The boy looked at him and nodded.

Seeing his serious appearance, Lin Shan laughed at himself for no reason: Am I doing a little too much? Firewood that can make a fire for cooking is good firewood, so why teach a child to chop firewood so accurately?

He was laughing at himself, when he suddenly heard the boy next to him say in surprise: "Sir, your hands are blistered!" ”

Lin Shan followed his gaze to his hand, but the child was already running towards the kitchen quickly. After a while, I saw him walking out with a basin, Lin Shan looked at him suspiciously, and listened to him: "I'll help my husband wash his hands, my father, the wound must be cleaned in time to get better quickly." ”

Lin Shan didn't do anything about it, so he sat down with a chopping wood and let the child wash his hands. It's just that the child is always a child, and he can't pinch it well, or maybe he didn't think of this at all, and Lin Shan frowned from time to time after making a fuss, but he didn't blame the child. At this moment, he had a strange state of mind, although the broken skin of his palm was not comfortable under the boy's service, but his heart felt very peaceful.

When the child helped him wash his hands halfway, he couldn't help but look up at him curiously, but saw that Lin Shan was also looking at him, and when the two of them made eye contact, he had already opened his mouth and asked, "I don't know yet, what is your name?" ”

The child replied seriously: "The boy's surname is Xing, and his name is Xingfeng. After he finished answering, he immediately asked rhetorically: "Ask sir, your surname is your name." ”

Lin Shan didn't answer, but asked around the corner: "You don't even know my name, why do you tell others that I am Mr. 'Lizhengtang'?" ”

Xing Feng smiled and said: "I heard that the teaching gentleman of the 'Lizheng Hall' is talented and magical, so I guess" When he came here, his tone paused, his eyes showed a hint of surprise, and he turned the conversation and said, "Isn't Mr. not?" ”

Lin Shan shook his head slightly, not knowing whether he was denying it or blaming Xing Feng, but said: "It's not right to lie after all." ”

Xing Feng didn't mean to be weak about this, nor did he quibble, but after being stunned, he hesitated a little and said, "I just want to be able to watch Mr. teach quietly." ”

After saying this, he bowed his head and was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking. Lin Shan didn't break the silence in front of him at this time, he waited for his explanation.

Sure enough, after a while, Xing Feng finally raised his head and explained seriously: "Maybe I'm lying, but I don't mean to hurt people, my father sued me, it's not terrible to lie, I'm most afraid of lying in order to hurt people, and the most hateful thing is that I don't know when I'm lying, and I don't admit my lies." ”

"Well, your father has to be right." Lin Shan nodded, and said, "Even if you can't enter the academy in the future, you can still grow into a good man by studying with your father." ”

"I will." Xing Feng nodded seriously.

"But I still want to tell you." Lin Shan looked at him and said quietly: "You are a soft-spoken person now, and no one will care too much about what is wrong, but when you grow up, you need to be cautious." Assuming that the 'Lizheng Hall' is not a school, but a cottage that the yamen is encircling and suppressing, do I have to get into trouble because of your words? There are many ways for a righteous person to solve his own troubles, but it is by no means as simple as pushing the troubles away. ”

Xing Feng listened silently, understanding Lin Shansuo's words with some difficulty in his heart, and it was not until the end that he was a little surprised and afraid, and hurriedly apologized.

Lin Shan smiled and said, "You are just a child, making a mistake is nothing, but this man's backbone cannot be lost since he was a child because he is afraid of making a small mistake." ”

Xing Feng was stunned for a moment, but finally smiled innocently.

Waiting for Xing Feng to dry Lin Shan's hands, he was also ready to get up and leave.

It's just that Xing Feng saw that Lin Shan didn't seem to want anything, and the teacher problem that he had been worried about slowly dissipated, but it turned into a question and swirled. When he saw Lin Shan standing up and about to leave, he finally couldn't help but speak, "Sir, why are you helping me chop wood?" I"

He hesitated for a moment before continuing, "My father, don't accept the favor of a stranger lightly. Some people take the initiative to help you, but they don't really want to be nice to you, they may be helping you with a purpose. ”

Lin Shan couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he heard this. The children of poor families are in charge of the family early, because they have to fight for everything themselves to get it, so although the child in front of him is only five years old, his mind to think about things has grown ahead of time. He never mentioned his mother, his mouth was full of his father, and when he saw the deserted appearance of the kitchen, he estimated that he was a bitter child whose mother died early, and under his father's knees, he would naturally come into contact with the worries and sorrows that only adults need to have.

As soon as she thought of this, Lin Shan suddenly remembered that the child she was taking with her now was Cheng Dù, who was almost fatherless and motherless, so which direction should her life go? All of a sudden, a bitterness mixed with sadness came to my heart.

He was silent for a while before he scooped his tone and said in a gentle tone: "Your father is right, but not all right, some people will help you like your father, and some people really want to help you for your good." And I, neither, I just want to chop wood. ”

"The kid doesn't understand."

