Chapter 11: 16 + 17

Chapter 11 16+17
I always feel that my master should have failed.
Seeing Tao Eryi's face gloomy, I couldn't bear to step forward and hold his hand, and slowly touch the back of his hand to comfort him: "Big Brother Tao, Sage Yun, food and color. I can't sex, you let me eat Just a little bit. I don't have much demand, as long as it is the same as the sweeping Fu Bo."
Tao Er sighed, held my hand back, and muttered: "It's not this..."
I wondered: "Otherwise, what else is there?"
Tao Er's face changed slightly, and he didn't go on. He turned to look at Yan Wu and asked, "How is her body recovered?"
Yan Wu said: "The recovery is in good condition, but I still have to avoid it." It may be that he saw my pleading, he finally relaxed and said: "Occasionally, it is okay to eat some meaty fish..."
Yan Wu, Yan Wu, I really love him!
I cheered and rushed forward and kissed him on the cheek. He was hit by me on the back of the chair, frowning with pain, and holding my waist with both hands and pushing out. "Go go, you smell strange!"
Hey, he would be embarrassed too?
Listening to Yan Wu's words, Tao Er finally gave his favor. "Well, I will add a little chicken every three days, but you can't steal it anymore."
"Yes!" I stood upright, swearing excitedly. "Master, I swear to God, I will never steal unjust chickens..."
"Okay!" Tao Er interrupted me with a wave of his hand. "If you swear to be useful, you will not know how long you will be reborn."
I leaned up with my face shyly, and cuddled against his shoulders, "Don't say that, I swear sincerely, but I can't keep it..."
He pinched his eyebrows, glanced at me, and turned his head reluctantly, shaking his head and sighing.
I saw the tiredness between his eyebrows and his heart twitched again, and I just felt I couldn't help him. What is the difference between him running around for a living every day and me running around for a little chicken? We are all striving for the same goal! All of a sudden, I felt the same, and I was so sad that I dragged his hand and said, "You have been out for so long, and now you should be tired too. Go back to the house and have a rest. Call you at dinner."
He seemed to smile with relief, "No, I'll make an appointment later, you can eat dinner by yourself."
Hearing what he said, I felt even more sad. "Men and women?"
Tao Er raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "When talking about business, it is not a man or a woman. Is there a difference?"
Thinking of Mo Wei's broken sleeve, I was taken aback, and shook my head: "It makes no difference..."
Chen's national wind is open, Minyue is especially, Luocheng is at the border of the two countries, which is a neutral zone. Although breaking sleeves is not a common occurrence, it is by no means new.
The sons in my family are too good, I not only guard against women but also against men.
Being a master is so hard, I really want to hide them all!
"Tao Er, you don't have to work so hard. What's the use of making so much money? Just enough to spend."
Yan Wu sneered and interjected: "Just your medicine jar, there is not enough money. The Ganoderma lucidum that you threw away after eating half of it yesterday has a market value of two hundred taels, and it may not be available."
I broke into a cold sweat when I heard it. It turns out that there is no essential difference between me and Tang San. He didn't realize the value of antiques. He thought it was just a bottle. I didn't realize the value of medicinal materials. He thought it was just a grass...
Tao Er, Tao Er, you are so hard and wronged...
I touched his head, kissed him on the cheek for comfort, and then said the question hidden in my heart. "Tao Er, do I owe people a lot of money?"
Tao Er was taken aback, and asked: "Why do you think so?"
"That Fang Xiaohouye..." I said slowly, carefully observing his face, "I have been looking for me, do I owe him money?"
Tao Er's face really changed when I mentioned Lord Fang Xiaohou, "Who told you?"
"I guessed it myself."
Tao Er rubbed my face-some meat has grown recently, and it feels good, "Don't think about it, let us solve this matter."
"I didn't owe him money?" My fox questioned.
Tao Er smiled helplessly: "I have to say that, it should be their family who owes you."
I don't quite believe this. Whoever owes me, I still can't remember his eighteen lives. But Tao Er obviously didn't want to say it anymore. The meaning he revealed was also obvious. I did have a relationship with Fang Xiaohou. As for the specific relationship, he didn't want me to know, and he didn't want me to intervene. I was embarrassed. In fact, he could tell me that according to my temperament, it is probably too lazy to care about it.
But why didn't he tell me? Why why why?
I moved back to Shen Yuan thoughtfully, thinking that there was still a master in the room to deal with, I immediately didn't have the thoughts of waiting for people. After correcting the expression on my face, I squeezed a smile into the garden and saw the master sitting on the small round stool by the stone table with his cheek in one hand, while the other white hand holding the black chess piece unconsciously hit the board. Tap it all at once.
