big master, big liar

On the outskirts of Shengjing, the peach blossoms are in full bloom. There are girls holding up their skirts and walking in groups laughing in the forest. Young men are reciting poems, but they can’t help but look for a picture in the glowing peach blossoms. face.

There are many vendors under the peach tree, selling cakes and drinks made of peach blossoms, or cosmetics and hairpins, as well as calligraphy, painting and poetry. In this mountain full of peach blossoms, it seems that everything is dyed with this scorching color.

As for Song Xuan and Fang Qiutang, they can't write poems and lyrics, they can't play the piano and paint, and they don't have much interest in peeking at girls. The two big men walked side by side, each more absent-minded than the other.

Song Xuan was restless, he knew that Ji Yunxi still had official duties during the day, so it would take him some time to come over, but for some reason, he was still thinking about it.

Fang Qiutang is even simpler, he has been thinking all the way, talking about business with Song Xuan: "This Peach Blossom Festival is still not large-scale, I thought about it a few years ago, it should have a relationship with the government, see Can you let me take care of this matter, create some atmosphere, rent out these stalls in a unified plan, and cover all the catering, entertainment, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling on the street..."

Song Xuan was pretending to be troubled, but when he heard this question, he couldn't help but look at him, and said mockingly: "Aren't you afraid that you have fallen into Qian's eyes?"

"You don't make money, you bastard." Fang Qiutang looked like a treacherous businessman. "Didn't we set up a stall at the Peach Blossom Festival back then? You even calculated marriages for people, and you forgot so soon?"

As he spoke, he walked to a jewelry stall and laughed: "I also resold these gadgets back then."

This is true.

There are not many peach blossoms in Sifang City, but it is also lively with the trend. It is just a temple fair. Song Xuan and Fang Qiutang used to make extra money here when they were very poor.

Song Xuan couldn't help but smile when he thought about it.

Just as he was talking, Fang Qiutang picked up a jade pendant from the stall.

The jade pendant is not worth much, it is made of peach blossom jade, it is delicate and soft pink, only the carving is fairly delicate, but after all, it is something for a little girl to wear and play with, it is not worth any money, let alone Boss Fang's Eye.

But he just stared at it for a while.

Song Xuan was a little curious: "When did you play with jade?"

Fang Qiutang has always liked gold and silver, and has no interest in jade, let alone peach blossom jade which is not very valuable.

Fang Qiutang asked the boss, "How much is your jade pendant?"

Before the boss could speak, he suddenly heard a slow voice from the side: "50 taels, I want it."

50 taels, which is probably more than enough to cover the entire stall.

Fang Qiutang frowned, just thinking about whose family's prodigal son, when he raised his head, he met a pair of cool peach eyes.

Quarterly nitrate.

As the so-called Yuanjia Road is narrow, Song Xuan has never seen Ji Ni when he came back. Now that he saw it, he really admired him for three days. After six years, Ji Ni, the peacock, has become more and more flamboyant.

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be Boss Ji." Fang Qiutang sneered, and touched his lips, his words seemed to be poisoned. "No wonder my right eyelid twitched when I went out today. It was because I met a bastard when I went out."

Ji Ni's complexion did not change, and he smiled affectionately: "Boss Fang is well, Brother Song is well."

Song Xuan nodded slightly in return, not intending to get involved in the mess between the two.

At this time, the vendor who set up the stall was the first to come back to his senses, he was dazed by the pie that fell from the sky, he hurriedly picked up the jade pendant, put it in the box, and offered it to Ji Ni with both hands: "This Son..."

"Wait," Fang Qiutang stretched out his hand to press the box, pointed his chin at Ji Ni: "Some people think they can buy anything with money just because they are rich?"

At this time, people around seemed to have recognized Fang Ji and the other two, and they were watching and pointing in whispers.

Fang Qiutang's nostrils turned upside down more and more: "What? Am I wrong? Do you really think being rich is a big deal?"

What he said was simple and provocative, and people around him cheered faintly.

Ji Nitao squinted her eyes, and smiled brightly: "Boss Fang's lesson is, I don't know how Boss Fang plans to get this jade pendant back?"

Fang Qiutang looked at the boss and coughed, "...I'll pay 100 taels."

Song Xuan heard the boos around him, and couldn't help but laugh at these two enemies.

Don't look at Fang Qiutang's wealth, but usually he is very stingy, and he can spend this 100 taels of silver to argue with Ji Ni, it can be seen that he is indeed not pleasing to the eye.

But I heard Ji Ni say slowly: "Two hundred—"

Fang Qiutang glared at him, and sneered: "150 taels, I won't pay any more, just treat it as if I bought a dog."

Ji Ni's pupils suddenly shrank.

150 taels was the price at which Fang Qiutang bought the seasoning salt back then.

His 200 taels of silver did not come out after all.

Fang Qiutang seemed to get angry, he really threw the bank note, picked up the jade pendant, turned his head and ran away.

Ji Ni hesitated for a moment, looked at the bank notes on the booth, nodded to Song Xuan, and hurried away.

Song Xuan sighed for a while, he only heard that the two of them were in a stalemate, now that they saw each other, even he was not sure whether the two were destined for love or evil.

The two protagonists disappeared, and the passers-by who were watching gradually dispersed. Song Xuan stood there alone, looking a little lonely.

He turned his head to leave, but suddenly his eyes went dark.

Someone covered his eyes and whispered in his ear, "Did brother miss me?"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Shouldn't you let me guess who you are?"

The man snorted softly, and there was a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone: "Guess what, you can only wait for me."

"Stop messing around, Axi." Song Xuan still called out his name, pulled his hand down, and turned his head to meet that gorgeous smiling face.

"Didn't Zhu Yang follow?" Seeing that he was the only one beside him, Song Xuan couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"I'll let them stay away." Ji Yunxi approached Song Xuan calmly, watching him quietly: "I want to stay alone with you for a while."

Song Xuan found that his anxiety while waiting had dissipated under Ji Yunxi's gaze.Turning into this mountain-like beauty, it made his whole heart brighten up.