Xie An took a sip of the tea, nodded and said, "This tea tastes good." I saw that you just scalded the teacup with hot water, what is the purpose? ”

Xie Xiaoman was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself, it seems that the Jin people at this time did not have the habit of warming the teacup, so he explained: "Uncle, whether this tea is fragrant or not, and how it tastes, is closely related to the temperature of the water. Warming the tea cup is just to maintain the temperature of the hot water, so that the tea cup is not too cold and destroys the aroma. ”

"I see, but it's also a lot of wisdom." Xie An nodded.

Xie Xiaoman smiled and rubbed his neck embarrassedly: "Uncle, don't praise me, I'm actually just hearsay, and I actually know very little about tea ceremony and the like." ”

Xie An didn't care about this, smiled lightly, and said some warm words to Xie Xiaoman, saying something that Xie Yun had been repairing books for four years, and invited her to play with nothing, which can be regarded as a companion.

"If Wan'er's mother always goes, she will inevitably have some gossip. However, you sisters should have frequent contact with each other, and save yourself from loneliness. Xie An said.

Xie Xiaoman nodded when he heard this: "Sister Yun'er is very good to me, I haven't met her since she got married, and it is indeed mine that I shouldn't be." Be sure to check it out when you have time. ”

Xie An bowed his head, and then didn't say much, just quietly drank tea and ate refreshments, watched the green smoke curling from the stove for a while, and then got up and prepared to leave.

Xie Xiaoman was taken aback, she always thought that Xie An would definitely scold herself this time, why did the meeting end so lightly?

As a woman, she can already draw to the point of "family ugliness" when she travels with the Western Army. What's more, he has done so many things that he doesn't know the depths of? Xie An, as the Xie family and his uncle, is he really so proud to let go?

Xie Xiaoman almost felt terrified. He stared at Xie An's departing figure with his eyes wide open, and found that the latter suddenly stopped at the door.

My heart suddenly shrank and beat violently.

"By the way," Xie An remembered something, and turned around, "Do you know the Donglin Xue family?" ”

"Huh?" Xie Xiaoman was a little confused.

"Xue Zheng, the head of the Donglin Xue family, is an official who worships and rides freely. He is also a good person, and recently set up a courtyard in the fields outside the city. He has heard of your reputation and wants to invite you to Kanyu Feng Shui. What do you think? Xie An asked.

Xie Xiaoman was a little confused, on the one hand, he didn't expect Xie An to deliberately say this matter, and secondly, it was purely his own embarrassment: "Kan, Kanyu?" I won't do that. Didn't learn ......"

"It doesn't matter. Among those feng shui warlocks who walk the rivers and lakes, a few of them are really good at the art of looking at qi, but it's just a mess around. Xie An said lightly.

Xie Xiaoman felt as if he had been struck by lightning...... This is really said by Xie An Xie Anshi, a generation of romantic figures?

"If you say yes, I'll give you a reply. You don't have to do anything, go home to rest, and someone from the Xue Mansion will naturally invite you. Xie An thought slightly, "Deal with the Xue Mansion." It doesn't have to be too polite. It doesn't matter if you excuse yourself for a few days, just say that you are tired from the long journey. It is necessary to cultivate a heroic spirit. You must know that human nature is like this, as the so-called 'you can't ask for it, you can't think about it'. ”

Xie Xiaoman was already about to be petrified: "Uncle...... Aren't you hunger marketing? ”

"Huh?" Xie An repeated the words "hunger marketing", savored it, and nodded, "These four words are used cleverly, campers, in "Shuowen", the word "marketing" is really appropriate." ”

"......" Xie Xiaoman finally knew where Xie Xuan's style of quoting scriptures at every turn came from.

Xie An smiled and said, "It's all small things, you can deal with it." ”

After that, you have to push the door out.

"Uncle!" Xie Xiaoman couldn't help it after all, took two steps up, and hesitated to ask, "You won't scold me?" ”

"Why are you scolding?" Xie An chuckled.

Xie Xiaoman pursed his lips: "You are knowingly asking, Huan Wen must have told you all the things I did in the west." ”

"Yes, I did."

"Then you're not angry? Don't want to scold me, practice family law or something? ”

Xie An thought seriously for a moment: "If you do that, will you change it?" Will you never again ask about the affairs of the army, and no longer have the ambition to help the world? ”

Xie Xiaoman was startled when he heard this, and waved his hand again and again: "I don't have any intention of helping the world, I just want to do something that I think is right." ”

Xie An smiled slightly: "Since you think it's right, just do it." ”

Xie Xiaoman couldn't believe his ears: "But, what if I cause something that is not good for the Xie family?" ”

Xie An waved the sleeves of his robe, pushed the door out, and left in a chic manner.

"That's the price."

There is such a sentence here, stayed.

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There is a price to pay for doing things, and this is something that children know.

If you steal something, you must not be afraid to catch it, if you kill someone, you must not be afraid to pay for your life, if you eat a sugar cube first, you should not be afraid of the grapes in the back, and if you wear beautiful clothes, you should not be afraid that the weather is too cold.

