The Governor is Sick

Dai Shengyan didn't really leave his closed apprentice. He just dropped the old friend he had just met as soon as he received a letter from his servant, and hurried back, eagerly breaking his beard along the way.

"You child." Dai Shengyan looked at Xie Jinglan with a look of timidity, said quietly, "My old man thought you were a 'Junjie' who knows the current affairs and will never go against your dad. Nothing, after all, only twelve Years of age cannot escape the youthful mind. "

Xie Jinglan said faintly, "It's intolerable."

Dai Shengyan sighed and groaned for a while, and said, "Jing Lan, would you like to leave your hometown and follow the old man like me to eat and sleep in the same home?"

Xie Jinglan raised his head suddenly and looked at the old man in disbelief in disbelief.

He had known for a long time that Dai Shengyan was loose-spirited and had always lived in one place and was tired of one place. He would never willingly stay in Jinling for his old age. He thought that Dai Shengyan was just a little pity, so he was willing to give him a pointer or two during his stay in Jinling, and by the way gave him a good name of "Dai Shengyan closes his disciples" to make his life a little better.

Unexpectedly ... Dai Shengyan was willing to take him.

"The sir does not give up, the disciples are willing to follow Lu Yanhui back, to saddle the horse!"

"Ha ha ha, my old man has no money and no rights, you just don't mind suffering."

"Xian Yunye Crane, hidden in the mountains, how can these common things be compared?"

Dai Shengyan's raised beard trembled invisibly, saying: "Ashamed and ashamed, but abandoning the mundane but known by the mundane. Look at the little apprentice sitting side by side, cleared his throat, and said, "Jing Lan, today I do n’t preach the classics for the teacher, I just talk about Tao."

Xie Jinglan said calmly, "Sir, please."

"Dare to ask what a saint is saying?"

This question stunned Xie Jinglan.

This question is so big that the words of the saints, four books and five classics, how many words together? Does he want to memorize it all again?

Xie Jinglan thought for a while, tentatively, and said, "Isn't Human Relations Constant?"

"Oh? Why is the villager's mute slang words not holy words? I ’m hungry and want to eat, and I need to change clothes when I ’m cold.

Xie Jinglan said: "Everyone knows these truths, but sages cannot speak."

"Anyone can say that there are no saints in the world." Dai Shengyan said with a smile, "However, saints can do what others can't do, they can tolerate them, they can tolerate them, it's amazing."

Dai Shengyan said meaningfully, his eyelids glanced at him, a small apprentice with deep thought. Xie Jinglan lowered his eyes and looked at the complicated lines along the table.

"Take you away as a teacher, one you can broaden your horizons, concentrate on reading, the second, wait for the times to change and look back, you know that nothing can be let go. If you reach my age, you just don't want to be in your heart. That strength. The sky is high and the sky is wide, why should you hold yourself in a square inch home? "

But he is not yet at the age of Dai Shengyan.

The twelve-year-old age was the time when he was most vigorous. Although he is more calm than ordinary people, he can't escape his care. Wen Liang's respectful frugality is his exquisite skin. The grievances that accumulate less can not be uttered in the mouth, nor can they be expressed in color, and they are all piled up in the heart, only to grow into a powerful demon one day.

For a moment, he can be a hero hero, but what if he thanked Jinglan willingly to be a narrow-minded villain?

"The gentleman is very good at the shock, and he is not willing to lie to him." Xie Jinglan lowered his eyes and said, "Jing Lan is narrow-minded and must report. If Mr. doesn't like this shock, don't bring it."

Dai Shengyan shook his head helplessly and said, "You child, it is really difficult to do. If you are so, the old man really has to take you. Without my old man dropping you, I am afraid the three words" Xie Jinglan "will be entered into the" Chen Chenlu " ". "

"Mr. is more concerned, and the shock of the country and the people will not be shocked." Xie Jinglan laughed and made a sigh, saying, "However, since the husband is willing to accept it, then Mr. Lao will bother."

Xie Jinglan brought the news back to Qiuwuyuan, and the flowers bloomed up and down. Xia Houyi stood leaning against the door with his chest in his arms, smiling lightly, with crushed light in his eyes. Xie Jinglan saw him, and the joy in his heart suddenly faded. He suddenly remembered that Xia Houyi could not follow him and Xia Houyi would stay in Jinling to wait for his mother-in-law.

In other words, the day when Dai Shengyan set off was when he and the two separated.

"Master, you have to study hard. Don't forget me when you become a big official in the future. I will rely on you when I am young!" Xia Houxi smiled.

