Good to survive.After thinking about it, the old Hou Ye boldly let Shen Jieran handle the matter.And in his mind, he already felt that this son was the one who could inherit the uncle's mansion.

As for the fact that the second son only needs a male wife and has no heirs?He didn't care much.In his eyes, every child of the Shen family is the blood of the Shen family. Among his brothers of the same generation, there are also concubines who hold important positions in the Shen family, and there are also concubines who are worthless.

The reason why the old Hou Ye accepted Shen Jieran's "willfulness" is that there is another important reason that cannot be ignored, that is, he still remembers the incident that Shen Jieran made a lot of trouble for the sixth prince of Lingguo.

... If Shen Jieran had chosen Yuan Lingxiu from the beginning, I am afraid that the old Marquis would not like Yuan Lingxiu at this moment, but after comparison, he is very happy that his son cherishes this man and wife bestowed by the late emperor.

With his father's approval and support, Shen Jieran returned to his yard humming a little song contentedly.

At the same time, the servant who had been serving the old Hou Ye secretly went to see Mrs. Liu.

"What! You mean what are they discussing in secret again?"

"Yes ma'am."

"And this is already the third time this month?"

The boy gave an affirmative answer.His task has always been very simple, he only needs to report the situation to his wife every time the second young master and the master have a secret conversation, and he doesn't need to eavesdrop.

"You go down." After giving the reward, Liu asked the boy to go back with a grim expression.

What is the important thing that makes a son talk to his father without leaving anyone around?When Laohou asked Shen Jieyi to talk, he was never so mysterious!Mrs. Liu couldn't help but feel that the old Hou Ye might really like Shen Jieran more.

But how is it possible?Not to mention that Shen Jieran is just the second son, but just to say that her second brother is playful and carefree, how can the old Hou choose him with confidence?And Shen Jieran is not yet of age!What can a child with no hair grow at all?

Even though she thought it was impossible, their increasingly frequent conversations recently worried Liu Shi, so she turned her head and went to discuss with her husband.

The old man rescued by Yuan Lingxiu had begun to heal from his external injuries, and it was only a matter of time before his internal injuries recovered from the continuous supply of soup and medicine. However, although doctors came to give him acupuncture every day, there was no improvement.

Fortunately, Shen and Yuan were very open. Even if the old man remained insane for a long time, they could still keep him in the mansion, and it would be regarded as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.

On the fifth day after the old man's arrival, Shen Cong suddenly ran to say that the old man had suddenly woke up and was yelling to leave. Fortunately, he and Yuan Xin were watching all the time, so they stopped him.

Yuan Lingxiu also remembered that the old man disappeared within a few days in the previous life, and he always felt that he had regained his sanity, otherwise why did he leave suddenly after staying well a few days ago.

Shen Jieran and Yuan Lingxiu hurried to the guest room.Seeing the scene inside the house, both of them couldn't help laughing.I saw Yuan Xin hugging the old man's thigh, crying and yelling that he would not let go, and the old man really seemed to be awake... Although his movements seemed crazy now, they were not without rules.

"Old man, old man, you can't leave! My young master told me that after you wake up, you must wait for him to come to see you before you can leave!"

Seeing Yuan Xin like that, Yuan Lingxiu knew that the child was suffering. He and Shen Jieran exchanged glances, and skillfully clasped the old man's wrist one after the other.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Are you trying to harm me? Tell you, I, the ghost-eyed Taoist, are not easy to bully!" The old man's voice was hoarse, and he sounded a little weak.But he was injured internally and didn't dare to exercise, so he was easily caught.

Shen Jieran was afraid that he would tear open the wound if he struggled too hard, so he sealed up his big holes.

"Shameless boy! Let go of me, kill or scrape you as you please! Anyway, I'm still alive for a day, and you don't want to peek at the secret treasures of my Dongshan sect!"

The two of Shen and Yuan deeply doubted whether the old man was still crazy, just a different way of going crazy?

They have heard of the Dongshan School, after all, there are not many schools in Jianghu.But what arcane treasure?What ghost-eyed Taoist?If the old man was really hunted down, wouldn't it be better to keep his name anonymous...

"Old man, do you know where you are now?" Yuan Lingxiu asked tentatively.

"Where am I?! You little doll is so weird, you caught me here, how do I know where I am?"

"Old man, this is Shen's residence." Shen Jieran said.

"Shen Mansion? Never heard of it!"

Shen Jieran saw that his speech was more organized than the previous few days, so he tried to explain: "You are in the capital now, this is the residence of Uncle Yongchang, you were found injured and passed out here five days ago, do you still remember?"

"Is this the court's place?" The old man murmured and stopped making noise, as if he was recalling how he got here.

