After the Master's reinstatement

Tang Qiqiao has his own set of principles for dealing with people.

For example, for two people who are not familiar with each other, the fastest way to increase the distance is to eat a hot pot and drink some wine together.

The sunset glow dyed half of the sky into the color of blooming roses, and the place where the slanting light sinks is Tang Qiqiao's home.

His yard was built on a hill behind the cherry grove, and the path leading up to it was lined with peach trees, which are in full bloom now.

The last time Yu Yan came to visit him as a guest, he got excited and wanted to ask for a few branches to raise.

With the style of brothers planting melons and dead melons and beans and dead beans, Tang Qiqiao was really worried, so he entrusted the flower branches to the leader of the Shang League.

After Tang Qiqiao settled the guests, he started to get busy with dinner. The broth was ready-made, and the seasonings were fried three or five times, and the guests were asked to go to the yard to help pick some peppercorns. When they rolled with the wild pork that they had just carried in the morning, it was a hot pot. tasty.

There was enough meat in the pot, so he sliced ​​the leftover pancakes from last night’s supper thinner, and spread some lard or acacia nectar, and when the fire dissipated, the pancakes were crispy and crispy, and they were very refreshing when chewed. Just to solve the spicy in the pot.

The guest was quite reserved at first, like a gentleman who is not stained with dust, but since the pot heated up the chopsticks, the hand holding the chopsticks has not stopped, and the appetite is so large that even Tang Qiqiao was shocked.

A pot full of sticky meat quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye... He knew that his workmanship was not bad, but this was a whole half of a pig!

"Thank you for the hospitality, I like it very much."

Men eat a lot, but the etiquette is still there. The appearance of dipping in seasonings and spitting out bones is elegant and beyond reproach. Instead, it makes people introspect, whether they are stingy and prepared less food.

"Ah...brother, you are from Jasper Villa."

After watching the wine pass three rounds, Tang Qiqiao saw that the guests poured all the soup from the copper pot into the rice at the end, sweeping up the whole table until there was no particle left, so he couldn't help but speak up.

"Then you are making a living under that devil Bishengxiao, isn't it very hard? Look at you, you look like a dog, and you can't even eat enough."

Bi Shengxiao: "..."

"If you really can't stay any longer, just come to my place and forget it. If I, Tang Qiqiao, have a mouthful of food, you will have a mouthful."

In fact, Tang Qiqiao didn't know what the owner of Biyu Village looked like. From the day they entered the village, people in the Tang Sect who wanted to make connections in the past were like carp crossing a river.Big people like to play with mysteries, Tang Qiqiao doesn't like to pursue this kind of boring, but when he admires Bizhenzhen, he is worried that the relationship with his brother-in-law will not be good in the future.

After all, no one knows Bishengxiao's family history.

Together with Mo Xiao, there will be great difficulties.

When the magic sound enters the ear, the internal organs of the listener with low skill will be shattered, and they will die instantly. Even a first-class master will be bewitched by the mysterious rhythm. The son and daughter mistakenly identified him as the brother-in-law who was killed by him, and after waking up, they cried bitterly and brandished a knife to commit suicide.

Killing people is even more cruel, and slaughtering the enemy without blood on their hands, how can such a method not be frightening.

"Jasper Villa...I hate Jasper Villa, the most."

Bi Shengxiao looked at him quietly: "Is that so, why, because of Bi Zhenzhen?"

Tang Qiqiao nodded in bewilderment, then shook his head, it's just that others don't like him, this is not a reason for him to hate him.

It's not wrong to like it, and it's not wrong to dislike it.

Just like A Niang said, resent if you don’t get it, it will only make your life more ugly.

"You are not suitable."

It's okay not to be resentful, but after hearing what the guest said, Tang Qiqiao's blushing face turned red as if it was about to bleed.

That's right, in everyone's eyes, Bamian is taller and more capable than himself, and they are a match made in heaven.

