Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 453 You went to catch the iron-eating beast?
...Finally, he had a good chat with the old man and the others inside, and for a moment he forgot that Yan Chuan was waiting outside the imperial city.

Seeing the young man's face that seemed to be possessed by spirits, Mo Junli was shocked at first, and then felt a sense of guilt for no reason.

He bowed his head in silence, and after three breaths he successfully got rid of the bit of guilt, raised his head and chest up again, with a smile on his face, and walked slowly in front of Yan Chuan: "You've been waiting here?"

"No." Yan Chuan, who had been waiting in the night wind for an unknown amount of time and was almost frozen into cabbage on the ground, replied, "Xu Zheng was so hungry that he couldn't take it anymore, so he ran to Zhongshi to eat Come back for a meal."

Mo Junli frowned when he heard the words: "It's okay, I'm not stupid, I know how to find something to eat when I'm hungry."

Yan Chuan weakly rolled his eyes perfunctorily, he didn't want to talk.

——If you are hungry and don’t know how to find food, you are still waiting where you are, wouldn’t you be a fool?
It's not that the left and right masters don't have whistles to call the eagle in their hands, at worst, let him also taste the feeling of blowing cold wind and waiting for others outside the door.

Besides, he knows his hapless master too well, he never came out half an hour after entering the palace!
Uncomfortable and tired, he will remove half of the silver thread from the soft armor when he returns tonight——

Grandpa, young master, beat him, beat him to death!

When the time comes, he will cheer them on by blowing the suona!
Yan Chuan yelled in his heart, and stared at his master with great resentment, until the young man couldn't stand his gaze anymore, couldn't find anything else to say, and got on the carriage very stiffly. With a shake, he drove away.

...I always feel that Yan Chuan's eyes are trying to peel him alive.

Sitting in the carriage, Mo Junli's back felt cold again and again for no reason.

The instinct of a martial arts practitioner tells him that he will probably face a catastrophe one day in the future, and most of this disaster will be closely related to these hapless subordinates in his family, although he can't figure out what it will be like right now disaster.

These unlucky bastards, wouldn't they join hands to sell him?
Of course, it is impossible to sell to Mo Shuyuan and others, but what if it is sold to the old man?

... He didn't want to take over such a big mess from Qianping so early, thank you.

The young man rubbed his hands nervously, every time this happened, he really wanted to ask the little national teacher to make a decision, not to mention anything else, even if it was simple for peace of mind.

Mo Junli pinched the small window to think wildly, while Yan Chuan swung the horsewhip and drove the carriage very fast.

After sending his bastard master back to the Prince's Mansion, he had to make a non-stop trip to the Honglu Inn, and the letter written by the third lady to the saint of Beijiang was still in his possession.

Tsk, if they couldn't defeat their master, he estimated that at least half of the brothers in Guanfeng Pavilion wanted to rebel.

Yan Chuan secretly slandered, tied up the carriage and jumped up to the roof with light work. Honglu Temple is one of the important places in the suburbs of Beijing. It is midnight and he rode there to ensure that he would be caught by someone as an assassin and spy .

The young man's back was bleak and desolate, and he disappeared in the misty autumn night wind in the blink of an eye.

The young man who had just entered the hospital raised his eyes and saw the human figure, and only belatedly remembered that Yan Chuan still had the "important task" of delivering a letter to Ye Zhifeng.

Hmm... Why don't you give Yanchuan a little more monthly money, how about five hundred Wen?
Mo Junli rubbed his chin and thought to himself, wandering back to the house to read.

Ye Zhifeng, who was far away in the post house of Honglu Temple, sat by the window and waited for half the night. Finally, when the frosty moon was about to fall into the sky, he received a letter from Yanchuan.

Looking at the handwriting on it, which is graceful yet casual and unrestrained, Ye Zhifeng was so excited that he almost burst into tears—God knows how difficult it was for her to live in Qianping these two days!

If God is willing to give her another chance, she will definitely overcome the laziness in her heart at the beginning, and follow the master to learn the restraint method of the qi technique!

The girl with a cold demeanor but a slightly ferocious expression raised her sleeves and wiped away the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and then plunged headlong into endless practice.

In order to get rid of her tragic fate of being blinded as soon as possible, Ye Zhifeng went all out to practice the mantra, forgetting to eat and sleep.

Therefore, when Xiaocheng, Mo Wanyan and others rushed to the posthouse to look for her, the saint of northern Xinjiang, the black and blue color around Ye Zhifeng's eyes was the next morning. It was enough for her to help her out of the deep mountain and pretend to be a starved and emaciated iron-eating beast.

"Sister Ye, your eyes..." The little princess looked at the haggard girl in front of her, the emotion in her eyes was indescribable, "Did you run to Fuli last night to catch the iron beast?"

"No, Le Wan, I just thought about some random things, and I didn't sleep well for a while." Ye Zhifeng yawned and waved his hands slightly, staying up all night. Although her body was extremely exhausted, her spirit was full Strange excitement.

At present, the qi-watching technique that has been activated on weekdays has been restrained by her. It is the first time that she has seen the face of the little princess beside her for the first time in Qianping.

Hmm... It's pretty much the same as she imagined, Le Wan is really a cute and lively little girl.

The corners of Ye Zhifeng's lips curved indistinctly, as expected, no matter what the moment, seeing a beautiful girl is always a pleasure to the body and mind.

"Ah? Then it doesn't matter if you want to, Sister Ye." Mo Wanyan suddenly became nervous when she heard the words, and hurriedly grabbed the girl's wrist, "Why don't you stay in the post house to rest a little longer, and we won't go out ?”

"Will this delay the schedule too much?" Ye Zhifeng frowned, she really wanted to go back to sleep for a while now, but thinking of the sleepiness that climbed to the top of her head when she thought that she came here to Ganping, she was instantly overwhelmed Dumped away to cloud nine.

"There is no fixed itinerary," the little princess heard, and she rolled her eyes and smiled, "Since father said to 'walk around casually', then it's just 'walk around casually', it's up to you whether you want to go shopping or not, and where you go." .”

"...The main reason is that I don't think it's very good not to go out for a day." Ye Zhifeng smiled slightly, "It's a bit impolite no matter how you think about it."

The host specially sent someone to show her, a guest, the customs and customs of a foreign country. Not only did she, the envoy of the defeated country, not appreciate it, she would even stay in the post house behind closed doors on sunny days.

No matter how you look at it, it has the meaning of throwing the master's face.

This is not beautiful.

"Hmm... thinking about it this way, it seems a little bit." Mo Wanyan closed her eyes and pondered for a while, then snapped her fingers quickly, "How about this, Sister Ye, let's go to the theater today to book a private room and play horse tags , Listen to the play!"

"The private room on the left and right is huge, and there is a small couch for people to rest behind the screen. If you are really tired from playing, we will drive Mu Mingyuan out of the door to watch the wind, and you can go to the back to take a nap. It’s a loss of courtesy.”

This idea is coquettish enough, but Mr. Mu sounds a bit miserable.

Ye Zhifeng showed hesitation, but she quickly put aside the trivial doubts in her heart, and nodded neatly: "So, that's fine."

"Then it's settled. Let's go, Sister Ye. Let's go to the Duke's Mansion to pick up A Ci and Sister Mu." Mingyuan, five people are just right!"

So on that day, Mu Xiu Ning admired the little father-in-law and turned into a janitor boy.

　If there is no accident, it will be three o'clock tomorrow
　　As for whether it is two chapters during the day and one chapter at night, or one chapter during the day and two chapters at night

　　up to you
　　
　
(End of this chapter)