magician in town

Chapter 95 Heping Street Sub-district Office (3)

The corridor of the office is as dilapidated as the outside, covered with outdated slightly green artificial marble floor tiles, and the corners are broken.But behind a door at the end of the corridor, it seemed as if time had slipped back in time. As soon as Du Zheng opened the door, his leather shoes stepped on the luxurious woven carpet.

He raised his head and looked around, the room was dimly lit, the window was half-rolled with bamboo curtains, outside the window was heavily blocked by plane trees and vines, and candles were burning on a few bronze lamp stands.There are two bookcases against the north wall, and a celadon vase with a plum blossom on a small table.To the east is a group of twelve-sided screens, which densely separate the inside and outside, and there are faint figures inside.

"Is Zhengyi here?" A slightly familiar voice called, with a relaxed and casual tone, "Come here."

There is only one person inside.

Du Zhengyi frowned slightly, walked over slowly, and walked around the screen. Inside, there was a red sandalwood desk on the north side, an armchair at the back, two official hat chairs at both ends, and two cloisonné-covered chairs on the ground in front. Embroidered pier.On the wall behind the desk, there is a desk with a small marble screen and a pair of blue and white porcelain vases on the left and right.On the wall above the case, there is a plaque hanging in the middle, with the words "Shutong Qingxiang" written on it.

There are two red sandalwood bookcases on both sides of the case, and a row of official hat chairs are placed next to the screen partition, and there is a table and two chairs under the south window.This is roughly an office, but judging by the seats, it looks like a conference room.But it is quiet and elegant, with the taste of 100 years of precipitation, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a study.

The sorcerer Fan Shi was standing by the table, wearing a dark blue robe with a cloak over it. Although the sleeves of the robe were wide, he still looked straight and loose.He was already a little old, but he was still the youngest among the nine, thin and capable, full of energy, with piercing eyes.

"I didn't expect such a remote office to be so tastefully cleaned." Fan Shi smiled slightly and spoke Du Zhengyi's heartfelt thoughts, as if he could see Du Zhengyi's thoughts at a glance.

Du Zhengyi also responded with a smile, because Fan Shi was wearing formal robes, so he had no choice but to bow and raise his hands in the old salute.

Fan Shi is the youngest among the nine living venerables, and also the last one to join the ranks of venerables.I don't know if it's because the days of becoming a venerable are too young and he hasn't had enough of this addiction. No matter what the occasion is, he always dresses according to the most formal dress standard.Hindering his status, others had no choice but to use the most formal etiquette to act.If you still happen to be wearing a T-shirt or slippers at this time, it is really not an ordinary embarrassment.

In addition, there are tattoos on the face of the venerables that mark their pedigree status. This is a tradition, and that's all. The venerables usually use spiritual induction techniques to camouflage to cover up this ancient trace.There is only Fan Shi, he is the only one among the nine venerables who shows tattoos on his face every day.Even now Du Zhengyi could see the tattoos that occupied his right forehead and the upper half of his right cheek.Those are many abstract lines, and it is impossible to see the deformation of the original form.Du Zhengyi also had to admit that this tattoo of his actually added a bit of tough masculinity to him.

Du Zhengyi was familiar with the nine venerables, and his indifference to people had not yet extended to the venerables. In his opinion, the venerables had always been able to uphold justice.but……

But, after all, Liu Li didn't come.This is very strange.

"Please sit down." Fan Ya said politely.

But in such a situation, Du Zhengyi felt that no matter where he sat, it was not suitable, he would look like a boy listening to his teacher's lecture.What's more, Fan Shi didn't seem to want to sit down, so it looked a bit like an interrogation.

"Master Liu Li has something to do temporarily." Fan Shi seemed to see Du Zhengyi's distrust, so he stopped insisting and explained instead, "Something went wrong at the school, but it's just a small matter among students."

Du Zheng nodded, but didn't speak.

The scene was a little awkward. Fan Shi probably wasn't familiar with Du Zhengyi enough, and he didn't know that there were still people who could put on a paralyzed face in front of His Holiness.They stared at each other for a long time, Fan Shi seemed to be a little emotional, turned his head to look at the words on the wall that said "Shutong is clear and ringing", and suddenly said, "Drink the clear dew, and the flowing sound of Shutong. Ju Gao The sound is far away, not because of the autumn wind. It must be the source of these four words?"

"It should be." Du Zhengyi said, showing complete lack of interest in ancient culture.

Fan Shi was not influenced by him, and continued, "Drinking the dew and living in the phoenix trees, this is a state of life worth pursuing."

Du Zhengyi has nothing to say, he has always been committed to solving problems, and the state of life is a binary code in his opinion: 1. exists, 0. does not exist. ?

The mage is not good at philosophical thinking, he is a standard mage.

"There is still a difference between Qing Gao and Jie Ao." Fan Shi said looking straight into his eyes.

Oh, it turned out that this was a reproach.

"When Mr. Pei was educating you, he paid too much attention to killing skills. I thought it seemed a little too much. Even humans on this continent have started to pay attention to quality education, and we can't always be so stubborn." Fan Shi calmly said.

"But the noble one, isn't it just a bug?" Du Zhengyi said indifferently, "I can recite this poem about cicadas by Yu Shinan when I was six years old."

For a moment, it seemed as if an ice cube was frozen in the air, Fan Shi was slightly startled, he probably didn't like someone talking to him like this.But then his eyes seemed to be lit with deep flames, as if Du Zhengyi's performance was in line with his intentions, and he was as happy as seeing a piece of sizzling fat steak.

A trace of vigilance flashed across Du Zhengyi's heart. He looked at Fan Shi, and the instinct carved into his bones made him quickly begin to review Fan Shi's resume and his technical characteristics.He is not a mind mage, which is reassuring, but a mage has reached the level of the venerable, and it is far from being able to be described by any type of mage.

Fan Shi had a reputation for being young and promising a long time ago, and he was relatively young when he became a venerable. Du Zheng always had the impression that he was easy to deal with.Perhaps it was because he was younger, so it was easier to communicate, and he didn't have the eccentricities of ordinary venerables.He is also one of the rare venerables who is willing to undertake mundane affairs. He supervises the most sensitive internal control department in Qionglin, and is in charge of the supervision of execution mages, battle mages, and even the guards of the lonely mountain.Of course, Du Zhengyi was also under his supervision, so this was not the first time they had such a conversation. Du Zheng had a good impression of him, and it was also because he never ventured into this sensitive position.

In fact, if he recalled it, it was the Archmage, the head of the internal control department under his direct leadership, who was always aggressive, causing a lot of trouble, and was frequently replaced.Every time there was a big trouble, the venerable mage personally came out to clean up the situation.

"That's what I'm worried about," Fan Shi walked back and forth in front of him a few steps, "Du Zhengyi, you've grown too much."

(End of this chapter)