It's just that at this time, what is Lang Zhong looking for himself?

"Let him in. ”

Ye Qingyu nodded.

Tang Sanfu went out again.

Soon a man came in.

A young man in a purple tight-fitting samurai suit, with a heroic and strong body, bronze skin, long red hair, sword eyebrows hanging high on his face with a national character, a pair of eyes that are extremely divine, and the whole person reveals a vigorous and heroic spirit, and the momentum is solid, like a long knife with a half-unsheathed, the blade is fierce, and people dare not underestimate him.

Needless to say, this person is naturally the head of the Liangjiang Society.

Tang San was a person with strong eyesight, and after bringing Lang Zhong in, he glanced at the beautiful little maid next to him.

The latter was clever and clever, and immediately understood, saluted, and withdrew silently.

At this time, she had roughly guessed Ye Qingyu's true identity.

Who else can make the three famous Tang chiefs in the entire Luming County City serve so respectfully and call out 'Shaodong', except for the legendary Ye Houye?

The little girl wanted to stay in the box for a while, but she didn't dare to disobey her orders.

She waited respectfully outside the box, her delicate little face, but she was flushed with excitement, and her little hands clapped her bulging chest, so she didn't shout excitedly.

Ye Houye, he is really handsome.

The little girl squinted her eyes and looked like a nymphomaniac.

Inside the box.

"See Hou Ye. Lang Zhong came in, with a very respectful posture, and saluted on his knees.

Ye Qingyu frowned slightly, and as soon as he raised his hand, an invisible force poured out, supporting Lang Zhong's figure, and said: "Lang Huishou doesn't have to make this big gift, you are not a person from the military, you are not a person in the rivers and lakes, and you are not bound by the courtesy of officialdom." In front of Benhou, you don't have to be polite. ”

Lang Zhong shook his head and said, "The villain salutes, not because of your military status, but because you are the young master of the villain. ”

"Young master?" Ye Qingyu's eyes flashed with suspicion.

Lang Zhong was difficult to bow down, did not dare to slack off, stood up straight, took out a pale yellow letterhead from his arms, bowed down excitedly and handed it over with both hands.

Ye Qingyu's gaze fell on the envelope, and a line of graceful and powerful ink-colored fonts jumped into view.

His heart skipped a beat.

The handwriting......

Ye Qingyu immediately stood up, with an excited face, and hurriedly took the envelope at a speed that was almost grabbed, and when he looked carefully, the handwriting on the envelope was clearly visible.

"My son Ye Qingyu personally opened. ”

It seemed that thousands of silver thunderbolts flashed, and Ye Qingyu's mind thundered, and it was blank in an instant.

How is this possible?

It's the mother's handwriting.

It's definitely mother's handwriting.

For his mother's handwriting, Ye Qingyu is too familiar, he can distinguish the authenticity at a glance, those juanxiu handwriting has played a too important role in Ye Qingyu's life, since he began to be sensible, it is his mother Li Ying who is teaching Ye Qingyu to read and write, the Ye family has not invited a private school to teach, Ye Qingyu has all the knowledge of writing, Li Ying has taught it.

In an instant, countless memories surged into Ye Qingyu's heart.

Once, under the moonlit night, he followed his mother to chant poetry.

Once, in the martial arts hall, I followed my mother to read and write.

Once, my mother taught me how to write.

Once, I was scolded by my mother for writing a wrong word.

Once, my mother hugged her tightly because she had written the first complete verse of her book.

Once, he helped his mother copy books and sell them.

Once, with the encouragement of the current smiling eyes, he completely recited the guilty edict of the founding emperor of the empire.

Once......

There were countless pictures, like a tide swarming in the memory, submerging Ye Qingyu in an instant, after the end of the four-year tomb guarding time, Ye Qingyu thought that he had hidden his love and nostalgia for his parents in the deepest part of his heart, he thought that he could face those memories that had passed away and could not be returned with a smile, but when his mother's handwriting appeared in front of him again, Ye Qingyu's eyes were uncontrollably moist almost in an instant.

Ye Qingyu endured the surging emotions in his heart, slowly turned around, looked out the window, and tears flowed for a long time.

Lang Zhong seemed to have guessed something, his expression was also a little excited, and his body trembled slightly.

But Tang San didn't know the reason, seeing that the Shao Dong family suddenly had violent mood fluctuations, although he didn't see Ye Qingyu crying, but he also vaguely noticed something, he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, he couldn't imagine that this Lang Zhong had taken out something that could make the young owner who had always been in front of the Ancient God Mountain collapse and did not change color, so that it was like this.

Long.

There was silence throughout the box.

Ye Qingyu finally couldn't hold back, under the impact of the surging family affection and sorrow, even if he was in the state of mind cultivation of the Bitter Sea Realm, he couldn't control his emotions.

