The farming life of the leader and Ximen Qing

Early the next morning, Dongfang Bubai still did not come back.

While serving Ximen Qing to eat, Ping An looked at Ximen Qing's face.Those girls in the past, who didn't look forward to the young master's visit every day, the young master said that he would go if he was happy, and not go if he was not happy.

Now that this one doesn't come home at night, I'm afraid the young master will be angry!But the young master's face doesn't show anger at all, what's going on?

Suddenly thinking of Dongfang Bubai's terrifying pressure, Ping An finally thought of a possibility. In fact, the young master is the one who has been forced by others. Now that the bully is finally gone, the young master is too happy, how can he be angry.

The more he thought about it, the more he realized it was possible. Ping An looked at Ximen Qing with sympathy. It turned out that not only was he afraid of Dongfang Bubai, the young master was also a pitiful person.

Ximen Qing didn't know that Ping'an had turned his brain into a little white flower that was taken over by bullies. If he knew, he would be furious. Fortunately he didn't know.

After dinner, Ximen Qing asked Ping An to go to the bookstore to buy some poems for him.

Ping An had never seen his young master take the initiative to buy a book to read, and thought he had heard it wrong, and ran out amidst Ximen Qing's impatient voice.

When I ran to the bookstore and saw the room full of depressed scholars, I realized that his young master had been stimulated so much that he had a sex change!

Ping An didn't even know the characters, so he had no choice but to ask the bookstore owner to get them. The more he got, the better.

The owner of the bookstore was worrying that no one would buy books. When he met such a bully, he installed a lot of books, no matter if it was poetry or short story books, and even hired a donkey cart for him. Go to Ximen Qing's mansion.

Ximen Qing looked at the book full of donkey carts, his face turned dark. Fortunately, he reached out and took one, and found that this book was very informative and more vivid than those in his collection. They all moved to the study.

After searching for a while, he finally found a suitable poem, and then he took out a page of exquisite flower paper and wrote a line of words.

After finishing writing, he called Ping An, told him to go to the pond to pick a few lotus flowers, and send them to Li Shishi together with the flower note.

Knowing that the king of Hades is easy to see and the little devil is hard to deal with, he specially gave Ping An a large sum of money and told him that he must let his mother give it to the little lady.

Only then did Ping An know his young master's plan, and he couldn't help but smile, the young master eats meat, so he can drink soup along with it, right?

He has always been obedient, very sweet-mouthed and quick-witted, and he was used to doing this kind of thing before, so he immediately ran out to do this for Ximen Qing.

In a luxurious and low-key bedroom, a little lady is holding a flower paper and looking at it.

I saw that the little lady was extremely beautiful, slender and slender, her face was coagulated with goose fat, her lips were like cherry blossoms, her eyebrows were like ink paintings, her spirit was like autumn water, she was indescribably soft and delicate.Wearing an emerald green skirt, as straight as rain hitting a blue lotus, misty and solitary mountain, with an indescribably ethereal lightness, is none other than the famous Li Shishi.

And that flower note was exactly the one written by Ximen Qing in the morning.

"Out of the mud but not stained, clean and clear but not demonic. Hmph, the word is good, but it is too deliberate and a bit sensational." Li Shishi threw the flower paper on the ground, turned to look at the open bowl next to it. lotus.

The pink color of the lotus is indescribably beautiful against the white porcelain bowl and clear water.

On the second day at the same time, Li Shishi received another flower slip and a well-bloomed orchid. On the flower slip it was written, "Don't take it just because of the orchid, even if there is no one, you will be beautiful."

Li Shishi threw away the flower note, leaving only the orchid fragrance in the room.

The third day is lily flowers, and the flower paper reads, "Learn to dye the light yellow daylily color, a few branches are exposed and stand in the wind."

There was a slight smile on Li Shishi's face, but he still threw the flower paper away.

On the fourth day, roses were delivered, and on the flower paper it was written, "Ten million green leaves and branches, one flower with two colors of light and dark red."

Master Li smiled without saying a word.

On the fifth day, peony was delivered, "Yanyanjin is not as good as Yaoyaotao."

Li Shishi casually put the flower note on the table.

On the sixth day, Ximen Qing wrote a poem and asked Ping An to look for crape myrtle flowers. Ping An said with a bitter face: "Master, I stole the peony from a family yesterday, and today I want to look for this crape myrtle. Where can I find it for you?"

"If I know I need you to go, go quickly, don't waste the time." Ximen Qing urged.

Ping An took the paper, "Young Master, it has been five days and I have spent a lot of money. When will it be successful?"

Ximen Qing smiled and picked up the novel he hadn't finished reading yesterday, without raising his eyes, "Sooner or later it will succeed, what's the rush."

Ping An flattened his mouth, you are not in a hurry for feelings, and it is not you who are looking for flowers.

Not daring to complain to Ximen Qing anymore, he rolled his eyes, leaned close to Ximen Qing and said, "That person has been away for several days, isn't he coming back?"

Knowing that he was talking about Dongfang Bubai, Ximen Qing paused, but quickly smiled and said, "It just suits your mind not to come back."

Now he hopes that Dongfang Bubai will come back soon so that he doesn't have to look for flowers, Ping An thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, so he took the flower note and quit to look for Ziwei.

