People in the underworld are the freest. They are like the wind flowing through the streets and alleys, and the reeds floating in the rivers, lakes and seas. They will not stay in one place.
Xie Chongyue's eyes dimmed slightly, which was why he said that he had no ambition to serve in the court. He could never get rid of his identity. If one day Qi Zhou needed him, he could not be the Xie Chongyue of Jianghu, but only the Prince of Qi, Xie Chongyue.
He wanted to ask Xu Shiqing if he was willing to go with him, or at least stay a little longer... Even though Xie Chongyue's rationality told him that the other party had no obligation to ask him to stay and wait for him to sort out the identity issue before traveling together.
After all, they were just friends, even though their lives were almost tied together.
...But Xie Chongyue actually didn't want to be separated from him.
"Okay." He tried to hide his disappointment. "If you want to go back to Bianjing, I can provide you with carriages and money."
Xie Chongyue, you have no status and no position, so don't act so reluctant... No friends will cling to each other so much.
He secretly warned himself, be reserved, be reserved! He must not give people the impression of being frivolous!
"?" Xu Shiqing was puzzled: "Am I such a disloyal person in your eyes?"
Not to mention that Xie Chongyue's illness has not yet been treated by a famous doctor, the Lingnan incident has not been completely resolved yet. Can he leave Xie Chongyue alone here to deal with it?
Besides, in this incident, the other party not only provided him with information and explanations, but also escorted him all the way (although it was along the way), and finally gave him food and drink in Lingnan. How much of a bastard is Xu Shiqing that he didn't even have the time to wait for the Lingnan incident to be settled, and couldn't wait to leave?
In other words, whether he could return to Bianjing was another matter. Whether it was for the sake of his master and the others' plan, or for Xie Chongyue's health, it was impossible for him to leave.
Xu Shiqing gritted his teeth: "You still owe me a pot of good wine!"
"No, two jugs. You have to at least give me two jugs of good wine this time!"
He looked at Xie Chongyue's surprised face after he came to his senses, and couldn't bear to look at him and said, "Isn't it just to stay with you? Why are you so happy?"
Xie Chongyue nodded. That was right. Except when he was ill, Xu Shiqing had always parted with him decisively and without any regrets. As a result, Xie Chongyue's impression of this swordsman was sometimes fragmented and contradictory. Sometimes he thought he was cold and indifferent, and sometimes he thought he was a stupid guy.
This is why his first reaction after realizing his feelings was to escape and smother them.
No one understood better than Xie Chongyue, who had walked with Xu Shiqing on the streets of the city, what kind of well-behaved and upright person the young man in front of him was.
He would be frightened by Xie Chongyue's unwarranted affirmation. For Xu Shiqing, who strictly adhered to etiquette and was conservative by nature, such a complex relationship between him and him would only be considered part of a close friendship. Their relationship was framed in this way, so any behavior that crossed the line would naturally be regarded as normal.
If Xie Chongyue told the truth, he would be frightened by the absurdity of the transgression and male union. Even worse, the other party would panic and break off relations with him.
However, Xie Chongyue found it difficult to accept the future where he would have no contact with her at all.
Even if he thought that the young man might meet the woman he likes in the future and marry her, and if he was invited to attend the ceremony, Xie Chongyue thought that if he didn't wish him a happy marriage and many children, he would be jealous and crazy.
"Don't frown." Xu Shiqing picked up a piece of letter paper and said, "Come here and help me think about how to write this letter."
The Sword Immortal said in distress, "Those mischievous creatures, knowing full well that I'm illiterate, yet they still ask me to write a visiting card every time they visit!"
Xie Chongyue's brow twitched: "I've written so many letters, and you still haven't learned it?"
"Those are just clichés. It sounds so perfunctory when written down." Xu Shiqing clutched the pen, looking uneasy. "It's so rare for us to meet, and staying at their house might even cause trouble... I'd better write something better. Maybe they'll even give me a compliment before they say anything."
It's such a pity that the Grand Master has fallen to such a state!
However, Xu Shiqing had too many friends. When he was young, he loved traveling and being free and unrestrained. Wherever he went, he would make a group of good friends and meddle in a lot of other people's business. Over time, everyone knew that the disciple of the famous Liu Xiangsheng was a nosy, friend-loving and money-making boy.
He was very righteous and had a clear distinction between love and hate. No one could resist such a young man, so uninhibited and flamboyant, and so naturally they were willing to follow him, give him a place to stay, and even a meal.
Xu Shiqing couldn't save money. If he had two or three copper coins, he would either give them to beggars on the street or help his friends. Most of the time, he had to rely on accepting government rewards or commissions introduced by some friends to get money to move forward.
As time went by, the families who frequently visited him became familiar with him. They knew that this great master was a gentleman, but since they could not persuade him from his stubborn and nosy nature, they started to tease him and asked him to write a visiting card when he came to visit them.
It was originally a joke; everyone knew he wasn't good with words, so they expected him to cut corners and just copy some clichés. Who would have thought Xu Shiqing had actually been writing seriously for so many years, that by now, they were all used to the flattery and recent news in his friend's greeting cards—even if this sharing master had recently written to inform them.
"You should be more serious too. Several people have introduced their business to you!" Xu Shiqing pushed Xie Chongyue's arm and said, "I was hoping to come and try their chef's cooking..."
Xie Chongyue sighed, picked up his pen and started writing, and Xu Shiqing then continued to fill in the content.
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