Home.

Bai Zhixuan is no longer in the way, and she has returned to her former calm.

Ji Shuchen carried a broom and swept the floor with a sigh.

Ji Caiyan nested in the house, tossing and turning over and over to win the experience card.

Ji Caiyan folded it, no matter how strong it was, he couldn't break the card.

Burning and slashing can't leave half a trace on the white take-off experience card.

Even the fat tiger Xiao Zhu Zhu couldn't bite it.

Ji Caiyan grabbed the experience card and moved his wrist suddenly.

The card came out of his hand, and with a muffled sound, the card completely sank into the earthen wall.

It's a surprise weapon.

Ji Caiyan didn't put the experience card into the space, mainly because he was afraid that the dog system would detect the scene in the space.

The experience card was only the size of a card, and Ji Caiyan put it directly into his purse.

Take it with you at all times.

"Ding-"

"Detect that the gifted person is close to the waste wood village, please host Jiang Zhaodi seize the opportunity to gain the trust of the talented, and there is also a chance to obtain luck points."

Ji Caiyan heard the prompt sound of the dog system.

Probably because Ji Caiyan praised the dog system well today, and the voice of the dog system is no longer an electronic sound without any emotional waves.

With a hint of activity.

Is it Master Shang Li, or Song Wenqing?

There are only these two people who are called gifted by the system.

Ji Caiyan subconsciously got up, raised his feet and walked towards the door.

In her hand, she unconsciously played with the two ancient coins given to her by Master Shang Li, and the ancient coins were turning rapidly between her white fingers.

It's like life.

Fat Tiger and Little Zhu Zhu jumped on Ji Caiyan's shoulders, and Ji Caiyan directly received the two little beasts into the space.

Let them use their control to harvest the crops.

As soon as I left the house, I saw Song Wenqing coming in this direction from a distance.

Dressed in blue, he has a good posture and a clear face.

The sunlight shallow sprinkled on his body, making Song Wenqing more and more gentle and sunny.

Even the champion of the three yuan, good color.

Ji Caiyan stood in place, quietly watching Song Wenqing approach.

The two tacitly didn't speak, but they both knew that the other party was waiting for them.

"Minister Song Wenqing, I have seen the county lord of Caiyan."

Song Wenqing performed a standard courtier bow.

"Lord Song, it's really enough to abide by the rules."

Ji Caiyan opened his mouth faintly.

On the surface, she is no longer the county lord, and with Song Wenqing's status, she ignores her, and no one picks on her.

"Xiaoyan, rules are rules, and they can't be transgressed."

Song Wenqing smiled gently, and when he called the word Xiaoyan, he was as gentle as when he read the county lord.

Unconsciously took two steps closer to Ji Caiyan.

The two were very close to each other.

Ji Caiyan could smell the smell of incense on Song Wenqing's clothes, which was a faint smell of lotus flowers.

It is also the incense that Ji Caiyan likes to use.

Occasionally, the breeze came, and the corners of Ji Caiyan's clothes and Song Wenqing's clothes were entangled.

At this distance, it seems that the two are not innocent.

At this time, Song Wenqing was unruly again.

"Ahem, why is Zhuang Yuanlang here?"

Ji Caiyan coughed lightly, looked at Song Wenqing's elegant face, and did not retreat in the end.

Who suffers is not certain!

"Ji Leqin's feet are good, it is said that she will come to Waste Wood Village tomorrow."

Song Wenqing even said Ji Leqin's name by name and surname, and he didn't even add the word county lord.

and the "rules" when facing Ji Caiyan, it is different again.

"Oh, Lord Song just came to talk about this?"

Ji Caiyan tilted his head and looked at Song Wenqing with a wink.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and pulled back the corner of his clothes that he had floated on Song Wenqing's clothes.

"By the way, check out the relief food."

Song Wenqing pursed his thin lips and lowered his eyes to look at Ji Caiyan, who was close at hand.

There is tenderness in the eyes that cannot be dissolved.

"I've received relief food, it's pretty good, Lord Song is a good official."

Ji Caiyan's fingers flew, and the two ancient coins in his hand jumped back and forth.

Song Wenqing's gaze also fell on Ji Caiyan's hand, and his eyes paused slightly.

"This is congratulations to Xiaoyan, apprentice to Shang Li."

Song Wenqing took out something wrapped in a brocade from his arms.

The right hand holds the Jinpa, and the left hand slowly opens.

It is a crystal clear cicada, carved from the finest mutton fat jade, lifelike.

Ji Caiyan also noticed that on Song Wenqing's left hand, which was quickly withdrawn, there were traces of scratches from a carving knife.

Was it carved by Song Wenqing himself?

Lianzhong Sanyuan's reader, not only is he not a nerd, he knows martial arts, but he can also carve?

"Then thank you, Lord Song!"

Ji Caiyan smiled slightly, and generously accepted the jade cicada in Song Wenqing's hand.

Between the interlaced fingers, Ji Caiyan heard the heartbeat of the two.

They all jumped hard.

Song Wenqing quietly watched Ji Caiyan take the jade cicada away, with a doting smile on his face.

In a trance.

It's back to the summer when I was a kid.

The sound of cicadas chirps in your ears.

"On the day Uncle Emperor came to Waste Wood Village, Lord Song stayed at the entrance of Waste Wood Village for a long time, why?"

Ji Caiyan looked at the jade cicada, and suddenly remembered that Song Wenqing was hiding in a tree that day.

Although he didn't see the hidden Song Wenqing with his own eyes, he always felt that Song Wenqing, like a cicada, stayed in the tree.

"I don't worry about the county lord, and it's inconvenient to show up, so I can only hide in the tree and take a look."

Song Wenqing exudes an elegant atmosphere, and he is also gentle when he speaks.

People will inexplicably believe his words.

What Ji Caiyan didn't know was that on that day, the dark lines of the Song family moved.

If it really happens uncontrollably, the county lord will be humiliated, even if it is just reprimanded by the great prince.

The great prince of the Great Yan Dynasty can only be forty-two years old.

"Oh."

Ji Caiyan responded softly, playing with the jade cicada with one hand and the ancient money with the other.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

Song Wenqing and Ji Caiyan quietly watched the sunset for a while and left.

Disaster relief isn't over yet.

Ji Caiyan watched Song Wenqing leave, and he was in no mood to watch the sunset.

I took out some silk thread from the space and went straight to my yard.

"Dad, weave me a rope to wear a jade pendant."

Ji Caiyan gave Ji Shuchen several colored threads.

Ji Caiyan is the third generation of the East Palace Emperor, and he has studied piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since he was a child, and martial arts and the Four Books and Five Classics have also been arranged.

Knitting things is not her forte.

It can be said that not at all.

Ji Shuchen is different.

Ji Shuchen didn't know it when he was a child, but later chased Bai Zhixuan and learned everything.

"What kind of jade pendant do you want to match?"

Ji Shuchen sorted out the threads that Ji Caiyan stuffed over his brain, and picked the white threads with great interest.

This kind of is suitable for his daughter, the little girl's family, good-looking!

Ji Shuchen's fingers were more flexible than Ji Caiyan's, and the line was extremely smooth in his hands.

"This!"

Ji Caiyan took out the jade cicada, held it in his hand, and asked Ji Shuchen to weave a suitable rope.

"Well, it's a pretty good jade cicada, it's a good piece of jade, and it's well carved."

Ji Shuchen glanced at it and began to weave the rope.

(End of chapter)