He waited until tears wet his clothes before he slowly calmed down his emotions.

With trembling fingers, he opened the envelope.

"Wu'er, when you read this letter, it means that Lang Zhong has concluded that now you are enough to support one party and have enough ability to protect yourself, and my father and mother are very relieved, because this day has finally arrived...... My mother left you this letter, and I have a lot to tell you when I was able to see this letter, I don't know how tall you were at that time, how many years you have been cultivating, my mother and father can't imagine what you were like at that time......"

Familiar handwriting, Ye Qingyu once again wet his robe.

This letter is like a mother's gentle hand, brushing away the dust of memory, but it can't bring back the passing time.

This letter, like a sharp knife, made Ye Qingyu's disguise, which had been deployed layer by layer, be cut open in an instant, and the most painful and sweet memory in his heart was once again presented in front of Ye Qingyu.

"Mother knows, you must have a lot of questions in your heart, Mother doesn't have time to say too much, Dad and Mother received a call to defend the city, can they come back, everything is unpredictable, child, remember a few things, first, your body, flowing noble blood, second, Lang Zhong can be completely trusted, third, don't investigate the matter of the silver sword, fourth, if you have free time, go to the White Deer Academy for a walk, fifth, before leaving Luming County, move the grave for me and your father, don't cast the tomb again, and sink the coffin into the Luming River...... ”

"Yu'er, my mother is very reluctant to you. ”

"Yu'er, be good. ”

"Feather ......"

In the end, it is like a chattering mother and her son are at home, warm and cumbersome, but it reveals a knife-like parting of life and death, a kind of reluctance that cannot be described in words, and at the end of the letter, there is a slight wrinkle, the ink is messy, and it seems that the tears are soaked and dry.

When my mother wrote this letter, she must have been in tears.

Or, it wasn't just the mother who wept, but the father, the majestic and burly man who had always been in his memory, probably also shed men's tears.

Ye Qingyu saw the end, his eyes were already teary.

As if in tears, he saw the scene of his parents putting on armor, holding swords and swords, and stepping on the defense of the city, seeing the picture of his mother secretly ordering the letter to be handed over to Lang Zhong, and thinking of the picture of himself standing nervously and nervously at the door of the house for ten days and ten nights, but finally waiting for the news that his parents were seriously injured......

I don't know how long it took.

Ye Qingyu's mood slowly calmed down.

The thought moved slightly, and the tears on his face and clothes evaporated in an instant.

He carefully folded the letter paper in his hand, put it in the envelope, and then carefully carried it into his arms, thought about it, took it out of his arms, and directly sacrificed it into the [Yunding Copper Furnace] in the Dantian Desert World - this is the strongest and safest space on Ye Qingyu's body.

Then, he slowly turned around.

Ye Qingyu bowed deeply towards Lang Zhong.

Lang Zhong's face changed greatly, he was at a loss, and he dodged and said, "Little master, you are ...... It's a torment for the villain. ”

"Brother Lang can afford my worship," Ye Qingyu said solemnly and gratefully: "For five years, you kept this letter, and today you put it in my hands, for Qingyu, it is the greatest kindness, and after reading this letter, I suddenly understood that back then, Liangjiang would take away the [Shaoshang Sword] in the name of robbery, but in fact, it was to secretly keep this spiritual soldier and prevent this most important treasure of the Ye family from falling into the hands of outsiders, and when I entered the White Deer Academy, with the power of self-preservation, it was you who took the [Shaoshang Sword] for the first time. Come back, you have been secretly protecting Qing Yu, returning the sword Tianxianglou, never appeared, Qing Yu thank you for this loyalty. ”

Lang Zhong looked frightened and said, " The little master said seriously, the villain was living on the streets, begging every day, like a mouse in the gutter, everyone disliked, it was Mrs. who saved me and my sister, secretly taught us martial arts, and funded us, grace such as reconstruction, even the Liangjiang Society was founded by Mrs. that year, but Mrs. never showed up, to incarnate to manage things in the gang, acting cautiously, no one knew its true body, and later Mrs. Liangjiang will be the head of the Liangjiang Society, passed on to the villain, the villain did not dare to slack off day and night, these years of trembling like walking on thin ice, but also the power of the Liangjiang Association to go further, there is a lot of trust from Mrs. back then......”

When these words came out, not only Ye Qingyu, but even Tang San was shocked.

What the?

The Liangjiang Society was actually created by Mrs. Ye back then?

It's incredible.

Ye Qingyu didn't know about this matter at all.

The mother in the memory, clothed and calm, is a woman who has always been gentle and demure, although she has martial arts, she only showed it slightly when she taught her apprenticeship in the martial arts hall, and she was not very strong, although not long ago, Wen Wan and Kong Kong personally admitted that their mother's strength was not weaker than them back then, but Ye Qingyu did not think too deeply.