Peerless Junior Uncle

"Fu Qingcheng smiled lazily.

"Give me a taste." He Tingge said softly, holding Fu Qingcheng's collar with one hand, and covering the back of Fu Qingcheng's head with the other, pressing him against himself, an electric current ran through his whole body when his lips and teeth met, and the tip of his tongue pried open Fu Qingcheng's slightly parted lips moved domineeringly in his mouth.

After a while, he backed out with unsatisfied intentions. Looking at Fu Qingcheng's slightly red lips, the corners of He Tingge's lips curled up slightly: "I think it's okay too."

Fu Qingcheng crawled back to bed in a daze, put his head on the pillow, and muttered: "It smells like wine..."

He Tingge smiled, looked at the person who was getting worse from the dreamland, got up and tucked in the quilt, blew out the lampstand, looked back at the person on the bed, and said softly: "Good night."

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The Prime Minister can't pay for the meal?

Although the journey from Kyoto to Cuigu is not far, it is not close either. It took two days to get to the vicinity of Luoyang City. Fu Qingcheng took a look and said, "Go to Luoyang to rest before dark, and tomorrow before dark." It should be there."

"En." He Tingge nodded, urging the horse on his crotch to move forward: "Will Mu Ze be in Cuigu?"

"I don't know." Fu Qingcheng said: "Let's go back first. The main thing is to make sure that the bow of the Cangbing Pavilion is still there."

The speed of the horses under the two of them did not slow down. Fu Qingcheng's horse was given by an old friend in the Western Regions two years ago. A favor was given to him.

"Shuangwu Qilu?" He Tingge frowned.

Fu Qingcheng nodded not surprised and said: "Well, I will go to Luoyang first and then I will talk to you in detail."

The two were silent all the way.

At this time, something happened in Kyoto that gave someone a headache.Haitang twitched the corners of his mouth, retracted the foot he had just lifted up to go up to the third floor, turned around and was about to leave, and pulled Xu Ziyang's sleeve by the way.

Xu Ziyang was wondering, when he heard a magnetic chuckle from upstairs: "General Haitang, since you're here, why don't you have a meal together?"

Haitang's face darkened immediately, and then he turned around and said, "Why did the Prime Minister come to the Central Plains for dinner? Could it be that you, Rouran, have run out of ammunition and food?"

Xu Ziyang raised his eyebrows, Prime Minister?Where did you hear it?The eyelashes drooped slightly, oh~ yes!Haitang used to be so popular that he couldn't sleep.

Seeing Ta Bazhen, dressed in black Central Plains clothes, with a smile on his charming face, leaning on the third floor stairs, his voice was as gentle as ever: "Haitang, you still have an unrelenting mouth."

"No way, the young master has always been very kind, hasn't he, Ziyang?" Haitang simply tossed his robe and went up the stairs: "It's just not forgiving those who have nothing to do with it. ? The prime minister of the country has forgotten how your love will die?"

Ta Bazhen moved out of the way, not annoyed, but still smiling: "It's an honor."

Standing at the foot of the stairs, Xu Ziyang could see clearly, but the corners of his lips twitched, he waved to Xiaoer who was on the side, whispered a few words, and then went upstairs.

Tarbazhen came to the Central Plains this time with a few followers. Although the two countries were at war, Tabazhen came to Northern Qi as an envoy as Rouran's prime minister.If it wasn't so, Haitang might have chopped him down with a knife, looking at that face made him want to vomit.

"Haitang, please sit down." Tabazhen signaled his hand to pull down a chair, Haitang raised his brows, and sat by the window, but Tabazhen didn't see him, and sat down on the other side: "Since you're not on the battlefield, call Haitang OK?"

"No, it's better for the Prime Minister to call my general here, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstanding." Haitang stepped on another chair with one leg curled up, and leaned back on the chair.

The corners of Tarba Zhen's sharp lips hooked, and he picked up the jug and poured a glass as if he didn't mind at all, and handed it over: "Then, have a drink?"

Haitang refused to answer: "I don't drink alcohol."

"This is the wine that the Prime Minister has treasured for many years..." a Rouran attendant couldn't help but said.But he was interrupted by Ta Bazhen raising his hand.

Haitang raised his eyebrows: "What? I wouldn't drink it even if your prime minister hid it in your mother's womb." As he said that, Xu Ziyang came in, and the waiter behind him was holding a pot of wine: "Since you come to my Jiuwei Pavilion for dinner, why don't you drink it?" There is a reason to ask customers to bring their own drinks, this is the shop's signature Du Kang, why don't you, Prime Minister, change the taste?"

Haitang's eyes lit up, and it smelled like the kind that Xu Ziyang never gave him to drink, saying that it was free to eat and drink, and he wanted to drink the best, unless he paid for it.

"Alright, do you like this wine?" Ta Bazhen looked at Haitang and his eyes lit up.

Seeing Xu Ziyang's elegant smile, Haitang thought, and the corner of his lips twitched: "I like to drink Dukang all my life, except for Dukang, I don't even care about fine nectar and jade liquid."

