"He begged to kill my master."
This is what Fang Yan thinks.
Why is there such a strong desire? Because in his heart, he subconsciously believed that the reason why the Fang family ended up in Ru Ming's situation was most directly related to the fact that the old drunkard Mo Qingdi had his veins severed by the dragon. It can also be said that this is the flash point.
If the old drunkard still doesn't underestimate the enemy, who dares to bully and provoke the Fang family
If the old drunkard still doesn't underestimate the enemy, who dares to kill Fang Yixing and want to destroy Fang Yan's family
If the old drunkard still underestimates the enemy, Fang Yan's life should not be as difficult and dangerous as it is now, right
Just like a scene often played in TV dramas, the male protagonist's family is a wealthy family, but as the head of the family, his father was killed. The protagonist's anger level soared and he began to get angry and vowed to avenge his father----
Fang Yan is the leading actor in another bloody drama.
There are people who are thousands of miles away who can take a person's head, and there are many people who ask for a murderous master while talking and laughing.
After hearing Fang Yan's words, both Zhang Jianjun and Gongsun Qi's expressions changed drastically.
Zhang Jianjun looked at Fang Yan with a solemn expression and said: "Fang Yan, shut up and be careful--Senior Shenlong is not an important weapon of the country, so you must not attack him with words."
Fang Yan said with a smile: "He is not a valuable weapon of the country, so now it is impossible to scold him? At that time, Qinglong Mo was not a valuable weapon of the country, right? At that time, even the chief took special care of him, right? So what? No? Are you still having your hamstring broken? You can hear the new ones laughing, but the old ones crying - does that mean the country has a wrong attitude towards the old people who serve the country?"
Zhang Jianjun shook his head and said: "The situation was different. Did they challenge it fairly at that time -----"
"He didn't say anything about the Bu Yuanping challenge." Fang Yan said seriously. "When he challenges Shenlong, I really hope that Brother Jianjun can be a witness for them-----"
People who practice martial arts value the relationship between their masters and their masters the most. A master is like a father and has the grace to pass on skills and vocations, and Gongsun Qi is no exception.
Hearing Fang Yan's words asking him to kill his master, Gongsun Qi sneered and said, "It's really ridiculous to look at the sky through a well." I don't even think about defeating him, and I really want to challenge my master--are you afraid that I won't be able to withstand the power of my master's sword? He knows why I hate my master so much. Is it because he hurt my senior brother? Don’t underestimate me. Back then, Mo Qingdi was invincible when he was at his peak, but he was still defeated by his master's rabbit-headed sword, not to mention the immature me——"
"Okay, okay." Zhang Jianjun swung his legs and said, "We two don't want to argue with each other as soon as we meet - let's all take a seat. We really want to talk about business."
Fang Yan's expression changed very quickly, and he said with a smile: "Guests and hosts, follow the arrangements of Brother Jianjun."
Gongsun Qi has always followed the iceberg route and kept a straight face from the moment they met, so I don't know what his mood is now.
Under Zhang Jianjun's arrangement, Fang Yan and Gongsun Qi walked on his left and right respectively.
When Li Mingyun saw the guests at the table, he quickly turned around and went out to tell the restaurant to prepare the dishes.
The dishes are all home-style stir-fries, and the ingredients are not surprising, but the cooking methods are very exquisite.
Zhang Jianjun looked at Fang Yan and Gongsun Qi and said, "I heard that people in the world are good at drinking. I wonder if you two are in the mood to have a few drinks? Can the three of them drink something red?"
"If you don't agree with me, I won't drink anymore." Gongsun Qi refused directly.
Fang Yan also looked at Zhang Jianjun with a smile and said: "Is he a good drinker? But let's see who he drinks with - how can you meet a friend without drinking? Why don't he have a few drinks with brother Jianjun?" ?”
Zhang Jianjun nodded and said, "That's fine. The two of them drink a bottle, half a catty each ----- He doesn't dare to drink too much, and he begs to return to the chief to serve him after the meal."
"Understood." Fang Yan said.
Gongsun Qi didn't drink, nor did he move the chopsticks in front of him. It's like Fu Cuo has no appetite for the table full of food.
Fang Yan and Zhang Jianjun drank three glasses of wine in a row and drank most of the bottle of red wine.
Fang Yan smiled and said, "Brother Jianjun has a good drinking capacity."
After a few glasses of wine, Zhang Jianjun fell in love with Fang Yan. Although he was worried about Gongsun Qi's identity as a disciple of Shenlong, he felt in his heart that the guy who liked to act cool and show off had too low an emotional intelligence and looked like a 250-year-old. He laughed. He continued: "Back then, I was from the military, and later I was asked to work by my side. The leader was the leader of the Iron-Blooded Regiment, and he led his brothers to attack one mountain after another in the east - until now, he really likes joining the army. The Ministry is looking for some talents to work around us. He has always said that the army is hard and there are too few opportunities. Many talented young people have no chance to get ahead----"
Fang Yan raised his glass and said with reverence: "To the chief."
"To the chief." Zhang Jianjun clinked glasses with Fang Yan again.
Gongsun Qi also wanted to 'respect the chief', but the two of them didn't call him at all, and he was too embarrassed to come over with a tea cup, so he had to suppress his dissatisfaction in his heart.
After a bottle of wine, Zhang Jianjun's face turned red, but Fang Yan looked like a normal person.
