[Quick Transmigration] Snake spirit disease also wants to fall in love

Fang Chi thought about where to go for Lele. First of all, he recalled what he experienced in Rumenglou. He felt that after encountering that kind of thing, he was almost insulated from the word brothel. He didn't like that kind of place very much, so he ruled out the brothel as an option.

After being ruled out, he fell into a difficult choice.

The word "le" is still quite lacking in the cognition of ancient people. If it is a dude, it probably means fighting cocks and crickets, gambling, and parading through the streets with slaves. This is called "le". It's even more limited.

Fang Chi thought for a long time that he only thought of inviting him to dinner, and Fang Chi himself felt that he was hopeless, but when he told He Wei, he smiled and nodded, not feeling bored.

Fang Chi walked on the road, still a little unwilling, racking his brains to think how to really make He Wei happy.

What can make him happy?

Scholars enjoy reading, and there is an old saying that "reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles", so they also enjoy traveling around the world and increasing their knowledge. Of course, they also enjoy meeting confidants, which is very important. In addition, there is probably one more thing, which is "addiction".

Whether it's reading, traveling or friends, it's He Wei's own business, and Fang Chi can't take care of it, so there is only one thing left - addiction, does He Wei have any hobbies?

Although he didn't observe what He Wei loves to do besides reading in his daily life, Fang Chi still asked without giving up: "Brother He, do you have any hobbies?"

He Wei paused, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes, or not?" Fang Chi asked: "Since I said Lele today, it is my task to make you happy from the bottom of my heart. You tell me what you like, and I will try to get it for you."

"...I don't have any special hobbies." After hesitating for a while, He Wei said in a low voice.

"That's right," Fang Chi nodded: "He is an arty scholar, and he has to pick someone to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, no matter how bad he is, he will say that he loves wine and beautiful women, but I don't think Brother He has any special interest in things outside of him. "

"You... just call it indifferent." Fang Chi glanced at him beside him.

He Wei's footsteps paused again, looked back at him, and smiled lightly: "Why, what good does it do you to praise me?"

Fang Chi raised his eyebrows, and was about to say, "My brother has the quality of gold, so don't let me boast about it", but He Wei cut him off.

He said, "Can I let you win the No. [-] prize again?"

Fang Chi was stunned.He stared at He Wei's expression carefully, and after making sure that there was no dissatisfaction or other bad emotions on his face, he smiled and said: "Okay... hello idiot... even you will make people happy..."

When he said this, he was not very confident, and he couldn't guarantee whether He Wei still harbored suspicions about what happened today.

He Wei suddenly walked up quickly, Fang Chi's face was a little ugly, and suddenly he turned his head, the smile was fixed on his face, his brows were bright, and he showed his good mood unabashedly.

Only then did Fang Chi confirm that he was being tricked!Being joking, I almost took it seriously!

"What idiot, you dare to watch the show and play tricks on me, you, you..." Fang Chi's blood surged up, and his words stuttered a bit: "When did you fail to learn?..."

"It's not that I'm a bad student," He Wei said with a smile, "It's a rare opportunity to see Brother Shangguan's nervous and reserved appearance. I can't help but want to tease him and see how Brother Shangguan will react."

"Isn't this just learning to be bad?!" Fang Chi ran away, rushing up to beat his fists on the back of his neck, He Wei dodged and ran forward to prevent him from hitting him.

So one of them ran in front and the other chased after them, laughing and laughing, and they ran a long distance on the long street in Kyoto at the beginning of night.

When they were tired of chasing and hiding, the two stopped together, and Fang Chi said out of breath, "You idiot, why are you so good at running?"

Fang Chi looked back and felt that he had just completed an 800-meter long-distance race test, and his heart was still beating non-stop.

Although He Wei was also panting, his condition was much better than his, and his physical condition was even better than his.

He Wei took a few deep breaths to even out his breath, and replied: "Probably because I did a lot of work when I was young, and I didn't feel very tired."

Fang Chi crossed his arms in displeasure and stared at him.

He Wei suddenly said without thinking: "Or, let's go to the night market."

"What?" Fang Chi was surprised, why did He Wei suddenly want to visit the night market?

