I change the country to blue

"Oh Mr. Ji, I heard Qingyun talking nonsense without concealing it!" The old bustard's words of reproach came from the arch, and then he saw a voluptuous figure swaying towards the stone table. The woman smiled like a flower, "What? Ice muscle jade bone lotus noodles, if it really grows like that, the threshold of my Huaying studio will be broken by those people who are trying to make fun of you!"

Hearing the old bustard's words, Ji Yun was very happy to appreciate Qingyun's stiff expression of eating worms. His ghost king must be slandering the old bustard, so he wouldn't bring himself to tear down his family's head card table like this!

As for Lu Yinghao, who was the center of the topic... he still had a leisurely meal as if he had nothing to do with him, but the little chazi who came after him rolled his eyes silently, obviously unable to agree with him.

"Rumors and rumors, if they are passed on, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, real and false." Ji Yun picked up the flagon in his hand and poured a glass of fruit wine for the old bustard, and said jokingly, "I think... Comment on Xiaoying Iceberg Beauty is more suitable."

"Hehe, Mr. Ji's evaluation is quite appropriate. Xiaoying is too cold-tempered, but many customers have run into a wall." Hearing what Ji Yun said, the bustard covered her lips and chuckled, "I don't know if Mr. Ji has..."

"How did mom say that? How dare Xiaoying show embarrassment to such a distinguished guest as Mr. Ji?" Lu Yinghao, who had been eating in silence, suddenly spoke out, and a pair of dark and bright eyes glanced at Ji Yun who just smiled and said nothing. A look that is otherworldly.

"Indeed, just now I had a chat with Qingyun for two hours, and now I'm sitting opposite Xiaoying." He put the wine glass in Qingyun's hand and motioned for him to pour the wine for him, Ji Yun's smiling eyes seemed unintentional Looking at the old bustard like this, she sighed softly, "I never thought that Qingyun would use his troops all night long, which really impressed me."

"It's rare for Qingyun to meet someone who has a good time with him!" The bustard stared straight at Ji Yun's gaze without timidity, and her words were rather doting, "Ordinary guests don't know the art of war, Most of them are playing chess with Qingyun, and they don't have much in common."

"It's my honor to say that. When I have nothing to do on weekdays, I like to read military books. Soldiers and merchants can communicate with each other!" Lightly dismissing the temptation of the procuress, Ji Yun took a piece of lotus root and put it in his mouth, full of satisfaction Nodded, "Speaking of the art of war, I pray that Si Chengyi, the god of war who is best at fighting on the battlefield, will soon return to Beijing. His Majesty will order the whole city to welcome him."

Casually sighing, Ji Yun had an envious expression on his face, and a bit of admiration in his brows, the appropriate expression made up for the unexplained meaning in the words - Si Chengyi is Ji Yun's idol.

Little Chazi and Qingyun, who are well versed in their own master's mind, bowed their heads silently, one acting as air and the other working hard to eat. Would a man as rampant and super narcissistic as Ji Yun regard Si Chengyi as an idol?They would rather believe that one day Luo Yi's temper will no longer be so straightforward, which makes people's kidneys hurt.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Ji looks gentle and refined, but he is also a real man full of passion." The old bustard teased the authenticity of Ji Yun's words.

"Cough! It's like the god of war leading millions of soldiers to gallop on the battlefield, and protecting our Daqi border from being violated is the dream of all men." Covering his face in embarrassment, Ji Yun took a light drink, " Although Ji is a businessman, he also has the desire to protect his family and the country."

"Hehe, everyone in Da Qiruo has the thoughts of Mr. Ji..." Smiling softly, the old bustard picked up the wine glass and touched Ji Yun across the air, "Sure enough, mother and me, a girl like me, can't understand the righteousness of the country. As long as my Huaying Studio is safe and sound."

"Protecting the family and protecting the country is my responsibility as a dignified man. How can I bother my mother." He shook his head again and again in disapproval, and then smiled to himself as if thinking of something, and said in a gentle voice, "Mom just manage this flower studio well. It’s good for the soldiers to have a place to relax when they get off the battlefield.”

