The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows that fill the imperial capital.
In Wuchi Alley, An Ning looked at the cracked sky not far away: "Master, don't we go and have a look?"
"What are you looking at? Cooking, I'm hungry." The man in the wheelchair was still flipping through the medical book without raising his head.
In the palace, Emperor Zhao was sitting in the main hall, pointing to the sky and asking: "Zhao Li, what did you see?"
Zhao Li raised his head and said, "Perhaps there was a conflict between Mr. Li and the younger brother. The sky actually split open. The two young masters are really like a dragon and a phoenix among men!"
"The sky is splitting. How could the sky be splitting? What's splitting is just the clouds below." Emperor Zhao said slowly, with no trace of joy or anger on his face.
When Zhao Li heard this, he immediately fell to his knees in fright: "This slave made a mistake, please punish me."
Emperor Zhao laughed and said: "You are a slave dog, you are still so careful after all these years, I won't punish you, just get up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhao Li quietly wiped the sweat from his head and stood aside with his hands down.
After a long time, an old voice sounded: "I have seen the future backbone of our Zhao Kingdom."
After noon, light rain fell.
Li Han held up an oil-paper umbrella and strolled to Wuchi Alley. He walked very slowly, step by step, and walked very seriously.
Li Han knew that he was walking on a very important road. No one had ever been to where this road led.
Once you go, you may never be able to look back.
The rain became heavier and heavier, lightning and thunder began in the distance, and the sky seemed to be pressing down, becoming dark.
Li Han threw away his umbrella and ran forward quickly, faster and faster.
The sky poured out its own anger, and the rain poured down.
Finally, Li Han came to the door of Abu's courtyard, stopped, hesitated for a moment, smiled again, shook his head, stepped forward, and pushed the door open.
In an instant, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and there seemed to be a bell ringing between heaven and earth.
Under the eaves of the courtyard, the person in the wheelchair was surprised for a moment, then calmed down, and just said lightly: "Congratulations."
In Shanhai Academy, a white-haired old man put down the worn book in his hand. He looked in the direction of Jinling and smiled.
In the Jinling City Post House, Han Qi put down the tea cup he had just picked up and said to the scholar lying on the bed: "You are in trouble."
The scholar chuckled: "I'm most afraid of trouble."
In the palace, Zhao Li looked at the electric light in the distance and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Your Majesty! Congratulations to the Kingdom of Zhao!"
Emperor Zhao also had a smile that couldn't be hidden on his face: "Hahaha! The Kingdom of Zhao is in great shape! Hahaha!"
On this day, the son of Shanhai Academy came to Beijing. The young man in the wheelchair hid under the eaves to watch the rain. The young monk helped a butcher kill ten pigs.
On this day, Li Han, a legalist, stepped into the Tao in Wuchi Lane and took the word "Xianhe".
An Ning packed up the stove, came under the eaves, moved a small bench and sat next to the wheelchair.
Then he held his cheek and looked at the hazy mountain peaks in the distance, and then secretly glanced at his master.
An Ning feels that the best days may be like this.
"Have you finished your sword practice today?"
A sudden sound broke the quiet atmosphere.
An Ning lowered his head and stuck out his tongue: "There are still five thousand blows left."
The young man said expressionlessly: "Then go, practicing swordsmanship in the rain will be more effective."
"Oh!" An Ning stood up, took out a worn-out knife, walked into the rain, and started swinging it again and again.
An Ning doesn't dare to be lazy. The master will find out every time and if he fails to swing the sword well, he will have to swing it again.
After waving for a while, the neighbor's uncle knocked on the door and came in with half a basket of eggs in his hand.
An Ning put down the knife and put the eggs into the kitchen.
The uncle sat on the edge of the door and said, "My family said they saw official officials coming at noon."
"Well, one came here." The young man replied.
"Then what did he say?" the uncle asked hurriedly.
The young man thought for a moment: "Maybe it's not good. He said he would go to court in seven days, so the official asked Ah Bu to recuperate first."
The uncle was silent for a moment after hearing this, then looked at the young man and said: "We are all incompetent, and our ancestors have been poor for generations. I can see that you are different, you are different, and you are the only one who can save Ah Bu now."
Oh, please, please save his life, this child is suffering too much." He wiped his nose, knelt in front of the wheelchair, and kowtowed.
The uncle slapped himself hard: "His mother was beaten by that beast. We all know it. We can hear her crying every night. I didn't care. I can't take care of my own family's affairs. His mother is gone."
I didn't care that day, I was used to it, but I didn't expect that his mother just left like that, and now Ah Bu is just lying on the bed, and I still can't control it."
The young man looked at the courtyard wall and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he slowly said: "Go ahead, I will save him."
The uncle looked at the young man gratefully and wanted to say something.
Then I heard the young man say again: "I didn't save him because of how miserable he was. There are many people in this world who are more miserable than him. I can't save him, and I don't want to save him. However, I promised the child that I would live in his room and keep his safety."
His life is nothing more than this." As he said that, he turned his gaze to the uncle, and the captivating light hit the uncle, making people dare not resist.
In the end, the uncle left. It seemed that there were still many things that he had not said. This southern man who had been hanging out at the dock for many years had hidden many secrets in his heart that he could not tell, many things that were so dirty that it was suffocating, but he did not
Some ideas.
The only thing he can take care of is his own little family and the people waiting for him to return home.
"What the fuck!" The uncle pushed open the door of his home.