"My husband calls him Da Chen, is it a native of the Chen Dynasty?" someone asked.

"That's right." The man did not hide it.

Someone also said: "I think my husband's behavior is not like an ordinary merchant, but more like a scholar. Most of the merchants gather here. I am afraid that the husband will be insulted here."

The man coughed lightly: "I am not a scholar or a businessman, I just came here to join in the fun."

He was talking just now, but his body was still sitting upright like a pineapple. There were all businessmen here. How could he not tell that his style was obviously from a family, but since they were unwilling to say it, they did not ask questions, so they took the opportunity to talk about the customs and customs of the Zhou Dynasty.

Chen Qiao was moved by these words and then fell into deep thought. When he came to his senses, he realized that he had opened his mouth and picked up the Suge handed over by Yan Wushi.

The latter also asked tenderly and sweetly: "A Qiao, is it delicious?"

Chen Qiao: "..."

It was indecent to spit out something that had entered his mouth, so he could only swallow it with difficulty, his face slightly distorted.

If he hadn't had some understanding of Yan Wushi, Chen Qiao would really think that the other party intended to take him as a pamper, but in fact, the other party often just wanted to see him change color and make fun of it, just like saving him at the foot of the Banpu Peak.

The word Yan Wushi and a good person is completely incompatible. His motivation for saving people and doing things is by no means out of helping others. If it were others, he might feel at ease and not to blame each other. However, Chen Qiao is a gentleman with a gentle temperament and a gentle and consciously accepting the other party's favor. No matter what Yan Wushi's original intention is, he has benefited a lot. As long as the other party does not do anything that is harmful to the world, he will let the other party go and not make much trouble.

But it is precisely because of his personality that Yan Wushi has repeatedly become playful and always wants to test his bottom line. Every time he sees Chen Qiao changing color, his mood will be better.

After a while, Yan Wushi scooped another spoonful of soup, but Chen Qiao refused to speak anyway.

Others didn't know the inside story, and only saw one person feeding, one person wanted to greet but refused, and confirmed the relationship between them. The man's sleeves had been everywhere since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and it was not uncommon. Merchants were knowledgeable, but although they were amazed, they did not avoid suspicion, and they did not make any fuss.

Chen Qiao lost weight a lot due to illness, and his majesty when he was the head coach also faded a lot. When he was not serious or angry, he looked like a kind of sick beauty. Although Yan Wushi looked at it, his attitude towards Chen Qiao was careless and teased him indifferently, and he didn't seem to be so lovely. So someone was happy to see the hunt and came forward to chat with him, "Good, my husband, I don't know what to call him. Next Zhoufang, a native of Longxi, has been doing business for generations. I don't know if he will be destined to make acquaintances?"

Yan Wushi didn't get up, and sat there, lazily, saying, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Fang was also a rich man in Longxi. Seeing that he didn't report his name and ignored him, he felt a little unhappy: "Is this a favorite? I am willing to buy it for twenty gold. I wonder if you are willing to give up?"

Yan Wushi said with a loud voice, turned his head to Chen Qiao and said, "A Qiao, even if you don't go to the world, you can still make money every day with just a face. When I sell you to him, I will find an opportunity to take you away and find a new buyer. Now, in less than a month, we can enjoy it in the beautiful house of Chang'an!"

Chen Qiao was used to this kind of nonsense, and ignored him when he heard this, and said to Zhou Fang: "Mr. Zhou misunderstood, I am not favored."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the slowly and windy temperament naturally came out. Just listening to this tone, Zhou Fang knew that he was indeed frivolous just now. It was definitely impossible for a person like the other party to be a pet.

"I am abrupt, please don't mind." Zhou Fang was a little embarrassed, "Dare you ask the man's name Gao, is he lucky to meet him?"

Chen Qiao: "It's down to Shen Qiao."

Zhou Fang: "Is there a tree in the south?"

Chen Qiao: "Have soft and gentle all gods, and the mountain of He Qiao."

Zhou Fang shouted and smiled awkwardly: "This word is rare. Today is not a fight or not, so please don't blame Zhou for being rude. I will come to the door to apologize again."

Chen Qiao smiled and said, "You are kind to Mr. Zhou, there is no need to come to the door. I have bad eyes and I am afraid of being inconvenient to treat guests. If I have the chance to meet you in the future, I will definitely entertain Mr. Zhou with a glass of wine."

When it comes to this, the other party is not ready to hold on anymore. He bows down and says a few polite words, then says goodbye and leaves.

Yan Wushi was interesting to watch and didn't interrupt from beginning to end. Until Zhou Fang left, Fang smiled and said, "A Qiao, you are so unlovely. The twenty gold that I was about to get was just flying with wings."

Such conversations are nine times a day, and Chen Qiao has long been used to it and has only been unheard of.

He wanted to get up and go back to his room, but Yan Wushi stopped him: "The flowers are in the outskirts of the early spring, go and see them before coming back."

When Yan Wushi spoke, he usually did not seek advice, but had already made a decision.

