The little beggar was still looking at the good-looking girl, and the tattered clothes on her body were thrown to the ground and no one paid attention to them, this was indeed a little girl, under the gray and black dirt, there was a delicate porcelain doll, and the skin on her face was crystal clear, and the girl gently rubbed the black on the skin.

The little beggar lowered her head and couldn't help but look at her, the girl laughed stupidly, washed her body by mistake, she took out a set of clothes from the baggage she had brought with her, and although the little beggar laughed, he was tall and tall, and he was only a little bigger when he wore it.

"When we return to Lingtian Peak in Qingyun Mountain, I will pick out a suitable dress for you, but now, Master is going to take us to the Confucian Mansion in Chaoping City. ”

The girl washed the little beggar's hair, and used a wooden comb to carefully sort out the originally messy hair, and finally it was neat, and the dirty little doll looked at her blankly.

The girl rubbed her little head and asked, "Now, can you tell me your name?"

The little beggar raised her head, looked at her with a beautiful face, and said, "When I was a child, I went to sleep, and I remember that my mother often called me Nan'er, the south of Jiangnan. ”

"Surname Nan?" the girl asked.

The little beggar shook his head and replied to her: "No, I don't know, I had a family when I was a child, and when I was older, I joined Uncle Qi." ”

"Uncle Qi?"

The little beggar nodded, referring to the old beggar.

"Then you remember, when you go to Qingyun Mountain in the future, you have to call me Senior Sister, I am second in the division, you just call Senior Sister. ”

The master sat under the statue of the land, the candle was lit, he laughed from time to time, the little beggar could not fall asleep all night, only remembered that the old man grabbed his wrist, and his two hands were scratched for a long time, the young man came back and said that he could leave, the old man said, no, just rest well today, and looked at himself with a smile and touched his head.

...... ......

The old man was very happy, everyone could see it, with a smile on his face, he said hello to people with a smile while walking, and some ordinary people greeted him when they saw him as an old man, and they also smiled in return.

Mo Liyu asked the senior sister strangely: "Master used to always look at people with a cold face, but today he is so good at talking?"

When I turned around, I saw that my senior sister Lu Qingxue was laughing and having fun with the little girl she had taken in last night, Mo Liyu couldn't help but say with her mouth curled: "What's great, isn't it heavenly? It's amazing, but I'm only seven years old, I'm willing to work hard, and I don't necessarily stop there?"

Thinking of this, Mo Liyu grinned, looking at the porcelain doll-like little girl, he couldn't help but sigh, only a little doll in this world looks so beautiful, between his eyebrows, in addition to the doll's delicateness, a pair of big eyes blinked, and he couldn't help but look at it.

Tianjue, Tianshu, Tianqu, classified as the three veins, Tianjue is the sharpest, the true qi of cultivation is indestructible, the person who has the true vein of the heaven is rare to see in a hundred years, a real person has appeared ten years ago, Mo Liyu also saw it when he traveled with his master the year before last, it is really powerful, the sharp momentum, as if to break this day, sitting opposite it, can only feel the momentum of Ling Ran like a peerless sword. It's no wonder that the master is so happy, and he is really happy to accept such a talented junior sister.

"Yu'er, you're hungry for the teacher, you go find a wine shop, let's eat first and then hurry. The old man suddenly spoke, and the people were standing at the entrance of a stall, and the old man who was looking at the dazzling array of goods had to choose carefully.

Mo Liyu agreed, and hurriedly ran to find a restaurant, and first arranged a location.

The little vendor looked at the old man and looked at it endlessly, but when he saw him laughing and groaning, he didn't want to bother, so he still shouted loudly: "The Linlang fan, topaz pixiu, jade ring, glass cup from Xishu, the wolf bone sword ornament and ox horn drum from Liaodi, are all kinds of treasure and jade treasures and jewels from Dali, and this is also some in, I don't know what the old gentleman wants to buy?"

The old man looked at it here and there, and he didn't nod his head and shake his head, and a few passers-by wanted to stop and take a look, but when they saw someone looking at it, they kept shaking their heads, and they didn't want to see it anymore, and they saw that the little vendor frowned, and felt that he was afraid that he was not here to make trouble.

There was nothing he wanted, the old man thought about it, and looked at the apprentice Lu Qingxue holding hands and shopping on the street, holding a string of long rock sugar gourds in one hand, and eating with a smile.

"It's better to buy a set of clothes first. The old man made up his mind and left, the stall owner couldn't cry or laugh, you haven't bought a single thing for so long, what is this called? No way, this is an old man, or endure it.

The old man shouted, "Xue'er, you lead her over." After saying that, he hurried away.

Lu Qingxue agreed, and hurriedly led the little beggar to follow: "Let's go quickly, follow the master." ”

The little beggar ran up and wanted to bite the sugar gourd in his hand, but he couldn't bite the dangling sugar gourd.

Chuxiu Pavilion.

This is not a big Chinese clothes store opened by ordinary people, Hangzhou, Suzhou, Yangzhou, Bianjing four places have Chuxiu Pavilion, the attic is made of majestic atmosphere, the old man can see a variety of clothes when he steps in.

The shopkeeper is a Bianjing man, with a Bianjing accent, and is negotiating the price with a girl, when he saw the old man come in, wearing a gorgeous white dress, handed over the business in hand to the guy on the side, and came up and asked: "Guest officer, I don't know, what kind of clothes do you want to buy?" Not to mention anything else in this Chuxiu Pavilion, the workmanship and materials are all first-class and first-class goods from Bianjing, although the price is more expensive, but the clothes are good. ”

The old man looked at it, with a smile on his lips, this is right, he wants this, Lu Qingxue behind him is holding the little beggar, compared to Lu Qingxue, the little beggar is not panting and his face is not red, I don't know if he is born with good strength, or his physique is different from ordinary people, he is more relaxed than Lu Qingxue, who has practiced since he was a child, and he is looking at the splendid clothes hanging on the wall with a pair of big eyes.

