The layout of the Yunzhou Marquis Mansion is not grand, but you can feel the atmosphere from the gate.
Ah Jue led the way and everything went smoothly.
However, before entering Yunzhou Houfu, Yue Chuyun saw the meaningful smile on the corner of Ah Jue's mouth, as if he was expecting something.
Such a desolate atmosphere seems to make Dao Wuhen a little uncomfortable, but this discomfort does not affect anything.
For a person of Dao Wuhen's level, it is difficult for external objects to interfere with his mind.
"It seems that Mr.
Yunzhou really wants to see me."
Yuechuyun laughed to himself, then looked at Ajue in front of him and asked, "Senior Ajue, do you need to inform the outside world so as not to wait for Boss Zhao of Yangquan Restaurant?
I sent people to bring wine and food, but I couldn’t enter the Yunzhou Marquis’ Mansion.”
"Don't worry about some minor matters, Mr.
Yue.
The free man will report them."
Ajue shook his head and explained.
Yue Chuyun nodded when he heard this: "It seems that Marquis Yunzhou is indeed very kind to Senior Ajue."
"Apprentice" Qingcheng looked at Yue Izuyun with some reproach, as if blaming Yue Izuyun for suddenly asking about A Jue's family affairs.
However, Ah Jue didn't care and just asked: "How did Mr.
Yue know?"
"If it weren't for Senior Ajue, ordinary people who wanted to enter the Yunzhou Marquis Mansion would have to worry about whether they would be shot to death by random arrows from the surrounding archers.
Being able to arrange the Yunzhou Marquis Mansion with such murderous intent shows that Yunzhou Marquis is not An easy person to talk to.”
"Boy Yue, if you want to get something out of me, you're still a bit immature."
Ah Jue chuckled.
Yue Chuyun did not refute, and then said seriously: "In fact, from the sudden appearance of Senior Ajue, I have already guessed that Marquis Yunzhou wants to see me, and even understand his purpose."
"What purpose?"
Ah Jue asked with interest.
"What is the situation in today's world?
What does the Marquis of Yunzhou need?
That's why he wants to see me."
Yue Izuyun said helplessly, "I am too close to King Qingping, and the Marquis of Yunzhou has already felt the influence from King Qingping.
Threatening, you just want to make friends when you see me today.”
"Just making friends" Ah Jue asked, and then added: "Do you think Marquis Yunzhou has other ideas?"
As soon as Ajue said this, the four people in Qingcheng first looked anxious.
However, when they looked at Yuechuyun and the others, they saw that their faces were still calm and calm, as if they had not heard anything.
For a long time, Dao Wuhen seemed to have heard a very funny joke: "What else can I do besides making friends?
Can the Marquis of Yunzhou keep Yue Chuyun?"
Qingcheng heard that this was indeed the case, and then heard the scholar waving the folding fan in his hand and continued: "It's a pity that Yunzhou Marquis's efforts will be in vain."
Ah Jue didn't speak and just led the way.
After passing through a quiet corridor, Yuechuyun and everyone immediately saw a courtyard that looked like a martial arts arena.
"Although I don't like Jun Che very much, I hate the atmosphere here even more."
Luo Qinghuan said and raised his head, "Monk, what do you say?"
"Monk just eats with Mr.
Yue.
Monk eats wherever Mr.
Yue eats."
Monk Pi said, shaking his head.
Yue Chuyun smiled when he heard this, and then followed Ah Jue into the courtyard.
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There is a stone table in the courtyard.
Sitting on the stone table is a man in a silver gown.
Just sitting there quietly, there is an extremely attractive aura around him.
"Jun Mo, the person you want to see is here."
Yue Chuyun was startled as soon as Ah Jue spoke.
No matter how well-informed Yue Chuyun was, she had never heard of a couple who had been married for more than ten years.
Husband and wife greet each other by their first and last names.
Jun Mo didn't care either.
Of course, the more reason might be that he was used to it.
