When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

As for Nie Huaisang, he is the second son of the Nie family, and he has an older brother who supports him and takes care of all the family affairs. So when there is no crisis and the family is safe and well-fed, naturally his pursuit is not here.

Wei Wuxian had heard that Nie Huaisang had opened a very famous wine shop and tea garden in Qinghe.

This wine shop and tea garden is not an ordinary place for drinking tea in a restaurant, but a very large area.

Nie Huaisang used his clever mind to renovate the place and turned it into a place where people would linger.

There are singers, actors, dancers, acrobats, calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, rare flowers, birds, fish, insects, etc., all for you to enjoy.

It is an elegant place.

Not only that, the garden is located in the mountains with a beautiful environment, just like a summer resort.

The reason why Wei Wuxian knew it so clearly was because the courtyard opened by Nie Huaisang had already spread among the hundreds of immortal families.

And he was fortunate enough to visit it with Lan Zhan a few times, and it was indeed very nice.

Because of its unique ideas and complete facilities, good wine, good food, good tea and beautiful scenery, it is also a summer resort.

In addition, the Nie family has Meng Yao, a warm and personal disciple, so his medical skills are naturally beyond doubt.

Many people from nearby areas came to seek medical treatment after hearing about him. Over time, Meng Yao's reputation grew, and his medical skills spread further and further.

All the conditions are met.

Since the completion of the wine shop and tea garden, many people go to Nie Huaisang to spend money every year.

The children of wealthy families all have plenty of money to spend, and all they want is to indulge in pleasure.

Nie Huaisang simply found someone to build such a garden according to his own ideas, and after it was built, all other matters were taken care of by his subordinates.

In this way, Nie Huaisang made a fortune behind the scenes.

The business acumen was fully demonstrated in Nie Huaisang, who was elegant and leisurely. It can be said that he displayed it to the fullest.

However, even though Nie Huaisang is so smart and has such a good ability to make money, in Nie Mingjue's eyes, he still seems a bit unprofessional.

All day long he either plays Douyu and listens to music, or plays with calligraphy and paintings. His knife is all rusted and dusty, but he doesn't even wipe it.

Nie Huaisang was scolded again and imprisoned again.

Lan Xichen also glanced in Nie Mingjue’s direction and said, “Sect Master Nie still hasn’t given up on persuading Huaisang to practice swordsmanship.”

Speaking of this, Meng Yao also shook his head helplessly: "After all, I am a cultivator, how can I give up the sword business passed down from my ancestors."

“That’s true.” Lan Xichen nodded and said, “By the way, how is Sect Master Nie’s health lately?”

Speaking of this, Meng Yao's brows tightened, and he looked very troubled: "Except for the occasional splitting headache and the involuntary anger, Sect Master Nie is fine."

Lan Xichen asked, “Is there no cure for his condition?”

Over the years, there has been frequent interaction between the aristocratic families. Nie Mingjue is a generous and upright person. When the watchtower was built before, Lan Xichen only told him about the benefits of building a watchtower.

Nie Mingjue agreed without hesitation, and since the time when the lookout tower was built, the exchanges between the two sides have become relatively close.

However, perhaps it is because family disgrace should not be made public, and one’s own weaknesses should not be easily told to outsiders. Lan Xichen only learned about Nie Mingjue’s physical condition recently.

Meng Yao said: "The sect master's condition was not obvious before. When the symptoms appeared, it was already a little too late."

Lan Xichen asked, “If they can’t even cure you, then what about your master?”

Meng Yao shook his head: "The sect master's condition cannot be cured by ordinary medicine. The sect master practices the way of the sword, and the evil spirit and resentment have been accumulated in his body since he started practicing."

"Now that it has manifested itself and affected the mind, medicine can only play a supporting role. The key still depends on the sect master's own willpower."

The sword art of the Nie family is full of blood and murderous intent. As their cultivation level improves, their temperament will become increasingly violent.

Almost every head of the Nie family ended up going insane and exploding to death.

After some thought, Lan Xichen said, “I remember that our Gusu Lan Clan has a song that can help people calm their minds and souls. It is a healing technique. Perhaps it will be effective for Sect Master Nie’s condition.”

Meng Yao said happily: "Really? That's great."

After saying that, the two of them stood up and went to the Nie family's dining room.

Looking at the three people who were talking harmoniously over there, Wei Wuxian said, “Lan Zhan, you probably don’t know that, actually, after Jin Guangyao was driven off Jinling Terrace, when he first worked in the Nie family, Nie Mingjue and Jin Guangyao had a very good relationship.”

Lan Wangji said: "Jin Guangyao is a smooth person, he can get along well with anyone."

Wei WuXian said: “But the prerequisite is that his hidden identities will not be discovered.”

Lan Wangji nodded.

But at this time, neither of them had experienced those dark moments. Although Nie Mingjue was straightforward and resolute, and was not easy on the tongue, he treated his loyal and capable subordinates quite well.

And Meng Yao does have a sincere heart of gratitude.

.........

“Ah.” After looking at the three people over there for a while, Wei Wuxian collapsed back onto Lan Wangji’s body.

But as soon as he collapsed, he heard someone talking in his ear.

"Uncle, can you please stop clinging to people like a boneless person in public? It's such a bad influence."

"You little bastard, why don't you go play your own game and teach me a lesson instead?"

Wei Wuxian raised his eyes and looked at Jin Ling who suddenly appeared.

Jin Ling said: "It just has a bad influence, so please don't let me say it."

Wei WuXian nodded randomly and said perfunctorily, “Okay, okay, ancestor, this will have a bad influence, you must not learn from me.”

Jin Ling's voice suddenly rose a notch: "Who learned from you!"

Wei WuXian scratched his ears and said, “You suddenly started making such a noise like a firecracker. If you didn’t know better, you would have thought you were going to eat me.”

Jin Ling became even angrier upon seeing this, but there was nothing he could do but stamp his feet in anger.

Wei WuXian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and teased with a half-smile: “Didn’t you insist on going to play with SiZhui, JingYi and the others? Several times before, when you saw HanGuang-Jun and I, your first reaction was to look behind us to see if they were following us. Now that we’ve finally gathered together, you actually still have time to look for me?”

Jin Ling was not happy when his little trick was ruthlessly exposed. He said stubbornly, "Who asked them to play with him? It was obviously them who insisted on dragging me to play with them!"

What a hypocritical ancestor.

Wei WuXian changed his position and lay in Lan WangJi’s arms: “Speak now, I don’t think you came here just to contradict me, if you have something to say, say it now.”

“Hehehe.” Little Jin Ling changed his previous expression, squatted next to Wei Wuxian, and asked cautiously: “Did you have a fight with your uncle?”