I rely on pancakes to become rich [farming]

In the martial arts arena, there were no other people watching, and even Yang Tingzhao withdrew. The anger on Yan Mojian's face suddenly disappeared and calmed down. , thought I was going to do something to you."

Thinking of Ah Ji's worried expression just now, a faint smile appeared on Ji Mingwu's face.

Yan Mojian looked even more upset, his younger brother was pushed up by Junior Brother Ji's piece of wood, and he really wanted to beat Junior Brother Ji up.

It's a pity he couldn't beat it.

"The poison in you, I found out for you in the capital." Yan Mojian snorted, touched a stick from the weapon rack, tried the feel, and said with a serious expression, "That poison is not Simple."

Ji Mingwu still stood where he was, put away his sweet smile, and became serious: "Why?"

"The poison is called 'Ruxin', and it was developed by the master of the Jinxiu Sect. Not many people in the Jinxiu Sect know about this poison." Yan Mojian straightened his face, walked over stroking the stick, deliberately Said, "It is said that there is no cure for this kind of poison, and the master of Jinxiumen only has the means to delay the onset of the poison."

This news didn't make Ji Mingwu's complexion fluctuate, he still had that stable look, he only raised his eyes to look at Senior Brother Yan: "And then?"

Their brothers and sisters grew up together for many years, and Yan Mojian also knew that his deliberately threatening words would not frighten him, so he continued: "However, when I went back to the former site of Yan's family, I found a record from my grandfather's handbook—— My grandfather also had a childish heart."

——Yan Xiang also suffered from this poison back then?

Ji Mingwu frowned slightly.The toxicity is so strong that he can hardly resist it, Yan Xiang is just an old civil servant, how can he bear it?

"The poison of Ruxin is somewhat mysterious. The toxicity will increase with the martial arts of the poisoned person. If it is just an ordinary person, it will not kill him immediately." Yan Mojian saw Ji Mingwu's doubts, and patted Ji Mingwu lightly. Clapping the stick in his hand, he suddenly smiled, "And in the diary, grandpa remembers that he has been cured of the poison."

Ji Mingwu's expression fluctuated slightly, and he listened attentively.

"The way to detoxify..." Yan Mojian lowered his voice, and while Ji Mingwu was concentrating, he suddenly raised his hand and swiped at him with a stick!

Ji Mingwu didn't even lift his eyelids, but raised his left hand slightly, his hair came first, and he bent his index finger just to hit the stick that Yan Mojian swept over.

Yan Mojian only felt a delicate energy coming from the stick, it wasn't very strong, but it precisely removed his strength, making his wrist numb, unable to grasp the weapon in his hand, and the stick fell off with a "clang" on the ground.

"Hiss...you really don't respect senior brother at all!"

Yan Mojian rubbed his numb wrist, and said angrily.

When they were young, because they were jealous of the master's attention to the cultivation of the youngest junior brother, the two senior brothers teamed up to play tricks on the youngest junior brother many times, and such threatening attacks were played every day.

The young Ji Mingwu only thought that the two senior brothers were going to fight him, and he took it seriously, and when he had doubts, he just stood there and thought hard, which made Yan Mojian and Chu Tachen feel very embarrassed.

Compared with the two senior brothers, Ji Mingwu's martial arts training process was boring and monotonous. He practiced the same move repeatedly all day and all night. Master still did not allow him to stop.

The conflicts between the teenagers came and went quickly, and Yan Mojian and Chu Tachen's feelings for Ji Mingwu quickly changed from jealousy to sympathy, and later they became more loving.

It's just that Yan Mojian is gnashing his teeth a little more in this love.

——My good younger brother, who was so cute and white when he was a child, and suffered so much suffering in exile for many years, he should have returned to the life of your noble son and enjoyed it wantonly, but he was abducted by this lump of wood, Junior Brother Ji!

