During these four days, Li Xiangru rarely went out, he read books in the house, wrote a few letters, and then was in a daze.

When he woke up early, he didn't stare at the rain outside the window in a daze. He used to like this, and this was when he was a student.

He put down the book in his hand, looked at the gray sky, let out a long breath, and said to himself, "It's time." ”

Li Xiangru walked out of the room, holding an oilcloth umbrella in his hand. The skeleton made of bamboo is very artistic, and the handle has been touched by the hand for a long time. It's like an antique object to play with. This was used by the blind master, and he said that the wood of this handle had a great origin, and it was quite mysterious. It hurt Li Xiangru to always steal it out and play with it, so he almost split it to study whether there were any martial arts cheats, elixirs or strange beast spiritual senses hidden in it. However, nothing...... It's just an ordinary umbrella. The blind master didn't leave him much, and this umbrella was the most important thing he was told to protect.

Relics deserve to be respected, because the blind master deserves his respect.

Li Xiangru glanced at the big black horse under the shed, lying on the ground with a hangover and not waking up. Shaking his head helplessly, he opened the umbrella and ignored it.

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Ning'an Town is on the periphery of the capital, and it is of course still a little far from the real capital. None of the imperial powers would really place a danger close to their surroundings, so Ning'an Town formed a small castle with high walls, and there was a special presence of soldiers and horses patrolling the imperial court on the periphery.

Bazaars, Goolan, green buildings, wine shops, Ning'an Town has everything. On weekdays, it is very lively and full of pedestrians, but because of this continuous rainy day, except for the green house and the wine shop, it seems a little depressed.

Of course, the chaos in Ning'an Town does not mean that it is more chaotic in order, even if it contains almost all the darkness and inferiority of the capital, it still has its own order to maintain the operation of the entire town.

During the day, the Tsing Yi Gang will patrol every street if the yamen exists, and this kind of patrol is more frequent than outside, and the drive of interests is the necessity of patrolling. You can trade here, but you can't rush and you can't use a knife in the daytime. All conflicts are judged and resolved by the Tsing Yi Gang, and if they are not satisfied, both sides can adopt the most primitive and violent methods at night. This is a way to resolve conflicts that the Tsing Yi Gang can acquiesce into.

The Tsing Yi Gang has absolute control in Ning'an Town. And the aristocratic forces of the imperial court have absolute control over the Tsing Yi Gang. Only with the behind-the-scenes manipulation of those nobles can they rest assured of the existence of everything in Ning'an Town. In the town, the Tsing Yi Gang has a lot of status and power, and in the eyes of the nobles, the Tsing Yi Gang is just an obedient dog, or a pet dog.

Li Xiangru quietly held the umbrella and walked on this street where there were fewer people because of the weather.

This is the entrance of the West Market in the third lane, a vegetable stall in the corner of the side, the business is not easy to do on a rainy day, the West Market near noon, it has become quieter, many small vegetable vendors have closed their stalls and gone home, the original stall on the ground only left some rotten vegetable leaves, a few ragged children and hungry women, nodded and carefully picked out the vegetable leaves that were not completely rotten from the rotten vegetable pile and put them into the bamboo basket behind them.

The oilcloth umbrella covered most of Li Xiangru's face, but his white clothes were particularly eye-catching, and he quietly walked through the entire West Market, passing by the children, women, and occasionally a few vegetable vendors picking up vegetable leaves. He slowly walked to a stall at the end of the stall, staring earnestly at a few greens on the stall, as if every stripe on the greens told an extremely interesting story.

"Guest officer, we have closed the stall here, and the rest is to be taken back to eat. ”

Without raising his head, the seller gathered the few remaining vegetables together and carefully placed them in the bamboo basket on the cutting table.

After not hearing a reply for a long time, the vegetable seller stopped his movements in surprise and raised his head to look at Li Xiangru.

He couldn't see Li Xiangru's expression, and a low-pitched umbrella covered most of his face, the only one with slightly white lips.

The greengrocer was quite tall, but a little thin, about forty-five or sixteen years old, with a centipede-like scar on the left side of his face, a mustache, and thick, thick eyebrows, but there was no difference in his eyes from the philistines of the peddlers.

"Guest officer, today's dish is gone. These are for other families. Sorry, you can check it out somewhere else. The vegetable seller bowed slightly, and explained patiently to Li Xiangru with a smile.

