Chapter 210: The wanderer has returned home

Before the blind scholar approached the house in front of the alley, he happened to rescue the middle-aged man named Li in a remote street.
Wang Yanqing expressionlessly slapped several priests to death by the side of the street. There are not many people in Luoyang City who still hold the loyalty to the Academy, but they are definitely not uncommon.
Standing by the street, Wang Yanqing calmly said, "Li Fuyao is doing a big thing. You'd better follow me to avoid being calculated again."
The middle-aged man, formerly named Li Wenjing, had an ugly face. Looking at the blind scholar, he cautiously asked: "Is the minister Zhou still reluctant to let Fuyao go?"
Wang Yanqing's expression remained unchanged, but she said softly: "The Academy didn't care about that incident, and Zhou He didn't care about it. After all, in his opinion, Li Fuyao will definitely not come afterwards, whether it is life or death. If you trouble him, you can convince yourself that it is for the whole family, so you have peace of mind, but you have never asked Li Fuyao, whether he is willing or not, that's why today is the case, but if this is the case, it is not so. It’s complicated. It’s just that Li Fuyao happened to pick up the sword again, which happened to be the on the mountain in your mouth. The most coincidental thing is that he never forgot about it, plus the thing that happened before, now Li Fuyao of China is already in a deep trap, unable to extricate himself. Today is destined to have one party to die."
Li Wenjing's face was ugly, and his lips trembled.
Wang Yanqing said in a calm tone: "Since I can't do anything, I don't want to do anything. Sometimes it's the best help for him not to cause trouble."
Li Wenjing shook his head, and said bitterly: "In the past, I sacrificed Fuyao one person in exchange for the safety of the two of us. It was my father who was sorry for him. After he came back, I actually recognized him, but I didn't explain the reason. I feel ashamed in the bottom of my heart, but it was like this back then, and it is still like this now. I am still not an individual, Li Wenjing?"
Wang Yanqing asked with interest: "Is he unwilling to be pricked in the spine, or do you just care about him?"
Suddenly, Li Wenjing knelt heavily in the snow and bowed to Wang Yanqing to bow down.
Although Wang Yanqing was blind, his other senses were not bad at all. He naturally knew what he was doing, but he was still indifferent, but calmly asked, "Why, do you want me to save Li Fuyao?"
I thought I would get an answer that is not far from ten, but in fact I did not expect Li Wenjing to shake his head and say: "I thank you for being rescued by Mr. Li, and he has never repaid him. I never dare to put him in danger. I just hope that Mr. will tell me where is Fuyao. Then, ask your husband to help me take the message back to my wife and daughter, so that they can leave Luoyang City immediately."
Wang Yanqing looked strange, and after a moment of silence, he asked in a low voice, "You are an ordinary person, are you going to die?"
Li Wenjing spoke firmly, "I regretted what happened back then. Now if Fuyao died in Luoyang city like this, I would never be able to ignore it."
Wang Yanqing shook his head, "Why bother?"
Li Wenjing didn't speak, but kept kowtow. This man, abandoning his dignity, was shivering in the wind and snow, just to find a chance to die.
It sounds ridiculous.
Wang Yanqing moved his lips and uttered three words, "Dazaifu."
He really didn't want to see this scene again.
Li Wenjing raised his head, then slammed his head a few times, then got up and staggered to Dazaifu.
Wang Yanqing suddenly laughed at herself: "If you know that I will send your father to death, I am afraid that you will also find trouble with me."
Wang Yanqing's figure disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he had already reached the door of the house. He wanted to knock on the door, but he felt a breath at the door of the courtyard beside him.
Wang Yanqing turned his head and "looked" over there.
Su Ye, standing at the gate of the courtyard under an umbrella, said, "Sue Gong Su Ye."
Wang Yanqing was relieved. He solemnly saluted Su Ye, and then shouted Su Zhangjiao. As for other things, he didn't say or do anything. Even if he is a scholar, he is not a scholar in the school. Su Ye's respect is enough.
Su Ye originally waved at Wang Yanqing, but after a while, she realized that Wang Yanqing seemed to be really invisible, and then Su Ye smiled, "The wind and snow are too big, I have an umbrella here."
Wang Yanqing, who was already covered with snow, thought for a while, and finally walked towards Su Ye, and under an oil paper umbrella with Su Ye, Wang Yanqing thought for a while and said, "Master Su, Luoyang Does the head teacher know about things in the city?"
Su Ye nodded, "I know everything."
After hearing these four words, Wang Yanqing stopped talking. Su Ye said that if he knew it, he must know all of them, whether it was Ye Shengge, the Taoist seed that night attacked that night, or the current Li Fuyao was set by the school. If you are stuck, you know it all.
Wang Yanqing opened his mouth, still asking: "The head teacher also wants the boy to die?"
Su Ye stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at Ye Shengge, who closed his eyes under the eaves, and shook his head and said, "The reason why I am standing here is that I want to continue the school's game. It's not that I want him to die. Whether he cut it open with a single sword or was beaten to death has little effect on me. It’s just that if I act, I will fall behind. The chaos in the academy over the years has become more and more complicated. Gong doesn’t even have a table that can be quietly learned. I appeared in Luoyang City today, but I just wanted to squeeze those things. As for the young man, it’s not worth my shot."
How straightforward is this statement?
Wang Yanqing frowned slightly, and in the end he just sighed, "The three teachings and the swordsman are in the same line, in the final analysis, they are two opposites."
Su Ye smiled at this.
This is the case in the world, there is really no right or wrong.

In the alley battle, the winner has not yet been decided, but Li Fuyao is in a miserable situation in the following battle.
Battered.
The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, almost unable to hold the blue silk.
His lower abdomen was cut by the strings, and there was a bleeding wound, and the sword spirit in the spiritual palace was even more empty. Although Li Fuyao was stabbed by Li Fuyao in the concierge in front of him, the injury was actually far less than Li. Fuyao is heavy.
Li Fuyao, who was gradually blurring in front of him, saw a figure appearing in the distance, and the middle-aged man trot all the way.
Li Fuyao was taken aback, then squeezed the corners of his clothes, then bent over and held up a handful of snow, and wiped all the blood on his face. He was like a kid who was out to play around and saw his father, afraid that he would see him. It looks like this.
It is like a wanderer who has been away from home for many years. When he returns to his hometown, he just wants to show the most glamorous side to others.
Li Fuyao wiped the blood, and suddenly he couldn't make a sound.
She burst into tears.