As if aware of someone's burning and strange gaze, Xiangbo Xunhuo glanced at Chen Baiqi weakly, and met his eyes that were clear and transparent due to insight. He stiffly fanned his thickly crossed eyelashes, and then looked at Chen Baiqi as if nothing had happened.

Looking away, a series of violent coughs followed, as if he was trying to be more serious with her, so he didn't feel guilty.

"Sir, it's all the slave's fault. You can't even stop such a group of arrogant and rude people, and you still have to get up..." The child hurriedly patted him on the back, his words already sobbing.

The prime minister covered his mouth, and Fang barely stopped coughing. He glanced at the young master Cang Yue with a half-smile: "Nan Zhu, don't be rude. The general has served the King of Chu and assisted the government for eight years.

He conquered all directions and was powerful all over the world. With his might, he could open up frontiers and expand territories, but you are just a little boy, how can you be compared to him?"

Young Master Cang Yue's eyebrows moved. Seeing that he was weak and harmless, and his words were gentle, it was a bit unclear whether his words contained a stick and a stick, and had some meaning.

He was handsome and proud, and brought everyone forward to salute: "Cangyue Chu of Juyang County paid homage to Mr. Xiangbo. He was highly praised by the layman Jade Dragon. I have admired Mr.'s name for a long time, but I have never had a chance to meet him. There have been three reasons before, but I have been able to see him.

It’s really a great blessing to see Dao Rong today.”

Xun, the Prime Minister, was puzzled and ashamed and replied: "Although I know your intention, I have been trying to push you away. I blame myself. However, I am sorry for my broken body...I am afraid that I am powerless, so I have to accept the general's visit in vain."

He gave them a bleak smile, and his air of melancholy and decadence was regrettable.

Young Master Cang Yue was not a good-tempered person, and he did not force anyone to do anything when he was rejected several times. He stared at his face for a long time, turned around and left resolutely: "Excuse me."

"Hey, lord, lord, please wait!" Sun Yang quickly persuaded him, and he whispered: "I have spent a lot of time to find out where Mr. Xiangbo lives, how can I give up halfway so easily? Besides, in today's world, except for the prime minister,

Besides Mr. Bo, who else can be at odds with the Empress of Guigu!"

Xiangbo Xunhuo seemed to vaguely hear the words "Queen of the Ghost Valley". His gray and withered expression slightly faded, as if unintentionally, the beauty of his face was deliberately displayed, and he said in plain words: "Everyone has come to visit you in the hot summer.

You might as well sit down and offer tea and rest for a while, so that someone can do what is appropriate for the landlord."

A person's self-cultivation is a kind of hidden beauty. He is noble and elegant, fresh and transparent. It is as daydreaming as the misty morning, and as longing for as the quiet and comfortable dusk.

Every move he makes is elegant and pleasing to the eye, as he has been carving out his knowledge over the years.

When everyone met here, they felt that the god they saw for the first time had come again, and they all spoke in silence.

Young Master Cang Yue cupped her hands and said, "It is better to obey orders than to be respectful."

The green pine trees intersect, the noisy cicada forest is quieter, a fenced courtyard, and the wood door of the wooden hut on the second floor are the secluded place where Mr. Xiangbo lives. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it is a leisurely home.

"General, take your seat."

At the tables in the thatched cottage, the guest of honour, Mr. Xiang Bo, sat with his son Cang Yue, and the rest of the attendants stood at the foot of the steps. Because of the lush peach and pear trees in the fenced courtyard, it was cooler than when it was exposed to the sun just now.

The boy made tea in the backyard and brought it out, and offered tea one by one. At this time, his attitude was contrary to the previous one. He was taciturn and acted in a dull manner.

After tea, Mr. Xiangbo handed over his hand and said, "Just now I heard that the general and his entourage seemed to mention the Queen of Guigu?"

Young Master Cang Yue's face turned cold: "Sir, do you know him?"

Xiangbo said "Sure enough", then he said: "Actually, a certain person is also a disciple of the Guigu sect, and he is a fellow disciple of the Queen."

Young Master Cang Yue was speechless when he heard the words.

Sun Yang and others were able to listen carefully to the conversation between the two outside. He smiled bitterly - he only thought that Guigu Valley was mysterious, and he didn't know whether it was unfortunate or lucky that his master bumped into the two of them at once.

It is said that the Guigu sect is the master of hundreds of schools of thought and knows everything about astronomy and geography, the cultivation of immortality, military formations, longitude and latitude, and worldly wisdom. Its traces can be found all over the place, sometimes disappearing and appearing. This is also true. A mysterious person who is both immortal and real.

