Dislike each other is also a kind of fate.

There is not that bloody relationship between Gu Qing and Zhang Huaiyu, and there is nothing in love at first sight or falling in love over time.

At present, the relationship between the two is a bit stiff when called "friends", and it may be more appropriate to describe it as "cook and diner".

Then I thought about it, even the relationship between the chef and the diner may not be enough. I have never seen diners who beat the chef many times. The most appropriate description may be "meat buns and dogs".

Defending your own bed is a big deal. After Gu Qing spoke, he seriously advised: "If you really want to live here for a long time, why not pay some money to ask the villagers to build a house for you. It is built on the hillside, half of which is fireworks on earth and half is isolated from the world. You can look down on the sentient beings in the village like a god, and you can also contact less humans to avoid being irritable and hurting the villagers. By the way... help me guard the porcelain kiln."

Zhang Huaiyu glanced at him squintly and said leisurely: "The first few words are fine, but the next sentence reveals your purpose. Gu Qing, you are both heroic and heroic, why are you so merciless?"

"The spirit of heroism only occurs occasionally, and charity is my normal state. I am different from those like you who fly around. I like to live down-to-earth. People who live on the ground open their eyes every day. How can they live a life without charity?"

Zhang Huaiyu twitched the corner of her mouth: "You are frank."

"I'm just a small kiln owner who has opened a porcelain kiln. I'm useless, so don't pretend to be a big hero."

Zhang Huaiyu was very lazy in sitting. One leg was folded on the futon in the middle of the yard, and the other leg was stretched out, revealing white silk stockings, and her big toes were raised mischievously, which was very cute.

Gu Qing couldn't help but glance, then look again, and then look again...

This girl has long legs, and her legs are very straight. It's a pity to use such legs to kick people. It's a compass to be the right way.

Zhang Huaiyu yawned like a cat, curled up her legs lazily, took out a wine jar from somewhere, raised her head and took a sip of wine, exhaled her breath, and when her eyes roamed, she had a bit of charm.

"Gu Qing, do you still have an impression of your parents?"

"I heard that I was thrown into the village when I was born. Do you think I have an impression?"

Zhang Huaiyu sighed: "You don't know many things. In those years, Chang'an City was very chaotic..."

Gu Qing frowned: "Listen to what you mean, do you know my parents?"

Zhang Huaiyu was silent for a moment and said, "There is a source."

"Are they still alive?"

“…died.”

Gu Qing was neither sad nor happy, and said oh.

Zhang Huaiyu said again: "They died in the 27th year of Kaiyuan."

Gu Qing didn't say anything, silently calculated his age, and then understood. They left themselves in the village, which was said to be avoiding their enemies. After hiding for several years, it seemed that they still hadn't escaped.

Zhang Huaiyu took another sip of wine, looked at the sky, and said in great fascination: "Your parents are both heroes. Really, I have never seen a hero in the world as two. He is full of heroes. Even though he is a commoner, he is proud of the kings and princes. I practice martial arts and explore the world. The ways of knights are all influenced by your parents, and my martial arts foundation was also defeated by your parents."

Gu Qing suddenly realized that Zhang Huaiyu had this connection with his parents, and that he was actually a hero.

The mood suddenly became complicated.

I have read many martial arts novels in my previous life. I admire the heroes flying around in it. I always feel that their lives are wonderful. I always encounter all kinds of grudges, love and hatred. I am always so carefree and unrestrained, coming and going like the wind, and the world is so big that it can be home.

However, as we grow older, the passion in our hearts has gradually cooled down. After reading those martial arts books, we are not so devoted. The chivalrous sentiment that we once had has gradually become indifferent. Martial arts is a fairy tale for adults. After adults experience all the warmth and coldness of the world, fairy tales have become distorted in their hearts. It is just a beautiful fairy tale.

Gu Qing didn't expect that he would have something to do with a real knight in this life.

"How did they die? Who are their enemies?" Gu Qing suddenly asked.

His parents were actually strangers in his heart, but he wanted to know more.

Zhang Huaiyu shook his head: "You don't need to know now. Even if you know, you don't have the strength to avenge your parents. It's not good for you to know too much."

Gu Qing really wanted to say that he actually had no idea of ​​revenge, but was just simply curious. However, if he said this, he would be a rebellious person, so he held back and said it.

Zhang Huaiyu took another sip of wine and said, "I can only say so much. When will the iron pot you customized come? I want to eat fish..."

Gu Qing sighed: "I want to eat fish too, but I have to wait a few days. The delivery peddler has been crazy recently. He doesn't do serious business all day and goes from village to household to sell pottery every day. This person needs a punch to help him wake up..."

Zhang Huaiyu was definitely watching him, and after a long time, he suddenly said, "I will teach you how to fight?"

Gu Qing was stunned and immediately refused: "What do you mean to me to take you as your teacher?"

"No, my martial arts are also the foundation of your parents. When I was three years old, your parents were entrusted by my grandfather to take a medicinal bath and let me stake. This is your martial arts, and it is natural for me to pass it on your parents to you."

"No, I'm afraid you'll beat me up with the reason for practicing martial arts." Gu Qing politely refused.

Zhang Huaiyu sneered: "Even if I don't use the reason for practicing qigong, I will beat you the same as I want to beat you."

As he said that, Zhang Huaiyu suddenly showed a malicious smile: "You and I are my disciples. I started earlier than you, so you should call me senior sister."

Gu Qing reacted quickly and immediately sneered: "I think beautifully. After calling your senior sister, you have more reason to occupy my bed openly, haha, woman."

Turning back, he showed off his wits to Song Gensheng, saw through the woman's tricks, and then the two of them attacked her together.

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Qingcheng County.

The county government is built on the meridian line in the middle of the county town, and is the most prosperous location in the center of the county town.

The county government office is divided into three halls, the front hall is to determine the case, and the second hall is to work. The three halls regard themselves as county magistrates and relatives.

In the afternoon, the county magistrate Huang Wenjin sat in the second hall to review official documents. Huang Wenjin was in his forties and was a Jinshi in the third year of Tianbao and had been transferred to the Qingcheng County Magistrate for six years.

During the six years he was in power in Qingcheng County, Huang Wenjin had no mistakes. He was a successful official, conservative and stubborn, and could not tolerate a slightly radical change. Of course, this kind of person also has advantages, that is, he is very rules-oriented.

In the east wing of the second hall, the light was dim. Huang Wenjin put down her pen, rubbed her eyes, and sighed tiredly.

An aide walked in with a document in his hand, put it gently on the case, and whispered: "County Master, look at this document. Secretary Fei of Zhenguan Office is going to recommend a porcelain kiln in Shiqiao Village as a tribute porcelain. I heard that he has drafted the document and sent it to Zhenguan Office in Chang'an."
Chapter completed!