Chen Qiao's martial arts skills are not as good as others now, but it does not mean that he has no autonomy when they get along. He shook his head when he heard this: "No, Sect Master Yan will give up, I'll go back to my room."

But Yan Wushi grabbed his wrist and refused to leave: "You are in the room all day long, except for being dazed, I am polite to you and let you go and relax."

Chen Qiao: "..."

He was good in the room every day, but he was not dazed, but either meditating and practicing qigong or thinking about "Zhu Yangce". So over the years, his health has gradually improved and his skills have also slowly recovered. Now his martial arts have almost recovered to about 40% of the time before he was injured. However, the book "Zhu Yangce" is really profound. He still dares not say that he has fully understood the volume taught by his master Qi Fengge at that time.

Now that there is a new book of delusion, it seems that others are completely worth ecstatic and cannot find anything. Chen Qiao ponders day and night, but he deeply feels that Tao Hongjing is a genius and the contents of his works are profound and mysterious, which cannot be understood in a short while. Anyway, his eyes are not good, and he doesn't walk around during the day, so he simply sits in the room and thinks silently, but occasionally gains something, which is the pleasure of sitting in a stubborn place.

But if Yan Wushi wanted to do something, he would never give others the chance to refuse. Chen Qiao could not beat him, so he could only be pulled away.

Just after walking a few steps, a voice came from behind: "Prince Yan, please stay."

The two stopped and turned around. Chen Qiao squinted his eyes and looked at him carefully. He was in a state of uncertainty because of his frequent injuries. His eyes were often better and worse now. He could look at the outline when it was good, and when it was bad, he could completely reach out and see his five fingers. He has recovered a little recently. With the sunshine, he recognized the person he had just talked about at the table.

The other party revealed Yan Wushi's identity in one word. It was obviously prepared and might only appear on the table because of them.

Huang Shangren walked step by step, stopped five or six steps in front of the two, bowed and bowed to show his respect: "Xie Xiang, under the Linchuan Academy, met the Sect Master Yan."

There was another person with him, who was older than Xie Xiang: "Zhan Ziqian, the disciple of Linchuan Academy, and the leader Yan was in peace."

Yan Wushi refused to say anything, glanced at Zhan Ziqian, and his eyes fell back to Xie Xiang: "Are you the most proud disciple of Yu Yan Kehui?"

Xie Xiang: "I dare not be praised by Sect Master Yan, but the Palace Master Ru Yan is indeed my teacher."

Yan Wushiqi said, "Where did you hear that I was praising you? I have another sentence after that, but Er's words didn't say it."

Xie Xiang's mouth twitched.

Chen Qiao: "..."

Zhan Ziqian: "..."

Chen Qiao has a good temper and is stimulated by Yan Wushi in everyday life. He is used to it naturally. He is already numb when facing his sarcasm that is comparable to a sword, but he still sympathizes with the young man in front of him.

He had heard of Xie Xiang's name. The other party was born in the Xie family of Chenjun, and was the most outstanding disciple of the Linchuan Academy. It is rumored that Ru Yan Kehui intends to cultivate him to take over his mantle. He does not disappoint his master's expectations. He has already jumped to the forefront of the younger generation of masters at a young age. His martial arts have been mastered by Ru Yan Kehui.

Not only that, I heard that he was also outstripping Confucianism in Confucianism. Linchuan Academy often recruited Confucian scholars from all over the world to discuss Confucianism. Xie Xiang was always the leader in the table. Such a person, others would always be polite to see his master's face, not to mention that he himself was equally outstanding and had heard such similar ridicule words.

The disciples who can be valued by Ru Yan Kehui are not impulsive and angry people after all. The angry look flashed across his face, and Xie Xiang returned to peace: "Xie was ordered by the palace master to send an invitation, and wanted to invite Sect Master Yan to meet at Huiyang Tower in Chang'an on the fifth day of the fifth month."

Yan Wushi laughed and said, "Yan Kehui wants to see me, just let him do it himself, what's the point?"

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, Xie Xiang said in a deep voice: "I don't know if Xiang is lucky, so I will ask Master Yan for advice?"

Yan Wushi smiled slightly and suddenly pointed at Chen Qiao: "Do you believe it or not, can you even beat him?"

It’s just that Chen Qiao is too deceptive, and the intimacy that Yan Wushi showed just now, even Xie Xiang misunderstood. He frowned and didn’t even look at Chen Qiao: “Sect Master Yan is a hero of a generation, why should he downgrade himself and humiliate me with his favor?"

Yan Wushi pulled Chen Qiao, who had stood a little far away, and his tone was so sweet that it was about to drip out of juice: "A Qiao, he is scolding you, are you just holding it back?"

Chen Qiao: "..."

Why can he be affected by standing by the side without saying a word?

The author has something to say:

Chen Qiao: Sect Master Yan is deeply skilled in fanning the flames and provoking discord, fearing that the world will not be in chaos, and I admire him.

Yan Wushi: That is why I like you, which gives you such honor.

Chen Qiao (incredible): I am mocking you, can’t you hear it?

Yan Wushi: A Qiao, you are so gentle even to mock people (づ￣3￣)づ╭
Chapter completed!