Yan Bing led Wang Wensheng back to his yard. When he entered the door, the old man was holding his own little teapot and sipping as usual.
Seeing Yan Bing enter the door, the old man immediately put down the teapot in his hand and said to Yan Bing: "You're back?", his eyes were full of care and pampering from his elders.
But when he saw Wang Wensheng and Shutong who were following the door, his eyes immediately turned to curiosity and scrutiny.
"This is...??" The old man raised his two fingers slightly and pointed at Wang Wensheng and the book boy, with a puzzled look on his face.
"Master, let me introduce to you. This is His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, Wang Wensheng, and the person behind him is his bookboy, Wen Pei." Yan Bing smiled and pointed at the two of them in turn, then spread his palms and gestured to the old man.
He continued: "And this is my master, the seventeenth generation head of Feixia Sect, Wang Linfeng."
After Yan Bing finished speaking, he kept blinking and winking at Xiao Wensheng.
When Wang Wensheng first walked in, he was still smiling. After hearing the introduction, he froze instantly.
Although he is not very old, he has heard from the elders in his family that the oldest person still alive in his family is his Third Great Grandfather, and this person is the head of Feixia Sect, Wang Linfeng, Wang
Old man.
But he has always only heard others talk about the glorious past of his Third Great Grandfather, so he has only heard of his name and has never seen him.
Today, just like this, without any preparation, and under the guidance of a sister whom he met by chance, he met me. At this moment, his little head was completely confused.
Yan Bing saw that he was winking, but this guy was completely stunned and didn't react at all. He was so anxious.
He simply coughed twice, then walked up to Wang Wensheng and said in his ear: "Why don't you come and pay homage to your third grandpa? Why are you standing there in such a daze?"
At this moment, Xiao Wensheng suddenly realized. He hurriedly came over and wanted to salute, but was grabbed by the book boy beside him.
Wen Pei looked at Yan Bing with cold eyes and said fiercely: "Sister Yan family, do you know that by pretending to be a member of the royal family, you are trying to kill the Yi tribe?"
Yan Bing understood instantly that this was because Wen Pei didn't believe in himself.
It's no wonder that the old man's current appearance is really miserable. His hair is messy, he is wearing rags, and he is sitting on a shabby armchair. There is a big crack in the coffee table next to him, and he is barely holding it up.
With.
The old man's overall impression at this moment can be said to be both sloppy and outdated. No one would associate such a person with the words "Head of Feixia Sect", but it is a pity that you have become disillusioned. This guy
It just happens to be.
Thinking of this, Yan Bing was not angry at all, but smiled and said: "I don't know about the Yi clan, but I know your identity as a little eunuch. If Commander Zeng knew, you would treat the ancestors of the clan like this."
If you are disrespectful, you will be worse off than the Yi tribe."
Hearing this, and looking at Wen Pei, he immediately started to sweat. He grabbed Wang Wensheng's hand and started shaking. His knees were bending uncontrollably. At this time, he could be said to be frightened and frightened.
What was shocking was how the sister of the Yan family in front of him could see through his identity. What was scary was that if he was suspicious again, he would really be guilty of being disrespectful. With his identity, no one could protect him.
In fact, Yan Bing didn't realize that Wen Pei was a eunuch at first, because Wen Pei behaved more like a scholar when talking. However, just now in the teahouse, when Wen Pei held a needle and raised a glass, he accidentally raised his orchid finger,
Let Yan Bing see through it immediately.
He is a eunuch.
Wang Wensheng slowly regained his composure at this moment. He stroked away the hand that Wen Pei was holding on to him, and said, "Wen Pei, you are fooling around again! Do you really think my sister would make fun of something like this?"
After saying that, he quickly stepped forward, knelt down in front of the old man, and said sincerely: "Great grandson, Wang Wensheng, pays homage to the third great ancestor. The third great ancestor is on top. Please accept my great respect."
After saying that, he bowed his head and bowed. I don't know whether it was because I was too nervous and didn't control the strength well, or because I wanted to show my respect for the old man. I knocked my head directly on the ground with a loud "Peng" sound.
Everyone has a black line on their head.
The old man asked with concern: "My child, are you okay??"
Xiao Wensheng straightened up and said with tears in his eyes: "Go back to the Third Grand Ancestor, your great grandson is fine."
Then he showed a simple and silly smile, but the "big bun" on his head was particularly eye-catching.
"Your master has bowed down, and you still stand with this fool? Are you a tiger?" Yan Bing glanced at Wen Pei and said with a wicked smile.
At this time, Wen Pei, as if he had just woken up from a dream, crawled up to the old man, knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, lay on the ground, and said in a panic: "Wen Pei, the eunuch, is here to kowtow to our ancestors.
, I am too young to see Mount Tai, I hope our ancestors will forgive me!!!"
These three people kowtowed so hard that the dust on the ground started to rise.
The old man had a temperament like a leisurely cloud and a wild crane. He didn't care about so many palace rules and said directly: "Okay, everyone get up quickly."
Little Vincent stood up with a smile, but Wen Pei was still lying down...
The old man was puzzled and asked: "Didn't I tell you to get up? I don't blame you."
Wen Pei, who was lying on the ground, said tremblingly: "Back to my ancestors, my little head is still a little dizzy. I'm afraid that I won't get up steadily and break the rules. I'll be fine in a moment."
