The cool breeze sneaked into the night, and a drizzle fell in Qingyun County.

The rain in June was quiet and meticulous, and there was no sound of it, so that the corners of the pavilions were covered with water droplets.

After warming up with wine, Chen Liujia no longer wore a coat.

It is said that people are drunk and talkative, Fang Aotian wanted to take advantage of the strength of the wine to extract what was written in the letter from Chen Liujia's mouth, but the man who was already blushing said "I don't know" and firmly blocked himself on the wine table. The man didn't care about Fang Aotian's disappointment, and even raised his glass to invite him, talking about the strange things in Qingyun County in the past few years.

There was a cup to drink, and Fang Aotian's mouth was not so good.

Chen Liujia didn't seem to see Fang Aotian's depressed expression, and said with a smile: "Immortal Master Fang, the question you asked, Chen has answered it truthfully, and it is not an exaggeration for Chen to ask Immortal Master Fang a question now." ”

Fang Aotian turned around, watched the drizzle confluence pouring into the pavilion and lake, and nodded.

Chen Liujia shook off the smell of wine on his body, refreshed his senses, and said with emotion: "The day before yesterday, I stayed in the Chen Mansion to prevent him from returning to Qingyun Sect, why did Immortal Master Fang speak out to stop him? Chen is just an ordinary man, and he doesn't understand the importance of the Immortal Sect to the Immortal Master, but the Immortal Master is also a human being, and he will also die, Fang Cheng, this child, has been taken care of by my mother since the death of his parents, more or less, he is already half of my Chen family, I don't want to take the life of my younger brother because of the fault of Qingyun Sect. ”

Listening to the rain in the other pavilion, Fang Aotian thought for a while and said, "So, isn't the Qingyun Sect's tax evasion groundless?"

Chen Liujia drank the wine in the cup, waiting for the pretty man's next speech.

Turning around slowly, Fang Aotian just took a sip of wine, and said softly: "Fang Cheng, to be honest, it is my little master, with my own understanding of the master's employment, the master has something to think, I should be under my command, I have to do what I can, if the master is unhappy, if it is caused by me, it doesn't matter, if it is because of some other things, then this result, you must also know." ”

Chen Liujia, who was pouring wine by himself, couldn't help but be stunned and asked, "What does Immortal Master Fang mean by this?"

Fang Aotian smiled and said, "Fang Cheng doesn't like your proposal very much, although he didn't give me anything to say, I can feel it." ”

Holding the wine jug, Chen Liujia sighed heavily, his face was full of melancholy, "I know what Immortal Master Fang said, Fang Cheng is only ten years old, a child's mind, I haven't really seen the bloody rain, and I don't know the danger there, but I, as a county official, Chen Liujia, I have seen it, I must be the same age as me Immortal Master Fang, you have also seen it, and then, Immortal Master Fang can't bear to let this young man let your little master continue to stay in Qingyun Sect?"

Fang Aotian shook his head and smiled: "Lord Chen said so much to me, it's meaningless, I'm only responsible for protecting Fang Cheng and making a decision, it's all up to Fang Cheng that kid to weigh it himself, but ah Lord Chen, my master is not as embarrassed as you think, just those few Southern Purple Mansion Immortal Masters in your house, it's okay to move the Qingyun Sect, if you want to move Fang Cheng, the poor meaning is not so much or two." ”

Chen Liujia thought about it carefully, but still couldn't think of a reason, and wondered: "Why is this?"

Fang Aotian deliberately shut up and said nothing, raised his wine glass, and poked his eyebrows in the air.

Chen Liujia immediately drank a cup.

Compared with the man's refreshment, Fang Aotian was leisurely and finished tasting the glass of Chinese wine.

Believing that his eyesight was good, Chen Liujia immediately stood up and filled the wine glass for the pretty man, "Please also ask Immortal Master Fang for guidance!"

Fang Aotian pursed his lips and said, "What I want to say is all in the wine just now, seeing Lord Chen doing it so happily, I thought I already understood what it meant." ”

Chen Liujia laughed at himself and was about to speak, but was stopped by the pretty man who stretched out his hand.

"Lord Chen still don't ask about these things, if you know too much, it's not good" Fang Aotian's face was already a little flushed.

Sitting down, Chen Liujia was a little embarrassed.

It's not good to know too much, it's just some beautiful scenes, in the final analysis, it's not because your pattern is not enough, and you didn't achieve it overnight.

Fang Aotian stared at the man in front of him, as if he had guessed what the man was thinking, and said with a smile: "Lord Chen, Lord Chen, it's not that I don't take you to play, you said that a mortal is not suitable to flow in." ”

Chen Liujia nodded and remained silent.

Fang Aotian couldn't help but shudder, and said in a silenced voice: "Lord Chen, don't act like a resentful woman!"

Chen Liujia smiled evilly, and then returned to normal.

Fang Aotian was a little unbearable, you said that if this is a woman, it is quite charming, but a big man, listening to the rain here, what kind of rules is this!

The pretty-faced man coughed dryly and began to change the topic, "Lord Chen, is that Qingyun Sect really as unbearable as you say?" ”

Chen Liujia shook his head and said in a straight voice: "The difference between Immortal Master Fang's words is the way of an official, and he pays attention to purity, honesty and integrity. Qing is the innocence of the official, does not take bribes, treats anyone equally, does not collude with the world, is honest for the official, the two sleeves are clean, do not account for a penny of the people, straight is the official integrity, do not hypocrisy and pleasing people, dare to say and do, dare to do, dare to be, Fang Xianshi's words just now, in Chen's place, can not be done. ”

Saying that, Chen Liujia also learned from the pretty man, raised his wine glass, and took a sip to himself.

