I hope to return to the country

The heavy rain poured down, flowing down the eaves like a waterfall, and the water splashed fiercely against the old wooden window edges outside the room, as if it was about to break through the window in the next moment and swallow up the crumbling inn building .

Le Zhiyu hated and was most afraid of rainy days since he was a child, especially on nights when there were thunderstorms and lightning, he usually huddled up and hid under the covers, not even daring to show his head.

But today, even though hearing the thunder and rain outside made his heart skip a beat, he still pretended to be nothing, for fear that Qin Zhi on the opposite side would see something.

Because he heard that Ning Yuancheng led the army when he was 13 years old. He once took the head of the enemy with ten thousand armies. He was brave and fearless, and he was a hero.How could Ning Yuancheng look at such a coward?How can he subdue Ning Yuancheng's heart?

"It's raining well. It's as violent as thousands of troops crossing the border. It's like an impassioned song. It just helps us enjoy the wine."

Le Zhiyu pretended to smile calmly, rolled up his sleeves and poured wine for Qin Zhiyi.

"I don't know yet, what should be called benefactor?"

Qin Zhi also looked at his snow-white wrist dangling under his nose, and raised his brows undetectably.

"The last name is Qin."

As soon as the two short words were pronounced, suddenly there was a thunderstorm outside the house, the sound was so loud that people's ears were buzzing.

Le Zhiyu was caught off guard, and subconsciously shook his hands in fright, spilled a few drops of wine, and landed on Qin Zhiyi's sleeves and the back of his hands, leaving small traces of wetness.

I'm really afraid of what's coming.

He immediately regretted that he couldn't hold his breath, and lost the impression of "free and easy" in front of Qin Zhiyi, and now he can only rely on "gentleness and consideration" to restore some good feelings.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't take it well..."

As Le Zhiyu said, he took out a soft handkerchief from his sleeve, and diligently wiped the wine stains on the back of Qin Zhiyi's hand, his voice became softer and softer.

"It turns out that Engong's surname is Qin, and his age should be slightly older than mine. Why don't I call you Brother Qin from now on?"

Naturally, Ning Yuancheng would not easily tell others his real name and surname, but Le Zhiyu did not expect that he would directly use the surname "Qin" for himself.

Isn't the current king of the new dynasty surnamed Qin?

Tsk tsk, it's obvious that Ning Yuan inherited this wolfish ambition.

But the more Le Zhiyu thought about it, the happier he became.

It's good to be ambitious, the more disagreeable Ning Yuancheng and Xinchao are, the more opportunities he has to sow discord and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

When Ning Yuancheng completely bows down at his feet, the 20 brave Ning family army will be the cornerstone of his success on Le Zhiyu's great cause of restoring the country.

When Le Zhiyu was thinking about the bright future, Qin Zhi had already looked him around calmly.

The hair crown is exquisite, the clothes are luxurious, and the jade pendant hanging from the waist is intricately patterned and shiny, and it is worth a lot of money at first glance. Even the handkerchief in her hand is a rare "shark bead yarn" .

Not to mention that ordinary commoners have never even seen such precious and rare objects, even princes and nobles would only bring shark bead gauze to fill the scene when attending banquets, but this bright and beautiful young man in front of him took it without hesitation. It is obviously not serious to come to wipe the wine stains.

A golden phoenix raised in the nest of riches and honor fell into this wilderness for no reason, and somehow got entangled with the seemingly poor and white self. How could it not be suspicious?

"Then it's settled, Brother Qin."

Seeing Qin Zhi, Le Zhiyu didn't open his mouth, just assumed that he had acquiesced in the title, happily sat down next to him, and raised the small wine glass in his hand.

"This glass of wine is to celebrate our meeting by fate. I will do it first as a respect."

In fact, he is not good at drinking, but in order to show his boldness and neatness, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The spicy liquid slowly slipped down from his throat, like a burning flame, scorching hot and brutal, Le Zhiyu felt that his internal organs were burned, and couldn't help bowing his head and retching.

There is really nothing good in this broken inn, the wine is not at all soft and sweet like the one he drank in Wuyou Valley, and the strength is too strong.

Qin Zhi also looked at his reddened eye sockets because of his discomfort, and for some reason, he reached out with his chopsticks and picked up a chopstick of cold wild bamboo shoots for him.

"Eat some of this, you can hangover."

Le Zhiyu wanted to show off and get closer to him, but failed one after another. He couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. He lowered his head and obediently bit a mountain bamboo shoot, chewed it twice but frowned again.

What kind of dish is this? It's dry and rough, and it's not delicious at all.

"I want to eat meat."

For a moment of slack and carelessness, he forgot to pretend, and only pretended that he was at home, and his tone became lazy and natural.

However, Qin Zhiyi felt that Le Zhiyu's current appearance looked much more lively than the deliberate smile just now.

He didn't care that he was treated like a servant, and he gave Le Zhiyu a chopstick of steamed meat with lotus leaf powder.

Le Zhiyu took a sip, his brows furrowed even more, and he took the handkerchief of shark bead gauze, and spit out all the meat he had just eaten on it.

"It's so unpalatable! I'm afraid it can't even compare to my pig food! It's a shame that the waiter in the shop has the face to boast that it's made by a chef. What kind of chef is this? How dare you fool me like this!"

Qin Zhiyi just wanted to pick another dish for him, but at this moment he rested his mind, the softness between his eyebrows and eyes disappeared, and he became as indifferent and indifferent as before.

He didn't speak, just picked up another piece of meat and ate it by himself.

Seeing this scene, Le Zhiyu instinctively felt something was wrong.

Although Qin Zhiyi's expression looked the same as before, it gave the impression that he was more distant and defensive.

What went wrong?

Le Zhiyu was a little flustered, guessing whether it had something to do with the food, so he squeezed out a smile, and tentatively said: "Brother Qin, why don't I ask Xiao Er to order the kitchen to re-make the table good food and drinks? This time I will Add more money to make the chef work harder."

After hearing this, Qin Zhi also stopped his chopsticks and glanced at him.

"What about these dishes?"

"These?"

Le Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and without thinking about it, he said directly: "It's upside down, if not, ask Xiao Er to feed it to the pigs..."

Suddenly, he finally realized something, his voice became lower and lower, and finally it was almost inaudible.

So stupid!

Ning Yuancheng is the general who guards the border and goes to the battlefield. He knows the preciousness of food the most. Le Zhiyu has also read it in books. When the two armies were fighting hard, the food was cut off. Fur roots can also be dug up to eat, but now I am doing such a wasteful act in front of Ning Yuancheng, isn't it just arousing disgust and hatred for nothing?

Unfavorable start, self-taught, if you can't steal the chicken, you will lose the rice...

These words flashed through Le Zhiyu's mind like a revolving lantern, causing an unprecedented blow to his ambition before going out.

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Le Zhiyu: Woooooooooooooooo~ It’s so difficult for me, I don’t want to do it anymore~