Chapter 292 Good dreams are the easiest to wake up from
Half an hour later.
The carriage slowly stopped at the entrance of a mansion. Li Wutong entered the mansion accompanied by several guards and walked out after about two-quarters of an hour.
Looking at Li Wutong who was sitting across from her again, Wei Changtian did not ask what she had said to Shen Shulin. He just stretched and told You Jia to take out the cards and fight the devil.
"Wow, wow, wow~"
You Jia quickly shuffled the cards, but Wei Changtian was not in a hurry to touch the cards.
He raised his head and glanced at Li Wutong, who was staring blankly at the tips of his shoes, and suddenly asked:
"Do you want to play cards?"
"ah?"
Li Wutong looked around as if he didn't react, then pointed weakly at his nose and asked:
"You, are you asking me?"
"yes."
Wei Changtian smiled and asked again: "Princess, do you want to play cards?"
"I, I won't..."
"It's okay, I'll teach you."
"Well......"
Li Wutong moved his body to the side of the small table and listened seriously to Wei Changtian's explanation of the basic rules of fighting demons.
It was not a very complicated game to begin with, so she quickly understood the basics of how to play it.
The three of them played a few games, and Li Wutong gradually became familiar with the game, but his interest was never very high.
"One eight."
Throwing a piece of cardboard on the table, Wei Changtian asked casually: "Princess, are you worried about Mr. Shen?"
"ah?"
Li Wutong immediately forgot to play his cards and nodded slightly after a long while.
"Yes, I'm afraid that he won't be able to think about it, and I'm also afraid that he will bear grudge against me..."
"Well, that makes sense."
Wei Changtian came up with another nine out of ten: "After all, passion has always left room for hatred."
Passionate and hateful since ancient times...
Hearing these words, Li Wutong was stunned, and even Youjia's expression became very complicated for a while.
Both women remained silent, only Wei Changtian smiled as if nothing happened and asked:
"I've reached ten, do you want me?"
"You don't want me to come out! One to four!"
"Do you want it this time?"
"..."
The two women looked at each other, suppressed the chaotic thoughts in their hearts, and reluctantly turned their attention back to the cards in their hands.
"I'll give you a pair of six."
As Li Wutong spoke, he put down a six and a seven absentmindedly.
"You made the wrong card."
Wei Changtian picked up the seven and put it back into Li Wutong's hand, and said casually:
"Since ancient times, passion has always left no room for hatred, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from."
"Don't worry, Mr. Shen will wake up."
"..."
...
Shenfu.
The spacious study room is filled with the smell of paper and ink. Behind the Huanghuali writing desk are two bookshelves, which are full of collections of classics and history, and commentaries and handouts by scholars from various dynasties.
In sharp contrast, the books placed on the desk are all strange books on spiritual practice such as "The Seven Signs of the Cloud" and "The Enlightenment Chapter", or miscellaneous talks about interesting anecdotes about the green forest.
"..."
Sitting blankly on the wooden chair, Shen Shulin remained in this posture for an unknown amount of time, still repeating the words spoken by Li Wutong in his mind.
"Mr. Shen, I will never marry a scholar, and I don't want you to give up your studies and join the martial arts for me..."
"You are a scholar and you like reading, so you should continue to study hard and assist your father in governing the country in the court..."
"I'm sorry about what happened last night..."
"I believe that in the future you will definitely find a woman who truly loves you..."
"I'm leaving, and I'll see you again indefinitely..."
"..."
"Wow~"
A gust of breeze blew in through the window, turning the pages of a book "History of Wulin Rebellion" on the table.
This kind of unofficial history and miscellany that records events in Da Feng Green Forest is mostly read casually by ordinary people as a pastime, but Shen Shulin carefully marked each page and paragraph next to it, which shows that he was serious about reading.
He stretched out his hand and gently pressed the wind-blown pages, his eyes resting on the lines of small words that he was not interested in, until the whole book was closed again.
Shen Shulin suddenly stood up, stacked the "miscellaneous books" on the desk that had nothing to do with governing the country into a pile, held them in his arms and put them in the corner of the study.
Then, without saying a word, he pulled out a copy of "Tongjian Collection" from the bookshelf, sat down in front of the desk again, and slowly read page by page with great care.
Outside the window, the morning sunshine is just right and the breeze is gentle.
In fact, at this time, Shen Shulin still felt a bit of unwillingness and despair in his heart, and he didn't know where his future was.
But a few years later, when he surpassed the ancestor of the Shen family and returned to his hometown to visit relatives as prime minister, he came to this study again and recalled today's scene...
At that time, he might have laughed it off just like Wei Changtian did yesterday, turning this past into a self-deprecation at the corner of his mouth.
...
...
Two days later, Yuanzhou City.
Just when Wei Changtian and his party left Huailing Mansion and were only three days away from arriving at Fengyuan, Lao Zhangtou and Agou finally arrived at Yuanzhou City in a donkey cart.
Although the two countries are currently at war, no one cares about people like them who are "deserting".
It's just that while others were fleeing from Yuanzhou to the prefectures and counties in the hinterland of Daning, these two people "went in the opposite direction" and ran wherever there was danger. It was really strange.
"Are you fleeing from Jizhou?"
At the west gate of Yuanzhou City, several soldiers were questioning Old Zhang with a strange expression: "Old man, do you know this is Yuanzhou City?!"
"Hey, Master Jun, of course I know this is Yuanzhou City."
Lao Zhangtou replied with a smile: "We just want to take refuge in Dafeng via Yuanzhou!"
"Going to Dafeng?"
A soldier said amusedly: "What? A land as big as Daning can't accommodate you?"
"The military master was joking. It's natural to tolerate tolerance, but fighting every day will make your life uneasy."
Lao Zhangtou came up with the words he had thought of for a long time: "We ordinary people just want stability in our lives. It doesn't matter whether we are in Daning or Dafeng."
"Hahaha, you old man is quite interesting."
All the soldiers laughed and said, "Did you know that if your Daning officers heard what you said, you would lose your head?"
"Hey, how can they hear it?"
Lao Zhangtou rubbed his hands: "Aren't all the heroes of our Dafeng city in Yuanzhou City right now?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The hearty laughter was even louder. After several soldiers laughed, they did not embarrass the old man and prepared to check the donkey cart before letting him into the city.
After all, Daning has encountered several major chaos in a row, and Daning is indeed not peaceful now.
In addition, after the destruction of Yuanzhou City, some people did choose to take refuge in Dafeng, so they did not doubt Lao Zhangtou's motives.
It's impossible for Daning to send such an old man and a young man to do detailed work.
"Okay, let's go in."
After casually looking through the packages on the donkey cart, he pinched Agou's cheek. A soldier waved and said, "Go to Dafeng and live a good life. At least you won't starve to death!"
"That's fine, that's fine, thank you military masters!"
Lao Zhangtou hurriedly echoed a few words, pulled the donkey cart and prepared to enter the city.
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from not far away.