"Father, the child is only sixteen years old. He is still young. It is really difficult for him to go down the mountain and wander around." Yin Yi declined.
The father sighed, "I don't want to be a father either. But this is your master's suggestion, let you go down the mountain as soon as possible." Then he spread his hands to express his helplessness.
Yes, it’s still the one-armed old man’s fault in the end. Yin Yi didn't want to resist anymore. He knew how much his father listened to the old man's words. If he was still messing around here, he would probably be forced down the mountain by his own father with a rope when he fell asleep tonight.
In desperation, Yin Yi could only agree and wait for his father to wave his hand before leaving the inner hall.
Go outside. Feel the golden breeze and hear the sound of thousands of leaves. Such a beautiful life is probably going to be far away from him. Thinking of this, Yin Yi shook his head.
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Nanshan, mission platform.
"Teacher, the matter has been settled."
"Um."
Yin Wen stood up and looked at the teacher. When he saw the teacher's empty left sleeve, his heart ached.
Ten years ago, the old man Qing Niu sacrificed his left hand to draw a barrier in front of Han Valley so that no one could cross it to enter or leave Han Valley.
Ten years ago, that shocking sword killed so many people that they were bleeding and floating. The other party's evil intentions continued unabated, and in the following years they sent troops to attack, but they were blocked by the barrier and could not get even half a step closer to Han Valley.
"Tell Yi'er to come to my room tomorrow morning, take the rolled bamboo slips from the case, and take it to the direction of the academy."
"As for you, take this scroll. It contains what I want you to do."
Yin Wen bent down and reached out to take the bamboo slip, nodding in agreement.
"You, go down first, old man, I'll rest here."
"Disciple resigns."
Yin Wenyi cupped his hands and retreated from the preaching platform.
The old man stood up and walked slowly towards his thatched cottage, letting his empty left sleeve flutter in the wind.
He pushed open the double doors of the thatched cottage, walked inside, then turned around and closed it.
He lit the candlestick, took out a roll of bamboo slips from the bamboo box on the side, and placed it on the desk.
Turning around, he looked at the somewhat simple furnishings in the house, which were the testimony of the old man living here for ten years.
The wooden bed was not as exquisite as when I was an official, but it was comfortable to sleep on. Those wooden shelves were filled with classics that the old man had taken the time to write down in the past ten years. On that desk, the person who accompanied the old man recorded what he saw, heard and felt.
The old man did not know at this time that even though he had not been down the mountain for ten years, at the foot of the mountain, his theory was still as popular as it was back then, and it was continuously deduced and deepened.
As night fell, the old man walked out of the thatched cottage uncharacteristically, and walked down the mountain road under the faint moonlight...
The next day.
"Master, what's wrong, the great green bull of the saint's ancestor is missing!"
The servant who took care of the stables hurried over and reported to Yin Wen in a panic.
"Is this happening? Can you ask someone to look around?"
The servant immediately knelt down.
"Master, I discovered something was wrong, so I immediately called for people to look around. But that big green cow, for these years, has been basking in the sun at sunrise on the top of the mountain. After the saint ancestors had breakfast, I was ridden by my ancestors to travel around the mountains.
"But this morning, when the old servant got up, the green cow was not on the top of the mountain. I quickly woke up a few people and looked around, but even half a stick of incense was not found. I was afraid that someone had seen the big green cow. He is spiritual and has been taken away by others. It was us who failed to take care of him and took away the green cow. Please punish the family master. After the family master punishes him, we will go to our ancestors to apologize."
The servant kowtowed furiously, and the servants behind him also kowtowed.
Yin Wen was angry in his heart and was about to scold him when he suddenly recalled the farewell meaning in the old man's words yesterday. He calmed down and looked at the servants and said: "Everyone, get up. The teacher has gone out on a green ox. Now, It’s not your fault.”
The servants raised their heads and continued to kowtow: "The ancestors have gone out, and we didn't notice it. It's my fault. Please punish me, head of the family."
"Let's all disperse. You guys are watching carefully. Yi'er and I are going down the mountain this morning. You prepare your carriages and horses. When I come back in a while, remember to come to me to collect the reward."
The servants' faces were full of surprise, which turned into gratitude.
"Thank you, Master, I'll get ready soon."
Yin Wen nodded and asked the servants to disperse. After a while, he looked at a pillar in the distance and said, "Aren't your legs sore after standing for so long? Why don't you come with me as a father?" Sit down?"
A young man stepped out from behind the pillar, saluted in front of his father with a helpless expression, and then said, "Master is gone."
"Yes." Yin Wen nodded, "Have you brought the things that Master asked you to bring?"
"Here you go, a bundle of bamboo slips. Father, do you want to open it and take a look?"
"No! Although your master left this thing to you, don't dismantle it unless you are told to do so, let alone look at it!"
"But if I don't open it, how will I know what Master wants me to do with it?"
"Your master has already told me, just take it with you and head towards the academy."
Come again! Can't you, old man, finish all these things in one go? He always uses the name of master to show off in front of his son. Of course, it was impossible for Yin Yi to say this. He could only roll his eyes at his biological father in his heart.
"Okay, Yi'er! Now that you're ready, let's go."
"yes."
