From the waiter serving the tea to finishing the pot of tea, it only takes two seconds.
After drinking the tea, Wei Li left the teahouse.
No matter how intense his emotions were, he would only give himself a cup of tea to calm them down.
He had too much to do and no time to waste.
In the afternoon, he returned to the Yulin Guard Camp for duty. After his duty in the afternoon, he went straight back to the Wei Mansion in East 2nd Lane. After entering, he went to the study to continue handling official duties.
It quickly became dark, and the lights were turned on in the study.
When the flames suddenly floated, the young man who had been immersed in the desk looked up. There was a person standing in front of the desk.
Wearing night clothes and a face scarf, he has a tall and majestic figure, deep black eyes and a cold aura.
Seeing him, a smile appeared on the young man's lips, "Uncle Broken Knife."
Broken Dao pulled down his scarf and walked to the solid wood armchair next to the desk with his unfamiliar and ordinary face and sat down. "I went to the teahouse in the afternoon and saw the message you left for me. What happened?"
"Hong De ordered me to regain the place of exile. All the forces will do so if they can, and those who can't will be killed. Before I took the order and left the palace, he asked me to take off my mask." Wei Li narrated the story in a calm and calm tone, no longer the beginning. Ups and downs, "I have done too many bad things, and I have hidden too many ghosts in my heart. His doubts about me have never been eliminated."
Emperor Hongde actually did not recognize him.
After more than ten years, he had been bloody on the battlefield for five years, and his appearance and temperament were completely different from those when he was young.
But even though his appearance had changed and he lied about his age, Emperor Hong De was still suspicious.
Wei Li lowered his eyes, sarcasm creeping into the corners of his eyes, "He knows how many innocent souls he has in his hands, and even in his dreams he is afraid that the innocent souls will come to claim his life."
Broken Blade listened to him quietly and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"I will leave immediately after the royal sacrifice in mid-autumn and return to the place of exile."
"A Li, you and I have a master-disciple relationship, and I also appreciate your tenacity and courage, but if you dare to hurt them, I will kill you myself." The fire light jumped, and Broken Blade's deep eyes stared at the young man lightly, There is the sternness of the elders deep in his eyes.
Wei Li looked at him and said seriously, "Uncle Broken Knife, I am burdened with hatred, and the only goal of my life is revenge. However, I also know that the deceased is dead, and I can only choose between being a disciple of Beicun and revenge. I decided to study in Beicun. Because my relatives who are still alive around me are more important."
He never knew what he really wanted.
As a son, my mother's revenge must be avenged.
In order to give him a chance to survive, my grandfather's family risked their lives to protect him, and this revenge must be avenged.
However, the total time that he had relatives by his side was ten years, half of which was given by his mother and grandfather, and the other half was given by Tubeicun and Xiaosu's family.
If one day he really had to make a choice, he would choose to let all his relatives and friends in Tubei Village continue to live well.
He knew that his mother's spirit in heaven would also support him in doing so.
But we haven't reached that stage yet, and it's still undecided who will win between him and Emperor Hongde!
Broken Blade looked at the young man, and the stern look in his eyes slowly faded away, "I have reconnected with my old subordinates over the years, and I am looking for an opportunity. If you have a plan, I will help you."
The young man took off his mask and slightly raised his eyebrows under the light, showing his confidence and calm posture, "Master, don't underestimate Li'er. Before I leave Beijing, I will give Hong De a big gift. The day I return to Beijing, that is Time to close the net.”
Broken Blade was silent, then whispered softly, "... brat."
"Soon I will be able to go back to the place of exile to visit Grandpa Su and Grandpa Su and the others. It has been several years since you left. When will you go back?" Wei Li smiled with his white teeth in this short moment. , the boy lost his maturity beyond his age, revealing what a boy of seventeen or eighteen should look like.
"I can't go back for the time being. Now that I've reconnected with my former friends, there's no guarantee that no one is secretly checking on me. Going back will only bring danger to the place of exile and implicate innocent people. It won't be too late to come back after the matter here is resolved. "Speaking of going back, Duandao's expression softened a little.
According to outsiders, the place of exile was not a good place.
There are evil people everywhere, there is no order, the weak and the strong eat their fists, it is a place that ordinary people talk about with disgust.
But he was there, spending the most difficult time in his life.
There, those who accompany him through the trough, whether it is the blustering and poisonous old man, the scheming Huo Ziheng, the mysterious and proud Bai Xiaofeng, or the Xiao Su family who brings the ordinaryness and warmth of their parents to him, or even those who always The children who like to be close to him are the light in his dark journey.
He loves it there.
Will eventually return home.
Broken Blade pulled back from his thoughts and looked at the young man under the lamp, "Since you don't need my help, why did you leave me a message? At the cusp of the storm, our meeting will only increase the risk of you being caught."
Since Emperor Hong De was always suspicious, how could he be secretly watched without anyone else?
The young man smiled again, "In this huge city of Changjing, you are the only elder here. I have something on my mind that I want to share with my elders, so I left you a message."
"..." Nonsense.
The light flickered again, and the armchair next to the desk was empty.
Wei Li looked at the empty place, the smile on his lips slowly disappeared, and he turned his head to stare at the nearby firelight in a daze.
He wanted to go to Beicun again.
In these years in the military camp and in Changjing, every day and every night, I thought about it all the time.
But he couldn't have the slightest contact with there, lest he be noticed.
Day after day, year after year, he learned to restrain his thoughts.
We can always meet again in the future.
soon.
He took the pen and paper placed on the desk and quickly wrote the secret letter, his breath calm and steady again.
He is no longer the same as Wei Li when he was five years old.
When Wei Li was five years old, he was helpless when faced with great changes. He was as confused and wandering as a rootless duckweed, and he harbored hatred, so he desperately tried to grasp the straw around him.
But now, he has already taken root again.
His roots are rooted in the place of exile, Tu Beishan, and Xiao Su's family.
Even if his head is bruised and bruised all over his body, as long as he turns around, he will have a home and a nest to return to.
Therefore, you can act more calmly.
That night, the secret message fell silently in Prince Xiu's mansion, where Prince Xiu lay beside his bed.
…
Darong, the Eight Immortals Peak in the northern suburb of Xindu.
A palace halfway up the mountain is looming among the green mountains and forests. Looking at the foot of the mountain, there are clouds and mist surrounding it, and the fairy atmosphere is floating in the air.
Next to a stream at the foot of the mountain, boys and girls each took a bucket of dirty clothes, soaked it in water, put it on a big stone by the stream, and beat it with a stick.
"Jiu'er, the calluses on my brother's hands are all from washing clothes." The young man danced with a stick and bang bang, beating the clothes as an enemy, "We have been here for two months, right? We wash clothes every day! It's so big A gang doesn’t even hire a few laundry maids?”
On the contrary, Tianbao beat him slowly and leisurely. When he was not happy with it, he put down the mallet, sat down on the grass next to him, and threw a pear over casually, "It's good. The mountains and rivers are beautiful. Let's just watch the scenery."
Bai Yu also threw away the mallet, gnawed on the pear and crawled to lie down next to the girl. He looked at the blue sky and white clouds above his head, listened to the birds chirping in the stream, turned his head and watched the butterflies flying around the wild flowers on the roadside.
Indeed, the scenery is beautiful and pleasant.
But they are here for business.
"Jiu'er, don't forget the business."
"I haven't forgotten. I have memorized more than a dozen faces."
"..."
