Chapter 119

Song Yuanqiao's face turned red and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

After discussing it with their fellow apprentices, they decided to follow their master's wishes and invite the coquettish young man to Wudang for a reunion.

It was just that Wu An had already left Shaolin for some distance at that time, and none of his brothers wanted to go, so he had someone send the message over quickly.

When Wu An received this letter, he was preparing to visit Da Song Dynasty.

When I saw this letter, I only hesitated for a moment before agreeing to this trip to Wudang.

He also wanted to see the legend Zhang Sanfeng.

I heard that Zhang Sanfeng has been studying the way to cultivate immortality. If he could meet Master Zhang, it might be helpful to his path to immortality.

Song Yuanqiao didn't have much objection to Wu An calling him "Old Song", except that it seemed a bit strange and unexpected.

"The playboy is joking."

A little Taoist priest behind Song Yuanqiao was looking at Wu An with an expression of curiosity and fear.

Afraid because the legend of Wu An is too scary.

I am curious that a person who can do so many "big things" can actually look so kind.

Wu An grinned at the curious little Taoist priests.

The little Taoist priest quickly lowered his head.

Song Yuanqiao and Wu An walked side by side.

Talking about the recent news in the world.

"You greedy playboy, have you been to Emei recently?"

"No, I've been at home recently and been very busy. I don't have time to deal with a group of nuns."

The "home" Wu An talks about is not a real home.

I understand everything!

There has been a war going on in Dayuan recently, and many people have been displaced.

There are many more "sisters" in the "family". In order to take care of these "sisters", Wu An has to come up with some of the gadgets he knew before.

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For example, the "playing cards" that have become popular in all brothels recently were made by Wu An.

The girls also like to play with Wu An.

First, Wu An was generous.

Secondly, Wu An is very polite and not as rude as those merchants and charlatans.

Thirdly, I would never meet a handsome guy like Wu An even in a few years.

Fourthly, it is very interesting to play with the little brother Wu An, and I have a lot of fun playing with him. In the hearts of the young ladies, this little brother Wu can always come up with novel gadgets and interesting games.

In short, Wu An is the most popular "family member" among all brothels.

But Song Yuanqiao didn't understand, and asked doubtfully: "The playboy's home is in Dayuan? I have never heard of it before!"

"Ahem, cough...what, what's wrong with Emei?"

.....

Song Yuanqiao saw that Wu An didn't want to say more about his family background, and he understood the reason.

It would be very dangerous for someone who is a gangster to let people know about his old background.

Song Yuanqiao glanced at Wu An strangely and said: "A lot of big things have happened in the Emei sect recently. Have you really never heard of the greedy playboy?"

"Old Song, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't be nagging. It's not fun at all."

Song Yuanqiao sighed softly and said: "Ding Minjun of Emei was found to be immoral. Four or five years ago, he got married and started a family at the foot of the mountain. He has five sons and one daughter."

"Pfft...cough cough cough...

Wu An was so choked by Song Yuanqiao's words that he almost couldn't hold it back.

Why does this sound so familiar?

"Not only that, Ding Minjun was also found to have embezzled Emei's public funds and raised several faces outside. In the past, when Zhou Zhiruo went down the mountain, he would always have trysts with those faces. It is said that the youngest was only twelve years old, and the oldest was He’s over sixty years old!”

"Cough cough cough...

Wu An was shocked this time.

This Zhao Min is so ruthless, he can use all these tricks.

When this matter was revealed, Ding Minjun was finished.

Song Yuanqiao continued: "Ding Minjun brought Emei's reputation into disrepute. Head Zhou enforced Emei's sect rules. Ding Minjun has...

"No more?"

Song Yuanqiao nodded.

Wu An was silent.

Zhiruo is really cruel this week!

Much more cruel than I imagined.

What I taught her was still too conservative.

Sure enough, women are the cruelest to women.

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"Zhenzhen Zhang, I have long admired your name!"

Wu An learned how people in the world greet each other.

"Hahaha...Wu Xiaoyou is the one whose name I have admired for a long time."

The image of Zhang Sanfeng is similar to the image of Zhang Sanfeng imagined by Wu An.

His hair and beard also turned white.

I can't tell my exact age at all.

But the spirit is very good.

"Come on, come on, little friend Wu, Qingshu taught me a game two days ago. I was worried that no one would play with it. You came just in time!"

“What kind of game is it that even Master Zhang is so interested in?

"I can't tell for a while, but little friend Wu will know it when he sees it."

After saying that, Zhang Sanfeng pulled Wu An into his room.

"Well, Yuanqiao, don't leave either. Let's play together for a while."

When Wu An saw the table full of poker, he immediately froze.

Wu An glanced at Zhang Sanfeng strangely.

Zhang Sanfeng is such a perceptive person. He immediately noticed that something was wrong with Wu An's eyes and asked: "Little friend Wu, is there anything wrong with "280" in this game?"

Wu An glanced at Song Yuanqiao again and said directly: "Master Zhang, does he know what this game is called?"

"I don't understand. Qingshu told me that everyone down here is playing this game, so he brought it up the mountain to relieve my boredom."

Wu An turned to look at Song Yuanqiao and said, "Old Song, your son, otherwise, this game would be quite popular in the mountains."

When Song Yuanqiao saw that his son was involved, he couldn't help but asked doubtfully, "What's the problem?"

"There is nothing wrong with the problem, but there is something wrong with this popular location. This is called poker. This game is played in many brothels down the mountain. It has not spread to the people yet, so... Lao Song, your youth I must have gone to a brothel a lot."

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"...At a young age, if I don't practice hard every day, I will spend time in a brothel. If word spreads in the future, Wudang's reputation will be ruined.

"I heard that you are planning to marry Song Qingshu and Emei Zhou Zhiruo. If word spreads to Emei...Pengpeng...

Song Yuanqiao's face turned dark instantly.

His face was so gloomy that he almost dripped water.

Song Yuanqiao turned around and left without saying a word.

Zhang Sanfeng then shouted: "Yuanqiao, whip it hard, the tree will not run straight unless it is repaired. This kid has learned how to visit a brothel now, and he will be worse when he grows up."

After a while.

Song Yuanqiao found Song Qingshu who was practicing Wudang swordsmanship.

"Dad, why are you here?"

"Snapped!"

Song Yuanqiao didn't say a word, but slapped Song Qingshu on the face.

"Dad, why did you hit me?"

"You still have the nerve to ask me why? Where did your playing cards come from?"

Song Qingshu panicked and said with evasive eyes: "Dad, was that the poker card I saw at the wine shop at the foot of the mountain?"

Song Yuanqiao kicked his son on the butt: "How dare you lie? That greedy playboy already said that playing cards is a brothel show. If you still dare to lie to me, I won't beat you to death!" "

"How dare you show it to your great master? I'll beat you to death, you idiot.

"I beat you to death!"

"Ah...Dad! Stop fighting, stop fighting."

"Then the playboy can go to the brothel, why can't I go?"

"You still dare to talk back? Others are adults and you are a child. How can you compare with others?"

“Dad, that playboy looks about the same age as me!

"How dare you talk back!"

"Ah~~~Dad, I was wrong, stop fighting."