Biography of Xi Shan

Chen Daozhen took an account book and opened it, the drunkard sat on the teacher's chair with his head tilted all over the place, looked at Chen Daozhen with a smile, and said: "I said, little master, I heard Brother Jing said that he will leave in two days, Why don't you keep him?"

Chen Daozhen glared at him, and wrote a few strokes on the ledger with a pen.

The drunkard patted his forehead, hesitantly said: "That man...how do you think we should deal with it?"

Chen Daozhen said casually: "Let her out tomorrow, find someone to take care of her, and don't let her trouble Jing'er again."

"I'm not talking about that stinky girl, I'm talking about that..." The drunkard winked his eyes.

Chen Daozhen paused in his hands, put down his pen and looked at the alcoholic head firmly, "You don't need to worry about this matter, you go and ask Pei Ran to come see me."

The drunkard rolled his eyes, thinking that it's really boring, he is still not at ease as a little master when he is a drunkard?It doesn't necessarily hurt him!

The drunkard walked out full of complaints, and happened to see Ye Qiao coming in with a teapot, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "What kind of good tea is this, it smells very fragrant."

Ye Qiao can't understand him, but Chen Dao really respects drunkards, so naturally she won't give him any face. Ye Qiao smiled slightly and said softly, "I made the best Pu'er tea for the young master."

The implication is that this tea is not something your alcoholic head can think about.

The drunkard doesn't like to drink tea, and when he's hungry for wine, he just drinks a few big sips of water, which is not something a rough man like him can drink.But why is it so uncomfortable for this girl to talk in a film?A servant who calls himself what he calls himself all day long really takes himself seriously.

The drunkard doesn't bother to care about her. With her little city, she really thinks she is capable. How can she look good in front of him?

Ye Qiao walked in lightly with lotus steps, leaving the drunkard's head behind him.

The drunkard snorted, lifted his legs and left.

Hearing the sound, Chen Daozhen raised his head and took a look, seeing Ye Qiao approaching to refill him some tea, he asked casually, "Has Xiaojing ever been here?"

The study used by Chen Daozhen was originally used by Chen Muhua to handle affairs, but Chen Muhua would not come in once a year. For convenience, Chen Daozhen changed it into his own study, but it was far away from the yard where he lived.

The Wuji Sect covers an extremely large area, and it has built seven twists and eight bends. Chen Daozhen is afraid that Jingji Lusheng will not be able to go back here.

The tea was poured into the cup to form a smooth arc, and the dense mist rose up. Ye Qiao's voice was soft and clear. She raised her eyebrows and said softly: "I've been here a few times just now. I'm afraid he will delay you, young master." Let him go back to rest."

Chen Daozhen frowned, his voice was low, with obvious sullenness, he put down his brush and said in a low voice, "When will I need you to arrange things?"

Ye Qiao was startled, and quickly put down the teapot and knelt down on the ground. She fell timidly on the ground, and I said pitifully: "I don't dare, I just think that Mr. Jing is a disciple of the Xishan School after all. It is suitable to enter the important place of the study, and the slaves are also thinking of him, and I really don't want Mr. Jing to cause trouble."

Chen Daozhen put down his brush, and smiled coldly: "Provoking trouble? Although Xiaojing is stubborn, he has a sense of proportion in everything. I think you are the one who is causing trouble!"

Ye Qiao raised her head weakly, her face full of tears, she said in a soft voice: "The girl who set the fire yesterday is also from the Xishan sect, if Mr. Jing had another accident, it is inevitable that the disciples will be tongue-tied. It's all for Mr. Jing's sake."

Chen Daozhen picked up the hot tea cup, and threw it at Ye Qiao mercilessly, the hot tea splashed all over her body, the black tea stains stained her clothes, some splashed on the back of her hands, it was hot She subconsciously shrank back.

"Ye Qiao, you are too lenient." Chen Daozhen looked at her dangerously, like a falcon stalking its prey, with sharp and sensitive eyes.

Ye Qiao covered her left hand, she didn't dare to talk back anymore, she could only sob and cry softly, she seemed more and more wronged and sad, as if Chen Daozhen had really wronged her and failed her good intentions.

Chen Daozhen pinched the center of his eyebrows irritably, and said: "From now on, you don't have to serve me anymore, you are not too young, you should find someone to marry in a few days."

