Vol 2 Chapter 1: Supervisor's gift

It seems there is something urgent, they are Da Lang's colleagues, is it related to Da Lang?
　　 Doorman Lao Zhang bowed his head and nodded: "Three adults follow me."
　　 Nangong Qianrou got up, led by the porter Lao Zhang, went through the front hall and came to the backyard. From a distance, I saw a young child wearing a small cloth bag, his appearance could only be regarded as cute, and he was led out by a girl in a stunning long skirt.
　　 Immature and slumped mouth, with a reluctant look on his steps.
　　 The two sides had a face-to-face meeting, and the girl stopped and looked at the three guards in amazement.
　　 "Three adults have something to see the master." The concierge Lao Zhang explained.
　　 Xu Lingyue nodded reservedly, retracted her gaze, and pulled Xiaodouding away.
　　 Xu Lingyin was dragged by her sister with one hand, and the other hand was raised, pointing at Nangong Qianrou with short fingers, and shouted:
　　 "What a beautiful sister, as beautiful as my mother."
　　 Pretty sister? ! The expressionless Nangong Qianrou almost broke her skills, turned her head in disbelief, staring at Xu Lingyin, her eyes twitching constantly.
　　 Is this kid a fool? Are the eyes for decoration?
　　 He raised his head slightly and let the child look at his Adam's apple. But the stupid child didn't realize what he meant, and kept yelling:
　　 "Sister, you are as beautiful as my mother."
　　 She seems to think that being as beautiful as her mother is highly regarded.
　　 Nangong Qianrou walked away, changing to someone else who dared to say that he was a woman and had to peel off his skin if he didn't die. It's just that he is dignified and golden, and he doesn't bother to be as knowledgeable as a child.
　　 Xu Lingyue watched the back of Nangong Qianrou's three people and entered the hall.
　　 "Why isn't my sister leaving?" Xu Lingyin raised her slapped face.
　　 "I'm the elder brother's colleague, let's go to the school later." Xu Lingyue said softly, leading her sister back.
　　 In the back hall, Xu Pingzhi, who had just finished eating, hurriedly got up and greeted him, a little puzzled, a little frightened, and said, "Master Jin Gong."
　　 Tangtang Jin Gong actually came to Xu Mansion, which Xu Pingzhi did not expect.
　　With the noble status of the golden gong, even if Xu Qi'an is playing like a fish in the yamen, it is impossible to condescend to the home of a gong.
　　 Unless there is something important.
　　 This golden gong is a beautiful life. From a distance, I thought it was a woman, no worse than the male and female Erlang...Xu Pingzhi thought.
　　 "Pretty sister."
　　 Xiaodouding followed Xu Lingyue back, stood at the threshold, and screamed as if to please.
　　 This kid is really annoying, when you cry... Nangong Qianrou frowned, thinking of Xu Qi'an's death, her heart sank involuntarily.
　　 He glanced over Xu Pingzhi and looked at the beautiful woman at the table. The child was not false, she was indeed a beautiful woman.
　　 "Master Jinluo came to the humble house, what can I do?" Xu Pingzhi asked.
　　 Nangong Qianrou retracted her gaze, was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Bronze gong Xu Qi'an has died in Yunzhou. This official is here to give the silver shirt."
　　 said, he spread out his palms, and the gong behind him passed the silver silently.
　　 Nangong Qianrou handed Xu Pingzhi three hundred taels of silver shirt. Xu Pingzhi did not accept it. He was stunned, like a stone carving, motionless.
　　 Even the eyes are frozen.
　　 Xu Qi'an died...Nangong Qianrou's words seemed as if thunder exploded in Xu Pingzhi's ears, the soul of the explosion was scattered, and the heart was broken.
　　 For an instant, I felt that the whole world was losing its color, my mind was filled with bad news, and my thoughts were lost.
　　 Xu Qi'an is his nephew and the orphan of his elder brother. How is he different from his son after raising him for 20 years? No, even more affectionate than a son.
　　 Xu Ershu has always had a strong sense of responsibility to Xu Qi'an, because he is the orphan of his elder brother and the only survivor.
　　 Raising him, watching him marrying a wife and having children, opening up his long house, is Xu Pingzhi's best wish in this life.
　　 Now, this nephew is gone. If you don’t, it’s gone?
　　 In a muddy night, Xu Pingzhi suddenly heard the sound of falling. He looked back and found that his wife had fainted.
　　 "Sister, why did you die?"