"Master Mengji values ​​it."

The old bustard covered her lips and smiled coquettishly, with bright eyes and seductive red lips, she couldn't tell that the woman in front of her was over thirty.

"Mom, I'm going to be bothering you in Huayinglou for a few days now, I hope mom won't dislike you!" Ji Yun refilled his wine glass, got up to refill the old bustard's glass across the dining table, and toasted the old bustard with a smile He signaled, "It's really because the two top cards in the mother's building are too attractive."

"Where is Mr. Ji, it's the blessing of Xiaoying and Qingyun that you can stay here." The old man stood up with a glass of wine in his left hand and right hand, and gestured to Ji Yun with his left hand and right hand. Considerate, elegant and decent, mother, I can't ask for more."

"In this case, I wish us a happy relationship in the future." Ji Yun raised his eyebrows and smiled, drank the wine in his glass and sat down again, turned his head and smiled softly at Qingyun and Lu Yinghao beside him, and said, "I hope Qingyun and Lu Yinghao Don't be bored, Xiaoying."

"Master Ji is serious." Lu Yinghao returned a look to Ji Yun with a calm complexion, and continued to eat on his own.

Qingyun shrugged and gave Ji Yun a piece of chicken to show his welcome.

The next meal was a feast for the guests and the host. Ji Yun coaxed the old bustard into a smile by virtue of his cheekiness that made everyone bow down. After dinner, the old bustard went to the front hall to take care of affairs up.

In the small courtyard in the back hall, the little tea bends down and lowers its head to try to reduce its sense of existence. Ji Yun takes the time to sip the wine glass carefully, while Lu Yinghao has already finished eating and puts down his chopsticks to quietly look at the hydrangeas in the nursery. Only Qingyun One person is still bowing his head and trying to fight against the meat on the table.

"Xiaoying is just as in the legend, glamorous and charming." Ji Yun finally put down the wine glass in his hand, propped his head on one hand and looked at the expressionless Lu Yinghao with a smile on his face, "Since Qingyun hasn't eaten well yet , if Xiaoying played the music with me first, I would save myself from missing the beauty of such a beautiful day tonight."

"Xiaoyu!" Hearing Ji Yun's words, Lu Yinghao called out a little, and then saw a junior high school student approaching quickly from a distance, "Go to the room and get my piano."

"Yes!" Xiaoyu agreed with a low eyebrow, then turned around and quickly disappeared at the stairs.

"Speaking of which, Si Chengyi, King Xuan, is returning to Beijing. This time, he must have thoroughly frightened the Tartars in the Northeast. They will not invade my Daqi border again in a few years." Ji Yun hooked his fingers and tapped again and again. On the stone table, a pair of bright black eyes narrowed slightly, and murmured in a low voice, "I guess it's because of the bandits who have been harassing the seaside recently, maybe I can get some money from them."

"Master Ji..." Lu Yinghao, who had been silent throughout the meal, suddenly spoke softly, staring straight at the last piece of chicken on the table, hesitated for a while before continuing to ask in a low voice, "Mr. God of War understands well?"

Hearing Lu Yinghao's question, the smile on Ji Yun's mouth widened instantly, with a bit of slyness mixed in, but soon returned to a slightly malicious smile.

"I don't know much about it, but I have traveled around all the year round, and I still have a little understanding of Daqi, the god of war."

"Master Ji..."

"My lord, here's the piano."

Xiaoyu's well-behaved voice interrupted Lu Yinghao's hesitant words. Seeing this, Ji Yun only looked at Lu Yinghao with a half-smile, and then looked at Qingyun who was still eating with a smile.

"Forehead……"

Qing Yun, who worked hard to make herself a supporting role, finally noticed the "affectionate" gaze of her master, silently put down the chopsticks in her hand, swallowed the meat she had just chewed a few times, and then put on a harmless smile.

"Little Chazi, find someone to clear the table."

Seeing Qingyun's actions, Ji Yun was still smiling all over his face, but he looked at Qingyun with more light and concentration in his eyes, which made this ghost king who galloped on the battlefield in his early years break into a cold sweat.

