"Master Yang and Mrs. Ling have a deep love for each other. It's really admirable that they are willing to risk their lives to come back to save their wife and children after being hurt like this. Mrs. Ling's surname is Xu, and Master Yang's name is Zhixu. I know Xu Zhixu. You never called me Xu before."
Is this the name?"
In the main room of a courtyard in the southern city of central Beijing, Wu Dingbang was tied up and sat on a chair.
Full of admiration and sighs, he asked the person at the other end of the room.
Otoyama was tied up a few steps away from him and gagged.
Yang Zhixu, who was on the other side, looked pale and frowned, occasionally coughing muffledly. He was half-relying on the bed with his eyes closed and a sword in his hand.
When he heard Wu Dingbang's question, he did not answer, and still closed his eyes to rest.
Seeing this, Wu Dingbang muttered to himself and continued: "That's right. I heard that Mr. Yang was from Liangzhou, a poor student, and he went to high school. He immediately went to Wenxiang Tower to redeem his wife, and he married her in a sedan chair. It was a great moment.
A good story. You know that I miss you, and you are very affectionate. The deep feelings are heartfelt. Is this the meaning of Mr. Yang’s name?"
Yang Zhixu opened his eyes, glanced at Wu Dingbang, and said sarcastically: "Master Wu is worthy of being valued by the emperor. He has been abroad for many years and only returned to Beijing three years ago. He even knows these things."
Wu Dingbang did not take notice of the irony in his words, and smiled and said: "Master Yang and I were admitted as Jinshi in the same year, so I paid a lot of attention to Master Yang back then."
Surprise flashed in Yang Zhixu's eyes: "You took the imperial examination in the same year as me?"
But why did he have no impression of Wu Dingbang before?
Wu Dingbang saw what he was thinking and smiled bitterly: "My knowledge is mediocre. When Mr. Yang was the top pick in high school, it was when I failed. Mr. Yang's talent shocked the capital at that time. How could he notice that we are ignorant?
A frustrated person?
Yang Zhixu remained silent, as if thinking about what happened back then.
Speaking of this, Wu Dingbang talked very happily: "When it comes to Mr. Yang's policy statement back then, I still remember some..."
Harem.
Zhichun followed Lihua and walked slowly under the shade of the trees towards Tingli Courtyard. The master and servant were very relaxed.
On the way, Zhichun asked: "Miss, why did you give the prescription to that old man?"
Do good deeds without leaving your name.
While admiring the scenery of the imperial garden, Lihua said: "No reason, just to be happy."
Zhichun let out a long "Oh" and said relieved: "Well, that old man is obsessed with getting the palace seal. He looks quite pitiful. We don't need it either, so we might as well give it to him."
"Yes." Lihua replied casually, in a good mood.
The two of them walked to Tingli Courtyard and saw Xiao Junzi waiting at the door. He immediately greeted them when he saw them: "Master, Wu Meiren has just arrived."
Zhichun immediately became furious: "Why is she here? It's not enough to annoy the master, but she also comes to bother her?"
I have never seen such a thick-skinned person!
Lihua's good mood was completely ruined. Without saying a word, she turned around and strode towards the Imperial Garden.
Wu Fang'er can't be shaken off like a dog-skin plaster, and she's too stupid to understand human speech, so it's useless to deal with her!
Look, Pear Blossom deliberately hurt people's feet, thinking it would stop, but she didn't expect it to happen again a few days later!
Now everyone in the palace is staring at Wu Fang'er, waiting for someone to take action against Wu Fang'er, but she doesn't know it.
At this moment, Lihuaxin has lost her temper, and it is useless to deal with Wu Fang'er. Then she can finally stop dealing with the people who instigated Wu Fang'er!
It’s the palace maid next to Wu Fanger, don’t think she can’t tell!
Xiao Junzi hurriedly chased after him: "Hey, master, master, before the slave has finished speaking, he left again!"
Lihua's eyes narrowed, she stopped and looked back: "Leaving?"
