August 12, the 23rd year of Zhaohua.
early morning.
The morning glow fills the sky.
The main courtyard of Huaxi Villa.
The pair of swallows under the eaves on the first floor of the west building have already left their nest. This couple has raised their four children, and today they seem to be teaching them how to forage on their own.
They flew not far and not high, just within Amu's sight.
Li Chenan took Amu back to Huaxi Villa last night, and early this morning he helped Amu sit outside the newly built pavilion.
Amu said he wanted to bask in the sun.
In fact, it was the lotus pond outside the pavilion that would not block his view of these swallows.
After Sun Tuozi's treatment over the past few days, Amu's life has been restored. However, he lost too much blood and his face is still a little pale, but his spirit is obviously much better than before.
Sun Tuozi said that he originally thought it would take half a year for Amu to fully recover, but now it seems that three months is about the same.
To Li Chenan, three months was not a long time, but to Amu, he felt it was very, very long.
Especially since it rained heavily that night.
Then after the rain, Zhongli Ruoyu should have handed the song "Sauvignon Blanc" into Qi Zhishan's hands.
It has been seven days since the rain.
seven days...
I think Miss Ruoyu has achieved her wish.
I should bless her!
That is the best destination for her!
Amu looked at the swallows in the sky, then turned to look at the lotus pond.
The petals of the crushed lotus were gone.
They should obviously be in the lotus pond.
But they certainly didn't leave a trace.
It is estimated that no one except myself knows that there was once a lotus that was about to bloom in this lotus pond.
Just like these little swallows, they will go further south in a few days, and what will be left under the eaves is an empty nest that no one pays attention to.
Few people know that they came here, were born here, and then left here.
So, this is empty.
The swallows will come again next year, but I don’t know if the nest will have a new owner.
Amu was relieved and buried the residual thoughts deep in his heart.
It is a lonely lake.
No more ripples.
There is only one delicate lotus standing tall and graceful.
Blooming for him alone.
He reached out and grasped the knife standing beside the chair.
From this moment on, he only has knives in his heart!
A smile appeared on his knife-like face, but no one saw it.
He withdrew his gaze and his expression was as before.
He looked towards the courtyard, where Li Chenan was practicing sword practice.
He was more surprised by the sword. He knew it was the Fuji sword because he had seen the exact same sword used by Zhong Liruo when he met Mrs. Fan.
That is the sword of the Xijian Tower of Wu State!
Li Chenan actually had one on his body... Looking at Li Chenan's unstructured sword dance, Amu shook his head, feeling that such a good sword was wasted.
Li Chenan had already sheathed his sword. He stood still in the courtyard under Amu's sight, calmed down for a moment, and threw the flying knife in his hand.
He was practicing his flying knife tirelessly, which made Amu frown slightly, because Li Chenan's flying knife was much better than his swordsmanship.
Zhongli Ruoshui walked out of the east building. She stood in the yard and watched Li Chenan practicing flying knives. A smile appeared on her lips. She didn't think Li Chenan was so powerful. She just felt that she could see Li Chenan when she woke up. Unreasonable joy.
When the morning sun jumped out of the sky, Li Chenan picked up all the flying knives again.
He stood in front of the painted target and looked at it carefully, feeling happy in his heart. Most of them hit the target, which was a little higher than before.
He went to wash up at the well in the corner of the courtyard, turned around and walked towards Zhongli Ruoshui, and then took Zhongli Ruoshui's hand and came to Amu's side.
"You use your concealed weapon well."
"But the master wants me to practice sword practice."
Amu glanced at Li Chenan and said, "Senior Wu's Fujian sword would be better if he mastered it, but... you are really not suitable for practicing swordsmanship."
Amu doesn't know how to be euphemistic, and his character is the same as his sword.
Li Chenan raised his eyebrows and didn't care. He picked up Amu, carried him to the pavilion, and placed him on a stool.
"Actually, I'm really not suitable for practicing martial arts."
Amu nodded straightforwardly, "I can see that you started practicing martial arts much later, so you should just keep in shape."
After saying this, he added: "I am responsible for killing people!"
Li Chenan likes brothers like this.
