Cannon fodder beauty master awakens

April in the south of the Yangtze River is usually humid. Just a few days after Qingming, it has been raining for four or five days.

The young man lying in front of the window of the inn was dressed up, looking at the thin rain curtain outside without blinking, his voice was full of frustration: "Why is it still like this?"

"You just live again, and you think you can even control the weather?"

Jiang Yi glanced at him: "Come here."

Pei Xiangyun got up from the window and sat beside him. Before he could speak, he was slapped on the back of his hand.

"What is written here?"

Jiang Yi threw a stack of straw papers in front of him: "You are very capable if you don't have a roof tile for three days."

Pei Xiangyun gasped: "I..."

Originally, he subconsciously wanted to refute, but when he met the man's gaze, his momentum weakened a little, and he lowered his eyes and said honestly: "Master punished him."

Jiang Yi shook the stack of straw papers away: "If it's not straight or straight, you can't even trace the red. You might as well just chop it off with your hand."

Pei Xiangyun knew that the teacher was angry, and guessed that he would be annoyed when he saw him, so he said obediently: "The student is wrong."

"I knew I shouldn't have let you get in the car," Jiang Yi said coldly, "I came back after fighting two battles, and I don't know where I lost the things I taught you."

Pei Xiangyun licked his lips, feeling a little guilty.

A few days ago, he rode his horse from Jiangfu along the official road and finally caught up with the teacher at the post station.

At that time, the teacher seemed to have just finished talking with someone, and was about to get on the carriage and set off, but he was stopped directly by him.

A few strands of his hair, which he had carefully tidied up on the road, fell to his ears, and even his clothes were a little messy. He stopped the carriage while riding a horse, and startled the driver, thinking that he was a robber.

But which robber will stop the car on the main road?

Jiang Yi propped his chin and glanced out, just in time to meet the gaze of the wolf cub full of complicated emotions, and avoided his eyes uncomfortably: "That's my student."

The coachman should have heard the rumors in the market, and when he heard that he was the prime minister's student, he immediately knew who he was: "Are you the general Pei, the god of war who won the battle?"

Pei Xiangyun didn't think there was anything wrong with this name at first, but now that he was told by an outsider in front of the teacher, his face burned a little, and he let out an uncomfortably "hmm", as if he wished he could get into the cracks in the ground.

"Long-awaited big name, long-awaited big name!"

The coachman was a little excited and didn't know what to say: "General Pei is here for..."

Pei Xiangyun coughed lightly: "I have an appointment with the teacher, and I'm here to keep the appointment."

Suddenly, the coachman turned his head and looked at Jiang Yi inquiringly.

Jiang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded and said, "Come on."

Pei Xiangyun suppressed the corners of his upturned lips in an effort to conceal, entrusted the horse to the postman properly, and then climbed into the carriage.

I haven't seen him for a few months, the wolf cub must have been tanned by the sun in Longxi, but his eyes are still very bright, looking at the teacher without blinking.

Jiang Yi looked him up and down, and looked away after confirming that the traitor was not missing any arms or legs.

"Master, I saw the sachet you left for me," Pei Xiangyun said nervously, "I don't understand, but I think..."

Jiang Yi covered his lips and yawned, and tapped his forehead with the folding fan in his hand: "I'm not taking you out to play this time, I have business to do in Jiangnan, and I need a personal guard, take you away." Those little thoughts."

Pei Xiangyun's unspoken words were blocked in his throat, and he was reluctant to go all the way, and it was also the rainy season in Xiangzhou, which made him even more melancholy.

What exactly does the teacher's sachet mean?

Does the teacher treat himself...

He didn't know where his thoughts flew, and suddenly there was another pain on his forehead.

Jiang Yi unceremoniously tapped his forehead with a folding fan: "What are you thinking?"

Naturally, Pei Xiangyun didn't dare to say what he was thinking, shook his head, and prevaricated: "It's nothing."

He took a deep breath, sat upright by the table, picked up a pen and began to copy the scriptures arranged by Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi rested his chin with one hand, his eyes seemed to be on the Chinese book in his hand, but from time to time he glanced at the person who was sitting in front of the paper.

He hadn't seen him for several months. Apart from the strangeness at the beginning, he was keenly aware that the wildness on Pei Xiangyun's body that he hadn't seen for a long time seemed to be tentatively showing his head again, and even his eyes were stained with something he was inexplicably familiar with. ruthless.

This is not a good sign.

Jiang Yi was happy to hear that Pei Xiangyun had won the battle, but he didn't want to see him return to his original bloodthirsty temperament after being in the chaos for a long time.Right now, the only way to slightly suppress his hostility is to force him to sit at the table and honestly copy these five or six pages of Buddhist scriptures, which may calm his impetuous mood.

Pei Xiangyun obviously couldn't sit still anymore, he sighed softly, and then heard the person beside him say: "Can't you write any more?"

Jiang Yi tapped his knuckles on the table: "Remember you used to be able to sit for an hour to copy scriptures."

"I don't know why, but I just can't sit still," Pei Xiangyun rubbed his nose and remedied, "It's my fault, master, don't be angry, I..."

A touch of cool softness suddenly fell on the center of his brows, making the second half of his sentence stuck as if he didn't say it.

Jiang Yi tilted his head to look at him, and tapped his forehead with his fingertips: "Pei Xiangyun, calm down."

Pei Xiangyun's Adam's apple twitched, and he gave a low "hmm".

"I don't want to see you change back to the way you were before," Jiang Yi said softly, "Be patient, the rain will stop after copying these pages."

There was a hint of bewitching in his voice, as if he was wooing Pei Xiangyun into a sweet trap that had been set up.

Pei Xiangyun nodded in a strange way: "Okay."

