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"Two months is not enough time? Why don't we just move the wedding date back by two months?" Chen Pipi didn't understand, so she scratched her head and said.

After finishing the words, the master paused while drinking tea, and looked at the little fat man together with Ning Que.

"Since Xiao Shisan wants to get married on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, we should respect his decision, but the two-month preparation is indeed a bit hasty. I wonder what your plan is?" The master glanced at Chen Pipi and noticed that Zhou Ji was looking at him With a sharp gaze, he smiled at Ning Que as if ignoring him.

Ning Que smiled crookedly, turned to look at Zhou Ji, lowered his posture a bit, and begged, "Senior brother and Mr. Zhou have profound supernatural powers, and they travel thousands of miles in just a short while, can you please help send the invitation card, so that , even guests who are far away can receive invitations, and they have enough time to come to Chang'an."

Seeing the smile on Ning Que's mouth, Zhou Ji suddenly understood what he was thinking. Li slowly glanced at the two of them and smiled, "It's rare for the academy to meet such a happy event in decades. It's just sending invitations. No."

Zhou Ji nodded helplessly, and said with a wry smile, "Since Mr. Da has agreed, I have no objection."

"That's great." Ning Que put his palms together and smiled, "When we went to the wasteland, we broke into Tianqi Mountain together, and we lived and died together, and we suffered together. Now that Daoist girl happens to be still in the capital, Tang Xiao The girl worshiped under the third senior sister again, but "

Ning Que stepped forward, showing a regretful expression, "Only Lord Mo Shan of Mochi Garden is thousands of miles away in the Dahe Kingdom, and he has not heard from him for half a year. Now that my wedding with Sangsang is coming soon, can I ask Zhou Sir, help me go to the Mochi Garden, send the invitation to Lord Mo Shan, and invite her to come with you?"

Sure enough.

Ning Quetu saw it poorly, but it was also within Zhou Ji's expectation.

Sang Sang, as Haotian's human carrier, married Ning Que one day earlier, and Zhou Ji and his wife could feel at ease one day earlier.

That's why they agreed with Ning Que's wedding date on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. If Ning Que and Sangsang said they wanted to keep everything simple, they would vote with four hands, and the wedding could be arranged tonight.

Master stroked his beard and smiled, looked at Zhou Ji and said, "Then I will trouble Fellow Daoist Zhou."

The other gentlemen all looked at Yu Lian with weird expressions, and their eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, as if unwilling and regretful.

Ning Que noticed the gazes of the senior brothers and sisters, and then thought of the third senior sister in the crowd. He glanced at her quietly, and saw that she was still dignified and calm, unmoved by external objects. Only slightly relieved.

Mochiyuan. Zhou Ji seemed to see the quiet woman standing in the snow before his eyes, turned around and smiled at him with a bit of shyness and stubbornness.

Six months.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

As Ning Que said, during the half a year since Mo Shanzhu set off to return to Dahe Country, there was no news and he was never mentioned again.

Zhou Ji had promised Mo Shan that everything in the capital would be settled, and he would go to Mochi Garden to see her in some spare time. Now that half a year has passed, Zhou Ji has never been to Mochi Garden once, nor has he received a letter from Dahe. country letter.

In the thatched cottage, Ning Que was still discussing the details of the wedding with everyone in the academy. The seventh senior sister, Muyou, was the best at weaving and embroidery, so she naturally became the focus of the topic. When talking about whether white gauze could be used on the wedding day, Muyou seemed to have a feeling. Looking back, she saw the figure of the third senior sister leaving quietly from the crowd and walking out of the half-closed door.

Muyou tilted her head in doubt, and when she heard Ning Que's call, she turned her head and said, "You mean to make it fluffy by layering white gauze?"

Next to the low wall outside the courtyard.

The spring water in the distance is clear and gurgling into the green lake.

A big white goose occupied the mountain path proudly, jumped into the lake with a plop, and rippled one after another on the calm lake.

Outside the Zhou Ji courtyard, I heard the gentle footsteps coming from behind, and the faint fragrance from far to near, as if it was too far away to be elusive, but also as if it was within reach.

"Why did you come out?"

Without looking back, I already knew who was coming.

Yu Lian walked lightly, stopped beside Zhou Ji, and said calmly, "Xiao Shisan was discussing the wedding dress with Seventh Junior Sister, and I came out because I was idle and bored."

Zhou Ji glanced at it. From the half-closed door, several gentlemen could be seen trying to persuade Ning Que not to use white gauze to make wedding dresses for the wedding. Zhou Ji shook his head and chuckled. The woman in the Confucian robe looked up and down, but she caught her eye.

"What are you thinking?" Yu Lian lowered her head to look at her clothes, with a somewhat curious look in her calm eyes.

