My Ancient Stepson Bootcamp

"You really don't know about Aunt Hong and Uncle Fifth?" Xu Junze still moved softly, but there were temptations in his eyes.

As for the pair of assassins who appeared in the Princess Mansion last night to assassinate Duan Jie and Princess Qingyang, he already knew that the woman had white hair exposed, and she was a master of white hair—this had to remind people of Hong Gu who was beside Lin Shuran, and Hong Gu Aunt just disappeared again.

Not only that, but the fifth uncle who was supposed to be in the farm also disappeared. He was also a martial arts master and disappeared without a trace at the same time. This has to make people think too much.

If the assassination of Lord Duan of Xia Guo and Princess Qingyang had not happened, Lin Shuran might have told Xu Junze what he knew when he asked about it, but now the whereabouts of Aunt Hong and Uncle Wu are unknown, and Xu Junze is an official of the court. Between love and law, Lin Shuran hesitated.

"Forget it!" Xu Junze saw Lin Shuran's embarrassment and hesitation. She still didn't fully believe in herself, which made Xu Junze a little depressed, but he also knew that Lin Shuran was a very emotional person, especially the Fifth Uncle in her heart. Carries a lot of weight, "Let's rest early!"

Lin Shuran hesitated to speak, and when she got up to look, Xu Junze had already taken off her shoes and lay down on the bed, she walked slowly to the bedside and looked at him, with a little apology in her eyes, but in the end she still didn't open her mouth to talk about Aunt Hong and Uncle Wu She wanted to tell Xu Junze all the truth after she found out the whereabouts of Aunt Hong and Uncle Fifth, and asked what was going on with them. She was afraid that there might be some inside story that she didn't understand.

In the next few days, everything seemed to be calm, but Xu Minghan became a little anxious, because although he had taken painkillers, the pain and itching were always there, and Dr. Mei also tried to give him pain relief It relieves the itching, but more often he needs to carry it by himself.

In order to help Xu Minghan divert his attention, the children of the Xu family began to think of various ways to make him happy. Xu Minghao even opened a small teahouse in Xu Minghan's room following the example of a storyteller.

"Ahem——" Xu Minghao cleared his throat, still holding a folding fan in his hand, and glanced at his "audience"—the young masters of the Xu family, their servants and maidservants, the room was full of people , "Thousands of feet and green peaks soaring to the sky, heroes gather from all over the world, dragons and tigers fight everywhere in the rivers and lakes, and there will be life and death in the situation!" Xu Minghao said another opening line that his favorite storyteller often said, "Everyone, what we are talking about today is- —”

"Hee hee hee!" Old ten Xu Mingsheng covered his mouth and laughed secretly. He felt that his seventh brother's serious look was too funny.

"Tenth brother, serious, serious, I haven't started talking yet!" Xu Minghao stood up straight and said, staring at the old ten Xu Mingsheng.

At this time, Xu Mingye, who was sitting in the auditorium, urged him: "What are you talking about, you should hurry up and talk about it!"

"Immediately, immediately!" Xu Minghao told his second brother not to worry, and smiled mischievously at Xu Minghan who was sitting on the bed, winked his eyes, waved the folding fan in his hand, and continued, "Today we are talking about Jianghu. The heroic deeds of the righteous monk Fuhu fighting against the third ancestor of the Demon Sect, it is said that this Fuhu monk is not a real monk, he—”

"Seventh brother, he is not a monk, why is he called a monk again, isn't it strange?" The old ten Xu Mingsheng was just when he was full of curiosity, and he couldn't help but express his doubts as soon as he heard a sentence.

Xu Minghao was interrupted by the old ten Xu Mingsheng just as he got excited, he looked at Xu Mingsheng deliberately displeased and said, "Ten brother, why do you have so many questions! Mother said, be patient in everything you do, and go on Listen!"

"Oh——" Xu Mingsheng glanced at his mouth aggrievedly, he just didn't understand!

"Everyone wants to ask why this Fuhu monk is not a monk. The reason is very simple. He has no hair on his head since he was a child. He was born bald, just like the monks in the temple, so everyone calls him a monk. He has great strength and has killed tigers before, so everyone calls him Fuhu monk." Xu Minghao talked so much in one breath, and quickly drank tea to moisten his throat. It is not easy to be a storyteller, and his mouth will dry up after a while .

The "audience" was also very supportive, and they all looked at Xu Minghao expectantly, which greatly boosted his confidence, so he told them the story he had heard before about Fuhu monk robbing the rich and helping the poor, and fighting against the evil factions of the rivers and lakes. Not to mention the ups and downs of his small mouth and the twists and turns of the bizarre story, it really attracted everyone to listen carefully. Even Xu Minghan forgot the pain and itching on his face when he listened.

When Lin Shuran came to find Xu Minghan, she happened to be outside the house and heard Xu Minghao's wonderful speech, so she couldn't help but stop and listen, but she came a bit late, the story of Mr. .

"Guys, if you want to predict what will happen next, just listen to tomorrow's continuation." Xu Minghao said the concluding remarks with a triumphant smile.

"Brother Seven, you speak so well, I still want to hear it, so tell me more!" Old Ninth Xu Mingsong stepped forward and surrounded Xu Minghao, hoping that he would tell him more stories about Fuhu monk. Can't hear enough!
"Ninth brother, I'll talk about it tomorrow. I'm tired of talking about your seventh brother today. I want to continue to the third brother's room tomorrow." Xu Minghao turned to Xu Minghan after speaking to Xu Mingsong and asked, "Third brother, what did I say? Do you like to hear it?"

Xu Minghan nodded his head lightly. He was very moved and smiled in his eyes. He looked back at Xu Minghao and said, "I like it, seventh brother, you speak so well!"

"From now on, third brother, you can open a teahouse for me, and I will work as a storyteller in it, so there will be many customers!" Xu Minghao said confidently, puffing out his chest.

"Okay!" Although Xu Minghao may have said it just for fun, but Xu Minghan kept it in his heart. In the future, he will definitely open the world's largest teahouse for Xu Minghao.

At this moment, Xu Mingchen and the others saw Lin Shuran walking in, and they all got up to salute her. Lin Shuran smiled and signaled that they don't need to be too polite, and then came to Xu Minghan's bedside, and handed him the two books in his hand .

"Brother Han, these are the two books I sorted out. I can't find the original book. I wrote it again from memory. I thought you might like it, so I show it to you!"

"Thank you, mother!" Xu Minghan curiously took the books in Lin Shuran's hand, and saw that one was written "Biography of Huo Zhi" and the other was written "Seven Strategies of Ji Ran". It can be seen that Lin Shuran must have spent a lot of thought when writing these two books silently.