The lord is always dishonest [Transmigration Book]

The days that followed were no different than before.

Raise flowers, play cats, make tea and tease chickens, and occasionally go out to swim in the lake with Xie Shen, life is more peaceful than before.

When the winter snow in the corner of Wanjing City has completely disappeared, and the branches are dyed with fresh green, this year's spring has finally arrived.

Early in the morning, Qi Zhao went to Sajin Street. As soon as the shower was lifted, he heard the rattan bell on the door ring. Du Wen walked in with a Taiji banner in his arms: "Qi Zhaozhao!"

Qi Zhao watered the dragon tooth grass unhurriedly: "Why did you come here so early today?"

"You still don't know?" Du Wenhuan came over joyfully, and put the Tai Chi flag aside, the four large characters on it hung straight down from the iron mouth, and fell right in front of Qi Zhao's eyes.

Qi Zhao took a look: "... Duwen, your handwriting is so ugly."

"What's so ugly, I have no vision." Du Wen glanced at him dissatisfied, and laughed again, "Come on, let's talk about business, in a few days it will be the Spring Festival, and you don't want to prepare?"

"Ok?"

Picking up the Spring Festival, Qi Zhao heard from Xie Shen, and knew that there would be such a time in Wanjing City every spring, but Qi Zhao didn’t know exactly what to do. Xie Shen should have said it too, but at that time Qi Zhao had already been tossed into a daze by him. , did not remember.

"Live as you want, do you need to make special preparations?"

Qi Zhao moved a step to the side, continued to water, Du Wen came up and said, "You don't know at first sight, the Spring Festival is the beginning of the year, this day everyone in the city wears new clothes, lights lamps to make wishes, Only in the coming year can we be safe and happy, especially—"

Qi Zhao looked at him suspiciously: "What?"

"Especially for someone like you and City Lord Xie who just got married, it's going to release sky lanterns together, how can it be unimportant?"

His eyes were full of jokes, Qi Zhao smiled: "Then you should get married with Yue Cang as soon as possible, and then go to light the sky lantern, wouldn't it be better?"

"... Cough." Du Wenyou looked at him quietly, "You've learned badly."

"It's okay." Qi Zhao said with a smile, "But what I said is a serious matter, you really don't want to think about it?"

Du Wen pinched the Taiji banner with his fingers, and after a long while, he said coyly: "Actually, I and the dead profiteer, um...we got married three years ago, and I didn't know you at that time, so you don't know."

three years ago?

Qi Zhao was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows after realizing it, and looked at Du Wen meaningfully.

The little magic stick exploded in an instant: "What kind of eyes do you have? I have known him since childhood, and now I am 25 years old. Isn't it normal to get married?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Qi Zhao followed Shanruliu, and said along the way, "Then what should I prepare for the Spring Festival? I don't understand it very well, so I still need you to teach me."

Du Wen glanced at Qi Zhao, making sure that his expression was serious, so he was satisfied, and said happily: "Actually, there is no need to prepare anything. What you need at this time is your heart. Make something with your own hands. Give it to City Lord Xie when the sky lantern is lit."

As he said that, he added earnestly: "Well, there's more, you remember to get two rattan rings, and connect them with a red string in the middle, you and Xie Cheng will take them with you when the time comes, but don't break them .”

The red thread is easy to break, and the vines are easy to break, which means that we must always hold hands.

Qi Zhao touched his nose: "Okay."

Du Wen is someone who has been here, and you can tell what Qi Zhao is thinking by looking at Qi Zhao's expression, he can't help but pat him on the shoulder, and said old-fashionedly: "Don't be nervous, at worst, you will follow me when the time comes, and Du Banxian will teach you by hand."

Qi Zhao couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, I'm afraid Yue Cang won't agree."

"What a dead profiteer thinks doesn't matter at all."

Du Wen clicked his tongue and waved his hand nonchalantly. Just as the last word was finished, he heard someone at the door speak heavily: "Really?"

The dangling hand of the little magic stick immediately froze, he turned his head, and Yue Cang didn't know when he came, he stood by the door with folded arms and raised his eyebrows and looked at him, because Du Wen hadn't closed the door when he just came in, so the Fujiki Bell also No sound.

Qi Zhao smiled slowly: "Yue Cang."

Yue Cang responded, but didn't take his eyes off Xiao Shenzhu, and said calmly: "Come here, let's go home."

Du Wen actually didn't want to go back, but just now he was caught speaking ill of someone, he was very guilty, and sniffed cowardly: "...Okay."

He picked up the Taiji flag, and waved his hand weakly at Qi Zhao: "Qi Zhaozhao, I'm going back."

Qi Zhao nodded with a smile, Du Wen walked to the door, Yue Cang took the Taiji banner with one hand, squeezed the claw of the little magic stick with the other hand, and went out with him.

After the bell rang, the rattan wooden door opened and closed, and the surroundings fell silent again.

Qi Zhao shook his head and smiled, lifted the shower next to him, and continued to water the next plant.

At dusk, Qi Zhao closed the door of Lingzhi's shop and went back to the city lord's mansion.

Before going back, I went to the restaurant next door. Meng Ran sat in the corner with a sad face, worrying about picking up things for the Spring Festival.

The distressed little boss didn't want to say anything, handed the food box containing snacks to Qi Zhao, and then nestled back again. Qi Zhao laughed, said goodbye to Wei Huai, turned around and left the restaurant. I saw Xie Shen.

He was standing at the other end of the street, and the heavy light at dusk shone on him, making him very beautiful.

