Chapter 203 This story is written in the wind and snow
Standing at the door, it was not the white-haired old man who pushed the door in before, but a woman who was still wearing a red dress in winter, the woman looked ordinary, but her eyes were very aura.
Looking at the young man in green shirt with a sword box on his back and a strange face in front of her, the woman looked puzzled, and because he said something that he hadn't seen for a long time, it made her feel even more strange.
Li Fuyao, who was standing at the door, smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed to a certain alley in the distance, and said with a smile: "You forgot?" When we were children, we liked to make trouble together in that place, and the bluestone steps behind the wine shop, we looked up at the stars together at night, at that time you liked to wear red dresses, saying that you would marry a powerful general when you grew up, at that time I didn't always say, if you can't get married, look for me, you always dislike me, you say that my house is not big enough, don't marry me, lest there be more children in the future, not enough to live, don't remember?"
The woman in the red dress was stunned at first, then her face was a little hot, and then she said uncertainly: "It's you, Li Fuyao?"
Li Fuyao nodded, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "After all these years of wandering outside, when I am homesick occasionally, I will think of you, and then I am still thinking about whether you are really married to the general, then it is really not easy to think about seeing you in the future, but now I look at you, it seems that I haven't married yet, is my vision too high?"
The woman in the red dress frowned, gritted her teeth and said, "Li Fuyao, after so long, you are still like this, and the dog can't spit out ivory from his mouth." β
Li Fuyao didn't refute, nodded and said: "I've been used to running around outside all these years, and when I speak, there is a thorn in my mouth, don't care, just because I'm still the guy who likes to watch the stars with you." β
The woman in the red dress rolled her eyes, she stared at Li Fuyao, who was a head taller than her, and didn't ask any nonsense about where he had been all these years, when she was young, one day she suddenly found that the guy who liked to watch the stars at night was gone, so she ran to the house at the mouth of the alley to ask the good-tempered Uncle Li, Uncle Li just said that he went to the school palace, and the rest didn't say anything, but in Luoyang City, over the years, those personal families whose children were selected to enter the palace, where was there a person like Uncle Li, and later she learned that when the gentlemen of the school palace took those selected children to the school palace, there is no Li Fuyao in the team at all.
So Li Fuyao disappeared inexplicably.
She has been sad for a long time, but after all, she is a child, and it is impossible to live a sad life all her life, when she is older, her memory of Li Fuyao is faint, and she can't remember it anymore, if Li Fuyao hadn't told so many interesting things when she was young, no matter how they looked at each other, she would definitely not know that the person standing in front of her was Li Fuyao.
She opened her mouth and asked, "Then how long are you going to stay in Luoyang City when you come back this time, or do you never leave?"
Li Fu shook his hands and didn't answer this question, but just asked with a smile: "Why, it's no longer in Luoyang City, so you won't invite me in?"
The woman in the red dress glared at Li Fuyao, just like what she did when she was in a loss, after getting out of the way, Li Fuyao finally walked into the courtyard.
As soon as she entered the courtyard, the woman in the red dress found that there was a lot of snow on the guy's head, and shook her head, and the woman in the red dress told Li Fuyao to wait under the eaves, and she was going to find a handkerchief for him to wipe his head.
Li Fuyao stood under the eaves, looking at the layout of the small courtyard, he didn't come to this small courtyard back then, after so many years, there was no change, which made Li Fuyao a little surprised, he stood under the eaves, his expression was flat, looking at the heavy snow in the courtyard, rubbing his cheeks, hehe smiled.
The woman in the red dress quickly took a clean cloth and came over to wipe Li Fuyao's head, in fact, if Li Fuyao hadn't been taken away from Luoyang City back then, he would have grown up in Luoyang City, but he could have said to her that he was a childhood sweetheart, maybe it was possible to get married when he grew up, but the world is unpredictable, and now I haven't seen it for so many years, although there is still a childhood friendship, but in the end, there is not much affection in my heart.
"Where's your grandfather?"
Li Fuyao took the handkerchief and wiped his wet hair, and asked casually.
The woman in the red dress died of both parents when she was a child, Li Fuyao is very clear, and as for her only surviving elder now, he remembers it clearly.
At the beginning, he was the one who traveled thousands of miles and carried him from Luoyang City to Baiyu Town.
In fact, after he left, Li Fuyao kept saying that he wished that the old man would die halfway, and now that he thinks about it, if he hadn't been greedy for the bag of silver, Li Fuyao wouldn't have survived that winter.
So for that old man, Li Fuyao actually didn't have much hatred.
The woman in the red dress sat down on a wooden bench under the eaves, and said with a smile: "I don't know, grandpa likes to run around the house as soon as he comes home, and I don't know where it is. β
Li Fuyao smiled and nodded, and didn't say much.
After sitting under the eaves with the woman in the red dress for a while, she suddenly said in a panic that she had forgotten something, and she made an appointment to go to the rouge shop at noon today to get rouge.
Rouge is a new product, and it's gone if it's late.
