CHAPTER XX

"I heard that you will be going to the capital soon?"

"Yes, the departure date has been agreed."

"So, you came here today and made this table of dishes, so I asked you to practice it?"

Before noon, someone from the inn spread the word that the boss had invited him, a mad monk, to go.

"Master, a few days ago, I offended a lot in the next, I hope Master Haihan, I will replace the wine with tea, and toast the master with a cup."

Although it was good food and drink for him, the master finally cut off the freedom of others, and being here was like a place of imprisonment.

"It's okay, it's okay, although the monk and I are empty, I can't pass the level of appetite. With your craftsmanship here, you can't be wronged. ”

"It's just that I don't know something?"

"Master, please speak."

"Why are you doing this?"

Knowing that his time is short, as he likes the four seasons in the world, and the mountains and rivers are like him, he naturally plays the world freely, so why bother to apply the laws of the world by himself?

"I don't like to owe."

It's not okay to owe money, and it's not okay to owe life. What's more, I also scrapped Zhou Xiaochuan's painstaking management halfway, and I can't pat my ass and leave because I don't have much time, if I owe so much, how can I be comfortable.

"I came here today to pray for the master's forgiveness in order to return the master's freedom; Second, in order to say goodbye to the master. After today, I am afraid that it will be difficult to see in the future, so thank you for the master's teachings. ”

Although this person is not in tune, he can appreciate his good heart.

The man bowed deeply.

"Okay, tomorrow I will wander all over the world, if there is a fate, I will meet."

"These pills, you take them, if the soul transfer technique works, you will always feel uncomfortable, in case Master Zhou knows the truth, you always have to hide it from him, right?"

"Thank you!"

On the second day, pack your bags and prepare for your return journey.

The north is still cold, but the south is looking at the light green.

Zhou Xiaochuan observed the scoundrel along the way, he was nestled in the carriage most of the time, unusually quiet, except for sleeping, the only time he got up was to listen to Ruyun's report. Whenever this happens, he must leave the jade pendant here and go outside to talk. The warm sun outside, if there is no jade pendant, he is unable to move an inch, seeing Ruyun's look, this scoundrel must know who he is.

"I've brought Aoyama here."

This is the sentence that comes in with the curtain.

"Half a day to go."

"Ruyun said that Qingshan heard that he had found the young master, and the one who cried was ugly, you said that he was a boy, why did he like to cry so much."

It's not like you're scared.

Qingshan didn't let him get in touch with these unbearable things in the first place, and no one in the General's Mansion dared to let him bully him. This scoundrel followed Qingshan all the way to Wei Yuan, and he was worried all day long, and he hadn't lived a few days of peace, so that the scoundrel would be in panic all day long.

"But Qingshan still feels sorry for his young master, I heard that I found his young master, so I rushed over day and night......"

is worthy of the person I chose at that time.

"Although Qingshan is young, he can be regarded as a good manager, although he has not seen enough, he does not know what the hearts of people in the world are like, but fortunately, he is young, he can also be tempered well, and there will always be a place for use in the future."

"Are you optimistic about him now?" Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the scoundrel beside him and seriously analyzed Qingshan, these words are not unreasonable, my mother chose him to serve in my hospital that day, naturally because he was clever and pure-hearted.

"Then why weren't you optimistic about him before?"

No rhetorical questions.

Zhou Xiaochuan is the most incomprehensible to me here. If it is said that he is thoughtful and does not like too many people to intervene, how can Yun Yingyu and his ilk explain it? Compared to them, Aoyama is a more reliable person.

"He's young now."

Come on, you are a mere nineteen-year-old, and you say that a seventeen-year-old person is too young, I don't know if this old-fashioned tone is customary? Or maybe they have other plans, but it's just an excuse.

"Okay, if you don't want to say it, I won't force you."

"Why do you want to go back to the capital?"

The self-mutilated arm that day, the freedom that was exchanged for such a resolute decision, was so easily given up?

"The world is impermanent, how can it be as good as it should be. What's more, I've been in that town for a long time, and I'm tired of it. ”

Zhou Xiaochuan knew that he had something to hide from him. As for what kind of things, we can only slowly find some clues.

"What about Master Wumo?"

"Don't mention the crazy master, he lied to me that day, just for the food I made on the day of the Lantern Festival, and after he was satisfied with eating, he left, you say, is this the monk you met that day? After all these years, he is still so young, he can't be impersonated by the crazy man himself! Otherwise, why is it so unreliable......"

Zhou Xiaochuan watched the man leaning against the wall of the carriage and listened to him chattering there. When he was about to go to sleep, he wanted to stop this scoundrel, but he didn't know if the sun was just right, the breeze was not dry, or he was used to it, he didn't bother to open his mouth to reply to him, forget it, let him go.

Seeing that Zhou Xiaochuan's ghost was asleep against the wall of the carriage, the master straightened him up, lay on the soft pillow, pulled a quilt corner to cover him, and hung the jade around his neck by the way.

Zhou Xiaochuan, do you know that you can touch living and dead things other than me now, are you still satisfied?

Before leaving, Wu Mo had written a letter to me, saying that all kinds of signs of soul transfer, these days, I have carried jade close to me, I once dripped finger blood into jade when he was asleep, ten fingers connected to the heart, this is the essence of human blood, but also Zhou Xiaochuan's own essence of things, and he is naturally beneficial and harmless, but it will be more sleepy than usual. You always have to get enough sleep.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, a little finger blood dripped into the jade pendant.

"Master, I will be in the national capital ahead, please be more careful."

"Thank you for the reminder."

"But do you want your subordinates to go and investigate first?"

They disobeyed the king of the palace in this trip, and if they talked about punishment, they would naturally not be easy. Although His Majesty has no signs of anger now, the power of heaven has always been unpredictable, and the monarch's joy and anger are invisible.

"You can do one thing for me first."

"Send the gift from the back of the car to the general's mansion, and I will write a letter to you later, with something to tell my father and mother, and I must convey it to my father."

"Yes."

If there is still one person in the world who can save the life of the master from the palace, I am afraid that there is only the old general Zhou of the general's mansion on the edge of the town.

At their critical moments, they are soft-spoken, their lives are like mustard, they can't play a role, and they rely on his blessing to show their ambitions on weekdays.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

The person who was just right suddenly fell down, and his face was as pale as paper.

"It's okay, you go and get the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor, I can take it and rest for a while, don't worry."

"My subordinates are going to get the medicine."

I never thought that I was already so weak on this halfway, so I took out the pill given by Wumo, stuffed one and took it, there must be a road before the car reached the mountain, and the boat was naturally straight to the bridge. Now the master can only have a strategy against the enemy by cultivating enough spirit.