Chapter 157: Crying and Laughing There is an earthen tomb next to the empty tomb. Fang Jie placed a wild flower in front of both graves. A flower commemorates the dead master, and a flower commemorates the dead ambition. Fan Gucheng Fang Jie took a deep breath, and the appearance of the border town emerged clearly in his mind. It was a small town that would never disappear from his memory. Although he only lived there for three years, those three years were extremely precious comfort to him. That was a watershed in Fang Jie¡¯s life. Before arriving at Fan Gu, he experienced many dangers. After leaving Fan Gu, he flourished. That place is an important node in Fang Jie¡¯s life. But Fang Jie would never have imagined that there were so many secrets hidden in that small border town. If he knew that there was a secret hidden in the Daxue Mountain, he would probably not be able to help but make an association. What is the connection between the secrets of these two places? Mr. Jiu¡¯s death was just an episode for Fang Jie. The most important thing is that Fang Jie learned about Fan Gucheng from Mr. Jiu. He looked down at the thing in his hand that could enable people to travel through the void, weighed it, and put it back into the deerskin bag. Perhaps even he himself would not have thought of how useful this thing would be in the future. No matter what, it would be shocking to find something like this that represents the absolute level of technology in the era in which Fang Jie lives. This is an era when people's wisdom is relatively ignorant. Although civilization has developed greatly, if an ordinary person sees the role of this thing, he is afraid that its function will be attributed to gods. Chang'an City No one knew when Fang Jie left the city. He knew that Wu Yiyi had been watching secretly. If anything unexpected happened, Wu Yiyi would definitely take action. There is no doubt that Wu Yiyi's current cultivation level is far stronger than Fang Jie's. Fang Jie even thought about whether Wu Yiyi had already stepped into that level. However, Fang Jie felt that he still didn¡¯t understand Wu Yiyi. He knows that Wu Daodao¡¯s mind is not on secular rights. Maybe he has a higher and higher pursuit. This pursuit is martial arts? So Fang Jie couldn't figure out what Wu Yiyi wanted. Wu Daodao definitely didn't want to be someone like King Dalun Ming. If he didn't say it himself, others wouldn't be able to guess. When Fang Jie returned to the city, it was still as quiet as if he had never left. There are basically no obstacles to things in the city. It seems that the next thing to do is to wait for the king ceremony. After the ceremony, if nothing unexpected happens, Fang Jie will personally lead his troops to Lingmen Pass in Jiangbei Province. News has spread from Lingmen Pass that the man leading the troops in the south is Kuoketai Mengge, the Great Khan of the Meng Yuan Dynasty. Walking on East 23rd Street, Fang Jie did not avoid the people. He smiled and greeted everyone who knew him, but those people's attitude towards him had already changed. Times have changed, and now the merchants on East 23rd Street all rush to salute when they see Fang Jie. In the past, when he walked on the street, many people would joke with him. Fang Jie must adapt to all this. Pushing open the door of the shop, Fang Jie found that the room had been cleaned. The former neighbor came over cautiously, lowered his head and smiled and said that he knew you were back, so the old neighbors specially cleaned up this shop. Fang Jie suddenly said thank you sincerely, and then an idea suddenly came to his mind. "Can you please inform my old neighbors that I will treat everyone to dinner on this street tomorrow." The neighbor was stunned for a moment and quickly said how dare you. Fang Jie said: "I won't be able to come back often to see everyone in the future, so I still have to invite you to this meal." At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind: "If you invite everyone to dinner, I will take the girls on the street Dance." Fang Jie knew who it was without looking back. The little master chose a very remote place, that is, the tea house not far from East 23rd Street. Fang Jie had been here before, and the house opposite the teahouse had been converted into a workshop, which was built by Wu Daodao himself. Seeing this house, Fang Jie couldn't help but think of the young man named Fang Henshui. He was just a little head catcher who went through all the hard work to report to Chang'an from a small seaside town in the southeast. His fate changed when he went north, and he ended up with a miserable ending. Fang Jie knew that it was none other than Fang Jie who changed Fang Henshui's life. If Shen Qingshan and the others hadn't protected the fake Fang Jie from being chased by the Buddha Sect, Fang Henshui would not have discovered the bodies of the Buddha Sect disciples. If those corpses hadn't appeared, he might still be living a leisurely life in the small town at this time. Later, people from the Ouchi Guards Office went to?That small town brought Fang Henshui's parents. However, no matter what, it was a very sad thing that his parents could only take their son's body home. Thinking of this, Fang Jie felt a little distracted. The young master sat opposite Fang Jie, resting his chin on his hands and looking at him unblinkingly. Fang Jie looked out the window in confusion, and she looked at Fang Jie in confusion. "The tea is cold." After a while, the young master remembered that he had not taken a sip of the tea. "Huh?" Fang Jie's thoughts were brought back to reality by the words of the young master. He smiled apologetically: "I was distracted and thought of something else. I'm sorry." "When you are with other women, you will also Are you distracted?" The young master asked with a slightly resentful tone. Fang Jie was startled: "Woman?" His eyes wandered over the young master's body and involuntarily stayed on the bulging chest for a moment. The skirt of the little master is cut to fit perfectly, so even when sitting, the waist and chest can be clearly outlined. When the clothes fit very well, the clothes will push up a little when you sit down, so your chest will appear to be particularly high. "So you are really a woman. I have always treated you like a little girl." Fang Jie's eyes made the young master blush. She lowered her head as if she didn't know what to say, but soon she puffed up her chest and looked at Fang Jie. His eyes said: "Don't you ignore enough things?" The meaning of these words was a bit deep, so Fang Jie became a little unnatural. He turned his head to one side, not daring to meet the young master's eyes. After a while, he found a topic to break up the atmosphere: "I have always known you as Xiao Dangjia, Xiao Dingdian, but I still