Shanglu and Changshan looked at each other, and they saw doubts in each other's eyes.
"The habit of cutting sleeves? What is the habit of cutting sleeves?" The two of them were stunned for a moment before Shang Lu turned to look at Uncle Qin: "Have you never heard of such a thing?"
"Huh? How could that be possible..." Uncle Qin was also puzzled: "But I just heard someone say that. Well, Shanglu, you have always been good at inquiring about information. Go and inquire quietly. Let's see.
What exactly happened."
Shangluca quickly responded. His master's reputation was at stake, so he naturally ran very fast.
There were not many people in the town, and news came and went quickly. Shanglu came back with the news within a quarter of an hour after he left home.
"It's all my fault for the matchmaker who came just now. When she saw that all the people in our yard were men, she said that we were all male pets raised by the young master. She talked nonsense about this and went back to the family who asked her to come to propose marriage.
This matter has spread, and in my opinion, it is better to call the matchmaker and threaten her severely, and let her come forward to clarify the matter herself." Shang Lu had an angry look on his face, and there was fire in his eyes.
"What clarification? If you ask the matchmaker to clarify it, maybe a worse rumor will come out tomorrow. We are trying to cover up the truth and force the matchmaker to come forward to explain. What if the story becomes darker and darker?" Uncle Qin glared.
Shang Lu glanced at the door, which was still closed, and sighed: "The master will come out later, let's ask him how to deal with it."
During dinner in the evening, Amber knocked on the door and invited Mr. Liu out. Everyone looked at his expression carefully. It seemed that the sadness from earlier had disappeared, and his expression was a bit indifferent.
After serving rice to Mr. Liu, several people stood behind Mr. Liu to wait on him. Mr. Liu waved his hand and said, "You all can go down to eat. There is no need to wait here."
The other three people raised their eyes and looked at Uncle Qin, winking, not knowing what message they were conveying.
Mr. Liu obviously saw it, frowned, and said softly: "What are you doing?"
Uncle Qin coughed twice, and then told all the rumors he had heard in the afternoon. Mr. Liu was holding the chopsticks and was about to extend his hand to pick up the food. He paused slightly, but for just a moment, he slowly retracted it and remained silent.
After a moment, he said calmly: "Okay, this will save you some unnecessary trouble."
Uncle Qin imagined that Mr. Liu would be unhappy and angry, but he never expected that he would react like this, so he hurriedly said: "Master, this is not possible. If they all talk nonsense like this, how will the master marry a wife in the future?"
"Get a wife?" Mr. Liu seemed to be deep in thought, and did not finish what he said for a long time. After a while, he smiled and said, "I'm afraid that I will never get a wife in my life.
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As soon as these words were said, everyone was startled: "Young Master, you must."
Mr. Liu waved his hand and said, "I'm going to have a meal, you go out first."
Seeing such a situation, everyone did not dare to disobey, so they had no choice but to walk out dejectedly. As soon as they went out, they turned to a corner where their young master could not see.
"Uncle Qin, what should I do if the young master looks like this?" There was a hint of anxiety on everyone's faces.
Uncle Qin didn't have any strange expression on his face. He just sighed and said: "Now none of us can persuade our master. He will never get the person he wants in his heart. But let's not be anxious. I think it's his destiny."
The woman destined to join hands for life has not yet appeared."
"He hasn't appeared yet, but the master is already in his thirties now." Amber's voice suddenly rose a little higher.
Uncle Qin raised his hand and knocked on Amber's head: "Keep your voice down."
Amber hurriedly glanced at the door and pursed his lips: "According to me, why not be more direct and go to Jincheng to tie up that person? That's it, right?"
At this time, both Shangluca and Chang Shan raised their hands and knocked Hu Hu's head: "Thank you for thinking about it. Do you know who the master is? That's..."
Shang Lu was silent, raised his hand and pointed to the sky: "If you keep talking nonsense, be careful of getting beaten."
Uncle Qin also glared at Hu Hu: "If tying up that person can solve the master's problem, I will definitely try my best to tie him up, but it's not like you don't know our master's temper."
After hearing this, everyone sighed in unison.
In the middle of the night, it began to snow. Nanxun Town was colder than Jincheng, and the snow fell heavier. Mr. Liu got up early, and Chang Shan hurriedly put on Mr. Liu the thick cloak he had made a few days ago.
He said softly: "Young master only has morning classes today, so you can come back early. There is no heater in the private school, so I'm afraid it will be very cold. I have installed a soup pot for you, and you can carry it with me later."
Mr. Liu smiled: "How can there be a teacher who still holds a Tangbao in his arms during class? Those students, who are seven or eight years old, have never complained about being cold. I'm not cold."
Chang Shan curled his lips and said, "They are all used to this kind of climate. It's much colder here than Jincheng when the young master first comes, so he can't adapt to it. If the young master doesn't want to take Granny Tang with him, just wear more clothes."
