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After breakfast, Bai Guo sent a stack of letters, which were packed in a bamboo basket, so full that it would almost overflow.

Bai Guo once heard from his master that when his uncle was 12 years old, he went down the mountain with his master to experience training. It happened that Jiangling was flooded that year.Grand Master and Junior Master Uncle happened to pass by, exhausted their spiritual energy and saved countless people, so these letters were all sent by friends in Jiangling.Those who have been rescued will send letters to the departure court every year.

Bai Guo put the bamboo basket containing the letter on the table and stepped back.

Zhuang Yin sat down and focused on reading each letter.Xie Qi rested his forehead with one hand, seemingly bored, while with the other hand he rummaged through the bamboo basket deftly. Suddenly, his hand stopped, and a pink letter was caught between his two fingers.

The envelope is extremely delicate, and the fragrance is faint and lingering, hitting people's nostrils.There is a picture of a pair of carps on the letter, one red and one white, with their heads and tails connected, as if their feet are attached to each other.

Xie Qi's red amber-like eyes suddenly turned deep, and when he opened the letter, what he saw was: a spring feast, a glass of green wine and a song.I wish Chen three wishes again: first, I wish my husband a thousand years; second, I wish my concubine a long and healthy life;

"Crack." There was a sound of finger joints.

Zhuang Yin was still reading the letter earnestly, without taking his eyes off him, as if lost in himself, he didn't notice any sound.

The divine light in Xie Qi's eyes flickered, and he read the letter from beginning to end at a glance, then quietly moved the letter under the table expressionlessly, with a little force, the letter in his palm turned into a ball of powder in the blink of an eye.

Outside the courtyard, Bai Guo brought another pot of orange tea, her cute little face was twisted into a knot, and she said sadly as she walked: "It's so strange, how long has my little uncle eaten oranges, but now he wants me to find oranges to eat? The oranges on the mountain haven’t grown yet, but fortunately, some dried oranges were saved last year to make tea, so we had to use tea instead of oranges.”

He walked into the room with tea, looked up and saw two figures sitting quietly reading a letter, one blue and one black, one cold and cold, one careless, they were obviously different, but harmonious.Bai Guo secretly jumped with joy in his heart, it seems that Mr. Xie is really a good friend of the junior uncle, the kind who is better than all his friends combined!

When the tea is poured into the glass cup, the aroma of orange overflows, and the lingering water vapor rises into the sky like a cloud of smoke.

He said loudly: "Master Uncle, Mr. Xie, please have some tea."

Then, Bai Guo saw his little uncle, who had always been a loner and took things indifferently, put down the letter, picked up the cup and took a sip to test the temperature. He seemed to feel that the temperature was just right, so he handed his cup to him. Xie Qi, Xie Qi took the cup naturally, raised his head and drank it down, then went to take a sip of his own orange tea, and pushed it to Zhuang Yin who read the letter again.

Then, Zhuang Yin picked up the cup and drank it.

Bai Guo's jaw almost fell to the ground in shock, as if a tsunami was rushing into the sky in his heart, thunder and lightning were ringing, he turned around and ran in small steps while remaining stunned, and after running a certain distance from the Green Bamboo Courtyard, he shouted in fear all the way: "It's not good!" No, no, little uncle is sick!"

Seeing Bai Guo's distraught appearance, all the disciples gathered around and asked with concern, "What's the matter, what's the matter? Uncle, is he sick? Why don't you hurry up and call the doctor."

Bai Guo was out of breath from running, propped her hands on her knees and panted for a long time before saying: "No, that's not it!"

All the disciples asked: "Ah? Isn't it sick? Why are you sick for a while?"

"No, no!" Bai Guo calmed down a little, "Yes, it seems that uncle's cleanliness has been cured!"

The disciples patted Bai Guo's head and shoulders, "Impossible!"

Bai Guo raised his left hand and put up four fingers, swearing: "I have seen it with my own eyes, if there is any deception, I will be a puppy, a turtle egg, a bastard!"

Seeing him make such a poisonous oath, all the disciples began to be dubious, "I have never heard that cleanliness can be cured, what is your basis?"

Bai Guo's anxious little face flushed, "Ahhh!"

All the disciples said angrily: "Don't be surprised! Speak human words!"

At this time, Bai Guo seemed to be tongue-tied, "That's right, that, he took a sip and gave Mr. Xie a sip. After Mr. Xie finished drinking, he gave Mr. Xie another sip."

All the disciples were at a loss when they heard this: ""

Bai Guo described again: "That is, he drank Mr. Xie's tea, and Mr. Xie drank his tea."

All the disciples: "???"

Bai Guo rested his chin and tilted his head to think about how to organize his words. After a long while, he suddenly said excitedly: "That's right, I saw my junior uncle and Mr. Xie having a cup of tea!"

All the disciples shook their bodies and gasped, the air stagnated, and the surroundings were silent for a while, only the chirping of birds and the sound of leaves being blown by the wind could be heard.

[The author has something to say: The spring banquet in this article comes from a poem "Longevity Girl Spring Banquet" written by Feng Yansi, a poet of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms and Southern Tang Dynasty.This poem was presented to her husband, expressing a virtuous wife's loyalty to her husband and her sincere wish to "see you again every year". 】