Qin Yun's face gradually turned gloomy and he didn't say a word. looked at the obscene old man opposite for a long time, and his eyes fell on the hole flute in his hand. After half a sound, he said coldly: "You colluded with the gangsters, pretended to be Le Ling and infiltrated the Hou Mansion, with bad intentions! This is a capital crime, and the master is kind! I will not be soft if you make mistakes repeatedly!"

The obscene old man in an inferior brocade robe had no idea of justifying, he threw the hole flute into the air, and then reached out to grab it, and with a slight force of both hands, the hole flute was pulled in half by him. It turns out that this hole flute cannot be played, but two bamboo tubes that fit together, and a long thing is hidden in the middle.

This man is old and not serious, the corners of his mouth are crooked and up, his nose twitches from time to time, and his eyes are dripping and rolling, like a green-skinned scoundrel who sees needles and needles in the market and rubs the oil and water of women and girls. However, the facial features are good, and when he was young, he could easily get a comment of "bohemian and uninhibited, free prodigal". At this moment, the little old man held a long thing of more than a foot in his hand, changed the image of a rat thief, straightened his chest and pulled his back, his eyes changed to a dull color, and released a compelling light.

The long strip between the hands is an emerald green brush, the barrel of the pen is jade, and the tip of the pen is also green, slightly darker. The pen is not stained, and the emerald green is as new.

Qin Yun gradually saw the pen tube, and his face became more and more ugly, this thing is a sacred relic of Tianyuan Academy, and it has always been personally controlled and preserved by the master of the academy. As soon as he thought of this, his heart was sad, his expression was sad, and his tone couldn't help but be dull and low, and he asked, "Master... Immortals have passed away and ascended to heaven?"

Qin Yun gradually went out of the same school as Yang Ziyu, and when he was young, he joined hands in Tianyuan Academy to study, and devoted himself to the Song Mengni ring ruler, who was later promoted to the head of the academy. Tianyuan Academy is not only one of the top ten formal schools in the Northern Shenzhou, but also has produced many famous ministers who have made great achievements and Qingliu writers who have written famous works through the ages;

In addition, Tianyuan Academy advocates "raising Haoran Qi, upholding the heart of the world, and holding the virtue of a gentleman, so that you can do the things of heaven and do the right thing", which is the main purpose of raising Haoran Qi, and there is a set of internal and external cultivation methods, which are divided into three parts: Heart Sutra, Drama and Breathing.

The Heart Sutra is written by the most holy ancestors of Confucianism and Taoism, and the whole text teaches people to be virtuous, leads people to goodness, guides people to specialize, opens the world of thinking, enlightens the spirit, and sets ideals.

It is the essence of "Haoran" and the divine meaning of "righteousness"!

Although the two are long, they are not as direct to the true meaning as the Heart Sutra.

Exercise is the movement of the limbs and five bodies, and diligent practice can be lightweight, and the hands and feet are light. Breathing is the method of breathing, which is the same as the practice of the secret people in the Jianghu sect, which is the method of practicing qi and strengthening, and the practice can enrich the meridians and bones, and dispel diseases and prolong life.

As soon as Yang Ziyu entered Tianyuan Academy, he was attracted by this set of exercises, and studied hard, so that he delayed his homework and learning, and was repeatedly punished by his husband. Later, it showed the characteristics of being eager for utilitarianism and ignoring learning, which is a taboo for readers.

Qin Yun gradually is more in line with Mr. Song Mengni's sustenance for "scholars", learning and specialization, virtue and excellence, talent and learning day by day, like a bamboo joint, and finally got the blessing and consent of Mr., out of the academy to pursue a grand plan.

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Hearing the word immortal death, Yang Ziyu laughed heartlessly and sarcastically: "The old man regards you as an heir, the only recognized disciple, are you looking forward to his old man's death?"

Qin Yun was gradually stunned, and then his anger surged up, and he scolded: "That is you stealing the treasure of the master's respect! and coercing personal grievances, colluding with thieves, to be unfavorable to the Hou Mansion!" Qin Yun gradually snorted a rough snort, and continued: "The master is obviously more doted and pampered by you, and for me, it is just the sustenance of the ideal ambition in the second half of the life!"

