It's late autumn, and the climate in Chang'an becomes colder with each passing day.
On the mountain road of Qianniu Mountain, Yingping was sitting in a carriage. He looked at the mountain scenery outside the window with dull eyes. His thoughts returned to three years ago in a daze - three years later, the scenery here seems to have not changed, and then it seems to have changed. a lot of.
He has long known the news of his master's death. Although his master rarely taught him anything directly in the past three years, such an old man has left a heavy mark in his heart. The old man's majestic body and peaceful appearance have left a heavy impression on him. They are all deeply engraved in my heart, especially the whipping three years ago... Now that the old man is gone, where will Datang go in the future? Where will the poor family go in the future? Where should I go?
While thinking, the carriage suddenly stopped and Zhang got out from the front. He opened the curtain and said respectfully: "Young Master - he has arrived."
Yingping looked outside blankly and saw the familiar courtyard door appearing in his eyes.
After a period of silence, Yingping let out a long sigh. He suddenly felt a little scared. He was afraid to open the door and see Ye Changshan's empty room. He was afraid that when he saw the master, the master would describe to him the scene on the day Ye Changshan left. He was afraid to see Ye Changshan's empty house. Uncle Fifth Master and Yiyi's eyes were red from crying, which would make him extremely sad.
"Young Master——?" Zhang shouted when he saw Yingping stunned in the car.
Yingping reacted. He stood up slowly and walked out of the car with his head down. Then he took a deep breath. The cool wind rushed into his lungs, stimulating every nerve in him.
"Young Master, the young one will take his leave..."
"Don't call me young master."
Yingping coldly interrupted Zhang's words, as if he had no interest in this identity, and even disliked it.
"But..." Mr. Zhang was about to defend something, but when he saw Yingping's disappointed expression, he suddenly felt unbearable in his heart. He immediately changed his words and said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to leave. Young Master Ying, please respect yourself. ....."
Hearing the sound of the carriage driving away, Yingping didn't look back. He stood in front of the gate and hesitated to stretch out his hand. Several dogs barked from inside. Yingping knew that those sounds were Huahua's. He closed his eyes and burst into tears. Leave.
The autumn wind is bleak and cool.
Finally, Yingping chose to face reality and stretched out his hands to push the door open——
'Squeak——'
The sharp and harsh sound of opening the door was followed by a brief silence, and then a familiar voice came from inside, which surprised Yingping as if he was in a dream.
"Eihei——?"
Is this the sound of a long gown? Yes, this is the sound of a long gown! You can’t go wrong! In the past few days, Yingping slept in a comfortable bed and cried every night until he fell asleep. Every time he fell asleep, Ye Changshan's appearance and voice would appear. This was unmistakable.
Could it be that I was still in a dream?
Yingping opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Ye Changshan also standing in the courtyard looking at him - a dog, a sheep, and a person. The familiar scene appeared in front of him again. Yingping couldn't believe his eyes. He rubbed his eyes. He rubbed his red eyes, pinched himself again, and said doubtfully: "Long gown? Am I dreaming?"
Looking at Yingping's silly look, Ye Changshan laughed and said, "We haven't seen you for a few days, have you become stupid?"
"Then...then why are you here?" Yingping still felt unbelievable.
"Second Senior Brother said you would come back today, so I'll be waiting for you here!"
"No! I mean...how are you still alive?"
Ye Changshan was startled for a moment, then said sadly: "Teacher saved me, I'm not dead."
After hearing the three words "I'm not dead", Yingping finally believed everything in front of him! My good brother is still alive! Yingping could no longer hold back his tear ducts and cried loudly. He raised his head slightly, clenched his fists, and kept his feet motionless. His crying was as ugly as it was, and he looked very much like a man who had lost his parents. children.
"I thought you were dead—"
Yingping said with sobs, he was still standing there, afraid that everything in front of him would turn into smoke and disappear if he raised his feet.
Ye Changshan was also sad at first, but when he saw Yingping crying like this, he suddenly felt a little funny. He hurriedly stepped forward and tried to comfort Yingping, but Yingping hugged him and refused to let go. After confirming that he was not dreaming, Yingping cried louder.
"Where have you been?" Ye Changshan tried to divert Yingping's attention.
"I went to the Jiang family to move reinforcements, but it's a pity..."
Yingping wanted to complain about the Jiang family, but what Ye Changshan said next shocked him——
"Did you call Jiang Changming?"
"Jiang Changming is here!?"
Hearing this, Yingping's crying suddenly became quieter. He looked at Ye Changshan in surprise, unable to believe what he said.
"Here we come. If Mr. Jiang hadn't come here, I'm afraid...I'm afraid Third Senior Brother..."
"Jiang Changming is here...he is really here..."
Yingping muttered, and suddenly a little light came on in his heart. He looked at Ye Changshan and hugged him tightly again, with snot, tears, and saliva all over Ye Changshan's shoulders.
Ye Changshan didn't care so much. He was just as filled with emotion when he saw Yingping again. He kept patting Yingping on the back, just like his mother used to comfort him when she was young...gently... ..
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At night, Yingping came to Wen Junchen's room again. This scene had happened many times, but today was different. Yingping's life experience had been confirmed, and his identity had undergone earth-shaking changes. Similarly, he also knew why the Han family would make a special exception to directly take him into the sect. He also understood what his master had said to him before, and... what his master had done conscientiously over the years.
