Seven days later, compared to the silence of the previous few days, the Baihu Gate finally felt a little lively. The three boys didn't know the feeling of sadness, but they were quite listless in the first two days, especially the younger ones. Their eyes were almost as big as apricots with tears. However, after a few days, they thought about this again. Putting it all aside, although Ye Zhaixian was gone now, there were still a group of senior brothers in front of him, so he had some lazy thoughts, and was grabbed by his ears by several senior brothers from the hot bed and dragged into the courtyard. Walking around and practicing boxing didn't take much time. Although there are still criticisms, if you take a look at the dazzling scars left by the martial arts practice on the backs of the senior brothers' hands, and then look at Yu Gui's ferocious face as if painted with charcoal, there is no trace of sneaky thoughts left. Rubbing his eyes, he went out to practice martial arts.
Among the three people, only the oldest child, who was originally cheerful, turned into a taciturn person after this incident. He stood on the plum blossom pile and walked for three to five hours until his legs became stiff. He was as stiff as iron, so he had to climb up and down the plum blossom pile with great effort. He had been like this for several days, and the disciples were a little stunned.
"Our three junior brothers seem to have been quite shocked. Seeing Yin Sheng practicing martial arts so hard every day is just like seeing our junior brothers walking around like this in the mountains. Fortunately, Master It is only through careful teaching that I have developed such a body that is not weak compared to others. I relied on this to escape from the dangers of death several times, and it has been twenty or thirty years since I came here." The leader of the Baihu Sect, who carries two swords on his back. The apprentice tied the reins of his horse behind the mountain gate, turned around and looked back at the boy walking on the pile. He looked trembling, but his steps were very fast. There was a faint feeling that he was already a little accomplished in his body skills. There are withered yellow grass stems, and I can't help but lean on the courtyard wall and sigh.
"Come on, there really aren't many people in your generation who can compare with this baby Yin Sheng. Don't think that my old man is old and forgets things. When you were the senior brother, you led a group of junior brothers down the mountain to play and almost got lost in the deep mountains and old forests. Among them, in the final analysis, isn't it just to urge the master to practice martial arts? It was only when he was almost in his prime that he calmed down and practiced his body skills to a small degree." The old man on the side teased, without mercy at all, and ridiculed repeatedly, "With that If you are talented, if you are willing to put in some hard work, you can already be on your own today. Even if you go to the Boyu Gang in the capital, you will probably be able to get a leader and helmsman. How could you be reduced to today, just a mess on the outskirts of the capital? Get on board."
"Now that I think about it, I do feel a little regretful," the man said with a strong smile, scratching his head in embarrassment, "But at that time, the candy balls in Fengyou County really tasted better than the delicacies in the world, even if they were beaten by Master afterwards. It was easy to beat, and when I think about it again, I still feel that the beating was well worth it."
The old servant and the disciple came down in silence for no reason, looking at the small tomb deep in the courtyard, wondering what they felt in their hearts.
It was the man who spoke first and sighed, "Mr. Chu has really made up his mind. If he still hasn't made up his mind, I would like to give you a few more words of advice. There are thousands of professions in the world, but in fact, only the old man crossing the boat feels the most desolate, let alone this one." Fang Bianzhou could only send people to the other side, but he still lingered in the center of the river, with only the tide of the river as his companion. It was an extremely painful job, and it was best not to force it."
The old man seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and replied nonchalantly, "Don't say such polite words, leave me here in this mountain. At least if you and a few junior brothers want to go back to the mountain one day to take a look, you won't be surrounded by messes. We have been busy for half our lives, mostly working for the gang leader. Now naturally we have to take care of this small tomb properly, otherwise the plaque of Baihumen will not be suitable for anyone. Although Mr. Yu is willing to stay here There is a journey in the mountains, but sooner or later it has its own path to follow. The ground grass branches and leaves are scattered, and they fall as far as possible with the wind. There is no reason to return to the roots."
As the parting was about to begin, many of the disciples couldn't bear it and took out most of the rare objects they had obtained from their daily walks in the rivers and lakes. Most of them, including swords, daggers, bows and rings, were given to the three boys in the mountains, the old Yao Liang who was recovering from his injuries. Fang, all were given to the old man who had already set up Jiazi in the mountain. Even if he tried to avoid them in every possible way, the things he left behind were still piled up like a mountain. There were even several piles of things neatly placed next to the small tomb, and the incense burner was neatly arranged. There are more than a dozen bunches of freshly made incense.
Yu Gui and the old man stood in front of the mountain gate, overlooking the snow and dust that had been raised when more than a dozen riders rode away, and then descended to the Baishan Mountain.
"In the future, the burden of supervising and teaching these boys to practice martial arts will fall on you, my junior brother. Please don't teach the three great talents left by the sect master to bad things." The old man smiled slyly, patted the black-faced man on the shoulder, and said, He sighed, "The mountains are much deserted now. People say that people tend to be greedy and pure in their old age, but the scene like this is really not in line with the old man's feelings." Without waiting for the man to respond, he walked straight towards the courtyard where the original place was. The ground where the dry well was buried slowly sat down and there was no movement.
When the sudden snowfall in Fengyou County first stopped, more than a dozen disciples riding white gourds came down the mountain and said goodbye with clasped fists, not knowing when they would meet again.
