Handing over glasses of wine is actually very particular. Crossing arms is only the first step. The second step is to drink half of the glass first, then exchange glasses, and then drink the remaining half of the glass together. After drinking together, the third step
It is to throw a cup on the ground. If the two cups tilt up and close together, it means that the man is bowing down and the woman is tilting up, the sky is overturned and the earth is covered, the yin and yang are in harmony, and good luck and good fortune are achieved.
It's just that Qi Xuansu didn't understand this. After completing the first step, he just treated it as if he had drank a cup of wine. He didn't know that there was a second and third step.
But having said that, even if Qi Xuansu knew it, he would have stopped at the first step.
Qi Xuansu has been living a pure life for too long, and Qi Xuansu is really not used to crossing the line. Besides, Zhang Yuelu is so conservative that he will not let him do anything, so this is an exception.
Then it’s time to drink normally.
After drinking too much wine, he was not drunk, just a little tipsy. Qi Xuansu also relaxed a little, no longer sitting upright, holding a wine glass in his right hand, supporting his body backward with his left hand, bending his right leg and straightening his left leg.
"You will drink from the golden cup together, but you will not be spared with the sword." Qi Xuansu murmured, turning to look at the bright moon.
Zhang Yuelu pretended to be angry and said, "Why, if I drink with you today, can I draw my sword and kill you tomorrow?"
Qi Xuansu turned to look at Zhang Yuelu again and said with a drunken smile, "It's easy. I'll go out to find a wild woman tomorrow. According to our agreement, you have to draw your sword and kill me."
Zhang Yuelu shook his head, "It seems you are drunk."
"Are you drunk? Why do I feel like it's just the beginning?" Qi Xuansu drank the remaining wine in the cup.
Zhang Yuelu, who had always liked drinking, put down his wine glass instead.
After drinking the remaining wine, Qi Xuansu stood up unsteadily and walked into the house, "Which room is yours? Let me have a look. I...don't look at Zhang Yuyue. I am not familiar with this girl."
Zhang Yuelu was a bit dumbfounded and had to point Qi Xuansu "this way."
Entering Zhang Yuelu's room, the curtains were opened, and the moonlight shone in through the carved window panes, laying down a patchwork of black and white light and shadow.
It can be seen that Zhang Yuelu has not lived here for a while, and it still looks like it was a long time ago.
A small bed, a barely used dressing table, a wardrobe, a table and a chair. Apart from the original decoration of the room, there are almost no additional decorations - Zhang Yuelu, who had just arrived in Yujing, was still very embarrassed.
Taiping money should be spent wisely.
Qi Xuansu seemed to see a stubborn little girl who left early in the morning and returned in the evening, working hard to make progress.
Of course, at the same time, he couldn't compare to this little girl. As Qiniang said, she was stupid and didn't know anything.
Although it was very rude, Qi Xuansu still used the strength of the wine to go to the closet and opened the door.
Unexpectedly, there are a lot of clothes inside, including lake green, plain white, and dark green.
Colorful uniforms and skirts. Most of them are Taoist priests' crane cloaks, as well as various headbands such as Hunyuan scarf, Nanhua scarf, Xiaoyao scarf, Haoran scarf, Tai Chi scarf, turban, and the Hunyuan scarf of fifth-grade Taoist priests.
.Because Zhang Yuelu moved to Xuandu after he was promoted to the fourth grade of Jijiu Taoist Priest.
There were also some clothes that were close-fitting, so please don't look at them. Qi Xuansu didn't take a closer look and closed the closet door.
This is very true.
Qi Xuansu couldn't help but think.
What about yourself?
There are no parents, not even a mother like Tantai Qiong who does not fit the image of a loving mother. There is no master, not necessarily a master like Zhenren Cihang, even the master in his imagination does not exist.
He kept telling himself in his heart that he shouldn't be immersed in this kind of emotion. A man should cheer up and make great achievements with his three-foot sword. Even bigger things are worth worrying about? Just treat it as a gust of wind and blow by.
Even if.
But he couldn't help but think about it.
The zombie named "Qi Haoran" pretended to be or forged his master. How true was their relationship? Or maybe this memory and Qi Haoran were both fake, and a lot of things were made up in just one paragraph.
All over the place.
Where is Qiniang?
Qi Xuansu didn't dare to think about it.
He felt a little tired, and his drunkenness turned into sleepiness. Qi Xuansu wanted to take a nap, so he lay down on Zhang Yuelu's small bed with his clothes on, letting the moonlight cut into pieces by the window panes hit his face.
Zhang Yuelu walked in quietly, sat on the edge of the bed, stared at Qi Xuansu with his eyes closed, and gently brushed Qi Xuansu's face with his hand.
It's like a breeze blowing across my cheeks, feeling cool and a little itchy.
Qi Xuansu grabbed Zhang Yuelu's hand, and then took the initiative to move it inside.
Zhang Yuelu hesitated slightly and lay next to Qi Xuansu fully clothed.
The two of them were lying on the bed side by side, doing nothing.
Qi Xuan Suzhen fell asleep. He had not slept for a long time. This time, he did not have that dream again and did not go to Lingshan Cave again.
No matter whether Qi Haoran is real or not, at least Zhang Yuelu is real.
The next morning, when Qi Xuansu woke up, he found that Zhang Yuelu was no longer there.
Qi Xuansu sat up and looked around. There was no moonlight in the silence, and the room was bright.
Qi Xuansu got out of bed and left Zhang Yuelu's room. He looked around and found a situation that was both warm and scary. Zhang Yuelu was cooking by himself.
Bad memories come to mind
.