Ye Qiao seemed to have been greatly stimulated. She knelt and crawled forward, not caring that the fragments of the teacup scratched her legs. She stretched out her hand to climb the armrest of Chen Daozhen's chair, and said painfully: "Master, don't let me The slaves are married off, and the slaves don't want to leave."

Chen Daozhen sighed lowly: "It's up to you, tell me when you want to get married in the future, anyway, I don't need you to serve me here, you can do it yourself."

Ye Qiao really couldn't figure it out, because of an insignificant guest, Chen Daozhen actually wanted to drive her away.

Ye Qiao was full of tears. She worked hard to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and martial arts moves, in order to be different from other maidservants, and also to be worthy of Chen Daozhen one day. If one thing is wrong, all previous efforts will be wasted. She is unwilling and unconvinced.

Ye Qiao cried: "The servant will not marry anyone but the young master. The servant would rather be alone and be with the young master. The servant does not ask the young master to marry me, but asks the young master not to let the servant leave."

Chen Daozhen stood up abruptly and distanced himself from her. He really didn't expect this girl to be so ambitious.

Ye Qiao thought that Chen Daozhen would always have some tenderness, but he didn't expect Chen Daozhen to look at her more and more gloomyly.

"I already have a wife, and Xiaojing is my wife." Chen Daozhen frowned, "Since you have made such a move, I can't keep you anymore. You pack up and I will find a good family for you someday. .”

Ye Qiao's eyes widened suddenly, his whole body seemed to lose his soul, and he didn't even react to Chen Daozhen shaking his sleeves and leaving.

So it turned out, so it turned out that the plan she had planned for many years was thrown away because of a man of unknown origin!No wonder the young master pampered him so much, the two slept and ate together, they didn't even sleep separately, he just did one thing wrong, the young master punished him like this, it turned out it was all because of that shameless Jing Ji!

Ye Qiao stared at a place of tea, the sadness in his eyes gradually turned into resentment.

***

Chen Daozhen pushed open the door, only to see a big bag bulging under the quilt, the young man was covered in the quilt, only a little messy hair was exposed.

Chen Daozhen walked over lightly, and only when he approached the edge of the bed, the boy poked his head out from under the quilt with a grunt.

Jing Ji fell into a drowsy sleep, and couldn't open his eyelids together, so he said softly, "Are you done with your work?"

Seeing Jing Ji closing his eyes and groping on the bed, Chen Daozhen quickly stretched out his hand.

Jing Ji grabbed his hand, happily hugged it to his chest, closed his eyes and laughed.

"There's one more thing to do."

Jing Ji opened his sour eyes, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and said softly: "Then go and do your work, and come back earlier when you're done."

"Yeah." Chen Daozhen smiled, untied his clothes and climbed onto the bed.

Jing Ji was shivered by the cold air on his body.

Chen Daozhen smiled and said, "Busy to spend time with my darling."

"Hey, Senior Brother Chen, why are you becoming more and more eloquent." As he said this, his body subconsciously hugged Chen Daozhen tightly.

Chen Daozhen stroked his hair and asked, "Why don't you come to me?"

Jing Ji blinked, and said slowly, "I'm tired from playing, so I came back to sleep when I was so sleepy."

Chen Daozhen lovingly kissed his lips, and said softly: "Little slacker, you have been slack in practicing martial arts for a while, and you must practice martial arts well from tomorrow, don't let Master Liu scold you after you go back."

Jing Ji was more than half awake, and muttered, "Got it."

He thought for a while, and then said: "I went to see Lingling today, she seems to be not in good spirits, Senior Brother Chen, please let her out."

Chen Daozhen smiled: "You are still a child, don't care about this."

Jing Ji pursed his lips and said displeasedly, "I've grown up!"

"Huh? Where did you grow up?"

Jing Ji leaned over to kiss his chin with a blushing face, and whispered, "It's grown there."

Chen Daozhen: "..."

Jing Ji chuckled, and buried his face in Chen Daozhen's chest in embarrassment.

Chen Daozhen couldn't help laughing, how could such a small scene not be liked by others.

"let me see."

"Big rascal." Jing Ji scolded him with a blushing face, "This is called prostitution in the daytime!"

