Dao fruit.

This is a woman in a pink dress. She wears a jacket and a skirt. She is well dressed, but her delicate body is swaying when she walks, and her steps are light, giving people a graceful feeling. She has a white and tender face , with a smile on his face, Danfeng eyes, and vivid eyes.

With just one glance, even Qiu Yan couldn't help feeling amazed, but after all, he condensed his soul, his thoughts were as one, and his mind recovered with just one turn of his thoughts.

"Very good, the quality is good." The woman's eyes rolled, and her eyes fell on Qiu Yan's face, showing her appreciation, she lightly parted her vermilion lips, and her voice was as clear as an oriole.

Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes, glanced at the woman, and then at the person beside her.

There are two people behind this woman, one is a girl in green clothes, her eyebrows are lowered, making it difficult to see her face, only her fair neck can be noticed, she looks like a girl; the other one is related to Qiu Yan Chen Qichang was called Song Nu by Chen Qichang.

As soon as he saw Song Nu, Qiu Yan understood and had a rough idea of ​​the woman's identity, but he didn't say anything, instead he bowed to Dong Qiu and called Xiaomin.

"Nephew, you don't need to be too polite." Unexpectedly, Dong Qiu, the lord of the county, seemed very polite, and after a few words, he was eager to recommend, "I am here this time, I was entrusted by others. , this is the jewel in the palm of Song Jiedu of the Wuxin Army, Miss Song."

Qiu Yan's heart was shocked, and there was a trace of doubt in his gaze towards the woman.

"The jewel in the palm of Song Jiedushi? Song Yuan's daughter?"

He turned his eyes and swept across Song Nu's face.

"A few days ago, Manager Song came over and said that his princess wanted to see me. Judging from the previous situation, this so-called princess is undoubtedly the daughter of King Tongshan. It must be that princess! This is strange. According to my guess, this king is definitely not Song Yuan himself, but someone close to him. Why is this demon king and princess Song Yuan's daughter again? Could it be, then The king of Tongshan is also a woman, Song Yuan's wife?"

These thoughts flashed through Qiu Yan's mind.

On the opposite side, that Miss Song suddenly took a step forward, looked Qiu Yan up and down carefully, and then nodded.

"That's right. She looks quite upright, and her temperament is not bad. She feels like she has read a lot of books. It's the temperament of a scholar."

While speaking, she naturally exudes a high-ranking and domineering taste, but it does not appear to be artificial, which is obviously a habit formed over time.

But Qiu Yan still frowned.

However, Miss Song obviously didn't take Qiu Yan's thoughts to heart, she raised her slender hand and stretched out two fingers.

"I heard that you have to observe filial piety and cannot take the imperial examination. Then I will give you two years. After two years, I will be admitted to the scholar. I will not pursue the matter of wolf and sheep. I can also consider recruiting you as a husband, but if you fail the exam , or in the past two years, if I have someone I like, then I can only blame you for your bad luck."

This woman's words were inside and out, as if she didn't take Qiu Yan seriously, it seemed that the so-called husband-in-law was just a pet of hers, he would come when he was called, and he would go away when he waved.

After finishing speaking, Miss Song smiled softly, her laughter was like a bell, she turned and went back to the sedan chair, the steward Song and the servant girl followed suit and led a group of people away quickly.

It was gone in a blink of an eye, it came suddenly, and it went quickly.

"Nephew, this is your opportunity, you must seize it! The father of Miss Song is a Jiedu envoy, a military general with real power, a high position and authority, guarding one side, if you can get married with him, it will be of great benefit to your future. , You’ve worked hard these past two years, it’s finally worth thinking about, and besides, Ma Lao Xiangguo is also very optimistic about you, and you can’t live up to his old man’s ardent expectations.”

Seeing this, the county lord Dong Qiu briefly spoke to Qiu Yan, and then left in a hurry, apparently to chase Miss Song and her party.

