A person's character must be related to his past experiences.
Presumably Ke Sanke's ability to hold back when faced with the humiliation of the Haotian Alliance must have something to do with the fact that he was once good at forbearing, right?
Of course, these are just Xia Shang's speculations. The reason why he was suspicious of Ke Sanke was just because Xia Shang felt that Ke Sanke was impure.
When he returned to his yard, Xue Baihe was already waiting inside.
"Leader, the old man in the Ancient Sword Sect that you asked us to monitor has finally found out."
"Tell me, who is that person?"
"It should be the former butler of Yue Yanzhi, the chief bachelor of the Hanlin Academy. It is not clear why he appears here. However, Ke Sanke, the head of the Ancient Sword Sect, seems to be related to the Yue family. The specific relationship has not been found out, but
I saw that Yue Yanzhi respected the old housekeeper very much, but the old housekeeper was not very polite to Ke Sanke."
"Not too polite?" Xia Shang was confused.
"None of Ke Sanke's disciples liked the old housekeeper, and there were even verbal conflicts. Later, Ke Sanke punished his disciples, and then he was reprimanded by the old housekeeper. People who knew about this were very surprised, and Tangtang
Why is the head of the Ancient Sword Sect so polite to an old housekeeper?"
"When did that old housekeeper get together with the people from the Gujian Sect?"
"We have been together since we came to Mingjian Villa. When we first came here, the old housekeeper sent two letters. Because they used carrier pigeons, I don't know where the messages were sent."
After hearing the news from Xue Baihe, Xia Shang had an idea in his mind. The specific situation was very close to what Xia Shang had guessed.
But the news brought by Xue Baihe did not make any substantial progress.
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After the turmoil, Mingjian Villa gradually became peaceful.
Jianghu sects have left one after another, and individual travelers and knights do not want to stay any longer. This is a serious disaster, and everyone needs time to digest it.
Gujianmen, led by Ke Sanke, said goodbye to the owner of Mingjian Villa.
The Gu Jian Sect group also left as the various sects left.
Returning to the ancient west wind road, the group of Gu Jianmen looked a little lonely under the afterglow of the setting sun.
There were many turmoils during this trip, not to mention everyone in the sect was poisoned, two of my junior sisters were almost plotted against, my senior brother was seriously injured, and later he was killed by Hao
The villains of Tianmeng were humiliated in public, and every incident was brought to light without any glory.
On the way back, no one in the sect could cheer up.
There was a carriage in the procession, but the person sitting in the carriage was not Ke Sanke, the head of the Ancient Sword Sect.
Ke Sanke has been sitting in his wheelchair for a long time, being pushed forward by Bai Hua.
The road was bumpy and the carriage was shaky, let alone a wheelchair?
The people sitting on it are uncomfortable, and the people pushing the cart behind are even more uncomfortable.
"Master, the carriage is prepared for you, how can you let an outsider..."
"Stop talking, I can walk a little longer while it's still dark."
Bai Hua twisted his eyebrows, thought for a long time, and then said: "Even if he is an old man, he cannot respect Master so much. Master is now the head of the Ancient Sword Sect. Even if he has had any interactions with him in the past, it is only in the past.
It’s over. Look at his philistine look, you don’t feel that Master is doing this out of respect at all, but instead feel that it’s what we should do, as if all of us disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect are his servants.”
"Don't talk nonsense." Ke Sanke said seriously, "Master was adopted by the in-laws' family and was taken care of by Butler Liu. Otherwise, Master would not be where he is today. What we people in the martial arts world pay attention to is that benevolence and righteousness come first. If others are unkind, we cannot be unjust.
.Besides, a drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring of water. No matter what the other party asks for now, as long as we can do it, we must find a way to do it."
"The disciple is just angry. After all, the master is the leader of the sect, and he is not the adopted son who was living under someone else's roof. Moreover, he is a guest, and we are the masters."
"Let's go, you don't have to worry about these things when you are in the world."
Bai Hua hesitated to speak, but when he saw his master being so calm, he couldn't help but admire him and thought to himself: "Master is the real knight in the world.
Half an hour later, it was getting dark, and the group stopped halfway along the official road, with no place to stay around.
"There was still a full hour's journey to the inn, and it was already dark before we arrived. It seems we have to make do in the wild tonight."
A disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect looked at the sky and said to everyone with a frown on his face.
"What? Living in the wild?" The car curtain was immediately opened, and the old housekeeper inside said angrily, "I'm a lot older, and I'm not going to follow you around, but you still want me to live in the wild? No!
Must find Yi
Pavilion.”
"Do you want an inn? That's fine. You can go by yourself when you get older. We can't walk anyway."
"Hey, I'm talking to your master, when will it be your turn to interrupt?"
"you!"
"Shut up!" Ke Sanke interrupted, "Go and do your own thing."
After hearing the master's order, the disciple who spoke angrily went elsewhere.
Bai Hua pushed Ke Sanke to the side of the carriage: "Steward Liu, it is indeed too late today. I can't find a better place to go in such a hurry, so I can only wrong you."
"Ke San, what are you doing? You walked slowly along the way. Why didn't you walk faster when you knew you couldn't make it to the inn?"
Bai Hua muttered on the side: "If I didn't take you with me, why would this old guy be walking so slowly?"
"Then what did you say, Nizi?"
"Steward Liu, the situation has become such that there is really no other way. It is better for you to stay in the carriage tonight than for my disciples to sleep on the ground."
The old man thought for a while, but seemed to have no other choice, and then said angrily: "I can only accept this night, and I must find a comfortable place tomorrow night.
"Okay, I will definitely have a comfortable place to stay tomorrow."
The old man then put down the curtain and returned to the carriage.
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It was past midnight, the moon was out of sight on the official road, the stars were sparse, it was desolate and desolate, the night wind was coming and going, and it carried a lot of moisture, as if it was brewing a rain that had not been seen for a long time.
Without any shelter, the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect were all sleeping on the spot.
Everyone was sleeping quite deeply. Butler Liu in the carriage seemed to have exhausted his experience, and a faint snoring could be heard from inside.
Only Ke Sanke was sitting in his wheelchair, looking at the sky and watching the storm in the night, his brows furrowed, as if he was worried about the coming heavy rain.
The wind drives the sand and dust, and there is always a rustling sound in the air.
But behind the rustling sound, a series of footsteps were getting closer and closer at this time.
The sound of footsteps can be hidden from the sleeping disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, but it cannot be hidden from the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect.
A cold light flashed in Ke Sanke's eyes, he turned his head to lock the direction of his footsteps, picked up the sword leaning on the edge of the wheelchair, and saw no one pushing him, but the wheelchair rolled forward on its own.