The old man bowed and asked the little beggar, "How is it?" If you like that dress, I will buy it for you, but you will have to call me Master in the future, you know?"

The big eyes are pure and flawless, looking at the old man's appearance, I don't know why, looking back at Lu Qingxue, who has been taking care of her, Lu Qingxue said with a wry smile: "Master, how can you bully a child like this, even if you want this girl to know what a master and apprentice are." ”

The little beggar who had been timid and didn't dare to speak nodded vigorously, expressing his agreement with Lu Qingxue's words, the old man's face was ugly, and he said to Lu Qingxue: "In front of the master, talk nonsense, when did I bully her, go back and punish you for copying the door rules thirty times." ”

Lu Qingxue pursed her lips and snorted, but still stopped talking.

Even the Bianjing merchant on the side also liked it very much, and took the initiative to tell him: "The little girl has a lot of clothes in the pavilion, I don't know what price the old gentleman wants to buy?"

"The best, pick a few beautiful clothes for the little girl, see if the little girl likes it, and pack them all. Although the old man was serious about Lu Qingxue, he either smiled kindly at the little beggar or rubbed her hair, and the hair that was combed together would be messy.

The Chinese clothes and brocade clothes in the Chuxiu Pavilion are clearly marked, and the prices of all kinds of clothes are engraved on it, and the worst robes should be tattooed with three taels of silver, and the brocade clothes should be ten taels of silver, and the other shoes should also be half a piece of money.

Four or five clothes in a row, packed together, and the little beggar changed into a beautiful dress. Porcelain doll-like people, moonlight skin, and white clothes, I don't know if it's a person with clothes or clothes with people, but such a little girl is really beautiful.

Before, he was clearly a gray little beggar, who was uncared for in the past, and when he was dressed up a little, he was very pretty.

The old man was really satisfied, picked up the little beggar, the old man hugged gently, really recalled, at that time he picked up his second disciple Lu Xiao, but it was also such a scene, he was holding the baby, and the baby was also open with a pair of good-looking eyes, slightly older than the little beggar, sensible on the side called Daddy Daddy, in retrospect, it was really happy.

This was the first time the little beggar had worn such a gorgeous dress, and she remembered little when her parents were still there, and she couldn't remember how many days she had worn the tattered cloth that was thrown at the ruined temple, and the cloth that could not be called a garment lived on days of hunger and cold.

This old man is good to himself, and the little beggar can see that this old man has just said that he wants to call him Master.

But should it be called? Why don't you wait? Or now?

Two delicate little ingots fell into the hands of the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper's smile was even stronger, respectfully sent away the old man and the little girl who held the baby, it was really a good business, and he actually made more than three taels, he shook his head and said to himself: "What a strange old man, he is so generous, and he is dressed so plainly, and even his female disciples are dressed in white, maybe they are dressed for the little doll." ”

Thinking of the corners of the little girl's eyebrows, the slender sword eyebrows are slightly upward, the face is exquisite, and the skin even has some silver-white light, and she is also a beauty embryo in the future.

The three of them didn't walk for a while, and then they saw the door of the Confucian Mansion in the distance open, and there was an endless stream of guests offering congratulatory gifts to the Confucian boys, and one by one the servants carried many dazzling treasures and good things to the door.

"Confucianism is really a big pomp, just the famous big sect in the rivers and lakes, the word flag can be seen here more than 20 faces, there are hundreds of dignitaries, you can see all kinds of heroes have petitioned, and the gold and silver jewels sent almost blinded people's eyes. ”

"But isn't it? The old lady who just went in, but Emperor Zhenzong's past East Palace companion, and later served as the eunuch of today's holy official family, living to such an age, the holy official family remembers the old feelings, and allows him to tell the old man to return to his hometown, I heard the descendants of the old lady often say that there is still a sacred book given by His Majesty Zhenzong when he sat in the East Palace, and I don't know if it is true or false. ”

Someone looked at it and said to this person: "It must be fake, Emperor Zhenzong who doesn't know, respect the Shinto Immortal and say, the matter of Tianshu Pavilion was a big joke in the world back then, how many years have passed, and it is still in the conversation and laughter of Mr. Qiaoxia." ”

The man also shook his head, only looking at the nobles who poured into the gate of the Confucian Mansion like swimming fish, and said to each other, "Half of the Confucian scholars in the world have come to Chaoping City, just to come to the Confucian Mansion today to pay respects, and I don't want to think about it, in this Confucian Mansion, there is really any god Confucius? ”

"Brother, be cautious, don't let others hear it, if it is known, you will see how your wife will clean you up when she goes back. ”

"What else can I be afraid of, just a woman, and what do I know?" the gagged son couldn't help but say angrily, as if he had lost a lot of face.

The old man just looked at it for a while and left, holding the little beggar to tease her, the little beggar who didn't dare to look at each other seemed to put down the mustard, and dragged the old man's beard around with two small hands, the old man looked at her with a smile, and was not annoyed, just put his head on the little beggar's face to tease her.

The restaurant was arranged, Mo Liyu came back to see the three of them, it was really angry, the master actually bought a lot of good-looking clothes for the little beggar, not to mention the flowers, and a purple dress with excellent fabrics, even the white clothes in the master are also the best fabrics, made of the finest needle and thread, the little beggar is really lucky, he can get a unique talent, and he can also see the master, it is really God who created her, and he is good to her in every way, and even said that Mo Liyu thinks that this little beggar can still have a good-looking face in the future, looking at this porcelain doll-like appearance, it must be a beautiful embryo.