Handbook for Avoiding the Court

Fang Ji and King Ming parted ways in Jingzhou.King Ming left a few falcons to protect Fang Ji, and then hurried away on horseback. With the sound of iron hoofs, a cloud of yellow dust was rolled up...

The sun is fading away, and night is coming.Looking around, there are sporadic bits and pieces.

Suddenly, a "Xi Xi Shu Suo" sound came from outside.The falcon guarding the door jumped vigilantly and landed on the roof. The falcon at the door had already drawn its sharp sword.

Fang Ji felt unaccustomed to the sound of the wind and cranes beating the grass and trees, and he was just a grassroots person, so he was too worried.

The Falcons are a team privately trained by King Ming, all of them are very skilled, one against a hundred.Not only is he fierce, but also loyal.

"Young master! It's a beggar!" Two falcons flew down from the roof and grabbed a shivering boy in black.

Fang Ji let out an "oh", walked up to the boy in black, and knelt down, strangely, this figure was so familiar.Probably because he was fascinated by the night, this thought was only for a moment.

The black-clothed boy raised his head slightly, his chapped lips opened and closed: "Water...water...drink water..."

Falcon handed over a water jug, and the boy in black tremblingly took the water and drank it all down. He drank too fast, coughed and trembled uncontrollably.

"Why are you like this?" Fang Jiwen said in a low voice, then reached out and patted his bony back lightly.

"I... have been robbed at home." The young man looked up at Fang Ji, his eyes were dark but impenetrably deep, and the dark green at the end of his eyes was imprinted on that pale face, which looked very abrupt.He hugged his knees with his hands and shrank into a ball, like a wounded rabbit.

This appearance is really pitiful to me, Fang Ji shook his head, took out a shortbread from his arms, opened the oil paper, and handed it to him, "Are you hungry? If you are hungry, fill your stomach first, and I will give it to you later." Get something delicious. This cake was bought for me by my adoptive father, and it’s still hot, feel it.” Fang Ji’s eyebrows and eyes were curved, like a peach blossom that just bloomed in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

For his sudden enthusiasm, Fang Ji himself couldn't explain why.

The young man was slightly stunned, then quickly retracted his gaze, slowly stretched out a white and clean hand to take the shortbread, and ate it bit by bit.It's not as impatient as drinking water just now.

Fang Ji saw that his clothes were ragged, his hair was disheveled, and his face was colorless.So she asked Fang Lai to take him to wash up, give him a set of clothes, and give him a room.In addition, he ordered the shopkeeper to bring some small dishes to the boy's room.

"My lord, this person's origin is unknown, and there may be something wrong." A Falcon wanted to stop him, but Fang Ji waved his hand and said: "It's okay, don't worry too much, it's just a poor man."

The next day, Fang Ji and others packed up and prepared to go back to Ningcheng.The boy was already waiting at the door of the inn.

The young man was wearing Fang Ji's white Luo Yi, with neither thick nor light sword eyebrows, his eyes were like spring water, his nose was as straight as a distant mountain, his thin lips were slightly raised, and he smiled and said to Fang Ji: "Thank you, my lord, for last night. Take him in, and give him food and clothing." His voice was gentle and elegant.

Fang Ji was taken aback for a moment, he didn't recognize him for a while, and he didn't look like the down-and-out boy from last night.

At first I thought I was just saving a poor little beggar, but I never thought that he was also a handsome young man.

"Small things, don't worry about it. I'm going back to Ningcheng, you..." Fang Ji glanced at the boy and said, "Take care." After saying that, Fang Ji jumped into the carriage.

"Young master, can you take me in? I...can give you the current person." The young man took a few steps forward and followed Fang Ji.

Fang Ji glanced at the young man slightly, hesitant, how could such a thin and thin body that could be blown away by the wind be like a servant...

Besides, this person is about the same virtue as me, let him follow me, wouldn't it mean that Frost is relatively silent to Bingzhu every day?

Falcon stepped forward to stop him again, pushed the young man hard, and signaled him to get out of here.Unprepared, he pushed the boy staggeringly and fell to the ground.

Fang Ji couldn't bear it, and felt the benevolence of a woman again. He jumped out of the car and stretched out his right hand to him.

The young man looked up at Fang Ji in a daze, his shoulders moved slightly, hesitating.

Fang Ji couldn't help feeling in his heart, I take a step forward, but you shrink back.

Thinking so, his body honestly took the boy's hand, and the face of the boy who fell to the ground suddenly turned cold with a hint of uneasiness.

"Let's go, then you will follow me from now on." Fang Ji pulled him up and sat in the carriage together.

Fang Ji finally compromised, this damn fate, this damn woman's benevolence.

