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Chapter 20 The Old Friend Visits
Prosperous, lively, and festive are the scenes that Yingtian Mansion should have at this moment.

Children run freely in the streets, and vendors have smiles on their faces.

Even begging homeless people can get hot food in broken bowls.

With the alliance of various schools of thought, Confucian scholars began to exert their influence and began to spread among Confucian students, and farmers were no exception. Even Taoism, which has always been ignorant of the world, has rarely stepped out of Taoism and spread Laozi to the world. Tao Te Ching.

Outside the Ye Mansion, there are more boys waiting here, perhaps because the news sent back last time allowed them to get enough reward money, even in the cold wind, their faces did not show the slightest The color of impatience.

"crunch..."

There was an ear-piercing rubbing sound, and the copper door of Ye Mansion was frozen shut by the cold, and the servant in the mansion had to use all his strength to push the door open.

At the threshold, broken small icicles were still on the ground. Seeing this, the servants around them also consciously lined up in two rows, watching the people coming out of the bronze door.

"Appreciate~"

A carriage just stopped in front of Ye Mansion's gate, the horse was blowing hot air from its mouth and nose, and its four hooves were stepping, as if it was warming up.

"Master, young master, be careful, it's freezing and the ground is slippery."

"It's okay, it's not time to move."

Ye Sucheng was wearing a big cloak, holding Ye Wushuang's hand, and then gently supported by him, he walked out of the gate slowly.

The wind outside is not strong, but the chill remains undiminished. The sun that has just risen in the sky has not yet shown its warmth, and only the rays of light shine down.

"Grandpa be careful."

"Ahem, people have to obey their old age after all. Let's go."

With Ye Wushuang's support, he stepped into the carriage. Ye Sucheng sat on the leather blanket, coughed, and then sighed.

Seeing this, the young servants outside the Ye Mansion showed joy on their faces again, and then ran towards their respective master's house in a tacit understanding, while leaving one to continue to inquire about the news.

A boy from the family sat at the front of the carriage and drove the carriage. He was wrapped up tightly and was not afraid of the cold.

In the carriage, the surroundings are wrapped with brocade silk, even if you touch it with your hands, it will not be cold, but there will be a sense of warmth.

Because of the cold weather, Ye Wushuang did not bring Xiao Wugou with him, but let the old housekeeper Gu Ye take care of him.

Entering the carriage, Ye Sucheng pondered in his mind, the matter of the alliance of various schools of thought had a great impact, as the former dean of the Great Xia Academy of Arts, he did not know the news in advance, but this morning, his old friend Fei Ge sent a letter It was only later that he learned that this made his nerves tense up.

Something in this made him think deeply. It seemed that he had some concerns in his heart. Instead of going to the direction of the Academy of Literature, he sat on the carriage and walked towards the outside of Yingtianfu City with Ye Wushuang.

"drive!"

After leaving the city gate, there were far fewer pedestrians on both sides of the road. The servants driving the horses also drove their horses faster. Coupled with the ice on the road, the speed gradually increased.

"Grandpa, where are we going?"

"Going to see an old friend, I don't know if these two old men are still out of breath?"

As Ye Sucheng said, the expression on his face seemed to relax a lot. Looking at his grandson, many things that made him depressed seemed to disappear.

However, the matter of the alliance of hundreds of schools is too important. Although the combined strength of hundreds of schools is indeed unstoppable, the strongest fortress is often disintegrated from within.

Thinking about Emperor Xia whom he taught himself, he frowned again involuntarily.

Ye Wushuang saw it in his eyes, but did not open his mouth to reveal it. In his opinion, his grandfather might know something. The matter of the alliance of hundreds of schools of thought is so important that there must be conflicts between the two. worry.

Ye Wushuang thought, maybe the old friend who went out of the city to meet today is not a simple person.

The carriage left Yingtian Mansion, headed east all the way, crossed the official road, and entered a not-so-spacious path.

The further you go in, the more vegetation on both sides, and occasionally you can see a little bit of green under the snow cover.

It may have been more than ten miles, or it may have been more than twenty miles.

An hour later, the driver pulled the reins, and the horse stamped and neighed.

Opening the curtain, what came into view was a small valley. Ye Wushuang and the others were at the entrance of the valley at the moment.

"Grandpa be careful."

"Ah."

After getting out of the carriage, the servant led the horse aside, while Ye Wushuang, grandson and grandson supported him and headed towards the entrance of the valley.

The road in front of the valley was a bit muddy, but luckily the ground was hard, and although it was a bit slippery, it was not untenable.

After walking a certain distance and entering the valley, the white snow around me gradually decreased, and the green vegetation increased, and the temperature in the valley was much higher than outside.

"Grandpa, is that it?"

"It's just ahead."

Ye Wushuang pointed to a small courtyard ahead.

The grandparents and grandchildren approached slowly.

"There are footprints on the ground, there should be someone else in this place."

"Yes, I also smell the old drunkard's breath."

Ye Sucheng said, the two walked for a while, and then came to the small courtyard.

The fence in front of the small courtyard is closed, and green unknown vegetables are planted on both sides of the path.

"Push the door and go in, the old man is definitely not there, let's go inside and wait."

"it is good."

Ye Wushuang responded, gently pushed open the bamboo door, and then helped Ye Sucheng into the small courtyard.

"squeak……"

After a soft sound, the door in front of the courtyard suddenly opened, and behind the door appeared a scruffy old man dressed like a Taoist priest, holding a wine jug in his right hand, and the next moment he raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"Old drunkard, I knew it was you."

Seeing the sloppy Taoist in front of him, Ye Sucheng said loudly, although the tone of his mouth was not good, but the expression on his face was a little more joyful.