Li Fuyao immediately got up and said that he would go back first.
The woman in the red dress found an oil-paper umbrella and stuffed it in Li Fuyao's hand, saying that it was snowing heavily outside, and after sending it to the door, she hurriedly ran outside, leaving Li Fuyao standing at the door.
Li Fuyao, who was holding an oil-paper umbrella, looked at the woman in the red dress in the distance, thought about it, and then pushed the door back in.
When he walked into the courtyard, under the eaves, there was already a white-haired old man watching him.
Li Fuyao closed the door casually and bolted it with a deadbolt.
He grabbed the oil-paper umbrella and said to the old man standing under the eaves, "Long time no see." β
The old man looked at the face here and was different from the beginning, but his eyes were still the same as the young man in green shirt with a sword box on his back, and the memory was suddenly evoked, he remembered the last time he saw him in Whitefish Town, he just looked at him like that, but compared to the current calm, at that time, there was indeed hatred in his eyes, the child who was not yet ten years old, no one believed that he would survive, even if he survived that winter, the reason why he was not solved in Luoyang City, except for the man who had promised the family not to kill him, and the reason was that he really didn't take Li Fuyao to heart, Li Fuyao, who lost his place in the school palace, can he make waves, and how big the waves can be, the family will not care, and the reason why he is not allowed to stay in Luoyang City is probably a little out of sight and out of mind.
It's just that no one thought he would survive, and that's true, even if it was the old man who left him a bag of silver.
No one would have thought that he would not only survive, but also come to Luoyang City.
The old man had never thought about it all these years before, until today when he heard his voice and saw his eyes.
All this is true.
It's like back then.
The consternation on the old man's face quickly disappeared, then became a little strange, and finally returned to calm, "I never thought that we would meet one day, at most in a dream, I thought that you would survive in that small place, and then start a family, I never thought that we could meet again, let alone in Luoyang City." β
Li Fuyao sighed: "I've been thinking about it, since I didn't die that winter, every day I think about what it is like to see you again, they all say that the child grows up day by day, and those memories will gradually disappear, but I don't know why, my memories are still very deep, such as the action of closing the door at the end, in fact, my hands are shaking, I remember it very clearly, and the two fish embroidered on the money bag, I also remember it very clearly." It's just that I never thought I'd have to cut off your head with a knife one day, really, not what I think now, even in those years, I never thought you deserved to die. β
The old man looked at him, "But you're still here." β
When he said this, the old man's tone was a little tired.
Li Fuyao was standing at the door, and he asked him, "Why can't I come back?" I've been in this city for many years, and it makes perfect sense to come back to take a look. When I was a child, when Mr. Private School lectured, he said that he wanted to repay his grievances with virtue, but that truth, Mr. only talked about it in the school, once when I was basking in the sun outside the school, I asked Mr., why should I repay my grievances with virtue, I thought that Mr. must have found a lot of truth to tell me why, but in fact, Mr. just said a few words, saying that there is a kind of revenge with virtue that you can't beat others, and you can only passively hide those things that are bullied in the bottom of your heart, and the other is to repay grievances with virtue, you really don't care, but most people, when they encounter this situation, they probably can't think about it, and they haven't reached that state, so there are many stories of revengeγ I asked my husband why he didn't talk about these things in the school, but he said that even if there are so many complaints about this world, he still has to tell the good side to others. β
Li Fuyao stopped when he said this, and then shook his head again, "But I have almost forgotten the truth of Mr. Ke." So I'm still willing to be the one who takes revenge. Besides, didn't I not enter the school palace, but just practiced swords?"
The old man's gaze fell on the sword box behind Li Fuyao, he was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Even if you have suffered so much, no one cares, and no one may feel guilty and pay the price. β
Li Fuyao stared at his eyes and said word by word: "What you need to do now is to tell me what I should know, instead of pretending to be an elder, to care about me, to persuade me not to do anything, although your granddaughter is indeed my playmate when I was a child." β
The old man's expression remained unchanged, he just looked at Li Fuyao's sword box, "I don't believe you can do it." β
Actually, the implication is very obvious, I don't believe you can make that person pay, so I'm not going to tell you anything.
Li Fuyao looked at the old man and suddenly became very angry.
The old man picked up a knife from the door, the scabbard was very old and dusty, and even more so on the hilt, and the old man blew it, and drew it out of its sheath.
The blade is clear.
It's still a good knife.
He looked at Li Fuyao with a knife, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
If you can't even pass the level of a bad old man like me, how dare you say anything about revenge.
"Even if you have adventures, practice swords, and become a good martial artist, you must always know that this is Luoyang City, and there are not only martial artists here, but also monks, monks who are enough to make you die ten thousand times. Besides, so many years have passed since that incident, even if you have to do something, it will not help, after all, it will not compensate you. β
Li Fuyao didn't untie the sword box behind him, just walked over like this, and after walking in front of him, he hit down with the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and the old man raised his knife across his chest to cut off the oil-paper umbrella with a knife, Li Fuyao didn't care, just hit it like this, and the oil-paper umbrella and the iron knife met.
