The night is deep, and there are fewer pedestrians on the noisy street. In the restaurant that has not yet closed, the shopkeeper weighing the broken silver raised his big round face. He heard the noisy upstairs, laughed, bit the broken silver and took the notes and kept the account diligently.

"Eat quickly there, go back to bed at the right time!"

On the second floor, the Taoist put down his chopsticks and stood on the bench and shouted at the table with oily faces, urging the children to eat faster as soon as possible. After a while, more than 200 children got off the table, and they were well-behavedly lined up. After Lu Pan and eight people went downstairs, thanked the fat shopkeeper behind the counter, and then left the restaurant.

Lu Liangsheng went over to check the accounts with the shopkeeper and bowed and said, "I'm upset." He walked to the street with the waiting Taoist, Hong Lian, Lao Zhu, and Qi You.

Late at night, there were occasional sounds of whispers from afar. The Taoist beside him pants his hands on the back of his head, holding a toothpick in his mouth, glanced at the scholar beside him. Seeing his expression, he put down his elbow and poked it gently.

"Where did you go in the afternoon? I came back with a contemplative expression. I feel sorry for spending money."

Lu Liangsheng smiled and said nothing.

Hong Lian, who was following the other side, turned his face and glared at the Taoist fiercely. Zhu Gangli laughed: "It must have happened to something unpleasant."

"Old demon, what's wrong with it?" Qi You asked from the other side of the street.

"nothing."

Lu Liangsheng looked at them and continued to move forward. He looked at the lights in front of him. Thinking about the old man's words in the afternoon, he didn't know how to talk to them for a while.

We returned to Wanshou Temple lively. It was already late at night. Lu Pan and the eight people who came back earlier had already let the children sleep. When they returned to the attic, the group was very tired, especially Zhu Gangli, who was busy with food for more than 200 people. Even though he had magic power, he was still tired. He said hello to everyone and closed the door, and snoring sounded after a moment.

The Taoist was also tired. He slept outside for half a month and wanted to lie down on the bed, go up the stairs, yawned, waved his hand at Lu Liangsheng, and pushed the door and went in.

On this side, Lu Liangsheng returned to the bedroom. The candlelight had already lit up. Hong Lian, who had walked through the door and entered the room first, put water on to greet him, took off his blue shirt with his outer cover, his eyes turned into crescent moons, and he was holding his smile.

Lu Liangsheng washed his face with water and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Hong Lian held back her smile and pointed her slender finger at the other side of a bed. On the edge of the bed, the Toad Taoist was wrapped in a sheet, only a pair of toad eyes were exposed and sitting there, his head was pecking and dozing.

I think I woke up halfway through and didn’t see anyone, so I’m waiting on the bed.

"Master."

Lu Liangsheng bounced his fingertips, peeled off the water stains on his face and took off the copper basin, wiped his hands and went to the bed, trying to put the toad Taoist to sleep flat. As soon as he touched it, the sleepy toad suddenly opened his eyes and jumped down in surprise, with one foot independent and two webbeds spread out.

"Who monk dares to attack me!"

Nie Honglian looked at this look and pursed her lips and whispered: "Young Master, it seems that Master Toad is still confused."

Qi You, who was closed, turned around, hugged her skirt and squatted to the ground, supported her chin and wanted to tease her for interest, but was hit on the top of her head by Lu Liangsheng, pouting and turning into blue smoke, and crawling into the bookshelf.

"Master, it's me."

Lu Liangsheng reached out to the toad Taoist and pressed back with his webbed. In the gentle voice, the toad's drooping eyelids opened all of them. He saw the scholar in front of him clearly, and smiled on his face. He was about to speak, but he remembered the empty attic before, only himself, and his face suddenly became cold, and he sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed.

“Is it great to eat outside?”

Hong Lian floated over with her long sleeves and landed next to the scholar, covering her delicate face, and laughed like a silver bell: "Master Toad is angry that the young master didn't call him, he looks more and more like a child."

