Mu Bai's cheeks were obviously a little hot, seeing that the master's eyes were slightly red and slightly blurred, and a beautiful face in the prosperous world was constantly enlarged and depressed, Mu Bai closed his eyes instinctively and obediently.

Suddenly there was a deafening shout in my ears,

"Pretend to be dead, don't you get up and get out of here for me, get out of the work!" Mo Qi didn't know why his heartbeat was a little unstable, and his ears were a little hot, seeing the little girl get up from his arms in a hurry, and suddenly her arms were empty, and she felt a little empty.

Mo Qi only thought for a moment, this little girl thought that she was extremely hungry.

Mu Bai reluctantly picked up the rags and continued to clean up the ubiquitous puddles of water on the ground. Suddenly, an enticing fragrance wafted in front of you.

Mu Bai raised his head suddenly, only to see a fat big fat goose, but it was strange, obviously looking at the master also casually touched from the placket, he could conjure up a bunch of delicious things that were not the same, why did he just work hard for a long time, and he didn't touch a fart.

Seeing that Mu Bai's careful thoughts were written on his face, if Mo Qi couldn't see this, he would have lived in this world for hundreds of years in vain.

"Are Mu Bai sure that the fart is more delicious than this eight-treasure roast goose? In this case, your senior brother loves this eight-treasure roast goose the most, so I will send it to him as a teacher. ”

Mu Bai thought that the master was just talking casually, but he really picked up the roast goose and left, senior brother, senior brother, the master only has senior brother in his heart, and it should be Mu Bai's turn. Mu Bai pouted, secretly calculating the best time to make a move.

Mo Qi saw that he stepped out of the threshold and turned around and retreated.

"Oh, I almost forgot, if the apprentice is really obsessed with the turbidity discharged by the master, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, no matter when and where, unlimited supply, how about it, the master loves you enough, right?" As soon as Mo Qi's words fell, he carefully took the Babao roast goose into his arms and went straight to the inner room.

If you still want to sneak attack, the master will teach you what ginger or old spicy is today. Mo Qi was proud for a while, only to feel that suddenly his feet slipped and his body was unbalanced, so he planted behind him, so he had a solid back.

Mu Bai clapped his hands, but unfortunately he was blind to these lamp oils. However, the master has always been used to being poor, and after thinking that the rats have turned around in this Taoist temple twice, they are too lazy to patronize again.

The master is in difficulty, and the apprentice naturally can't help but reach out, Mu Bai hurriedly stepped forward, and saw the roast goose exposed in the master's arms, and pulled it out. Picked up the roast goose and hummed a little song, and walked out in a hurry. didn't forget to give Mo Qi a blank look.

"Old man, this girl also wants you to know what is called the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and the front waves are shot to death on the beach!"

Mo Qi saw that his good apprentice only robbed the roast goose and disappeared, and his outstretched arm was already stiff.

"Stinky girl, although the Babao roast goose is good, can't you take it as a teacher first?" Mo Qi spent a lot of effort, but the ground was slippery, and he touched it casually, and he worked hard to go to the Taoist temple next door for decades to shun the lamp oil, and he was trampled by this bad man, he was really angry with the old man!

Dalingyue Xianju

"Yo, the little one meets King Cheng, please say hello to the prince, please go upstairs to the prince!" The shopkeeper saw King Cheng dressed in regular clothes, and with a few attendants, he walked towards Yue Xianju and hurriedly stepped forward.

Yun Cheng casually looked around, and made sure that there was nothing wrong, so he went upstairs with the shopkeeper.

In the private room, Dao Wenjue had just made a pot of tea, and just listening to the footsteps, he knew who was coming. It's just that the two teacups that were originally neatly placed on the table, while the person hadn't entered the door yet, were busy putting away one and only poured one cup.

Tea is naturally good tea, but Dao Wenjue is less interested in tasting tea today, and his heart is inevitably a little impetuous, and he can't calm down. Twisted the hot tea casually, and saw that the slightly dry and peely lips just rubbed against the rim of the cup, and was snatched away.

That person is really unkind, even if he comes uninvited, now it's a matter of snatching tea with a knife. It's just that Dao Wenjue didn't bother to argue with it, just don't turn his face. pursed his lips slightly, and the resentment in his heart was engraved on his face, afraid that others would know and that he would pretend not to know.

"What's the matter, it's a cup of tea from the first dust, and this king can't drink it now?" Yun Cheng glanced at the uninteresting guards, and didn't hurry up to get out of the king.

The guards hurriedly stepped back and tightened the door.

"Good Chuchen, don't be angry, if Chuchen has any anger or fire, just vent it to this king, but don't suffocate yourself!" finally looked forward to meeting him, where did Yun Cheng spend every minute and second on arguing and gambling. And I pity myself, I really don't know what this person in front of me is angry about.

The dignified King Cheng, when did he try so hard to please someone, but this person still didn't appreciate it. Yun Cheng had to be cheeky and stick to it, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he took the person into his arms.

"Even if it's death, Chu Chen should let this king die to understand, right? Can Chu Chen tell this king, what are you angry about? Yun Cheng's words didn't seem to have any appasing effect, and Dao Wenjue pushed the person aside.

"Bah, bah, dignified and honest king, he will talk about death and death at every turn, what kind of system will it be?"

Yun Cheng couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, in the end, he was a sour Confucian scholar, he cared about himself, and he couldn't say anything good. It's just that this heart is unspeakably sweet.

"Chu Chen's finally not angry now?" Yun Cheng led the person to the table, took out another teacup casually, poured two cups, and handed it to Dao Wenjue.

