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After learning the news, Liang Yue stayed in the academy all night.

The next morning, while running morning exercises, I poured a bucket of chicken soup for the students, then ran to the construction site at the mountain gate to take a look, and after reminding the workers of the food.

So he drew a circle on the spot and went straight back to his home in the city of Peking.

This time he returned to Beijing, Liang Yue was just to visit Yuan Datou's condition and situation.

Regardless of whether the other party is now under the name of a national sinner or doing something wrong, as far as Liang Yue personally is concerned, objectively speaking, Yuan Datou is kind to him.

If it weren't for the other party's trouble, my own mountain sect would not have risen.

At the same time, the issuance of the right to hold a gun in the sect also means that the strange sect on Baiyun Mountain is destined to be unique from the beginning of its construction.

So from reason, although Yuan Datou is now in a downturn and is seriously ill in bed, he should come to see him.

With such thoughts and will, Liang Yue quickly set out from home and moved forward briskly.

Walking on the street, I didn’t forget to buy some breakfasts that looked good from the stalls on the side of the road.

But to be honest, the Beiping City at this time seemed to have become a little different than when he left, just before Yuan Shikai became emperor.

There are still people coming and going, with a lively street scene, but the originally peaceful and relaxed atmosphere is no longer there.

A faint feeling of urgency was filled with the air.

It is a true portrayal of people's hearts after the turmoil of the current situation, reflecting their confusion and expectations in the future.

At this time, Liang Yueman could feel the mood of the people around him. In this situation, if he had not had the insight into all this and understood the historical development trajectory of more than a hundred years later.

I'm afraid that he will feel the same way he does in his heart now.

So, with such a complex mood, Liang Yue stopped and stopped, watching the behavior and postures of people in the streets and alleys, and pondering their feelings and situations at the moment.

It took more than an hour to arrive at the door of Yuan’s mansion.

The once crowded with people in the Yuan family, the place where the Yuan family was in full swing was somewhat depressed at this time.

During the exchanges, people unconsciously lowered their voices, even the servants in the mansion were like this, looking like they were dizzy and they didn't dare to speak loudly.

And those who enter the main entrance openly have been considered rare guests in recent times.

His visit soon attracted the attention of the Yuan Mansion.

Afterwards, Yuan Datou's descendants came to the door of the mansion to greet him. After asking about his purpose, they led him into Yuan Datou's room.

When I opened the door, a sensation air was the first to flow out.

After turning a curtain, Liang Yue met Yuan Datou himself on a windowsill.

Compared to the once energetic, red face, full of ambitions and ambitions, President Yuan seemed to be completely discouraged at this time.

Coupled with his head full of flower hair and pale cheeks, he really looked like an old man lying in bed.

Of course, Yuan Datou is not alone at this moment~

After all, no matter how badly he is, he just rolls down from a high position, so he is still the helm of the entire Beiyang clan.

He also has many children around him, not to mention concubines and servants.

When Liang Yue entered the door, Yuan Datou was drinking a bowl of medicinal porridge under the service of a beautiful woman.

...

"You're here~"

Seeing Liang Yue enter the door, Yuan Datou's slightly dim old eyes lit up.

Then he subconsciously wanted to get up, but it seemed that due to his physical weakness, he staggered and fell on the bed.

"Hahaha~ OK, your body doesn't look that bad, you're just a little weak, and your spirits are a little depressed."

After taking a look at the other person, Liang Yue roughly learned about the old guy's situation.

Obviously, this is the jar of 100-fruit brew I left before, which worked.

The fatal uremia is no longer a big deal now. Yuan Datou's current situation is purely due to his old age and physical weakness, plus depression.

The ambition and desire that originally supported him to move forward were suddenly lost, and after he was suddenly hit, he was obviously hit hard. In his worries and anger, it would inevitably affect his body.

"It's true, thanks to the Taoist priest's jar of medicinal wine. If it weren't for it, I, Mr. Yuan, would be terminally ill at this moment and will be in the near future."

With the support of his family, Yuan Datou reluctantly sat up against the head of the bed and said to him with a wry smile.

"So after experiencing this situation, have you gained anything?"

When Liang Yue heard this, he chuckled and looked at the other party.

"Oh, what else can you gain? Even my own people are unreliable. Yuan is now discouraged and can no longer have any ambitions in his heart. He just feels disappointed.

Without hope, I will probably survive in the days to come.”

As he said that, Yuan Datou swallowed, but his eyes were staring at Liang Yue opposite him and continued.

"But I still have something unknown, I hope Master Liang can help me with the answer."

"Speaking."

"Yuan asked himself, when he was entertaining all the strange people, he could be said to be doing his best and being well-polite, but in the end, why didn't anyone choose to stay and assist me?

Could it be that Yuan is so useless?"

"... Although we are not politically conscious and often practice in the mountains, we have no shortage of people's vision. What you did before is indeed good.

But people are already in a declining state, and they are all supported by a spirit and ambition. According to the state at that time, you can only live for one to two years at most, and you will reach the end."

"...Cough~Cough cough! Hahahahahahaha~ So that's it, so that's it! No wonder those strange people from famous sects will leave me without hesitation, hehehe~"

Looking at Yuan Datou, who was already wearing a self-deprecating look in front of him, leaning against the bed frame, and the descendants and concubines of the Yuan family who had a look of panic and secretly shed tears.

Liang Yue sighed at this time, flipped her arms, took out a bottle of ancient fruit wine, took two teacups from the side, pulled out the bottle plug, and poured the dark blue liquid into it.

Handed Yuan Datou a cup and drank one by himself.

"Then what are your plans next?"

"What are the plans you can do? Just wait for death."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Shikai looked down at the wine in the glass and fucked it all into his throat in one mouthful.

Then, feeling the medicinal power that was quickly wandering around his body, he quickly looked over with surprise.

"This wine is better than the jar before. It can repair damage and nourish the body and soul. With it, it will be no problem that you can live for at least five or six years."

As he said that, Liang Yue picked up the wine bottle again and filled the wine glasses for the old man in front of him.

"That Taoist priest, are you?"

"It's just a reward for your kindness. You set up a mountain gate for me and I will extend your life for several years. No one can say anything after all this. In addition, if you have nothing to do.

So I went to Xi'an to find me. I was missing a director in the academy at the foot of Baiyun Mountain.”

After saying that, Liang Yue got up and hugged Yuan Datou, turned around and left.