Chapter 285 The Little Master Who Can't Sit Still
The snow is so deep that the door is blocked, and there is only a small red clay stove.
The young master of Lingjian Mountain in the tea pavilion had no idea what had happened outside the door. She was listening carefully to Kuang Cheng's story about Ji You in the disaster area, her slender and curled eyelashes trembling slightly.
And when she heard Ji You teaching the children in the disaster area to play hopscotch and hopscotch, and heard Kuang Cheng's words that "Brother Ji loves children very much", she subconsciously touched her belly, and her beautiful face couldn't help but turn pale.
Kuang Cheng then asked her when she was going to see Brother Ji, and she replied that she was not familiar with him and would not see him.
No pain if you don't see...
At this time, the wind and snow outside the courtyard increased a little. Ji You, Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu in the alley whispered for a long time, then turned around and went to the East Market without entering the Wei Mansion's villa.
At the same time, Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu returned to the gate of the villa, rubbing their perky buttocks.
If you know the truth but don’t report it, you will be punished…
Just as the two of them were holding their tongues, the wooden door behind them was pushed open, and Kuang Cheng walked out of the yard and said goodbye to them.
Then he went straight to a vegetable store on the street, and Wei Rui walked him to the door and watched him for a long time.
When Wei Rui withdrew her gaze from her lover, she looked at the two fairies in front of the door with blushing cheeks rubbing their buttocks, and couldn't help but reveal a hint of doubt on her face...
“Green peppers can be fried with bacon.”
"Let's have a roast duck. It's really easy to eat just by tearing it apart."
"Before the heavy snow, Mu Jing gave me some wild mushrooms from home. They are well preserved after drying. I can buy a chicken and stew them together."
Kuang Cheng was thinking about what to cook, then he bought some vegetables, a jar of wine, and then he walked out of the store.
He didn't know why Fairy Yan didn't let Brother Ji know that she came to Shengjing, but since he had already promised to keep it a secret, he had to keep his word.
Anyway, this young couple often plays some I-don't-know-you tricks, which are incomprehensible to a scholar like me who has been reading sage books since childhood.
Then he walked back to his cabin along the same path he had come, making many twists and turns.
But just as he reached the door, he looked up and saw smoke coming out of the yard.
The black smoke mixed in with the white cold air was particularly obvious, which made Kuang Shusheng stunned when he saw it.
Brother Ji is back? Why are you still making a fire in the yard...
He pushed the door open and walked into the yard, and found Ji You sitting on the doorstep under the eaves, with an oven in front of him and a few sweet potatoes on it.
His brother Ji was holding a summer palm-leaf fan, fanning the flames in the stove.
Kuang Cheng opened his mouth to ask him why he suddenly started roasting sweet potatoes, but he found that Ji You was squinting at him with some interrogation and intimidation in his eyes.
"Hey, isn't this the famous Kuang Buqi? Are you back so soon?"
"Um, I'm back..."
Ji You paused for a moment while fanning himself with the palm-leaf fan in his hand. "I haven't seen Miss Rui'er for such a long time. How come you were gone for only half an hour? Why didn't we spend some time together?"
After hearing this, Kuang Cheng coughed and said, "A scholar has a noble character. When I think of Brother Ji waiting for me at home for dinner, I know that I should not forget my principles for the sake of beauty."
"Wow, so you are still a good brother."
"That's natural..."
Kuang Cheng felt that Brother Ji's eyes were a bit like the way he looked at his bag when the two of them just left Yuyang County, and his heart tightened: "Well, I'll go cook."
Ji You immediately reached out to stop him after hearing this: "No, you take a rest today, I'll cook the dishes."
Kuang Cheng's eyes flashed with confusion: "Isn't it me who cooked before? Why do you have such a refined taste today, Brother Ji?"
"Brother Kuang has been so kind to me, I have to express my gratitude to commemorate this great friendship."
“It’s a memorial.”
"What?"
Seeing Ji You reaching out his hand, Kuang Cheng handed over the food he had bought and explained, "The word is commemoration, not memorialization. Memorialization is used for deceased people."
Ji You took the dish, took a look at it, and murmured, "It's almost time to use it."
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"Okay, just sit down first. I'll give you a task later."
Kuang Cheng was already feeling a little guilty, and he didn't dare to refute Ji You's strange behavior. So he wrapped his fur robe tightly around him, sat in front of the stove, warming his hands while watching Ji You walk towards the kitchen.
As soon as Kuang Shusheng returned home, he started to clear the snow, but he only cleared a walkway leading to the main room in the yard behind the snow. At this time, Ji You slapped out with one palm, and the air wave created by the powerful spiritual energy directly swept away the snow on the stove.
Then he took down the chopping board and began to chop the vegetables.
