The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1498 A Very Powerful Onmyoji (10)

She and Qingming are also so familiar, and here, Qingming really doesn't have any precautions, it seems quite casual.

This is Seimei's mansion located on Tsuchimikado-dori Street.

The gate of the mansion was ajar, but Jing Qingran pushed the door open and entered.

There was no one in the courtyard, so Jing Qingran walked inside, walked through the grass and trees in the courtyard, came outside, took off his boots, and walked onto the clean floor.

[Host, the master's recognition of you has increased by 5.00%, and now it is 40.00%. ] Jiuye's voice.

Jing Qingran nodded and said nothing.

"Qingming—" Jing Qingran called Qingming.

He didn't see Qingming's figure.

[Host, the master is in the inner room. 】Jiuye Road.

Jing Qingran walked towards the inner room.

The inner room is very quiet, and the incense in the furnace is endless, and it smells very fragrant, which makes people feel peaceful.

Jing Qingran pushes the door open and comes in, Qingming is in the inner room.

At this time, Qingming was neither taking a nap, nor drinking, nor was he in a daze with nothing to do, but was leaning over the desk and writing hard.

It's rare to see him like this.

This table is relatively low, Qingming sits on the ground, there is a short tatami mat on the floor, Qingming sits on the tatami mat, the table is complete with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Qingming held the writing brush, his expression looked quite serious, and he wrote quickly and decisively, with the air of a sharp-edged penman.

Jing Qingran looked at him, and Qingming seemed to notice it. He also raised his head slightly to look at Jing Qingran, and smiled at Jing Qingran unconsciously.

"Qingming, what are you up to?" Jing Qingran asked him.

"Bring some unprocessed official documents to my home for processing." Qingming replied to her.

"Oh." Jing Qingran nodded, she sat down at the side and didn't go there, afraid that going there would disturb him.

"It will be dealt with immediately," he said.

"Take it slowly, and I'll just sit aside." Jing Qingran said.

This inner room is very elegant, and the smell of incense is very good.

Not long after, Qingming also stopped writing, and the official document has been processed.

The two went drinking happily together again.

……

The two of them sat in the verandah, drinking wine, eating grilled fish, and talking from time to time.

……

In this era, yam was a precious ingredient that only nobles could enjoy.

Today, Jing Qingran brought a pack of yams.

Qingming sat in the outer porch, looking at the courtyard outside the porch, a cloud in the sky dyed his white hunting clothes a faint crimson.

The bag of yam that Jing Qingran brought was placed between them.

"I don't know who put this bag of yams at the door. I saw it when I went out this morning." Jing Qingran said.

"According to this, the origin of this bag of yam is unknown?" Qingming said, turning his head slightly.

"The origin is indeed unknown." Jing Qingran nodded.

"I don't know who brought this bag of yams, but it should be edible." Jing Qingran said, "Qingming, why don't we eat this bag of yams together and cook porridge for it."

Qingming looked at her: "It's rare that Boya is willing to share something good with me. I wish for it."

Jing Qingran smiled.

Then, they cook yam porridge together.

After the yam porridge is cooked, it tastes very sweet.

……

Two days later.

Jing Qingran came to Qingming's mansion again.

Qingming sat by the table, and Jing Qingran also came to sit by the table.

"Bo Ya, have you figured out about the bag of yams?" Qingming asked.

"I haven't figured it out yet." Jing Qingran shook her head.

(End of this chapter)