Li Xiangru raised the umbrella slightly, as if to let the other party see his face more clearly, he stared at the vegetable vendor and smiled slightly, and said slowly: "I'm not here to buy vegetables." ”

The vegetable seller could see clearly, the young man in white in front of him, with a delicate face, a high nose, and attentive eyes, but his face was a little pale. He felt that the person in front of him looked like an acquaintance, but he couldn't remember who it was. Although his memory is not as vivid as it is, his memory is still good. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with it, but he just felt a little familiar.

"So, ...... you?" asked the vegetable seller suspiciously, the vigilance in his eyes flashed, and years of battlefield fighting gave him an instinct to perceive danger, even if he didn't feel the killing intent of the feminine and sick scholar in front of him.

"There was a beggar with a broken leg on the street, and he told me that there was a stall here who owed him something. Li Xiangru raised the thumb of his right hand and gently scrubbed the handle of the umbrella, and said lightly: "He said that outside the mottled and ruined red gate of the Shimarshou's Mansion, there are too many messy weed seeds reviving in this spring. And he is alone, he can't get rid of it, and he wants you to help him. ”

The vegetable vendor's face suddenly turned cold, and there was a strong killing intent in his eyes when he stared at Li Xiangru. If he can directly point out the beggar with a broken leg and the people of the Marshal's Mansion, he must have investigated their identities very clearly, and since he has already understood, he doesn't care to pretend that he doesn't understand.

Li Xiangru glanced at him, turned to look at the beggar's position, turned his back to the vegetable vendor, and said in a flat tone as if telling a story: "He also said that there are two months before the Qingming Festival, and he has been begging here for three years with a broken leg." He lived painfully for three years, and for three years, he waited for someone. ”

"And it just so happens that I know him and the man he wants to kill. Li Xiangru raised his head slightly, watching the falling rain hit his tarpaulin umbrella, flowing down from the corner of the umbrella ground, forming a beaded curtain, he raised his left hand, stretched out his palm and put it outside the umbrella, the rain dripped in his palm, he looked at the rain scattered in the palm of his hand in a daze, and continued: "Look, this seems to be the tears of the brothers, their crying, not because of pain, not because of death, but because the eldest brother on whom they relied betrayed them and abandoned them. ”

After saying this, Li Xiangru looked at the vegetable vendor with a little sadness in his eyes, and slowly his tone became a little heavy, "I told him not to wait here, go back and take a bath, sleep well, and then live well."

But he refused. He said that he was nothing more than a wasted man, a knife that he could get used to and that hiding under a vague, dark and damp roof was more painful than death. But he didn't dare to die, and if you were still alive, he wouldn't dare to die. Then he couldn't explain to his ten brothers, and he didn't say anything to face the master. ”

Li Xiangru lowered his head and was silent for a while, raised his head with a wry smile, and continued: "Heh, in the end, I choose to respect him, just as he loved me and protected me when I was a child. I told him that I want that person to go to the Shimarshuai's Mansion, kowtow, admit his mistakes, and kill himself!" Li Xiangru said the last few words, his tone was heavier, like a hammer slamming into the dirt wall, leaving a large depression in the ground.

When the vegetable seller heard this, he took a few steps back until his back was pressed against the wall, and he suddenly remembered who this feminine and sick scholar was, and asked in an incredulous tone, "You...... You are...... Little Tiger?"

"Great, you're not dead, we all thought you were dead......" The greengrocer's tone was happy, he wanted to go over and pat him on the shoulder as hard as he used to praise Xiaohu, but when he opened his hands, he touched the scholar's indifferent expression, and immediately closed his mouth, he seemed to remember. They are no longer brothers, and the young man in front of him will no longer affectionately call him "brother", or even someone who wants to kill him. He was still happy, tears were streaming from his eyes, but his mouth was open, and he was smiling happily, very clear, very clean.

Li Xiangru kept observing the vegetable seller's expression, and after being silent for a long time, he sighed softly, lowered his head slightly, and said, "Brother Wang, it's not worth making you happy if I don't die." Because I live, you must die. ”

"Hehe......" Wang Qing laughed, lowered his head, and felt weak as if he was about to collapse. He sat down, on the stool he had been sitting on for three years, and for the first time he wanted something that would hold him up and not go limp. He wasn't afraid of death, nor was he afraid of the young man in front of him. It's just that it's as if I've lost my soul. His soul had already been lost, and by the time he made that decision, he had already sold his soul to the devil. For the remaining five years, it was like a walking corpse. The only thing that brought him to his senses was his sister-in-law and two nephews.

