Gossip in two or three languages

Meng Nanyu returned to her room and found that a "guest" had arrived.

Zhao Ziyan put down the teacup in his hand, and greeted Meng Nanyu very naturally, "Where's the Dragon Well that you just got recently? I just searched for a long time and couldn't find it, so I can only make do with something else."

Meng Nanyu was used to the casualness of the two assistants, so she didn't care for a long time. She went straight to the table and sat down, poured herself a cup, frowned after tasting, "Your tea making skills have not improved at all."

Zhao Ziyan spread his hands and said, "I know drinking tea is an elegant thing, but it's hard for me to be as particular as you."

"Speaking as if you were vulgar."

Meng Nanyu was very helpless for this son of the state who had worked with him before his death. In the past, he had little contact with each other in the court. At most, he heard about his deeds of being promoted. He never imagined that the Confucian scholar with Xiayue Qingyun was actually like this in private .

"I've been here for so long, the sage books I read have long since returned to ashes, and there is no difference between me and Bai Ding." Zhao Ziyan bowed his hands, "Besides, what is the age of the main world now? It must be talked about."

Meng Nanyu: "Let's gossip, you come to report on work in the middle of the night? If it hurts, I won't drink with you."

Zhao Ziyan: "What kind of emotional injury, don't curse me. I'm here to report on my work. Although there is nothing special about going to Yucheng, it is the most stubborn, so I still have to report as usual."

Meng Nanyu: "Then?"

Zhao Ziyan: "I want to ask you to take a leave of absence. I have to go to Sichuan City tomorrow. I have some private matters."

Meng Nanyu: "Why, Cui Yun ran away again?"

Zhao Ziyan: "I haven't settled with you yet, who asked you to tell him that I came back early?"

Meng Nanyu: "I see that you have all arrived at the ghost messenger's mansion and you don't show up. I must be very much looking forward to meeting you, so I'll give you a preview, okay?"

Zhao Ziyan: "Come on, it's not because Cui Yun has nowhere to speak, and I provoke you."

Meng Nanyu was noncommittal.

Zhao Ziyan: "Not only do you intend to personally teach and work as a partner, but you also take others to live in your own mansion. For more than 300 years, apart from gambling, I have never seen you care so much about it."

Meng Nanyu: "It was Sister Meng's order to teach him. Letting him stay here is for convenience."

Zhao Ziyan laughed uncontrollably, and joked, "Oh, I'm going to believe it."

"Think less." Meng Nanyu frowned, "You should worry about Cui Yun, what's the situation with you now?"

"He's avoiding me." Zhao Ziyan restrained his smile, "What are you saying about one-night stands without talking about responsibility?"

Meng Nanyu: "He may have been frightened."

After all, when I woke up, I found that not only was I drunk, but I was also being suppressed.

Zhao Ziyan drank all the tea in the cup, and resumed his usual wild expression, and said, "It's okay, just scare a few more times."

"It's almost 300 years, and it's not easy for you to hold back," Meng Nanyu toasted, "I wish you all the best."

Zhao Ziyan lightly clinked glasses with Meng Nanyu, "I wish you well too."

"Wish me?"

"Yes, I wish you well." Zhao Ziyan raised an eyebrow at Meng Nanyu, "You also know that the Meng family is good at divination, and sister Meng will definitely not make requests without reason."

"..."

He naturally knew it, otherwise why would he agree?

Seeing that Meng Nanyu was silent, Zhao Ziyan didn't provoke him anymore, put down his teacup, picked up his folding fan, pulled out a paper umbrella out of thin air, opened the door and left.

At noon, there was a soft sigh in the house.

The next day, Fan Daling woke up early.He thought he could rest for a while, but he didn't expect that he had just picked out a slightly larger set of black straight train from the closet and put it on, when there was a knock on the door.Responding, he went forward to open the door to welcome the chief executive.

Meng Nanyu changed into a moon-white robe and tied up her hair. Combined with the moist air after the rain pouring into the room, Fan Daling lost her mind for a moment.

Meng Nanyu didn't expect Fan Daling to wake up so early, she was a little surprised, seeing that he had already changed his clothes, so she called him to have breakfast, "Today is your first day in office, after dinner, I will take you Get acquainted with the business."

Fan Daling followed Meng Nanyu and asked, "Don't Yin Guicha need to dress uniformly? For example, all black or all white."

"No, you can do whatever you want. Yin ghosts don't distinguish between black and white, and you can just carry copper coins." Meng Nanyu paused, then added, "It's best to choose... well, ancient costumes, which are more suitable for legends, and new ghosts are easier to accept. "

Breakfast is simple white porridge with a portion of fried vegetables. It tastes like home cooking, but it is really good. The porridge is not too thin but not too thick.

Fan Daling was a little curious, and asked, "This... um... Master Meng, you prepared it yourself?"

"Yeah." Meng Nanyu was a little dissatisfied with the address, so she brought it up, "Just call the name."

"Okay, I'll just call you Nanyu from now on." Fan Daling continued, "I thought you would pay attention to 'a gentleman stays away from the kitchen'."

"At first, I was particular about it, but after staying here for so long, I naturally understand everything I need to learn."

Meng Nanyu's tone was clearly flat, and her expression was not turbulent. Fan Daling didn't know where he fabricated the feeling of grievance, and a pity rose in his heart for no reason.

After eating, the two ghosts sat and rested for a while.Suddenly, a burst of ancient bells came from a distance.After the sound of the bell dissipated and the morning returned to silence, Meng Nanyu got up, "Let's go."

There are two types of ghosts, either they work as "urban management" in Qingli Six Cities, or they work as "tour guides" in Samsara Floating Island.

