The kind old peasant city lord who was smiling suddenly froze when he heard Shen Fengshu's words, and then turned into an expression that didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Is it a favor that Shen Fengshu owed? It's really not the case. The one who killed was Boruchi. Young Master, Young Master Unruly is his friend. The other one is Hu Lengshuang, and Hu Lengshuang has also said hello to him. It’s really inappropriate to count this favor on Shen Feng’s book.
Suitable. However, today Shen Fengshu kept saying that he owed the city lord a favor outside, and all the shops and people on the street believed him. Even the city lord felt that he should find something to make up for it from Shen Fengshu. At this time, Shen Fengshu sudden denial,
It’s really...unexpected!
"Lord City Lord, you are the senior, aren't you planning to take advantage of the younger generation?" Shen Fengshu looked at the stunned expression of the old peasant City Lord and couldn't help but feel contempt.
"Originally, it was a bit interesting." The old peasant city lord was not embarrassed at all and admitted it to himself. He chuckled and said, "Since you can see it, forget it." "Senior, you really have a true temperament!" Shen Feng Shu didn't expect that the old peasant city lord would admit it shamelessly. His shamelessness was even worse than when he admitted that he was his adopted son-in-law on the street! Suddenly, the sight of the same person appeared in his eyes.
The light of humanity: "It's better to choose a day than to hit it. How about today?"
The upright guard commander standing next to him had never seen such a shameless monk before? His eyes widened. This was the first time he had seen such a shameless monk since he followed the city lord. It was a great experience.
Raindrops suddenly floated in the sky, and Shen Fengshu couldn't help but be stunned. The entire city of Moyue City was suspended in the air. What kind of power is this, and it can actually make raindrops fall? Shouldn't the rain clouds have been dispersed long ago? ?
"Moyue City is a place of cultivation, and there are always winds and rains." Seeing Shen Fengshu's astonished face, the old peasant city lord seemed to see through his surprise at a glance, and explained with a smile: "Why bother hindering the way of nature? "
"Thank you, senior!" Shen Fengshu praised the old peasant city lord with a thumbs up.
"This is spiritual rain. A little bit of it will be good for your practice." Seeing that Xiao Qing had taken out a beautiful hand-embroidered umbrella to protect Shen Fengshu from the rain, the old farmer City Master continued to say with a smile. He said, "What is good for the seniors' cultivation, but the juniors may not be able to bear it!" Shen Fengshu did not embarrass Xiaoqing, and took the initiative to reach out and take the embroidered umbrella from Xiaoqing, who was neither taking it nor taking it away. He said with a smile: "How lucky is this junior to be able to accompany the city lord
Sir, it's raining."
"Haha! You're such a good boy." The Lord City Lord pointed at Chen Fengshu and laughed loudly: "Well, if I want to see you turn into a drowned rat, I'm afraid I won't have the chance."
After saying that, he turned around and motioned for Shen Fengshu to follow him. When he turned around, an inconspicuous-looking coir raincoat appeared on his body, which perfectly matched his outfit at the moment.
"Senior is not kind!" Shen Fengshu followed him holding an umbrella, and slowly walked together to the top of the mountain: "If this junior is soaked in water, how can he rely on his reputation to earn a living as a son-in-law?"
"Hahahaha!" The Lord City Lord was amused: "No wonder Young Master Bizhi is so high-minded. He doesn't even bother to socialize with other people, but he treats a little kid like you in a different light. He is indeed an interesting person. After today's drink, I please!"
The guard commander with an upright body really couldn't understand how Shen Fengshu could make it so natural and reasonable for Shen Fengshu to rely on his face to earn a living. What an image!
The road to the top of the mountain was a bit steep. A crutch appeared in the Lord's hand like a magic trick, and he led Shen Fengshu up through a mottled bamboo forest.
Shen Fengshu is a young and strong character. Of course, he cannot be like the Lord of the City and just follow him up.
When we were approaching the top of the mountain, there was an exquisite little pavilion. The old peasant city lord stopped here to rest, but the rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.
"Senior, the scenery here is great, why not stay here?" Shen Fengshu took a step forward, stood side by side with the Lord of the City, and suggested casually.
"Oh? The scenery on the top of the mountain is better, don't you want to take a look?" the old peasant city lord asked curiously.
"The scenery on the top of the mountain is better." Shen Fengshu replied honestly: "But the wind and rain on the top of the mountain are also greater!"
"Looking at the most beautiful scenery despite the wind and rain, isn't that what young people like you should do?" the old peasant city lord asked casually.
"If you only saw the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain, wouldn't you miss every scenic spot on the way?" Shen Fengshu also replied with a pun and a smile: "Besides, I'm just a dandy son-in-law! Why climb so high?"
Everyone exchanged a few words casually, and everyone spoke with wit. Xiaobai could still understand it, but Xiaoqing and the guard commander looked confused, because they could talk like this no matter where they looked at the scenery. ? "Okay! Right here!" The old peasant city lord stared at Shen Fengshu for a long time with eyes flashing with wisdom in life. Shen Fengshu's face remained unchanged with a smile, without any sign of guilt. Finally, the old farmer The peasant city lord waved his hand and decided
Come.
