The crescent moon in the night is gradually covered by the clouds.

The cool night wind blew across the long street, and the ground was filled with thin mist. At the second hour, there were fewer people on the street, and they hurried home in groups of three or three. In the faint sound of gongzi, copper bells mixed with jinglings came from the end of the street in the distance.

In the surging mist, a scholar in blue and white clothes led the old donkey through the mist and came toward this side. There was a woman in a red dress next to her. She walked through a long section of the courtyard wall according to the familiar address. The mottled moss was simplified. The branches and leaves of a peach tree in the courtyard stretched out from inside to the street. The lit courtyard gate in front of her, and the figures were in and out, changing into the red lanterns, and a pair of white paper lanterns with the word "Dian" rose up.

"Young Master... Could it be Sister Min..."

"You and your master are waiting for me outside."

Lu Liangsheng patted the back of her hand, and then said to the bookshelf on the old donkey's back. He walked past the cold street and was busy hanging the white banners. The servant of the lantern suddenly felt a night breeze blowing by, touched the back of his neck, and shivered.

"Do you feel cold?"

"Oh, a gust of wind blows, fuss."

"Don't talk, hurry up and work! Do as the Banxian ordered and do not break the rules."

“Yes!”

The man who looked like a manager said something and turned back to the inside of the house. On the side, Lu Liangsheng took his hands and walked into the house where he entered and went out. There were many cold plums and peach trees around him. The pavilions and lofts were built in the pond, which were particularly elegant. After passing the atrium, there were more maids and servants, most of whom were silent, with sadness between his eyebrows, and tears were wiped away from the corners of his eyes from time to time.

Wang Banxia's voice came from the backyard, yelling to ask the people in the mansion to arrange as he said. Outside the main hall of the backyard, many Min family members gathered together to wait for the dispatch. Most of the timid women were gathering together, holding the hemp clothes and white silk in their hands, whispering to each other, and occasionally glanced at one side room, and the window lattice was lit.

"Madam, this disease has been delayed for many years, right?"

"It's not... since the death of Master Xian, Yue Rou's illness has been gone, but fortunately, my son-in-law takes good care of him."

"You guys say, will the big Min family be the son-in-law in charge in the future?"

"What kind of family does he do if he is married to? If he wants to be a child, he is also Yuerou's child. He is in his teenage years old and it is time to take charge of family affairs."

In the direction of his eyes, in the half-open door, a middle-aged man sat upright at the round table, closed his eyes silent. Occasionally, he heard two moans from his old wife, and then moved his eyelids. Soon, he seemed to feel something. The man opened his eyes and looked at the courtyard outside the door. A figure in blue and white clothes walked out of the darkness and slowly walked into the range of lights.

Outside, the Min family relatives gathered also saw it. Looking at the strange scholar, they frowned, and some people rushed to stop him.

"Who are you...what are you here to do?"

"Go out quickly! The Min family wants to hold a funeral, rely on relationships, and go to the house, and don't pick on it for a while!"

Amid the clamoring sounds, the old man who was setting up a mourning hall came out impatiently, and shouted at the noisy crowd with a full breath: "What's the name? You..."

His eyes swept across everyone, and he fell to the figure that had come not far away. The Min family, who was talking all over the place, was saying, "Banxian, someone broke in!" "Yes, a book that is ungrateful..." "Hey, Banxian, what's wrong with you?"

In the eyes of everyone, before they understood what was going on, Wang Banxian at the door of the main hall suddenly knelt on the ground, burst into tears, and knocked to the ground with a sound.

"Disciple, Wang Chengen pays homage to Master!"

The courtyard was filled with old and young men and women, and it was difficult to close it with their mouths slightly open. The Chang'an King Banxian was in his 90s. Very few of them lived to such age and were highly respected. However, even the emperor and Chinese civil and military officials would visit each other from time to time. If one or two hexagrams were taken, it was also a very close relationship with the Min family.

The rumors are still the eldest disciple of the national master back then... Could it be that everyone slowly turned their eyes and looked at them, and no one shouted: "Give up!"

A group of people pulled each other up, leaving a spacious road separate from each other, and watched the handsome scholar walk past the middle, and the son-in-law in the bedroom there was also standing at the door, and his expression gradually became dull.

"Hey, have you noticed that our son-in-law... grew up like this book..."

"What scholar? I didn't hear that half of the immortals call him Master? I'm afraid he is the national teacher."

"National Master? I remember not a half-five-year-old man, now so young... Oh, wouldn't he be reborn and become an immortal!"

The word "becoming an immortal" was said, and in the crowd, his feet became weak and he became shorter. He thought someone was kneeling down, so he hurriedly knelt down to the ground.

......

The lights were dim and the herbs were floating in the bedroom. A bowl of mottled medicine dumplings was placed in the low cabinet on the bedside. In the curtains, the woman covered with bedding was in her forties. She was in her forties, with a messy hair mixed with many white traces. Her once beautiful face was thin and haggard, her eyes were deep and wrinkles were covered with wrinkles. She seemed to understand the movements outside. She opened her eyes weakly, coughed twice, and her dry and skinny lips stuttered, calling:

"Husband...what's happened outside?"

The wind blew into the window frame, the shadow of the lamp was shaking on the wall, the room was empty, and there was no word of answer. The woman stretched out her bedding and groped weakly, trying to find her husband's hand. She turned her head with difficulty. In the dim light, her husband stood at the door and stood still.

When he called out weakly again, the figure at the door turned his face and smiled. His figure became blurred and turned into starry light. A figure walked into the door, and the light fell on him and disappeared.

The woman could not see clearly, but when she saw the outline of the figure, a warm feeling suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart and spread throughout her body.

"you....."

Scream~~

As the other wooden door opened, Lu Liangsheng gently fiddled with the candles on the table, and the room became bright. He walked slowly to the bed and sat down to the edge of the bed and looked at the woman in her forties on the bed, and said nothing. Twenty years passed in a flash for him, but many traces of time left for the people in the mortal world.

The once heroic and handsome woman had loose skin and wrinkles on her face. The once bright and clear eyes looked muddy in the candlelight and were surprised.

"You are... his son." Min Yuerou's voice was a little hoarse, and she placed it on the back of her hand outside the bedding, covered her warm big hand and held her.

Lu Liangsheng shook his head, his eyes softly, "It's me, Lu Liangsheng, when I hear about you, come and see you."

The woman on the couch's eyes were wet, she turned her face and pulled up the bedding with her other hand to cover her cheeks.

"You were asked by someone outside to lie to me...You are the young master, go and ask my husband to come in...I don't want to see anyone else."

Lu Liangsheng was silent.

His fingers rubbed the back of the woman's hands, which were only left with a layer of skin, and looked at the hair exposed outside the bedding, and his voice became gentle to the woman below.
Chapter completed!