Peerless luthier

Zhong Yi immediately threw away the pen in his hand and rushed to the door, Zhong Li looked down at him with a smile.

Zhong Li was obviously much taller than last year. Standing next to Yin Zizhong, he was taller than Yin Zizhong by half a head.

Yin Zizhong seemed to realize that it was not good for the two tall men to block the door, so he quietly walked away from Zhong Li and went to the next door.

Zhong Yi pulled Zhong Li and sat on the edge of the bed, with the corner of his mouth curled up, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Zhong Li bent the corner of his mouth: "Visit relatives."

Zhong Yi laughed and jumped on Zhong Li, but as soon as Zhong Li fell down, the two of them fell on the bed together.

Zhong Yi suddenly remembered the clip of Zhong Li pressing him on the bed and kissing him last year, she was startled, and got up quickly, but her face turned red.

Zhong Li observed his expression secretly, knowing that he was embarrassed, so he let him get up.

The two sat on the edge of the bed, very close to each other, and turned their heads. As soon as they looked up, they could see Ah Li's thick eyelashes. Zhong Yi looked at Ah Li, who was getting more and more handsome, and felt his face was burning.

How strange!

At this time, the door was pushed open suddenly, Fu Sanyi rushed in excitedly, Yin Zizhong stood by the door and supported his forehead.

"Zhong Yi, your brother didn't even tell me when he came!" Fu Sanyi looked at Zhong Li, who stood up with a smile.

"Happy to meet."

"Ah? It's a pleasure to meet you..."

Fu Sanyi leaned close to Zhong Yi's ear, smiled at Zhong Li and said in a low voice, "Your brother? Why is he so much more handsome than you? Isn't he a real brother?"

Zhong Yi choked on him and glared at him.

Yin Zizhong walked up to Zhong Li: "I heard from Zhong Yi that you are also in Kanyuan Pavilion?"

Zhong Li nodded: "Yes."

Yin Zizhong said: "I don't know if you know Yin Ziqing?"

"Yin Ziqing?" Zhong Li pondered for a while, "Once in a while."

Yin Zizhong asked; "Then how is he recently?"

Zhong Li nodded: "Yin Ziqing, if I remember correctly, he seemed to be with me in the last lottery competition."

Fu Sanyi asked: "Then who won?"

Zhong Li smiled subtly: "It's just luck."

Yin Zizhong hesitated for a moment and said, "Can you help me bring a letter to my brother?"

Zhong Li smiled and said, "So it's your brother, no wonder you feel a little familiar after seeing him, of course it's okay."

Yin Zizhong said: "Thank you very much."

Zhong Li said: "Hurry up, I will be leaving around Shen Shi."

Yin Zizhong thanked him, and dragged Fu Sanyi out of the stage: "Brothers are talking, don't join in the fun."

When the two of them went out, Zhong Yi quickly asked, "What? Are you going on your way?"

Zhong Li signaled him to sit down: "Hurry up, the holidays are shortened this year."

After a moment of silence, Zhong Yi asked, "How about Daddy and Mother kissing Huatian?"

Zhong Li smiled: "It's all good. They told you not to miss home. When I left, Huatian always wanted to follow."

Zhong Yi lowered her head: "I want to go home, and I also want to flower fields"

Zhong Li put his arms around him, rubbing his chin against his hair: "When you grow up, you can't stay at home all the time, you have to study hard in Jinheyuan."

Zhong Yi silently nodded.

The two hugged each other quietly, Zhong Li was talking about his usual training in Kanyuan Pavilion, and Zhong Yi was talking about his own affairs.

A few words can never finish telling the story of a year, seeing the sunlight by the window gradually weakening, and seeing that it is almost time, Zhong Li said softly: "After a while, I will be leaving."

Zhong Yi listened and buried her head tightly in his chest.

Zhong Li patted him on the back lightly.

Zhong Yi thought for a while, stood up, and said, "Drink water?"

Ah Li nodded: "I'm a little thirsty."

Zhong Yi poured him a glass of water.

Watching Ah Li drinking water, Zhong Yi asked in a thin voice, "A Li, the last time you were at Grandpa's house, why...why..." He couldn't speak, but his face turned red again.

After hearing this, Ah Li didn't show any expression, and put the cup away after drinking the water.

He got up and walked in front of Zhong Yi, gently stroked Zhong Yi's face, and said in a low voice, "I'm leaving."

Zhong Yi raised her eyes: "You..."

You still have not answered my question.

Ah Li smiled slightly, held Zhong Yi's face in both hands, and moved closer to him.

Warm breath blowing on his face, Zhong Li's deep black pupils reflected his dazed appearance, slowly, Zhong Li covered Zhong Yi's lips, giving him a longing, tender and doting kiss.

Zhong Yi closed his eyes, and heard Ah Li whispering in his ear, "Wait for me to come back."

The people under the starry sky a few years ago appeared in his mind, and Ah Li said that he might never come back once he left. Fortunately, in these years, he still misses them and is reluctant to part with them... Maybe this is enough.

Opening his eyes again, the room was empty, and Yin Zizhong thanked him from the corridor.

Zhong Yi caressed her face, her eyes were full of confusion, she pressed her heart, only to find that it was beating very fast.

Walking to the window, the sun was setting and the cold wind was blowing in, Zhong Yi closed the window.

At night, the cold wind howled.

On the official road, the carriage galloped.

The middle-aged man who was carrying the horse looked nervous, and he frantically whipped his whip. The sound of the horse's hooves was very harsh in the night.

