'When a bird is about to die, its song is mournful; when a man is about to die, his words are also kind'
Seeing the trace of regret in Zhe Helan's expression, Ye Changshan stopped asking any more questions.
At this time, Zhehelan was like a candle in the wind, which could turn into a wisp of smoke at any time. What he needed to do now was to quickly weigh the pros and cons of this matter and make a decision.
Ye Changshan stared at the scrawny Zhe Helan, looking at Zhe Helan's extremely calm eyes, Ye Changshan said lightly: "Okay, I promise you -"
Zhe Helan's eyes lit up, and his body trembled uncontrollably, but then he found that Ye Changshan seemed to have something to say, so he suppressed his inner excitement and smiled: "Mr. Ye seems to have something to say? "
It was indeed an old fox, Ye Changshan thought to himself.
"I accept the hall master's proposal, but -" Ye Changshan said with a hint of evil in his eyes: "But in exchange, the hall master must promise me one thing!"
Zhe Helan raised his eyebrows at first, and then his eyes gradually narrowed into a slit. He looked up and down at the young man in front of him with great interest, as if he was examining his heart. In the end, Zhehelan seemed to have made a difficult decision and said: "In that case, then we will follow what Mr. Ye said."
"really?"
"really!"
Looking at each other, both sides have their own thoughts. Today's conversation is not just a conversation between Ye Changshan and Zhe Helan. To be precise, it is a conversation between Yingping, Hanmen, and even in a sense, Xintang and Caotang. , any decision may have a huge impact on the future. However, in the face of Zhe Helan's decisive answer, the last trace of doubt in Ye Changshan's heart disappeared. Since the old flower farmer is willing to agree to this request at all costs, then this matter is really important to him.
Ye Changshan thought for a moment, and suddenly his lips moved slightly, ready to make his request.
Seeing this, Zhe Helan closed his eyes before Ye Changshan spoke, and turned his head sideways, as if he had anticipated what Ye Changshan would say.
Seeing the reaction of the old flower farmer, Ye Changshan suddenly smiled faintly. Then, all the evil spirits on his body disappeared instantly, and then he said unhurriedly: "Just now, I met a young man in Xicheng. If you can he--"
Zhe Helan suddenly opened his eyes. He stared at Ye Changshan, his eyes full of disbelief.
Feeling Zhe Helan's doubtful gaze, Ye Changshan paused for a moment. He didn't pay too much attention to Zhe Helan's violent reaction and continued: "If you can arrange for him to be in the Northern Wei army, then I will agree to bring the poison back." New Tang.”
Zhe Helan still couldn't believe Ye Changshan's request. He tilted his head, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.
"Why, this matter is... a bit difficult for the Hall Master?"
"Difficult to do?"
Zhe Helan came back to his senses and almost laughed out loud when faced with Ye Changshan's worries. Contrary to Ye Changshan's worries, this matter was not difficult to handle, but so simple that he couldn't believe it. Just because he was in the Northern Wei Dynasty. With his status and his friendship with Han Dan, it is not difficult to send a young man to Han Dan's account, not to mention sending him to the army.
"Just sent to the army?" Zhe Helan still didn't believe it.
"right."
"You just... don't need anything else? For example, be a little leader or a captain or something?"
"No need."
"reason?"
"'Being entrusted by others is a matter of life.' Since I have chosen to agree to your promise, I must make a complete plan and think about how to make this '10%' a reality."
Zhe Helan looked up and down Ye Changshan again. He seemed to have a new understanding of this young man, and he also had a new understanding of the deceased gentleman——
A gentleman is a gentleman after all, and his eyes are always so vicious!
Zhe Helan sighed secretly. He smiled and nodded, saying: "You are good. Now I finally understand why Mr. chose you. He... saw the right person."
"What?" Ye Changshan didn't react for a moment.
"I thought your exchange... would be something else."
The "other things" in Zhe Helan's mouth naturally refer to the lives of his two disciples. His disciples took the lives of Ye Changshan's parents. No one would let it go, so when Ye Changshan proposed to When Li Gui was sent to the army, Zhe Helan was really surprised.
Thinking of that couple who gritted their teeth every time they mentioned him, Ye Changshan took a deep breath. He didn't say anything more, but looked at Zhe Helan coldly.
Facing Ye Changshan's cold gaze, Zhe Helan smiled even more. He turned to look out the window and said to himself with a very relaxed expression: "Sir, sir... when I get to the ground, I will express my admiration to you..."
After saying that, Zhehelan slowly closed her eyes, and after a while she seemed to fall asleep, quietly and motionless.
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A man followed Ye Changshan on horseback. He was about thirty years old. He was silent along the way and didn't say a word.
Ye Changshan was riding a horse in front. He looked back from time to time to look at the man behind him. If it weren't for the constant sound of the horse's hooves, he would have doubted whether there was anyone following him.
The man was none other than the disciple of the thatched cottage that Zhe Helan entrusted to Ye Changshan - Zhen.
