Sheng Fu

Chapter 321
Chatted all night long, and didn't end until dawn.

Yu Wenjun was not sleepy, and when he came to the Hengchang Hall, the morning mist rose, and he thought of Xie Yiming, who should share a jar of half-moon wine brought back from the demons.

Thoughts welled up, Yu Wenjun walked against the wind and left Hengchangzong, crossed the void in a place where there was no one, and reached the top of Linghua Mountain.

There is no snow here, only withered vegetation in the mountains and fields, and the sea of ​​clouds on the top of the mountain is surging as usual.

Yu Wenjun took a deep breath, and it was very smooth. After Gu Yong was resurrected, his heart knot was solved, and many things were not as depressing as before.

A ray of morning wind came, Xie Yiming came over, waved his sleeves, and set up a table and chairs on the top of the mountain, as well as a pot of Wujiangling tea. For elderly people, drinking tea in the morning is the most satisfying experience.

Yu Wenjun smiled and said: "This time the preparation is sufficient."

Xie Yiming invited Yu Wenjun to sit down, and said softly: "I don't even want to see who is coming, how can I be insufficiently prepared."

The southern leader added tea, and Yu Wenjun took a sip of Wujiang Spirit Tea, remembering the first time he talked with Murong Qiushui in Guyue Pavilion, and said gently: "When I was studying in Bailu Academy, I also had the habit of drinking morning tea. , In order to taste the taste, I stayed late for morning class a few times, and I was still under Li Xiunian's school at that time."

Xie Yiming knew that Yu Wenjun would not go to Bailu Academy for no reason, but he was not curious either, and some points of contact were the best so far.

"How does it taste?" Xie Yiming asked softly.

Yu Wenjun thought for a while, and replied solemnly: "It goes straight to the heart, and the soul is free."

Xie Yiming grinned and laughed, "You don't look like a lie."

Yu Wenjun put down the teacup, Xie Yiming continued to add tea, Yu Wenjun said: "I never lie."

Xie Yiming's eyelids twitched slightly, and he held the teapot in one hand and said, "This sounds like a lie."

Yu Wenjun took out a jar of Banyue wine from the magic weapon of space and put it on the table, and said slowly: "This time I went to the Demon Realm, and I also went to Banyue Mountain once. After I went there, I realized that there are different grades of Banyue wine. No less than a hundred kinds."

"This altar of half-moon wine is expensive, and it is a treasure. When we first met, I thought about tasting wine with my uncle, but because of many things, I always gave up."

"A little heart, I hope uncle will accept it with a smile."

Xie Yiming was slightly taken aback. Looking back, Yu Wenjun hadn't called him uncle for a long time, as if he had returned to the beginning.

He smiled and said, "It's such a fine wine, I'm willing to exchange it for three hundred copies."

Yu Wenjun shook his head slightly and said: "Send it as a gift, uncle is a bit out of touch like this. Speaking of which, I bought ten altars of half-moon wine in the Mozu, and I didn't pay for it."

Xie Yiming said in surprise: "You still have friends in the Demon Realm who can afford half-moon wine."

Xie Yiming has read the history books of Taoism since he was a child, and he knows that Banyue Wine is the national wine of the Demon Race. Now the Banyue Wine on the table uses the Jade Flow Altar as a container. There is no need to be suspicious of its quality, and only nobles in the Demon World can drink it rise.

Therefore, I am very curious about the status of Yu Wenjun's friends in the devil world.

Knowing everything without saying anything, Yu Wenjun didn't intend to cover up anything.

He said with a smile: "I accidentally met His Royal Highness Duan Wang from the Demon Race. We had a good chat. He was the one who sent me off."

Xie Yiming's heart sank, the princes of the demon world are different from the princes of the human race, all the princes of the demon world have real power in their hands, while the princes of the human race only have high status, but not much real power.

Yu Wenjun said: "Uncle, don't think too much, my name in the demon world is Cang Mo."