The slender green pen tube in his hand was thrown out in front of him, and he began to speak before Qin Yun gradually held it with both hands: "I always like to read a thick stack of pages into one or two sentences, to get the essence from the dross. But you have worked out one or two sentences in the book into thousands of words, and you have written a vast and long story. The old man said that you have a mellow temperament, follow him, and your talent is more prosperous, and you can become a scholar in the future, and you are even expected to be comparable to the Confucian and Taoist saints of the past dynasties. On the contrary, I am fame, greedy for utilitarianism, and I am only for immediate benefits, and I can't see the avenue. Staying with me is just for fear that I will lose his old face when I step out of the academy. What we got was not what we wanted first, and what we envied, but what we couldn't get from each other. This is really a good hand from God......"

Holding the emerald green pen tube, Qin Yun gradually became stunned, this time he did not get angry, on the contrary, he was very surprised to hear Yang Ziyu, who was both a classmate and a rival, say these heartfelt words. Gripping the green and vibrant pen barrel, as if taking over a piece of red-hot charcoal, I don't know what to do for a while. Unconsciously his tone softened a lot, and he asked, "What is this......

The corners of Yang Ziyu's crooked mouth twitched, and the wrinkles on the small old face gathered together, like the mud of the rice field that had been exposed to the poisonous sun for several days after harvesting rice. The terrible thing is that he still doesn't realize it, thinking that the graceful and suave wind of the year is still there, but he doesn't know that no matter how handsome his face is, he can't withstand the destruction and oppression of the years.

"The old man cried and howled and begged me to entrust this 'business' pen to you, saying that all the hermits of the Heavenly Abyss Academy scattered all over the world could be dispatched by you. When the great cause is completed, if you have the heart of nostalgia, you will go back to the academy and teach the students to understand what it means to be a "scholar", even if it is worthy of the word "sheng" in the business pen. Yang Ziyu plucked his ears and pulled his hair, and continued to say: "The old man also said that he would go down the mountain to help, or he could help you return to the academy one or two decades earlier." As for the back road, it depends on you, and... They go on their own!"

Yang Ziyu dusted off the unwarranted dust on his body, looked proud and disdainful, and said: "This is the old man's original words! As for myself, I don't have time to catch up with your piece of wood, it is rare to go down the mountain and get out of the academy, away from the sour and rotten gas, Lao Tzu's ability, if you don't do some satisfactory things to rob the rich and help the poor, hoe the strong and help the weak, and kidnap the good family, where can I be worthy of the hardships of these years!"

Qin Yun's face gradually sank, and he was about to make a move.

Yang Ziyu smiled and ran away.

"Senior brother, take care of ......" lingered and disappeared without a trace.

After many years, it may be difficult to see each other......

The people of the two departments of Wolf Qi and Fox Jin, except for the dark pile, rarely set foot in the Hou Mansion. Now that the Hou Mansion has discovered the assassin from within, rather than the enemy from outside, the dark pile will naturally take the lead in notifying the dark department, but the pile will perform its own duties, regardless of personal feelings, and will not easily reveal their identities. When the dark department dispatches capable people to help, there is a small time difference in the middle.

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In the place where the kitchen of the craftsman is separated from the wing room, there is a simple courtyard, and the courtyard gate crosses a passage along the root of the wall, and the two ends are connected to the outside, and the two doors inlaid with copper auspicious clouds in the front are never opened. Several of the houses in the courtyard are built short and narrow, and the courtyard in the middle is particularly wide.

Six or seven yellow bamboo shelves were erected under the patio, and the shelves were full of bamboo screens, and the young maids were still moving them out of the houses one after another. The bamboo sieve is covered with petal flowers, some of which are bright in color, and some of which are semi-dried and shriveled. The maids have a detailed division of labor, including picking flower stalks and withered flowers, turning petals and flowers, carrying bamboo sieves, threading strings for air drying, and going out to collect flowers......

