I've been washing my hands for many years

Due to some unknown circumstances, Abe Seimei, the most talented disciple of the Kamo family, decided to leave the Kamo family to establish his own family. This news shocked the entire Heian-kyo.

"But Shishu, you are not surprised at all." The Onmyoji, who is in the center of the whirlpool of public opinion, drank tea with me very calmly.

I was holding a small white tea cup, and the tea in it rippled round and round.This is porcelain from the Tang Dynasty, and it usually only appears in Ouchi and Fujiwara's house, but I have also seen it in Kamo's house and Genji.

"Rather than being surprised, it's better to say that I expected you to take this step." I took a sip of tea and looked at his courtyard.

A third-party onmyoji who is independent of Kamo and Genji will naturally receive solicitations from many parties, and this house is a gift from the one in the palace.

The courtyard is deep, with gurgling water and a few ancient trees planted. It is the type of courtyard that ordinary elegant people would like.But this is just the courtyard in the eyes of ordinary people. I attached a demonic aura to my eyes, and the scene in my eyes immediately changed.

I looked away and asked Qingming who was smiling, "Do you want to take in such a weak monster?"

Seimei's smile froze a little, probably because he saw my undisguised malice.

"Although they are weak monsters, they are still very useful in some ways. At least they are my shikigami, so don't think about expelling them."

I drank my tea by myself, obviously I couldn't reach a consensus with Seimei on this issue.

I have other things to do than these goblins that don't affect me much.

"Here, here you are." I picked up the folding fan and tapped on the table, on which there was a letter.

In fact, Qingming has long been curious about the letter I put on the table, but if I don't tell him, he can only bear it.

I thought about my subordinate's instructions, frowned and called softly, "Tongziwan."

"Pfft." The onmyoji sitting across from me laughed out of restraint.

Seeing me looking over, the Onmyoji restrained his smile: "I'm sorry, but I didn't expect my uncle to call me by my nickname in a serious manner, and he obviously refused to call me by my nickname before."

He was talking about the time when he was still at He Mao's house. At that time, Baoxian took his two juniors with him, just like bringing his own sons, calling them by nicknames every day, and would make me call them together.

I gave him a blank look, obviously my face would blush for a long time when I was called a baby name when I was a child, but now I have finally become a shameless adult.

Just when I was feeling that time is a butcher's knife, Qingming had already read the letter.

His expression was a little gloomy: "Mother, is she... okay?" At the end of thousands of words, there was only one thing that he wanted to say the most.

"She's fine." As my subordinate, benefits are naturally guaranteed.

Qingming sighed, "It's because I'm not filial, I can't always be by my mother's side."

I reminded him: "Some choices, once made, there is no room for regret."

Onmyoji was silent for a while, carefully folded the letter and kept it close to his body.

"The uncle is still the same as before, with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart." The young onmyoji suddenly felt emotional, "When my brother and I didn't understand the class with the master, we would always ask the uncle to make up for it. The uncle always said not to do it next time. Here we come, but every time we wait outside for a little longer, the door will be opened for us."

I rubbed between my brows, not really wanting to recall that period of history.Besides, don't you know why I let you in?I just don't want to be seen by the servants in the mansion and spread bad rumors.

"Not only to us, even if my uncle says he hates monsters, it's still..." He looked at Yimulian who was standing behind me.

Besides, I'm afraid I'm going to be made into some kind of peerless good person by his brain.

"Qingming." I interrupted him, "Your address is inappropriate."

Clearly declaring independence, but still calling master, uncle, brother, is this appropriate?

"I know this is a bit inappropriate." Qingming looked a little lonely, but quickly smiled, "But the uncle will not care. As for those people outside, let them be suspicious."

Sometimes when the water is a little muddy, some things are easier to do.

I was noncommittal to his answer, who would feel a little uncomfortable when he was called Shishu, but he was also the only one who called me Shishu.

"Besides, is there something for Master Uncle to come over this time?" Qingming asked me with a smile after taking some time off.

I know that he knows me very well, and I also know that it is impossible for me to come here specially to celebrate his establishment of his own family. As for sending letters, it is just in passing. Although I occasionally care about the mental health of my subordinates, it is not worth wasting my precious money. physical strength.

"I don't know exactly what help I can give my uncle, but since my uncle is here, I will do my best no matter what." Before I could even open my mouth, Qingming made a promise.

I don't know whether to say he is sincere or stupid, what if my request is too much?Silly boy, don't you know that I am not a good person?

