More than half a month later, Quanzhou City, Chijian Houfu.

Lao Wu is the gatekeeper of the Hou Mansion, since his father's generation has been a servant in the Feng family, after the death of his father, his son inherited his father's business, witnessed the prosperity of the Feng family, from a small local family to the famous and powerful people today, he and Rongyan, every time I think of it is very excited.

With his qualifications, he should at least be a steward, but he didn't want to, he stubbornly guarded the gate of the Hou Mansion, and it was useless to persuade Mo Xiu personally.

In his words, the gate is the face of the Hou Mansion, and he is not at ease when it is handed over to others to take care of.

Today, he moved a stool and sat at the door as usual, watching the crowd coming and going, and reminding the doorman from time to time to straighten his waist and not lose his spirit.

A team of guards returned from errands and entered from the side door, everyone greeted him, and he also responded with a smile, only the last young general was cold-faced, and the old man snorted coldly and closed his eyes, too lazy to take care of it.

The young general was helpless and didn't dare to make a mistake, because this was his father, and he was angry because he made a mistake.

As the close attendant of the prince, the young master lost him without even noticing, although the Hou Ye didn't blame much, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart, and his father, since he beat him up on the day the young master disappeared, he never said a word to him.

Dad ignores himself, he may not be rude, Xiao Wu is half a step behind, and he stepped forward to say hello.

"Daddy, the boy is back. ”

Lao Wu didn't open his eyes, as if he hadn't heard it.

Xiao Wu was helpless and was about to leave, when an inquiry suddenly came from behind him.

"Hello, may I ask if this is the Sword Marquis Mansion, right?"

The eyes are holes, and you can't see such a big plaque?

Xiao Wu was already angry, and when he heard the sound, he frowned and turned around, but he saw his father, who was ignoring him, greeted him with a smiling face, and his flexibility was not at all like his age.

"Dad, slow down!"

Xiao Wu was startled and wanted to pick it up, but Lao Wu didn't pay attention to him at all, and moved to the side to avoid his hand.

"This is the Sword Marquis Mansion, I don't know what happened to Mr. Xiao?"

The man dressed as a scholar was so frightened by Xiao Wu that he took a step back, moved to the kind old Wu again, and bowed in his clothes.

"This lord, Xiaosheng was passing through here when he was entering Beijing to take the exam, and he was entrusted to hand over a letter to your mansion. The letter is here, please draw a charge for Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng is good to go on a business. ”

"I see, I'm tired of the little gentleman. ”

Signing with a smile, taking the letter, Lao Wu took out a few taels of silver and handed it over.

"This can't be helped!"

The scholar refused, but was forced into his hand by Lao Wu.

"Take it, it's not easy to study, you have to buy some good food to nourish your spirit, don't shirk Mr. ”

"Since this is the case, Xiaosheng will accept it with a cheeky face, Xiaosheng thank you for your generous gift!"

The scholar was very grateful, and despite Lao Wu's obstruction, he insisted on making a fool of himself before turning around and leaving.

Looking at the back of the scholar, Lao Wu secretly sighed, it is not easy to be civil and military, and how many good men are folded for a penny.

It's just a person who walks the rivers and lakes, and the scholar who goes to Beijing to take the exam but still works part-time is just a few pennies, if he is not poor, how can he be like this, if he can help, he will help.

Turning his head to see that his only son was still on the side, Lao Wu's smile sank and he snorted again, looked down at the letter, and was suddenly startled.

"Lord Hou's letter?"

"Hou Ye's letter, Dad, I'll send it, don't, alas, don't run away!"

Lao Wu is willing to pay attention to him, he will run away with his robe, Hou Ye's letter has always been presented by him, and some urgent items are not touched by the big housekeeper, this is his honor, how can he fake his hand.

Xiao Wu chased after him into the front yard, and saw a beautiful woman walking slowly from afar, and was about to shout, but Lao Wu had already stopped walking and saluting.

"Aunt Shen. ”

The beautiful woman nodded gently, looked at Xiao Wu behind her, and persuaded with a smile: "Uncle Wu, why are you in such a hurry?

"He, hmph, I don't have a son like him!" said Old Wu angrily, Wu Dong bowed his head in embarrassment and did not dare to make a sound.

The beautiful woman shook her head helplessly, and was about to help with a few words, when she suddenly saw the letter in Uncle Wu's hand, her eyes flashed.

"Lord Hou's letter? Show me. ”

Lao Wu hesitated for a moment and handed it over, and the beautiful woman held it in both hands and looked at it carefully for a long time, her face was happy.

"This is Ping'er's handwriting, this is the letter of the third young master!"

"Little Master?!"

The father and son of the Wu family were frightened and were about to cheer, but they were stopped by the beautiful woman raising her hand.

"Where's the messenger?"

"Gone, it's a scholar. Lao Wu said.

"I'll chase after me!" Before the beautiful woman could speak, Wu Dong ran to the door first, and the clever woman nodded secretly.

Glancing at the maid beside her, the beautiful woman thought for a while and said: "Uncle Wu, don't make a noise in advance, the scholar will be settled after he finds it, and I will present the letter to the Hou Ye, and everything will be decided by him." Remember, you must not leak the rumors, especially not let the people of King Zhan's Mansion know, otherwise you don't know what trouble will happen!"