Xie Yiming smiled and said: "Since that's the case, then I will accept it. I don't know who to share with such a good wine."

Yu Wenjun joked: "It can be shared with the girls in the boudoir."

Xie Yiming's hand holding the teacup was almost unsteady, and said unexpectedly: "I thought you would never say those nasty jokes."

Yu Wenjun smiled casually: "If this is a dirty joke to my uncle, I really don't know how my uncle got married in the early years."

Xie Yiming couldn't refute for a moment.

Yu Wenjun took a big sip of tea, got up and stretched, and said: "Let's take a step first, uncle stay."

Xie Yiming got up quickly, Fox asked: "You came early in the morning, just to deliver wine?"

"Nothing else?"

Yu Wenjun smiled softly: "On a whim, I thought it would be enjoyable to have a few cups of tea with my uncle in the morning, so I came here."

Xie Yiming smiled shyly, "It's because I'm narrow-minded, maybe it's because my position as the leader of the South made me gradually tainted with stagnation."

Yu Wenjun said gently: "When you go to sleep at night, you just need to feel that you are still a teenager."

Xie Yiming thought for a while after hearing this, but he missed it. Just as he was about to speak, Yu Wenjun tore apart the void and drove Yinglong across the void.

Looking at the Ban Yue wine on the table, he muttered to himself: "There are really not many people in this world who miss the past."

Hengchangzong.

When Yu Wenjun returned, Yan Beiyou also started to drink morning tea in the pavilion, and walked up to put down a jar of half-moon wine.

"When you are happy, you can drink with Guo Sheng and Gao Zhi."

Yan Beiyou asked unexpectedly: "Where did the wine come from, or is the Jade Flow Altar used as a container?"

Yu Wenjun said with a playful smile: "Guess."

Yan Beiyou looked listless, and said helplessly: "Then I won't guess, good wine with unknown origin will taste better."

Yu Wenjun said: "How many of them are still sleepy?"

Yan Beiyou replied: "Naturally, I don't expect to get up until noon."

After the words fell, Wu Mi and Dugu Li walked out of Hengchang Hall, full of energy and radiant, Wu Mi punched in the air at will, with great momentum, and the sound of void vibration came out.

Yu Wenjun whispered: "Don't wake up the people who are still sleeping."

Wu Mi giggled and said, "Having a nightmare will refresh your mind even more."

Yu Wenjun laughed it off, and said to Yanbei: "I won't have breakfast with you, the three of us will go to the imperial capital once, and we will be back in two or three days."

Yan Beiyou hummed, and the matter of taxation must be resolved as soon as possible.

Then Yu Wenjun took Dugu Li and Wu Mi Yufeng and left.

No one crossed the void again and arrived at the outskirts of the imperial capital.

The moon-watching pavilion was foggy in the morning, and the surrounding snow was pressing on the branches, and the snow on the ground was quite deep, exuding a glistening light.

Yu Wenjun thought about it: "It's still too early, it would be a little strange to eat the Bazhen Banquet, why don't we eat dumplings first, and then go to the Bazhen Banquet in the evening."

Wu Mi said happily: "Okay, I think so too."

The corners of Dugu Li's mouth curled up. She had heard Wu Mi say that the dumpling restaurant tasted very good.

The three of them walked against the wind, and it didn't take long before they arrived at the imperial capital.

Considering that Dugu Li will participate in the Qingyun Conference in the future, the three of them did not stay on the street, but teleported one after another and entered the back door of the dumpling restaurant.

The elderly steward saw Yu Wenjun coming, and immediately took them to the box.

Before the dumplings arrived, the dumpling soup was served first, as well as some side dishes.

Yu Wenjun apologized slightly: "I thought I would take you to the capital of the Demon Realm together after the next year, but how could I catch up with the Qingyun Conference, but Guo Sheng and them are very interesting people, and you should be happy to get along with them of."

Dugu Li nodded slightly, and asked softly: "Then when will you two return to Hengchangzong?"