Turning around, he looked directly at Yue Chunyun, with a look of surprise and suspicion behind him.
Jun Mo turned back to look at Ah Jue and asked: "Ah Jue, the man in red clothes and white hair and carrying a long harp is Mr.
Yue, even though I am not People in the world have heard about it for a long time, but they don’t know who these people are."
Just as Ah Jue was about to introduce him, he heard Dao Wuhen say in a cold voice: "Follow me."
"Guard the hospital."
Luo Qinghuan followed immediately.
The scholar immediately understood what he was saying.
He saw Zhuang Meng beside him, so he changed his words: "Butler."
Zhuang Meng smiled happily: "Mr.
The scholar turned his head in surprise: "I thought you could talk about accounting."
"But my job is indeed that of a doctor."
Zhuang Meng explained with a smile.
Monk Pi immediately had a headache when he saw this, and then blurted out two words: "cook" in a confused voice, as if he didn't believe it.
Yue Izuyun thought about it carefully and realized that except Monk Pi, the identities of the other people were quite appropriate, so he nodded immediately.
Ah Jue laughed out loud: "The only descendant of old man Wu Dao.
Everyone in the world knows that when Dao Wuhen, the peak master of the Tao realm, became a follower and a scholar, the next head of Qinglian Academy will be...
Not so with the housekeeper.”
"There is also Miss Zhuang Meng, the descendant of the Medicine King Valley on the Sea of Flowers.
Even if she is a doctor, she is not an ordinary quack doctor.
Luo Qinghuan, the only remaining killer in the Tianzi Killer Building, is really wronged to be a nurse.
Is there anything else?
A monk’s monk, when did he change his profession and become a cook?”
Ah Jue seemed to be joking about several people's descriptions of his identity, but he also pointed out the identities of several people at the same time.
Jun Mo was immediately surprised when he heard the words, but saw Ajue gently coming to Qingcheng's side.
"The head of Fengming Pavilion Qingcheng, the elder Shuqi, the elder Susu, and this little girl are the next master of Fengming Pavilion Guangnan who is famous in the martial arts world today."
The surprise in Jun Mo's eyes was even worse, and he asked: "Mr.
Yue and Fengming Pavilion" Yue Izuyun narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox: "It's just a small trick that doesn't catch the eye, it's a lie."
Jun Che immediately shook his head: "How can it be considered a small trick to deceive the entire world?"
"In that case, please take a seat, everyone, come and serve tea."
When Yue Chuyun saw this, he was the first to sit opposite Jun Che.
Then he saw Qingcheng sitting on the right side of Yue Chuyun, followed by Shuqi Susu and Guangnan.
Fortunately, the table was big enough, and one side could just fit in.
I have to get rid of these people.
Seeing this, Dao Wuhen and others also sat on the right side of Yue Chuyun, leaving a seat for Monk Pi to sit next to Jun Mo.
Monk Pi still had that smiling Maitreya look.
After sitting down, he turned to look at Jun Mo.
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"Master Hou, the monk sitting next to Master Hou is truly a blessing that he has cultivated for three lifetimes."
"It is also a great honor for Jun Mo to sit at the same table with all the younger generation of martial arts masters.
If there is a chance, Jun Mo would like to sit at the same table with you in the future and chat over wine."
Yue Izuyun was the first to laugh out loud: "Marquis Yunzhou wants to recruit these people."
Jun Mo frowned when he heard this, but then he shook his head and said, "Mr.
Yue is quick to speak, and Jun Mo admires him."
Yue Izumo shook his head: "It's not that I'm quick to talk, but Izumo is destined not to be friends with Yunzhouhou."
"There are no absolutes in anything.
How do you know Mr.
Yue can't be my friend?"
Jun Mo asked after hearing this.
Yue Izuyun looked up at Ah Jue and smiled softly, then shook his head.
"Jianjun and I are from the same hometown."
"In the martial arts world at that time, only Sword Lord was considered a fellow countryman of Izumo."
Tsuki Izumo added after finishing his words
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