It's autumn again.

The maple leaves all over the mountains turned red, setting off the whole valley with a brilliant red color.

The red leaves in the mountains are intertwined, scattered and chic, but on the shore of a sparkling lake, a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, sitting on the ground among the grass by the lake, two thin little feet hanging idly in the cool water, the water waves at the feet rippling towards the distance slowly.

The young man looked lazy, but in the laziness he showed a morbidity, his complexion was pale, his blood was gloomy, and his spirit was a little slack.

On the opposite side of the lake, there is a wide official road, by the twilight of the slanting light, a few fast horses come to the dust, the sound of the horse's hooves, and the sunset red maple at this time, it seems incompatible.

"Young master, the old master sent someone to send a quick horse to summon the message, and asked the young master to listen to the affairs in Ninghong Hall. An old man in a black robe stood a few meters away, his demeanor respectful.

This black-robed old man's surname is Yu, because the young man's father has a great kindness to him, and he is willing to commit himself to a servant, and he has become the young man's personal guard.

As for this young man, surnamed Wang, his name is Ruoli, he is the only son of the Wang family in Jingyang City, and his father Wang Tianyang is the descendant of the Wang family, one of the three major families of Jingxiang Kingdom, as the deacon of the Wang family in Jingyang City, he is the leading figure in Jingyang City, and even the lord of Jingyang City has to give three points to him.

It is a pity that Wang Ruoli has been frail and sick since he was a child, lying on the sickbed all the year round, and his father has collected all kinds of valuable exercises and rare medicinal materials for many years, hoping that he will overcome the difficulty of weakness with the help of cultivation exercises and medicinal materials.

When he was ten years old, after an accident in the inner courtyard of the Jingyang Wang's family, Wang Ruoli was moved to the red maple building in Fenglin Mountain, Luoshui Town, hoping that he would take advantage of this lake and landscape to recuperate.

"Okay. Wang Ruoli turned around and slowly lifted his feet to the surface of the lake.

With a wave of Boss Yu's hand, the two little maids behind him hurriedly stepped forward and carefully wiped the surface of Wang Ruoli's feet, putting on socks and boots.

"Young master, now that autumn is getting cooler, this red maple lake water is very harmful to your body, please also ask the young master to focus on your body. Yu Lao said bitterly.

Yu Lao reminded that next time you must pay extra attention. Wang Ruoli said as he said, but there was a little sadness in his eyes.

Red maple small building, Ning Hongtang.

"Why can't you come back yet!" a sharp-mouthed man put the teacup in his hand back on the table, "This tea has been drunk three times!"

"Don't be impatient!" said a steady man sitting at the top of the house unhurriedly, "Perhaps, the young master has other things to delay!"

"Isn't it just a sick young master, what kind of shelf!" the sharp-mouthed man said angrily, "Do you really think that you are the future master of the Jingyang Wang family?" Hmph, maybe you will die one day!"

"Ah San, pay attention to the wording of your words, you are the young master of the Jingyang Wang family......" The steady man was about to admonish the sharp-mouthed man, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the door of the hall, Wang Ruoli was being supported by Yu Lao, and walked in tremblingly.

The five big men who had been waiting for a long time in the hall hurriedly got up and greeted each other.

Wang Ruoli sat down on the seat in the middle, and behind the old man, the five big men sat on the left and right, and the steady man among them said respectfully: "Young master, a few of my subordinates came this time, but to report the good news, yesterday the sixth lady gave birth to a daughter, the lord was overjoyed, and gave the name Wang Ruobing on the spot." ”

Wang Ruoli listened, his face did not move, but his heart fluctuated.

The Wang family as the master of Jingxiang country, the rules are strict, the children of the family are more particular about typesetting, today's Wang family descendants to "Yantian Ruoyun" on the generation, and other idle side children are not qualified to use, even if the identity of the general female generation in the lineage is difficult to enter the word generation, and their sister, as soon as she was born, was awarded the "if" word generation!

Seeing that Wang Ruoli was sitting upright, there was no joy or sorrow, and then he continued: "The master plans to invite Jingyang celebrities and banquet guests on the full moon day of the young lady, and then invite the young master to return to Jingyang and meet this newborn sister." ”

"Got it. Wang Ruoli rubbed his eyelids, as if he had just woken up.

"The young master is really calm! In the past, you were the only descendant of the master, but now, the situation is very different!" The sharp-mouthed man in the back row couldn't help but gloat.

Indeed, although Wang Ruobing is a daughter, the "Ruo" generation in the lineage has already met the qualifications for inheritance.

"So, are you looking forward to my newborn sister quickly surpassing me and taking over the property of the Jingyang Wang family?" Wang Ruoli raised his head and looked at the sharp-mouthed man with bright eyes.

"Even if you follow a young lady who works hard, it is a hundred times stronger than following a sick young master who is a fox and a fake tiger!" The sharp-mouthed man finally spit out the contempt and dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Ah San, stop talking!" The steady man saw that the sharp-mouthed man was losing weight as he spoke, and hurriedly spoke.

"Hehe, I'm the young master of the sick jar, you're right!" Wang Ruoli let out a soft voice, with a slight wry smile on his face, if it weren't for the pressure of his father's mountain, who would look up to himself as a young master who was riddled with illness and could die at any time? It's just that when he thought of this, he felt even more angry in his heart, and his voice became colder, "It's just that you can disdain it in your heart, but you can't on your face!"

"Liu San, there is no respect for him, his words collide with the young master, and he slaps his mouth twenty!" Yu Lao behind him said coldly.

The sharp-mouthed man named Liu San was a little stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect that Wang Ruoli's subordinate Yu Lao would be so tough, and he suddenly looked at the steady man at a loss: "Brother Sun, I ......"

"What?" Yu Lao saw that Liu San didn't move in his hand, and his face gradually turned cold, "Do you want the old man to help?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, Yu Lao is angry!" The steady man on the side hurriedly came out to persuade him, turned to Liu San and shouted, "Ah San, don't hurry up!

Liu San was forced by the situation, so he was helpless, so he had to slap his face one after another, and when he finished twenty beatings, his two cheeks were already red and swollen.

"Young master, the master has one more thing to explain. The steady man didn't dare to observe the change in Wang Ruoli's expression, but added slowly, "The master instructed, it has coincided with the recent change of the position of the head of the family, and I am afraid of accidents, so let the young master try not to go out if he is fine." ”

"Thank you for your father's good intentions!" Wang Ruoli waved his hand to let the five of them retreat, "You all retreat!"

"Yes!" the five big men obeyed and withdrew from the Ning Hong Hall.

Wang Ruoli got up, slowly walked to the front of Ning Hong Hall, and quietly looked at the scene of red maples in the courtyard.

Hundreds of red maple trees are planted on all sides of Ninghong Hall, every autumn, the maple leaves in front of the hall and behind the hall are red in February, and the red tiles and red walls on the hall reflect each other, it is interesting to become self-contained, so it is called Ninghong Hall.

"Young Master......" followed Yu Lao, who came over, and stopped talking.

"I understand!" Wang Ruoli closed his eyes and pondered.

I have been coming to this red maple building for more than a year, and I am nearly twelve years old, and my cultivation has long been hopeless, and my ears have fallen clean. It's just a father, are your many actions a kind of protection for the child, or is it a kind of abandonment?

If you don't fight all your life, can you really be an idle young master in the Wang family with peace of mind?

Wang Ruoli coughed lightly a few times, and walked back to his courtyard with some self-deprecation.

Yu Lao looked at Wang Ruo's back as he was getting farther away, and could only sigh secretly.