Although Yan Mojian knew that his younger brother and Junior Brother Ji shared adversity and wealth together, and their relationship was steadfast, he also knew that Junior Brother Ji was a dedicated person, and if he recognized his younger brother, he would be devoted to his whole life and would never let his younger brother be wronged...

but!

Still very upset!

--especially……

Yan Mojian vaguely compared Junior Brother Ji's tall body with Baby Brother's thin body, and his face became gloomy again.

——No matter how you look at it, Ah Ji is the one who was crushed...

——Junior Brother Ji is a martial arts practitioner, can Ah Ji stand it...

But he is in charge of the world, and he can't control other people's husband and wife affairs.So Yan Mojian could only shake his hand unhappily: "It was gone later."

Ji Mingwu was slightly puzzled: "It's gone?"

"The scroll that recorded the method of detoxification was torn away. I wonder if my grandfather has any scruples." Yan Mojian said angrily, "I only said that we should find it from the materials used to make the poison."

Ji Mingwu frowned and nodded: "I see."

Yan Mojian glanced at him, picked up the stick on the ground again, and asked, "How is your poison now?"

Facing his senior brother, Ji Mingwu was not too worried, and said bluntly: "It has spread a little."

"So fast?" Yan Mojian frowned, "Does Ah Ji know?"

"Didn't tell him."

"Have you contacted Master?"

"I sent a letter back, but there is no news back."

Yan Mojian sighed: "Master is probably still retreating..."

He thought for a while, and his expression became more serious: "Suppress your own martial arts progress, Jinxiumen is already in decline, and the master of Jinxiumen has coerced many people with his heart, and someone will surely find the antidote. "

Ji Mingwu didn't know much about the situation in the capital, so he could only nod when he heard the words.

"And..." Yan Mojian changed the subject, and he couldn't help but gnash his teeth again, "You want to take Aji to the capital, pay homage to the ancestors of the Yan family, and go back to the sect to ask the master to witness!"

——The son of his Yan family, even if he is married, he can't marry so quietly!

Ji Mingwu knew that this was what Yan Mojian reluctantly agreed to mean, his heart warmed, a smile appeared on his face, he nodded slightly, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Yan, I will definitely not treat Ah Ji badly."

...

When Yan Mojian and Ji Mingwu came back, Yan Moji stepped forward to check carefully, and he was relieved to see that Ji Mingwu had no signs of injury.

This made Yan Mojian even more upset, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only give Ji Mingwu a hard look.

Yan Moji came back to his senses, feeling a little embarrassed, and asked, "Senior Brother Yan, is everything okay?"

Although the younger brother still refused to call him elder brother, at least he cared about him.

Yan Mojian immediately felt relieved.

At this time, King Qi, who had been serving as the background board, coughed and said, "Since the few things have been discussed, let's have dinner."

The eldest son Yang Tingzhao beckoned to his servants, and ordered the meal to be passed on.

Yan Moji noticed that after the young man who had been watching the theater in the corner took his seat, he actually sat on the main seat, even more honorable than King Qi, who was the host and even the prince.

——A status more noble than a prince...

Yan Moji thought for a while, then stopped decisively, pretending that he didn't know anything.

The rules of the palace are strict, and they pay attention to "no talking when eating, no talking when sleeping", so Yan Moji just ate vegetables with his head down.

It has to be said that the delicacies of the palace are all excellent, such as gold, silver and jade swallow duck, red soup with silk waist, white sugar Ruyi soup, etc., Yan Moji thinks it is particularly delicious.

He usually eats home-cooked dishes and street food, and it is indeed rare to eat the exquisite delicacies prepared by these royal chefs, so it is good to try them this time.

But caring about King Qi and that one, he didn't do anything indecent. His actions were elegant and polite. Although they didn't completely conform to the dining etiquette of Prince Qi's residence, they were still pleasing to the eye.

After a meal, all the dishes on the table were removed and replaced with tea, pastries, and many recreational snacks.

