Chapter 198: Mood
Ding Bao moved his footsteps as heavy as a thousand catties, put the codex on a few cases, and suddenly felt ridiculous:
"In this way, Gong Heyun, Bai Huawei, Luo Zhixian, and Lao Feng ...... And what did those people die? Before Lao Feng died, he passed on my 'Wildfire Spring Breeze Order'...... What's the point? Even to say, on the day of the tragedy of the Nanming Dynasty, if Kong Ziru was also in Nanming Mountain, would it be different? β
With his 'knowledge' and combined with the 'strength' of those good hands, how could he tolerate the heavenly soldiers doing whatever they wanted? β
"The life of Gong Qin's father Gong Heyun, the fox fairy cave that was slaughtered madly, the heroes of Nanming Mountain who fought hard, and all the people he knew in the Ya of Huayang County...... Is this qiΔ sacrifice not going to be born at all? β
Ding Bao, who has always been very stable since the crossing, was invaded by unwillingness and anger for no reason, Huo Ran turned around, gritted his teeth and said: "If Yan Shenggong is a bamboo in his chest, he doesn't need others, why don't he make a move as soon as possible and add less grievances?" β
"Because I can't."
The corners of Kong Ziru's shriveled mouth moved, and his whole face suddenly wrinkled.
The word "old age" showed its power for the first time in the busy old man, as if the vigorous life force was withdrawn in an instant, leaving only the aging skin of the vicissitudes of air.
He pushed his hands flat and slowly slid out of his case.
Kong Ziru sat on an ordinary gauze hat chair, and the bottom of the wooden chair was not a hollow four legs, but a four-sided sealing board, like a wooden box, which was equipped with a machine bracket shaft, and two leather-covered wooden wheels like ox carts were supported on both sides. Kong Ziru's lower body was covered with a thin blanket, and the shriveled black cloth tips were exposed under the gray velvet blanket, resting on the pedals at the bottom of the chair. Rigid. Angry without the slightest fireworks.
The old man smiled faintly. The smile is both helpless and painful, but more numbness that is powerless:
"It's just that the Heavenly Soldiers appeared without warning, and once they appeared, they came too quickly. In the early years, I didn't have much experience with clues, and finally I have a little bit of confidence now, but my legs are useless. It's not easy for a disabled person to adapt. β
Kong Ziru said, dusting his legs. The hand strength is not weak, but the shriveled thighs under the thin felt have no reaction at all, just like a clay wood carving.
"As you can see. Now I am just an old and sick paralyzed. β
Kong Ziru has been showing signs of stroke for more than three years, and he has been unable to walk in the past year. In addition, he either lives in seclusion on weekdays, or travels around the world like idle clouds and wild cranes, except for a few stand-in attendants, even Kong Ci does not know that his illness has reached this point.
He was stunned when he saw Ding Bao. Showing a look of remorse and guilt, he snorted. waved his hand indifferently: "Although I am old and sick, it is not your turn to sympathize, if you really want to move, I can teach you to lie down within three or five moves." Do you believe it or not? β
Ding Bao looked at his sharp eyes, and couldn't analyze whether the old man was used to being strong or really had this strength, but looking at his eyes, it didn't seem like nonsense.
With a little awe in his heart, he said: "It's abrupt, please forgive the Holy Father." β
Kong Ziru sat in a wheelchair, looked at him a few times, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a few 'knocks', and the old helmsman outside the door said: "Holy Father, my lord has arrived." β
Kong Ziru raised his voice and responded: "Bring it in." β
"Babble" The door opened, but the person who came in was not a living person, it was a character that Ding Bao would never have imagined to appear here.
Oil purple chapter uniform, wearing a gold purple fish bag, wearing a black gauze on his head, pedaling foundation official boots, five long beards fluttering, although his complexion is tired and haggard, but it is difficult to hide his demeanor, and he still gives people a sense of clearing their brains and pulling out the group, it is the Bai family who sent the Bai family to the three mansions of the south to give the "iron-blooded blue army" Su family eye medicine to the Bai Haiting Bai.
Because of what the inspector Zhang next to him did to the people of Bian Que Hall, Ding Bao had a very average impression of this Lord Baihaiting, and even suspected that he was the "Yuan Jun".
