Sheng Fu

Chapter 561
The next day, early in the morning.

It should be early rather than late, just as Pu Weiqing opened the door, there was a slow knock on the door outside the manor.

Yue Bo and King Zhen'an appeared at the end of Pu Weiqing's field of vision.

The dean was slightly taken aback, Yue Bo and King Zhen'an came slowly, the general smiled softly and said: "I got up early today, I have nothing to do, and I want to walk around, but if I go to other dignitaries' homes, it will inevitably be abrupt." After thinking about it for a while, I came to Lord Dean, this is King Zhen'an of the Spirit Race."

While speaking, the two walked up to Pu Weiqing, King Zhen'an nodded slightly, his tall and majestic body held Pu Weiqing steady.

Pu Weiqing returned the salute slightly, and responded softly: "It's a bit sudden, please sit inside."

Inside the house, the furnishings are simple, without the air of antiquity, let alone the smell of books. King Zhen'an feels that this place is no different from a small farmyard.

The dignified dean of White Deer Academy actually lives in such a simple and boring manor.

In the field, there are some vegetables.

Pu Weiqing began to pour tea and water, the tea aroma was not strong, it was slightly bitter, the taste was sharp, no tea rhyme, it was the rough tea that ordinary people drink.

Seeing this, King Zhen'an finally understood why Pu Weiqing did not appear in the court yesterday.

"I'm here for rough tea, you two don't want to dislike it." Pu Weiqing glanced at Yue Bo and King Zhen'an, and said in a calm tone.

Follow the good example, without the slightest embarrassment.

King Zhen'an was slightly taken aback, maybe it was his own weight, which wasn't enough to embarrass the dean.

Picking up the teacup, he took a big sip, although it was hot water, but to King Zhen'an, it was no surprise to him that it was cold water.

King Zhen'an couldn't help asking: "I'm curious about one thing. Mr. Yuwen has a temperament like a son, and he doesn't like simple and plain life. If he can't become a politician, he will live a romantic and rich life. The dean used to be a How did you teach Yu Wenjun?"

Pu Weiqing was aware of the kinship between this prince and Yu Wenjun, held the teacup slightly, and said softly with gentle eyes: "That was Gu Yong's pointing, it has nothing to do with me, I'm ashamed to say, I don't know how to point out that child .”

"Why is your lord curious about Yu Wenjun's past in Bailu Academy?"

King Zhen'an took another sip of rough tea, and said bluntly: "It's just a whim."

"If my guess is correct, when Gu Yong was still in Bailu Academy, he naturally joined forces with Yu Wenjun. I have some impressions of that person. In the early years, he also gave His Majesty a headache. Later, he made His Majesty a headache. Endless."

"Speaking of which, this can be regarded as a great achievement."

Inadvertently, King Zhen'an let out a bold smile.

Pu Weiqing hesitated to speak, it turned out that this prince still has such a refined character.

Yue Bo said softly at the side: "The prince came today because he wanted to go to the top of Bailu Mountain to see the beautiful scenery of the imperial capital. He originally wanted to take the prince to wander around the streets and alleys, but after thinking about it, the prince has a majestic appearance. There are so many strange eyes, I don't know if the dean can help me?"

After Pu Weiqing heard this, he was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "Okay, I thought you two are here today, and you want to watch the wind of the White Deer. The view from the top of the mountain is very good, and you can take in the size of the imperial capital." From the bottom of my eyes, the two of you can act calmly."

"I wonder if the two of you have had breakfast?"

Yue Bo and King Zhen'an looked at each other, then shook their heads slightly.

Pu Weiqing suddenly felt extremely heavy in his heart, and sighed: "In the past, I had a well-behaved apprentice, cooking and boiling water was all done by that precious apprentice, but unfortunately later, the apprentice was abducted by some young man who didn't seem like a good person As a daughter-in-law, I have lived the life of a widowed old man."

"If you two don't dislike it, you can eat at my place, but you have to wait a little longer. My cooking skills may not suit your taste."

King Zhen'an was stunned when he heard about it, and then he couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, going to Saibei City is tomorrow's business. Today, I have plenty of time. It is my honor to taste the craftsmanship of Mr. Dean. If Mr. Dean doesn't If you don't like it, I can also go to the stove to make a fire and boil water, and fight."

Yue Bo echoed from the side: "When I was young, I also had a difficult time. At that time, I was alone and had no wife. I had to do all the housework and chores myself."

Three men in one play.

Pu Weiqing was a little touched and said: "Very good, unlike some of the leaders of the Bagu, who come to my place to have a meal with a happy face, and when working, they always avoid the important ones and ignore the less important ones, or they call it the important thing, in short, they are unreliable."

After hearing this, Yue Bo asked with a strange expression, "Which leader of the Bagu is it?"

Pu Weiqing sighed, "It's all."

King Zhen'an laughed and said: "Since ancient times, we rough people are more reliable. People who have studied have not yet known how to do practical things. The ability to steal, rape and play tricks is far superior to us rough people."

"Go, go to the stove."

Pu Weiqing always felt that these words were quite weird, but also quite reasonable.

……

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Beihai, Mingyue Mountain.

Under the high tower, Yu Wenjun is lying on a couch, and on the tea table is a pot of white water for thousands of years. For righteousness, Jing Peiyao had to teach it personally.

There is nothing to do at the moment, and Yu Wenjun once again lived a life like a rich and idle person.

After a night of recuperation, Yu Wenjun had regained his vitality, his complexion was rosy, and his eyes were piercing. Jing Peiyao was a little suspicious and said: "If you can't retreat, will the master of the assassin know that you have unfortunately died, but you have to wait for a while." In a few days, within a month, as long as you leave Mingyue Mountain, the master of the assassin will naturally be ready to move."

"It's a pity that winter is coming."

Yu Wenjun Shi Shiran said: "I've been thinking about who it is that has such a deep hatred with me. After thinking about it, this matter may have come from the gods. As far as I know, some people from the northern family have secretly The protoss colluded, and to what extent the collusion has reached is unknown."

"If the Protoss did it, what does this move mean?"

Jing Peiyao was disdainful at first, then her face became serious, her eyebrows were like knives, and she said in a deep voice: "The gods create internal strife and intensify the internal strife of the human race, but they are doing such a thing at this critical moment, which means that they are not sure about the same. The demons can remain invincible after the first battle."

"Perhaps, this is just an off-the-shelf trick of a certain Protoss politician."

"But in this case, are the traces too heavy?"

Yu Wenjun gradually regained his energy and said: "The smarter people are, the more stupid things they do sometimes."

"It's very possible, but they're right. You and I don't have time to travel to the God's Domain right now. The master behind the assassin has never surfaced. If we speculate like this, it will mess up our original intentions. , In other words, some people hope that we will get out of our minds and create momentum.”

"It's just creating momentum, what kind of momentum is it creating?"

"The motivation is too complicated."

Jing Peiyao gradually calmed down, because she felt that Xiao Huangyue's reading sound was slightly lacking at this time, and the little guy was lazy again, and said seriously: "You drink tea first."

Seeing this, Yu Wenjun slightly pursed his lips and nodded, wanting to laugh, but he held back.

(End of this chapter)