Han Ming and Zhu Yiwen rode in the direction of the convoy under the escort of a group of guards, but before they reached the convoy, Han Ming saw Ping'er standing in front of the convoy looking at him from a distance, and there was a young girl standing next to Ping'er, who was also looking over here.

Han Ming couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Ping'er standing in the convoy, but he immediately felt that something was wrong, and he wondered for a while, could it be that he liked Ping'er, otherwise why would he have inexplicable joy when he saw Ping'er from afar? But after thinking about it, Han Ming denied this speculation.

Han Ming shook his head, and as soon as he grabbed the reins, he drove the horse to follow the guards in the direction of the convoy, temporarily leaving behind the ridiculous idea of liking Ping'er, now that he is still hairy, he shouldn't have thought about anything about men and women in advance!

After a short time, Han Ming and his entourage returned to the Zhu family's convoy, and after entering the convoy, the dozen or so sword men behind Zhu Yiwen dispersed one after another, leaving only the original four attendants not far from Zhu Yiwen.

At this time, Ping'er and another girl approached, and they called at Zhu Yiwen sweetly, and then followed Zhu Yiwen obediently.

Zhu Yiwen took Han Ming and walked towards the luxurious carriage before, and the attendants and maids along the way bowed their heads when they saw Zhu Yiwen, and Zhu Yiwen also straightened his face, pretending to be old and nodded, but he couldn't hide his childishness from the inside out.

After a while, Han Ming and Zhu Yiwen approached the carriage, Zhu Yiwen pulled Han Ming and climbed into the carriage, Ping'er and another girl also followed the carriage with their skirts, and the four guards behind them naturally stood at the four corners of the carriage, protecting the safety of the carriage.

At this time, Han Ming had the opportunity to take a good look at the other girl next to Ping'er, this girl was exactly the same as Ping'er's dress, both were pale green skirts, but the temperament of this girl and Ping'er was completely different, Ping'er tended to be witty and lively, and this girl revealed a quiet and graceful temperament from top to bottom, like a lady.

Han Ming saw that this girl's clothes were the same as Ping'er's, so he thought that she was Lan'er, another maid of Zhu Yiwen mentioned by Ping'er earlier, and as he guessed, Zhu Yiwen immediately introduced Lan'er to Han Ming.

When Lan'er heard her young master introduce herself, she got up and saluted Han Mingyingying, which was very polite.

"Sister Lan'er is good" Han Ming immediately replied when he saw Lan'er saluting him, but Han Ming secretly muttered in his heart whether the women of the Zhu family were all beauties, why even the two little maids were so pretty, and the girls in his village could not be compared to either of them at all.

Zhu Yiwen threw his shoes and climbed onto the bed, and then pulled Han Ming to the bed, and then the two of them sat opposite each other, although the small bed in the carriage was not too big, it was more than enough to accommodate two ten-year-old children.

Sitting face to face, Zhu Yiwen pestered Han Ming to tell him his previous story, Han Ming had no choice but to pick something that could be said, and what he couldn't say was brushed aside, or not mentioned!

Although Han Ming has never seen much of the world, fortunately, he has heard a lot of stories when he was young, and he has seen a lot of novel things in the trek in the desert, so he is not afraid that he will not have anything to tell Zhu Yiwen.

Most of what Han Ming said was mountain legends, all of which were things that Zhu Yiwen had never heard, which made the little young master extremely excited to hear it, and looked at Han Ming with big eyes without blinking, and before he knew it, the sky was dark.

Han Ming found that the young master of the Zhu family had a very cheerful personality, and he couldn't help but love to laugh too much, and the smile on his face never disappeared, and he wanted to laugh twice.

But the most surprised thing was not Han Ming, but Ping'er and Lan'er next to Zhu Yiwen, when did the little young master ever have such indulgence! Although almost no one in the Zhu family could care about this little young master, the little young master was usually very decent, and he wouldn't laugh out loud at will!

If it weren't for Ping'er and Lan'er seeing the little master throw their boots and climb into bed directly, they wouldn't have believed that their little master would be so lively!

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The largest carriage in the convoy was glowing and faintly audible! There were five attendants standing outside the carriage, and if Han Ming was here, he would immediately recognize that one of them in a yellow shirt was the leader of the guards who had protected Zhu Yiwen and him when he went to bathe at the mountain spring in the afternoon.

These five people are wearing clothes of different colors, yellow, green, purple, white and black, and the frontal bones in yellow shirts are prominent, which is clearly the external skills of horizontal practice have reached a certain level.

Wearing a green shirt is a sick middle-aged man, his face is pale, and he looks like he is dying, which really makes people wonder how such a half-dead person can be a guard. The middle-aged man in the purple shirt was wearing a strange-looking weapon, which looked like an iron whip, but the long whip had sharp barbs on it. The temperament in the white shirt is better, the face is delicate, like an elegant reader.

There is also a whole body wrapped in a wide black robe, which cannot be seen, but the whole body exudes a cold air from the inside out, and he stands there quietly, like a statue that does not move, but it gives people a cold feeling, which makes people unwilling to get close and dare not get close.

