Zhao Feng had his emotions engraved on his face. How could Qin Li not see through his thoughts? He spat out a mouthful of white mist, which was a bit unfamiliar. Because it had been left for many years, these old cigarettes no longer tasted like they used to. Just like his mood at the moment: "Great justice"

Think it’s weird?”

Zhao Feng scratched his face in embarrassment.

"It's not because Gong Su wants to bite him every time he mentions that person. After so many years of hostility, he suddenly told me that you were friends... This is not very understandable..." He was so surprised.

Reasonable.

Gong Su is a very slow-tempered person.

To put it more bluntly, he is alienated from everyone.

Qin Li's background was very high. He was born into the royal family. Although he was not qualified to inherit the throne, his direct descendants were all members of the clan and were responsible for mastering the royal family's name book and managing the trivial affairs of the royal family. In the royal family,

The status and reputation are extremely high.

Before the subjugation of the country, the most miserable days in his life were the few years he spent practicing cultivation, but this "pure misery" was compared with his own. In the eyes of outsiders, he was still exquisite and carefree. He was born to sit high in the clouds, looking down at the world's futility.

Mr. Worry.

How can such a person easily make friends with others?

Even for people like Zhao Feng, it was their experience of escaping together and sharing the joys and sorrows that made Qin Li accept him. But counting the time, Qin Li should have regarded Qi Shan as a friend before the country was in turmoil! At that time, he would

Who to accept?

Zhao Feng's curiosity almost jumped out.

Qin Li said calmly: "When I was in Shouyang."

Zhao Feng: "..."

He was completely stunned!

!

He subconsciously raised his hand to retort, patted his chest and said: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! When you, Gongsu, were leading the practice at the Shouyang Mountain Ancestral Temple, I was there too! Then how could Qi Yuanliang avoid my eyes and follow me?

Sir, have you made friends?"

When Qin Li led his disciples to practice in the ancestral temple, Zhao Feng was just a young general who had just reached the stage of becoming a human being. He cherished his future very much and patrolled the mountains conscientiously with hundreds of guards under his account every day to ensure that the royal family

The personal safety of the next generation Zongzheng. After these years, he will gain qualifications and his military rank may be promoted.

Zhao Feng didn't notice anything unusual!

Qin Li told himself that he had been seduced by Qi Yuanliang during his years at Shouyang Ancestral Temple. Zhao Feng was a little angry for no reason! It felt like the cabbage on his fence had been eaten by someone, and he

But it was only after many years that we found out.

Qin Li said: "It's easy to avoid you, right?"

After all, he is also a very capable literary scholar.

Training with hair was originally just a pretense to avoid royal battles. Even if he had a calm mind, his age would make it impossible for him to stay on the mountain eating fast and chanting Buddha for several years. Occasionally he would still sneak down the mountain.

Of course, no one can discover it.

Zhao Feng: "..."

Qin Li gradually found a familiar feeling in swallowing the clouds and puffing out the mist: "However, if I knew that I would meet Qi Yuanliang if I secretly went down the mountain, squatting on the mountain with the ancient Buddha with green lantern would not be so boring."

Men on the roadside should not pick it up randomly.

This sentence is not only said to women, but also to men.

Qin Li: "At that time, the country was already in turmoil..."

He found Qishan who was seriously injured and unconscious on the roadside. He was kind-hearted and picked him up to prevent the strange and good-looking young man from being dragged away and slaughtered by the hungry people passing by. Because the royal family only focused on fighting for power, there was a drought in the country.

No one bothers to solve it. No one takes action to supervise it. No matter how much disaster relief food is thrown, it will only be the result of corruption at all levels, fattening countless insects.

The relief grains received by the common people were mixed with a large amount of sand, stones, and bran... However, in more than a month, no less than a hundred thousand hungry people gathered near the royal capital. There were not a few grains of corn in the porridge at the official disaster relief porridge shed, and the porridge was so thin

If you drop a handful of wood, it will float quickly. In this case, it is not surprising that people cannibalize each other. An adult lying on the roadside can eat enough for several days!

Young people also have great fortune, and they can recover within a few days of self-cultivation.

Qin Li could talk to the young man very well, as if they had a good understanding.

Because of his youth, he sneaks down the mountain more often, and every day he has to find ways to battle wits and courage with the honest guard Zhao Feng. But when he thinks of the young man who is compatible in all aspects, it is worth the effort. The other party really understands him.

Got it!

Xiao Wenqing and Qin Li soon made the young man a confidant. They exchanged names with each other. The other party's surname was Qi, his given name was Shan, and his character was Yuan Liang.