——Almost all produced by assorted dessert stations and snack shops.

The young man Yan Moji didn't know stretched out his hand to pick up a square cream cake, and asked with great interest, "Is this the cake with assorted foods?"

Yang Tingzhao replied, "Exactly."

The young man cast his eyes on Yan Moji, and smiled slightly: "I heard that the specialty of assorted food is the combination of martial arts skills and culinary skills. Is this cake made in the same way?"

Yan Moji replied cautiously: "Exactly."

"I also went to see the assorted food for a day, and it's amazing how martial arts can be applied to cooking skills." The young man asked with great interest, "During my Great Thai Dynasty, there was always a clear distinction between martial arts in the world and the common people. I don't know if you are How did you come up with that?"

"Uh..." Yan Moji couldn't say that he wasn't from this world, so he never had any worries about it, right?

He thought for a while, and changed to a more reliable statement: "Actually, I didn't think about it being so complicated at the beginning. I just thought that people who practice martial arts are powerful, and there are many things that are more convenient to do. Later, I slowly thought about it." to other areas."

The young man pondered for a while, nodded, and said approvingly, "I'm thinking about it. The so-called people's livelihood was originally just for convenience and effectiveness."

Then the young man asked a lot about assorted foods. Yan Moji replied cautiously at first, but after talking, he found that although this person didn't know much about the catering industry, he had a good eye. The key is the overall situation The outlook is very strong, and it can often cut into the key points from a macro perspective.

If reason hadn't told him that this person was distinguished and extraordinary, he would have wanted to immediately recruit someone to become the general manager of Mixed Foods.

But if the identity of this person is the same as he guessed...

Yan Moji took a careful look at him, and sighed in his heart: Naturally, the little assorted food would not be taken seriously by him.

After talking for a long time, the others quietly did not interrupt, until the young man ended the topic in satisfaction, and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

The banquet was inexplicable, Yan Moji didn't feel it was meaningful except for meeting Yuanshen's elder brother.

Prince Qi and his son were also very disappointed. They had expected Yan Mojian, the elder brother, to show some majesty and break up Yan Moji and Ji Mingwu by beating the mandarin ducks, but he only went out to wrestle with Ji Mingwu a few times, and kept silent when he came back.

——As for the result of the gesture, is it guesswork?In the whole world, except for the three great masters, no one can beat Ji Mingwu!

Leaving from Prince Qi's mansion, when I went there, there were two big ones and one small one, and when I came back, I brought back one more person.

—— Yan Mojian came back together.

Ji Mingwu frowned slightly: "What are you doing with Senior Brother Yan?"

Yan Mojian spoke uprightly: "I want to see how Ah Ji is living! Have you invited a servant girl?"

When he saw the small courtyard in Yan Moji's house that could only accommodate three or four people, Yan Mojian stared at Ji Mingwu with a look of disbelief: "Junior Brother Ji, you let Ah Ji live in this kind of place?"

Yan Moji was a little helpless, and smoothed things over: "Senior brother Yan, this is the yard I chose by myself, and it has nothing to do with Brother Wu."

"It turned out that Ah Ji paid for it himself?" Yan Mojian looked at Ji Mingwu, who was calm and only holding Yan Moji tightly, with hatred for iron and steel. Are you short of money to this extent?"

Both Yan Moji and Ji Mingwu knew that he was just upset, so they gave a submissive "Yes", unlocked the door, and arranged a guest room for Yan Mojian.

Yan Moji was still a little worried that Yuanshen's elder brother had too many rich and noble lives, and would dislike the shabby guest room prepared for him. Unexpectedly, Yan Mojian just "hummed" a few times, and went to sleep without saying anything.

This instead made Yan Moji a little uneasy, worried that this elder brother would be determined to separate him and Brother Wu.

