Marquis Zhenbei pushed his son away, quickly and solemnly thanked him, and asked his servant to take out a box with fifty thousand taels of silver notes neatly stacked inside.

Nan Li took it happily.

Before I could fully experience the happiness of the rich, I saw Zhenbeihou coming forward with a discount and said: "This is the child's hourly horoscope..."

Nan Li was startled and quickly winked at Chu Hanlin to refuse.

Chu Hanlin moved faster than her, grabbed Geng Tie, and said angrily: "Thank you, Mr. Marquis, Li'er has just been found, and we as husband and wife still want to keep her a little longer."

"I know, I'll just ask Han'er to come to the door." Zhenbei Hou said matter-of-factly.

The old lady looked surprised, "Master Xie, you only have a son, and you let him come to your door?"

"That's why I let him come to the house because I only have one son." Zhenbei Hou sighed repeatedly, "I really don't want a white-haired man to give away a black-haired man, so I can only feel at ease when I entrust Han'er to Miss Sixth."

Xie Beihan felt a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and said, "Father, if you want to propose marriage to Sixth Sister on my behalf, you should have told me early. I haven't washed or changed my clothes. I'm not sincere enough."

At least let him wear a clean brocade robe, just a blue robe woven with gold, and a golden hair crown inlaid with gems.

No, no, this is too philistine and not noble. It should be equipped with a mutton-fat jade hair crown.

Just as he was thinking happily, the Marquis of Zhenbei slapped him on the shoulder, shattering his sweet dream: "Why do you want to propose marriage? With your virtue, how could I dare to propose marriage to Mr. Chuhou! I'm asking Miss Six to accept it."

You are my disciple and I will teach you my skills!"

Everyone: "..."

Nan Li breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"If you want to become a disciple, then you can become a disciple. As for showing the horoscope of time?" She was really frightened.

Marquis Zhenbei looked serious, "As masters and disciples, don't they also pay attention to whether the horoscopes match the time of day? Miss Sixth, take a look?"

The corner of Nan Li's mouth twitched slightly, "Thank you, Mr. Marquis, you feel at ease, but I don't."

Xie Beihan stopped working now and looked at her pitifully: "Sixth sister, my qualifications are not that bad, right?"

"You are several years older than me. If you open your mouth and call me master, I will get goosebumps." Nan Li refused.

"This is simple." Zhenbei Hou pulled his son forward, "After he becomes a disciple, he can still call you Sixth Sister."

Xie Beihan nodded excitedly, "It's possible, it's possible, Sixth Sister, please accept my disciple's bow."

Ever since Nan Li saved him that night, he has always admired her.

Even if you can't be convinced, it's not bad to be a master and disciple.

He didn't care whether Nan Li wanted it or not, so he knelt down. Zhenbei Hou quickly waved his hand, and a servant came up with a tea cup for Xie Beihan to take the tea.

The father and son are in perfect harmony.

Old Taijun and Chu Hanlin were stunned. This was the overlord forcing his bow.

Nan Li had no choice but to take a look at his hour horoscope, pinched his fingers to calculate, a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then said: "I won't accept you as a disciple, but I will also teach you Taoism. You can learn it."

How high it is depends on your luck. Come on, you can first offer incense to the founder of Xuanyue Temple."

"Great! Then shall we set off immediately to go to Xuanyue Temple?" Although Xie Beihan felt it was a bit of a pity, he was already very grateful to be able to learn from his sixth sister.

"It's time, I've already prepared it." Nan Li rummaged through the bag and took out a statue.

He is the founder of Xuan Yue Guan.

She put the Patriarch upright and prepared the incense vessels.

Xie Beihan took the incense stick she gave him and ordered his servants, "Bring the fire sticks."

"No need." Nan Li also had three sticks of incense in her hand. When she turned her hand over, they all lit up.

Everyone's eyes almost popped out of their heads.

"Try it." Nan Li turned to look at Xie Beihan after offering incense to the Patriarch.

Xie Beihan was full of confidence and imitated Nan Li's actions just now, but he did not light the incense stick.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and no one moved their eyes away.

Xie Beihan paid full attention this time and flipped through it again.

Still not lit.

The Marquis of Zhenbei sighed: "I didn't expect that you are not good at literature and martial arts, but now you even have mediocre talent in learning Taoism."

Xie Beihan was about to cry but had no tears, so he said: "Sixth sister, can't you use fire to break the zizi?"

"This is the first lesson for beginners. If you can't even do this, there is no need to waste your time learning Taoism from me." Nan Li said seriously.

"Sixth sister, how many times have you tried?" Xie Beihan wanted to give himself a deadline.

"Try? I'm sorry, I succeeded in one try." Nan Li patted him on the shoulder and continued seriously, "Don't compare with me, otherwise you will doubt your life."

Xie Beihan did not doubt her words at all. He only hated that he was not talented enough and failed to succeed twice in a row.

Nan Li went back to Yuerong Pavilion to rest first.

Chu Hanlin also went back to handle official duties.

Old Taijun and Zhenbeihou were cheering him on from the side at first, but who knew that Xie Beihan practiced from afternoon to evening and still couldn't light the incense stick.

In the end, even the Marquis of Zhenbei felt embarrassed and advised his son not to force himself. Anyway, his family was rich, and it would not be a shame to return home and inherit the title and wealth.

Xie Beihan was still kneeling there, his face slightly pale because there was no water on his face and his lips were chapped.

He tried again and again, only to be disappointed again and again.

My knees are numb and I can't feel any pain.

"How could you light up the incense when you have distracting thoughts in your mind?" Nan Li came to the flower hall again, "A person in Xuanmen has a righteous heart. You only want to avenge your brother, so you cannot be recognized."

These words were like thunder.

Xie Beihan gritted his teeth, got rid of all distracting thoughts, and thought about finding out the harmful warlock to prevent him from killing more innocent people.

Then he thought about Li Zhengming using human blood to make medicine. He had to find out the murderer behind the scenes and let everyone in the Lingjian Sect rest in peace.

With just a few thoughts, he finally lit the incense stick this time.

Xie Beihan opened his eyes wide and said happily: "Sixth sister, have you seen it?! I succeeded! I succeeded!"

Nan Li nodded with a smile: "I saw it."

When Xie Beihan returned to the Hou Mansion, he dismissed the generals in the courtyard.

From now on, he will practice Taoism well and never fall into love affairs again!

Xie Beihan thought he was going to learn some skills, but who knew that the first lesson would still be reading!

As for those Taoist talismans and seals, he only read a few pages and his head was as big as a bucket.

What's the difference between these things?

Aren't they all the same?

Xie Beihan wanted to cry but had no tears. Why was he so stumped when he first started?

The Chu family and the Xiao family are getting married on the 16th of next month, and both families are starting to get busy.

Nan Li visited Xiao Wanyi twice. No longer hungry, Xiao Wanyi lost a lot of weight, and her wedding dress was changed again and again.

Chu Ye was happily waiting for his bride to come through the door all day long. However, he did not expect that ten days before the wedding, Xiao Wanyi got a needle while doing embroidery and was in a coma.
Chapter completed!