The old master had been hiding from the world for many years due to the affairs of the Xue family, and some people even speculated that he had returned to the West.
But no one expected that he was not only alive and well, but also hiding in an inconspicuous old study in Beijing.
However, Jiang Mingxuan did not tell him this.
It was inconvenient for Wei Ze to stay for a long time. After all, there was a sick man at home to take care of. After leaving, he didn't feel at ease after all. As soon as he returned to the village, they used their hidden stakes.
He still thought it would be better to get rid of Hongyu first.
In the mansion, when the old master saw Jiang Mingxuan coming back in the middle of the night, he thought that the topic he had assigned during the day was difficult, so he was ready to explain it to him in detail.
Unexpectedly, after Jiang Mingxuan saluted, he placed something in front of him. On it was an emblem that he was very familiar with.
These are the emblems that belong to his sect's liaison. Not long ago, he asked the shopkeeper to keep a few of them.
"Where did you get it from?" He seemed to have guessed something, hoping: "Is there really still an old Xue family party?"
Jiang Mingxuan pursed his lips, "Master, someone found the student today. He didn't believe the sudden appearance of the emblem and thought it was Hong Yu's conspiracy."
The old master was slightly stunned.
"Master, when Hongyu betrayed my mother and was used to lure out the Xue family's old party, it is your emblem."
The old master was stunned, "So, none of them survived, and it was my emblem that caused them harm."
Immediately, he thought of something again and looked at Jiang Mingxuan, "They were not all wiped out back then, and they have found you now, but they know that I..."
"It's not that I know about you." Jiang Mingxuan shook his head and said: "No one in the capital knows your identity, and they naturally don't have your whereabouts. They only found me because of my sister."
"Shan Shan?" He frowned and asked what was going on.
Jiang Mingxuan told him everything his sister had done. After listening to it, the old master couldn't laugh or cry.
"This girl is really bold. She contacted them so rashly and was not afraid that the court would get the news."
But at the same time, I also feel happy in my heart.
There are still people in the Xue family, and there are people like him who have never forgotten that period of hatred.
"Wei Ze." He murmured softly, "Could he be the original Guards?"
It had been a long time, and the old master could not confirm the identity of the other party. He only vaguely remembered that Xue Yan had such a person with him.
He must have been a military commander, with a somewhat wild temperament, but I can't remember his appearance clearly.
He asked Jiang Mingxuan to make arrangements, it would be best to bring the person in front of him.
Naturally, Jiang Mingxuan would not refuse his request, but just asked some more about Hongyu.
However, the old master didn't know much.
Except for the fact that he was said to have defected to the Lin family since he was a child, there aren't many others who are useful.
Jiang Mingxuan had no choice but to give up and inquire more carefully when he saw Wei Ze again.
Several days passed, and news of Taohong was also sent to the village. After Wei Ze made sure that the route was safe, he carried baskets of fruits to Jiang Mansion.
Of course, it is the residence of Jiang Shanshan and his brother.
Taohong led people through the garden, then walked across the stone bridge to a waterside pavilion.
At this time, incense was burning in the waterside pavilion, and a pot of tea had been waiting for a long time.
Wei Ze quickened his pace and came to the front in a few steps, looking at the person sitting behind the long case.
"You, you are really..." He looked at the person whose face was mostly ruined and could not recognize his original appearance at all, and for a moment he was afraid to recognize him.
The old master sighed and said in a solemn tone: "Back then, Yunzhou predicted that a catastrophe was coming and sent his master away in advance. The second half of "The Thousand Art of War" is called "The Book of Hundred Weapons" and was written by Lin Zhilan."
Wei Ze was shocked, his eyes widened and he bowed down.
"Wei Ze, the leader of the Guards, pays homage to the Master."
With tears in his eyes, the old master personally stepped forward to help him up. The two looked at each other in silence, and for a moment they didn't know where to start.
Seeing this, Taohong quietly retreated and walked behind Jiang Mingxuan, who was looking at Lin Feng.
After thinking about it, she bowed solemnly: "Slave, thank you, Master!"
"You think too much, I'm not going to make it happen for you."
Of course Taohong knows, but she still has to thank him.
Suddenly, she heard him ask, "The invitation from the Jiang family last time was from my sister's room?"
"Yes, the girl didn't plan to go there and didn't come back."
"Bring it to me."
"ah?"
Jiang Mingxuan gave her a cold look, and Taohong shrank her neck and had no choice but to agree.
The only person who can make him obedient is not here now, and I don't know what he will do this time.
In this room, inside the waterside pavilion, after the two of them started chatting, they told each other in detail what they had experienced over the years.
When he learned that Shen Xun was among the people who escaped that year, and that he had been secretly developing his power over the years, waiting for revenge, the old master felt sad and blocked for a while.
"I'm sorry for you." He held Wei Ze's arm and said thousands of words, all contained in this sentence.
They say that men don’t shed tears easily, but they are not sad yet.
"Master, besides Hong Yu, there is one more thing that you must know."
"What's the matter?"
Wei Ze stepped forward and whispered a few words in his ear. The old master immediately grabbed him excitedly: "Seriously, he, they take it seriously..."
Wei Ze nodded affirmatively, "This matter was said by the lady herself, and it was also explained by the young master before his death."
No wonder, no wonder, God will not destroy the Xue family after all!
The old master was happy, but also regretful, "Since he knew it, why did he go to die? Wouldn't it be better to escape far away?"
"Young master feels sorry for those who were implicated by the Xue family. As you know, even the Lin family was destroyed."
When the old master heard this, he thought of another beloved disciple, and his face burst into tears.
It turned out that when Xue Yan was imprisoned, although the court beheaded hundreds of members of the Xue family, they did not kill him.
And later, the guards found a chance to rescue the people. However, after leaving the city, the officers and soldiers were chasing them endlessly. In order to break their rear, he alone lured those people away and jumped off a cliff.
It is impossible to stop a person who has long been determined to die.
The old master understands, but it is precisely because he understands that he feels even more sad.
Wei Ze's intermittent voice was still in his ears, until finally he looked at the old master.
"You also know what happened next. That bitch Hongyu betrayed Madam. Not only did she reveal our information, she also colluded with that woman Han to take Madam away. The book "Thousands of War Art" is probably already in the hands of Concubine Jiang. .”
The old master looked outside the window. The lake was reflecting the colorful clouds, the evening breeze was blowing gently, and the waves were sparkling.
He thought about many things, but none of them was stronger than wanting to overthrow the present.
Known as a saint in the world, he had no children in his life, only one disciple chosen from seven thousand.
These seven are of different ages, but they have all been under his tutelage since childhood and were taught and raised by him as if they were his own children.
But overnight, everyone died, everyone was injured, and now only one person survives.
He was so hateful that he wished he could eat their flesh alive, drink their blood, and break their bones into ashes.
But they couldn't give back the lives of his disciples.
However, it doesn't matter.
Come one by one.
"The Jiang family is the support of Concubine Jiang, and the indispensable arm of the Sixth Prince." The old master said, with a cold look in his eyes.