Qi Zhao walked over: "Have you been waiting long?"

"Just here."

Xie Shen brought the food box in Qi Zhao's hand, and the two walked towards the city lord's mansion together. On the way back, Qi Zhao hesitated for a while, and then brought up the matter of picking up the Spring Festival. After hearing what he said, Xie Shen smiled slowly She smiled: "In fact, those are not important, as long as the person is there."

Having said that, Qi Zhao knew that City Lord Xie was being prudish again.

When he came back to look for Xie Shen a few days ago, he clearly saw the latter secretly carving wooden figurines. At that time, he thought that Xie Shen thought that Xie Shen was rough when he got married and wanted to start again, but looking at it now, the meaning behind it is There is one more layer.

He was clearly preparing seriously, but he said it didn't matter.

Cute, think uh huh.

Qi Zhao didn't expose him: "That's not okay, it's just that you and I are celebrating the Spring Festival for the first time, and we still need to use dim sum."

Xie Shen's ears trembled, and he hummed pretending to be calm.

At this time in early spring, the flowers and trees by the lake were in bloom, and the petals were blowing over with the wind, sticking to Xie Shen's hair and shoulders, against the reddish ear tips and clear face, the contrast was extremely cute.

Qi Zhao couldn't help changing his voice: "Xie Shen."

"Ok?"

Xie Shen looked back at him, the moment he turned his head, Qi Zhao leaned forward to press a kiss on the corner of his lips, then backed away, walked forward with his eyes bent, and the tips of his ears were also a little red.

Qi Zhao who takes the initiative to tease people is very cute, and the little fool who blushes first after teasing others is also very cute.

Xie Shen's eyes were full of smiles, he touched the place where Qi Zhao just passed with his fingers, and heeled up.

……

In the next few days, Xie Shen was secretly carving wood carvings, and Qi Zhao also started to gather things for the Spring Festival.

The vine-wood ring was very simple for Qi Zhao, and it took less than a quarter of an hour to complete it. Meng Ran and Du Wen saw it when they came for a stroll, and felt that the wooden ring made by Qi Zhao was better than the ones he had seen before. Learning, Qi Zhao had no choice but to teach, and the two went back happily.

After they left, Qi Zhaocai took out the things that had been hastily stuffed under the table just now. It was a book with only twenty pages in total. The front ones were pictures, the last pages were words, and there were about eight or nine pages in the middle. Blank.

This is what Qi Zhao wanted to give to Xie Shen. The previous picture was drawn by him, and it was when he thought City Lord Xie was the best. The last page was also written by him, which is...cough.

[Isn't it just a love letter? You've even seduced cat ears, why don't you be so innocent. 】

"You don't have a Taoist companion, so you don't understand." Qi Zhaoyou said quietly.

Xiao Jiu choked: "I won't take you to expose the shortcomings like this."

Qi Zhao ignored him, and Xiao Jiu turned into mint balls and came out, moved by his hand: "Tsk tsk tsk, the writing is not bad."

Qi Zhao pushed away expressionlessly: "Don't make trouble."

Xiao Jiu was completely unmoved: "The painting is also very beautiful, but can you make it in time? The day after tomorrow is to pick up the Spring Festival, but you are still short..."

He counted and continued, "Eight and a half pages."

"It should be in time." Qi Zhao took up the pen, "If you don't make trouble."

"It's not making trouble." The mint green dumpling moved aggrievedly, but didn't speak after that, just watched quietly from the side.

For a moment, the only sound left in the room was the smell of ink and the rubbing of pen tips.

In the evening, Xie Shen came to pick him up.

Qi Zhao calculated the time early, put away the books before he came, and locked the door.When he went out, Xiao Jiu didn't want to eat dog food and was still worried. When he saw Xie Shen, he hid wisely and didn't disturb them.

The two of them walked to the city lord's mansion, in fact, it was like this every day, walking the same path with the same people, but they never got tired of it.

Halfway through, Qi Zhao remembered something and said, "The day after tomorrow is the Spring Festival. Have you seen the vine-wood ring I made?"

Xie Shen smiled: "I see, it's very beautiful, I like it very much."

Qi Zhao rolled his eyes coaxingly: "Just like it."

They continued to walk forward, talking about picking up the Spring Festival while walking, Qi Zhao was celebrating for the first time, looking forward to it and nervous, couldn't help chattering, Xie Shen didn't talk much, listened to him quietly, and smiled from time to time.

The city lord's mansion will arrive soon.

Qi Zhao stopped talking for a while, and squinted his eyes: "In short, I am looking forward to the day after tomorrow, which is great."

Xie Shen hummed lightly, and took him by the hand into the city lord's mansion. He would read a book in the study every day before dinner, and this day was no exception. Qi Zhao would usually go to water the flowers and feed the children at this time. The yellow chicken, almost on the way, the two walked towards the study, and just halfway there, they saw Xie Qing who was walking in a hurry.

He seemed to be looking for Xie Shen originally, but when he saw them, his frown relaxed slightly, and he walked over quickly.

Xie Qing looked like this Qi Zhao had seen him two or three times before, and every time something bad happened, he hurriedly asked, "Guan Xie, what's the matter?"

Xie Qing stood still in front of them, he didn't even have time to salute, said in a deep voice.

"A letter from Shuofang City, saying that it is the city lord Yan Hui—"

"The card is broken."

The author has something to say: Xin Yiyi: "Let me be so embarrassed, it's good that I didn't make trouble when I got married, and want to celebrate the festival? It doesn't exist."