Tang Ji's spirit was greatly affected by Lin Zican's incident, which made the entire Ji Ranju feel as if it was being pressed down by a big stone, and the atmosphere was particularly deep.
The servants were even cautious when walking, for fear of making their master unhappy. However, when a little maid was pouring water for Tang Ji, her hands shook and she accidentally spilled the tea on his clothes, and she quickly knelt down: "
Young Master, I didn’t do this on purpose..."
The little maid looked panicked, her eyes full of fear.
Tang Ji weakly waved his hand, signaling her to step back and continue to gaze at the bamboo forest outside the pavilion.
It was winter, and the trees planted in the front yard had long become bare. Only the bamboo forest was still wearing green. On the jade-colored stone road not far away, Jiang Ran shook her head distressedly and helplessly: "It's been three days.
If this continues, his body will be unable to bear it."
During these three days, Tang Ji hardly ate anything. He sat in the yard in a daze every day and was unwilling to communicate with others.
Jiu'er pursed her jade lips, her eyes showed concern, and clasped her hands in front of her chest: "I hope my uncle can get back on his feet soon."
At this moment, a man wearing a white fur coat and a golden hair crown broke in from the gate, walked straight to the pavilion under the ancient tree, picked up Tang Ji and walked out: "Let's go, let's go,
If you're in a bad mood, you should go out for a walk, what's the use of staying at home!"
Tang Ji didn't resist and just let him pull her.
"Sister Jiang, leave it to me." Li Yu greeted Jiang Ran with a playful smile.
Jiang Ran nodded slightly, gave a simple salute, and watched the two people leave.
Li Yu was supposed to leave two days ago, but he couldn't worry about Tang Ji, so he delayed his trip again.
He took Tang Ji around the city, including Ji Ran Bookstore, Jianghai House, Yuexian Tower... basically everywhere he could go, but the latter still looked listless and half-dead.
The carriage was driving slowly on the streets of Dongcheng. Li Yu's arms were supported on the side window frames. He looked at the constantly changing scenes outside the window and kept mumbling: "It's just killing one person. I don't know how many people will die in one day in this world."
Man, you and I both know what kind of person Lin Zican is. He has done a lot of bullying of men and women. What you do can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people. It’s not too late for everyone to thank you..."
At this moment, he suddenly saw a small building outside the house, and an idea suddenly came to his mind, and he shouted: "Song Xiao, stop the car!"
The carriage stopped slowly, and Li Yu pulled Tang Ji out of the carriage again. He looked up at the large gilt plaque with "Qingyun Teahouse" engraved on it: "Tang Ji, do you still remember this place? This is our first time.
The place where we met for the first time, I heard that they made a lot of money from the pornographic version of "Journey to the West", no wonder they renovated the teahouse."
As they spoke, the two of them had already walked into the small building.
After the renovation, Qingyun Teahouse looks much more spacious, with tables and chairs arranged in an orderly manner, and the surrounding decorations are mainly warm colors, making people feel that winter is not so cold.
The high platform originally placed on the left side has been moved to the central area. The old man standing on the platform is still telling stories in high spirits, salivating. If you feel that the first floor is too noisy, you can also go to the second floor box from the stairs on the right.
The waiter quickly discovered the two of them. Based on their clothes, he classified them into the ranks of wealthy people. He walked up with a smile and said, "You two gentlemen, the private room upstairs is still empty. The younger one will take you up."
"Who said we wanted a private room?" Li Yu replied casually, then picked a suitable place in the building and ordered: "Bring on two pots of good tea and some plates of cakes."
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The waiter had also seen many young men from noble families come here to listen to books. Without any further entanglement, he smiled and walked toward the kitchen.
Li Yu and Tang Ji sat down on the seats. The former naturally crossed his legs, put his hands behind his head, and leaned on the backrest: "Before I met you, my favorite thing was to come here and listen to books every day.
, after meeting you, I discovered that there seem to be many interesting things in the world."
Tang Ji was affected by his words, and a different emotion appeared in his empty eyes.
At this moment, the old man on the stage fully integrated into the role and jumped up excitedly: "After Hong Qigong finished speaking, he slightly bent his left leg, bent his right arm inward, made a circle with his right palm, and with a cry, pushed outward
Go, sweep your palm to a pine tree in front of you, and with a click, the pine tree snaps... Ouch, my waist."
