In the tavern, the old man sat cross-legged behind the desk with no image, eating a mouthful of wine and a mouthful of food, and every time he drank a glass of wine, he would make a sound of smacking.

The old man drank very quickly, and after a while, a jar of Qin wine was drunk by him, and he shook the empty jar of wine, the old man slapped the table and shouted: "Man, the wine is gone, another jar of Qin wine, the old man has not drunk it yet." ”

The guy in the shop listened to the old man's words, and was a little unmoved, and turned his head to look at Wei Ying, who was drinking with his head down. And Wei Ying waved his hand and said to the guy: "Regardless of the above, I am happy today, and how much I drink will be recorded on my head." ”

"Okay." The guy immediately ran to the back to carry the wine.

Qin Chuan looked at the old man's expression, and secretly thought in his heart: "This old man didn't come here to cheat on wine." ”

The old man coughed violently on the other side. After the guy brought the wine, he took a sip of Qin wine, and his originally red face eased down.

Picking up the wine glass, the old man said to Wei Ying a little drunkly: "Mr. Xie Qin wine, the old man has nothing to hold, so he can only drink this cup to show his respect." After speaking, he took a sip of the wine in the glass.

Wei Ying was also a little drunk, and when he saw the old man arrogantly drinking the wine in the cup, he also filled his own wine glass and drank it in one gulp. The two looked at each other and smiled, and then began to drink to themselves. Qin Chuan buried his head and continued to deal with the mutton on the plate.

Soon, a jar of wine on the desk was drunk by Wei Ying, and after standing up and settling the account with the store, he pulled Qin Chuan and walked out. And the old man didn't know when he had already stood up, and said staggeringly: "Thank you sir for your leniency today, I can't repay the old man, I only have a piece of jade that I got by chance, and I want to give it to this little brother, so I ask Mr. not to shirk." ”

The old man's reddish face suddenly became smiling, his eyes narrowed, and he dug through his tattered clothes for a long time, and finally took out a round piece of white jade.

The round jade pendant has a rough surface, and it is not a valuable thing at first glance. Seeing the sincere expression on the old man's face, Wei Ying had no choice but to nod.

The old man reached out and put the jade into Qin Chuan's hand. Qin Chuan held the piece of white jade, clasped his fists at the old man and saluted, "Grandpa Xie's jade." ”

The old man drank and waved his hand, indicating that this piece of jade was worthless and did not need to be taken to heart.

"It's getting late, let's go home." Wei Ying said goodbye to the old man, and then pulled Qin Chuan out of the tavern.

"Yu Pei for Qin wine, it is reasonable, no one can come out to pick and choose, the old man suffers a loss, he suffers a loss, who called the old man I love to drink." After the old man finished speaking, he picked up the remaining half jar of Qin wine on the desk and walked towards the outside of the city.

Back at the Guogong Mansion, Wei Ying rested for a while, then led the horse and prepared to leave, and when he left, he instructed Qin Chuan: "I will send someone to send the two hundred gold you want tomorrow, and the guards will also give you a new batch, so that you don't have to be trapped in the mansion every day, but remember not to provoke right and wrong." ”

In the face of Wei Ying's instructions, Qin Chuan said yes again and again.

Wei Ying nodded with satisfaction, stopped any longer, and rode towards the city gate.

Waiting for Wei Ying to leave and return to the mansion, Qin Chuan's face became a little gloomy, and he sat behind the desk, constantly thinking about what had happened in the past two days.

First of all, the answer to the test was dropped, so the result was that after a while, I was going to the western land. It is said that it is to learn from the spirit of the old Qin people who are not afraid of fighting to the death, but in fact, they have sent themselves out, and they will fend for themselves in the future, and no one cares. This made Qin Chuan feel the smell of conspiracy.

And then I worship Wei Ying as Mr., this is the best news in this period of time, even if I go to the western land, in the name of Wei Ying's student, no matter what I do, it will be very convenient, even if the situation is bad, at least I can ensure that my life is worry-free.

