White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

◎Changed to Sui Sui Nian◎

After more than two hours, Zhu Yunzhan left the ear room, and the room became quiet again.Zhu Yanfeng propped his chin with one hand, looked at Huang Yan on the opposite side of the table, watching him blowing the hot air in the cup and drinking tea.

Huang Yan asked: "Do you know why I accepted him as an apprentice?"

Zhu Yanfeng shook his head honestly, expressing his ignorance.

Huang Yan replied: "I want to make up for my mistakes. My beloved son was raised by me since he was the president. He really looks a bit like you, but I really shouldn't order him to go to Luomei. Zhuang, until now, I can't even find his body."

As he spoke, there was a slumped expression in his silver-gray eyes, which made Zhu Yanfeng feel distressed. Zhu Yanfeng stretched out his hand and gently stroked his cheek, comforting him: "Treat Yunzhan well, and don't let such a tragedy happen again. will lose again."

Huang Yan nodded lightly, and responded with a light 'hmm'.Zhu Yanfeng looked down at the plate of red bean stuffed lotus cakes and coconut stuffed lotus cakes on the coffee table, picked up the one with coconut stuffing, and brought it to Huang Yan's mouth, Huang Yan opened his mouth and bit off half of it, and then ate After dropping the other half, there were still two coconut fillings in the plate, but he grabbed Zhu Yanfeng's hand and licked away the crumbs left on his fingers.

Zhu Yanfeng poured tea for Huang Yan, and asked by the way: "I still have free time, how about looking at the gift from Yunzhan?" Huang Yan took a sip of sweet-scented osmanthus oolong tea, then began to open the paper bag of the gift, and took out a giant clam hairpin, A little gold texture is mixed in between the glaze and white, and the end of the hairpin is engraved with a 'cicada lying on a leaf', and the cicada's wings are plated with gold.

Zhu Yanfeng took this hairpin from his hand, gently inserted it into his bun, looked at it, and praised: "It's beautiful! Yunzhan has a good eye, and I really know how to choose good-looking ones for Master."

Without a mirror in his hand, Huang Yan didn't know what he looked like wearing this new hairpin, just listening to the compliments of the people in front of him was enough to be happy, and he opened the second gift paper bag, which was a camphor wood paperweight with a unicorn carved on it. , The peculiar aroma of camphor wood rushed to the nose continuously.Zhu Yanfeng said: "It's camphor wood, it's very good at repelling mosquitoes."

Huang Yan looked at the paperweight in his hand, which was placed next to the wooden tray on the coffee table, and then opened the third gift paper bag, which was a cylindrical box made of sweet-scented osmanthus, with the store's banner printed on the bottom of the box. After opening the lid, a strong tea aroma immediately rose to the sky. It is a box of quite famous tea.He glanced at the tea leaves at the bottom of the box, the leaves were plump, green in black, leaned over and smiled at Zhu Yanfeng: "Make a pot some other day, and enjoy it with you!"

Zhu Yanfeng nodded happily, and responded with a generous "hmm", and then continued to watch him open the third gift paper bag, and three red sandalwood boxes as big as palms were also reflected in front of his eyes, and asked in confusion: "What is this?" What is it?"

Huang Yan pulled off the cover of one of the red sandalwood boxes, and the three green ink sticks neatly placed across the bottom of the box were immediately reflected in front of his eyes.Zhu Yanfeng couldn't help blurting out: "It's the green ink from Haoyue Temple! This ink is extremely fine, without any ink residue, beautiful in color, very smooth to write, and easy to dry. The ink has a unique fragrance."

Huang Yan closed the lid and asked curiously, "How do you know such details?"

Zhu Yanfeng confessed: "When I became a monk, I practiced in Haoyue Temple for three years and used this kind of green ink every day."

Hearing the words 'when I became a monk', Huang Yan was not happy. These five words accompanied his most painful and saddest past, and immediately said: "Don't mention the words 'I became a monk' again in the future."

Zhu Yanfeng raised his eyes, and saw his emotions from his serious eyes, so he had no choice but to agree: "Okay..."

