In the shabby room, two figures, an old man and a young man, were having a conversation.
Yuyin was carrying a small baggage in his hand and the guqin on his back. It looked like he was going for a long journey.
Suddenly, Yuyin bowed and said something to his teacher, as if saying goodbye and making a request. In the end, he actually wanted to kneel down.
The gentleman grabbed his arm, lifted him up irresistibly, and then shook his head.
"Teacher, everything stated in the letter is true!"
Yuyin held a letter in her hand and handed it to her teacher, wanting him to read it in person. But the gentleman had his hands behind his back and just looked at his disciple without even glancing at the letter.
"Teacher! Please take a look!"
Seeing that his husband was still indifferent, Yuyin was a little anxious, so he simply opened the letter and read out the contents word for word. But halfway through the recitation, the husband waved his hand to indicate that he should stop reciting.
"Teacher, Yunyue Pavilion, Wei Palace, and Thatched Cottage! There are changes in all parties, and there are obvious signs that they are all coming for you! Even... even in Chang'an City..."
"Haha, even so, so what?" Mr. replied with a smile, but his voice was unusually calm, which was in sharp contrast to Yu Yin's urgency and panic.
"Not only you, I'm afraid my junior brother and nephew also need to be more careful!"
"Haha, don't panic... don't panic..."
"Teacher! Please!" Yuyin said sincerely and earnestly, almost wanting to kneel down again.
As soon as the word 'please' came out, the gentleman's expression changed slightly. The loving smile in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by seriousness and solemnity.
"Yu Yin, you have to remember that if you want to be a person above ten thousand people, you cannot say the word 'begging' easily, even in front of your teacher."
The teacher turned around and faced the anxious disciple. He said earnestly: "Yuyin, you have special blood and noble status, so you will have to carry many more things in the future than ordinary people."
"Disciple...has been taught!"
Although anxious, Yuyin still showed great humility in the face of the teacher's teachings. After calming down a little, Yuyin spoke again: "Teacher, if they all unite to deal with you, then..."
"Then let them do it." The gentleman said calmly.
How much content does Feng Qingyun Dan's sentence contain? Facing powerful men from all walks of life, princes from all over the world, and all kinds of ghosts and gods, all we can say is "let them come"... This is a kind of well-established self-confidence, a kind of arrogance that despises the world, and a kind of disdain that looks down on ants. , there is even a kind of generosity that regards death as home.
Yuyin was slightly startled, and then he let out a long sigh, as if he had given up completely, and said: "Teacher, this disciple is going back."
The gentleman smiled slightly and said: "Go back..."
"Disciples are not going back to the courtyard in the mountains..."
Yuyin was afraid that her husband would get it wrong, so she explained again, but there was still no response from her husband. Yuyin suddenly felt a sore nose, and he said in a trembling voice: "Disciple, please... Disciple, please take care of yourself!"
The teacher nodded, then turned his back to the disciple and said: "Be careful on the road, I won't send you off as a teacher."
Yuyin's eyes were slightly red. In order not to lose his composure, he hurriedly turned around and walked out of the room. He didn't want the teacher to see him like this. Standing outside the house, Yu Yin refused to leave. After some struggle, he finally chose to turn around and kneel down. Facing the shabby room with the door slightly ajar, he kowtowed three times devoutly, and then walked down the mountain with his guqin in hand. go......
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There were bursts of coughing in the palace. Chen Jinjue respectfully presented the medicine bowl in front of Emperor Tang, but Emperor Tang waved his hand to the young eunuch to take away the medicine.
"Master! Drink this medicine quickly, please!"
Chen Jinjue was a little anxious. The medicine was boiled and cold, then cold and boiled several times, but Emperor Tang still had no intention of drinking it.
"Go down...cough...cough..." Emperor Tang coughed uncontrollably, his expression extremely ugly.
"Master, this medicine..."
"Spread the word...tell the hospital...ahem...from today on...I will no longer take medicine...ahem..."
"cocoa..."
Chen Jinjue did not dare to disobey, but he saw that Emperor Tang's body was getting weaker and weaker. When he reported to Wang Yanqing every day on Emperor Tang's current situation, he always felt a kind of intolerance in his heart.
"Back off...ahem..."
"yes……"
Chen Jinjue took the medicine and retreated. At this time, Emperor Tang was the only one left in the huge palace, which seemed extremely empty and lonely.
Emperor Tang tremblingly held the edge of the table and walked to the window. He supported his body with both hands, tried hard to straighten his chest, and looked reluctantly at the dark clouds in the distance.
Autumn always makes people feel sad inexplicably. Otherwise, how could there be such a saying as "Autumn is sad for thousands of miles"?
Come on, come on, everyone, before I go to see Xiaoying, pass this country safely to her son, so that I can have the face to see her, and also have the face to meet the ancestors in heaven... ....
What about Xiaolan and my daughter? Sigh... If I get to the top, I'll have the chance to say 'I'm sorry' to her in person...
