Chapter 37: Matsukaze

Then I remembered that I missed the auction last night. I never thought someone would deliver it to you today. I pulled out the sword and looked at it, both of them are excellent top grades. Compared with all the sabers I have seen in the past two days, they are sharper than a thousand times. Unfortunately, I can only choose one?
Yang Qingzhou smiled bitterly: "Qiuzhuang and Yijianzug cannot coexist and serve one master."
When I thought of Ye Tan, there was nothing to hesitate, and I stunned the ancient and simple one: "That's it."
Yang Qingzhou repeated his concerns and said, "You ... don't think about it any more?"
"That bag is too baggy, so it's not easy to get dressed," I said.
Yang Qingzhou took a deep breath: "Jungongzi, never say this, let the people in Qiuzhuang hear."
"Okay." I shook his hand friendly and waved, and Yang Qingzhou took the other sword away with a complex look.
This is a six-faced Chinese sword. It is dark and slender, with a sharp and narrow square. It has no extra decoration and no spikes, except for a small pine and cypress. Daqiao doesn't work, Tibetan Feng converges, and he is a great match for Ye Tan.
I stabbed my sword, and went around looking for Ye Tan, and I couldn't see him when I turned half a garden.
Around to lunch, he bumped into Yang Qingzhou again, grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Did you see Ye Tan? I found it all morning."
Yang Qingzhou looked at me dumbfounded and pointed at the tree: "This is not it?"
He looked up and adjusted the angle, and surely saw Ye Tan holding the sword sitting in the middle of the branches.
"Adam!" I called him down.
"And he has been following you on the roof since morning. What kind of trick are you two playing ..." Yang Qingzhou coughed awkwardly, holding the booklet and slipping again.
"It turns out you've been here, why don't you tell me." I ran all morning.
Ye Tan jumped to the ground, respectfully said: "The subordinate is a shadow guard, and is always around the master at all times, and the master calls it."
That's why, I nodded and handed him Huaizhong Jian: "A Tan, a sword grave for you. Do you like it?"
Ye Tan kneeled on one knee, took it with both hands, and said, "Thank you for your reward."
"That's not like it." I sighed.
"No. The sword ... is fine." Ye Tan said.
I don't know if it is an illusion. I think the communication efficiency with Ye Tan has dropped back.
I finally calmed down in the corridor and wanted to invite Ye Tan to sit with him, but he refused.
"Masters and servants are distinguished from others, for fear of misunderstanding," he said.
I wondered, "What about others? Sit down."
"Subordinates will misunderstand." Ye Tan said.
I couldn't help looking at him when I heard the words. It was late autumn. Most of the lotuses in the lake were defeated, but the duckweeds were scattered. Ye Tan Jingjing stood in the shadow under the corridor, his eyes fell elsewhere, and his thoughts were still unknown.
I do not understand.
Ye Tan has been saying things I do n’t understand recently. What am I missing?
"Atan, have I delayed your practice?" I asked.
"how you said that?"
"I only heard today that eating and drinking should be the care of a niece, and Atan is a guard, and should not be responsible for these. So far, Atan is doing things outside of his duties, but I take them for granted ... I'm sorry." I He apologized softly and pinched his fingertips next to him. "I will try to learn by myself later without disturbing you."
Ye Tan stayed blank and didn't answer.
I pulled his sleeve again: "Hungry." He paused and said, "Can't move."
Ye Tan squatted in front of me and motioned for me to climb up.
I hesitated, "You are a guard, you should not do this ..."
Ye Tan just said, "Come up."
"Oh."
I was lying on Yetan's back and thought, this world is really troublesome, why shouldn't the guards do the laundry and cook the warm bed? I don't know if I can convince him with more money.