And what made Qin Chuan feel most puzzled was the voice that suddenly appeared in his heart, why did he stop himself from worshipping Wei Ying as a teacher? It's always a puzzle.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't come up with the key to it, so I simply put these things aside. And the thing that made Qin Chuan happiest was the change of being able to enter and leave the monarch's mansion freely. As for what happened in the tavern today, Qin Chuan didn't pay attention to it at all, and the jade pendant was casually placed in the bedroom.

"If you are weak, you will be beaten." Qin Chuan lay on the ground with his hands on his pillow, a little helpless.

When night came, I looked at the round moon in the sky and counted the day, and tonight was the day when the blind old man came.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, the figure of the old man really appeared in front of the Taimiao, and Qin Chuan still put a small jar of wine and a jar of mutton on the steps.

The old man sat beside Qin Chuan as always, eating meat and drinking wine, listening to Qin Chuan's babbling about what happened during this period of time.

The answer to the examination was dropped, Wei Ying became his own teacher, and the old man who came out of his illusion narrated everything to the blind old man.

The old man's hand holding the wine jar paused, and said vaguely, "You should also have a teacher." ”

Qin Chuan didn't hear the old man's words clearly, and looked at the old man suspiciously, but the old man continued to drink in silence and didn't say anything more.

"Grandpa, I'm leaving here?" Qin Chuan said with some reluctance.

"Why?" The old man asked suspiciously.

"Well, my father read my article and sent me to the west." Qin Chuan said with some grievances.

"The Land of the West, well, is a good place to visit." The old man said in a hoarse voice.

Hearing the old man's words, Qin Chuan immediately sat up straight, looked at the old man incredulously and said, "Old man, do you also want me to go there?" It was a place of turmoil and constant danger to life. ”

"Hehe, you are still young, you can't always be here, you should go out for a walk more, when you get out of here, you will find that the outside world is not the same as you imagined, the outside world is very big, you will meet more people, see more scenery, go to the world with a sword, happy and revenge, isn't it happy?"

Hearing the old man's words, Qin Chuan was a little moved, and then seemed to think of something, and said with a somewhat deflated expression: "No, I don't have a sword, how can I be happy and revenge, let's wait until I have a sword in the future." ”

The blind old man looked at Qin Chuan with those empty eyes, and a smile flashed on his face.

The two of them just lay on the ground and looked at the stars in the sky, and one sat on the steps and drank slowly.

The next morning, when Qin Chuan woke up and found himself lying on the bed in the house, the quilt was tightly covered, and he naturally thought that the blind old man must have sent him back to the house.

Walked out of the house, continued to exercise as usual, then boxed, finally washed, changed into clean clothes, sat down on the desk and began to look through the bamboo slips.

Wei Ying's movements were very fast, and before noon, several sergeants carried a box of bamboo slips and four hundred gold to the Guogong Mansion. And under the stunned of the previous guards, he arrogantly took over the duties of the guard of the Guogong Mansion.

Qin Chuan asked the sergeant to put the bamboo slips and four hundred gold into the house, and took out Wei Ying's letter to himself. Wei Ying said in the letter that he has been a little busy with government affairs in recent days, and he can't take care of Yongcheng, so he has selected bamboo slips that are suitable for Qin Chuan to study, and I hope he will not slack off and read them often. In his spare time, he will definitely come to Yongcheng, and as for the matter of going to the western land, he will intercede with the monarch and delay it as much as possible.

After reading the bamboo slips, Qin Chuan's glasses were a little moist, worshipping Wei Ying as his teacher, it was just to find a backer, in fact, there was not much sincerity, but Wei Ying arranged everything in detail, which made Qin Chuan feel a little guilty in his heart.

Carefully rolled up the bamboo slips and put them in the house, Qin Chuan walked towards the outside of the house, today he was going to the cloth shop to get his new clothes. Although he was a human being in two lives, Qin Chuan was still very happy about these in his heart.

It has been almost six years since he came to Qin State, and although he has the memories of two lifetimes, Qin Chuan sometimes finds that his memories of the past are becoming more and more blurred, and even forgets the appearance of his parents and the names of his classmates, as if he was originally a child born and raised in the land of Great Qin, and his behavior is becoming more and more like a child.

