Even in the middle of the night, the two soldiers in front of the plaque at the door still had heavy guards, and the two soldiers in front of the plaque at the door had solemn faces, holding spears in their hands, and were ready for battle.

The corridor in the Yafu is nine curves, the northeast corner is equipped with a careful building, a small bamboo forest in the north, the lobby in the south, the master bedroom and study in the west, and the guest room and the maid's room on the right.

Suzhou is located to the west of Chongyang, and the imperial court has also intended to develop to the west in recent decades.

Under the leadership of Brother Lu Zheng, the son of the assassin Shi, the three of them walked from the foyer to the study as if they were in a no-man's land.

When Lu Zheng really stood in front of the door of the study, he realized that things were not so simple, and he didn't have the courage to push the door directly.

Uncle Chen was injured by others, and he took them to the study around the vigil generals.

How big the consequences will be, he will not be unaware.

And Ding Qiu, who was standing behind Lu Zheng, didn't care about that, and kicked the door open directly, because that Suzhou assassin Lu Yuchun probably knew better than his son.

In front of a sandalwood table in the room, an old man with a snowy hair was sitting precariously, his eyes black and shining, and he was full of energy.

He didn't know that there were already three people standing at the door, just waiting for the other party to open the door first.

Ding Qiu took two steps forward, looked at the old man who got up slowly, and sighed, "After all, it is not a white-haired star who does not spare people." ”

The old man with his sleeves and a breeze bowed, speaking very slowly, his voice was loud, and his official spirit was very strong, "Lu Yuchun has seen senior brother!"

Not only was Lu Zheng a little stunned, but even Jiang Huai was a little puzzled.

Ding Qiu was noncommittal, but pointed at Lu Zheng and quipped: "Your son? ”

If he is a good official if he does not accept bribes, Lu Yuchun should be regarded as a good official.

One hundred and eighty taels a year, never more.

But the only thing that worries him is such an unsuccessful son, although he is out of sight and out of mind, but after all, he is still connected by blood.

He stepped forward with his hands in his hands, and when he raised his hand, he slapped Lu Zheng in the face.

The latter staggered two steps, covered his cheeks in grief, and wondered: "Dad..."

Lu Yuchun pressed forward step by step, slapping one slap after another, directly beating Lu Zheng into a pig's head, but he didn't mean to stop at all.

Ding Qiu waved his hand, "It's almost okay, it's boring to encore it again." ”

Lu Yuchun really didn't fight anymore, and asked with a smile: "Senior brother can relieve his anger?"

Ding Qiu pointed at the young man, "Find someone to take him to rest." ”

Lu Zheng hurriedly got up, walked in front of Jiang Huai and stretched out a hand slightly, "Little brother, come with me." ”

Jiang Huai glanced at Ding Qiu, the latter nodded, and the young man did not hesitate, after Lu Zheng took him to a guest room, he asked for some paper and pen, and wrote a book quietly.

Ding Qiu gently hooked the door with his toes after the two left, lay down on a chair wantonly, reached out and took out a jar of loose wine from the personal void bag, raised his head and took a big sip, and sneered: "Lu Yuchun, I saved you a lot of face just now, you are an ordinary registered disciple, you are a senior brother, senior brother shouted, you are not ashamed at such an age." ”

After Lu Yuchun sat down at the table, he also waved his hand and took out a pot of wine, but there was one more jade cup, he poured himself a drink, and said slowly: "I, Lu Yuchun, am not qualified to become Mr.'s introductory disciple, there is nothing to say about this, it is because my ability is not big enough, and my qualifications are not good enough, but when it comes to age, how can I remember that you are more than thirty years older than me, senior brother." ”

Ding Qiu pursed his lips and glanced at Lu Yuchun's white hair, which was rare and did not look for thorns, but he also had some feelings.

It turned out that before I knew it, I was more than 100 years old.

He thought he was still the boy who yelled to practice swords every day, so he couldn't help scratching his head, "I forgot, I forgot." ”

Lu Yuchun poured another full cup, picked up the jade cup but only took a small sip, and said with a smile: "After all, people like Senior Brother live freely, fighting the sword world, and they can draw their swords when the road is uneven, but we can't, as long as we step into the court, what about our ability, there are no people who are superficial, cunning and experienced people live comfortably." ”

He pointed to his hair, "You see, in the end, they will live like me." ”

The candles in the room were flickering, and the two of them drank a few big sips of wine in a row, and Lu Yuchun asked softly, "Sir, he?"

Ding Qiu nodded, his face was full of melancholy, he quickly blinked his eyes, and said with a smile: "Mr. is a saint, and he wants to win justice for the world, but in the end, he is only halfway there, as for the one surnamed Kong, Mr. told me before that he had taken the wrong path." ”

The white-haired Lu Yuchun did not answer, but got up and pushed open the door of the house, faced the bright moon, bowed respectfully three times, and bent down to the end again and again.

A stabbing history from Sanpin and Yizhou sat on the threshold without taboo, and was stunned.