Yu Wenjun thought for a while and said: "It's hard to say, but if you miss us, we will feel it and will come back to visit you specially."

Dugu Li blushed slightly, and said: "Since that senior was resurrected, the young master has become more and more good at joking."

Yu Wenjun replied: "Maybe, I am actually a very funny person."

Wu Mi picked up the bowl and took a sip of the dumpling soup, pretending she didn't hear anything.

After a long time, three large plates of dumplings came up, stuffed with pork and scallions. Dugu Li took a bite carefully, her brows relaxed, and she speeded up her chewing slightly.

Huangdu's dumplings are delicious.

Even though Yu Wenjun and Wu Mi have eaten here many times, every time they come, it feels like eating for the first time.

This breakfast is also the most satisfying breakfast Yu Wenjun has had in recent days.

Originally, I wanted to go to Mr. Dean's place to hang out, but after much deliberation, I decided to avoid washing dishes as much as possible.

After the meal, the three of them left the dumpling restaurant and returned to Bailu Academy by teleporting one after another.

Seeing the courtyard at the foot of the mountain again, Yu Wenjun's mood gradually became brighter. He had said long ago that he didn't like this courtyard, and now he has finally changed his life in a place with good geomantic omens, where his beloved girl is still there.

Wu Mi and Dugu Li started to clean the courtyard, and Yu Wenjun went to Pu Weiqing's place first.

In the manor, the snow was spreading. Pu Weiqing thought of the heavy snow that Empress Fuyao specially fell for Jing Peiyao, and was in a delicate mood. This year's Chinese New Year probably lacked some flavor.

While thinking about it, Yu Wenjun came.

Pu Weiqing was standing at the moment, unexpectedly said: "I am very surprised to see you at this time."

Yu Wenjun sat casually on a chair under the eaves, looked at Pu Weiqing's stand, and replied softly: "There may be something more surprising to you."

Pu Weiqing still kept his stance, curiously asked: "What's the matter?"

Yuwen Jundao: "I want to entertain an important guest..."

Before he finished speaking, Pu Weiqing said decisively: "No way, the amount of half-moon wine buried in the ground is running out, you should die."

Yu Wenjun pretended to be pitiful, and said slightly: "This is very unreasonable. Speaking of which, I also came from the head of the Eight Gus of Bailu Academy. Where is the brilliance?"

Pu Weiqing said firmly: "The brilliance on the face can't be drunk as half-moon wine after all."

Yu Wenjun opened the space magic weapon, took out two altars and put them on the wooden table next to him, and said with a playful smile: "I didn't expect Mr. President to be such a vulgar person."

Pu Weiqing was keenly aware that Yu Wenjun had opened the magic weapon of space, and when he looked back, it turned out to be the Jade Flow Altar. Remembering that Yu Wenjun had just returned from the Demon Realm, he immediately understood what it was like.

One step teleported to the wooden table, stroked the jade altar, the texture was good, and said with a pleasant face: "You also know that I have never been an ordinary person. Can an ordinary person be the dean of Bailu Academy?"

Yu Wenjun nodded cooperatively and said: "That's natural. In my heart, the dean will always be a fairy, unstained by dust."

Pu Weiqing went to Banyue Mountain when he was young, and he also knew some market conditions, so he said: "These two altars should be far above the price of the supermarket."

Yu Wenjun nodded and said: "That's natural, how dare you be negligent when delivering wine to the dean."

Pu Weiqing responded cheerfully: "I'm really getting more and more sensible, I didn't hurt you for nothing."

Yu Wenjun thought about his words, and said slowly: "This time I went to the Demon Realm, mainly to revive Gu Yong, and now he is also in the chaotic space, staying with his old friend day and night, and the small life is very good. "

Pu Weiqing was stunned on the spot, and Yu Wenjun patiently described the beginning and end of the matter.

After the dean heard this, he looked at Yu Wenjun helplessly and distressedly, and didn't know what to say for a moment. Fortunately, the child returned safely, and the third elder was also resurrected.

