling, and added in a low voice, "It is also the will of heaven, but it saves a lot of trivial things for the Lord, do you want to ......?"

"Stupid!"

Without waiting for the dead man to continue speaking, Yan Qiuying interrupted with a loud scolding, only to see him speak sharply, looking like he hated iron but not steel, and sighed, "I'm afraid it's not a natural disaster...... But...... Man-made disaster!"

Things are out of control, Yan Qiuying can't have a good feeling in her heart, she usually feels that she is not missing, but at this moment, she is deeply powerless, and even faintly feels a trace of danger.

And where this feeling of danger came from, he had no idea.

Isn't it Li Qinglin's old horseman?

Yan Qiuying shook her head again and again,

Li Qinglin's net worth is mostly built by him, and Yan Qiuying knows best how many hidden piles he has under his hands, but apart from him, who else has the strength to deal with a villager with a hidden pile under his nose...... And it took a long time for him to find out that such a move was simply a slap in the face to him Yan Qiuying!

Immediately picked up the pen and wrote a letter, and after a few words, it was rolled up and torn clean, Yan Qiuying rubbed his forehead, and finally waved his sleeves and went to Shanhai Sect in person.

.......

Take out the bag of gems in your arms..... At least it seems to be taken out of his arms, if there is any benefit to the space, it is probably a cameo bag?

In fact, Chu Mingshu doesn't have a deep understanding of the world, and most of the only understanding he has is from paper, and he actually doesn't have much real social experience.

If you hadn't lived most of your life beforehand, your real age would have been in your thirties, and I really didn't know how I was supposed to survive.

For three years, Chu Mingshu has been staying in Daohua Village, and the farthest place he has been to is the county seat, even if he lived in Shangguan Mansion after that, he would read books in the house all day long, and he would not go out once until the last day he left Shangcheng.

As for the Shanhai Sect......

Maybe other disciples will have the opportunity to go out of the sect to eliminate harm for the people,

Chu Mingshu, as the most proud personal disciple of the sect leader Li Qinglin, it seems that he has never been assigned to the mountain gate task, at most he borrows the sect scrolls in the library pavilion, and if he messes up, he will sort it out easily?

The gold carving and jade lacquer in the first floor of the day are magnificent, the decoration is luxurious and beautiful, there is no white ding in and out, most of them are some dignitaries......

Chu Mingshu looked left and right, and finally saw the counter of the shopkeeper at the top of a staircase, and was about to walk over, when a small servant stopped him,

Although the other party bowed his head, his attitude was very calm and polite, "This guest officer, my family intends to invite you to talk, do you deign to move?"

Chu Mingshu looked puzzled, making sure that he was indeed coming back to Pengcheng for the first time, and when he turned his head, he saw that Tao Metallurgy had already parked the carriage, and led the sleepy-eyed Nan Sheng to walk in from the gate, so he nodded and asked the little guy to wait a while, and walked over to Tao Metallurgy and said, "I probably met an old man, junior brother will go over and have a look first." ”

Tao Metallurgy's eyes flashed slightly, smiling on the surface, and he raised his voice very cheerfully.

"Go ahead, I'll take care of the rest. ”

Chu Mingshu followed the little guy upstairs, and the private room was on the left side of the corridor, with a plaque hanging with the first word in the sky, which was very eye-catching.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk. ”

The little maid knocked gently, and soon a maid in a green dress and a gorgeous posture opened the door, she poked her head slightly, and saw Chu Mingshu behind the little maid, just after a little look, she immediately turned sideways and gave way, bent over, lowered her eyes and whispered,

"Shangguan Gongzi, please here. ”

"Thank you. ”

Chu Mingshu nodded politely, smiled warmly, and walked straight in,

The indoor candles are bright, the walls are pasted with calligraphy and paintings, the furnishings are mainly Nanmu, the carving is complex and does not seem stingy,

The light blue veil is blown back and forth by a strong wind blowing in from the open window, and it is very elegant to watch.

"What a handsome boy!"

A young girl spoke.

Chu Mingshu just chuckled, looked ahead, and saw a round table opposite, with a lot of snacks and tea cups on the table, surrounded by many richly dressed men and women...... The younger ones look thirteen or fourteen years old, and the oldest is only twenty or five.

One of them had silver hair in brocade, a hairband inlaid with treasure jade on his forehead, his face was clear, and he was smiling on his face, when he saw Chu Mingshu, he swayed a folding fan in his hand gently, stood up, arched his hand, and said loudly,

"Young Master Yuan, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Chu Mingshu was surprised in his heart, he was gentle on the surface, nodded, and said politely, "Gongzi Song, don't come unharmed." ”

A polite back and forth.

After all, Chu Mingshu did not shirk it, and found a vacant seat to sit down, and Song Yu opened his mouth to introduce to everyone present: "This is Shangguan Yuan, the young master of Yuan, but a little friend of Song Mou who intersected in Shangcheng, and now he is worshipping under the door of Sect Master Li of the Shanhai Sect, with excellent qualifications, and he is already a qi practitioner at the peak of Lingzhao!"

So everyone was surprised, most of the people present were children of the family, and there were also many disciples in the family who apprenticed to the Xianmen, and they knew more or less about qi practitioners.

I had never seen such a young qi practitioner, originally I just thought that Chu Mingshu had an extraordinary bearing, but now I didn't dare to despise it, and they all showed admiration and recommended themselves.

There was even a handsome-looking young man who stood up, shouted and served the wine, and then faced Chu Mingshu, his eyes were blazing, and he said, "In Xia Ying Pingsheng, from Pengcheng Ying's family, I have heard that the qi practitioner is extraordinary, and now I see that it is really the case!"

Hearing him say this, the girl who spoke out in advance also immediately stood up with a teacup, her eyes looked at Chu Mingshu and blushed, and said softly, "At this time, you can only replace wine with tea, in Xia Zhao Yunyun, from Pengcheng Ming County Palace, Zhao Wuyan is my father...... The immortal master stays in Pengcheng, if he can, the little girl is waiting in the house at any time, hoping to fulfill the friendship of the landlord!"

After that, many people stood up, mostly with kind words or invitations.

Chu Mingshu thanked and shirked one by one, and clearly said that he was burdened with a heavy burden and would leave Kyoto tomorrow!

Everyone sighed bitterly, but they also knew the seriousness of the matter, and they didn't dare to say anything about it again.

After greeting each other, they sat down, Chu Mingshu was a little curious, put down the teacup and turned his head to ask Song Yu, "Brother Song, why did you come to Pengcheng?"