Outside Ji Yuan's room, Hu Yun stood up, shook his hair and scratched his ears. After thinking about it, he didn't dare to push the door open again, so he had to go into his room.
In the Yin Mansion, the Yin family not only treated Ji Yuan as a distinguished guest, but Hu Yun was also treated as a real guest. Naturally, he also had his own guest room, on the other side of the courtyard, opposite Ji Yuan's room.
But just as he reached the door of his room, Hu Yun stopped, looked up at the stars in the sky, then looked in the other direction, and after hesitating for a moment, he leaped away.
Hu Yun didn't want to practice or sleep at this moment, but returned to Yin Qing's study again. As a good friend of Yin Qing, he actually knew Yin Qing very well. Perhaps Yin Qing had a good impression of that princess the first time they met, otherwise he wouldn't have been so attentive.
He walked all the way to Yin Qing's study and found that the lights were still on. This time Hu Yun didn't need to hide and knocked on the door openly.
“Boom boom boom…”
"Yin Qing, it's me, can I come in?"
"come in."
Hearing Yin Qing's words, Hu Yun pushed the door open and quickly closed it to prevent the heat in the study from escaping.
Looking up at Yin Qing, he found that under the light of two bright lamps with lampshades, Yin Qing was painting at the desk with a pen in his hand. So Hu Yun walked to his side lightly, jumped onto the empty chair behind Yin Qing, and stood on tiptoe to look at the painting he was drawing.
Yin Qing didn't say anything, and seemed to be concentrating on painting. He even painted the subtle edges of clothes carefully. However, it was obvious that he did not forget his good friend. After finishing a part and changing the brush and ink, he turned to Hu Yun and said.
"There's still half a crispy chicken in the kitchen. It's what was left over from the meal in the dining hall. Except for a chicken leg that Yin Zhong tore off, most of it is still there. If you don't mind, I'll have someone bring it to you?"
"No problem, no problem. Go get it for me!"
Hu Yun had been craving for this crispy chicken for so long, so why would he care about anything else after hearing this
"Haha, then wait a moment. I'll go tell the chef. I was planning to have him make you a new meal tomorrow, but I think you want to eat it now."
As he spoke, Yin Qing put down his pen, opened the door, walked out slowly, and went to the servants' room not far away to give instructions.
When Hu Yun saw Yin Qing leave, he put his two front paws on the desk, moved closer to the painting, and looked at the person in the painting carefully.
Although it only took half the night, Yin Qing had roughly drawn what the portrait should have. The rest would take another day or two to polish carefully.
In the painting, Princess Changping is sitting on a soft couch, her face turned towards this side with a slight smile on her face. She is wearing a pearl hairpin and a silk robe, and holding a leaf opera card in her hand with her slender jade fingers slightly raised. Her every frown and smile is expressive.
"What a great painting! No wonder Mr. Ji said that the idea of skill and Taoism can mimic the gods."
As he watched, Hu Yun seemed to see Yin Qing and Princess Changping getting married and having children, and then seeing them having many children and grandchildren.
'I don't know if I can see it. I still need to practice hard and have enough skills to walk on my own!'
Hu Yun knew that he would not stay in Yin Mansion for long, because Mr. Ji would not stay in Yin Mansion for long, and Mr. Ji would leave and would not let him stay in Yin Mansion. Even Hu Yun himself knew that staying in Yin Mansion would be harmful and useless. Not to mention other things, even his cultivation would be delayed.
Mr. Ji often has to go out, and the time between his return to Ju'an Pavilion has become longer and longer in recent years. Hu Yun feels that the next time he comes back may not be short. In that case, unless Yin Qing can take the time to visit him in Ning'an County, it will probably be a long time before he sees Yin Qing and Master Yin again.
But Hu Yun thought again that he was still a monster after all, and Yin Qing would no longer be alone after he got married. The princess would always follow him, so it would be inconvenient for Yin Qing to meet and play with a monster.
As Hu Yun thought about it, he felt a little annoyed, and the joy of his friend finding his wife was also diluted a little.
"Alas, my cultivation is still not good enough. If I could have Lu Shanjun's cultivation and transform into a real human, I could wear proper scholar's clothes, walk up to Yin Qing and his wife, and say 'Hello, Brother Yin', and then 'Hello, sister-in-law'..."
Yin Qing quickly returned to the study, and Hu Yun made way for Yin Qing so that he could continue painting. After painting for a while, Yin Qing suddenly turned around and looked at Hu Yun.
"Why are you so quiet today? This is not like you."
"Nothing, I just feel like my cultivation is so bad, I've only got this much skill, it's frustrating!"
Hu Yun sat on a chair with his two paws resting on the left and right sides. His posture was very anthropomorphic and funny, especially the big fluffy tail that was swaying in front.
"Haha, although I don't know much about the cultivation of monsters, I do know a little bit. In the past, I would chat with the old turtle by the Chunmu River about some supernatural things. It has been about 40 to 50 years since you have awakened to wisdom. This speed is not slow, right?"
Yin Qing's words of comfort did not have any effect, and Hu Yun sighed.
"Then you are competing with those wild monsters. I have received guidance from Mr. Ji. Although I don't know how high his level is, it is definitely the kind that I can't see even if I explore the sky. Do you know how many monsters have the opportunity to be guided by a fairy? Well, I won't say anymore. When will the crispy chicken come?"
"It's being heated up in the kitchen, so it'll be here soon."
Hearing that Hu Yun was still concerned about food, Yin Qing felt relieved and turned around to focus on painting.
However, Hu Yun did not stay in the study room for long that night. After eating half a crispy chicken and leaving a chicken leg for Yin Qing, he went back directly, saying that he wanted to practice without slacking off.