Xie Jinglan responded lowly and asked, "After you return to the mountain, is there any chance to go down the mountain?"

Xia Houyi scratched his head and said, "If I inherited my mother's mantle, I would definitely go down the mountain."

"You can't go down the mountain without doing this?"

Xiahou was silent for a while and said, "Yes, being a wild farmer, staying on the mountain all his life, growing rice and flowers."

In order to protect the mountain temple, Galan did not allow anyone other than the assassins to enter and exit the mountain. The people who accidentally broke into the mountain never went out alive. Everyone thought it was because the mountain was too big. They lost their way in the mountain and were eaten by the jackal tiger. No one knows that the most ferocious jackal in the mountain is the Garan Assassin. Correspondingly, people in the mountain temple cannot go out of the mountain unless they become assassins. The descendants of the assassins will either become new assassins or prisoners in the forest.

Xia Houyi was about to make a choice. In the past, for the sake of freedom, his faith in becoming an assassin had always been firm. But now, he suddenly realized that killing was not as easy as he thought. He remembered the slowly-cooled corpse of the housekeeper, and the fear of grasping his shoulders by claws on the big locust tree, as if strangled by the king. Assassin walks with death, and he is not yet strong enough to fear life and death.

"Where is the mountain, wait for me, I will save you." Xie Jinglan said.

Xia Houxi shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "I can't say."

Xie Jinglan said: "It doesn't matter, I will find out."

"I should inherit my mother's mantle," Xia Houxi blinked Xie Lan and said, "If you really have this ability to fight us, I will confuse you. I hope Master Xie will appreciate the bowl then For dinner, I do n’t have any ink in Xia Houyi ’s stomach. Fortunately, Wu Yi barely survives, and I will be your **** and look after the nursing home for you. ”

"Okay. I'll give you two or two pieces of money every month, and you'll pay for your food, but you won't pay for your daughter-in-law."

"Hahaha, that's interesting."

The two teenagers smiled at each other, staring at each other.

The lantern hung outside. Xie Jinglan and Xia Houyi came out of the study. Xia Houyi went to the kitchen to eat and eat. Xie Jinglan raised the curtain and turned into the main house. Aunt Lan had set the meal and greeted Xie Jinglan to sit down.

Xie Jinglan looked around and saw that everyone was there, but when he disappeared, he asked, "What about lotus?"

Aunt Lan said: "I don't know, there will be no people in the afternoon. I guess I went to the girl in another hospital to play. I should come back later."

Xie Jinglan nodded, not minding.

Xia Houyi squatted under the porch and finished the meal three or two times, and put the chopsticks back in the kitchen. He just lifted the curtain and ran into Lianxiang.

"Xia Houyi, don't you have eyes?" Lin Xiang rubbed her head and said angrily.

"Is your head made of iron? It hurts so much." Xia Hou pouted, looked up at the purse in her hand, and asked, "Well, isn't this my purse with an itchy flower? Why is it here for you?" Okay, steal me! "

"Well, whoever steals you, I'm not rare if you break the purse!" Lianxiang rolled her eyes and threw the purse on Xia Houyun.

Xia Houyi was inexplicable. When he opened the purse and took a look, the itchy flowers inside were gone.

The tickle flower was picked by him in the house on a weekday. The flower looks very beautiful, the flower body is pink, and the flower tip is a little purple, but you can't touch it at will, you will get a red rash when you touch it. Great. Xia Houyi has a habit of collecting strange things, and Tickle Flowers is one of his collections.

Lianxiang must have teased him with his tickling flowers. Xia Houyi decided to check his bedding. The two of them were born wrong, maybe the little hoof was just trying to trick him.

Dai Shengyan asked Xie Bingfeng to discuss Xie Jinglan's departure with him, and it was not unexpected. Xie Bingfeng was anxious that Xie Binglan was far away, so it is best not to return. This matter is as you wished it to be. Dai Shengyan told Xie Jinglan that the weather was warm and set off. The next stop without any accident was Shuobei.

Except for the morning study, Xie Jinglan stayed in the library. Xia Houyi went to accompany Xie Jinglan after washing his clothes as usual, and brought him tea. After the last incident, coupled with Xie Jinglan, he was about to leave. Xia Houyi no longer ran away blindly, followed Xie Jinglan obediently, and went nowhere.

On that day, she was boring and holding flowers in the flower bed. Aunt Lan stumbled into the library and shouted, "It's not good! It's not good!"

"What's the matter!" Xia Houxi supported Aunt Lan and asked. Xie Jinglan also came over.

