"Quboyuan" is located in the southwest corner of the Fu family. Because it is a place to live, it is separated from the main house by half an artificial lake and a row of peach blossom forests. The place is very quiet. There are no fixed servants on weekdays, only two elderly women who are taking care of the peach forest nearby come to clean occasionally.

Today, the Yan family husband is going to stay here. The long-living courtyard became lively. A large group of people came in with all kinds of utensils. In most of the hour, the yard was enough to be built to make a new house.

Yan Kaiting sent the servant from the front yard back halfway and headed to the "Qubo Courtyard". He would not make a mistake even if he closed his eyes.

Before he was eight years old, Riri and Fu Mingxuan ran here, and later Fu Mingyuan was the little tail.

Before the age of twelve, most of them stayed in the martial arts field and the study room. When the mansion was running around, some troubles happened in the homework. The teacher had no choice but to suppress him, so Fu Mingxuan took action.

Later, Fu Mingxuan went out to study. At first, he often came here, and the Fu family kept him the "Qubo Courtyard" for many years.

Later, the banquet in the world finally ended. The figures of the Yan family’s husband appeared in Zhangtai and the Wei River to break willows.

The afternoon light was a bit hot, the peach forest was as beautiful as the sea, and the elixir was melting. This was actually the most prosperous flower event, and summer was coming.

Yan Kaiting stood between the lake and forest, looking at the blue-gray eaves of the "Quboyuan". Looking at the land carrying many memories, he finally "sneered", not knowing whether he was mocking himself or the powerful and obscure atmosphere in the yard ahead.

Why are the children of the Yan family full of memories of the Fu family?

On the bluestone road ahead, a group of servants from the Fu family were transferred out, led by a large manager. They had already packed up the "Qubo Courtyard" and were returning. When they saw Yan bowing in court.

The chief manager came here to ask if he wanted to leave more servants and maids, so he was naturally rejected by Yan's court. So everyone winked and said goodbye with a smile. Everyone present knew that the Yan family's sweet notes today were full of vividness, so the fewer people disturbed the better.

Yan Kaiting walked into the "Qubo Courtyard" and the two sides of the room were replaced with brand new window screens. It is conceivable that the room must be well cleaned.

The yard is spotless. In late spring, the place full of flowers and trees will inevitably fall red leaves, and it will be wiped out. However, this makes it more fireworks.

The man's powerful aura enveloped the entire courtyard, and opened a court to Yan to show his existence.

Yan Kaiting took two steps, stood still, and waited. His eyes fell obliquely, and he threw himself on the moss on the stone road in front of his feet, and did not look around and search. There was a very light breath in the wing room on the left, which should be Linxi.

As for Xia Pingsheng, he was the most unfathomable master Yan Kaiting had ever met. Even if he clearly released his breath, he could not find his place at all.

A figure appeared under a six-foot-tall Myrtle tree beside the courtyard wall, as if it had been standing there, but it was only at this moment that it entered the field of vision.

The man was covered in white hair, but he didn't look old at all. He only looked at his face and was only about thirty people. He was wearing a blue shirt, except for the better material, and was just like countless managerial figures in Yujing City.

"Ha Donglai went back and complained to you?" Yan Kaiting's voice was full of sarcasm. In fact, he knew that offending Xia Pingsheng would not do him at all, but at this moment he felt that he could no longer bear it.

Xia Pingsheng's eyes were as quiet as a deep pool. The next step was to appear in front of Yan Kaiting, and he reached out and patted his shoulder. Xia Pingsheng's movements were soothing and casual, but in the eyes of monks with enough eyes, there was no blind spot to avoid.

Yan Kaiting's eyes seemed to have a storm suddenly, and even a little purple feeling was permeated, but in the end it was still motionless.

Xia Pingsheng was just about to leave at once, and the next moment he stood three steps away.

He seemed to have not seen Yan Kaiting's overflowing hostility, and his voice was as calm as his eyes. "The 'Blood River Dafa' that talked about Xiang Ying originated from the underworld, full of corruption and erosion. Whether it is internal or external injuries, it must be dealt with immediately. Otherwise, the surface will be well-behaved, but hidden dangers will be buried inside."

Yan Kaiting thought of Fu Mingxuan helping him get his internal injuries, so he couldn't help but take a deep breath, suppressed the nameless air in his chest, and said slowly: "Thank you for your teaching, Uncle Xia."

"When facing a strong man who is a big level higher than you, you should do your best. It is meaningless to still want to restrain his strength at that time." Xia Pingsheng's tone seemed to be really teaching.

Yan Kaiting could no longer help but sneer: "The old saying does not mean that soldiers are against soldiers, generals are against generals. Does Uncle Xia mean that I will need to deal with him next time?"

"I've already met Tan Xiangying."

Yan Kaiting was stunned.

"The Yanyue Sect really lost its goods, and the entire ship of magical embryos will not stop."

Yan Kaiting sneered: "So if they don't catch the real thief, they just want to frame and find someone to pay compensation? Can they pass the imperial examination at the Yanyue Sect?"

Xia Pingsheng glanced at him, "Don't just step on the trap on purpose and then throw yourself to death. The rest is something they have to worry about."

Yan Kaiting was immediately blocked by these words and felt a little embarrassed and annoyed.

This time, he didn't completely trap him, but he was not considered a break. He took off the bait from the hook and failed to catch the small fish, but the small fish was almost eaten by the big fish. For Yan's court, it was indeed not a glorious thing.

Xia Pingsheng said: "You don't need to deal with this kind of trick at all. What's the difference between countering moves when you see them and being led by the nose? With your talent, you have Taichu as your natal weapon. You haven't saved it for six years, but you have learned to fight intrigue. What's the point if you don't lose your roots and chase the end?"

Yan Kaiting's ears were so hot, but Xia Pingsheng's words were so heartbroken that he could not argue. He was prepared for a long time this time, but he didn't expect that the final move would be a master of the "Blood Spear". The feeling of stepping on the trap was even worse than the feeling of accidentally falling into a trap.

Xia Pingsheng said: "Don't do things that are inconsistent with your temperament. With your current realm and position, you are far from pursuing things other than strength." At this point, Xia Pingsheng stopped and saw that his expression was finished.

It was not surprising that Yan opened the court. In the past ten years, Xia Pingsheng actually took on a lot of responsibility for his upbringing, almost so blunt and straightforward. He grinded his teeth and said with a toothache: "Uncle Xie Xia teaches him."

Xia Pingsheng's trip seemed to be just to teach him these words, and nodded slightly, and his figure flashed and disappeared.

After the obscure and powerful aura completely disappeared, the flowers and plants of "Quboyuan" became lively again. The wind blowing from the lake was already warm, fumigating all the way, with a faint fragrance floating.
Chapter completed!