He should have died a long time ago, he just couldn't find an excuse, couldn't find a reason.

Wang Qing laughed, his smile mixed with a lot of things. Li Xiangru has never heard that a laugh can contain so much meaning. Like crying, like joy, like madness, like demons, like liberation......

He didn't laugh loudly and not for long. After calming down his smile, he raised his head to look at the clean, beautiful and slightly pale young face in front of him, and said in a worried tone, "You...... It shouldn't have come with such fanfare. Even though it's been all these years, there are still people looking for you. ”

He didn't care about his own life or death.

Li Xiangru's face became gentle, and he said softly, "My name is Li Xiangru now." Will Brother Wang tell them who I am?"

Wang Qing shook his head and said in despair: "I did something wrong before, which made me miserable for five years. I don't want to live in pain like that anymore. I thought I could always convince myself not to feel guilty anymore, and I thought that family affection would allow me to cover up and forget about the wrong thing. But I was wrong. It's rare, you can still call me Brother Wang, hehe...... ”

Wang Qing raised his head, stared at Li Xiangru, and suddenly asked, "You...... You're here to seek revenge in the capital?! No, you can't fight them!"

Wang Qing stood up and excitedly persuaded Li Xiangru.

It seems that they have all forgotten that the former brothers have become an opposite.

Li Xiangru's expression was indifferent, "Nothing is impossible." You know me, I'm not interested in a lot of things, I don't care about anything in the cultivation or in the barracks, those are very boring things. I originally just wanted to live a quiet and ordinary life, and being a rich man with money was my biggest dream at that time. And I believe I can do it. It's just that life doesn't give us a choice. The road we chose ourselves, or we were forced to walk it. Since I have chosen this path, I will naturally go on it. Because, I am who I am. ”

Wang Qing looked at Li Xiangru with firm eyes, and recalled the former Xiaohu, the commander asked him to practice but he was often lazy and ran away, the military commander asked him to read and read, he was very smart, so smart that he learned the knowledge taught by the commander in just half a year, and even stumped the military teacher in turn. He is very careless, but extremely talented. If there is a genius in this world, Xiaohu is the only one. has been following Shi Shuai all year round, and Shi Shuai has never praised anyone, except for Xiaohu. Xiaohu is clever, looks like a tiger with a sweet mouth, and calls his brother when he sees them.

In the eyes of the commander and the military advisor, Xiaohu is a genius. In the eyes of the rest of the barracks, Xiaohu is a naughty and clever child. No one is as popular as he is.

Shi Shuai once judged Xiaohu, saying that he was a stubborn donkey, and he would only take a step if he had to be whipped. If you don't hit him, he will be lazy. If such a person is determined to do something, it is very scary. Because, he will definitely succeed!

Xiaohu has a talent for cultivation, but it's just ...... After that conspiracy, he was severely beaten by the Grand Master and his heart was broken.

The change in temperament is the only one Wang Qing didn't recognize the person in front of him for a while.

"Your face is not very good. Are you healed?" Wang Qing pursed his lips and asked.

Li Xiangru glanced at him, but he didn't suspect that he was resisting when he asked this, and replied truthfully: "Thank you Brother Wang for your concern, with a master who has been in the mountains for a few years, it has been much better." There are still some shackles on the cultivation, and this time I came to the capital to collect some debts, and secondly, to get injured on my body. ”

Wang Qing smiled, with tears in his eyes, as if he hadn't heard what Li Xiangru said about collecting debts, and he was one of the debtors, and muttered: "That's good, that's good! The commander and the military advisor have always said that you are the dragon and phoenix among people, no one can stump you, and no one can defeat you." ”

Wang Qing suddenly shut up, and he realized that he was no longer worthy to mention those two people. So he didn't speak again.

The air suddenly became quiet, save for the ticking of some rain falling from the eaves.

Li Xiangru sighed, turned around and left, turned his back to Wang Qing, stopped when he took the second step, and said lightly: "Give you a day to deal with the aftermath, tomorrow at noon, I will be waiting for you at the gate of the Marshal's Mansion." ”

It is not said who is waiting, but the one who says knows it, and the one who hears it understands.

The rain suddenly and gradually became heavier, Di Qing looked at the back of the departing and stood there for a long time......