Shutong's burly figure almost occupied two seats, but when he sat down, everyone except Feng Ziyu dared to stand.
"Why are you standing still? Sit down! Qingyun! You are the master. If you don't sit down, I will stand."
"Yes Yes Yes!"
The young master nodded hurriedly, and then asked Alian and Yingwu to sit down.
Unfortunately, the most awkward person at this time was this thin man. Fortunately, he was brave and clever, so he volunteered to change the dragon to compose poems without any explanation, and he was responsible for serving tea and water.
After Long Fushi readily agreed, he sat down next to Feng Ziyu with a crooked look on his face and left Qingyun aside. Even if the young master could support a boat, he couldn't help but ask:
"Wu Shi, do you know Mr. Yu?"
"Master Yu? Are you talking about Ayu?"
Long Fushi glanced at Feng Ziyu strangely, and when he saw him blinking at her suddenly, he smiled and nodded at Qingyun:
"Of course we know each other, we are childhood sweethearts! But we haven't seen each other for many years, Ayu~"
As she spoke, she actually touched Feng Ziyu's arm with her shoulder. The action seemed normal but was also a bit ambiguous.
"Hmm, it's true that Fu Shi and I haven't seen each other for many years. Thinking about it these days, I feel so worried and haunted!"
Feng Ziyu held Long Fushi's hand tightly, and the two looked like a young couple who had been separated for a long time.
"Ahem, Qingyun, this is the first time we meet. I am Shutong, the treasure vase alchemist of Xingzhi Palace."
"Student Qingyun, I have met Teacher Shutong."
Taking a deep breath and suppressing the anger in his heart, Qingyun stood up and gave a junior salute.
Shutong seemed to admire this polite and humble young man very much. He patted his thigh and laughed loudly:
"Haha, I am your teacher outside, but here, since you have a close relationship with Master Qinglian, you don't have to be so polite to me. Just call me brother to save face."
As soon as these words came out, Xiaoye and Alian breathed a sigh of relief, because at least for now, Shutong didn't seem to be angry with Qingyun because of Feixing's incident.
"Then Qingyun will help you, brother Shutong!"
"Okay, okay, hahaha~"
There were several more laughs, and his bold look reminded Qingyun of the first time he met Bai Zhizheng in Bailian City.
"Then who is this?"
"The younger generation Long Fu Shi comes from the Long family in Baizhen City, Liangzhou. Together with Sister Lian, he followed Qingyun to study in Zhijing Cave."
Before Qingyun could speak, Long Fushi introduced himself generously and gracefully.
"It turned out to be the Long family of Baizhen City. I asked how Qingyun could sneak into Zhijing Cave Heaven. It turned out that he borrowed a place from the Long family."
Shutong's eyes flashed slightly and he nodded.
At this time, Yingwu also made the first pot of tea and quickly brewed it for Shutong.
"Xiao Wu, come and sit too. There are no outsiders here, so you don't have to be so busy."
To everyone's surprise, Shutong from Xingzhi Palace actually knew Yingwu. You should know that he was just a freshman who had just entered Jiangyundong for more than ten days.
"Ha...haha...It's okay, Teacher Shutong, I am the youngest here, you guys can chat..."
Shoumagan smiled awkwardly and kept shaking his head. He ignored Shutong's invitation and went back to his own business.
At this time, Feng Ziyu first glanced at Qingyun sideways, and then asked Long Fu Shi:
"Wu Shi, I heard Qingyun say that he once rescued you from the Chang family, and then he got a quota with that old guy Long Pangui. Is this possible?"
The young master had not expected Feng Ziyu to come uninvited before, so he casually mentioned a poem written by a dragon. Fortunately, Xiao Nizi was smart and blurted out:
"Well! It was Qingyun who saved me, so I voluntarily came to Zhijing Cave with him."
After hearing this, Feng Ziyu curled up the corner of his mouth and stared at Long Fu Shi meaningfully. She blushed instantly and couldn't help but stand up and said:
"The distinguished guests are here, and the sun is setting. Why don't we invite you to have a simple meal here, and let us show our friendship as landlords."
"Haha, if you want to talk about the landlord, I am the landlord here. As a teacher, how can I let the students work hard? Come on, I will treat you to a good meal in Jiangyun City."
The tall Shutong stood up suddenly, almost knocking the small round table off, but Feng Ziyu on the side just pulled his purple robe and said with a smile:
"Is that food in Jiangyun City for people to eat? I advise Teacher Shutong to sit down and try my poetry writing skills later. I guarantee that you won't be able to swallow anything you eat in the future."
As soon as these words came out, Qingyun's face finally darkened, and his voice became cold:
"Does your family compose poetry?"
However, Feng Ziyu seemed as if he hadn't seen him before, took out the jade flute, turned it around, and said provocatively:
"Yes, otherwise it's your home?"
At this time, the little fox also realized that something was wrong, but she held Qingyun's hand tightly, as if to prevent Yunlang from getting angry.
After all, Shutong was much older than these young men, so he could see the clues at a glance. However, Feng Ziyu had a great background, and Qingyun was also the favorite of the saint. He was unwilling to offend easily, so he had to take the initiative to fight. A roundabout was started:
"Okay, okay, today we have Miss Laolong, let me, a mountain villager, see what delicacies on a jade plate are."