Lin Shan looked at the doubts in Xing Feng's eyes, as if a layer of mist was steaming up in his clear eyes, thinking that if this fog had been entrenched for a long time, it would settle down and leave traces! Therefore, it is difficult for adults with all kinds of troubles that increase with age to have pure eyes like children.

After sorting out his thoughts and wanting to make his explanation a little simpler, he said: "So, for example, if you meet a little white rabbit that fell into a trap on the road, maybe the first time you will help your father catch it, but when you encounter this situation ten times and a hundred times, will you go and release it once?" ”

"And when you let it go, you actually lose a prey, but at that time you watched your prey run away, and you were happy in your heart." Vaguely feeling that he seemed to be becoming more and more ethereal, Lin Shan's tone paused, but he was quickly relieved. Maybe this is a state of mind that a child can't comprehend at all, so simply mysterious, maybe let him remember the one-sided words first, and how to understand it later, relying on his own growth experience to enlighten him.

"Happy, you can't eat it, you can't exchange it for silver, but when you're happy, you will feel like that feeling very much."

After Lin Shan's last sentence, Xing Feng was even more confused. He shook his head vigorously, and was about to continue asking him, when he saw a pigeon fly out of nowhere and land firmly on Lin Shan's shoulder. When Lin Shan looked at the pigeon, his eyes changed instantly. The punishment wind didn't show any kind of change, but he felt that the strangeness and coldness emanating from this strange gentleman suddenly became heavier, and his heart was also afraid again, and he swallowed back what he was going to ask.

Lin Shan reached out and took the pigeon from his shoulder, the pigeon was also strange, and he didn't know how to resist when he was caught. After that, Lin Shan walked silently towards the carriage that had been parked not far away, but he didn't even say a word of farewell to Xingfeng.

This change was so fast that Xing Feng was reluctant to give up, and couldn't help but shout: "Sir, can I see you in the 'Lizheng Hall' in the future?" ”

Lin Shan glanced back at him when he heard the sound, but this glance gave Xing Feng a feeling, which made Xing Feng shrink in his heart. Xing Feng suddenly remembered what the strange uncle had admonished him a moment ago, and quickly lowered his head.

And the reason why he is like this is because he realizes that he has made a mistake again, and secondly, because Lin Shan's mood has changed at this time.

Xingfeng didn't know the origin of the pigeon, but Lin Shan could see at a glance that it was a four-season pigeon bred by the military, and sniffed out the message it represented from a small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's leg. That's why he instantly regained the state he had been in a few days ago, when he had been circling among the nobles of Kyoto.

Although Xingfeng's mind is a little precocious, it is only limited to considering one side of things. Although he couldn't understand the cold look in Lin Shan's eyes, he was very sensitive to the sensitivity of that dangerous aura.

It's like a baby in swaddling clothes that is quiet in its mother's arms, and when it is placed in a stranger's arms, it is likely to cry. It's an innate sensibility, and the purer the heart, the stronger it feels.

Lin Shan saw that there was fear in his eyes the moment he saw Xing Feng hanging his head, and he seemed to understand that he had unintentionally revealed something in his eyes, which was not suitable for such a young child to see. He didn't say a word to Xing Feng again, only hesitated for a moment and walked towards the carriage parked beside him.

Aunt Li had already taken the child to the house arranged by Ma An to rest, and Ma Anyi, who had gone and come back after a trip, sat on the front board of the car, and when she saw Lin Shan coming back, she couldn't wait to get up, and hurriedly asked, "Childe, why do you do this kind of rough work?" If you pity this kid and want to help him, just call me. ”

Lin Shan sat back in the carriage and sizzled into the blisters on his palms as he said, "I helped that kid, but I also helped myself. ”

Ma An looked at him puzzled.

Lin Shan exhaled briefly and said, "There is no pile of firewood that is more suitable for removing the boredom in my heart, how can it be effective if you don't do it yourself." ”

Ma An came to his senses when he heard this, he laughed dryly, and then looked at the pigeon held by Lin Shan and said with a smile: "How did this pigeon fly here?" ”

Lin Shan looked at him meaningfully and said, "You can see it too?" It's good to see it, pay attention in the future, don't accidentally stew it, this village can live with hunters! ”

Ma An said with a senseless face: "Childe, you are joking again, don't you know the character of this pigeon?" A normal hunting bow can't help it. ”

Lin Shan smiled at this, sat upright in the car, and lowered the curtain. Seeing this, Ma An stopped talking, the road in the village was narrow and uneven, and he could not drive the horse to gallop, so the whip in his hand was just a flicker, and the horse drove away.

When the carriage was far away from Xing Feng's house, he heard Lin Shan's slightly deep voice from behind the curtain: "Ma An, there is a chance to find out who is hosting the 'Lizheng Hall'." However, if the door is too tightly sealed, don't force it. ”

When Ma An heard this, there was a puzzled look in his eyes, but he asked something, but he just agreed in a deep voice.