The wooden door creaked, and it was gently pushed open, and a separated head poked in from outside the wooden door.
He knocked on the door for a while outside, but when there was no response, he pushed it open on his own.
When I looked up, I saw that the master was sleeping on the desk.
The window sash is open, and the cold wind blows in from time to time. There are two small heaters in the room, the warm water is boiling, and the heat is steaming.
Master doesn't like dullness and prefers breeze. As long as it's not thunderstorm or snowstorm, he will open a window no matter how cold the weather is.
The desk in the room was large and covered with paper. There were six lanterns with spring flowers on the desk. Zhili placed five small bamboo tubes next to the old man and removed the measuring ruler in the old man's hand.
The old man's eyelashes moved slightly and he opened his eyes.
Not half hazy when you first wake up, bright as a star.
"Master, the bed is in the inner room. It's only a twenty-step walk away," Zhili said.
The old man took a deep breath, sat up, raised his hand to pick up the tea cup, and when he touched it, it was cold.
The old man took two sips and said, "I slept for at least half an hour."
"Master, Xin." Zhili pointed to the bamboo tube on the table.
The old man unscrewed the small cover and took out the letter.
Zhi left and took away the hot water from a small stove, and brought a pot of cold water to boil. When it boiled, he made a new pot of tea and brought it over.
The old man had finished reading the letter and looked thoughtful.
"Master, what's the matter with this letter?"
"One is for invitation, one is for reminiscing about old times, two are for seeking information, and one is about your senior sister."
"What's the matter with Senior Sister?" Zhili asked hurriedly.
"Excessive mining in Chunyuan County, Yunliang caused the mountain to collapse and a tomb chamber was found. There were twenty-six coffins under it. It has been confirmed that they are all from the Qiao family."
"It's Qiao again," Zhili said, paused, and then said, "Hey, Yunliang, Mr. Shen is from Yunliang."
"Well," the old man said calmly, "Yunliang has produced beautiful men since ancient times."
"Yes, hehe, I also want to be reincarnated in Yunliang in my next life."
The old man frowned and glanced sideways at him.
"Haha," Zhili himself was so happy, "Then, master, do you want to let senior sister know about this letter?"
The old man picked up the "Reminiscing about the Past" letter again and nodded: "Go and write and let me know."
"Then I'll write tomorrow," he looked at the other stationery papers with fragmented eyes, "Where are these, Master, where are you going to invite this person?"
"No," the old man said, pushing the two letters away. "These two letters for seeking knowledge and study will be given to you. You can go back to the house."
"Me?" Zhi Li took over and lowered his eyes, feeling a little uneasy, "Master, I'm here to seek knowledge and study. What should I do if I don't know much about it?"
"Go to investigate, go to prove, go to the rivers and lakes to explore."
Zhanli's eyes became brighter and he said happily: "In this case, Master is not afraid that I will mislead others, so why should I be afraid! If you have my subjective opinion, please don't blame me."
"It's a good thing to have something to think about," the old man said, "go to sleep."
"Well! The ancients said that a gentleman wants to get what he wants. If he gets it, he will live in peace. If he lives in peace, he will have deep qualifications. If he has deep qualifications, he will take advantage of everything."
The old man was silent for a moment and said: "Disciple, go to sleep."
"There is a state of me, I observe things with my color, and the master allows me to understand people's confusion. This is because the master believes in me and is sure of my character cultivation and talent."
The old man took a deep breath, nodded, and lowered his eyes to read the letter.
"Haha," Zhili said with a smile, "Master looks at me, I am so proud."
"Go to sleep." The old man did not raise his head.
"However, I still have self-awareness and know that I am proud, haha."
After saying that, he saluted, said goodbye to the old man, and left happily.
The room fell silent, and the old man read the letter's content, which was less than a hundred words, several times. He put down the letter and stood by the window with his hands behind his hands, his eyebrows stern.
It is said to be a letter to reminisce about the past, but in fact it is also related to the great disciple.
The signature on the letter is "Fengwensheng".
These letters were all brought back by the big falcon. They were sent by his old friends, such as Pei Lao of the Yuanhe Sect and Dan Guan of the Lingchuan Taoist Temple. They sent them by big falcon.
Feng Wensheng had been dead for thirty years, and now he suddenly received a letter claiming to have faked his death.
But in the entire letter, there is only one word about his suspended animation, and the writing is stingy. The rest of the letter mentions Ah Li.
Although the old man has many friends, he has very few close friends.