The corners of the man's lips were slightly raised, and the coolness caressing between his brows slowly left: "Don't let me down."

This sentence seemed to have an inexplicable power, and when Pei Xiangyun picked up his pen again to face the Buddhist scriptures in front of him, the inexplicable irritability just now gradually disappeared.

The rain was pattering outside the window, and the person beside him was leaning on the table flipping through the book, and the friction sound of the pages of the book "chacha" plucked at his ears unhurriedly, but it made him feel strangely peaceful .

He raised his eyes quietly, seeing the teacher's concentration on reading, and felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

It seems that he has been waiting for such a day for a long time, and now he is finally looking forward to it.

Pei Xiangyun fell into concentration unknowingly, and when the last word was written, the spring rain outside the window had stopped, and there were faint chirping of birds.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and handed the copied Buddhist scriptures to Jiang Yi: "Master, I have finished copying."

Jiang Yi said "hmm", then took it and flipped through a few pages: "Isn't this still written?"

"Master taught well," Pei Xiangyun said in a low voice, "Just now when Master said it, the students realized that they were really a little restless these days."

"It's good to know."

"Then I..."

Jiang Yi propped himself up on the table and stood up: "Waste time and it's going to rain again, do you want to continue chatting?"

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Xiangzhou is a typical water town in the south of the Yangtze River. Not far from the inn, you can see criss-crossing waterways, on which there are black-covered boats, like birds flying across the sky like a mirror.

Pei Xiangyun has never been here.

In his previous life and in this life, he traveled more and more in Longxi and Yandu, only seeing the yellow sand in the desert and the scenery of the northern country, but now he suddenly broke into the gentle and soft beauty, and he seemed a little at a loss.

Women in Jiangnan are petite, and it seems that it is rare to see someone with a tall frame like him. He covered his lips and smiled while talking, which made his face start to burn, and he felt a little uncomfortable with this straightforward gaze.

A hand suddenly slipped under his sleeve and grabbed his wrist forcefully.

Pei Xiangyun recovered from his embarrassment, only then did he realize that the teacher seemed to be holding his hand under the cover of his sleeve.

"Look at the road."

Jiang Yi said lightly, "I'm not responsible for finding it if it's lost."

Pei Xiangyun quickened his pace, clung to his side tightly, and backhanded his five fingers into the man's.

Jiang Yi was taken aback by him, glared at him sullenly, almost gritted his teeth and said, "You beast, let go."

"Master was the first to worry about my getting lost."

Pei Xiangyun didn't change his face and said: "This way it will be more secure."

Jiang Yi looked at him trying to cover up his fleeing gaze, his teeth itched with hatred, but he wanted to save face and dared not pull his hand out in full view.

After the rain stopped for a while, the hawkers who had closed their stalls saw that it was still early, and set up their stalls one after another.The sound of hawking gradually replaced the sound of gurgling water, and the street became lively.

The objects sold in the stalls in the water town are also exquisite, not as grand as Yandu, but they are cute and cute, making people want to hold them in their hands and play with them at a glance.

Pei Xiangyun's gaze was already attracted by those little gadgets, and he kept lingering on the small boxed sweet-scented osmanthus cake, the lifelike lotus flower cake, or the green dough stuffed with meat.

Jiang Yi saw the novelty in his eyes, and took out a few ingots of broken silver from his bosom and put them in his palm: "Buy what you want, I'll wait for you in front."

Pei Xiangyun just nodded, and then asked nervously: "Where are you going to wait for me? Don't..."

"I won't leave you behind."

Jiang Yi sighed, raised his finger and pointed to the alley in front of him: "There are few people there, so you can see it at a glance, don't worry?"

Only then did Pei Xiangyun let go of his hand with some reluctance, turned around and mixed with the common people to line up in front of the pastry stand.

Jiang Yi watched him turn around, and then chuckled helplessly, with a gentle expression between his brows and eyes.

How old is he, but when he sees novelty gadgets, he doesn't look calm at all, and he looks somewhat similar to the seven or eight-year-old kid next to him.

Thinking like this, he walked slowly to the alley that he pointed out to Pei Xiangyun just now, thinking about where to go for a while.

According to my impression when I was young, I can see peach blossoms all over the slope not far south from the ferry in front, and there are several wine shops next to it, and the wine they brew tastes very good.

If it doesn't rain...

Jiang Yiwu was thinking about something, and before he knew it, there were no pedestrians around him, and there was a sudden panting/breathing behind him.

There was a string in his heart suddenly, he took out the folding fan from his pocket and followed the sound and swept it, but his wrist suddenly felt like it was shattered.

The person who came was very strong, and with a hatred that could not tear him apart, he wrapped his arms around Jiang Yi's neck and pressed him against the green brick wall on one side.

Jiang Yi groaned in pain, and when he heard the man's breathing became a little quicker for an instant.

He opened his eyes angrily, but froze when he saw the face of the person coming.

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Seeing the comments, Youbao asked how the servant who had never forgotten Yandu before, and explained that the people of Wusi wanted to draw the "River and Sea Chart System" that showed the deployment of the Yan army and the terrain, but this is the only one in the world, and it cannot Steal it directly, so Fu Yuze found the Minister of the Ministry of Justice who has a good memory, and asked him to roughly copy "He Hai Tu Zhi".The family of the servant of the Ministry of punishment was taken away and imprisoned by the other party. He didn't want to do such a thing, but there was no way.In the end, Fu Yuze blamed Xiaomei's death on Xiaomei's head because he took the risk to send an interrogation to Lord Jiang and was found out. He faked the scene where he committed suicide in fear of crime

And Bao wants to watch Xiaomei's side story, I really have a heart, and I'm just about to write it too qwq