The umbrella was not broken, but the knife was gone.
The old man's jaw was torn, and the knife flew into the courtyard.
Li Fuyao hit him with an umbrella on his shoulder, and then an umbrella hit his leg, and the old man didn't stand firmly, so he rolled down the steps and sat down in the snow.
Li Fuyao walked out from under the eaves, came to the courtyard, looked at the old man, pointed at his heart with an umbrella, squinted slightly, although there was no killing intent, but the sword aura in the small courtyard was fierce.
Sword intent is horizontal.
He looked at the old man, and was not interested in talking any more nonsense, but said calmly: "I will only give you a stick of incense to think about it, either tell me who that person is, or wait for you to die with your granddaughter." I know that the man may threaten you to keep this secret, and if you confide half a point, your family will die, but I also tell you, if you don't say it, your family will also die, anyway, there are only two people, it is not difficult. Don't think about the friendship between me and her, those friendships are not enough for me to give up, and you ask yourself, before I did this, those friendships really mattered?"
"I'm not a Confucian gentleman, I don't have a stomach of truth to talk about, I don't have any compassion, I'm just a swordsman with mud legs who is seen by them, what is a swordsman? It's the kind of person who can force them to be reasonable!"
Li Fuyao looked indifferent.
After saying this, Li Fuyao really went into the house and found a stick of incense and lit it under the eaves, and then he stood under the eaves and looked at the old man.
"By the way, I may not be able to wait for a stick of incense, and you haven't said it when she comes back, so I'll open the door and let her in, and you will die early. β
The old man said calmly, "I didn't expect you to become like this. β
Li Fuyao was silent.
He was just staring at the incense.
What becomes is the power of time, and it is not decided in a few words.
The wind and snow in the courtyard did not stop, and the young man standing under the eaves and the old man sitting paralyzed in the courtyard were all paintings.
Time is ticking.
Li Fuyao didn't show any impatience.
It's just that these silent scenes always need someone to break them.
Soon there was a knock at the door.
And the voice of a young woman.
Li Fuyao walked over to open the door.
The old man's face was complicated, and finally he stopped him when Li Fuyao walked to the door.
"Wait. β
Li Fuyao turned his head and looked at him.
The old man uttered a few words.
It seems that it has exhausted the strength of a lifetime.
Li Fuyao smiled.
ββ
In the small courtyard where the snow was heavy, the snow was thick on the stone table, and the blind scholar stood under the eaves, beside him was the owner of Luoyang City, Emperor Yanling.
Today, Emperor Yanling is dressed in cloth, if he doesn't recognize his face, he will definitely not regard him as the king of a country and the respect of the Ninth Five-Year Plan.
Wang Yanqing was holding a sunspot in his hand, and the blind scholar who couldn't see anything smiled and said, "Actually, whether Your Majesty, you or me, should have known that when he walked into Luoyang City, it would be impossible for him to do nothing, but I don't know what he does, but since Your Majesty knows what he is going to do, why don't you do anything?"
Emperor Yanling's eyes were deep, "According to Mr. Yanqing's thoughts, in order to win him over, I should know how to make trade-offs, so Mr. Yanqing will let Chunshui give me a little talk, talking about fish and bear's paws, but I thought about it all night and found one thing." β
Wang Yanqing replied with a smile, "Do you want both fish and bear's paws, so you don't want to choose?"
Emperor Yanling nodded, "The hearts of the people, and the loyalty of those officials, I dare not lose it, and I can't lose it, Li Fuyao, whether he can become a monk in my Luoyang City, is it so important, I can only say that I try my best to fight for it, but I must not destroy my foundation for him, and I also think of a very possible thing." β
Wang Yanqing's expression was flat, "Your Majesty, please speak." β
Emperor Yanling smiled, "We thought that things were just starting from interests, thinking about how we should deal with ourselves in order to get the greatest benefits, but in fact, we shouldn't be like this, try to stand in the perspective of that young man, and then Mr. Yanqing may find that the eyes are suddenly bright, this matter, let's not interfere, maybe it is the best way." β
Wang Yanqing frowned, "Then Your Majesty just gave up?"
Emperor Yanling shook his head, "Mr. Yanqing, I actually think that if I don't interfere, I may be able to make a difference, no matter what, I haven't appeared in front of him to tell me what I want, and this matter is not yellow." β
Wang Yanqing smiled but did not speak.
Emperor Yanling looked up at the snowstorm, "This story, let's just be a bystander, how to write, let that young man write alone, in the end, he is also from Luoyang, I don't help each other, in fact, there is no problem, it is reasonable to be reasonable." β
Wang Yanqing smiled and said, "Then when is Your Majesty going to see him?"
Emperor Yanling was a little distracted, and soon said as a matter of course: "Naturally, when the snow stops, the wind and snow are too big, and it is not suitable for making tea and meeting friends." β