　　 Xu Lingyin did not understand, she raised her head and looked at Xu Lingyue next to her.
　　 Xu Lingyue did not answer, she stood silently, like a lifeless paper flower, beautiful but pale.
　　 The doorman old Zhang burst into tears: "To die in the service is to die."
　　 Nangong Qianrou sighed inwardly, put the silver on the table, and said: "In three or five days, the bones will be sent back to the capital. Please prepare for the funeral in advance."
　　 The urgent document of eight hundred miles, naturally, arrived in the capital earlier than the bones.
　　 After speaking, Nangong Qianrou turned around and left.
"you're lying!"
　　 There was a roar like a little lion, and Xu Lingyin stopped in front of the three guards and stared at Nangong Qianrou fiercely.
　　 A six-year-old child, already knows what death is.
　　 Nangong Qianrou didn't respond, bypassing Xu Lingyin and continuing to walk outside. But Xu Lingyin refused to let him go, chasing him to death, and yelling: "You lie, you lie..."
　　 The child’s thinking is very simple, as long as he convinces the liar and asks him to take back what he just said, the eldest brother can come back, as long as the liar is defeated, the eldest brother can come back...
　　 Nangong Qianrou speeded up her pace and left Xu Mansion with two gongs. After walking a long way out, he looked back uneasy.
　　 The child persisted in chasing it out, standing alone at the door, crying, his body trembling constantly.
　　 is like a little beast abandoned by people.
　　 Nangong Qianrou suddenly regretted it. He should wait for a while until the child went to school to tell Xu Qi'an's death.
　　 "Take her back and let her family take care of her." Nangong Qianrou turned her head and ordered the gong on the left.
"Yes."
　　 Xu Mansion, took his fainted wife back to the room, Xu Pingzhi went to the front hall to look for her daughter's figure, intending to give some relief, but Xu Lingyue sat quietly at the table, her eyes hollow and motionless.
　　 Xu Ershu let out a sigh of relief, summoned Lao Zhang, the concierge, and said in a deep voice: "Send someone to the academy and tell Erlang the news so that he can return home as soon as possible."
　　 Lao Zhang wiped his tears and nodded, then stepped back.
　　 Actually, few people in the mansion can ride horses. No matter the degree of importance of the matter or the perspective of time, it is reasonable for Xu Pingzhi to visit Yunlu Academy by himself.
　　 Doorman Lao Zhang knows that the master can't ride a horse now.
　　......
　　 It takes two hours from the capital to Qingyun Mountain. If the horsemanship is not good enough, the time will be longer.
　　 Xu New Year came back to the house at noon. He came back alone, and the messenger was left behind by him.
　　 rushed to the gate with a horse, Xu Xinian pulled the horse's rein fiercely, the horse stopped abruptly and raised its forefoot high.
　　 Before the horse's front hoofs fell, Xu Xinnian had turned over and got off his horse. He rushed into the house with a pale face. When he crossed the threshold, he tripped and fell to the ground severely, breaking his forehead.
　　 Unconsciously, he staggered up and stumbled into the house. He saw his family in the back hall, his mother who was weeping, and his lifeless sister.
　　 Of course, there is also Xu Lingyin sitting alone on the steps outside the front hall, scribbling on the ground with a dead branch.
　　The bad news came. The adults were immersed in grief and ignored the children's feelings. Xu Lingyin did not dare to ask, did not dare to speak, and could only sit alone on the steps without saying a word.
　　 Xu Pingzhi's eyes were red, looking at him, and whispering: "Erlang, your eldest brother...no more."
　　 Xu New Year's body shook, and his eyes turned black.
　　...
When 　　 came over at noon, the sky became gloomy and the cold wind raged. Immediately afterwards, there was a heavy snowfall.
　　 This is the first snow after the Spring Festival. Not long after, snow covered the roof, covered the treetops, covered the paths, and the whole world was covered with a thin piece of silver.
　　 Imperial Palace, Royal Garden.
Prince 　　 invited the second prince, the fourth prince, the sixth prince, and the three princesses to enjoy the snow at the Qingji Pavilion.
　　 The charcoal was raging, and there were fine wines and food on the table. The prince took a sip of wine and laughed:
　　 "There was a snowfall last year. I thought I would see the snow scene again, and it would be the end of the year. I didn't expect the snow to come again just after the spring festival."
