Chapter Fifty-Eighth: The world, why not, a sword thing!
Ling Yuanzhou was sitting in the study. Ling Yuanzhou's study happened to be facing the Cuiqing Pavilion. Then the figures of Li Longqian, Ling Shiqing and others were reflected in Ling Yuanzhou's eyes. Ling Yuanzhou couldn't help but think of his daughter when he looked at it.
His wife, the only wife in his life, if there has ever been any vigorous love between Ling Yuanzhou and his own wife, there really is no such thing. Both of them have a calm temperament, and even when they get together, they treat each other with respect.
It was not until his wife died that Ling Yuanzhou knew that he could meet such a wife in this life because of the unparalleled merits he had cultivated in Ling Yuanzhou's previous life.
In a simple thatched house, there were a group of masked men holding cold knives, and the wife alone stood in front of the door. Even if she died, she would not move even half a step. Usually, the husband protects the children, but that time it was his wife who stood in front of the door.
Ling Yuanzhou came out to protect Ling Yuanzhou and Ling Shiqing. Ling Yuanzhou could not forget his wife's last words to bring up Qing'er. Those five short words made Ling Yuanzhou burst into tears. Ling Yuanzhou felt that he was too cowardly at that time.
But when I turned around and thought about it, even if I turned back, I might not be able to save their mother and daughter. This is a man's helplessness, a husband's helplessness, but it is also a father's responsibility. Ling Yuanzhou didn't take a step forward, and every time his wife shouted,
It stung Ling Yuanzhou's heart severely, but Ling Yuanzhou couldn't look back because he knew that his wife did this just to see him and his daughter live. In the end, Ling Yuanzhou really didn't look back, even if his wife died in a random knife attack, Ling Yuanzhou
Never looked back.
During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, during the three years that King Gou Jian of Yue was in the Kingdom of Wu, Gou Jian and his wife slept in a stable, worked as grooms, and pulled carriages. They were fed up with the ridicule and insults of the Wu people. The life they once enjoyed as princes was incomparable to heaven and earth. That's it.
Wu Zixu still refused to give up. He actually asked Gou Jian's wife Yayu to sleep with the envoy of Qi. This was unbearable, but Yayu endured it and so did Goujian because they knew the consequences of not bearing it.
It was not the story that touched Ling Yuanzhou the most. The story that touched Ling Yuanzhou the most was when the horseman of Wu State raped Gou Jian's wife. No matter how many times Yayu shouted, "Save me, king, save me," Gou Jian stood outside the stable and remained motionless. A little horseman,
Even a little groom can insult his wife, and Gou Jian never had any reaction. What kind of state of mind is this? How many people in the world can tolerate such an insult?
Later, the most widely circulated story in the world was that Gou Jian tasted gallbladder while lying on the firewood, or tasted Fu Chai's excrement, indicating that Fu Chai's illness would be cured soon. However, in Ling Yuanzhou's eyes, these things stimulated Gou Jian far less than Ma Ma did.
In the shed, his wife cried out for help.
Gou Jian could watch the groom insult his wife without moving at all. Ling Yuanzhou also watched the thief Han Dao hack his bully to death without looking back. Who can understand the hatred that has been suppressed in his heart for so many years? Who can see it?
See? So Ling Yuanzhou didn't want Ling Shiqing to be hurt again no matter what, but he also knew that he might not be able to stop his daughter. There were some things that he couldn't stop by himself alone.
…
Lakeside.
"Why do you have to go out to learn martial arts? Wouldn't it be better to be the eldest daughter of the city lord in your family?" Li Longqian looked at Ling Shiqing calmly in the breeze and asked.
Ling Shiqing suddenly turned around when she heard this, looked down at the lake, then looked at the blue sky, and said with a smile: "I want to go out and have a look to see what this world is like in people's mouth.
"
"What do you think Jianghu should look like?" Li Longqian walked to the bench as he spoke, then lay on the chair without caring about his image, squinting and looking up at the sky.
Ling Shiqing originally planned to sit next to Li Longqian, but she gave up the idea after seeing the man lying down. She walked briskly for two steps by the lake, then looked at Li Long and said with a smile: "
The rivers and lakes in my eyes should be like what is written in the book. The dusk wind blows in the Changqi Tavern, knights come and go, three or four stories are passed, and the wine bill is two or two. He talks about the rivers and lakes as a play, and one dream is lamentable, which is indescribable.
Remember, after waking up, I fell into a trance again."
Li Longqian was slightly startled when he heard this, and then said with a smile: "What a coincidence, the Jianghu in my eyes is the sword in the sheath, the moonlight is beautiful. The rain in the sword pavilion falls in the corner of the eye. I have a small heart, but I heard that Youzhou Wolf, also
Loneliness. The man in white, the old man in coir raincoat. The night is thick and the wine is just right. What matters in the world is a matter of swordsmanship!"
"That's a good sentence. It's okay to do everything in the world with just one sword!"
Ling Shiqing praised Li Longqian with a smile. Ling Shiqing knew that the original sentence in the book should be "Everything in the world, why not pick it up with a sword." Li Longqian just replaced the word "pick" with "thing".
word, but this word "matter" is far more domineering than the word "pick".
