thank you very much

Xie Changhuan didn't look for the two of them.

Instead, he waited in place at the appointed place.

This is a kind of tacit understanding between him and Wen Fuzhu for many years.

In addition, he believes that Wen Fuzhu is enough to protect himself.

It's just that another five days passed in a blink of an eye, and there was still no news.

That day when Xie Changhuan got up together, he suddenly felt that there were two more people breathing in the courtyard, and hurried out to look, only to find that it was Qin Niang, dressed in black as a widow, and behind her was a young man in his early twenties, who was exactly that day. The old man's Tan Chen.

Qin Niang also didn't expect Xie Changhuan to run out so fast, she was startled for a moment, her eyes turned suddenly, and the style needless to say, "Did something happen to your girlfriend?"

"Xiaobai is also lost."

Tan Chen didn't know Nie Bai well. To be honest, he didn't know Xie Changhuan well before, and he followed Qin Niang alone all the time. Qin Niang single-handedly raised him since he was a child. Therefore, after Uncle Li passed away, Tan Chen was even more direct. He regarded Qin Niang as his own mother.

Therefore, at this time, he could only continue to stand awkwardly on the spot without expressing his opinion, and wanted to see how Qin Niang would react first.

Qin Yun was startled for a moment, and then immediately asked, "Both of them are not here now, are they?"

Without waiting for Xie Changhuan's answer, he hurriedly pushed Tan Chen into the room, "Hurry up, I see it's been hot these days, and I'm on the road again, so I asked him to take off the disguise. If you don't come back, let Tan Chen get on again."

Xie Changhuan rolled his eyes, "It's not that they won't come back, it's that they may not be able to come back!"

"Do you not trust your old friend, or do you not trust Xiaobai?"

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"What about this kid?"

"What should I do?" Wen Fuzhu hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled Nie Bai who had fallen on the ground to his side again, "I'll take it back when the medicine wakes up later."

The crescent moon outside the corridor was low, but it was sharp-edged. Jiang Mo slowly turned his head, staring at Wen Fuzhu with a sense of melancholy.

"you……"

"I'll go back." Wen Fuzhu took the medicine and dealt with the killer's body little by little, and couldn't help laughing when he didn't hear from him for a long time, "Actually, seeing you here... I don't think it's a big deal if I don't go back Yes, if it wasn’t for Ah Yan’s ability, how could you, a busy national teacher who didn’t touch the ground, be so busy running around.”

"Heh, Wen Fuzhu, you are right. A Yan is getting better and better every day without you fooling me."

"In this way, it doesn't matter if I don't go back." After disposing of all the corpses, Wen Fuzhu put away the medicine bottle, rolled up his sleeves and stood up. He was still a little dizzy, so he closed his eyes for a few times , and then recovered.

Jiang Mo originally wanted to scold him, but seeing him like this, he couldn't help but soften his heart, but his tone was not softened a bit, and he was still as rigid as before, "Did you not..."

"Jiang Mo, it's fine."

But Jiang Mo didn't listen to his words, walked directly to the ground, dragged the drowsy Nie Bai, opened his mouth and stuffed another pill in, then hurriedly dragged Wen Fuzhu's sleeve and walked into the back room , I just opened the door and went in and glanced at the bed, which was not particularly comfortable, so I had to say in a low voice, "Yes, what kind of shabby hiding place is this?"

"It's not like I haven't slept in this kind of place before. Do you still think you are so delicate and become the current national teacher Jiang Mo?"

Wen Fuzhu's eyes were narrow and bright, and his words reminded the three of them of their childhood, and also softened Jiang Mo's desire to train him just now.

Seeming to know what Jiang Mo wanted to do, Wen Fuzhu pointed to the outside of the courtyard, "You should put that child in first, it's too cold..."

Jiang Mo was racing against time, hurriedly put Nie Bai back into the room, and found some thatch for him to cover, and then sat back on the bed, pressing Wen Fuzhu's shoulder to make him sleep.

Wen Fu smiled, and just about to close his eyes, Jiang Mo seemed to be unable to help but want to continue with him for a few moments that he hadn't cared about each other in these years, the first word was still hoarse, with Feeling a bit disappointed by the light rain a few days ago, "You...you said how did you survive without me all these years?"

