Back Off, Let Me Come

When I returned to the room, I found signs of being disturbed.

All that's missing is a piece of waste paper for calligraphy practice.

Qi Shan didn't know what he thought of, but a disdainful and contemptuous sneer escaped from the corners of his lips. His eyes were cold and murderous.

He blinked and returned to expressionless.

meow~~~

The little plain merchant pulled at the hem of his clothes.

As soon as he lowered his head, he ran into those wet aqua eyes. The owner of these eyes was meowing softly, as if asking where Qishan had been all day. Qi Shan bent down to pick it up, smiled and touched Su Shang's little nose with the tip of his nose.

"Su Shang, do you miss your father?"

The cat couldn't understand the human language and just scratched his sleeve with its paws.

Qi Shan laughed dumbly: "Okay, okay, you have a good nose. You can smell it anywhere. Eat, eat, and don't disturb daddy for now. Tomorrow, daddy will take you to live in the new house."

As he spoke, he took out the dried fish he bought at the market from his sleeve.

Qi Shan shoveled Su Shang's shit first, and then packed his bags.

Just as she was tying up her luggage, there were panicked footsteps outside the house, and the old woman said anxiously: "Qi Langjun, it's not good——"

"What's wrong?"

The old woman was so anxious that she was sweating on her forehead.

Pulling Qi Shan's wrist to send him to the back door.

"A group of people came outside the house, and they asked me to invite you by name."

Qi Shan pulled his hand back, but after failing once, he tried again, but it still didn't work, so he had to say: "Don't mess up your position, old lady, please relax. Tell the people outside the house, let me change my clothes."

The old woman was so anxious that she wanted to stamp her feet, but she also knew that the person coming was evil, and there was probably someone blocking the back door. I had no choice but to follow Qi Shan's instructions. The visitor said it was okay: "Mr. Qi Shan can come out as soon as he wants."

If you don't come out, don't blame them for being rude.

The people he brought were all brave and courageous warriors. The lowest were low-ranking officials, and the highest were fifth-class doctors and guest ministers with high salaries from the county government. This private house has been surrounded by layers of layers, ensuring that not even a mosquito can fly out, let alone a living person!

After about a quarter of an hour, Qishan returned to his familiar appearance, wearing a tea-white Confucian shirt, a jade crown on his head, and a dark green lettering monogram on his waist. As soon as he appeared, dozens of auras locked onto him, and Su Shang in his arms immediately let out a shrill scream.

Feeling that Su Shang was uneasy and hairy under his palm, Qi Shan put away his smile, his starry eyes suddenly turned cold, and his tone was cold: "Please calm down your momentum, don't scare my Su Shang."

"Are you praying for good, Mr. Qi Yuanliang?"

"Yes, which family are you from? How can you invite someone without even sending a greeting card? Is this the etiquette taught by your family?"

"The young one is the steward serving the county. By order of the master of the house, I would like to ask you to come over to the house." The man's attitude was very low, but the domineering posture and the disdain in his eyebrows clearly made it clear. That's not what I meant, "Sir, please move."

Qi Shan sneered: "Okay, please lead the way."

The housekeeper was shocked, as if he didn't expect Qi Shan to be so easy to talk to.

Judging from the county governor's attitude, the "prayer for good" he wanted to invite should not be a good person. I have served the county guard for so many years, and I have never seen the county guard be so afraid of someone, and he can't wait to have all the thorns in his body standing up.

Not long after, the sedan stopped in front of the county mansion.

With the maid leading the way, we walked through the nine-winding corridor and finally arrived at our destination. From a distance, you can see the candles in the hall are brightly lit, and the sweet silk and bamboo are blowing into Qi Shan's ears in the wind. There is a slight smile on the lips with a hint of sarcasm.

The housekeeper walked a few steps quickly and prayed for good fortune before entering the hall.

Sizhu stopped and the singing and dancing exited.

Qishan walked into the main hall, walked around the screen, and took in the expressions of everyone in the hall. The person sitting at the top is none other than the Sheriff of Sibao County, praying for good to an old enemy. Six guest seats, five unfamiliar faces. Judging by their attire and age, most of the five people belonged to local aristocratic families and celebrities in Xiaocheng, and their only acquaintance was Zhai Le's cousin - Zhai Huan.