The green peppers were cut into sections, the bacon was sliced, the free-range chicken was chopped into pieces, and the dried mountain mushrooms were soaked in warm water. The skillful techniques made Kuang Shusheng stunned.
After the ingredients were processed, Ji You turned back, turned the sweet potatoes on the oven a few times, then took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Kuang Cheng.
Kuang Cheng looked at it in confusion: "What is this?"
Ji You stuffed the envelope into his arms: "It's no fun to eat alone. It just so happens that I haven't seen Wei Rui for a long time, so I'll invite her to join us tonight."
After Kuang Cheng unfolded the letter and took a look, he found that the invitation was written in his tone, saying that Brother Ji had roasted sweet potatoes today and personally cooked several of his best dishes, etc., and specially invited Wei Rui to come and so on.
After reading the letter, Kuang Cheng couldn't help but look up: "I remember Rui'er doesn't like roasted sweet potatoes."
"She doesn't like to eat it, but maybe someone else does."
"But Wei Rui is meeting a guest today, and the guest is now in her house. I guess she can't get away."
Ji You suppressed the flames in the oven with his spiritual energy: "Don't make me sacrifice our friendship..."
Kuang Cheng reached out and took the letter, looking at Ji You with strange eyes: "Brother Ji, are you only inviting Miss Rui'er?"
Ji You also looked at him seriously at this time: "Why, are there any other fairies coming from afar that you want to invite?"
"Brother Ji, please take a seat first. I'll be back soon!"
Kuang Cheng put the letter in his arms, then pushed the door and walked out of the yard. Before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at Ji You, who had a deep look in his eyes.
He knew that there was no way he could have hidden the fact that Fairy Yan had come to Shengjing, and now it had indeed been exposed...
The Wei family villa is very large, with pavilions and towers of all kinds. It is even more simple and elegant than some immortal villas, which is enough to show how powerful the pro-immortal faction was back then.
At this time, three non-sectarians from Lingjian Mountain talked with Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu for a while and then left the courtyard.
After watching them disappear in the wind and snow, the two turned back to the yard. After searching for a while, they found Jianzhu, who was walking on the falling snow between the rockery.
"Reporting to Master Jian, I just received news that the people from Shanhai Pavilion and Wendao Sect left Lingjian Mountain without seeing Master Jian."
"Where are Yan Cang and Yan Rong?"
"They haven't returned to the mountain yet, and neither have the 138 disciples from Tianjian Peak. The disciples we sent to follow them have already found out where they are. We should have news in a few days."
The impact of the Bu family's incident has actually been ongoing. Although the Immortal Sect appears to be calm and composed on the surface, it is actually still on edge in private.
Because the humanized evil species must be related to the Qiling incident, and what the Zheng family's ancestor showed at the time could threaten the status of the Immortal Sect.
But at the same time, that thing looked like a tempting fruit in everyone's eyes.
So they selectively forgot that when the Zheng family ancestor ascended to heaven, he had refined the deeds of countless people.
If this kind of thing is really mastered, there will be no peace in the world, especially since Yan Shu also learned from Ji You that the so-called immortal fate requires a container.
So Yan Shuyi quietly came to Shengjing and declared that he was leaving the mountain to practice, in order to prevent Lingjian Mountain from being swept away by the general trend and falling into the abyss. On the other hand, he also secretly sent people to keep a close eye on their actions to prevent any accidents and be ready to join in as a bystander at any time.
However, she has not yet taken over as the headmaster. Although Tianjian Peak respects her on the surface, she has been secretly involved in the disaster, trying to drag Lingjian Mountain into the disaster, which makes her want to kill.
Ding Yao then spoke again: "Master Jian, the peak master and his wife just sent a letter asking you to return to the mountain."
Yan Shuyi raised his eyes slightly and said, "Because of asking about the Dao Sect?"
"The peak master didn't mention the matter of the Dao Sect."
"And what did he say?"
"I just want you to think carefully and not act rashly. I think the Peak Master must have guessed that you came to Shengjing and was referring to the matter of my son-in-law..."
As Ding Yao spoke, she handed over the letter from Yan Jingxiang, the head of Xuanjian Peak.
The letter began by calling her by her childhood nickname, and advised her earnestly that if she did not like the Daoist Sect, she could just say so, but she should not act rashly on impulse, thus tarnishing the reputation of Lingjian Mountain and being laughed at by the world.
After Yan Shuyi finished reading, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu noticed the protective look on her face and couldn't help but look at each other.
That night in the Dongping Mountains, their own master silenced the gossips with the words "family affairs". Although many people did not dare to comment due to the master's supreme status, it still caused a stir among the upper class.
