Xiang Que sent a generous gift to the City Lord's Mansion, and Wei Qingyun also sent one. However, the slight difference was that he chatted with Hu Qing for a while at the City Lord's Mansion and then left, but on the Nanhui Peak
, Nan Sijin first made tea for him, and then made a few exquisite side dishes. According to her, Fang Ke will come over later, and you can chat while drinking.
Nan Sijin's craftsmanship seems to be good. The five dishes are all cooked to the level of a chef, at least from the appearance. The color, aroma and taste occupy two points. This is for Nan, who is not a popular person in the world and can't eat more than a few meals a year.
For Si Jinlai, it may be no less difficult than asking her to practice a certain skill.
Looking at Xiang Que's surprised eyes, Nan Sijin said: "In recent years, in addition to practicing at Nanhui Peak, I have spent a large part of my time learning to cook. At first, I thought this was a very troublesome thing.
Things about it, especially those ingredients, are simply hard to remember. Later, I suddenly discovered that when my practice reaches a bottleneck or encounters a difficulty, if I put down my mood and cook a meal, it will be a lot more relaxing, and then I can practice again.
If you do, there is a high chance that you will enter a state of enlightenment. Only then did I know why you like to make food so much. This will indeed be of great help to us practitioners."
"Is there such a thing?" Xiang Que was very surprised. He made those things purely for the sake of eating. This was a matter of habit becoming natural. He couldn't change his previous life at all.
Nan Sijin lowered his head and said, "I think so..."
Fang Ke came to Nanhui Peak. The last time they met and talked, the conversation was as calm as water. This time, Fang Ke's expression was obviously much more relaxed than last time.
"I have to admit that you are really good. Putting aside Senior Chongjiu's promotion, the battle you led in Qingshan was exciting from beginning to end..."
Xiang Que said with a smile: "It also depends on the help of Qingyun and the City Lord's Mansion, as well as the strength of Sect Leader Fang and Zhao Ping, otherwise my guidance would not be so logical."
Fang Ke shook his head and said: "Your contribution cannot be denied. If you change it to another person, you will never achieve this effect. As Qingshan Swordsman, you are undoubtedly the most suitable candidate."
"Thank you very much, Master Fang, for your compliment!"
Fang Ke, who was not used to it, picked up a glass of wine and shook it. Xiang Que touched it with him. After the two took a sip, the other party continued: "After a few hundred years, Zhao Ping and I should leave separately, no matter what
Whether they will ascend or die, in fact, for Qingshan and Qingyun, it is nothing more than the same result, that is, these two sects are going to change dynasties. I am no longer in Qingyun, and Zhao Ping of Qingshan should also be gone."
Xiang Que was silent. This result made him a little uncomfortable. Although he led Qingshan and Taipingshan Villa to start a war, which ended with Qingshan and Qingyun landing safely, but to be honest, if he allowed himself to lead an entire sect in the future,
He still won't get used to it.
"You and Zhao Ping probably have the same temperament, and you are being pushed to the top." Fang Ke seemed to have seen his thoughts and commented very accurately.
"Yes!"
"But there are some things you cannot avoid. If Zhao Ping is not around, you are the most suitable person. If you don't become the Qingshan Sect Master, can you bear to see others do it?" Fang Ke said lightly: "You can also be like Zhao Ping.
That way, after I succeed to the throne, I will try my best to find a suitable successor. For example, Zhao Ping found you."
Xiang Que sighed and said: "Where can I find someone as outstanding as me?"
Nan Sijin suddenly said: "Qingyun will not have a second Nan Sijin."
This time it was Fang Ke's turn to be speechless. This pair of swordsmen and Taoists really matched each other very well, even their narcissistic love was so consistent.
"You and Nan Sijin are destined to become the masters of the two major sects, so Zhao Ping and I should have the same thoughts. What do you two think about the merger of Qingshan and Qingyun?"
"It's on the agenda."
"Can't change..."
Fang Ke looked at Xiang Que and said: "Qingyun's resistance is much smaller than yours. There will be many voices of opposition in Qingshan. Even if you successfully lead Qingshan, I think there will still be someone in your Thirteen Elders Hall who will speak out in the end."
Those who object, there is no voice now, because you are so powerful in Qingshan, no one will touch your brow at this time."
"Since it is unavoidable, let it take its course. I will make Qingshan no longer have any objections," Xiang Que said expressionlessly.
"Come, let's drink. I'm very happy with your attitude." Fang Ke picked up the wine glass and chatted with Xiang Que for a while. He then gave Qingshan's generous gift to him. Fang Ke was very satisfied after seeing it.
"Actually, you didn't have to give so much."
Xiang Que: "Huh?"
"Then just treat it as part of the betrothal gift." Fang Ke didn't explain, stood up and walked out with his hands behind his back.
Xiang Que was confused on the spot, what is this and what is it?
Nan Sijin didn't react much, just poured a glass of wine for the stunned Xiang Que, and then said: "Drink, drink..."
"Zi Liu" Xiang Que had a drink. All that needed to be said was finished. He was about to leave and return to Qingshan. Unexpectedly, Nan Sijin poured him another glass: "Drink, drink."
"Zi Liu"
"Drink, drink..."
After drinking three drinks in a row, Xiang Que suddenly felt that something was wrong with the rhythm. When did Nan Sijin become so enthusiastic towards people and actually take the initiative to persuade him to drink?
"Are you trying to fill me with too much?" Xiang Que asked confused.
"Uh-huh"
"No, why?" Xiang Que was a little confused.
A blush suddenly appeared on Nan Sijin's face. She lowered her head and whispered, "Why don't you leave tonight?"
"What the hell?" Xiang Que was shocked. Isn't this the most common line in TV series and movies in the modern world.
Nan Sijin continued to blush and said: "You and I are going to get there anyway, but I think it might be a little uncomfortable. Although I am also curious about what swinging is, so I think it might be good to drink some wine.
A little, after you drink too much, I will also drink too much. This is what I learned in the secular world. Drinking can help your mood..."
Xiang Que swallowed his saliva and stood up completely unprepared. He licked his chapped lips and after holding it in for a long time, he wiped his cold sweat and said, "Uh, what, there are still hundreds of years, no.
"Don't be too hasty, just take your time. Well, today's pace is a bit too sudden."
Xiang Que said a few words dryly, and then quickly added: "I'm not feeling well today, another day, another day."
Xiang Que almost ran away, and Nan Sijin looked at his back quietly. After the other party disappeared, he said softly: "Actually, cooking is not helpful for spiritual practice..."