Transformed into the control group, relying on the spiritual spring space to feed four children

Before Magistrate Ma could answer, Wang Jiu appeared from inside. He fanned himself and smiled sincerely, "It's you, my Lord. I haven't seen you for a long time. I thought you were dead."

"Don't worry, where are the Wen family members?" Ye Qinghuai looked at him coldly, and raised the spear in his hand slightly, dropping it in front of Wang Jiu's throat, flashing a cold light.

"Don't worry, the Wen family is my honored guest. If you don't believe me, just ask Magistrate Ma."

Magistrate Ma dared not refuse, and said quickly, "Yes, yes."

Ye Qinghuai turned over and dismounted, and said sternly: "Everyone, rest where you are!"

"Yes!"

Under the guidance of Magistrate Ma, they finally arrived at where Wen Yan was. Seeing that everyone was fine, Ye Qinghuai breathed a sigh of relief.

Wan Xuan held Wen Yan's hand, pointed at him and said, "Mom, is this Brother Qing Huai?"

Wen Yan smiled and nodded, and asked gently: "Is everything settled?"

Ye Qinghuai: "Well, I'll take you home."

He had been hiding his identity for such a long time, and was finally able to confess his identity to Wen Yan and the others.

Ye Qinghuai, the most powerful prince of the Ning Dynasty.

At a young age, he was a master of martial arts and led the Ye family army to victory in every battle. But some time ago, he was framed by his half-brother and escaped with injuries.

"The forces in the capital are complicated. Although my petition has been sent to the capital, I have to go there as soon as possible to prevent someone from playing tricks." Now that he thinks about it, the time he spent in the Wen family, being a free and easy wanderer, is a reward from God.

"How long will you stay?" Wen Yan asked.

"I will set out early the day after tomorrow."

Wen Yan glanced at Wan Xiaqing and felt relieved to see that she was relatively calm.

The group returned home leisurely, but Ye Qinghuai's clothes clearly told everyone that he was protecting the Wen family.

But within one day, the news that the person Wen Yan rescued was the prince spread throughout the neighborhood, and many people came to the Wen family to join in the fun.

But without exception, they were all blocked by Liu Cui, Ye Qinghuai's close confidant.

The next morning, Liu Cui came over to report, "Prince! Xunmei is here."

Xunmei is a Arabian horse of excellent appearance. The morning mist has not yet dissipated. Ordinary horses are listless, but Xunmei has eyes like torches and her neigh is very loud.

This is a gift from Ye Qinghuai to Wan Xiaqing, "Xiaqing, I'll take you to see someone."

Wan Xiaqing glanced at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan nodded, "Go ahead, be careful on the road."

Liu Cui didn't expect that the person his prince wanted to give as a gift was actually such a young girl. He couldn't help but look down on her, "Prince, although Xunmei is considered docile among horses, she is not someone a little girl can control."

Moreover, he had worked very hard to find this horse, and he thought that the prince was going to ride it, but he didn't expect that it was going to be given to this little girl, and the little girl just wanted to buy some jewelry.

Ye Qinghuai handed the reins to Wan Xiaqing and shook his head at Liu Cui: "Liu Cui, you have made a mistake. She is not an ordinary girl, she... is my apprentice who I have been teaching for several months!"

Wan Xiaqing grabbed the handrail and climbed onto the horse swiftly. He touched here and there with curiosity, "Isn't it just a horse?"

Liu Cui looked at her in surprise: "My goodness, Xunmei, this doesn't look like you, Xunmei!"

Ye Qinghuai stopped talking to him and said to Wan Xiaqing beside him: "Let's go."

The two men rode for about ten miles before arriving at their destination, a place called Fukuzawa Village, which was sparsely populated.

Ye Qinghuai came to a thatched hut and knocked on the door.

Wan Xiaqing couldn't help but ask, "Where is this place?"

"This is the residence of my father's former subordinates. After he was injured, he returned to his hometown. I only found out about this some time ago. He could have found a job in the capital and stayed there, but because of my father's situation...he left the capital."