So after they returned to the mountain, the peak master and his wife came immediately, with expressions like those of sad parents whose daughter, the empress who had been raised since childhood, was seduced away by a country man wearing straw sandals and with a hooked braid.
They had learned from Ding Yao earlier that their daughter had fallen in love, and had been secretly investigating, but their daughter had a sacred weapon that could conceal the secret.
And that night in the Dongping Mountains, Chunchun blew herself up, which naturally made it hard for them to accept.
In fact, Ding Yao had anticipated this situation a long time ago and had discussed it with Zhuo Wanqiu.
No matter how strong my son-in-law is, he is still a solitary cultivator in the countryside. The peak master will definitely look down on him. The elders of the Xuanjian Peak clan will probably find it difficult to accept this fact.
The most crucial thing is that Tianjian Peak will definitely use this incident to reduce the prestige of Master Jian in the mountain.
This is not to say that they necessarily want Master Jian to marry a direct descendant of the Immortal Sect, but in their opinion, that person should at least be the second son of the Immortal Sect, and become a figure like a hall master, peak master, or pavilion master in the future.
And now, the son-in-law can't even be a disciple of the Immortal Palace...
Yan Shuyi finished reading the letter and handed it to Ding Yao: "Father has been worried that I would not be able to succeed to the throne and that the power would fall into someone else's hands. I think Shanhai Pavilion and Wendao Sect must have said something that touched Father's heart this time."
Zhuo Wanqiu looked up at this time: "Maybe the peak master is just worried about being a father."
"If that's what he meant, then he has nothing to worry about. I told them when I left that I was here to spend the winter with my sister Rui'er. There's no such thing as an irrelevant person."
"Is the Master really not going to see the Son-in-law?"
Yan Shuyi raised his eyes upon hearing the voice: "Sister Rui'er is right here, why do you want to see other people?"
Zhuo Wanqiu coughed and said, "What if the uncle knows that the master is in Shengjing? This place is not big to begin with. Besides, Mr. Kuang and the uncle are close friends. There's no guarantee that he will let the secret slip."
"So what if he knows? I am devoted to the Dao and have cut off all emotions and love. He also knows this. We are just nodding acquaintances and we just exchanged a few pleasantries."
"I'm just afraid that you can't help it, Master Jian."
"nonsense!"
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu looked at each other and thought that no one would believe it. Then they returned to the room calmly and wrote back to Ling Jianshan.
When they came out again, they saw Yan Shuyi wandering around the courtyard with a cold expression.
He wandered from the frozen pond to the vicinity of the rockery, then looked up at the sky for a long time, then wandered from the corridor, strolled into the house, and began to examine the vase in the house: "Is this handwriting the ancient text of Daxia?"
"To reply to Master Jian, we don't know either."
"The flowers and plants in this calligraphy and painting are quite nice. I didn't expect that Wei Li, the treacherous prime minister, has some taste."
Zhuo Wanqiu watched the appraiser pacing back and forth in the room, then turned to look at Ding Yao: "The appraiser has been restless since he knew that his son-in-law had returned. The painting was clearly bought by the appraiser two days ago..."
Ding Yao looked at the red-coated fairy who was seriously appreciating the painting and whispered, "Pretending to be calm only makes things more obvious..."
"But why didn't the uncle enter the yard just now?"
"I don't know, but the Master said he would treat us to a meal later, but I don't know when."
Yan Shuyi came out of the door at this time, glanced at the two people whispering, and couldn't help but frowned slightly, thinking that the two maids must be trying to find Ji You again.
Just as she was about to ask, the door of the Wei family villa was pushed open from the outside.
Kuang Cheng came out of the wind and snow holding the letter, and then walked towards the tea pavilion where Wei Rui was. Then Wei Rui ran from the tea pavilion to under the eaves: "Sister Yan, Master Kuang said that Master Ji prepared several specialties and asked me to eat them. Do you want to go with me?"
Hearing this, Zhuo Wanqiu and Ding Yao held their breath instantly, thinking that the meal was waiting here.
Then they all turned their heads at the same time and looked at their own master who "dedicated himself to the Tao and cut off all emotions and desires."
The last time Jianzhu came to hibernate, her brother-in-law cooked for her and fed her for the whole winter. After she went back, she kept talking about how delicious the food cooked by her brother-in-law was, and she also wanted to roast sweet potatoes for a long time.
However, they have already decided to leave. They feel that Master Jian, as the next leader of Lingjian Mountain, should have some backbone.
Yan Shuyi took the letter at this time, and was silent for a long time as he looked at the description of the roasted sweet potatoes and the specialty dishes: "Then taste it briefly, and then go home after eating..."
Zhuo Wanqiu lowered her head: "The Peak Master is right to worry, Master Jian can't help it at all."
Soon, a group of five people arrived at Kuang Cheng's courtyard.