In this carriage sat two old men, one dressed in a gray robe, with a long beard, and the hair on his whole body was white, even his eyebrows were white, and he looked like a man of the world.

Opposite the white-haired old man sat an old man, who was dressed in a brocade robe and wore all kinds of jade ornaments, unlike the white-haired old man's simple gray robe.

The old man in brocade wore an expressionless mask on his face, and the only eyes that showed were not bright, and his pupils did not turn, and the inside was cloudy, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"This time I went to Qingrong Mansion, the Chi family happened to have a good girl, you go and discuss with the old man Chi, and set the marriage between this girl and Ah Wen in advance, so as not to worry about other unangry boys. The old man in the mask said to Hua Zhen

"Marriage, isn't this what you, the head of the Zhu family, should do, why do you want me to discuss with the old monster, besides, Xiaowen is your grandson, and not mine, I am unknown. Hua Zhen stroked his white beard and smiled, it seemed that he was in a good mood.

"Because of the smoke, I quarreled with the Red Monster after I couldn't say a few words, and it was better for you. Besides, I am Xiaowen's grandfather, aren't you also Xiaowen's uncle, Xiaowen is the only bloodline descendant of your Hua family, no one else knows about this matter, but the red old monster knows very well!

"Okay, it's about Xiaowen, so I told the old red monster, if the old monster knew that Xiaowen was Ruyan's grandson, I think he would agree immediately. My sister is like smoke really makes me proud, and the heads of the two families of Zhu Chi are impressed, but it's a pity that she left at a young age, leaving behind her young daughter Qianhuan, and marrying your third son, but she also fell into the blood poison of Cecilia. When Hua Lao talked about his deceased sister Ruyan, there was more sadness in his eyes.

There was also a rare sadness in the cloudy eyes of the old man in the mask, and although it was immediately hidden, it was still caught by Hua Needle.

"Haha, it's like smoke can make your mind move" Hua Zhen cleaned up a little and his mood returned to normal.

"That Cecilia blood poison is really so difficult to solve, it's been five years, Qianhuan has been delirious for five years, according to the symptoms of Ruyan back then, in another three years, Qianhuan will lose her mind like smoke and die, Xiaowen will be completely motherless!" The old man in the mask gently tapped the small incense burner beside him that was emitting wisps of green smoke.

"Although I dare not say that I am the top three in Wu Guo in terms of Chinese acupuncture medical skills, no one in Wu or several surrounding countries can compare with me in terms of poison art! This Cecilia blood poison first took the life of my sister, and now it is going to take the life of my niece Qianhuan, I am afraid that I will not be able to agree," Hua Needle said with a strange expression.

"What? Can you cure that Cecilia blood poison?" The old man in the mask had a gleam in his eyes, and at the same time, his five fingers were clenched violently, and the small copper incense burner in his hand immediately deformed and made a piercing squeak.

"If it was a few days ago, I still couldn't do it, but a few days ago Xiaowen rescued a kid, do you know?" Hua Zhen looked at the old man in the mask with a smile, his expression was extremely weird, as if he had thought of something incredible.

"I know, isn't that kid also poisoned, what's wrong, can this kid cure Cecilia Cilia blood poison?" The old man in the mask let go of the incense burner in his hand, rubbed his hands together and retracted into his sleeves.

"That kid inadvertently swallowed a poisonous emperor grass, haha, fortunately he had a big life and bumped into me. It was also God who wanted me to relieve this Cecilia blood poison and let me meet him, haha. Hua Zhen couldn't hide the joy in his heart anymore, and looked up to the sky and laughed, but his expression became cold when he smiled and smiled, and he kept chanting the four words of Cecilia blood poison in his mouth.

"Poison Emperor Grass?" There was some look in the old man's eyes, as if he was carefully recalling the situation of this grass.

"For so many years, I have been looking for this strange grass, but I have not found it! The place of birth of this grass is uncertain, but there must be a kind of black blood snake next to it, which water this grass with venom every day, and when this grass is ripe, it is also the time when the black blood snake venom is vomited. The poisonous emperor grass matures, the snakes fight each other and devour each other, and the remaining snake king swallows this grass, and the snake king who swallows the poisonous emperor grass does not invade with a hundred poisons, and can turn into a snake with a bulge. Hua Zhen said word by word, but his expression calmed down.

"In the future, that kid will be my person, no matter what you do, you are not allowed to touch him, and within three years, I will cure the blood poison of Cecilia Cilia. Forget it, I don't understand it when I tell you, it's just a waste of time, I'll go first!" Hua Zhen got up and patted his clothes, and turned around and left without saluting, as if he didn't take this head of the Zhu family in his eyes at all.

The old man in the mask didn't care, he looked at the back of Hua Zhen leaving, and there was a hint of brilliance in his muddy eyes. But as if he thought of something again, he sighed deeply again, and said in a voice that could only be heard by himself: "Ruyan, why didn't you meet a poisonous emperor grass back then!"