Feast of Rebirth

Hu Yan was miserable, and his foot was twisted and limped.

It can only be blamed that he was too smug with joy and didn't pay attention to his feet. The thousand-year-old fox actually stumbled on the small stairs and was injured.Chi Nu was even more remorseful, and kept blaming himself for being too surprised, which was why he hurt him.

A little injury, the bones are coming back, sit and rest for a day or two, and it will be fine. I don’t want the guests in the inn to hear that he is injured, and they will send a bunch of unnecessary tonics, greetings, Hu Yan himself is too big. I thought he had some incurable disease.

There were quite a lot of people coming, but it happened that there were only clouds left from the wind.Hu Yan stared at the door anxiously, waiting to see through his eyes, lying in bed from morning to night, even when the lights were almost turned off, he still didn't come.Full of depression: why didn't he come?

He asked Chi Nu to go upstairs to visit on the pretext of delivering hot water. After delivering the water, Chi Nu came back and said that he was still studying.

Read and read, this idiot knows how to read.

Since he didn't come, he simply lay down longer.Come up with stubborn energy, he will get up whenever he comes.

After lying down for a long time, my bones hurt and my thighs hurt. Hu Yan felt sad from his heart, and sang a song Huanxisha sadly: "The clouds are light and the wind is high and the leaves are flying randomly, and the small courtyard is cold and rainy and the green moss is slightly—hey, the boudoir is quiet. Covering the screen. Fen Dai darkly worries about the gold belt pillow, and the mandarin ducks hang around in the robes. It’s so disappointing that I don’t want to return.” Singing as if she was about to die at any time, she was so wronged that she could wring out sour juice.

After singing, he felt that he sang badly and lost his pitch.He sang it again and raised his breath. The third time his thigh bones hurt and he simply sat up and sang softly. While singing, someone knocked on the door outside.

"Who?"

The people outside the door were embarrassed: "It's me, Yun Congfeng."

It's here!He quickly lay down and lowered his voice: "Come in, the door is unlocked."

The door was pushed open, and Yun Congfeng walked in, with a haggard look on his face: "I heard that you sprained your ankle."

"Ah, nothing serious, just a small injury."

"You will lie down for a day with a small injury?" He sat down and saw the nourishing medicines piled up beside the bed, "These are not suitable for you."

Hu Yan lay down weakly: "I know, they just followed suit to join in the fun."

Yun Congfeng sat stiffly for a while: "Can you let me take a look? I'm not talented, I learned a little bit about medicine, maybe it can help you."

Hu Yan chuckled: "Well, it's okay, it's just a small injury." He turned sideways and stretched his feet out of the bed.

Hu Yan's skin is very white, cold white.The bones of the ankle were coming back, but the skin was still bruised, and the place where it was pulled the most was swollen and bloodshot, like a bunch of half-ripe red grapes in a white jade plate.

Yun Congfeng touched it lightly and asked, "How long has it been swollen?"

"It's probably half a day."

Yun Congfeng raised his hand to make a tactic, shrouded in cold air, Hu Yan flinched, and was held down by him: "Don't move around."

"cold."

"Just wait."

After a while, the swelling disappeared.Yun Congfeng rubbed his palms, and warmed his cold skin: "Is it better?"

"Okay." He quickly retreated into the bed, caught a glimpse of Yun Congfeng's hesitant expression, and finally decided not to expose him, maybe when he healed him, he had already noticed the evil spirit in him?

"It's getting late, the girl is injured, so go to rest early."

"Okay, young master, don't read too late, it's not good for your eyes."

Yun Congfeng nodded, "Thank you for your concern." He turned and left.

Hu Yan heard his footsteps go away, and burst out laughing: He endured it hard enough, I really don't know how he endured it until he got to the bridal chamber before saying... Eh?wrong?