Yin Qing's marriage cannot be finalized in a short period of time, but there is a high possibility that it will take place within a few years. Ji Yuan feels that he should have time to participate.
But now, all good things must come to an end. Ji Yuan stayed in Yin's house for quite a long time this time, and he didn't live in the capital for too long, so he said goodbye to the Yin family not long after the Lantern Festival. Of course, Ji Yuan took Hu Yun with him when he left.
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On the 20th day of the first lunar month, Ji Yuan and Hu Yun left Jingji Prefecture and headed for Jizhou. However, Ji Yuan did not go directly to Desheng Prefecture, but gradually headed towards Chunhui Prefecture.
Hu Yun had good eyesight. He saw a city next to a winding river in the distance above the clouds and knew that he was not going back to his hometown.
"Mr. Ji, are we going to Chunmu River? To see the old turtle and the big bluefish?"
Hu Yun, who had seemed a little depressed after leaving Gyeonggi Prefecture, suddenly became energetic, with a hint of excitement in his voice.
To be honest, Hu Yun felt that he only had two good friends, one was Yin Qing and the other was Big Blue Fish. As for the others, they were either elders or had average relationships with them. Maybe the little paper crane was good, but it was too difficult to communicate with him. Hu Yun didn't know what the little paper crane was thinking.
"Yes, let's go to Chunhui Mansion to see how the old turtle and the big bluefish are progressing, and also meet Bai Qi."
"Bai Qi?"
Hu Yun was stunned for a moment. He thought for a long time but couldn't remember who Bai Qi was. After confirming that he didn't know him, he asked directly.
"Mr. Ji, who is Bai Qi?"
Ji Yuan also realized that Hu Yun had never seen Bai Qi and didn't know him, so he smiled.
"He is the true god of Chunmu River, a white dragon in the river."
"Jiao, Jiaolong?"
Hu Yun shuddered subconsciously.
"Mr. Ji, I, I heard that dragons have a huge appetite. Many dragons love to eat monsters. They can also make clouds and rain, so they are worshipped as water gods by the people on earth. I, I am a fox demon..."
"A bit scared?"
"Um… "
"Don't worry, I'm here!"
Hu Yun felt a little relieved, thinking that everything would be fine as long as Mr. Ji was around.
"Mr. Ji and that Jiang Shen are friends?"
Ji Yuan was so naughty that he laughed.
"Not really a friend, but I promised to bring him a monster to eat last time. I can't find a suitable one, so I'll take you with me."
Although he knew that Mr. Ji was joking, Hu Yun was still frightened and trembled, forcing a grin.
"Sir, don't scare me, you know I'm timid..."
“Hahahahahaha…”
With a smile on his face, Ji Yuan flew his cloud and landed somewhere on the river bank outside Chunhui Prefecture.
It was early morning at this moment, and people were coming and going in and out of the city gate. The Jiangshen Temple, which is known as the number one temple in Chunmu River, was already crowded with tourists and pilgrims.
Compared with the Daliang Temple of Tingliang State, which also has a large number of people, this Jiangshen Temple is located in Chunhui Prefecture. It is more of a tourist attraction where men and women meet to play and scholars write poems and lyrics. It is less lustful and more unrestrained.
In comparison, Ji Yuan still prefers the model of Jiangshen Temple.
Coincidentally, the God of Chunmu River had just transformed into a human form at this moment, and was observing the literati and scholars writing poems and lyrics in the River God Temple. He was also a famous "storyteller" in the River God Temple.
After all, there are only a limited number of walls in Jiang Shen Temple suitable for leaving words on them. If the work is not of high quality, it is not worthy of being left on the walls that can shelter from wind and rain. Jiang Shen, who goes by the alias Bai Wenchuan, is already famous for commenting on poems, and the temple keeper also respects him very much. If he says it can be put on the wall, then it can definitely be put on the wall.
At this moment, a large group of literati gathered around the outer corridor wall of the Jiangshen Temple. There were several desks placed here, and several people were writing on white paper with pens. Watching on the side were not only scholars, but also some girls. The atmosphere was very lively.
"During the day, I cruise along the river and enjoy the spring water; at night, I step behind the curtains and watch the bright lights..."
"What a great sentence!" "Yes, Mr. Zhao is very talented in writing!"
"Yes, yes, what do you think, Mr. Bai? Can I write on the wall of the corridor?"
"Yes, yes, what do you think, Mr. Bai?"
Everyone asked Bai Qi to judge. Bai Qi, who looked like a middle-aged scholar, smiled and stroked his beard as he walked a few steps closer to the desk.
"This sentence is okay, but it's a little short!"
"Hahaha, Mr. Bai, I haven't finished writing yet. Please come back and have a look after Zhao finishes writing!"
"Okay, then I will be waiting for Mr. Zhao's masterpiece. Today..."
Having said this, Bai Qi suddenly paused, with an inexplicable look of astonishment on his face. He turned his head in one direction, and left in a hurry two breaths later, leaving the group of literati and scholars a little surprised, not knowing what had happened.
Bai Qi walked hurriedly, his steps were extremely fast. To ordinary people, he just seemed to be walking in a hurry, but in fact, his speed was even faster. He walked out of the Jiangshen Temple in a few breaths, crossed the market and turned to the side.
On the river surface on the side of the Jiang Shen Temple, Bai Qi looked from afar and saw a gentleman in a white shirt with a jade hairpin in his hair, with sideburns in front and a shawl at the back, walking towards him slowly, with a red fox following beside him.
Bai Qi's pace quickened a bit, and he raised his hands to greet loudly from a distance.
"Mr. Ji has come to Chunmujiang. I am sorry for not welcoming you in person. I am sorry for not welcoming you in person!"