There was a burst of autumn rain and a burst of coolness, the autumn wind blew by, and the fallen trees rustled down. Emperor Tang shook his body unconsciously. At this moment, he understood the word "lonely person" more than ever before.
But even on this last stretch, he still had to hold on with great strength...
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In the Jiang Mansion, Jiang Bai was standing in front of Taigong Jiang, accepting the instructions from the real head of the Jiang family.
"These days, let our people be more stable and low-key. Business matters can be done without hurting harmony. It doesn't matter if you suffer some losses." Old Mrs. Jiang was sitting on the table. He looked serious, his eyes were deep, his hands were folded and he was leaning on his crutches. superior.
"yes!"
Jiang Bai bowed respectfully and stood to the side. At this time, he did not have the demeanor of the patriarch of the three major families in Chang'an in front of outsiders.
"Those officials in the imperial court who have dealings with us should refrain from interacting with us for the time being and wait and see what happens."
"yes."
"Oh, that's right! Find a time to meet Zuo Gongming, and insinuately warn him not to show too much edge recently. Remember! As a friend! Don't... don't touch his reverse scale."
"yes."
"By the way, no one can know about our relationship with Zuo Gongming!"
"The child knows."
"Also, tell Yaya to stay at home and stay home less often."
"Ya Ya? Playing between children... doesn't matter, right?"
"Be careful to make the Wannian ship, don't slack off." Thinking of this smart but extremely naughty granddaughter, Old Mrs. Jiang suddenly felt a little unbearable. He tapped the ground with his crutch, then sighed and said: "Forget it, just call Yaya to come to me. You may not be able to call her, I will come to persuade her myself."
"Yes Yes..."
"Let's do these things quickly."
Old Mrs. Jiang stood up with crutches, and Jiang Bai quickly supported his old father. The old lady waved her hands and said: "Go ahead - I'm not too old to stand up yet."
Jiang Bai nodded and quickly retreated.
Old Mrs. Jiang, leaning on a cane, turned around and looked up at the big plaque above his head that said 'Business Aspirations', and said meaningfully: "Chang'an... is going to change..."
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In the general's mansion, Chang Zhishan was looking at the sand table, with a pile of books neatly stacked on the table next to him. The pile of books was piled up and arranged very neatly. The corners and the edges of the book table fit together perfectly, as if they were all on the same vertical surface. The brushes next to them are all lying on the pen holder in an orderly manner, and the distance between all the pen holders seems to have been measured, and there is no difference at all.
'Dong dong dong——'
Suddenly there was a gentle knock on the door, followed by the probing voice of the housekeeper——
"General!"
Chang Zhishan came back to his senses from the formations on the sand table. He always didn't like others to disturb him when he was deducing the formations. The whole government knew this, let alone the old housekeeper? If he could knock on the door at this time, I guess he must have something important to report.
Chang Zhishan gently placed the small flag in his hand on the corner of the sand table, and then shouted——
"come in!"
After receiving the permission, the housekeeper carefully opened the door, walked quickly to Chang Zhishan, leaned forward and covered his mouth with his hands, and whispered a few words in Chang Zhishan's ear.
Chang Zhishan originally looked calm, but when he heard the last few words, he suddenly turned his head to the housekeeper, with an expression of disbelief on his face. He asked in surprise: "Is this serious!?"
The old housekeeper said helplessly: "What you said to the general is absolutely true. It has been five months. The villain... even sent someone to find out..."
After receiving the confirmation, Chang Zhishan was uncharacteristically angry. He muttered to himself: "Five months!? This brat won't even talk to me!"
Seeing that Chang Zhishan had changed from his usual composure, the old housekeeper just secretly worried for the young general. He was an old man in the family, and he had watched the Chang family's children grow up. At this moment, he just wanted to calm Chang Zhishan's anger, so that the young general would be less punished.
Thinking of this, the old housekeeper advised: "General, the young general is quite old... maybe this matter..."
Chang Zhishan frowned and looked at the honest-looking old housekeeper. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Go down."
"yes."
The butler carefully exited the study and closed the door.
After seeing the butler withdraw, Chang Zhishan calmed down. He returned to the sand table, picked up the small flag placed in the corner, and once again looked at the different symbols in the sand table that represented mountains, rivers, vegetation, and enemy and friendly forces, trying to forget what he had just learned. But no matter how much he concentrated this time, the words that the butler said just now lingered in his mind.
'Five months...five months...five months...'
Chang Zhishan became more and more annoyed as he thought about it. Then he threw the small flag on the sand table and simply stopped continuing the deduction.
"This kid, his hair hasn't fully grown yet, but he has learned this..."
Chang Zhishan smiled mockingly. Then, he calmed down and thought about it carefully - this thing doesn't seem to be a bad thing? The three generations of the Chang family have been passed down alone, and they are considered to be married to Xiaotian. Since the girl's belly has been made big, it is necessary to marry the girl into the family as soon as possible, but I don't know whose family this girl belongs to... ..
Thinking of this, Chang Zhishan, who had always been unsmiling, actually laughed.
Are you going to be a grandfather now? This thing... doesn't look too bad...