After chatting for a few words, Yu Wenjun left the academy and went to the prime minister's house.

The courtyard in Qiuqing is as cool and pleasant as ever, without extravagance.

After arriving, Yu Wenjun took the initiative to pick up the broom and began to clean the snow in the courtyard before he met Qiu Qing. The servants around him also smiled when they saw this.

It didn't take long before the cleaning was finished. Looking back, the Prime Minister was holding a teacup in his hand, and said with a smile, "You keep your promise, but it's a pity that breakfast is just over, so I can't help you."

Yu Wenjun returned the broom to its original place, and said softly, "Actually, I just ate it too."

The two walked into the simple and simple study room, which was quaint and without a single valuable item. Yu Wenjun sat casually opposite Qiu Qing and talked about taxation.

After hearing this, Qiu Qing smiled and said: "This matter would be a sensitive matter in normal times, but in terms of the current situation, it is not a big matter."

"His Majesty also mentioned it occasionally, and he still expects you to return the golden million."

"For taxation, Hengchangzong accounts for [-]%, and the treasury accounts for [-]%."

This result is even better than Yu Wenjun thought, thinking that [-] points is close to the bottom line.

Qiu Qing continued: "Affected by you, the luck of the human race has become stronger and stronger, and talents from all walks of life have come out enthusiastically. This is a good momentum, and the appearance of this type of people will also have a big impact on the monopoly of the aristocratic family."

"As long as there is no gap in talent, His Majesty doesn't care who is from a family and who is a commoner."

Yu Wenjun thought about it too, and asked curiously: "How is the city of Hao'an now?"

Qiu Qing said with a smile: "In the beginning, there were some refugees who caused troubles. Duanmuzhi handled it very properly. Now most of the refugees have returned to their hearts, and they have hope in their hearts."

"As for the [-] refugees who caused trouble in Yunhan Prefecture before, some of their leaders have been beheaded in secret, and no news has been revealed. That's it for now."

"Yunhan Yang's family has lost a few outstanding descendants, and now they are much more peaceful."

"However, Xu Huanshan did not give up on the Yunhan Yang family, and placed a certain Yang family's child in the military. General Yue Bo also criticized this matter, but he did not publicly turn against him."

Thinking of Xu Huanshan, Yu Wenjun is not too upset, he always feels uncomfortable, so let him go.

Living in a different place, Yu Wenjun also knows that his starting point is a bit higher than Xu Huanshan, and he can't be flattered about certain things, and he can't criticize them.

Yu Wenjun opened the magic weapon of space, took out two altars of Banyue wine, and said with a smile: "I have tasted the good stuff from Banyue Mountain."

Qiu Qing was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, he smiled and said, "I won't accept gifts for the rest of my life, you can take them back."

"I got it."

Yu Wenjun just wanted to insist on saying a few words, but seeing the prime minister's serious face, he didn't say anything more, so he had to take it back.

Gu Yong took two altars, Xie Yiming and Yan Beiyou had one altar each, and there were six altars left. Yu Wenjun planned to send two altars to Qiu Qing, Bai Xiaowei and the dean.

The plan was affected, and Yu Wenjun didn't feel sad, and respect for Qiuqing spontaneously arose in his heart, but in this way, he had to send two more altars to Pu Weiqing. These two old friends occasionally sit together, and they still have to drink A few cups.

Qiu Qing said with a gentle smile: "We are well aware of the relationship between you and me, but there are some openings that cannot be opened. Once opened, they will become bigger and bigger. I have always kept the vows I made at the beginning of my career in politics."

"Maybe it has been sticking to it for many years, but now it has become a habit."

Yu Wenjun stood up, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply.

Qiu Qing laughed and said, "The neighbors across the street should accept it."

Yu Wenjun pursed his lips and smiled, "I think so."

The two looked at each other and smiled, with a lingering charm, and crystal snowflakes floated in the sky again.

(End of this chapter)