Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

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Sitting cross-legged on the kang, the Queen Mother watched Yang Jian slowly light the candles in the room one by one, and the room brightened up.Yang Jian casually untied his cloak and hung it on the hanger on the red rosewood at the door, turned his head and added a few pieces of charcoal to the copper stove beside the kang, fiddled with the charcoal fire with tongs and said indifferently: "I have the best crows here. Long, it is more suitable for tasting in this kind of cold night, do you want to have a try, auntie?"

The Queen Mother looked at Yang Jian's movements with a smile, feeling a little strange but also a little relieved. Yang Jian seemed to have restrained all his sharp indifference, and there was a strange tranquility in the plainness, which made the Queen Mother almost have the illusion that the person in front of her was It's not a majestic and majestic judicial god standing proudly in the three realms, but just a handsome and gentle mortal man.

Hearing Yang Jian's question, the Queen Mother said: "You said it must be really good, let's make a pot and try it."

Yang Jian went to open the cabinet to get tea.

The Queen Mother stared at Yang Jian's back and pondered, "To be honest, what do you think?"

Yang Jian paused for a while, but quickly returned to his natural state. Holding the tea pot in one hand and the other, he tried the temperature of the water burning on the copper stove, and said inadvertently, "Very good..."

The Queen Mother snorted noncommittally, reached out to take the tea pot in Yang Jian's hand, and placed it on the kang table with her backhand. Watching Yang Jian lift up his robe and lift his legs onto the kang, he watched him orderly spread the tea tray and tea set one by one. No words were spoken.With a flash of his eyes, he saw the "Crazy" sword that was close to the inside of the kang, dragged it over and pulled out the three-inch sword with a little "swipe" force in his hand, and the ice-like light of the sword reflected between his eyebrows.

Yang Jian followed the Queen Mother's movements to look over, but saw that the sword light reflected a trace of sharpness on the Queen Mother's thinly powdered face, and he couldn't help but feel a faint jump in his heart, but quickly lowered his head to look at it as if hiding it. A copper kettle that begins to steam.

The Queen Mother didn't seem to look at Yang Jian, and said indifferently: "I heard that you gave this sword a new name, what is it?"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Who did you listen to? Nothing..."

The Queen Mother glanced at him dissatisfied, sheathed the sword and threw it back into the kang, and said, "You said 'very good' just now, but now you say 'no', do you still think that you are the one who can treat all beings in the three realms as The god of justice who randomly arranges the chess pieces in his own chess game?! Or have you forgotten who I am because I sealed up my mana?"

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat again, but he still looked normal and said, "Don't dare, Yang Jian is still self-aware."

The Queen Mother said: "Okay, let me ask again, how do you feel now?"

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment: "...it's okay..."

The queen mother was a little aggressive and then asked: "How to say specifically?"

Yang Jian sighed: "It's really true. My aunt has seen it too. Such a big house is as rich as a country's wealth. It is said that money can make ghosts perish, but in fact, money can also make gods happy..."

The Queen Mother interrupted impatiently: "I'm asking you!"

Yang Jian said helplessly: "... I... can do it... at least... enough to protect myself."

The Queen Mother said angrily: "Listen to your tone, what about your decisiveness? How about your decisiveness? One sentence is broken into three pieces, who else do you want to convince? Who do you want to hide? Should I just say it straight away? Woolen cloth?"

However, Yang Jian's smile became obvious, and while he was making tea seriously, he held back his smile and said, "Why is my aunt so gaffe? If the Three Realms find out, how can I smooth things over? Why don't you drink a cup of hot tea to moisten your mouth first?" A cup of hot oolong tea was slowly placed in front of the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother picked it up and took a sip carefully, and commented: "It's okay, if you use mountain spring water instead, the taste will be better."

Yang Jian said: "Even if there is any mountain spring near the freezing place, it is frozen to ice. This is the snow water that Xiaoyu helped me save from the heavy snow a few days ago. Although it is far inferior to the mountain spring, it is better than well water, without mud. The taste does not affect the sweetness of the oolong."

The Queen Mother gave him a squinting look and said: "Don't interrupt me here, it's enough to protect yourself? Then why accept this 'idiot' sword? How can you bear Chen Xiang Xiaoyu jumping in front of you with your calm temperament?" ?”

Yang Jian lifted the paperwork, pretending to be puzzled and said: "Chen Xiang and Xiaoyu are all my junior relatives, why can't I tolerate them? As for the sword, it is said that you can't give it up if you have it. How can I accept the kindness of you and uncle?" Is there something wrong with it?"

The Queen Mother drank a cup of tea bitterly, and said with a sneer, "Really? You are going to deceive those ordinary people outside the gate with these words. You were not born when your aunt was playing tricks! You have deep internal strength and martial arts. Gao Qiang is invincible in the world and so on, just go and coax the straight-hearted person in Kaifeng mansion, don't be sloppy with me."

Yang Jian's complexion changed slightly, showing a bit of helplessness, and said with a wry smile: "Since my aunt knows so clearly, why should I have to put it on the table? Let's just know it well. Are you still afraid that I will deal with it?" Not coming?"

The Queen Mother sighed and said: "Chen Xiang Xiaoyu has only practiced Taoism for a long time, how do they understand the disadvantages of your physical sanctification, in fact, few of us in the heaven really understand except your uncle and Taishang Laojun. Since your physical body is already If you become a saint, then the boundless magic power of that body has been integrated into your bones and blood. When you seal up the magic power, you seal up your own blood and meridians. How can you have deep internal energy and strong martial arts? You walk in the mortal world How can Jianghu rely on it to protect itself?"

Yang Jian remained silent.

The Queen Mother said: "It's too late for you to regret it now, as long as you snort, I can take you back to the heaven now."

Yang Jian bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "Your Majesty promised me a one-year deadline."

The Queen Mother stared at him for a long time, and Yang Jian's face was as unhappy as usual, and finally he laughed at himself and said: "Forget it, since you think it's okay, then it's okay, in fact, even if you lose all your martial arts, you want to come here in this world." No one is your opponent for a while, I just came to see you, just pretend that I didn't say anything before."

Yang Jian looked at the Queen Mother gratefully, and helped her fill the teacup without saying a word.

The queen mother's round fingertips rubbed the teacup gently, feeling the warmth of the tea, and couldn't help asking: "You only have one year, maybe he will forget you soon, even if this life can't forget the next life I won't remember you, is it worth it?"

Yang Jian gently blew on the tea, took a sip, and seemed to think about it before replying: "There is nothing worth it. I like him and am willing to be with him. I will remember it forever."

The Queen Mother was not surprised by Yang Jian's clear words, she just sighed softly: "It's only a year, and you will remember it forever. How can you be so sensible and sharp just because you like a man..."

Yang Jian interrupted lightly, and said: "I don't like men, I just like him. This has nothing to do with his gender, it's just that the one I like happens to be a man."

The Queen Mother was speechless, and stared at Yang Jian with eyes like water. She knew the god in front of her too well. I am afraid that even he himself did not remember how many scenes the 800-year-old judicial god had performed in front of her. That is to say, the more bland it is, the more it has penetrated into the bone marrow and cannot be changed, and the more you care about it, the more it seems indifferent.Now, Yang Jian's expression is flat and there is no ups and downs, as if he is just talking about a very normal thing, as if this matter has no direct interest with him.

The queen mother knew that Yang Jian had fallen into it, and he knew it very well.

But Yang Jian didn't force it, he just let nature take its course.

The queen mother also knew that things that go with the flow are the most irreversible things.

The room was quiet, only the water boiling on the copper stove was sizzling and steaming.

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