Zhang Jianjun laughed loudly, slapped Fang Yan on the shoulder hard and said: "He heard his husband chatting with the chief, saying that we children in Yanziwu drink in measures - at that time, he felt that his husband was bragging, but now it seems that it is true in this way."
Fang Yan smiled modestly and said, "Sir, you can really brag. You can blow the cow into the air in one breath----"
"He knows that Brother Fang Yan didn't drink well tomorrow. Let's have a good reunion in another month. Bu Nao, Wei Nao came to us tomorrow and there is indeed an urgent matter that requires the two of us to get involved -----"
"What's going on?" Fang Yan asked. Gongsun Qi also looked over with curiosity.
Zhang Jianjun smiled and said: "That matter is too confidential, and there is no place to shut up. That time we were invited out, Lord, because the chief told us that the two of us would be responsible for this task separately - let's have a meal and get to know each other first. After a while, we can cooperate tacitly when performing tasks in the future."
Fang Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Jianjun, haven't I investigated before? They both - he wants to slap him to death with a palm, and he also wants to stab him to death with a sword. In such a situation, how can Can the two of you cooperate tacitly?"
Zhang Jianjun's face became solemn and he said: "If private hatred is too great, national hatred is too great? If we can't distinguish private hatred and national hatred, and delay national affairs because of external fighting - who do we think will be hit in the future? "
"-----" Fang Yan and Gongsun Qi looked at each other wrongly, and both of them fell silent.
Zhang Jianjun's expression softened slightly and he said: "We are both the country's best talents. One is from Yanziwu and the other is from Xuanbu - one is a folk soul and the other is an official elite. From now on, the two There are too many things that require cooperation, and the two of us - we must distinguish the priorities."
Fang Yan nodded with absolute certainty and said, "Brother Jianjun, don't worry. He will definitely cooperate actively and work hard to complete the task - it's hard to say whether his teammates will cheat him."
Gongsun Qi's face was full of disdain and he sneered and said: "People who shut up and listen well generally don't look good when they do things-----"
"Don't tell me about Fei Fei in front of their big brother Jianjun - there are so many people in government departments who shut up and listen well, isn't it bad to do things well?"
"Damn--"
Gongsun Qi suffered a big loss with his words, so he thought about drawing his sword.
Zhang Jianjun waved his legs and said: "Now we know each other. Let's wait for the mission notification. Someone will contact us then."
After saying that, Zhang Jianjun pushed away his chair and stood up to leave.
When he reached the door, Zhang Jianjun stopped again, turned around and looked at Fang Yan and Gongsun Qi and said, "He has already paid for the tea and meals. Please tell me if you two broke any tables, chairs or other objects, then... Please pay for it yourself - a friendly reminder to Yidong, the things there are really not cheap."
After that, he left with a smile.
Fang Yan and Gongsun Qi walked there, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, as if they were ready to draw a sword at Ke Ke at any moment.
After a long time, Gongsun Qi looked at Fang Yan and asked, "The things there are expensive?"
"It doesn't look cheap," Fang Yan said.
"Have I brought any money?"
"No."
Wow----
Gongsun Qi stood up, looked at Fang Yan with cold eyes, and said, "In that case, let's choose the moon to fight again----"
"Then it's settled." Fang Yan said.
Gongsun Qi snorted coldly, pushed the door open and left with an extremely free and easy attitude.
Fang Yan walked in place, thinking about his own thoughts.
Gongsun Qi appears, so where is his master Shenlong Xiao Buxiao
He broke the hamstring of old drunkard Mo Qingdi. He should be worried about the Fang family's revenge at home, right? Did his eyes catch his
Quite frankly, even though Zhang Jianjun knew that his Fang family had a grudge against Shenlong, he still made a move to bring himself and Gongsun Qi together. What on earth was he trying to do? Is that what he means, or what the old man behind him means
"I can't figure it out." Fang Yan drank up the remaining drop of wine in the cup and muttered to himself, "I really can't figure it out."
When Zhang Jianjun returned to Silver Needle Courtyard, the old man was walking in front of the table practicing calligraphy.
Zhang Jianjun diligently ran to help the old man make a cup of tea, and then stood quietly and watched from a distance.
The old man was born in the army, so his calligraphy is not very beautiful and his writing skills are not very high. But the strength is so great that the ink penetrates the back of the paper.
Moreover, every horizontal line, vertical line, and stroke of his handwriting are all extremely regular, and they look upright and generous, as if they were mimeographed to practice for students.
Of course, he himself was not writing imitating the copybook.
"With ease."
The four big characters on the Xuan paper, because of the excessive force, looked like four big ink balls at a glance.
After the old man finished writing, he looked at it carefully for a while, shook his head slightly and said: "He has always followed the principle of being able to deal with others with ease, but he is not at all comfortable when he writes himself--too superficial and frivolous. Shen means the word is heavy."
"I beg you if you don't like it, he can put it away and frame it on their living room wall." Zhang Jianjun said with a smile.
The old man threw the brush into the ink pool and said, "If you like it, I'll take it, but if not, I won't frame it. If you do that, you won't frame it because the calligraphy is good, but not because of the identity of the writer - ----I can never learn that kind of customs and bad habits."
"No." Zhang Jianjun agreed with a smile and handed the towel to the old man to wipe his legs.
While wiping his legs, the old man looked at Zhang Jianjun and asked, "Have they met?"
"I've seen it before." Zhang Jianjun nodded and said.
"how?"
"It's on the verge of breaking out."
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