flagship summer song

Since Chen Yao was beaten that night, he hasn't left the hospital for several days. Although there are many people in the Chen family who don't like him, they also have servants who treat him like their own son. He was injured these days and is an old servant. Taking care, as Xu Xiaoxian said, the most important thing in the Chen family is a doctor, any servant who has stayed in the Chen family for a long time knows how to take medicine.

Lin Dao had been stared at by his father these days, and he never went to find Chen Yao.

Chen Yao's injury was almost healed. Looking at the sunshine outside the window, he went for a walk in the yard. After he heard that the housekeeper woke up, he kept saying that there were ghosts and ghosts in the house. Master Chen didn't like people talking about ghosts, so he Asked someone to pour a basin of cold water on the chief steward to wake him up, but after the cold water was poured from the top of the sky, the chief steward fell seriously ill and did not recover after going home for several days.

Chen Yao listened to it as funny, but now that his injury was mostly healed, he sympathized with the poor housekeeper.

The old servant came over, brought Chen Yao a bowl of medicine, put on his coat again, and said, "Young master, this injury is not healed yet, so don't catch a cold again."

"Look at the sun, how can you catch a cold? Let's put the medicine first, and I'll drink it later."

"That won't work. The medicine is cold but it's not good to drink. If the young master doesn't drink the medicine, I won't leave either. If it prevents the young master from admiring the flowers and basking in the sun, there's nothing I can do."

Chen Yao smiled, the old servant took care of himself when he was young, and he couldn't refuse, so he took a bowl and drank it. The medicine was bitter, and the bitter taste in his mouth still made him wrinkle frown.

"Good medicine tastes bitter. If you don't want to drink medicine, young master, you have to take good care of your body in the future."

Chen Yao nodded, and the old servant stopped talking, took the empty medicine bowl and turned to leave.

After a few more days, Chen Yao's injuries were finally healed, and the old servant no longer restricted his travels. Today, he had nothing to do, fed the oriole, took the folding fan and Go to Lin Mansion to find Lin Dao.

But Xiao Tong said that Mr. Lin was not in the house.

Chen Yao felt strange, frowned, and asked, "Isn't Master Lin back? Where does he dare to go?"

The little boy knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and kowtowed to Chen Yao for mercy.

Seeing that the boy was terrified, Chen Yao thought that something serious had happened to Lin Dao, so he put away the folding fan, grabbed the boy's clothes, pulled him up, and asked, "Don't cry, speak clearly."

It turned out that Master Lin locked Lin Dao in his study these few days, recited the Four Books and Five Classics, copied poems and songs, confiscated all the swords, guns and swords, and did not touch them.

Mr. Lin is a master spoiled by Mrs. Lin. How can he bear his father's torment? It was okay at first, but he couldn't stand it after a few days. He gave in after being hungry for two days, and felt that it was too embarrassing. That night, the little boy dozed off. Unexpectedly, Lin Dao sneaked out of the study room under the cover of night, and escaped from the Lin family on horseback.

"You mean, Master Lin doesn't know that Lin Dao is no longer in the study?"

The little boy nodded: "Master Lin thought that the young master lost his temper again, and planned to starve him for a few more days. Young master Chen, you have to save me."

Chen Yao sighed, and asked again: "Which friends do you still have friends with?"

The little boy sniffled, lowered his head and thought for a long time, then suddenly said: "Ah, that young master of the Song family, the young master said earlier that he would go hunting rabbits with him."

"The Song family? Is that Mr. Song Yu?"

"That's right, it's him."

Song Yu is also one of the four sons of Nanyuan. The Song family is in charge of water transportation, but this son and Mr. Lin have a very good temper, especially good at riding and hunting.

Although Nanyuan is a small place, the land boundary is very narrow and long. From the south of the city to the north of the city, it takes a day to ride a horse, and there is a big mountain in the middle.

Since Lin Dao escaped on horseback, he must have gone to find Mr. Song who lives in the north of the city.

It's just that Chen Yao couldn't figure it out, why didn't Lin Dao come to him?

Chen Yao asked Xiao Tong to borrow a black steed, led him out of the Lin family, and said to Xiao Tong: "If the master asks you, you can say that your son and I went hunting. Don't worry, I will bring him back. Master will not embarrass you."

The little boy bowed a few times and thanked him again and again. Chen Yao stopped being polite to him. He got on his horse and headed for the city gate. When he arrived at the city gate, he caught sight of the ostentatious flag out of the corner of his eye. He stopped his horse and turned around. He turned his head to look at the half-immortal who was sitting in front of the stall basking in the sun.

