Volume 1: Fisherman's Lang Chapter 11: The Falling Flowers Are Intentional, and the Flying Fish is in the Sky
Xun Feiyu is a gentle and generous person, tall, with delicate facial features, especially those eyes, revealing a melancholy, very charming, he doesn't look like a strategist, more like a person in the rivers and lakes, his martial arts are naturally not bad, but compared to his strategy, it is not worth mentioning.
South Yan and North Xun, spread all over the world.
He is just thirty years old this year, since he met the Shepherd King of Weifu North in Yanbei Road eight years ago, he has been following his side, giving advice to Jiangnan Dao, a strategist, meeting a master who appreciates him, trusts him, and understands him, just like Maxima and Bole, life has a confidant, enough!
Besides, there is also a Yan Zhen who is both a friend and an opponent under the same roof, what a rare thing, the entire Fengtian Kingdom can collect the two of them at the same time, who else can there be besides the Shepherd?
Now he is completely accustomed to the small bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River, and the smoke and rain are cloudy.
He naturally has a brand in the three-person garden, because he is good friends with Nangong Bumiao, and the relationship with the other two garden owners is not bad.
When Falling Blossom and the archdeacon walked into Pear Blossom, he was leaning back in his chair and reading a miscellaneous book on the shelf by candlelight, and the candlelight reflected on his face with a bit of bookish atmosphere.
Sitting next to him was an old man about the same age as the archdeacon.
Zeng Xiaofan.
Also from the Zeng family, one of the eight great families of Jiangnan Province, he and the archdeacon have been good friends for many years, but they rarely see each other, because the two have chosen two completely different paths.
Pear Blossom Fall is the name of a box, and if you are not a friend of Sanrenyuan, you are not qualified to sit here.
Xun Feiyu heard the sound of pushing the door, put down the ancient book in his hand, and looked at the falling flowers with a faint smile on his face.
"What do you see, I have flowers on my face?"
I don't know why, Luohua has no resistance to his smile and eyes, and has tried to trouble him many times, but finally failed under his silent gaze, so sometimes she often feels that she is useless, but this feeling is too good, and she thinks it would be good if she was stared at like this all the time.
"If there are really flowers that are lucky enough to stay on Lin Luohua's face, I think that is also the blessing of that flower. β
Xun Feiyu carefully poured her a cup of tea while joking, and gently pushed it in front of her.
Luohua felt her face turn red again.
Zeng Xiaofan glanced at the archdeacon, and the two met their eyes for a moment, and smiled knowingly.
"Go ahead, let's go, it's rare for Uncle Zeng to meet Uncle Lin, so don't stay here with us." β
Xun Feiyu is always very considerate, so he always has a lot of friends.
When the two of them went out, Xun Feiyu sighed slightly:
"Falling flowers, Lin Bo is already very old. β
"You want to care?"
Lin Luohua suddenly felt a little resentful in her heart, and her eyes turned red in an instant.
Xun Feiyu sighed.
"Since ancient times, the rivers and lakes and the temple have not been able to really complement each other, and the shepherd's mind and courage are already rare masters, but they can't do it, so why do you have to insist on it? β
"Do you know that I have a new personal servant?"
Luohua was reluctant to talk deeply on the topic thrown by Xun Feiyu, because she understood that in a rare meeting, she and he were not particularly willing to break up unhappily, and as long as the temples and rivers and lakes were discussed, the personalities of the two could not have any peaceful results.
"Su Liu'er?"
Xun Feiyu is not surprised, since he is in charge of the rivers and lakes of Jiangnan Province, when Huang Yi took Su Liu'er into Jiangnan Province, he received a report containing everything about Su Liu'er, including those in Liusha County.
"You're always so well informed. β
"Because I'm in the light and you're in the dark, I can call on more resources that are useful to me, and the Suzaku Hall of the Black Cloud can't stand in front of the stage after all, and the Black Cloud is not all for you. β
"Come over today, I still want you to tell me in person, do my missing two bidders have anything to do with you?"