Everything in the world is your own choice, and since you choose, it will definitely cause results. This kind of result may be good or bad, but you must bear it if you choose, which is a very simple and natural thing, but in fact it is very difficult to do.

Xie Xiaoman politely rejected the ox cart that the Xie family had prepared for him, stopped and stayed on the Vermilion Bird Bridge at the head of Wuyi Alley for a while, looking back at the warped cornices in the alley, and the brilliance of the sun shining on it, his heart was faint, and he couldn't say what mood he was.

It was a "home" that seemed to be very close to her, but at the same time far away. Those are some "family members" who are related to themselves by blood, but at the same time separated by a transparent curtain wall.

Xie Xiaoman watched silently for a while, until the clouds dispersed and the sun was rising, and then he went to the West Market.

After the snow, the West Market is as lively as ever, and the snow begins to melt after more people walk, staining it with an unclean black and gray color, turning into a muddy road.

When the wheels run over, they will also splash a little bit of black mud and spray it on people's bodies, but not many people dare to open their mouths to scold.

In this era, those who can afford to sit in ox carts and horse-drawn carriages are none other than high-ranking officials and nobles, where do ordinary people dare to do anything out of the ordinary because of a few mud ideas.

Xie Xiaoman walked through the lively West Market, the carriage was speeding by, she looked down at the muddy water splashed on her body, and did not speak.

A child cowering in his mother's arms burst into tears because of the mud droplets from the carriage hitting his face. The young mother was startled and hurriedly coaxed gently, but it had little effect.

There were many people in the West City, but the speed of the carriage refused to decrease, and it still moved forward at the same speed, and passers-by avoided it one after another, a little panicked.

Xie Xiaoman looked at the talisman seal on his chest and reached out to tear it off.

Simply tearing it off, it was as if the talisman seal was just an ordinary piece of paper, as if there was no trace of imprisonment and spiritual power on it at all.

Then she raised her hand and drew something silently.

The carriage stiffened suddenly. It was the stiffness of the whole carriage, not only the horses pulled by the front of the carriage, but also the entire body.

Ordinary people couldn't see anything, only Xie Xiaoman could observe that the carriage was wrapped in ice as a whole, but it recovered in an instant.

The coachman of the carriage only felt his eyes glazed for a moment, and the rest was not unusual.

But the horses themselves were touched, and their ability to experience spiritual breath was much more sensitive than that of humans, and at this time they were frightened, neighed, and dared to continue trotting, and quickly stopped.

The coachman thought it strange and reassured the horses.

The owner of the carriage was also startled, and did not lift the curtain, but only whispered something to the coachman.

The coachman looked around, replied, and drove again, but greatly reduced his speed.

The crowd had already taken the opportunity to get out of the way, and the scene of the sudden splashing of muddy water was no longer visible.

Seeing this, Xie Xiaoman smiled faintly and turned right to leave.

Turn right and you will see the alley, but if you simply step in, you can feel the silence and faint depression in your face.

Although it is still the West Market, it is completely different from the road surface of the West Market. There was not a single bit of mud, not even the snow had been cleared, and there were not even a few footprints on the snow.

There is only one room on each side of the alley, one is a tea shop on the second floor, and the other is a sparse shop with a sign of "Qingfeng Pavilion" hanging on the shop, but the upper part of these three words has been covered with snow under the eaves.

On the snow surface, except for a footprint that left outward, only a few small paw prints like small dogs remained there, neither deep nor shallow.

Xie Xiaoman liked this kind of quietness a little and chuckled.

As she laughed, the door to the Breeze Pavilion opened.

"Inside the carriage, it seems to be a figure." Chu Qingfeng pushed the wheelchair out, and he was still wearing a single coat, which was even more cold in the snow.

"There are so many big people in Beijing, and there is no way to completely scruple about it, if it is uneven, it will be loud, and it is only when you live happily." Xie Xiaoman smiled slightly and stepped forward.

Chu Qingfeng also looked at her with a faint smile, and when she got closer, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her left hand: "This breath looks interesting, could it be that you have learned some talisman seals from the northwest in the past few days?" Well, it's not like your breath. ”

"Boss Chu's eyes are like torches, where is what I have learned. It was obvious that others saw that I was not pleasing to the eye, so they simply locked my aura with a confinement. Xie Xiaoman handed the exhausted talisman seal to Chu Qingfeng, and said with a smile, "If it weren't for the fact that the aura on this talisman seal had been almost consumed, I wouldn't have been able to break through this layer." ”

Chu Qingfeng took the fluttering talisman seal over and looked at it, and thought about it: "This aura is mixed, it doesn't seem to be a person's technique?" It's just that the vein of this talisman doesn't look like the path of the Central Plains. ”

Xie Xiaoman exclaimed: "Boss Chu is an expert, this talisman should be set by someone from Changbai and what faction, but it was created by two people." ”

Chu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this: "Changbai? Speaking of which, Huan Wen and Yan Jun have teamed up? Who is the other party? But Murong Ke? (To be continued......)