Ye Changshan suddenly felt a familiar smell on Zhen's body. Seeing this person's taciturn appearance, he always thought of the Seventh Senior Brother who silently swept the floor with a broom. If one day the two of them sit face to face, it must be a very special person. Interesting picture.
Along the way, Ye Changshan always wanted to find an opportunity to break the awkward silence, but he swallowed the words several times. Facing such a frozen person, Ye Changshan really had no choice. I had to deliberately speed up and walk in front, pretending to appreciate the scenery along the way.
"Where is this trip going?"
Just when Ye Changshan was looking left and right, suddenly an extremely calm voice came from behind him without any warning. When he looked back, he saw the man looking at him expressionlessly.
"You...ask me?" There was no third person around at this moment, but Ye Changshan was still a little confused.
Xun nodded.
"you do not know?"
Ye Changshan couldn't help but be speechless when he nodded again. This man is also strange. He has been following me for a long time. Doesn't he even know where he is going?
Ye Changshan scratched his head and said, "We are going to Chang'an."
Xun was startled for a moment and then stopped asking any more questions and continued to move forward on his horse. Seeing this, Ye Changshan thought, since the chat box has been opened, why not take this opportunity to ask him a few more questions? Lest he be taken back to Chang'an when the time comes, he won't even know his true identity.
Ye Changshan slowed down his riding speed slightly, narrowed the distance between the two, and asked, "Hey! Let me ask you, what is your real name?"
Xun frowned at first, then shook his head in confusion.
"Hmm... this..." Ye Changshan shook his head like the poisonous man, then pointed at his head and asked, "What do you mean...?"
"I don't have another name." He replied calmly.
"ha?"
Ye Changshan was a little speechless. You could say you couldn't remember, you could also say it was inconvenient or you didn't want to disclose it, but you said no, which was a bit unreasonable.
Just when Ye Changshan didn't know how to continue the conversation, Zhen spoke first and said, "I don't have a father, so I don't have a name."
No father? Ye Changshan still didn't quite understand the meaning of Zhen's words. Just when he wanted to ask what happened, he heard Zhen continue to say -
"My mother told me before she died that if that person did not die, I would not be able to have a life experience and a name."
"'That person' is..."
Xun turned his head silently, as if he didn't want to mention the person with whom he had a blood feud.
When Ye Changshan saw this, he no longer inquired about the details. Although he had to find out his details in order to keep this person by his side, he also knew that if he really wanted to conquer this person, it would not be achieved by knowing his inner secrets.
"How did you enter the thatched cottage?" Ye Changshan found another topic.
"One time I was picking up garbage to eat, and my master found me. He saw how pitiful I was, so he took me back to the thatched cottage."
"So you have been with your master?"
Zhen nodded and said: "At first, the master just left me to do chores in the thatched cottage. He only accepted me as his disciple when the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty ascended the throne."
"Then if your master dies, wouldn't you feel sad if you don't stay to observe mourning?"
"Master, is he dead?" Zhen couldn't help but was startled again.
Just when Jian Yeshi delivered the poison this morning, the top disciple of the Caotang told Ye Changshan that his master Zhe Helan never woke up after falling asleep last night. Jian Yeshi looked extremely sad, and he could tell that This seemingly cold and ruthless swordsman is actually moved by his true feelings.
I thought that when he mentioned this old flower farmer who raised him, he would show a hint of sadness, but he didn't expect that he didn't even know that his master had passed away. It was really hard to talk anymore that day. Even when facing Qilang, Ye Changshan had never felt this powerless before.
"When... did he leave?" Faced with the death of his master, Zhen couldn't hold it back after all.
"It is said that it was last night." Ye Changshan looked at Zhen, whose expression was still calm, and asked curiously: "Your master is gone...Aren't you sad?"
Seeing Jian Yeshi's sad look this morning, Ye Changshan couldn't help but recall the scene where he and his senior brothers and sisters bid farewell to their teacher. Compared with Xun's calmness and ease, Jian Yeshi's behavior may be more reasonable.
"Birth, old age, illness and death are common sense in this world. Why should we be sad?"
How can this be the words of ordinary people? These are simply the words of a Zen master who has achieved great enlightenment! Ye Changshan cried out in his heart.
At this moment, Zhen spoke again: "I lost this 'emotion' thing a long time ago..."
Ye Changshan sighed silently, thinking that this poisoner, like himself, was a person with a blood feud, right? If he hadn't met Yingping and Yiyi, I might have become such an emotionless person... Ye Changshan touched the purse at his waist, then reached into his arms and took out a delicate hairpin. The hairpin was carefully selected for Yiyi in the jewelry store before he left. Ye Changshan touched the hairpin in his hand as if it were the smooth and delicate jade finger of his sweetheart. He looked to the west. At this time, he was even more eager to return.
Ye Changshan silently put away the hairpin, looked at each other, then galloped away towards home, whipping up his horse.