Several big girls act as supervisors, called guides, but they are actually instigators, and only the little girls really do the work, and Wu Baidan, the princess of the dead country of Bai Yu, is also among them. The red-cheeked child is long and tall, and is assigned to be responsible for turning the petals in the bamboo sieve in various places. The thin vitex flowers in the bamboo sieve in front of me have removed the spikes, the sun value is semi-dry, the color has changed from bright red to dark purple, and the fragrance is locked in the flower, and the smell is not fragrant. These flowers have to be dried in the sun, and if it rains for a few days and the petals become moldy, all the previous hard work will be in vain. Although the overseers and maids are reluctant to do their work, their responsibilities are several times more nervous than the busy little maids, and they keep urging them to step up.

Red-cheeks occasionally looked at the main entrance aisle, where there were many clusters of flowers hanging under the eaves that did not see sunlight and were only dried in the air, among which the orange-red cinnamon was the one she picked up, and the flavor was the most gluttonous.

A person happened to walk by in the aisle under the eaves, and he looked so hurried that even the rich fragrance of flowers wafting above his head could not slow him down. One of the overseers' eldest maids stood beside Red-Cheek at some point, her eyebrows lowered, and there was no sign of weather on her body. The man passing by here was not dragged by the small gesture here, and after a dozen breaths, he walked through the passage and disappeared at the exit at the other end.

The big maid pretended to pat the horn on the head of the red cheeks, and scolded: "Concentrate on work! If you miss the time when the flowers are fragrant and colorful, the quality will be slightly worse, and you will not be able to eat enough rattan!

The girls replied conscientiously: "I know ......"

After leaving the Jian Courtyard that served as a drying ground, he continued to the rear of the Hou Mansion. After passing through the workshops, the workers saw that he was dressed in red, green, and green clothes, with a tambourine pinned to his waist, and guessed that he was a lost or wandering man, and he did not come to ask for directions, and the workers were also arrogant in their hearts, and they ignored him for their own work. The core area behind this Hou Mansion is no better than that of the master's daughter, where there are porters and grooms who transport wood and vegetables, hired foreign craftsmen and resident craftsmen of the Hou Mansion, and large and small chefs, cooks and helpers. The crowd is mixed, so there are not too many cumbersome rules and regulations.

The musician with the tambourine on his waist had a kind face, but his eyes were full of cunning and treachery, and he had infiltrated the back camp of the Hou Mansion without authorization, and he had bad intentions, and he must belong to the same group of assassins who attacked Madame and Miss. He kept his head down and hurried, occasionally unable to restrain himself, and pressed his hand on the girdle under his abdomen, where the most inconspicuous slight bulge seemed to hide something. Whenever this happens, he would have a resolute look, as if the object, which was countless smaller than his purse, could give him the power to peace of mind.

Chu Xiaoting and Feng Dongyan failed to eat the poisoned tea as they wished, so they naturally left a back hand, which was the back hand.

The kitchen is just in front of it, and there are a lot of mothers-in-law and maids, who carry water and vegetables, in and out. Everyone is busy, and there is no time to take care of anything other than their own business, and it is not difficult to find an excuse to enter the kitchen and complete the task of poisoning in a moment.

However, this person turned around, gave up the kitchen, and went to the further back of the Hou Mansion. In fact, the kitchen here is only for the food of the craftsman and the subordinate, and the place where the master's meal is operated is another place of simplicity, and the degree of guard is so strict that the two kitchens are almost incomparable.

Finally, at a raised mound, I saw the goal of the trip. It is a hexagonal ancient well, carved on the front and back sides of the fairy deer, auspicious clouds and other auspicious metaphors, located in a thin and promoted purple bamboo forest. At this moment, the well is surrounded by a few sparse maids who draw water, this well is high, and the purple bamboo shelters, the well water is exceptionally clear and sweet, and there is a bamboo elegant fragrance, now it has been used exclusively for cooking tea, balming ointment.

Since the well does not supply water very often, many of the fine-leaved miscanthus plants that emerge from the surrounding area are rarely trampled on, and they are growing well.

The maids were divided into twos, each carrying a wooden barrel, which was not light, and the well water was even heavier, and the thin shoulders were almost at risk of being crushed. The maids were happy in their suffering, although they trembled slightly when they walked, and they talked and laughed along the way, which relieved a lot of fatigue. It's just that the well water is indispensable to splash and splash, wet the skirt corners, and stain the lotus shoes.

The tambourine on his waist waited patiently for the maids to go away, and then cautiously appeared and took out the things hidden by the belt.

A paper packet, a well......