Feng Wensheng was one of the old man's rare friends. Thirty years ago, the old man was deeply saddened by the news of Feng Wensheng's death. The old man rushed to Zhuzhou to hold Feng Wensheng's coffin and bury it together with his relatives.
In the current letter, Feng Wensheng writes sharply, calling the old man's apprentice who appeared in the middle of the road a very evil and evil person, and there will be great disasters in dealing with him.
Not only for people, but also for the world.
Be sure to kill him as soon as possible.
The cold wind blew against his face outside the window, and the old man's eyes were cold as he looked at the vast sky where no stars could be seen.
The old man always remembers the bad horoscopes on June 11th, the 24th day of Xuanyan year, Ji Chou year.
Six stars gathered in the southern sky, causing trouble in Zhongzhou. This same star phenomenon also appeared more than 130 years ago and more than 420 years ago.
Be sure to kill him as soon as possible.
The old man took a deep breath, suddenly raised his hand, and closed the window sash that had not been closed for a long time.
Zhili went back and read a book all night, and didn't wake up until noon the next day.
I got up rubbing my sleepy eyes, sniffed, and smelled a delicious mushroom and ginger soup.
Zhili hurriedly put on his clothes and ran to the backyard. The old man was bringing out several plates of side dishes. In the middle of the stone table was mushroom and ginger soup in a large soup bowl.
However, Zhili soon saw the old man's baggage and sword resting on a stone bench.
"Master, are you going to travel far away?" Zhili said blankly, "I mean, how come Master can cook so richly himself?"
The old man put the plate in his hand on the table and said calmly: "It's not me, it's you."
"……I?"
"This time when you go down the mountain, you go to answer the two questions in the letter. At the same time, I want you to assassinate someone."
Zhili blinked, suspecting that his ears had heard wrongly.
"Master, you want me to kill someone?! Kill... people?"
"He died thirty years ago," the old man sat down, "just take this sword with you."
"No, no," Zhili walked over quickly, sat down and looked at him, "Master, don't you never kill people? The dog emperor has many murders at his hands, causing eternal disasters, and you don't kill them either. Why now..."
"This person wants me to kill your senior sister." The old man said calmly.
Fragmented and choked.
"He is an alarmist and talks nonsense in front of me, and he will spread nonsense to the world from now on. But don't worry, with your skills, you can't kill him."
"Uh," Zhili pointed at himself, "Then, master still wants me to go and... give away someone's head?"
"With this sword in his hand, he will not kill you. There is also a letter in the bag. Remember to give it to him when he lets you go."
Zhili picked up the long sword, which was ancient, elegant and heavy. The backpack was bulging. Judging from the shape of the top concave and convex places, there were two ingots of gold ingots.
"Then," Zhili frowned, "Master, if I have the chance to kill him, for example, he is old and can't get up after a fall, then I should kill him or not."
"Destroy his right hand."
"So you understand," Zhili murmured, "This person is really hateful. He is free to say what he wants to say. But to provoke him in front of Master and insult my senior sister is really annoying. I will definitely scold him. Call him a bloody bastard. By the way, Master, if I scold him, will it make him have murderous intentions?"
"No," the old man said, "I will leave the day after tomorrow and my return date is uncertain. Regardless of whether you succeed or not, you will find your senior sister after leaving Zhuzhou."
"Senior sister sent a letter before, saying that she was leaving Youzhou and going south. She seems to be going to Hejing. Am I going to Hejing to find her?"
"She won't stay in Hejing for a long time," the old man thought for a while and said, "Maybe she will be in Mingtai County, Xizhou."
"Why that?"
"In terms of the topography of Hejing, among the major prefectures nearby, only Mingtai County is of vital importance. Donggan swept away half of the treasury of the previous dynasty. In these years, Hejing has been rich and prosperous, and business has been booming. The nobles of Hejing like silk. Mingtai County widely grows mulberry leaves and raises silkworms, and all the silk weaving industry in Donggan relies on Mingtai County. At the same time, a large amount of rice is grown in the south of Mingtai County, and there are large areas of honey and glutinous rice in Mingnan District below. Workshop. Li Qian’s royal family loves sweets and can’t live without this place.”
"Then, where should I go to find Senior Sister?"
"You write a letter first," the old man said, "saying that you will be waiting for her to pick you up at the Sihai Teahouse in Shiliudaofang, Xucheng, Mingtai County on February 20 next year. Regardless of whether she will go to Mingtai County, she will have enough Go there when you have time, or send someone to rush there."
Zhili said happily: "Yes, it will take time to change the letter. Master is thoughtful, so I will go now!"
"Come back," the old man called to the young man who got up and ran away, "finish your food."
