In-house help system

Chapter 100

"Hey, what is this?"

Zhan Jingyuan would sit with Ji Wenliang when she had nothing to do. Although she sat, her hands were never honest. She touched here and there. After lunch that day, she followed Ji Wenliang back to the room. I caught a glimpse of a porcelain bowl on the table, covered with paper.

"Hey, don't you-"

Ji Wenliang wanted to stop it, but Zhan Jingyuan opened it first, and looked into the bowl, it was grains such as wheat and corn.

"Brother, what are you doing with these grains?" She asked suspiciously.

What to do, of course, is food for the homing pigeons.

In the past month or so, Ji Wenliang has already figured out the regularity of the pigeons coming and going. At first, they came once every five days, and then they came every three days. He still wondered, wouldn't the pigeons be tired if they fly so diligently?After careful identification, it was discovered that it was not the same pigeon that came and went.

He came all the way to deliver letters, so as the host, he must treat them well. Ji Wenliang asked the kitchen to bring some miscellaneous grains, observed them a few times, and found that they seemed to like wheat and corn more, so he prepared some and put them on the table from time to time.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Jingyuan saw it today.

Suddenly, there was a feeling... that he was caught on the spot when he was in school and didn't seriously endorse. Ji Wenliang felt hot all over, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he lied and said: "A few days ago, there were always some birds in the window. I thought they were hungry and couldn't find food, so I fed them some leftover snacks, maybe, maybe I cooked them, I always come these days, but not every day there are leftovers For dim sum, I left some rice for them.”

"Is there a bird? What bird? Where is it? Why didn't I see it?"

Zhan Jingyuan became interested as soon as she heard it, and stretched her neck to look out the window.

Ji Wenliang grabbed her, "They're just ordinary magpies and swallows. There's nothing to see. Besides, there aren't any yet. It's noon, and the birds are all out to play."

"Does such a big sunbird not rest?" Zhan Jingyuan felt that something was wrong, but she was not a careful person, so she didn't think too much, "When will the bird come back?"

After her reminder, Ji Wenliang remembered that today was the day when the pigeon delivered the letter.

Oh, it's not good, the pigeon came here in the afternoon, if the junior sister ran into it, I would have to ask all kinds of things... no, no, no.

You have to find a way to drive her away quickly.

"Junior Sister, aren't you sleepy?"

"Huh?" Zhan Jingyuan fiddled with the brush hanging on the stand with her fingers boredly, "I'm not sleepy."

"You are so energetic. I slept late last night, but now I am a little tired."

"Brother, do you want to sleep?" Zhan Jingyuan stood up from the chair.

Seeing that she looked like she was about to say goodbye, Ji Wenliang secretly rejoiced, "Exactly, I feel a little dizzy."

"This is impossible!" Zhan Jingyuan pulled him to sit down righteously, "You just ate, how can you sleep now, it is not good for the stomach, come on, cheer up, don't be sleepy, I will accompany you You chat."

He babbled a lot, but Ji Wenliang was in a fog and didn't listen to a single word.

Glancing at the window intentionally, I was startled, and cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

"Brother, what do you always look at the window for?"

The two were sitting opposite each other, with Zhan Jingyuan's back facing the window, seeing that Ji Wenliang always looked behind her with his eyes from time to time, he also noticed that he was absent-minded.

Turning his head to follow his gaze.

"Junior Sister!"

Ji Wenliang stood up abruptly, startling Zhan Jingyuan, and hurriedly turned her head back.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

What's the matter... What's the matter... Ji Wenliang also wants to know what's wrong with him.

"Hmm...Junior Sister, when I brushed and washed this morning, I found a white hair. Come and help me take a look."

After finishing speaking, she turned around, turned her back to Zhan Jingyuan, and showed her black hair pouring down to her waist.

"White hair? How could senior brother have white hair?"

As Zhan Jingyuan said, she untied the white ribbon on Ji Wenliang's head, and fiddled with her thick black hair with her hands.

"No, where is the white hair?"

"No? Maybe I misread it." Ji Wenliang stood up, "Junior Sister, I'm really tired and want to take a rest, why don't we talk at night?"

Pushing and shoving sent her out the door.

Zhan Jingyuan was puzzled for a while, and said, "Then senior brother, we have agreed, you can't go back on your word."

"Don't regret it, don't regret it," Ji Wenliang responded indiscriminately, "Everything is up to Junior Sister."

The door slammed shut.

Turning around, his eyes fell on the window eaves.

A pigeon was staring at him with ignorant eyes.

After answering the letter, I felt much more at ease. Looking at the clear sunlight outside the house, green bamboos and flowing water, I suddenly had the idea of ​​going outside for a walk.

Turning and turning along the corridor, and crossing a small path, I only raised my head when I saw that there was no way.

Startled, then laughed.

I don't know when, I came to the thousand-year-old tree.

I reached out and touched the rough and old tree trunk, looked up at the highest horizontal branch, and suddenly wanted to sit on it again to see the scenery of Qiyun Palace.

At this time, several guards passed by on patrol, and Ji Wenliang waved to the leader.

