Jun Ruyu

After half a month of confinement ended, Wen Buyun talked to Mo Zhuliu alone.

Wen Buyun has been living in Yanyang Palace these days and has not returned to the mountain.According to other servants, people have been visiting him one after another in the past few days.When Mo Zhuliu was looking for Wen Buyun, he happened to bump into a woman and a young man who had just come out of the hall. Both of them were dressed in Qinghe Nie's robes, and their expressions became fiercer than the other. The flow passed by.

"Ah, you're here." Wen Buyun rubbed his brows, looking exhausted.It's really puzzling that this man is clearly in his prime, but he ended up with this appearance.

Mo Zhuliu bowed to him and asked if there was any urgent matter that he needed to deal with.

Wen Buyun frowned, then relaxed again, and then asked: "Now there are rumors in the cultivation world that there is a 'alchemy hand'. I thought it was a genius from which company, until Wen Peng reported to me yesterday that the 'alchemy hand' actually Being in the Wen family's army, I asked more carefully... so it was a good thing you did."

Mo Zhuliu heard that there was no blame in the other party's tone, so he didn't hide anything, and confessed everything.

After hearing this, Wen Buyun sighed, and said: "I am very pleased that you have such a talent. It is a great blessing for my Wen family to have your assistant for my son in the future."

Mo Zhuliu bent even lower, and said: "Sovereign Miao Zan, the young master is talented and intelligent, with far-reaching ambitions, but I can't wait for him. I am very satisfied to be able to help the young master in the future."

Wen Buyun nodded in satisfaction and asked him to step back.

Half a month later, the Gusu Lan family opened a school and invited young ladies from various families to attend the school, so Mo Zhuliu, as Wen Ruohan's entourage, also went to Gusu together.

Gusu is located in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and has a completely different customs and customs from Qishan.

Mo Zhuliu made an appointment with the boatman early in the morning, and when the time came, he and Wen Ruohan took the boat to Yunshen Bubu.When the boat reached a certain point, it could not go any further, so the two got off the boat and planned to go on foot.

The summer heat has not completely dissipated, but the temperature on the mountain is still low. Even at the foot of the mountain, it seems that you can feel a chill of mist.Before disembarking, Mo Zhuliu took out a robe from his carry-on luggage and put it on Wen Ruohan.

When they got off the boat, there happened to be a few small boats docked on the shore. The people who got off the boat were all dressed in noble family robes. Mo Zhuliu took a closer look:

The Yunmengjiang Sect has a master and a servant, the purple-robed son is gentle and elegant, with a smile on his lips, the servant beside him is wearing a light black robe, with veins throbbing on his forehead, as if he is complaining to his master;

The young master of the Nie family of Qinghe, with a stern face and an old-fashioned appearance, wears a long knife on his waist that symbolizes his status.Mo Zhuliu immediately remembered that this person was none other than the disciple of the Nie family who had appeared in Wen's house that day;

The young master of the Lanling Jin Sect is particularly eye-catching wherever he goes. He is dressed in a noble gold star snow wave robe, with a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, holding a fan and smiling lightly. The eyes behind the fan are looking at Mo Zhuliu who is looking over, and he immediately slaps him Hehe, after stepping on the shore, he quickly walked towards Wen Ruohan.

"My lord, Jin Guangshan, if you read correctly, this is the young master of the Wen family in Qishan. The Wen family was very famous before, but I met you today. Young master Wen is really a good-looking talent." The visitors bowed their hands politely, and the couple The peach blossom eyes are shining.

Wen Ruohan raised his head slightly, and bowed his hands in return. It seemed that the other party's compliments were to his liking.

Jin Guangshan took the initiative to walk up the mountain with them, his eyes moved on the way, and he asked with a smile: "Master Wen must have heard about the recent rumors in the cultivation world."

Wen Ruohan asked, "What rumor?"

Jin Guangshan opened the paper fan, and said mysteriously: "It's the 'Pill Transformation Hand'. Sect Master Wen's heroic appearance in his prime has long been spread throughout the cultivation world, but now that the Pill Transformation Hand is in the world, it must be some kind of talented person that the old man has recently acquired." Disciple, right? But which eldest son of the Wen family?"