Huang Yan silently opened all the presents, took a look at all the presents, picked up one of the red sandalwood boxes, and put it in front of Zhu Yanfeng's desk, Zhu Yanfeng was slightly stunned: "You want to give me this box of green ink? "

Huang Yan nodded, and responded with a 'hmm'.

Zhu Yanfeng said: "But these are all given to you by Yunzhan..."

Huang Yan smiled and was very generous: "It's already my thing, and what I want to do with it is my business, including giving it to you. Do you dare not take what I gave you?"

Zhu Yanfeng understands Huang Yan's temper very well. Although there are smiles in his eyes and the corners of his lips, he will get angry if he is rejected. Therefore, even if he is not greedy for this box of green ink, he still accepts this box according to Huang Yan's thoughts. Gift.

As soon as his right hand touched the red sandalwood box, Huang Yan stretched out his hand and gently pressed the back of his hand. Zhu Yanfeng raised his eyes and looked at Huang Yan's face in doubt, only to hear Huang Yan say: "If you use this blue Whatever ink wrote or drew, you must show it to me! It’s best to give it to me!” Only then did she understand Huang Yan’s thoughts, and she couldn’t help scratching the bridge of Huang Yan’s nose lightly with her index finger: “You are so cunning, even if you have Even ten city lords can't suppress you."

Huang Yan replied triumphantly: "Unfortunately, every generation of Qingluan City has only one city lord!"

Zhu Yanfeng put away the red sandalwood box, picked up a lotus flower cake stuffed with coconut paste from the plate, broke it in half, ate one half by himself, and handed the other half to Huang Yan, but Huang Yan didn't take it with his hands, leaned over and opened his mouth slightly If he insisted on feeding, Zhu Yanfeng generously brought it to Huang Yan's mouth, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

After drinking another cup of tea, Huang Yan felt that it was still early, so he suggested: "Why don't you use this green ink to write a few sentences now? I really think I haven't seen you write for a long time."

Zhu Yanfeng nodded generously, and went to get the four treasures of the study by himself. Huang Yan picked up the tea tray and temporarily placed it beside the tea table.

As Zhu Yanfeng was writing, he occasionally raised his head to look at Huang Yan, and finished writing after a quarter of an hour, just enough to fill a piece of Chinese paper, and then stopped writing.The ink on the paper was only half dry, not completely dry, Huang Yan couldn't wait to hold it in front of him, and carefully read the words on the paper.

In this elegant brush and ink, there are nine words and sentences written, which are the name of a word card, called "Nine Zhang Ji", and the poem is "A machine, the invisible wind and the moon are silent, why is there no half-coolness in the hot night, the rain stops The cicadas are silent, the heart is restless and the clouds are slow, why talk about my thoughts.Two machines, the moon is seen in front of the window and only the lacquer is seen, the warm water is salty and sweet, but it can be astringent, under the dim light, moths prefer, but dreams and souls follow.Three planes, the peach blossoms in the world cross Tianjin a few times, the Taihu Lake is drunk and engraved with three lives, the peasant lives on the back, and there are concubines in the southwest, pointing to the silk on the edge of the beak.Four planes, tossing and turning, half-male and white, the dark taste in the eyes of the lotus pods, the tips of the crimson petals, the beauty in the pillow, Fu Xu's tenderness.Five planes, with many autumn leaves and plum dew, white hair brushing the ground and sparks flickering, inside a thousand-fold tent, frowning and laughing, black and yellow tears in the world of mortals.Six machines, who cuts the silver snow and paves the bluestone, steals the quilt and steals the debt, leaves the wild geese in the cold, Xizihe goes, the beauty withers cold ice.Seven cards, the sound of thunder from the sky beckons the rain, the cup of wine is drunk, the dream is drunk, the small building last night, the soul of the moon is fascinated, and the bandit is secretly in love.Eight machines, guessing about personnel and whether it is cloudy or sunny, where the incense is burned and the window is open, life and death, wrapped in cotton, how can it be rushed at night.Nine pieces of opportunity, Wu Jin dared to swallow his tongue, but he was so timid when he ate his empty cup, Si Nan Zhu Sun, the willow under the flower will fly for a thousand years. '

Huang Yan was slightly stunned, then looked at Zhu Yanfeng, and said with a slight smile: "I didn't expect that senior brother would be so polite, Jiu Zhang Ji?"