These things suddenly appeared in front of Yingping like a mountain, which doubled his pressure and sometimes made him unable to breathe. He originally just wanted to be a leisurely person after studying in a poor family and do what he wanted to do, just like the third uncle who was an idle person. If you have the opportunity, you will find a career and develop your ambitions. When you are of the right age, you will find a girl you like, get married and have children. But now he is facing...a huge country! He couldn't bear the pressure. He didn't like it when his closest relatives knew about it but didn't tell him. He couldn't bear the fact that his mentor had worked so hard to make a comeback. Therefore, the combination of these complicated emotions made him very embarrassed.
He stood silently in the house, his eyes wandering away from everything familiar in the house. When his eyes glanced at the table, a small text flashed into his eyes under the dim candlelight. Yingping stepped forward and looked carefully through the candlelight——
'The state is the livelihood of all the people. The state is based on the people, and the people are attached to the state. If the people are rich, the country will be rich. If the people are poor, the country will be in chaos. If the people are safe, the country will be safe. If the people rebel, the country will be destroyed...'
This was the first time that Yingping really looked at Wen Junchen's hard work over the past few years. Just when he wanted to continue reading, there was a "squeak" sound from behind him. Yingping turned around quickly and saw Wen Junchen appearing in front of him. .
After not seeing each other for a few days, Wen Junchen seems to have lost his temper.
Yingping looked at Wen Junchen silently, as if waiting for an explanation, and Wen Junchen also looked at Yingping, but now in his eyes, Yingping was no longer just a disciple of a poor family.
The silence lasted for a while, and Wen Junchen finally chose to speak first. He said slowly: "Have you... seen him?"
Yingping nodded silently, he naturally knew who Wen Junchen was referring to by 'he'.
Wen Junchen sighed lightly, looking at the appearance of his former lively and cheerful disciple, he seemed a little apologetic in his heart. Wen Junchen wanted to say something, but he swallowed all the words as they came to his lips, and changed his words: "I didn't tell you the truth before, because I have difficulties as a teacher... I hope you can understand... .”
Yingping said without emotion: "I understand you...I understand your suffering...but who will understand me?"
Seeing Yingping's haggard face, Wen Junchen felt a little pity in his heart. He whispered: "You... go back first. You have worked hard these days. If you have anything to do, we can talk about it in a few days..."
"What is that?" Yingping asked, ignoring the master's words and staring at the thick volume on the table.
"What?"
Wen Junchen didn't react at first, but when he followed Yingping's gaze and looked at his desk, the few lines of small words on the book made him understand. Originally, he never told Yingping about this matter, and Yingping didn't care about it, but now everything is clear, and he doesn't need to hide anything.
"If everything goes well...this will be the law of our Tang Dynasty in the future."
Yingping looked at the thick book and fell into silence again. Suddenly, he sneered, shook his head and left the room.
Seeing Yingping's lonely back, Wen Junchen gritted his teeth. Suddenly, he suddenly said these two words——
"Wang family!"
Yingping's figure froze. He was not interested in the dragon chair or these so-called 'laws', and even scorned them at this moment, but the word 'Wang Family' attracted him firmly. He didn't know Why did Master suddenly mention it, but he was still very interested and continued to listen.
Wen Junchen didn't know why he suddenly mentioned the Wang family, but based on his understanding of his disciples, he knew that the only way to attract Yingping's attention at this time was to throw out the most critical and sharp contradiction. Wen Junchen continued -
"You will encounter many, many enemies in the future, perhaps from outside the Tang Dynasty or from outside Tianmen Pass, but the biggest and most terrifying threat... comes from within the Tang Dynasty..."
Yingping looked at Wen Junchen and waited quietly for the master to continue.
"And all these threats come together from bottom to top, and that is the Wang family. 'Little thieves steal wealth, big thieves steal the country'. If one day the Tang Emperor dies, and the Wang brothers and sisters are free from restraints, what will Tang Dynasty do to them?" Come on..."
Yingping frowned slightly, and then asked: "Is the Wang family... really so powerful? Isn't there the Jiang family and the Chang family in Chang'an? Isn't there still civil and military officials in the court? Isn't there Yin Jingting, the 'favorous prime minister' in Wang Yanqing's mouth?" "
"The influence of the Wang family is beyond your imagination. Where in the Tang Dynasty is there no trace of the Wang family? Although Wang Yanqing is the Minister of Household Affairs, when officials of the other five ministries are appointed, promoted, and promoted, where is there no nod from the Wang family? Their hands have reached out to every corner of the Tang Dynasty, and most of the entire imperial court has been eaten away by them. Even if Prime Minister Yin is in charge of the six departments, but he is an honest official, how many officials will take the initiative to join him? And he is already old. Gao may resign at any time. As for the military of the Tang Dynasty, if it were not for the two generals Xu and Chang, the military would have been arranged by the Wang family. Now that Chang Zhishan has been demoted, the Wang family will definitely extend its tentacles to Gongsun Cuo. As for whether Gongsun can act like him It’s unknown how the first two generals took care of themselves like that..."
Yingping's expression gradually relaxed, and he seemed to understand what the master said. Then, his eyes became sharp again. He stared at the table and asked curiously——
"Then what's the use of your so-called 'law'...?"
