C73 To Test the Leader of the Talisman Pavilion

The next day, Fu Ting's muddle-headed muddle-headed laughter woke him up and he thought he was in a dream. After staring blankly for a long time, he finally reacted. A few small ones were catching fish in the shallow stream. He rubbed his eyes and sat up to take a closer look. The injured person took off his shirt. He was carrying a piece of cloth that was scattered all over his back, dragging a sharp branch and teaching him what to do.

Looking at Ye Qingcheng's wheat-colored skin, the strong body of Fu Ting silently swallowed his saliva and thought, "It's early in the morning. Who should I show it to?"

Seeing that Boss had woken up, Fu Rongjing walked over with a dissected fish in his hands. "Big Brother, look, we have fish to eat."

When Fu Ting saw it, although it was not as big as a palm, it was still food. However, God was still unable to recover from a certain person's exposed upper body. "We don't have a pot..."

Fu Rong was stunned when he heard that. He held the fish in his hand and stared blankly for a while before he turned around and shouted, "Brother Ye, we don't have a pot?" It was obviously a question, not a statement. Did he want another big brother to become a pot?

"It doesn't matter." Ye Qingcheng put down the branch in his hand and came back: "Let's roast and eat." He took the fish and put it on the branch: "Just like that, we'll be able to eat it in a while." She then took out some salt from the pile of clothes soaked in blood, "Look, there's also salt."

This time, it was Fu Ting's turn to be dumbfounded. Why hadn't he thought of bringing some salt with him? If a person did not eat salt, they would not have the strength to do so. "Thank you." Thus, he sincerely thanked her. "Thank you, brother, for being here." He then instructed the tallest of them, Fu Xuanzhi, to take out his inner clothes. "Although I can't wear them on my chest, they can at least cover me..."

Please, a certain someone was already so familiar with each other by the age of two. Was it really good to reveal his upper body like this?

After washing up, he went back to sit by the fire. He took the skewers of fish and helped roast them. "This cave is cold and cold. It's a summer resort." Outside, the sun was high up in the sky. The temperature of the fire in the cave was just right.

"I'll have to trouble you with something." Ye Qingcheng said with some embarrassment: "You know how to sew clothes." He picked up the clothes next to him and ripped them apart: "Look at this back..."

In this generation, the pavilion's leader had never been involved in sewing clothes and thread before. However, they had done sewing buttons in their previous life. Although his skills were very sloppy, it was still better than being worn out. "Show me." When he took the button, he smelled a fishy smell. "I didn't wash it..."

Seeing him take the clothes, Ye Qingcheng was so happy that she could not tell what it felt like. In short, she was happy and happy. Such a matter could have troubled Xuan Zhi and the others, but he insisted on giving it to the Pavilion Master. Of course, his intention was that such a task could only be done by the people closest to him. Wait a minute. All kinds of random thoughts...

"Can I trouble Pavilion to help me wash up again?" Seeing the displeasure on his face, he hurriedly turned his body sideways and showed half of his back to someone. "It's really inconvenient for me to do this."

If it's not convenient for you, why do you want to fish? Fu Rongzhi couldn't be bothered to expose him. He handed the roasted fish to Fu Rong, took off his shoes, and walked to the stream to wash it carefully.

When Xuan Zhizi saw that he wanted to help, he remembered that she was the only woman among these people. He had to learn weaving sooner or later. It was better to learn how to wash clothes and make up for it now. Thus, he pretended not to see her. He led Fu Hua upstream and continued to fish.

After washing the fish, they were also roasted. Everyone gathered around the fire and happily finished eating the fish. Satisfied, they held their stomachs and went into the grass nest. Each of them started to read a book while shaking their heads.

"The homework I arranged." When Fu Ting saw that Ye Qingcheng did not understand, he automatically explained, "Although it's escaping knowledge, we can't lose it."

When he was out on a diplomatic mission, Great Zhou had heard from Uncle Zhong Yi's servants that his brothers were all professors of Fu Ting. Ye Qingcheng was not surprised: "The fight outside is already like this, why are you still studying?" However, he did not think that on the escape route, he would still not forget to study and teach.

"If you don't work hard, your old disciple will be sad." Looking at his brothers who were reading seriously, Fu Ting looked at them and changed the topic. "Look at you, brother. You have also studied before."

He has not only read it, but also competed with us! However, he did not dare to say that. "Master is talented in literature and martial arts. Everything Qingcheng has learned is taught by Master."

"The descendant of the Qi Family is indeed extraordinary." After Fu Ting's sincere praise, he asked again, "Have you accepted the test?"

Ye Qingcheng shook his head: "I wanted to take the test, but I had no choice but to become a bastard son. Father, you are not allowed to take the spring test." Knowing that his son didn't make it to Emperor Wen's final imperial examination due to filial piety, Ye Qingcheng also felt sorry for him: "Isn't it a war disaster now? Don't even think about imperial examinations."

" That's right. " When he thought about how he had entered the capital that year, he felt as if he had just been reborn. Fu Ting felt his heart ache. "My family keeps filial piety..." He pointed at the white clothes on the few of them. "It's useless to say all of this now. There's no autumn examination to talk about now that there's a war."

"Does your family have any relatives with the Zhongyi House in the capital?" Ye Qingcheng saw that he had already said this and directly asked: "Do you know the current number one scholar, Fu Si?"

He thought that Ye Qingcheng had already told him everything, so he couldn't hide it any longer. Thus, he smiled in shame: "The pavilion is Fu Si." Thus, he picked up a few important pieces of information from the chaotic bandits in the capital: "I am the pavilion's leader, Fu Si really doesn't dare to use it. On the way to Jiangnan, please don't mention Fu Si again, Brother Qingcheng. "

Ye Qingcheng nodded her head in understanding, and naturally mentioned Fu Siyi's famous Qiong Lin Compete. "No wonder Ting Zhizi admires Ji Cheng so much. I must have seen the elegant demeanor of the prince at the Qiong Lin Banquet." They had met more than once at the Junlin Banquet, especially during the song competition. He was standing right opposite of him, so why did Fu Ting Zhi not recognize him at all? This question had been in his heart since the moment he met, and now he had the opportunity to ask.

"It's just a glance from afar." Since there was nothing else to do, they started to chat about the banquet. In the end, they did not even mention the victory of the competition. "That righteous prince obviously spared some face. As an envoy, he should have some reservations. "

Ye Qingcheng wanted to tell him that he really couldn't tell who the pair was, so he swallowed his words. The mansion of the Talisman Pavilion was adorned with the title of Zhong Yi, so their true identities were completely at odds with each other. He didn't dare to imagine what kind of situation it would be if his identity was exposed.

Just as he was immersed in his thoughts, Fu Hua, who was reading, walked over and pointed at a place. He asked, "I don't know much about this place..." Coincidentally, he changed the topic.