night.
Fan Qingyi followed the palace maid and entered Xiao Tuo's yard.
After passing through several corridors, he finally saw Xiao Tuo sitting in the courtyard waiting for him.
"Hello, General Xiao."
"Brother Fan, please take a seat." Xiao Tuo had already asked people to prepare wine and food. When he saw him sit down, he personally poured him wine.
Fan Qingyi was not at all restrained. He naturally picked up the wine glass and said, "Thank you, General Xiao, for your hospitality. I will toast you first."
When Xiao Tuo heard this, his expression instantly fell, and he said unhappily: "Qing Yi, you and I can just call each other brothers, there's no need to be so distant."
He thought, judging from Fan Qingyi's appearance, he should be no more than 20 years old. If Fan Qingyi and he became brothers, and he and Qin Zhou really got married in the future, wouldn't Qin Zhou have to call him uncle
The thought of this makes me so happy!
Fan Qingyi also wanted to get close to him, so he was naturally very happy to hear him say that.
After the two of them compared their ages, they actually started to call each other brothers.
Fan Qingyi's eyes flickered as he raised his glass high: "Brother Tuo, Qingyi toasts you a glass, cheers."
"Go to hell?" Xiao Tuo's face was full of surprise.
Fan Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then he withdrew his hand and unconsciously turned the wine glass in his hand. His long eyelashes obscured the brilliance in his eyes, and he explained in a stiff throat, "In our hometown dialect, it means cheers."
"I see. This is the first time I've heard people say "go to die" while toasting. The dialect in your hometown is quite unique. Come, let's go to die." Seeing that his expression was a little gloomy, Xiao Tuo smiled, raised his glass, and said, imitating Fan Qingyi's pronunciation.
"Yes, but this was also spread from other villages. People in our village also found it interesting, so they started telling it as well." Fan Qingyi clinked glasses with him, drank it all in one gulp, and smiled.
Until Fan Qingyi got Xiao Tuo drunk, Fan Qingyi tried to test him several times, but he couldn't get anything out of him, so he had to give up.
This Xiao Tuo knows nothing about the modern world and doesn't seem like someone who would know Zi'an.
However, Xiao Tuo was quite suspicious of him and kept testing him.
Fan Qingyi lowered his head and saw Xiao Tuo still talking about going to die in a daze, and couldn't help but find it a little funny.
"Come, someone, General Xiao is drunk, you help him in, burp. I, I want to go back too." Fan Qingyi called the palace servants who were guarding in the distance. Seeing that they went to help Xiao Tuo, he pretended to be drunk and was about to leave with unsteady steps.
Little Dumpling hurriedly chased after him and supported him: "Sir, sir, our yard is over here."
"Oh yes."
——I am the big red string that is tied with a knot and a bow between Fan and Qin——
It has been several days since the apprenticeship ceremony. During these days, Fan Qingyi went there to teach Murong Jin for two hours every day.
Apart from learning a lot about Qin Zhou's preferences, I gained nothing else!
Murong Jin, this little brat, has a tighter mouth than Xiao Tuo!
When she was alone with him, she never mentioned anything except Qin Zhou.
Fortunately, although Murong Jin had only practiced Fan Qingyi's health-preserving boxing for a few days, it had already shown some effects. Qin Zhou rewarded him with a lot of gold, silver and treasures, and Eunuch Yuanbao's smile to him became even kinder.
Although Qin Zhou mentioned the idea of going on a secret tour last time, there was no follow-up. Moreover, the time she came to Murong Jin's place in the past few days just happened to be different from Fan Qingyi's, which made Fan Qingyi a little distressed.
What reason or excuse should he find to get close to Qin Zhou
As Fan Qingyi was thinking, his peripheral vision happened to catch sight of the batch of romance novels that Qin Zhou had sent over last time.
Got it!
(End of this chapter)