old grace

Liu Chang'an was sent by Xie Qinghe back to Hanshan to deliver the letter, and all murder cases in Xingcheng that required soul-calling required Fu Chuan's help.

In fact, Xingcheng is not big.Usually there are not so many murders.Most of the wife-beating-to-death cases brought to the yamen are considered to have a clear process, and not every case requires soul-searching to find the truth.However, Longlinwei seldom came to the door, and Xingcheng ordered people to come and ask Fu Chuan for help.

Fu Chuan also complained and lost his temper with Xie Qinghe in private, saying, what's the use of calling the soul?Knowing that it was an intentional homicide, he could not be sentenced to death, so he called the dead ghost to the court for no reason, and was judged, punished and humiliated.

However, when the yamen servant came to invite him, he sighed again, tidied up and continued to work in the county yamen.

——If it can be twisted, it can be twisted, if it can’t be twisted, it can be boarded, shackles, and jailed... In short, it counts as much as it can be sentenced.Is it better to be sentenced than to watch the murderer get away with it?

Fu Chuan went to the county government office, and Xie Qinghe didn't want to stay at home and be watched by the maids, so he went out for a stroll again.

With the experience of bumping into the white fox and Sisi yesterday, Xie Qinghe probably also figured out that the appearance of the monster clan is not one or two. When I went to Xingcheng to meet the high-profile Hu Zhongzhong, I came to Xingcheng and ran into the low-key white-haired fox. There are so many monster races in the city, and I don't know how many monsters of unknown origin are there in the wilderness.

It's just that, for the time being, he doesn't have a way to distinguish between the monster race and normal people, and he intends to search for the whereabouts of the monster race, but it's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

After shopping for a day, I really didn't gain anything.

Yun Chao followed him every step of the way, holding an umbrella and carrying shoes, serving tea and food, as attentive as a waiter in a restaurant.

Xie Qinghe was also speechless: "If you have nothing to do, go to the inn to brush your horses, and follow me around all day, what are you doing?"

Yun Chao quickly opened the paper umbrella and said, "It's freezing cold, my servant will hold an umbrella for the master to keep out the wind, and catch the cold carefully. There is a restaurant in front, and the servant will serve the master a bowl of ginger soup to keep out the cold."

"I won't drink it." Xie Qinghe has already been fed six bowls of ginger soup by Yun Chao, not to mention the cold, he can breathe fire, "You are trying to get rid of me in a different way, right? Go and serve me soup again, why? Bring me how to drink it!"

Yun Chao blinked innocently, isn't it good to drink ginger soup in winter?When passing by the restaurant in front, he really brought himself a bowl to drink.

It was getting late, Xie Qinghe was going home.

Passing by the pancake stand, Xie Qinghe bought two more pancakes for twelve Wen.

This time, the cake seller was a lazy guy who was basking in the sun yesterday. His wife was sitting by the stove eating noodle soup. The couple were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was great.

"Leave one for Junior Brother." Xie Qinghe handed the meatloaf to Yun Chao.

A total of two pies.Leave one for the little master, and the other...is for me?

Yun Chao carefully wrapped a meatloaf in oiled paper and put it in his pocket, with the remaining one in his hand, he ate it as he walked, and soon ate it all up.I didn't forget to run to Xie Qinghe to please: "It's delicious."

Xie Qinghe didn't pay much attention to him, and his attitude was very clear: I'm not happy.

Yun Chao followed him up and down for a whole day, treating him like a dog's leg, but he never talked about what happened yesterday.

The two of them are named master and servant, and after so many years, their relationship is too deep, and they cannot be parted easily.Yun Chao insisted on kneeling and playing a scoundrel, even Xie Qinghe couldn't drive him away with a sword.What's more, this guy is shameless, he really dares to stand outside the door and listen to the wall, ruining his nightlife with his junior brother.It's like a bad old father who can't do anything about his rebellious young son. The son is lying and rolling on the ground. Can the old father really draw his sword and stab him to death?

It is impossible to sever the relationship, but the matter has not been clarified, and there is no reason to reconcile as before.

When it's time to speak, still speak.When buying things for Fu Chuan, he also brought a copy for Yun Chao.Not to say ignore it altogether.

However, Xie Qinghe no longer listened carefully to every word Yun Chao said, nor would he respond to every request Yun Chao asked for instructions.A casual attitude is to tell Yun Chao very clearly: You offended me, and I am very upset.

Yun Chao's heart is also very big.

No matter what Xie Qinghe's attitude towards him is, as long as he can still be by his master's side, he won't force anything else.

——Don’t you just ignore me?What a strange thing.How many masters in this world are responsive to their servants?

After serving Xie Qinghe home, Yun Chao had dinner with his master and young master. In the past, he might have run away first, but this time he deliberately stayed to connect with each other, insisting on serving Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan to play chess and drink tea.

Fu Chuan also noticed that the atmosphere between the two of them was not right, and wanted to keep Yun Chao to connect with each other, so he took Xie Qinghe's hand to talk.

Xie Qinghe must show some face to his junior brother.

Thus, Yun Chao happily made tea and watched a play, while Fu Chuan was killed by his elder brother on the chessboard, sweating all over his head.

Until the end of Haishi, Xie Qinghe didn't say rest, and Fu Chuan, who lost his pants and lost his pants, raised his hands and surrendered: "No, I have been drinking tea all night, and I have run around the latrine four times...how about , Brother Yun Chao is sleeping here? It's too late."

Mr. Yun Chao also knew that he could not disturb the master and the young master to salute, so he got up with a smile: "The servant will wash the master and the young master, or go back to the inn to see the horses." When making tea, Yun Chao simmered the hot water, I really want to serve Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan to wash their feet.

