Moonlight and wind

"Hey!" Shan Zimo jumped off the stage and immediately called out to Qu Xuanyue who was about to leave, "I saved your life after all, and you didn't even say thank you!"

Shan Zimo stopped her with a grin. If Shen Lingfeng had this nerve, why didn't he talk to Qin Yumeng for eight years? Now that he had put on Shan Zimo's skin, he was in complete trouble!

"Thank you very much, Young Master Shan!" After bowing expressionlessly, Qu Xuanyue continued to leave.

"I don't quite understand why you want to participate in this martial arts competition? To prove your martial arts ability? Or for money?" Shan Zimo suddenly frowned, "It can't be for the lady on the high platform!"

"You guessed right, I did it for money!" Xuanyue did not stop.

"If you are short of money, tell me and I will give it to you!" "No need for that!" After saying that, the two of them left quickly and walked towards the civilian area of ​​Wisteria Lane.

"Logically speaking," Shan Boyu stroked his chin, "a young lady from the Hanlin Mansion shouldn't be so short of money." "I think so, too."

"That means Miss Que has encountered some problems and needs money." "Does it cost a lot to go to the South Country?" "It shouldn't be necessary to come out for a martial arts competition."

"Hey!" Shan Zimo suddenly became curious, "If she really wins the competition, then she must marry that lady, right?"

"Not necessarily. If the young lady doesn't like a wealthy family like that, she can just use money to solve the problem." Shan Boyu said mysteriously.

"Then what's the point of holding this martial arts competition to win a bride?" "It's a show for the rich!" Shan Boyu raised his head. "This martial arts competition to win a bride is first of all to select some capable and good-looking sons-in-law. If he is also a man of good character and appearance, it would be even better!" "That's true!" Shan Zimo nodded and continued to follow Qu Xuanyue to Zi Teng Lane.

"Miss!" A girl dressed as a maid called her outside the courtyard gate.

"Lvzhu?" Zi Ling'er saw her first. "How did you find this place?" "I just happened to be passing by. Sister Ling'er, are you and the young lady okay?"

"Everything is fine. Why hasn't there been any news about Zi Zhong for a long time?" Xuanyue was a little anxious.

"Alas," Lu Zhu sighed, "He was locked up by the adults, and Uncle Gong was forced to tell him the whereabouts of his young lady!"

"Ah?" Qu Xuanyue frowned, "I was the one who killed him!"

"Miss, don't blame yourself. Aren't we trying to raise money to redeem him?" "I'm afraid it's difficult to redeem him in this situation!"

"Lüzhu, please go back for now. Don't reveal the young lady's whereabouts. Please take good care of Zizhong." As she said that, Zi Ling'er took out a few pieces of silver from her purse and put them in Luzhu's hand.

"Sister Ling'er, you are out there and you need money. Needless to say, we will take care of Zi Zhong," he said, pushing the silver back. "Although the master asked Uncle Gong to interrogate him, everyone knows Uncle Gong's character. In order to give the master an explanation, Zi Zhong has to suffer some physical pain."

"Give Zi Zhong a message for me," Xuanyue held Luzhu's hand, "I will definitely find a way to get him out!" Luzhu nodded, looked around and saw no one, so he hurried away.

Shan Zimo and Shan Boyu, who were leaning against a wall, heard the conversation between the three people.

"He is a loyal servant!" He glanced at Shan Boyu and recalled what he had done. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He stretched out his finger, pointed, then put it down helplessly and left Wisteria Lane.

"Young Master, you are here!" The female tea master came out to greet him from the Mo Yue Xiang Ming Tea Shop opposite the big arena.

In Wu State, women had very few opportunities to work in shops, but at Mo Yue Xiang Ming, Yu Wenlin listened to Shan Zimo's advice and hired all female tea masters, which became a major feature of the tea shop.

The two came to the private room facing the arena. That was the private room Yuwenlin specially reserved for Shan Zimo. It can be said that this fan of Shan Zimo did a very good job.

"Why are there so many people on the ring?" Shan Zimo asked in confusion as he saw so many people standing on the ring.

"My young master, the story begins with you throwing down the Overlord Spear." The tea master made tea. "Since the young master left, the young lady has been dissatisfied with the swordsman. The rich man wanted to use money to get rid of him, but the swordsman was unwilling, so they started arguing. Now the rich man has called all the thugs in his family, and I'm afraid there will be another fight." As he spoke, he poured milk into the tea and stirred it gently. Shan Zimo looked at her, just like when he saw Qin Yumeng boiling milk on the day he traveled through time, a little absent-minded.

"Young Master," Shan Boyu saw the sun was high in the sky, "it's getting late. We should go back. If we can go faster, we can still get back before dark."

"No." Shan Zimo said lightly. "Still not going back?" Shan Boyu was frightened, "Young Master, if we don't go back, the Hall Master will skin me alive!"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!" Shan Zimo said confidently, "Come, I have something to do tonight," and called Shan Boyu to come closer. After hearing Shan Zimo's whisper, Shan Boyu showed an extremely reluctant expression on his face.

"I know that the young master is kindhearted, but it is better for us not to interfere in other people's family affairs," Shan Boyu shook his head. "Besides, even if we rescue him, what will we do in the future? If he is discovered, wouldn't it be even more miserable?"

"I've told you, don't worry, I'll take care of everything!" Shan Zimo took the milk tea prepared by the tea master, took a sip, nodded, "Good craftsmanship!" He leaned against the window again and watched the excitement on the stage.

Soon the crowd dispersed, and the rich family's daughter was helped down from the platform. This farce-like martial arts competition to win a bride finally came to an end.

The guys on the ring quickly cleaned up the ring, and another young lady walked onto the stage, and the second competition to win a husband began.

Shan Zimo was about to stand up when Shan Boyu held him down, "Young Master, it's fine for us to watch here!" Seeing that he had no intention of letting go, Shan Zimo had to sit back down.

"Young master, we have caused a lot of trouble. Be careful or the master will punish you when you go back!" "Since you are not going back, why not go out for a walk again!" He put down the teacup and walked out of the tea shop.

The two of them strolled in Wisteria Lane and unknowingly arrived at the Hanlin Mansion.

Shan Zimo looked up at the plaque and said, "Let's go in and pay a visit!" Before Shan Boyu could stop him, Shan Zimo had already arrived at the porch, and the servant at the door trotted inside to report.

After a while, the servant came back again, "Young Master, Lord Qu invites you in!" He then led the two into the hall. Qu Hanlin quickly stood up and greeted them, "Young Master Shan, we meet again!"

Shan Zimo looked at the slightly haggard Hanlin Que whom he had not seen for a few days, and his thoughts began to waver again.

"Master Qu, how are you these days?" "Alas!" Qu Hanlin sighed, "Since my daughter disappeared, I feel very exhausted!"

"If I can help you in any way, I will definitely help you." "Thank you, young master!" "By the way, can I use the toilet for a while?" "Of course!" Hanlin Qu called the servant, "Take the young master to the toilet!" Shan Zimo got up and left the hall with the servant.

"This Hanlin Mansion is really not small!" Shan Zimo walked with confident steps, as if he was walking in his own Longyin Garden.

"Young man, just take a rest here!" Shan Zimo stretched out his right palm and chopped at the back of the boy's neck.

"Ouch!" The servant immediately squatted down holding his head. "Young Master!" Shan Boyu hurriedly grabbed Shan Zimo, "What are you doing?"

"Willn't he faint if he's hit on the back of the neck?" "You have to do this!" As he said this, Shan Boyu slapped the servant on the right side of the head again. The servant made a muffled sound and fell to the ground unconscious!

"You have to teach me this move again!"