A few short piano sounds sounded, and at the same time Ji Yun and Qingyun focused their attention on Lu Yinghao, a long and long tune sounded in the small courtyard. After listening carefully, there was a bit of sadness and expectation. When the calm and soothing sound of the piano was about to disappear, a series of brisk flute sounds suddenly sounded, filling the ears.

A moment later, in response to the sound of the flute, the sound of the qin played again, but this time the sound of the qin became a little quicker and lighter.The melodiousness of the Guqin paired with the Linglang of the flute is already intriguing, coupled with the good looks of the performers and their outstanding skills, it is a rare auditory feast for Ji Yun, who has always been picky.

With such a beautiful sound of the piano and flute coupled with the rare beauty of the night and the shining moonlight, it was rare for Ji Yun to let go of the calculations and plans in his heart, close his eyes and listen carefully.

At the end of the song, Ji Yun was still immersed in the lingering sound of just now.

Qingyun put down the Xiaocha in his hand, motioned Xiaoyu who was waiting to take away the guqin in front of Lu Yinghao, and exchanged glances with Xiaochazi where no one else could see, then leaned close to Lu Yinghao and said in a low voice: "Xiaoying is here first. Here, I went to the dining room at the back to pick out some special desserts from Huayinglou, Mr. Ji prefers desserts with tea."

Lu Yinghao silently nodded in agreement, and stared straight at Ji Yun who was still closed and pondering with calm eyes, but the hands on his legs tightly clutching the hem of his clothes betrayed his calm face at the moment.

Before leaving, Qingyun glanced at Ji Yun again, closed her eyes to cover her expression, and took Xiaochazi to watch around the small courtyard.

"Xiaoyu, go to the front yard and instruct them to prepare hot water for bathing and incense. I heard from my mother yesterday that a new batch of spices has arrived, so pick some mild ones and bring them back."

Lu Yinghao loosened and tightened his grip on the hem of his clothes, then slowly raised it to pour tea for Ji Yun and himself.

"Yes." Xiaoyu, who had placed Lu Yinghao's Guqin, smiled slightly again, responded in a low voice, and walked quickly to the front yard.

As a result, only Ji Yun and Lu Yinghao were left in the small courtyard. The night wind blew past, and Lu Yinghao's black hair scattered on his temples fluttered slightly, adding a bit of dustiness to the goose yellow moonlight.

"Xiaoying is the well-deserved top brand of Huaying Studio."

Hearing the voice of Lu Yinghao pouring tea disappear, Ji Yun, who had been keeping his eyes closed, slowly opened them, and looked at the slightly embarrassed person opposite with a gentle expression.

"It's cool and stunning, without the vulgar taste of a dusty place. No wonder someone in the black market has already offered half of their prayers in exchange for... your first night."

Listening to Ji Yun's playful ridicule, Lu Yinghao's fair cheeks turned slightly red, it was hard to tell if it was from anger or shyness.

"You are a wise man."

Not paying too much attention to Lu Yinghao's reaction, Ji Yun stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup and took a sip, caressing the warm teacup in his hand with callused fingers, with a careless look.

"Si Chengyi is brave and good at fighting. He has stabilized Daqi's northeast frontier for six years, and drove the Tartars to Fengmanguan [-] miles away. He is a rare and ever-victorious general in Daqi. It is rumored that Si Chengyi has no weaknesses. The only person who believes and obeys is The Great Qi Emperor above the temple. But, as far as I know..."

Hearing that Ji Yun stopped suddenly, Lu Yinghao unconsciously exerted force on the teacup, and looked at Ji Yun with more urgency in his eyes.

"The person Si Chengyi loves... is Zhou Xi, who is also a monarch who prays above all people."

Seeing all the subtle changes in Lu Yinghao's expression, Ji Yun's smile became even more open, and he stretched out his hand to pour himself another cup of tea. Ji Yun knocked on the table to attract Lu Yinghao's attention.

"If you believe me, then tell me the truth. I believe that we will be able to benefit each other if we join hands."

The author has something to say: