After the Master's reinstatement

The two avoided obstacles, passed through a few back alleys, turned around and came to the most lively main street in the port.

Yu Yan had heard someone say before that a wife is not as good as a concubine but a concubine is worse than a concubine. He didn't quite understand it, but on the way here, he had a little taste of the true meaning——

Coming secretly like this, the whole world will be kept in the dark, and no one will know that this night, together with the people around them, belong to them.

Today is the last night of the Sea God Festival. Boats are moored on the shore, and colorful curtains are hung on the boats. Both sides of the street are also decorated with lights and festoons, which are as bright as day. Not only the locals, but also merchants from other races are taking advantage of today’s day to indulge in carnival to soothe their hearts. Ping Wanderer's homesickness.

The two shuttled among the bustling people, already overwhelmed by the excitement inside.

Not afraid of people's jokes, Yu Yan is so old, he really hasn't come out to join in the fun, everything is very fresh, but most of the people crowded in front of the stall are children, he is not easy to go, Shang Yingqiu took the initiative to guess Lantern riddles, let’s watch the dragon show again——

Before he came, he had inquired about the folk customs here, and pulled him over without any explanation.

"It's okay, we're here anyway." Shang Yingqiu didn't realize how embarrassing it was to follow the group of yellow-haired children: "In front of gods and Buddhas, we are all children."

Yu Yan was happy, his godson's nonsense was interesting to others, he watched the bustling scene, and expressed his feelings.

"When I was young, my adoptive father would not allow me to go down the mountain. I was very envious when I heard the children of the same age in the palace talk about how lively the temple fair was."

Later, he used his fists to coerce and lure him into a small noodle man from Elder Qian's grandson. He was reluctant to eat it, so he put the candy man in the treasure chest and looked at it every day before going to bed.

He said, Shang Yingqiu just listened.

The street was so noisy, he listened attentively and could hear every word clearly.

"When my father found out, he said that since I like to eat, I should just eat as much as I can. He asked someone to bring over a hundred catties of gnocchi, and watched me eat until I was almost stuffed to death. But after that, I will never be greedy for others. I thought life should be like this, if you make a mistake you will be punished, only in this way can people have a long memory.”

Thinking of his miserable situation of rolling all over the floor, Yu Yan himself felt very funny. He said it purely as a gossip, but his godson didn't smile at all after hearing it, and he didn't speak for a long time, which made him feel at a loss. What sentence is worth making people unhappy.

The pain in the youth's pupils was like a sharp needle piercing himself.

"Godfather, do you really want to go back? If you don't go back to Zhou Palace, are you happy to go back?"

Yu Yan was silent for a moment, and to tell the truth, he didn't want to.

Although the place is magnificent enough, he doesn't want to go back anymore, the bricks and tiles are correct, but his memories are invisible cages, and he can't get out after entering.

He didn't want to, but his disciples definitely did. It would be too unreasonable to abandon him just because he didn't like it.

"Look what that is, go, go and see."

The noise was like bees, and halfway through the journey, the road was blocked.

It turned out that there were a few simple stages set up on the street, the barbarians were beating drums, and the music was resounding. Two blue-eyed and fair-skinned dancers were on one side, wearing dance skirts decorated with broken gems, spinning like the wind, looking forward to the gods. , You come and I go, a bit of fighting dance.

Anyway, the road was not smooth, so Yu Yan took a few more glances, and felt that the dance was very different from the Central Plains and their hometown. It was both masculine and feminine, and it was very distinctive. black.

The godson had covered his face with something.

"There are many people here, so as not to be recognized."

Relying on his tall stature, the young man reached out his hand to hand over the silver taels to the shopkeeper who set up the stall, and chose two masks: "That's all right."

It makes sense, but the son is careful, Yu Yan turned his attention, and no longer had the heart to watch the exquisite dance on the stage. He saw that the mask on the young man's face was half a Rakshasa ghost, with cold brows, fierce and cute, he stretched out his hand and straightened it up again. and sincerely admired: "We Ying Qiu was born decent, and we look good in everything we wear."

The young man reciprocated, and Possession whispered in a voice that Yu Yan could just hear: "Godfather is too."

Someone rushed forward from behind, Yu Yan couldn't avoid being implicated, and bumped into the young man's arms, caught in the crowd, and was pushed to the shore along with the current.

When we got there, we saw hundreds of small boats sailing out of the port one after another——

This is the last leg of the Sea God Festival. Every family folds the paper filled with prayer wishes into a boat shape, lights the lamp, and puts a lotus-shaped paper lamp shell on it. Looking around, thousands of lotus lamps are floating in the sky. The surface of the sea drifts deeper with the wind, the water and the sky are chaotic, the stars and lights shine up and down, and it is difficult to distinguish between you and me, becoming a gorgeous and eternal scene in the night.

