Every time I wear it quickly, there are always big guys giving it away.

"Who are you?" Fuyun opened the door with a puzzled look on his face.

The young man in front of the door had an imposing heroic air, a warm smile on his face, clothes whiter than snow, and a face as white as jade.

He did not rush forward, his eyes revealed some genuine apology, and he clasped his hands together, "I am the head of the neighboring mansion - Cui Yuan. I was tempted to show off my skills last night. I hope you can forgive me for disturbing you!"

Early in the morning, Cui Yuanyuan transformed himself into a handsome young knight, carrying a gift box of snacks as an apology, and knocked on the door of his neighbor's house.

The person who opened the door was Fu Yun, who was ordered to remind them last night that they were disturbing the neighbors. When he saw the other party's scene, he understood what was going on and followed suit, clasping his fists and performing a street etiquette.

"Young Master Cui, you don't have to be so polite. My master is a light sleeper at night, so I was ordered to come to your house. I am sorry to disturb your pleasure. If there is anything wrong, please forgive me."

Too polite, not close enough.

Cui Yuanyuan knew that it was not easy to get close to such an official family, unlike people in the underworld who could open up to each other in just a few words.

There is no need to rush.

"I was too rash!" Cui Yuanyuan sighed in his heart. The most urgent thing was to handle the relationship with the neighbors well and not let the neighbors dislike him.

"It's just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it!" Cui Yuanyuan handed the snack box she had been holding to Fuyun, and said sincerely, "This is the best-received assorted snack box from Bishanju. I bought it specially as an apology. I hope you will accept it."

If Fangtailou is the rising star of Siyang City, then Bishanju is a century-old dim sum shop entrenched in the Jiangnan area. The dim sum here comes in many varieties with unique flavors, which are out of the ordinary and indistinguishable.

It always has a place during festivals and when welcoming or seeing off guests.

The snack box that Cui Yuanyuan brought over has a very auspicious name - Flowers Bloom in All Seasons. It has four layers in total and a total of 24 patterns, each with a different flavor.

Not only is it a bestseller, it’s also limited edition.

The fact that Cui Yuanyuan was able to buy a gift box of dim sum from Bishanju shows that she came to apologize sincerely.

I guess it was an unintentional act last night.

"Mr. Cui, you are so polite!" Fuyun said while holding the gift box.

Cui Yuanyuan bowed again, "I have something important to do, I will definitely come to visit you another day!"

Fuyun watched the man ride away on horseback, and suddenly remembered that he had met Cui Yuan, who came to visit this morning, not long ago.

They had met in the inn before, no wonder he felt that this person looked familiar just now.

After figuring out why the face looked familiar, Fuyun shook his head and closed the door.

In the courtyard, there was a target made of cattails hanging on a wall. The regent stood far away at the other end of the courtyard, aiming his bow at the target.

Chen Jia sat in the pavilion, holding her chin with her hands, staring at the Regent in the courtyard, almost holding her breath, not daring to disturb him.

Ming He sat in the corner of the pavilion, with a small red clay stove in front of him. Above the rising flames was not a teapot, but a double-handled ceramic pot.

In the earthenware pot were placed several kinds of fruits ordered by His Majesty, including apple slices, pears, hawthorns, oranges, etc.

Your Majesty said, this is fruit tea.

Are you serious!

Ming He carefully fiddled with the fruit in the clay pot, and when it was almost cooked, he added a handful of rock sugar to avoid the sourness.

Although he didn't agree with it, Ming He still tried his best to make the fruit tea taste better.

"Zheng——"

The Regent did not aim for too long. He let go of his hand, and the arrow flew out of the wind and firmly hit the target, making a crisp sound.

"Great!" Chen Jia raised her hand and clapped without hesitation, earning a nonchalant glance from someone.

Even during his annual leave, the Regent still kept his habit of getting up early.

Chen Jia didn't sleep well last night, and was disturbed by the sound of the flute. She woke up early today and was just in time to see his early-rising talent show.

Today we are using the magical archery skill of hitting the target from a hundred paces away!

Every time he hit the mark, and every time Chen Jia was very respectful and never hesitated to give his praise.

"This is too awesome!"

"You are indeed worthy of being a great and prestigious general!"

"crack shot!"

"Wow, I got it right again!"

"The six arts of a gentleman have also fallen into decline!"

……

Chen Jia used all her skills to praise the other person, which did not make people feel superficial, and made people feel that her praise came from the heart.

The Regent looked calm and felt very pleased. He practiced for half an hour longer without realizing it.

He put away the bow, put it aside, walked over and sat down opposite Chen Jia.

Ming He had also prepared the fruit tea by this time. He held the edge of the clay pot with a bamboo clip, poured two cups, and placed them in front of His Majesty and the Regent.

The Regent lowered his head, looked at the liquid in the teacup, and felt that he could still practice for another hour.

He glanced at Ming He again, his expression unclear.

Ming He scratched his head: It’s cooked just right, is it my fault?

Chen Jia didn't notice the other party's twists and turns. She picked up the cup, blew it, took a sip, and then showed a satisfied expression.

It’s hot, sour and sweet, and very delicious!

Noticing His Majesty's satisfied expression, Ming He breathed a sigh of relief silently. It seemed that he had a good grasp of this fruit tea.

As the other party watched, the Regent picked up the cup and took a sip. He savored the sweet and sour taste and chuckled, "Your Majesty's taste..." One would know without tasting it.

Chen Jia blinked, not understanding the unfinished meaning. She thought the other party would just take a sip at most, but she didn't expect that while they were chatting, he actually drank the whole glass.

"Master, Master..." Fuyun walked in with a food box and explained in detail what had just happened at the door.

The regent stroked the cup and whispered, "The matter is over. There is no need to delve into it."

"Then this pastry..." Fuyun said again.

"Why should I say more?" The Regent's slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, the sound as crisp as broken jade beads.

Fuyun lowered his head, "I understand."

Such foreign objects cannot be presented to Your Majesty.

Fuyun left with the food box.

"Pity."

Chen Jia looked at the snack gift box going away. She knew it was for her own good, so she did not stop it.

"Don't feel sorry." The Regent looked at her, "I'll find a place to go, don't worry."

"Hmm~" Chen Jia nodded, as long as it won't be wasted.

The fruit tea prepared by Ming He himself had just the right amount of sweetness and sourness. Chen Jia drank two cups in a row before stopping.

The Regent only drank one glass, and seeing that she had almost finished her drink, he asked with a smile, "Can you still have breakfast?"

"Yes, I can eat it!" Chen Jia said stubbornly, and the two of them moved into the room.

Ming He really put the meal on the table, but only the Regent ate his bowl of rice seriously. Chen Jia just went there to join in the fun, moving his chopsticks back and forth two or three times before putting them down.

She touched her stomach sheepishly, "It seems like I really can't eat anymore..."

The Regent wiped his hands and face slowly, smiling, "What did I say..."

"Everything you said is right!" Chen Jia praised him, but the Regent glanced at her and did not comment.

Today is the grand event for the change of leadership in the martial arts world, and people from all walks of life have gathered early on the arena that has been built in advance.

Only Chen Jia and others were not in a hurry and went out after breakfast.

I didn't come here specifically to watch the martial arts leader's challenge match. Everything can only be said to be a coincidence. I didn't feel as strongly involved as other people.

They chose a private room with the best view in the teahouse and sat down in front of it, with tea and snacks in front of them, and a battle was going on outside the window.

It's like two pictures, strangely intertwined.