big master, big liar

The few days before Song Xuan returned to the capital, he lived in a calm and leisurely way.The main reason for this was probably Ji Yunxi, who had been teasing him all the time, and was finally entangled in many affairs.

It was the eve of the new king's accession to the throne, and Ji Yunxi ran away without a trace, and someone had to deal with the huge backlog of things.Ji Yunxi is reluctant to give up and miss him in every possible way, but still doesn't have much time to spend by Song Xuan's side.

On the contrary, Song Xuanlue was slightly relieved, and had time to meet Fang Qiutang.

Song Xuan was sitting on the top of the restaurant, and saw Fang Qiutang's figure from a long distance away, he still had the same appearance and stature, but his manner was different from the past, his gestures were very arrogant, unlike the poor and mean fox in the past Same day.

But it was still Fang Qiutang.

As soon as Fang Qiutang opened the door and came in, Song Xuan laughed at him first: "Where did you come from rich? Don't blind my eyes."

Fang Qiutang snorted: "Where did you come from, a poor Taoist priest, don't dirty my clothes."

As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing.

Song Xuan also laughed and poured him a glass of wine: "Boss Fang, don't come here without any problems."

Fang Qiutang punched him directly: "Are you still sour? You don't even pass a single letter. If it wasn't for the news from Mr. Fu, I wouldn't even know that you have returned to Sifang City, and now you have been fooled back by that Ji Yunxi kid. .”

"What the hell kind of friend are you?"

Song Xuan deliberately joked: "Isn't this afraid of delaying your old official career? Now that I have become a big boss, it's not easy for me to come to the door to fight the autumn wind, right?"

Fang Qiutang kicked him again: "You are getting more and more sour——"

As soon as this kick landed, there was a sound of "嗤—", a gust of wind came, and a white animal shadow had already rushed in front of his eyes, and was carried back by Song Xuan with one hand.

"Second dog, don't make trouble." Song Xuan rubbed the dog.

Fang Qiutang took a closer look, and it turned out to be Ergou. He had seen it a few times over the years, and although he had grown tall and strong, he always looked listless. Now that Song Xuan came back, he was alive and kicking again. Circle around his calf.

"Why did you bring it out too?" Fang Qiutang couldn't help sighing when she saw the two dogs wagging their heads and tails and circling Song Xuan having fun. "Usually, it's quite majestic when you look at it. How can you be so stupid?"

Song Xuan threw down a piece of jerky, watched Ergou grab it, wagged his tail flatteringly, and replied with a smile: "I left him alone for so long, and I just saw him, so he's not very clingy. Don't take it with you." It, I can't even get out the door."

"This is the difference between a dog and a cat," Fang Qiutang narrowed his eyes, staring at Ergou with a thoughtful expression on his face. "You leave the dog behind for six years, and when you come back, it will still lick you. If you leave the cat behind, let alone six years, it will give you a hard paw."

Song Xuan looked at him strangely: "Have you raised a cat?"

Fang Qiutang shook his head and sighed, "It's much more troublesome than a cat."

Only then did the two talk about the changes over the years.

Song Xuan was still the same, cheated and deceived, making his home all over the world, living a life of poverty, but ended up in a chic and comfortable life.

Fang Qiutang was going to be much more dangerous in the capital. He agreed to Ji Yunxi's internal response on the deposed prince's side. He was suspected several times, and finally gave the prince a fatal blow at a critical moment.

Now everyone thinks that the boss of the other party is reining in the precipice, and finally stands on Ji Yunxi's side, but they don't think that he is the nail that Ji Yunxi planted earlier, and in the end he is seeking benevolence and deserving benevolence, and all these years of hard work have not been wasted.

If we really want to talk about the experience of the past few years, even Fang Qiutang feels that it is dangerous, if he is not careful, he will lose his life.

The so-called seeking wealth and wealth is nothing more than that.

Song Xuan was fascinated by what he heard, and asked casually: "Then the conflict between you and Ji Ni was also intentional?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Fang Qiutang couldn't help frowning: "What? Has this matter spread outside?"

"Not only that," Song Xuan laughed. "You two are fighting like dragons and tigers, I'm afraid you even have to write a script."

"This group of storytellers just eat and have nothing to do. They are smarter than a dog's nose." Fang Qiutang said after cursing. "That kid Ji Ni, really fucked up with me."

Song Xuan was really a little surprised this time, he knew what Ji Ni was thinking about Fang Qiutang, how could he sincerely be an enemy of Fang Qiutang?

Fang Qiutang rubbed his nose: "I won't say anything about this matter anyway... I'm sorry for him, but this kid still holds grudges, and he won't let go of the bigger things...Damn it."

"Forget it, let's not mention that bastard." Fang Qiutang said a few words intermittently, then felt irritable, waved his hand in the air, and poured himself a large glass of wine. "Talk about being happy."

"You kid came back after six years of wandering around, and you are going to be promoted." Fang Qiutang laughed when he said this, his fox eyes were extremely malicious. "I've heard it all, it's the national teacher—"

Song Xuan had a bitter smile on his face: "This is about fate."

Looking at his expression, Fang Qiutang knew that he didn't come to the pole just like a few years ago: "What? It's your good brother again?"

"No, you can't call it that way now, you should be called the Holy One in a few days." Fang Qiutang said this, but instead of being respectful, he sneered. "Song Xuan, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he is more than one rank higher than Ji Yunyi."

"I, Fang Qiutang, have never convinced anyone, but if you talk about cruelty, then he is this." Fang Qiutang said, giving a thumbs up.

I don't know what Fang Qiutang has experienced in Shengjing. He is somewhat familiar and convinced of Ji Yunxi, but he is afraid and disgusted.

Song Xuan also knew in his heart that Ji Yunxi's throne was not picked for nothing, and he probably knew how many stories Ji Yunxi didn't mention in the middle, so he could only sigh in a low voice: "I know."

"You know you dare to come back?" Fang Qiutang glared at him. "Song Xuan, do you think you left because he was willing to let go? It was because the late emperor was alive and he couldn't keep you. Now—"

"Now he needs me," Song Xuan answered his words lightly. "Qiutang, I made an agreement with him for six years. After six years, we have to make another plan, but now he needs me."

Fang Qiutang stared at him for a while, then let out a sigh of relief: "Song Xuan, you deserve to be pestered by him, this is your evil obstacle."

Song Xuan brought some vegetables for him, and said with a smile: "Let's just treat it as it is."

Fang Qiutang snorted: "You just wait, before he ascended the throne, there was another bloody storm."

Song Xuan froze slightly: "How do you say this?"

"He wants you to be a national teacher, so he will definitely sweep away all stumbling blocks for you." Fang Qiutang's expression was complicated. "Just wait, the grown-ups in the court only know how ruthless he is, but they don't know how ruthless he is. After this time, they will know."

Whatever Ji Yunxi wanted to accomplish, he had to do it, and make the opponents regret it.