Read so.

Ye Changqing glanced at Yan Tianshan, who was immersed in tea, with an understatement.

He knows it deeply.

These teas are all grown and processed and fried by themselves, which is naturally not as good as the tributes of some large places.

And Yan Bingxin had already said last time that she was from the imperial capital of the Great Yan Ancient Kingdom.

So.

In Ye Changqing's opinion, the words of the people he met during this time were also some polite words against his will.

If nothing else.

The real purpose of their trip is related to his calligraphy and painting.

As for Yan Bingxin.

Ye Changqing is just an absolute girl, it seems that the last time she lived here for a few days, she had already become a little fan sister of his.

Of course.

Ye Changqing saw these in his eyes, but he didn't take them to heart.

It's true that your own tea isn't a good tea, and that's a fact.

But.

He thinks that his calligraphy, paintings, chess and piano skills, in such a world of cultivating immortals, is definitely top-notch in the industry.

Thereupon.

After adding a little tea to the three of Changxuan, he asked with a smile, "Everyone, can any of you play chess?"

Smell.

Chang Xuan Zhenren just smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Xu Zhitian was stunned, shook his head and said: "The chess path is extremely mysterious, I have more than enough heart but not enough strength!"

Then.

Yan Tianshan gently put down the teacup, glanced at Xu Zhitian and Changxuan Zhenren, and smiled confidently: "Mr. Ye, I know a little bit about chess, I don't know if I can accompany you in the next game?"

Know a little bit about it?

It seems to be humbling.

Mr. Ye got up and looked at Yan Tianshan and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then let's play the next game, but no one has played chess with me for a long time." ”

Let's talk about it.

Ye Changqing spared the tea tray and walked straight towards the bottom of the willow tree.

Subsequently.

Yan Tianshan smiled at Xu Zhitian and Changxuan Zhenren and nodded, then got up and left with Ye Changqing.

The corners of Changxuan Zhenren's mouth curled slightly, and then he turned to Xu Zhitian and quietly asked, "Brother Xu, do you think Brother Yan can fight with Mr. Ye a few hands?"

Xu Zhitian shook his head and smiled, and responded: "Mr. Ye's attainments in chess are inferior to Nangong's predecessors, so in the old man's opinion, winning the situation is completely unsuccessful, as for how many hands he can match, it's hard to say." ”

Changxuan Zhenren nodded approvingly.

"Well, let's go check it out. ”

"By the way, Brother He, is this tea brewed by the Enlightenment Leaf?"

"It's good that you know, but here in Mr. Ye, try not to be too pompous, and try not to disgust his old man. ”

"The old man understood. ”

"Let's go, let's go watch chess. ”

"Wait a minute, let the old man finish this little sip. ”

“......”

Afterwards.

Changxuan Zhenren and Xu Zhitian got up one after another and came to the bottom of the willow tree to watch the game between Ye Changqing and Yan Tianshan.

Results.

So they didn't expect it to be.

Yan Tianshan fell like a fly at first, but when the sixth son fell.

The whole person's body shook, and the aura emanating from his body began to be chaotic.

And.

His face was pale, cold sweat was like pulp on his forehead, and his eyes were fixed on the chessboard.

It seems to have sensed something.

Changxuan Zhenren and Xu Zhitian couldn't help but change their faces slightly.

And Ye Changqing, who was sitting opposite Yan Tianshan, had a calm expression, and there was not much expression on his face.

That's it.

It's almost past the time of the small half-pillar incense.

Seeing that Yan Tianshan never meant to fall, Ye Changqing couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and then looked at Yan Bingxin on the side.

"Miss Yan, have you made any progress in playing chess recently?"

Ye Changqing asked.

Yan Bingxin smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, the chess path is extremely profound, and Bingxin is still studying hard. ”

Although Yan Bingxin said so, in fact, after returning to the imperial capital, she has been studying chess hard.

And.

She thinks that after the last time she played chess with Ye Changqing, she has made rapid progress in chess during this time.

But at this moment.

When facing Ye Changqing, she was inevitably timid.

Therefore.

She could only politely refuse.

Ye Changqing nodded, and then his gaze shifted.

He looked at Changxuan Zhenren and Xu Zhitian, and asked with a smile: "By the way, I almost forgot, did you come here today for something?"

Smell.

Changxuan Zhenren Changxuan Zhenren took the lead in speaking: "Mr. Ye, I recently got an ancient pen, last time I came in a hurry, I didn't bring any greeting gifts, and I specially came to the door today to give gifts." ”

Read so.

Changxuan Zhenren's mind moved, took out a strip-shaped brocade box from his sleeve, and stepped forward and handed it to Ye Changqing with both hands.

Ye Changqing looked at Changxuan Zhenren, who looked respectful, took the brocade box casually, and opened it.

Really.

A pen barrel made of special metal materials, with delicate patterns engraved on it, and the pen head is also very unusual ancient pen, which catches the eye.

I have to say.

It was the first time Ye Changqing had seen such a well-made brush.

"This pen is very good. ”

Ye Changqing looked at it roughly and smiled with satisfaction: "Old He, you really have a heart." ”

"The "Taixuan Changqing Picture" that Mr. gave me last time can be described as a magnificent masterpiece, unparalleled in the world, compared with this pen, it is simply a drop in the bucket. ”

Changxuan Zhenren exhaled quietly, and finally let go of his hanging heart, so he smiled so happily.

Looked at.

Xu Zhitian on the side couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

I knew that Mr. Ye liked this ancient treasure so much, and he had to snatch this ancient treasure even if he had been working with He Changxuan before.

Merely.

Now that this unparalleled Mr. Ye is in front of him, how dare he be presumptuous?

Come to think of it.

Xu Zhitian could only swallow his anger.

Hesitate for a moment.

"Mr. Ye, I came to visit today, I have a small gift here, and I invite you to take a look. ”

Seeing Ye Changqing put the ancient pen back into the brocade box and put it away.

Xu Zhitian quietly took out the brocade box containing the purple black ink ingot from the ring, handed it to Ye Changqing with both hands, and said so.

Smell.

Ye Changqing couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

This newcomer is really sensible.

The first time I came to the door, I even brought a gift.

Not bad!

Not bad!

Ye Changqing smiled, and then reached out to take the brocade box.

After he opened the brocade box, a faint ink fragrance came to his face.

At the same time.

An ink ingot with a purple sheen came into view.

Ye Changqing's face changed slightly, and a ray of essence flashed in his long and narrow eyes.

To know.

In that world, Ye Changqing was born in a scholarly family, so he naturally knew something about ink ingots.

And this ink ingot, just from the faint aroma and this color, is enough to explain its own value.

And.

I have to say.

He was now short of such a good ink ingot.

"It's definitely a good ingot. ”

Ye Changqing's face showed a hint of joy, then he looked up at Xu Zhitian and said with a smile: "In this way, whatever calligraphy or painting you want, just ask." ”

Ye Changqing's words came out.

Changxuan Zhenren and Xu Zhitian's faces changed slightly, and they couldn't help but tremble.

Then.

Yan Bingxin smiled gently: "Mr. Ye, I also brought a gift this time. ”