The wife of Master Bi passed away due to illness more than ten years ago, leaving only Xiaolan as her daughter. She did not renew their relationship because she was afraid that her stepmother would treat her daughter badly.

In the past few days after Du Wenlin arrived, Xiaolan was particularly excited every day.

Send face wash to the room early in the morning:

"Master Du, please wash your face."

Du Wenlin felt a little sorry for Xiaolan's enthusiasm. After all, he was already engaged.

But the other party never asked about it, and it was hard for me to take the initiative to say it.

Xiaolan sat down on the chair, watched herself washing, and suddenly asked:

"The exam will not start until after the new year, and there is nothing to do in the capital now. Can Mr. Du stay here for a while?"

Du Wenlin was a little stunned, he didn't expect her to say this.

After a long silence, he said with a smile:

"The reason for going early is to study calmly, do enough homework, and not panic during the exam."

"Can't you still study here?"

"I've been bothering you for a few days, and I'm already feeling uneasy. Today I'm going to pack up and get ready to set off."

Du Wenlin thought to himself: I just happened to extend my hand to help someone, and just stay here and not leave. Isn't it a gentleman's behavior? Besides, if you are not related to someone, you will not make others gossip if you bother them for a long time.

When Xiaolan heard that he was leaving, her face showed disappointment and reluctance.

Breakfast consists of mutton soup and sesame pancakes. The weather is already very cold in the early winter in the north. Du Wenlin likes this kind of breakfast very much.

The driver, Lao Wang, is from Lishui, Nanjing. It can be seen that he also likes the food here, and his head is sweating after eating:

“You can’t have such authentic mutton soup in Nanjing.”

Du Wenlin looked at him and laughed a little in his heart: This old Wang has been missing the delicious food here for several days, and he didn't hurry on his way.

"The mutton soup in Mengcun is quite famous in Cangzhou. Many dignitaries traveled dozens of miles just to have a taste of it," said Master Bi with a smile.

Everyone was chatting while eating.

"Master Bi, I plan to leave for the capital today." Du Wenlin said after dinner.

Leader Bi was not surprised:

"Well, since the young master has decided to go on the road, I won't force you to stay. If you need me to help someone in the future, just let me know. I and the hundreds of disciples under me will go through fire and water, no matter what." At this point, the conversation became more interesting.

After a turn, his tone became much lower:

"Well, although there are many disciples, they are all from the surrounding villages. They come here to practice martial arts during the slack season. Most of the time, they have to work at home to cultivate a few acres of land to support their families. Therefore, their martial arts skills are not very good.

Otherwise, we would not have led only those few people to fight against the 'Red Faction' that day, for fear that having more people would be useless and would only increase casualties."

Speaking of the "Red Confession", Du Wenlin is also a little worried:

"I wonder if they will cause trouble again in the future?"

"It's hard to say. Alas, the Yanqing Sect has been passed down for more than twenty generations and has been passed down for nearly six hundred years. However, when it was passed to me, the talent has withered and the reputation has faded. It is because of my limited abilities. But even if Bi's martial arts is low, he must fight to the death to protect him.

This plaque left behind by our ancestors will not let traitors tarnish its reputation." He said it impassionedly and movingly.

"I'm telling Master, I've packed up Mr. Du's salute." Liu Ershan, the eldest disciple who was the first to appear on the threshing floor that day and almost lost his life to the "Five Tigers Cutting the Door", came in and said.

Head Bi looked displeased. Just now Du Wenlin just said that he was preparing to leave today, but he immediately went to salute and pack him up. Isn't this obviously driving people away?

Du Wenlin smiled and said:

"Thank you, Senior Brother Liu!"

Although I have only been here for a few days, I have already seen that this eldest disciple likes junior sister Bi Xiaolan.

So every time Xiaolan and Du Wenlin were together, he would look unhappy.

Farmers are not good at hiding their emotions.

Du Wenlin didn't take it seriously either. This place was just a place to stop occasionally. If it made people unhappy, it would be meaningless.

The group arrived at the entrance of the town, where Master Bi gave many instructions:

"If you pass by here again in the future, you must come to my house as a guest! If you need help from me, Bi, please send me a letter. Bi will definitely go there."

Du Wenlin was also moved by his sincerity and agreed one by one.

When she looked back, she saw tears in Xiaolan's eyes and she was about to cry.

"It's useless to be longing for lovesickness. It's just madness to feel melancholy." Du Wenlin sighed.

Soon, we arrived in Beijing.

I rented a clean house near "Gongyuan".

Because it is still early for the exam after the new year, not many scholars come to the capital to prepare for the exam now.

In addition to going out to eat every day, I closed the door and studied the books of sages.

In the middle of the night, I practiced the meditation and cultivation methods taught by Sanniang, and I didn't feel that the time was difficult.

Occasionally I think of the two elders at home. The weather is getting colder. I wonder if I have bought any winter clothes?

And Cuizhu, do you miss me as much as you do every day?

He also thought of Sanniang, a mother who, although she did not give birth to him, was still related to him by blood.

I wonder where she is now? I really miss her!

I had so many thoughts that it was difficult to calm down and read, so I simply got dressed and went out to see the night view on the street.

Winter has just entered, and snowflakes are actually falling in the sky.

The drums are ringing, it's the second watch.

The weather was cold and not a single pedestrian was seen on the street.

On such a cold night, walking alone on the street with gently falling snowflakes is a rare enjoyment.

The windows of the houses on both sides of the street have been darkened. Through the windows, you can occasionally hear the sound of couples playing in bed, as well as the snores of strong men sleeping after drinking.

