Luo Dazhuang's mouth was unrestrained, and Qin Shaofu couldn't hold on, and Yu Kongsang was even more so.

His face turned red, he said goodbye and walked in on his own.

Qin Shaofu couldn't help but complain: "Old man, you're too much!"

"Oh, I feel sorry!" Luo Dazhuang laughed: "I knew you are so stupid boy, you are brave in everything you do, but you just don't pursue girls. Am I helping you expose this relationship?"

Qin Shaofu rolled his eyes: "Miss Yu and I have nothing to do."

"No?"

Luo Dazhuang suddenly yelled: "Even if you don't have it, she must have it."

Qin Shaofu's voice couldn't help but rise eight times: "What are you saying?"

"You don't understand if you say it!" Luo Dazhuang sighed: "You little kids, you have a tender face. If you are braver, I will just hold my grandson directly. If I don't say it, you may not know, I think back then..."

"Come on!" Qin Shaofu immediately interrupted: "You brag in front of me, you are the only one who has been secretly in love with my mother for so many years, but accidentally met a hand, and it was like being burned by fire... a love saint pretending to be a thatched one."

Luo Dazhuang's face suddenly froze and he smiled dryly: "My...my...isn't it bad..."

Suddenly, he thought of something and shouted sternly: "What are you saying, who... who... has a crush on your mother!"

The voice was as high as a duck's voice that had pulled his neck. Qin Shaofu laughed: "Get in first!"

I was depressed, but before I knew it, I was enlightened.

The old man came over and his family was truly considered a home. Although Bai Yuyao's mentality should have changed, so what? She is always alive. Just live and there is hope.

Hongshao was very fast and the wine and food were ready. Yu Kongsang seemed to be putting it open in front of Qin Shaofu, but when facing Luo Dazhuang, his face became much thinner. I was embarrassed to sit together, so I asked someone to send the food to the room.

The father and son sat down in front of each other, started to eat and drink. After talking for a while, Qin Shaofu finally decided to get to the point and asked, "Who is Jiang Yan?"

"What Jiang Yan?" Luo Dazhuang was stunned, looking puzzled.

Qin Shaofu frowned slightly. With his understanding of Luo Dazhuang, if he asked Jiang Yan directly, he would be denied, so he was surprised. As long as the other party lets him say something, he will be able to ask questions.

But I didn't expect that the other party had this reaction, and the reaction was very real and it seemed that I really didn't recognize it.

After thinking about it, he asked again: "Where did you learn the three sword techniques you taught me?"

"Oh, that sword technique!" Luo Dazhuang waved his hand: "I learned from a bastard. That guy played with his sword, but he didn't tell me the mental method, so I made myself think about it. Fortunately, I am very talented and wise. Although I haven't figured out anything, I at least remembered it all."

Qin Shaofu's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked: "Why is that king...what is that person's name?"

Luo Dazhuang glared at him: "Why are you asking so much?"

"That person may be back!" Qin Shaofu hurriedly told Jiang Yan about it and concluded: "I think he must know you and my mother... maybe he also knows my father...what is wrong with you?"

At this time, Luo Dazhuang held a wine glass with one hand and a chicken leg with the other. He widened his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, looked shocked, and looked dumbfounded, as if he had heard some shocking news.

"What’s wrong with you?"

After Qin Shaofu shouted again, Luo Dazhuang came to his senses, swallowed the things in his mouth, and asked seriously: "You said his surname is Jiang, you know the whole set of Eight Wilderness Battlefield Swordsmanship, and you also taught you... Huangji's World Mastery?"

"Yes! You know?"

Qin Shaofu was immediately excited. He did not say the name of the sword technique, but Luo Dazhuang changed the previous three-legged cat sword technique, but called it the Eight Wilderness War Field Sword Technique, which shows that he should know it.

"Of course I know it!"

Luo Dazhuang curled his lips: "I have known many great people. I am just a knives. It's not a great deal to know each other. You may not believe it. I have some friendship with Li Yunqing of the Shushan Sword Sect. If you have the opportunity to go there and report my name, you may have different treatments!"

"Then let someone call it out, right?"

Qin Shaofu was unhappy. At Tongling Pass, Luo Dazhuang was famous for being a timid person, and never won a fight. He never got a chance to quarrel.

I used to brag like this, saying that the hotel owners in Tonglingguan respected him very much, and when I went there, I mentioned his name, so that Qin Shaofu believed it to be true.

Until one day I went to Qianguan Hotel, had a meal, and then reported his name. Then... I was beaten hard and Qin Shaofu's worldview in one aspect was shattered.

"If you don't believe it, you'll get over it!"

Luo Dazhuang took a sip of wine and sighed again: "I do know this Jiang Yan. He used to tell me that his name was Mo Shanshi. He had traveled through the world together, and he had lived and died together. Later, when he parted, he told me that his surname was Jiang. Now, thinking about it, Shanshi is just the word Yan, it is probably called Jiang Yan."

It makes sense, Qin Shaofu asked quickly: "Who is he?"

"Who knows, it's not from the Eastern Wilderness anyway!" Luo Dazhuang snorted: "This bastard also fell in love with your mother back then. He wanted to steal your mother with me, so I beat him away."

Qin Shaofu's expression of excitement was frozen, and then he curled his lips: "If you have this kind of heroism, you will not be Luo Dazhuang... You don't even know who my father is, and you have the nerve to say that he is my mother's flower protector."

"This...this..." Luo Dazhuang stammered: "Aren't I careless back then? I was just trying to drive the waves outside, but when I turned around, I found out... His great career, your mother was actually pregnant... I brought this cuckold... all of them caught up with the Jibei Plain."

"Okay, okay!" Qin Shaofu waved his hand quickly: "The older you are, the better you are, the better you can run a carriage. When will my mother get along with you or what? All the cuckolds are coming out."

Luo Dazhuang laughed, then stretched out his greasy claws and patted Qin Shaofu on the shoulder: "At the time, the battle in Luhe Valley was beautiful, which made my wish come true. But I want to ask you something, using the Fourth Prince and King Xia as bait is a good way, but it would be stupid to pretend to be the Fourth Prince by yourself, and it would be so dangerous."

"By the way, how did you survive that flood?"

"I have good water quality, so I survived as I swim." Qin Shaofu didn't know how to explain the mermaid pearl, so he simply tried to perfunctory: "I don't even see who I am!"

"Yes, yes, you are my godson Luo Dazhuang!"

Luo Dazhuang laughed again without any image and drank a big gulp.

After three rounds of drinking, the night was deep. After Luo Dazhuang, who claimed to be "extraordinary alcohol", fell drunk, Qin Shaofu suddenly remembered something.

Speaking of the unknown father, Huangfu Changqing said that if he could provide some clues, he might be able to find out more clearly.

Other clues are no longer found, but the painting at Qin Tianen's home may be useful.

Now that the Taiwei has gone to fight, isn’t it time to steal the painting?
Chapter completed!