Chen Yao got off the horse, walked to the stall, coughed lightly, Xu Xiaoxian opened one eye and looked at him, sat up straighter, stroked the white beard on his chest, and asked, "Where is Mr. Chen going?" go?"

"Haven't the half-immortal figure it out?"

"The mountain god is in a bad mood recently. Mr. Chen should remember to take a detour if he wants to go north. It's no fun to offend the mountain god."

"Then can I ask the half-immortal to lead me the way? For the sake of the half-immortal, the mountain god probably won't embarrass me."

Xu Xiaoxian glanced at him and refused decisively.

But the little goddess suddenly appeared from behind, grabbed Xu Xiaoxian's shoulder and swayed back and forth, saying, "Go, go."

"Go with him yourself, Xiaoxian is blessed, but you don't dare to offend Grandpa Mountain God." Xu Xiaoxian refused to go no matter what.

Chen Yao raised his head and glanced at the flag that said "for/people/relieve/disaster", took out a gold ingot from his sleeve, put it on the stall in front of Xu Xiaoxian, and said, "I don't know the price for a half-immortal doing business." Is it enough to eliminate my disaster?"

The little goddess looked at the ingot without blinking her eyes or saying a word, she just grabbed Xu Xiaoxian's arm.

Xu Xiaoxian narrowed his eyes and smiled, got up and took the gold ingot, tossed it in his hand, as if he was weighing whether it was enough, and said: "Since Mr. Chen is sincere, Xiaoxian should do his best."

After speaking, he threw the gold ingot to the little goddess, picked up a lottery tube on the stand, shook it up and down, and a lottery fell out.

"It's difficult to travel, the lottery is in the middle..." There was a small word under the sign, Xu Xiaoxian didn't read it further, the little goddess looked at the gold ingot in her hand and didn't care, but Chen Yao could see it clearly in front of her.

Chen Yao: "Maybe there is a death calamity? What do you mean?"

"The literal meaning is to die," Xu Xiaoxian explained casually, throwing the lottery back into the lottery holder, "Don't worry, Xiaoxian takes over the job and will protect the young master from the calamity."

This is naturally not what Chen Yao wanted to ask, but Xu Xiaoxian didn't intend to answer properly. He cleaned up the stall and asked the little goddess to take the things home first, and then came to look for them at the gate of the city. The little goddess nodded repeatedly, and disappeared immediately.

Xu Xiaoxian lowered his head and thought for a while, then said to Chen Yao: "Mr. Chen, wait a moment."

"how?"

"You'll know in a while," Xu Xiaoxian turned around, walked into an alley, and turned into an alley in a short while. Chen Yao didn't see anyone in a moment, but it was hard to follow, so he just stood there and waited. with.

After a while, Xu Xiaoxian, who changed into plain clothes, walked up to Chen Yao with elegant long hair, raised his hands and bowed slightly to Chen Yao, and said, "Mr. Chen, do you still recognize Xiaoxian?"

Chen Yao was a little surprised and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

This is the real body of the "female ghost" he met by the river in the west of the city that night, and he suddenly felt a little hot on his face.

"Xiao Xian usually turns into an old fairy just to convince people, and it's not intentional to deceive. I hope Mr. Chen won't be offended."

Chen Yao recalled the first time he saw the hands of the half-immortal drawing the Dao talisman for him. At that time, he knew that the half-immortal would not be much younger than himself, but he never thought that the half-immortal without makeup was so delicate people.

If the half-immortal "relieves/disasters/people/disasters" in this way, it's probably more than just unbelief.

Chen Yao looked at the horse he was holding in his hand, and suddenly asked, "Is Banxian planning to go on foot?"

"The little goddess may be able to walk on foot, but Xiaoxian doesn't have the ability." Xu Xiaoxian turned his head to look at the middle of the street, told Chen Yao to wait for him for a while, and then walked straight to the middle of the street.

This time Xu Xiaoxian kept Chen Yao waiting for a long time, even the little goddess came back to look for them, but Xu Xiaoxian hadn't come back yet.

The little goddess asked, "Where did the half-immortal go?"

"I don't know, he went to the middle of the street."

The little goddess looked up at the black horse behind Chen Yao, stepped forward to touch the soft horse hair, and said: "This horse is so beautiful, it should run very fast, but it's a pity that the half-immortal can't ride a horse, so I will feel sorry for this horse." .”