There was a stone table in the pavilion, and the city lord and Shen Fengshu sat on both sides.
The upright guard stood outside the pavilion in a very orderly manner, staring at the surroundings dutifully. Xiaobai and Xiaoqing also wanted to stay outside the pavilion, but were called in by Shen Fengshu. "Little brother, are you doing this? Are you a little too doting on the maid next to you?" After sitting down, the old peasant city lord didn't know what he was thinking, so he changed his title directly, no longer calling him "boy", but replaced him with the more intimate "little brother": "No wonder some people are dissatisfied.
!" "Brother! Isn't it uncomfortable for two grown men to drink and have no one to serve them?" Shen Fengshu didn't care at all. He also changed his title to the city lord, which was very natural. He also made no secret of himself. It's just an act of loving the maid, but you still find her
A suitable reason.
The guard outside curled his lips again. Fortunately, he had seen Shen Fengshu's climbing along the pole before. Now that he had changed his name, it didn't seem surprising at all.
A pot of fine wine and a few side dishes were taken out from Xiaobai, and the exquisite jade tableware was placed one by one. It was said that the city lord was inviting him to drink, but Shen Fengshu had prepared all the food, drinks and tableware by himself. How could he explain this?
Of course, if the city lord really brought out good wine, Shen Fengshu might not be able to enjoy it, as his cultivation level was too far behind.
"Hey, you have such a good set." Looking at the exquisite set of utensils, even the city lord couldn't help but be speechless.
"Character design! Personal design!" Shen Fengshu chuckled, looking at the puzzled face of the city lord, and explained in detail: "It is the personality and style of the character displayed to the outside world, just like your outfit, brother. "
"That's it!" The old peasant city lord understood immediately. He picked up his wine glass and had a drink with Shen Fengshu: "It's for you and me."
While admiring the view that was no less than the same as the top of the mountain, the two of them talked about today's events in a few words.
"Little brother, they say you are a son-in-law, and you don't care at all?" the old peasant city lord asked curiously after having another drink with Shen Fengshu. That was someone you never saw before appearing in the chat group "I "I don't want to work hard anymore" expression, Shen Fengshu thought in his heart, but he laughed: "Brother, you are an expert, but you can tell me, if you practice cultivation, should you cultivate yourself or cultivate others?"
The self in your mouth?”
"No wonder you can chat and laugh happily with the unruly young master." The old peasant city lord stroked his beard and laughed: "You two are masters who don't care what other people say." The external image of the unruly young master is that he is dissolute, immoral, unruly, unruly, etc. A good word. Now Shen Fengshu is the same in Moyuecheng. Which one sounds better than a son-in-law, a dandy, a father-in-law, or a good-for-nothing? These two people,
It’s really a perfect match!
"Normally, at your age, how can you remain calm in the face of those words?" The old peasant city lord still wanted to get to the bottom of it.
"There are people in the world who slander me, bully me, humiliate me, laugh at me, underestimate me, despise me, and lie to me. How should I deal with it?" Isn't that easy to answer? This kind of chicken soup for the soul is what Shen Fengshu says as soon as he opens his mouth. Famous sentences.
"How to deal with it?" The old peasant city lord also became interested and took the initiative to toast a glass of wine and asked.
"Just tolerate him, let him, let him, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few more years and just watch him." Shen Fengshu drank a drink with a smile, and then finished the second part of the sentence. Said it out.
The old peasant city lord put down his wine glass and thought about it carefully. After thinking about it for a while, he looked up at Shen Fengshu, and after thinking about it for a while, he looked up at Shen Fengshu again, clicking his tongue.
"Detached, generous, free and easy." After making three comments in a row, the old peasant city owner frowned a little: "It's just a little bit. I feel like it's not something you should say with your age and status."
"Oh!" This was the city lord's implicit question. Shen Fengshu didn't care at all: "I copied it from a senior monk."
"Copied?" The old peasant city lord didn't expect Shen Fengshu's answer to be so crisp and clear, so confident, or copied? How come he didn't know which eminent monk had said such a thing? It seems that there is a charm in it. After thinking about it carefully, It really seemed like something a senior monk could say, but it was unlikely that a dandy boy like Shen Fengshu would say it. Shen Fengshu’s sincere tone and unpretentious expression when he said he copied it
The city lord couldn't tell whether Shen Feng actually copied the book or just said it verbally.
"Yes! I copied it." Shen Fengshu replied again with a smile: "It's just that I am smarter and know what to copy when and on what occasion." The old peasant city lord suddenly remembered what many people said for a long time. The "Inscription on a Humble Room" that I wrote was written by the young man in front of me. But many people said that how could Shen Fengshu, a playboy from a wealthy family, know about the sages?
The calmness of living in a shabby room must have been copied by Shen Fengshu.
Now Shen Fengshu is in front of him, and he also said that he copied it. Is it true or is it a rumor? "Oh?" Thinking in his heart, the old peasant city lord smiled softly: "Then in our current situation, can you still Can't you copy something else to open my eyes?"