Xiao Junzi nodded.
Zhichun glared: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? You would have scared the master."
Xiaojunzi bowed his head and confessed honestly.
Lihua felt something was wrong: "Tell me more about what she did when she came here."
Xiao Junzi talks about everything.
Wu Fang'er sat on a chair and was carried into Tingli Courtyard.
Xiao Junzi took a look at the expression on the chair. He looked like a hen that had just laid eggs in the countryside, with an air of arrogance.
As soon as Wu Fang'er arrived, she aggressively looked for Lihua. When she found that she was not there, she immediately looked at her maid.
Then, as if he would not leave until he could wait for someone, Hong Zhidong went out to look for her, arrogantly despising Tingliyuan, and showing off her Jinghong Palace.
As she waited, Wu Fanger became increasingly anxious and looked at her maid frequently.
More than an hour later, Wu Fang'er's patience ran out and she said angrily: "I will never come to this haunted place again!"
Let someone carry her and leave again.
Lihua's eyes narrowed and she knew something was wrong.
With Wu Fang'er's self-righteous temperament, she would always act condescendingly when pestering her, and she would never "condescend" to come to Tingliyuan.
Lihua turned her head and said seriously: "If she comes again, if I stop her, I will tell her that I am not here."
Such a stupid person might do something stupid to her.
Nancheng, Beijing.
Wu Dingbang slowly recalled what happened that year, and he was full of praise when he mentioned the inspiration and emotion Yang Zhixu gave him when his imperial examination papers were posted.
Yang Zhixu then recalled what happened back then, feeling inexplicably feeling in his heart.
There was something Wu Dingbang didn't remember, so he couldn't help but interject a few words, and his attitude towards Wu Dingbang was no longer as cold as before.
When Wu Dingbang said the last words, his face was full of emotion and he couldn't help sighing: "...I didn't know the gap between me until I read Mr. Yang's paper. After I returned home, I studied hard. Whenever I couldn't get through it, I thought about Mr. Yang's paper.
.It can be said that without Mr. Yang, I probably wouldn’t be where I am today.”
Yang Zhixu felt a little nostalgic, but thinking of the current situation, he laughed at himself: "It's all over. If I could do it again, I would rather be like Lord Wu..."
Wu Dingbang was silent and sighed: "Mr. Yang, the sea of suffering is boundless. It's too late to turn back now. If you want to save your wife and children, why should you sacrifice the near and seek the far away? Why don't you surrender yourself to the Long Live Lord like me? In the future, I will tell you the whole story and the reason for your suffering. I will definitely speak for you.
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Yang Zhixu's eyes sharpened for a moment, and he smiled coldly: "Master Wu has said so much to me in the past two days, just to persuade me to go and die, so that I can live, right?"
Wu Dingbang shook his head: "That's wrong. I want to survive, but I also remember Mr. Yang's ambition and high-spiritedness back then."
Yang Zhixu was silent for a moment.
Wu Dingbang advised: "Now the people behind the scenes want to kill you and silence you, and the government is hunting you down. Do you think that by taking away my token, holding me hostage, and assuming my identity, you can find a chance to save your wife and children?" p>
Yang Zhixu's face gradually darkened.
He looked at Wu Dingbang coldly and said cruelly: "You don't need to tell me, I know that if I can't save anyone, I will have to bury you with you before I die!"
Wu Dingbang smiled and shook his head: "I am just an insignificant person. If I die, I will die."
He looked back at Yang Zhixu mockingly: "To say the least, Mr. Yang is very capable. Could it be that he rescued them just to make them wander and be hunted endlessly?"
"Master Yang is kind and righteous. From now on, your son will have no choice but to hide here and there. He will not be able to study openly. He will have no classmates, no friends, and will not be able to obtain academic honors. Even if Master Yang is very smart, there will be no room for him to use it..." These words stimulated Yang Zhixu, and his eyes were full of anger: "Shut up!