In this era, loyalty, filial piety and righteousness are still very important. Now there are only two brothers left in the Yan family, and Yan Mojian is Brother Wu's senior brother. If he is really determined to break them up, it will be a very troublesome thing.

Seeing Yan Moji's surprised and worried look, Ji Mingwu smiled lowly, and said, "Senior brother Yan also suffered a lot in Jianzong, and he is not as expensive as you think. He doesn't really have any complaints against us, but It’s just that I can’t swallow this breath for a while.”

Yan Moji didn't know much about this elder brother, and after hearing Ji Mingwu's comforting words, he felt relieved: "I hope so."

Ji Mingwu untied his development belt, let his hair hang loose, pulled it back again, got into bed first, and looked at Yan Moji seriously: "Actually, Brother Yan's depression is hard to get rid of, and the main reason is you, Ah Ji."

Yan Moji paused when he was undressing his clothes, and immediately understood what Brother Wu meant.

This elder brother was not so much dissatisfied with their relationship as he was saddened by Yan Moji's refusal to recognize him.

It's just that from Yan Mojian's point of view, it is normal for Yan Moji to lose affection for the Yan family and even have resentment after being abducted all these years, so he dare not speak out and can only vent his anger on his own junior.

Yan Moji lowered his head, did not speak, continued to take off his outer shirt, rubbed his hands, walked to the side of the couch, and got into bed.

It's quite cold in winter when you first enter the bed, but Ji Mingwu has already got into bed first, and the inner energy is used to heat up the whole bed. After Yan Moji came in, he felt warm all over his body. He just hugged Ji Mingwu, as if hugging A super-sized warm baby.

Both of them lay down, and Ji Mingwu lightly flicked his fingers to extinguish the candle, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

"Brother Wu, is that person at the banquet today..."

Regarding Yan Moji, Ji Mingwu had nothing to hide: "It's the prince."

As expected, Yan Moji took a breath of cold air: "What is the prince secretly doing in Qingzhou City?"

Although Yan Moji didn't care much about the royal family's situation, if such a major event as the crown prince's departure from Beijing was done in an aboveboard manner, it would certainly be impossible for Qingzhou City to be as peaceful as usual.

"In order to have a meeting with Brother Chu." Ji Mingwu said frankly, "Jianzong has been hesitating before, whether to intervene in the crown prince dispute, but Jinxiumen has become more and more rampant in recent years, and Jianzong can no longer stay out of it."

Yan Moji has heard before that the prince of this dynasty is weak and has not been able to recuperate for many years, and there are rumors among the people that he will be the second prince.

"It's no wonder that Senior Brother Chu appeared in Prince Qi's mansion..." Yan Moji nodded thoughtfully, and then thought of something else, "King Qi is also on the prince's side?"

"Ah."

Yan Moji had a good impression of the prince, so he didn't have any other thoughts, he just said with emotion: "I hope there won't be any big trouble."

Ji Mingwu was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "That's not necessarily the case."

"Ok?"

"According to Senior Brother Yan's investigation, Jinxiumen may have colluded with the Di people in the northwest grassland."

Now Yan Moji was really taken aback, and became worried: "Isn't the Jinxiu Gate an armed force of the imperial court? Why is it related to the grassland Di people?"

Yan Moji's high school history class was not in vain. He still knew that in ancient times, border minority invasions had always been a headache for all dynasties.In this world, the martial arts in the Central Plains is very powerful, and there are three masters sitting in charge. Yan Moji thought that the border issue was not too serious!

Ji Mingwu shook his head, and immediately thought that Yan Moji didn't have his own night vision ability, so he might not be able to see clearly, and said: "We don't know about this either, we can only say that it is to prevent problems before they happen."

Yan Moji also knew that it was impossible to know such a secret in detail, so he could only sigh in the end.

I would rather be a dog of peace than a person in troubled times.

Their safety and the development of assorted foods are all based on the premise of a peaceful and peaceful era, so don't cause wars!