"If you don't ride a horse, how do you get there?"

The little goddess pointed to the direction of the center of the street, Xu Xiaoxian walked back slowly, leading a little donkey behind her, shaking her head, with a bell hanging around her neck, jingling along the way.

Chen Yao suddenly understood what the little goddess meant by "wronging this horse".

"Banxian, I'm going to the north of the city, not to visit the mountains and rivers. Are you too leisurely?"

"Haste makes waste, besides, you are the one who is in trouble, not Mr. Lin." Xu Xiaoxian gently sat on the little donkey, holding up an oil-paper umbrella in his hand to block the midsummer sun, which made Chen Yao so leisurely. Annoyed, but not easy to attack.

The three of them, one horse and one donkey, walked at a leisurely pace, Xu Xiaoxian looked up at the sky from time to time, and suddenly said: "Mr. Chen, if you can't wait, you can take a step ahead. When you reach the inn in front of the mountain, you can stop and wait for Xiaoxian. "

Chen Yao did have this intention. The horse under his crotch didn't like being led for a walk, but he also felt that it would be unethical to leave this person and a donkey behind.

The little goddess jumped in front of him with light steps and said, "Mr. Chen, can you let this horse run with me?"

The horse seemed to understand what the little goddess said, and shook its head excitedly. Chen Yao sighed inwardly, jumped off the horse, and let the little goddess lead him to the mountains.

Walking beside the slow donkey, Chen Yao thought to himself that he could even walk faster than this animal.

Xu Xiaoxian could see what Chen Yao was thinking, but he didn't speak. He closed his eyes and let the little donkey walk slowly.

Chen Yao looked up at the oil-paper umbrella and asked, "Is Banxian afraid of heat?"

"Afraid of rain."

Chen Yao looked at the blue sky, the big sun was not covered by any clouds, and it looked like it was going to rain.

But just an hour later, a large cloud floated over their heads from the side of the mountain, blocking most of the sky, and there was a rumbling sound from the thick clouds, and in the blink of an eye, a blue light fell down , Rumbling so startled that both of them raised their heads.

A drop or two of cold raindrops hit the forehead, and after a while, the rain poured down like water poured out by someone.

Xu Xiaoxian jumped off the little donkey lightly, patted the little donkey's buttocks, and let it run to shelter from the rain, then turned around and raised the oil-paper umbrella to cover Chen Yao's head.

Xu Xiaoxian: "Xiaoxian blocked the first flood for you."

Chen Yao was startled, the little donkey didn't care about them now, it ran faster than ever, the bell under its neck was jingling, and it ran into the woods after a while.

Chen Yao reached out to take the oil-paper umbrella, and the umbrella sank in his hand.

This umbrella was much heavier than he had imagined, and the handle was a bit longer than ordinary oil-paper umbrellas.

Xu Xiaoxian said: "I spent a lot of money to find the best master in Nanyuan to do this, otherwise it will not prevent your disaster, even if the old man drew two wild ducks, it is quite interesting to look at carefully."

Hearing what he said, Chen Yao turned the umbrella in his hand, and the rain was thrown out along the ribs of the umbrella. Through the thin umbrella surface, he vaguely saw two faint shadows.

He suddenly found it funny, turned around and asked Xu Xiaoxian, "How did you know it was going to rain?"

"Of course it was said by Grandpa Immortal," Xu Xiaoxian raised his hand to cover his brows, stretched his head and looked forward, suddenly snatched the handle of the umbrella from Chen Yao's hand, held it in his own hand, and said, "Mr. Tingzi, go hide from the rain first."

Chen Yao squinted and saw that there was indeed a pavilion not far from the foot of the mountain, but he didn't quite understand what Xu Xiaoxian meant: "Then what should you do?"

"Me? I'm holding an umbrella, don't you know how to do light work? You can run over in two or three steps? Otherwise, both of you will get wet, this umbrella is so small."

Seeing Xu Xiaoxian looking at him seriously, Chen Yao twitched his brows and eyes, and he had nothing to say, so he couldn't help feeling a little more contempt for Xu Xiaoxian in his heart, and turned around and ran quickly into the pavilion in the rain.

Seeing that Chen Yao arrived at the pavilion in two or three steps as he said, Xu Xiaoxian gently put the oil-paper umbrella on his shoulder and looked up at the pattering rain. The dark cloud had gradually dissipated, and it would not be long , the rain should stop.

Summer rain has always been like this, coming in a hurry and leaving in a hurry.