He Wei cast his eyes on the red lanterns in the distance, which is the entrance of the night market, and he said: "When I was young, I rarely went out. The only time I went out was to deliver medicine to my second uncle who was paralyzed in bed with my father. I didn’t need to go to deliver the medicine, but because my second uncle wanted to see me, so I went with my father. One time, after dinner, my father and I were walking at night, and the lantern went out halfway. I held my hand, but I was very afraid of the darkness around me, and I always felt that there was a shadow behind me. I was so scared that my back was soaked in sweat. Until, we passed a night market, where it was so lively, Numerous lanterns lit up the night, the shouts of peddlers could be heard in my ears, and the smell of mutton or some kind of meat wafted into my nose. I felt not so afraid, but still very warm. Since that time, I always feel that someone Holding my hand and walking through the night market is a very happy thing, if there is anything in the world that makes me feel happy from the bottom of my heart, it is probably this thing.”

He Wei narrated slowly, with a low and soft voice, Fang Chi's eyes drifted away as he listened.

"Did uncle accompany you to the night market?" he asked.

"Heh," He Wei smiled softly, "I haven't told anyone about my liking for the night market. It's just a concern in my heart. Father doesn't know. Father has had dinner with him a few times since then. Then he took me to deliver medicine to my second uncle, but I hurried past the night market, and I didn't persuade him to stop."

Fang Chi sighed: "How do you make it seem like a luxury to go to the night market?" Fang Chi thought to himself, he had visited temple fairs, night markets, and morning markets when he was young, so he would never think about such things at all. .

"Idiot, why don't you go to the night market when you are older? If you have been there, you know that the night market is nothing more than vendors selling jewelry, calligraphy and paintings and some open-air stalls selling miscellaneous boiled wontons."

Even though he said so, he still walked towards the block where the big and small lanterns were shining, and beckoned He Wei to follow.

"I went there myself," He Wei said, "I only bought a bunch of candied haws, and then I felt that I didn't know where to put my hands and feet. I always felt at a loss in the bustle, so I came out again."

Fang Chi wanted to laugh and say how old you are to buy candied haws?But seeing He Wei's seriousness, he calmed down and asked, "Why do you feel at a loss?"

"I don't know either," He Wei lowered his head: "I think Brother Fang can kill everyone in that kind of place, but I'm just cautious, and I feel like I'm standing in the wrong place."

Fang Chi was stunned.Kill the Quartet?At the night market?How to kill...

Could it be that sweeping away all the food and goods sold at the stalls counts as killing the Quartet?

He squinted his eyes: "Success, today my grandfather will take you to the night market to kill all directions."

He couldn't help laughing while he was talking, he turned around and held He Wei's hand, and bent down laughingly: "By the way, idiot, you said that being held by someone and walking through the night market makes you the happiest? Although you We have passed the age of needing others to hold hands, and we are still two old men... But for the sake of your warm childhood memories, we can still take care of it. I can hold your hand on behalf of my uncle, but we will enter later Don't forget to let go, I'm a little embarrassed, haha..."

He was ashamed, and He Wei was even more ashamed than him, blushing and threw away his hand, saying, "I'm just saying, why did you move your hand?"

Fang Chi was delighted to see him shy.

He Wei turned his head to ignore him and walked ahead, Fang Chi followed behind, still laughing non-stop.

Soon, the night market was right in front of him, He Wei's eyes lit up, Fang Chi murmured in his heart, how long ago did he last see such an interesting expression?

"Idiot, tell me, which night market is bigger than the one in our Jiangling?"

"Of course it's this," He Wei said, "The one I've seen is just a small city, not in the bustling area of ​​Jiangling, as you know, but this, this..." He Wei stayed a little confused as he spoke. With a sound, the goods stalls in front of me lined up on both sides of the sidewalk in a long line, and there were many food stalls in the middle. The colorful lanterns meandered to the far block, and you couldn't see the edge at a glance. This night market is too big.

Fang Chi said with a smile: "Yes, the scene here is really big."

"Well," He Wei nodded, a little shocked.

Fang Chi said: "Okay, the stage is big enough, and it's exciting when it kills everyone. Let's go in."

The two walked into the night market, and their eyes were quickly attracted by the dazzling array of goods on the roadside stalls. The first thing they saw were women's decorations, hairpin rings, hairpin bracelets, everything, followed by children's toys, painted clay figurines, small wooden houses, Sugar figurines, windmills... He Wei's eyes widened and he looked at them seriously.

Fang Chi didn't speak, and followed him through one stall after another. The stall owner said enthusiastically: "You two handsome brothers, let's buy a hairpin for my lady!"

Passing by another stall, the stall owner said: "You two handsome brothers, let's buy a candy figure for the monkey boy!"

Seeing that He Wei's face was getting redder and redder, Fang Chi covered his mouth behind his back and smiled.

Finally, He Wei stopped looking at the stalls, quickened his pace, and walked forward. Fang Chi caught up and asked, "Come on, tell me how you feel about visiting the night market?"

"I have neither a wife nor a baby, so it's useless to read those things." He Wei said solemnly.

Fang Chi laughed loudly: "That's right! I told you that the night market is the most suitable place for a family to go shopping, and it's mainly for fun and atmosphere. It's really nothing to see."

He Wei was a little helpless, and said: "When I was a child, I clearly saw something when passing by. It was beautiful in shape, shining, and it was placed on the stall like a treasure. I was very envious of people who came to the night market to buy things. This feeling."

Seeing that he was discouraged, Fang Chi comforted him instead: "But speaking of it, the night market not only sells things for women and children, but also a lot of calligraphy and painting antiques. There are also people who write and sell money, and there are people who tell fortunes. If you look ahead, you may be able to find some good things." See what you like."

He dragged He Wei forward, and the two saw that other things were gradually being sold at the stall, such as jade pendants, porcelain vases, sandalwood stands, and there were large calligraphy and paintings in the distance.

The stall owner smiled like a fox, and smiled at the two of them: "Scholars, come and see the things on my stall, there must be something you like."

Fang Chi asked casually, "How much is that piece of jade?"

"100 taels." The stall owner said, "I didn't earn you a penny more. It's all jade materials and handwork."

Fang Chi: "..."

After seeing a few stalls, He Wei looked a little melancholy, turned back and tugged on Fang Chi's sleeve, and said, "Brother Fang, forget it, you don't need to kill the Quartet, I'm afraid we can't afford these things."

Fang Chi didn't intend to really buy it at first, but he was amused to hear him say this: "Idiot, how serious are you?" Look, look, the—"

He Wei nodded, his face was a little confused, and gradually he didn't know where to go: "Then, shall we continue to go forward?"

Fang Chi carefully studied his expression, and felt that leaving like this was really not a good time, he suggested: "Let's go a little further, I guarantee that there are things you like in front of us, and we can afford them."

"What is it?" He Wei asked curiously.

"Go and see and you'll know."

The two walked forward for a while, only to see a high barrier appeared in front of them, and the things wrapped in paper piled up to the height of a person, blocking the line of sight.

He Wei narrowed his eyes and blurted out: "Book?"

"Well," Fang Chi saw that he guessed right, and said, "You can't imagine that books are also sold in the night market. They are second-hand books, so the price is cheaper than bookstores, and occasionally you can find out-of-print books."

"Let me see." He Wei stepped forward.

Seeing him pounce on him without hesitation, Fang Chi laughed. Idiots really like books the most.

He was not very sociable, but he chatted with the owner of the bookstall very quickly. When he asked for the book he wanted to read, he flipped through it and put the book by his lap, as if he planned to buy it.

After a while, there was a pile of books beside his legs. Fang Chi, who had been waiting quietly, couldn't help but walked up to him and poked him on the shoulder: "Idiot, are you serious about taking these books home?"

He Wei looked up from the book, and asked "what" in a daze.

"I said," Fang Chi said loudly, "are you serious about taking these books home?"

Before He Wei could reply, the stall owner suddenly interjected: "My little brother, we have a boy who can deliver the books to your door for you, just leave your address, and we will deliver them within three days. Don't bother you to take it back yourself."

And this service?Fang Chi gave the stall owner a puzzled look. Was home delivery popular in ancient times?

His expression was a bit fierce, and the stall owner thought he was dissatisfied with his talkativeness, shrugged his shoulders a little cowardly, and gave He Wei an innocent look.

He Wei hurriedly turned to Fang Chi and said, "I've been here for a long time, are you angry?"

