On the second day, Li Fan arrived in the capital, replaced Anu in disguise as He Jishi, and began to preside over the relevant work of government departments. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Fan, who has experience in the management of large enterprises, began to take over state affairs, although he was a little busy at first, but as time went on, he gradually began to become handy.

Fang Cheng took this opportunity to take a break and accompany his girlfriend on a trip, and their first stop was Suzhou.

Suzhou is located in the eastern part of Jiangning Province, and due to its proximity to the sea, it has a monsoon temperate rainforest climate.

Because they were taking the bullet train, as soon as they walked out of the bullet train station, Fang Cheng felt the warm sea breeze blowing on his face, and his good mood was immediately clouded by a layer of haze because of this heat.

"I'm a little tired, let's go to the hotel first" Xiao Jingyu hung half of his body on his shoulder, looking weak.

"It's okay," he had to be as good as he could.

After all, in order to experience a state on the road, Fang Cheng had given up using superpowers, and it was normal for Xiao Jingyu, who was a mortal, to feel a little tired after a four-hour drive.

By the time they arrived at the hotel, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

After Xiao Jingyu swiped the room card, he fell on the bed as soon as he entered the door, and his beautiful posture was uneven and undulating.

Fang Cheng gently closed the door and began to look at the layout of the room, only to see that in the center of the huge room was a heart-shaped pink round bed, and there were many imitations of famous paintings hanging on the wall, including "** Holding a Bottle", "Sunflower", "David" and so on.

The only fly in the ointment is probably that the bathroom and the room are only separated by a transparent glass, which is a bit peachy no matter how you look at it.

"Get up and eat" Fang Cheng stuffed his luggage into the closet, walked to Xiao Jingyu's back, raised his hand and patted her buttocks.

"Can I order takeout?" Xiao Jingyu whimpered, not wanting to turn over.

"Are you here to travel, or are you here to open a house?" Fang Cheng was speechless.

"Let me rest for ten minutes," she immediately compromised.

Fang Cheng walked to the window and closed the curtains, and the whole room immediately darkened a little, so quiet that you could even hear each other's breathing.

They didn't communicate anymore, enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Jingyu, who was lying on the bed with salted fish, finally stretched out an arm and broke the silence and said, "Quickly help the palace to get up." ”

He reluctantly grabbed his girlfriend's green fingers and pulled her up from the soft mattress.

"Where are you going to take me at night?" Xiao Jingyu blinked mischievously, as if she had regained her former vitality.

"Nanling Ancient Town, I've checked it on the Internet, where is there a food street" Fang Cheng's purpose is very clear.

Nanling Ancient Town is located in the south of Suzhou city 20 miles away, it was originally established during the Shaoxing period during the Song Dynasty, and later after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the local government set up it as a tourist attraction, so it began to become popular.

"Okay" Xiao Jingyu was very happy, she was indeed a foodie.

The two left the hotel together, directly hailed a taxi through the Yiyue Travel APP, and went straight to Nanling.

When he was sitting in the car, gently holding his girlfriend in his arms, Fang Cheng unconsciously remembered the past when he and Chen Yuege traveled to Suzhou during the summer vacation of his sophomore year.

At that time, they were very poor, and the hotel they booked was very shabby, and they could hear strange noises from the next room at night and even all night, which embarrassed them, whose relationship was still very pure at that time.

It's a pity that the flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year.

Now that he has returned to his hometown with Xiao Jingyu, Fang Cheng is in a different mood.

He is no longer the boy who once had nothing, as long as he wants, the whole of Huaxia will be prostrate at his feet, this feeling makes him have many unreal and delusional thoughts.

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Probably because of the tourist season, the ancient town is bustling with pedestrians.

As soon as Xiao Jingyu walked into the ancient town, he became interested in the bluestone streets and small bridges and flowing water here, took out the SLR camera from Fang Cheng's backpack, and pressed the shutter non-stop.

"You can also take a few pictures for me" When she almost reached the end of the street, she finally remembered that there was still a big living person like Fang Cheng, so she handed the SLR into his hands.

Fang Cheng had no choice but to take a few close-ups for her, and asked the stall owners at the roadside souvenir stalls to help them take group photos.

The ancient town of Nanling was very small, and in less than twenty minutes, they had almost completed a circle.

As a food lover, Xiao Jingyu naturally stops and goes, lingering on the various food stalls. Fang Cheng carried a DSLR on his back and acted as a human porter, responsible for the ever-increasing collection of local crafts, simple headdresses and fancy jewelry.

"Hurry up and keep up" Maybe Xiao Jingyu disliked him and walked grinding and chirping, and began to urge him to speed up.

Fang Cheng shook his head helplessly, and was about to follow. But just then, the antique collection shop on the side caught his attention.

Because when he just passed by this shop, the broken Dongliu that he hid on his body actually shook three times rarely.

"Hey, how can there be genuine goods in this kind of store" Xiao Jingyu noticed that Fang Cheng walked into an antique shop, and immediately couldn't help but complain.

"Let's go in and take a look, my dad likes these things. Fang Cheng shook his head undeniably.

The owner of the antique shop is a middle-aged man in his early fifties, who looks very funny with a pair of toad glasses, although he is already bald.

Even when the couple entered the door, the shopkeeper was still obsessed with fighting the landlord and didn't even say hello, probably thinking that they were just looking.

"Boss, how did you sell this sword?" After shopping for more than ten minutes, Fang Cheng took down a bronze short sword from the shelf, held it in his hand and gently fiddled with the blade.

The bronze sword was not bladed, so it felt rough to the touch.

"Thirty-eight thousand" The shopkeeper glanced up at him and casually quoted a price.

In fact, this thing was dug up by him from the farmland, but unfortunately it was later identified by several old friends, and it belonged to the imitation of the Republic of China period, and it was used to coax laymen, and it has no collection value.

"Two thousand, this is an imitation of the Republic of China, although the workmanship is quite beautiful" Fang Cheng is not the kind of person who is easy to fool, and he said the true bottom price in his heart in one bite.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he looked at Fang Cheng with a ghostly expression, and he thought that this young man was still an expert.

"Three thousand," he struggled to raise the price.

"Deal" Fang Cheng responded very generously, and the speed made the shopkeeper a little suspicious of life.

"How do you issue an invoice?" the shopkeeper endured the unhappiness in his heart.

"Let's open someone" Fang Cheng took out his bank card from his wallet and handed it to him.

A few minutes later, the shopkeeper placed the bronze dagger in a red wooden box and handed it to Fang Cheng along with the invoice.

Fang Cheng picked up the invoice and looked at it, only to see that it read: Modern handicrafts, three thousand yuan.

"Thank you, boss," he thanked and walked out of the store very happily.

"Why are you buying this thing, can you bring it with you?" Xiao Jingyu finally couldn't help but ask.

Fang Cheng smiled slightly, and pulled out the broken east flow from the void and slashed at the bronze short sword.

Qiang

The two short swords collided together, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Xiao Jingyu's eyes widened suddenly, she had naturally seen how sharp Duan Dongliu was, but she didn't expect that this bronze short sword was also a treasure.

Fang Cheng smiled, pressed the blade with ten fingers, and poured a true qi into the bronze short sword, but then his smile froze.

"My name is Chunyang" is like a bronze bell Da Lu exploding in his ears, and his voice is mellow.

"I have made a bloody alliance with you today, one of which is to have no leakage of the body, the second is to forever suppress the evil spirits, and the third is to keep the mountains and rivers forever. Can you hold it today?"