On the ground floor of the small building, a middle-aged man in a loose robe with a turban on his head was pacing back and forth anxiously and worriedly, looking up at the corner of the stairs from time to time.
He had a very eye-catching horse-like face, with a long beard like a goatee. He was full of vigor and his steps were steady, but there was also a hint of cowardice. It was rare to see the aura of a master.
Suddenly, his face was full of surprise, and he quickly greeted, "Second Young Master …"
Halfway through his sentence, he was startled, and his tone turned into a sigh, "Second Young Master, you have really grown up …"
Mengqi was wearing a green Confucian robe, with a long saber at his waist. He walked in harmony with nature, carefree and at ease. His facial features had matured, and he was handsome and masculine, only vaguely revealing his original childish appearance.
This horse-faced man was the first person Mengqi had seen since his transmigration, so he naturally had a deep impression of him. He slowly walked down with his hands behind his back, and with a lukewarm smile, he said, "Yes, I can already roam Jianghu, and do as I please."
The horse-faced man's face suddenly turned red. This was what he had said to comfort the "Second Young Master", who knew that it had become a reality!
"I, I …" He bit his lips, not knowing how to answer.
Mengqi did not want to expose his scars and slap his face, but purely to "prove" his identity, so that the horse-faced man would not suspect him. Therefore, he did not mention it again, and maintained a polite smile, "May I know who sent someone to invite me?"
The horse-faced man restrained his emotions and said respectfully, "Second Young Master, of course it was Master Hou, yes, and Fifth Lord."
Fifth Lord Su was one of the Eight Super Arresters, "Golden Eye Arrester" Su Yue, who was only one step away from becoming a grandmaster.
"Let's go." Mengqi walked past him with his hands behind his back, and his tone was calm, as if he was just going to attend an invitation that was not worth paying attention to.
The horse-faced man was both happy and surprised, "Second Young Master, you, you agreed?"
He had thought that the Second Young Master would bear a grudge and refuse to return home, which could be proved by his wanderings in the past few years. Therefore, he had prepared a lot of arguments, using benefits and emotions. He did not expect that the Second Young Master would agree after a casual question!
This was simply incredible.
"I wonder if my mother's grave is full of weeds …" Mengqi sighed, as if he didn't answer the question.
Because of his relationship with his uncle and master, he felt a sense of closeness to the Tang family. His feelings were sincere and not fake.
The horse-faced man hurriedly said, "How could that be? Although Tang yiniang cannot enter the ancestral grave, it is still our manor's graveyard, there will be servants to guard and clean it. "
He had already found an explanation for his previous question. It turned out that the Second Young Master had not completely dispelled his resentment, but rather, he wanted to sweep the grave.
Looking at the green-robed figure in front of him whose robes were fluttering slightly, looking at Mengqi's steady and carefree steps, and feeling his natural movements, the horse-faced man could not help but sigh inwardly. In just a few short years, the Second Young Master had truly become a true expert, traveling the martial world unhindered and bearing a wild name.
Even if he had not yet broken the Celestial Man Boundary and become a master of the Exterior, he believed that he would not be far from the consummate state of Oneness of Heaven and Men.
The horse-faced man was an expert with Nine Apertures opened, and he often saw the Exterior of the Su family, so he could roughly judge Mengqi's realm. However, how could he see that Mengqi was deliberately mystifying, deliberately concealing the fact that he had returned to his natural state?
…
In the carriage, Mengqi's eyes were half-closed, and he did not say a word, showing the manner of a master. The horse-faced man had a stomach full of words, but he could only watch the carriage drive into the inner city and stop outside the Mansion of Duke Mightiness on Taiping Square near the edge of the imperial city.
The Su family had five generations of accumulation, and the mansion was vast and continuous, occupying almost half of Taiping Square. A golden horizontal board with a black background hung on the door, with the four words "Mansion of Duke Mightiness" written by the Emperor himself.
