Handbook for Avoiding the Court

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the mountains are shrouded in morning mist, filled with the slight chill in the morning, a round of red sun rises slowly to the top of the mountain, and the sky is full of morning glow.

In the side courtyard, the warblers are hidden in the green leaves, and the two swallows whisper.

Meng Tuo squatted on the edge of the flowerbed, his whole body was wet with dew, he restlessly pinched the budding flower branches with restless fingers, and asked Fang to the side: "Brother Mo, what is he doing in the room every day? Crackling, are you going to blow up the house?"

"Adults' business, children don't care!" Fang Lai said angrily, chewing grass roots.

"I'm fourteen!" Meng Tuo stared, and after a while, feeling a little guilty, he added a sentence: "Almost."

"Yo, you also know that you are not young, look at it." Fang Lai raised his finger and pointed to Zhao Xin who was busy not far away, "Here, I am as old as you."

Zhao Xin was very frightened by this sudden call, stopped what he was doing, and said respectfully, "Hi, butler."

"Hey..." Fang Lai was very proud.

Meng Tuo was thinking about how to fix this self-satisfied guy, when he heard some thumping sound on the wall, his heart trembled, but Fang Lai was one step ahead of him, got up and ran out.

"What are you doing? Why are you running? Are you scared! Haha..." Meng Tuo didn't understand, pointed at Fang Lai's back and shouted, "Don't be cowardly!"

Fang Lai felt that this person must have had a deep enmity with him in the previous life, so in this life he was looking for bad luck for him everywhere.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

In the room, Mo Jin neatly stacked the bottles and jars in the room, and put them on the wooden frame behind him by name and category. Fang Lai suddenly barged in without knocking on the door. Mo Jin looked up and said softly. : "Why are you in such a hurry."

"Grand... lord... you are coming back today!!" Fang Lai almost breathed out, clutching his chest to slow down, and then said: "I just received the news from Falcon, it is absolutely reliable, it has arrived The capital is gone!"

Mo Jin's hands froze when he heard the words, and he didn't recover for a long time.

Is this coming back.

"Mr. Mo?" Fang Lai tilted his head to look, and called out a few more times.

"How is he?"

"Okay, okay, okay." Fang Lai said happily.

"Have you ever been injured?" Mo Jin asked again.

"Ah..." Fang Lai thought for a while, then shook his head violently: "No, no!"

"That's good, that's good." Mo Jin murmured, and there was nothing else to say.

Fang Lai stayed in the room for a while, seeing that Mo Jin didn't speak anymore, he must have been overjoyed and it was inconvenient to stay too long, so he bowed and was about to step back.

"Wait!" Mo Jin called to stop him.

Fang Lai turned around and said respectfully, "Mr. Mo, what else can you order?"

Mo Jin walked into the inner room, and after a while, there was a sound of opening and closing the cabinet door, Fang Lai was wondering, is it possible that the master wants to reward me with some treasures?

"Here, throw it all away."

Fang Lai was feeling beautiful when he saw that Mo Jin had already walked up to him and handed him a big package.

Fang Lai was puzzled and asked, "This is?"

"My clothes." Mo Jin said flatly.

"Why did you throw it away?" Fang Lai was completely stunned. Mo Jinsu was always thrifty, and there were only a few robes, so why did he throw them all away? Then what did he wear? !

"Don't ask, this is the receipt from Yanji Tailor Shop, get it back for me, go." Mo Jin waved his hand.

Fang Lai suddenly realized, this is... Fang Lai jumped out with a smile.

A path in the forest, a white horse, a white shadow, the sound of horse hoofs, resounding through the mountain stream, the man on the horse back is like an arrow, anxious, drinking the horse non-stop, wishing he could travel a thousand miles in one day.

Suddenly there was an inexplicable shocking sound, countless horses neighing, and a large number of men in black poured out from all directions, covering the sky and the sun.

Fang Ji held the rein, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Young master!" The leader was dressed in strong clothes, and his figure was extremely thick and mighty.

