Lady Yan picked up the wooden box, bowed silently, and quietly left.
Gu Fenglin picked up a bamboo flute and played a brisk tune.
A big bird with black feathers and white wings landed lightly in front of the window, tilted its head and looked at him, and said humanly: "Alin, Alin."
Gu Fenglin raised the corners of his lips, showed a faint smile, and stretched out his hand towards it.
The big bird flew up lightly and landed on his arm. Its golden eyes stared at him: "You have lost weight again."
Gu Fenglin showed a bit of tenderness and nostalgia, gently touched the big bird's head, stuffed a roll of paper into its anklet, and whispered: "Go. Tell him that I am fine."
Big Bird tilted his head to look at the anklet, then looked at him, and said in a very slow tone: "You have to take care and live well."
Gu Fenglin chuckled and said, "Go."
Outside the window, a fat and flexible black shadow lurked, leaped up like lightning, and pounced towards the big bird.
"Ah, the bitch cat killed the bird!" The big bird screamed, his whole body stiffened and he fell back, falling on the silk carpet, motionless.
Xuan Jin couldn't close in time and just happened to hang on Gu Fenglin's arm.
When it met Gu Fenglin's eyes, it shuddered slightly, put away its paws as if nothing had happened, retreated to the window sill and curled up in a ball, squinted its eyes, and made a "purring" sound, looking extremely well-behaved.
Gu Fenglin grabbed its top flower skin, lifted it up to his eyes, stared into its eyes and said: "Xiaohan has been working too hard recently and needs to replenish his body. I heard that the dragon-tiger fight is a great tonic, and it is also very delicious."
Xuanjin trembled and cried: "Meow~meow~"
Gu Fenglin slapped it and threw it away. It fell silently on the silk carpet and lay still.
The big bird let out a hoarse and weird laugh, flapped its wings and flew up to the window sill, looked at Gu Fenglin and said, "I'm leaving..."
The black figure flew into the blue sky, getting smaller and smaller, and soon disappeared.
Gu Fenglin closed the window, changed his clothes slowly, ignored Xuan Jin, and walked straight out.
Xuan Jin followed him shamelessly, hugged his calf and rubbed him again and again, rolling on his stomach, doing all kinds of things to please him.
Gu Fenglin picked it up and put it on his shoulder, and walked down the stairs slowly.
Old Man Gu drove out the carriage from the hiding place of the back door and said softly: "Sir, this is Gu Changgui."
Gu Fenglin got on the carriage and said calmly: "Let's go."
The carriage drove out of the county town, headed south, and entered a small farm.
A tenant farmer came out and saluted: "Sir, I am drinking tea in the left wing."
Gu Fenglin walked into the left wing slowly with an expressionless face.
A man about forty years old, with bubble eyes and an ocher silk robe, put down his tea cup, stood up and saluted: "Gu Changgui, please give my regards to the young master."
Gu Fenglin didn't react at all and sat quietly.
Gu Changgui looked at him carefully, frowned and scolded Old Man Gu: "How do you serve him? The young master is not in good health. He should stay at home, so why are you running around?"
Old Man Gu had no expression on his face and lowered his hands in silence.
Gu Changgui coughed dryly, looked at Gu Fenglin and said, "Master, please forgive me. It's not that I talk too much, but that the master gave me orders before I left."
Gu Fenglin sat down with his eyes lowered, gently stroking Xuan Jin's fur, but there was still no response.
A trace of disgust flashed in Gu Changgui's eyes, and he said loudly: "The eldest master said that judging from his crime, the young master should have died without a burial place! It is the mercy of the elders that he survived by chance! Now that I have come here, I can sit back and think about my mistakes and change my mind.
Think about how to atone for your sins..." (To be continued)