Hu Yan thought about it carefully, before he was reborn, Yun Congfeng knew from beginning to end that he was a man, but he himself...didn't realize that he already knew from the beginning to the end?On the eve of the big wedding, he was struggling to decide whether he should confess to Yun Congfeng, whether he would dislike him if he confessed, and cried secretly several times, and went to the Yuelao Temple to ask for a lottery... Hu Yan felt a little bit like cursing Now, the first person to scold is himself-how stupid!

Secondly, he should be scolded!Hu Yan was furious, and began to plan how to reveal his identity in a reasonable and reasonable way, the sooner the better, so as not to be played like a monkey by him!

The past was vivid in his memory. He remembered that the origin of their mutual identity was because someone died in the inn.The Qingping Division came to investigate, and Qingping was not very capable, but he was used to seeing people with his nostrils, and indiscriminately accused him of crimes, and even plotted against him, forcing him to vent his evil spirit.

Yun Congfeng sensed the evil spirit and was able to confirm his identity, and stood up to prove his innocence, accusing him of being serious and vicious.Envoy Qingping closed the case and left in despair. Afterwards, he privately showed Mother Fox's handwriting in front of Hu Yan.He agreed to escort him to Wang Jing partly because of an order and partly to repay his kindness.

Was it the second day or the third day he came to the inn?Hu Yan couldn't remember clearly, but he only remembered that the person who died was an entertainer traveling all over the world, and the murderer was his young apprentice.

Thinking of this, he went to sleep in peace.

It was autumn, and the rain in Luoxing Mountain was extraordinarily abundant. It seemed to compensate for the bitter summer heat, and it rained endlessly.Hu Yan got lazy and didn't get up until near noon.The sky was overcast, and the sky, where the sun should be, was translucent white. He opened the window, yawned, and combed his hair.

Chi Nu was wearing a coir raincoat and was building a mountain road outside. Ping Pong Pong tamped the loose stone slabs for the pavement. Hu Yan called him back: "Don't do it, come back and rest."

Chi Nu was obedient: "Okay, I'll be back in a while." Packed up his tools, jumped over the mud puddle and water, and came back to the house.

Unexpectedly, another person appeared on the other side of the mountain road, holding an oil-paper umbrella.Hu Yan leaned out half of his body and shouted habitually: "It's raining and the road is slippery, sir, come in and rest your feet."

The man got closer and closer, but it was Yun Congfeng, his arms were bulging like something was in his arms: "Miss Yan is only getting up now?"

Hu Yan looked at the things on his chest, as if he had no such experience in his previous life: "Just got up, what did you bring back?"

"I picked a few persimmons in the mountains in the morning, and it rained when I came back. I just came back now." His hair was dripping down the water, and he let out a breath of steam, "Fresh ones, Miss Yan wants to eat?"

"Don't worry about persimmons, you just drenched in the rain yesterday, and you got drenched again today, do you think your life is not long enough?" Hu Yan slammed the window shut, put on a coat in a hurry, and walked out of the room.Yun Congfeng just stepped into the inn door, took out persimmons one by one from his arms and put them on the table, "The clothes are not wet, the shoes are just wet."

"Then take it off quickly!" Hu Yan turned back and took his own pair from the room, "Put it on."

Yun Congfeng took off his wet shoes and glanced at the clean shoes on the ground: "These shoes look like they were worn by men."

"The shopkeeper's clothes, anyway, he went out and didn't come back, so let's make do with it."

Yun Congfeng wiped off the muddy water on his feet and put on his shoes.It felt a little weird, but it was the right size, as if it was made just for him.

Hu Yan picked up a persimmon: "You went all the way up the mountain just to pick these few persimmons?"

"Pick a few to relieve hunger." Yun Congfeng stood up, and he left two persimmons in his arms, "A little heart, thank you Yan girl."

Hu Yan suddenly understood why he worked so hard to go up the mountain to pick persimmons: he dared to eat persimmons to save money!

"It's almost noon, young master coming down for dinner?"