Sensing Yan Moji's worry, Ji Mingwu patted him lightly to comfort him.

It's useless to worry about this kind of thing.Yan Moji closed his eyes, let himself pull his mind away from state affairs, and soon drifted to another direction.

After a long time, Yan Moji's confused voice suddenly sounded in the darkness: "Brother Wu, if you feel that something doesn't belong to you, you shouldn't take it, but others think it belongs to you, what will you do? "

Ji Mingwu was startled for a moment, he didn't understand why Yan Moji asked this question, but he was always very serious about Ah Ji's question, so after thinking about it, he asked, "What will you get if you take it?"

"Responsibilities, interests... have everything..."

"Do you want to?"

Yan Moji thought about it carefully, and then replied in a low voice after a while: "I want it a little bit, but I don't want it a little bit."

Before today, he had always held an indifferent attitude towards the identity of the "Second Master Yan".Although he has fully adapted to the life in this world and wants to live in peace and stability with Ji Mingwu from the bottom of his heart, he subconsciously feels that the respect and love brought by "Second Young Master Yan" should belong to the late Yuan Yuan. body, does not belong to him.

It's just that seeing his brother Yan Mojian today, Yan Moji was suddenly a little confused.

Yan Moji has no interest in the glory and wealth brought by his status, and the development of assorted food is getting better and better. He is confident that he can get what he wants with his own hands; Momentary heartbeat.

He was an only child in his previous life, his family was poor, his parents were busy, and he walked to and from school every day with his schoolbag on his back; many families in the countryside had several children, but their families were too poor and were raped by those vicious relatives. They embezzled a lot of family property, and they couldn't support two children.

So Yan Moji spent most of his childhood alone, and when he was a child, he longed for those who had brothers and sisters.

If there are brothers and sisters, they can run to school together; they can take turns to collect firewood; they can cook together; they can fight with those who laugh at them...

He can protect him, or be protected by him.

After coming to this world, Yan Moji taught Ji Mingwen as his younger sister, but now that he saw Yan Mojian, he suddenly felt a desire for the concept of "brother".

Although Yan Mojian seems a little unreliable, Yan Moji can feel that this brother is sincere in his concern for him, and sincere in his apology.

——But these are things that belong to another "Yan Moji", which is the warmth that he could not have hoped for in the silent night when he was young, which he should have enjoyed, but died of decadence when the dawn came care.

Yan Moji felt that if he accepted the identity of "Second Young Master Yan", he would be like a thief who stole something that did not belong to him.

But tonight he suddenly realized a problem.

He excluded Yan Mojian and called him "Brother Yan", which showed that while he was unwilling to accept this identity, he was also hurting this brother's heart.

The real relatives of the original body will naturally feel pain when they hit the wall they erected, but after the pain, they continue to bump into it without giving up.

——Is this result what you want?

Yan Moji was confused.

Although Ji Mingwu couldn't guess what Yan Moji was worried about, he could feel Yan Moji's bewilderment, and his heart softened. He reached out and gently held Yan Moji's hand.

Yan Moji turned his head to look at him. In the silent night, although he could only see the outline of Ji Mingwu, he suddenly felt much more at ease.

Ji Mingwu said in a low voice: "If it were me, I would only ask for a clear conscience."

——with a clear conscience...

Yan Moji leaned forward, leaned his head lightly on Ji Mingwu's shoulder, was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "It's really your style, Brother Wu."

Ji Mingwu felt the head rubbing against his shoulder, couldn't help stretching out his other hand to stroke his hair, tightened Yan Moji's hand slightly, and said solemnly: "Actually, you don't have to think about it." too much."

"Ok?"

"What you want, I will help you get it, and what you don't want, I will cut it off for you—no matter what it is. You don't have to worry about other things," Yan Moji only heard Ji Mingwu's deep voice in the dark night Said slowly, although the voice was soft, it was heavier than a thousand jun.

"Just follow your heart."