Go to Kaifeng to be a civil servant

The birds sing and the morning dew falls, the wind blows and the clouds roll and relax.

"yawn--"

Jin Qian, who was sleeping on the bed, yawned for a long time, grabbed his hair and got up, looked around with misty eyes, finally fixed on the straight black figure by the table, and then - froze.

what happened?

Why are we in bed?

Why is the cat sitting at the table?

When did we go to bed?When did the cat come to the table?

Well, we mean...

Could it be that our subordinate slept on the bed all night, and then asked the immediate boss to watch under the bed all night? !

Buy cakes!

Jin Qian suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, a carp jumped up from the bed, ran to Zhan Zhao's side in two steps, bent down and clasped his fists: "Master Zhan, this subordinate..."

Zhan Zhao, who sat upright with his sword in his arms and eyes closed, opened his eyes suddenly, and raised his hand to make a silent gesture.

At the same time, a woman's charming voice came from outside the door:

"Young Master Zhao, Young Master Qian, the slave family has delivered breakfast to the two of you."

Forehead?

Meng Qiulan?

So early?And room service?

Jin Qian was taken aback, and was about to open the door reflexively, but Zhan Zhao dragged him back and pressed him on the chair.

Jin Qian was stunned, and then remembered that he was an out-of-this-world expert, and hurriedly raised his robe, raised his legs, held up the teacup, and put on an inscrutable posture.

Zhan Zhao glanced at Jin Qian's chicken coop head, sighed secretly, and said: "Mr. Qian just got up and hasn't washed up yet. Ms. Meng, please wait."

After finishing speaking, he gave Jin Qian another fixed look.

Only then did Jin Qian realize that he quickly jumped up and rushed to the washbasin, picked up the water and splashed it twice, then wiped it on his head with water twice, then quickly returned to sit down, and continued to put his legs up and serve tea. Tall pose.

But after posing for a long time, Zhan Zhao didn't see any next move.

Jin Qian wondered secretly, and couldn't help but look up at a certain cat.

But under the bright morning light, Zhan Zhao's handsome face looked a little - um... troubled?

Hey, it's early in the morning, cat, what can you worry about?

Jin Qian stared at her narrow eyes in bewilderment.

In the end, Master Yumao, who had been entangled for a long time, sighed softly, and walked behind Jin Qian in two steps.

"Eh? Exhibition..."

"Don't move."

Zhan Zhao's clear voice came from above his head.

The next moment, Jin Qian felt someone's slender fingers running through his hair, combing it gently, softly combing the hair, and within a moment, he finished combing Jin Qian's messy chicken nest hair.

Zhan Zhao walked back in front of Jin Qian, fixed his eyes on it, and nodded, "Okay."

Looking at Jin Qian again, the posture of holding tea with crossed legs is already stiff.

My heart is like ten thousand cats scratching wildly.

Just now, the cat was helping us...comb our hair? !

If we don't wash our hair now until we insist on going back to Kaifeng, how much money can this hair be sold for?

How many hairs does a person have?

At least one hundred thousand!

This is the rhythm of getting rich! !

Zhan Zhao glanced at Jin Qian who was wandering in the sky, lightly curled the corners of his lips, turned and opened the door.

Meng Qiulan from outside the door couldn't wait to rush in, brought the food basket in her hand forward, and said softly, "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Qian, this is the vegetable porridge that my family personally cooked for you early this morning. If you don't mind, just try it."

As he spoke, he opened the food basket, took out two bowls of steaming rice porridge and two dishes of side dishes, and put them on the table.

The aroma of the food wafted through his nostrils, Jin Qian swallowed his saliva in response to the occasion, and thanked: "Miss Meng is here."

"It's not worth mentioning." Meng Qiulan said to Zhanzhao with a shy face, "Young Master Zhao, sit down quickly and try my slave's craftsmanship."

Zhan Zhao didn't say a word, walked behind Jin Qian, and stood silently, with a standard posture of a dedicated guard.

Meng Qiulan was obviously embarrassed.

"Hey, brother Zhao, you can sit down and eat together." Jin Qian turned his head and looked eagerly at Zhan Zhao and invited him.

Master Cat, why don't you eat together, or if you, a great god, stare at us for eating, it's like being stared at in a pit, which makes people feel like sitting on pins and needles.

Looking at Zhan Zhao again, a pair of cat ears gradually... turned red from the tip of the ear to the base of the ear?

Forehead?

The next moment, Zhan Zhao moved, sat down, took the bowl, drank the porridge, finished, got up, returned to his seat, and stood at attention.

amount……

Jin Qian immediately understood the spirit of leadership, swallowed three mouthfuls and wiped his mouth after two mouthfuls: "Thank you, Miss Meng."

Miss Meng's face froze, she covered her mouth with a smile and said: "If you two young masters don't give up, how about I invite you two to visit the garden today?"