The more he listened, the more he wanted to laugh, Fang Aotian said happily: "Lord Chen, you are an official three, and the first two sound like that, but this last one is an official and upright, and here in Fang, it is not good." ”

In the pavilion, the two men looked at each other, both smiling and generous.

Pushing a glass of wine, I don't know how many glasses I drank, Chen Liujia only felt that the pretty man in front of him was getting more and more pretty.

After all, the wine was intoxicating, and Chen Liujia, who drank for the second time, was overwhelmed by the strength of alcohol, lying on the stone table, and said the heartfelt words in his heart, "Immortal Master Fang, this official! I, Chen, really don't want to be an official, it's really difficult to ride a tiger, Immortal Master Fang, do you know how I came to be an official? Let me tell you, I, the official of Bapin County, was told by someone else in a word! Xin Xin's students have been tested for thousands of merits, and they are not worthy of a casual remark from others, do you say that such an official, is it still interesting for me to do it? And Immortal Master Fang, do you know what I took office for? It's just to help the person who said casually to cure this Qingyun Sect, haha, you say that I'm a dog, right? Although the Qingyun Sect is indeed evading taxes, does Immortal Master Fang know that the people in Qingyun County can only buy a special pill for the Fuhua Dynasty with their savings for half a year? Immortal Master Fang doesn't know, I, Chen Liujia, know! But so what, if the Fuhua Dynasty says that it Qingyun Sect is guilty, it has to be guilty, and it is justified and justified, and it is really convincing!"

Fang Aotian was expressionless, and said softly: "Lord Chen, you drank too much. ”

Lying on the stone table, Chen Liujia's eyes were low, and he muttered: "I, Chen Liujia, are the most sober only when I drink too much..."

The drizzle was drizzling, and the man fell asleep.

Fang Aotian got up, leaning on the pavilion pillar, stunned.

Outside the pavilion, the rain hit the plantains, leaving green tears.

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Fang Cheng sat on the ground, looking at the rain outside the carved window, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

In the past, when he sent fish, he also saw rain, but at that time, he was happy, because as soon as the rain came, he could be lazy, and the time to deliver fish could be delayed, unlike now, his face was full of worries.

Fang Cheng never felt that it was a mistake for him to come to cultivate immortals, even if the road to cultivating immortals would be very bumpy.

As it is said on the threshold of his home, he likes the fruit of diligent planting, and although it will be bitter, as long as the fruit is sweet, he is satisfied.

Or, this immortal cultivation is much better than sending fish.

The young man got up, carefully pondered in his mind what Fang Aotian said to himself when he left the mansion, and after making sure that there were no mistakes, the young man prepared to rest.

There was a knock on the door.

Fang Cheng was stunned, it's all at this point, who else will come?

Open the door, it was Hou Baojun.

There is also a special scent.

The young man scratched his head and looked at the girl suspiciously, "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

Hou Baojun smiled and said confidently: "I know that you can't sleep, and I can't sleep either, no, I secretly went to the kitchen and brought a roast chicken to be our supper!"

As she spoke, the girl deliberately lifted the food wrapped in oiled paper in her hand.

Without waiting for Fang Cheng to answer, Hou Baojun stepped into the room and put the roast chicken on the table.

Glancing at the young man at the door, Hou Baojun opened the oil paper and muttered, "What are you doing in a daze, come and eat!"

Fang Cheng pursed his lips and closed the door.

The owner of the family doesn't care, and it's not easy to say anything as a guest.

Tearing open the layers of oil paper, the fragrance of the nose comes to the face, and the roast chicken with the brown skin is exposed on the table, just a few glances, the two children salivate.

Tearing off the chicken legs on both sides, Hou Baojun handed one to Fang Cheng and bit it happily with him.

The sound of chewing kept sounding, and gradually only a pile of chicken bones remained on the table.

Fang Cheng, who was well-fed, burped, took the tea poured by Hou Baojun, like a cow drinking a stream, and dried it in one gulp.

Hou Baojun glanced at the young man beside him who didn't care about his own image, and snickered.

Fang Cheng stretched, looked at Hou Baojun, and asked, "Aren't you going back?"

Hou Baojun, who was pouring tea for himself, was immediately stunned, thought about it, and immediately said loudly: "What!

Silenced, Fang Cheng booed: "Be quiet!"

Hou Baojun snorted and poured water into his teacup.

Seeing the girl put down the teapot in her hand, Fang Cheng said, "No, this big night, you are a woman with me, it's not suitable." ”

Holding the teacup in his hand, Hou Baojun sat on the chair, shook his feet, and said leisurely: "What are you afraid of, my brother and they are all asleep, the black light is blind, and it is still raining, who would have thought that there would be moths in your child's room." ”

Fang Cheng scratched his head and sat down on the chair together.

Hou Bao sipped the astringent and bitter tea in the cup, but his heart was sweeter than honey.

The girl just wanted to speak, but outside the door of the guest room, a female voice sounded at an inopportune time.

"Yo, it's a good thing to open a small stove this night, why don't you call your master and me?"