Walking through the streets and alleys, Qin Chuan also deliberately went to the tavern to take a look, and did not find the old man who drank yesterday, without alarming the shop guys, Qin Chuan walked out of the tavern and walked straight towards the cloth shop.

The business of the cloth shop was very cold, the lame old man squinted, leaned against the door with an expressionless face and basked in the sun, and when he saw Qin Chuan coming over, he suddenly became smiling.

"Grandpa, are my clothes ready?" Qin Chuan looked at the old man and asked.

"It's done, it's done, come, follow me." As he spoke, he limped into the house with his legs on his legs.

Soon, a black costume was picked up by the cloth shop owner and sent to Qin Chuan's hands.

"Look at the old man's craftsmanship, this is an ancestral craft for hundreds of years, and the current clothes of Qin Guogong are still sewn by the old man's father himself. The monarch praised our family's craftsmanship as the best in Qin. The owner of the cloth shop boasted to Qin Chuan proudly.

Holding the clothes in my hand, I do feel better than the clothes I usually wear, and there is not a trace of thread in the joint, and there is no sense of disobedience between the pieces of cloth. This made Qin Chuan very satisfied.

"The shopkeeper's craftsmanship is the best, thank you shopkeeper." Qin Chuan said happily to the store.

Hearing Qin Chuan's praise, the cloth shop owner's eyes narrowed into a slit. He grinned, his teeth showing panic.

Seeing the old man's lame legs, Qin Chuan suddenly asked with some doubts: "Shopkeeper grandpa, how did your legs look like this?" ”

"Alas, this is all left on the battlefield, two legs in exchange for the lives of two Wei dogs, although you can't go to the battlefield again, but this life is worth it." The old man said with a sigh on his face.

Speaking of the war, Qin Chuan suddenly became interested, so he asked in detail about the story of the war. And the cloth shop owner had nothing to do, and he also opened the conversation box to Qin Chuan about the war decades ago.

"At that time, as long as there were men in the Great Qin Kingdom, they all fought, and the rest were a group of orphans and widows, old, weak, sick and disabled. At the end of each war, almost every family wore sackcloth and hung white sails. The cloth shop owner sighed and continued to reminisce.

"When the old man joined the army, although the Qin State was worse than now, he fought against the marmosets in the west, conquered the princes in the east, and dominated the world. When the other vassal states heard and saw the momentum of the Qin army, they were all terrified. But it hasn't worked for more than ten years, and the old man heard that there was a battle before, and a lot of Qin people died, and the Great Qin Kingdom no longer had its previous glory. ”

"Grandpa, how did our sergeants defeat other countries, can you tell me about it?" Qin Chuan also seemed to be infected, and he was addicted to listening, and when he saw that the old man didn't speak, he immediately begged.

"Old Qin, go to the country together, although my Great Qin country is weak and the people are poor, my Great Qin soldiers must fight to the death every time they fight, even if they lose, they will fight to the last person, no one surrenders, no one escapes." After the cloth shop owner finished speaking, a fierce momentum flashed away on the boss.

Then he listened to the story of the cloth shop owner for a long time, and then said goodbye to the cloth shop owner, Qin Chuan returned to the Guogong Mansion, and when he walked to the corner of the street, he heard a jingling sound, and he was curious, and then turned around and walked over.

A tall and sturdy man, bare-chested, with an apron made of unknown animal skin hanging in front of him, holding a huge axe in his hand, and constantly striking on a fiery iron bar.

This is the blacksmith's shop? Qin Chuan stepped forward curiously, and when he saw the dazzling array of iron tools inside, his heart moved, and he suddenly remembered what the blind old man said yesterday that he would go to the end of the world with a sword, so he asked, "Shopkeeper, do you have a sword for sale?" ”

The man didn't raise his head, his eyes looked intently at the iron bar in his hand, and he kept beating with a big hammer, as if he didn't hear Qin Chuan's voice. Seeing the blacksmith's concentration on iron, Qin Chuan couldn't open his mouth to disturb, so he could only quietly watch the blacksmith's movements.

After a long time, the blacksmith put the iron bar into the cold water, and a puff of white smoke rose from the iron basin.

"Little brat, hurry up, I don't sell swords here." Dahan bluntly rejected Qin Chuan.