Aristocratic families had their own rules. Unless it was an extremely distinguished person, the middle door would not be opened, and only the small door was opened to let Mengqi in.
The screen wall, patio, courtyard, and pavilions were all presented to Mengqi one by one. However, to him, they were all extremely unfamiliar, and there was not the slightest sense of familiarity. Thus, he maintained the posture of a master, and followed behind the horse-faced man with steady steps.
"Second Young Master, the house has not been renovated. Other than the withered flowers and grass, everything else is exactly the same as when you left." The horse-faced man tried to evoke the familial feelings in Mengqi's heart with the familiar scene.
Mengqi said lightly, "Are you reminding me not to forget about leaving?"
The horse-faced man was suddenly speechless, and did not dare to speak again, for fear of making a fool of himself.
Mengqi was not targeting him, but he simply did not know how to respond, so he simply blocked the man to avoid giving himself away.
The servants and maids passing by all looked at them curiously. Uncle Zhong was deeply trusted by the Marquis, and it was rare for him to personally lead guests. What did this young man do to deserve such respect from him?
"Eh, he looks a little like the Marquis," a young maid whispered.
"A little, but more like, more like that woman …" A female servant seemed to have thought of something.
"Could it be, could it be?" Everyone suddenly came to a realization. That person was now in Luoyang, and was in the limelight!
The female servant from earlier said with a sullen face, "No one is allowed to mention it again. Be careful of making the Madam angry."
Mengqi heard everything they said, but he listened without batting an eyelid, analyzing the situation in the house.
After stepping out of a courtyard door, two people appeared in front of him, a man and a woman. The man was tall, and his facial features were more outstanding. He had sword-like eyebrows and tiger-like eyes, and he looked majestic. Looking at his age, he might not even be 20 years old.
The woman had big eyes and a high nose. Her eyelashes were thick, and her facial features were delicate and tender. It seemed that she had just reached marriageable age. She was wearing a pink dress, and she hid behind the young man. Her eyes flickered as she stole glances at Mengqi, and she seemed a little embarrassed.
The horse-faced man was afraid that Mengqi had been away from home for many years, and would not be able to recognize his siblings. He hurriedly said, "This is the Fourth Young Master, the second son of the Fifth Master. He has been adopted by the Madam. This is the Sixth Young Mistress, your biological sister."
Adopted? Mengqi was slightly stunned, and then he understood. The Marquis of the Su Family only had two sons. One was a monk, and the other was suffering from an unmentionable disease, and occasionally became insane. Logically speaking, they could not inherit the title, and it was reasonable for them to adopt.
"Is this Second Brother? I am Su Ziyu. "The young man with sword-like eyebrows and tiger-like eyes saluted with his hands folded in front of his chest, and did not miss any etiquette.
Mengqi had read the information before, and knew that only the Marquis's children were named "Zi". The second son of the Golden Eye Arrester, Su Yue, was originally named Su Tingyu. It seemed that he changed his name after adopting.
And it should not be long ago, or else he would have known it back then.
Sixth Madam Su also saluted, "I am Su Ziyue. Nice to meet you, Second Brother."
Her cheeks were flushed with excitement and shyness. Previously, "Killing Blade" was well-known throughout the world, and there was no lack of admirers among the aristocratic families in the capital. Su Ziyue was one of them. When Mengqi killed Wolf King with his saber and caused a sensation in Jianghu, and his background was gradually dug out, Su Ziyue was shocked and delighted. It turned out that the Killing Blade was her brother!
Mengqi gently nodded and smiled at the two. "I almost didn't recognize you."
In fact, he didn't recognize them at all …
Seeing that Su Ziyu and Su Ziyue were about to come forward to chat, the horse-faced man immediately said, "Fourth Young Master, Sixth Young Mistress, the Marquis is still waiting for the Second Young Master. There will be plenty of opportunities later."
After saying this, he hurriedly led Mengqi forward.
Su Ziyu and Su Ziyue were startled at first, but they followed after a brief discussion.