Misunderstanding after misunderstanding... Fang Chi was a little speechless, he thought to himself, is his expression that scary?

"No, no, just read it all the time, I don't dare to disturb the precious time that the idiot spends with his favorite book." Fang Chi said.

"...that's all." He Wei stood up suddenly: "Mr., I want these. I live in the house under the willow tree next to the Yubei Bridge on the Chunfang River. Your Tong'er will know when he goes to the Yubei Bridge." Do you need me to pay first?"

Fang Chi was dumbfounded, did He Wei really misunderstand that he was angry?

"Okay," the stall owner kindly took the book over and said, "We will deliver it as soon as possible, and we will pay when the time comes. We just need a small deposit. In case you regret it when the time comes, we are wasting our time."

"It makes sense." He Wei said, paying the deposit out of her pocket.

Fang Chi was watching from the side, He Wei turned his head and smiled apologetically at him: "Let's go, and go elsewhere."

Fang Chi said: "I'm not angry, you can still watch for a while."

"I know." He Wei said.

Know to go?Fang Chi scratched his head, followed behind him, and left the bookstall.

"Don't you want something to eat?" The two walked all the way, Fang Chi felt hungry, and asked He Wei.

"Okay." He Wei said, "Like the boiled pork slices last time, can I buy them here?"

"The boiled pork slices last time?" Fang Chi repeated, and suddenly remembered which time it was, and said, "Of course! The night market has everything you can expect!"

"Do you want boiled pork slices?" Fang Chi asked.

"It will be all right."

"What can you do?!" Fang Chi said: "Of course you have to choose something delicious to eat. Let me recommend a few for you. First, sugar ice and snow cold yuanzi. You have to eat this in summer. It not only quenches your thirst and heat, but also pads your stomach. The sugar water is sweet, the glutinous rice dumplings are soft and tough, and the small ice cubes are crunchy. Eating a bowl will keep you unforgettable! Second, the eel with belly lung, pork belly lung, and eel are all different. The taste is even better when paired together, and the price is even better! Third, plum ginger! This is an after-dinner snack. Eat this after eating meat, it is fragrant and sweet, and it can also clear your mouth!"

He Wei was taken aback by his aura, seeing that he was speaking clearly and logically, she whispered: "Then listen to Brother Shangguan, let's eat this."

"I have no idea," Fang Chi pushed him, and snorted, "You will know what you eat by yourself. Although I recommend you must eat, you should also try other things."

"Okay, okay." He said with a smile.

So the two walked towards the food stall.

An hour later.

"Hold on." This is He Wei.

"Stay... hiccup... hold on." This is Fang Chi.

He Wei turned his head and said with a smile: "Brother Shangguan really ate too much, I'm afraid it won't be easy to digest at night, let's walk more and eat loose food."

"Well," Fang Chi nodded, "It's not too late anyway."

Fang Chi sighed, and said, "Obviously I brought you to eat, why did it all end up in my belly?"

He smiled: "Not at all, Brother Shangguan, I also eat a lot."

Fang Chi glanced at him and said nothing.

"Let's go for a casual meal." He Wei pulled Fang Chi up from the pier.

Fang Chi nodded, and looked back, they had left behind the grand night market. It was really unexpected that such a large place was covered by them from beginning to end.

He Wei also took a look, and raised the corners of his mouth, as if he was very satisfied with the whole journey.

Fang Chi asked: "It's a loose meal, but I still have to plan to go back. If I go too far, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back home. Idiot, do you have any ideas about where to go?"

"You are more familiar with Kyoto," He Wei said, "You decide."

"En." Fang Chi nodded. In fact, he already had a plan, and there was a place he had to go to next.

The two walked for a while, and it was not difficult to guess where Fang Chi wanted to go. When the tall building gradually appeared in front of the two of them, He Wei stopped and asked, "Is this the eight-foot building?"

"Yes." Fang Chi said: "People say that any man who is eight feet tall must climb the eight-foot tower. Of course, if he is less than eight feet tall, he must also climb the eight-foot tower."

"Well," He smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with height. I've heard people say that Bachilou is the most masculine place. What's the purpose of Brother Shangguan bringing me here?"