Shen Jieran and Yuan Lingxiu looked at each other again, and said, "Yes, now you know, it was my family's Ah Chu who saved you."

The old man gave Yuan Lingxiu a strange expression.

Yuan Lingxiu asked politely: "Old man, do you remember your name and where do you live? And why did you get seriously injured?"

"You are an old man, old man, how can I be so old?!" The old man probably understood that these two people saved him, not harmed him: "Young man, hurry up and untie my acupoints, don't you want to be tired?" Kill my old man?"

Shen Jieran suppressed a smile and hurriedly relieved him.

The old man sat back on the kang, and he still couldn't stand it after tossing for a long time, so Yuan Lingxiu asked Yuan Xin to bring him some water.

The old man asked, "Who are you two?"

Shen Jieran embraced Yuan Lingxiu, but he didn't take the money, and said respectfully: "I am Shen Jieran, the second son of Uncle Yongchang, and this is my wife, Yuan Lingxiu."

The old man looked at Shen Jieran, then looked Yuan Lingxiu up and down, took a sip of the tea Yuan Xin gave him, and said with emotion: "It's unexpected that two little dolls have such skills at such a young age."

"Can you see our kung fu?" Shen Jieran said happily.

The old man stared, "Nonsense, don't you look at my title of ghost-eyed Taoist, is it a false name? That kid, come here and let me check your pulse." Then he pointed to Yuan Lingxiu.

Yuan Lingxiu subconsciously looked at Shen Jieran, and when he saw Shen Jieran nodding secretly, he stepped forward and stretched out a wrist.

The old man's hands were weather-beaten like his face. He gently touched Yuan Lingxiu's veins and said, "I want to test your inner strength, don't resist me."

Yuan Lingxiu only felt that there was a kind of power flowing from his wrist along the meridians, and all his internal energy became tense due to this external force. In order not to hurt the old man, he could only use force to manage his internal energy that wanted to go on a rampage.

It was just a matter of a breath, the old man opened his eyes, and with a clever effort, he grabbed Yuan Lingxiu's wrist, and shouted: "Who are you! How come I have a unique skill of the Tongshan School?!"... And it's still so powerful, at least it has reached the fifth floor!

Shen Jieran had already reacted, and wanted to snatch Yuan Lingxiu back, but Yuan Lingxiu stopped him with a look.The old man looked skinny but actually had great strength. Yuan Lingxiu endured the pain and tried to remain calm and said, "It's a long story, the old man might as well let me go first."

The old man probably knew that he was no match for these two young people at all, so he let go of his hand in a sensible manner.

Shen Jieran looked unhappy, but he gently rubbed Yuan Lingxiu's wrist.

Neither of them expected that the old man had such a skill that he could directly detect the inner strength of others, and he even knew which family's kung fu he was practicing.

Only later did they realize that the old man can reveal the depth of another person's internal strength, provided that person does not resist.This trick is actually very easy, but it is very tasteless, how many people can control themselves and let others spy without resistance at all?As for why he was able to find out in an instant which exercise Yuan Lingxiu was practicing, it was only because it was the old man's own unique technique after all, and he had been in contact with it all his life, so how could he not know.

Facing the old man's question, the two of them didn't know how to answer for a while.

The main reason is that what happened in the previous life was too mysterious, and I am afraid that the old man may not believe it if he tells it.And in order to unlock the secrets of the seventh floor, they can't offend the old man by talking nonsense.

In desperation, Yuan Lingxiu decided to tell the truth - although the truth sounds unbelievable, it is not nonsense.But if you make up a false reason, I'm afraid you will have to lie continuously in the future.

Of course the old man didn't believe it at first, but when Yuan Lingxiu showed the old man the entire mental method he had written silently before, the old man was dumbfounded and had to believe it.

The old man held the manuscript of Yuan Lingxiu in his hand, cried and laughed for a while, and went crazy for a while, before he said with tears in his eyes: "My Dongshan School has a queen, I have a queen..."

Both Yuan Lingxiu and Shen Jieran felt that things had moved in a direction they could never have imagined before.

Only Yuan Lingxiu was left in the eyes of the old man, and he asked, "Boy, what level have you practiced in this "Qing Mo Fu Zi Jue"?"

"Qingmo Fuzijue?" Such a domineering name... The two couldn't help but look at each other again, Yuan Lingxiu said truthfully: "The sixth floor, the seventh floor, the younger generation is dull, and I really don't understand what the seventh floor is." What's the meaning."

"Heh!" The old man took a deep breath. You must know that not just anyone can practice this demon-clearing Fuzi, and it requires sufficient aptitude.

And among the talents of Dongshan School in the past dynasties, they have trained to

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