"Don't worry, our Guigu sect has only accepted two disciples in the past generations, one is vertical and the other is horizontal. The Guigu sect is a single lineage. In order to inherit the teacher's grace, he became the new Guiguzi. From the moment he left the disciples, they were destined for life. They are all enemies." The Prime Minister's eyes were indifferent: "I have lived in seclusion for a long time, but this is the first time I heard about the Empress Dowager, so I asked about it, but nothing else."

After Prince Cang Yue found out his identity, he felt very uneasy: "Mr. Xiang Bo has the ability to subdue a tiger, how can he waste his time working on this?"

Mr. Xiangbo said: "I thought that people have things to do and things they don't do. But now I am not doing anything, so the general made a mistake in asking questions."

Young Master Cang Yue was silent for a long time. After a long time, Fang said: "Yue has a question. I hope that Sir will not give up his contempt and answer it."

"Gentlemen communicate, but there is no harm in talking." Mr. Xiangbo said with a smile.

The two had a conversation, asking questions and answering questions. The answerer's words were beautiful and simple, but also filled with a lot of wisdom and experience, which benefited everyone inside and outside the house a lot.

Chen Baiqi believes that a real counselor has extraordinary wisdom, profound thoughts and profound knowledge. This is only the basis, and it can be tiring over time, but the more important thing is to have a kind of self-cultivation and morality that is calm, indifferent and tranquil, and approachable. Not everyone can do it.

Looking at Mr. Xiangbo like this, Chen Baiqi truly realized for the first time the "famous people" of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Thinking of his remarks that he would not live to be twenty-five, he couldn't help but feel a bit of pity and regret.

System: Heaven is jealous of talented people, and beauty is not reserved for young people. He dies before he leaves the army, which makes the hero burst into tears. Please help Xiangbo Xunhuo find a way to restore his health. Accept/reject?

Chen Baiqi: Accept.

"When I go up the mountain, I turn to you sir for help with a difficult problem. I hope you can give me some advice." When the conversation was over, the young master Cang Yue suddenly bowed and said.

He was stunned, blinked his eyelashes, suddenly turned pale, touched his chest and groaned twice, then staggered and fell to the ground.

"gentlemen!"

"Mr. Xiangbo!"

Everyone shouted with their eyes widened and their faces horrified.

The little boy fell to the ground, pinched him, and said anxiously: "Sir, wake up quickly, sir, wake up quickly!"

Cang Yue, the young master, saw the little boy rescuing him, and stood aside in shock. He had never met such a weak and sick person. One second he was handsome and full of insight, but the next second he fainted for no reason like a candle in the wind. , I’m afraid that Mr.’s previous self-effacing remarks were true. He was indeed suffering from a terminal illness. Thinking of this, he felt guilty and self-blame for a moment.

After a long time, Mr. Xiangbo woke up leisurely. He leaned on the child's shoulders and arms, his lips were pale and trembling, and he smiled apologetically at everyone: "I have frightened you all... I know that the most difficult thing for the general may be an ambush set by the Di Rong thieves in Mogao Grottoes." My little boy knows a little bit about medical skills and formations, and ordinary techniques will not be difficult for him. If you don’t mind, please take him there."

"Since you have received your recommendation, you should obey it. If you are pretending, we dare not bother you any more. I hope you will take more care of me," Young Master Cang Yue said sincerely.

After wiping his nose and tears with his sleeves, the little boy sobbed and said, "Sir, don't be anxious. Little boy, boy, wuwu... I would like to go on your behalf."

Blocked by a group of tall men, Chen Baiqi had a small body and had to peek in through the gap. She wondered in her heart - when the little boy was pinched by Mr. Xiangbo just now, he shivered in pain and was clearly awake.

Why did he pretend to be faint in front of Young Master Cang Yue?

On the occasion of bidding farewell to Young Master Cang Yue, Mr. Xiang Bo stood up to say goodbye to him. Unexpectedly, when he just reached the doorstep, he bumped into the edge of a pillar, and his back foot slipped.

He lost his balance and fell backwards.

Chen Baiqi, who was walking to the back of the team with small steps, turned his head when he heard the voice, and happened to see this scene in his eyes. Without thinking, he turned around and stretched out his arms to catch him.

"Are you okay?"

Mr. Xiang Bo only heard a gentle and smiling female voice brushing past his ears. Then in an instant, he couldn't help but slam into Chen Baiqi's chest. In order to maintain stability, he swung his arms subconsciously and hugged the person in front of him.

.

No matter how weak his son is, his bones are strong, and no matter how upright his daughter is, her skin is like water. With this hug, he feels that the object he touches is as petite and soft as if it has no bones. It is fragrant and soft, making people pity, and the touch is incredible!
Chapter completed!