General Zhiyi

The visitor is tall and tall, wearing a purple gold jade-patterned cloud robe with a ring-shaped white jade pendant around his waist. He has an elegant face and a very small black mole on the end of his right eyebrow. His eyes are as deep as the sea under the moon at night, and he will be inhaled inadvertently, and the slanting sword eyebrows imbued his handsome features with a three-point majesty and majesty.

Seeing him approaching, Tang Jingxu sighed inwardly: Although they were brothers who were born at the same time, it is understandable that this person is almost the same as that person in appearance, but the two are clearly distinguished by their literary skills and martial arts, yet their temperaments are actually exactly the same. I don't know who looks like whom.

"I came here looking for you." Jun Qing smiled, the corner of his right lip was slightly sunken, and a faint dimple dilutes his majesty, making him seem a lot more approachable.

To be honest, as a military officer, Tang Jingxu was subordinate to Emperor Wu Junkun, and he didn't have much contact with Emperor Wen Junqing, but Junkun was more serious than his younger brother. In front of him, Tang Jingxu had to be Rarely decent.However, there is Jun Qing who looks almost the same as Jun Kun, but finds a completely different existence after close friendship, which inevitably makes Tang Jingxu have a strong sense of contrast. Unknowingly, he and Jun Qing go together. near.

Tang Jingxu followed with a smile and said, "I didn't want to make any noise when I came here. I never thought that it would be difficult for you to find them one by one."

"Jian, it's not easy for a person like you to be ignored." Jun Qing took a step closer, followed his example and sat on the stone pillar, looking at him slightly sideways.

Sensing Junqing's gaze on his back, Tang Jingxu silently moved to the side, turned sideways to cover the black umbrella, coughed lightly, and said, "What, I'm just..."

"Jian, I haven't seen you draw your sword for a long time."

I thought that Junqing was going to talk about the fact that he brought the ghost to the sky without authorization, but he didn't expect him to say such a sentence. Tang Jingxu didn't realize it for a while, and looked at him in a daze: "Ah?"

Junqing raised his finger and pointed to the black sword hilt exposed on his shoulder, his eyes seemed to be far away, and he seemed to be wandering, and said softly: "I miss the way you held the sword in the past, looking down on all living beings and being arrogant."

After he realized what Junqing was referring to, the smile on Tang Jingxu's face gradually faded away. After a long while, he shrugged, pulled out the bamboo flute from his waist, raised it to his mouth and blew it casually. He said in a low voice: "There is nothing to miss, but a loser."

Junqing shook his head: "Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs, and you only lost that one."

"But in that match, I lost everything." Tang Jingxu looked down at the bamboo flute, whispering.

"Everything...?"

"If Mr. Junqing has nothing else to do, I will leave. Bai Zhou should be waiting at Fanchi, and I can't help listening to his nagging if I go late." As he said, Tang Jingxu nodded to say goodbye.

As soon as he turned around, he was acutely aware that the person behind him stretched out his hand, and Tang Jingxu subconsciously dodged it sideways. Then the bamboo flute rang, and the two of them were stunned at the same time. It breaks my heart."

Tang Jingxu laughed "haha" and said, "How many times has this happened, why don't you know how to avoid it!"

"You really think highly of me. I'm a scribe. How could I have the reaction ability to avoid the surprise attack of General Jianji?" Jun Qing didn't care about the back of his hand that was knocked red. Li Gui Shangxiandu, since I bumped into him, how could you think that I would turn a blind eye?"

Tang Jingxu gave him a sideways glance, then slowly turned his head and walked in the direction of Fanchi.

Junqing was not annoyed at all, and slowly followed behind him with his hands behind his back, threatening in a non-critical tone: "I am also Emperor Wen of Xiandu after all, in charge of civil servants of all sizes in the heavens, and you don't think you are too presumptuous in front of me. ?"

"Oh, I really don't think so." Tang Jingxu replied blankly. He twirled the bamboo flute at his fingertips, and immediately retracted it to his waist. "What? Are you going to accuse me now?"

The closer you get to Fanchi, the number of priests on Xiandu Avenue will inevitably increase. The priests have just been stimulated in the psychic formation, and now they are watching Tang Jingxu striding forward, and the key behind him is still walking at the same pace. Following Emperor Wen who rarely showed up, everyone's expressions could not be described as shock, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were panic.

For a hundred years, most of the priests have agreed that Tang Jingxu is such a shameless, skinless and unworshiped waste, that when he died, he relied on his former lieutenant Bai Zhou to wipe his ass behind him, and stepped on dog shit to pick up his ass. Only with three cheap apprentices can he be able to dance so happily in the Four Realms, and when these people open their eyes one day, he will be almost done.

They never expected that Tang Jingxu, such a weak priest, not only openly embraced the thigh of the ghost king Youhen, but also had an unclear relationship with the legendary goddess Shuiyue, and could still be in front of Wendi Junqing. Being so presumptuous, this... Could it be that this is really a world of faces?

When everyone was astonished, Jun Qing paused, and glanced around lightly, all the priests hurriedly lowered their heads to pretend not to see, and then he followed Tang Jingxu's pace without changing his expression.