The third princess smiled and said: "I heard the sorcerer who made the almanac by the Si Tianjian said that the heavier the snow will be before the beginning of the spring, and the harvest will be agreed after the autumn. I don't know if it is true or false. Although this snow fell after the spring festival, it is not bad. It's time before the beginning of spring."
　　 The prince nodded with a smile, then looked at the fourth prince, and asked: "What's going on in Huaiqing? I stay in the dormitory all day, and send someone to find her out for a drink. She said she was unwell."
　　 The fourth prince shook his head dumbly: "I don't know."
　　 Huaiqing hasn't shown up for a while, originally he would occasionally gather with the emperor's brothers and sisters, but since a while ago, he directly thanked guests behind closed doors.
　　 Although the four princes and Huaiqing are the same compatriots, but the character of Huaiqing, brothers and sisters can't kiss each other.
　　 Hmph, it must be a faceless person who is shining by my light... Linan drank a sip and thought proudly.
　　 With the widespread spread of gomoku, her Lin'an name also shocked the capital. Just ask, under the princess's so dazzling light, the humble Huaiqing naturally had to shrink at home and dare not go out.
　　 Thinking of this, Lin'an happily took a few more sips, Hong Xia quietly climbed onto her round face, her charming and passionate peach blossom eyes were slightly blurred.
　　 The princes couldn't help but look at them a few more times. It is very pleasing to have a younger sister with an excellent appearance.
　　 Well, the word "cai" is still open for discussion, and the beauty is well deserved.
　　 Mounting is in Xu Qi'an's heart. In addition to fitting the image of the little queen of the nightclub, she is also the kind of girl who was very beautiful in the class when she was a young student, but she had very bad grades.
　　 The kind of female student who would frown and scratch her head when doing math problems.
　　 But because it is too beautiful, it is highly sought after by boys, and it will make other girls in the class hate it.
　　 while Huaiqing is a high-cold female academic bully, but because her personality is too arrogant, she will not be liked by girls, and she is privately jealous: Che, what's so great.
　　 The only difference between a high-cold female student and a coquettish female student is that the female student can kill other girls in the class. The female student can only pouting angrily.
　　 "This snow is auspicious, do you know the urgent document of eight hundred miles yesterday?" The prince started a topic.
　　"Zhang Xingying put down the Yunzhou rebellion?" said the fourth prince.
　　 The prince nodded: "The Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry of the Qi Party colluded with the witch gods to cultivate power in Yunzhou, and his heart is punishable. Fortunately, Governor Zhang has outstanding ability to see through the conspiracy and put out the rebellious party."
　　 After a pause, the prince looked at his sister Lin'an: "In this case, Xu Qi'an has made great contributions, and he was named Changle County son, which is worthy of the name."
　　 "Of course, Xu Qi'an is me..."
　　 When Lin'an heard the prince's brother praise Qi'an, she was happy in her heart. She was instinctive to show off, but when she heard the second half, she was stunned.
　　 "Prince brother...you, what did you say?"
　　 That charming and affectionate face, the sweet smile solidified a little bit, the peach blossom eyes opened slightly, but the expression was hollow, staring at the prince in a daze.
　　 "Oh, don't you know?" The fourth prince sighed:
　　 "That gong Xu Qi'an died in the service, it's a pity, a pity."
　　Bang...The wine glass shattered to the ground.
　　 Everyone looked towards Lin'an.
　　 Lin'an was unaware of his gaffe, her delicate and fair hands tightly gripped the sleeves of the prince, with a trembling cry: "Brother prince, don't laugh with me..."
　　 There was a crystal light in her eyes, and a pitiful pleading.
The prince was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly became gloomy. He brushed Lin'an's hand and said in a deep voice: "This matter is true. My father has already made an decree. When the bones of the gong are transported back to the capital, he decree to pursue it. seal.
　　 "Lin'an, pay attention to your own identity."
　　 The princess was so awkward for the death of a subordinate, the prince was sentimental when he was in Lin'an. He didn't want to go deeper.
　　 Lin'an withdrew his hand silently, got up without saying a word, and walked into the vast snow.
　　 "Lin'an, Lin'an..." The prince chased to the pavilion and shouted at her back.
　　 The red dress walked forward silently, and the snowflakes fell on her hair.
　　 The prince turned his head and roared at Lin'an's personal court lady: "Don't go and hold an umbrella for the princess."
　　 The maid just picked up the umbrella and was about to catch up. After hearing the words, she stopped, blessed her body towards the prince, opened the oil paper umbrella, and hurried to catch up.