He glared at the guest sobbingly, eating and drinking from him, would he still hurt him now?

Bi Shengxiao was at a loss for a moment, paused, and explained.

"No, I mean, you deserve better."

"what……?"

"You met me, do you remember?"

Tang Qiqiao had been drinking for a long time, his mind was muddled, he couldn't see the man's outline clearly, and he responded purely instinctively: "Ah...? What about chicken, chicken, chicken is very good, it's delicious!"

Tang Qiqiao leaned on his arm and sneezed vaguely. He slept soundly and couldn't be woken by thunder. Naturally, he didn't know that someone had put a coat on him, and he couldn't hear Bi Shengxiao muttering to himself.

"You met me, ten years ago, in the valley of wind and rain."

The fire on the charcoal stove went out.

The night wind blows, the peach garden is fragrant, and the dark fragrance floats.

"I found you, but you don't remember me."

(Fives)

The master began to eat normally again.

The butler was overjoyed, but he couldn't help but feel a little weird, because he found out that the master didn't eat the delicacies he made, and went to other people's houses every day to get food. Given how picky the master was, he took it for granted that the cook had to be good. The contemporary kitchen god, let Yi Ya come back to life!

Today, for the first time ever, the master brought him with him.

"Come, come, the old man can eat whatever he wants, let him eat freely, brother Bi's friends are my friends, and I will keep my fill here!"

what……?

The butler originally thought that the master brought him here to learn more tricks, but he found that everything here was beyond the scope of his common sense.

For example, the stewed pig's trotters on the table are very fragrant, but unfortunately, the master does not touch pork on weekdays, and thinks it smells fishy. Generally, if the fish and mutton are cooked well, the master will still avoid it and taste it a little. tasted...

"It's delicious, Brother Tang, I want another bowl." Bi Shengxiao was already gentle, and Feng Juan Fuyun used up a bowl.

Butler: "..." Wait!What did he see!Want another bowl?Who thinks pig smelly all these years!

Tang Qiqiao knew that Brother Bi was going to bring someone here, so he stuffed the pig's trotters ahead of time in consideration of the appetite. He put all the fennel leaves, star anise pepper and so on in a gauze bag, simmered slowly all morning, and then drained it. The pork bones are separated from the meat at the table, and the meat feels like it melts in your mouth when you bite it lightly.

"..."

The old housekeeper was holding the bowl, and he was too much impacted by the ground. He had gone from astonishment to numbness. He didn't know whether to eat or not, until the master gave him a cold look, and he straightened his back and began to stiffen. Planed rice to eat. .

Not noticing the turbulent undercurrent between the two of them, Tang Qiqiao got up to feed Brother Bi again.

With new friends, he completely forgot that today is the day when his father gave the betrothal gift to Biyu Villa.

Brother Bi is worthy of being a traveler. He has a good tongue and a lot of knowledge. He can taste the good and bad of every dish. The good thing is that he can talk to his heart. Unlike other people who point it out and point out a few solutions to him, Tang Qiqiao feels like he has found a treasure, and he can't wait for his friends to come to eat every day.

"How about I make you some more pancakes, and eat them as a supper when you're hungry at night. Isn't Bi Shengxiao rich? Why are you so harsh on me?"

Tang Qiqiao is the person who is most likely to pour out his heart and soul to a friend who suits his new ideas. He once again mentioned that it is better to leave Biyu Villa. Since he is not a domestic slave, he has the freedom to come and go. If he wants to redeem himself, he can also come forward and find a way.

The butler didn't dare to take food, didn't dare to speak, and buried himself in counting the rice grains one by one: "..."

Bi Shengxiao lowered his eyes, and brushed the folds of the flat robe with his hand little by little. When he was silent, the small mole under the corner of his eye was like a tear that would not be wiped away in the future.

"Brother Tang, Bi Shengxiao is...actually not very mean. You must have misunderstood him, Old Chen, what do you think?"

