The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 421: The Wulin Leader’s Fiancée (37)

It was not until the next morning that Murong Fengyu learned that her son's sworn brother had come to Yunjian Villa.

As the family was having breakfast, Murong Fengyu suddenly raised her eyebrows and asked her son Beitang Jing, "Jing'er, I heard that your sworn brother came to our villa? And he was injured?"

Beitang Jing was stunned when he heard this, and secretly wondered how his mother knew about this.

He couldn't help but look unhappy.

In fact, it was Beitang Jing himself who forgot that he was not yet in full control of Yunjian Villa, and he was angry that his mother was secretly spying on him.

However, is Murong Fengyu an ordinary person?

She just waved her hand, and with a crisp "pa" sound, she gave Beitang Jing a solid "sugar-roasted chestnut".

"Since you arranged for Old Qin to go and treat his injuries, how could I not know that there are a few more people in the family?" Murong Fengyu has always believed that action speaks louder than words, and there was a hint of majesty in her words.

After receiving this blow, Beitang Jing suddenly remembered that he was only fifteen years old at that moment and was still under the control of his mother. He was just a "young master" who could be manipulated by her at will.

Although I feel very aggrieved, I can only accept the reality helplessly, and even feel a little sweet and depressed.

His mother, Murong Fengyu, is a famous chivalrous woman in the martial arts world. Although she has a hot temper, she is also extremely kind and, most importantly, has great martial arts skills.

If he hadn't been the one to implicate me in my previous life, I wouldn't have died so early.

"What's that expression you had just now?" Murong Fengyu looked at her son's expression, somewhat incredulous, "Don't tell me you were going to cry."

Bei Tangze saw that his wife was getting more and more outrageous, so he quickly stepped out to smooth things over: "Jing'er, your mother is just concerned about you."

Beitang Jing felt a warm feeling in his heart. He knew that his mother did this out of concern.

This long-lost feeling made his expression look much better.

He took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice calm: "I understand, mother, don't worry, the brother's injury is not serious."

Murong Fengyu nodded slightly to show her approval.

She turned her eyes and looked at Beitang Jing and said, "Since he is your brother, you must treat him well after he recovers. Since he is recovering in our house, don't be stingy with good medicine. He is still young and cannot damage his foundation.

However, you must also pay attention to your own safety and not act recklessly as you did before."

Beitang Jing quickly responded: "My son obeys your command."

After breakfast, Murong Fengyu said that she would go with Beitang Jing to visit his sworn brother to see how his injuries were recovering.

Beitang Jing would of course not reject his mother's suggestion, so the two of them walked towards his yard together.

On the way, they happened to see two men kneeling in front of Nanny Wu, and this usually shrewd housekeeper looked embarrassed.

"Madam Wu, what's going on?" Murong Fengyu walked over. "Who are these two people?"

Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, Murong Fengyu frowned slightly. Although these two people were wearing the uniforms of her villa's guards, she had never seen them before.

As the wife of the manor owner, she had the natural alertness of a man of the underworld. Although she could not call out every guard's name, she still recognized their faces.

These two people were obviously not originally from the villa, and the most important thing was that although Yunjian Villa had a master-servant hierarchy and it was normal to perform formalities, it was unusual to see someone kneeling.

After all, he is a martial artist, so his character is much stronger than that of an ordinary servant.

When Madam Wu saw the manor master's wife and the young manor master coming, she breathed a sigh of relief: "These two people were originally refugees. They were rescued by the young hero He. Yesterday, they were given clothes and a full meal, so they wanted to stay with us."

Having said this, it was Nanny Wu who did it on purpose.

Although she was responsible for receiving this person, she did not dare to make a decision easily as to whether to keep these two people or not.

Murong Fengyu turned to look at her son beside her, and thought of what Nanny Wu had just said. She suddenly felt very dissatisfied with this "Young Master He" whom she had never met before!

After all, Yunjian Villa is not a place that anyone can enter casually. If you want to become a guard here, you need to go through layers of assessment.

Fighting ability can be improved slowly through training, but whether a person has a clean background and good character is a crucial criterion for judgment.

Such a person with unclear background and hard-to-estimate moral character must not be allowed to stay in the manor under any circumstances.

"Jing'er, you know the criteria for selecting guards at the villa." Murong Fengyu looked at the two people kneeling on the ground, "If they really want to be guards at Yunjian Villa, then they can take the assessment together when we recruit new members next year."

One sentence determined the matter. People can stay, but they have to wait until they pass the assessment next year.

If he was the fifteen-year-old boy in his previous life, Beitang Jing might have argued with his mother, but after experiencing the disaster of the massacre at the villa in his previous life, his heart no longer had the indecisiveness he had before.

"Mother is right." Beitang Jing said to Nanny Wu, "Give them some change and food, and let them go to Yuncheng to survive!"

Then he said to the people kneeling on the ground, "If you really want to join Yunjian Villa, you can come and sign up when we recruit new members next year. You can stay after you pass the assessment."