Mo Zhuliu followed behind silently.Wen Ruohan paused, as if he just remembered the incident, and said: "Oh, you said Huadanshou, indeed, he is a servant under my father's care, just an ordinary person, not worth mentioning." Although he said it was not worth mentioning, the pride on his face did not diminish at all.

"Huh?" Jin Guangshan paused his hand fanning, with an expression of disbelief, "House servant...?" He turned his gaze to look at Mo Zhuliu who had an indifferent face, frowned, and covered himself with the fan half face.

Mo Zhuliu said: "Master, pay attention to the stone steps under your feet."

Wen Ruohan raised his foot and said in response, "Yes."

I don't know where the clouds are, just like the name, the pavilions and pavilions under the clouds and mists in the distance can't be seen clearly, just like a fairyland.

Wen Ruohan went to the school with a group of young masters to meet the master, and Mo Zhuliu and the other servants went to tidy up in the assigned room, and explored the terrain by the way, so that he could take his young master for a walk in the future.

There are as many as [-] family precepts of the Gusu Lan family. Mo Zhuliu had a headache flipping through the thick and thick collections of family precepts, but he still had to jot down the key ones first.

There was only a small class on the first day, and it was estimated that Wen Ruohan would be back in a while. Mo Zhuliu thought about coming all the way by boat, and climbed a high mountain. He needed to prepare some snacks to fill his stomach, so he searched for the kitchen while exploring the way. .

The kitchen was very easy to find, and I could smell the aroma from a long distance away. When Mo Zhuliu went in, he found that someone had already arrived first.

The other party was dressed in a plain family robe, and when he sensed someone approaching, he immediately turned his head, with a slightly surprised expression on his face.

Just as Mo Zhuliu was about to speak, he saw the young man put his slender index finger on his lips, shook his head as if pleading, and beckoned him over.This person's face was pale, his lips lacked blood, and his eyes were blue. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a sick person.

As soon as Mo Zhuliu approached him, he crouched down on his shoulders.

"Eh... Second Young Master, he's not here, where did he go..." The boy's doubtful voice came from the kitchen door, and the voice went farther and farther away, and finally the kitchen returned to silence.

The two hid behind the stove without saying a word.Mo Zhuliu looked at the young man, only to realize that the brocade belt on his forehead was embroidered with the family crest of the Lan family, which was a symbol of the relatives and children of the Lan family.

Seeing that he was looking at him, the boy smiled softly, and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, with a piece of pastry wrapped in it.The young man said: "I just made this, there is only one piece left, I will give it to you as a thank you."

Mo Zhuliu bowed his head and cupped his hands, and said, "Thank you, Second Young Master Lan."

"Just call me An Ting."

"In Qishan, don't drift."

After all, he was not polite, took the pastry, took a bite under the eager gaze of the young man, and then...

"Pfft—cough cough, cough cough..." Mo Zhuliu turned his face away, covered his mouth and coughed desperately, the powerful smell hit his brain just now, making him unable to recover for a moment.

Lan Anting asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Mo Zhuliu managed to choke out two words, "It's so sweet..." It's too sweet, as if sugar was sprinkled in it as flour.

The other party hurriedly folded his hands together apologetically and said sorry.

"It tastes right to me..." He scratched his face in distress.

Since then, Mo Zhuliu has become acquainted with the second son of the Lan family.

However, it is clearly time for Mr. to give lectures, yet he is secretly cooking and eating in the kitchen, which is really strange.After Mo Zhuliu asked, Lan Anting replied, "Because I just fainted yesterday, and my father asked me to recuperate in the room."

This person who should have recuperated well is now squatting in the corner of the kitchen and saying so solemnly.

He said that he was physically weak since he was a child, and he was not as powerful as his elder brother in terms of spiritual power, and his head was not as bright as that of his third brother. Outsiders only knew that the Gusu Lan family had an elder son with strong spiritual power, and a clever and clever young master. Nobody ever said a word about him, because he really wasn't worth remembering.

Mo Zhuliu said, your dim sum can be remembered for a lifetime.

Convenience smiled happily, his eyes were as beautiful as crescent moons.

Probably because the body has been infested by illness for a long time, the juvenile's sense of taste has almost failed, so the taste of the food is very strange.Don't guess.

The boy was squatting with his knees hugged, the corners of his white clothes were stained with dust.