"Jiang Mo, you are too shameless," Wen Fuzhu smiled, and said to himself that since he met Xie Changhuan, everyone around him seems to have the level of "shameless" that can be tapped and developed, "no more You and I can find Su Yan to warm the bed, if we can’t rub the wife’s bed, if we can’t, we can still sleep next to the elder brother’s coffin... No matter what happens without you, I can find a place to sleep.”

Wen Fuzhu had a quirk that was rarely known to the public. This quirk was not born with him, but was acquired suddenly later when they established themselves as the overlord for Kai Sheng.

When Jiang Mo first had this disease, he was so busy that he almost vomited blood for three liters every day. But he was sitting in the back room with a haggard face, staring at a chess game in a daze, waiting for a bowl of strong tea by the table.

Jiang Mo asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Fu smiled calmly, "It's just occasional insomnia."

Jiang Mo said a word, and went back to busy with his own affairs. At that time, the master was also busy, and everyone was busy.

Later, Kai Sheng was able to securely stand on this territory, but there was a wandering spirit in the bedroom, and Su Yan was the first to bear the brunt.

——His tutor is different from other tutors. His young tutor comes to check his homework every day in the middle of the night.

If he didn't do his homework well, he would be punished and not allowed to sleep, but often Su Yan would fall asleep again while doing it. Once, he even dreamed what the Taifu said, "...... Calmness and self-cultivation..." I forgot what happened next, and I woke up suddenly, and hurried to flip through the book, but just as I was about to move, I realized that the Taifu had also fallen asleep lying on the table at some time, with A bleak cyan color.

Doctor Xuan also came to see him several times, and even the ghost doctor Gu Sheng brought out by his master himself also came to check himself - he was in good health, but he just couldn't sleep.

Jiang Mo once saw Gu Sheng on the way back from training, suddenly remembered the matter, and hurried to find Wen Fuzhu.

In the simple courtyard, he put on his clothes and still smiled calmly, "It's nothing, I just don't want to sleep."

Later, I heard that he tried to sleep in a coffin.

But that kind of small place... if you don't pay attention, you will fall asleep to death.

Thinking about the fact that the first-class counselor in the dynasty actually suffocated himself to death, Jiang Moguang felt a great shame when he thought about it... So what if the elder brother is gone? !Together with the Master and Su Yan, Wen Fu could get rid of this strange thought.

Wen Fuzhu also felt that they were right in scolding him, it was too wronged him to suffocate himself to death, besides, Wen Fuzhu was able to really do what his elder brother asked him to do, didn't he survive with one breath?

Therefore, seeing the slight tendency of the empire to falter, he couldn't leave his position for a day.He wants to live well, for Kai Sheng, and for Su Yan.

So when Jiang Mo was not busy, it was okay, he went to sleep with him, but it was really bad, when Su Yan didn't do his homework well or had important things to do and needed to stay up late, he went to Su Yan.If neither of the above works, he will have the cheek to ask his master to give him half a bed.

The master laughed and scolded, "How old are you, you still look like a child?"

Wen Fuzhu just kept lying down obediently, rubbing his nose and smiling coyly, but he was really waiting for his master's consent, his whole body seemed to have received the amnesty of heaven, he rushed to the bed in a hurry, and fell asleep.

One night there was a sudden thunder, and Wen Fuzhu was awakened after a short sleep, thinking about the huge amount of business to be dealt with in the morning, so he simply turned over the couch and walked as lightly as possible, but he still accidentally fell asleep. It alarmed the master—this stinky old man, if he had been willing to teach himself more lightness kung fu back then, his kung fu would not be so bad, and he would have been afraid of disturbing him when he got up and got out of bed.

The reason why Wen Fuzhu didn't like to disturb his wife all the time was because he might disturb his master's rest.

His wife is nearly a hundred years old, but they still hope that his master will live a long life. Although he is still in good health and his teeth are still very good, for some reason, Wen Fuzhu just feels sorry for him.

But the master was more upset than he was. He put his rough and dry hand on top of Wen Fuzhu's head for a while, but it was just a pat. His humorous master seemed to be so sad and sad for the first time. He heard him say, " Fu Zhu, I’m sorry for you.”

"No." He replied cleanly.

Really not, for Kai Sheng, for Su Yan, he can do his best to reach this point, he is very happy in his heart, as if he can find some loyalty in the rivers and lakes that he likes, even if he loses a little sleep, so what, what?

But Gu Sheng told him mercilessly, "Wen Fuzhu, I can tell you," the old man lifted his clothes, crossed his legs, and put on a mean face, "Ling Chenqian, who survived It’s night and night, after the hour, it’s called blood.”

