Climb the mountain and waste legs.

Li Luohan rubbed his legs while taking down the basket behind his back.

"Master, look at the flowers I picked."

Qingyan was surprised, but he didn't expect that there were really flowers at this time.

He reached into the basket and grabbed a handful......

Grass?

"Huh? What about my flowers? ”

Qingyan took the grass in his hand and looked at it carefully.

"Oh, I see, it must be from the wind." Li Luohan turned his head to grab the placket of Congfeng's clothes.

"You swapped my flowers for weeds, didn't you?"

He broke his hand from the wind and patted the dirty placket without denying it.

Qingyan put a handful of grass on the table, only took one and put it in the palm of his hand, and he could see the small green leaves, the leaves were narrow and long, with black stripes and white hairs between the nodes.

"It doesn't take much effort to get there."

She threw away the small bamboo scissors, which was only palm-length, and patted Li Luohan's shoulder.

"Luohan, with you, you really brought good things to the teacher."

"Master likes it?"

The mistake was affirmed by the master, and Li Luohan was not angry to change the flowers he had worked so hard to pick from the wind.

But I didn't expect things to be reversed, and I was depressed.

Qingyan smiled and asked casually.

"Yiliang, why didn't you bring something for the teacher?"

"I brought it, Master."

Qian Yiliang untied the basket and put it on the ground.

Qingyan looked down his finger and saw a yellow leaf in the gap at the bottom of the basket.

"Yes."

There is always a heart.

Qingyan nodded, and turned to look at the boy.

Look at how filial others are, you kid definitely didn't want to bring me anything.

The boy took a white cloth from his sleeve and held it up to her.

She was very cooperative, lifting the corners of the cloth.

A brown pom-pom popped out of it, and she was about to lift it again, when the pom-pom moved and jumped violently.

Qingyan was taken aback by surprise, and slapped the thing away with a snap.

From the wind: "......"

From the back of the wind, he was instantly slapped red.

The white cloth flew out, and a squirrel fell dizzy, with gold stars in its eyes and dirty mouse hair.

"There is such a small squirrel on the mountain, smaller than a small mouse."

The squirrel seemed to understand her disgust, bared his teeth and puffed out his mouth, and then began to look around.

"I saw it, you can release it."

Qingyan really doesn't want to see this little squirrel, she can't raise it if it's so small, and she wastes food.

"No, this is a gift from the disciple to the master."

The gift given by the young man was not allowed to be returned.

Qingyan glanced at him, "Do you think I'm so busy every day, do you have the time to raise pets?" ”

"Busy?" It's clearly very laid-back.

The wind lifted his eyelids and glanced at her.

What a look!

Is this the look that a disciple should have on his master?

Qingyan was so angry that he ignored him and refused to touch the squirrel again.

"Yiliang, how many mothers do you have?"

After thinking about it, she still felt that Yiliang was more likely to be a cheap little husband.

"Grandma?" Yiliang felt strange, the master asked him what his grandmother was doing, he had already been weaned, and he didn't need his grandmother anymore.

"It's your mother, who gave birth to your daughter and raised you."

Qingyan felt that this kid was too stupid, and she had to explain it.

Yiliang saw that the master was a little impatient, and he hurriedly thought about it seriously.

"There are also grandma who gave birth to a daughter and raised a daughter, let me think about it carefully, uh...... Seven, no, nine, yes nine. ”

This kid has nine moms!

Qingyan didn't know what to say.

However, it is not surprising that ancient times are different from modern times, and rich people can have fun, and it is not surprising that more than a dozen wives have them.

Yiliang followed so many sisters as if she was born by a mother, so the beautiful woman she saw that day was most likely not Yiliang's mother.

It's impossible to keep so good after giving birth to so many people.

The beautiful woman may be something, five mothers, six mothers, seven mothers, eight mothers.

But the domineering mother-in-law doesn't look big, has she given birth to so many children?

And didn't the rumor say that Mrs. Qian was an old clam and a pearl?

The domineering mother-in-law doesn't look old at all, she is called an old clam if she is not thirty years old, and her mouth is damaged.