Mo Zhuliu paused, he suddenly felt that no dust in the world should touch this boy.

It was already late at night when Wen Ruohan came back, and he still smelled of alcohol, and Mo Zhuliu started to feel dizzy again. He clearly remembered that Yun Shen didn't know that alcohol was forbidden in his place, and he didn't know who he was so bold as to steal alcohol with.

Mo Zhuliu originally borrowed tools from the kitchen to make a small snack and put it in the room, so he advised Wen Ruohan to eat some snacks first, don't throw up, and he went to make some hangover soup.

"It's loquat cake, very sweet, someone taught me how to make it today."

Wen Ruohan lay down on the table, reached out and picked a random piece from the plate, took a bite, and said dazedly, "Mmm, it's okay."

When he came back from drinking the hangover soup, he saw Wen Ruohan clutching a plain white shirt, his brows were furrowed, and his face was full of disgust.

It was the school uniform of the Lan family delivered in the afternoon.Mo Zhuliu was afraid that the ancestor would tear the clothes, so he hurried over. Once Tang put it down, he reached out to take the clothes away, but Wen Ruohan fiercely refused to let go, and said in a daze, "It's too ugly, not as good-looking as my Wen family's, Mo Zhuliu, throw it away for me.

Mo Zhuliu was afraid that his words would be heard by the Lan family, and they would be driven back to Qishan directly.I had no choice but to persuasion patiently, although it is a bit plain, it must be very suitable for you, young master.

Wen Ruohan held his hands together and asked him to change clothes.

Unbuttoning his belt and taking off his coat, he trains every day, his body is very strong, and his waist is straight and loose.Mo Zhuliu put Lan's robe on him, smoothed out the folds carefully, and fastened the belt.

Wen Ruohan raised his chin and closed his eyes, suddenly frowned and said, "It's tight."

Mo Zhuliu quickly loosened his belt a little.

After finally getting dressed, Wen Ruohan lowered his head and asked how he was doing.

As soon as Mo Zhuliu looked up, he saw that his hair was all loose and his eyes were confused.

"Good looking, handsome."

So Young Master Wen was very satisfied.

Mo Zhuliu took the opportunity to let him drink the hangover soup, and asked him who he had secretly drunk with.

Wen Ruohan said bluntly, it was Jin Guangshan who took him down the mountain to drink.

Kim Kwang Sun...

Don't support the forehead by the flow.Then he asked where Jin Guangshan had gone.

"Run away." Wen Ruohan said.

"Ran?"

"Ah."

"Why is he running?"

Wen Ruohan finally became impatient: "I don't know, it's really annoying."

Mo Zhuliu had no choice but to shut up and mourn Jin Guangshan silently in his heart, hoping not to offend the young master of the Lanling Jin family as soon as he came.

Wen Ruohan started to complain of a headache, Mo Zhuliu patted him on the back and asked him to finish the rest of the hangover soup, then fed him a few snacks and began to massage his head.

"Let me tell you," Wen Ruohan closed his eyes and rubbed his sore shoulders, asked Mo Zhuliu to help him a few times, and continued to babble, "I will come to Gusu to study for half a year. The family is definitely not something they can stand side by side with, I, the Wen family, is the strongest of the five major families, and I, Wen Ruohan, are the ones all of them look up to!"

The author has something to say:

Come to Suzhou to study.Let everyone play together~

Lan Zhan called Uncle Lan Qiren, so Lan Qiren should be Lan Zhan's father's third brother, but Mo Xiang never mentioned that he had a second brother

For the title of uncle, I am not very clear whether it can refer to the father's younger brother/kinship relationship in general, or it can only be the third brother...

Here I privately set up Lan Anting as the second son of the Lan family, the younger brother of Qing Hengjun, and the second elder brother of Lan Qiren.

There are still five days to go back to school, these days will be updated daily

It shouldn't be very long, maybe it can be finished before school starts

Hurry up and finish the work of me and the school club. I haven't done any training class or homework...(?ー`)

The feeling of serialization is a bit good, you can chat and complain here (.

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Sometimes the update is that I am obsessive-compulsive and want to revise the first few chapters

Sorry if I bothered you <(__)>

I wish you all a happy reading, a happy new year, a smooth study and work~