Chapter 330: Big Red Embroidered Shoes

When Huo Biao saw Yun Qiumeng again, it was in the gazebo in the evening. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The pavilion was built when Yue Longxiang first ascended to the position of head of the house.

Yue Longxiang is a person who can enjoy life very well, so the construction of this pavilion is also very exquisite. It was at least three times larger than the pavilion where Huo Biao practiced swords, and there were beaded curtains made of crystal hanging on all sides of the pavilion, and there was a layer of tulle made of cloud brocade on the inner layer.

The tables and chairs in the pavilion are all made of marble, and the flowers in the corners are all precious flowers and plants. Even the screen placed on one side is made of high-quality pear blossom wood, and the embroidery on the screen is sewn by the embroiderer with a needle of gold thread.

The couch in the center is made of a special jade, which is said to be able to reduce fire in summer and heat up in winter. Coupled with velvet cushions and pillows, it is extremely comfortable to lie on.

From a distance, the gazebo looks extravagant.

I think that at the beginning, when this pavilion was first built, Yue Longxiang found a few beauties to have fun here day and night, so unhappy, and even delayed the affairs of the door for a while.

Yuelu persuaded him many times to no avail, so he didn't say more, because he doted on his grandson.

That day, Huo Biao came to the pavilion with a freshly cast sword, and saw Yue Longxiang sitting leisurely on the couch laughing, and the beauties next to him were clinging to Yue Longxiang's side, and Yue Longxiang was from time to time to solve the fruits and wine they handed over.

In the midst of laughter, Yue Longxiang didn't forget to beckon Huo Biao over for a while.

Huo Biao nodded and took two steps forward, and when Yue Longxiang pushed one of the beauties to Huo Biao's side, Huo Biao killed her with a sword.

Seeing the situation, the remaining women hurriedly shouted and hid behind Yue Longxiang, but they still couldn't escape Huo Biao's sword.

Yue Longxiang knew Huo Biao's good intentions, and he had really grown a lot since then. Although he is still in love with beauty, he is much more restrained than before, not only is the affairs of the door well managed, but he also gets up early every day to practice with Huo Biao.

Since then, the status of the Flame Gate in the martial arts has begun to rise step by step, and Yue Longxiang, a gentleman, has also begun to become a young talent who is better than blue by everyone.

I have to say that this is inseparable from Huo Biao's supervision, so Yue Longxiang also takes a great fancy to this brother, and all the disciples in the door also have full respect for Huo Biao.

Putting away the memories of the past, Huo Biao opened the bead curtain and walked in slowly.

I saw Yun Qiumeng sleeping on the couch with her arms on her side, ambergris burning on the table next to her, and Ziyi gently shaking a feather fan next to her to make her sleep more comfortable.

At this time, although Yun Qiumeng still had those cumbersome and precious ornaments on her head, she had already changed into the red clothes that Huo Biao sent for her, but a pair of small feet were exposed bare.

Xu felt Huo Biao's breath, Yun Qiumeng actually opened his eyes and sat up: "Ah Biao, you are here." ā€

Huo Biao looked her up and down, Yun Qiumeng lowered his head and said, "That dress is too heavy, if I wear it every day, it will definitely make me breathless." ā€

Huo Biao knew that she was talking about the weight of her clothes on the surface, but in fact she was referring to the weight of the burden on her shoulders. So he said very seriously: "No matter how heavy it is, you can't take it off at will!"

Yun Qiumeng stuck out her tongue at him: "Okay! Okay! This head of the family knows, this head of the family doesn't want to test whether the clothes sent by Huo Gongzi fit." ā€

Huo Biao smiled and nodded to Yun Qiumeng and patted his palms gently, and Zi Sandalwood walked in from outside the pavilion with a pair of red boot-style shoes: "I've seen the master!

Taking the pair of shoes from Zi Sandalwood, Huo Biao waved his hand and drank everyone back. It was an ordinary pair of shoes that could not be more ordinary, and there was simply no comparison with what she wore at the succession ceremony today.

But it can still be seen that Huo Biao still put his heart into these shoes, not only the color of the shoes complements the clothes on her body, but also the toe of these shoes is embroidered with a cloud.

It was the cloud of Yun Qiumeng.

Just when Yun Qiumeng was puzzled, Huo Biao suddenly squatted down and grabbed Yun Qiumeng's ankle, it seemed that he was going to put on Yun Qiumeng's shoes in person.

"I can't help it, I can't help it!" After saying this, Yun Qiumeng hurriedly took the golden boots on the side and put them on his feet.

With shoes on her feet, Yun Qiumeng got off the ground, staring at the shoes in Huo Biao's hand, she smiled softly: "Ah Biao has a heart, I like these shoes very much." ā€

Huo Biao was not reluctant, but naturally put his shoes aside: "If you like it, keep it, you can wear it one day." ā€

After turning around in place twice, Yun Qiumeng walked up to him and said calmly: "After I retreat, the size of the Flame Gate will have to work hard for you. ā€

Huo Biao nodded lightly: "You don't have to worry about anything, just retreat and practice, and I have my own sense of everything in the door." ā€

After a moment of silence, Yun Qiumeng suddenly asked, "I want to go out for a walk before the retreat, would you like to come with me?"