The courtyard became calm again, but the scene where the master of Cai County came over in person and called Qiu Yan a good nephew was clearly seen by the surrounding neighbors. , I just felt my heart beating faster, and I turned around cautiously, for fear of making any movement and letting Qiu Yan find out.

Of course Qiu Yan was not in the mood to pay attention to the neighbors, he was still chewing on the words of Miss Song.

"Two years? Husband-in-law?"

Finally, he shook his head.

"Two years are really precious. After all, with my current cultivation base, it takes a lot of effort to fight against the monsters under the throne of Tongshan King. Even Doctor Huang, who tried his best to stumble, has to prepare tributes for Tongshan King , if I face the Demon King immediately, I don't think I have much chance of winning, but I'm not interested in being the son-in-law of the Demon King, this body is related to hatred with the Demon King, the day we meet is the time to fight for our lives."

Qiu Yan's train of thought was quickly interrupted by a greeting——

"My dear brother, who were those people just now? One of them looks like an official lady?"

The one who spoke was Zheng Zhengsen, who was dressed for a long journey, wearing a square scarf, carrying a book basket, and a smile on his face.

"It's nothing, those people went to the wrong place and recognized the wrong person." Qiu Yan said that, and then asked about the reason for Zheng Zhongsen's attire.

"Hey, isn't there Enke in autumn? I guess I'm going to the Daofu Academy for advice, and I'm ready. I'm here this time to say goodbye to my brother." When he spoke, his voice was not high.

After hearing this, Qiu Yan realized that the matter was not so simple. His best friend had tried the sweetness before, and now he wanted to repeat the old tricks and go to do some things in order to hope for the rural high school entrance examination.

Seeing the whitewashed Confucian shirt on Zheng Zhongsen's body, Qiu Yan secretly sighed, then cupped his fists: "Since that's the case, then I wish Brother Zheng a smooth journey."

"Brother Chengxian is auspicious." Zheng Zhongsen smiled back, said a few more words, then turned and left with a smile on his face and longing for the future in his eyes.

It's just that he didn't hear from him after he left, and he didn't even come back to participate in the Qiu Wei in August of that year. Afterwards, although Qiu Yan wanted to look for it, his ability was limited, even if he used the god himself, it was difficult to find him.

The dead are like a husband, and it is two years in a flash.

For Qiu Yan, both the deity and the avatar have lived peacefully for the past two years.

However, having been trapped in a mountain temple for nearly 80 years, he knows that two years may be a long time for ordinary people, but it is just a blink of a finger for an extraordinary existence with a long lifespan.

From winter to spring, thousands of flowers bloom.

The courtyard of the Qiu family has not changed much.

"For two years, neither Shangling Dao nor Tongshan Dao have caused any disturbances in these two years, but this is only temporary, not to mention other things. Xiucai, King Tongshan will respond immediately and send someone to kill me."

Thinking in his heart, Qiu Yan put down the pen in his hand, glanced at the words on the table, frowned, and shook his head.

"No, it's still a little short, Shen Yun can't be perfect."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pulled it, and threw the writing aside.

On the other side, there was a slight sound on the table, but it was a group of white and fat figures tumbling around the corner of the table.

This white and fat figure is exactly the ginseng that fell when Qiu Yan was refining the magic weapon in the medicine cabinet two years ago. Since that night, he has been lying in the study room. As long as Qiu Yan reads, the ginseng will react. As time went by, Qiu Yan just let it go.

Without even looking at the ginseng, Qiu Yanli left the study and walked towards the door as soon as he entered the courtyard, just in time to meet Rong Niang who was entering the door.

After two years, Rongniang has grown up gracefully, beautifully and charmingly. Many women at her age have already married and had children, but there is no movement in Liu's family. Qiu Yan can also think of the reason for this.

"Cousin, are you going to the old prime minister's country again?"

Seeing Qiu Yan, Rong Niang greeted her, and after receiving an affirmative answer, she nodded, "Then I'll clean up the study for you."

ps: Thanks to Xiaoyao and "Ye Piao" for their rewards!