Wen Fu rolled up his sleeves and smiled lightly, neither cold nor cold - said a word.

From the bottom of his heart, he looked down on people like Gu Sheng.

It can be said that he is the one who is the most sorry for the master and the most sorry for the elder brother.

When Wei Sheng was in the most difficult time, he might not reach out to support him. When Wei Sheng was in the most turbulent time, he was drunk every day, waiting to rely on himself and Jiang Mo to support Wei Sheng. He even started to show some signs of coming back. .

What Jiang Mo thinks of this person, Wen Fuzhu doesn't know, but Wen Fuzhu knows that he doesn't like this person from the bottom of his heart.Therefore, he never took his words to heart.

But Su Yan got closer to Gu Sheng, probably because Jiang Mo was too cold-blooded and he was too ruthless, so this little bastard was able to get closer to Gu Sheng who communicated better, so he somehow added fuel to the story, This frightened Su Yan, thinking that sleep is the most important thing for Taifu.

So - Tianjie watched Wen Fuzhu catch up on sleep all day long.But after all, it was not as quiet as at night, so Su Yan always wanted his master to be able to sleep at night when he should be resting normally.

But what he didn't know was that what Wen Fu wanted was not to be quiet, and he was very satisfied if he could just squint for a while.

Therefore, in Wen Fuzhu's world, there are only two ways for him to rest at ease - either to stay awake for a while, or to go into a complete coma.

In fact, if Jiang Mo was around, he could sleep at ease at first. After all, the two grew up together, learned the same knowledge from the same master, and later supported Kaisheng together.

Dare to ask for so many years, what is there that each other has never known?

"No, not at all." Ask Wen Fuzhu this question before the age of 20, and he can answer it so firmly.

But later...he felt that this method would not work.

Because Wen Fuzhu understands his own heart more and more, and knows where he should belong, that's why he wants to leave here.

That's right, what Jiang Mo said is true, if Kaisheng is in trouble - he, Wen Fuzhu, must have come back to lend a helping hand without saying a word, but if Kaisheng is okay...

If nothing happened, Jiang Mo would be enough to protect Su Yan.

Then there is no need to continue to be trapped here.

At that time, he wore a moon-white robe, and often wandered in the deep courtyard of the palace wall in the middle of the night. It is the silent crabapple that occasionally embraces its light and blooms quietly.

Maybe that night was so beautiful.

It may also be that Su Yan just caught up with the writing on the few pages in his hand, and the handwriting becomes more and more scribbled as the last few pages go. , so burning high candles to illuminate the red makeup" was neatly written.

When the child handed it over for punishment to write, he seemed to have a little hopeful vision, and specially stacked this page on the top, thinking that imitating the sages' Chanting Begonia, he would be able to do what he likes, and spare him three days I'm free.

Wen Fuzhu had no choice but to lower his head and laugh, but couldn't help but turn over again.

The handwriting is immature, and even the pen can't penetrate the rice paper, and the handwriting is weak...

Wen Fuzhu's eyes couldn't help but swayed again. His master had trained him for this in the past, and he said, "Fuzhu, you write too lightly, it's not good."

He was puzzled, raised his eyebrows lightly, and stared slightly, "What's wrong with that? Isn't my handwriting not chic enough?"

"It's just because it's too light, so it's too chic."

As if wanting to say more, but also as if he didn't know what to say, the master's hand rested on his shoulder for a while, looking at the little boy who was only twelve or thirteen years old at that time, after all, he just patted him a few times.

This matter troubled Wen Fuzhu for a long time, and even went to watch Jiang Mo write for a while.

Jiang Mo's handwriting is very heavy, piercing through the paper, but he doesn't hold the pen so hard, it seems to be the same as his own, and somehow the words he writes are so deep.

Jiang Mo became suspicious after being stared at by Wen Fuzhu for a long time, so he asked why.

Wen Fuzhu blinked, "Master thinks I write lightly."

Jiang Mo snorted coldly, "The master is afraid that you will be too erratic."

So the topic stopped here, and each of them calmed down before they started fighting with each other.