"Of course I do!" Huo Biao raised his hand without hesitation.

Halfway through, Yun Qiumeng gradually slowed down: "Ah Biao, thank you so much...... If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been in charge of this at all. ā€

Huo Biao stood in place in a daze, thinking in his heart: "Really...... She has nothing but gratitude to me. Unfortunately, I don't want this gratitude. But it's good that at least proves ...... Even if she doesn't have me in her heart, she still has me in her eyes. ā€

A full hour passed, and the two of them were still just wandering aimlessly, and Yun Qiumeng suddenly wanted to go to the wine fragrance to have a look.

"Let go of me!

The two suddenly heard the miserable scream of a girl from a store opposite, Yun Qiumeng gave Huo Biao a look, Huo Biao immediately understood, kicked open the door and rushed in.

The girl who was dragged by the arms of two big men in the store saw someone coming in, and hurriedly shook her hand to get rid of the control of the two people.

The next moment, the girl knelt beside Yun Qiumeng and Huo Biao and begged, "Brother and sister, help!

Yun Qiumeng leaned down to wipe the dirt on the girl's face and comforted, "Don't be afraid, my brothers and sisters won't let them sell you to the Qinglou." ā€

When the two big men heard this, they shouted viciously at the two of them: "Dare to meddle with Lao Tzu's affairs! Are you impatient?"

After that, those two men actually raised their fists and waved towards Yun Qiumeng's side. The ending can be imagined, Huo Biao only moved his right hand slightly, and the hilt that flew out of the scabbard of his right hand shook the two men away.

After the two men got up from the ground, they kowtowed again and again and begged for mercy: "The hero spares his life! The woman spares her life! This little girl was also bought by us for a hundred taels of silver, not maliciously robbing the woman of a good family, but his uncle and aunt willingly sold her to us." ā€

Yun Qiumeng led the girl out, and Huo Biao took out a gold ingot from his arms and threw it at the two of them: "Listen, today the girl is free, and this ingot of gold is the ransom of this girl." ā€

After the two met on the street, Huo Biao nodded to her to indicate that the matter had been done, Yun Qiumeng casually pulled off a golden hairpin on his head and put it on the girl's hand and said softly: "Little sister, you are free, from now on you will no longer be at the mercy of others, take this golden hairpin and go back to your parents!"

The girl held the golden hairpin in her hand, but her hand kept trembling, and her mouth always looked like she wanted to speak and stopped. Yun Qiumeng thought she was going to say thank you, and after touching her head, she called Huo Biao to walk forward together.

Who knew that the two had not taken two steps, and the girl knelt behind the two of them and cried with tears in her eyes: "My father and mother are dead, and I was sold to those two by my uncle and aunt."

I'm homeless right now, and I don't know where I'm going to go...... But I know that my brother and sister are kind people, please accept me and teach me kung fu! ā€

Yun Qiumeng secretly glanced at Huo Biao, Huo Biao turned around and helped the girl up from the ground: "Why do you want to learn kung fu? is it to take revenge on your uncle and aunt in the future? Or do you want to take revenge on the two big villains who are going to sell you to the Qinglou?"

The girl shook her head with tears in her eyes: "Neither." If I can be as good as my brother, I can not only protect myself from harm, but also punish the evil as you just did, so that I can help those who are weaker than me. ā€

After listening to this girl's words, Yun Qiumeng recalled the action of the girl who shook her hand to get rid of the two men, and nodded with satisfaction: "You have flexible arm strength, but you are a good seedling for sword practice." ā€

Hearing Yun Qiumeng's words, the girl hurriedly knelt down in front of Yun Qiumeng again as if she had picked up a treasure: "Please take my sister as an apprentice, I will definitely practice my sword well!"

Although the girl's face was full of tears and dirty, her eyes looked extremely flexible, Yun Qiumeng turned to her and asked, "How old are you this year, what is your surname and what is your name?"

The girl bit her pale lip: "I'm twelve years old, but I don't know what my last name is, my uncles, aunts and people in the village all call me girl." ā€

"Girl?" Yun Qiumeng stretched out her hand to pick up the girl and looked at her carefully, she said that she was twelve years old, but she looked as tall as a child who was only eight or nine years old. Dark, rough skin, and a small body emaciated from malnutrition under a ragged ragged garment.

Yun Qiumeng held the little girl's hand distressedly: "What a poor child, don't kneel, get up quickly." ā€

The girl insisted on refusing to get up, but pleaded with sincere eyes: "Sister, you can accept me as an apprentice! I promise that I will listen to you and will not cause you trouble." ā€

Yun Qiumeng was not afraid of trouble, and the reason why she hesitated was because she knew that she would always leave the Flame Gate one day.

At that point, how should this little girl be placed?