Li Rong didn't say much, and after saying goodbye to Di Renjie, he rode back home and prepared to ask his father.

When the halberd-wielding guard guarding the door saw the young master returning, he hurriedly stepped forward, saluted respectfully, took the reins with his hand, and led the horse to prepare to be sent to the stable.

"Don't bother, I'll go out in a moment and feed it some forage." Li Rong commanded.

Li Rong walked briskly across the front of the hall and went straight to the backyard.

Although Li Hui has the title of Shangshu of the Criminal Department, he has been recuperating at home and rarely goes to the ministry to work. The ministers of the court and the central government were so taboo about this matter that no one dared to say more.

Four years ago, Xuanwu, a secret organization belonging to the Li Tang clan, summoned masters to assassinate the Empress Dowager Wu Zetian, but because Li Hui suddenly rose up, he blocked in front of Wu Zetian, and even beheaded two grandmasters, so that Xuanwu was defeated, and Li Hui was also on the list, but was seriously injured. Wu Zetian deliberately changed his official to the secretary of the Criminal Department, and ordered Li Hui to recuperate at home.

Li Hui himself likes to be quiet, he lives in the backyard alone, and the affairs of the house are handed over to Li Rong and the housekeeper Ge Weide.

As soon as he arrived in the backyard, Li Rong suddenly heard the sound of a flute.

If the sound of the flute is absent, if it is near or far, it seems to carry strong sadness, deep thoughts, and it seems to be pouring out something?

Li Rong stood quietly outside the door, listening to the beautiful and ethereal sound of the flute, and an indescribable feeling rose in his heart.

Does he really know his father and pay attention to him? Perhaps the memory of his previous life gradually woke up, Li Rong deliberately alienated his father, put his mind and energy into martial arts practice, and achieved unprecedented success, but he always felt that he had lost something unintentionally.

Li Hui is a person with a story, and from the sound of the flute, Li Rong reads this man full of pathos and strength, a man who has never cared.

The sound of the flute suddenly became clear, as if it was full of vitality, full of yearning and admiration for life, perhaps with a trace of nostalgia for the world.

Li Rong's mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to him, and Li Hui was alone from then on and did not remarry until the last moment of his life.

"Rong'er is here, come in!" The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and Li Hui's voice came from inside.

Li Rong pushed open the courtyard door and walked into the courtyard lightly.

The courtyard is full of spring, the apricot blossoms next to the entrance of the small pavilion corridor leading to the pond bloom with red flowers, the green willow branches by the pool are fluttering in the wind, the blue lotus in the pool is exposed with green flower bones, the breath of spring is coming, but it is a pity that the people in the garden have reached the autumn season when the leaves are yellow.

"Father's flute is slightly scattered, your body?" Li Rong walked quickly to Li Hui and asked anxiously.

Li Hui sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, gently put down the jade flute in his hand, and placed it on the stone table.

Li Rong is already good at music, especially playing the Xiqin well, which makes Li Hui admire, which shows his talent in music, which is also the reason why Li Rong was able to learn the Xuanyin Sword and integrate it into his reincarnation knife technique.

Li Rong heard a trace of distraction from the sound of the flute just now, obviously Li Hui couldn't control his breath, which was almost unimaginable for a grandmaster with an eight-grade subtle realm.

"You hear that, too? It looks like I'm really old. Li Hui said self-deprecatingly, with a hint of bitterness on his face.

His physical condition had deteriorated, and he could no longer suppress his injuries, otherwise he would not have been able to control his breath.

"Father?" Li Rong frowned. The father was evasive and did not want to answer his own questions.

"Being a father can be delayed for a few months, and it may not be possible for a long time." Li Hui said casually.

After experiencing the vicissitudes of the world and the ups and downs of the world, Li Hui has seen many things, some things can be worked hard, and others will be judged by the will of heaven.

"Father, can't even Nirvana Yoga save you?" Li Rong exclaimed.

Nirvana yoga is the highest method of yoga, which is claimed to be able to break the pulse and renew it, and it is reborn, and even the Shaolin Temple's Yi Jin and the two meridians of washing the marrow are not comparable.

"Medicine and medicine do not die of disease, Buddha is destined to be a person, and my origin is injured. Practicing Nirvana Yoga has extended my life for three years, and I have already conquered heaven and earth, so what more can I ask for? Li Hui said leisurely, "I have done a lot of things in the past three years, and I am deeply relieved to see you grow up." ”

"Father, if you try to cultivate the Water Book, I think it might be possible to heal your injuries." Li Rong said.

Li Hui stood up and looked at the lotus leaves floating on the water in the pool outside the pavilion, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he was speechless for a long time.

"The Book of Water is an opportunity given to you by God, cherish it and don't let it down." Li Hui said thoughtfully, "By the way, what did you do when you came back to me?" ”

"Water Book" is one of the four strange books, ordinary people can't succeed in cultivation, presumably Li Hui has tried it before, but it didn't work.

"Duke Di sent me to investigate the masters who use scimitars, and most of them are weapons that are popular among the Saiwai clans, so let me ask my father." Li Rong said to Li Hui.

