From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 220 Arrangement
After a long time, Lin Yan yawned.

"My uncles, my brothers," Lin Yan filled everyone's glasses with wine and announced, "I will go to the north in two days. When I come back, I will marry Yao Niang. If you have money, please support us. If you don't have money, please support us in person. Come to my house and have a drink at the wedding!"

For a moment, the quiet and nostalgic atmosphere changed. Everyone remained silent, but all stared at Lin Yan.

The four young juniors looked in awe, while the four elders all frowned, looking as if they hated their students for not fighting for their chance.

Nie Yannian had already accepted it, but he didn't react much; Meng Yuan was also a rebellious person in his heart, and he didn't think that his senior brother did anything wrong.

"What a sin!" Zhao Wannian sighed.

"I've helped you with so many connections and persuaded so many people to marry me, but you..." Tian Chengnong didn't want to say anything anymore.

"Everyone has his own aspirations and no one can be forced to do anything," said Liu Chengji.

Lin Yan is also a tough guy who listens to both good and bad words, but never does them.

Everyone stopped paying attention to Lin Yan. Apparently knowing Lin Yan's character, they started asking about Meng Yuan's background.

When they learned that Meng Yuan was born a refugee and was taken in by the third young lady, they felt as if they were inheriting a legacy.

When everyone was drinking happily, they all got drunk and then dispersed.

After saying goodbye to everyone, including Lin Yan who was driven away, Meng Yuan went home with Nie Yannian.

Nie Yannian bought a house in the capital, and the two returned home together.

"Land is expensive in Beijing, and this is just a two-story courtyard." Nie Yannian was even humble, "You and Qingqing live here first, and we'll buy a bigger place later!"

"Two entrances are enough." Meng Yuan didn't have any requirements for accommodation.

"It's easy to get into fights in a small place!" Nie Yannian said very experiencedly.

The residence was not far from the Yingbin Building. Although those who lived in this area were not high-ranking officials, they all had some influence in the capital.

When they arrived at the place and opened the door, they found that the old servant was actually an old man from Nie's house in Songhe Prefecture.

Walking further inside, the lights were on in the hall and a woman came up to me. It was clearly Nie Qingqing.

"Why are you here?" Meng Yuan hurried forward and grabbed Nie Qingqing's hands, ignoring the fact that Nie Yannian was right behind him.

Before coming to Shenjing, Meng Yuan had planned to go out for more than a month, so he spent all his energy on Sister Qingqing.

But I never thought that Sister Qingqing would follow me after only two days in Shenjing.

Seeing that Meng Yuan was both surprised and happy, Nie Qingqing blushed slightly, and even showed a bit of shyness of a young girl. She helped Nie Yannian to sit down first.

"Ask my dad." Nie Qingqing offered some hangover soup while speaking.

Meng Yuan took the sobering soup and brought it to Nie Yannian.

The master and the disciple were sitting, Nie Qingqing was standing beside them, and the candlelight in the hall was bright.

"When you set out, she will set out too." Nie Yannian made a lot of sense, "We are doing this for the public, Qingqing is doing this for her own benefit, we can't disrupt the order."

What is this all about?
"When did you arrive?" Meng Yuan didn't ask Nie Yannian any more questions, but just looked at Nie Qingqing.

It was late at night and the lights were on. Nie Qingqing was wearing casual clothes. The feather fan that she always held in her hand was placed aside, and the green hairpin on her head made her look more gentle.

For a moment, Meng Yuan didn't want to go back.

"I just got here today." Nie Qingqing was the older sister after all, so she was no longer shy and said, "I took the water route."

The water route is along the Canglang River, then northward, through the tributaries, and northward along the canal.

"Master Nie," Meng Yuan looked at Nie Yannian and asked, "Master Nie, what are your plans for bringing Sister Qingqing here?"

"I have discussed this with Miss San." Nie Yannian stroked his chin and sipped a mouthful of hangover soup before continuing, "When we return this time, I will release you and let you work in Shenjing."

"What about you?" Meng Yuan asked.

"Of course I will follow the Third Miss." Nie Yannian made a very reasonable statement, "When you are in the Demon Suppression Division, you will have Lin Yan's help inside and Mingyue's help outside. If you have a promising future, the Third Miss can help you move up a level."