"Brother Shutong, you are overly complimentary!"
Long Fushi smiled sweetly, and then he set up three stoves again like a magic trick. Shutong looked shocked, but Feng Ziyu was not surprised and continued to laugh:
"Not to mention eating, just reading poems and cooking is a pleasure."
The little fox looked at the young man with a pale face, and then at Long Fushi, who was working alone, and finally decided to get up and go to help, but only heard Long Fushi's thoughtful words:
"Mei Lian, I can handle this on my own, so you can just accompany the guests."
"Sister Fu Shi, then you..."
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here to help my wife."
Not to mention, Yingwu is really good at observing words. Before Alian finished speaking, he had transformed from a tea boy to a dishwasher and a kitchen helper. However, Mrs. Sister-in-law’s shout made Long Fushi blush, but Nor did he refuse.
This finally made Qingyun's expression soften a lot. He tilted his lips and gave the sissy a proud look in the same provocative way.
However, Feng Ziyu smiled contemptuously, which made the young man feel as helpless as punching cotton, and he only heard him say loudly:
"Writing poems, I want to eat 'Wandering in the Jianghu' today~"
"No problem~ I happened to go to a nearby village today~"
Long Fu's poem tenderly complied with his words.
"Wandering around the world? What is that?"
Shutong asked curiously.
"The so-called Wandering River Fish is a slow-cooked stew of several kinds of fresh river fish. Although the method is simple, it is very particular about the control of the fire and the order in which the river fish are cooked. This is a unique secret technique for composing poetry. !”
Feng Ziyu turned the jade flute again and introduced Shutong very generously, but his eyes kept staring at Qingyun.
"How can I let you, madam, kill fish and scale it? Come on, come on, leave it to Xiao Wu!"
"Then I'll help Brother Xiaowu~"
"Wrap it around me~"
Long Fushi was in a particularly good mood, but someone's face turned blue and black, and then turned blue again.
"Sister Fu Shi, I want to eat the leftover meat from the last pig feeding. Is that okay?"
The little fox has never been picky, but today Feng Ziyu started to show off, and she also wanted to explore more meat and fish dishes.
"No problem, no problem~ Lian Mei eat more today~"
"Miss Long is so virtuous!"
Shutong couldn't help but admired.
"That is!"
"That is!"
The same words, different sounds, and two gorgeous sparks collided with each other.
In just a few words, Long Fushi had already cut out several cold dishes, and since Yingwu was still killing the fish, she served them to her personally.
"Come on, come on, you eat first, Qingyun, why don't you pour some wine for Teacher Shutong?"
"oh."
Although he felt dissatisfied, the young man still filled Shutong's glass honestly. However, even though he had lived in the human world for more than a hundred years, the generous Shutong still asked for a big bowl. It seemed that he was not going to get drunk today. No return.
"Master Yu, let's have two drinks today?"
"Okay! I just don't know how drunk you are, Qingyun."
Feng Ziyu's eyes seemed to be full of fighting spirit.
"One hundred and eighty cups can still be drunk."
The young master also showed no weakness, then rolled his eyes and said with a smile:
"One hundred and eighty cups is too much. Since Brother Shutong is here, let's just share the bowls together."
"no problem!"
Seeing this, Shutong shook his head helplessly, thinking that young people nowadays would do anything for the sake of women.
However, he was indeed a little envious of Qingyun's good fortune. Qinglian's holy beauty was famous among the clan, especially his evil appearance with white hair and purple eyes, which attracted all living beings.
It’s okay for this kid to hide his beauty in the golden house. He didn’t expect that he would actually hide two of them. Although Long Fushi’s beauty is just a little bit worse than that of the saint, it’s just a little bit more.
She is still a powerful figure in Kyushu, and her unique virtuous temperament is more attractive to the opposite sex.
"Hey, Young Master Yu also likes Miss Long at first glance, but Qingyun is indeed a good boy. Feixing's defeat to him is not too tragic. I just don't know who will win in the end."
Just when Brother Shutong was lost in thought, a charming and sweet female voice suddenly sounded outside the house:
"Hey~ Who are you entertaining today?"
But when everyone turned around, the charming look on Yan Jiu's face suddenly froze, and his gorgeous figure straightened up immediately, and said in a trembling voice:
"Shu...Teacher Shutong...student Yan Jiu...has met the teacher!"
"Haha, isn't this the famous grade repeater? Do you know Qingyun?"
"Pfft~King of repeating a grade~"
The little fox couldn't help but chuckle.
"Sister Jiu'er and I are neighbors, so we naturally know each other."
Qingyun couldn't help laughing, and nodded.
"That's good, that's good, come on, come on, come in and sit down~"
Although they had known each other for a short time, the embarrassment on Yan Jiu's face made Qingyun feel comfortable. Who told her to ruin his good deeds yesterday?
The Aquarius Alchemist from the two palaces was no joke. No matter how reluctant Yan Jiu was, he could not refuse, so he had no choice but to step in through the door.
As soon as she stepped in with her front foot, another hoarse voice like fire came from her back foot:
"Fired?"
"Oh, Cihang is here too, Qingyun, I didn't expect that you would be able to make friends with two top students from Jiangyundong just after you entered school!"
Shutong's face was filled with surprise.
