At The Beginning, Caishikou Beheaded, I Chose To Be Reborn

Chapter Twenty-Four: The White Fox Offers A Book

"Mr. Ye, Xiaobai is lost, what should I do now!"

In the early morning, Zhuang Yan stood in front of Ye Yuan's house with tears in his eyes.

"Xiaobai lost?"

Ye Yuan's voice came from the bedroom, and after a while, he opened the door.

"The wild fox has just been domesticated, but after all, it is wild and difficult to tame, and it is normal to lose it."

Ye Yuan is not surprised by this result.

Zhuang Yan likes the little white fox very much, and he doesn't want to tie it up with a rope, and he doesn't want to put it in a cage.

"How could this be, I'm so nice to Xiaobai..."

Zhuang Yan wiped away tears, looking very sad.

Seeing this, Ye Yuan smiled.

This is very similar to when he was a child, he once raised a wounded bird, and then the bird flew away as soon as the window was opened, without any intention of nostalgia.

Many emotions are just human beings' self-indulgence. Adults will understand this. Children are sad for a while, but it will pass.

Ye Yuan patted Zhuang Yan on the shoulder and asked.

"Where's your father?"

"At home."

"Didn't go to class today?"

"Well, I didn't sleep when I came back last night, and I just sat in the study."

Ye Yuan was surprised.

"I'm going to see your father."

This is a strange thing, Zhuang Mochen is a workaholic, he can't wait to spend all day in school, even if he is resting, he should focus on Zhuang Yan's schoolwork.

What happened to sitting withered all night?

When they arrived at the dealer's house, they saw Zhuang Mochen sitting blankly. When they saw Ye Yuan, they came back to their senses and forced a smile.

"Mr. Ye is here."

Seeing his dry mouth, Ye Yuan poured him a glass of water.

"Thanks to Mr. Zhuang for taking care of me these days, but no matter how good your friendship is, you can't always live and eat for free. Here is the money for my house and food. Please accept it, sir."

Ye Yuan took some pieces of silver and put them on the table.

This was a concern of his, and today it was settled.

"What are you talking about? You and I are good friends. How can I accept your meal money? My Yan'er has also been taken care of by you these days. According to what you said, I have to give you money too?"

Zhuang Mochen shook his head.

"I'll accept the rent. If I don't accept it, Mr. Ye will definitely not give up. As for the meal payment, just let it go. What kind of words do you spread?"

Ye Yuan was not surprised by this result, so he took back the extra money without saying anything.

"Mr. Zhuang sat all night, what's the matter?"

Zhuang Mochen sighed, and took out a piece of paper full of words.

"Let's take a look, Mr. Ye."

Ye Yuan picked it up and took a look.

"It turned out to be the palace newspaper of the imperial court."

The so-called Mansion Newspaper refers to a newspaper that regularly produces official documents such as the emperor's edicts, imperial edicts, ministers' memorials, and important court events, and is delivered to officials all over the world by messengers, so that people all over the world can grasp the latest court information.

After all, Zhuang Mochen used to be a member of the fourth rank, so it's normal to get the mansion report.

It's just that they have resigned and are still paying attention to the court information, which makes Ye Yuan can't help guessing. It seems that Mr. Zhuang is still unwilling to resign. And blood...

A thought flashed in Ye Yuan's mind, and his gaze swept across the newspaper.

Just a glance, revealing a strange color.

"The emperor actually issued an edict to sin against himself?"

"More than that! The emperor also rehabilitated those Daoists who were unjustly killed, paid for their families, buried their bodies, and ordered that no one will be arrested again, and all Daoists arrested in various places will be given travel expenses and released..."

Zhuang Mochen said.

"These things the Son of Heaven has done can be regarded as making up for his mistakes. Why does Mr. Zhuang seem to be dissatisfied?"

Ye Yuan asked.

"Well, to be honest, sir, at first I read these news and thought that the emperor had repented and wanted to become a wise man again, but I only found out the inside story after having a secret conversation with the county magistrate...it turned out that not long ago, the emperor killed Daoist by mistake. , angered an immortal, and cut off his immortal relationship, the emperor tried his best to make up for his mistakes in order to renew his immortal relationship with the immortal!"

Zhuang Mochen's eyes showed pain.

"Longevity and long-term vision, is it really that important? Are the people in the world worthless for that illusory fairy fate?"

Ye Yuan could understand where the source of Zhuang Mochen's pain came from.

Regardless of whether Emperor Qian does good or bad deeds today, his starting point is always to seek immortality for himself.

This is not what a man should look like.

He couldn't see the hope of Qian country's future, which was extremely painful.

Just because he was sad at the moment, he didn't notice Ye Yuan's increasingly strange expression.

"Why does this so-called fairy sound like me?"

Ye Yuan felt a little guilty, he just dug a hole before he left, did Emperor Qian just jump into the hole?

"May I ask Mr. Zhuang, how long ago was this news?"

"It may have been more than ten days. After all, Xiaoning County is remote, and the residence newspapers come and go slowly."

Ye Yuan became more and more sure of his own guess, and the timing was completely right.

If the Emperor Qian knew that there were no immortals at all, but he was deceived by me, then he would break the sky...

Ye Yuan murmured in his heart, but there was nothing to be afraid of.

It was too difficult to find someone in the feudal era.

He looked at Zhuang Mochen and comforted him softly.

"Although the emperor is not like a gentleman, the things he has done recently are still good things. You should be more relieved, sir."

Zhuang Mochen nodded and closed his eyes.

Ye Yuan sighed, but had no choice but to go back, and drove Zhuang Yan back.

Your father is in a bad mood, how can the son not be by his side?

But speaking of words, Zhuang Yan is not in a good mood either.

It is difficult for this pair of father and son to say anything together.

Ye Yuan smiled faintly and looked at the old locust tree.

Feeling Ye Yuan's gaze, the old locust tree trembled its branches and leaves with joy.

Ye Yuan felt a little envious.

"Although the old tree can't speak, at least he has stepped into the threshold of practice, but what should I do? I practice with all my heart, but the way of practice seems to be wishful thinking."

He took out the ancient jade bestowed by the City God from his sleeve, it was a treasure no matter how you looked at it, but he couldn't figure out the secret inside it at all.

What a worry.

In this world, if you don't enter the practice, it is tantamount to a trip in vain.

It's just that this practice method, where should I find it?

Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard a childish voice.

"Sir, sir..."

Ye Yuan looked around.

"Are you calling me?"

The voice sounded again.

"It's me, Mr. Ye, I greet Mr. Ye..."

Ye Yuan's expression froze, this voice actually came from his own room?

What's the situation, just after I went out for a while, a thief sneaked in?

He glanced at the old tree, feeling somewhat confident in his heart, with this guy around, he was not without a helper.