When they arrived at the main house, Mengqi saw a man standing outside the door. He was handsome and had a calm temperament. He had a mustache and was dressed in a dark golden arrester's uniform. A golden eye with restrained light and a simple and unadorned long sword hung at his waist.
"Golden Eye Arrester" Su Yue … Mengqi slightly narrowed his eyes.
Su Yue's masculinity was somewhat similar to Mengqi's. From his appearance, it was impossible to tell that he was over fifty years old. He laughed and greeted, "Our Su family's Kylin is finally back."
Mengqi nodded slightly and did not address him, making a gesture of alienation and isolation.
Su Yue did not mind at all. He patted Mengqi's shoulder and said, "It's good that you're back. It's good that you're back. You can't be lacking in Jianghu, but you can't be lacking in your own foundation. You've experienced many dangers and accomplished many great things in the past few years. It's time for you to calm down and sharpen your edge at home."
He looked at Su Ziyu and Su Ziyue who were following behind. "Many aristocratic families in the capital lack successors because they lack the experience of Jianghu. Back in the day, my eldest brother and I were not afraid of danger and traveled far to the northwest."
As they spoke, they had already entered the hall. Inside stood a man with his hands clasped behind his back. His facial features were quite similar to Mengqi's, just like Mengqi's middle-aged appearance. However, his masculinity was more prominent, and his exquisite features were not as handsome as Mengqi's.
This man had a long beard and looked at Mengqi with a complicated gaze.
Before he could speak, a few people came out from behind. The leader was a graceful and elegant woman. She had a beautiful face without wrinkles, but her eyes were cold as she stared at Mengqi.
"Why are you here?" Duke Su Li asked in a deep voice.
"To see our good son, of course." The woman did not have the slightest hint of a smile.
As his official wife, even Su Li's son had to call her mother.
Some of the others stood beside Su Li, while others walked near Golden Eye Arrester Su Yue.
Suddenly, a man beside Su Yue chuckled and said, "Second Brother, is there something important that you suddenly returned to the capital?"
He looked quite similar to Su Ziyu, so he should be Su Yue's eldest son, Su Dingyu.
As soon as he said this, everyone present became silent. The woman's eyes became colder and colder, and Su Ziyu's face showed an uneasy expression.
Was Su Ziyuan returning home to fight for the title of nobility?
Although the position of a successor was higher than that of a concubine, martial arts were respected, and the Su family was not a Confucian family. With his strength and potential, it was not impossible!
Mengqi closed his eyes, and everyone present appeared in his mind. Other than Ke Weilan and Su Ziyue who did not hide anything, everyone else seemed to be wearing a mask.
He opened his eyes and said in a calm tone, "I heard that there is a Sumptuous Fruits Banquet in the capital, so I wanted to meet all the heroes."
He directly stated his purpose.
"What else?" Su Dingyu said with a faint smile.
Mengqi's expression did not change, and he did not answer the question, "Everyone knows that there is a limit to a person's strength. Even an Exterior master can only live for 60 years. Therefore, the existence of the imperial court is needed, and we need titles and family properties to ensure the prosperity of our descendants.
"This is the nature of living creatures. But to a true master, they can live forever in the world. Titles and family properties are just fleeting clouds. The Su family had titles five generations ago, but at that time, North Zhou Chong He had already entered Jianghu."
He looked around at everyone, "Although I am not talented, I have high standards. I want to dominate the world of martial arts and be on par with all the seniors and immortals of ancient times. Such 'glory, splendor and wealth' can be obtained with a wave of my hand.
Although the lifespan of a Dharmakaya was extremely short, the existence of the world of Journey to the West gave Mengqi more hope.
"Arrogant …"
"Arrogant …"
Everyone in the Su family was silent. Even the Golden Eye Arrester did not expect Mengqi to answer like this. His attitude of treating titles like dirt was completely revealed.
He really lived up to his reputation!
"I wonder where my mother is buried. Please send someone to lead me to her grave," Mengqi withdrew his gaze and said indifferently.
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