Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 710 Am I Now the Grand Martial Uncle?

The letter Xia Yan received did not contain this point, because Lin Chongyang's wedding date had not yet been set at that time.

The two started to walk in: "Tomorrow, although senior brother will come back the latest, it's not too late."

Lin Chongyang was able to have time to wait for others because he was kicked out by everyone. Haozheng Supreme Hall didn't use him, and the very Jun didn't let him help, and he didn't need to do some chores. Lingfeng brought Lin Ruomei and Yuxiao with Ji Wuxia.

The same goes for everyone else, all assigned more or less jobs.

When Xia Yan heard the words, he hesitated to speak at first, and then looked in the direction of Haozheng Wudao: "Junior Sister should have come back."

"Brother, don't worry, that matter has been resolved." The corners of Lin Chongyang's mouth rose slightly.

After the senior sister came back, the first thing to do was to go to the Haozheng Supreme Hall and beat up Master Mu. If his senses were not wrong at the time, Master Jing seemed to be stirring the flames by the side. I think it's a big deal.

Master and uncle...

Simply pretend you didn't see it.

The final result was that Master Mu was suppressed by his senior sister because he messed up the mandarin couples.

"That's good."

Xia Yan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this is rare good news, the unspeakable bad thing has been put to rest, and he is too lazy to pursue the matter of the black-hearted junior brother oppressing him.

After all, comparing these two matters, Master Mu's side is more troublesome and outrageous.

But if you think about it with your head, it's impossible for him and his junior sister to be okay, right?

Not to mention that the two people's personalities are not compatible, just to say that the junior sister is the fact that he watched him grow up, which basically extinguished any sparks that might have appeared from the root.

Just like the junior sister and younger brother are completely impossible, what kind of thoughts did Uncle Mu draw the fire on him.

He didn't dare to ask, let alone think about it, so he could only rely on the help of his junior brother to explain the matter to his junior sister on his behalf.

After that, the problem with Uncle Mu is no longer a problem. After all, one thing is one thing, and Uncle Mu is really not enough in front of junior sisters.

Moreover, if the matter is settled, it will not affect everyone's feelings.

"Master and several senior uncles are in Haozheng Supreme Hall, should the senior brother go to visit the senior uncles first, or..."

"I haven't been back for some years, let's take a look around first."

The two walked side by side, talking about the changes over the years, about the Tower of Mercy, about the Ancient Path of Defeng, and those younger generations who have grown up.

Compared with their generation, Xia Chenglin's generation is much more prosperous, so there is no need to worry about the lack of success.

Although, some bad habits seem to have been passed down unconsciously.

Just pass it on, what does it have to do with him?
In this regard, it is natural to trust the younger generation.

He is just a retired Yuru Wuxia, who speaks lightly.

"I'm here at the Tower of Mercy, so you don't need to be distracted, huh?"

When the two were walking on the stone road, a figure in a white shirt in the distance was rushing towards them, and it seemed that the other party's route was going down the mountain.

"Yunqian." Lin Chongyang called people to stop.

Ying Yunqian who stopped walking saluted and said: "Master Zu, Grand Master Uncle."

Although he has never met Xia Yan, but he has seen the portrait, it is not impolite to say that he will not recognize him after meeting. The first impression in the eyes of the elders is very important.

In this regard, a certain Yuru Wuxia raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

It was expected that their lineage would be passed down to the fourth generation, but being called that in person would inevitably make him feel that he was too old now.

Don't you see, even the younger brother has gray hair now.

"Is there something urgent?" Lin Chongyang asked.

Ying Yunqian replied very obediently: "Uncle Grand Master asked me to go down the mountain to buy some materials."

"Didn't you buy a batch before?"

Glancing into the distance, Lin Chongyang guessed the reason: "Did you fry the kitchen?"

"It exploded three times in one hour." The young man said cautiously.

"what."

With a chuckle, at the same time as Lin Chongyang spoke, several sword qi poured into Ying Yunqian's body, connecting with each other, and temporarily taught him a set of footwork: "Go, be careful on the road."

"Thank you, master, for your praise, and this junior will bid farewell."

When practicing again, Ying Yunqian's footsteps became much lighter, and his speed was far faster than before.

Xia Yan withdrew her gaze and curled her lips: "Linglong's flying steps are something you can do to travel."

"Cheng Lin's descendant, named Ying Yunqian, is a good material." The two started walking again, and Lin Chongyang avoided answering his senior brother's accusations.

"It can be seen that ordinary people would not recognize me."

"Brother, you should have some confidence in yourself."

"Heh, do you believe this?"

"I have confidence in my brother."

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On the top of Shiyue Peak, outside Haozheng Supreme Hall, Zhi Tianming looked away:
"That kid Xia Yan is back, everyone should be there, right?"

"It's almost ready." Fang Yuheng hung up the scroll and replied him.

Zhi Tianming stroked his beard and smiled lightly: "This is not too simple."

"Judging from Chongyang's identity and connections, this is already quite simple."

That is to say, there are lanterns and festoons up and down the Defeng Ancient Road, and those who come back are basically directly related to the original line. There is no big fuss, and there are no banquets for guests.

Although, compared with them back then, it is indeed not so simple.

"This person just has to submit to the old man." Zhi Tianming said: "Speaking of which, Lao Jing, why don't you go and see Tianhuai?"

"I'm not in a hurry for a day or two. Who is like you, who was beaten up by Lingfeng girl as soon as he came back."

Almost at the same time that Fang Yuheng spoke, Ting Santie, who was pulled out together, moved unobtrusively, keeping away from the two brothers, to prevent accidental injury.

Speaking of this matter, Zhi Tianming was furious: "You are so embarrassed to say it!"

This person was really careless, and stood aside to fan the flames.

"What do you know? I mean doing what I say. The ancients said that a gentleman can never follow a horse." Fang Yuheng himself did not have the same knowledge as him.

After a brief consideration, in order to prevent the blood from splashing on himself, Ting Santie chose to speak:
"By the way, how do you write the couplet in Haozheng Supreme Hall?"

The few of them came out not to show off, let alone to bicker, but to get the couplets in Haozheng Supreme Hall done.

At this moment, only Xia Kanxuan's voice came from the hall:

"Comrades with the same heart and mind, know the cold and the warmth."

After being interrupted by the two, Zhi Tianming stopped entangled with Fang Yuheng, and instead commented on the couplet given by Xia Kanxuan:
"It's a bit crude, but it's just right for their young couple."

Fang Yuheng added: "The pair of Xiaoxia hanging in the Cuixin Palace wrote it, and this one over here, did you show your hand in the little post?"

"Thanks to my brother's respect, then I will make a fool of myself."

The words fell, but seeing the three posts in the court, the words of Confucius flew out in time, and the words of Confucius flew out at the right time. He took the brush, splashed the ink, and wrote quickly, and the two lines of gilded characters were completed in one go.

"Not bad, Xiao Tie's calligraphy is much better than someone else's."

"Old Jing, if you can't speak, don't speak."

"My two brothers, it's time to go back." Ting Santie, who carried the huge pen on his back, sighed softly while holding his forehead.

"Let's go, go back and make tea!"

(End of this chapter)