Section XXV

In front, there is a street, and the willow-waisted houses of that color are somewhat messily arranged on both sides of the street. From time to time, the wind blew, driving the branches of the trees to sway. The streets are full of pedestrians, including Nanban and Han Chinese, a prosperous and harmonious scene. Fortunately, my uncle chose to wait and see what happened, otherwise, he would have to recruit in the city again, which would be really a big disaster.

If my uncle knew about this idea, I am afraid that he would be scolded. She thought to herself, a little self-deprecatingly.

"Xiaoli."

A man's voice sounded behind her, and Yululi was taken aback, and quickly brushed her bangs to hide her panic. Turning around, he lowered his head and said, "Daddy." ”

Yulusa stared at her for a moment before she said slowly, "What, is there something on your mind?" Is it unwell? ”

"No, I've probably been standing for a long time, and my body is a little numb."

"Oh, then do more activity yourself. You've been lazy in what you've been doing for the last few years, and that's not your style of a Swift Warrior. ”

"Hmm."

Yulusa put her hands behind her back, a bitter smile appeared on her face, and said thoughtfully: "Are you thinking about Wu Ming's kid?" ”

According to the father, the mother was the daughter of a small tribal leader. Later, in order to give birth to her, she died in childbirth. Naturally, there is no need for her father to lie to herself about this, and Yululi is also convinced of this. Probably to make up for it, my father was very demanding of my brother and had always been very strict. But he is doubly caring for his younger sister, as Youluli gets older, although the two are called father and daughter, they are more like brother and sister, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they have nothing to say. Yululi lowered her head, her face burning a little: "Yes." ”

The father sighed, looked at the sky, as if saying to himself: "Forget it, forget everything, there are some things that should not be yours, after all, they should not be yours, you have to force it, it will only increase your troubles." ”

"If the daughter knows, she will definitely live up to her father's expectations."

Father nodded with some relief: "I can afford to take it, I can put it down." This is the swift warrior of our empire. ”

Youluli's mood gradually calmed down, and she said impatiently: "Got it, Daddy, is there anything else?" Why are you so wordy today? ”

Father looked at him, the corners of his mouth gradually hooked up a smile, and said lightly: "It's really like." The voice was extremely soft, and Rao is Youluli was close in front of her, and she could only hear him mutter, and she said in some consternation: "What? ”

The father straightened his face and said, "Daddy is looking for you today, it's really something." Your master's sandalwood is running out, can you bring it over and see how her injuries are doing? ”

The master likes sandalwood, and Yululi naturally knows this. Since the founding of the Nanban country, the master's sandalwood has been single-handedly arranged by his father. The relationship between the empire and the Southern Han Dynasty was very stiff, and these sandalwood incense needed to be refined, so my father specially commissioned a sea caravan to transport it from the distant Northern Han Dynasty. Every time Sandalwood arrived, her father asked her to bring it to the master, but he never stepped into the National Teacher's Mansion.

The relationship between the two made Yululi very curious. If it was a passerby, Daddy wouldn't have inquired about the master's injuries from time to time, even for the sake of the country, he would have inquired too often, even more frequently than his uncle. But if you want to say that the two know each other, Youluli doesn't believe it, the two people who know each other live in the same city, but they don't see each other all year round. After all, although the master has a withdrawn personality, he is still very polite to the leader who comes to ask for advice.

Thinking of this, her narrow temperament came up again, and she blinked and said, "What is the reason for Daddy's inquiry about the master's injury today?" ”

The father was stunned, and then laughed and scolded: "Little ghost, did you hit mosquitoes in your ears during the court discussion?" If the national teacher is wounded, it is a deterrent to Persia, and if he goes out with the army, not to mention other aspects, the incentive of the morale of the troops alone can be said to be worth a thousand troops. ”

He hesitated, but finally instructed: "However, you also have to tell the national teacher and tell her not to be reckless." Lie Shuai did not go out this time, in addition to the fact that the national teacher did not recover from his injury, there was another reason not to say. ”

There was no other reason to say, Yululi opened a pair of big eyes and looked at her father with a puzzled face. The latter looked around before he lowered his voice and said: "Lie Shuai suspects that the confrontation between the Southern Han and Persia is a strategy to lure the snake out of the hole, and the purpose is to lure us and China and the West to give up their geographical advantages and go out to fight with them. ”

"What? So, maybe that Esther isn't dead? ”

This little guy was just saying that he wouldn't disappoint me, but he forgot about it in a blink of an eye. Youlusa sighed a little lonely, and said secretly in her heart: "When you let it go, let it go, this is a nice saying, after so many years, how can you let it go?" What reason is there to extravagant children. ”

His complicated expression is more complicated than that of his daughter: "You can draw inferences from this possibility that the Persian princess is not dead, which proves that her brain is not stupid." ”

"Your daughter isn't stupid in the first place." Yululi said a little curtly: "Is there anything else?" There's nothing I can do to see the master. ”

Her father handed her a small wooden box in his hand and instructed, "Don't jump, be careful, this is the sandalwood used by your master." ”

"Got it, that's wordy."

With some impatience, Yululi took the small wooden box and turned to head towards the National Teacher's Mansion. 's father is the head of the Chapong family, and she is known for her heroic and dry comments, but she always feels that the reviews are inappropriate, it seems, it seems that she is a little like Brother Ming, her mother-in-law's, maybe, he is just so kind to himself. If compared with the master, the father seems to be more like a loving mother, and the master is more like a strict father. She shook her head, amused by her strange thoughts.