"Lianxiang ... Lianxiang ..."

"What's wrong with Lianxiang?" Xie Jinglan asked.

"Lianxiang ... Madam said that Lianxiang poisoned her and wanted to kill her ... Master. Please go to the main courtyard, Lianxiang has been dragged past!"

Xia Houyi and Xie Jinglan looked at each other, and hurried to the main courtyard, just begging the people in the main courtyard to start slowly.

The road suddenly became very long and long. Xie Fuda was surprised. The corridor was crooked, as if blocking them from hurrying to the main courtyard. The rocky mountains and rocks crossed the road, blocking the way. The elegant gardens and landscapes of the past are now abominable. .

The setting sun was red in the sky, and the sky seemed to have been burned by fire, a scarlet red, and occasionally flying birds flew to Yunxia, ​​like a head into the boundless karma.

The two ran to the doorway of the main courtyard in panting, and the two servants came out of the threshold carrying a masked corpse.

When turning, the corpse's hand leaked from the bottom of the sheet. It was a well-maintained hand, born raw, with ten fingers like onions and no barb. Xia Houzhen collapsed when he saw the hand, tears burst out, and rushed to grab the hand.

Lianxiang has always given her hands. She does not do the laundry or the dishes, but only does needlework. She said that her hands were to help Xie Jinglan knit the embroidery pattern, and it couldn't be worse. She rubs her hands with balm every morning and trims her nails every few days. Such a baby's hands, at this moment, are covered with sawdust, which was scooped out on a wooden bench when she was beaten.

Xia Houzhen remembered her coquettishness and arrogance, and then she secretly ran to Chaifang to give him steamed buns and water. The smiley face was still vivid, and everyone was cold in the blink of an eye.

Several servants rushed up, took Xia Houyu, and pressed him to the ground. Xia Houzhen struggled hard and watched as Lianxiang was lifted away.

Xiao's face was standing on the steps with a face towel, and he looked indifferently at Xie Jinglan and Xia Houyi. The face towel was a translucent veil, and she could see a few red spots on her face.

"This girl poisoned me. I let Liu's housekeeper torture him. Xie Jinglan, how are you doing?" Xiao's looking at Xie Jinglan across the gate.

Housekeeper Liu? Where did Liu steward come from? Xia Hou turned his head in confusion, and saw the man in the yard who was supposed to have died, with a familiar smile on his face—that smile belonged to Akiba.

A chilly chill filled the chest, and Xia Hou's spine flew up a little.

The land that Galan Assassin passes must flow into the river. He remembered the deal between Qiuye and Dongchang Fanzi that day. Qiuye was dressed as Liu butler to kill Xie Bingfeng?

"How dare I? But just come to send the old servant for a ride. Doesn't the lady even give this face?" Xie Jinglan pushed away the servant and pulled Xia Houyi.

"Who knows if this girl poisoned you?"

"Oh, what am I instructing? Madam, do you want to kill me?" Xie Jinglan said coldly.

"you!"

Xie Jinglan turned to Xia Houyi and said, "Go back and accompany your aunt first. I'll send you the lotus."

Deep sorrow was hidden in the eyes of both men. Xia Houyi held Xie Jinglan's wrist and said, "Master."

Xie Jinglan shook her head and whispered, "I'm fine."

Xia Houyi nodded, glanced at Qiu Ye, Qiu Ye made a slap towards Xiao's, and followed him far away.

When Xia Houyi walked to the garden, Qiuye caught up.

"Brother Qiu, why are you posing as ..."

Qiu Ye held Xia Hou's mouth with her index finger and said, "Shh, don't ask anything."

Xia Houyi turned his head and left, and Akiba held him helplessly, and said, "That girl is not dead."

Xiahou Pao paused and said, "What are you talking about?"

Akiba blinked and said, "I know she's your little playmate, so give her a breath, but I don't know if my legs and feet will be good."

Xia Houzhen was so moved that he couldn't add more, and said, "Brother Qiu, thank you!"

"Xiao Ye, do you still want to be an assassin?" Qiu Ye touched Xia Houyi's head, said.

"I……"

"In fact, there is nothing wrong with the mountain, it is smaller, but this world is not a huge prison."

"Brother Qiu, why don't you want me to be an assassin? Uncle Duan, so do you. Am I really inappropriate?"

"It's not appropriate to ask yourself, how do I know?" Akiba smiled. He pushed Xia Houyi, and said, "Okay, go back and pack your luggage, your uncle will pick you up."

Xia Hou stunned, "What? So fast!"