So cheeky didn't go. I want to see what the relationship between these two is.
Bai Haiting didn't recognize Ding Bao, nodded slightly, and then put two fingers on his forehead with both hands, carefully removed the black yarn on the top of his head, and punched his head deeply, and said respectfully: "Students see the teacher." Entangled in official duties, knocking on the late, I hope that the teacher will forgive the sins. β
Kong Ziru didn't seem to care, waved his hand and said, "You have worked hard, don't talk about these official articles, sit." β
glanced back at Ding Bao, his eyes were shining, and he said, "Come, you can sit too." β
The wheelchair slowly slid towards the bookcase and returned to its original place.
The news that he had a severe stroke and couldn't move his legs and feet was tightly sealed, and even the court and his daughter didn't know it, but Bai Haiting was a matter of course, and with the titles of 'teacher' and 'student', the relationship between the two was obviously extraordinarily close.
After Bai Haiting and Ding Bao sat down, Kong Ziru flipped through the book with his pen, ticked it up, and did not raise his head, and asked Bai Haiting about the preparations for the "Prayer and Blessing Conference".
In the end, Kong Ziru asked as if inadvertently: "You have had dealings with Tang Jingtian of the Tang family, how much do you know about that person?" β
casually told Ding Bao the terrifying secret that he heard from Mu Canghai and Tan Yinyang during their discussions.
Bai Haiting muttered: "Although Tang Jingtian is a sword-loving and rude person, there has been little news of him in the past ten years, but the ancestors of the Tang family are extremely strict, and the times have guarded the North Pass, and there has never been a mistake. I don't think he really had anything to do with that soldier. It must be that the ten demon Mu Canghai deliberately splashed dirt, wanting to confuse the public and disturb the world. β
As he spoke, he saw an old wooden plate with smooth palms resting on the side of the bookcase, although there was a cup of ginger fish soup, a plate of salted beans, a bowl of boiled tofu, and half a bowl of white rice, the food seemed to have never been used, perhaps it was cold, and there was no heat on it, so he frowned and persuaded: "Teacher, there are clouds in the city: 'People are iron, and rice is steel.'" It's not too early, the students don't disturb the teacher for dinner, and tomorrow will come again to say goodbye. β
Kong Ziru nodded: "You go." β
Bai Haiting got up and saluted, and left the cabin with his head in his arms.
Perhaps moved by the proud protΓ©gΓ©, the old man wanted to pick up the pen, hesitated for a moment and then put it down, picked up the rice bowl and ate a few bites, but the fish soup only tasted a small spoon and put it down.
Ding Bao was used to being self-reliant on the earth in his previous life, and he was very good at doing these things. stepped forward and picked up the fish soup: "Holy Father." When the fish soup is cold, it is inevitably fishy. I'm going to make it hot again. β
Kong Ziru picked up the soy sauce and boiled tofu with cold rice, and shook his head: "Until now, the fish are rancid, just throw it away." β
Ding Bao was stunned for a moment, this is the only way to come to his senses, dare to love that this is not his dinner, but lunch? !
With mixed feelings in his heart, he nodded and said, "Yes." Then he took the fish soup out of the cabin. The old helmsman who was guarding outside the cabin didn't say a word. It's like taking it for granted.
Back in the cabin, Kong Ziru had already finished eating half a bowl of cold rice, salted beans were a meal, the salt was very heavy, only a few were eaten, and the big bowl of boiled tofu in soy sauce was eaten cleanly.
The old man wiped his mouth with a hand towel, poured a cup of tea, and glanced up at him: "You haven't left yet?" β
I also poured a cup for him, pushed it to the edge of the table, and turned to continue working.
"The tea is also cold. will be on point. Drink it and go. β
Ding Bao stepped forward silently and took the tea. I couldn't help frowning.
Is the tea more than cold? Not to mention the coarse tea, the tea is about to be brewed. The amazingly large tile teapot on the deck was probably filled the night before, so that Yan Shenggong drank it all the way to today, and there was no need to boil water to add it halfway, so as not to disturb the work.
Why is such a person who is famous all over the world and enjoys an absolute reputation in the rivers and lakes, the court, and the Shilin, so willing to live such a hard life?
