Lanke Chess Edge

Outside Ji Yuan's room door, Hu Yun stood up and shook his hair and scratched his ears. After thinking about it for a while, he didn't dare to open the door again, so he had to go to his room.

In the Yin residence, the Yin family not only treats Ji Yuan as a distinguished guest, but Hu Yun also treats him as a real guest. Naturally, he also has his own guest room, which is on the other side of the courtyard, opposite to Ji Yuan's room.

But just as he reached the door of his room, Hu Yun stopped in his tracks, looked up at the stars and moon in the sky, and then looked in the other direction. After hesitating for a while, he still jumped away.

Hu Yun doesn't want to practice or sleep now, but has returned to Yin Qing's study. As Yin Qing's good friend, he also knows Yin Qing very well. Maybe Yin Qing also belongs to the kind of first time for that princess. It feels good to meet, otherwise I wouldn't be so attentive.

Walking all the way outside Yin Qing's study room, it turned out that the lights inside were still brightly lit. This time, Hu Yun didn't need to hide, and knocked on the door generously.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Yin Qing, it's me, can I come in?"

"come in."

Hearing Yin Qing's words, Hu Yun pushed it away, and then quickly closed the door to prevent the heat in the study from escaping.

Looking up at Yin Qing, he found that under the light of two bright lamps with lampshades, Yin Qing was drawing on the desk with a pen, so Hu Yun walked to him with light steps, and jumped onto the empty space behind Yin Qing. Chair, stand on tiptoe to look at his painting.

Yin Qing didn't speak, and seemed to be concentrating on the painting, even the small corners of the clothes would be drawn carefully, but obviously he did not forget his good friend, when he finished part of the painting and changed the pen and ink , Turning to Hu Yundao.

"There is still half of the crispy chicken in the kitchen, which is left over from the dining room just now. Except for a chicken leg that was torn by Yin Zhong, most of them are still there. If you don't mind, I'll ask someone to bring it for you? "

"Don't mind, don't mind, hurry up and get it for me!"

Hu Yun has been greedy for this crispy chicken for so long, how can he care so much when he hears it.

"Hehe, wait a moment, I'll give you an order. I originally planned to ask the cook to make you a new one tomorrow, but I think you want to eat it now."

Saying that, Yin Qing put down his pen, opened the door and walked out slowly, and went to the servant's room not far away to give orders.

Seeing that Yin Qing was gone, Hu Yun pressed his front paws on the desk, moved closer to the painting, and looked at the person in the painting carefully.

Although it was only in the middle of the night, Yin Qing had roughly drawn what the portrait should be, and the rest needed a day or two to polish carefully.

In the painting, Princess Changping is sitting on the rug, her face is facing this side, she is smiling slightly, she is holding a leaf playing card in her hand with her slender fingers in a beaded hairpin silk gown, she is slightly raising her orchid fingers, and she frowns and smiles expressively.

"The painting is really good. No wonder Mr. Ji said that the mind of skill can imitate gods."

Looking at it, Hu Yun seemed to have seen Yin Qing and Princess Changping get married and have children, and saw that they would be full of children and grandchildren.

‘I don’t know if I can see it, but I still have to practice hard and have enough Taoism to be able to walk freely! '

Hu Yun knew that he would stay in the Yin Mansion for a short time, because Mr. Ji would stay in the Yin Mansion for a short time, and if Mr. Ji wanted to leave, he would not let himself stay in the Yin Mansion. Even Hu Yun himself knew that staying in the Yin Mansion would be harmful and useless. Not to mention anything else, even practice will procrastinate.

Mr. Ji has to go out often, and the interval between returning to Ju'an Xiaoge has been getting longer and longer in recent years. Hu Yun thinks that the time to come back next time will not be short. In that case, unless Yin Qing can spare time to visit him in Ning'an County, Otherwise, it will probably be a long time before he sees Yin Qing and Master Yin again.

But Hu Yun thought again, he is still a monster after all, Yin Qing will not be alone after getting married, and this princess will always follow him, it should be inconvenient for Yin Qing to meet and play with a monster.

Thinking about Hu Yun made me a little annoyed, and my friend's joy of finding his wife also diluted a little.

"Hey, it's still not enough. If I can have the kindness of Mr. Lu Shan, if I can truly transform into a human being, I can walk up to Yin Qing and his wife in proper scribe clothes, and say 'Hello, Brother Yin', Let’s say 'Hello brother and sister' again..."

Yin Qing quickly returned to the study, and Hu Yun stepped aside so that Yin Qing could continue painting. After painting for a while, Yin Qing suddenly turned to look at Hu Yun.

"Why is it so quiet today? It's not like you."

"It's nothing, I think my practice is really bad, I only have such a little way all the time, it's uncomfortable!"

Hu Yun was sitting on the chair, with his two paws resting on the armrest, one on the left and one on the right. The posture was very anthropomorphic and funny, especially with a big fluffy tail dangling in front of him.

"Hehe, although I don't know much about the practice of monsters, I do know a little bit. Back then, I would chat with that old turtle by the Chunmu River about ghosts and monsters. You've been able to do it for forty or fifty years if you're wise enough to do it now. Is this speed considered slow?"

Yin Qing's reassurance didn't help, Hu Yun sighed.

"Then you are comparing with those wild monsters. I was taught by Mr. Ji. Although I don't know how high Mr. Ji is, it is definitely the kind that I can't see the end of the sky. Do you know how many monsters are like this?" Is there a chance for "immortals to guide the way"? Let alone, when will the crispy chicken come?"

"It's heating up in the kitchen, it'll be here soon."

Hearing that Hu Yun still missed eating, Yin Qing was relieved and turned around to paint with peace of mind.

