Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

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On August [-]th, Zhan Zhao was originally going to be on duty in the palace. Every year on this day, Song Renzong would have a big banquet in the palace to enjoy the moon and taste wine. However, this year because of the severe drought in the Central Plains in the early spring The Mintong royal family decided to be frugal for the festival, so they canceled the big banquet, and handed over the saved money and food to the Kaifeng government to distribute to the poor, which was regarded as the royal sympathy.

Zhan Zhao took advantage of this and stayed in Kaifeng Mansion.

After a few days of busy work, on August [-]th, Bao Zheng generously gave the government office a holiday.Zhan Zhao originally wanted to stay, but Bao Zheng sent them all home with a wave of his hand.

In the past, Zhan Zhao would most likely have a drink with the single yamen servants in the house when given such an opportunity, but this year Zhan Zhao did not refuse such an opportunity, because Zhan Zhao had a place in his heart that he always wanted to go to.

Someone there has been waiting for me, I don't know how long it will be, but Zhan Zhao hopes to have a good time with Yang Jian, and on such a day of family reunion, Zhan Zhao is looking forward to it.

The only thing that made Zhan Zhao a little uneasy was that Bai Yutang would come to him every year to enjoy the moon and drink, and I don't know if this year is no exception.Although he missed Bai Yutang after not seeing him for a long time, Zhan Zhao still prefers to be with Yang Jian in his heart.

Just two people.

So when Zhan Zhao came to the gate of the mansion on the outskirts of the city on the [-]th of August and found that Yang Jian was the only one waiting in the huge mansion, he was secretly happy.

Yang Jian was waiting for this day, and sent Chen Xiang Xiaoyu back to Huashan a few days in advance. The two little things were still a little reluctant. Depressed and speechless, I went obediently.

It was unexpected that fairies would come to visit.

Chang'e went to the Three Holy Mothers of Huashan to deliver mooncakes. The two sisters stayed for a few more days after not seeing each other for a long time. They happened to meet Chen Xiang and Xiaoyu who were returning to Huashan for the festival. Unknown for what purpose, Chang'e did not return to the Moon Palace but went around to the outskirts of Bianliang.

When he saw Chang'e, Yang Jian was a bit surprised but not surprised. He had known that Chang'e would go to Mount Hua to talk to Sanmei at this time every year. This lonely fairy didn't have many friends in the Three Realms.It's just that he didn't expect Chen Xiang to be so talkative. Yang Jian has decided that he doesn't need Chen Xiang to appear by his side after today.

Chang'e felt a little emotional when she saw Yang Jian. Yang Jian was sitting quietly under the flower stand in the courtyard, cooking tea. His brows were calm and his face was calm. It seemed that all his attention was focused on the steaming teapot. He was calm. It seems to have been completely integrated into nature, very harmonious.

When Yang Jian noticed Chang'e's arrival, there was an extremely inconspicuous change in his face. Although he soon returned to normal, Chang'e was still sensitive to Yang Jian's unusual emotional ups and downs.

This kind of situation has almost never happened to the indifferent judicial god in the past hundred years.

Chang'e faintly felt something was different.

Thinking in this way, Chang'e stepped forward to lightly salute, and said softly: "The real monarch is all right."

Yang Jian's complexion remained unchanged, he raised his hand to pour the tea calmly, half closed his eyes and sniffed the fragrance of the tea gently, and said slowly: "Fairy is very polite, please sit down." He said and put a new cup of tea in front of Chang'e, "Fairy Come just in time, try how it tastes."

Chang'e couldn't see any clues, which was normal. Any emotional changes in Yang Jian could not be seen through his face or eyes early in the morning.Wu Yan stroked his hands and sat down, slowly took a teacup and sipped it carefully: "Good tea, Zhenjun's craftsmanship has become more and more outstanding, presumably Lu Yu, the tea sage in the Three Realms, should be ashamed of himself. "

Yang Jian smiled lightly: "The fairy praises it absurdly."