Ji You was busy in front of the stove wearing an apron. His strong arms were holding the spatula and stir-frying the food in the iron pan. The aroma of the dishes was already wafting into the air. He didn't react much when he saw the people coming in.
Yan Shuyi felt that he seemed to have already noticed that he had come to Shengjing, and then he stood beside the oven peeling sweet potatoes as if nothing had happened.
Ji You had already prepared the bacon and walked into the house.
When passing by the oven under the eaves, he picked up a piece of bacon and fed it to her, just as he had developed the habit when he was hibernating in Tianshuyuan.
The cold and arrogant Master Jian of Lingjian Mountain trembled her eyelashes, opened her mouth and ate it, then felt her face being pinched, and her brows could not help but frowned slightly: "Rui'er's lover's friend is so rude."
When Kuang Cheng heard the words "Rui'er's lover", his face turned red instantly. He didn't dare to look at Wei Rui, whose face was also blushing. He just lowered his head and roasted sweet potatoes.
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu looked at the two of them, their eyes widened, thinking, "You guys can't do this? Look at how much fun my master and his son-in-law have!"
"Brother Ji, do you need help?"
"No, it will be done soon. Go wash your hands and wait for dinner."
Ji You came out of the house at this time, stewed the remaining chicken with wild mushrooms, and made a soup with the remaining half bag and eggs. He also stir-fried some vegetable seedlings, brought them into the house, and then invited everyone to eat.
What they ate in the disaster area was basically corn porridge, and they rarely had time to cook a meal. Although the first meal after returning was just a few small dishes, it was still considered sumptuous.
Five people sat around a long table, Wei Rui and Kuang Cheng sat on one side, Zhuo Wanqiu and Ding Yao sat at both ends, and Yan Shuyi sat with Ji You.
Ji You has been cooking for his younger brothers and sisters since they were young. His cooking skills are impeccable and he surprised Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu with the food.
They had only eaten Ji You's baked sweet potatoes before, and baked sweet potatoes actually have little to do with cooking. It was not until they ate the dishes he made himself that they realized that the judge was really not a chef who could be judged by his lover's words.
Because it was winter, the sky in Shengjing got dark very early, and the night had already fallen before the evening.
Kuang Cheng washed dishes in the kitchen while there was still some light, while Wei Rui accompanied them at the door.
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu were in the yard, doing nothing.
Ji You was in the house, adding some charcoal to the stove, and looked at the beautiful face in the firelight: "Are you full?"
Yan Shuyi sat by the stove and glanced at him: "I'm full."
"When I was in the disaster area, I guessed it was you, because Wei Rui couldn't have done something so big."
"You, a disciple of Tianshu Academy, are extremely lucky. If it weren't for the fact that the immortal sects all focused their energy on the so-called immortal fate, fearing that they would fall behind, you would have been assassinated the moment you left Tianshu Academy after killing Bu Qirong and cutting off the supply of spirit stones. It wouldn't be as simple as a few aristocratic families gathering at Mount Ni."
Ji You put the fire hook in his hand aside: "Actually, I was wary of this and hid my aura all the way, but I did meet a few disciples from Lingjian Mountain on the way, so I was a little nervous."
Yan Shuyi narrowed his eyes, knowing that he was talking about "family matters".
In fact, her father and mother really wanted to kill him now, so it was normal for him to be nervous when he met the disciples of Lingjian Mountain.
"Why didn't you come to Shengjing to find me? Why did you have to hide it?"
"I'm not hiding anything. I just don't need to tell you. I told you last time I wrote to you that my heart has gradually become clearer after practicing for so long. After all the distracting thoughts have been cleared away, only the immortal way remains in my heart, without emotion or love."
After Yan Shuyi finished speaking, he suddenly saw Ji You's hand stretched out, and then slowly opened towards him. His handsome little face couldn't help but smile, and his beautiful eyes couldn't help but narrow.
The flickering flames caused the light and shadows in the entire room to begin to shake.
Under the firelight, Xiao Jianzhu gently raised her arms and was soon picked up by the waist. Her perky buttocks moved from the chair to the legs of the stranger.
This is Kuang Cheng's house, and there are people outside. She is not shy at all. She coldly looks at the man in front of her who lowers his head and comes closer. When her red lips are tasted, she can't help but gently probe with her tongue.
After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, which made Yan Shu straighten up and turn around to check.
After waiting for a few breaths and seeing that no one came in, Xiao Jianzhu turned around and kissed him very naturally. After touching him for a while, he realized that Ji You didn't move, so he looked at him blankly.
Ji You was also looking at her, with some regret in his eyes.
Ruthless and loveless...
When people are in a bad mood, they can make up any nonsense...
(End of this chapter)
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