It is the most beneficial spring of the year, and it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital.

In the five-foot alley, An Ning looked at the cracked sky not far away: "Master, aren't we going to take a look?"

"Look, cook, hungry. The man in the wheelchair was still flipping through the medical book, and he didn't lift his head.

In the palace, Emperor Zhao sat in the main hall, pointed to the sky and asked, "Zhao Li, what did you see?"

Zhao Li raised his head and said: "Maybe it was Lord Li and the one in the Hou family who had a conflict, the sky was cracked, the two sons are really dragons and phoenixes among people!"

"The sky is cracked, how can the sky be cracked, it is only the clouds under the sky that are cracked. Emperor Zhao said slowly, and there was no joy or anger on his face.

When Zhao Li heard this, he immediately fell to his knees in fright: "The slave lost his words, please punish Your Majesty." ”

Emperor Zhao laughed and said: "You dog slave, you are still so careful after so many years, I will not punish you, get up." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Zhao Li quietly wiped the sweat on his head and stood beside him with his hands down.

After a long time, the old man's voice sounded: "I see the future backbone of my Zhao Kingdom. ”

In the afternoon, a light rain fell.

Li Han walked to Wuchi Alley with an oil-paper umbrella, he walked very slowly, step by step, very seriously.

Li Han knew that he was walking on a very important road, and no one had ever been to what direction this road led to.

This time, maybe there is no going back.

The rain grew heavier and more rapid, lightning and thunder began to roar in the distance, and the sky seemed to be pressed down, and it was dark and dreary.

Li Han threw away the umbrella and ran forward quickly, running faster and faster.

The sky poured its own fury, and the rain poured down.

Finally, Li Han came to the door of Abu's small courtyard, stopped, hesitated, smiled again, shook his head, stepped forward, pushed the door and entered.

In an instant, lightning roared, thunder roared, and a bell sounded between heaven and earth.

Under the eaves of the courtyard, the person in the wheelchair was surprised for a moment, and then calmed down, and just said lightly: "Congratulations." ”

In Shanhai Academy, a gray-haired old man put down the worn-out book in his hand. looked in the direction of Jinling and smiled.

At the Jinling City Post House, Han Qi put down the teacup he had just picked up and said to the scholar lying on the bed: "You're in trouble." ”

The scholar smiled: "I'm most afraid of trouble." ”

In the palace, Zhao Li looked at the electric light in the distance, and said with a smile: "Congratulations for Your Majesty! Congratulations for Zhaoguo!"

Emperor Zhao also couldn't hide a smile on his face: "Hahaha! Zhao Guo is prosperous!Hahaha!"

On this day, the son of the Houjia of Shanhai Academy entered Beijing, the young man in the wheelchair hid under the eaves to watch the rain, and the little monk helped a butcher kill ten pigs.

On this day, the legalist Li Han, in Wuqi Lane, entered the road in one step and took the word Xianghe.

An Ning packed up the stove, went to the eaves, and moved a small bench to sit next to the wheelchair.

Then he held his cheeks and looked at the hazy mountain peaks in the distance, and then secretly glanced at his master for a while.

An Ning thinks that the best days may be like this.

"Are you done with today's knife practice?"

A sudden sound broke the quiet atmosphere.

An Ning lowered her head and stuck out her tongue: "There are still five thousand strokes left." ”

The young man said expressionlessly: "Then go, it is better to practice knives in the rain." ”

"Oh!" An Ning stood up, pulled out his worn-out Pu knife, walked into the rain, and waved it one by one.

An Ning didn't dare to be lazy, the master could find out every time, and he had to swing it again if he didn't swing it well.

After waving for a while, the neighbor's uncle knocked on the door and came in, carrying half a basket of eggs in his hand.

An Ning put down the knife and put the eggs in the kitchen.

The uncle sat on the edge of the door and said, "Our family said that at noon, I saw an official coming. ”

"Well, I've been here. The young man replied.

"And what did he say?" the uncle asked hurriedly.

The young man thought for a while: "Maybe it's not good, it was said that he would go to the court in seven days, and the official asked Ah Bu to recuperate from his injuries first." ”

The uncle was silent for a moment when he heard this, then looked at the young man and said, "We are all incompetent, poor people from generation to generation. I can see that you are different, you are different, now you are the only one who can save Abu, please, save his life, Abu, this child is too bitter. He wiped his nose as he spoke, knelt in front of his wheelchair, and kowtowed.

The uncle slapped himself hard: "His mother was beaten by that brute, we all know that the crying every night is really true, I don't care, I can't take care of my own family's affairs." The day his mother left, I didn't care, I got used to it, but I didn't expect that his mother would leave like that, and now Ah Bu is lying on the bed, I still can't take care of it. ”

The young man looked at the courtyard wall and didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he said slowly: "You go, I will save him." ”

The uncle looked at the young man gratefully, wanting to say something.

I heard the young man say again: "I didn't save him because of how miserable he was, there are more people in this world who are worse than him, I can't save him, and I don't want to save him." However, I promised the boy to live in his room and save his life, and that's it. As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the uncle, and the dazzling light hit the uncle, making people dare not resist.

In the end, the uncle left, it seemed that there was still a lot of unspoken words, this southern man who had been on the dock for many years had hidden a lot of secrets in his heart that could not be spoken, a lot of dirty things that were suffocating, but he had nothing to do.

All he can take care of is his own small family and the people waiting for him to come home.

"What a fucking fuck!" the uncle pushed open the door to his house.