Yan Bing and his eldest brother immediately laughed. With these three blows, who wouldn't faint?
The next moment, Wen Pei slowly straightened up, and suddenly there were three big bumps on his forehead, which were scary.
Yan Bing almost burst into tears when he laughed.
It was fine when I walked in, but after a while, I became a "longevity guy".
Looking at Wen Pei again, he stood up slowly, bowed his waist, saluted, faced the old man, stepped back in small steps, and stepped aside.
The old man nodded. The last time he saw this scene was more than a hundred years ago. Time passed by. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of his childhood memories when he was still in the palace, and he couldn't help but smile.
Seeing the old man smiling, Wen Pei breathed a sigh of relief.
The old man turned his head and looked at the innocent-looking little Vincent. He couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart, and said tenderly: "Come, grandson, let grandpa hug you."
Although Xiao Wensheng was only in his early ten years, he didn't feel that he was still a child. He felt that he was already an adult, but he didn't dare to disobey his great-grandfather, so he could only blush and move closer to let him know.
The old man hugged me.
The old man held little Vincent in his arms and felt the kinship for a moment. He stroked little Vincent's head, and then slowly let go. He looked at the little doll. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. Then he scraped little Vincent's nose and said dotingly.
: "It's the first time that my great-grandfather meets you, so he has to express his gratitude no matter what."
He turned to his senior brother and said, "Fengchen, go to my room and get "Ziqiao"."
The eldest brother raised his fist to accept the order, and after a while, he came back holding a light blue dagger with a scabbard and a hilt.
The senior brother knew that this was the sword that the master had given to his fourteenth brother. Now that he was seeing things and thinking about people, his eyes were a little red without realizing it. When his fourteenth brother was killed, he was as big as Xiao Wensheng.
.
The senior brother also knows in his heart that the master has been carefully guarding the swords of the junior brothers and sisters, just so that he can find suitable juniors in the future and entrust them, along with his thoughts and regrets, to the new "buds"...
Handing it over with both hands, the old man gently took the sword from the elder brother's hand, touched the scabbard, sighed, and then, with a smile, placed "Ziqiao" in little Vincent's hand.
After all, little Vincent is still a child. If you want to give him gold and silver, he may not be very happy, but when he sees this sword, he jumps with joy.
Realizing that I was a little rude, I quickly pretended to be a "little adult" and said to the old man with a smile: "Grandpa, can I pull it out and have a look?"
"Of course, it's a gift from my great-grandpa, as long as you take good care of it." The old man smiled, but his eyes were still staring at Ziqiao, and his eyes were slightly red.
With a clatter, the sword was unsheathed, and the bright silver blade shook so much that Vincent couldn't even open his eyes.
"Be careful not to get hurt, this sword is sharp!" the old man hurriedly warned.
At this moment, Xiao Wensheng's eyes widened, and he looked at Ziqiao in his hand from top to bottom. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became. He started dancing awkwardly, and he was so happy that he couldn't express it in words.
As the saying goes, laymen only watch the excitement, while experts watch the door. Xiao Wensheng obviously didn't know how precious this sword was, but he just thought it was beautiful. If he took advantage of it, he would dance like a tiger.
But Wen Pei on the side has studied martial arts, and naturally has a deep understanding of weapons. He can see the extraordinary quality of this sword at a glance, from the carvings on the guard to the inscriptions on the sword body, plus the snow-silver blade.
, this sword is priceless!!
I couldn't help but feel happy for my master.
But the old man was not happy at all at this moment. Looking at Xiao Wensheng's clumsy posture, he pouted and said: "How can I, the son of the Wang family, know nothing about martial arts at this age?"
At this moment, Xiao Wensheng was in high spirits with his sword dance and did not hear the old man's complaint at all. However, Wen Pei on the side heard it very seriously. He hurriedly bowed forward, saluted and explained: "Return to our ancestors, this is your Majesty's wish."
, His Majesty hopes that His Highness the Fourth Prince will specialize in martial arts and not martial arts."
"Huh! What nonsense!" The old man took it out directly after hearing this, and continued with a straight face: "What do you think, Tongyuan!? A boy! How can he not be bloody!"
Wen Pei on the side heard this and wondered for a moment, what does His Majesty's meaning have to do with Tongyuan? Moreover, in the palace, these two words cannot be read together. This is a taboo.
Wait! A taboo!? Could it be!? Tongyuan is the fine print of His Majesty today!??
Wen Pei, who had an instant epiphany, was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. If he had any doubts about the identity of this old man before, it was gone in an instant.
How could the old man notice Wen Pei's mental activities? He just looked at his grandson, dancing with his beloved apprentice's sword, but his movements were so clumsy. Looking at it, he felt angry and shouted loudly.
: "Stop practicing! Come here!"
Xiao Wensheng was startled by this roar. He quickly sheathed his sword and walked up to the old man. He bowed and said, "What did the Third Grand Ancestor teach you? Tai Sun bowed down to listen."
The old man became even more angry when he heard that the child was speaking in roundabout ways. He pointed directly at Yan Bing and said, "Go! Become her teacher and follow her to practice martial arts!"
Yan Bing didn't react at first. He followed the direction of the old man's finger and turned around to look. No one was there. The next moment, his eyes widened, he turned his head, looked at the old man, pointed at himself, and asked: "
