Shi Yiguang looked at Mr. Sun in front of him and blinked a little puzzledly: "What?" Dumb? ”

Mr. Sun nodded and said, "Yes, if you go to Chu Lingyin's mansion with me today, then you can't say a word from the moment you step out of the courtyard." ”

Saying that, Mr. Sun slowly stood up: "If you can do it, you can enter the Ling Yin Mansion with me, and if you can't, just do it." ”

As he spoke, he walked out of the house.

Shi Yiguangxun sat on the futon, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Mr. Sun and asked loudly, "Why?" ”

"Because you're talking too much." Mr. Sun said lightly. When the words fell, the man had already walked out of the house.

On New Year's Day, there was still snow outside.

Shi Yiguang sat in the house, looking at Mr. Sun outside the house, his eyes were calm, and he exhaled heavily.

Dumb is dumb.

Mr. Sun and Shi Yiguang walked to Chu Lingyin's mansion on foot.

Shi Yiguang wore a sheepskin felt hat and stood behind Mr. Sun, the snow slag fell on her shoulder, she yawned a big wayn, and a breath of hot air dispersed as the yawn filled the air.

She studied late last night, even though she was very sleepy, she still held her eyes and followed Mr. Sun obediently.

Mr. Sun stood in front of him, never heard Shi Yiguang's complaining voice, and glanced back strangely. I saw Shi Yiguang standing behind him, and the rules were the same as in the past.

The two waited outside for a long time before they saw the doorman from the Yin Mansion come to pass the word.

"Ling-sama Yin, please come in." As he spoke, he stepped back a little and made a gesture of please.

Mr. Sun saluted, and then entered Ling Yin's mansion.

Shi Yiguang followed behind, holding the scroll that Mr. Sun asked her to hold, and followed honestly. From time to time, he glanced around.

It is worthy of the mansion of the great commander Yin of the Chu State, and in the huge courtyard, there is a long bluestone road, and there are three-legged tripods on both sides of the road. The tripod is followed by two tall trees. Although it is winter, the trees have withered, but the tall branches can still be seen in the middle of summer.

The whole mansion is magnificent.

I followed the doorman through the corridors, disturbed a gatehouse, and finally saw the main hall not far away.

In the main hall, a middle-aged man sat upright, facing the door, looking at Mr. Sun and Shi Yiguang who were slowly coming.

When Mr. Sun walked outside the hall, the man stood up and looked at Mr. Sun.

Mr. Sun walked into the doorway, raised his hand at the man, and rubbed it deeply: "Yue Ren Changqing, see Lord Ling Yin!" ”

"Mr. Changqing, please get up quickly." Chu Lingyin stood up straight, and after snorting at Mr. Sun, he hurriedly stepped forward to support Mr. Sun, and pointed to the futon next to him: "Sir, please sit." ”

Mr. Sun answered, and then knelt down on the futon.

Shi Yiguang stood behind him, standing with his head down, his eyes raised from time to time, and glanced at the Chu State Ling Yin in front of him.

He is not very old, in his thirties, has a long beard, and looks very energetic. The clothes are neat and satin-rich, but the coloring is not gorgeous. The palms are rough and calloused. This is especially true at the mouth of the tiger.

After observing quietly, Shi Yi recovered and raised his eyebrows.

"Where is Mr. Changqing from Yueguo?" Chu Ling Yin Xun sat opposite Mr. Sun, looked at him and asked.

"Replying to Lord Yin's words, I am a person from Yueguo Zhuji." Mr. Sun sat opposite Chu Lingyin and replied dignified and solemn.

When Shi Yiguang heard this, he raised his eyebrows, looked up at Mr. Sun, whose face did not change, and then lowered his head again.