Old Chen, that is, the butler numbly nodded and said yes, the owner of the villa is a first-class kind person in the world, otherwise what else can he say?

He finally understood why his master wanted him to come here today.

He has to be responsible for telling Deputy Sect Master Tang how the owner is so young and promising, how hard he is working hard, under the wise leadership of the owner, how prosperous the villa is now, and how fast it expands every year. How many, the children of servants can study and practice martial arts as long as they are willing, and those who are capable can escape slavery by virtue of merit.

And all of this is thanks to the owner.

Tang Qiqiao curled his lips and said, is he not interested in other people's great achievements, so he yawned bored.

In the evening, Bi Shengxiao leaned on the railing and played music.

The song was out of tune, and sometimes it was as fierce as a ghost crying, and sometimes it was like weeping and complaining. Although it did not bring internal strength, it also made the audience extremely painful.

The old housekeeper bowed his back, took advantage of the time of serving tea, and said tentatively: "Master, it seems that the deputy sect master Tang is also a good talker, why don't you be honest and let him know your identity?"

The moonlight is round, and the silver light shines on the small lake.

"He thinks I'm cruel and will be afraid of me. If he is afraid, how can we be friends?"

Those rumors in the rivers and lakes made the butler very angry with his master: "That's because he didn't know what Bi Tingzhu had done! You are not wrong at all for this kind of treacherous and evil person——"

The sound of the flute paused, Bi Shengxiao took the glass of wine, turned around, and poured the fine wine into the lake, as if drinking with someone.

He smiled wryly.

"Whether I'm wrong or not has nothing to do with whether he wants to be friends with me."

The butler was dumbfounded. Seeing his master feel so distressed, but he couldn't say a word of comfort, something sad,

Just about to persuade something, Bi Zhenzhen came over there.

Bi Zhenzhen walked to the end of the waterside pavilion step by step, knelt down on her knees to pay her respects, including the old housekeeper and the guards on both sides were used to it, so she didn't think there was anything strange about it.

Bi Zhenzhen bit her red lips, suppressed her resentment, and showed her usual docile sweet smile: "Master, Tang Bamian's father came to hire today, and you are not here. It seems that the housekeeper is here to preside over it. It seems impolite. I'm fine, I'm just afraid that the Tang Sect will become suspicious..."

"Suspicion? What suspicion." Bi Shengxiao rolled her eyelids and seemed to smile: "Do you have any doubts about your eldest lady's identity?"

"The lord—"

"Etiquette, I think this is enough." Bi Shengxiao was still smiling, and her tone was quite gentle: "With your ability, is it possible that you still can't make peace with those people? Or do you want to continue and let the brothers turn against each other?" Satisfied?"

Bizhenzhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and the air in the small pavilion seemed to be sucked away by someone. She couldn't resist this level of coercion at all, and shivered on the cold ground, not daring to say another word.

"Master, I, I didn't mean that... I was wrong... I shouldn't, I shouldn't—"

The proprietor's preferences are difficult to distinguish, and the hardest thing to please is that she first noticed that during the banquet that day, the proprietor's face changed slightly during a dish, and then she kept her eyes open and deliberately approached Tang Qiqiao to find out what he had with the proprietor. relationship,

Coax him to make more delicious food to ask Caitou, who would have thought that fool really thought she was interested in him.

How could it be possible, she has her eyes on Tang Bamian, who is the most prestigious in the generation of Tang Sect and the successor to the head of the Tang Sect, when she becomes the wife of the head of the Tang Sect...

Bi Shengxiao didn't speak, Bi Zhenzhen didn't dare to raise her head.

Everyone in the Tang Sect said that Bi Shengxiao doted on this direct younger sister, giving her whatever she wanted, and a generous dowry. Marrying her meant that she would have no worries about food and clothing in the next life.

But she knew, including the old housekeeper, everyone here also knew that she, the eldest lady, was a fake.