Su Yan also asked about it later, but Wen Fuzhu just smiled wryly at that time, "Why are there so many children? If you ask why and why, then you can still continue as an emperor? Do you know what emperors have been able to gain a foothold since ancient times? It is to make me, Jiang Mo, unable to guess your thoughts in the future, and it is to make me and him, who are courtiers, have to think about your every move day and night. For what, instead of asking us to answer what you should do and how to do it." The first few words were harsh and frightened Su Yan, Wen Fuzhu couldn't help but calm down again, and said softly, "I If you want to write seriously and write things hard in the future, just listen to it. After all, you are still young. If you still need to ask me about everything in ten years, then I will advise you first, Su Yan, you It’s better to go home as soon as possible to farm and feed the pigs.”

At that time, although Wen Fuzhu's words were harsh, there was a smile on his face and tenderness in his eyes.

It's just that the gray-blue color under the eyelids is even more bleak.

Su Yan felt a little uncomfortable. The Taifu was right. If he could take up his responsibilities earlier, he wouldn't be so tired...

So I asked Jiang Mo more than once in private, why can't I drill a few holes in the coffin, so that the Taifu will not be afraid of being suffocated to death, and the Taifu can sleep well at night.

Jiang Mo just smiled wryly, his voice was as light as a thin moon shadow falling on the ground, "Didn't you notice it?"

"What did you find?" The little emperor's eyes were full of puzzlement.

"He likes to talk in his sleep."

But he happens to be the most talkative person... because he is the empire's counselor.

So what if you ask if you are a counselor?

A counselor is the backbone of a country. If Wei Sheng wants to win every battle, then Wen Fuzhu must know himself and the enemy.

Therefore, he is the master of the underworld who holds all the information in the world with one hand, and the ghostly hand behind Kaisheng's secrets.

Jiang Mo regretted letting Wen Fuzhu know his shortcoming.

Because he discovered it first.

The two grew up together, and it can be said that they wore the same pair of trousers. Naturally, they were poor when they were young, and they fought for the same quilt.

There was only a small room for sleeping, so he and Wen Fuzhu got together...

When I was young, I didn't feel anything, even Wen Fuzhu didn't feel anything, even...Jiang Mo later forgot that he used to be a joke about his embarrassing things at dinner, but Wen Fuzhu just remembered this sentence, Remember for many years.

He was designated as a counselor since he was a child.

But he is destined to never become a qualified counselor.

Because his flaw is the most fatal flaw for a counselor.

Not long after he left the palace, Jiang Mo found him.

Slightly raising his sleeves, warming the tea, the plum blossoms were just falling, and the first snow fell, the first thing he said was-"Jiang Mo, I sleep much better now."

One sentence blocked him so much that he couldn't yell out the four words "Follow me back" together with the resentment from where he came from.

Yes, he was just forced, forced so much that he needed a break.

Jiang Mo knew the significance of Su Yan and Kui Sheng to their small group back then, so he was never afraid that Wen Fuzhu would not go back, and Su Yan had already started to get on the right track without his misleading advice. It was almost as if he had taken them all down, and when he went back... he only needed to point out what was wrong, and he didn't have to work as hard as before.

Besides, what if the important information is afraid that it will be revealed by others in sleep?Wen Fuzhu, if he doesn't want to move in and sleep with him, then he can take over his work now, although the work is not as meticulous as his... But now Kaisheng is very peaceful, and there is no such thing as a small snake in the other small countries Thoughts, even if there is something that you really don't understand, at worst, just ask him to bother to mention a few words.It will definitely not be like when Kaisheng was first built, and let him calculate and think day and night, for fear of revealing a key word or two when he sleeps at night.

If he was willing to sleep with him again like when he was a child, then why would he be afraid of being known by outsiders?He, Jiang Mo, is not an outsider.

So Jiang Mo at first endured him again and again to drift outside, but he didn't think that the more he drifted, the more unreliable he became. Although he contacted himself first this time, he was almost injured again. Jiang Mo couldn't sit still.

In fact, what Jiang Mo didn't know was that the reason why Wen Fuzhu chose to leave here and go to live in seclusion alone was just for a better rest - this answer, he only wanted to be half right.

The author has something to say: friendly reminder:

Antiquity I have recently entered the phase of increasing exams.

Especially at the very beginning of this semester, I chose a very difficult subject as a challenge (combat) (death) for myself...

Therefore, the article "Chang Huan Xie" has been suspended for a few days. (← Don't worry, it won't be too long before the update can be resumed.

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Hanging lights are still more accessible with the list.

Well, that’s all I have to say =w=.I wish you all a happy reading.

(ps: I heard that more collections will make the author feel happy and drop more updates. ← I’m telling the truth.