When Liu Dashan saw Wen Renzheng speaking so casually, he suddenly became suspicious and looked at Wen Renzheng doubtfully: "Old man, are you sure you want to leave Shu'er to me to take care of you for the rest of your life, instead of testing me?"
Wen Renzheng looked at Young Master Liu's wretched appearance and blew his beard angrily.
"What the hell are you thinking about every day? How can you be a villain who goes back on your word and doesn't believe it?"
"Aren't you insulting me?"
"Old man, calm down, calm down, I'm wrong, I'm wrong!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Wen Renzheng solemnly and raised his hand: "Don't worry, old man, Liu Mingzhi swears to God, if Shu'er is wronged in the slightest by me, Liu Mingzhi will die a miserable death!"
Wen Renzheng nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, if I don't believe in your character, how can I trust you to take care of Shu'er for the rest of his life?"
"I won't have anything to do with the matter between you and Shu'er. Just handle it yourself!"
"Yes, I understand, kid."
"grandfather!"
Wen Renzheng closed his eyes and was silent for a moment, looking at Young Master Liu softly: "Your master and disciple Zi Le can't give you any good advice. From now on, you can only use tricks as you see fit."
"I have tried so hard and thought that I could keep Zi Le, a naturally handsome and talented man, in Dalong, but in the end it was not what I expected."
"In the end, Zi Le returned to the Turks, and even established himself as a Khan, established a royal court, and unified the grassland."
Wen Renzheng recalled the scene when he first met Huyan Yunyao, the scene when the two junior brothers argued endlessly in the academy, and even the scene when Huyan Yunyao was the top scholar in high school.
When he was in Dalong, Huyan Yunyao would visit him every year, but he had never seen her in the past two years.
Even so, when I first arrived in the grassland a few days ago, my former disciple who disguised herself as a man and entered the Great Dragon to study humbly still treated me respectfully.
Teachers are great, teachers are short.
The attitude has not changed at all from before.
Huyan Yunyao is a good disciple. Compared with the big disciple who talks irritatingly, this little disciple pleases me more.
As luck would have it, this apprentice who he was extremely satisfied with turned out to be a steppe Turk.
"The old man taught Zi Le everything he could, and Yan He knew people well and made good use of them, but in the end, he was feeding a tiger into trouble."
"How God's will can play tricks on people, God's will can play tricks on people."
"Thirty years ago, Lao Chan might have been cruel enough to get rid of Zi Le, but the older he gets, the more merciful Lao Chan becomes. Coupled with Zi Le's attitude towards Lao Chan, Lao Chan becomes even more reluctant to do so."
"Especially after Zi Le unified the grassland and achieved hegemony, even if I can take action, I have no confidence."
"The great national master of the Western Turks in the past is now under Zi Le's account. He is also an innate master. The old man may not be able to bear fruit in front of him."
"In a matter of seconds, Lao Chan has cultivated a powerful enemy for Da Long."
"For a moment, the old man didn't know whether to feel relieved or to suffer."
"There are so many mixed flavors, how can one word be "sorrow"?
"Old man, it's already happened. It's too late to regret it. Since it's so bad, why don't you think about how to deal with it? You'll be sad every day, and you'll be happy every day. If that's the case, why do you have to look sad every day?"
"You're right, go back!"
"You must guard this Shanhaiguan."
"The country's gates are unbreakable!"
"When your muscles and veins are nourished and shaped by the medicine, the old man will seal the internal energy in your body."
Liu Mingzhi's face darkened: "Old man, after you teach me the skills, will you always..."
"What are you thinking? If the old man loses his inner strength, he will become an ordinary person. How can he die immediately?"
"Really? But TV... didn't the storyteller say that you will die immediately after receiving enlightenment?"
Wen Renzheng kicked Young Master Liu angrily: "Do you believe what I hear from hearsay?"
Wen Renzheng looked at the clouds on the horizon, and his temperament suddenly became ethereal: "This is why they are just storytellers, but I, Wen Renzheng, am revered as the Heavenly Sword."
Liu Mingzhi nodded happily: "Old man, in this case, the kid will be completely relieved."
"Go back to the city and take a medicinal bath."
...........
November 18, the seventh year of Ruian.
Peace remains among the three countries.