Lin Luohua stared at Xun Feiyu's eyes.
"Nope!"
"I really can't think of anyone else in Gangnam Province who can make my two standards evaporate. β
"You actually understand how deep the rivers and lakes are, it's just that the smooth sailing of the black clouds for so many years has made you all have some unconsciously arrogant. β
"Arrogance?"
Lin Luohua is like a cat with its tail stepped on.
"You know what I'm saying this for, and I always feel that the people who come out of that family are not simple, and a pregnant woman is always going to be more powerful for the child that is about to be born. β
Xun Feiyu stared at the eyes of the falling flowers.
Luohua's heart suddenly became warm, stretched lazily, and suddenly said with a smile:
"Without mentioning that, it was only by sitting across from you that I realized that I was a woman. β
"That's because I can only face you, and I'll put away what I'm really good at. β
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Zeng Xiaofan and the archdeacon sat down on a pair of stone benches under a large pear tree, and Xiao Qi'er brought them a pot of wine, two plates of side dishes, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of cooked beef, and then whispered in their ears and ran away.
Peanuts are made from small peanuts from Yinchuan Road, full of particles, slowly fried in hot oil, and sprinkled with a little white sugar.
Cooked beef is more exquisite, there is a kind of small cattle raised by Miao people in Lingnan County, a cow weighing seven or eight hundred catties can only produce about thirty or forty catties of good ribs, after more than ten kinds of traditional Chinese medicine marinated for six hours.
Zeng Xiaofan twisted a piece of cooked beef with two fingers and put it in his mouth, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.
"It's still Hong Kaitai's beef that deserves to be a must, it's really a rare delicacy. β
"I didn't expect Lao Hong, who is good at internal skills, to have such a unique job. β
The archdeacon smiled, ate a slice of beef in the same way, and then raised the wine cup in his hand and touched it with Zeng Xiaofan.
"Wuya, how long have we not seen each other?"
The archdeacon is called Lin Wuya, and the Lin family is also one of the eight families in the nine counties in the south of the Yangtze River, but there should not be many people who know his name, there should not be many people in the rivers and lakes, the Lin family has always been engaged in silk as the main business, and the accumulation of hundreds of years is estimated that the Lin family itself does not necessarily know how rich they are, but everyone knows that there is a saying: as long as there are people, there must be a silk village of the Lin family.
Lin Wuya's lineage is still the lineage of the Lin family, according to the reason, Master Lin, a person born with a golden key, should gradually master the family business step by step, but he has been naughty and active since he was a child, and he has an unspeakable hate for the digital ledger, no matter how the family coerces and seduces, he has no intention at all, but is extremely obsessed with martial arts in the rivers and lakes, and pesters the Lin family nursing home every day to learn martial arts.
And the old lady of the Lin family immediately ordered him a family affair with the right family, and wanted to use the family to bind him, but when there was only half a decade left before the wedding, our young master Lin disappeared, and only left a few big words like chicken feet on the wall:
I want to be a hero.
Mrs. Lin was so angry that she was bedridden for three months, firstly because of the meaning of this sentence, and secondly, by those words like chicken feet.
Since ancient times, the wealthy families in Jiangnan have respected the fragrance of books whether they are in business or politics, but those ugly words are like knives to pierce Mrs. Lin's heart.
Lin Wuya heard his old friend's question, and replied after a little contemplation:
"It's been at least three years. β
"Doesn't that mean that the two of them haven't met for three years?"
"When did you become such a?"
"It's good to be young, but I don't understand why there is so much trouble between them, even fools can see the love and concubine, but both of them are not happy in this matter!"
"You've really become a!"
"You don't have to make an inch!"
"I haven't seen you for three years, I just have itchy hands, I want to see if your Zeng Xiaofan's grappling hand can pinch a chicken to death!"
Two old friends put down their glasses at the same time, one pulled out a dry tobacco stick, and the other rolled up his sleeve.
