I am not a good person

He Bianzhou opened his eyes wide, and ran forward quickly: "Master!"

He was pleasantly surprised to see the bottom from the top, and the top from the bottom: "Can you leave the Valley of Medicine Kings?"

Zhao Zenian smiled and nodded: "Well, let's go in and talk."

He Bianzhou nodded in surprise, and took him to the room at the end of the corridor: "Master, this is where I stay every day, and it's also where I check the accounts." He said, and presented the account book.

Zhao Zenian put the bamboo hat casually, and waved his hands twice: "Uncle He, don't worry about that, I can trust you."

He Bianzhou responded, and put the ledger back to its original place. He never took his eyes off Zhao Zenian, worried: "Is the young master still in good health?"

Zhao Zenian sat down at the table, touched the teapot with the back of his hand, then picked it up and poured a cup of steaming tea, while drinking, he replied: "It's much better, walking in and out will be no problem in the future."

He Bianzhou immediately let go of half of his heart and asked, "What about martial arts?"

"I've practiced for most of the time, but I'm just lacking in actual combat." Zhao Zenian raised his head and smiled, "I'm going to report to Jingxu Pavilion, and I'll turn over to say hello to you on the way, so you don't have to go to Yaowang Valley to look for me again."

He Bianzhou nodded, with a cautious tone: "The rivers and lakes are dangerous, please be careful, young master."

Zhao Zenian agreed, and He Bianzhou led him to another room filled with sandalwood.The long blue curtain that dragged the floor was lifted, and he couldn't help being stunned: "This is..."

There is a long table against the wall in front of you, on which are two tablets side by side, and in front of it is a large copper incense burner with thick incense ash inside.

There are five simple characters written on the tablet on the left: Madam's Spirit Tablet.

He Bianzhou smiled honestly: "I am humble, and I am not qualified to worship in front of my wife's tomb. I have to offer a memorial tablet and burn incense three times a day. I beg my wife to keep the young master safe."

Zhao Zenian's heart warmed up, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled warmly: "Uncle He, thank you!"

He Bianzhou shook his head with a smile, and handed him the three sticks of incense.

Zhao Zenian took it, knelt on the futon and worshiped, inserted it into the incense burner himself, and then walked to the tablet on the right, on which was written: The Spirit Tablet of My Sister Sumei.

He Bianzhou was taken aback, and deliberately stopped him: "Master, no!"

Zhao Zenian smiled and spread his hands. He Bianzhou saw that he insisted on this, so he had to light three more sticks of incense and hand them to him.

Zhao Zenian stood up and bowed, put the incense sticks in, and said, "Without you brothers and sisters, my mother would have died in the wilderness. How could I be where I am now?"

Mentioning the kindness of the past, He Bianzhou shook his head, his eyes full of nostalgia for the past.

Zhao Zenian had lunch in advance, left Guanjiang Tower before noon, and galloped eastward on horseback. On the way, heavy snow fell from the sky, but he still rode at a steady pace—he couldn't wait to go to Jingxu Pavilion.

It has been almost four or five years since he recuperated in Yaowang Valley until today. The Pavilion Master visited him every year. As his body got better day by day, his desire to repay him became stronger and stronger!

Walking to Qingshitang, Zhao Zenian got off his horse by the water and took out a firework bomb from his arms.

Blue and white fireworks bloomed in the air, Zhao Zenian stood with his hands behind his back, and waited for about an incense stick, when the sound of horseshoes came from behind...

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed, and the business of Guanjiang Tower is booming. Zhao Zenian has also grown from a fledgling young boy to a well-informed and experienced prodigal son.

This is a winding official road, like a long cloth strip with no end in sight. The trees on both sides of the road are luxuriant, like large dark green umbrellas opened up, forming a natural sunshade.

There is a simple tea house beside the road. The weather is getting hotter in early summer. With such a sunshade, you can feel comfortable and cool in it.

Accompanied by the sound of hooves from far to near, Zhao Zenian stopped in front of the tea house on a big brown horse.

Xiao Er waved the white scarf on his shoulders and greeted him warmly: "Guest officer, it's been a tiring journey, sit down and have a cup of tea before leaving!"

Zhao Zenian handed him the horse and sat down at an empty table.

Today he was wearing a sky-blue gown with straight skirts, with dark green complex dark patterns on it, and a white hollowed-out carved jade pendant hung on the light blue belt.

The whole person is very relaxed, his face is still handsome like someone's son, and his expression is lazy like a cat in the arms of a lady.

Xiao Er has been sizing him up all the time, probably thinking that he is dressed like someone's young master, so there is flattery in his eyes: "Guest officer, what do you need? We have food and drink here!"

Zhao Zeqing coughed and said, "A pot of tea..."

Xiao Er bowed his waist and waited, seeing that he stopped talking after saying three words, he couldn't help but walk away embarrassingly.

Seeing Xiaoer's deflated expression, Zhao Zenian's mouth curled up slightly. The boring and hard work of this journey was gradually replaced by a kind of joy.

After drinking a bowl of tea, he beckoned, and Xiao Er ran over hopefully. He put a piece of broken silver on the table and asked, "How far is Danxi Town from here?"

