Li Fuyao did not turn to see the young master who regarded him as a melancholy because of the matter between men and women, but just drank wine alone.

The rich young master wearing a long gold thread robe held the wine and asked with a smile: "If you don't drink with others, you will really feel more and more worried when you drink it."

Li Fuyao thought about the matter and ignored him.

The pale-faced young master was not annoyed. He looked at the long sword around Li Fuyao's waist and said to himself: "You are also practicing swordsmanship? In fact, there is no point in practicing swordsmanship. If the old man at home had to force me, I would have to go to Luoyang City to take the top scorer. Isn't it more interesting to be a swordsman?"

Li Fuyao rubbed his head, turned his head to look at the young master, thinking about what way to send him away.

Who knew that before Li Fuyao could speak, the young master lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know that Beihai Sword Tomb is going to recruit disciples in these days?"

Li Fuyao's expression remained unchanged and he nodded.

"Young Master is not a disciple of Beihai Sword Tomb, right?" Youth asked carefully.

Li Fu shook his head, "I haven't practiced a lot of swords, and I am still a layman. The sword sect like Beihai Sword Tomb is famous in the world. Naturally, people like me can enter just by just wanting to."

The young master patted Li Fuyao on the shoulder and asked with a smile: "Do you want to join the Beihai Sword Tomb?"

Li Fuyao was stunned, then asked with a little hesitation: "Does there be some ways to do this?"

This sentence of brother-in-law instantly brought the distance between the two a lot.

The young master glanced at Li Fuyao, and his smile remained lowered. He lowered his voice and said, "Elder Mo Kuo of Beihai Sword Tomb has something to do with my family. I didn't have any resistance to entering Beihai Sword Tomb this time, but I really don't want to spend my whole life practicing swords. If my brother is interested, I can give up the quota, and there is no need for the young master to pay any price. But the name is used."

When Li Fuyao heard the words Mo Kuo, he lost his mind for a moment, but he came back to his senses in an instant.

Li Fuyao looked surprised, and then his face turned red, "How dare you do this if a real man doesn't change his name or his surname?"

The young master patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "It's not the case. Look at the sages, you can even bear the humiliation under your crotch. Why does Brother Tai refuse to change his name? If one day he will become famous, such a small thing in the past will not be discussed. My old man needs the most shame in his life. Don't worry, even if he knows it, he will definitely not reveal your true identity. Brother Tai just practices swords well, and there is no need to worry about the rest."

"If one day my brother Tai is really famous, I will walk around like the old sword king, and I, Chen Bingjun, talk about the old story with my brother Tai, will be glorious."

Perhaps because of Chen Bingjun's words, Li Fuyao seemed a little hesitant.

Chen Bingjun picked up the wine pot in his hand and touched Li Fuyao, and said with a smile: "A real man is not careful. Haven't he asked his brother Taiwan Daming yet?"

"I'm going to Chen Bingjun, brother, please remember it carefully."

Li Fuyao's forehead, "Li Fuyao."

Chen Bingjun laughed, "Just your name, God will never open his eyes if he is not a hero in the future!"

Li Fuyao shook his head helplessly, but didn't say much.

Seeing that Li Fuyao had already let go, Chen Bingjun told everything he had already thought of on the road. His family and Mo Kuo had old age, so he had already made a decision to go up the mountain to learn swords. As long as he reported his name, he would definitely be able to enter the Beihai Sword Tomb, which is Xiaoyi Tower. However, he really didn't want to practice swords all his life, so he came up with the idea of ​​someone to enter the Beihai Sword Tomb instead of him.

Chen Bingjun knew very well the character of his old man. He knew that even if the matter was exposed, he would at most someone arrested him, and would not let Beihai Jianzhong know about it, otherwise the face of their Chen family in Beihai would be completely lost.

Once he had an idea, Chen Bingjun was picking suitable candidates. The entourages in the mansion were used to the old man's temper on weekdays, so he naturally did not dare to do anything to deceive the old man, so he could only look for them outside.

I met Li Fuyao in a restaurant before and found him with two maids, so I had an idea.

Since you can take the maid, you can see that you are all rich young men, and you will never show too many clums after going up the mountain.

But Li Fuyao left anxiously, and he was a little hesitant and felt that he had missed it.

Seeing Li Fuyao return, he made up his mind and then what he said just now.

Of course, in addition to his plans, Li Fuyao also needs to be done. If he does not agree, there will be a way. Fortunately, they are all developing in a better way now.

"When you wear my clothes, it will be more convincing. My family is in the county town. When it comes to the Chen family, the disciples on the mountain know that the old man's favorite food is..."

Chen Bingjun and Li Fuyao confirmed the final details.

Li Fuyao drank the wine sips and nodded with a smile.

Yu Fu didn't know when she returned to the restaurant. When she saw Li Fuyao chatting with Chen Bingjun again, she was very tactful and did not bother her. She stood quietly not far away and watched Li Fuyao speak from time to time, which was completely different from being in a bamboo house.

Although Li Fuyao in the bamboo building doesn't feel alienated, Yu Fu always feels that there is a line between her and Li Fuyao. Li Fuyao always stands outside the line and has not really stepped in.

But now Li Fuyao makes Yufu feel extremely friendly.

Li Fuyao and Chen Bingjun chatted a lot, and finally finished drinking, but the conversation remained unabated.

Yu Fu warmed a pot of wine and handed it to Li Fuyao. After taking it, Li Fuyao smiled faintly at her.

The two of them were talking like this.

Chen Bingjun suddenly sighed: "I haven't seen the snow scene in Luoyang City yet. I think it should be much more spectacular than Beihai, right?"

Li Fuyao nodded, "It's good. After the heavy snow, I looked up and saw that it was really good."

"Have you been to Luoyang City?"

“I’ve been there once, it’s not bad.”

Chen Bingjun and Li Fuyao talked about the dusk, and the heavy snow was slightly less. Chen Bingjun and Li Fuyao agreed to meet at the foot of Ganhe Mountain in two days, so they led the people away. After Li Fuyao took his last sip of wine, he did not get up, and sat like this, with a smile on his face.

Yu Fu took the courage to sit next to Li Fuyao. Before Li Fuyao could speak, he asked, "Young Master, do you think I will harm you one day?"

Li Fuyao turned his head and looked at Yu Fu, and smiled and said, "I don't have to say it, I've said it all. It seems that I don't have this idea."

Yu Fu had a smile on his face, as if he was saying to Li Fuyao, and as if he was saying to him, "I will not harm the young master."

Li Fuyao was stunned, and I remembered that this was Yu Fu's first time calling himself a slave.

Li Fuyao stood up and smiled and said, "Let's go."

Yu Fu obediently held up an umbrella and walked with Li Fuyao in the heavy snow at dusk.
Chapter completed!