What was Dongfang Bubai doing these past few days, and why did he leave without saying goodbye that day? If time can be turned back to the day when Ximen Qing went to Gao Yanei, everything will be clear.

After Ximen Qing left that day, Dongfang Bubai began to practice martial arts.In fact, he didn't need to deliberately do it at all to practice martial arts, but he didn't know what he should do well. In his previous life, he only practiced and killed. This has become a habit.

Since he was with Ximen Qing, he seldom cultivated in such a calm manner, but he was not used to it. After sitting hard for a while, he felt very bored, so he walked to the yard to wander.

As soon as he arrived in the yard, he felt someone was on the west wall. That person was poking his head, and he didn't look like a good person.

If he had followed Dongfang Bubai's previous temperament, this kind of person would have blown his mind away, but now, he doesn't seem to be that interested.

Without looking at that person at all, with a flick of the index finger in his sleeve, an invisible energy went straight to that person's face.

The man was hit by the front door, let out a scream, and fell from the wall.

Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly, and sat on the stone bench in the courtyard.There is a sycamore tree in this yard, its branches and leaves are lush at this time, a stone table and four stone benches are placed under the tree, it is a good place to cool off from the heat.There was tea on the stone table. After he sat down, he picked up the tea and drank it slowly.

Besides, the man who fell outside touched his forehead with his hand as soon as he landed on the ground. As soon as his hand touched his forehead, he made a sucking sound of "chiliu".I can't help it, it hurts too much, and my forehead is as swollen as a steamed bun.

Thinking of the situation just now, he felt weird and inexplicable. He didn't see anything flying over, but he could feel being hit by something. What's going on?

While thinking, he protected his head and walked out.

The yard rented by Ximenqing was the first one on this street. Outside the west wall was an alley. The man walked through the alley, searched around, and then whispered: "Li Guanren, Li Guanren?"

"Here, what are you shouting for!" A light blue figure came out from a corner, and it looked like it was Li Bangyan or someone else.

"Li Guanren, you are here, so I can easily find you." The man smiled obsequiously.

"Wednesday, didn't I ask you to stare at the real Lingxu, why did you come back so soon?" Li Bangyan asked.

On Wednesday, he immediately pointed to his forehead aggrievedly and said: "Guan Li, I didn't want to come back. Look at my side. I just took a look inside when I got hit on the head and fell off the wall. My whole body hurts."

"Oh?" Li Bangyan became interested, "Tell me in detail."

On Wednesday, he immediately recounted the weird situation just now, and after finishing speaking, he added: "Li Guanren, I can't make enough money for you. Just this injury, it won't take half a month to heal."

Li Bangyan didn't listen to his complaint, but walked slowly and tapped the fan in his hand.When he saw Dongfang Bubai in the restaurant that day, he felt that this person was very unusual, and he must have some real skills. However, the current emperor is obsessed with Taoism and alchemy, and he respects such a Taoist the most, so he immediately moved his mind.

However, he didn't dare to recommend Dongfang Bubai to the emperor easily, if Dongfang Bubai didn't have real skills, wouldn't he be implicated.After thinking hard for a long time, I finally thought of finding someone to observe whether there is any magic in this so-called Daoist Lingxu, so I found Wednesday.

Hearing what Wednesday said, he was very pleasantly surprised, it seems that this real Lingxu really has something extraordinary.However, it is best to be careful in everything.Turning his eyes, he took out another ingot of silver from his sleeve and handed it to Wednesday.

"Li Guanren, what do you mean?" Zhou Zhou said so, but his hands were not slow at all, and he was about to grab the silver with his hands.

But Li Bangyan withdrew his hand, hid in the past, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just want you to go to that yard again."

Wednesday's smile stopped, "Li Guanren, are you joking? The yard is evil. I'm a big bag this time. If I go again, I don't know what will happen."

Li Bangyan took out another ingot of silver from his sleeve and placed it side by side with the previous ingot, without saying a word, just looked at Wednesday with a smile.

The two ingots of silver glistened in the sun, making people's eyes shine.

"Okay, since Li Guanren thinks of me on Wednesday, it doesn't matter if I run again on Wednesday." As Wednesday said, he grabbed the silver in Li Bangyan's hand, looked at it twice with a smile on his face, and stuffed it into his arms. In the middle, he returned to the alley the same way, and ran up the wall with a jerk.

Dongfang Bubai was in a bad mood, and felt that the person who didn't know how to live or die just now had returned, how could he not be angry.

Just in time, a leaf fluttered down on the plane tree, and he waved at the leaf, and the leaf flew straight to Wednesday's face.

Picking leaves and flying flowers are all sharp swords, and they are talking about people like Dongfang Bubai.

On Wednesday, I only saw something flying towards me. Before I realized what it was, I felt a huge pain in my head, and my hands were weak.

Li Bangyan saw from a distance that Wednesday fell down again, so he quickly hid, waiting for Wednesday to come over and tell him what happened, but he didn't come when he waited for Wednesday, and he didn't come when he waited for right. look out.

In the long alley, Wednesday was just like what he saw just now, still lying there, not moving a bit.

Don't die on Wednesday!Li Bangyan took a deep breath.