Zhou Ji said casually, "I was thinking that we have known each other for more than ten years. From the time I broke into the old bookstore to see you, you seem to have been wearing this outfit all the time. Although I like your outfit, but look It's been a long time, and occasionally I still think about it, what would you look like if you changed into other clothes?"

Having said that, Zhou Ji's tone paused, and he suddenly realized that he waved his hands again and again, "Don't get me wrong, this thick blue Confucian gown is very suitable for your temperament, demure, elegant, intellectual, dignified, no matter how you look at it, I am Just say it, say it casually."

Yu Lian's eyes showed a bit of a smile, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said with a slight smile, "I didn't misunderstand."

"It's good if there's no misunderstanding, it's good if there's no misunderstanding~" Zhou Ji coughed lightly, and suddenly noticed the sight coming from behind, the discussion in the thatched cottage gradually subsided, turned around, and heads turned from the doorway and the window sill After a while, the voice of the discussion became louder again, but the content became messy and disorderly, obviously telling him and Yu Lian deliberately.

Three days later, Ning Que dealt with many matters of the academy and the pen studio, and then took Sangsang to the city to meet the long-awaited God of Heaven. Ye Hongyu lived with Zhou Ji every day, so he had already Knowing the matter of the two people's wedding, and telling the matter to the God of Heaven, the God of Heaven was not surprised when he received the invitation, but rather liked Sangsang, Wei Guangming's chosen successor.

In her body, Tianyu seemed to see the purest Haotian Shenhui in the world. For a moment, he regretted not being able to prevent Ye Hongyu from making a contract with the academy, so he wanted to invite Sangsang again during the conversation, and his tone was not so much An invitation is more like a prayer.

Ning Que could feel the sincerity and sincerity of the great priest of Tianyu, turned his head to look at Sangsang, and said in a deep voice, "To be honest, it's not that I don't want to, it's that she doesn't want to, but I must support all her decisions."

The great priest of Tianyu looked at Sangsang, and said with some expectation, "Sangsang, what do you think?"

Sang Sang looked at Ning Que weakly, and Ning Que nodded slightly to show an encouraging look. Sang Sang dared to look at the priest of Tianyu. "It's okay, if you haven't figured it out, think about it slowly, since you and Mr. Shisan will get married in two months, then we will stay in the capital and wait for you to get married, and then ask you, how about it?"

Sangsang breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded embarrassingly.

On the shore of Yanming Lake, there is a waterside promenade.

A ruling cavalryman wearing Xiling armor dismounted and walked towards a floating platform in the corridor.

Zhou Ji was sitting on the stone bench on the floating platform fishing, not far away, Ye Hongyu sat cross-legged and refined the Zhuxian imitation sword in his hand, feeling something in his heart, and turned his eyes to look at the visitor.

"The priest of Tianyu received the invitation and said that he would return to Xiling after Ning Que and Sangsang got married." After hearing the message from his subordinates, Ye Hongyu waved him away, walked to Zhou Ji and said.

"Have the invitations been prepared yet?" Zhou Ji was silent for a moment and asked softly.

Ye Hongyu asked suspiciously, "You don't know?"

"The invitation was decided by Ning Que and his senior brothers. I have been staying in the waterside pavilion for the past few days without knowing it." Zhou Ji put away the bamboo pole, got up and said, "I will go on a long trip in a few days. The matter here is left to you."

Ye Hongyu watched Zhou Ji pass by, and frowned, "Where are you going?"

"Send an invitation."

Zhou Ji waved his hand, walked out along the long corridor, and disappeared from Ye Hongyu's sight after a while.

"Ning Que has made countless enemies outside. Yuelun, Beiyan, Xiling, and Nanjin have always only listened to him offending others. How can any friend need you to send invitations?" Ye Hongyu murmured, suddenly, as if thinking of something, The original cold gaze changed slightly, with a trace of complicated emotions pouring into the bottom of my heart.

Turning around to look at the pavilions and waterside pavilions in front of her, the long corridor is deep, and she has traveled to every corner; she has felt the cool breeze while lying on her back.

Now, Ye Hongyu suddenly felt that maybe... when that person came to the capital again, these things would no longer belong to her alone.

Academy, old library.

Even though Zhou Ji had resigned from the job of sweeping the old library a long time ago, the students and professors who came and went to the academy still retained their respectful title and etiquette. Passing by two students who stopped to salute, Zhou Ji stretched out his hand to silence In order to prevent the students in the building from disturbing the gentle figure who is concentrating on writing.

A few students beside the bookshelf signaled to each other, and slipped out quietly through the side door. Yu Lian kept writing, as if aware of Zhou Ji's arrival, and said, "You scared people away again."

