Handbook for Avoiding the Court

Bypassing a forest path and crossing a street, a golden carriage was parked at the entrance of the alley quietly waiting for the two of them.

Mo Jin recognized Fang Lai at a glance.

Seeing the two people coming, Fang Lai jumped out of the carriage from a distance, came up to meet them, bowed to them, and said, "My lord, everything is ready."

Fang Ji nodded, and the three left in a carriage.

About half an hour later, the carriage stopped at the foot of a mountain. Fang Ji dodged and jumped down first. He reached out to Mo Jin and helped him get out of the carriage.

Fang Lai glanced at it meaningfully, feeling a chill in his heart, if this continues, his young master no longer needs his followers, and he will pack up and go home.

Fang Lai led the way absent-mindedly, and he didn't care whether the two were following or not, he didn't dare to look back, for fear of getting Fang Ji's fierce look.

Fang Ji took Mo Jin's arm and looked around.

This place is not bad. There are many trees, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the air is refreshing. The trails in the forest are paved with bluestones. Because of the lack of people, there are some moss and lichens. sound.Looking among the foliage, not far away there is a very beautiful mansion hidden in a clump of dense trees.

Zhulu green tiles, jade masonry and carved railings, are magnificent.

The three of them walked to the gate of the white wall, and Fang Lai hurriedly opened the courtyard gate, and there was a sea of ​​plum blossoms, stepping on the cobblestones, a cool breeze blew, and the petals rustled, mixed with a faint fragrance, quiet and elegant.

A few crystal clear petals fell on the top of Mo Jin's hair and on his shoulders.Fang Ji smiled slightly, gently picked up the petals, and said, "Does it look good?"

Mo Jin raised his eyes to look at the mansion hidden in the plum grove, there were a few large characters on the plaque that were very eye-catching, and it was written: "The flowers are beautiful and the moon is full".

Mo Jin glanced sideways, looked at Fang Ji, and saw that he had a serious face, staring at himself with expectant eyes, his face was handsome, and he was smiling, his eyes were too hot, Mo Jin's ears were a little hot, his drooping eyes lightly nodded Nodding, said: "It looks good."

Fang Ji seemed to feel that the answer was not enthusiastic enough, so he leaned closer and said in a gentle voice, "Don't you like it?"

Mo Jin didn't reply for a long time. He looked at Fang Ji quietly. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but the four words on the plaque burned him. Such a beautiful dream is hard to come true. He has always believed in these words. Suspicion, of course he dare not reveal his inner feelings, but he is not good at lying, so he can only cover up with silence, but this way Fang Ji knows better.

Fang Ji understood, and no longer pushed him further.

The distance between the two was really close, Fang Lai quietly walked away to get busy.

Fang Ji pulled Mo Jin through a long corridor and through an arched door.

Rockery and flowing water, singing birds and fragrant flowers.It is really beautiful.

Finally, I came to the side courtyard, which is relatively unique. The grass has sprouted on the ground, and the dead leaves that fell from the trees are scattered on the bluestone board. There is a circular flowerbed in the courtyard. Due to the severe cold weather, the petals are all Withered, only two or three green leaves swaying in the cool wind.

"This is a side courtyard. It's very quiet. You can bask in the sun and read books here in the future." Fang Ji happily dragged Mo Jin to lie on a big couch in the courtyard, covered with a thick layer of animal skin, soft Soft, warm and comfortable.

This couch is placed under a laurel tree, and occasionally there are three or two small birds chirping.

On a stone table in front of the couch was a pot of hot tea that Fang Lai had just brought.

The two lay comfortably with their heads on the back of their heads for a while, when several "cuckoo" cries sounded, Fang Ji turned over as if nothing had happened. Qiu lightly covered him and tiptoed out.

Fang Ji went to the gate of the outer courtyard, Fang Lai was holding a pure white pigeon, untied the bamboo tube, and handed it to Fang Ji.

Fang Ji lowered his eyebrows and remained silent. He poured out the secret letter from the bamboo tube, unfolded it, and then crushed it into powder.

Fang Lai glanced sideways at Fang Ji, and asked cautiously: "Young master, you seem to be different from before. You never asked about Fang's business before..."

Fang Ji laughed at himself: "You also thought I was useless before, didn't you?"

When Fang Lai heard this, he didn't dare to tell the truth, tremblingly said: "My lord, I didn't mean that."

How Fang Ji used to be, naturally there is no need for Fang to tell him, Fang has been with him since Fang Ji was 11 years old, of course he can't know what happened before he was ten years old, he was just sent by King Ming to protect him, and maybe there is a sense of surveillance.

Fang Ji, who has just recovered his memory, still has a lot of unfinished business to do, and there are too many mysteries waiting for him to unravel.

For example, who is the person who designed to frame his brother Wang Yiwen?And who didn't even let his dead body go?

For example, the deal between his grandfather Fang Qimin and Spirit Snake Valley back then, the former imperial teacher...

For example, another child of his mother...

For another example, where did Fangfu's property go over the years?

……

There were too many questions, and suddenly a terrible idea appeared in his mind. His mother, that crazy woman, seemed to be planning a huge conspiracy...

His mood was extremely complicated for a moment, he turned around and looked towards the side courtyard, with a solemn expression, he raised the corners of his mouth, as if smiling, "Fang Lai, did I ask you to go to Nanjiang to find my master, has there been any news?"

