Early in the morning, Hua Fengshan entered the East Cross Courtyard alone and blocked the cold ice that was about to go out. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Where are you going so early?" Hua Fengshan asked in a deep voice.

Han Bing hurriedly stepped forward to salute and said with a smile: "Uncle, it's early! I'm going to learn drama from Meng Lao." ”

"Didn't you already go there yesterday? You have to go every day to learn a play, can't you really go on stage and sing?"

"I've only learned half of that play "Queqiao Meeting", and Meng Lao is in a hurry, so he can't allow me to learn slowly-" Han Bing smiled and lied, but he was secretly surprised in his heart, how could his uncle know where he went yesterday so quickly?

"Hmm-" Hua Fengshan nodded, and said with a calm face, "You go and tell Meng Jinghong, if he wants to drink again, don't come to me next time he has an eye disease, and find a wine seller!"

Han Bing finally understood where his uncle got the news! Sister Xiangjun would definitely not go to her uncle to tell Meng Lao's situation, she must have been betrayed by Cui'er's little spy! Alas, how could Uncle Qing recognize such a ghost girl as his granddaughter......

Seeing Han Bing standing there in a daze with a bitter face, Hua Fengshan immediately said unhappily: "What, are you also like that old drunkard, addicted to drinking?!"

Han Bing suddenly came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Uncle has misunderstood! I'm worried about how to persuade Meng Lao!"

Hua Fengshan smiled and said, "There is no need to persuade you, you just need to smash all the wine jars hidden under his bed for me!"

"Ah?!" Han Bing looked at Hua Fengshan with an embarrassed expression, wondering if he should take this uncle's angry words seriously.

"I heard that you drank at the old drunkard's yesterday, and you are just fooling around! Go to the room, and let me see how your injuries are. Hua Fengshan walked towards the room while training people.

"Uncle, Meng Lao is still ...... Waiting for ......"

As soon as Han Bing wanted to object, before he finished speaking, he was glared back by Hua Fengshan.

"Let him wait slowly! Anyway, his eyes are not helpful, and he stays in the house all day with nothing to do, so what's the hurry?"

After saying that, he grabbed Han Bing's arm and tried to drag him into the house.

"Uncle, I haven't eaten breakfast yet...... Although Han Bing didn't dare to resist openly, he still kept making excuses to shirk.

Hua Fengshan finally stopped, frowned, and said, "Looking at your reluctant look, it must not be a good thing! Could it be that last night the erysipelas attack broke again?"

Han Bing grinned, not daring to admit it, nor daring to deny it. He wouldn't tell his uncle the truth that the wound was torn by himself on the hardwood chair when he showed off his skills in front of Song Qingfeng.

Hua Fengshan immediately stopped saying more, and pulled him into the inner room.

After treating the wound, Hua Fengshan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "Endless Dan——, this thing is really too vicious!"

Han Bing nodded a little weakly, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Uncle, I have to go out of the city later, and I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to the house tonight." ”

Hearing this, Hua Fengshan stared at him violently and said, "Isn't Xiang'er going to give you an injection tonight?"

I thought Cui'er was Xiangjun's sister's little spy, but it turned out that she was still a little spy sent by her uncle!

Han Bing gritted his teeth secretly, and said with a smile: "The matter that my nephew is going to do is really important, and it doesn't hurt to talk about the needle tomorrow, so please ask my uncle to accuse Sister Xiangjun for me." ”

Hua Fengshan snorted disapprovingly, shook his head and said: "The person who wants to break his promise is you, so naturally you will go and talk to Xiang'er yourself!"

Han Bing stood silent for a moment, and suddenly walked straight to Hua Fengshan, landed on his knees, and knelt down.

Hua Fengshan was stunned when he landed, and he was busy trying to help him get up, but Han Bing pursed the corners of his lips and shook his head.

Hua Fengshan couldn't help but hurriedly said: "You-what are you doing! You also know Xiang'er's soft and rigid temperament, how can I say that I can move her!"

"Uncle, you are the one who watched me be born, how much you feel sorry for me, how can I not know? But Sister Xiangjun was also raised by you, and you treat her like your own daughter, and love her like a treasure. The poison of the Endless Pill in my possession can only be solved with the 'Golden Needle Tribulation', but this technique can both save and hurt people. Every time the pain in my body decreases, Sister Xiangjun's body will be damaged by one more point. And Sister Xiangjun was born weak, and she couldn't even practice martial arts since she was a child, so she couldn't help but apply needles frequently no matter what!"