　　In the pavilion, the princes and princes hadn't remembered yet, their expressions were blank.
　　 On the other side, the lady of the palace who had been butt-patted by Xu Qi'an, holding an umbrella, carefully looked at Lin'an's side face, not daring to speak.
　　 What a pity, that gong died... the maid sighed in her heart.
　　 Suddenly, she heard a soft choking, turned her head in shock, and saw Princess Lin'an burst into tears.
　　 "Princess?!"
　　 The lady of the palace gave a shuddering cry and looked around in a panic. Fortunately, there was a heavy snowfall and no one was around. She lowered her voice: "Why are you crying? Is it because of him?"
　　 "Hongu, Hongu doesn't know..."
　　 Tears slipped drop by drop, Lin'an raised his hand and pressed his chest.
　　 It's empty here.
　　.........
　　 "It's snowing, I like snowy days. I should wait for the snow to stop, then I can have snowball fights with the seniors, and I can make snowmen and snow horses."
　　Princess Huaiqing's residence, in the warm tea room, Chu Caiwei is holding a cup of tea, eating cakes, and looking at the heavy snow outside the window.
　　 She has a shallow pear vortex, and she enjoys a pleasant afternoon, with hot tea, delicious cakes, and watching the snow.
　　Princess Huaiqing is wearing a white palace dress. She has long been invaded by the cold and heat, and she is wearing summer clothes that highlight her figure.
　　 Regarding the chatter of a close friend in her boudoir, she ignored her, holding the scroll in her hand, but staring at Daxue in a daze.
　　 "Princess Huaiqing, what's the matter with you, these heavenly souls don't keep your house." Chu Caiwei felt that she was ignored, and she was very angry.
　　 In his bright black eyes, there were patches of white snowflakes, Huai Qing said quietly: "Caiwei, I am afraid that the letter written by this palace on your behalf will not be in your hands."
　　 Chu Caiwei ate the cakes carelessly and asked: "Why?"
　　 "He is dead."
　　 Chu Caiwei shook her hand and the cake fell to the ground.
　　...
　　Guanxing Building, Bagua Terrace.
　　 Chu Caiwei stepped down on the steps to the top of the Star Observation Building.
　　 Goose feathers were heavy snow drifting, and a thin layer of snow was accumulated on the Gossip Taiwan. Jian was sitting in front of the case, three feet in radius, and the snow did not fall.
　　 Chu Caiwei stopped behind Jianzheng, choked up aggrievedly: "Teacher..."
　　 "From childhood to adulthood, every time a senior brother bullied you, you cried and ran to complain to the teacher." Jian Zheng did not look back, smiling and drinking a glass of wine.
　　 "There is no brother bullying me." Chu Caiwei squatted her mouth, and cried out: "Xu Qi'an is dead, Xu Qi'an is dead, I'm so sad..."
　　 The supervisor was silent for a moment, turned his head and looked at the south, seeming to be watching something intently, and suddenly chuckled: "Good thing."
　　 Chu Caiwei cried more fiercely, stomping her feet hard, crying and cursing: "Bad old man, bad old man, my friend is dead, you still say good things, why don't you die."
　　 "How did you tell the teacher? The teacher has lived for five hundred years, but he hasn't lived enough yet. He has to borrow from the sky for another five hundred years." Jian Zheng said angrily.
　　 "Then, what you said just now should be said as a teacher." Chu Caiwei cried.
　　 "Speaking of good things for the teacher is naturally a good thing." Jianzheng said: "The year before last, I gave you the birth pills for the teacher. Have you taken it?"
　　 "What kind of pill?" Chu Caiwei wiped her tears.
　　 "Born out pill, one Jiazi only makes three out-of-body pills. The boy of Yuan Jing asked to be a teacher, and he dug out pills for him who didn't give him." Jian Zheng became even more angry.
　　 "Oh, it's in my bag." Chu Caiwei choked and said, "If you don't tell me, I have forgotten, and I can't use that thing."
　　 The supervisor nodded and smiled: "Remember, you gave Xu Qi'an the bodily pill."
"I do not have."
　　 "You gave it."
　　 "I don't have it, it's in my bag."
　　 "Shut up, you gave it. If someone asks you later, just say so."
　　 "Oh." Chu Caiwei cried again: "Teacher, Xu Qi'an is dead."
　　She has a habit of crying and crying when she encounters sad things. Just like when a child is wronged, he will cry to his parents.
