Since losing to Liang Lusheng that night, Gongxi has never offended her publicly, but secretly he has complained a lot in front of Qin Xian and Song Qian.
When Mo Qijia woke up that night, he and Song Qian cared about Liang Lusheng as usual.
However, Liang Lusheng had been catching Qin Xian practicing swordplay all day, and they couldn't help, so they had to study and practice calligraphy with her husband.
Half a month passed like this.
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There is no snow in Zuzhou today, the sky is clear and the air is clear.
There are more people in Stone City, but besides people there are other creatures, such as cats.
A middle-aged man in mysterious clothes led an eleven or twelve-year-old girl. The girl was wearing a floral coat and looked cute and playful. The two stood at the gate of Stone City, looking at the newly built city, and they didn't know what they were whispering.
Behind them is a woman with a thin white cat squatting on her shoulders.
The white cat stretched out, squatted on the woman's shoulder, and stomped on him in a bored manner. The untied claws hooked the threads of her silk skirt and rubbed all the cat hair on her body.
The woman has no temper towards the cat. Not only is she not annoyed, but she will sometimes indulge in rubbing the cat's head and letting it step on it a few more times.
But at this moment, she was rarely in the mood to play with the cat.
Because some things were not done and some people were not found.
Seeing that her way was blocked by a middle-aged man leading a conversation with the girl, she whispered: "Excuse me, please give way."
The middle-aged man turned around and looked at the man. Before he could say sorry, the girl next to him tilted her head and said playfully: "What an ugly kitten."
The white cat seemed to be spiritual. Seeing the girl talking about it, it suddenly became furious and stared at the girl coldly with its green eyes.
When the girl saw that the cat was angry, she smiled instead and said in her childish voice: "Look, it's angry."
Although there was complaint in the words, there was no malice.
The middle-aged man said, "Sorry, Hu'er doesn't mean any harm."
He knew this white cat.
Its appearance here means that Gu Chen has not come.
It seems that neither the Dinghu Cave Heaven nor the monkey demon can attract him?
The woman patted the white cat and smoothed its hair. "It's okay." Then she passed the middle-aged man and headed into the city.
After the woman and the white cat left, the girl was dissatisfied and said: "This sister looks a few years older than me, but she feels like Mother Li, cold and cold."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man said angrily: "Be careful what you say when you go out. Do you think you are in Youlu?"
The girl pouted aggrievedly, "Oh~"
"Why don't you, brother..." The girl realized that she had made a mistake and immediately covered her mouth with her little hand.
The middle-aged man snorted coldly and walked towards the city.
As soon as the two of them entered the city, a young man in gray clothes came forward and asked, "May I ask if there is a Luguan Hammer Master in heaven and earth?"
The middle-aged man looked sideways and asked, "What's the matter?"
The young man in gray clothes bowed deeply and said, "My master, please step aside and speak."
The middle-aged man asked with deep eyes: "Who?"
"Little Juxian Mountain!"
"The one from Nandan also went there just now?"
"Senior Nan Dan has passed away."
"lead the way!"
The two of them were led by the young man in gray clothes and turned into an alley. They then walked through several streets and came to a door.
Hanging on the lintel is the word "Juxian".
After entering the courtyard, the servant led the two of them to a side hall and said, "Master Guan Chui, please take a rest here. There are still people who have not arrived yet. I will invite the seniors to come over then." He bowed and left.
At the same time, in another side hall.
The woman patted the white cat and told it to go away, then walked to the window with her hands behind her hands.
I wonder if it will snow tomorrow if the weather is so clear.
The more beautiful it is, the closer it is to destruction, but the snow scene is also beautiful.
Nandan is like spring all year round. I liked it very much when I saw snow for the first time, but after seeing it a lot, I don’t think it’s so good. I still like Nandan more because it’s too cold.
"My grandpa asked you to come, are you sure?" The woman pondered for a moment and said, "That is the most talented Wuzhi Qi after Ying Long."
The white cat gave her a deadpan look.
Then he jumped up on the window sill, raised his big tail, and gave a long "meow" to his owner.
The woman said calmly: "Speak humanly!"
"Wuzhiqi has been suppressed by Dinghu for so long, and Yinglong is locked up. I think his strength is only one or two. All he needs to do is kill him with one strike and not let him escape to recuperate." The white cat spat. The person said that his voice was actually a little old.
The woman hesitated, "What if I run away?"
The white cat rolled his eyes, meaning that there is no need to say that?
Oh, yes, running away would threaten Grandpa's status, so he would naturally take action, but couldn't he go there in person and settle things once and for all? It had to be so troublesome.
The woman had a strange expression.
The white cat knew what he was thinking and thought: How can he not be lazy? He is just an old turtle.
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The sky is empty except for the sun.
Just like the school now, there are only teachers.
Gao Qingsuo said he was going out for a walk. He was the only one in the study. He closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.
Qin Xian opened the door and walked in. Seeing that her husband had his eyes closed, she thought about exiting.
Laughter lines appeared in the corners of Zhang Jian's eyes and he said "Hey".
Qin Xian stopped.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Jian asked.
