Young Sovereign, he wants to die every day

Only then did Yan Minghuai lower his voice, "Mr. Fu was also at Yanmen when my elder brother left the customs. Then they had a fight." Di Tiansui felt cheated, "Second Master Yan, what are you doing? How could my young master hit someone with his hands?"

"Mr. Fu doesn't look like he can beat people." Pei Zhaoming also thought it was unlikely.

"Cough, it wasn't a fight, but to be precise, I was beaten up by my brother. My brother was very fierce at the time, and I haven't seen the face like that when I grow up." Yan Minghuai imitated Yan Xubai's angry look at that time expression.

After Yan Minghuai finished speaking, he motioned the three of them to restrain themselves, so that the disciples would not see that they were talking about the secrets of the clan.Everyone unanimously leaned back and returned to the previous posture.

He waved the fan in his hand, and continued: "Brother, swish, swish, and three air blades hit directly at it, cutting Mr. Fu's sleeves, and he said something to tell Mr. Fu not to come to Yanmen for the rest of his life. There is no need for the two of you to meet again in this life, or something like that."

Di Tiansui answered, "Then it sounds like the relationship between Young Master and Sect Master Yan is really bad."

Yan Minghuai neither expressed his approval nor his objection, and continued: "However, when I was a child, my elder brother often wrote to me when I was in Luozhao Mountain, and Mr. Fu was mentioned in every letter, so it doesn't look like a bad relationship. And if the relationship is not good, how can my elder brother use words like 'the scenery is beautiful' and 'Huaijin holds the jade'."

Qi Lian was also very puzzled, "So Master and Sect Master Yan used to have a good relationship?"

"Actually..." After hearing Qi Lian's words, Yan Minghuai seemed to think of something again.

Di Tiansui couldn't wait to ask: "Second Young Master Yan, what's the truth? Don't half-say your words every time."

"Actually, my elder brother went out of the customs once, and once my grandfather went to talk to him. I happened to be in the courtyard, and I heard something." Yan Minghuai was talking about the time when Yan Xubai woke up in the second year of coma.

"What is it?" Di Tiansui asked.

"I didn't hear the consequences, and I was young at the time."

"Second Master Yan, you should hurry up and say what you heard." Di Tiansui kept urging, half of his body almost lying on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Yan Minghuai glanced at the counter and saw that Duanying was still talking to the boss, so he put his head in the middle of the table, covered his face with a fan and said:

"At that time, my elder brother was in very poor health, and felt worse after the retreat than before. I heard my elder brother say through the door, 'Yan Yu's fault. Grandfather, don't go looking for someone. I also hope that I will never see him again.'"

These words are all Yan Xubai's sleepy talk during the years of coma.

"What does Sovereign Yan mean by this? Do you mean that Mr. Fu is not good?" Pei Zhaoming didn't understand.

Qi Lian understood the meaning, "I don't think it looks like it either, but it kinda does. But why did you say that you will never see each other again?"

Yan Minghuai had a smirk on his face, "Look, you don't understand. I didn't understand when I heard it at the time. Especially my brother's attitude towards Mr. Fu after he left customs is simply the same as what was written in the scriptures. Same."

"What's the same?" Di Tiansui was puzzled, and blurted out in a loud voice.

Both Qi Lian and Pei Zhaoming were taken aback by Di Tiansui's sound, and saw Yan Minghuai holding a fan to his lips, motioning Di Tiansui to lower his voice, and then said: "Mr. .”

After Yan Minghuai finished speaking, he unfolded his fan and shook his head.

"Cough-cough-!"

There was another cough, and the disciples in the hall looked back to the stairs.

It was Fu Guilan.

Yan Minghuai hurriedly fanned the wind with a fan, pretending to be nonchalant.

Fu Guilan walked over to Di Tiansui and Qi Lian, and gave orders.

"Di Tiansui, Qi Lian. I'll go out for a while, and you will take the other disciples to the room to rest later."

"Good son."

Turning around to leave, I heard Qi Lian ask: "Master, you want to go out? Sect Master Yan also went out just now..."

Fu Guilan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately said with a warm smile on his face, "Wangyun Town is different from Luoyang, I'll go to the town to have a look." Then he looked at Yan Xubai and Pei Zhaoming, "Second Master Yan, Pei Zhaoming Third son, do you want to come?"

The crowd shook their heads.

Fu Guilan strode out of the inn door.

"You said, did the master hear what we said?"

"That's hard to say. Once in a spell class, I was caught by Mr. Fu when I was talking to my second brother in the last row."

"Then you said what we just said, did my brother hear it?"

"This... Sect Master Yan lost his eyesight back then, but his hearing is not bad."

Everyone fell silent.

"Why don't you guys chat anymore?" Duanying went back to the table, watching them drinking tea in silence, without speaking.

Yan Minghuai, Di Tiansui, Qi Lian, and Pei Zhaoming didn't say a word, those who played with the cake played with the cake, those who shook the fan shook the fan, and the one who conceived the plot of the story was in high spirits.

Earlier, Yan Xubai heard chatter downstairs in the inn room, and the more he heard it, the more annoying he became, so he simply left the inn and walked on the street.

After shopping for a while, I felt much better, and found that Wangyun Town was more prosperous than when he was young.It is the evening market now, there are some hawkers on the side of the road, and the shops on the street are still open. The road is bustling, and many adults and children are shopping at the night market.

