33.
The cook had to go home to prepare breakfast for her husband who was a porter at the port tomorrow. After packing up the dishes and going out, she happened to meet Hailian and the two. When the woman greeted them, she couldn't help being surprised: "Your heads are What's wrong?"
"It's okay, I didn't turn on the light in the room just now, and bumped into it in the dark." Fang Tinglan is the best at talking nonsense with his eyes open, and the candlestick on the low cabinet by the door is extinguished, and there is no light outside the window, not to mention that Hailian is half shorter than him They are tall, unless they stand on tiptoe, the two of them can only have their foreheads to the bridge of their noses.
Fortunately, the cook of the Lord's family is a vulgar person, so she didn't think too much about it. She told the two of them to be careful before they started to move, and suddenly she turned around and asked with a smile, "By the way, does Hailian have any good girls?"
"What?" Hailian was taken aback.
"If not, would you like to meet my family Alan sometime? She just happened to be old, I'm not bragging, just look at my appearance, and you'll know that my daughter is not bad looking. She is dexterous and can pick a fishing net. , weaving factory can also do it, and all my good cooking skills have been passed on to her. You see, you are young, capable, and good-looking. If you become a couple in the future and have a child, wouldn't it be... "
Seeing that the cook was getting more and more lost in her talk, and she almost had to name her future grandson, Hailian quickly dismissed her imagination: "No need, I don't have any plans for now."
"I didn't say that I must get married, I can meet you first..."
"I really don't need to see..." Hai Lian was powerless and helpless, he thought for a while, and suddenly pointed to Fang Tinglan who was happily watching the show, "If you want to find a son-in-law, you can consider him."
"Him?" The cook raised a pair of slender eyes to look at Fang Tinglan, and the other party bowed to the woman gracefully, and the cook waved her hands in fright, "No, no, how can you salute to me?" Yeah. You look at your dress and appearance, you are a distinguished guest of the master, and you will live in the golden house in the future, how can our family afford it, no, no, no."
Fang Tinglan couldn't help laughing, and Hailian stabbed him with the elbow.
Seeing that Hailian couldn't be persuaded, the cook sighed a few words, wondering which girl would be lucky in the future, and reminded the two of them that there was still a hanging fruit in the kitchen, remembering to let the lord and his wife eat it after dinner, and hugged her little one. The cloth bag hurried into the night.
"It seems that you are quite likable." Fang Tinglan said.
"Come on, if she knew what I was doing, she would probably be too scared to stand up." Hailian curled his lips, holding his arm in one hand, pointing back with the other, and raised his eyebrows, "Let's go, Gui, guest."
The dining room and the living room are separated by a narrow corridor. In the corridor are several paintings given to him by friends of the Viscount. Fang Tinglan couldn't help but take a second look when he passed by. There are a few of them with poor techniques, and you can’t sell them for much money if you put them outside, and there are also a few that look like priceless masterpieces. Viscounts, no matter how high or low, they are all framed in copper frames. What year, month, and who was the gift on the wooden sign. Fang Tinglan reached out his hand to touch the picture frame, and there was not even a speck of dust on it. He sighed in his heart, and he became more and more aware of Yo Nuoer's personality.
The two of them walked through the corridor and came to the dining room. Not only was the furnishings in the dining room overly frugal, but the table was also full of home-cooked dishes except for the chicken soup. On weekdays, the couple's meal is just a two-finger-wide piece of bacon. If there were no guests today, the day when they could drink chicken soup would be the time of the Divine Sleep Day every three months. At this time, the only two silver bowls in the family were placed in the positions of Hai Lian and Fang Tinglan, while the old couple used copper ones. Hai Lian gave way a few times, but when he saw that the old lady was about to put on a straight face and blame him, he reluctantly surrendered. .
After all, even though Hai Lian had known the old couple for three years, it was the first time they ate at the same table. He respects and takes care of the two of them very much, but he always deliberately keeps a distance from them—just like people in the White Bird District do not get mud on their feet, although he and the people in Chenming Palace are bathed in the same sunshine Now, Hailian also clearly knows that he and the Yoonor couple are not from the same world.