"You're awake." Zhang Yuelu's voice sounded, and she came over with a bowl of lotus seed porridge - it wasn't lotus seed cake at least, but it wasn't still lotus seed soup. It was an improvement over the last time, but not much.
Qi Xuansu cleared his throat, "I'm not hungry, so there's no need to bother."
"The main reason is that I haven't had sex for a long time and my hands are itchy. Whether you are hungry or not is less important." Zhang Yuelu said very frankly, "Let's have a taste."
Qi Xuansu tactfully advised, "As the legendary Zhang Yuelu who has been cherished by countless female Taoist priests, you must put your career first, but you cannot let the Confucian mentality of caring for your husband and raising your children limit you. You should leave cooking to the Taoists. You should concentrate on it."
Official duties are all done with due diligence.”
Zhang Yuelu smiled and said, "I just do it as a hobby. It's rare that I'm free today."
Speaking of which, what else could Qi Xuansu say? Of course, he couldn't live up to Zhang Yuelu's "good intentions."
"Let's come together." Qi Xuansu invited in the spirit of sharing blessings.
Zhang Yuelu said regretfully, "I just made a bowl, which is an advantage for you."
Qi Xuansu sat at the dining table, holding lotus seed porridge in one hand and slowly putting it into his mouth with a spoon in the other.
The taste is still hard to describe, and he doesn't understand. He has learned the Dacheng method, but is it so difficult to make lotus seed soup? Did Zhang Yuelu do it on purpose? Or is it because he is too innovative and refuses to follow the methods of his predecessors?
Do you have to innovate?
Zhang Yuelu sat opposite Qi Xuansu, holding his chin in his hands, looking at him quietly.
After breakfast, Qi Xuansu and Zhang Yuelu had to go out separately. Zhang Yuelu still had to attend the Jiutang joint meeting. This meeting had been going on for several days and was not finished yet. It cannot be said that it was smelly and long, but it was also too cumbersome.
Qi Xuansu was not on the list of people participating in the discussion, and there was no reason to attend the discussion. He wanted to see his old boss Donghua Zhenren.
The three masters plus the three princes are six people with six hearts.
Master Cihang and the Heavenly Master only have the same general direction, and they cannot be of the same mind in everything. After all, Su Yuanyi is not named Zhang, and she also represents the interests of Cihang's lineage. Not to mention Master Qingwei Li Wujia, when she was young,
He was considered a rebellious member of the Li family. Although he later compromised, the Li family did not believe that he and the Imperial Master were of the same mind. Not to mention other things, when he was in Fenglin Continent, the Imperial Master repeatedly had conflicts with Master Qingwei.
The purpose of detailed and in-depth discussions is to implement the ideas of the National Master. If the two people have completely the same idea, is it necessary for the National Master to do this?
These two real people are like this, is Donghua Zhenren an exception?
Needless to say, Master Donghua was not from the Yaozu faction among the three major factions of Quanzhen Taoism, but from the Xuansheng faction.
Therefore,
Qi Xuansu believed that Donghua Zhenren was a force he could rely on.
Although there are risks, what is without risk? Qi Xuansu went too smoothly in the past, but now it seems that it may not be a good thing.
Qi Xuansu first contacted Gong Jiaojun, the secretary of Donghua Master, "Brother Gong Dao, I am Qi Xuansu. I have arrived in Yujing."
"Brother Tianyuan, when did you arrive in Yujing? How come there was no news beforehand?" Gong Jiaojun was very polite and affectionate.
He no longer called Zhenren Qi or Chief Qi, but instead called him "Tian Yuan" to show his closeness.
When Gong Jiaojun was with Master Donghua, he could indeed be called that. But he couldn't work as a secretary all his life. Sooner or later, he would have to be posted outside. Xie Jiaofeng was the former secretary of Master Donghua. After being posted outside, he was no longer close to power.
How do you treat Qi Xuansu? He is humble and flattering, and he doesn't mind calling Xiao Yin brother, as long as he can please Chief Qi.
When Gong Jiaojun was released, calling him "Tian Yuan" would seem a bit arrogant, so he specially added "Brother Tao" as a slight show of respect.
Qi Xuansu said, "I just arrived last night. I wonder if the real person is free? I want to meet the real person."
"The real person has half an hour of free time at noon today. Let me ask the real person for you." Gong Jiaojun was very happy.
Qi Xuansu was equally polite, "Thank you. When Brother Gong Dao is free to go to Borneo, be sure to let me know so that I can fulfill my friendship as a landlord."
"It's settled, I must ask Taoist Brother Tianyuan for a drink." Gong Jiaojun responded with a smile.
Soon, Gong Jiaojun asked Master Donghua for instructions and gave him a reply.
Master Donghua not only agreed to give Qi Xuansu half an hour, but also postponed some arrangements for the afternoon to give Qi Xuansu enough time.
At noon, Gong Jiaojun led Qi Xuansu to see Master Donghua in his private residence.
At this time, Master Donghua was painting, splashing ink on landscapes. Qi Xuansu didn't know that Master Donghua had such a talent, and it was quite impressive.
However, Qi Xuansu has no attainments in this area. He cannot give any more opinions except the word "good", nor can he pretend to understand, so as not to embarrass others.
Donghua Zhenren signaled Gong Jiaojun to go out, and while continuing to paint, he asked, "I sneaked to Yujing alone without saying hello beforehand. This is not like your style. What happened?"
Qi Xuansu took a deep breath, "I arrived in Yujing last night. I went to the Requiem Department first."
Master Donghua asked, "Why did you go to the Requiem Division?"
Qi Xuansu said, "I'm going to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy."
Donghua Zhenren paused when he wrote, leaving a big ink dot on the painting.