After a one-month internship in the two places, and after working both day and night shifts, Fan Daling came to the above conclusions.

Generally speaking, the "tour guide" works harder.Since the more chaotic souls still account for the majority, proper guidance is essential, so they must also serve as "spiritual mentors".However, relatively speaking, the work of "urban management" is a bit boring, of course, this is when no one is causing trouble.

I don't know if it is also due to psychological considerations, Yin Guichai must be in a group of two ghosts, of course, there is no limit to the master and the master.If you work with the other party, even if you stay longer, the negativity will always be reduced a lot.

Fan Daling also saw the Naihe Bridge as expected.

The Naihe Bridge spans the Wangchuan River where the other side cannot be seen.

The body of the bridge is made of a kind of stone that exudes soft white light, which contrasts with the dark and gentle water flow, where the light and shadow blur the boundaries.The bridge path is not wide, and at most three people can walk side by side, but there are few ghosts with companions, and it is probably a lonely thing to embark on the road to death.

Fan Daling is really not used to Tiantian Hanfu, so he bought a lot of modern clothes again, with short sleeves and casual pants, all of which are simple styles.Meng Nanyu did not express any dissatisfaction with his dressing up like this, and none of the new ghosts who should be appeased were left behind.This almost conniving attitude made Fan Daling a little embarrassed, so he had to perform his duties more seriously, at least not to cause more trouble.

By the way, he grew his hair long enough to reach his shoulders and tied up. This ponytail has the style of a street fashionista.

Except for emergencies, Fan Daling lived a leisurely life in Qingli Yancheng.He stays next to Mr. Meng, so he doesn't have to worry about food, clothing, warmth, housing and convenience, and there are "beautiful scenery" to enjoy every day. If he is not still working hard, he will almost give birth to the absurd illusion that he is taken care of.

During the period of waiting for the hair to grow, there are many interesting things, just choose a few to talk about.

One is Wangchuan Waterfall.Although it has not been stated clearly, Fan Daling speculates that this is probably the source of the six cities of Qingli's operation.

The second is the food stalls in Yancheng.Some of them have already been included in his inner list, which Shen Shi must visit when he has free time after get off work.Some of his favorites are fried buns, glass siu mai, peanut butter, chestnut cake, sugar caramel and lotus leaf glutinous rice cake.

The third is washing clothes.The courtyard of Meng Nanyu's house is divided by gray tiles and white walls with moon gates, one big and one small.The slightly larger ones are planted with flowers and grass, and equipped with a set of gray stone tables and chairs, which is a completely clear place for entertainment.The slightly smaller one has a water well and a laundry pool, and a lot of bamboo poles have been erected to connect tough ropes to dry clothes.Every other day or two, after dinner, they would do the laundry together. For this reason, they specially found someone to build an extra laundry table.

At this time, Meng Nanyu would change into a more light-fitting robe, roll up the sleeves, revealing a slender and powerful arm.Splashes of water are unavoidable in the washing room, and Fan Daling's mind is also unavoidable because of the pleasure of pleasing the eyes.

It was a new ghost who disturbed the surface of the mirror pool.

During the daily on-duty hours, "Copper Coin" received the light of the stele, and Fan Daling and Meng Nanyu were waiting on the right path, ready to welcome the new ghost.

After a while, there was still no shadow, and Fan Daling unconsciously lost his mind with his head down.Meng Nanyu let him alone, and only reminded him softly when the ghost general approached.Fan Daling blurted out reflexively and asked the other party's name and place of origin.

"The little girl's surname is Liu, her single name is Wan, and her family name is Puheren in Yizhou."

Fan Daling was surprised by this ancient answer. He raised his head and looked carefully at the visitor—a woman about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a blush-faced long skirt that dragged the floor, and a frost-colored tulle shirt with large sleeves. , a jade hairpin tied up with blue silk, completely looks like Miss Qingyan in ancient times.The woman seemed uneasy about the modern dress and the sudden scrutiny, and staggered half a step back.

For the purpose of training, Meng Nanyu has been trying to let Fan Daling do things independently during this time.At this time, he noticed that his expression was different, so he took the initiative to take the task of leading the way.After Meng Nanyu sent him to the Naihe Bridge, she immediately returned to the original place. Seeing that Fan Daling was still there, she just squatted down by the side of the road and changed into a meditative posture.

Meng Nanyu hurriedly approached and asked him the reason for his restlessness.

When the soul arrives here, there are no restrictions on clothing and age, but the ghost of the new soldier has no ability to change the outfit and state, so it generally presents the dress and appearance before dying.So Fan Daling couldn't find any excuses to excuse the inappropriateness of the female ghost.

"Well, Nan Yu, is she an ancient person?" Fan Daling scratched his head and pulled his hair into a mess, "I just can't figure it out, why are there ancient people at this time? I haven't met them before! "

"Why?" This time it was Meng Nanyu's turn to be puzzled, "There are more than three thousand people in the sub-world, and they are all different. It seems that there are quite a few people in the feudal society. It is not surprising to meet one."

"Wait, Subworld? What's that?"

"Da Ling, you don't know?" Meng Nan's jade brand iceberg hit, and the atmosphere suddenly became dignified. "There should be records in the family's classics, otherwise, Yang Guicha at least knows a thing or two."

Fan Daling suddenly remembered that some of the books in the clan were unofficial and could not be borrowed, so he explained to Meng Nanyu that he had never been a ghost messenger, so he didn't know anything about the sub-world.

Meng Nanyu stretched out her hand and pulled Fan Daling to stand up, and said, "It's okay, let me tell you."