This meal, Hai Lian tasted like a thorn in his back, but the person sitting opposite him was different.
The young pirate swallowed a mouthful of chicken, and listened silently to Fang Tinglan and the old man talking happily. The two chatted from the poems in the south to the words in Dongzhou, and then opened up a new route from Danqie in the north to the west. We talked about the disastrous defeat of General Harvey of Fanshui Kingdom on the Gayan Heights two years ago.
"...So, you don't think Fanshui was defeated by continuous battles?"
"Yes, they lost in the speed of the news."
"Oh?"
"... The speed of information transmission is very important. If Harvey can know one day in advance that the reinforcements on the opposite side are coming from the canyon instead of Mill Mountain, the outcome of this battle will be unknown."
Even though Lord Sir and Fang Tinglan both spoke the dialect of the southern border, Hai Lian felt that every word of them together became a bible. He couldn't understand, so he just didn't bother to listen, got up and went to the clay pot by the wall to scoop up some more A bowl of chicken soup. Hailian opened the lid of the jar, the viscount's approval and Fang Tinglan's modest laughter were mixed in the steam, and clearly entered Hailian's ears. He put down the spoon, licked the two drops of soup that had slipped from the edge of the bowl to the back of his hand, and his forehead, which had long since faded from redness, suddenly felt like a needle prick.
Yes, Fang Tinglan and himself are not from the same world.
After the young man returned to his seat, Fang Tinglan glanced at him, and suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, how did Hailian and you know each other?"
Before the words were finished, Hailian and the Sir quickly exchanged a glance. The old man coughed lightly: "He once saved my wife's life and mine."
"Saved life?"
"That's right," the old lady continued, "A few years ago we were kidnapped by a gang of robbers on the outskirts of the city. You have also seen the situation of our house. We couldn't make up the ransom at all, but luckily God has blessed us. Actually escaped from the den of thieves, and when we were hunted down, Hailian, who had never known us before, pointed out a wrong path for those people, and that’s how we survived.”
This passage is half-truth and half-false, and any curious person who has come to inquire about this matter will get this set of rhetoric. unexpected. The upright Viscount and his wife can insist on lying so much, it can only be said that they want to protect the little girl they adopted, and also want to protect Hailian. Fang Tinglan remembered the conversation with Zhou Buyi before, and couldn't help smiling: "It's really a great kindness."
The old lady asked, "What about you? What are you doing here at Tisu?"
"I'm here to collect a final payment." Fang Tinglan replied.
Hailian raised her eyelids and glanced at him, then snorted coldly. Fang Tinglan pretended not to hear it, and then he suddenly stopped talking about those profound and complicated wars, academics and politics, and instead talked about all kinds of things he had seen and heard when he was in Dongzhou. Men are naturally eloquent, whether it is a market gathering attended by the people or a trip with a friend, a small matter can also be said wittily, making the couple laugh uncontrollably, and a meal is originally a meal for entertaining guests The relaxed atmosphere became like a family feast for children returning from a long journey and their parents.
And when Fang Tinglan talked about the scene of his hunting in autumn one year, his eyes moved quietly to the face of Hailian who was sitting opposite. The corner of the little pirate's mouth was still pursed down unhappily, but the focus on the story in his pupils completely betrayed him. When he saw Fang Tinglan stopped talking again, he couldn't help frowning, and the knife mark in the corner of his eye also twitched: "Don't be secretive!" , what happened behind?"
"Later..." Fang Tinglan dragged his voice, "Later we went to find that sea dongqing, and found my mark on the feathered arrow piercing its skull, so I took the lead."
"Tch, it's just a fluke."
The other party's eyes lit up when he heard the result, but he insisted on being stubborn. Fang Tinglan was in a good mood because of this: "I am lucky, and it is also my ability."
After dinner, the old man went to the next door to borrow a carriage, Fang Tinglan took the initiative to help the old lady wash the dishes, Hai Lian became a superfluous person, he gnawed on a pear, and leaned against the door to watch Fang Tinglan He quickly put the dishes into the cupboard: "I thought Fang Qianwei was the kind of young master who doesn't work hard and doesn't know the grain."