Dao Wenjue just glanced at the tea, but it was just a cup of tea and wanted to buy people's hearts, Chengwang Mo don't think too beautifully, besides, I don't know who drank his tea first, this cup of tea should only be repaid to me at most, is it true that thinking about a cup of tea, the previous thing can be written off?

Yun Cheng only looked at Dao Wenjue's tea, and drank it, but there was no good look on his face. It is inevitable to scratch your head a little, if you know where you are wrong, it's okay, it's a big deal to be soft, admit your mistake, it's not a big deal, but I really don't know where I accidentally offended this little ancestor.

"Good Chuchen, this king begs you, reward this king with a good time, what did this king do wrong, can't I change it?" Yun Cheng saw that the person in front of him still ignored it, and just drank it to himself.

"Chuchen has taken the life of this king! Since Chuchen doesn't want to see this king, this king will leave, so as not to hinder your eyes and lose your happiness here! Yun Cheng was just pretending, and was about to get up, Dao Wenjue put down the teacup.

"What's the matter, the prince is annoyed and angry, but he can't stand the grievances of two or three tea kung fu?" Dao Wenjue casually took out a picture scroll.

Before he had time to unfold, Yun Cheng only felt fine sweat rolling out of his forehead. A faint chill in the back.

"What, the prince doesn't plan to open it and take a look!" Dao Wenjue was finally reluctant to lock his eyes on Yun Cheng, only to watch him pull his sleeves and wipe his sweat with a weak heart.

"Chuchen, listen to me, it's really not what you think." Yun Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to explain. Pulling up Dao Wenjue's hand, it was rare that he was not thrown away.

Dao Wenjue slowly withdrew his hand, and his eyes swept the scroll intentionally or unintentionally. As if to imply something.

Yun Cheng didn't know how many times he had scolded the housekeeper in his heart, he was also an old man in Chengwang's Mansion, how could he do such a bad thing, and the ruined Danqing, he had obviously dealt with it, how could it fall into the hands of Chu Chen.

"Oh? What do I think? The first dust was dull, and he asked the prince to guide the ministers. Dao Wenjue only pulled the scroll a few points closer to him, posing as if he was about to open it.

Yun Cheng was really panicked, if he told Chu Chen, then Danqing was destroyed by his own punch, would he tear this king apart with his hands.

"It's just a mere pair of danqing, the prince doesn't have to mind it so much, but if the prince doesn't like it, just ask someone to send it back to the minister, and the minister can give it to the nobles of those wealthy families, so as not to force the father to marry every day!" Dao Wenjue pretended to be indifferent and didn't care.

"You dare!" Yun Cheng stepped forward suddenly, used a little strength, grabbed Dao Wenjue's wrist, and brought the person up to the corner. His eyes stared fiercely at those breathtaking eyes, obviously thinking about the threat, but in the end he faintly begged for mercy.

Dao Wenjue thought about struggling, but after hearing the hoarse voice and flattering voice, his heart finally softened.

"The prince is used to bullying ministers, I know that as soon as I see you like this, I can't be ruthless, and if I don't put my mind ...... ruthlessly, I have to everything by you" Without waiting for Dao Wenjue to finish speaking, he knew that the person in front of him must be a good guy who picked up a bargain.

It wasn't until the person in his arms was finally born that Yun Cheng tightened the person a little more.

"My people don't go back, even if this king begs you, will it be done?" Yun Cheng looked at the stubborn man affectionately and affectionately, and his voice was full of tenderness.

"Good!" Dao Wenjue is naturally not an ignorant person, but the General's Mansion is now eventful, and the crisis is lurking, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring, and the Jiangnan flood is greedy for ink, I don't know how many people I have offended openly and secretly, I don't care what I do, I'm afraid that he is implicated for no reason.

Yun Cheng saw that Dao Wenjue had finally eased up a little, so he thought about taking the opportunity to explain the matter of the Danqing, but he didn't know how Chu Chen knew about the Danqing. After asking for a while, Dao Wenjue was reluctant to reveal.

It's just a coincidence, the housekeeper of Chengwang's Mansion that day was looking for a painter who was none other than someone else, but had something to do with the General's Mansion, just watching the people panic, sneakily anxious to ask for a portrait of Dao Wenjue, just afraid that there was some sinister intentions, and secretly rushed to the General's Mansion early the next morning, only to tell Dao Wenjue the original end of the matter.

Yun Cheng secretly regretted that he really didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out, he didn't calculate it, but he didn't calculate it, but the problem appeared in a mere painter, a good private meeting with you and me, and the warm and sweet meeting was so completely delayed, it was really not a disappointment.

"So Chuchen didn't blame the king for destroying that Danqing?" Yun Cheng reacted that something was wrong.

It's just that it's okay that I didn't mention this stubble, I just looked at the person who was finally coaxed, and turned my back to myself and turned my face away. I couldn't help but give myself a few strokes. Look at your own mouth, it's really a pot that can't be opened!

"What's wrong with the prince? The prince has that huge world in his heart, but in the middle of heaven and earth, has there really been a place in the first dust? Dao Wenjue turned around suddenly, and his eyes were a little red.

Yun Cheng only felt that his heart was broken, and it hurt terribly.

"Chuchen wants this king to dig out this heart and show it to you, you know how much this king cares about you, it's full of you!" Yun Cheng is not good at sweet words, but he is willing to give him all the best, only to him.

"What do I want your heart for?" Dao Wenjue suddenly looked at Shang Yuncheng, and then realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and he was really taken advantage of by this person again, but he was still unsatisfied, and asked lightly.

"Isn't Chu Chenmo the one who wants this king?"