He is kind and good, his skin and temperament are as gentle as jade.

Qin Li, who had little social experience, naturally fell into the trap.

At that time, Qi Shan was a heavy smoker. Almost every time he saw the other party, he would smoke without leaving his hand, and his brows would often frown. Qin Li had never seen this object before, so he was curious about it. Qi Shan smiled warmly and harmlessly, and invited:

【Want to try?】

Even though Qi Shan mixed the weakest tobacco leaves, Qin Li still choked. He was puzzled as to why his friend liked such strange things. Qi Shan said: [Probably because this kind of thing can relieve the worries in my heart. I am used to it...

…]

Qin Li warned his friends with a sullen face: "Indulging in foreign objects is ultimately an act of escape, and the problem has not been solved."

The real solution to sorrow is to solve the source of sorrow.

What's the use of just relying on this pipe?

Qi Shan just chuckled: "It's not just for this reason. I used to work hard as a staff member, and I had to study countermeasures until late at night every day. If I don't have some of this, how can Qi Shan survive? This thing can also refresh your mind.

The refreshing effect is a priceless treasure for people like Qi.】

Qin Li frowned slightly: [Is there any other use for this? 】

Qishan said: [There is, but there is nothing wrong with it.]

He bluntly said that he had been slapped more harshly because of the heavy burden recently. He was usually very restrained. After all, the profession of counselor requires strong self-control and cannot be dependent on external things. Qin Li felt relieved after hearing this.

many.

Qin Li discovered that although this friend came from another country as a wanderer, his political acumen and demonstrated governance ability were rare talents. Seeing that his face was a bit depressed, he made some insinuations and said that he could help recommend him.

.

Qi Shan was startled: [Huh—let’s talk about it again.]

Qin Li was surprised and said: "Yuanliang doesn't want to become an official?"

Qi Shan smiled and said: [If you are not willing to become an official, why should Qi learn a skill? He studied hard for many years in a cold window, just to help the Ming Lord and bring a bright future to the world. It's just that he was heartbroken before, so he wanted to cultivate for a while before talking about it.

other.】

Alas, none of his lords were obedient.

What's the use of keeping a disobedient lord?

The young man looked at the orange light on the pipe, and his smile was a little cold. However, Qin Li was still wearing a filter at the moment, so he didn't notice any clues. Qin Li was not short of money, and he paid for every activity. Yes.

With sufficient funds for activities, the two of them went boating on the lake, went hiking on the mountain, or attended poetry tea parties with their identities concealed, watching scholars from various schools recite poems and compete for beauty.

The only thing that puzzled Qin Li was that Qi Shan rarely touched on his past, and Qin Li only thought that his past was something he couldn't bear to look back on.

Qin Li's life before Qin Li was quite regular, like a caged bird, pampered and noble, beautiful but lacking a bit of freedom. But Qishan was different. He had traveled around the world in these years and had a wide range of knowledge, and he could understand the political situation of any place.

Analysis shows that he can talk about the folk customs of any place. There is almost nothing he has not been to and there is nothing he does not know.

What's even more wonderful is that he also has a wonderful painting technique.

Qin Li had never heard of or seen, and all of them were fully restored in his writings, making people yearn for them.

【I really want to travel around the mountains and rivers with Yuanliang.】

Qi Shan said: [That won’t work.]

【Why is this?】

[In the future, Gongsu will be the leader of a country, and he will be involved in government affairs. How can he run around like an idle guy like me? 】

Qin Li sighed: [But Zongzheng has nothing good.]

There was an inexplicable look in Qi Shan's eyes: [Gong Su is saying this now just because you still have it. Once you lose it, you will know what it feels like to have the dead that cannot be traced... All the confidence is because you really have it.

!]

Qin Li said: [Maybe.]

The memories come to an end.

Zhao Feng's goosebumps fell all over the floor.

His face was complicated: "Gongsu, you are very powerful."

He actually did so many things with Qi Yuanliang under his nose, including but not limited to one burning incense and playing the piano, the other painting, Qi Shan gave Qin Li many works. At this time, Zhao Feng remembered that Qin Li did have something.

Only boxes contain paintings.

When he was fleeing for his life, everyone was in financial difficulties. Qin Li sold all his precious accessories and gave them to everyone in exchange for rice, flour and cloth, but he never thought of selling his paintings. Now that he thought about it, it was not that he didn't want to sell, but Qin Li's paintings could not be sold.
To be continued...