"In the future, you will be indispensable for things like murder, so your task now is to recover as soon as possible."
"There are three days until the Mid-Autumn Festival. I will accompany you to the literary world!"
The Literary Forum is one of the eight famous attractions in Yujing City.
It is opposite Taiyuan University and next to Wenchang Temple.
Li Chenan hasn't gone out these days, and of course he hasn't been there yet, but he heard Zhongli Ruoshui say it.
It is the place where Ningguo’s palace examinations are held every three years. It is also the place where Ningguo’s number one, second and third most successful candidates are recorded for three hundred years.
In addition, that place was also a place where Ningguo's literati and poets left their ink.
Therefore, it is the holy place in the hearts of all students in Ningguo!
Li Chenan made a pot of tea and shook his head: "You need to rest for three months!"
"No, after drinking your wine, I can no longer live without your wine, so you can't die!"
It is unlucky to say death this early in the morning!
Li Chenan glanced at Amu, but Amu looked extremely serious.
"With Uncle An here, can you beat Uncle An?"
Amu shook his head.
"That's it, I still have enough wine, you just need to recover from your injuries! From now on...accompany me to kill people!"
Amu turned to look at the lotus pond, and after a while he uttered one word: "Okay!"
Li Chenan looked at Zhongli Ruoshui, and then asked: "Is there any news about who did that incident on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year?"
This refers to the fact that Jitai's properties in Shanggongtang, Kaiyuan Pavilion, Chenxiang Pavilion, and Jubao Pavilion were all taken over by one guy.
Li Chenan thought it was Lijing Si who did it, so he asked Zhongli Ruoshui to ask the handsome father-in-law. However, Zhongli Ruoshui shook his head: "It's not Lijing Si."
Li Chenan was stunned, thinking who else in Kyoto could dare to confront Ji Cheng so boldly?
"Grandma said I'm afraid it's Mr. Changsun."
"The eldest grandson of the Imperial City Department, Jinghong?"
"Um."
Li Chenan frowned slightly, "Jitai didn't fight back?"
"Xu Shi, the emperor has returned to the palace. Although Ji Tai is the prime minister, Mr. Changsun has been the emperor's teacher after all... Besides, Ji Tai's Fish and Dragon Society is probably no match for the Imperial City Division. He doesn't dare to attack blatantly." The Palace of the King of Hell in the Imperial City Division."
Li Chenan couldn't understand the meaning of Changsun Jinghong's doing this.
Just to warn Ji Tae?
This can only make Ji Tai more alert and make more efforts to improve the strength of the Fish and Dragon Society.
If he really wanted to suppress Jitai, he could launch an attack on the headquarters of the Ichthyosaur Society and eradicate the Ichthyosaurus Society in one fell swoop... He might as well be at odds with Jitai, so he might as well do something more decisive.
When Li Chenan was thinking this, Changsun Hongyi also asked her grandfather under the crooked neck tree in the dark downstairs of the Imperial City Division:
"How about destroying the headquarters of the Fish and Dragon Society in one fell swoop!"
Changsun Jinghong smiled slightly.
He likes such quiet mornings.
Because this is a rare cool time of the day.
He was not sitting in the rocking chair, but in front of the stone table. He was playing chess with Shang Di.
Shang Di didn't make a move at this moment, and also raised his eyes to look at Changsun Jinghong.
He also felt that it should be so.
Changsun Jinghong only said four words:
"Xi Wei is not dead!"
Shang Di raised his eyebrows, "Didn't we find out that Xi Wei is in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
Changsun Jinghong was noncommittal.
"You know Xi Wei's clever plan. Before this old guy was killed... who knew how many holes he had buried in the Ichthyosaurus Society?"
"If Xi Wei is not dead, he will not be able to move the Fish and Dragon Club, this is what Wen Boiyu said."
Shang Di was shocked: "Wen Boiyu came to Kyoto?"
"Come and go."
"Where?"
"Look for Xi Wei!"
Shang Di was startled again, thinking, could it be that Xi Wei from the Prime Minister's Mansion was fake?
"What about Wen Xiaowan...?"
"Scholar Chang has come to Beijing!"