Chang'e waited for a while but did not see any question from Yang Jian, so she couldn't help laughing at herself, and said, "The real gentleman doesn't seem to be surprised by my arrival."

Yang Jian smiled without hesitation, and his words were completely sure: "I know that Chen Xiang has never been a child who can keep his mouth shut. Every year at this time, the fairy will be with the third sister of Huashan. What else is hard to guess."

Chang'e couldn't help smiling: "That's right, with the wisdom of the real gentleman, it's hard to guess, so the real gentleman must be able to guess the purpose of my coming here, right?"

Yang Jian drank tea slowly, and said after a while: "The fairy came to visit me, Yang Jian is very grateful, don't say more about the rest, the fairy can feel free after eating this tea."

Chang'e was somewhat surprised by Yang Jian's indifferent attitude. Although she didn't understand Yang Jian's state at the moment, Chang'e could see clearly. Chang'e didn't know what was going on in the Zhenjun Temple. I saw Xiaotiangou crouching on the long steps of the temple as usual, watching the little Golden Crow patrolling the sky boredly, and I also saw the Meishan brothers coming out and going in and out of the temple, busy distributing documents and issuing edicts, but unexpectedly, the owner of the temple took in a mana and a quiet man. What unknown things are going on in a corner of the world.

Although Chang'e's eyes and ears in the heavenly court are not very sensitive, they are never closed. If Yang Jian really does something out of the ordinary, the heavenly court will not be quiet as usual and there will be no noise.

Immortals are more curious than ordinary people because they can see through the world more easily than ordinary people. This is the most difficult pass in the way of immortality.

Chang'e admitted that she was a little curious. From Chen Xiang's concealed words, from Xiaoyu's twinkling eyes, and from the ambiguous expression of San Shengmu, they seemed to be hinting at Yang Jian's secrets in this mortal trip.

Chang'e wanted to test it out by insinuating, but quickly gave up. With Yang Jian's disposition, if he didn't want to say it, he would definitely follow your vague words and evade it.Chang'e sighed softly: "Could it be that the true gentleman is so indifferent because he wants to cool Chang'e's heart?"

Yang Jian's smile showed a hint of sarcasm: "Where has the fairy's heart been warmer since she flew alone in the sky thousands of years ago?"

Chang'e's smile faltered, and her heart skipped a beat. Yang Jian seldom said such blunt and hurtful things to herself. Is there something different?In the heavenly court, Yang Jian knew all about his lover, even though he was rejected and never entangled, his infatuated eyes still made the fairies in the heavenly world arouse countless envy.

Chang'e does not deny that sometimes she enjoys this kind of envy, although she cannot accept Yang Jian.

In fact, Yang Jian was very polite to him at other times, and never refused any request made by him, but this time, although Yang Jian's words were also polite, they clearly brought out alienation beyond being polite.

Chang'e suddenly felt that the fragrant tea in her mouth was a bit bitter, and she couldn't help but feel a little dark: "What Zhen Jun said is very true, it's Chang'e's unnecessary actions."

Seeing Chang'e's gloomy expression, Yang Jian still couldn't bear it for a while.It's been too long, and I have felt so heartfelt for this fairy whom I have heard about from my mother's stories. For this reason, the third princess of Xihai has made her jealous.It seems that it has become a habit to cherish her in the flesh and blood of her nature. She smiled relievedly and said: "If the fairy came here just to visit Yang Jian, then Yang Jian already appreciates it. If there are other things...as long as Yang Jian can do it, naturally he will not refuse."

Yang Jian's words were still so gentle, but Chang'e could hear a bit of tension in the words, maybe he just wasn't used to rejecting himself directly, so he smiled and said: "It's a great honor for Chang'e to be appreciated by the real king, but I don't know when the real king will come down." In the mortal world and lingering here, Zhenjun has collected all his mana..."

Yang Jian raised his hand and interrupted gently: "The Jade Emperor and Empress both know about my descending to earth. I haven't done anything illegal for a long time. Fairy can rest assured. As for the way I choose, that's my business." It has nothing to do with fairies either..."