"Qijiu, you're finally here!" Fang Ji laughed.

"Master, this subordinate should be damned, I lost my young master!" Qi Jiu got off the horse, knelt down on one knee, and clasped her fists in both hands.

"Get up, since you can find this place, you must have contacted Yandu City, then, can you handle what I told you?" Fang Ji said condescendingly.

"Young Master, my subordinates have already brought Grandmaster Cheng Ye here. It's just that the master is a bit older and he doesn't want to ride a horse. This subordinate has arranged a carriage and will be here soon."

"So smooth?" Fang Ji frowned, seemingly unbelievable.

"It was Madam Nanny who took the initiative to send Master Cheng Ye to the subordinates, and she also informed the subordinates of the young master's whereabouts." Qi Jiu replied in this way.

"Let's go home first!" Fang Ji's eyes were shining brightly, and he was very happy. He galloped his horse and took the lead, followed by a crowd of people behind him. The old man who cut firewood in the forest was shocked: what a handsome young man , Unrestrained and unrestrained, it's so good to be young!

Within an hour, the crowd arrived at the gate of the Meiyuan. Before the horseshoes were settled, there was a burst of firecrackers, red chips flying all over the sky, and a group of startled horses retreated and neighed.

"Welcome home, young master!" All the maids and servants at the door and all the falcons made a grand salute neatly.

Fang Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he had only been away for half a month, how could he look like those homeowners, this scene was really awkward.

Fang Lai happily ran over, Fang Ji jumped off the horse, threw the rope to Fang Lai, pointed to the crowd at the door and said, "You trained it?"

"Young Master Mo ordered it." Fang Lai leaned closer to Fang Ji's ear and whispered, "He really misses Young Master."

Fang Ji raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, "Nonsense! Set them up later!"

"How many people?" Fang Lai took a look, there were quite a few...

"Five hundred!" Fang Ji walked towards the courtyard without turning his head.

"But our house is only big enough to accommodate two hundred people!" Fang Lai was astonished.

"That's your business!" Fang Ji left a sentence.

"Housekeeper, we can build a grass shed." Qijiu walked over quickly, and smiled considerately: "I'm used to it."

Hearing this, Fang Ji rubbed his head and retreated joyfully.

When Fang Ji walked to the gate of the garden, he couldn't help but look up at the plaque that had not been inscribed before, and at some point there were three words added: Simu Garden.

Fang Ji's heart warmed, and he laughed out loud.

"Brother Ji, why are you smirking?" Meng Tuo poked his head out and smirked at him.

"Meng Tuo." Fang Ji hugged his head and rubbed it.

"Master Fang." The mother-in-law stood in the garden, looking at him with a smile.

"Mother-in-law." Fang Ji stepped into the garden and bowed to her mother-in-law.

"Jin'er is waiting for you, go quickly." The mother-in-law said empathetically.

"Thank you, mother-in-law."

After saying that, Fang Ji hurried towards the side courtyard.

"Brother Ji, slow down!" Meng Tuo stuck out his tongue.

"Talking." The mother-in-law picked up the crutches and tapped Monto's leg.

The sun was shining in the sky, the dew had dried up, and the small courtyard was silent. Under the osmanthus tree, a man in a sky-blue robe stood gracefully, with the spring breeze blowing on his face, his ink hair fluttering, his eyebrows were delicate and elegant.

"Brother Mo is so pretty!" Meng Tuo poked his head out and stared intently.

"Look, look, what do you know!" Fang Lai pulled him away, covering his troubled eyes with one hand.

"What are you doing blindfolded!" Montgomery screamed.

A yellow warbler flew over and landed on a branch, kicking its toes, and a few leaves fluttered down.

"What is this young master thinking?" Mo Jin frowned, approached and gently took the leaves from Fang Ji's temple hair.

Fang Jizheng was so dazed looking at it that he didn't even react when people approached. Suddenly, he was brought back to his senses by this soft and soft words, "I, I..."

Fang Ji blushed, embarrassed.