don't know your real name." "Why do you pay attention to this?" Xiao Dangjia's tone Fang Jie became more and more uncomfortable. He subconsciously picked up the tea and took a sip, but accidentally spilled some on his clothes. The young master took out a handkerchief and handed it to Fang Jie. Fang Jie took it and wiped the corners of his mouth, and a scent of fragrance immediately poured into his nose. Only then did Fang Jie realize that there was something special about the place where the young master took the handkerchief. The clothes she is wearing today are one of the ones designed by Fang Jie in Chang'an City, which are similar to cheongsam. So her handkerchief was placed in the gap between the buttons on the side of her chest. Under her clothes was her undergarment. The handkerchief was stuffed there, and the fragrance on it might come from her body fragrance. What a charming part that is? So Fang Jie¡¯s hand suddenly froze there, neither holding the handkerchief nor putting it down. The young master's mind was not on this, and he did not notice Fang Jie's embarrassment: "My name is Su Wan, and I will only tell you once. If you can't remember my name, then you don't need to meet me again in the future. Sometimes I I'm just angry, why can you always remember the trivial things and know everything when doing things, but you can't find some particularly obvious things?" Fang Jie coughed: "The tea is good." The young master glanced at him. Then he sighed softly. "Can you go for a walk with me?" she said. Fang Jie nodded: "Okay, it's okay to go for a walk, it's a bit depressing here." He just felt that the atmosphere between the two people was a bit weird, and he was uncomfortable with her sitting face to face like this. In the past, when they were together with the young master, the two of them would mostly fight and bicker. But today, with such a ladylike little master sitting in front of him, he felt a kind of pressure. He got up and settled the tea bill with the boss. The boss obviously didn't remember Fang Jie. After collecting the tea bill, he looked at the house opposite in a daze: "The Duke of Zhen has come back. Opposite my teahouse is his old man's property. I don¡¯t know when I will be lucky enough to see him. Last time when the Duke of Zhen came back to the city, I went to pick him up at the city gate, but I couldn¡¯t squeeze in at all. It was so crowded.¡± Fang Jie smiled: ¡°He is also a human being, with a nose. What¡¯s so good about two eyes?¡± The boss was immediately unhappy and rolled his eyes at Fang Jie: ¡°My guest, although you are beautiful, you don¡¯t know that Duke Zhen is really beautiful. He is the most beautiful man in the world." The young master couldn't help but cover his mouth and smiled: "He is also the most stupid man in the world." Fang Jie quickly pulled the young master out and escaped by holding her hand. If you escape slower, I'm afraid that the handful of copper coins you gave to the boss before will be smashed back. If someone yells at someone, how will the two of them deal with it? After running along the street for a while, the young master's face turned redder and redder. Only then did Fang Jie realize that he was still holding her hand. He quickly let go and found that his palm was a little damp. It was the young master's hand.??The sweat in my heart. Although she hadn't run very far, there was quite a lot of sweat on her palms. Of course, Fang Jie really didn¡¯t think about these details in detail. "Do you know why I asked you to pay for my walk?" The young master walked with his head lowered and asked in a very soft voice. Fang Jie walked a little behind Xiao Dangjia, where he could see Xiao Dangjia's fully mature figure. Slightly thin but rounded shoulders, a slender and straight neck, gradually narrowing along the arc of the back to reveal a slender waist, and then the arc enlarged, and the two buttocks were wrapped so tightly by the skirt. Round and straight. Fang Jie only glanced at it and immediately looked away. After so many years, he is no longer the green young man, and she has also transformed from a bud waiting to bloom into a delicate flower. "Why?" Fang Jie asked. "My aunt said that it's time for me to get married at my age." When she walked, the ponytail behind her could hang down to her hips, swinging back and forth. "I said I didn't want to get married, but the aunt said that a woman must have a destination after all. If she doesn't have her own destination, she will feel powerless and lonely as she gets older. I thought about it and told the aunt that I wanted to get married. Just marry me to a remote place far away. It doesn't matter if I am poor. My aunt asked me why. I said that if the person I married was not him, then I would stay far away and don't want to miss him." Fang Jie immediately stepped away. He paused, feeling a little sad. His affection for the young master does not seem to be the same as between a man and a woman. However, when the young master said these words, his heart ached a little. "I won't marry." He shook his head: "If you want to get married, ask me first." The young master also stopped and looked back at him: "Why am I asking you?" Fang Jie couldn't answer. The young master smiled at him, stretched out his hand and took his hand: "Just walk with me like this. When I get married out of Chang'an City, I have to have some memories." The two of them walked slowly hand in hand. Fang Jie didn¡¯t dare to look at her face. Because she is crying. "I know there is a person in a place who has good character, is handsome, and treats people well. Do you want to take you to meet him? He happens to have a house in Chang'an City, and he is there. If it works, It's a good marriage." Fang explained. The young master's face turned a little pale, then he bit his lip and nodded: "Okay, since you chose him, he must be good, so go and have a look. If he is really good, I will go there with my dowry myself!" Fang Jie hummed, took the young master's hand and ran into a small alley. There were many soldiers in black armor standing in the alley. When they saw Fang Jie approaching, they were all surprised and saluted quickly. Fang Jie took the young master and ran all the way to a door and stopped, pointed there and said: "We're here." The young master's face was sad. When he saw the door, he suddenly became startled. Then he turned around and got into Fang Jie's arms, waving. The fist hit his chest. This is the small gate at the back of Changchun Garden. Fang Jie stroked her long hair: "I don't know if this is fair or unfair to you. However, I don't want you to be unhappy. You should be the little boss who is happy all day long. You just said Yes, you bring the dowry yourself, I have to check it to see if it is rich enough." The young master cried and smiled.