I sighed with emotion: "The guarantee of the number one onmyoji in Ping'an capital is really something I can't resist."

"But I really didn't come to ask you for help. Although Qingming, you may not want to believe it, you really can't help me." After all, you have a specialization in magic, how can you, an orthodox mage, treat me who is crooked? have common topics.

Qingming was stunned for a moment: "Then Shishu, are you here?"

I looked into the distance: "Qingming, you will die if you keep working all the time, do you know that?"

Maybe Yuan Manzhong still has a bit of conscience, but Minamoto Minamoto, who just returned to his family in high spirits, has no conscience at all!

On the one hand, I had to slow down for the sake of quality, and on the other hand, Young Master Genji chose to oppress the poor me for the sake of speed.I was so overwhelmed that I finally planned to skip work. I came to you because there was really no other place to go in Heianjing, do you understand?

"Senior Brother Laiguang." Qingming didn't know how to speak now, he could only try to use a tactful tone, "If it was you, uncle, he shouldn't be so excessive, right?"

I glanced at him resentfully, then shook my head.

People who have no conscience will not take into account that little fellowship, let alone I think it is because of those "friendships" that he squeezed me so hard. Could it be that what I did back then made him unhappy? So now you want to dream of me?

I think it is very possible!

"In this case, do you want uncle to leave Genji?" Great Onmyoji squeezed the folding fan tightly in his hand, his tone was a little uneasy, "If you don't want to go back to Kamo's house, here I am..."

"Qingming." I interrupted him, "Are you inviting me?"

The white-haired Onmyoji smiled wryly: "If Uncle Shi is willing, this can be an invitation. If not, Uncle Shi can also come over as a guest from time to time."

I stood up, it was time to go back, otherwise Genji would have sent someone over.

"That's the end of this topic." I said to him, "When you get enough chips, invite me again."

Although he bears the title of the number one Onmyoji in Heian-kyo, Seimei is just a pawn in this battle, not yet qualified to be a chess player.But Seimei is talented, as long as he is willing, I may see him become a chess player one day.

But that's all in the future, there is something more important than that now, Genji seems to be violating the labor law!

"Three days later and three days later, how long will it take to get it done?" Minamoto Raimitsu stared condescendingly at my test product this time, which was a cracked knife, which meant that my experiment had failed again.

I am not ashamed of being scolded by the young master at all, and speaking of which, this matter is not entirely my fault.Genji has so many labors, I can at most be the chief of the Genji Academy of Sciences, and there is a young boss who likes to point fingers.

So I can't talk to these orthodox inheritors of Yin-Yang Dao. Whenever I make several attempts, Minamoto always uses his theoretical knowledge to refute me.After he toppled three of my test benches in a row, I did exactly what he told me to do, and here it was.

I don't care, anyway, Party A is the boss who pays for food, and everything will follow the wishes of Party A's father, even if Party A's father is wrong.

But Party A's father was unreasonable, he did as he asked, and he was still picky about the result, which was not what he wanted.It's like someone told me that if you throw an apple into the water and pick it up, it will be a golden apple. Now that there are no golden apples, and the apples are gone, that person blames me for not giving him a golden apple.

"When will the results come out, and when will you go out again." After the indifferent Minamoto Raimitsu made such a decision, he opened the barrier and locked me in the yard.

In his view, the main reason for the failure of the experiment was that I fished all day and didn't focus on the experiment. I felt that I was wronged, and I spent at least one-twentieth of the day on it.

"Won't your conscience hurt when you say this?" Yuan Manzhong, who came to see me, gave me a white look.

I moaned and lay down on the bunk, and Yimulian made a small barrier for me to isolate me from the scorching heat outside.It turns out that it's really nice not to let me go out or something, if you can, please let me stay in such an enchantment for the rest of my life.

I was playing with the results of the last few days in my hand. It turned out that without pig teammates, my efficiency was more than doubled.

"If you let your son go like this, sooner or later he will be cut by the thorns outside."

"It doesn't matter, if you can't grow without experiencing pain, then let me witness all of this." The old father Yuan Manzhong snatched the dagger in my hand.

"What about Genji? Don't you care if you play badly?" I deliberately provoked him.Although I don't move in the yard these days, the wind can bring me outside sounds whenever I want.

Genji is now almost entirely handed over to the young master Yuan Laiguang.

Yuan Manzhong inserted a dagger into the small table, and the small round stone table was easily cut open like cutting tofu.

"Don't break, don't stand, break and stand."

I read his subtext.

Minamoto Larimitsu is a brat who lacks socialism and beats him hard.