Seeing Youluli's figure disappear in the crowd, Youlusa was still in a daze, and he muttered: "Zhongxi is now Jiang Huan's master, and he is known for being cunning like a fox. Esther may not be dead, we can see how he is so sure that this is not a trap? ”

Perhaps, this is another chess game set up by Wu Ming's kid. The so-called authorities are fans, Jiang Huan was fooled in the game.

He smiled bitterly and walked towards his mansion, still thinking about possibilities along the way.

※※※The National Teacher's Mansion was built on a hill near the sea outside the city. There is only one trail up the mountain, and the cliff is at the top, and the cliff is by the sea. There are almost no people in the vicinity, it is very remote, and the National Teacher's Mansion is built on the edge of this cliff. Yululi walked along the mountain trail to the top of the mountain, looking around all the way, and her mood was much better. The National Teacher's Mansion is made of marble, and the path is also paved with large bluestone. Although few people usually come, the empire has hired people to take care of the hill. Even though it is winter, the hill is still lush and full of flowers. After walking for about a pillar of incense, I saw a white cone-shaped roof peeking out of the forest in front of me, and the sound of the sea was faintly heard.

It was the sound of the sea lapping on the reef, not loud, even very soft. But Yululi knew that when the tide was high, the sound was like a galloping horse. Every time the master rests, he always likes to stay on the edge of the cliff and look at the north.

She said she was listening to the sea.

Yululi carried the small wooden box to the door. I saw a man wearing a straw hat in the yard concentrating on repairing flowers and plants. It is said that it is flowers and plants, but in fact, it is evergreen. These things were all transplanted by the master from the previous Spirit Wind Pavilion. Probably well cared for, the green leaves are neatly arranged in several rows, like a picture drawn by a fine brush.

Hearing the sound, the man turned his head and said with a smile: "Little junior sister, why are you here today?" ”

The person who spoke was a long man, and even though there was no one around, he was still wearing a veil. Those who usually accompany the master are also a little more long-lasting. There is no way, although the senior brother is also a general, but because of the practice, his face is pitted. With his current situation, it is indeed a little inconvenient to enter and exit the palace.

Youluli put the small wooden box in her hand at her feet, looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, and said, "Senior brother, is the master up?" ”

Although the master is a grandmaster, his schedule is still very regular. Napping and meditating for a few hours are thunderous. Now calculate the time, the master should have gotten up. Sure enough, the senior brother smiled: "I just woke up, and I was listening to the sea on the cliff behind." ”

"Oh, then I'll send him sandalwood." She nodded to her brother, picked up the small wooden box, and walked all the way to the backyard.

There is no wall in the backyard of the National Teacher's Mansion, just a mess of rocks, and then a cliff, and the sea is rolling below, and the waves are crashing on the shore. After a few turns, the sound of the sea suddenly became louder. The master was standing on a large rock, his hair full of green silk flying wantonly against the sea breeze, but his body was as motionless as a javelin. Yululi swallowed her saliva and called out carelessly, "Master." ”

The master's love is different from that of her father, and she is not only very strict with herself, but also with her disciples. This is especially true for yourself. Every time Yululi saw her master, she was always a little uneasy.

"Oh, Xiaoli is here." The master's voice was like a sea of Lang, ethereal and vague. I didn't see what she did, so she flew straight over and landed in front of her: "But it's already the eighth stage?" ”

Yululi lowered her head and whispered, "No." ”

"So what are you going to do? Still not working hard? ”

The blame in these words meant that anyone could hear it, and Yululi was a little aggrieved. How is the eighth section so good? She still lowered her head: "The disciple is here to bring you sandalwood." As she spoke, she raised her hands and handed the small wooden box to the master.

"Your father told you to send it?"

"Yes,"

According to the life span of the grandmaster, the master is in his youth, and every time he comes to send sandalwood, the master will ask such a question. Yululi was curious, how could the master not remember such a trivial matter? But as if she was sure of something, she seemed to never tire of asking.

The master opened the box, rummaged through the sandalwood inside, and sighed: "Your father is bothered." ”

Yululi said, "They still want me to ask about your injuries......

The master's hand rummaging through the sandalwood stopped: "They? It's not just you, Daddy? And your uncle and the old guy Heel? ”

"Yes."

"So, they want to go on a campaign?" The master muttered, "Did they decide to go on the expedition in the end?" Who are you going to fight? ”

Yululi shook her head, "No, they're worried about your body. ”

The master suddenly laughed, and his crisp voice rang like a silver bell. Youluli was nervous, she knew that it was the master who was angry. Sure enough, the master said coldly: "A bunch of useless waste, all day long pinning their hopes on me, a woman's family." ”

The voice was as cold as ice, and Yululi stood close to her. I felt a chill come to my face, cold like a blade. She quickly explained, "No, it's not. Daddy once said that if he did not go on the expedition this time, Lie Shuai took into account that this was a Persian and a Ming ...... Wu Ming's bureau. ”

"This old guy is alert and smart, and knows how to fight Persia first." After a pause, she seemed to hear the unnaturalness of Yululi's tone: "If it is really a game, then the news of the death of the Persian princess is fake?" She said, looking up at Yululi.

The face of the master has always been smoky and blurred. But Yululi felt that those two eyes were staring at her, as if she could do anything, and she wanted to hole her heart and lungs. Her head couldn't help but lower even deeper.

After a long time, the master sighed and said, "Xiaoli, go over there and sit on the stone, I want to talk to you today." ”