Bi Zhenzhen died tragically at the hands of Bi Tingzhu ten years ago.

Later, in order to appease his crazy mother, he chose such a girl who was similar to his younger sister, Li Daitao, and used a fake to give his mother a moment of comfort when she was sick.

As for myself...

Bi Shengxiao didn't want to take a second look at the counterfeit product, every time she looked at it, the memory of the past was like a spike piercing into her heart.

Obviously, these youthful years and these bright futures belong to her.

At that time, because Bi Tingzhu was unwilling to be inferior to his father, he put poison in the wine of the family banquet, killed his brother and robbed his sister-in-law, and even ordered people to throw Bi Shengxiao and his brother and sister to a mass grave to fend for themselves.

Both were poisoned, but they did not die immediately.

Bishengxiao was blind at first. He was tied to the carriage, and his sister was dragged out of the carriage first. After a while, he heard the sound of clothes being torn, and then Zhenzhen cried—— thin and pointed Yes, like a little animal that hasn't learned how to cry on the slaughtering platform, she trembled in pain, but she didn't know why she was in so much pain, the severe pain spread all over her body, and the strange breath was suppressed again and again, she called out to her brother in panic, never High-pitched to low-pitched, then to silent.

Bi Shengxiao was fourteen that year, and he already understood human affairs. He knew what happened, but he couldn't stop it. He couldn't do anything except shed tears.

He could only listen, the little sister he was protecting in his palm was broken little by little.

Killing Bi Tingzhu is nothing, if you don't understand your hatred, you can't solve it with a thousand cuts——

Many people said that he was blessed with great fortune, that he could climb out of the mass grave and make a comeback after being seriously injured like that, but Bi Shengxiao knew that he hadn't come out yet, he couldn't get out at all——

His life came to an abrupt end that day.

(six)

Tang Qiqiao felt that his friend was in a bad mood these days.

He took his friends to watch the face-changing show, and there was applause all around him. Brother Bi leaned back in his chair without any reaction, his pupils were unmoved, and he couldn't lift his energy. It was a bit like when they first met, no matter how lively the world of mortals Regardless of other things, the loneliness makes people feel a little bit hard to let go.

One day, Tang Qiqiao was squatting on the ground, inspecting the freshly dried radishes, when familiar footsteps sounded behind him.He turned around, and it really was Brother Bi.

He was about to get up to pour tea, when his always elegant friend squatted beside him for the first time and said, "Brother Tang, I will be leaving in two days."

Tang Qiqiao's eyes widened unexpectedly.Biyu Villa has already stayed in Tangmen for quite a few days, so it would be inappropriate to stay any longer.

He knew in his heart that this day would come, but when it did come, he was momentarily stunned and didn't know how to express it.

Seeing this, the friend touched his fixed head: "It's Ching Ming Festival, I'm going back to visit my family's grave."

But Biyu Villa is in the suburbs of Bianjing, is it too late to go back now?

Bi Shengxiao looked at the person in front of her: "If I don't go back there, I will go back to the place where they were killed every year, Jiangchuan Wind and Rain Valley, have you been there?"

Jiang Chuan is not far from Tang Qiqiao's mother's hometown, but he has traveled to many places over the years, so how can he remember so many place names.

Parting hurt my appetite, both of them were a little out of shape, Bi Shengxiao drank a few cups of tea before leaving first.

Whenever Tang Qiqiao has emotional problems, he must talk to his friends. The three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang.

When he came to Yu's house, his brother was teaching a big colorful bird to speak human language. It is said that this bird was honored by the leader of Shang League some time ago. Distinguishes humanity, and is said to be able to speak.

Yu Yan spared no effort to teach, but this bird didn't know good and bad, and usually just listened and didn't care about it, but turned his eyebrows coldly towards Yu Yan who was being fed and thrown food every day, and didn't have a good face.