Looking at the three debt collectors in front of her, Qingyan felt that she needed to reconsider the age of her domineering mother-in-law.

No matter who the cheap little husband is, these three are all sixteen years old, and the domineering mother-in-law looks like she is twenty years old at most.

Is the rumor of the old clam Shengzhu too outrageous, or has his mother practiced some ageless magic skills?

Qingyan held her chin and thought for a long time, Qian Yiliang and Li Luohan didn't dare to disturb her.

Master doesn't like to be noisy, they are afraid of being stuffed by her.

After a while, she looked up at Qian Yiliang again: "Do you have a very fat mother?"

Qian Yiliang immediately nodded, "There is one who is so fat, and another one who is so fat." ”

He gestured as he spoke.

"By the way, it's her!"

Qingyan slapped the table, startling Qian Yiliang.

He craned his neck to look at Li Luohan, then at Congfeng, and asked with his eyes: What's wrong with Master?

Neither of them knew either.

Qingyan muttered to herself, frowning for a moment and smiling for the next.

Seeing that she was immersed in her own world, the boy went outside and placed the squirrel in a corner of the yard.

He heard a knock on the courtyard door, turned around and saw the priest enter.

Si saw that there was water in the courtyard, and shouted to the people in the house, "Qingyan, have you had a lot of water here?"

Green smoke?

He called her by her first name?

Only then did the young man look at the priest.

"Why are you here, you can just make up your mind about the expenses, and you don't need to ask my opinion."

Qingyan thought he had come to discuss with her about the cost of rebuilding the home.

The flower still has to be flowered, tell her if she can still listen to her, if you don't build a courtyard, you can't dissolve Xiaolinshan.

Now that she has found the ghost bamboo, she has found out the identity of her cheap little husband, and she has a lot of things to do, and she has no time to calculate this little money with him.

"It's not about this, Prince Peilan Guolan took his wife and little prince to the bottom of the mountain, they want to see you."

As soon as the priest entered the room, he sat directly next to Qingyan.

The boy walked over, reached between the two of them, and took the teapot and the teacup on the table, "I'll go change the pot of hot tea." ”

The two of them wanted to make way for him, and the stools were pulled to the sides.

The distance has widened, and there seems to be no reason to get closer.

Especially after a while, he has to bring tea again, and he has to get out of the way.

"Perrin from the country? Could it be Lan Shen? ”

Qing Yan was quite sorry that he didn't recruit Lan Shen's disciple, and he was really happy to learn that they took the initiative to find Wu Xian Academy.

Gather the four major criminals, arouse the disgust of the masses, and the people betray their relatives and leave, the crime is extremely heinous, she can resign and go down the mountain!

She glanced at the three major criminals, and wondered, why didn't anyone come to complain to her for almost two months?

"Green smoke?" Si would gently call her name.

Qingyan stood up, "I'll go and see now, but how do you take care of the preparatory disciples?" What about blue calamus? ”

"It was Lan Jia who asked me, and he said he was busy, very busy." The secretary didn't know what Lan Yi was up to.

It stands to reason that the opening ceremony has been a long time coming, and he should be the most free.

Qingyan knew that Lan Yi had been arranged by herself too many things recently, and she didn't care about it, so she asked the secretary to go back to the warehouse, and she could go by herself.

Until the two left, the boy didn't bring the hot teapot.

When she arrived at the bottom of the mountain, there were already disciples who took Prince Pei Lan and others to a place dedicated to receiving important people, and Zhuang Lao was talking to Lord Lan.

Qingyan didn't bother, and looked at Lan Shen quietly.

Lan Shen was the one with the best conditions in all aspects among the four specially recruited disciples she selected, not only was the innate spiritual root higher than the other three, but he also had a certain cultivation foundation.

Without an apprentice, he can have such strength, and he must be very ambitious, just like his father who wants to plot a rebellion and push his big brother off the throne.

This kind of ambitious, self-serving, and scheming disciple is the best.

There is a set of things to do, so you don't have to worry about her, the master, hehe.