If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

In the silence, the smile in An Le's eyes became deeper.

"My lord, you don't have to be so aggressive."

The county magistrate took a sip of tea and said leisurely, "I'm just a little curious."

An Le said dryly: "My lord is curious about so many things..."

The county magistrate glanced at him, "Why do you know the four ghosts? Why can your chess skills surpass the chess ghosts? Why do everything revolve around you?"

Anle looked down at the tea in his hand. The weather in Ding'an County has been getting cooler recently, and he can already see the mist coming out of the teacup.

"My lord," An Le looked up again, and all the emotions in his eyes disappeared, "It's just a coincidence that I and the four ghosts are old acquaintances. As for chess, what does your lord rely on to firmly believe that the four ghosts must be the best in the world?"

The magistrate was silent.

An Le covered her hands with hot tea, "These coincidences and what I said to keep me must be beneficial to the adults. I wonder if the adults believe it or not?"

"Do not believe."

"..."

The county magistrate didn't bother with these anymore, "The last question, where did you learn your martial arts?"

An Le fell silent.

"Ok?"

An Le stroked the teacup, the warmth from the cup wall reassured him.

"My lord, remember what I said about an old man named Mei who taught me how to play chess?"

"remember."

"It's also the martial arts he taught me."

The county magistrate supported his head with one hand, raised his eyebrows and said: "Then I really want to meet this strange man."

An Le narrowed his eyes, "I'll see you all the time."

"Do you have any other questions, sir?"

The magistrate took a sip of tea.

An Le got up, picked up the knife, and wanted to leave.

"and many more."

An Le turned around and said helplessly, "What else is there for, my lord?"

"Come back and finish the tea, don't waste it, this tea is very expensive."

"..."

"Why are you still sticking around?"

"……I'm coming!"

……

After drinking a whole cup of tea, An Le felt his throat was astringent and numb.

"Tea really isn't for me!"

In order to retaliate against the county magistrate's excessive frugality, An Le secretly picked up a piece of braised fish and stuffed it into his mouth while the county magistrate was not paying attention during dinner.

However, he saw that a piece of fish was missing, he saw the soup that hadn't been wiped off the corner of An Le's mouth, and he saw the magistrate who An Le thought was secretly smiling: "..."

The helpless county magistrate secretly sighed, forget it, let him go.

In short, An Le walked back to her room that used to be a utility room with a full stomach.

Because the county magistrate usually eats late for dinner, An Le always goes back to his room very late, the moon is already hanging on top of his head.

An Le touched her swollen stomach.

"Have you eaten too many steamed buns?" An Le worried that she was going to gain weight.

He picked the wick casually and walked around the table in the middle of the room a few times.

Feeling that she was almost digested, An Le wanted to put out the fire and go to sleep, but she heard the sound of fluttering wings.

As soon as the window was opened, a bird whose feathers were extremely beautiful and unique, but could not be named, flapped its wings and landed on the window sill.

An Le: "..."

Unknown bird: "Ji——"

An Le: "..."

Unknown bird: "Chichi..."

An Le: "..."

Unknown bird: "Chi Chi Chi!"

"Lost?" An Lebai touched the bird's head boredly, and found that the feathers were unexpectedly soft.

The unknown bird flapped its wings, flew up, and fluttered on An Le's face.

An Le: "... Get up!"

The bird flapped its wings a few more times, but instead of flying up, it shook Anle's feathers.

An Le: "..."

An Le unceremoniously picked up the bird and threw it towards the window.

The bird flapped its wings and circled around a few times, and finally flew away sensible.

An Le touched his face and shook off a hand of bird feathers.

An Le, who silently closed the window and vowed not to open the window or door no matter what sounds she heard, finally lay on the bed, feeling disgusted that the quilt was too thin and the weather was too cold, and fell asleep.

Facts have proved that the weather is indeed cold, and the quilt given by the servant next to the voice of the county magistrate is indeed too thin.

An Le sneezed...and woke up.

An Le blinked dimly, then turned to look at the window, it was still dark and it was still dark.

He turned his head back silently, and when he was about to sleep again, he caught sight of a black figure out of the corner of his eye.