"Shenchen is even more anxious,

Gradually the crowd died out.

Blow out the lamp and the window will be brighter,

The moon shines and it snows all day long.”

While chanting in a low voice, I looked up at the sky. It was snowing one day, but there was no moon.

I couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly, a black shadow leaped over the wall in front of him and disappeared inside the wall in an instant.

Perhaps because of my diligent practice of meditation and cultivation, I recently found that my eyesight is much stronger than before.

Therefore, I must have read correctly. Someone indeed entered that house through the wall.

At this time, in this weather, and someone breaking in through the wall, it must be either an adulterer or a thief.

This is a section of the back wall, more than one foot high.

Being able to climb over such a high wall shows that this person has the ability to fly over eaves and walk over walls.

Normally, he would occasionally pass by the front door of this house. The door had a tall lintel and there was an endless stream of guests coming and going.

The front door is wrapped in silk, and the streets are filled with beautiful carriages inlaid with gold and treasures.

At first glance, it looks like a wealthy family.

"Everyone sweeps the snow in front of his own door, and doesn't care about the frost on other people's tiles." I thought to myself and wanted to turn around and leave.

Just as I was taking a step forward, I suddenly thought, I have been studying the books of saints and saints for so many years, with the ambition of serving the country and praying for the people, but I turned a blind eye to the illegal things in front of me. Isn't studying the saints and saints in vain?

Stopped, looked back at the high wall, and thought about how to deal with it.

Go ahead and knock on the door to report this?

Not to mention whether you can knock the door open, but even if you knock it, will the other party believe you?

Maybe they will treat him as a lunatic or someone who wants to attack Qiufeng and get rid of him.

Forget it, let's wait here until the man comes out and we can act on his own initiative.

Half an hour had passed, and Du Wenlin was hiding at the corner of the wall, staring at the high wall.

Although there were snowflakes in the sky, I didn't feel very cold at all.

Stomping his feet, shaking off the snowflakes from his body, he smiled bitterly in his heart:

"The people inside the wall are warmly embraced and have sweet dreams, but I am waiting for them in the cold wind. This situation is really unbearable!"

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the wall. He rode on the top of the wall and used a rope to pull up a long bag from the inside. He then slid the bag along the wall to the ground outside. Then, he climbed down the rope and slipped down.

As soon as his feet landed, something suddenly hit him on his back. He thought it was an hallucination caused by mental stress, so he didn't pay attention. He bent down and tried to pick up his bag.

He was patted on the back again, and by this time he believed that it was not an illusion, but that someone was behind him.

Turning around suddenly, a man dressed as a scholar was looking at him coldly.

This person is young and not as good as a weak crown.

After seeing the other party clearly, he immediately gained momentum.

He pulled out a sharp knife from his waist, played with it deliberately, and then said:

"Are you having a hard time in the cold weather? Are you tired of life?"

Du Wenlin also saw this person and invited him. He was wearing black night clothes, about forty years old, with a hooked nose, fair face and no beard. Although he was taller than himself, he was thin.

"In this bright world, at the feet of the Emperor, you actually dare to enter people's houses at night and steal property. Aren't you afraid of the king's law?" Du Wenlin said coldly.

"Get out of here right now, as far as you can! Don't be ignorant, otherwise your life will stay here tonight."

It turned out that he was a rotten, weak scholar who did not know how to live or meddle in other people's business, which made the man in black very impatient.

As he spoke, he pointed the knife at Du Wenlin's chest.

Du Wenlin thought to himself that it was difficult to send this person away with his words alone, so he had to give it a try.

If you can fight hard, the sky has eyes, so that you will not die on the snowy night.

If you can't fight, you will be loyal to your ideals.

Without further ado, he reached out and grabbed the wrist of the man in black holding the knife.

The man in black never dreamed that the other party would suddenly take action, and as fast as lightning, his right wrist was caught by him in an instant.

I wanted to shake my hand and shake it off, but the hand was like an iron pliers and tightened around my wrist, which was heartbreaking.

The sharp knife had fallen to the ground, and he couldn't help but kneel down after being grabbed by that hand.

"If a good man spares his life, if he spares the villain tonight, he will be repaid in the future." He knew that only by being able to bend and stretch can he live a long life.

Du Wenlin didn't expect to subdue the opponent so easily and was quite surprised.

I originally had the mentality of risking my life, but I didn't expect that the opponent would be so vulnerable.

Du Wenlin hated this kind of unscrupulous person.

If you beg for mercy from the beginning, or leave the stolen goods and leave, you will definitely not embarrass him, because you have no confidence that you can defeat him.

Kneel down and beg for mercy now that you are at a disadvantage, it doesn't look like a robber at all.

If you spare him tonight, he may come out to harm others tomorrow night.

Du Wenlin stretched out his left foot, picked up the rope on the ground, and tied the man in black firmly.

The man in black thought that his martial arts skills were not weak, but he didn't expect that he would be in the hands of this frail scholar before he even took action. This humiliation made him want to cry without tears.

The opponent only used one hand to make him lose the ability to resist. That hand was like an iron clamp, no, more terrifying than an iron clamp!

The only thing left is to beg for mercy from the other party:

"If you let me go tonight, I will repay your kindness by being a cow or a horse in the next life."

However, this kid is very stubborn and doesn't care about this at all.

I let out a long sigh and thought to myself that I might have committed too many sins in my life, but I didn't expect that I would be carrying it here tonight, and that it would be carried in the hands of a young child.

At this time, there was a commotion in the yard and the lights were brightly lit. It must have been discovered that the home had been stolen.
Chapter completed!