Chapter 6: Public money

Although "right or wrong" has already been clarified, things still have to be resolved.
The seven true views of the group were welcomed to the Jiu Yao Mountain, and Lu Mingshu was also taken away.
Along the way, Lu Mingshu was silent, only guarding the body of Lu Qingyi.
When they arrived at the Jiu Yao Palace, they were sent to a partial hall and stayed for a while.
In the main hall, Fu Shangqing sent away the cheap son, was about to leave, but was stopped by Yu Wenshi.
"Hey, there is one thing, I don't know how to arrange it?"
Fu Shangqing said slightly: "Is Yuwen brother saying that I am a woman?"
"Exactly." Yu Wenshi smiled. "I said, I shouldn't ask more questions about the family. But this is something that the people of Jiuzhou have witnessed, and they will go out sooner or later. The reputation of the head, that is, Jiu Yao Palace Reputation, I am an elder, and I have to ask."
Fu Shangqing’s heart is a glimpse of justice. Isn’t he trying to catch his little sister? Even with the previous rhetoric, the presence of Lu Mingshu will more or less tarnish his reputation. For this, Yu Wenshi also wants to support Lu Mingshu, and he is disgusting.
"I promised her mother that she should settle her up. What's more, she is my dear girl after all, and I also ask Yu Wen's brother to rest assured."

Oh?
Yu Wenshi asked with a smile.
So, is the head planning to keep her in the Jiu Yao Palace?

"This……"
Without waiting for Shang Shangqing to answer, he pre-empted: "If it is sent away, it is not very good. She is the head of the pro-female, do not stay with her, do not verify the words of the Lujia servant today? Then, the head of the day Capital, the biological daughter does not teach martial arts, it is inevitable to fall into the population."
Fu Shangqing pulled out a smile: "Yu Wen’s brother said that I naturally want to keep her by my side."
"So, who is going to let her enter the door? Or teach it personally?" Yu Wenshi chased after him, but he had to pay Shang Qing to arrange Lu Mingshu's place.
Fu Shangqing was unhappy in his heart, and his performance was as usual. He thought about it and said: "I want to teach myself personally, but the affairs in the door are cumbersome, and I have to practice myself. I am afraid that I will delay her, or find another Master."
"That must be provocative, hey, can someone choose in the palm of your hand?"
Fu Shangqing said, what kind of person do I have? I saw this daughter for the first time today. Can you let me relax? But this can't be said clearly.
Thinking about it, Zhou Yinru, who came back with them, suddenly said: "I have a personal choice here."
"Oh?" Yu Wenshi accidentally looked at Zhou Yinru. "I don't know who Yin Shimei said?"
Zhou Yinru turned around and looked at him like a smile: "Liu Zhenzhen, Liu Shixiong."
Yu Wenshi said: "This is not appropriate."
"What's wrong?" Zhou Yinru started, "On the birth, Liu Shixiong came from the rank of Xiang Zongshi, even if I was not even better. On the talent, Liu Shixiong is a rare genius in our 100-year-old palace, only two Fourteen, they will step into the realm of the gods. Such a master, others can not ask for it!"
"But, Master Liu, he is now..."
"Yuwen brother," Zhou Yinru smiled and looked at him. "If you care so much, why don't you accept her as a disciple?"
Yu Wenshi said: "I am facing a bottleneck now, I am afraid I don't have time to look after her." Joking, he still has to practice, he also received an apprentice, and also helped Shang Qing teach his daughter? In case this move is wrong, isn't it asking for trouble?
"Isn't that just?" Zhou Yinru said softly. "Like Yuwen's brother, they are all busy with their own exercises. How can I teach her? If I am worse, my brother will feel that I have been humiliated, and I can’t give her to those. Old man? That generation can't be right."
Yu Wenshi was said to be speechless.
"Under the circumstances, even if Liu’s brother is facing some difficulties now, the martial arts knowledge is real. In his experience, he is afraid that he can’t teach his apprentice? Yuwen’s brother, you can’t look down on Brother Liu!

The words in the cotton crease were said to be completely speechless.
At this time in the partial hall, Lu Mingshu sat down on the ground and watched Hui Niang to arrange the appearance of Lu Qingyi.
Asheng's nose and face were swollen and kept aside.
In addition to them in the temple, there are no more people, and those who are servants, even the pot of water are not sent in.
They gathered outside the temple and whispered inside.
"This is the ex-wife and daughter of the head?"
"Yes!"
"How do they have a face door? When you disliked the head, don't do it!"
"Yes. If it weren't for the old head, it would be a hero, and the head is still a hero today!"
"No, it’s really a glimpse of gold inlaid jade, deserve it!"
The voice suddenly came out, and the boy in a wheelchair appeared at the door of the temple.
A group of people hurried around: "Let's have a good job, what do you need..."
Lian Gong Gongzi swings his hand: "Nothing, just look at this child, after all, it is a fate."
"This……"
Not waiting for the attendant to answer, the two seven true disciples have lifted the wheelchair and sent them to the temple.
Hui Niang and A Sheng knew that the son was very ordinary. When he came in, he stood up. Only Lu Mingshu sat next to the stretcher and stared at Lu Qingyi, and there was no response.
The wheelchair stopped on the other side of the stretcher, and the inferior son looked down and said nothing.
Hui Niang’s heart, what do he want to do?
Quiet for a long time, the honest son slowly opened his mouth: "Why don't you talk? Know that they are falling into your elders."
Upon hearing this sentence, Hui Niang was taken aback and looked at the cheap son. She had seen the inferior son of the testimony for the book and the book, and thought he believed Zhou Yinru.
Lu Mingshu's eyelashes moved, and he looked up and looked at him.
Lian Xiongzi leaned slightly and condescended, and repeatedly asked: "Why?"
Lu Mingshu regained his gaze and still looked at the mother on the stretcher: "Because we only have three mouths, they have thousands of mouths and it is useless."
"Is it?" The flow of light in the eyes of the cheap son, do not know whether it is sorrow, or ruthless, "When will you talk?"
Lu Mingshu held her mother's cold hand, and her sluggish eyes regained her anger.
Then, she said: "When I speak useful, when I speak... the world has to listen."
With this answer, Lian Gonggong smiled slightly, like the snow in the early spring.
"Remember your words today, I hope I can wait until the day you talk." He untied a jade pendant, rolled up the tassel, and lowered his body to her hand.
The seven true disciples pushed the wheelchair and went outside the temple.
Both Hui Niang and A Sheng both
plopped
, and Hui Niang sadly said:
Xie Gongzi said today!

The wheelchair was lifted out of the temple and slowly moved away.
The date of the book and the book was indeed Xuanping for five years. But the paper is the cotton paper commonly used in Xichuan, not the rice paper used by Dongyue. The ink is not like the past eight years.
Whoever said it is true, whoever says it is false, and knows it at a glance.