Nangong Bumiao, who was standing not far away, stretched out his hand and took out ten taels of silver from his arms and put them on the stone table in front of him, and said lightly:
"I bet on Zeng Xiaofan to win!"
Hong Kaitai shook his head, and also took out ten taels of silver from his arms and put them on the table, saying:
"Although Lin Wuya is three years older than Zeng Xiaofan, on the premise of not competing with internal strength, he will definitely be able to win if he takes advantage of weapons in his moves!"
"I said two, the two of them were originally equal, I bet on them to tie within a hundred moves!"
Ma Feitian took out twenty taels of silver, and blocked ten taels of silver with each of them.
Half an hour later, Nangong Bumiao and Hong Kaitai watched Ma Feitian happily put forty taels of silver into his arms, and then saw him go straight to the two who were still discussing and mutter.
Nangong looked at Hong Kaitai badly, and the two of them got up and walked over at the same time, and they heard the three of them in the distance...... Spoils?
The key is that the little bastard of the little finch also got two taels of silver, no wonder this little bastard always made a bet with the three of them not long ago!
Zeng Xiaofan smiled and picked up a piece of beef and threw it into his mouth, and said triumphantly:
"If Nangong Buhao and Hong Kaitai can be deceived at the same time, it is estimated that there are only a few of us in this Jianghu. β
Hong Kaitai snatched the small plate on the table, poured the rest of the beef into his mouth, and said vaguely while eating:
"I'll eat enough first. β
Nangong stared at the plate of peanuts with bad eyes, and after thinking about it, forget it, this plate of peanuts definitely doesn't taste very good when eaten in one bite.
Ma Feitian said faintly:
"They are all characters with heads and faces in the rivers and lakes, how can they be naΓ―ve like children!"
After speaking, Shi Shiran walked away with his hands behind his back.
Xiao Qi'er moved a few chairs, everyone sat down again, and Ma Feitian brought two more pots of wine and four kinds of wine and dishes.
Jokes are also a spice between friends, and a bridge to continue friendship, provided that everyone has a good grasp of it.
Nangong Bumiao glanced at the pear blossom falling private room not far away, and said intentionally or unintentionally:
"I heard that Gangnam Province was not very peaceful during this time. β
Lin Wuya put the dry tobacco stick back into his waist and sighed, it was about the Black Cloud Scout, as the archdeacon of the Vermilion Bird Hall, he would not say a word more, even if everyone here was a good friend.
Hong Kaitai was reaching out to pick up a piece of pickled bamboo shoots, and said with a smile:
"There seem to be fewer and fewer people in this Jianghu who can live clearly. β
Zeng Xiaofan nodded, and said worriedly:
"Recently, I heard that there are many masters in Northwest Dao, Shunan Dao and Liaobei Dao who have infiltrated our side. β
Nangong Bumiao frowned slightly and said:
"Against the Shepherd?"
After speaking, he glanced at Lin Wuya by the way.
Lin Wuya smiled bitterly and said:
"Although the Black Cloud Scout collects any money, he still keeps in mind not to participate in temple battles. β
Hong Kaitai sighed and said:
"A good free body has to put a few sets of shackles on himself, and he also does some things that are unconscionable. β
At this moment, Xun Feiyu and Lin Luohua walked over side by side in the moonlight, and when they were seven or eight steps away, Xun Feiyu asked with a smile:
"Old-timers, what are you talking about?"
A few old foxes, you look at me, I look at you, and in the end, Ma Feitian looked at Xun Feiyu seriously and said:
"Why do you look like you have a red lip print on your forehead?"
Xun Feiyu hurriedly moved away from Luohua, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to wipe it, but the hand he had just raised stopped in mid-air awkwardly.
Lin Luohua glared at the stupid Xun Feiyu viciously with big eyes, and when she saw his embarrassed appearance, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The falling flowers smiled, and the moonlight was unpretentious.