Fox Breeding Rules

Chapter 75 "Practice"

Night fell on the city, and the lights in the house flickered.

In short, in the end, Tao An didn't dare to let Yi Zikan eat this unknown food, but if he couldn't eat this divine flower, he wouldn't be able to improve his cultivation, so he had to use another way to cultivate...

Tao An put her hands against Yi Zikan's chest: "Aren't you meditating?"

Yi Zikan pressed up, and the fierce breath of his warm chest wrapped him up. He stretched out his hand to untangle Tao'an's hair and his belt: "The rise and fall of a country is your own responsibility, and you can't escape it. Naturally, you have to practice together... ..."

Tao An was picked up by him and took off his shoes, just nestling in this man's firm and strong arms, it was also a comfort in this cold winter.

In winter, the charcoal fire in the house is burning vigorously, and the room is full of spring scenery.

The rooster crowed three times, and the sky just turned white.

Tao An lay face down on the bed, gasped a few times, her throat hurt as if it had been filed, and swallowing saliva could not relieve it.

Yi Zikan covered him with the quilt and patted him on the back, then hugged him annoyingly and pressed him down again: "Little fox, you should sleep well for a while, it's dawn, I'll make you something to eat and bring you a bowl of water , I'll call you when I'm done."

Tao An was already about to fall asleep in a drowsy state, and said a few words from between her teeth: "Shut up, get out."

"Okay." Yi Zikan obediently got out and went to cook.

But at this point, the housekeeper was already waiting outside the door.

"My lord, are you going to court?" the butler asked when he saw him come out.

"No." Yi Zikan went into the kitchen without pausing.

The housekeeper was not young anymore, he stood there and calmed down.

Seeing this, the sweeping servant stepped forward to appease him: "Uncle Liu, your lord has always been like this. You have been calling him every day for more than ten days, but he won't go. You still come calling, aren't you tired?"

Liu Shuyu educated the young boy earnestly: "Whether or not we go to the master's house is the master's business. We must do everything well, and we must not forget our identities."

The little servant curled his lips: "I have never seen us in the eyes of the Master of the National Teacher. Last time, a little maid accidentally knocked over the food for the adults. The adults acted as if they hadn't seen it, and put their heads on Mr. Tao's shoulders." He didn't even move his upper body, he didn't understand the servants, he couldn't see us at all."

Uncle Liu opened his mouth and said nothing, what he said was indeed the truth, it seemed that only Mr. Tao could be seen in the eyes of adults.

"Ah——Although Mr. Tao is a man, he is like a witch who confuses and harms the people."

"Shut up!" Uncle Liu quickly covered his mouth: "Master Tao is still in the room, you don't want to die! Besides, Mr. Tao has killed countless monsters like the Master of the State Teacher, so why did he confuse the people?"

The boy also knew that he had said something wrong, so he slapped himself: "Wrong, wrong! This is not... Mr. Tao is so good-looking, I just..."

"Hurry up and go to work!"

Tao An, who was lying on the bed, opened one eye under the quilt, confusing the people... It sounds good.

When Yi Zikan came in with a bowl of red bean porridge and big chicken legs, Tao An was melting into the soft bedding, sleeping unconscious.

He lifted the quilt and pulled him out, and before he could move, he stuck to him with claws and teeth.

Yi Zikan patted his ass: "Lazy fox, get up and eat something first."

"You're lazy, I haven't slept all night."

Tao An stretched out his hand and was about to slap his face, Yi Zikan hurriedly stopped him to save his life.

"Forgive me, I'll serve you." He said and put the delicious big chicken drumsticks in front of his nose.

Before Tao An opened his eyes, he took a bite. Yi Zikan's cooking skills are familiar and delicious 50 years ago and 50 years later.

Just hugging him like this, lying on the bed and watching him eat in his arms, Yi Zikan said with a smile: "If there are only two of us in this world, we don't need to look at anyone's face, and it would be great if we don't have so many troubles."

Tao An smiled, who is the co-author of the national teacher looking at now?

"That can't be done. I will be very unhappy without the old man who sells candied haws, the tavern with apricot plum wine, and the swing made by Qurusi."

"You're right."

"Of course I'm right. I'm hundreds of years older than you. I've eaten a lot and seen a lot of scenery, but I still can't eat enough or see enough."

He swallowed a mouthful of the chicken leg, and suddenly opened his eyes and sat up excitedly: "Speaking of which, I'm hundreds of years older than you, enough to be your grandfather's grandfather, why don't you call me brother?"

"..." Yi Zikan was silent.

Tao An has the posture of pushing his nose and face, and refuses to let go: "You bark, you are barking stupid foxes all day long, there is a difference in generations between us, it will take advantage of you to call me brother... "

Yi Zikan blocked his mouth with chicken legs: "Hurry up, we still have work to do."

Tao An took a bite and stuffed the chicken leg into his mouth: "I don't want to eat it, and now I want to hear you call me brother."

"You're not forgiving, are you?"

Yi Zikan threw the chicken leg aside, pinched him by the waist and threw him onto the bed: "It's okay to scream, but it can only be screamed under certain circumstances... Mr. Tao has to make a sacrifice."