Zhu Yanfeng immediately explained: "Actually, I just secretly wrote down the verses I heard when others played and sang ditties when I was drinking tea in the teahouse."

Huang Yan glanced at the poem again, and said with a smile, "I'll take it as you wrote it to me."

Zhu Yanfeng was curious: "Yan'er likes these poems?"

Huang Yan replied with a smile: "It's a love poem. I wrote about day and night, rainy and sunny days, and spring, summer, autumn and winter, that is, every day and night of the year, I like a certain person and miss a certain person." People. It's like me, and it's like you."

Seeing his smile, Zhu Yanfeng happily said, "If you like it, it's yours."

The ink had just dried, Huang Yan was reluctant to fold the paper, but rolled it up gently and tied it with a thin rope.

In the inner palace of Pingjing Palace, a beautiful woman’s back is slowly moving in the quiet corridor. The hem of the chest-length pleated skirt with peony flowers is not stingyly dragging the floor. The hem of the long-sleeved gown and the ends of the cloak are also Such a dragging ground, only the smooth and clean ground can allow such a casual life so generously.

There are a few small flower hairpins on the hair bun with clouds, the lotus steps under the shoes with colorful clouds and embroidered cocked toes are light, and the slender fingers are holding a round round fan with a transparent plain gauze embroidered with peach blossoms in the color of Yang Fei. The fairy flower juice dyed her nails, just looking at this single detail, one can tell her charming beauty.Behind her were two maidens, who followed her to a palace.

In the empty courtyard in front of the red wall and glazed tiles, two figures danced, and the sound of the battle between the gods and soldiers could be clearly heard, but when Princess Yongxin Su Meier stepped into this courtyard, the two figures in front of her suddenly separated and stopped. down.Su Meier stepped forward and said regretfully, "I just arrived, why is it over?"

A Lin Tianduo picked up a towel from the wooden tray on the table and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Hearing Su Meier's voice, he turned around and replied, "I never thought that my sister would come, and my father and I also practiced together." It's been almost two hours."

Li Xuan put down the magic weapon, came to the table, took the teacup handed over by the eunuch and drank it down in one gulp, without saying a word, drank four cups in a row.Su Meier glanced at Li Xuan, and said to A Lintian, "You guys, one asked Dad to teach boxing, one asked Dad to come over to learn martial arts, and the other asked Dad to come over to teach martial arts and learn from each other. No wonder My father is so lonely that he reads male novels over and over all day long."

Knowing that Su Meier's words were referring to Li Zhen, Yitian, and himself, A Lintian couldn't help but smiled, but he paid special attention to the second half of the sentence, and wondered, "Father is also reading that kind of book today? "

Su Meier replied honestly: "I only know that my father is not in the bedroom now. A few days ago, I saw him sitting on the rocking chair reading a novel. I haven't seen the cover. It seems to be a new book."

Li Xuan held his teacup and took two sips. When he heard the conversation between the two adopted daughters, he couldn't help interrupting for a moment: "There is something that Father must clarify—it's not that I only care about martial arts with you children. Every time I call him We went for a walk in the Imperial Garden together, and he said he would not go because his feet were so tired and painful. Every time I asked him to exercise together, he said that his back was sore and he just wanted to rest. Every time I asked him to play chess together, he said he was dizzy The price can’t be lowered, and he is not allowed to read those books, and he loses his temper, so we can only let him read and buy them.”

The words made Su Meier and A Lin Tianduo couldn't help laughing, and Su Meier replied, "Father, maybe the girl's heart has not changed, and she wants to regain the romance of her youth? Or maybe it's because of too much pressure?"

A Lin Tianduo just finished drinking a cup of tea, and then said: "I think my father has developed a habit unknowingly. It is difficult for him to quit this habit, but it is not a bad thing."

Su Meier came up with an idea: "If dad, like before, makes snacks for dad himself, or takes dad to Chenghuangfang City to stroll around, watch a play in a teahouse, or dance a tango, maybe dad can take off for a while. Stay at home, do a cash recharge."

