When Chu Ling Yin Zixi arrived outside Shi Yiguang's courtyard, he stood outside the door and looked at the courtyard, there was a tree planted in the middle of the not small courtyard, and the leaves had already fallen in the winter season, leaving only the bare trunk and the gloomy sky in the gaps.

There is a row of houses, which is a courtyard. There is no front and back yard, but it is enough for one person.

After Zixi swept over, his eyes fell on the child sitting under the eaves in the courtyard. The little boy was playing with the small bow and arrow in his hand, and he also turned his head to look at Zixi.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Bingwen okay?" Zixi stood outside the courtyard, looked at the child, and asked gently and politely.

Bingwen stood up and nodded at Zixi: "Yes." After a pause, he said, "What do you want?" ”

Zixi looked at the little boy and smiled gently: "In the Lower Chu State Ling Yin, may you pass it on for me?" ”

The little boy looked at Zixi, thought for a while, then nodded, and then turned around and walked into the room behind him.

It was warm in the room, and Shi Yiguang sat behind the desk.

She raised her eyes, glanced at the halfway way in, and her gaze fell into the courtyard. From her point of view, she could only see the snow in the yard that had not yet melted, the bare tree, and the door was closed directly opposite the yard, and the house where Anyang once lived.

"Someone here again, saying that it was Chu Lingyin, see?" Ban'er walked into the room, stood in front of Shi Yiguang, and asked.

Shi Yiguang straightened his body a little, turned his head and looked at his face in Shui Jian next to him, and then pushed Shui Jian under the table, straightened his clothes, and sat up straight.

He whispered, "Please." ”

Ban'er nodded, turned around and walked out of the house, standing on the threshold, holding a small bow and arrow in one hand and the doorway in the other, looking at the few people standing outside the house, and then looking back at Shi Yiguang. Then he put down the small bow and arrow in his hand and ran to the gate of the courtyard.

"Sir, please come in." Ban'er opened the courtyard door, stood aside, said to the person standing in front, turned around and led the person into the house.

Zixi followed the little boy outside the house and took off his clothes, and when he walked in the door, he saw Shi Yiguang sitting behind the desk.

Feng Village, who accompanied him, stood outside the house, guarding the outside and not going in.

He looked at the man sitting behind the desk, his face pale, and his body looked weak. As Kazemura said when he returned, he probably had a serious illness.

Shi Yiguang saw Zixi who walked in, and his face was pale. But it was not rude to prop up the table and stand up with some difficulty.

Zixi saluted Shi Yiguang, looked at Shi Yiguang and said, "Mr. is sick, don't get up and salute." ”

Shi Yiguang didn't seem to hear it, and only got up slowly. Seeing this, Ban'er, who was standing on the side, hurriedly stepped forward, supported the weak Shi Yiguang to stand up straight, and told with concern: "Mr. is sick and weak, be careful." ”

When Shi Yiguang heard this, he turned his head and glanced at Ban'er meaningfully, then turned his head and saluted Chu Ling Yin Zixi with Ban'er's support.

"Grass people Bingwen, I've seen adults." Shi Yiguang saluted respectfully to Zixi, but his tone was light. It is a courtesy for the government and the people to be separated, and it is polite to be estranged without losing etiquette.

Zixi looked at Shi Yiguang, who stood up and saluted, listened to the alienation in his words, and sighed: "Mr. is weak, why do you have to salute?" ”

As he spoke, he looked at Shi Yiguang. It seems to be a little higher than before. The youth is slow, and if the days are shorter, I will feel taller.

"A man can die, but a gift cannot be spent." Shi Yiguang said lightly, stroked his heart and coughed, and slowly sat down with the support of Ban'er.

Then he gestured to the grass ball on the opposite side of the table.

Zixi also sat down.

"After a long day, is the gentleman okay?" Zixi sat down and looked at Shi Yiguang and said hello.

Shi Yiguang looked at Zixi, and then replied softly: "It's okay." After speaking, he coughed again on the table.

Zixi looked at Shi Yiguang who was coughing opposite, his face was a little uneasy, but looking at his pale face, he was a little self-blaming. When he was a teenager, he was alone in a foreign country, and he was entrusted to him by his master, but he abandoned him.

"Ever since I sent my husband away, I have been restless. Ben was entrusted by the deceased to take care of him," Speaking of this, Zixi stopped, sighed, and then looked at Shi Yiguang and continued: "I came here today to take Mr. back to his house." ”

Shi Yiguang looked at Zixi and didn't reply, but asked indifferently: "Have you arranged the ceremonies of the Chu State to worship the heavens?" ”

When Zixi heard this, his face turned pale, looked at Shi Yiguang, thought for a moment, and then said: "I didn't listen to Mr.'s holy words that day, and I came to apologize to Mr. today." ”

Shi Yiguang looked at Zixi and shook his head: "I'm not wrong, and you're not wrong." There is no such thing as an apology. ”

"I was wrong." As soon as Shi Yiguang's voice fell, Zixi spoke: "One is wrong because of the old man's trust, and the other is because of the old man's ignorance." ”

Shi Yiguang looked at Zixi, who spoke sincerely, and after a while, he shook his head: "If there is no solar eclipse today, adults will not come to admit their mistakes, let alone feel that they have missed the deadline and do not know the mistakes of the talents." She looked at Zixi, speaking indifferently and conceitedly.

After speaking, he propped up the table and coughed gently.

Zixi looked at the young man in front of him, who was weak and pale, but straightened his back. Has he always been so talented and conceited?

Really?

Zixi looked at the young man in front of him with some surprise. He looked at the young man in front of him, calm and calm, and his expression was cold. The act of talking is polite and can detect his talent. Such a young man, no matter where he is placed, even if he stands there coldly and does not say a word, he should not be the one who is ignored.

But how could it be that Ling Yin's Mansion didn't find out for nearly a year?

Zixi couldn't remember what this young man looked like when he was about to enter the mansion. I can't remember his words and deeds and appearance in the house on weekdays.

Shi Yiguang raised his head, looked at Zixi, who was speechless, and pursed his lips.

The room became quiet. Only the little black dog crawling outside the house whined twice from time to time. The fire in the charcoal basin on the side has been burning for a long time, and the white ash covers a layer, and some of it is half-extinguished and half-extinguished. Ban'er squatted on the edge of the charcoal basin, picked up the branch next to him and played with the white ash on the charcoal.

"So, if I come to ask Mr. to go back today, will Mr. not allow it?" Zixi looked at Shi Yiguang in front of him, even though he knew Shi Yiguang's attitude, he was still humble and polite.

Shi Yiguang looked at Zixi, did not speak, only shook his head.

Seeing this, Zixi pursed his lips and became quiet again.

Outside the door, Fengcun stood on the edge of the threshold, his hands in the sleeves of his cotton coat, looking at the unmelted snow in the courtyard and a gourd man piled up under the tree. A big ball underneath and a small ball above. It has black eyes made of branches and charcoal stuck in it, and it looks like a human being. He also wears a hat on his head.

Snow can play like this.