Chapter 7: Tears on the Charcoal Fire
After everyone left one after another, there were only a few teachers left in front of the academy, with complicated expressions and didn't know what to say.
"I'm afraid this Chang'an is really going to be messed up. ”
"Li Xiu's ability to beat Zhimo in chess is enough to prove that his computing power is superb, but an ordinary person is close to a demon, but he doesn't know whether it is good or bad for Datang. ”
"The computing power is so far, people like Li Xiu don't do boring things, what does he want to see the Book of Heavens for?"
There was a discussion between the teachings.
The beard teacher glanced at them: "Since you can't figure it out, just don't think about it, Zhimo is willing to gamble and lose, there is no objection, and we don't want to make another incident." ”
The rest nodded, looking at the master and servant who disappeared into the night with complicated eyes.
Suddenly, a teacher frowned and said, "Have you paid attention to the old servant in green shirts?"
The beard teaches that his eyes are deep and his tone is slightly wavering.
"Grandmaster of the Five Realms"
The teachers were taken aback, their faces changed, and they immediately dispersed silently.
Li Xiu was actually followed by a powerhouse from the Five Realms.
What did he want to do when he came back this time?
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Meiling Academy is ten miles away from Chang'an, and the distance of ten miles is not far for ordinary people, let alone for cultivators.
It's just a sword away.
The snow stopped early in the morning, but fortunately the snow was thick and white, and there was a little light in the night, enough to make people see the road ahead.
Li Xiu walked in the snow, one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Old Qiao quietly followed behind him, stepping on the snow with the same deep foot and shallow foot.
A moment later, an abnormal flush suddenly appeared on Li Xiu's pale face, and it disappeared in a flash.
The pace slowed down.
He shook his head vigorously, reached out and grabbed a handful of snow and wiped his face, hoping to keep himself awake.
"Uncle Qiao, it seems that my illness is serious again. ”
He grinned, then closed his eyes and fell to the ground.
Before he landed, he was supported in the air by Lao Qiao.
Looking at Li Xiu's bloodless face and the frown that was still tightly furrowed even in a coma, Qiao Lao sighed softly.
Few people know how much Li Xiu has paid and how many things he has gone through to get to where he is today.
An ordinary person has to live in a place like Tingxue Lou, and even live to be a human being, and the sadness behind it is not enough for outsiders.
Carrying Li Xiu on his back, Old Qiao took a step forward.
Then he appeared in front of Chang'an City.
One step and ten miles.
The defenders of the city had sharp eyes, and one hand clenched the long sword at his waist, as if he were facing a great enemy.
Old Qiao glanced at them and revealed Li Xiu's face.
There is a formation ban in Chang'an City, and even the powerhouses of the Five Realms can't make any big moves.
The sergeants recognized Li Xiu and knew that this was His Royal Highness the Prince who had only returned to Chang'an early this morning.
Then he naturally recognized the old servant in green shirts who led the horse.
The vigilant posture gradually relaxed, and the sergeants let go of the road.
Lao Qiao carried him back to the palace and returned to Li Xiu's house without alarming anyone.
Li Xiu is a very proud person, so even though he is very sick, he never let Lao Qiao help.
After Captain Liu's death, his body was already in condition, not to mention that he walked ten miles on foot and braved ice and snow.
In the end, he played a game of chess with Chen Zhimo.
Playing chess does not seem to consume physical strength, but it does not consume much mental energy.
It is a miracle that Li Xiu was able to survive and did not faint on the spot.
"It's really stubborn!"
Old Joe put him on the bed, looked at him and sighed.
Then the window suddenly opened, and a woman jumped into the house.
This woman is wearing a green dress, but she is not vulgar at all, but highlights her slender and hot figure to the fullest.
Tsing Yi is more like a cheongsam, the fork is very large, and the pair of snow-white long legs loom between the steps.
The woman had a green silk bundle behind her head, a whisk in her hand, and a pair of eyes bent into crescents.
She came to the window and looked down at Li Xiu.
"Old Qiao, did you raise the young master to death?"
"Xu Yingxiu, you should know that the young master is not allowed to go down the mountain. ”
The woman in front of her was the best in the world, but Lao Qiao didn't even raise her eyelids.
"Don't come to this set, you have the ability to tell him. ”
The woman sneered and continued: "The safety of the young master is heavier than the sky, and you are the only one by your side, I don't feel at ease, besides, don't you think so too?
"No matter how witty the young master is, he is an ordinary person after all, and he can't sense you, so as long as you don't appear in front of me, I won't take the initiative to speak. ”
Xu Yingxiu waved her hand impatiently, sat directly on the bed, touched Li Xiu's forehead, then got up and walked to the side of the copper basin to wash a towel, folded it into a square, and put it on Li Xiu's forehead.
Then he rolled up a futon and gently covered his body, then lit the fire in the house, took out a packet of herbs from his waist, put it in the iron kettle, and set it on the brazier, and in a moment the faint smell of medicine spread all over the room.
Old Joe didn't speak from beginning to end, and he didn't know where to start.
Sometimes I have to admit that women are more skilled in taking care of people.
"If you follow the young master, he will live at least ten or eight years less. ”
Xu Yingxiu looked at Lao Qiao, whose movements were stiff, and sneered.
"He only has more than a month to live. ”
Old Joe didn't get angry, but said directly.
The tone couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, but Xu Yingxiu knew that his mood was extremely bad.
Similarly, Xu Yingxiu overturned the chair under Lao Qiao's buttocks, and said angrily: "Impossible, the young master still has two years left to live before leaving Tingxue Building." ”
"Xu is tired of bumpy and tired all the way, so he is more sick, and this is Chang'an after all. ”
Chang'an is the most prosperous place, but it is a sad place for Li Xiu.
"I said a long time ago that you don't want to rely on him in everything, I heard that Xuelou is more than 70,000 miles here, so you let him sit in the carriage all the time? More than 70,000 miles is not the distance of a few sword steps of your Third Master Qiao?"
Xu Yingxiu gasped, and her voice almost tossed over the roof.
I just listened from the outside, but no sound came out.
Old Joe didn't speak.
"Go get a pot of boiled water, the young master loves to drink boiled water. ”
Xu Yingxiu whispered, and Lao Qiao stood up and walked out with a kettle.
Xu Yingxiu sat in front of the brazier, looking at the slightly burning fire, her eyes were red, and then she covered her face with her hands and sobbed quietly.
In fact, the days always pass quickly, and today is a long day for Li Xiu, because he has done a lot of things in this day.
entered the city, had a family banquet, tore his face with the princess, killed one of the traitors that year, Liu Xiaowei, and then went to the academy to play a game of chess with Chen Zhimo, won the Book of Heavens, and finally fell into a coma.