A hand that was as cold as before wrapped his shoulders and hugged him in his arms. Fang Ji's heart was suffocated, and he stretched out his hand to hug Mo Jin tightly.

Mo Jin rested his chin on Fang Ji's shoulder and said softly, "Don't you miss me?"

Fang Jibaizhuan's tender heart flooded like a torrent in this warm words.

Why don't you miss you?

In order to come back as soon as possible, he worked day and night without rest, and almost drowned in the cold pool.

In order to come back as soon as possible, he killed like hemp, his life was hanging by a thread, and he was almost killed by a knife.

In order to come back as soon as possible, knowing that his mother is doing crazy things that implicate the nine clans, he has no time to take care of it.

Everything in this world is not worth mentioning with you.

His mouth was sour, but he was speechless and choked, turning into tears.

"Hey, that's it..." Outside the courtyard wall, several rows of falcons poked their heads, scrambling to see the excitement.

"Shouldn't you be doing something else?"

"The two young masters are so boring..."

"Hush, harmony, harmony."

"you shut up!"

Fang Ji listened with sincerity.

These little bastards really turned their heads, he turned his head slightly, and swung a row of knives in the direction of the courtyard wall, which was extremely sharp.

The few unlucky children who were lying on the top of the wall fell instantly and wailed continuously.

"What are you doing! You've been in the mountains for a long time, and there are no rules?" Qi Jiu held a long whip and glared.

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

The small courtyard finally regained its tranquility.

Fang Ji touched Mo Jin's cheek, and his eyes met.

"Of course I miss you, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, my heart hurts." Fang Ji grabbed that cold hand and stroked it on his chest.

The scalding words fell into Mo Jin's heart word by word, burning him to the core, his heart shrank suddenly, standing there like a jade carving, just staring at Fang Ji's face.

The two were very close, and here they smelled each other's breath. Fang Ji lowered his head slightly, and kissed lightly on the corner of the lips of this person who was like a bottle of pink jade. In the blink of an eye, the golden sun shines on the two of them, and a golden light falls.

Mo Jin looked into those passionate eyes, he hadn't seen him for half a month, and all the missing came up in an instant, he put his arms around Fang Ji's neck, and kissed her tightly.

After a long time, after parting his lips, Fang Ji stroked Mo Jin's temples with his hand, and said distressedly, "Why do you have white hair?"

"Is it ugly?" Mo Jin asked with a wry smile.

"It's pretty, but..." Fang Ji felt a bitterness in his heart.

"It's pretty, why are you sad?" Mo Jin brushed Fang Ji's warm lips with his fingertips.

"Why did you change your clothes?" Fang Ji held the hand that brushed the corner of his lips.

"Because you don't like it."

"When did I say I don't like it anymore?" Fang Ji kissed Mo Jin's forehead.

Mo Jin remained silent, and the two hugged each other quietly again. The sun was warm, as if they were the only two in the world.

"Let's go." Mo Jin took Fang Ji's hand and walked towards the study.

Fang Ji followed dully.

"Shouldn't you go to the bedroom?" Several servants whispered while hiding at the gate of the garden, with smirks on their faces.

"What are you doing!" Fang Lai held the feather dusters in his hand and took them away one by one.

"One, two or three of you, you don't need to work! I'm going to the young master's room!"

Everyone fled.

This butler is really, really, really responsible, and takes care of so much!

The author has something to say:

In fact, this chapter is my favorite.

How nice it is to be warm.

The second one I plan to basically be like this,

laughter,

tenderness,

Good.

Tears in laughter,

Moved to tears.

I'm working in this direction.

The next chapter should be complete.

Maybe a little bit of meat...soup.

Yes, it is soup.

I dare not have scum.

I take the moving, sweet, unforgettable route,

That's it for the next book.

The first book fell apart.

Sorry everyone.

first time writing,

Forgive me.

It's almost the end,

Everyone, don't give up on me.

I will be back soon.

The second book will never collapse,

Do not collapse.

No.