Yu Yan teased with rice grains for a long time, the bird spread its wings, and was so annoyed that it scolded: "Call me godfather, idiot, quickly call me godfather!"

Yu Yan: "..."

You ignorant bastard!Believe it or not, I baked you with salt!

Tang Qiqiao hurriedly advised not to get angry with the beast, and there is not much bird meat, so it is not delicious to bake it with salt!

"Hey, brother Yu, you said he was leaving, what should I say?"

"Let's just go, what else can I do, from banknotes, gold and silver, jewelry, poison, self-defense weapons, everything is fine."

Tang Qiqiao rejected everything, he felt that these were not suitable for the new friend's temperament.

What about temperament, Yu Yan said, what are you going to give.

"I... I dried the radish in the sun. I wanted to pickle it and make a few cans for him..."

Yu Yan: "..."

Dried radishes are durable and easy to store. Tang Qiqiao originally planned to make several flavors for new friends to take with them. It is convenient for snacks or meals, but now they are leaving, and the weather has been cloudy these days. If it is not dried thoroughly, the marinated taste must not be tasty enough, what should I do?

It would be great if my friend could stay for a few more days, preferably next month, next month's next month...

Tang Qiqiao was tossing and turning in bed every night, thinking about this question.

It was when he liked Bi Zhenzhen the most, and she never affected his sleeping and eating because of her, but since he knew that Brother Bi was leaving, he almost stopped thinking about eating and drinking, which caused his disciples to rush to tell each other, saying that the deputy sect master would definitely I'm sick, I only ate two plates of brown sugar glutinous rice cakes in the morning!

"What are you doing outside? It's so lively." Tang Qiqiao put down his chopsticks and asked his disciples.

Who accepts what kind of disciples, those who can follow Tang Qiqiao, most of them are not very motivated on weekdays, they like to play mahjong, eat, drink and make jokes. The disciples don't like to join in the fun, saying: "Oh, the people from Biyu Villa are leaving, everyone go see them off Woolen cloth."

After finishing speaking, the sect master suddenly stood up and ran out like the wind.

(Seven)

"Master, it's time for us to set off."

The old butler reminded him again, Bi Shengxiao said impatiently, what is the hurry, are you in a hurry to reincarnate, let the big troops go first, he has no legs, won't he go by himself?

The housekeeper had no choice but to let the master fall at the end of the team. The master walked slowly, and the front team did not dare to go too fast. The six handsome white horses dragged the cart uselessly, and the long team squirmed like snails. It was a spectacle.

"Brother Bi! Hold back first!"

Tang Qiqiao caught up with his fastest feet, panting, his cheeks flushed.

It's hot, but also out of embarrassment.

He was so angry that brother Bi didn't tell him, and left as soon as he said, didn't he treat him as a friend?

Looking at his friend's situation again, he was heartbroken, and grabbed Bi Shengxiao's arm to prevent him from leaving.

"No, you see, they all have cars and horses, so they bully you to be honest and easy to bully, and let you go on foot. It will take seven or eight days to ride a horse in Wind and Rain Valley. You can't stand it, no, I—I—"

Bi Shengxiao looked at him gently, waiting for him.

"I dried the radishes for you. There are five flavors, but they haven't been marinated yet. You left too early..."

Tang Qiqiao's heart was beating like a drum, he had a conscience of heaven and earth, he didn't really want to mention the carrot at this time.

Sure enough, Bi Shengxiao didn't get any joy from the five kinds of pickled radishes, so she just nodded lightly: "Well, then I can only try brother Tang's skills next time."

Next time, don't want next time.

No one knows when the next time will be.

Will the next you, and the next me, be the same as now?

Can't you do what you want to do now?

The wind passed over the bamboo forest, bringing a rustling sound.

Tang Qiqiao clenched his fist secretly, his nails piercing his palm, the pain brought him some kind of courage.

"So, I brought the jar of sauce, I want to go with you!"