"Yes, old man knows!"

Uncle Wu said goodbye and left, and the beautiful woman pinched the letter and observed it for a while, and then hurried to the study with the maid.

At the same time, Feng Zhiping and his entourage also arrived at the Yunling Mountain Range, where Diancang Mountain is located.

As the largest mountain system in the southeast of the Tian Yuan Continent, the Yunling Mountain Range is like a city wall, dividing the southeast land into two layers, inner and outer layers.

The imperial court has heavy troops here, and many martial arts people have also established sects here, among which the largest and most famous is Diancang Mountain, which has jurisdiction over the highest peak of Yunling and six nearby mountains, overlooking Yunling for nearly 10,000 years.

Feng Zhiping of Diancang Mountain has heard all kinds of things since he was a child, how many times he has turned into a dream butterfly and come here, he thought that he had imagined everything, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he was shocked to realize how poor his imagination was.

"Such a big mountain, all of which belong to your family?"

"That's right!" You Shuang'er's face lit up with pride.

"Is that the main peak Diancang?" Looking at the peak of the clouds that the heavy mountains couldn't hide, Feng Zhiping was dumbfounded.

He knew that the mountain was high, but it was too high, and it was like a pole poking directly into the sky.

"That's right, that's the main peak!"

You Shuang'er put his hands behind his back and followed his line of sight to look at the towering mountains.

"'It is difficult for the goshawk to cross the sky, thousands of heavens skillfully point to it, the wind embroiders and cuts the clouds and cut the jade, and the begonia dreams of the snow and looks at the fairy road', which means that we point to Cangshan! Do you see those red dots in the snow near the peak? Tell you, it is not plum blossoms, but begonias, and the Tianshan begonias unique to Cangshan! Legend has it that if anyone can collect the nectar of each begonia without hurting the petals and not going back, he will be able to ascend to the fairy realm once he has attained the Tao!"

Feng Zhiping was speechless: "It's okay not to hurt the petals, don't go back, don't talk about people, the gods are enough to choke!"

"You don't understand this, and it's impossible not to hurt the petals!"

Jumping in front of Feng Zhiping with his hands behind his back, You Shuang'er said in a playful voice: "Tianshan Begonia often blooms undefeated in all seasons, it seems to be tough, but the actual branches are tough and brittle. Although its flowers are not afraid of wind and snow, and it is difficult to frost, once it is touched, it will immediately wither, leaving only the stamens. If you want to pick a begonia flower completely, you must have both exquisite cultivation and profound water cold power, and freeze it completely in an instant, otherwise you will only get scattered petals. ”

"Frozen?" Feng Zhiping was dumbfounded.

This flower already grows in the high mountains and snowy areas, and it is extremely difficult to frost, so it is so difficult to freeze it instantly!

"Can anyone do it?"

"Of course there is!" You Shuang'er proudly raised two fingers, "As far as I know, there are currently two people in Diancang Mountain who can do this, one is the Lord of Yunshan Mountain, the other is my master, and no one else can!"

"Your master?" Feng Zhiping was startled, "Girl, who is your master?"

"Well, since it's all here, I'll tell you, but you are not allowed to say it to anyone, and if you do, no one will dare to pay attention to me. ”

Looking left and right, You Shuang'er cautiously leaned close to his ear: "My master is the famous Valkyrie Han Fengxue, and the nine martial spirits of Diancang Mountain are ranked third. ”

"It turned out to be her! Damn, "A Thousand Loves", "A Thousand Loves", I should have guessed a long time ago!"

Feng Zhiping was shocked and half dead, and he was also annoyed half to death, how could he be so stupid that he even forgot what "A Thousand Feelings Tips" was!

Han Fengxue is known as Han Fairy, and it is said that her beauty is comparable to that of the Yew Sword Pavilion Lord Yun Miao, both of whom are inhuman-level, and her cultivation is even more unfathomable.

But compared to these, her ruthlessness and infatuation are even more talked-about.

It is said that because of the exercises, she tasted thousands of emotions in the world to train a ruthless heart, this ruthlessness is not cold-blooded, but extremely difficult to be emotional, so that people appear cold and arrogant, full of fairy spirit.

But once she is emotional, she is more fiery than anyone else, the most famous of which is the various rumors of her and the current Holy Upper Mountains.

It is said that You Wanli once wanted to make her queen, but she failed to make the trip for various reasons, and since then she has rarely appeared in the self-styled Moon Peak, and she cannot be seen in the Three Kingdoms War or sectarian disputes.

The fire of gossip was burning, Feng Zhiping scratched his ears and cheeks, and couldn't help it, so he pulled You Shuang'er over.

"Girl, is our relationship good?"

"That's good!"

"How am I doing to you?"

"It's okay, I just like to talk nonsense. ”

"Well, that's not the point, the point is that we have a good relationship, right?"

You Shuang'er nodded.

"Then let me ask you a question, you can not answer, but don't lie to me, and you are not allowed to tell anyone else, especially your master! I want to know, does your master and the emperor really have a leg?"

Silent, the little face quickly turned red until it turned purple, You Shuang'er gritted his teeth, and his hand trembled when he pressed the hilt of the sword.

"Well, when I didn't say it. ”

Feng Zhiping turned around and ran, and after three breaths, the sound of drawing the sword came from behind him.

"I'll kill you!!"