Is it because he puts all his heart and soul on destroying the heavenly soldiers and saving the Li people, so he doesn't know how to eat and has no intentions?
The original restlessness suddenly fell silent, Ding Bao sighed, clasped his fists at the old man behind the bookcase, turned around silently, lowered his head and pushed the door out.
On the deck, Chun Yu Sanyin was sitting on the side, the night wind blew her clothes fluttering, and her head was draped behind her waist like a waterfall, like a fairy in the sky and a goddess of the Moon Palace.
As soon as she saw Ding Bao come out, she got up, with a faint smile, Ding Bao was not very affectionate, and said in a low voice: "There is Lao Chunyu who has been waiting for the girl for a long time." β
"Out of the way."
Chun Yu Fanyin said with a smile: "Shicai chatted with Lord Bai for a while, so it was a coincidence that they met in the old days. By the way, I introduced you. β
Seeing his complicated expression, his eyes froze, he stretched out his hand and swept his temples, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" What happened? β
Ding Bao shook his head, was silent for a moment, and suddenly spoke: "Chunyu girl, I want to go around by myself, and I will come back later, I won't run around." β
Chun Yu Fanyin shrugged his shoulders, as if he was being blown by the wind, and smiled gracefully: "I'll send you ashore, and I'll pick you up later." β
"Thank you, girl."
The two of them boarded the raft again, and walked slowly in the sound of Sanskrit, and sent him to a stone bank not far ahead, where there were few tourists, and willow trees were planted all over the bank.
"Brother Ning shouldn't want to invite me to dinner?"
Chun Yu Fanyin smiled faintly, took out a heavy small cloth bag from his arms and threw it to him. The cloth bag was taken out of the inner pocket of her placket, and the tentacles were still warm, exuding a faint milk sweetness, and the Chinese wanted to be drunk.
She let Ding Bao go to the stone bank, and the boat paddled backwards, like a floating willow on a ripple.
"Brother Ning, don't get drunk."
A beautiful magnetic voice came from the water breeze: "See you later." β
Ding Bao opened the cloth bag, which was full of broken silver, and then remembered that he was penniless, and couldn't help but be grateful for Chun Yu's thoughtfulness and thoughtfulness. In fact, he didn't want to drink at all, and he didn't even want to talk to anyone, so he simply sat down on the shore when he saw the boat disappear and float, and was stunned by the wet and cool wind.
From the past to the present, he has been busy in various ways, in fact, he just wanted to gather the fourteen kinds of gene stocks, but he has been entangled with the heavenly soldiers by accident.
Those he knew, he had associated, who admired him, who were good to him...... Many people have died at the hands of the Heavenly Soldiers.
Gradually, the Celestial Soldier has become a potential goal in his heart to move forward.
Because of this goal, he finally felt a little flesh and blood with this era, and he no longer roamed at will like duckweed.
However, Kong Ziru's words today were almost effortless, and he easily lifted the burden from his shoulders and knocked him to his original position.
The contents of that codex are far more detailed and useful than what he has now summarized. Among them, there are even details that some of the heavenly soldiers, including the heavenly soldier Wu Mei, could not go down to the low places - the book says: "The pit below two feet does not dare to go down, it is difficult to jump out, and it is afraid that it will fall into the nest." β
Although the principle of sound wave manipulation is not mentioned in the notebook, there are also mentions that bats and the like can confuse the public and help people get out of trouble.
"Perhaps, the old man is right, I don't need it here."
He supported the cold paving stone with both hands, and muttered to the starry sky: "I still help Sister Fox fulfill her long-cherished wish, and then take her, by the way, hook up with Sister Sugo, and go freely together!" β
Although the matter of Su Ge's compartment is extremely troublesome, I am afraid that only six brothers will be enough for him to drink a pot, but with the delicate skills and extraordinary wisdom of Sister Fox, he can definitely help himself think of the best of both worlds...... The three of them are harmonious and share the blessings of all people.
At this time, he suddenly missed Sugo a little.
The girl who is beautiful, upright and serious, always holding a waist knife, and looking for people who are unlucky when the anger comes...... (To be continued!)
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