"Brother, do you want to eat ice powder~ Come and buy one. I just made osmanthus ice powder~"

"Come and take a look, take a look, the newly picked laurel."

"Osmanthus honey~ Osmanthus honey~ Fragrant and sweet~~ Little brother, don't you want to try it?"

It is autumn now, and it is the time when the laurel blooms. There is an osmanthus forest outside Wangyun Town.At this time, the people of Wangyun Town will use sweet-scented osmanthus to make various food and tea, or pick them directly to sell.

Yan Xubai walked along the street and stopped in front of a vendor selling dates stuffed with honey.

"Master, do you want to buy stuffed dates? That's all that's left in this pot. The dates are just winter dates, and they'll be off the market in a few days. We'll have to wait until next year!" The old man who sells honey stuffed dates .

Yan Xubai hesitated for a moment, in fact, he really wanted to eat it, but he was afraid that he would faint after eating it.

"Master, this stuffed jujube smells so good, why does it still smell like wine?"

A clear voice came from behind.

"Sir?" Yan Xubai exclaimed, and saw a small paper bag in his hand, which seemed to be a pastry.

Fu Guilan smiled sideways at Yan Xubai, and raised the thing in his hand, "Are you interested in eating stuffed dates?"

"This young master knows the goods. This is a candied jujube boiled with newly brewed osmanthus wine. The glutinous rice inside is the round glutinous rice produced in the south of the Yangtze River, and the honey is sweet three months. This kind of cinnamon-stuffed jujube will keep you. memorable."

Hearing the old man's boast, Fu Guilan looked at Yan Xubai with a smile, "Sect Master Yan, I want to try it, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it, can you help me share it?"

Without saying a word, the old man picked up the yellowed lotus leaves soaked in water and wrapped two servings of candied dates.Fu Guilan took it, paid the money, and walked towards the end of the street.

Yan Xubai wanted to eat, but at first he wanted to endure it, but now that Fu Guilan invited him directly, he followed Fu Guilan without even thinking about it.

The two walked along the street, looking for a place with fewer people to sit down and eat, but they turned around and found that there was no such place on this street.

Fu Guilan looked up at the sunset ginkgo tree crown above his head, and stopped, "It might be a good place up there."

The setting sun ginkgo is about three or four storeys high, with a crown of luxuriant branches and thick branches on the top.Yan Xubai also raised his head to look, and then looked at the people coming and going around, "There are so many people here, I'm afraid it will attract attention if you look up."

Fu Guilan pointed to the corner of the street, it was a dead end, but no one would go there.

The two walked to the corner of the street, pumped their energy into their veins, jumped up to the roof of the nearby shop, borrowed strength from the roof, and went directly to the canopy of the tree.After a while, Yan Xubai landed on a solid branch, raised his head and looked diagonally upwards, Fu Guilan climbed to a higher branch, that branch looked stronger.

"Sect Master Yan, why not come up? This place seems to be stronger." Fu Guilan supported the trunk with the hand holding the honey-stuffed dates, and stretched out the other hand, inviting Yan Xubai.

Yan Xubai did not refuse, and borrowed his strength to jump up to Fu Guilan's layer. As soon as one foot touched the tree trunk, Fu Guilan firmly grasped Yan Xubai's hand, and pulled it along with the momentum. Turning around, she landed beside Fu Guilan.

The trunk of the ginkgo tree swayed and shook off some leaves, which fluttered and fell on the street where people came and went.

The branches at this level are really wide, almost like a bench, surrounded by lush leaves. Sitting here, you can look up at the bright moon in the sky, and look down at the streamer of the long street.

However, from the outside, it is covered by the yellow leaves, and the scene inside cannot be seen.The two sat on the branches like this, the evening breeze was blowing, the long street was full of people, and the ginkgo was fragrant.

"Please." Fu Guilan had already opened the stuffed jujube and handed it to Yan Xubai.

Stuffed jujubes lie in lotus leaf bags one by one. The glutinous rice inside the jujubes is round and plump, and there is some thick sweet soup around the jujubes, mixed with dots of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Yan Xubai took the honey-stuffed dates, held the lotus leaf bag in his hand, pushed out one, and ate it carefully.As soon as I take it in, I feel the aroma of wine overflowing in my mouth, sweet and delicious, the jujube meat is fragrant, the glutinous rice is soft and sticky, and it is still hot just after being taken out of the pot, which is very suitable for Yan Xubai's taste.

Yan Xubai ate very politely, one by one, without rushing, and did not get the glutinous rice in soup on his face. After eating the candied dates, Yan Xubai was also polite and spit out the date pits on the lower layer of lotus leaves.

A serving of honey-stuffed dates is only five or six, and Yan Xubai ate half of them in a short while.

Although he is from Sichuan, although he also likes spicy food, he has an inexplicable love for candied dates, sugar cakes, sugar cakes and the like.

"I remember you used to like eating sweet rice dumplings." Fu Guilan said to herself, holding the lotus leaf bag in her hand, afraid that it would be cold.

"It's okay." Yan Xubai ate seriously, without saying anything else.

In fact, he really likes to eat this kind of sweet and glutinous rice dumplings. He only had a Dragon Boat Festival once in the dojo, and ended up eating a lot of sweet rice dumplings.For some reason, there were so many zongzi sent to Dulu Jian that year.