I'm so rare, it's rare to see in a hundred years, the master seems to have something unspeakable? Why is it so frowning that my eyes move slightly and I didn't even notice when I walked behind him?
"Master." I stared at his facial expression and yelled softly. His eyelashes trembled, and when he looked back, he saw me, with a faint smile, he took me into his arms and said: " came back."
It's amazing. The master didn't scold me. He must have told Tao Er about stealing silver. Tao Er had trained me. He could still smile and hug me?
I hugged the master's slender waist, and suddenly found that I couldn't guess the master's thoughts, and suddenly felt a little depressed. The master found that I was suddenly sinking and lowered my head and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you angry outside?"
I glanced up at him, then hurriedly lowered my head, and said in a low voice: "Master, don't you scold me?" You see, people are just sordid.
The master was stunned for a moment, and then raised his face slightly, "You know that you should be scolded. What's the use if I don't say it?"
I am embarrassed when he said that, and turned my hands around his neck, and said with a smile: "Master, don't say that, I won't dare next time."
This is too much to say, no one believed, the master didn't care, he sighed softly, and shook his head helplessly. "You..."
Seeing that I had escaped, I asked hurriedly: "Master, did you encounter something in Qi Zhai?"
The master loves to play chess, but the other four masters in the mansion are all martial arts, and no one can play against him. He only occasionally goes to Qizhai to compete with others. In Qizhai, there are mostly seven old men. I feel relieved.
"There is nothing wrong with Qi Zhai." The master paused, hooked the corner of his mouth, and smiled: "It's a letter from Mo Wei, saying that he will be in Los Angeles in a few days."
Fortune Wushuang comes, misfortune never comes singly!
Another bolt from the blue!
Speaking of Mo Wei, I can’t help but smash a silver tooth. If it weren’t for him to be a stalk, I would have lived with my master, and how could I escape from the imperial capital, accidentally plucking flowers and plants, and a loss forever Merry people...
Mo Wei is the master's brother, who is three years older than the master. I want to call him uncle, but I really can't say it. I guess he won't be blessed. When the master first arrived in the imperial capital, he had already worked in Taichang Temple. He was a Pi Li Yangqiu, and he was not a good person. The master did not benefit him at all, but instead took care of him a lot of trouble. This person came to see the master in three days. At first, I didn't take it seriously. Later, when I went to the street and heard people say that Mo Wei had a broken sleeve, he was ambiguous with a certain official in the DPRK, and often appeared in Zhilan Pavilion, my face turned green.
At that time, the master was a flower of Zhilan Yushu. He was upright in his official uniform, but he looked like a soft willow in casual clothes. Then Mo Wei himself was not enough to cut his sleeves. Which one is unbearable! Since inquiring about this matter, I have been concerned about it. Mo Wei came again, and I opened the door to let go of the wolf without saying anything!
But ah, but, I forgot that the old man said that 800 years ago, wolves and dogs were close together! Mo Wei this dog thing, two pieces of meat instigated the big ash and the small ash to rebel. They were a family of wolf dogs, and I was the only one withered in the wind, and since then lost my two wolves.
The wolf is indeed unreliable.
The master often said that Mo Wei knew five hundred years before and five hundred years later. He was so knowledgeable that no one in the world could match it, but he had no intention of showing off. He just wanted to spend his life in the cold department and wait for death.
I couldn't help but turned my head and took a puck. He didn't intend to show off. Who was holding the outstanding young officials in the DPRK all day to show their palms? Obviously take the opportunity to wipe oil!
I don't know if he has ever seen palmistry with the master. Whenever I think of this, my heart feels as uncomfortable as being scratched by a cat's paw. I wish I could slap Mo Wei's dog to death.
After finally coming to this remote Los Angeles city, it's rare to not see his owing smiling face again. Didn't you think he was coming? I am depressed, I am annoyed, I pull my hair, I hold the master and grind my teeth.
"Master, what is he doing?" I was depressed.
The master was silent for a long time before saying, "It was played by the doctor Han Xin, and it was relegated to the county magistrate here."
I am happy in my heart: That! Han Xin, who entered Beijing a few years earlier than his master, was on the same list as Mo Wei. He was also a beautiful boy who moved the capital in the past. Mo Wei has been pestering people to look at his palms, but Han Xin had a fiancée, even if he didn’t. She broke a sleeve with him, so he didn't give him a good face. Now Mo Wei must have let Han Xin get the handle, and took the opportunity to demote him as far as he can. Unfortunately, Luocheng is the place where the emperor is the highest.
I'm depressed again. Could it be that Mo Weiming knew that Master was here and deliberately came here?
Holding the master's sleeve, I whimpered and said sadly: "Master, can you not let him come..."
The master smiled and touched my head, "Yu'er is really naughty, Mo Wei is not a bad person."