The latter also looked at him in surprise.

Qishan nodded slightly at him as a greeting.

Zhai Huan returned the smile.

"The common people are praying for good deeds and good deeds. I have seen the county governor."

Qishan turned his attention to the prefect of Sibao County who was on the main seat.

There were small discussions in the hall.

Everyone was puzzled, the distinguished guest who was solemnly invited by the sheriff turned out to be a strange civilian scribe, and it looked like nothing special.

The sheriff glanced at the Wenxin monogram on Qishan's waist, and the dark blue monogram was particularly eye-catching against the hem of the tea and white clothes. His eyes froze, and he looked at Qishan's face again, without any trace of familiarity. He hesitated: "Your name is Qishan, and the characters are good?"

Qishan bowed his head respectfully: "Exactly."

"Sir, can you come forward?"

Qi Shan took another ten steps forward and was only a few steps away from the county guard. He raised his head generously. Su Shang in his arms poked his head out curiously, looked at it and then retracted his head.

The county guard's pupils shrank when he saw Su Shang.

"Is this your raccoon slave?"

Qishan smiled and said, "Exactly."

Xu Shi heard the familiar pronunciation, Su Shang also meowed in response, and the dinner was quiet, as if the mute button had been pressed.

They didn't expect that someone would bring the cat to the sheriff's banquet.

The sheriff asked several questions one after another, such as where is the person, how old is, and the population of the family. The others became more and more confused as they listened, and couldn't understand what the sheriff was playing, and couldn't help but slander - the cross-examination was so clear, the sheriff was going to protect the matchmaker for Qishan?

At this time, a big orange cat jumped out of nowhere and moved around nimbly, and rushed straight to pray for good, which startled everyone.

"This issue……"

"Where did the cat come from?"

The maid was also frightened and almost knocked over the fruit plate that was brought to her.

Qishan said: "Nothing, nothing."

He took out two small dried fish sticks from his sleeves.

"Probably attracted by the smell of grass people's sleeves."

The county guard saw with his own eyes that Qi Shan's hand came into contact with the big orange cat's fur, and Qi Shan showed no reaction. Then he restrained his anger, scolded the maid for looking after the cat, frightened the distinguished guests, and asked someone to take the big orange cat away. Invite Qishan to take a seat.

"I wonder why the county governor invited the grassroots to come over?"

"I have admired Mr.'s paintings for a long time."

Prayer smiled meaningfully.

"Pictures of grass-roots people?"

He has been writing for many years, and the latest painting he painted was a picture of a secret play that he helped Shen Xiaolangjun catch a knife for. Do you admire such a painting?

"I see you occasionally, and I like you very much. I heard that your husband was passing through Xiaocheng, so I took the offense to visit you and wanted to ask for a calligraphy treasure. However, the people below may have misunderstood. If there is any inconsideration, please forgive me."

Qi Shan stood up, looking flattered.

The two exchanged polite greetings again.

After hearing that Qishan said that he was planning to leave Xiaocheng in the next two days, the county governor took advantage of the situation and made a request, hoping that Qishan could paint on the spot, which granted him one of his wishes. If he is willing, he will be offered a lot of money, and he will be polite at first, until he sees a plate of gold ingots brought by the maid.

His eyes lit up and he changed his mind and agreed.

The other guests saw this and curled their lips in disdain.

Such people who are blinded by money, no matter how good their painting skills are, are still full of the stench of worldliness and have little aura. I really don't know what the county governor is trying to do.

What is the governor planning?

He didn't know what he was planning.

The man he knew had a surname of Qi, a given name of Shan, a courtesy name of Yuanliang, a tea-white monogram with a literary heart, a rich and handsome appearance, a graceful and graceful figure, a reserved and arrogant temperament, and could not bear a grain of sand in his eyes. He could not tolerate others treating him badly. Money tramples on his paintings.

the most important is--

He is naturally afraid of cats, and will get red rashes all over his body if he is approached by a cat slave.

In severe cases, it may even lead to shock and death.

This is a disease brought in from the mother's womb and there is no cure.