"But don't forget that the last line of this poem is a quatrain written with ink, and the pen is full of sadness. He said that the world of mortals is like a play, and there is nothing to fear about life and death. We just sigh that we have not cherished each other." Li Longqian patted his butt.
reminded Ling Shiqing.
Ling Shiqing looked at Li Longqian and was slightly startled, then asked with a smile: "I told you there is nothing to fear about life and death!"
"But I'm afraid that there will be no chance in the world of mortals." Li Longqian shouted with wide eyes.
"Even if there is no drama, you have to enter this world of mortals first. If you are afraid of not having drama, you will not enter the world of mortals. How is this different from not studying if you are afraid of not getting the top prize?" Ling Shiqing also said to Li Longqian with wide eyes.
Their eyes were facing each other, and the air around the green pavilion seemed to have solidified, and the lake seemed to be calm. Even Banban, who had just watched the two of them compare poems, hurriedly hid in the bamboo forest. Li Longqian looked at
Ling Shiqing looked at Ling Shiqing, and Ling Shiqing looked at Li Longqian. Neither of them spoke, but neither of them shifted their gaze. They just looked at each other quietly, listening to the sound of wind and water.
"It's impossible not to study. This book has a beautiful face and a golden house. It doesn't make sense to stop studying if you're afraid of not getting the top prize."
Just as the two looked at each other, a very discordant voice sounded in the green pavilion. Li Longqian and Ling Shiqing turned their heads almost at the same time, and shouted the word "Go" almost at the same time.
"You guys keep going, you guys keep going." Ming Leyou looked at the two men looking so vicious, and quickly scratched his head and smiled, dragging Ming Mengzhi to the lake, pointing at the water and asking: "Look at Meng Zhi.
Isn’t this lake nice?”
"Master, what are the two of them doing?" Ming Mengzhi looked at Li Longqian and Ling Shiqing with big watery eyes and asked curiously.
"You don't have to worry about them two, and don't call me young master, I've said it many times." Ming Leyou frowned and reminded Ming Mengyi.
"I understand, young master." Ming Mengzhi nodded slightly.
"..."
After Li Longqian and Ling Shiqing looked at each other for a moment, Ling Shiqing snorted coldly, and then shouted to Mingleyou who was squatting by the lake watching fish: "Little nerd, what are you doing at my house?"
"Can you please stop calling me little nerd? I have a name." Mingleyou stood up and replied helplessly.
"Okay, little nerd, why did you come to my house?" Ling Shiqing nodded slightly.
"I told you not to call me a nerd..." Mingleyou was speechless.
"Master, why did she call you little nerd?" Ming Mengzhi asked curiously.
"I told you not to call me Master." Mingleyou was speechless.
"Little nerd, let me ask you something." Ling Shiqing was in a very bad mood now, so her tone of voice was also very bad when she spoke.
"..."
Mingleyou looked at the two women beside him, shook his head helplessly, then looked at Ling Shiqing and said, "I'm here to say goodbye."
"We have never met, why are you saying goodbye to me?" Ling Shiqing rolled her eyes at Ming Leyou.
"I'm here to find him." Mingleyou pointed at Li Longqian and said.
"Master, is he the interesting person you mentioned?" Ming Mengzhi looked at Li Longqian and asked with a smile.
"I told you not to call me Master." Mingleyou corrected helplessly.
"I know." Ming Mengzhi curled her lips helplessly and then murmured in a low voice, "Master, you are so long-winded."
"..." Mingleyou glanced helplessly at Ming Mengzhi, then walked to Li Longqian's side, first saluted Li Longqian and then said with a smile: "Li Shaoxia, I am leaving Le'an City soon.
, came here specially to say goodbye.”
"Where are you going?" Li Longqian lay on the bench and glanced at Mingleyou sideways.
"I don't know, I'm going on a study tour." Mingleyou shook his head slightly.
"Did your grandfather ask you to go, or did you go on your own?" Li Longqian asked again.
"Both."
"That's good, don't always listen to your grandpa. What he said is just what the old man said. We young people don't have to listen." Li Longqian sat up and looked at Mingleyou and gave instructions.
"Haha." Mingleyou grinned, neither refuting nor agreeing.
Li Longqian turned to look at Ming Mengzhi by the lake, then patted Ming Leyou on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You are taking a beautiful woman with you on a study tour? You really know how to enjoy it."
"I insisted on going out with my young master." Ming Mengzhi replied to Li Longqian with wide eyes after hearing this.
"Haha, in addition to studying, your young master also needs personal care for other things." Li Longqian nodded slightly, then looked at Ming Mengzhi and shouted: "Aren't you afraid that if you meet a bandit, your young master will sell you?
?This kid can run really well!"
"You don't have to worry about this. I'll be happy to sell it."
Ming Mengzhi had been listening to Mingle say that this man was an interesting person, but after saying these three or two sentences, Ming Mengzhi felt that there was nothing interesting about the man in front of him? Not only was he boring, he was also full of bastards. He was simply a jerk.
The gangsters in the countryside may not be as good as the gangsters who have studied for a few days. I really don't know how the only friend in the young master's heart could be such a person.