Regardless of whether Xie Qinghe disagreed, Fu Chuan did not agree.No one will touch my elder brother's feet except myself!

Yun Chao didn't insist, and discussed with Fu Chuan: "Then I will serve the little master to wash his feet."

Fu Chuan looked at Yun Chao in shock, and slowly made a "?" expression.Wash my feet?What the hell are you talking about?

Xie Qinghe smashed the chess piece in his hand into the chess basket, and cursed: "Get out immediately!"

Yun Chao saluted and resigned disheveledly, and instead of going through the door as usual, he turned over the wall and disappeared after a couple of clicks.

Fu Chuan, who was left behind by Chi Yu, was grabbed by the elder brother and wiped his face three times, washed his feet three times, and rubbed his whole body three times.After rubbing it clean and fragrant, he put it back on the couch, and was crushed and killed three times by the senior brother with the momentum on the chessboard.

The big brother always asks, where did you drink so much tea?Spit it out.

Fu Chuan, who couldn't vomit, could only hold the senior brother and cry: "I won't ask Brother Yun Chao to serve tea again! Senior brother, tell him to go away tomorrow! Don't want him anymore! Why do you want to wash me for me?" Feet, the evil spirit is reincarnated as an adult!"

Xie Qinghe pinched his sweaty and tearful cheeks, and said with a low smile: "That's not going to work. Tomorrow, I will ask Brother Yun Chao to help the little master wash his feet."

"Eldest brother, please forgive me." Fu Chuan regretted it too much.

After all, brother Yun Chao would come back by himself after being chased away, and Fu Jisheng only had such a small body, so he couldn't bear the pain of the big brother.

Xie Qinghe raised his head and looked at him from side to side: "Do you really want to spare your life?"

Fu Chuan had no choice but to hug him tightly, raised his head to cover the sweaty lips of the senior brother, and after a long kiss, he whimpered: "I don't know how to live or die today, I deserve to die here. Senior brother, will you spare me tomorrow?"

At this time, Xie Qinghe pulled out the jade hairpin that tied his hair, and his long hair poured down like a waterfall, engulfing Fu Chuan in his dreamy dreams.

"Huh?" Xie Qinghe didn't take the initiative.

Fu Chuan was already obsessed in it, and looked up at the hazy and handsome face of the elder brother: "I dare not work for the elder brother, the younger brother will come and ask for death."

... Such a big brother, who can stand it.

When Fu Chuan thought of this, one of the most proud things in his life was that, besides me, who else could see such a senior brother?

Xie Qinghe, who is usually proud and arrogant and would not be coaxed by anyone, always calmly seduces his beloved junior brother with his beauty. When the two get along in private, he does not shy away from using the most obsessed way of the junior junior brother to curry favor .

Fu Chuan has [-]% reverence and admiration for him, and with such a two-pronged approach of kindness and power as well as beauty and beauty, his infatuation has also been brushed to [-]% forcibly.

A night of spring dreams and sound sleep, all the troubles in the world will disappear.

Fu Chuan hugged the quilt and slept on the elder brother's long hair until dawn. When he woke up, he couldn't help but lean close to the elder brother's hair and smell it gently.

Big Brother's hair smells so good.

"Oh!" Fu Chuan covered his spanked butt, "Why did you hit me?"

Xie Qinghe pulled his hair out from between the quilts: "If you want to sleep on your pillow, you are up to you. When I wake up, my hair is still rolling on my hair. Do you really think my hair is made of copper and iron?" Turning over and rolling, still pressing his hair and raising his head to smell it, the scalp is a burning pain - the master of the majestic Hanjiang Sword Sect, being bald by his junior brother, how decent is he!

Fu Chuan chuckled, couldn't help but rushed back, put his arms around Xie Qinghe's neck: "Brother, it smells so good."

Xie Qinghe reached out and searched in the pile of clothes beside the bed, and found a sachet: "Here."

Fu Chuan hugged him tightly: "It's the gentleman's fragrance from the elder brother." He leaned close to his chest and kissed him, "Body fragrance."

"If you don't want to get up, just tell me directly." Xie Qinghe put his arms around his waist and touched him gently, "It just so happens that I didn't wash my little brother too clean yesterday, and I can wash it three times. Look at him, brother." , Are these feet dirty..."

Fu Chuan practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his muscles and bones are soft. Xie Qinghe pinched his foot and folded it casually, easily pinching the tip of their noses.

Maintaining this bent posture, Fu Chuan also effortlessly, just chuckled: "Little brother came back to life after resting all night."

That is to be brave and not afraid of death, and to ask for another fight.

Both of them were quite comfortable and were about to play when a familiar girl's voice came from the yard: "Young master! The head of the sect! Hey, I haven't gotten up yet..." Before they finished speaking, they seemed to be dragged away. Calm was restored.

"Sister Fu is here." Fu Chuan got up suddenly, "She brought An An too!"

If Yun Chao didn't have eyes and came to harass him, Xie Qinghe wouldn't take it seriously.When disciples come to worship, the majesty of the real master is very important.

Xie Qinghe had no choice but to get up, took clean clothes from the portable space, combed her hair and put them on together with Fu Chuan.

Fu Chuan went out first to greet the guests, Xie Qinghe was not in a hurry, he had to take out the mirror and look up and down a few more times to straighten out every wrinkle on the clothes.After tidying up, Xie Qinghe was about to go out, and suddenly saw the big lock of long hair that was being pushed down by the junior brother on the bed, and was a little worried: Although the junior brother liked it very much and would be very excited every time, it was too much hair...