Chen Daozhen was very helpless, and he didn't know who played the hooligan first.

***

Su Lingling leaned against the wall, looking back and forth over the pile of hay.

Just now Jingji brought her a pack of shortbread pancakes, but she trampled it and threw it there. That bad guy dared to say that it was delicious. Who is he?

Su Lingling looked anxiously at the door, why didn't Sister Ye come, did she want to starve her to death?

She took a deep breath, couldn't help licking her lips, and slowly crawled towards the haystack where the shortbread was thrown.

At this moment, the door was opened, and Ye Qiao walked in with a gloomy expression.

Su Lingling frowned and shouted loudly: "Why are you here? Do you want to starve me to death?"

Ye Qiao looked at her in surprise, and felt more and more disgusted with Su Lingling.

Seeing Ye Qiao frowning deeply, Su Lingling felt that she had made a slip of the tongue. She took Ye Qiao's hand in embarrassment and said, "My good sister, I lost my temper because I was hungry. Don't be angry with me."

Ye Qiao gasped in pain, and Su Lingling realized that the back of her hand was red.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Qiao shook his head, "It's nothing, I suffered more when I was a child than this."

Su Lingling listened absent-mindedly, quickly lifted the lid of the food box with her hands, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and started to gobble it up.

Ye Qiao looked at her with disgust, and his heart became more and more impatient, but his face was not leaking, and he only pretended to be sorry: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Su Lingling ate a few mouthfuls in a row, and then she slowed down when her stomach felt better, and said cursingly: "The world is really unfair. I have done nothing wrong, but I have to suffer here. Jingji is just a Waste, it's just a disgrace to the Xishan faction, but what about him, he is domineering in the Xishan faction, and he can also enjoy delicious food and spicy food here, why is it so unfair?"

"Is there anything fair in the world?" Ye Qiao sighed, "I tried my best to save you, but I was punished by the young master. Mr. Jing is now favored by the young master. If he is willing to speak for you, You don't have to suffer here."

"I knew he did it on purpose!" Su Lingling's eyes widened, furious, "I knew it, wait until I go out to see how I deal with him!"

"You mustn't do it." Ye Qiao pretended to be panicked, pulled her and said, "Now that the enemy is strong and we are weak, don't be stupid. Look at me, I just offended Mr. Jing, so I was punished." Is the young master punished?"

Su Lingling suppressed her anger, hugged Ye Qiao emotionally, and said with a choked voice, "Don't worry, I won't implicate you. Without you, I'm afraid I will suffer even more."

Ye Qiao curled his lips coldly, and in the blink of an eye he returned to that weak appearance.

Su Lingling said: "Then what should I do now? Not only do I need to go out, I also want to make Jing Ji look good!"

Ye Qiao patted the back of her hand and signaled her to be calm, "Don't worry, the young master doesn't plan to punish you severely. You should be released after a few days of detention. As for Mr. Jing..."

Su Lingling looked into her eyes.

Ye Qiao said: "For your enemy...you have to hide everything, choose the best time, and give him the most fatal blow!"

Su Lingling nodded half-understood, she frowned and fell into deep thought.

Ye Qiao laughed inscrutablely, but what she didn't expect was that Su Lingling was more stupid than she imagined, and there was no scene she wanted to see until she left.

***

There was heavy snow, thousands of miles of ice, and the vast world was covered with a layer of white haze.

The cold wind swept in frantically, and the cold wind rustled into the clothes.

A young man dressed in red was standing on the high ground. The strong wind blew up his robe and messed up his long hair.

Duan Hongxue still had a picture-perfect look and was handsome, but now his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, making his face even paler.He frowned slightly, looking at Chang Mingzhou in the distance who was silent.

Hong Sang rushed over, knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Jing is indeed in the Wuji Sect."

Duan Hongxue opened his thin lips lightly, his voice extremely hoarse: "Go and bring him and tell him that the time has come to fulfill his promise."

"Yes." Hong Sang took the order, and gave Duan Hongxue a worried look before leaving.

Duan Hongxue clutched his chest tightly, couldn't hold back and spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood flowed down the corner of his lips, staining his lips red, reflecting a strange evil charm for no reason.

Duan Hongxue sat down on the spot weakly, and murmured: "Xiaojing, don't let me down."