"You always misunderstand me a lot." Fang Tinglan smiled at him, "It's you, why don't you come to help me?"
"Hailian helped you in the afternoon. He killed the chicken today." The lady said, "Today you two are willing to accompany me and the old man to have dinner. We don't know how happy we are. If Mr. Fang lives in Jiumeng City, he can often Come."
"Definitely." Fang Tinglan agreed.
34.
The horse is an old horse, and the cart is a freight car. A wooden board in the front is used as a seat board, and the open-air carriage in the back was originally filled with all kinds of messy sundries. Fang Tinglan pulled the rope skillfully, and beckoned Hailian to sit beside him. Hailian hesitated for a moment before sitting down next to Fang Tinglan. The two said goodbye to the Viscount and his wife, and the carriage creaked and walked forward.
At first, Fang Tinglan thought that the other party didn't want to sit with him, so his limbs became stiff. After walking for a while, he realized that the other party's eyes were fixed on the old horse all the time, and his body was as tense as if he was going to run away at any time, as if this What a ferocious monster a bony beast is.
"Are you afraid of horses?" he asked.
"I..." Hailian swallowed his saliva, and said to him from left to right, "You'd better slow down, Jiumeng City has a clear rule that anyone who gallops in a carriage on the street will be imprisoned for at least a month."
Fang Tinglan laughed: "Such an old horse, even if I want to gallop, I can't gallop." Now the speed of the two of them is basically the same as walking. If Hai Lianlian is nervous like this, it is not difficult for him to guess that the little pirate must have been here before. What has happened to the above, "Have you been hit by a speeding carriage?"
"It was almost." Hailian corrected.
Alas, clichés are too easy. Fang Tinglan shook his head and sighed in his heart, but he didn't feel guilty at all. He also suggested gently: "Then you sit in the back, and you won't be afraid if you don't look at this horse."
This suggestion is good, Hai Lian immediately breathed a sigh of relief as if he had received an amnesty, supported the carriage and turned around to go to the carriage, the two of them changed from side by side to back to back.
Hai Lian sat down firmly and touched Fang Tinglan's back with his elbow: "Didn't you say that you were looking for the old man to talk about business? Talk about it now."
"Yes," Fang Tinglan turned his head back slightly, and the other party happened to be looking at him. When the two eyes met, he continued, "The person you want to kill is called Fecna."
Before the ending sound came out of his lips, the pupils in the eyes that were staring at him shrank suddenly: "Who are you talking about?!"
"Fecona," Fang Tinglan repeated, "you don't want to say you can't do it, do you?"
"You want me to kill Fecona?" Hailian repeated, raising his voice, "Are you kidding me, do you know who he is?"
"I know, the old man said that he is the strongest pirate in Yunhai," Fang Tinglan said, "Are you afraid of him?"
Hailian sneered: "I've never been afraid of anyone at sea."
Fang Tinglan raised his eyebrows: "Then why don't you want to do it?"
"Because it's difficult, and it's not cost-effective. Not only is Fecna's whereabouts uncertain, but the fleet and people around him are not vegetarians. If you want me to assassinate such a person, it's as difficult as asking me to go to the palace and kill the Amber King alone. Hai Lian's eyes were sharp, "What's more, to be an enemy of Fecna is to be an enemy to more than half of the pirates in Sand Ghost Bay."
"I see." Fang Tinglan lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked again, "Do all the pirates listen to him?"
Hai Lian shook his head: "How is that possible." The Venomous Bee alone had many dreams of taking advantage of the fire to rob the Fecona family's fleet, and actually pulled out its teeth on the tiger's mouth twice, not to mention the other pirates. . There is no law at sea, let alone morality. In the final analysis, only gunpowder and machetes are considered.
"That's fine." Fang Tinglan laughed. He drove the old horse through a section of potholed cobblestone road, the wheels were bumpy, and the wooden boards under the seat seemed to be falling apart at any moment. After the section of the road that seemed to bite his tongue when he swallowed his saliva, the man whispered: "I When the time comes, I will go to Sand Ghost Bay with you."