"Oh, Uncle Fang is polite," Hong Xiaobao hurriedly got up and helped Fang Xinghan sit down first, and then threw out a real olive branch.

As soon as this olive branch came out, everyone knew that Fang Xinghan was afraid that he would not be able to run, even if he faced the peerless divine weapon of the Golden Mountain and Silver Mountain in front of him, he would definitely not be able to run, and he would definitely not hesitate at all.

Because Hong Xiaobao said: "Uncle Fang, my characters have never been good-looking, so I can't write the mold font of movable type printing." You are the head of the Holy Son Academy, this handwriting is naturally excellent, it is not as good as the font of this mold, Uncle Fang, you are responsible for customizing, how about it? You must agree to this! Otherwise, I will not be able to find someone else......

After saying this, Fang Xinghan's expression instantly became like this: O__O\"

Excited! My heart was pounding, and I almost jumped out of my throat!

The mold of movable type printing, you want me to write it myself?!This and this...... I'm afraid that this movable type printing technology will be passed down through the ages, doesn't that mean that as long as it is mentioned incidentally, the font is provided by Fang Xinghan, and our name can be passed on forever?

When it comes to Fang Xinghan's position, the things in the world are almost not attractive to him. But on the contrary, this fame that can be passed down through the ages is definitely one of the things that attracts him the most! Even the other people present are extremely envious.

Who wouldn't want to live through the ages?!

So Fang Xinghan's voice trembled: "Xiao...... Xiaobao, what you just said, but it's true?!"

"Really, of course it's true," Hong Xiaobao nodded indifferently: "My words are too ugly, so I have to come Uncle Fang!"

For just a moment, Fang Xinghan felt that how to look at Hong Xiaobao's eyes, this trip to Lying Chiyun was really the right one, such a good thing, if he didn't come, he wouldn't regret it for the rest of his life?

Even Zuo Shixian, who was on the side, hurriedly got up and said congratulations: "Congratulations to the master, your handwriting has always been praised by everyone, you must not shirk this matter!"

"Don't shirk, don't shirk!" Fang Xinghan didn't know what to do: "That, Xiaobao, then let's start? How big a font do you need, what style, just say! Fang Mou has been practicing calligraphy for more than 50 years, and he is still quite confident at this point!"

Nonsense, if the words of the Holy Son School Palace are not good-looking, then I am afraid that no one's words in this world are good-looking.

Hong Xiaobao nodded with a smile and said, "Well, it's about the size of a fingernail, well, by the way, in the future, in this Jianghu event report, I will help Uncle Fang to promote it well, just say that this is your font, and give the Holy Son School Palace a little more momentum!"

As soon as he finished saying this, Fang Xinghan instantly rippled! His face turned red, and the top of his head was about to smoke......

Businessmen seek profit, and people in the rivers and lakes seek fame. Now that the opportunity to live forever is in front of him, Fang Xinghan is still in the mood to drink, so he immediately confessed and went back to prepare for movable type printing.

Since Fang Xinghan, the head of the Holy Son Academy, had left, there was naturally no need for the others to continue eating, and they immediately went back to their respective residences.

At night.

Hong Xiaobao and Yun Caixiao walked on the Yong Road in the palace, surrounded by rockeries and flowing water, insects chirping, the bright moon hanging high in the sky, starlight, and a gentle breeze blowing, comfortable and comfortable.

Hong Xiaobao and Yun Caixiao grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and many things don't need to be said too carefully, just walking slowly, which is a bit of an artistic conception after dusk.

Soon arrived at a huge artificial lake in the palace, Hong Xiaobao pulled Yun Cai Xiao into the central pavilion and sat down, Yun Cai Xiao lowered his head, looked at the high-heeled boots on his feet, and took a breath gently.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Hong Xiaobao smiled: "Are you worried that Lei Yin Pavilion will find trouble in the future?"

"Well," Yun Caixiao said softly, "After all, Lei Yin Pavilion is one of the six orthodox, I have been there for so long, I know very well how powerful he is. Xiaobao, you said before that the Haomeng you want to build will catch up with their strength within three years, I'm afraid it's ......"

It turns out that Sister Caixiao is worried about this.

"It doesn't matter," Hong Xiaobao leaned on the pillar of the pavilion, looked at the stars in the sky, and said with a smile: "Since you were a child, has your little brother Bao ever talked big?"

Yun Caixiao thought about it carefully, then shook his head and smiled sweetly: "This has never happened." Brother Xiaobao, are you really sure?" Under the starlight, the clouds and Xiao's skin are better than snow and delicate, and even Hong Xiaobao, who has seen the world, only feels dazzling.

Pretty!

"Haha, of course," Hong Xiaobao took a hard breath of the cool air at night, and said with a smile: "Your little brother Bao has his own hills and valleys in his heart, Sister Caixiao, to be honest, you were able to quit the Lei Yin Pavilion for me before, which was somewhat unexpected to me." ”

Hearing Hong Xiaobao mention this matter, Yun Caixiao's mood also improved a lot, and said, "Ah, does Brother Xiaobao have something that can't be calculated?"

"yes, I didn't expect such a development. Hong Xiaobao nodded and said, "Asking what the world is like, it only makes people promise life and death." Sister Caixiao, you can do this for me, and your little brother Bao is not a blind fool, how can he be indifferent? Don't worry, you have lowered your cultivation, even if I use money to pile you up in the future, I will have to pile you up. Isn't it just a Lei Yin Pavilion, to be honest, I really didn't pay attention to it. The world is so big, I'll take you to see it when the time comes. As long as I'm here, I'm sure I can't make you wronged. ”

"Ask what is the situation in the world, only let people promise life and death......" Yun Caixiao muttered these two lines of poetry, and a pair of water-like eyes sparkled: "Brother Xiaobao, why does everything you say casually sound so charming?"

"What's this?" Hong Xiaobao grinned and said, "I'm a person who has seen the world, so this kind of thing will naturally come when I open my mouth." ”

Speaking of which, Hong Xiaobao looked up at the starry sky, and the appearance of his previous life appeared in his mind.

I've been here for 18 years, and I don't know if my parents are doing well? Well, it shouldn't be bad, they are so powerful, a little bit better than me, it should be no problem.

Thinking of this, Hong Xiaobao shook his head again and smiled. I just don't know why I was kicked into this world, alas......

Seeing that Hong Xiaobao obviously had some unusual feelings in his eyes, Yun Caixiao gently took out the jade flute he carried with him and said, "Brother Xiaobao, I'll play a tune for you." ”

"Well, okay," Hong Xiaobao nodded.

Soon, the sound of the flute sounded. The voice was tactful, with a little sadness, as if it was a trace of fear and anticipation for an uncertain future.

Following the sound of the flute, Hong Xiaobao also snorted softly: "Whoever laughs at the beauty and prestige, how to match if you have no heart." The bell rings crisply, the lights between the curtains are faint, you and I are the most natural pair......"