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Yan Canglan's puzzled eyes stayed on Sijiu for a moment. Sijiu scratched the back of his head, with a bitter smile on his face, and said slowly: "Master, Qi Ye's identity is not that simple."

Yan Canglan frowned, his eyes revealing dissatisfaction: "Sijiu, there is something behind your words today, are you hiding something from me?"

Sijiu shook his head, his expression becoming serious: "Master, in fact, Qi Ye is not an ordinary person. He is the only son of the current Lord Qi. He has been very smart since he was a child, and is good at both civil and military affairs. But his ambition is not to pursue fame and fortune like other children of aristocratic families."

Yan Canglan's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be thinking: "What is his ambition?"

Sijiu sighed and said, "Master, you may not know that Qi Ye has had a deep understanding of the suffering of the people since he was a child. He hopes to benefit the people and reduce their burden. Therefore, the purpose of his study is to realize his ambitions, not just to embark on a glamorous official career."

Yan Canglan nodded slightly, a trace of admiration flashing in his eyes: "I see, then he is indeed worthy of my respect. But why did he want to make friends with our Loyal and Brave Marquis Mansion?"

Sijiu smiled and said, "This has to start with Qi Ye's mother. Lord Qi's wife was once the adopted daughter of Old Lady Yan. Therefore, Qi Ye has a special relationship with our Loyal and Brave Marquis Mansion. Moreover, Qi Ye has been friends with you since he was a child. He came to the Loyal and Brave Marquis Mansion this time, firstly to visit the old lady, and secondly to discuss future plans with you."

A hint of joy flashed across Yan Canglan's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure: "Discuss the plan? Does he want to get me involved in his business?"

Sijiu nodded, his expression serious: "Yes, Master. Qi Ye feels that you share the same interests with him, and hopes that you can work with him to seek the welfare of the people of the world."

……

That day, Yan Canglan and Sijiu came to a dilapidated thatched house, and heard a cough from inside. Yan Canglan frowned and gently pushed open the door of the thatched house, only to see an old woman lying on the straw, her face pale and dying.

Sijiu introduced in a low voice: "Master, this old lady's name is Ah Xiu. Her son lost his life in the war, and because of the pressure of life, she left home, leaving her alone."

Yan Canglan felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He walked forward, gently held Grandma Xiu's hand, and said softly, "Grandma Xiu, don't worry, I will help you get through this difficult time."

A glimmer of hope flashed in Ah Xiu's eyes, and she smiled and nodded. Yan Canglan turned to Sijiu and said, "Sijiu, go get a doctor to check on Grandma Ah Xiu."

Sijiu took the order and left, while Yan Canglan sat next to Grandma Axiu.

As night fell, the dim candlelight in the thatched cottage flickered, illuminating the faces of Yan Canglan and Grandma Xiu. Outside, a light breeze blew by, bringing the coolness of the end of summer, but also revealing a hint of the coming autumn.

Yan Canglan asked softly: "Grandma Xiu, are you feeling okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Grandma Xiu shook her head slightly, with a grateful smile on her face: "Young Master, you are so thoughtful. Apart from a slight cough, I am fine."

Sijiu hurried back, followed by a middle-aged doctor carrying a medicine box. He saluted Yan Canglan, then walked straight to Grandma Xiu and took her pulse.

"Well, the pulse is fine, but a little weak. He needs to be taken care of." The doctor said as he wrote out a prescription, "Young Master, you must pay attention to the herbs on this prescription and get them as soon as possible."

Yan Canglan nodded, turned around and said to Sijiu: "Sijiu, go get the medicine, and make sure it is authentic."

Sijiu left immediately, and Yan Canglan returned to Grandma Xiu and continued chatting with her.

"Grandma Xiu, how long have you lived in this thatched cottage?"

Grandma Xiu smiled and recalled: "I have lived in this thatched cottage for twenty years. Although it is simple, the life here is quiet and I am used to it."

"Don't you feel lonely here alone?" Yan Canglan asked with concern.

Grandma Xiu shook her head and said, "It's inevitable to be lonely, but I don't feel so lonely anymore because I have these flowers and plants to keep me company."

Yan Canglan looked and saw a few pots of flowers and plants placed in the corner of the thatched house. Although they were not expensive, they were full of vitality.

"Granny Xiu, you are such an optimistic person." Yan Canglan exclaimed.

At this time, Sijiu had already brought back the herbs, and the doctor started to make the medicine on the spot. Yan Canglan and Grandma Xiu continued to chat, and the topic gradually turned to the origin of the thatched house.

"Grandma Xiu, who built this thatched house?"

A trace of nostalgia flashed in Grandma Xiu's eyes, and she said, "This thatched house was built by my husband. He was a carpenter with great skills. It's a pity that he died early, leaving me alone."

Yan Canglan felt a surge of emotion in his heart, and then he comforted her: "Grandma Xiu, don't worry, I will take good care of you."

Grandma Xiu smiled and shook her head: "Young Master, I appreciate your kindness, but I have become accustomed to this kind of life. As long as you come to visit me occasionally, I will be very satisfied."

As the night deepened, Yan Canglan decided to stay with Grandma Xiu for the night. He asked Sijiu to build a simple shed outside the thatched house, and he chatted with Grandma Xiu until late at night.

The next morning, Yan Canglan woke up and found that Grandma Xiu had already gotten up and was cooking porridge. He walked over and asked with concern: "Grandma Xiu, how did you sleep last night?"

Grandma Xiu smiled and nodded: "Young Master, you had a good rest last night. This medicine is really effective. I feel much more energetic."

Yan Canglan felt warm in his heart, and sat down to have breakfast with Grandma Xiu. Sijiu was busy at the side, sorting out the medicines from last night.

After breakfast, Yan Canglan decided to leave.

He said goodbye to Grandma Xiu. Grandma Xiu's eyes flashed with reluctance, but she still smiled and said, "Young Master, be careful on the road. Come visit me when you have time."

Yan Canglan nodded, turned around and said to Sijiu, "Sijiu, you stay and take care of Grandma Xiu. I'm going back home."

Sijiu responded, and Yan Canglan, filled with gratitude and reluctance, set out on the journey back home.

……

After returning to the Mansion of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery, Yan Canglan saw Lu Yundi helping him select a suitable martial artist.

Lu Yundi looked around and didn't know why, but he always felt that this man named Yao was more suitable to be Yan Canglan's martial arts teacher.

The spring breeze gently blew the flowers in the courtyard. In the silence, Madam Lu Yundi's eyes were as deep as autumn water, staring at Yao Dingtian's burly figure. Yan Canglan stood beside his mother, frowning slightly, confused by this sudden proposal.

"Mother, do you really think Uncle Yao is suitable to be my martial arts teacher?" Yan Canglan couldn't help but ask, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

Lu Yundi turned around, his eyes fell softly on his son, and he sighed softly: "I have observed Yao Dingtian for a long time. He has a firm gaze and agile skills. More importantly, he has an extraordinary temperament that other martial artists do not have."

Yan Canglan pondered in silence. He understood his mother's judgment, but he still had some doubts in his heart.