"That's enough!" A voice as loud as a bell interrupted him, "Tell me more, you've revealed all my secrets!"

The door opened and a bearded, lame, muscular man walked out. "Is this how you treat your elders?"

Ye Qinghuai said with a smile, "Uncle Qiao, how dare I?"

Qiao Mingzhi looked at Wan Xiaqing on the side and glanced up and down. "Is that the person you are talking about? You actually asked me to teach this little guy. I wonder how you can be so confused at such a young age. Don't bother me here. Get out of here."

Saying that, he was about to close the door.

Wan Xiaqing held on.

Qiao Mingzhi tried hard to close the door, but it didn't close.

"Qing Huai, you said you were taking me to see him?" Wan Xiaqing imitated him and scanned the area. "He's not as strong as me, and he's a cripple. How can he be qualified to teach me?"

"Where did you come from, you rascal? Why are you talking like that?!" Qiao Mingzhi didn't even close the door, his eyes wide open with anger.

"How can I say that? If you have the guts, come compete with me! You are not famous at all, I don't even want to learn from you!"

“Okay, okay.” Qiao Mingzhi rolled up his sleeves. “I’ll let you see today that even if I give you one hand, I can still knock you down in three moves, let alone my lame leg!”

"I am waiting."

Things gradually developed in a direction Ye Qinghuai could not have imagined. Both of them had hot tempers, so he could only let them fight first.

Fortunately, there were fields and valleys surrounding this shabby thatched house, and few people passed by, so the two could do what they wanted.

In the end, Wan Xiaqing didn't fall down within three moves, but he didn't last more than ten moves.

Wan Xiaqing was convinced, but it was obvious that she still felt that Qiao Mingzhi looked down on her. She pinched her waist and refused to look at him, looking very stubborn.

Ye Qinghuai sighed, wondering what was going on with these two people.

It was getting late, so I could only take Wan Xiaqing back first.

Seeing Qiao Mingzhi about to close the door, Wan Xiaqing immediately shouted, "Master, I'll come again tomorrow!"

"You little brat!" Qiao Mingzhi's face turned fierce, but he still didn't refute. He just said, "Run ten miles to me tomorrow!"

Ye Qinghuai looked at the smile that gradually bloomed on Wan Xiaqing's face, knowing that he had passed this hurdle today, and couldn't help but ask: "Why are you so aggressive? Aren't you afraid that Uncle Qiao will not accept you?"

Wan Xiaqing is very confident in himself. "When my father taught me martial arts, he said I was very talented. Didn't you also say that I learn very quickly? I have to show myself so that the master can accept me."

As expected, they are children taught by Wen Yan, none of them are stupid.

This way he can feel relieved.

Ye Qinghuai set out early in the morning, and everyone from the Wen family came to see him off.

Only Wan Xiaqing was missing.

Wen Yan explained: "She woke up early in the morning, ate something, and went to Fuze Village to look for her master."

Ye Qinghuai felt a little regretful, "I originally wanted to see what expression that girl would have when I left."

Wen Yan thought about it and couldn't help laughing: "Don't make fun of me, my lord. Xia Qing is still thin-skinned."

The morning light fell on Wan Xiaqing's running figure, and she knew that Ye Qinghuai was probably gone by now.

But she didn't want to cry in front of him, and the next time they met, her martial arts would have improved a lot.

When we meet next time, she will become a mighty female general!

After seeing Ye Qinghuai off, Wen Yan was still very busy.

The private school will open in five days. We have already recruited some students, but the number is still a little too small, so we have to try to recruit more.

The restaurant will open in a month, so the training of the chefs needs to be started as soon as possible, and some promotional gifts also need to be prepared.

There are also some other miscellaneous matters, such as Gui Peng who fell into a trap.

This gambler had gambled away all the one or two taels of silver he had borrowed from her on credit two days ago in the casino, and it happened again one day.