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Chapter 15 The Lonely Wild Goose Releases the Letter

God created evil in the world, and the evil happened to the man who could have been a hero.

Even the drop of a pin in a quiet room can wake up the resentment around him. Jingqian was struggling with it at this time, but the scholar didn't care about it anymore.

"But the scholar..."

"Don't! We're brothers, don't say anything. It'll make you uncomfortable if you talk too much. If you feel uncomfortable, so will I!"

Being too idealistic brought more disasters than hope. After hope collapsed time and time again, Jinggan was at a loss, as if tens of thousands of mountains were pressing on his back. That place was so obvious that it became his dream, in which he could not help but touch.

The winter barrier, the damaged city, and the gate of the village creaked in the wind.

With nothing to do, Xiucai sat in the yard and peeled the beans he had picked up. Jing Qian followed him out and happened to meet Xu Yuan who looked panicked.

"Half fairy?"

The scholar suddenly glanced around and recognized the man who moved to the west wing. He murmured in confusion: "Is it because of respect for Gan? Or because..."

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Jinggan, you'd better pay a visit to the leader first. Although we paid homage to Fengshan before, the situation is different now, so why not just do it for a show?"

Xu Yuan's appearance made the scholar uneasy. He didn't know what instructions he had received recently. All the brothers kept silent and went to Renyi Hall when it was dark.

Just as he was about to turn around, Xiucai stopped him again. He put down the broken beans in his hand, glanced around and said, "I'm sure Martha knows you're back!"

"What's the explanation?"

The scholar raised his eyebrows and said solemnly, "When you visit Madam University this time, you must be careful in your words and deeds!"

"What happened during this time in the village?"

"It's nothing serious, I just feel uneasy!"

Jinggan smiled, threw the half bag of beans into the scholar's hand and said: "You are so stupid, when can you change your mind? Come on! Make soup from these beans for him to drink!"

The scholar felt as if he had been hit with numbness for a moment, and said with a blank look on his face: "He is not sick!"

"The acting should be more realistic!"

There was no intrigue between the two from the beginning. The scholar's loyalty made Jingqian feel that there was at least a trace of humanity in the cold weather of the twelfth lunar month. The fatigue of the past few days seemed to disappear in an instant. He smiled easily, turned around and shook his head. Fingers, but also did not forget to say: "Scholar, scholar, if I were your student, then this road would not be so bumpy!"

Jingqian walked until he was in front of the flag village of Renyi Hall when he suddenly heard a solitary call of cold wild geese. He thought he had heard it wrong, and immediately stopped and looked up into the sky. He said happily: "It's almost the first lunar month, and I don't know how to go south." Fei, what a stupid thing!"

After saying that, he suddenly thought of something and stopped on the steps in front of Renyi Hall. He looked up at Lone Goose behind him, and the smile on his face suddenly lost a few points.

Renyi Hall is still Renyi Hall. Compared with when Qiao Zhen was there, it was indeed a lot more lonely. At least the person who spoke there was not the direct relative of the nobleman, nor was he the biological son of Luo Sang.

The icicles on the eaves have always been the same since we left, but this time the heavy snow buried the green tiles on the eaves, making Renyi Hall look cleaner and brighter than before.

When he was almost at the door, he couldn't bear the cold wind, so he took three steps and then two steps, and hurriedly entered Renyi Hall.

There was no one else in the hall, only Ma Jun was sitting high in the hall, full of majesty. During this period, all kinds of worries made him grow older by several years, and his face no longer looked as childish as it used to be. Thick stubble almost covered his upper lip.

After pushing the door open and going in, Jing Gan habitually left his dirty sheepskin robe on the seats in the hall. Just when he was about to clasp his fists to pay homage, he saw that Ma Jun had already rested due to sleepiness.

Thinking about coming to the city and the numerous affairs in the village, Ma Jun was also working hard. Jinggan glanced at him distressedly, tears filling his eyes. He picked up the robe from the seat and walked to the hall to cover Ma Jun.

After that, he tiptoed back out of the door and closed the door.

Back in the courtyard, the scholar absentmindedly peeled a dozen beans. Jinggan was behind him, but he didn't notice.

"Xiucai, these beans will be cooked later!"

At this time, the scholar jumped up and in his panic, the beans in his hand were scattered everywhere.

Jingqian sighed and shook his head: "I have never seen you so cowardly. Just pretend I didn't see it."

The scholar smiled awkwardly, lowered his head and continued peeling the beans. Suddenly he asked: "Hey! Have you seen Martha? Why are you back so soon?"

"Yes, he may be tired and sleeping soundly!"

"Just sleep, just sleep! Until now, he has never had a peaceful sleep."

There seemed to be something hidden in the scholar's deliberately avoiding eyes. Jinggan knelt down, picked up a handful of dried beans and helped peel them.

"Xiucai, please don't hide it from me. There is no one else here."

While speaking, the scholar secretly glanced around and said, "I'm not hiding anything from you, but I'm just wondering how many beans there are and you still have to cook them all."

"Cook it, cook it, there aren't many people. Boil it into a pulp, give the thick part to Zhuanghuyuan, and keep the thin part to drink!" What happened in Zhuanghuyuan today directly affected Jingqian, and he began to The most dangerous people in the world have been involved in the stability of the year or not.

The scholar heard the secret behind this from his words, nodded and said: "Yes, everything is caused by Jianghu. Even leaders like Luo Sang cannot escape the dismemberment brought about by Jianghu's grudges."

Jing Gan understood and smiled: "Now that there is a scholar in Qiaojiashan, there is no need to worry about these things. What's more, after the New Year, the ice and snow will gradually melt, and our business will be opened soon. By then, Wen Shengan will be the shopkeeper. Take it, and you won’t have to worry about business anymore!”

"Wen Sheng'an..." When Jing Qian mentioned this name, the scholar hesitated. Then the expression on his face was no longer as calm as before. Jing Qian immediately felt that something bad had happened.

He asked nervously: "Senior Wen, what happened to him? It seems that he is not here today?"

"It's nothing serious. He was a little sad when Mrs. Wen passed away some time ago."

Although he had not been in contact with Wen Sheng'an for a long time, Jing Qian understood that someone who could start a business from scratch in a poor place and drive the business of the entire city, how could such a person degrade himself just because Mrs. Wen left.

Jingqian thought of the lonely goose in front of Renyi Hall, and related to his own situation, silently sighed: "Emotion and love cannot be separated, but people are united with each other. Heart and mind cannot be separated, but people are separated from each other!"

Suddenly he asked himself: "It took a lot of effort to keep his heart. With his personality, it is impossible for him not to come to the village today. In front of the hall, the cold geese are flying south. Is he going to leave?"

"He can't walk, so he can go anywhere. I went to the back hillside, and he and I could still chat for a few words."
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