"Yuyuan..." Jin Qian elongated his tone and glanced at Zhan Zhao calmly.

But see Zhan Zhao's eyes to see the nose, nose to see the heart, a pair of wooden stakes.

Gee!

Mr. Cat, you should give me a reaction!How can we guess your thoughts with this stiff face like a stone sculpture.

"I'm feeling a little cold today, I'm afraid it's not suitable to go out..." Jin Qian said half a sentence after some consideration.

Then, the second half of the sentence is stuck.

Because of Jinqian's keen air-conditioning detection, the hairs stand upside down instantly, which is the unique reaction of sensing a certain cat's unique air-conditioning.

"However...Miss Meng is so kind, naturally I would rather be respectful than obedient." Jin Qian immediately changed his tone.

Sure enough, the cold disappeared immediately.

So now we have evolved to the stage where we can judge the subjective consciousness of the cat from the frequency of the cat's cold air emission?

Jin Qian secretly wiped his sweat.

When Meng Qiulan heard this, she immediately smiled happily: "That servant will guide the two young masters."

Zhan Zhao glanced at Jin Qian, who immediately understood, stood up and said, "Miss Meng, please."

"Master Zhao, Mr. Qian, please." Meng Qiulan bowed shyly and went out first, shaking her waist.

Jin Qian and Zhan Zhao followed.

But when he was going out, Jin Qian deliberately approached Zhan Zhao and asked, "Why does Brother Zhao want to visit the garden today?"

Zhan Zhao lowered his eyes: "It's okay to look around."

"Oh……"

Jin Qian looked at Zhan Zhao suspiciously, and then saw that Zhan Zhao's ears were blushing at a predictable speed.

Eh?Eh? !Eh! !

why?

What the hell did we say to make this cat so abnormal?

Looking at Xian Xing Zhan Zhao's back, Jin Qian was very puzzled.

After thinking about it for a long time, I found, seemed, seemed to be the problem with the title of "Brother Zhao".

Oh!

Jin Qian slapped his head.

Let's just say "Brother Zhao" is such a strange name!

It sounds like the homonym of "Brother Zhao"!

Wait, so the cat is... shy because of this?

Ha ha……

Jin Qian immediately rejected this idea.

I thought Mr. Maoer had never seen such a big scene of strong winds and waves, so how could he be shy because of such a small and weird reason? !

It must be... it must be-

That's right, it must be because Mao'er has finally made up his mind to use the killer trick on Miss Meng, so she is a little shy.

That's right!It must be so!

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It's a pity that the subsequent itinerary fully proved that a mob of Meng Qiulan's level, a fourth-rank guard with a knife, would disdain to use a killer.

Instead, Meng Qiulan tried her best to launch a beauty trap attack on Zhan Zhao, but unfortunately, she was bounced back by all her skills, with little effect.

At three o'clock, Meng Qiulan Jiao Didi explained the garden design layout for Zhan Zhao, but Zhan Zhao ignored it; at three o'clock, Meng Qiulan tried to invite Zhan Zhao to compose poems, but was ignored; Zhan Zhao toasted, but was ignored.

At [-]:[-], Meng Qiulan enthusiastically invited Zhan Zhao to admire the remnants of the lotus in the gazebo, but Zhan Zhao refused with silence.

Jin Qian, who was reduced to a role of soy sauce, watched coldly all day, and came to the following conclusions: First, face engineering is very important.

As soon as Comrade Zhan Zhao, the No. [-] idol in Bianjing, showed his face, our stalwart image of an extraterrestrial expert was smashed into scum by a certain cat's all-powerful appearance.

Second, the perseverance of women in the nympho stage is absolutely out of bounds.

Gu Jinqian's incomplete statistics show that throughout the day, Meng Qiulan winked at the cat 450 times, tried to wipe the cat's sweat with a handkerchief 48 times, and tried to fall on the cat with various reasons such as twisting her feet, waist, and thighs. 36 times on the body.It's a pity that, compared to the fanatical fans in Bianjing who screamed, passed out and bled nosebleeds at every turn, Comrade Meng Qiulan's performance was completely ignored because it was uncharacteristic and mediocre.But this kind of perseverance and perseverance of "repeated battles and repeated defeats, repeated defeats and repeated battles" is really admirable.

Third, the deceit of the "Fairy Club" has been fully affirmed and valued.

According to Zhan Zhao's observations and hints along the way, Jin Qian already knows that the defense in the Meng Mansion has increased several times, and it seems that it is just around the corner to lead out the black fingers behind the scenes.

Then, after visiting the garden for a whole day, Zhan and Jin finally welcomed Master Meng Huashu's dinner invitation at [-]:[-] pm.

-

The lotus and the English are sparse and light, and the east moon can sweep the warm pavilions;

Night drinking with lanterns, the feast is just around the corner.