After a while, he turned his head and said, "I saw Senior Brother Kong once ten years ago, but that was also the last time, as long as you set foot within ten miles of the town in the future, you will definitely be kicked back." ”

Ding Qiu said in a deep voice: "It's best to change the wording, and call Sage Kong in the future." ”

Lu Yuchun's face was full of surprise, "Senior brother, he..."

Ding Qiu took a sip of wine, and said with a light smile: "I used to think that Mr. said that the surname Kong might be wrong, but in fact, I didn't believe it back then, because his qualifications were better than ours, and the journey was smooth, and he realized a pressing word early." Later, despite Mr.'s opposition, he thought that he had caught a trace of opportunity, and he was far away from Tai'an and pursued a "broken" word, what the result was, it wasn't like that, if he didn't choose to go to Tai'an to take over Mr.'s burden, even if he couldn't beat him, I would have swords against him. ”

"Not one sword, but many!"

Ding Qiu suddenly picked up the wine jar and took a big sip, as if he had a feeling, "Lu Yuchun, you can be regarded as one of the few registered disciples of Mr. who can carry it, it doesn't hurt to tell you a heart-wrenching sentence, do you know what the most ridiculous sentence I feel in my life?"

"It's those who are facing death but still stiffen their necks and chatter, saying that "they will be a good man again after eighteen years", which is ridiculous, what can they do if they win once, and even their lives are gone, and what kind of big-tailed wolf are they pretending to be? If, I mean, if you encounter this situation one day in the future, even if it is a piece of advice from my senior brother, I hope you can take a step back, even if you want to die, you must find a place where people to die, at least you can be buried. ”

Lu Yuchun listened very quietly, and waited for Ding Qiu to finish speaking, then he slowly got up, walked in front of the man, and stretched his neck, "Senior brother, you slap me again, I forgot what it feels like." ”

The man with the sword on his back got up and waved his hand with the wine jug, "Forget it, it's all over." ”

Some frustrated men with swords on their backs, carrying wine jugs, looked into the distance.

The next moment, he rushed up, turning into a long rainbow and burrowing directly into the sea of clouds.

The man put one hand under his head and the other under the clouds, and his feet kept twitching and wandering in the sea of clouds like gliding.

He understands better than anyone else that backbone can cause resistance, but sending him to death is two different things.

In this way, the man with the sword on his back took the sea of clouds as his bed, took the starry sky as his quilt, drank wine and counted the stars, and stayed in the sea of clouds for one night.

On the second day, when the sky was slightly bright, the man opened his eyes, faced the morning sun, and stretched his waist. Then he stepped through the clouds and landed in the Thorn Mansion.

To the man's surprise, Lu Yuchun and Jiang Huai, who were dressed in white, sat in the courtyard and chatted so early, and they were quite happy.

Seeing Ding Qiu, the young man got up with a smile on his face and said hello, "When are we leaving?" ”

Ding Qiu pursed his lips, "The sun is coming out of the west today, don't worry, you can save a lot of silver by leaving after eating." ”

After speaking, Ding Qiu pulled Lu Yuchun aside and pushed his elbow against his chest, "You didn't give me any moths, did you?"

Lu Yuchun showed a smile, "No, I just chatted casually with the little guy about his hometown, and gave him some things by the way, such as dozens of white rice papers, a dozen cyan rice papers, and a few purple rice papers." ”

Ding Qiu grinned, "A big family is different, and a big shot is generous." ”

Lu Yuchun said in a low voice: "Just teach what you should teach, don't go to Tai'an City Academy to make our veins too picky and searching, it's too embarrassing." ”

After eating, the two of them didn't stay, but Ding Qiu had always been a little strange, and he was very puzzled by the young man's behavior in the morning, how could it be so hot when he was serving tea and delivering water.

Lu Yuchun stood at the door and waved at the two, and secretly gave the young man a look.

The two left Jiangdu County in this way and continued eastward.

But after walking for a while, the young man took out a kettle and asked softly, "Ding Qiu, do you drink water?"

Ding Qiu finally couldn't hold it back, and said sullenly: "What did that guy say to you?!"

The boy quickly retrieved the kettle, shook his head like a rattle, and glanced at a strange look that I could understand.

Ding Qiu suddenly grabbed the young man's collar, "Don't you say it, don't you say it, get back for me." ”

The boy asked tentatively, "Do you really want to listen?"

When he saw the man bending his fingers high, the young man hurriedly shouted: "He said that you liked to pee your pants the most when you were a child, as long as you keep letting you drink water." ”

The man with the sword on his back who stretched out his two fingers was stunned like a clay sculpture, looking at the young man's slightly immature face, Ding Qiu rolled up his sleeves and was about to turn his head to clean up the guy.

But there's no such thing as you to frame people, it's too bad.

But the man had only just taken two steps, sighed and turned back to continue walking.

"Forget it, if you are a senior brother, I will forgive you once, who made me old. ”