Luo Feng's eyes narrowed, his thumb moved, and the sword body popped out half an inch, flashing cold.

Fan Jiujin's face changed, his fists were clenched subconsciously, and he was eager to try. Knowing that Luo Feng's martial arts were powerful, he had long wanted to weigh which program he was so powerful.

"Who will pay if you smash it?"

Shen Bikong got up indifferently and looked around Gu Ping's study, people are stupid, but they have a very good eye for collecting things, they are all valuable goods, and when they are emptied here, Gu Ping will probably be very distressed.

Fan Jiujin coughed lightly, let go of his fist, and said with a smile: "It's not bad to eat tea once in a while." "In the future, some of the things here will be owned by the East Town Fusi, and it's a pity that they are broken.

Luo Feng lowered his eyelids, and the long sword was unsheathed, hiding the edge.

"Please!"

Shen Bikong walked out of Gu Ping's study with Bai Jue's support, and the sunlight sprinkled on his body through the lush leaves in the courtyard, forming a mottled light and shadow. Fan Jiujin, who was following behind, squinted his eyes, as if he had seen the strangest scene in the world, that weak figure, half in the sun, half in the eternal night.

"Gu Gongzi...... What did you say to Gu San? ”

Gu Sanye is a useless fool, Xu Meng, who was born in a big Chu family, is the most arrogant, even Gu Ping, a knighted Chang'an Bo, he can't look down on him, let alone Gu San. There is no hole card, where does Gu San have the face to invite Xu Meng, Fan Jiujin is particularly interested in this hole card, in fact, he is more interested in where Gu Jiqian got the hole card, and handed it over to Gu San generously, don't think he doesn't know, before Gu Sanye left the house, Shen Bikong asked the children around him to find Gu San.

Of course, Gu San is just a waste of dim sum, he is still hesitating and wandering there after getting the hole cards, Fan Jiujin can't look past it, and directly orders his subordinates to "escort" Gu San out of the house.

Shen Bikong smiled back and didn't answer.

Fan Jiujin pinched his nose and secretly scolded "demon", so he didn't ask.

Bai Jue's skills in making tea are quite good, although Shen Bikong can't drink tea, and he doesn't need to be proficient in the tea ceremony, but Bai Jue firmly believes that in order to let others know that his son-in-law is unique, he can't rely on his mouth, but by doing. Speaking of it, others only have your surname Wang Mingpo, and only when you can take it out of your hand can you convince others, so he has always taken the seven things of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea as the basic cultivation of the child.

When Shen Bikong knew that this boy still had this heart, he laughed so much that his stomach cramped, there are a few people who can train such a high self-demanding boy, and it is a shame that he met him, none of these seven theories are scared, not to mention how proficient he is, it is enough to train a little boy by asking himself.

One can teach, the other is willing to learn, so the pair of masters and servants responded to that sentence, Wang Ba and Mung Bean, eye to eye. It's a pity that Fan Jiujin is a civilian, and he has no background in his bones, so he learned to read and write after entering the Fusi of Dongzhen, and distanced himself from Bai Ding. So no matter how good the tea Bai Jue makes, it enters his mouth, and it is also a cow chewing peonies and blinding the child.

The hospitality place is still under the rose trellis, but at this time the fragrance is exhausted, leaving a wall of thick green, still diligently shading the people sitting under the trellis.

"I salute Lord Fan."

According to the tea instead of wine, Shen Bikong raised the tea cup, of course, what he had in his cup was white water mixed with a hundred flowers.

"Don't dare to be." Fan Jiujin waved his hand and politely took a sip of tea, although the tea tasted very good, but when he met someone who didn't know how to taste, he only ended up lacking four words of interest.

Shen Bikong stretched out his hand and held it up, but didn't let Fan Jiujin put down the teacup, but still said: "Deserve it, my lamp, I respect Lord Fan's promotion and fortune, and the future is immeasurable." ”

Although it is easy for military attachés to be promoted, but the fourth-grade officials in their twenties still hold real power in their hands, and they do not have a noble family background, it is extremely rare to look at the five countries, and the four words young and promising are crowned on Fan Jiujin's head, which is definitely deserved.

"Ouch, what Gu Gongzi said, this cup really can't be drunk." Fan Jiujin smiled, drank the tea in one gulp, and then twitched his face, eating tea was like swallowing coptis water. People who are accustomed to eating meat and drinking wine really can't get used to drinking this bitter and tasteless tea.

Bai Jue glared at him, his mouth pursed, and he only regretted in his heart that when he made tea, he didn't really add a handful of coptis to Fan Jiujin's tea.

Lord Qianhu naturally didn't notice Tong'er's mood, put down the empty teacup, and then smiled: "It's all the blessing of Gu Gongzi, and the courtesy should be reciprocated." After speaking, he didn't see Bai Jue moving, he raised the corner of his eye, and squinted at Tong'er.

"Little brother, what are you stunned about, it's full!"

Bai Jue: "......"

Fuck you, uncle! scolded and scolded, but his hands were honest, and he filled the empty teacup with tea.

Shen Bikong was not polite, and naturally accepted Fan Jiujin's respect. Then, there was silence under the roses, only the rustle of the wind blowing the branches and leaves, mixed with three or two bird cries from nowhere, like a heavenly sound.

After a full column of incense, Fan Jiujin smiled bitterly and arched his hand: "Gu Gongzi, please say anything clearly." But he couldn't bear it anymore and opened his mouth first. The first to speak out is weak, and psychologically loses.

Shen Bikong smiled slightly, raised his eyes and said, "Master Fan still needs to practice more to cultivate his qi." ”

Compared with a civilian-born martial artist, well, even if he bullies the weak with the strong, he will not be martial.