Nie Yannian pointed outside and said, "In fact, you have reached the seventh level and will soon reach the sixth level. The Songhe Prefecture Guard Station has no room for you. You will move up sooner or later." Meng Yuan understood. As long as he reached the sixth level in martial arts and entered the middle level, it would be a foregone conclusion that he would be transferred to another place.

If he did not seek an official position and stayed with the Third Miss, he would naturally be able to stay in Songhe Mansion for a long time. But this world is obviously not a world of poetry, wine and pastoral life.

"I will follow Third Miss's arrangements." Meng Yuan said.

"I can see that the Third Miss values ​​you, and you are also good at currying favor with people. You will definitely be able to make it in Beijing." Nie Yannian was very confident and looked at Meng Yuan with burning eyes.

"When will the wedding take place?" Meng Yuan asked.

After hearing this, Nie Qingqing lowered her head, and Nie Yannian became much happier.

"At least wait until I return to complete my mission." Nie Yannian had already made arrangements. "I will discuss this with the Third Miss when I return. After all, the little girl's status is different now."

"Okay." Meng Yuan nodded in agreement, then looked at Nie Qingqing and said, "Sister Qingqing, I'm sorry to have to trouble you first."

"Why should I feel wronged?" Nie Qingqing turned her head away, unable to hide her joy on her face.

"I thought that there are old friends in Beijing, and there are people to take care of me." Nie Yannian kept talking, "Let Qingqing stay in Beijing first. I have also bought some land here, and let her take care of it. As for going out to do business, we can talk about it later."

"If Sister Qingqing is willing, we can open another Zuiyue Tower in Beijing." Meng Yuan smiled.

"You guys can discuss it. These are easy to handle anyway." Nie Yannian was relieved.

The master and disciple chatted for a long time before Meng Yuan sent Nie Yannian back to his room to rest.

Without anyone to nag him, Meng Yuan followed Nie Qingqing, holding a lantern, and walked around the house before arriving at Nie Qingqing's boudoir.

After ten days of separation, Meng Yuan had gathered a lot of strength and had many things to say in his heart. In the end, he just wanted to calm down and wash his face.

After getting up early to practice and having breakfast, Meng Yuan was in a hurry to see Mingyue again.

Yesterday, Meng Yuan was disturbed by the red-cloaked Yingmei and he didn’t have time to reminisce with Mingyue.

"After you and your sister have met the distinguished guest, come to my house. I have prepared food and the three of us will eat together." Nie Qingqing was very considerate.

Meng Yuan agreed and went out to Ying Mansion to pick up Jiang Tang, and asked Hu Qian and Tie Niu to follow him.

They bought pine nut candies and candied haws on the way. The receptionist at the Imperial Master's Mansion did not ask for help. Instead, he readily summoned Mu Wangqing to lead the way, but did not allow Tie Niu and Hu Qian to go with them.

The road had already been walked once, and soon arrived at the gate of the yard.

The little Taoist boy was happy, perhaps because he had just been scolded, and his eyelashes were wet.

"Were you crying just now?" Meng Yuan asked.

Huanxi was wearing a Taoist robe that fitted her body, with a whisk tucked under her arm. She rubbed her face with both hands and asked curiously, "Who's crying?"

"You." Meng Yuan pointed at her eyes.

"I yawned. We who practice Taoism never cry." Huanxi knew how to keep up the good work at a young age. She waved her hand nonchalantly and looked at Jiang Tang again.

When Jiang Tang saw that the man was wearing a Taoist robe, she followed Taoist etiquette.

Seeing that he was knowledgeable, Huanxi hurriedly responded with a flustered greeting, "Which immortal mountain do you practice in, Daoist friend?"

"Jingyuan." Jiang Tang said.

"I know. I've been there. It was quite fun." Huanxi looked worldly-wise. "What's up, you two?"

Meng Yuan took out the candied haws wrapped in paper and handed it to Huanxi.

Jiang Tang also took out a bag of pine nut candy from his sleeve.

Huanxi threw the whisk to the ground and quickly took it, "Come on, what else do you want to bring?"

She quickly turned sideways and said happily, "Brother and sister, please!"

Huanxi no longer used awkward titles such as "fellow Taoist" or the like.

(End of this chapter)