However, Hu Yun didn't stay in the study that night. After eating half a crispy chicken, he left a chicken leg for Yin Qing and went back directly, saying that he wanted to practice without slack.

Yin Qing's marriage cannot be finalized in a short period of time, but the possibility of getting married within a few years is very high, and Ji Yuan thinks that he should have time to attend.

But now, there is no permanent banquet in the world, Ji Yuan has stayed in Yin's residence for a long time this time, and he doesn't plan to live in the capital for too long, so he bid farewell to Yin's family not long after the Lantern Festival, Of course, Ji Yuan took Hu Yun with him when he left.

...

On the 20th day of the first lunar month, Ji Yuan and Hu Yun left Gyeonggi Mansion and traveled to Jizhou, but Ji Yuan didn't go directly to Desheng Mansion, but gradually fell to Chunhui Mansion.

Hu Yun has good eyesight. When he saw the city next to the winding river from a distance in Yuntou, he just knew that he was not going back to his hometown.

"Mr. Ji, are we going to the Chunmu River? To see the old turtle and the big herring?"

Hu Yun, who seemed a little sluggish after leaving Gyeonggi Province, was refreshed, with a little excitement in his voice.

To be honest, Hu Yun thinks that he has only two good friends, one is Yin Qing and the other is Big Herring. As for the others, they are either elders or have a normal relationship. Maybe the little paper crane is good, but communicating with the little paper crane is too laborious Hu Yun didn't know what the little paper crane was thinking.

"Yes, go to Chunhui Mansion, see how the old turtle and the big herring are progressing, and meet Bai Qi."

"Bai Qi?"

Hu Yun was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he didn't remember who Bai Qi was. After confirming that he didn't know him, he asked directly.

"Mr. Ji, who is Bai Qi?"

Ji Yuan also realized that Hu Yun had never met Bai Qi and did not know him, so he smiled and said.

"He is Chunmu Jiangzhengshen, a white flood dragon in the river."

"Jiao, Jiaolong?"

Hu Yun subconsciously trembled.

"Mr. Ji, I, I heard that dragons have a great appetite. Many dragons like to devour monsters the most, and they can make clouds and rain. That's why they can be worshiped as water gods by the people in the world. I, I am a fox demon..."

"A little scared?"

"Um……"

"Don't worry, I'm here!"

Hu Yun felt at ease, thinking that Mr. Youji is always fine when he is around.

"Mr. Ji and Jiang Shen are friends?"

Ji Yuan smiled narrowly.

"Friends are not really counted, but last time I promised to bring him a monster to eat, I couldn't find a suitable one, so I took you."

Knowing that Mr. Ji was joking, Hu Yun still trembled in fright and grinned reluctantly.

"Sir, don't scare me, you know I'm timid..."

"Hahahahaha..."

With a smile on his face, Ji Yuan landed directly on the river outside Chunhui Mansion City, and then walked towards Chunhui Mansion City.

It was early morning at this moment, and people coming and going came in and out of the city gate, and the Jiangshen Temple, known as the first temple on the Chunmu River, was already full of tourists and pilgrims.

Compared with the Daliang Temple in Tingliang Kingdom, there are also a lot of people, but this Jiangshen Temple is in Chunhui Mansion, which is more like a scenic spot. Men and women meet and play together, and literati write poems and leave lyrics, which is a little less lustful. Some chic.

In comparison, Ji Yuan still prefers the model of Jiang Shenci.

Coincidentally, Chunmu Jiangshen happened to be in human form at this moment, watching scholars and scholars composing poems and lyrics in Jiangshen Temple, and he is also a famous "Mr. Pingshu" in Jiangshen Temple.

Because the walls of the Jiangshen Temple are suitable for writing words, after all, there are limited walls, and now it is not a high-quality goods, but it is not eligible to be placed on the corridor wall that can shelter from the wind and rain, and Jiangshen, whose pseudonym is Bai Wenchuan, is already famous in commenting words, and the temple also respects him. With great respect, he said that if he could climb the wall, he would definitely be able to.

At this moment, a large group of literati are gathered around the corridor wall of the outer courtyard of the Jiangshen Temple. There are several book cases here. .

"Traveling on the river and stepping on the spring water during the day, watching the lanterns under the curtain at night..."

"Good sentence!"

"Yes, Mr. Zhao is very talented!"

"Yes, what does Mr. Bai think? Can you write on the wall of the corridor?"

"Yes, yes, what do you think of Mr. Bai?"

Everyone asked Bai Qi to judge, and Bai Qi, who looked like a middle-aged Confucian scholar, smiled and stroked his beard as he walked a few steps closer to the book case.

"This sentence is okay, but it's a bit short!"

"Hahaha, Mr. Bai, I haven't finished writing this yet, you can come and see it after Zhao has finished writing it!"

"Okay, then Bai is waiting for Mr. Zhao's masterpiece, today..."

Having said that, Bai Qi suddenly stopped, with an inexplicable surprise on his face, he turned his head in one direction, and left in a hurry after two breaths, which surprised all the literati and inkmen, who didn't know what happened.

Bai Qi walked in a hurry, his footsteps were extremely fast, ordinary people just felt that he was walking in a hurry, but in fact, his speed was even faster. In a few breaths, he went from the Jiangshen Temple to the outside, and passed through the stalls to the side.

On the side of the river on the side of the Jiangshen Temple, Bai Qi looked from a distance and saw a gentleman in white shirt with a hairpin in a bun and a shawl in front of his temples, walking slowly, and beside him was a red fox.

Bai Qi's footsteps became a little faster, and he was already far away holding salutes with both hands and shouting greetings.

"Mr. Ji came to spring to Mujiang, and Mr. Bai received him from afar, and greeted him from afar!"