Yefu Center, towering a high-rise building, the black-painted roof is not covered, but planted a two-hundred-year-old "heavy building wood", which is a precious spiritual wood and the symbol of this building.

The whole high-rise atmosphere is thick, the peak of the wooden building, is the outer tower, also known as the deciduous building - to be built in the autumn, heavy buildings and leaves, red leaves with the wind and shaved beauty and get the name.

In the dark aisle in the building, the candlelight illuminated the two figures who walked.

“How’s your father feeling today?”

“Grandpa, the Lord is in a good mood!”

“That’s good...”

Under a green-clad maid, the leaves passed the post, climbed to the roof, saw the old man with white hair under the ancient tree, and immediately saluted: "Father!"

The old man, wearing a white linen robe, sat quietly under the fiery red heavy floor tree, injected boiling pot water into the tea, and said casually, “Oh, come, sit!”

The leaves looked at the old man's face, confirmed it, and sat down.

This is his father, Ye Mengqiu.

Over people, when a well-known county, travel around the world, see extraordinary, hold the power of the clan for decades, the accumulation of heavy, although now it is white-haired, half into the soil, many people in the clan do not dare to have a different heart!

“Father, come on!”The leaves on the knees, knelt down two steps, and said.

And with jade water, quietly look at the tea stretched, only see the color of amber, full of tea, like the empty valley of the orchid, respectfully.

Drinking tea, the old man smiled: "This tea is good, half warm is clear, can be described as a hidden smell."

"The father's name is full of the whole county, and the retreat of the old house is the true name of this hidden incense."

Ye Mengqiu listened, slightly frowning, said: "This family can only be regarded as a red house, which is called a green house, can not be said to the outside world."

“Yes, yes!”The leaves are connected.

The old man did not care, casually talked with him about some ethnographic things, mostly the situation of some children, a lifetime of ups and downs, to the old man's age, the call of death is not far away, the most concerned is only the continuation of the children.

After a cup of tea, a word was finished, the old man was a little tired, the crotch saw, and hurried to hold him.

“Father, take care of your body!”Leaf Fanshi also rushed to help, holding Ye Mengqiu sitting in a higher chair under the tree, retreating to the side before continuing: "Father, now my family in the child test quota is limited, today I went to Ye Qing there to say, I want this son is too young, the scripture is not good, want this child to pass this year to re-examination, the quota to the children of the family, do not want this child is too much!"

These are the truth, but they are cleverly omitted some important details.

Leaf said, looked at Ye Mengqiu, met like water, did not show anger, not from the heart, know what he did not be happy with the old man.

But as soon as the exit is spoken, there is no way back, and the next words are said: "Ye Qingben is a branch of the child, my main veins have repeatedly taken care of him, and I don't want to this day, but this son is so unknown!"

He said, take a ledger, the above densely packed all the expenditure of the disciples in the family: "Many of the disciples' spending money is here, although Ye Qing is a branch, but also belongs to my ethnic disciples, the expenditure of silver and money recorded, there is no shortage of half."

Ye Mengqiu nodded slightly, and the fiance took the account book over, and the hand turned the page in front of the old man to help him navigate.

The leaves waited respectfully, did not dare to make superfluous expressions.

Ye Qing from the young parents of the death, indeed rely on the family to help live, because of reading consumption, before and after the independent pulse of the expenditure of the silver money is not less than one hundred and two, although not large, not a small number.

In all the generations of the people, a family has a family's rules, the Ye family is big, can afford a few idle people, just do not know the promotion, do not listen to the rules, it violates the fundamental.

Of course, one hundred acres of fields under the name of Ye Qing is not reflected in this ledger.

Ye Mengqiu simply turned over the account book, do not see the mood, but know the father as the son, the leaves in the heart is already a great joy.

This situation shows the attitude that the patriarch will not be angry with these small things, but as long as the patriarch's heart reads the old feelings, Ye Qing's qualification for the child test is in jeopardy.

Ye Mengqiu was silent for a long time and said: "This matter is related to the qualification of the boy test, some disputes in each room are normal, you are the master of the clan, everything must act with justice, it is enough, I will deal with this matter, you withdraw!"

Leaf who listened to the great joy, suppressed the joy of the heart, did not dare to show it, the heart knew that this was left room for the child Ye Qing, but in fact it has made his father unhappy, cut the sentiment, and said: "Yes, father, child, this will retreat!"

Say, the account is slowly retreating.

When the tair closed the wooden door of the top floor, the leaves looked up, only to see the old man's figure, under the fiery red tree, revealed a little loneliness!

“It’s an illusion, isn’t it?”Down the building outside, walking in the garden porch, the leaves took a deep breath, and slowly spit out, and found that the sweat had ooze.