Fang Lai lowered his head, with a guilty expression on his face, and replied weakly: "Master Cheng Ye's whereabouts are uncertain, I stayed in southern Xinjiang for several days, and only heard from his old housekeeper...that he has not returned to southern Xinjiang for three years. It's gone. Young master, I... didn't find it."

Fang Ji's eyes flickered, he raised his head and sighed, the nails in his sleeve dug deeply into his palm, causing a shiver.

Fang Lai saw that Fang Ji was so sad and felt guilty, he suddenly remembered something, he took out a seal from his arms, and handed it to Fang Ji: "This is what the young master wants."

Fang Ji took the seal from his hand, with a mocking smile in his eyes.

This thing was what his mother and everyone who coveted the property of the Fang family were looking for, but they failed.

Without this seal, they are all the family members of the Fang family who are not well-known.

They never dreamed that this thing was hidden by Fang Ji. The ridiculous thing is that Fang Ji's memory has been sealed, even he can't remember it. Eight years later, this thing finally reappeared.

At that time, my grandfather may have expected that he would encounter an accident. On a quiet night after a full month, he personally stuffed this thing into his hand, and repeatedly asked him to keep it safe. No one can tell. There is a sentence that has been engraved on the On his mind: Be careful with your mother.

Suddenly remembered something, Fang Ji said: "Fang Lai, you have been with me for six or seven years, and I also know that you belong to King Ming, and you should also know my relationship with him..."

Before Fang Ji could finish speaking, Fang Lai knelt on the ground with a "plop" and kowtowed like garlic, but said firmly and forcefully: "Fang Lai has lost contact with the lord a long time ago, and the lord has not ordered me to watch over you for a long time. Serving you so well, I swear, I swear, my lord..." After speaking, he lifted his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes viciously, feeling very wronged.

Fang Ji helped Fang Lai up, in his opinion, Fang Lai didn't seem like someone who wanted to betray him, he still trusted him in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't let Fang Lai take the seal of being in charge of the Fang family.

Out of caution, he went through the motions and tried the method.

Fang Ji smiled, patted Fang Lai on the shoulder, took out a list from his sleeve, stuffed it into Fang Lai's hand, and said: "Today is New Year's Eve, you go and prepare, here is the list, it must be completed , this is the first holiday that Ah Jin and I have celebrated. There must be no mistakes."

Fang Lai smiled through his tears, grinned happily, "Yes!" and ran out.

The night is deep, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the earth is surrounded by darkness.

The courtyard lights illuminate the whole house brightly.

After dinner, Fang Ji took Mo Jin and clapped his hands towards the courtyard. Several servants quickly brought tables and chairs and placed them in the courtyard. A temporary stage had been set up in front of the plum garden. Fireworks, sparks of red, yellow, blue and white come up one after another, blasting out gorgeous flowers in the night sky, shining brightly.

There was some redness on Mo Jin's cheeks, and there was a sweet smile between his brows, full of charm.

Fang Ji always felt that he was unhappy, so when he could, he wanted to make him happy, really happy, he held his hand, and watched the fireworks jumping into the sky together. My heart is eternal.

After the fireworks, there was a Guqin on the stage. Fang Ji dragged Mo Jin to the Guqin and winked at him.Mo Jin smiled and understood.

The servants under the stage stood respectfully and separated into two rows, staring intently at the stage with pairs of eyes.

The courtyard lights shone on Mo Jin's pale face, which was soft and elegant.The slender and white fingertips gently moved the strings, turning into a leisurely sound, like a gust of wind blowing over the new leaves on the branches.

Where the fingertips pass by, the lights are printed on the crystal clear strings, exuding a faint light, and the ethereal and elegant sound of the piano seems to come from the sky, the sound is intoxicating to the ears.

Everyone was intoxicated, everything in the world was suddenly quiet, and time seemed to stop.

Mo Jin raised his eyes and looked at Fang Ji, with tenderness in his eyes.

Fang Lai quietly handed over a long sword, Fang Ji took the sword, and the cold sword came out of its sheath, hissing.

He flew up with the sword in his hand, and drew a beautiful sword flower in the air with the long sword in his hand. Although there was no offensive power, every move was extremely graceful, making the clouds and flowing water, making it clean and beautiful, and the plum tree petals on the branches rustled. It fell, and it was like a rain of flowers in an instant.

One piano, one sword, one stillness and one movement, it is extremely beautiful.

Fang Ji put his sword back into its sheath, threw it to Fang Lai, with a single step, he flew over the branches, plucked the most dazzling plum blossom, and flew towards Mo Jin.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

A plum blossom was inserted gently on Mo Jin's temple.

Fang Ji put his arms around Mo Jin's waist and flew down from the stage, everyone applauded and cheered.

Afterwards, Fang Ji called the theater troupe, and pulled Mo Jin to sit on the wisteria chair. He smiled at the nymphomaniac at Mo Jin's temples, and said, "Once drunk in the world of mortals, I beg for fireworks for the rest of my life. I will never leave my head. Thousands, just a scoop."

The lights were like daylight, and the courtyard was brightly lit. Fang Ji's eyes were filled with starlight, illuminating Mo Jin's entire life.

The opera singing on the stage was in full swing and brilliant, but the two of them never looked away, they only had each other in their eyes.

In another place, a father and a son sat in the gazebo, waiting for someone.

"Father, you said he really won't come?"

"It's useless for you to go. His goal is me. Since I don't go, he can only give up. Don't worry, he will rescue him."

"I hope so..."

The night was silent and the wind was blowing.

The two were relatively silent.

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