"Is it the murderer who is looking for the corpse of Nanshi?" Li Hui said, "Di Huaiying is indeed an outstanding talent. ”

Although Li Hui was recuperating, he was very well informed and knew about the murder cases that had been spread in Luoyang.

"The scimitar is mostly used by the cavalry in horse warfare, suitable for chopping on horses, so it is used by the tribes outside the Saiwai, among which the Turks are the crown, and then the Persians and the people of the Western Regions also like to use the scimitar, and there are many good hands who use the scimitar, with one of the eight great masters of the Saiwai Turkic wolf king Apodagan as the most." Li Hui continued, "You can focus on it when you investigate. ”

"Father, who should I ask to ask?" Li Rong asked.

"In a while, I'll give you a letter of worship, you take it to visit the right guard general Luo Xi, and he will give you a satisfactory answer." Li Hui said, "As for the information of the Turks, you can just ask Steward Ge for it." ”

Li Hui got up and took Li Rong back to the study, and quickly wrote him a letter of worship and handed it to Li Rong.

Li Hui was quite concerned about the murder case that occurred in Nanshi, and the occurrence of such a major case can be described as a shame for the imperial court, and he hoped to catch the murderer earlier.

Li Rong took the prayer post, rode the prepared horse, and went to Lide Fang to visit Ah Luo.

Lide Fang is in Beicheng, not far from the Luo River, Li Rong is non-stop, and he came to Lide Fang in half an hour.

Emperor Gaozong specially summoned him to Beijing and awarded him the post of general of the Tun Guard, and appeased Zhubo, and made great contributions, and had a very high prestige among the chieftains of Zhubo.

There is Hu Temple in Huidefang, and many children of the Zhubo tribe live here, and Luo Ji also lives here.

Li Rong asked the pedestrians on the side of the road, learned the location of Luo Xi's house, came to the door, turned over and dismounted.

In front of Aro's house stood several elite soldiers dressed in alien costumes, holding halberds to guard the gate.

According to the Tang law, high-ranking officials above the third grade can be given a halberd to rank the door, and A Luo regret is also qualified to have a halberd in front of the door.

"Who are you, and what are the meanings of coming to Lord Luo's house?" A soldier stepped forward and asked Li Rong.

"Under Li Rong, I specially came to visit Lord Aluo, this is a post of worship below, please pass it on to Lord Aluo." Li Rong handed over the prepared greeting post.

The soldier glanced at Li Rong, who was dressed in a brocade robe, and knew that the identity of the person who came was probably not ordinary, and the worship note in his hand was not an ordinary product, so he quickly received it in his hand, and walked quickly into the side door to report to the head of the family.

After a while, the door opened suddenly, and an old man in brocade clothes and a snow-white beard walked out with several attendants.

"Virtuous nephew, please come in, the guards in the house are a little sluggish!" The old man smiled kindly at Li Rong.

"What does that mean?" Li Rong was a little puzzled in his heart, the door was opened in order to welcome his junior, I am afraid that he would not have such a big face, if his father came, it was possible.

However, Li Rong still smiled and greeted the old man. The old man in front of him is indeed a Luo regret.

Under the enthusiastic persuasion of A Luo, Li Rong walked into the courtyard with him, and then the door slammed shut again.

"I only knew that the virtuous nephew was coming after reading the worship post, and I hope that the virtuous nephew will forgive me if there is a place where the hospitality is not good." A Luo sat on the chair and said to Li Rong next to him.

Li Rongzhi likes similar furnishings, and it is indeed much more convenient to sit on a chair than a bed. Most of the Hu people are such high-legged tables and chairs.

"Lord Luo is too polite, and the little nephew came to the door in a hurry to alarm the adults." Li Rong said modestly.

According to the usual etiquette, he always has to bring some gifts, Li Rong usually doesn't pay much attention, and today the matter is urgent, so he will come to the door empty-handed.

"No, isn't it for the glory of my uncle that my nephew can come to the door?" A Luo Yan stroked his beard and smiled, looking at Li Rong with a happy face.

The two of you said kind words one by one, and Ah Luo regretted that he was an old and sophisticated guy, and when he talked about it, Li Rong couldn't talk back.

"Uncle Shi, the little nephew is here to trouble the uncle," Li Rong said directly.

"Virtuous nephew, please say, as long as the uncle can do it, he will definitely let the virtuous nephew return satisfied." Aro said.

"The little nephew wants to ask Shi Bo to check if there are any foreign masters who use scimitars in Luoyang City at present," Li Rong said.

"A master with a scimitar?" Ah Luo said with a slight surprise.

"Yes." Li Rong said.

"Uncle has been ignoring affairs for a long time, and now the little girl is in charge, let me let her come!" Luo said loudly, and as he spoke, he ordered the servants next to him to go outside the hall to call people.

Then, Ah Luo continued to pull Li Rong idle.

Half an hour later, a woman walked into the hall.

This woman was immediately eye-catching, with chestnut hair and blue eyes, and a tall figure, which instantly made Li Rong's heart almost stop beating.

In his previous life, Li Rong was full of beauties and had full resistance to all kinds of beauties, but the person who came was very similar to his ex-girlfriend, with the same chestnut hair, the same blue eyes, and the same energetic smile.