"Come in. ”

"Yes. ”

Ye Yuze and Yun Zheng pushed open the door of the conference hall, the room was empty, Xu Ruyi was sitting in the middle, holding a hot tea in his hand, but the old man who had been talking to him before was nowhere to be seen, as if he had never existed.

"Overseer. The two took a few steps forward, lifted their robes and bowed down.

"Get up ... Huh?" Xu Ruyi put down the teacup and was about to speak, but he saw the bamboo tube in Ye Yuze's hand, the black shadow flashed, and the red bamboo tube had changed hands, Ye Yuze was stunned for a few moments before he reacted, and his hand was empty.

"Where did it come from?"

"Over there in Hong County... ”

"Got it. Xu Ruyi opened his mouth to interrupt Ye Yuze's answer, snapped his index finger, flicked the bamboo tube cover, took out a letter from it, unfolded it, and read it carefully.

There was silence in the hall for a moment, except for the breath of the three of them and the sound of rain outside the window.

The doors and windows were all closed, and the silver snowflakes in the braziers at the four corners burned quietly, dark red looming, and the silver chips were quietly peeling off. The room was very warm, but Ye Yuze felt a chill from the bottom of his heart, his hair stood on end, his scalp exploded, and he subconsciously lowered his breathing sound, lowered his head, but couldn't stop trembling slightly.

What is he afraid of?

He has done countless bad things, but there is no wrong thing, as long as it is consistent with the rules of Dongchang, he has a clear conscience, as for the difference between good and evil, it is just an affix that others hold in their hearts, it is not worth mentioning, and he doesn't need to care.

"What am I afraid of?" Ye Yuze was shocked by his fear, and mustered up the courage to glance at Yun Zheng beside him, seeing that he was also pale and frightened, he suddenly understood that in this hall, there was a killing intent brewing, like a hungry tiger in the mountains opened its eyes, and birds and beasts were frightened.

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The thunder pierced through the layers of rain curtains, piercing the cumulus clouds in the sky, and a ray of light flashed away, and the sky should have been bright.

The former Marquis of Dingyuan, Wang Bi's Hou Mansion, is now the first village in the world, the owner Wang Yongzhen is still following the Confucian way of self-denial, getting up early, washing up under the service of the personal scholar Qingcheng, and going to the study to read.

He began his day with a book called the Analects.

The reading materials used by children for enlightenment, he has long memorized them backwards. Therefore, what he reads is not the words in the book, the wisdom of the sages, but the book itself.

It was the second gift his master had given him, the first being the long sword at his waist, which had been left behind on that shameful night, and whose hand it was now holding.

This book is also his reading material for Ouyang Kaimeng, but now the face of the person is gone, and the pages are empty and lonely.

"Knock, knock. ”

A soft knock on the door woke the dreamer. Raising his head from the memory, at the door of the study, Qingcheng looked at him with a timid face.

Wang Yongzhen frowned, he believed that Qingcheng knew that he didn't want to be disturbed when he was studying, but he still dared to knock on the door, something should have happened or, someone was coming.

Qingcheng looked at Wang Yongzhen timidly, and he was also very scared: "Lord, master." ”

Say. ”

"Yes, there's an old man who wants to see you. ”

Wang Yongzhen didn't speak, just looked at Qingcheng directly, and the meaning in his eyes was very simple: Do you still need me to teach you how to do it?

"Master, he, he. But the eleven or twelve-year-old child, seeing such a sharp look, was afraid for a while with a cry: "That old man, Qingcheng found him in your room, he himself somehow slipped in, Qingcheng, he, I, he wants to see you." ”

Qingcheng's words were a little upside down, but Wang Yongzhen still understood, and then there was a deeper doubt: "Why don't you call someone to arrest you?"

"He said, he said that he was the head of Qingcheng, Danyangzi. ”

As Wang Yongzhen's personal scholar, his name was taken by Wang Yongzhen as Qingcheng, and he knew very well the meaning of the Taoist name Danyangzi. Sure enough, hearing the three words Danyangzi, the book in Wang Yongzhen's hand that cherished the abnormality fell to the ground, making a muffled sound of "flutter". Qingcheng was stunned, Wang Yongzhen had disappeared, and there was a wind passing by him, blowing from the inside of the house to the outside.

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There is a mistake in Qingcheng because of nervousness, Danyangzi is not in Wang Yongzhen's bedroom, but under the eaves outside the bedroom, with his hands behind his back, raising his head, looking at the skylight, and listening to the rain and cry.

"Master!"

"You're here. ”

After a long absence, Wang Yongzhen was soaked in rain but didn't care, and he couldn't help himself excitedly. Danyangzi looked much more plain, and her clothes were also wet by the rain.

"Master! Unfilial disciple Wang Yongzhen... Wang Yongzhen shouted again, and when he came closer, he was about to take off his robe and bow down, but Danyangzi raised his hand to hold him: "It's cold in the rain, and the cold is heavy, let's go in and talk about it." ”

A master and apprentice, as in the past. The rain on Wang Yongzhen's face was left on his cheeks, much more than just now.

Opened the door and respectfully supported Danyangzi at the round table, Wang Yongzhen turned around and came to the closet to find two dry clothes to put on for the master, but was stopped by Danyangzi: "No need Yongzhen, the brazier in the house is burning very strong, warm, and the clothes will dry in a while." Come and sit down and let Master take a good look at it. ”

"Master. ”

"Sit down, between you and me, once we have passed through the years, we don't have to have so many vulgar rituals. Danyangzi looked at Wang Yongzhen with a smile and nodded: "It seems to be a little fatter and a little taller." ”

Wang Yongzhen did it beside Danyangzi, put his hands on his knees, lowered his head, cautiously, and smirked.

"Master, you, why are you here?"

"I missed you, so I'll take a look. Danyangzi raised his hand to Wang Yongzhen's shoulder, but in the end he just patted his hand: "Yongzhen, Master is here, I want to talk to you about something." If you don't say anything, I'm afraid you won't have a chance. ”

"Master. When Wang Yongzhen heard this, he was shocked, and he raised his head sharply to ask, but saw Danyangzi waving his hand, and then said: "The Qingcheng faction has developed well over the years, openly and secretly, and the surrounding mansions, especially the King of Shu, have taken care of our Qingcheng faction. In Shuzhong, the reputation of our Qingcheng faction is no weaker than that of the Tang Sect in the so-called Three Sects and Seven Sects.

Others say that it is your master and I have a good leadership, and then rejuvenate Qingcheng, but in fact, the master knows that most of it is your credit here. ”

"No, no. Wang Yongzhen shook his head again and again: "Actually, in fact, the disciple has not done anything. ”

"You don't need to do anything, you're here, and others will know what to do. Danyangzi shook his head, and suddenly sighed: "The so-called rise and fall, think about it, it is really a thought of the big people." ”

"Master. Wang Yongzhen spoke softly, wanting to say comfort, but he didn't know what to say for a while, he couldn't understand the energy brought by the words and deeds of the superior who had lived in Beijing for a long time.