Yes, he is not a bad guy, just too good to be obvious!
I slandered unhappily, twisted my face and frowned. The master always said Mo Wei's kind words. If it weren't for this, how could I misunderstand their mutual affection at the beginning? I was nothing but cannon fodder.
I was sulking on my own, but the master didn't come to comfort me. He left me and went into the house alone. I heard the sound of turning boxes and cabinets in the house in the courtyard, and after all I couldn't help but crawl in.
"Master, what are you looking for?" I squatted curiously and asked.
"Books." The master said without looking back, "Mo Wei said that he wanted to understand the customs and customs of this place and asked me to find some books for him. I remember seeing a few books a while ago... Ah, I found it." The master said. From the bottom of the box, I was taken aback by a "major" that was deadly enough to throw.
The master flicked the writing a few times and put the book in a prominent position on the shelf. He seemed to think of something, and turned his head and said to me: "The county government has been out of water during the New Year. It has not been repaired yet. Mo Wei may be in our house. Stay here for a few days." He said with a solemn tone, and said with a hint of warning: "You must not tease him anymore."
With two tears in my mouth, I lowered my head to my finger: "Master, he is obviously bullying..."
The imperial woman has been out of the cabinet at the age of sixteen. I am a prime minister's direct disciple. I am a prime minister. I am not bad at all. In terms of appearance, I am also a flower in ten miles and eight villages. No one cares about it. Instead of pitying me, Mo Wei shook his fan. He laughed and said, "You are not as good as me on this point. You don't want a man, but I do have a man!"
At that time, I jumped three feet high, and the folding fan in my hand slammed his head directly, knocking him out of the crown. Because of this, the master left me in the cold for three days, making me gritted his teeth. This is not the only thing, anyway, for ten years in the imperial capital, I did not suffer because of him, of course I did not let him suffer, but I can bear all these things, and what I can’t stand is that the master repeatedly ignored me because of him. Adding up, it must have been three or two months. After thinking about it this way, my heart is broken, holding it out like dumpling filling...
This depression, it was time for dinner, as usual, it was thick tea and light rice, which made me feel a little bit more depressed.
Tang San broke in while we were eating. We used to eat with the whole family, but because of the uninvited guest Fang Xiaohou, we now each have three meals in the garden.
Tang San's expression was not very good-looking, so he sat in front of me and asked, "What's the matter with you and Master Fang Xiaohou?"
I took a look at his eyes-the posture of Xingshi to ask sin, cautiously probing, I took another look at the master-Yun Danfengqing's disguise, curious and melancholy guesses. It seems that I still don't worry...
Put down the bowls and chopsticks, I don't hide the tucked ones, as a family, is it interesting to arrange those moths? "Since you have come to ask me, San'er, then I will not hide it from you, but you have to tell the master honestly that you, you..." I turned my head and stared at the master, "Is there something to hide from the master?"
Tang San was startled for a moment, and the master looked away a little unnaturally.
I sighed and said leisurely: "We are all a family. What can't we say if we are a family? You know, sir, if I have nothing to do, I will inevitably love doing nothing. Driven by this curiosity, I am afraid I can do it. Something that hurts the relatives and the enemies..."
"Yu'er, don't use idioms, don't use colloquialisms." The master interrupted me unbearably.
I glanced at him wounded, and then said: "I tell you how I met Xiaohou, you tell me, how about the relationship between me and Xiaohou Fang?"
Tang San gritted his teeth, reached out and pinched my face. "Master, have you grown up? Bargaining?"
I giggled.
Tang San said bitterly: "You guys, if people are reasoning with you, you will be a hooligan; if people are playing a hooligan with you, you will be reasonable."
My thief smiled and said, "San'er, what do you mean by saying that you are playing a hooligan with me?"
Tang San's speech was delayed, but he couldn't talk about me, he could only stare at me.
The master took a sip of tea and said lightly: "It's okay to tell you, but you have to say it first."
Tang San was startled when he heard the words, and looked at the master in disbelief. "Grand Prince..."
The master smiled at him and nodded.
I vaguely felt that there was a fraud in my heart, but the master would not lie to me. I was sure of this, so I assured the first meeting between me and Fang Xiaohou from the truth, and the two of them were stunned.
"You mean...you went to the men's bathroom and was bumped by him..." Tang San said slowly, word by word, like a child learning to talk.
I defended: "Where did I know he would come in suddenly? Don't worry, he didn't see anything!"
Tang San gritted his teeth, looking like he could pinch me to death.
I turned my head to look at the master expectantly. "Master, it's your turn to answer."
The master's reaction was not as fierce as Tang San, but the smile in his eyes was still slightly reduced.
"You have nothing to do with Fang Xiaohou."