Qiu Mingli closed his eyes and fell asleep, and after about two hours, he turned over slightly, touched the pain of the wound, and woke up.

After the boy came to serve him to drink soup and go to the toilet, he said;

"There was a general who had been waiting in the hall for a long time, and when he saw that the old man was asleep, he ordered the younger ones not to pass the word on ......."

"It's General Xue, please ......."

It was Xue Tao, the general of the Great Qian's Right Yulin Guard, who came. When he saw Qiu Mingli, he immediately clenched his fists, and said with a smile:

"Congratulations to Mr. Qiu...... If you don't die in a great disaster, you will have a blessing in the future!"

Qiu Mingli sighed: "Old Xue, don't mention it...... Qiu's life is half a ......"

Xue Tao said: "Originally, Xue didn't want to disturb Mr. to recuperate, but you are a good student, and you are in the Wei Wangfu today, but you will give the King of Wei ......."

Qiu Mingli interjected: "Did he embarrass King Wei?"

Xue Tao smiled and said: "It's not just embarrassing! Our King of Wei, do you know, except for the current saint and the crown prince, who is not obedient when he sees him? Who knows, today's future life, as soon as the opening scene is a nail......

Xue Tao then told Qiu Mingli exactly what Xu Wuxian said and did in the Wei Palace, and talked about the wonderful points (of course, when the King of Wei was so angry that his face turned blue and it was inconvenient to have a seizure on the spot), he inevitably added some oil and vinegar.

Qiu Mingli was able to hear it, until Xue Tao finished speaking, Wu spontaneously was stunned for a while, and finally sighed leisurely and said:

"It seems that this Xu Gongzi can no longer be my student......"

"What's the matter? The disciple who has just been accepted is about to be expelled from the sect as soon as he turns around?" Xue Tao said with a smile.

"From now on, he will be my teacher......" Tyumen said.

"What's the explanation?" Xue Tao asked with interest.

Qiu Mingli laughed softly: "When the old man was young, he was also conceited of what he had learned, cold-eyed and powerful, unintentional in the temple, and unrestrained in his behavior...... However, if the old man was faced with the solicitation of a prince of Qizhu, before the fame at his fingertips, he looked stunned and sternly refused, this calm and courageous face, the old man asked himself, 30 years ago, he was beyond reach, and 30 years later, he was even more dumbfounded...... Such a young man, how can he not be my teacher?!"

Xue Tao laughed and said:

"Master Qiu, don't be too modest! I see that the two of you are the threads that have penetrated the needle holes—each of you has met their eyes! In that edict, you have put your own life at risk, and you are determined to save an irrelevant offspring. Just ask the whole world, who can have the courage of your old master Qiu?!"

While listening, Qiu Mingli shook his head and sighed, and said:

"It's not significant, it's not enough...... It's just that in the future, I hope that General Xue will ......"

Xue Tao's expression was straight, and he said angrily:

"Mr. Qiu rest assured, he is not only a student of Mr. Qiu, but also a friend of my old Xue, no matter where he goes, my old Xue will definitely protect him!"

......

Xue Tao and Qiu Mingli chatted casually for a few more words, and looked at Mr. Qiu's eyes, and tiredness gradually appeared. Xue Tao knew that he was weak after being injured, so he got up and said goodbye. Before leaving, Xue Tao suddenly remembered something and immediately asked:

"Mr. Qiu, yesterday when you were in prison, you asked me to convey the words of King Wei, 'If you have this person to complement you, King Wei will win the world!' Is this really ......? Or is it just that you are in a hurry and make it up at will?"

Qiu Mingli knew that this last sentence was the truth that Xue Tao had come in a hurry today and had to find out.

However, even he himself could not determine the truth of this sentence......

The road of life has infinite possibilities, and it is a life with infinite possibilities that will make people feel infinitely interesting...... Isn't it?

"The reason for this, and I will say it in the future, the old man is sleepy......"

