Yue Buqun watched his wife and children go down the mountain, nodded to Wu Dong, and turned around and walked towards Taihuatang.

Wu Dongzu did not produce dust, and followed Yue Buqun silently for three steps, although he was in the Huashan Heavy Land, a pair of eyes were also shining, vigilant on both sides of the road.

In front of Taihua Hall, Zhang Deen was standing quietly under the lantern in front of the door, saw Yue Buqun, turned around and pushed open the door of Taihua Hall, Yue Buqun letter walked in, a few candles were lit up in the head office on the second floor of Taihua Hall, Yue Buqun went in, Feng Shaojie had sorted out more than a dozen documents on the bookcase, standing solemnly beside him.

Yue Buqun asked, "How many of your brothers are eating together?"

Zhang Deen said with a smile: "Senior Brother Aiming has prepared a table of wine and food for a few of us, it is very hearty, Xiaoxiao went to prepare fruits, and he will come up in a while." ”

Yue Buqun glared at him and reprimanded: "I asked you to eat with me, always pushing three and four, Ling'er also asked and smiled, and wanted to listen to him tell stories." ”

Several people couldn't help laughing, Feng Shaojie said to Yue Buqun: "Xiaoxiao can't laugh for a while, the story in his stomach has been told, he runs to the Tibetan Academy every day, rummaging through new stories, and entrusts the senior brother of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to help collect all kinds of story books from Xi'an, I heard that he wants to organize a collection of Ling'er stories!"

Zhang Deen said: "We usually eat a lot at the master's place, but today is just a festival! The brothers want to have a good drink, Ling'er can't smell the smell of alcohol, how dare she drink it in front of her, so I made a table by myself." ”

Yue Buqun knew that Zhang Deen was making excuses, but in essence, he didn't want to disturb his family's holiday, so he glared at him and said, "You are the best at talking." ”

Zhang Deen pretended to be aggrieved and said: "Isn't the most talkative person smiling?"

When several people in the room heard this, they all chuckled.

Li Xiaogang entered the office with a fruit plate, and when he saw everyone looking at him and laughing, he didn't know why, so he looked at himself up and down with a weak heart, and asked with a smile: "Why are you looking at me, is there anything wrong?" Everyone laughed again.

Li Xiao glared at the three of them, put the fruit plate on the table, and said politely: "Master, eat fruit." ”

Yue Buqun picked up a piece of peeled grapefruit and asked with a smile: "I heard that we have a writer here who is preparing a collection of stories, what is the matter with the compilation now?"

Li Xiaojun's face turned red when he heard this, and he pointed at the other three angrily, and said, "You three traitors, didn't you promise me to help me keep it secret?"

Wu Dong couldn't help but smile and said seriously: "Yes! We promised to help you keep it secret, but you haven't said it for three days! It's been very hard to endure it, you can't just say it for three years, right? It will suffocate people, and you can't bear to let us die young." ”

When Wu Shaojie and Zhang Deen heard this, they couldn't help laughing again.

Li Xiao glared at the three of them fiercely, turned his head to look at Yue Buqun, his face was full of smiles, and said, "Master, I'm playing blindly, not really, not really." ”

Yue Buqun said with a smile: "This is a good thing, if it is really well compiled, we will find the External Relations Department to print a few thousand copies, and each family in Huashan will have a copy, so that the children can see it, listen to it, guide people to be kind, and do it from an early age, maybe it can also stimulate the children's enthusiasm for reading and literacy." ”

When Li Xiao heard this, he exclaimed: "How many thousands of copies are printed? I can't do it... , it's just a little story, and people will laugh at it when they are printed. ”

Zhang Deen and the others were also surprised, this little story can also be published in a book, Li Xiao, this kid has really become a writer?

Yue Buqun said solemnly: "How can it not work? The current Mengxue books are still too boring, your collection of stories, edutainment, teach children the common sense of life, the truth of life, the principles of life, promote good and punish evil, give children a world of truth, kindness and beauty, children who listen to these stories, will never forget for the rest of their lives, and when they grow up, they will tell these stories to their children, and pass them on from generation to generation, which is a great merit." ”

Li Xiao was already dizzy, blushing, and stammered, "Is that so... Is that okay..."

Yue Buqun said: "Of course you can, I listen to what you usually tell Ling'er is very good, and tell all kinds of life principles with the identity of a kitten, a puppy or a child, interestingly, these children like it the most, as long as they like it, these truths will be deep in their hearts, this is something that many gentlemen can only do with a whip." ”

Yue Buqun saw that Li Xiao hadn't woken up yet, and said, "It's decided like this, the title of the book is 'Xiaoxiao Fairy Tale World'!"

Another Wanjun pie smashed on Li Xiao's head, Li Xiao was completely stunned, standing stupidly next to the desk and laughing.

Zhang Deen had no choice but to lead him to a chair next to him and sit down with him, while Li Xiao sat like a puppet, still confused, completely immersed in his personal world.

Yue Buqun glanced around at a few people, all of them were slender, almost shoulder to shoulder with him, and sighed: "They are all young men, but I am slowly getting old." ”

The three of them know that the head of the family is only thirty-seven years old this year, because of his internal strength, the height of his martial arts is incredible, and he is self-cultivation, and he looks like he is about thirty.

Feng Shaojie said with a smile: "Let's go out with the head of the house, call Brother Sheng, everyone else takes it for granted, where are you old?"

Zhang Deen and Wu Dong both nodded seriously.

Yue Buqun glared at him and said, "Looking at you little children, growing up one by one, your mood is old, you know?" The three of them were speechless for a while.

After Yue Buqun finished eating the grapefruit, he picked up the report and asked Zhang Deen: "How is the investigation of Senior Brother Jiang's situation?"

Zhang Deen said: "Uncle Jiang's situation is clear and verifiable, there is no problem at the beginning, the four disciples around him, three teenagers are locals in the inner countryside and Xiakou, and their families are there, but the eldest disciple Lao Denuo, who is more than forty years old, only entered the door of Uncle Jiang three years ago, I heard that the whole family was killed by thieves, and was saved by Uncle Jiang, in order to repay the grace of saving his life, so he worshiped under Uncle Jiang and served Uncle Jiang. ”

Yue Buqun was stunned in his hand, and his face showed an inexplicable meaning.

"You're still here!"

This Lau De Nuo is also a talent, his martial arts may not be good, but his character is tenacious, and he has been lurking in the Huashan faction for decades, silently monitoring the development of Huashan.

For Zuo Lengchan and the Songshan faction, it can be said that he is loyal and dedicated.

In recent years, the Huashan faction has been clear and clear, Yue Buqun often lives in Huashan, and the Songshan faction can't figure out the law of Huashan's acceptance of disciples.

It is self-evident that the attention of the fight is to use Jiang Bulin's identity to enter the interior of Huashan and listen to the reality of Huashan.

It's just that this time, that time.

Yue Buqun is no longer the original Yue Buqun, and Huashan is not only Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze's Huashan.