Under the lush peach forest of Pinhate Mountain, Tao Yao set a table of spicy hot and invited the God of Wealth in the world to eat.

When she really sat down, she didn't find out that something was wrong, she wanted to ask the God of Wealth to sell the hateful mountain, why didn't any of the four senior brothers object? Could it be that this Kunlun Holy Land is only allowed to be climbed by the disciples in the mountains casually, but the people outside don't care?

Or is it that Le Zhengling is different?

Thinking of this, the smile on Tao Yao's face became more and more flattering: "Brother Xiao Jun'er, you're welcome, just eat~"

This spicy tang is her research for several years, and she originally planned to coax the old master, but who knows that the master has not been able to retreat so far, but it has cheapened the God of Wealth.

However, the soup is delicious and delicious, but the taste is slightly heavy, and if you go down in one bite, not to mention that it can make people fly, it will almost fly. This conclusion is not that she boasted, but that Hehuan and not tearfully certified, and Tong Su was not deceived.

Le Zhengling glanced at the red and glamorous soup, shook the peach blossom wine in his hand, and shook his head with a smile: "Wine is enough."

"Brother Xiao Jun'er, don't you look down on the table I prepared?"

"Definitely. I've only been living in grain for a thousand years, and I'm not used to tasting grains."

No taste.

Tao Yao sighed as she scooped up a piece of fish meat, put it in her mouth and chewed it, her mouth was full of oil, and she couldn't hide her satisfaction and said, "I can do the same, but I'm really not interested in this kind of masochistic practice."

"Masochism?"

Her realm, where do ordinary people understand? Inevitably offended the God of Wealth, some words are up to the point.

"Brother Xiao Jun'er, how about my self-brewed peach blossom wine?"

"It's good, it's just a little sour."

These words immediately made Tao Yao unhappy.

"Sour? Where is the sour?"

Le Zhengling raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the large snow, and while sipping wine proudly, he said quite comfortably: "Little apprentice, I am a piano player, so I know the love of all things best. Your wine is like the music of a musician's fingertips, and if the pianist's heart is sad, then the music of his fingertips is all sorrow."

Tao Yao dropped her chopsticks and snatched the wine cup from Le Zheng Lingjun's hand: "If you like to drink or not, who has to invite you to drink!"

「……」

"What kind of wine I brew is sour, it's obvious that your own wine is more sorrowful, but my wine is not good, it's really shameless."

Le Zhengling, who was robbed of the wine, was stunned at first, then laughed, and bowed his hand to Taoyao: "Okay, okay, it's all my brother, my brother apologizes to you here."

In addition to being generous and rich, this man also has a good character.

He is not young, but he is willing to let her kick his nose in the face, and he has no bad habit of relying on the old and selling the old, and he is a pleasing old man.

She handed the wine cup back to Le Zheng Lingjun.

As soon as Le Zhengling got back the wine cup, for fear that she would snatch it back again, he immediately drank it all, and muttered while smashing his mouth: "Good wine, good wine~"

He is the one who says that the wine is sour, and he likes to drink it, which is really interesting.

"If you like it, I'll give you ten jars in a moment."

"Really?"

"Nonsense."

Under the peach tree in front of the fairy gate, the peach blossom brew she buried, there are no hundred altars, I am afraid that there are ninety-nine, and ten altars are given away, what is there to be reluctant to?

Besides, a moderate investment in the God of Wealth is to obtain a more generous return, and the happier the God of Wealth, the more refreshing it will be when he scatters his wealth in the future.

When the wine enters the bowels, it is inevitable that three points of melancholy will be born.

Le Zhengling blurred his eyes and sighed at the desolation of a mountain: "I haven't come to hate the mountain for hundreds of years, and I still feel lonely when I come back."

"Brother Xiao Jun'er has been to Hate Mountain?"

"I've been here a lot."

Often?

This word is quite unusual, because even if it is the four leaders of the Tu Yu Palace, they dare not say that they can often come to the hatred mountain, why is Le Zhengling?

Sensing Tao Yao's curiosity, Le Zhengling asked, "Think it's strange?"

"Hmm."

Le Zhengling's jaw was slightly raised, and he pointed to his face with a slight complacency: "How?"

"Huh?"

"How's it looking?!"

「……」

The God of Wealth asked so, Tao Yao naturally had to answer well, she looked up and down and looked at it, if you put aside the temperament, Le Zheng Lingjun's appearance can only be Shang Ke, which is not handsome, but it is also stronger than many people.

However, since the God of Wealth dared to ask questions, he obviously had extraordinary confidence in himself.

"Joon!"

"Isn't that right?!" The jaw of the praised Lezheng Lingjun was raised higher, like a big rooster courting, "The bloodline of our Lezheng family is naturally not ordinary."

"Ahem." Stinky and shameless.

Wait, what do you mean by our Lezheng family?

Tao Yao instantly fell into shock: "Didn't you say that my family's master's surname is Lezheng?"

Le Zhengling's face showed disdain: "Otherwise? He's a big living person, and naturally he is also raised by his father's mother, so he can't just pop out of a crack in the stone, right?"

"......" No wonder he can call his senior brother by his name, and the co-author Le Zhengling is Kunlun's mother's family!" Brother Xiao Jun'er is the son and nephew of Shizun?"

"Ahem-" Le Zhengling coughed up a sip of wine when Tao Yao asked, and he almost jumped up to clarify, "I'm his brother, his own brother with the same father and mother!"