"..."

Question: What is An Le most afraid of?

Answer: He is most afraid of no wine, no money and ghosts.

"..."

The black shadow stood motionless beside the comfort bed, because the black shadow was facing the window, the faint moonlight shone through, and the black shadow's eyes were extremely bright.

"Ghost!!!"

An Le was so frightened that she jumped up from the bed!He picked up the pillow and slapped it on Soi Ying's body!

As expected, the pillow was easily caught by the shadow.

"Sit down, what's the name of the ghost at night?"

This familiar cold voice——

"grown ups?"

"Ah."

An Le patted his chest in a daze, "It's the adults who go to other people's rooms at night to pretend to be ghosts..."

The county magistrate put down his pillow and said coldly: "I suddenly thought of something."

An Le sat down on the bed, half-closed his eyes and said helplessly: "Your Excellency, you must talk about things at night, can't you talk about it tomorrow? You have to scare me."

The county magistrate snorted coldly: "It's just that you are timid."

An Le rubbed her eyes and said, "Your Excellency, if you have something to say, just say it, I still want to sleep."

The magistrate was silent.

"grown ups?"

"Did you hear the birdsong?"

"...Your Excellency is really good at hearing. My place is thousands of miles away from your room. How can you know that the sound of birds is coming from me?"

The county magistrate said contemptuously, "You think I'm you?"

"..."

"I don't remember any birds in my house."

An Le sighed, "It's a bird, probably lost its way, it flew on my window, and made hair all over the floor."

The county magistrate lowered his head, and managed to see the feathers on the ground clearly through the moonlight. He looked disgusted and said, "Clean it up for me!"

An Le was taken aback, "Now?"

"Now."

"..."

The county magistrate turned around and left without any explanation.

Don't close the door for him yet.

"..."

Looking at the wide open door, An Le said to himself in a daze, "What the hell is he here for?"

……

Thanks to the county magistrate who pretended to be a ghost in his room in the middle of the night when he was free and boring last night, and let him stay up in the middle of the night to clean up, An Le went to have breakfast with two dark circles under his eyes.

"grown ups."

"Ok?"

"Please don't come to me in the middle of the night."

The county magistrate took a sip of tea, "It depends on the situation."

"..."

An Le silently stuffed steamed buns into her mouth.

"Do you remember the birdsong I mentioned last night?"

An Le blinked, "I remember."

"How do you feel?"

An Le said inexplicably: "I feel that your lord's house is really quiet."

The county magistrate was also puzzled, "How do you say that?"

"At night, the birdsong can be heard from such a long distance, isn't it quiet?"

The county magistrate pondered for a while and said, "You can hear the small bird chirping, which means that the surrounding area is too quiet. Then, when are you going to chirp a few times, this bird?"

An Le paused holding the hand of the steamed bun, he seemed to have grasped something in the magistrate's words.

"What does your lord mean?"

"You said that the four ghosts are not necessarily number one in the world, so shouldn't you show some of your talents that are better than the four ghosts in front of this official?"

An Le put down the half-eaten steamed bun, and the corners of his mouth that had been curled up were drawn into a line.

"What is the purpose of the adults doing this?"

"The officer has said so."

"My lord wants to use me instead of one of the four ghosts to find the sword ghost?"

"good."

For the first time, An Le boldly sarcastically said to the county magistrate: "My lord really thinks too much."

The county magistrate was not angry, and said calmly: "Then you can think of a way for me that doesn't want to be too much."

An Le raised his chin, squinted his eyes and said, "Aside from the sword ghost and the chess ghost, don't the four ghosts also have two ghosts?"

This time it was the county magistrate's turn to sneer, "Do you know where those two guys are hiding? The weird medical ghosts are all over the world, and the dismissed poetic ghosts don't know where to live in seclusion. How can I find them?"

An Le showed an inscrutable expression, "My lord, if I say that Shi Gui is also in the south of the Yangtze River, will your lord believe me?"

The county magistrate raised his eyebrows.

An Le pursed her lips and said, "Don't you want my bird to sing a few times? Then sing, you must know that birds can call corresponding animals."