The third heavy snowfall has arrived inside and outside Yingzhou City Shanhaiguan.
And the gloomy sky of Dalong Capital also began to fall with crystal snowflakes, which instantly covered more than a dozen state capitals inside and outside the capital.
The auspicious snow heralds a good harvest.
Dozens of messengers on horseback rode out of the palace. Carrying flags and secret documents, they galloped in all directions against the wind and snow.
Many captive golden eagles and falcons were also waiting in formation on the shoulders of the Ouchi guards, waiting for the wind and snow to stop and immediately soar into the sky.
Various signs indicate that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, but this snow does not seem to have much to do with the word auspicious.
Outside the study room in the inner courtyard of the Yingzhou Governor's Mansion.
Qi Yun, Qi Ya, Qing Lian, Murong Shan, Qing Lian, Wen Ren Yun Shu, and Yun Qing Shi, who rarely go out. These seven beauties are wearing various colored cloaks and holding various weapons in their hands. She was dressed in a smart outfit, wrapped around her exquisite figure, and her pretty eyes were wandering cautiously outside the study.
Snowflakes were falling from the sky, and the seven beauties were like seven fairies guarding the safety of the study.
The husband's painful and hoarse voice came from the study, but it did not disturb the minds of the seven beauties at all, and they still patrolled in preparation.
Today in the inner courtyard of the Governor's Mansion, anyone who enters without a summons will be shot without mercy.
The seventh girl knew deep down in her heart how serious the situation in the study behind her was, and a single oversight would kill both her husband and the old man.
Enlightenment is something that a storyteller can describe in just a few words.
The dangers involved are not enough for outsiders to understand.
Liu Mingzhi's hoarse voice lasted for half an hour before gradually calming down.
The seven women looked at each other and subconsciously looked at the door behind them. Seeing that the door had not been opened, the seven women had a solemn look in their eyes, nodded silently and continued to patrol.
The seven women's faces were calm, but their hearts were extremely tangled.
Whether the transfer of skills was a success or a failure has become a lingering question in the minds of several women.
Because of the snow falling in the sky, the already dark sky became darker early. As dusk fell, the girls had already forgotten what time it was.
Finally, the sound of the door opening was heard, and Wen Renzheng walked out with a calm expression.
"Prepare hot water and let Mr. Liu take a bath and change clothes!"
"Yes, old man."
When the girls saw the old man like this, they all felt relieved.
Except for Wenren Yunshu, they all ran towards the backyard to get busy.
It wasn't until the sky turned completely dark that Young Master Liu felt refreshed and walked toward Wenren Yunshu's courtyard with a lantern.
"Old man, are you there?"
"come in!"
"yes."
The lights were dim and the conversation in the room never stopped for a moment.
Sometimes indignant, sometimes passionate, sometimes heroic, sometimes depressed, sometimes lonely, sometimes sighing.
There was light in the east, and a long sigh came.
"Boy, stick to your heart and you will always succeed."
"Shu'er's side has already made arrangements for me. Remember what I said, don't let her down and treat her well."
"Old man, where are you going? You have to give me a direction. If I get married to Shu'er in the future, how can I do it without you always being there?"
"The sky is big and the earth is big, there is a place for my seven-foot body to settle down and live."
"Where to go, just take it one step at a time. Fortunately, your muscles have given me some strength to go back the way I came."
"The world is so big, I want to see it again."
"Old man, since you have decided to go, I won't stop you. You must remember to write frequently to report that you are safe."
"I know, I'm leaving now. Don't send me away to save me the sadness."
A piece of news came and went without a trace, and he walked steadily towards the outside of the Governor's Mansion with a baggage on his back.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Wen Renzheng's back and sighed silently: "Old man, take care."
"Liu Mingzhi, grandpa is gone?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Wenren Yunshu, who had come to him at some point, with misty eyes, nodded slightly, and slowly opened his arms.
"Shu'er, just cry if you want to. It'll be even more uncomfortable if you hold it in your heart."
Wenren Yunshu flew into the arms of his sweetheart like a flying swallow returning to its nest, holding her sweetheart tightly and sobbing.
"Ami... Bah... Immeasurable life and blessings, you young man, do you want to cultivate immortality with a poor Taoist?"