Chang'e said: "Can't I even ask Zhenjun about the purpose of this trip?"

Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a little strange about Chang'e's insistence. He looked up at Chang'e, and seeing her flower-like face with irresistible expectations, Yang Jian couldn't help but hesitated for a moment, then said: "My purpose...is not enough. Outsiders say, the fairies don't want to force people to do what they want."

The word "outsider" made Chang'e a little excited: "The special status of the true monarch is closely related to the safety of the heaven. If there is any accident in this trip, what should I do?"

Yang Jian's tone was a little funny: "Your majesty and empress know, so how can I affect the safety of heaven? The fairy is too worried."

Chang'e paused, and Yang Jian's answers were always simple and straight to the point, what he doesn't want you to know, you should never try to find out anything from him, just like the resoluteness he made when he revised the rules of heaven.

Chang'e suddenly felt that she was being ridiculous. This person herself had never seen through, never understood, his thoughts and emotions could not be guessed from his facial expressions, and his eyes were as quiet as deep pools of autumn water. All fluctuations cannot be guessed from conventional angles.

Yang Jian has never been someone who can guess.

Chang'e laughed, because she was too persistent. After thinking about this, all her emotions suddenly calmed down. She slowly drank the cup of fragrant tea in front of her. Chang'e had returned to normal. I hope that the real king will forgive you for the joy of cooking tea."

Yang Jian slowly got up and held Chang'e's elbow, and said lightly: "The fairy is serious, and I can't help anyone with Yang Jian's affairs. It's a crime to let the fairy worry about it for no reason."

Yang Jian's tone was flat but sincere. With his support, Chang'e stood firm and felt the strength of Yang Jian's palm through the thin sleeves. It was a kind of firm belief. Hesitation, he has always been such a god, he never regrets and hesitates about the things he decides, and takes every step very steadily.

Chang'e looked into Yang Jian's eyes. Yang Jian's eyes were deep and there was something vaguely flowing, but it was very deep and thick, and she couldn't see clearly. Chang'e didn't want to find out. She was just a passer-by to Yang Jian. Would give anyone a second chance to hit him and trample him.Chang'e only watched Yang Jian's eyes burst into a smile like fireworks: "If there is anything that Zhenjun needs Chang'e, just ask."

Yang Jian did not refuse: "Tonight, please let the fairy show Yang Jian the most perfect reunion moon."

Chang'e turned around with a smile.

When Chang'e disappeared, Yang Jian's lips were already smiling like a spring breeze, and he had already heard the sound of horseshoes outside the house.

Yang Jian poured herbal tea and poured it again, and when Zhan Zhao walked through the front hall and came to the flower stand in the garden, Yang Jian raised his head and smiled: "It's just right, let's take a sip of tea to calm down first."

Zhan Zhao was panting slightly, his face was flushed and his forehead was sweating slightly, his legs were a little sore from the saddle from running all the way, but when he saw Yang Jian and saw his smile, all the discomfort suddenly disappeared.

Zhan Zhao took the teacup and drank it down in one gulp, heaving a sigh of relief: "Today, I am on vacation."

Yang Jian refilled the water for him: "Very good, we have a whole day and night."

Zhan Zhao nodded and went to pick up the teacup. Yang Jian flipped his wrist and held Zhan Zhao's hand. With a little force, he pulled Zhan Zhao into his arms. Zhan Zhao broke free slightly to avoid knocking over the tea tray in front of Yang Jian, but he didn't know Yang Jian used some movement techniques, only to feel a strange force gently twist in the direction of his breakaway, and he finally threw himself into Yang Jian's firm embrace.

Zhan Zhao smiled lowly: "I should use a little more force to see if I can pull my second brother over."

Yang Jian lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Okay, let's do it next time, this time you kept me waiting for too long, and I couldn't stand it for a moment."

Zhan Zhao's ear was reddened by his whisper, and his smile was a little shy, and he said, "Second brother is a god, and I can't stand anything else..."

Yang Jian hummed softly: "I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals..."

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