Sitting in the Nuan Pavilion in the middle of the lake pond in the back garden of the Meng Mansion, Jin Qian was speechless about the dinner venue chosen by Mr. Meng.

Although it is called the Nuan Pavilion, it is actually built on the back lake, surrounded by water, the scenery is pleasant, and the air circulation is very good. If you eat here in midsummer, it will be cool and pleasant, and your body and mind will be happy.

But now it’s almost late autumn, the night is dark and windy, and the cold current is biting. It’s really special in my heart to be blown by the little autumn wind on the surface of the pond for dinner or dinner here!

Fortunately, the banquet in the warm pavilion was quite high-level, and the dishes were rich and the wine was fragrant. This made Jin Qian, who was chilled by the autumn wind, feel a little comforted.

"Come on, Mr. Qian, Mr. Zhao, don't be too polite." Master Meng said with a smile on his face, "It's all simple meals, please don't dislike them both."

"Um……"

Jin Qian fixed his eyes on the table...

Let's be good!Chicken, duck, fish, raw seafood, fruits and vegetables are dazzling and complete, at least 50 taels of silver per table for a high-end banquet standard, is this still "light meal"?Kaifeng Mansion can't meet this standard even during festivals.Tsk tsk, it seems that this pair of swindlers really cheated and became very rich.

Even though he thinks this way, on the surface Jin Qian still pretends to be a noble and pure posture who regards delicious food like clouds and smoke, half-closed his eyes, serves tea, and looks unfathomable.

Meng Huashu put his hot face on his cold butt, feeling a little embarrassed, coughed dryly, and raised his voice again: "Mr. Qian, the little old man has just deduced the 'fairy meeting' in detail, and found that this plan is really ingenious. It cannot be said, but there are still a few things that are not clear, and I hope Mr. Qian can give some pointers."

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk!" Jin Qian smiled lightly, "Don't talk about giving advice, even if I have the guidance of the whole process, I will not hesitate."

"Thank you, Mr. Qian!" Meng Qiulan stood up in response, picked up a glass of wine and said, "Qiu Lan hereby presents Mr. Qian with a glass."

As he said that, he threw a wink at him.

But before the gaze reached within three feet of Jinqian, it was disintegrated after encountering a chill.

But seeing Zhan Zhao stand up slowly, he blocked Meng Qiulan's wine glass back with a serious face.

"Hey, Ms. Meng, don't be in a hurry to thank me, I haven't finished talking yet." Jin Qian raised a pair of eyebrows, "I have something to say first, as long as I share [-]% of the profits of the Immortal Club, I will definitely do my best. Work hard for the two of you." Paused, put his hands into his sleeves, raised his head and said, "It's just that Master Meng's words are vague and not expressive, hehe, please forgive me for being rude, this fairy will do something, and I will never do it at this time Talk too much."

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere in the room couldn't help but become a little stiff.

Meng Huashu and Meng Qiulan looked at each other, Meng Qiulan sat down with a smile, Meng Huashu laughed dryly, and smoothed things over: "Yes, yes, yes, don't be in a hurry, let's eat, eat first."

As he said that, he was about to pour wine for Jin Qian, but just as he picked up the jug, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: "Oh, look at my memory, Mr. Qian and Mr. Zhao are very noble people, how can I use it? How about entertaining the two of you with wine that can't wait for the table?!" Then he shouted loudly, "Come on, please hurry up and ask Manager Cang to bring over the Huadiao wine in my cellar."

Someone came out at the door, and not long after, a young servant led a tall and thin man holding a wine jar into the hall.

"Master, the wine you want." The tall and thin man bowed his back, offered the wine jar, and stood aside respectfully.

"Come, come, taste the good wine that I treasure, little old man!" Master Meng unsealed the wine jar, filled it up for Jin Qian and Zhan Zhao with a smile on his face, and said with a happy smile, "Qiulan, Manager Cang, help me quickly!" Treat the two honored guests well, little old man."

"Yes, Daddy." Meng Qiulan waved her orchid finger and served Zhan Zhao with a flamboyant style.

"Yes, master." The black and thin man known as Chief Cang stood beside the table in a respectful posture holding a flagon.

Due to the high risk factor of this "undercover" operation plan, Zhan Zhao has already taken the "improved version of Wanshi Daji Pill", so at this time, he is not worried about poisoning accidents at all. As for Jin Qian himself...

The close disciple of the Poison Sage, who is already invulnerable to a thousand poisons and fearless, has long regarded poison as nothing, and at this time is conducting a sweeping sweep of a table of raw seafood, chicken, duck and fish.

Well, the steamed lychee kidneys of goose and duck chops are fresh, the golden silk belly soup is delicious, and the Xiayue sesame bean curd skin is delicious; Tsk tsk, the skills of the cooks in this Meng Mansion are no less than that of senior students of New Oriental Cooking School, and the monthly salary starts at ten taels of silver!