The two walked side by side for a long time, and they were about to reach Fanchi, but Junqing didn't speak, so Tang Jingxu stopped, turned around, and raised his eyebrows leisurely: "Master Junqing, if you have something to say, you may as well speak directly." .”

Junqing pursed her lips: "I don't need to pursue this matter, I just want you to help me take someone in."

"Accept...someone?" Tang Jingxu raised his eyebrows even higher. This time he really couldn't understand what Junqing was referring to. Could it be that he wanted to go down to earth and carry an aunt to the door for him?Heh, even if he was beaten to death, he would not believe that this master has such a romantic temperament.

"Yes, in a few days, you should go to Taohuaxi. You will know when you go." After speaking, before Tang Jingxu could speak, Junqing turned around and disappeared without looking back.

He didn't tell anyone who was accepted, whether it was a man or a woman, and no one had a clear name, so who was he going to pull back for a while?

Tang Jingxu rolled his eyelids several times in dissatisfaction, and snorted softly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw an orange shadow approaching with small steps. He raised his fingers and pinched the center of his brows in pain. What was supposed to come hadn't come yet. , The one who shouldn't come has jumped up again.

"Old... No, General Tang, I... I just passed by..."

The visitor was not tall, and barely reached the position where Tang Jing held his heart. He looked relatively petite, dressed in a warm orange silk robe, with long hair tied up high, a pair of apricot eyes shining like stars, and his lips slightly , caught Tang Jingxu's eyes, showing embarrassment, lowered his head, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Tang Jingxu raised his hand with a smile, and was about to put his head on it, when he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was no longer a street kid from 500 years ago, so he patted him on the shoulder instead, and said, "Panlin , What a coincidence."

Pan Linqing coughed, took Tang Jingxu's hand, and solemnly put something hot and soft in his palm. Tang Jingxu looked down, and immediately laughed: "This thing , Xiandu doesn’t exist, where did you come from?”

Pan Lin's ears turned red when he was asked, pointed at Fanchi, and shouted indiscriminately: "Of course I just bought it in the lower realm. You've been thinking about it for 500 years. Pork and chives are stuffed, right? But the original shop It's gone long ago, let's make do with it. Now you're cleared, don't beg me any more!"

Tang Jingxu took a big bite, and while chewing he nodded vaguely and said, "That's all right, all right, clear up, I promise I won't ask for it in the future."

"Ah?" Pan Lin was taken aback, and suddenly grabbed Tang Jingxu's collar on tiptoe, and almost pulled him down with his hand. He stared at him with wide eyes, and shouted stiffly, "Everyone It's been owed for 500 years, don't you fucking know how to ask for some interest?!"

Being yelled at like this, Tang Jingxu was caught off guard and choked on the little fleshy lump in his throat. He couldn't break Panlin's hand away, and coughed fiercely in his face.

Hmm, stuffed leeks...

Seeing that Panlin's face froze and then slowly turned blue, Tang Jingxu swallowed, suppressed the discomfort in his throat forcefully, and said under his throat, "No, it's just a meat bun, and I still want to ask for interest? In your eyes, am I really shameless to this point?"

Pan Lin unceremoniously slapped his head and covered his face, and roared again: "Left and right are shameless, do you care about it?"

"Actually... that... I still really mind."

"Who believes it!"

Pan Lin's violent temper has not changed in the slightest. When he first saw Tang Jingxu, he restrained himself a little bit, but before he said a few words, he came to the top. It was really embarrassing for Xu Tao to work under him. Looking at Pan Lin Jumping, Tang Jingxu seemed to see Xu Tao sweating profusely but stammering under Panlin's roar. He didn't pay attention, and laughed again with a "poof". Zuo calmed down: "Ahem, ahem, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really don't need this interest."

Hearing this, Pan Lin let go of Tang Jingxu's collar, wiped off the minced meat and leek leaves on his nose, gave him a vicious look, and strode away cursing.

"I said, why is it so rare for you to come up here? In just a few hours, you've almost turned the fairy city upside down, and you can still provoke these people one by one, which is really capable." Bai Zhou didn't know when he stood up. Behind Tang Jingxu, he whispered in his ear.

Tang Jingxu stuffed the rest of the buns into his mouth without changing his face, his cheeks were bulging, and he pushed his elbow back suddenly. Bai Zhou reacted quickly and jumped away with a "swoosh" Dodging his attack, he said angrily, "You came here to find me? If you fart, let it go!"

"Oh, you have such a big face, Lieutenant Bai." Tang Jingxu bared his teeth and teased, "Actually, I just stopped by to see you. Besides Xiaoyugan, what value do you think you have?"

Looking at the small piece of green leek between his front teeth, the corners of Bai Zhou's eyes twitched, feeling that Chi Chengjun's face was about to be lost by this idiot, so he walked up to Tang Jingxu in a few strides, He raised his hand to clamp his head under his arm, squeezed his lips tightly with a dark face, and hurriedly walked towards Hengzhen Hall under the astonished eyes of the priests surrounding the audience.

The author has something to say: Recently, I have some eyesight fatigue, and my eyes hurt badly. Please take a leave and rest for a few days.