It's strange to say that it hasn't snowed in Jiankang City for more than ten years, but it has been snowing all day long these days. But those literati and poets also like these things, so they can't say anything.

The Sharli is one of the few great scholars in Jiankang City. In other words, this person is an old man with a reputation but is indeed very talented. When the Ming Dynasty was destroyed, the Sharli has been living in the Jiankang City incognito and borrowed a fake name called the Sharli. As for the real name, it has long since returned to the dust and the soil, and has been buried in the long river of history.

Charlie has never been so nervous in his life. Logically speaking, he is a very famous scholar and should not be so nervous at this time. After all, it has been so many years of ups and downs, but Charlie is still very nervous today because he wants to meet someone. This person may be related to whether his lifelong wish can be realized. Of course, he will be nervous, or, if he is alone, he will be nervous.

In any case, a wish that is about to be fulfilled for many years is worth celebrating and nervous. One of the most fundamental shortcomings of this person is because people have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. People will be happy for what they like and unhappy for what they are bored.

Not far away, a servant ran over and said a few words to Charli's ear. Charli stood up. The old and turbid eyes contained a pleasant atmosphere. The glittering eyes made the wife, who was sitting beside him, very confused. She seemed to have seen the young man who could give everything for the country thirty years ago.

She touched her face and was already old, but wasn’t she attracted by this person’s eyes back then?

Charli looked at the servant and hurriedly said, "Come to bring that young man here, my wife and I are waiting here. Remember, you must be respectful, do you know?"

The servant looked at the light in his eyes and the warmth in his tone, and naturally knew how this visitor looked like a person of the same level. He quickly responded and went there. To be honest, even if Charli did not give him instructions, he did not dare to neglect, because the young master stood there, which made people feel extraordinary, not to mention that the young master was holding a prayer letter written by his master!

Charli sat there, unconsciously picked up the teacup and took a sip. The wife beside him was also amused when she saw it, looking at him and said, "You, why haven't you become calm after so many years? That young man is so important?"

Shaerli just smiled and looked at his wife and said, "Mrs. I don't know anything. The ideas and policies proposed by that person are the first to none. Besides, did Fengyang say that a few days ago? The young master Yunhua is still proficient in military tactics. For some reason, such a person did not enter the court of Daliang. Instead, he became an idle Yun Yehe and was found by Fengyang. If such a person is really as powerful as Fengyang said, he is afraid he will be another Bowen Gong."

A hint of surprise flashed through his wife's eyes. Is this man so powerful? Another Bowen Gong? How could it be? But she knew that her husband never lies, so she didn't refute, just sat there waiting.

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Outside the gate

Zhao Rong was dressed like that as usual, and then stood quietly waiting for someone to open the door for him.

He was so handsome and extremely handsome. With this bookish look, no one of the pedestrians who came and went on the road was curious about who this person was? If it weren't for the fact that the southerners were all pretty and gentle, I'm afraid there were already big girls and little girls smashing things. But even now, there were women coming and going on the street looking at him secretly.

After a while, the door opened. Zhao Rong saw the servant who had just said to report and ran to him, saying to himself in a tone that was more respectful than before: "Young Master has been waiting for you for a long time. Sir is waiting for you in Lu Huating. Please come with the younger one."

Zhao Rong smiled, then nodded gently. He turned around, but didn't know where to look, and then walked in quietly, just like that glance, just a habitual look back.

The gate of Xia Mansion was slowly closed, and the women on the way turned around in disappointment and chattered about who Zhao Rong was looking at just now.

There were two people sitting on the second floor of the small teahouse opposite the Xia Mansion, two old men in gorgeous clothes, now the two old men had a little dissatisfaction and fear on their faces.

The old man in purple clothes looked at the old man opposite him and said, "Old Jiang, that boy is probably already aware of us. I wonder what we should do next?"

The old man who was called Lao Jiang was calm. He looked at the purple-clad old man in the opposite direction and said, "Old Cai, if Cai discovers it, he discovers it. What is there? Can he still run to the lord to complain? Why can we make the current plan? It's just that the lord has already agreed to let us fight like this. Maybe this is the lord testing the lord Yunhua."

The old Cai glanced at the closed Xia Mansion and said, "Old Jiang, what did this old Xia do for this kid? He actually gave the kid a visiting post written by himself. You and my brother have been busy for so many years for this lord, but they have not been able to see this old Xia."

Lao Jiang smiled faintly, then picked up the teacup on the table and looked at Lao Cai and said, "It's just that the lord came to stand up for this young master Yunhua. After all, I have been waiting for so many years. Even if the lord trusts this person's ability, he will leave some people for him."

Lao Cai stopped talking, but looked at the closed Xia Mansion gate and felt even more dissatisfied. He was different from Lao Jiang opposite him. Lao Jiang is not a child of Confucianism, he is a disciple of the Legalist school. He does not understand that such a Confucian scholar despises himself for a kind of approachable reception, especially since he has not received the reception himself.

Lao Jiang ignored him and just looked at him and said, "Old Cai, this is not the time to get upset. How are you going to prepare for that matter? If something goes wrong, we will be fine after planning for nearly half a month. It is also the only opportunity to make Yun Hua lose his lord's support."

Old Cai smiled, and after a moment, he sorted out his inner emotions and said, "Old Jiang, you just need to worry. I, Old Cai, did things, I, didn't miss it."
Chapter completed!