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Xu Ziqing's face tightened, he didn't want people to see a joke, and he didn't want to cause internal strife at this time, so he finally let go of the nonsense, and only asked Su Heng, "Then how does His Majesty decide to deal with it?"

"Half a year's salary, three months of confinement... What do you think, teacher?" Su Heng also asked him respectfully.

This kind of punishment is not hurting, and it is too superficial. In Xu Ziqing's opinion, it is better to hit thirty sticks, but he can't say much now, so he can only silently agree.

However, Su Chan decided that he would rather beat him than deduct his salary, let alone confine his feet—every time he went to the palace, these old officials would make trouble for nothing. Adding up the broken pieces, he would have to pay the court Baigangong for four or five years without any money.

But Su Chan didn't want to challenge Xu Ziqing even more. This imperial tutor started to be her teacher when Su Heng was still the prince, and occasionally taught Su Chan.In the beginning, this old official treated everyone equally, knowing that Su Chan's fate was strange, and he would overwhelm the country and the city, but it was impossible to talk about a real enmity.However, five years ago, Xu Ziqing's eldest son died in the army. With a little concern in his heart, he walked thousands of miles from the border to the imperial city in the posture of a walking corpse. If only this was okay...

However, the walking corpse nourishes the blood with the flesh and nourishes the soul with the flesh. There are countless casualties along the way. Before entering the house, they are rescued by Su Chan and Shen Yu. Parents are always unreasonable. Xu Ziqing did not see his beloved son for the last time. On the one hand, at that time, he almost raised a kitchen knife to kill Su Chan.

Luckily he ran fast.

At this point, the matter was finally settled peacefully. When Su Chan dragged his family back to Qingyuan Temple, he was still holding the empty lamp in his hand, and even the hairs of his body were hurting. He was originally a lazy person. Not many times throughout the year, not to mention that from last night to now, the pillow has not been stained, and the meal has not been eaten.

Being fined another year's salary, Yu Heng was so angry that he didn't want to care about others, and turned the abacus in his hand to the sky, wishing he could run away from home immediately, and not beg for life with the poor ass nose, Su Chan himself was used to it, and came back The first thing is to scrape the inside of the lantern with a talisman, scrape out half a penny of ashes, and put it on the incense burner. The young disciples watched from the door, and they didn't know what the master was doing.

"It's all been burnt clean, even if it can be brought back, it will take a hundred years..." Xie Changlin was like a piece of dog skin plaster. He followed Su Chan wherever he went, and he could help when he encountered difficulties. Doing a lofty posture, while filtering ashes and wiping the incense burner, it is also very busy.

"Then let it be a hundred years. In the Qingyuan Temple, Gong's ancestors will be able to return him a complete life one day... He disappeared for the sake of us. I can't let him down." Su Chan used people with ease, The words were high-sounding, and Xie Changlin was doing all the work.

He put his hands in his sleeves, leaned against the pillars of the top beam, his eyelids drooped more and more, he could still follow what Xie Changlin said, the further he went, the more unpredictable, when he looked up, it turned out to be half Wake up - presumably the magic stick has such an ability after working for a long time, talking nonsense without thinking.

Xie Changlin looked at him, and there was a trace of tenderness between his brows and heart. He had always been serious, and it was difficult to see any different expressions. In addition, Xie Changlin's appearance was originally slightly different from that of the people of Da Chu. He was handsome but tall. With sunken eyebrows, majesty can emerge from under the skin when not smiling.

It was almost night at this time, and the cold candlelight filled the room, falling from the top of Xie Changlin's head, showing a kind of affection.He stared at Su Chan intently, and when the man woke up from the dream and suddenly met his eyes, he looked into Su Chan's eyes shamelessly.

"..." Su Chan turned his head away first, he is not a young boy with a soft skin and face, he can't live with this embarrassment, but he just doesn't want to give Xie Changlin any chance to rise when he sees the trend.

"The demon master is self-respecting, you and I have different identities, let alone the demon master hasn't given me an explanation for what happened today."

His sneering expression was full of threats. Under normal circumstances, the young disciples of Qingyuan Temple rarely saw him like this. Even Luo Ming had a little doll in one hand, and hid behind the door with seven or eight people, trying to take the opportunity Have fun.

After a while, Su Chan sighed and said again, "I have never had any friendship with the demon lord. In terms of status, I am just an idle prince who can't take care of major affairs. If he wants to seek the country, why does the demon lord approach me?"

"I don't seek the country, I seek you..." Xie Changlin looked at him and said, "If you are tired, go back and sleep for a while."

The enemy advances one foot, and I return ten feet. Xie Changlin seldom misses what he likes, because in the eyes of ordinary people, it is a necessary means to achieve the goal, and it is easier to go straight.

"..." Su Chan gave him a blank look, not happy to talk to the glib boss, "Chen Yu, come in."