"Can you little girl speak?" The toad Taoist turned back wrapped in a quilt, "I'm called rejuvenation!"

So that's how it was. Lu Liangsheng sat down on the edge of the bed with a smile. Suddenly there was a bowl of meals made of various dishes in his hand, and a greedy fragrance came out.

"When the food was served, I prepared a portion for my master."

On the other side, Taoist Toad looked at the bowl that was brought to his front and snorted: "It's still the thoughts of my disciples."

The scholar watched the master take the bowl, eat bite by bit with chopsticks, get up and walk to the desk, and take a book at will with candlelight to pass the time.

As the soft sound of the pages turning, the toad Taoist beside him was holding a bowl and chewing the meal, looking at the side face of the scholar illuminated by the fire with a calm face.

"Liangsheng, do you have something to do in your heart?"

"Um."

Compared to Taoist and others, the master has experienced many things, but he has looked at the swaying candlelight.

"...I just think of someone, I feel a little complicated and a little uncomfortable."

"Your teacher?"

Seeing that the disciple did not answer, Taoist Toad swallowed the food in his mouth and groaned and laughed: "It seems not, but it is not far from it. Come and tell me about it."

Lu Liangsheng sat there and was silent for a while.

"Actually, it was Yang Su, Duke of Yue..." He said in a low voice, remembering the conversation with the old man this afternoon, and told the master all the time.

There are also my own feelings.

"Master...you say that a person has worked hard all the way from a great years, almost died, and is about to be white. He should have enjoyed a blessing, but he still thinks about this country, always thinking about making this country better and the emperor better. Then, in the end, it becomes the emperor's whetstone, stained with stigma. Master, do you think he is worth it?"

The Toad Taoist still had rice grains on his mouth, his eyes showed seriousness, put down the bowl in his arms, and stood up: "Is it worth it? If it were a teacher, it would definitely not be worth it, but some people are different. For example, the old scholar, in his eyes, it is worth it..."

......

The night wind blew outside the window, and went away to the mansion with the "Duke's Mansion" written in the city. The old man sitting in the study looked at the classics all over the room, blew out the candles, went back to the bedroom in the backyard, sat down to the edge of the bed, looked at the old wife sleeping on the couch, reached out to brush her, and in the darkness, a smile appeared on her face.

On a winter night, the air is cold.

In the imperial city, there were still people who were not sleeping up from the bed, lit the candlelight, walked to the wall, pulled out the sword on the rack, looked at the face reflected on the sword, Yang Guang waved it twice, made a decision, and suddenly inserted it back into the scabbard and lifted it in his hand. In the dim candlelight, there was the power of dominating the world.

......

"... Liangsheng remembers what he said to you on the roof at such a night, like what he said to you on the roof? The wisdom of living, no matter whether he is a human or a demon, only living people can stand and walk out of his own path. What kind of master you are talking about? Although the master doesn't understand his trick, it is a way of being. Even if he is dirty, how can a person in the Taoist practice care about these things? Even if he is thrown away by someone in the future, he can face it openly."

Taoist Toad looked majestic. When he said these words, he also added: "Since others have chosen the path, why should Liangsheng seek trouble? Just congratulate him...Wow......"

As he spoke, the toad yawned and his words came to an abrupt end. He stood there and his eyes gradually closed, and his head snored slightly.

Well......

Lu Liangsheng was just listening to it, but the master fell asleep. He put the Toad Taoist in the quilt and covered it. He yawned himself, sat back on the desk, and then flipped through the books for a while. He listened to the master's snoring sound of sleeping. After a while, the tiredness came. He lay down inside the bed, and was too lazy to cover the quilt, and fell asleep in a drowsy way.

In the scroll on the wall, Nie Honglian sighed and floated out of the painting. She sat quietly on the edge of the bed and looked at his side face. She took the quilt and covered the scholar. She pursed her lips and turned around, and blew out the candles on the table.
Chapter completed!