"It was originally from Zhuji. I haven't been to Zhuji yet. Chu Ling Yin responded, and then looked at Mr. Sun and continued: "I read the scriptures handed by Mr. Changqing, and I am very satisfied. I also read Mr.'s military strategy, Mr. has great talents, can he be hired by my house as a guest of the upper seat? ”

When Mr. Sun heard this, he looked at Chu Lingyin and smiled kindly: "Ling Yin is raised, I came here to defect to the adult, and I am willing to do my part for the adult." It's just that I'm a small person, and I'm restrained and reluctant in the house of adults, and if the adults can agree to me to find a job under the adult's door, I can still live outside. ”

Shi Yiguang listened to Mr. Sun's words, hung his head, and glanced at the corners of his mouth. Mr. Sun is also a lord who doesn't blush. Why are you embarrassed to say that you are timid?

"Naturally, Mr. has a request, even if he asks." When Chu Lingyin heard Mr. Sun's words, he replied without thinking about it.

In the doorway, Mr. Sun and Chu Lingyin began to talk about military strategy, Shi Yiguang stood behind Mr. Sun without saying a word, holding a bunch of bamboo rolls, and stepped forward from time to time to silently hand over the bamboo rolls.

She stood quietly, looking at the texture of the stone slabs on the ground, while listening to the conversation between Mr. Sun and Chu Lingyin, like a forgotten statue in the corner.

By the time the two finished speaking, it was already close to noon.

In the previous life, there was no lack of training, but in this life, Shi Yiguang stood very little. Mr. Sun got up and followed Chu Lingyin out of the hall. Shi Yiguang also trembled on his heels, his legs were too sore after standing for too long, and he almost fell down without being unstable.

She leaned on the door frame, exhaled, looked up at Mr. Sun's white onion, and silently followed with the scroll.

Entering the dining hall, Shi Yiguang walked in with Mr. Sun with his feet, and was pulled out by the slave guarding the door.

The servant glared at Shi Yiguang fiercely and whispered, "What are you doing?" That's where the gentlemen went! You are a slave, how dare you enter without a call?! ”

“？” Shi Yiguang's face was surprised, and then he glanced at Mr. Sun's onion head sadly, quickly lowered his head, and exited the door in a proper manner.

This is a foreign country, and I don't dare to make a mistake.

and promised Mr. Sun to be dumb. Low profile.

Shi Yiguang raised his feet, stepped out, raised his eyes to look at Mr. Sun, who was talking happily with Chu Lingyin, and lowered his head without saying a word.

The light snow in winter fell in the huge courtyard and flew to Shi Yiguang's head.

Shi Yiguang stood there fixedly, holding a bamboo roll in his hand, bowing his head and not speaking.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly Shi Yi's bald head hurt, she bit her lip to stop the exclamation, turned to look, and saw several young women of the same age standing not far away, looking at this side.

"Nu'er, pick up the ball for me!" One of the men shouted.

Shi Yiguang looked at his gaze, turned his head to look aside, and saw that it was a wooden ball more than an inch, lying outside the door.

She tilted her head and looked at the teenagers in the distance.

"If you're deaf, let you pick up the ball for Ben Gongzi!" The young man who spoke looked at Shi Yiguang and shouted arrogantly.

Shi Yiguang looked at the young man's invincible appearance, turned his head indifferently, and hung down quietly.

"Huh? Is he disobedient? Another young man next to him exclaimed slightly.

"Duan Shuyu, he actually ignored you! Hahaha! The young man next to him sneered harshly.

Footsteps approached.

Shi Yiguang's brows furrowed. She raised her eyes and looked at Mr. Sun, who was still talking quietly in the room, her white onion head shaking from time to time, and then she looked down at the bamboo roll she was holding.

The footsteps were getting closer, and she seemed to hear the boy's angry breathing. Shi Yiguang tilted his head slightly, and he could already see the young man approaching in breath.

Suddenly, the sound in the room suddenly became louder.

"Bingwen, bring the book." Mr. Sun turned his head, looked at Shi Yiguang, who was standing outside the house with his head down, and said loudly.

Shi Yiguang was overjoyed, and walked in with the bamboo scroll in his hand.