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Mr. Liu glanced at Chang Shan, then nodded and said, "Forget it, let's take Mrs. Tang with us."
After breakfast, Mr. Liu left alone through the back door and went to the private school across the street. After entering the private school and seeing a student practicing calligraphy on the snow with tree branches, he gave it to the student.
When I returned to the yard at noon, I was inevitably talked about for a while.
Mr. Liu didn't take it seriously and just said with a smile: "The day after tomorrow is the coronation ceremony of the new emperor, the private school will have two days off, and the Chinese New Year will be coming soon. After a few days, there will be fewer students in the private school."
Uncle Qin said with a smile: "Young Master can only rest for a few days. It's rare for us to have free time. Let's have a good New Year. Later, I will also go to the town to have a look and buy some New Year's goods."
Mr. Liu nodded and said with a smile: "That's your arrangement. I will write the characters "福" and the couplets."
Several people laughed and went about their business.
The weather was getting colder and colder. Mr. Liu also caught a cold and his voice was hoarse. Fortunately, since the new emperor ascended the throne, there was a holiday in the private school, so there was no need to go there. He just asked Uncle Qin to grab some medicine.
After drinking the medicine, I covered myself with a thick quilt on the soft couch and lay down reading.
When Shang Lu came in, he saw Hu Hua waiting for Mr. Liu to drink medicine, so he stood aside and waited.
After drinking the medicine, Hu Huo snorted to Shangluca: "Young Master is still ill, so don't bother him with trivial matters."
Mr. Liu laughed and said to Shangluca: "What's wrong?" His voice was still a little hoarse.
Shang Lu saluted and reported in a low voice: "In the past two days, there have been more people quietly transporting horses by at night, almost every night, and the numbers vary."
When Mr. Liu heard this, he was slightly startled, then sighed softly and said: "When it snows, there will be fewer people entering the mountain. There is no need to worry about being discovered, so they go more frequently, fearing that the war is approaching."
Everyone didn't know how to answer the question. Mr. Liu raised his eyes and looked at Uncle Qin and Shang Lu: "Is the Emperor Ning still still in Jincheng?"
Uncle Qin nodded: "The last time I heard news from Jincheng, I was here. I heard that I would have to wait for the Queen's Ceremony before setting off to return to Ning Kingdom."
Mr. Liu nodded lightly, pondered for a long time, and then said softly: "If Emperor Ning Guo leaves Jincheng after the enthronement ceremony, he will return to Ning Guo after the New Year. If His Majesty wants to start a war against Cangjue Qingsu, he will probably unite with Ning Guo.
At the same time, we should be more certain this way. Your Majesty, we should raise troops around February, and there is still time."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Qin quickly said: "Young master, do you want to take action?"
Mr. Liu closed the book in his hand and said softly: "When I get better and the private school is over, I will go for a walk nearby."
Everyone had been following him for more than a day or two. After hearing this, they knew that he wanted to take a look at the surrounding terrain, so they quickly agreed.
The disease came and went quickly. Within a few days, I recovered. However, the disease was cured and the private schools were closed. It snowed for a few days, and then the sun came up again. The weather looked good.
Liu Yinfeng had nothing to do, so he took Uncle Qin and Shang Lu out and prepared to go for a walk around.
Because it is close to the border, there are often soldiers patrolling near Nanxun Town. Uncle Qin had already explored the area where the soldiers patrolled, and took Mr. Liu directly around and into the mountain.
The snow on the mountain had not melted yet, so it was extremely difficult to walk. Mr. Liu had just recovered from his illness. After walking for half a day, he felt exhausted and leaned against a tree to rest.
Uncle Qin suddenly noticed something unusual around him, so he hurriedly protected Mr. Liu behind him and said softly: "Sir, there are footprints."
Mr. Liu was startled, and he dug aside the grass and saw footprints, which were particularly obvious in the snow.
"If you can see shoe prints, someone must have been here." Mr. Liu said calmly, raising his eyes and telling Uncle Qin and Shang Lu: "You two have a look around, but if someone else has entered the mountain, don't go too far.
I'm a little tired, let's take a rest here."
Uncle Qin and Shang Lu looked at each other. They were quite confident in their martial arts, and they had often done this when exploring the terrain with their young master. The two of them nodded and walked in opposite directions.
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After walking out for a few steps, they heard a strange noise. The two of them secretly screamed something bad and hurriedly ran back. The situation in front of them made them feel anxious.
A strange-shaped scimitar was stuck across Mr. Liu's neck. Behind him stood a woman in Tsing Yi. Behind her, the woman even carried a basket with some unknown grass in it.
"What are you doing? Let go of our young master." Uncle Qin secretly observed the situation around him, thinking in his mind how to snatch his young master back from the woman's hands safely.
"What do I do? I also want to ask who you are and what do you want to do? In the cold weather, you run into this uninhabited mountain and sneak around and ask who you are?" the woman asked.
He curled his lips and shouted sternly, but because his voice had a babyish sound, it didn't seem threatening. (To be continued)