　　 "You have just entered the sixth rank, so don't go out these days."
　　 After Chu Caiwei left, Jian Zheng spread out his palm, and an orange-yellow pill was lying quietly on his palm.
　　 Next, Jianzheng pulled out a strand of white beard and let out a breath.
　　The beard fluttered with the wind, drifting higher and higher, and suddenly swelled, turning into a big white bird.
　　 The big bird screamed desolately, hovering in the air for a moment, a dive, and took away the bodily pill in Jian Zheng's hand.
　　 Chu Caiwei returned to the room and looked down in the deerskin bag on her waist.
　　 "Why did the teacher suddenly tell me about the bodily pill, and said that he gave it to Xu Qi'an..." She choked and searched for it, but she couldn't find the boiled pill.
　　...
　　 "Do you trust Wei Yuan so much? Are you willing to tell him all the secrets of your body?"
　　 In the dim cabin, Yang Qianhuan sat cross-legged, with his back facing the coffin.
　　 The fact that Xu Qi'an was the illegitimate son of Wei Yuan, he knew for a moment that it was not credible, Xu Qi'an was 20 years old, and Wei Yuan had been an in the palace more than 20 years ago.
　　 "Dad is kidding, don't you know how to play it." Xu Qi'an sighed while lying in the coffin.
　　 "Trust is trust, of course. Wei Gong treats me well and is willing to cultivate me. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is so kind to me. But in fact, I am a little bit resistant to tell him the secret."
　　 "Why?"
　　 "How should I put it, Wei Gong's mind is too deep to be seen through. You never know what he is thinking. You also don't know how he will react after telling him the secret."
　　 "It's true that Wei Yuan, like my teacher, is a person with terrible thoughts. Even a man like me who holds the moon and picks the stars can't see through them." Yang Qianhuan said in a puzzled way:
　　 "Then why are you willing to talk to me about these things?"
　　 Xu Qi'an smiled and said, "Because Brother Yang is a man with a heart of innocence."
　　 Except for pretending to be hobby, I don't care about everything else.
Yang Qianhuan nodded, and thought it was weird, "I always feel that this is not a good thing...then have you ever thought of leaving the capital? Anyway, you are dead, and you can go anywhere. ."
　　 "But my family is in the capital, of course I have to go back if I can go back." Xu Qi'an sighed:
"I also yearn for the days of Qingshan walking the rivers and lakes with swords. But no matter where you go, there is a home in the world where you can go back at any time, so you won't panic. And once I leave the capital, I may not go back in my life Up."
　　 After a period of getting along, maybe it was too boring. The two started to talk casually, and gradually started to say something in their hearts.
"That's also true. When I was out, I felt at ease as long as I thought of Sitianjian’s seniors and teachers. It’s not really homeless~EbookFREE.me~ just traveling abroad." Yang Qianhuan nodded slightly.
　　 Xu Qi'an said that he would go back and ask Wei Yuan for advice, but he was actually perfunctory Yang Qianhuan, weighing the pros and cons of frankness in his heart.
　　 Wei Yuan is kind to him, he knows. But after confessing, did Wei Yuan choose to re-seal the gods, or to open his eyes and close his eyes? In the absence of reference materials, Xu Qi'an did not dare to take the risk.
　　 is not Wei Yuan's son after all.
　　 But he was reluctant to leave the capital and was embarrassed for a while.
　　 In addition, the monk Shenshu once asked him to keep a secret and could not reveal his existence. Xu Qi'an couldn't tell Wei Yuan the secret, how Monk Shenshu would react.
　　 You can't really believe that a god-like master is always a kind and happy face, and you really believe that he is a bodhisattva with great compassion.
　　 "Hey, force... Brother Yang, are you married?" Xu Qi'an asked.
　　 "No." Yang Qianhuan shook his head: "A woman is a burden, I don't need it."
　　 Like this, I still think that when you have with your wife, do you not allow her to look at your face? If this is the case, then you have only two ways to go: One, like the Yasheng of Yunlu Academy, become a man who always stands behind his wife. Second, be a man with a heartfelt heart.
　　 Thinking about it, Xu Qi'an couldn't help laughing.
　　 At this time, there was an unknown bird crying outside the ship, desolate and lonely, like the wailing of a night owl.
　　 Yang Qianhuan was taken aback first, then was taken aback, blurted out: "It's the breath of a teacher."
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　　PS: I will return to Beijing in the next chapter. I will change it first and then I will correct the typo when I go home from get off work.