Li Xuan didn't say anything, after drinking tea to quench his thirst, he just said "I'm going back" and left accompanied by two eunuchs.A Lin Tianduo also put down his teacup, and ordered the eunuch to clean up the table and case, and walked into the hall with Su Meier, chatted with Su Meier for a few words, and then went to the bathroom alone.

Su Meier sat in the hall with her chin propped up for a while, even though there was a lady-in-law standing behind her who could chat with her, she was unwilling to open her mouth to start a conversation. She looked outside the door boredly, and just in time saw another lady-in-law passing by with a wooden tray. There were several clothes in the wooden tray, she immediately stepped forward, grabbed the wooden tray, and brought it into the bathroom by herself.

A Lin Tianduo was still soaking in the bath to cleanse his body, when he turned around and saw that it was Su Meier bringing in the clothes, he was slightly stunned: "Sister?"

Su Meier put the wooden tray on the stool, and said with a smile: "You haven't left the bathroom for a long time, I'm worried, so I just came in to have a look. Fortunately, nothing happened."

A Lin Tianduo replied: "Recently, I have been practicing martial arts frequently, and my muscles and bones are very tired. I want to soak in the soup pool for a while to relax."

Su Meier volunteered and said: "I have learned the method of relaxing the muscles and muscles. After you wash your body, come out and ask my sister to massage for you. It is guaranteed to be better than soaking in the soup pool."

A Lin Tianduo nodded, and immediately walked out of the bath. Su Meier hurriedly took a bath towel to wrap around A Lin Tianduo, and handed the clean robe and cloak to A Lin Tianduo to help A Lin Tianduo tidy up Clothes and belts fastened, returned to the hall with A Lintian, and closed the door tightly to prevent the autumn wind from entering the hall.A Lin Tianduo took off his cloak again, and lay down on the imperial concubine's couch. Su Meier sat beside her, rolled up her cuffs, and pushed her shoulders for her.

A Lin Tianduo turned his head back from time to time, chatted with Su Meier, and the two talked and laughed. To A Lin Tianduo, this was the most common sisterhood, but to Su Meier, it was like a newlywed. generally.

She already knew that Alin Tianduo was originally the priest of Shuilingzhu in Qingluan City more than ten years ago. His original name was Ban Luoyan. Willing to turn into a star, her biological sister Banyinruo used spells to rebirth her, but that day was not an auspicious day, the astrology was different, and an accident happened and she was reborn as a girl.

In her dream, there once appeared a priest of Shuilingzhu who was dressed in a frosty white robe, with three thousand blue silks hanging on her chest, a long life lock collar around her neck, and a frosty white cloak covering her forehead and eyes. .She stretched out her hand to take off the hood of his white cloak, and the beautiful and handsome face revealed was that of A Lin Tianduo. Then, the cloak disappeared, and it was A Lin Tianduo standing in front of him.

In this dream, she couldn't help embracing A Lin Tianduo, and hooked A Lin Tianduo's back. Petals covered petals, gently receiving each other, sharing dew with cloves, and her robe seemed to be oiled. The shoulders of each other slipped to the ground in an instant, and fell to the feet. Ten fingers stole the fragrance of jade fat. A Lin Tianduo hugged her and fell gently into the soft flower sea. Her hair bun became loose among the flower clusters. , holding A Lin Tianduo's shoulders and arms around his waist, the four petals covered each other.

She closed her eyes, raised the tip of her chin, enjoyed A Lin Tianduo's tenderness under her chin, let her take away the incense from all over her body, allowed the tooth shell to slightly destroy the smoothness of jade fat, and allowed Lilac to pick up the pollen from the style She didn't care about digging for nectar with her fingertips in the heart of the core, she just let the waves wash away in the waves, and in the end, she interlocked with A Lin Tianduo's ten fingers, and once again exchanged the dew with cloves.

The dream seemed real and unreal, but she was willing to believe that the dream was not a dream. Seeing A Lintian talking and laughing now, she just felt very happy, and secretly persuaded herself not to think about the ending she least wanted to face. Even if it was just the scene where A Lin Tianduo stepped into Qingluan City.

The author says:

The Jiu Zhang Ji is newly added, and it is an old word written yesterday.The first lyrics in my life are called ancient lyrics, and it is quite difficult to write nine cards.