The people of Qingshan Town, who are in the mountains and far away from the rivers and lakes, are still living a happy life, not knowing that the showers outside the mountains are coming.

However, even though they were in a ravine where the news was closed, Wei Changpan and Qian Erye could still learn about the recent situation with Songfeng Mountain from the flying pigeons that came and went every half a decade in Yanyulou.

"Master, is there any news about the Yanyu Building?" One foot stepped into the threshold of the mansion of Second Master Qian's house, familiar with the way, and said hello to the concubine in the third room who happened to pass by, "Little master is early." ”

In the courtyard of the Qian family's house, Second Master Qian, who was stabbed with a gun, heard the hearty and energetic speech, so he withdrew the gun:

"You kid don't look at it, this is the first time in the past three days that I have come to ask for a letter from Yanyulou? The boss is not a small person, how can he think about this little bit of children's love and heroism all day long, how many points are there on the second floor? Don't be at that time, the bride's martial arts realm is higher than yours, if you go to the cave room to spend candle nights, whoever presses anyone..."

Wei Changpan, who was stumbling and jumping, could not hide the helplessness on his face even if he lowered his head.

Second Master Qian, whose voice was obscene, was shocked, and most of the beads of sweat on his bare shoulders flew out, and he inserted the big gun in his hand into the gun rack, "I heard that the Yanyulou Nizi has been so good after these two years, don't you have an itchy heart?" said Qian Erye, who was not a little bit of a teacher and set an example to be enlightened.

"Don't you just count on this half-time letter? Ma Li, who was an apprentice, brought a pot of herbal tea and sent it forward to watch the master raise his head and pour it violently, "Most of the big silk silk is written on the actions of Songfeng Mountain, and Zhao'er's handwriting is not as big as a palm." The young man was full of sorrow.

"Before they got married, they screamed one by one, and their skin was so thick. Second Master Qian made a strange face and poked his fingers on his face.

The marriage between the little daughter of the owner of Yanyu Mansion and the three generations of disciples of Zhangjiagun is almost a semi-open secret in the rivers and lakes of Jiangzhou, and Wei Changpan is also famous in Jiangzhou as the son-in-law of the owner of Yanyu Building, but the masters and apprentices in Qingshan Town have never expected it.

According to the conjecture of the older generation of Jianghu people, if Yanyulou wants to attract reinforcements through the marriage of a little girl, Huizhou and Suzhou next to Jiangzhou are far better choices than Zhangjiagun, and the power of the Jianghu sect in the land of Erzhou is far greater than that of Zhangjiagun, which has just started. Zhang Wuyi is enough to support the Zhang family's gun, but after all, it is difficult to support it alone, if Zhang Wu is unfortunate and something goes wrong.... Even a five-story martial artist can't take out the Zhang family, so they only have the ability to drag the hind legs of the smoke and rain building, not to mention the effect of sending charcoal in the snow.

Yu Cheng, the owner of Yanyu Building, has always been known for his unique vision, and when he was an ordinary disciple of Yanyu Building in his early years, he only put down more than one or two dollars of silver per month. There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that it is said that the owner of the Yu Mansion was wandering on the street of Li County one afternoon, and met a used book shop that was about to close down to hang out.

At that time, the shopkeeper of the bookstore did not have a discerning eye, but seeing his expression, he was sure that he was very fond of this book, so he simply offered a high price: twenty taels of silver.

This amount of money was naturally a drop in the bucket in the eyes of the future owner of Yanyu Building, but it was already quite a terrifying amount for the third-class disciples of Yanyu Building at that time, who only made more than ten taels of offerings every year.

The shopkeeper of the bookstore insisted that this book would not be sold if it was not twenty taels of silver, and Yu Cheng did not move at all despite his hard work, and in desperation, the ambition of the owner of the Yanyu Building was undoubtedly revealed, in addition to borrowing from a few good fellow students around him, he also went to the pawnshop to sell a knife in his hand that was the relic of the disciple of the Yanyu Building who had a life-saving grace for him, so that he could scrape together enough of the twenty taels of silver to buy the book.

Several other disciples of Yanyulou who lived next to him heard that this fool had spent twenty taels of silver to buy a useless scroll, and they all mocked Yu Cheng in every way, who would have thought that the unsightly scroll was actually the detailed experience of the predecessors of this martial arts?

It is said that the first thing this ruthless contemporary landlord of Yanyu Mansion did after exchanging his life with injuries to the previous landlord was not to cut the grass and eradicate the roots of the previous Yu Dang, but to send his henchmen to find the bookshop shopkeeper of the year, and sent the mountain of silver to the door of the shopkeeper who had returned to the countryside to care for the elderly, saying that the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by a spring.

Xu is in a hurry, there is a bandit around the bookstore shopkeeper pension house, this old shopkeeper silver received such a windfall of heaven and was overjoyed, is about to move his family into the county on the eve of the night, the bandits heard the wind from somewhere, rushed to the door before they ran away, naturally asked for the silver.

This gang of robbers are all characters who seek money and do not kill their lives, if the old shopkeeper obediently hands over the silver taels, he may be able to get away with his life, but I don't know whether he is a fan of money or is really reluctant to bear the amazing amount of silver, this old shopkeeper is still not afraid of the bandits who are holding a bright knife, holding a considerable amount of silver and refusing to let go.

The old shopkeeper's death was quite dramatic, the bandit leader stuffed the whole ingot of silver into his mouth, and promised that each ingot swallowed the silver would belong to him, and finally the old shopkeeper, who had been greedy for money all his life, swallowed more than ten ingots of silver, "gastrosis and died", was broken by the silver alive, and his stomach flowed to the ground.

As for these bandits, after being chased and suppressed by the famous disciples of Yanyu Building, they took the head of the bandits from the Dayao Mansion and received back the silver sent by Yu Cheng, the owner of Yanyu Building.

In other words, the silver of Yanyulou changed hands twice and then added a little and then returned to his own sect's pocket.

Wei Changpan also saw some unusual things about his future father-in-law from the letters of Yanyulou in the past two years, it seems that Yanyulou is often in a disadvantage, and he is helpless in the face of Songfeng Mountain's invasion of the industry under the door, but in fact, to the greatest extent, the speed at which the industry under the name of Yanyulou feeds back the silver to the sect, from which it can also be glimpsed that the Songfeng Mountain ticket number used a move to stop the redemption, the impact on the entire sect is so huge, that the silver cellar on the island in the middle of the lake is not even enough to issue the offerings of the disciples three months later.

Everyone, including Songfeng Mountain, was speculating about what Yu Cheng wanted.

The plan that the owner of the Yanyu Mansion was brewing was obviously not something Wei Changpan could guess, all he could do at this moment was to take the silk silk that still carried the fragrance of the beauty from the hands of his master Qian Erye, chewed and swallowed the heart of the distant beauty word by word like a treasure, and then savored it.

The young man in Qingshan Town is looking forward to the wild goose coming from north to south.