moon shadow

supernatural event. . . It was obviously typed in word, but there was a missing sentence in the middle of copying and pasting. OTZ will add it now

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In the end, Si Nongyue unceremoniously chose the one with the most outstanding appearance. Anyway, it is the eyes and ears of others, so it is better to choose the best one, which is pleasing to the eye and may also make old man Zhan feel sad.

"My servant has met my master." The selected servant bowed in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on Furong's face, which was bright and moving.

Si Nongyue looked at her and felt that this woman would not be something in the pool, so she asked, "What's your name?"

"Slave Ningbi." There was a smile on her lips, although her head was lowered, she was not humble at all.

This Ningbi... Could it be that Simen pharmacist ten years from now?Si Nongyue looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see why.

And even though Ningbi was different from ordinary people, she was still young and her concentration was limited. Being stared at by him like this, her expression became unnatural.

Si Nongyue noticed this, so she asked directly, "Is Ningbi good at medicine?"

"Slaves can only have a little medical skills." She replied, her words were humble, but her tone was confident, obviously she was quite proud of her medical skills.

"Well, I will order someone to buy more medical books in the study, and you can read them when you have time."

"Thank you, master." Ning Bi's expression moved slightly, and then she retracted.

Si Nongyue saw it in her eyes and smiled without saying a word.

Regardless of whether this Ningbi will become a famous pharmacist in the future, she is a talent who is sure to become a tool. Even if she is someone else's eyes and ears and cannot be used now, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.When a person's ability has been substantially improved, his vision and spirit will naturally be high. In the future, Ningbi will definitely not be willing to just be a mere eyeliner. At that time, he may succeed in recruiting by himself.Even if he was unsuccessful, he helped the other party when he was at his worst. This great favor cannot be simply repaid.

After a few more words of care, Si Nongyue ordered Ningbi to tidy up the two side rooms and come out. ──One is naturally for Ningbi, while the other is for Yinfeng.

He is bound to win Yinfeng.

Looking at the sky, it was not too late, Si Nongyue thought for a moment, and decided not to delay Yinfeng's matter, and simply went to get him to come today.

It's time for him to meet the head of Simen. ──His father, Si Mushen.

In her memory, Si Nongyue has a vague impression of Si Mushen, but it may be the blood connection between father and son, or it may be the disparity in strength between the two sides. Every time Si Nongyue sees each other, there will be an inexplicable feeling in her heart in awe.Even in his previous life, when he was the most rebellious and murdered his father to seize the throne, he only forced the other party to drink poisonous wine, instead of killing him with his own hands.

Si Nongyue had never been too close to this person, nor had she ever tried to understand him.However, in the previous life, he was too impatient and self-righteous when he was young, and was provoked by traitors, so he had to choose a difficult and dangerous path in the end, which made him miss many things.Now he doesn't mind at all to try to communicate with his father and enhance their relationship, maybe he can really be kind to his father and his son.

Of course, father's kindness and son's filial piety are only incidental, the most important thing is to spend all your words to get Yinfeng to your side.

Si Nongyue suddenly remembered Yinfeng's serious appearance when he was serving allegiance that day, and his usual mood was actually a little happier.

So he walked unhurriedly, while admiring the spring scenery, he walked towards the main courtyard in the center of Simen.

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Those winding paths leading to the main courtyard have been walked by Si Nongyue for many years, and time has hardly left a trace on this place.

The door owner's residence is not as elegant as outsiders guessed, but a small building with a small garden and incense path in front of the building, which is elegant.Especially on such a beautiful and warm day, the pavilions and trees seem to be outlined in light ink with a brushstroke, and they are faintly glowing.

But no matter how beautiful it is, it can't change the fact that this residence is very simple.

In the previous life, when Si Nongyue became the head of the family by herself, she didn't live in such a plain and simple life.

Si Nongyue randomly found a servant girl serving in the garden, and asked the door master was behind the study, then followed the path pointed out by the servant girl and slowly searched for it.He looked at the carefully cultivated flowers and plants along the way, and became more curious about his unfamiliar father, and he had arrived before he knew it.

He was about to go forward, but he was stopped by two guards at the door.

"Young master," a guard cupped his fists and said, "The sect master ordered no outsiders to disturb you."

Si Nongyue raised her eyebrows and said, "Is my son considered an outsider? Just let me in, and I will bear the consequences."

The two guards were hesitating, but he didn't care too much. He walked forward and opened the door to enter.

"Young master..." The guard who had reported the situation to him earlier hurriedly stopped at the door.

He snorted, and flicked his sleeves, intending to use his internal force to shake people away.

"Let him in."

At this moment, a simple sentence came from inside the door.

The timing of this speech was just right, at the very moment when Si Nongyue was about to express his energy, he had no choice but to resist the disorder of his breath and stop his movements.

Seeing Si Nongyue's terrified expression, the guard didn't dare to stay any longer, so he hurriedly moved away to let Si Nongyue in.

"Father." After entering the study, Si Nongyue saw the man sitting in front of the desk at a glance.

The man is holding a pen to write, every stroke left on the rice paper is thick and natural.His handwriting is also like his person, even if the overly handsome face is stained with the traces of the years, it has not damaged his demeanor at all, but only added a calm and unpredictable demeanor.

This person──is Si Mushen.

To Si Nongyue's surprise, as soon as he turned his gaze, he saw a young man with cold brows standing beside him rubbing ink deeply for Si Mu, with an expression of indifference that had never changed.

Is this the warm and happy relationship between father and son that people often hear?Si Nongyue frowned, expressing her doubts.

He called out again: "Brother."

Si Jingping responded calmly.

But Si Mushen didn't raise his eyes to look at him at all, and was still concentrating on writing, but said casually: "It's said that you've put your temper away, but it turns out that you'll reveal your true colors after a few days."

"It's my son who is impatient." Si Nongyue pursed her lips, as if she was a boy who was unwilling to be reprimanded.

"Your temperament is just like your mother's back then. You are competitive and always want to be different." Si Mushen's eyes froze for a moment, and his attention returned to the pen again.