Qiu Mingli closed his eyes, Xue Tao wanted to ask again, thinking of Qiu Mingli's temperament, he had no choice but to arch his hand and turn away......

On the second day of October in the 70th year of the Great Qiankang Dynasty, in the middle of the year, Chang'an City Changle Fang Yunqi Inn.

Xu Wuxian got up before dawn, in fact, he almost didn't sleep all night.

That night, the two of them barely ate a grain of rice.

Just now, I was in the most famous Deyue Tower in Chang'an City, and I had a big meal of one hundred and eighty taels of silver. In a blink of an eye, there was not even a single money left on his body. As a result, on Lian Chang Street, you can buy Hu cakes everywhere, and you can only sigh for five cents a piece......

Xu Wu was sick and could still endure it, but he was bitter and Zhu was incompetent, humming for almost a night, crying out for pain and hunger.

However, Xu Wuxian thought about it all night, but still couldn't think of any countermeasures.

When the next morning was faint, he left the bed, washed a little, and said in his heart: "Today, no matter what, I have to find a way out......

He turned his heart on the sidelines and went to a place.

In Chang'an City, except for Tsing Yiwei and Wei Wangfu, he has only been to that place.

Deyue Building.

But the moment he wanted to step into the building, he flinched again.

Or, think of another way to look at it......

Xu Wuxian walked to the East Market of Chang'an, where there were all kinds of shops. He went door-to-door asking about it, trying to get himself a job to eat. Although he has repeatedly stated that he can do the hard and dirty work, those shopkeepers who saw Xu Wuxi's thin and weak appearance as a white-faced scholar all sighed and shook their heads, or rejected bluntly, or politely declined......

It was a lady who sold steamed buns, and when she saw that her face was hungry, she picked up two hot meat buns and stuffed them into his arms. The eldest lady saw that he was a scholar, and persuaded him to go to Xingdaofang to set up a stall, where people came and went, and businessmen were the majority, so he could do some ghostwriting letters and ghostwriting letters and other livelihoods.

Xu Wuxi came to Xingdaofang according to his words, and there were indeed many stalls such as ghostwriting letters. After begging a middle-aged scholar for a long time, he finally borrowed him a bald pen and a few pieces of worn-out rice paper, and went to the archway to find a discarded wooden board, took two stones on both sides, and squatted on the ground......

In the disdainful looks of the surrounding stall owners, Xu Wuxi finally put up a stall of "ghostwriting letters". This is the first time he has opened his door to do business, and it is in the capital.

It's a pity that Xu Wuxi's stall is too simple, and even Li Zheng, who is patrolling back and forth, doesn't bother to take care of him when he sees him looking poor and sour, but fortunately, he doesn't collect money from him.

The pedestrians around are in a hurry, and there are many merchants and traders who come to write for the central people, but most of them go to find familiar stall owners. Xu Wuxi only knew that he was squatting there indifferently, calling a few times in a low voice, and who could pay attention to the broken door board in the corner.

However, there were a few guests who walked together, and when they saw Xu Wuxian squatting on the ground with a bewildered look, they couldn't help but hide their faces and laugh...... This laughter also made a few old masters on the side who were holding pens and books, and constantly "caring for the people" in their mouths, feel inexplicable resentment:

"Young people don't work hard, go to the science field to make a name, but come here to attract bees and butterflies! Hey! Rotten wood can't be carved, and it's ......."

In this way, Xu Wuxi squatted from sunrise to sunset, and his legs squatted until he was numb...... No one patronized his business.

At the end, there was still a person walking in front of him, Xu Wuxi was overjoyed, and quickly got up, but saw that it was the middle-aged scholar who lent him a pen and paper......

All the stall owners have gone home, and he is naturally going to leave as well.

Xu Wuxian was left alone, looking at a dilapidated door panel, and was dazed......

A huge Chang'an, where can it be accommodated?