"Oh? So it's you, an old rotten scholar, and you also come here to eat and drink with the old farmer?"

"Hmph, I'm not as shameless as you!"

"Hehe, just say it when you eat and drink, you are an old rotten man!"

"You! Smelly Taoist priest!"

"Old rot!"

"........."

Ye Sucheng didn't speak, and pointed at the sloppy Taoist, not because he couldn't be scolded, but because he didn't want to.

Then turned sideways angrily, went straight into the small courtyard room, found a bamboo chair and sat down.

"Huh? Old man Ye, where did you kidnap this young man? He has a handsome face and looks pleasing to my eyes. Why don't you let him be my apprentice."

"go away!"

Ye Sucheng drank it in his mouth, his face was full of anger, and he completely lost his usual refined temperament.

"Hey, you old man, you are still so stubborn, no wonder your disciples and grandchildren ignore you now."

"you……"

The sloppy Taoist priest had a smug look on his face, and then he raised the flagon and took another sip.

Ye Wushuang stood aside, out of politeness, he didn't speak, but watched his grandfather bicker with the old Taoist, but he held back a smile in his heart.

"I said old man, you don't know that old man Nong just accepted a female disciple a few days ago, and he brought this kid here today because he intends to get married."

"Go, go, I've known you for so many years, but I still prefer the rhubarb you raised."

"What do you mean?"

"Hmph! I like dogs more than you!"

"you!"

Rarely was the slovenly Taoist priest angry, and he pointed at Ye Sucheng to fight back, but the next moment, there were some noises outside the door.

The three of them looked back together, and it turned out that there were two figures, one old and one young, in the open space in the small courtyard.

"Oh? I didn't expect you two old things to appear in my shabby place at the same time. It's interesting and interesting."

A joking voice came, and an old man followed by a young girl came in from the door.

Ye Wushuang looked at the old man in front of him, and then felt the terrifying aura hidden under the old man's body.

If it is released, the aura alone may overwhelm a cultivator at the innate level.

And the young girl who followed behind him looked lively and active, with a purple black halberd on her back, and she was looking at the three of Ye Wushuang with a curious look at the moment, without any sign of shyness or fear.

"Old Taoist, just now I heard you say who wants to hit my disciple's attention?"

"Here, I'm an old man who came alone, but some people came with a bad face. Be careful that your disciple is kidnapped..."

"Hmph! Full of nonsense."

Hearing this, Ye Sucheng turned his head away from looking at the old Taoist priest, but turned to Ye Wushuang and said, "Wushuang, this is the lunar calendar of the former head of the farm family of the same generation as grandpa. You can just call him Grandpa Nong."

"As for the sloppy Taoist priest in front of him, he is Li Changyou, the former head of the Taoist Heavenly Palace. Just call him an old Taoist priest."

Ye Sucheng casually said that Ye Wushuang came out from the side, saluted with both hands, and said, "Wu Shuang met Grandpa Nong and Grandpa Li."

"Hey, stubborn old man, this is your son's son? Don't you deny that son? In this way, how come there is another grandson?"

"roll!"

Ye Sucheng felt that he was about to be angered to death by this Taoist priest. If he hadn't been injured and hadn't recovered yet, he would have had to teach the old Taoist priest a lesson.

As the owner of this place, Lun Li is very happy, because the old guys haven't been together for a long time.

"I didn't expect Bian Yun's children to grow up so big. Wushuang, this is after an old friend of mine, named Wu Yi. You are about the same age, so you must be able to talk. Talk about it yourself. I'll go and prepare meals for you. "

As Lunar said, he pulled the two old men over, and then happily walked towards the other side of the yard.

"I see that you have a sword on your waist, which shows that you are a cultivator. I heard that your Confucian Haoran Zhengqi cultivation method is very extraordinary. Can you let me see it?"

Ye Wushuang didn't expect that the girl in front of him, who was about his age, wanted to compete with him when she opened her mouth.

But at this moment, Ye Wushuang stood where he was, and did not answer immediately, but carefully sized up the young girl Wu Yi.

The more he stared at the girl, the more mysterious power pulled his mind, and for a moment, he was fascinated by it.

"The prodigal son!"

When the young girl Wu Yi saw this, a rare blush appeared on her face, and the next moment, the halberd in her hand was drawn towards Ye Wushuang.

For a moment, the momentum carried by the spurge shook the wind and snow in the courtyard, and the surrounding chill became even stronger.

Ye Wushuang reacted in an instant, the long sword at her waist was unsheathed, and collided with the halberd in the girl's hand, emitting a little halo.

…………

"Old man Ye, I never thought you would have such a grandson..."

On the other side, the sloppy Taoist priest was arranging an unknown vegetable in his hands, glanced ahead, and then joked.

"Old drunkard, it stands to reason that the wine is sweet and sweet. You have been drinking it for so many years, but it hasn't changed your stinky mouth at all!"

"Hey, old man Nong, look, this old bastard, because he has a grandson, his temper has grown..."

"Okay, okay, both of you, talk less. Brother Ye, do you have any news for me?"

"No, I'm old, and I don't want to get involved in the affairs of the Four Kingdoms and the schools of thought anymore. Now that Wushuang is back at this time, I just want to train him up."

"So, you want us to educate and educate with you?"

"Hey, old man Ye, I didn't expect you to come up with an idea. You have already called the old Taoist priest. I don't want to do it without three jars of century-old wine!"

"Ten altars!"

"Brother Ye, you are not allowed to go back on your word."

"Hey, sometimes I really suspect that you are a dog."

Ye Sucheng complained, and the three old men just discussed and started cooking in the backyard, ignoring the two juniors who were discussing in the valley.

(End of this chapter)