He tried his best to imitate the movements, but he couldn't resist it at all and almost fell to the ground, causing the audience to burst into laughter.
Li Yu also laughed out loud and said to Tang Ji: "Isn't this the part where Huang Rong deceived Hong Qigong into teaching Guo Jing martial arts? By the way, Tang Ji, you obviously don't know martial arts, how did you come up with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?
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Tang Ji did not answer, but his words attracted the attention of the man sitting on the chair next to him: "So, you wrote "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", or are you Jin Yong?"
Immediately, Tang Ji heard the sound and saw a square-faced man with a strong build, clear eyebrows and a dignified expression looking at the two of them. He was about forty years old and was wearing a dark brown satin robe.
Li Yu sighed softly: "Commander Su? You, you, you, why are you here?"
"Since His Highness is reluctant to set off, I have no choice but to take a few days' rest." Su Ling quickly returned his gaze to the stage and continued: "Young man, how does it feel to kill someone?"
This sentence was obviously spoken to Tang Ji.
Tang Ji could feel a strong sense of oppression on the other side, and subconsciously spoke: "The moment you strike, you will feel an inexplicable sense of relief, but after you react, you will feel endless fear."
Su Ling nodded, picked up the teacup on the side, took a sip, and spat back the tea leaves in her mouth: "When I was your age, I already had hundreds of lives on my hands. As you said, murderers
Sometimes I feel a sense of pleasure. I couldn't overcome this feeling and fell in love with killing. But my reason told me that I wanted to kill all the most vicious and evil people in the world. In my early years, many people said that I was a murderer.
I'm such a lunatic, but over time, I killed enough evil people, and they called me a good official who can eliminate evil spirits. So, when the knife is in your hand, how to use it depends on the heart. If you ask the heart
There is no shame, the person killed is the person who deserves to die."
After finishing speaking, he stood up, picked up the "Legend of the Condor Heroes" on the table, and shook it towards Tang Ji: "The book is well written. With your ability, Lin Zican is destined to be your guide on the way up.
It’s just one pedal.”
Immediately, he turned his eyes to Li Yu and cupped his hands: "Your Majesty, if nothing happens, we need to leave as soon as possible. If it is later and heavy snow falls in the north, we don't know how much time we will be wasted on the road, and it will be hard to explain to Your Majesty.
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After Su Ling turned around and left, Li Yu curled his lips and said, "It's best not to go back. Who wants to go back!"
Tang Ji repeatedly recalled in his mind what Su Ling had just said, especially the sentence "If you have a clear conscience, then the person you kill is the person who deserves to die." It didn't take long for his dusty heart to melt like a glacier.
Tongdi's body gradually relaxed, and his deep eyes were once again covered by dots of light. He stood up and cupped his hands toward the door: "Thank you, General."
But his actions quickly aroused the dissatisfaction of the people sitting behind him: "Hey, hey, what's wrong with you, don't block me, sit down!"
"Oh, sorry, sorry." Tang Ji quickly leaned down.
Seeing that he was getting better, Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Should you thank me? They say it's useless to stay at home!"
Tang Ji was too lazy to pay attention to him, turned around and walked towards the door.
"Hey, why are you going?" Li Yu looked at his back and shouted.
Tang Ji rubbed his stomach, waved his hand and said: "Find a place to eat, I'm starving, go back and have a good sleep. I have to hand the manuscript to the printing factory tomorrow, otherwise the next issue will be discontinued."
Li Yu was eating a pastry in his mouth. Hearing his words, he swallowed it quickly, but almost choked to death. He drank some water and chased out, but was stopped by the waiter at the gate.
"Sir, you haven't paid the bill yet!"
Li Yu casually took out a couple of pieces of silver from his sleeve and threw it over: "Rolling around."
After the waiter took it, there was a look of surprise in his eyes. He looked back and found that the shopkeeper was not there. He excitedly wanted to put the money into his pocket, but was startled by the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.
"What are you doing?"
"Shopkeeper, I didn't do anything!"
"Do you think I didn't see it? That young master gave you too much money, and you just want to keep it for yourself? See if I don't beat you to death!"