Going to the countryside to do as the Romans do, Yu Yan also rushed to buy a lotus lamp, and the two of them wrote their own, while he picked up a pen to write the names of himself and his godson, attaching the four characters of "Hundred Years", and silently recited in his heart.

If the gods and Buddhas agree to this marriage, he will definitely reciprocate and offer sacrifices every year. If he does not agree, he is likely to go crazy.

Once in a demon state, he may do a lot of things that are harmful to the world. If the gods and Buddhas are truly sympathetic to the world, they will quickly agree to his request.

There is no way, with so many people praying at the same time, there is no way to win without some hard work.

He knew that what he asked for was forced, and it was based on the sin of cutting off his godson's incense. As compensation, he would definitely treat his godson twice as well.

How to be good is a subject that he is not familiar with, but he can learn it and make up for it with diligence. After a lifetime, there will always be progress.

After chanting, he sneaked a few guilty glances, seeing that his godson was still concentrating on writing his own, he quickly dried the ink, folded it into a boat, and gently put it into the sea.

When we got back to the sub-area, it was already midnight, and the dark guard who had just received the letter from Fei Ge immediately greeted him.

"My lord, they have found out about the widowed mother."

It's just that the news isn't good news.

Yu Yan took the note, glanced at it by the light, and it said that in the seventh year of Fengde, that is, the spring of the second year when the three moved back to their hometown, a plague broke out in the local area, and the three fell ill, and died after more than a month .The secret guard wrote in the letter that although they found the place where the three were buried, they did not dare to dismantle the coffin for an autopsy without the order of the Lord.

It is not surprising that there is a plague, but when seeing the three of them off, Yu Yan sympathized with the difficulties of the widowed mother. In addition to donating money, he also asked people to prepare all kinds of medicinal detoxification pills in case of emergency. For more than a month, why not return to Zhou Palace after taking it, instead stay in the town where the disease occurred.

In his memory, the widowed mother was quick and shrewd, and had been with her adoptive father for several years, so she definitely wasn't a foolish person who would just sit back and watch her children die.If the adoptive father really has something to do with the Nether Palace, it will definitely cause great turmoil. When the time comes, there will be bloody storms, and it is unknown how many enemies will be involved.

Seeing that his expression was not good, Nan Zhu thought that he was struggling with the matter of opening the coffin, so he took the initiative to ask Ying: "Why don't your subordinates handle this matter in the past?"

"No need, just let them come, and find a good mage to deal with the aftermath."

Yu Yan put down the letter paper and stroked the mask on his lap.The same is true for the godson, what to buy is not good, and he actually chose a boy who gave him money, smiling foolishly.

"Since we have checked, let's check to the end. Isn't there still some items he used in the warehouse in the palace? Let's check them together at that time—the truth is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that we know what there is, but we have no courage to go to it." Find out the truth, and that is the real defeat without a fight."

Yu Yan briefly talked to his godson about the spies' investigation.

Yu Beilin is always cautious in his work. Even if it is really related to the Netherworld, if he has not told everyone for so many years, the relevant evidence may have been cleared long ago. If you want to find it, you can't rush it for a while. On the contrary, the two alliances are about to meet now. He reminded by the way, People in the Momeng have different temperaments, and they have to be different when interacting with each other. It is always right to pay more attention.

For example, Miao Wang, don’t compare your drinking capacity with him. This person looks like a big drinker, but he will go crazy after half a glass, and he won’t admit it after he’s crazy. For Xia Chongjin, he mainly wears a high hat, but pay attention to the timing of wearing it, because Linlang Pavilion likes it. Do everything that makes Agni Cult uncomfortable, so the relationship between these two families must be particularly careful.

When he heard the words "Happy Palace", the young man broke the silence of the observers and asked a question.

"Godfather, I heard that you have a good relationship with Tang Huanhuan from Huanxi Palace?"

"...?"

Hall Master Fang, who was far away in the suburbs, was pitiful and sneezed again and again.

He felt that he might have a cold, so he asked the master of Qinglong Hall, and Slow Sword Lu Fei asked for some medicine.

The newly appointed Hall Master delivered the medicine, but did not leave. He sat by the bed with a hesitant expression on his face.

Fang Yuan used to bother him to be slow in doing things, now that he is the head of the hall, he still has such virtues, let go of your farts.

Hall Master Lu let go slowly.

"Brother Fang, since you are too... I have a decent family background, and my appearance and age are considered to be on par with yours. Why don't you think about it a little bit if you want."

Fang Yuan: "...???"

What are you thinking about?What kind of misunderstanding did everyone have about him! ?

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