"If I don't eat, I still want to write a policy theory."

This idiot!He grabbed Yun Congfeng: "Write some policy theory, tell me, are you picking persimmons for food?"

Yun Congfeng was caught off guard, he didn't expect Hu Yanyan to guess what was on his mind accurately, and said embarrassingly: "Xiaosheng's family is poor..."

"The family is poor and the family is poor, so poor that they don't even have food?" Hu Yan was both angry and distressed, and his thoughts changed quickly, "Why don't you manage the accounts here? I'll pay you."

"This..." Yun Congfeng was a little moved. He didn't have enough money, and the travel expenses all the way were saved from odd jobs.The Wenhui of Guihai Academy is only held on the day of Jingzhe, and there is still enough time, so it is not a bad idea to stay and earn some money.

While tempted, doubts inevitably arise, "The shopkeeper is back, what should I do?"

Hu Yan thought that this guy really pretended, didn't you already know that I am a man: "I am the biggest if the shopkeeper is not here, I will take care of what happened. Let's talk about it after eating."

Hu Yan asked the cook to fry a plate of fried meat with mushrooms, served with a pot of three fresh soup, full of meatballs and quail eggs, Yun Congfeng didn't dare to use his chopsticks.Moreover, with one spoonful of Hu Yan, he could scoop up a full spoonful of round quail eggs, which were all piled on the Yuncongfeng bowl.

Chi Nu blinked across the table.

Hu Yan also scooped up a spoonful for him.

When Hu Yan brought over a spoon, Yun Congfeng declined: "No need, I can't eat so much."

Hu Yan forcefully poured it into his bowl: "The last spoonful, eat more."

After a full meal, Yun Congfeng began to perform his duties.Chi Nu always kept the account books of Rujia Inn, and Chi Nu wrote it down when he remembered it, and it was missing when he couldn't remember it.Yun Congfeng managed to sort out the last ten days, but couldn't do it anymore, it was too messy.

But the account book is so chaotic, just looking at the income and expenditure within ten days, there is still some money to be made. Rujia’s main income is from selling wine, and there are many unexplained income. When I asked Chi Nu, Chi Nu said: "It's all passing through The money that the merchant gave to the banquet girl."

Yun Congfeng: "Understood, I understand."

After finishing the account, he went upstairs to continue writing the unfinished policy theory, hastily finished the first argument, and suddenly couldn't continue writing.Stand up and move around, thinking about Miss Yan, or... Hu Yan, Young Master Yan.

There is only one word "banquet" written on the mother fox's handbook, so I don't know the gender. "Yan girl" made a face, and he knew it was a male fox, and his name also had Yan, but he wasn't sure if it was Mr. Yan mentioned in the handbook,

Now he is sure that the so-called "Yan girl" is Hu Yan, the shopkeeper of Rujia Inn. At first, he didn't understand why Hu Yan turned into a female figure to show others, but now he also understands: beauty can really be eaten.

But... why does he treat himself so well?Could it be that he got the news of Mother Fox before him?That being the case, why not explain it directly?

He thought about it, he probably knew the news, maybe it was because he just met a woman, so he was too embarrassed to speak directly?It won't be too late until he changes his identity.

He sat down, intending to revise the scribbled policy theory.Downstairs, there was a loud gong and drum, and some people sang: "I wish the shop will be full of gold every year, and I wish the shop will have enough food every year..."

Cloud walked from the wind to the window.Hey, there are not only singing, but also dragon and lion dances downstairs, but the dragon is very short, and it doesn't have much momentum when dancing.He heard from his senior brother that this kind of people who turn to the store to beg for money is called Lunximen. If they don't give money, they will keep blocking the door of the store until the money is given.

Hu Yan came out and gave the leader a bunch of copper coins, the sound of gongs and drums stopped immediately, and a whistle was blown, and the dragon and lion dancers immediately took off their props and rushed into the shop.

Here comes the busker.