Xia Ye'er said "Yes, yes", and pushed Pan Yu out. Pan Yu was very helpless, so he had to walk to the old gentleman's door, and said with a smile: "Mr. Luo, it's early." ”

Mr. Luo squinted at him and said, "Are you the handyman?" What's wrong? What are you looking for me for? ”

Pan Yu bowed and said, "I heard you say that you ran out of rice paper that day, I don't know if it's right?" ”

Mr. Luo touched his beard and said, "I haven't used it up, but the rest is damp, and it will blur when I write it, and the effect is not good, not good." ”

Pan Yu hurriedly said: "Then you will go with me?" I have some rice paper that I supplied to the king of Chu last time, presumably of the highest quality, and before I finished it, it was piled up with me, thinking that you often write, so I kept it for you. ”

Mr. Luo laughed a few times, and then agreed to go to the warehouse managed by Pan Yu with Pan Yu.

Xia Ye'er saw that the old man and Pan Yu had left, so she quietly walked into Mr. Luo's room. I saw that the old gentleman's room was very neat, and even a little too neat. The room was filled with the smell of ink, which didn't smell good. The desk is full of all kinds of books, and if you look closely, they are all the books that students are studying, and there is nothing to see. Xia Ye'er looked around left and right, a little disappointed, at this time, she saw a small book next to the old gentleman's pillow, which seemed to have been read many times, so she walked over gently, picked up the small book, and read it.

At this time, Pan Yu was walking around the warehouse with Mr. Luo. In fact, there was any rice paper left, but Pan Yu deliberately delayed the time, saying to look for it.

Mr. Luo looked at the pen, ink, paper, inkstone and some thread-bound books in the warehouse, took a deep breath, and said: "This palace is good, there is everything, there is everything!" ”

Pan Yu smiled and didn't speak. Mr. Luo continued: "Looking at you, the old man thinks of his own children. Back then, I was the same age as you and loved to read, but then I ...... Ay. ”

"What happened next?" Pan Yu asked.

Mr. Luo said: "Later, he was killed. ”

"Hurt? Passed away? Pan Yu was a little surprised.

"No, but it's pretty much there. I'm sick and I can't do it. Mr. Luo sighed, very sorry.

Pan Yu suddenly realized that these might be related to the truth that Xia Ye'er wanted to know, so he asked, "Then didn't you ask for a doctor?" ”

Mr. Luo patted Pan Yu on the shoulder and said, "There are some diseases that can't be cured by doctors. ”

Pan Yu frowned, he could feel Mr. Luo's nostalgia and nostalgia for his child. At this time, Mr. Luo said again: "The old man always remembered the past, when the child was still by my side, but now the old man can't see it through a wall!" ”

"Why?"

Mr. Luo shook his head and said, "You don't understand, young man. The old man's biggest regret and regret is that he personally sent the child to a point of no return, and now the child is suffering, and I want to do my best to help! Even in the end, the old man will lose more than he gains, and he will never return! ”

Pan Yu suddenly felt that the old gentleman in front of him who missed his child was very pitiful, how could he have something to do with the incident that Xia Ye'er was involved in? Even if it does, he's just a bystander, right? Definitely, yes.

Mr. Luo saw that Pan Yu was stunned, so he said, "What's the matter, young man?" Haven't found the rice paper yet? ”

Pan Yu hurriedly came back to his senses and went to another corner to look around. Mr. Luo looked out the window and said to himself, "The sun is rising, and those children are going to come to listen to me, an old man, teach again." ”

"Isn't that nice?"

"Young man, do you know what the old man used to do?"

"I heard from others, it's a county order?"

"Haha, you're pretty well-informed! The old man used to be a seventh-rank official. Now, there is no open and secret fighting in the officialdom, and it is good to talk about the Four Books and the Five Classics to the children every day, so good! ”

"Excellent?"

"Young man, in this life, the old man has put everything down except for the children."

Xia Ye'er looked at the little book, which was not anything else, but a person's diary written every day.

“…… Today, I saw the King of Chu, and he was still so close to me, even though I was already pot-bellied......"

“…… I'm scared, everyone is targeting me, why? What can I do to avoid such suffering......"

“…… The queen is here again, although she is not her own sister, but why do you have to work so hard......"

“…… Without children, what else do I have, father, where are you, when you gave me out of the house, did you ever think that I would end up like this......"

Xia Ye'er was so frightened that she closed the notebook. She suddenly understood that this diary was written by Concubine Jing! Then why is it here with Mr. Luo? Could it be that Mr. Luo is ...... Concubine Jing's father? If this is the case, Mr. Luo must know about the death of the seventh elder brother, and even ...... It could be that he did it! But why? Did he know that the seventh elder brother was not Concubine Jing's own child? But that's not enough to do it to a child!

"Did you find it? Lad? The old man is going back to teach, those little children......" Mr. Luo said slowly behind Pan Yu.

"Well, I found it!" Pan Yu felt that the time was almost up, so he took out a large brocade box from a corner and smiled at Mr. Luo.

Mr. Luo nodded, and the two walked back together. Mr. Luo looked at the box of rice paper in Pan Yu's arms, and said very happily: "This rice paper is enough for me to write for several days, not bad, not bad!" ”

When he was about to walk to the room, Pan Yu deliberately said loudly: "Mr. Luo, slow down, the steps are steep!" ”

Xia Ye'er was still looking at the little book in the house, and when she heard Pan Yu's voice outside, she was very flustered, and she didn't know what to do. She looked around, and there was nowhere to hide, so she had to hide under the bed, not even daring to come out.

Mr. Luo and Pan Yu entered the house together. Pan Yu saw that there was no Xia Ye'er in his field of vision, and put a little snack.

Mr. Luo said to Pan Yu: "Young man, you just put this rice paper inside, the table next to my bed." ”

Pan Yu agreed, walked in, looked down, and was startled when he saw Xia Ye'er winking at him at the bottom of the bed, but fortunately he didn't make a sound.

"Young man, why does this room smell of fat powder?" Mr. Luo asked outside.

Xia Ye'er and Pan Yu listened, and at the same time broke out in a cold sweat. Xia Ye'er took a deep breath and wanted to hide underground, while Pan Yu stood still, not knowing how to answer.

"Sir, did you smell it wrong, I didn't smell it." Pan Yu's voice trembled a little.