Fang Chi and him looked at each other: "If you compare the road to the imperial examination to climbing a dangerous peak, you and I have reached the top of the first grade in high school. On this peak, there is an infinite grand scene waiting for us to see. Today It is my intention to climb up to the eight-foot building with brother He, to look at the whole capital from the highest floor, and to enjoy the endless scenery of the capital."

"Well said," He Wei raised his eyebrows: "Brother Shangguan really has a heart."

Fang Chi said: "The ugly thing is the first, I eat a lot, I may not be slower than you to climb the stairs, and whoever fails to climb halfway, the other person can ignore it."

After speaking, he walked into the Bachi Building first.

He smiled slightly and shook his head, followed behind him.

Bachilou is the tallest building in Beijing. It was once higher than the inner buildings of the imperial palace. From the top of the building, you can see the scene of the Forbidden City. Of course, this was not allowed by the royal family, so it was demolished several floors later. The current Bachilou It remains as it was after it was removed.

Although it was demolished, it was still so high and unattainable that some people even climbed halfway and had no strength, so they had to rest and go down.

Fang Chi spent a lot of effort, and felt that it was unwise to do strenuous exercise after eating so much food, but he still did not regret coming here. This is one of his wishes in this world.

He stumbled while climbing the stairs, but He Wei seemed to be easier than him, so Fang Chi was unwilling to admit defeat, so he climbed up to the top floor in one breath without taking a break.

Although the moment he climbed, he leaned against the railing and collapsed into a puddle of mud.

Fang Chi was panting heavily, feeling hot and tired, he tugged at the front of his clothes, and didn't care to expose most of his chest, just blowing the cold wind from the high-rise building, trying to cool himself down.

He Wei was sitting beside him, also panting, Fang Chi turned his head to look at him, he was always meticulous in the past, and there was nothing inappropriate about him, but now his bun is a little loose, his temples are a little messy, and there is some food on his clothes Smudges—although most of them were done by myself accidentally, her face was flushed red from the heat, and she looked really delicate and pleasing to the eye.

He Wei blushed a little more because of this look, and raised his hand to cover it up, Fang Chi laughed out loud.

The laughter echoed on the top floor of the tall building, and seemed to reverberate in the whole world. Fang Chi felt refreshed and laughed even more arrogantly.

"Hahaha... I climbed to the top floor of the eight-foot building!..."

I don't know if it was because he laughed too loudly, but suddenly there was a rush of footsteps from the other side of the building.

The roof is square, and there are railings in all directions. From a human perspective, the two are now on the west side of the staircase, and it is normal for people to be in other directions.

Now the man was walking toward them.

Fang Chi was a little puzzled: "What is he doing here? I just laughed a few times, but I didn't block his way."

Soon, he saw the real body of that person. It was a handsome young man wearing a crown. This man was wearing a feather-woven robe with the corners fluttering in the wind. He looked unrestrained and unrestrained. He was a young man from a good family background. .

"Hey, you two, come to climb the Bachi Tower today." The young man unfolded the fan in his hand, shook it, and said with a smile, but his expression was a bit gloomy.

Fang Chi and He Wei looked at each other, none of them knew this person, and they didn't know why this person spoke to them.

"Shangguan number one scholar, He Tanhua, you two have such a good relationship. My surname is Qiu, and my name is Qiu Weizhen. You may not have heard of my nickname before. Let me explain. I have a chance to meet you here, and I have to say congratulations." , Congratulations to He Jieyuan for becoming Tanhua Lang, and congratulations to Brother Shangguan for winning the number one prize in one fell swoop, you two are really auspicious people with their own looks, they are both rare people, I am ashamed."

Although he said he was ashamed and congratulated, he smiled sarcastically when he said the words "Shangguan No. [-] Scholar", which was very dazzling.

Fang Chi couldn't stop laughing, he fixedly looked at him to see what he was up to.

Qiu Weizhen?Although I have never seen it before, I have heard that this is the first son of the Qiu family in the capital. He is a scholarly family. He has been pretentious since he was a child. seventh?

Fang Chi squinted his eyes, and suddenly understood the purpose of the other party's visit.

"Brother Qiu, it's better to meet you than to be famous. When I saw you today, I realized that Brother Qiu's demeanor is really extraordinary. He deserves to be a talented man in the capital. I don't know why you came here to say hello to the two of us." Fang Chi said.