And that damned Fang Lai, he leaned close to Fang Ji's ear and whispered softly, "Young master, don't you like being served? I'm alone, and you don't like it too much!"

These words were like a loud slap in the face. Fang Ji staggered in his heart, and paused. Fang Ji pretended that he hadn't heard anything, but just gave Fang Lai a subtle look. In an instant, he realized that he was redundant again, so he retreated to the corner, not daring to speak again.

The journey along the way was exactly as Fang Ji had imagined, Frost vs. Bingzhu, let's see who was more embarrassed.

In the end, Fang Ji, who was defeated by embarrassment, couldn't help asking: "Where are you from and what's your name?"

"My name is Mo Jin. I live in You County." Mo Jin smiled slightly, his eyes were clear and bright.

"Oh." There was another silence.

"Do you have any relatives?" Fang Ji broke the silence again.

"Yes, but it's too far away, and it's been a long time, so it's almost nothing..." Mo Jin looked gloomy and lowered his eyes.

"Sorry, I don't mean anything else." Fang Ji felt that the question he asked seemed inappropriate, so he bowed slightly, and fell into embarrassment again.

"From now on, the young master treats me as a servant, so you don't have to be so polite." After finishing speaking, he made another series for Fang Ji.This made Fang Ji feel awkward, and he hurriedly returned the gift.

The two of them chatted politely.In the end Fang Ji straightened his body, he couldn't hold back, and said bluntly: "I don't have any servants around me except Fang Lai, and they are very casual on weekdays. In the future, don't keep saluting to me. If you do this again , you can find another place..."

Hearing this, Mo Jin only said "OK" softly.From the capital city to Ningcheng, the carriage wobbled all the way, and it hurt people's brains. When they came here, they suffered a serious crime. This has not fully recovered, and they have experienced this kind of torture again. This Mr. Fang Suddenly became delicate and weak, obviously before that, he was still alive and well, extremely fierce.

Mo Jin looked at the "delicate" Mr. Fang, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and handed it to him.

Fang Ji took it and saw that it was a pure white silk handkerchief with an orchid and two butterflies embroidered on it.He was a little embarrassed to wipe his mouth with it.Mo Jin motioned him to wipe the corner of his lips.Fang Ji picked him up and wiped his mouth.A faint scent of soap locusts came to the nostrils.

"I'm really sorry, it's dirty. I'll wash it and return it to you later." Fang Ji looked at his dirty towel, then at Mo Jin, feeling a little at a loss.

"It's just a handkerchief." Mo Jin raised his eyes lightly, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, his voice was clear and soft, like a whisper.

"Can you... sing... songs?" Fang Ji narrowed his eyes and asked suddenly.

"A little bit, my lord, do you want to listen?" Mo Jin said softly with a slight smile on his face.

"Well, let's sing..." Fang Ji turned sideways, facing Mo Jin, his eyes were full of anticipation, and suddenly the pain disappeared.

"Painting the sound of drums in the middle of the night and dawn again. Time only urges people to grow old. Seek shallow joy and good weather. Qi Jie tune. Immortals sing the pride of the fisherman.

The green water is long and the sky is far away.How can a floating life be long and young?Mo Xi was drunk and laughed.must believe.When will everything in the world..."

Mo Jin's singing was soft and elegant, like a trickling stream, hitting Fang Ji's heart drop by drop, and a sliver of the setting sun came in through the car window and sprinkled on Mo Jin's fair face, pink and crystal clear.

Fang Ji let out a long sigh in his heart, and for a moment he didn't know where he was. Fang Ji shook his head, and couldn't help saying: "It sounds so good! If I were a girl, I must fall in love with you!"

Mo Jin glanced at Fang Ji inexplicably, and quickly turned his head to look out the window. Fang Ji saw that his earlobes were red...

Fang Ji coughed a few times in embarrassment, feeling that Meng Lang was in trouble.Then put away those strange thoughts that shouldn't be there, and laughed at himself: "But I'm not a woman..."

"Young Master Fang is joking..." Mo Jin said with a sneer, "When I was young, my mother would often sing to me, and the more I listened to it, the more I could hum."

"Then your parents should be a couple of gods and gods! But I..." Fang Ji sighed deeply, and suddenly felt the pain of the bumpy carriage crawling into his heart again.

"My parents are gone..." Mo Jin lowered his eyebrows, his expression serious.

Fang Ji reached out and patted Mo Jin's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know who my father is..." Mo Jin looked sideways slightly, and the two of them gave a wry smile at the same time.

The carriage was driving on the road, and the setting sun made the shadow very long...

The author has something to say:

One flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit, one song, one joy, one life for one person.

PS: Why did Fang Ji lose his mind the moment he saw Mo Jin...

This is not a love I imposed, this is because...

long long ago……

Fang Ji...