Zhong Li tightly grasped the guardrail, looked back, and found that the people behind were like ghosts, and the distance was getting closer quickly!

That does not work.

A cold light flashed in Zhong Li's eyes, and they felt something was wrong when they left Jinhe City just now.Zhong Li had chatted with the horse rider before, common people would not provoke such an unusual enemy.As soon as it got dark, they showed no intention of covering up, and a few arrows glowing with cold light were fixed on the carriage, making them stop.

It wasn't like robbing property, that group of people didn't seem to intend to take their lives, but - they must not be kind people!

Zhong Li quickly took out his customary long sword from his luggage and touched it. Fortunately, before returning home, some brothers who love to play with weapons in Kan Yuan Pavilion secretly slipped him some hidden weapons, and now they can be regarded as useful.

Soon, they were surrounded. A dozen tall horses sat firmly on masked people, and their sharp weapons shone coldly.

The rider of the horse turned pale with fright, Zhong Li lifted the curtain of the carriage and landed firmly on the ground.

The wind was blowing, and the moon revealed a few rays of light. They faced each other, and a strange atmosphere spread.

Zhong Li lowered his voice, and said calmly: "I don't know what you heroes do."

He glanced around, and his eyes fell on a man with a blood-red mask.

The blood-red mask jumped steadily, and also landed on the ground. He was a big man with a strong back and a waist.

Sure enough, he was a leader.

As soon as he jumped off, a dozen people jumped off their horses one after another.

Zhong Li looked at them warily.

Unexpectedly, the blood-red mask suddenly knelt down on one knee, saluted him, and said something in a low voice.

Zhong Yi frowned, and his eyes revealed puzzlement: their pronunciation was very strange, not so much a dialect, but more like the language of another nation.

The blood-red mask stood up, waved his hand, and a man wearing a white mask came out. After saluting, he said, "Prince, please take you back with your subordinates."

This time it was authentic Southern Chu dialect, but the meaning of the dialect made Zhong Li feel strange.

Zhong Li said calmly: "Perhaps, you have misunderstood something."

The white mask said something in an unfamiliar language—they were not from Nanchu, Zhong Li realized this, and clenched the hilt of his sword without showing any trace.

The blood-red mask took out a piece of sheepskin from his pocket and walked forward. Zhong Li tensed his body and looked at him sharply.

I saw the blood-red mask standing still a few steps away, unfolding the sheepskin with both hands, placing it on the ground, and then backing away.

The white mask said: "Prince, this subordinate knows that you have doubts in your heart - this is the imperial edict written by the king himself, and this subordinate is ordered to take you back to the palace."

Zhong Li didn't look at the sheepskin, but said, "Go back to the palace? Where are you going back?"

The white mask replied: "You are the prince of our Northern Jin Dynasty, so naturally you will return to the Northern Jin Palace."

Zhong Li said: "I am from Southern Chu, you must have found the wrong person."

The red mask said a few words, the white mask finished listening, and said: "This matter is not trivial, we will naturally be cautious, but this matter is a long story, we should find a place for the prince to rest before we talk about it."

The men in black with masks got on their horses one after another, and Zhong Li also got on the car. The uncle who rode the horse looked at Zhong Li in fear: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a "whoosh", and something flew by quickly. In the blink of an eye, Zhong Li stared wide-eyed, watching the person in front of him spout blood from the neck and fell down.

A moment later, a masked person sat in his original position like lightning, and respectfully asked Zhong Li to get on the bus.

Zhong Li clenched his lips, opened the curtain of the car and entered.

After that, the carriage continued to gallop, and more than a dozen fast horses surrounded the carriage, locking the carriage firmly.

A dead body was left on the official road.

The moon was hidden behind the clouds, and the night became pitch black.

A few days later, the sky in Fancheng was fine, and I was in an inn.

Zhong Li sat at the table with a gloomy expression.

A middle-aged man with a beard looked at a letter carefully. After a while, he smiled slightly and said, "Prince, I'm afraid your letter is still not good."

This voice is the person who wore the white mask that night.

Zhong Li said expressionlessly, "Why?"

The man said: "Hide your head and show your tail, and ask for help."

Zhong Li pursed his lips.

The man smiled, and took out another piece of letter paper: "Please write another letter."

Zhong Li couldn't.

He deliberately wrote in a different font than usual before, but the man took out a piece of paper from his pocket and checked it carefully. Zhong Li glanced at it and suddenly found that it was his usual handwriting.

Soon, the man smiled and asked him to write again.

Hiding code words, formulating formats, making marks, and even using the codes of Kan Yuan Pavilion, all were discovered by this person.

This group is not to be underestimated.

This time, the man checked carefully several times before shouting: "Fourth, it's alright."

After a while, someone opened the door and entered.

Zhong Li sneered: "You guys really have great powers."

The man smiled and said: "Prince praise, the fourth child is good at disguise." He put the letter in an envelope and handed it to the person in front of him.

Standing in front of them was another living Zhong Li, it was hard to tell the real from the fake just by looking at the appearance.

"Zhong Li" took the letter and went out.

Soon, "Zhong Li" appeared in Kanyuan Pavilion. He went directly to the instructor's office, handed in the letter, and had a face-to-face conversation with Zhongli's instructor.

After half an hour, the door opened.

The person who was sitting on the animal skin chair chased after him, his face was gloomy: "Have you thought about it? You have a bright future, don't let it be because of trivial things..."

"Zhong Li" interrupted him: "Thank you for your kindness, instructor, and I will leave."

After all, he quickly packed his luggage and returned to the inn.