The first sentence at the beginning, I want to say..., the author of the previous chapter has something to say!! Go back and have a look!! The author Bai moved himself and even cried. In the end, not many people saw it, which made Euler so angry.
Return the author’s touch!!┭┮﹏┭┮
Let’s start the main body.
After Xiao Zhezi and his group left with heavy steps, the old man also sat back on the sofa and raised the teapot. He seemed calm and relaxed, but he said to himself: "If you have ability, talent and learning, there is also
The city...! Alas, all my disciples have been made marquises, but I am the last one to know. I deserve to be my master, how can I be embarrassed~"
Yan Bing smiled, walked up to the old man, squatted down, and while beating the old man's legs, he said cheerfully: "Master, what did you say? What kind of title should I have? Isn't it not as big as your prince?"
How dare I show off in front of you..."
"Hmph!" The old man let out a breath, and then said: "You little girl, you are too clever, hurry up and practice martial arts! I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to have time to practice martial arts in the future."
Yan Bing supported his knees, stood up slowly, ran behind the old man and started to squeeze his shoulders. While doing so, he said: "In the eyes of my disciple, practicing martial arts is naturally much more important than being an official, but whether we, the people of the Liang Kingdom, can live and work in peace and contentment,
Feeling proud and proud seems to be more important than practicing martial arts as a disciple, you always say, is this the truth?"
The old man sat up angrily, hugged the teapot and took another sip, and then said slowly: "I can't help you!! But I am still your master! Master orders you now! Go practice martial arts quickly! Stop talking about it!"
"Yes! Master..." Yan Bing secretly stuck out his tongue behind the old man's back, made a face, and then turned around and returned to the secret room, reciting the names of the moves while practicing his sword.
"Looking into the clouds and fog, why does the east wind rise? The ice is so dense that the purple air returns, and I send a letter to the city..., letter, letter..., letter!? Letter of letter!!"
Yan Bing seemed to suddenly remember something and slowly put down the Qingxuan in his hand.
Damn it! Reply!!
Being disturbed by that little girl! Forgot again!!!
He quickly put Qingxuan away and walked out of the secret room quickly, intending to go back to the house and write a letter.
Passing by the front yard, the old man looked at Yan Bing who was in a hurry and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Why are you going if you don't want to practice swordsmanship?"
Yan Bing said smoothly: "Reply!
Reply!? To whom? Then only one person wrote to her!?
This is much more interesting than drinking tea! I have to go check it out!
The old man showed a mean smile and walked softly and slowly to the door of Yanbing House.
Peeking in furtively...
I saw Yan Bing holding a pen, grinding ink, and spreading out paper, all in a smooth and fluid manner.
But when I put pen to paper, it was frozen...
This..., how should I write this??
Dude, haha! Sorry! I am actually a man!
No, this will piss him off to death...
Handsome guy, I'm sorry, you are not my type, but you are a good person...
Damn it, what a scumbag!! Not even good!!!
I am a woman and I like women, so goodbye!
After reading this, will he pick up a knife and chop me...
"Hmm..." Yan Bing's old habit relapsed. Whenever he encountered a difficult problem that he couldn't solve, he started making strange noises...
The ink on the pen dripped onto the paper, but she still couldn't think of a reply that would be acceptable to the other party without overreacting.
It’s so hard to be a woman………….
Yan Bing's first visit to Auntie was not as profound as this time...
"If you can't write it, don't write it..." The old man couldn't stand it anymore. He turned around and entered the room. He looked down at the brocade paper full of ink spots and felt distressed. He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Bing again, speaking seriously.
He said: "Actually, that child is not bad. If he can really give up the throne for you, it will be an unprecedented good story."
After Yan Bing listened, he couldn't hold the pen steady and dropped it to the ground.
What a wonderful talk!!! I’m going to agree!! It’s the last thing I’ve heard of forever!! There’s also a beautiful talk from Mao!!??
Simply, I picked up the pen, crumpled the brocade paper, changed it, and wrote a sentence in a flourishing manner.
We are not suitable!
Done!
Yan Bing looked at this simple and clear reply with satisfaction and said to himself, that's it!
As soon as I put the letter on the table, I started looking for the envelope. When I found the envelope, I turned around...
Huh!? Where’s the letter!??
When he raised his head again, the old man looked up at the sky, or to be precise, at the beams. He held his hands behind his back and said nothing.
Anyone who is not blind or stupid can see that he took it away.
"Master!? What kind of trouble are you making? Can't the disciple solve his own problems?" Yan Bing begged with a helpless expression on his face.
"Then you have to consider the common people in the world!?" The old man's stubbornness also came up, and he said righteously: "I will save all the people in the world without you! The most important thing is that my great-grandson is not bad in appearance.
, and as a prince, I don’t think I’ve wronged you, right!?”
Yan Bing gradually lost his patience, and his tone became cold. He slowly uttered a few words: "Master, do you still remember what happened to Li Lingyue!?"
When the old man heard this, his eyes widened immediately, he pointed at Yan Bing and yelled: "You!!"
Without saying a word, Yan Bing turned around, opened the cupboard door, pulled out the furoshiki, and started packing his belongings.
When the old man saw this posture, he instantly became scared. He came closer and said in a gentle and sincere tone: "Oh, why is this necessary? My dear disciple, you are too tempered..."
Yan Bing continued to stuff things into the baggage without raising his head, but his hand speed was a little slower, hoping to wait for the other party to completely compromise...
Seeing that her hands were still moving, the old man became a little angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't forget! I am your master! Once a teacher, always a father! I am your biological father...!!
"
When Yan Bing heard this, he became even more angry, and his hand speed increased again.
"You, you, you! You are so angry with me!" The old man's face turned red, but his stubborn temper was always tolerated by others. It was extremely difficult to get him to admit his mistakes.
Seeing that everything was ready, Yan Bing looked at the old man and wanted to give him one last chance.
In the end, the old man was really stubborn. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go! Once you walk out of this door..., I, I will treat you as my apprentice!"
After Yan Bing heard this, he felt a chill in his heart. I want to leave! Is it so difficult for you to always take back a sentence!??
His temper also rose, he tossed the furoshiki, slung it on his back, and strode out without even looking back.
The old man looked at Yan Bing's disappearing figure. He was stunned for a moment, then slowly collapsed on the ground, his chest heaving violently, and he was unable to speak for a long time... His whole body was exhausted.
As for Li Bing, he had already walked out of the courtyard and arrived at the busy city...
Standing in the busy city with people coming and going, looking at the vast sea of people, but not knowing where to go... I took out my pockets and counted them, and found that I only had less than 500 taels of silver left on me, and there was also a jade pendant with a corner missing.
….
I just feel full of sadness.
The sky is high and the sky is far away, and there is no safe place. Although there is a warm cabin, it is difficult to return...
Either don’t do it! Or do it!
Damn it! I'm going out of town to become a village man! You can't find me even if you look for me!!
Thinking of this, Yan Bing shook her bag, turned around and walked out of the city, but she seemed to have forgotten something...
Maybe the old man, Feng Chen, and Lu Liang couldn't guess that she would leave the city, but there are a few people who can always know her whereabouts...
That was the secret guard Zeng Ke arranged for her...