This matter is smoother than expected, one is related to the relationship, the other is that he is up and down, concealing the fact that Ye Qing is very talented.

Of course, this kind of English can not be pressed for a long time, once known by Ye Mengqiu, with a rigid and severe style, the most disgust with this kind of concealment, the punishment will be transferred to him.

"But at that time, the boy had tried, and the wooden boat was already a boat, and he would never deprive his grandson of his grandson, compared with the fate of this life, what was my punishment and what was it?"Leaf Fan whispers, thinking of the young son in the family, he is this mentality, the father Ye Mengqiu is also the same, the real punishment and how much?

Leaves have three sons, the eldest son has been born, but the second son and the third son need to recommend the family quota, the two sons of the age is fast over the line, and this family in the quota competition is fierce, can only squeeze out the quota of Ye Qing, to complete his young son.

In contrast, what about this nephew, what can be done with each other?

In any case, he is the main support of the family, he is on the side, and the next time it is not a chance, give him support is...

As long as it is wise, you still have to swallow this tone.

If it is fixed, let your heart be calm.

I don't know how many courtyards I turned around, smelled a few birdsong, and a white urn flew and flew, leading a young urn, and sliding silently through the sky.

The leaves stop, half-scented.

Somehow, I remembered the answer of the word pearl jade in the morning, my young son could not do this degree anyway, and the boy tried to come up with a few such talents, and he did not know whether he could be in it...

“Father, Grandpa, what did he say?”Far away from the urgent voice, follow the reputation to go, the family's yard is already looking.

At the entrance of the garden, a servant was surrounded by a maid, and a tall young man of high stature greeted him, somewhat similar to the description of the leaves, and it was the young leaves.

The leaves swept his eyes, found the black circle hanging on his face, and his face was sinking: "Last night you did a lot!"

The maid listened, afraid to hang his head down, Ye Sheng said: "A friend invited, the poem will be small, small gathering!"

"Poetry will be small, hm, this lad trial, the opportunity will be given to you, but also to me!"Ye Fan did not break his words, and sleeves into the yard, but before his eyes flashed the steady face of his nephew, the paper was not at all the same age.

“Forget it, what’s the use of thinking so much?Daomen Keju, not only pay attention to literary talent, but also pay attention to luck, a branch of the child, eventually rely on the support of the master, even if you are old again and how can you do?"

Leaf Fan shook his head, looked back at the young son who touched his chin, and sighed, "Son, I have worked hard for my father, and I have evil in the clan, and I can only do this for you..."

In front of the door, under the whispered reminder of the green leopard, Ye Sheng finally got out of his father's words, and suddenly he was happy with color.

Ye Sheng turned to a valet and said, “Go, give me a good night’s pleasure... You stay there and look at it, and return it from time to time, don’t let him play something these days!”

The man bowed his hand and said, “Yes, the winner!”

Then he stepped back, and the linguist covered his mouth and smiled, “Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ye Sheng grunted, looked up at the three words "tiger garden" on the door, but the look was slightly self-succeeding: "You don't know, the abacus will be played, there are strategies, but how to calculate, how to fight the big momentum..."

“Among these people, I am the big deal!”

Tsing Yi maid listened, the beauty suddenly flashed, she was really a little surprised, thinking that this family son is not all embroidered pillows!

Ye Sheng said, glanced at the eyes of the tidal to listen, eyes to the eyes, thinking of last night's soul, his heart itchy and itchy: "Cough, you dare to turn out, laugh at me, see me not heavy punishment at night!"

“No, sir, tell you to study your homework!”

"The review of what, not the test talent, but the boy test, get the family quota, and then go through the scene, good, kiss first!"

"Oh--" The maid half pushed half, the beauty of the eyes sank, looking at the laughing young master, his heart can not help but faint, think of the young master who saw yesterday.

On the ability to be fortitude, the two are very different at a glance, but in this world, it is not possible to do it.

...

Light footsteps, the sound of Ye Qing from the contemplation of the eyes, look up, see a shadow in front of the door.

"Crucle", the door was pushed open, the late autumn sun shined in, let him feel silk warm, accompanied by, but it is the cold wind that is exhaling outside.

With a cold air on the face, he turned and closed the door, and looked at Ye Qing: "Young master, the master of the family is difficult for you, what should I do?"

Saying that with some crying, this test to take the lad, all the way to take the show talent, is the expectation of the young master's parents, but also her heart expectations.

“Don’t worry, it won’t be easy for me!”Ye Qing saw that she was almost crying and got up to comfort her.

This body reads the history books of the scriptures, the parents go, on weekdays without much bully by the brothers in the clan, followed by his maid, desperately guarding him, he is looking in the eyes.