"I haven't woken up yet, it's broad daylight!"

Yi Zikan untied his hair casually in the morning: "Anyway, there is nothing important, only hard work can bless the world."

"Is that what you're talking about!"

The real business is the New Year's Eve banquet, and there are still more than a month...

In the past few days, Bangchui and Didan lived in the National Teacher's Mansion every day, repairing trees and teasing birds to fart.

"You two, it's time for dinner." Uncle Liu kindly came to ask them to eat.

"Understood, here we come." Bangchui replied.

During dinner, as usual, I still didn't see Yi Zikan and Tao An.

"I haven't seen the owner for a few days, this old thing will not kidnap him and sell him?" Di Dan knocked on the bowl, not seeing the owner, even his favorite braised pork is not delicious.

Bangchui also wrinkled his face: "Uncle Liu, where is my master?"

"Uh... Mr. Tao and adults usually eat in the bedroom."

"Oh, then let's go and see them." Bang Chui nodded.

"Okay, okay!" Di Dannu stuffed a mouthful of braised pork.

"This..." What the two masters do in the bedroom on weekdays will cause movement. He is too old to tell the truth: "This... don't disturb the two masters."

"What's the matter, we have all slept in the same bed, the master will not dislike us."

Uncle Liu opened his eyes wide: "Okay, okay."

Tao An has lived for 300 years and has never been so tired.

The feeling of the body is secondary, the consciousness has long been blurred, sleepy but unable to fall asleep, I can only remind myself that this is cultivation, focus on the operation of my spiritual power, and walk around the body with the powerful force in the body Everywhere, like captured captives, they don't suffer day and night, and they even have to get gifts for eating and sleeping.

So he naturally wouldn't know that two cubs came outside the door to carry out their demon plan.

"It's not the break time yet, why is the door closed?" Di Dan scratched his head.

The mallet tilted his head with two braids and gnawed on his nails: "Let's take a sneak peek, we shouldn't be noticed, right?"

"What do you think?"

The next moment, a careful candied haws opened the window a crack.

The room was filled with a faint fragrance, and the open window was like a hard-to-find exit, flooding towards the sticks.

There was no light in the room, and squinting my eyes, I managed to see the movements of the two people on the bed clearly, and a hawthorn fell out of shock.

Di Dan frantically helped her catch the hawthorn, not knowing what happened: "What's wrong, up here——"

Before he could finish speaking, he was attacked heavily, and a long red mark appeared on his handsome face.

"Shut up! Climb up slowly..."

Didan seemed to understand but half understood: "Okay, okay..."

This night must have become a stumbling block for these two little monsters on their way to practice...

The gauze tents in the imperial city's national teacher's mansion are warmed by incense burners, and thousands of miles away in the cold winter, there are heavy snowfalls.

After counting the newly delivered batch of warm clothes, the little general rubbed his cracked hands and went into the general's tent.

"General, the inventory has been completed, and it is [-]% less than what was sent last time."

"Ah? Why is it missing again? Your Majesty means that before the battle is fought, we will be frozen to death in this place where the birds don't shit first?" He Yanrong's deputy general was discussing things with him, and he couldn't sit still when he heard the news. Living.

The little general was also helpless, and handed He Yanrong an unopened letter: "The person who delivered the supplies this time also brought a letter from His Majesty."

He Yanrong took the letter and opened it in front of them to read it.

"What did His Majesty say?" the lieutenant general asked him.

He Yanrong's expression did not fluctuate, as if everything was in his expectation.

"Your Majesty, demons have been rampant in various places recently, and the people are struggling to live. It takes a lot of money to quell the demons. In addition, the new year is approaching, and the palace is spending too much, so reducing military supplies is also a bad idea..."

The three of them were silent at the same time, and demons were everywhere, and it was not thanks to the blessing of His Majesty the Emperor.

"Isn't Yi Zikan re-elected as the national teacher? Why hasn't the situation improved at all?" The lieutenant patted his brows and felt melancholy.

"Frozen three feet, it's not a day's cold. Da Qi's evil troubles have never really subsided, and Yi Zikan is not very responsible for the rise and fall of the world. It is not surprising that it has reached this point."

He Yanrong put the letter away: "You all go back, let me think about the countermeasures alone."

"it is good."

After the two left, He Yanrong took out a blank letter paper, what countermeasures could he, a mere mortal, have against the evil spirits? His greatest desire was to be able to rely on the one who always wanted to be the shopkeeper in the imperial city. bit.

Just as I was about to write, there was a sudden "dong" sound from the door, as if someone threw a wooden block and hit the curtain.

Hearing this voice, He Yanrong quickly put down his pen and rushed to the door in a few steps, and a pigeon was revealed when he opened a corner.

With a clear understanding, what the pigeon brought was the handwritten letter from Yi Zikan who was far away in the imperial city.

The deputy general who came back from the commander's tent just wanted to drink a bowl of wine to drive away the cold, but He Yanrong took him back without thinking.

He Yanrong said solemnly: "Give the order down, everyone is on alert, ready to fight at any time."

The lieutenant knocked his boots on the table leg in shock: "What happened!"

He Yanrong didn't say much to him, but said: "I'm afraid this year will be difficult."