Chen Yu's personality is both soft and tolerant, and he and Luo Ming have almost started to call each other brothers.The two huddled together, staring at their boss who hadn't lost his temper for a hundred years, the lively side looked halfway, and suddenly got angry.He patted Yu Heng on the head helplessly, and answered at the door, "Hey".

"In the future, if the devil master comes, I will be able to wait for him from all over the Qingyuan temple with great gifts, thank him for his kindness last night, and you can weigh up the other treasures, pick a few and sell them, they will last for a year or so... ..." After Su Chan gave his orders, he glanced at Xie Changlin, and before meeting his eyes, he turned his head away again, "From now on, I will still be my shopkeeper, Qingyuan Temple will still be in your care, so people come and go ——Even if you are a distinguished guest, you don’t need to tell me.”

The whisk in Chen Yu's hand is similar to Su Chan's bald cinnabar pen, both are very worn, and he just likes to flick it around, which adds a sense of worldliness to the fairy-tale person.Hearing this, he raised his eyes and looked at Xie Changlin, trying not to show the gloating of "a heavy responsibilities and a long way to go", "Got it."

"It's getting late, I'll go back to rest first... Chen Yu, you can see off the distinguished guests for me later." Uncle Su Chan put his hands in his hands, and didn't bother to talk to Xie Changlin any more, and just left him in the air. In the hall.

Chen Yu responded with a smile again, "Okay...just wronged the devil."

When the few of them came back from the palace, although they could not be said to be in a mess, they were indeed not as good-looking as when they first went out.Su Chan's black and white brocade robe was covered with water, mud, and cinnabar heel spattered with blood spots, but Xie Changlin hugged each other, and the Ministry of Rites sent someone to personally send it back to Qingyuan Temple.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Qingyuan Temple, from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and then to the villages with a radius of tens of miles, all knew Xie Changlin's unattainable status. At that time, Chen Yu was scared enough--fortunately, he didn't make a move. I can't afford to flatten the entire mountain.

The four seasons in the mountain are no earlier than the imperial city in Yimapingchuan. Night comes earlier. After the scorching sun in July, the wind passes through the forest and blows directly into Su Chan's home in the back mountain.

He had been lying on the bed for a long time, but he was more energetic when he closed his eyes, turning over and over was Xie Changlin's moneyless face.

"Alas." Su Chan sighed and got up helplessly.

His room was originally elegant. Before Su Chan lived in, it belonged to the previous temple master. He had no worries in the world, and he became a fairy directly. If Su Chan didn't live in, this place would be even more beautiful and refined. Because of Yuheng's temperament, he wanted to repair it from the ground up and open it up as a signboard for the common people to pay homage to.

Su Chan simply put on a thin dress and walked from the bedroom to the study, took out two shredded shikigami, and went to work first, he even boiled the hot water during these few steps.

The shredded shikigami are no more conscious and irritating than Yuheng and Yaoguang. They are smaller and easier to finish. They work diligently up and down on their short legs. In a blink of an eye, all the candles on the shelf are lit. , tilting his head towards Su Chan like an elf in the dim yellow light.

"Bang bang bang" Su Chan's room is ventilated on all sides. Although there are roofs and walls, the windows are many and large without covering them. They are drawn with light curtains. If anyone is outside, will they knock or not? It doesn't matter, when the wind blows, everyone can see everyone.

Therefore, the heartless people who can politely wait outside are either acquaintances who ask him for something, or friends who have not known him for long.

"Mr. Su, the Lord and I will go back first. I will put the two dolls in the yard for you." Luo Ming didn't intend to go in either. Feeling a bit overwhelmed.

Su Chan didn't bother, and suddenly felt that these little shikigami cut out by hand were much cuter than those made with hard work.

Some people on the mountain couldn't sleep all night, and the lights in the palace were also lit all night.

The mess around the altar has already been cleaned up by the people from the Jiantian Department. When the incident happened, they were all on the periphery. Once the Yin soldiers came out, they were not strong enough to move forward. Besides, the national teacher who led the Jiantian Department was not there, and the dragons had no leader. At most, it can only prevent the situation from deteriorating.

Su Heng stood in the study with a straight face. Except for Xu Ziqing who was old and frail and gave him a seat, the other ministers knelt neatly in rows.Their embarrassing official uniforms had already been changed at home, and they rushed back to the palace without a bite of dinner, not daring to slack off at all, just waiting for this reprimand from His Majesty.

After such a big incident, Zhuo Yuemen, the national teacher, still didn't show up. The eunuchs who went to invite him had gone three times, and when they were sent again, Su Heng didn't even have a waiter around him.The ministers bowed their heads and looked at each other in private. They really didn't understand the current situation, and they were afraid of disaster from the sky. They endured the hungry stomach and the yawn overflowing to the mouth and continued to try to figure out the king's heart.