Hearing this, Ta Bazhen smiled and said, "Then drink Dukang, boss, bring some more."

Haitang unceremoniously poured a glass, and said by the way: "Master Guoxiang treats you?"

"nature."

"Then what's the point of just drinking? Come on, young master, let me introduce some famous dishes of Jiuwei Pavilion for you to try." As he spoke, he picked up the menu on the side and named out a list of dishes.Xu Ziyang listened to it and kept it in mind, and waited until he finished ordering before saying: "General and Prime Minister later." After speaking, he glanced at Haitang who was drinking from a glass to cover up a sinister smile, and walked away with a twitch of his lips. building.

Afterwards, Haitang just drank, and from time to time sarcastically responded to Bazhen with a word or two.

"Jiuweige's dishes are indeed well-deserved." Ta Bazhen sighed sincerely, watching Haitang raise his neck to drink and outline an arc, the smile on his lips became more obvious.

Haitang rolled his eyes and thought: If you dare to say it's not delicious, the cook will chop you up with a kitchen knife.

At this time, the sky had turned dark blue. In the inn in Luoyang, Fu Qingcheng simply washed his face, and He Tingge had already ordered food.

"You can eat noodles." He said and put a bowl of Yangchun noodles in front of Fu Qingcheng.

Fu Qingcheng seldom eats in the afternoon, but it took a lot of energy to travel these two days, so He Tingge couldn't help but ask for a bowl of noodles for him, and took a bite with chopsticks without saying anything.

"That bow is actually a part of the key." Fu Qingcheng took a few bites and said, "It takes Lihentian to open the case of the book collection. To be precise, it takes more than these two things to open the case."

He Tingge took a bite of the food and asked, "What else?"

""Shuangwu Qilu" is hidden in the mountain of Xujian Cliff. There is only one keyhole that can be opened, which is Lihentian. The Xujian Cliff is a thousand feet high, and in front of the keyhole is a waterfall that flows straight down. In front of the cliff is a large lake. , Only with the Phoenix Feather Bow can you shoot Li Hentian into the keyhole of the mountain and open the secret room."

"Lihentian is an arrow? Where are you now?" He Tingge asked while chewing the food in his mouth.

Fu Qingcheng shook his head and said: "I don't know, no one has ever seen it before. However, it is not easy to open Xujianya. Apart from these two things, it takes time. This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is the time when the water flow of Xujianya waterfall is the smallest, and there are rare astronomical phenomena. , the Big Dipper shifted, and it felt the mechanism in Xujianya Mountain, and Li Hentian opened the mechanism at the most certain time." Fu Qingcheng ate half of the noodles and stopped moving: "If someone else gets these two things , I'm afraid it will be difficult to do."

"others?"

Fu Qingcheng nodded: "A lot, but, as I said before, what is needed to open this mechanism is more than that."

"What else?" He Tingge asked patiently.

"you."

He Tingge frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Only you can control Fengyu. Moreover, to send Lihentian to Xujianya Mountain, you need to shoot blindly. Only you can sense the position of the keyhole."

"Why? What do you mean only I can?"

"Intuition." Fu Qingcheng took a breath, and said with a smile, "Young Lord, don't you have confidence?"

He Tingge rubbed his forehead, a little helpless: "Isn't this a matter of confidence?"

"In short, right now, we should first make sure that Feng Yu is still there, and then find Li Hentian." Fu Qingcheng rubbed his chin, and said again: "Speaking of which, I have to write a letter to Brother Zhou. It's easy to do things if I have acquaintances."

He Tingge frowned slightly, is it Zhou Yong again?Thinking about it, he called Xiao Er to clear up the dinner plates, and asked for a pen and paper along the way.

"You... have prejudices against him?" Fu Qingcheng rested his chin on one hand, a hint of suspicion appeared on his handsome face.

"No." He Tingge poured a cup of tea and rinsed his mouth.

The corners of Fu Qingcheng's lips twitched: "Why? Because of his identity?"

He Tingge let out a sigh of relief and looked at him helplessly: "I have no prejudice against him, well, what does it have to do with his identity?"

"That's good. In the past two years, he has helped me a lot. Although it is not on the surface, it can be regarded as a timely gift." Fu Qingcheng said: "This time, I still have to trouble him."

He Tingge didn't say anything when he heard the words, but just took the pen and paper from Xiaoer and handed it over. Fu Qingcheng took it over, paused, and said, "Do you mind?"

He Tingge shook his head, sighed, and said softly, "I'm sorry..."

"What's the matter?" Fu Qingcheng asked, stained with ink.

"In the past two years, I haven't been able to help you. Instead, I owe you a lot." He Tingge pondered, and said softly, "I don't have any prejudice against him, but I'm sorry that I haven't been by your side in the past two years."

When Fu Qingcheng heard the words, he paused, changed the subject, and said with a smile: "There is no rush to write a letter to Brother Zhou. I'm afraid he will forget it if he writes too early. He is a busy man."

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