"The guest officer is riding a horse, and it only takes an hour to arrive!"

With a sound of "En", Zhao Zenian got up and walked towards the horse under the tree: "Except for the tea money, I will reward you for the rest."

Xiao Er suddenly smiled, stroked the silver he just got, and shouted loudly: "Thank you, guest officer, and welcome guest officer to come again!"

What good tea can there be in the teahouse next to the official road?A pot of tea can't make much money at all, so Xiaoer is very happy about the benefits of asking for directions and getting rewards.

Zhao Zenian casually walked under the tree and untied the rein. As soon as he led it to the road, he turned his head and saw two young men appearing in the direction he came from, one in front and one behind, separated by a short distance.

Zhao Zenian carefully observed the appearance of the two men, and sat on the horse with long legs. After turning a corner, he got off the horse and tied the reins to the tree, then turned back on foot, and hid behind the tree to spy.

The little second hand was still holding the reward silver he gave, and smiled and welcomed the two men in their twenties into the tea room.

At noon, there were more and more customers in the teahouse, and all the tables were occupied, so Xiao Er had to let the two of them share the table.

The one on the left is probably no more than 20 years old, with half-drapped hair and a white jade hairpin.

He is obviously a man, but he has a bright and delicate face, bright eyes and white teeth, and a hint of heroism between his brows. He is wearing a water-green bamboo leaf slim-fitting robe, and holds a long sword in his left hand.

This guest officer was better than Zhao Zenian, and he didn't disappoint Xiao Er. He ordered tea and food, and ate quickly, but without losing elegance.

The man on the right looked to be in his early twenties, with a Taoist hair combed, wearing a dark yellow straight-leg robe, the material of which was slightly better than linen. The uppers of the short boots were covered with loess, and his face looked tired. After sitting down, he drank one cup after another, and quickly finished the whole pot of tea.

Zhao Zenian looked carefully and confirmed that the more embarrassed person on the right was the target of his trip——Xu Yuan.

After thinking about it, Zhao Zenian chose a closer tree to hide in, wanting to confirm whether Xu Yuan knew the man on the left—he has always been like this.

Xu Yuan quenched his thirst, wiped off the remaining water stains on his lips with the back of his hand, and raised his head contentedly, only to find that the person opposite was staring at him with a bit of mockery on his face.

Xu Yuan's face turned red suddenly, he looked down at the table, and cupped his hands unnaturally: "I am very thirsty, and my behavior is rude, which makes the young master laugh."

The man in the bamboo-leaf robe smiled nonchalantly and asked, "Look at you, you've walked a long way, haven't you?"

Xu Yuan replied: "Yes..."

When Xiaoer brought the food, Xu Yuan just picked up the chopsticks and remembered something, and quickly grabbed Xiaoer's sleeve: "Brother Xiaoer, I want to ask, is Danxi Town still far from here?"

Xiao Er looked at his clothes that had been covered with dust all the way, and there was a small hole scratched somewhere on the hem of the clothes, and replied: "It will take more than two hours for the guest officer to walk."

Xu Yuan looked up at the sky: "So, I can arrive before dark?"

Xiaoer nodded, closed his eyes and signaled: "Guest officer, I still have to go to work."

"Ah? I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Xu Yuan withdrew his hand in a panic and let Xiao Er leave.

The man in the bamboo leaf robe couldn't help but burst out laughing, Xu Yuan blushed and asked, "Young master, what are you laughing at?"

The man in the bamboo leaf robe waved his hand, and his smile faded: "It's nothing, I think you look a few years older than me, but your words and deeds are very... simple, like a child who goes out for the first time, obviously has a lot of words I want to ask clearly, but I can’t open my mouth because of something.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yuan's face was completely red, he smiled awkwardly, and concentrated on eating.

Zhao Zenian raised his eyebrows, thinking: Don't they really know each other?

Xu Yuan ate very quickly, and after eating, he picked up his bag and went to Xiao Er, asking about the specific route to Danxi Town.

Xiaoer was very impatient: "Danxi Town, just walk along this official road! Walk and walk, and when you see a side road that is about the same width, turn directly in, keep walking, and you will see Dan The gate of Xi Town is open!"

Xu Yuan looked very disturbed: "Is this the first fork in the road? How wide is it? Can you explain it more clearly?"

Xiao Er was busy cleaning the table, her face was full of displeasure: "I didn't say it clearly enough? You just go on like this, and you will know when the time comes!"

Zhao Zenian shook his head speechlessly. This Xu Yuan was even more humble and humble than the letter said. It seems that this task is not difficult, at most it will take some time.

Xu Yuan naturally saw that Xiao Er was impatient, but he had to inquire clearly. When he was in trouble, he unconsciously scratched the hair on the back of his head.Just then, a small red thing fell from him.

Zhao Zenian squinted and thought it was a sachet.

Xu Yuan didn't realize it, he was still pleading with the little girl, but the man in the bamboo leaf robe who was at the same table saw it, bent down to pick it up, looked at it and shouted: "Hey, your things are missing!"

Xu Yuan looked back suspiciously, and after seeing it clearly, he was nervous and happy: "This is the sachet my mother gave me! Young master, thank you! If it weren't for you, I would have lost it!"