"Are your words serious?!" Hua Fengshan asked with a shocked face.

"What my nephew said was true. When I was in Chongyuan, every time Sister Xiangjun gave me an injection, the old patriarch used internal strength to help her recover. The old patriarch later told me that he noticed that Xiangjun's sister was extremely weak, and that it was impossible to fully recover from the injuries inflicted on her, so that her body would only deteriorate until she died of mental exhaustion. ”

"That's how it is!" Hua Fengshan sighed, unable to speak anymore.

Han Bing continued to plead, "Although the Endless Pill is poisonous, it can't hurt your life. Back then, Uncle Qing could endure it for so many years, not to mention that my nephew and I were a hermit, and my endurance was even higher than Uncle Qing's, even if I couldn't detoxify it in this life, it was not a big deal. However, Sister Xiangjun may be exhausted due to detoxification for me, and then her life will be lost. Uncle and nephew, please convince Sister Xiangjun not to use the 'Golden Needle Tribulation' anymore!"

"I-I can only promise you to persuade Xiang'er, but that child's stubbornness will never be lost to you!" Hua Fengshan shook his head and sighed.

Han Bing rolled his eyes and said, "If Uncle really can't move her, let Cui'er try it." ”

"Cui'er, this little girl is good at making Diao Poor, and I'm afraid I can't persuade people!"

Han Bing calmed down and said with a smile: "Of course it is impossible to persuade people, but it is absolutely no problem to deceive people!

Hua Fengshan glanced at him, "What do you mean by this?"

Han Bing just smirked, not daring to really pick Cui'er as her uncle's little eyes and ears. He deliberately lowered his voice and said, "It's just that this little girl seems to have been bought by Sister Xiangjun, and she actually told her about our relationship with Prince Ding's Mansion." Yesterday, Sister Xiangjun also threatened me with this and said that she would go and sue my master. ”

Hua Fengshan snorted unhappily, looked at the ghost elf who was still kneeling in front of him, and finally couldn't help but show a smile, and said, "I'll do the little girl's business, you can get up first." It's really hard for you, the idea has hit your uncle and me!"

Han Bing salivated and smiled, and gave his uncle a look before standing up from the ground.

Hua Fengshan couldn't help laughing, also stood up, patted Han Bing's shoulder, and stepped forward to leave.

"Uncle—" Han Bing suddenly stopped him, hesitated for a moment before asking, "What is my original name?"

Hua Fengshan was stunned for a moment, and said to Han Bing: "You come with me." ”

Han Bing followed Hua Fengshan to the backyard and entered the main house where Hua Fengshan lived.

Hua Fengshan took out a delicate but somewhat old sandalwood box from a dark compartment at the head of the bed, and after opening it, he took out a simple jade jue from it and handed it to Han Bing's hand.

"This is what your mother left for you. It's just that you were too young to wear it at that time, and your stubborn donkey-like master refused to keep it for you, because it was used by the Leng family as a token of divorce from his wife. So I put it away, and in any case, it was something your mother left you. ”

Han Bing looked closely at the white jade decorated with cloud and thunder patterns in his hand, and found that someone had carved a seal "gargle" near the gap.

"Leng Shuyu, this is the name your mother gave you. ”

Seeing Han Bing's stunned expression looking at the jade jue silently, Hua Fengshan guessed that this child must have heard someone talking about Leng Yiqing, and he was sad, but he didn't want to make his master and uncle sad, so he came to ask him about those old things.

He stepped forward and patted Han Bing's shoulder gently, and said softly: "My uncle knows better than any of them about your mother's affairs, if you want to know anything, just ask me." ”

Han Bing's bright starry eyes flashed, and then he smiled indifferently: "I'm afraid I've heard too many stories recently, and I can't help but occasionally recall some old things, and I don't know what kind of story I will hear tonight!"

Hua Fengshan smiled slightly and said: "When people are old, they love to tell stories, you are still young, and you will always have your own story in the future." As for the old things, just listen to them, after all, they are all in the past, and they can't be revisited, let alone changed. ”

Han Bing nodded silently, and when he raised his head again, he already had a bright smile on his face.