"There may not be any more students coming to the school." Qin Xian whispered, and after a moment of silence, she added: "Mo Qijia saw that no children came to the school, so he asked them one by one, and got the same reply, they are not coming. "
Early the next morning after Mr. Da announced that Zhang Jian had been removed from his position as Mr. Da, the news exploded in Zuzhou and the world.
There needs to be someone's push here.
That's sir!
If you are a gentleman in the world, if you pass down the statue of the saint and the Master, you will be treated as a distinguished guest wherever you go. Even after your death, you may be entitled to the bells of the Ancestral Temple and other gifts.
For a time, rumors about Zuzhou sprouted like bamboo shoots after a rain: some said they saw Zhang Jian kill people and dump their bodies with their own eyes; some said Zhang Jian killed people and filled the whole village; and some people listed Zhang Jian's ten crimes. Everything is said in a serious way, just like the truth!
As soon as the rumors spread, who dared to send their children back and forth, the school would naturally be empty.
Since ancient times, the human heart has been the most unpredictable.
"This is public opinion, are you afraid?" Zhang Jian suddenly asked.
Qin Xian was silent for a long time after hearing this. Zhang Jian seemed to have infinite patience and did not rush.
"Are you afraid, sir?" Qin Xian asked
"Afraid." Zhang Jian said calmly: "But for the common people in the world, if I can't be tolerated by the common people, I won't be able to do it if I'm afraid."
The sun was shining slantly outside the window, and the wind was light.
The two looked at each other, one with his eyes closed and the other standing.
The picture is beautiful, quiet and peaceful.
After a long time, Qin Xian said: "Since the common people can't tolerate you, can you still tolerate the common people?"
Zhang Jian opened his eyes and looked at Qin Xian, a smile flashed in his eyes.
"You won't know until you try." Zhang Jian slowly stood up, walked to the door, and then looked back at Qin Xian, "Do you believe me?"
Qin Xian was silent.
"It's enough if you believe me." Zhang Jian smiled slightly and strode out.
Only one sentence is left, "Just to create peace for all generations!"
Every step Zhang Jian took was extremely determined. Behind him is an empty school, and the future of a young man full of infinite possibilities.
When he walked to the entrance of the courtyard, he called Qin Xian: "Follow me."
The two of them walked all the way out of Lizi Village, walked through the orange grove, and walked to the silent Ding Mountain and the shabby house.
Old Man Ge was still tying up the paper figurine.
Zhang Jian stepped forward and saluted: "Mr. Ge, I was in a hurry last time and didn't bother to salute you. Please don't blame me."
He added: "The paper figurines in this room will be useless if they are pricked enough."
Old Man Ge turned a deaf ear and just kept pricking the paper man.
Zhang Jian didn't care and said to himself: "I remember when I first met you, you didn't believe this."
Old Man Ge pricked the paper man's hand.
"Actually, the paper man you made is useless!" Zhang Jian said lightly.
Old Man Ge looked up at Zhang Jian with cold eyes.
Zhang Jian sighed and said: "Since ancient times, love has been the most difficult word, but you have pricked so many and burned so many, what on earth are you going to do?"
Old Man Ge said with red eyes: "I dreamed that she was bullied down there..."
Zhang Jian stared at Old Man Ge blankly. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
Old Man Ge turned around and looked at the horizon, and said quietly: "I know these may be useless, but I have no choice."
Zhang Jian said with relief: "Senior, she is so beautiful, who can bully her? It's just that you miss her too much."
When Qin Xian heard this, she understood.
It turns out that whether Grandpa Ge made paper figures or asked him to find willow branches, it was all for the sake of his sweetheart, but this sweetheart has already passed away.
Old Man Ge touched a frayed paper figure on the corner and sighed, "What did you do here today?"
"Let me show you a person." Zhang Jian wrote lightly.
"You really have this idea!" Old Man Ge said.
Zhang Jian smiled slightly but said nothing.
Old Man Ge glanced at Zhang Jian, then at Qin Xian, snorted and said, "Come with me."
The house was very dilapidated, there was air leakage everywhere, and the house was filled with a strong smell of dust.
Old Man Ge opened the door and walked in first.
Zhang Jian and Qin Xian followed closely behind.
Old Man Ge pulled out an old wooden box from under the bed and threw it to Zhang Jian.
Then he said to Qin Xian: "You have to think clearly, getting on his ship will be a hundred times more painful than being hit by a sword!"
Qin Xian was puzzled.
Zhang Jian packed the wooden box and said with a smile, "I haven't told him yet."
"Don't open it?" Old Man Ge said.
Qin Xian looked at Zhang Jian doubtfully.
Zhang Jian smiled and said: "Wait a minute, he may not have thought about it yet. What do you think of him?"
Old Man Ge said angrily: "Who will do the job of guarding the door? I think you want him to accept your wish!"
Zhang Jian didn't answer.
Old Man Ge snorted coldly, walked out, picked up the kettle, and went to water the flowers.
Zhang Jian looked at Old Man Ge's leaving figure and said with a smile, "It seems you think he can do it too!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the wind moved around him.
Although Qin Xian didn't know what was going to happen, her expression changed because her husband seemed to be a little different.
Zhang Jian smiled calmly, "Didn't you say you wanted to be a gentleman before? Now I can give you the answer to your question that day. The gentleman who killed someone is no longer a gentleman. What should you do?"