"I just signaled that they don't need to salute, just as if I don't exist, who knows that they avoid me, as if they are afraid of me?" Zhou Ji shrugged innocently, and smiled wryly with some doubts, "I don't seem to have ever called Have you scolded and punished them? I really don’t know what they are afraid of?”

"." Yu Lian lowered her head to write, but didn't answer. She didn't put down the brush until the page on the table was full, then looked at Zhou Ji and said, "Are you here to get the invitation?"

Zhou Ji smiled and said, "How do you know?"

"Xiao Shisan has an appointment today to meet the God of God, and the one who lives with you will naturally receive the news." Yu Lian looked calmly, and when he mentioned the God of Heaven and Ye Hongyu, his tone was as usual, only with her Zhou Ji, who has been together for more than ten years, can only notice the slightest change.

After finishing speaking, Yu Lian took out two invitations from her sleeve and handed them to Zhou Ji. Zhou Ji took the invitations and thanked her. Yu Lian shook her head lightly, looked at Zhou Ji and said, "The marriage between Xiao Shisan and Sangsang has already been completed. Start the preparations, common etiquette, everything is complicated, since you are a fellow of Xiao Shisan, will you come back to help after sending the invitations?"

"certainly."

Zhou Ji glanced at the invitation in his hand, shook it at Yu Lian, and said with a smile, "However, I still have to ask Xiao Hongyuer to help me in the preliminary preparations. When I rush back to the capital, I'm afraid the wedding date is approaching."

Looking at the smile on Zhou Ji's face, Yu Lian already had the answer in her heart.

Picking up the pen and soaking in the ink, he lowered his head and continued to draw regular script. The smile on Zhou Ji's face gradually calmed down, and he quietly looked at the silhouette of Yu Lian. After a long time, he turned and left.

Back at the Waterside Pavilion, it was almost dusk. Zhou Jiyao saw the solitary red figure on the floating platform, walked up, and couldn't help laughing, "Are you being locked by someone? Why are you motionless?"

"The finger is like a gust of wind, and the momentum is like lightning." Zhou Ji said and pointed to a sword, turned it over in front of him, and tapped Ye Hongyu a few times.

Ye Hongyu came to his senses, and then realized that he had been looking at the spot for so long, seeing Zhou Ji's childish behavior, gave him a blank look, and said faintly, "I was just thinking, I lived here unconsciously. It’s been more than half a year, and it seems that I haven’t really looked at this place seriously.”

"Tsk~ Why did the Daoist girl become so sentimental?" Zhou Ji smiled, and with a movement of his fingertips, he took out an invitation card from the square diagram in the void. "Here, this is for you."

Ye Hongyu glanced at the invitation, but didn't take it immediately, her eyes were calm, as usual, "Just this one?"

"How many more do you want?" Zhou Ji couldn't help laughing, "There is another one, which is to be sent elsewhere."

"Great River Country?" Ye Hongyu said softly.

Zhou Ji nodded.

Ye Hongyu put away the invitation, looked at Zhou Ji and said, "When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow?" Zhou Ji shrugged and said with a smile, "Go early and come back early."

"Got it." Ye Hongyu turned around and was about to go back to the house, but Zhou Ji stopped her.

After hearing Zhou Ji's request, Ye Hongyu didn't agree or refuse, but when he heard the word 'on behalf of him', his eyes flashed, his steps turned and he walked towards the kitchen.

Zhou Ji laughed dumbfoundedly, shook his head, and walked towards the main hall.

The capital city goes south, Yujian Feixian.

The hunting wind whizzed past Zhou Ji's ears, and amidst the tumbling sea of ​​clouds, the sword light pierced the sky and passed over the academy.

Although the supernatural power of shrinking the ground to an inch is easy to use, it is not suitable for long-distance teleportation. At least it is more convenient to fly with the sword until the realm of near-distance and almost no distance is cultivated.

Zhu Xian's imitation sword is not Zhu Xian, but it is also made of Gengjin rare mine collected by Ye Hongyu after becoming the chief executive. Before leaving, Ye Hongyu wanted to lend Zhu Xian's imitation sword to Zhou Ji, but Zhou Ji declined. The stubborn character insisted on grinding Zhou Ji for a long time, threatening to repay the favor and not wanting to owe him too much, Zhou Ji had no choice but to accept the imitation sword.

Ever since Zhu Xian was created by imitating the sword that saved her in her childhood, this imitation sword has been inseparable. It has long been another spiritual sustenance of Ye Hongyu. Now that Zhou Ji has left, the imitation sword has been lent out again. After half a year Even though Zhou Ji believes that she is capable of facing everything head on, he still asks Li to slowly find Ye Su, who is preaching in the capital, and secretly protect Ye Hongyu's safety.