「……」

She didn't know what to say.

First of all, I felt that the appearance of the two brothers was so different, where did Le Zhenglingjun have the confidence to think that his appearance was worthy of the blood of the Le Zheng family?

But then, she thought that maybe the two brothers were not only different in appearance, but also in IQ.

She is the apprentice of her family's immortals, according to her seniority, she should call Le Zhengling Jun a master, but this God of Wealth happily accepted the title of "Brother Xiao Jun'er", and he didn't care that he was demoted by a generation inexplicably.

Isn't there something wrong with this act, what is it?

That's it, if there is nothing wrong with him, how can he give her the jade pendant that is related to the financial power of the Le Zheng family as a meeting gift as soon as they meet?

However, why did she feel that the jade pendant had become a little hot?

Thinking that she would marry Shangxian in the future, everything in the Le Zheng family would be equal to everything in her family, how could she squander it casually?

Tao Yao held his forehead and let out a long sigh.

"Isn't the little apprentice unable to stand the loneliness of this mountain?"

"Huh? Oh yes, I can't stand it." She can't stand it, but she can't do it, who told her family that the fairy likes to abuse herself, even if she doesn't like it, she can only accompany him to abuse.

Le Zhenglingjun smiled slightly: "In the past, he didn't like loneliness at all."

"Huh?"

"I think when he wasn't an immortal on the scene, he also loved to go to the world to mess around. The first time I bumped into him in the world, he sat in a teahouse and listened to people sing a little song."

Saying that, Le Zhengling winked his eyebrows at Tao Yao: "Little apprentice, do you know what it was like when I saw him secretly reading the script for the first time?

is obviously in front of people, always holding a cold face, but secretly reading crazy men and women behind people's backs, the gap between them is really not comparable to outsiders."

Outsiders may not know, but she knows it clearly.

After all, the Yiren have passed away, and the words in Jing Zui are still there.

Thinking of this, Tao Yao poured a sip of peach blossom wine.

Le Zhengling was thoughtful, and asked cheaply, "So the little apprentice's peach blossom wine is full of sourness, is it because the little apprentice knows that Xichen likes to read books because of someone?"

Meow, even if it is the God of Wealth in the world, she wants to beat him hard.

But Le Zhengling knew that she was unhappy, and she had to open which pot to mention, so she only heard him sigh faintly: "Unknowingly, the Northern Immortal Monarch who wrote the script has been gone for a thousand years."

"......" If the eyes can kill, Tao Yao will definitely give this thing a knife.

Le Zheng Lingjun still laughed stupidly, he blinked, and asked playfully, "Little apprentice, did you say that the Northern Immortal Monarch really died?"

"Huh?"

The heart instantly swung to the bottom, and Tao Yao's face also sank together.

She couldn't help but wonder, if she raised her knife against Le Zhengling, would the immortal who was in retreat in her family immediately go out of the customs to save his own brother?

"Ahaha...... Le Zhengling suddenly laughed, "Little apprentice, you are really interesting."

"......" This is teasing her like a cat!

"Anla, Anla~" Le Zhengling waved his hand, "The Northern Immortal Monarch is dead, and it is a thorough death, which does not prevent you from calculating my brother at all."

Tao Yao didn't want to talk anymore, she simply buried her head and ate wildly with Malatang, otherwise, she would not have killed Le Zheng Lingjun, but at least beat him to the point that her parents couldn't recognize him.

Before I knew it, a pot of peach blossom stuffed wine was drunk, and a table of spicy tang was also eaten. The slightly drunk Le Zhengling raised a pair of misty eyes, and said with a little regret, "It's a pity that Xichen is not here."

Tao Yao, who is full of food and drink, is ready to take revenge.

"Brother Xiao Jun'er, aren't you a brother demon?"

"Huh?"

Tao Yao nodded to herself, and reached out to pat Le Zheng Lingjun's shoulder, revealing an expression that I fully understood: "It's not that my brother has a crush on my brother, I'm not a mediocre person, and I won't discriminate against you."

「……」

Tell him to tease her, is she so good at teasing?

Le Zhengling shook his head, and finally gave in and said, "You little apprentice, you really don't want to suffer. But I don't think about him because I want him."

"Or else?"

Le Zhengling took out a sheet of music from his sleeve and handed it to Tao Yao: "Recently, I have been inspired by occasional inspiration and composed a song, I wanted to meet again this time and play it for him to appreciate, but I didn't know that he was in retreat."

Tao Yao flipped through it casually, but she recognized the music score, but she couldn't recognize the music score: "It's good?"

"It's a proud work."

Tao Yao was noncommittal.

She has seen too many braggarts, for example, when she first wrote online articles, she also felt that her works were ancient masterpieces, but they were actually worthless.

Le Zheng Lingjun suddenly said with great interest: "Little apprentice, Xichen is not here, I'll play it to you, okay?"

"I don't care, don't dislike playing the piano to the cow, it's done."

Le Zhengling smiled: "I don't know how to make wine, but I know that the little apprentice's wine is full of sadness, and I think that the little apprentice doesn't understand the rhythm, but he can also understand the love and hate I hide in the piano score."

Love and hate? Does he think he is a famous actress in Tsing Yi?

But it doesn't matter, someone is willing to relieve her fatigue, why should she refuse people?

"Please."

Le Zhengling couldn't hear Tao Yao as a restaurant singer, he conjured a guqin with a dignified expression, and then raised the piano to his knees, and played it flutteringly as soon as he raised his hand.

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