Touch the cold

"Oh, this fish is really fat."

The backyard of the Qin Mansion is neither big nor small, and it takes dozens of steps along the edge of the carp pond to reach the end.Mo Zijin stood by the pool, holding a handful of fish food in his hand, and said as he sprinkled it into the pool.

The carp in the pond were well-raised by the servants of the Qin Mansion, they were fat and jubilant, jumping on the water surface to compete for the fish food dropped by Mo Zijin.

Qin Yi leaned on a fake rock that was as tall as a person, looked at the red carp in the pool, raised his hand and lightly pinched Mo Zijin's waist.

Mo Zijin was tickled, turned around to hide for a while, and at some point, he could see the meaning he wanted to express from Qin Yi's movements.

"Tell me." Mo Zijin dropped all the fish food in his hand and rubbed his waist with shaking hands, "If I were a carp that competed for food in this pond all day, I would probably grow so fat. "

Qin Yi smiled, straightened up from the fake rock, and then tripped over Mo Zijin's leg when he was not paying attention. Mo Zijin lost his balance as if he fell into the pool, but before he fell into the pool, he fell into the pool. Hooked by Qin Yi's raised leg, when Mo Zijin turned his head to look, the man smiled maliciously.

"Qin Yi, don't let it go, I don't know how to water." Mo Zijin didn't bother to scold him, first subconsciously tightened Qin Yi's clothes, and said nervously.

Qin Yi shrugged, bent down and stretched out his hand to pull Mo Zijin back, hugged him in his arms, and exhaled lightly into his ear.

Mo Zijin stood firmly in Qin Yi's arms, angry and helpless, and felt a little funny, pinched Qin Yi's chin and asked, "Why do you keep teasing me recently?"

Qin Yi tilted his head and squinted his eyes for a moment, then put his arm around Mo Zijin hard, trying to push him into the pool of water again.

The water in the pool wasn't deep at all, but Mo Zijin felt that it was not worth it to go down and get wet and smell fishy, ​​so he quickly grabbed Qin Yi's collar and said something nice: "That's right, Mr. Qin, please do me a favor, I've signed the deed of selling myself to you, can't I just let you make fun of me?"

Qin Yi's eyes softened, revealing a bit of complacency, he hugged Mo Zijin back, and turned his head to see a little servant walking towards the two of them.

"Master, Mr. Chen Hanmo, Governor of Huazhou, please see me."

Qin Yi frowned.

The boy coughed, moved closer to Qin Yi and said, "That's... that's the original Chen Ping, who begged to see the master."

Qin Yi nodded as if suddenly realized.

It turns out that the real name of the third-rank governor of Huazhou was Chen Ping, and he changed his name to Chen Hanmo after he was promoted. His father used to be a guard outside the Qin residence. Yi also didn't expect that the kid who usually looks at him in a daze would have such a bright future.

"Master, are you seeing me then?" the servant asked after seeing Qin Yi nodding his head.

Qin Yi pursed his lips and shook his head.

"Success." The boy didn't seem to like Chen Hanmo very much. After all, he didn't take care of the Qin family even after he became rich, so he said bluntly, "Then I'll go talk to Chen Ping, Ah no, tell Lord Chen."

Qin Yi waved his hand lightly.

After the boy retreated, Mo Zijin frowned, crossed his arms and sighed in disbelief: "Tsk tsk, you dare to refute the face of the third-rank frontier official, and you will see it if you say you don't see it?"

Qin Yi curled his lips and looked at Mo Zijin with a look of "there are still many things you don't know".

The young man turned back to the front door, put on a regretful expression, and said to Chen Hanmo who was waiting outside the door in an extremely humble manner: "Master Chen, our master is really feeling a little uncomfortable today, let's talk about it later." , The Qin Mansion is very dirty and messy, I'm afraid your feet will get dirty, you should go back first, and when my master is well, I will definitely come to apologize."

Chen Hanmo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and glanced past the young man to the door of the Qin Mansion.The inside of the Qin Mansion was just as he had remembered it, clean and tidy, even a little deserted.

"Forget it, I'll come back another day." Chen Hanmo said, Qin Yi didn't see him and it was something he expected. After a few years, things have changed, and no one wants to mention it again, but Chen Hanmo's heart After all, it was a little uncomfortable. After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't let go of the rejection.

Qin Yi also knew that Chen Hanmo would eventually hold some grudges against him, after all, he was not the kind of open-minded person since he was a child.He didn't see Chen Hanmo today, probably because of Mo Zijin.Indeed, there are too many things that Mo Zijin doesn't know.

Just like the shabby house in the mountains far south of the Yangtze River and the quaint small courtyard there.

Some peonies and peonies are planted here and there in this small courtyard, and against the thatched cottage behind, it has a somewhat ancient feeling.

There was a man sitting in the yard, with a long blue robe draped lazily on him, and he was holding a jug of wine to drink for himself. After drinking three or four glasses, he raised his glass and turned to the opposite stone. The man on the steps handed it over.

The person sitting on the stone steps only shook his head, his expression as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

"I know you're greedy for alcohol." The man in the water-blue robe said with a smile, "You can't get drunk if you come to have a drink. Besides, if I wanted to run, I would have already run away. Why do you need to watch here?"

The man on the stone steps still shook his head, but his eyes never left the wine glass in front of him.

"Would you like to drink or not?" The man curled his lips, drank the wine in his glass and asked him, "Cheng Lin, do you have anything to say to me when you come back this time?"

Cheng Rin seemed to only shake his head today.

"It's boring." The man sighed and squinted his eyes and said, "Song Boyi is as weak as a caterpillar, he will be flattened when stepped on."

Rarely, Cheng Rin nodded after hearing this.

The man who spoke laughed again when he saw his reaction, poured another glass of wine after laughing, looked at Cheng Lin, hesitated to speak, and poured himself a glass of wine in a muffled voice.

"Yan Bei, if you continue like this, you will drink yourself to death sooner or later." Cheng Lin finally spoke, looking at the empty jugs piled up behind Yan Bei, and said with a little worry.

"If you want to drink, you can come and get it yourself, you don't have to curse me anywhere." Yan Bei rolled Cheng Lin's eyes impatiently.

"I just want to say that you can't die yet. If you die, I won't have a banknote." Cheng Rin told the truth.

Hearing this, Yan Bei raised his forehead, got up and took another jug ​​of wine, walked over and stuffed it into Cheng Lin's arms, "Drink, use wine to plug your mouth that can only tell the truth."

Cheng Lin put his arms around the flagon and opened it, didn't drink, just sniffed.This wine is a good old burning knife, the smell of the wine alone is enough to make people drunk once, Yan Bei drank nearly a pot, but nothing happened at all.

Cheng Lin put the hip flask back on, hugged it in his arms, and sat with Yan Bei, smelling the faint scent of wine in the air.Yan Bei didn't speak anymore, only the sound of him drinking non-stop was heard in the courtyard, complemented by the birds that occasionally skipped across the sky.

The golden crow is falling to the west, and the sky is full of sunset clouds.