The guard looked around, only to realize that he was being called, and trotted to Ji Wenliang.

"What is the order of the Palace Master?"

"Could you climb the highest branch with light work?"

The guard put his hand on his forehead, looked against the sunlight, and replied with a wry smile: "The palace master is embarrassing, if you climb such a tall tree little by little, you can climb it, if you use lightness kung fu... …Forgive me for my incompetence.”

"So, you have to be very good at lightness kung fu to be able to climb up? What if you bring another person?"

"Bring one more person?" The guard pondered for a moment, then replied: "According to my subordinates, there are no more than five people in this martial arts world who can do it."

The young guard had also traveled around the rivers and lakes, so he was quite knowledgeable.

Ji Wenliang asked: "Tell me, who are the five people?"

The guard said: "Among the rivers and lakes, the bandit You Yuantian is the one with the highest lightness kung fu, followed by the old palace master, besides the abbot of Shaolin Temple Master Tongjue, the current leader of the martial arts alliance and the leader of Qianshu sect."

Ji Wenliang thought for a moment, then nodded.

The guard withdrew.

Since then, Ji Wenliang has often visited under the old tree.

On this day, I happened to meet Shiliu.

"The palace master is very interested."

Ji Wenliang smiled as a greeting.

"How do you go this way?"

"I have nothing to do, so I wandered around in the palace. I didn't expect there to be such a clean and elegant place," Shiliu walked up the hillside towards Ji Wenliang, and put his hands on the trunk, "This tree with luxuriant branches Ye Mao, it should be old."

"Exactly," Ji Wenliang replied, "I always circled around this tree when I was a child. After so many years, people grow and trees grow."

The bright rays of the sun cast mottled light and shadows on Ji Wenliang's body through the interlaced leaves. His white clothes and dark hair, narrow shoulders and thin waist, looked like a carefully drawn picture scroll.

Sixteen's heart moved, and he said: "The palace master is so emotional, but has he thought of the past?"

Ji Wenliang said with nostalgia in his tone, "Master always took us here to play when we were young, and when we came here, I remembered Master."

Shiliu glanced at him, and said: "The old palace master's care for his disciples is well known in the world. Everyone in the world says that if the main force of the old palace hadn't resisted the public opinion, opened the library tower, and recruited more disciples, there would be no such thing in Qiyun Palace. Big today."

"Everyone says..." Ji Wenliang murmured, and asked, "I live in seclusion and don't know anything about martial arts. How much do people think of Master?"

"That's natural." Shiliu looked fascinated, as if he was also his master, "The dead flesh is rejuvenated, and the skillful hands are rejuvenated. Who in the martial arts world does not know the name of the green-clothed doctor fairy?"

"Is the doctor immortal in Qingshan?" Ji Wenliang repeated, "Maybe outsiders may see Master as elegant and immortal, but in fact... I often can't understand his thoughts."

He raised his head to look at the crown of the tree, and continued: "For example, when we were children, Master taught us to recite medical classics, not in school, not in the study room, but on this tall branch, he stipulated the bibliography, and we will not be let down if we don't recite completely. Such a tall tree, looking down, looks like a cliff. At first, there was only fear. How could I have the heart to recite the book? Later, I gradually got used to it, and then I understood what the master meant. Only then can the mind be calm and learn purely."

He drooped his eyelids, with a hint of loneliness on his face.

With this look, anyone who sees him wants to solve his problems for him.

Sixteen couldn't help but blurted out, "The mortal world is worrying... What is the Palace Mistress worried about right now?"

Ji Wenliang shook his head, "It's just hurting the spring and autumn, it's not worth mentioning, but I kind of miss the time when I was sitting on the tree and endorsing the book, it's a pity..."

Suddenly he couldn't help but smiled, "As the palace lord, if you climb a tree with no regard for face, people will probably laugh at you if they see you."

Sixteen's hand rubbing against the tree trunk slowly stopped, and looked at Ji Wenliang, trying to figure out what he said.

Confidential, or deliberately probing?

It's innocent and confusing to put on this posture.

In a blink of an eye, my heart has turned a thousand times.

After deliberating, he said: "When I was young, I was free and carefree, but now I think about it, it's just because someone sheltered me."

Ji Wenliang savored this sentence carefully in his heart, and quite agreed.

"That's the truth."

The two were standing on the hillside paved with light green grass, looking from a distance, a group of horses jumped into view.

"Then... is that the Second Elder's herb-picking team has returned?" Ji Wenliang asked.

His mood fluctuated so much, Shiliu couldn't help being surprised, but he didn't show it on his face, and replied: "It should be, the Great Elder just ordered a few disciples to clean the Medicine Storage Pavilion yesterday, I didn't expect to arrive today. "

Ji Wenliang kept his eyes on the team in the distance, and hummed lightly, "Maybe he came back early."

Otherwise, why didn't Xiaojiu say anything in the letter?

Take half a step forward.

Suddenly feeling uncomfortable, he backed away and said to Shiliu, "I'll go over and have a look."

"Congratulations—"

Before Shiliu could finish speaking, Ji Wenliang left in a hurry.

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