Qiu Weizhen looked at Fang Chi's interface, clenched his fists, couldn't help being angry and jealous, he didn't look at Fang Chi, but looked at He Wei: "I don't know what He Jieyuan thinks about the fact that he almost missed Yijia? "

Almost missed Yijia?Fang Chi sneered, really good at talking.

He Wei suppressed his smile, straightened his back, stood up straight, cupped his hands to Qiu Weizhen, and said: "It's an unexpected joy, an unexpected blessing, thanks to Your Majesty. As a compliment, if you want to ask Wansheng what he thinks, there is only one word 'fear' to explain clearly."

Qiu Weizhen had a look of disbelief: "Fear? You said fear?! You clearly understand Yuan, but you missed the champion, don't you hate the injustice of the world?" Seeing that He Wei's face remained unchanged, he finally couldn't help pointing at Fang Chi and asked: "This person has robbed you of the number one spot, and you still call him brothers and sisters, are you tired?"

Fang Chi's expression stiffened, and he gave Qiu Weizhen a warning look.

Qiu Weizhen didn't hold back: "Are you just pretending you don't mind?... This person usually pretends to be serious, but he is actually a villain! He stole your position of No. [-] scholar, are you willing?!"

Fang Chi stood up and took a step forward, wanting to beat up the man who hit the gun barrel.

He Wei pulled him back from behind: "Stand back."

Fang Chi shook off his hand, spit fire with anger, and glared at Qiu Weizhen.

He Wei said, "Leave it to me...you don't believe me?"

Fang Chi originally wanted to move forward, but stopped when he heard the last sentence.letter?He only hoped that He Wei would trust him, but he didn't know what He Wei needed him to believe.

He Wei pulled him behind and confronted Qiu Weizhen, with a calm face: "Young Master Qiu, you have also become a Jinshi today, maybe we will be officials in the same court in the future, we meet for the first time today, give each other a little face, have something to say Speak well, okay?"

Seeing He Wei's face, Qiu Weizhen didn't seem to be standing by Fang Chi's side, she was overjoyed, nodded, and muttered to speak.

Before he opened his mouth, He Wei said: "It's actually like this. Before Xia Zaizhong Tanhua and Zhongjieyuan, I asked Shangguan for a hexagram. The result of this hexagram is Junior Middle School Jieyuan and Second Middle School Tanhua. You know, Brother Shangguan is right, and Brother Shangguan’s divinatory powers are incomparable. I was very excited when I learned that Zhongzhiyuan was the first prize, and naturally I didn’t dare to dream of winning the number one prize.

Qiu Weizhen was a little silly when he heard the words, he didn't understand what He Wei meant, and stared at him, as if trying to see a hole in his face.

"Actually, the two of us don't know what Mr. Qiu is thinking. We are very sad that Mr. Qiu is ranked second, but there is really nothing we can do. Mr. Qiu must blame, regret, and regret that he did not meet Brother Shangguan earlier. If Shangguan Brother also made a fortune for you, maybe Tanhua and Xieyuan belong to Mr. Qiu."

After He Wei finished speaking, Fang Chi turned his head away, desperately trying to hold back his laughter, but his shoulders still couldn't help shaking.

"I've finished what I want to say, Mr. Qiu, think about it for yourself." After He Wei finished speaking, he dragged Fang Chi to go downstairs.

Qiu Weizhen hadn't recovered from the moment when the figures of the two disappeared into the stairwell, he asked their backs: "What do you mean?! Does it mean that Shangguan Yi is a fortune teller, a genius of heaven?!"

His words were blown away by the strong wind, and only the end sound came to Fang Chi's ears, Fang Chi laughed: "Brother He, you really know how to tease people, he can no longer tell whether he should be jealous of me or trust me, haha, refreshing! ..."

After laughing, his voice lowered: "Thank you for giving me face. The divination is just my selfishness. I don't want you to blame me in the future, so I judged your grades privately."

He Wei patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "When did I ever blame you?"

"I know..." Fang Chi's nose became sour as he spoke. He didn't want He Wei to hear it, so he suddenly changed the subject: "It's a pity that we didn't take a good look at the eight-foot building because he was on top. .”

"You can come again next time."

"it is good."