And this wine is really fragrant and mellow, hurry up and have another glass.

"Mr. Qian, the villain will pour you some wine." A dry voice that seemed to be roasted by thick smoke came from Jin Qian's side.

When Jin Qian turned his head, he saw that Chief Cang who had just been introduced into the hall by Mr. Meng was standing beside him respectfully with his head down and a pot in hand.

"Well, I'm sorry." Jin Qian handed over the wine glass.

As the Chunchun liquid was poured into the wine glass, Manager Cang's dry voice slowly sounded: "Mr. Qian, how is this wine?"

"Hmm... good wine." Jin Qian replied smoothly.

"Mr. Qian really—" Manager Cang looked up at Jin Qian, "He is a master of wine."

"Thank you." Jin Qian casually waved his hand.

"Mr. Qian, do you know what is unique about this wine?" Manager Cang asked again.

Jin Qian was startled, and couldn't help turning his head to look at this new character carefully.

Wearing a brown gown, he is quite tall, dry and thin. He looks no older than forty. His face is white and beardless, and the crow's feet around his eyes are deeply wrinkled. A pair of gray pupils are embedded in a pair of deep eye sockets. Feeling a little sluggish.

There is one word for it: ugly.

But for some reason, when meeting the gray pupils of this person, Jin Qian only felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet.

"What's so unique?" Zhan Zhao standing beside him suddenly got up and asked in a cold voice while standing in front of Jin Qian.

Director Cang still looked respectful, and said methodically: "This wine is mixed with a kind of divine object, called Shijue Pill."

"Ten Absolute Pills?" Jin Qian was stunned.

"What is that?" Zhan Zhao asked coldly.

"It's a kind of medicine." Chief Cang replied.

"Medicine? Why haven't I heard of it..." Jin Qian muttered something, and suddenly, Zhan Zhao grabbed Jin Qian's wrist.

Jin Qian immediately fell silent, and suddenly realized that the room was unusually quiet at some point.

Taking a closer look, Jin Qian's whole body trembled suddenly.

But behind Manager Cang, the Meng father and daughter stood upright with their hands down, their expressions indifferent, they no longer had the warm and hospitable appearance just now.

Oops!Could it be that the scheme of the "Fairy Association" has been seen through!

Alarm bells rang in Jin Qian's heart, and he couldn't help but glance at Zhan Zhao in front of him.

The pine figure in front of my eyes is like a bowstring stretched, ready to explode at the touch of a button.

"Ten Absolute Pill, the person who takes it will neither live nor die, has no pain, no feeling, no emotion, no heart. The five senses are all lost, and the five internal organs are all stopped, so it is called the Ten Absolute Pill." Chief Cang slowly straightened his waist, using a pair of gray Looking at Zhan and Jin, "You two must have learned how powerful this pill is, right?"

No birth, no death, loss of five senses, cessation of five internal organs...

Jin Qian understood after a little thought.

God Jesus!Isn't that the zombie army of King Xiangyang?

So, so!

Jin Qian stared narrowly, his face was pale.

At this moment, this person can say these words, isn't it saying, saying...

"Cang was lucky at first, but now it seems that these ten great pills are really useless to the two of you," Director Cang suddenly cupped his fists and bowed to the two of them, "Jin Qianjin Captain, Nan Xia Zhan Zhaozhan's guard , I am Cangzhi, I am a gold envoy under the command of my master, I have admired these two great names for a long time, and it is really an honor for Cang to meet you now."

"Jin, Jin Shi?!" Jin Qian's feet softened suddenly.

Isn't it, this, this is why a character who just appeared on the stage suddenly becomes the lead actor?

Zhan Zhao's straight body oozes a bone-piercing chill, which strikes people.

Cang Zhi, who claimed to be the Jin envoy, sneered and winked at Meng Qiulan behind him.

I saw Meng Qiulan took out a piece of emerald short flute from her bosom and put it in her mouth, and a piercing short flute sound suddenly resounded through the roof.

Jin Qian was startled, but when he heard the sound of the wind folding his clothes outside the house, the next moment, he saw dozens of black shadows pouring into the Nuan Pavilion like boneless ghosts.

Black clothes and black boots, black cloth covering, red eyes, as if soaked in blood.

It was the army of zombies in black!

Zhan Zhao's sleeves popped up, a cold light flashed, Ju Que came out of its sheath.

Jin Qian's heart trembled, his calf trembled, and he almost fell to his knees.

Yan Shusheng's scheme is really reliable. In just one day, we have already caught the mastermind behind the scenes, and this mastermind is actually an intermediate boss at the same level as Bing Ji... The problem is, our undercover agent has also exposed his identity and will be fired Cooking and cats are stewed in one pot! !