Fan Jiujin almost wanted to roll his eyes, but looking at Shen Bikong's smiling expression, he forcibly suppressed this impulse again, and any rude action in front of this demon seemed to be a blasphemy.

"Gu Gongzi, Fan has admitted defeat, don't make me happy. Ming people don't say dark words, let's get straight to the point, we can't just let me eat this bitter tea. ”

"Master Fan is straightforward." Shen Bikong smiled, lightly tapped the stone table twice with his fingertips, and pondered for a moment before he said, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of asking, what is Lord Fan's ambition?" ”

Fan Jiujin never expected him to ask such a question, and was stunned for a long time before he blinked his eyes and grinned: "Naturally, it is to be promoted and make a fortune." "Otherwise, he is a good citizen, why would he go to Dongzhen Fusi to live that day of licking blood with a knife.

"How many officials are promoted and how much wealth do you have to be considered complacent?" Shen Bikong's eyes burned.

Fan Jiujin's eyes flashed, and he said slowly: "The official is a good grade, rich and rivals the country, and there is no one in this world who does not want it." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the light in his eyes gradually converged, and in the depths of his eyes, they turned into two flames called ambition.

"Okay, big ambitions." Shen Bikong stroked his palms and smiled, he liked the young man who was as clear as the bright moon the most, and the second favorite was the capable and ambitious person, the former could entertain him, and the latter could help him.

Fan Jiujin looked at him thoughtfully, his eyes became obscure, and he asked rhetorically, "I don't know what Gu Gongzi's ambition is?" ”

"Guess?" Shen Bikong smiled sideways, his pale and transparent skin was flushed with a hint of redness at this time, like a glow dyeing the blue sky, and it was brilliant.

Damn, wicked!

Fan Jiujin was dazzled by this glow, couldn't help but curse secretly, turned his face away, grabbed the teapot, raised his head and grunted, then rolled his sleeves and wiped his mouth, and said indignantly: "Since we met, Gu Gongzi has been close to Fan, and the person who is pictured will not be a Gu Ping." ”

At first, Fan Jiujin really thought that Shen Bikong just wanted to kill Gu Ping, so he deliberately got close to him, but as the contact grew, he slowly realized that this Gu family was not in Shen Bikong's eyes at all, fiddling with the Gu family was like a cat and mouse, either revenge or fun.

So the question is, since it is not revenge, what is the purpose of this demon?

Shen Bikong was amused by Fan Jiujin's expression, and after a while, he smiled: "I see that in this world, weeds and wild vines are all over the place, making it difficult for Lianggu to grow, and if you want to burn out a fertile soil, there is only a little fire to burn the plain." ”

Ambition is a flame, Fan Jiujin has no shortage of ambition, whether he can become a flame depends on how he chooses.

Although Fan Jiujin is talented, this metaphor can still hear a little meaning, and the meaning of the solicitation is clear, the whole person was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "You are teasing Lao Tzu!" ”

What is solicitation? The powerful are called solicitation, this demon...... Although he is very demonic, in terms of status, he is just a side branch of a nouveau riche, and he is still a white body, and in front of him, a five-grade military attaché, he can't match the powerful and powerful. Why did he solicit, what is even more ridiculous is that he is still recruiting people from Dongzhen Fusi.

There are people in this world who dare to dig the corner of Dongzhen Fusi? It's ridiculous! But Fan Jiujin couldn't laugh, facing Shen Bikong's gaze, deep as the sea, vast as the sky, he only felt a palpitation, as if the person opposite gave a major choice that would affect his life.

"I will stay in Yecheng for ten days, Lord Fan may wish to think about it, even if it can't be decided for a while, it doesn't matter, let's come to a long time!"

After speaking, Shen Bikong picked up the teacup, but didn't drink it, only brushed the heat on it, and then put it down. This is what it means to serve tea to guests.

Fan Jiujin also thought that he was going to talk for a long time and put out all kinds of benefits to tempt people, solicitation, what is it called solicitation if he doesn't give benefits, where did he expect that Shen Bikong's fart benefits were not given, so he chased people away, and was stunned for a long time before he arched his hand, got up and left, took two steps, suddenly turned around, and said in a deep voice: "Where is Gu Gongzi's confidence?" ”

A white body, why recruit him, a five-grade military attaché. Fan Jiujin thought about it, and felt that this was not Shen Bikong himself soliciting people, but acting for others, he asked the confidence, in fact, he asked the people behind Shen Bikong.

"You want to know?"

Shen Bikong smiled again, good question, if he asked, it means that his heart is moved, this is his chance.

"Ten days later, you bring someone to Fuchun Villa, and I will give you another credit to help you rise to the top."

Fan Jiujin snapped his teeth, didn't promise to go or not, but asked again, "Why me?" ”

In this world, there are many people who want to sell him, but the person in front of him is the first, perhaps, and the last one to recruit him. Dongzhen Fusi is powerful, but they have a bad reputation, and there are more people who look down on them than those who fear them.

Shen Bikong's eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were shining, and he showed a sincere smile.

"Because...... I like you! ”

it! Fan Jiujin fell under his feet and almost fell, but there was a rockery next to him, and he held on to it before he really fell. Regardless of embarrassment, he hurriedly waved his hand as a farewell, and when he left, his steps were slightly disorderly, and the most striking thing was that his ears were red.

Shen Bikong couldn't help laughing.

"Childe ......" Bai Jue's aggrieved voice sounded faintly beside him, "The next time you flirt with someone, can you have a higher taste?" ”

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Shen Bikong: "......"