After this snowfall, the merchants in the county were rarely at peace.
In the past few days, the caravan has tidied up all the shops. Until the merchants who originally owned the shops came here to exchange the money for the land deeds, although there was still silence in the gang, Mi Yuhuai's usual prestige was also As a result, the gang was firmly suppressed, and few people had any complaints.
Fengyou County's profit from transporting 30% of the salt and iron canal was really not a small profit, so even if Mi Yuhuai revealed this, most of the gang members were not worried about running out of money and food, even if they were in the wrong with the merchants. Eyes never grew angry.
The people in the county knew that the caravan had changed, but most of them didn't know what it was. When they heard that the shops were going to be returned to the merchants, they were secretly happy at most, thinking that the caravan would eventually show some decline. I drank two more cheap drinks at home.
Mi Yuhuai still sits at the helm most of the day. This scholar has had a slumped back since he climbed the monument that day, but now it is extremely straight. Although his cheeks are still thin and his expression is silent, but how do you look at it? , all of which made several helmsmen in the gang feel very at ease, and they did not act arrogantly. On the contrary, they were a little more calm and composed than in previous seasons.
Rumors spread throughout the gang that this great priest, who had always been in second place, had actually had the intention of taking over the position of gang leader for a long time, so now it seems that he is calm and calm, and does not feel any discomfort at all.
But only a few helmsmen and servants who usually live in the caravan's helm know that this great priest, who seems to have increasingly peaceful features, often looks at the direction of the monument in a daze when no one is around. It takes half a day to look at it, and his expression Mourn.
"Mi Da worships me. Today the snow is gone and the sun is shining brightly. How about a few drinks?"
The scholar put down his pen and ink, raised his eyebrows and looked at the two tall and strong men standing outside the window lattice. He was a little confused for a moment, but seeing that these two people had brought six or seven jars of wine with them, he couldn't delay too much, so he had to get up. After going out, Songsong said with a smile on his shoulders, "It's okay to have a small drink. In the past few days, drinking was not allowed due to mourning, which probably made the two helmsmen very depressed. Now, just drinking a few drinks is not excessive. It's an appropriate amount." That’s it.”
The sky is clear, high and vast, and the sunlight is lazily scattered on the shoulders of the three of them, adding a thin warmth.
In winter, the warmth of the sun is as precious as gold. The preciousness of the sky is always seen when the sudden snowfall first stops.
"In recent days, the worshiper Mi has been seeing silence day by day. We and I really can't bear to look at it, so we came here to invite you to have a drink with the worshiper." Li Wuji said with a rather silly smile, grinning, "Although You shouldn't get drunk, but you should drink it to your heart's content no matter what. At least you can put all the distracting thoughts in your mind behind, right? At worst, after we are drunk, we can send the rice offering back to the house, and we can let go of our hands and feet. "
The scholar smiled bitterly, "Look at the intentions of the two helmsmen. Today, they don't want me, a scholar with a very light drinking capacity, to die drunk in the chief helm. Even if I mean to have fun, how can I be in the chief helm? What's the matter now? There has never been such a precedent, so I cannot accept this matter."
On the side, Captain Wang was very happy. He slapped open the mud seal of the wine jar with one palm, showing that he had bad intentions. "When the river tide is blocked, you should use water to wash away the sand. If people's hearts are blocked, you should let go of your worries with a glass of wine. It's always like this." In my heart, sooner or later, I will suppress the disease. If you, Mi Congfeng, fall down, who can make the decision in such a big gang?"
Since Mi Yuhuai came down the mountain from the monument peak, except for looking far away, his expression has rarely changed. It has been spread among the gang. Although it is seen that this scholar has supported the gang with his shoulders, people with a discerning eye can see Come on, I'm afraid it won't take much to hold on to such a scene.
Li Wuji was a careless person on weekdays, but at this time, he knew not to relax even a little bit, especially the situation of the literati was really worrying. The less he ate, the less he slept. Although his body was straightening day by day, his cheeks were getting thinner day by day. In his eyes, he was originally considered fat and thin, but now he looks like he is emaciated.
The scholar smiled and did not refuse. He drank three full cups of wine in succession, wiped the wine stains on his weak cheeks, and slowly spoke, "They say that if you haven't drank for many days, your throat will feel as if it's burning when you first touch it. Fire is easy to get on the head, but I don’t know why today, it’s not like the usual scene at all, it’s really weird and tight.”
Li and Wang also accompanied him three times. Li Wuji frowned and looked at the face of the scholar in front of him. He was quite suspicious. He deliberately teased the leader Wang next to him and said with a smile, "Back then, when we were drinking together with the gang leader, I remember that we were drinking together." The amount of wine that Mi worshiped was extremely poor. He only had two or three cups of strong wine, and he was already very drunk and made many jokes. How come he is so fierce today? You and I must not take advantage of it. If it spreads in the future, he will be corrupted. How can you have the dignity to see people when you pour offerings under the table?"
Mi Yuhuai's smile grew stronger, and he added another glass of wine, but still didn't open his mouth and slowly poured it into his stomach.
Looking at the world in the direction of the monument peak, his expression became increasingly sad.
