When Ren Baqian went to the Ministry of Works in the afternoon, he suddenly heard a familiar sound coming from his ears, as if arcs were drawn in the air.

This voice is so familiar to Ren Baqian.

Whether it is content or musical instrument.

Majestic.

Erhu.

Ren Baqian was stunned for a moment. In this world, there was only one person who could use this kind of instrument to play such a song.

Looking at the sound, I saw that it was from the open window on the second floor of a restaurant.

Before I got closer, I heard the sound of cheering from the window.

"What kind of sound is this? It's so ugly!"

Ren Baqian's face turned dark on the spot. What are your opinions on my unique skills?

To be fair, this song is not bad at all. The jumping notes are like elfs, which are just a little worse than yourself. To put it bluntly, they are either stupid or bad.

Ren Baqian did not go through the main entrance, and as soon as he moved, he flipped through the window on the second floor.

"Dong!"

The erhu sound pulled out a broken sound and then stopped abruptly.

Because he hit the erhu...

Ren Baqian felt something hitting his knee, and looked down at the girl who was lying on the ground.

"Although it sounds a bit ugly, you don't need to hit someone, right?" The voice that was still being criticized just now has become a condemnation of Ren Baqian. After all, the little girl is so soft that she is not very uncomfortable to be kicked like this (to others think it is a kick).

Although this girl is not a member of the ancient tribe, she has seen many members of the Jing tribe in Lancheng in the past two years. At this time, the ancient tribe people burst into an unexpected sense of justice.

"It's too much!"

"Is this the head of Zizhu Mansion?" Someone who recognized him came.

"The head of Zizhu Mansion can't hit someone, right? I'd better hit a little girl."

Ren Baqian looked amused and crying. This situation cannot be said to be an accident, right? He accidentally kicked him down when he jumped in?

But you can't say that you did it on purpose.

Can the Jing tribe appear in Lancheng or the result of their own efforts?

By the way, little girl, why are you playing the erhu by the window?

The one on the ground is his single-letter disciple Zhan Caixian.

At this time, one hand covered his head and the other hand protected the Erhu. He was looking at himself with tears in his eyes, and his tears were about to fall. He bit his lips and endured it for a long time before he weakly shouted "Master!"

She had been waiting in Lancheng for a long time. She had inquired about Ren Baqian's habits when she was in Lancheng before. She knew that Ren Baqian was back and was waiting here.

She couldn't get close to the academic school. Ren Baqian often went to the Ministry of Works, so she was going to wait for a few days. Unexpectedly, she met on the first day, and even more so, that her cheap master was so enthusiastic... and hit her knees!

"This is an accident..." Ren Baqian looked embarrassed and reached out to pull Zhan Caixian up, rubbed her head twice, as if coaxing a child.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts!" Zhan Caixian couldn't help but burst into tears.

Ren Baqian's head was so big that he didn't know what he did to her.

"A girl of this big one, just cry!" Ren Baqian was very stern.

Zhan Caixian held the erhu and twitched: "You gave me a kick."

Ren Baqian turned his head and looked at it. He sat down for five or six tables, watching the fun with a hint of embarrassment. After a few words, these people understood it. After all, the weakest is the strength of the human wheel, with clever ears and clear eyes.

The ancient tribesmen were honest, but not deaf.

"The master and apprentice met, an accident." Ren Baqian clasped his fists and arched.

"I've met the head of the Ren Mansion." Some people stood up and clasped their fists, while others also stood up when they saw this. After all, they were the empress's husband, so they should be somewhat respectful.

Especially now Zizhu Academy has become famous.

These people don’t respect much for cultural people. They still respect cultural people who can fight.

After all, Ren Baqian won several games last year and threw a big bomb in the end, which was the respect of these men.

Ren Baqian was not in a hurry to go to the Ministry of Works. He pressed Zhan Caixian on the chair and looked at her while waiting for her to finish crying. In two years, this girl has grown up a lot.

It was a bit green, but now it is as bright as a gem.

There are many beautiful women, but just like her, she maintains the innocence of her body, and she can't find many clean and spotless.

If there is one more thing, Ren Baqian inexplicably thought of Li Yuanzhu, the third person in the world he had met.

The female Taoist priest gave people the feeling of being clean, but she was more calm than Zhan Caixian, like the sea, although transparent, but unfathomable.

Zhan Caixian is more delicate than that cleanliness, like a delicate flower, which needs careful care.

I carefully felt that this girl's strength should be a human wheel, which is not enough to protect her from coming to Lancheng, and she should have come with others.

After waiting for half a quarter of an hour, Zhan Caixian finally finished thrusting and smearing on his face piece by piece, like a calico cat.

A big bag visible to the naked eye on the forehead.

Ren Baqian asked the guard to take out a piece of black mud paste and apply it on, which would be eliminated in just a moment.

But a woman applied a piece of black mud cream to her forehead, which looked like she had a dog skin plaster.

"Does it still hurt?" Ren Baqian asked casually when he saw Zhan Caixian calm down. He said that this girl should be eighteen, right? She snot and tears when she hit her head?

Although I weigh more than 300 pounds, coupled with the inertia of jumping up from downstairs...

OK, forgive her.

"It hurts!" Zhan Caixian replied without thinking.

Ren Baqian felt that he was a little owed. Why did he mention this?

"Why are you here?"

This time, Zhan Caixian finally answered normally. "Master, you are going to get married! Many people want to give you gifts, so I will come with you..."

Ren Baqian was a little surprised that someone actually gave him a gift?

But it seems normal to think about it.

After all, I am still remotely controlling the command of the rear guard Duwei Mansion. Moreover, it is thanks to myself that the people of the Jing tribe can survive.

It is the right thing for these people to give gifts to themselves.

Ren Baqian has no idea of ​​being honest and dedicated to the public and not accepting bribes.

This is called love!

But what was unexpected was that this cheap apprentice actually wanted to see him.

"Your mother is here?" Ren Baqian remembered that her father was still catching mice in Izumo. Then she could only come with her mother.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Caixian shook his head: "Uncle Zhu accompanied me."

Then he explained: "I am the uncle in the mansion. Now that I have arrived at the earth wheel, I can come with me. Although my mother wants to come, she can't get out of her body. We came with the convoy, and hundreds of people were not in danger."

"Have you been here for a long time?" Ren Baqian asked with a smile. The marriage was originally scheduled to be in March, but now it is the end of September.
Chapter completed!