Chapter 1: Return of the wanderer

Bashan City, Ye Mansion.

"Have you heard, the cheap son-in-law of our house owner is back."

"I just ordered a baby kiss with the young lady? What kind of thing is he worthy of our young lady from the Ye family?"

"What can I do, Patriarch likes it! He left without a word four years ago, and now he sees the young lady worshipping the Divine Sword Sect, he wants to come back?"

"The toad wants to eat swan meat and doesn't see who he is!"

The maid who cleaned the courtyard in Ye Fuzhong pouted and talked, her face full of disdain.

Suddenly, their faces became stiff, and they quickly lowered their heads and dispersed, staring at the fallen leaves and dust on the ground.

Not far away, a young man in plain clothes was standing, apparently hearing their conversation.

"I'm a toad?" The young man murmured to himself, and couldn't help but chuckle twice.

The young man is no one else, but Lin Qian, the fiancé of Miss Ye's family among the servant girls.

Lin Qian didn't care about the maidservant's talk, and went straight away.

The Ye Mansion occupies a very large area, and the Ye Family's direct line and side lines, as well as the servants, have as many as 3,000 people, and are accommodated by this Ye Mansion.

Despite the intricacies of the mansion, Lin Qian, who had been away for four years, still walked it with ease.

The inner court, the chamber of parliament, the place for discussion of major events in the clan, the destination of Lin Qian's trip.

When Lin Qian came to the entrance of the Chamber, he happened to see three people walking out of it.

The middle-aged man walking in the front is handsome and handsome, with two small beards, luxuriously dressed, stalking, and carrying a little majesty.

This person is Ye Nanxin, the contemporary patriarch of the Ye Family, and the future father-in-law of Lin Qian.

Next to Ye Nanxin, there were two sixteen-year-old teenagers with arrogant faces, all dressed in snow white and black robes.

Seeing Lin Qian's arrival, Ye Nanxin smiled and nodded at him, and then left with the two teenagers.

Lin Qian watched Ye Nanxin leave, moving his fingers, not knowing what he was thinking.

Afterwards, there was noisy in the chamber, and many people filed out of it and jumped over Lin Qian who was standing in front of the hall.

It was just that when he passed Lin Qian, his eyes were full of disgust, disdain, contempt, and contempt.

Even Lin Qian, who was in the crowded crowd, was extremely empty around half a foot.

These people seemed to feel that being close to Lin Qian was a shame.

"They said you came back, but they didn't expect it to be true." A crisp voice sounded from the right, and Lin Qian followed his reputation and saw the 14-year-old girl staring at him.

"Ye Lin?" Take a closer look at this girl, the daughter of the future father-in-law's second brother, and the cousin of his fiancée.

"The cousin is now a disciple of the Sword Sect. You are not worthy of your trash little white face." Ye Lin said with contempt, looking at Lin Qian with contempt, "If you know you, you should take the initiative to break the marriage contract, you think When you come back, you will be able to meet your cousin, and you will be so beautiful? Stop dreaming.

After speaking, Ye Lin turned around and left without taking two steps. She turned around again: "Only the proud son of the city lord's son Bai Ren is qualified to be a cousin. The city lord has already come to propose a marriage, and Mr. Bai is not a day away. I will also go back to Bashan City, don't rely on our Ye family wishfully."

Lin Qian put his arms around his chest, looked at Ye Lin with interest, and said nothing.

Seeing that Lin Qian didn't even return his mouth, Ye Lin's eyes were even more contemptuous: "Boy!"

Seeing Ye Lin walk away without looking back, Lin Qian sneered, turned around and walked into the chamber, in sharp contrast with the flow of people who left.

When Lin Qian entered the Chamber, the spacious hall that could accommodate hundreds of people was already empty, leaving no one.

On the wall in front of the Chamber, there is a copybook with only a huge "Jing" on it.

Lin Qian casually found a place to sit down in the council chamber, and waited quietly, with no joy or anger on his face.

After a while, rushing footsteps sounded from outside the chamber. Lin Qian raised his head and saw Ye Nan hurriedly walk in.

"Uncle Ye!" Seeing Ye Nanxin coming in, Lin Qian quickly got up and shouted with a smile.

Ye Nan stepped forward, grabbed Lin Qian's hand, and led him to the outside of the chamber: "Qian'er, now Uncle has a chance to hand it to you, you must grasp it."

"Uncle Ye, what opportunity makes you so eager." Lin Qian withdrew his hand from Ye Nan's palm and said with a wry smile.

"Bashan City is under the Vientiane Sect. The Vientiane Sect's mountain gate opens every three years to recruit disciples. I want to send you a try." Ye Nanxin said to Lin Qian as he walked.

"The martial artist in this world is dominated by martial arts. I am simply a dead man without martial arts. How can I enter the Vientiane Sect?" Lin Qian opened his hands helplessly when he heard Ye Nanxin's words.

"Every time the Vientiane Sect opens a mountain, we will send out inspectors to inspect the city families under its jurisdiction and give them places. Not only does the Ye family have three places, as in previous years, there is also a Baoding place."

"This Baoding quota, no matter what kind of person has this quota, what qualifications, can enter the sect. Therefore, I want to fight for this quota for you."

"In Baoding, the disciples of the inspectors have the final say. This time, the disciples of the inspectors from the Vientiane Sect came to our Bashan city to live in our Ye family. I will arrange you in the yard next to them. You have been smart and can speak well since you were young. To make a good relationship with them, your uncle and I can do my best."

"Uncle Ye, there are three disciples of the inspector, one is the inspector, and the other two are just assisting. I think the person who lives in our Ye family is not the inspector, but the disciple who assists? If so, I wouldn't please them. Use it!" Lin Qian couldn't laugh or cry.

"The lord’s son, Bairen, is a talented man. He joined the Vientiane Sect at the age of fourteen three years ago and returned soon after hearing of it. This time the inspector, he is the one who is not far from ten. I have a lot of friendship with the city lord. I will ask him personally." When saying this, Ye Nanxin and Lin Qian had already arrived in front of a courtyard.

Standing in front of the courtyard, Ye Nanxin took out a small cloth bag from his arms and stuffed it into Lin Qian's hand.

"This is a gift I prepared. You go in and have a good relationship with the two Vientiane Sect disciples." Ye Nanxin patted Lin Qian on the shoulder, "Uncle Ye, I can only help you here."

"Also, the girl from our family writes every month asking if you have come back, she missed you very much." After Ye Nanxin finished speaking, she nodded herself and turned away.

Lin Qian stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at the back of Ye Nanxin's departure, without a word for a long time.

"How do people from the Ye family treat me? What's important?" Lin Qian glanced at the bag in his hand and exclaimed, "The future father-in-law and future wife are good to me, it is enough!"

Throwing the bag in his hand, Lin Qian pushed open the courtyard door and walked straight in.

boom!

Lin Qian closed the courtyard door with his backhand, and the movement here had already alarmed the two arrogant teenagers from the Vientiane Sect in the courtyard.

Two young disciples of the Vientiane Sect, twinkling, rushing to Lin Qian for an unknown footwork.

The disciple of the Vientiane Sect who came in front of Lin Qian showed no arrogance on his face and bowed in salute.

"Brother Lin!"