[Comprehensive] Shining like the sun and the moon

"What's wrong, but what's wrong?"

Holding the letter, Tan Zhao shook his head quickly: "No, there is nothing wrong with it."

Why don't you watch it?

Isn't this about respecting the artwork? Tan Zhao carefully opened the envelope, and leisurely unfolded the neatly folded letter paper before reading it.

Wang Xianzhi: ...so solemn? !

But no matter how solemn it is, it seems to be very fast. Tan Zhao read it at a glance, and then folded the letter paper and put it in the envelope. Unexpectedly, the father of the book sage would invite him to have a meal. I don’t know if there is a roast goose in sauce. .

"how?"

"Your father invited me to come over to talk about it. Zijing, do you have anything else to say?"

Wang Xianzhi nodded, he did hear something, but he didn't know whether to say it or not.

Tan Zhao immediately understood: "Would it be that I would be unhappy after hearing this?"

Junior Wang nodded.

"Tell me, I'll hold you back." While speaking, Tan Zhao had already stuffed the letter into his bosom, as if he wanted to go back and frame it.

"Shuzhi, do you still remember the son of the Lu family in his mountain garden?"

Tan Zhao really tried his best to recall it, and then he remembered who it was: "But that Mr. Wushuang from Hongluo Academy?"

"It's him." Wang Xianzhi said with regret, "He passed away yesterday."

Tan Zhao was startled: "Dead?"

"Yesterday, there was a gathering of talented men in the city, and the post also came to me, but I refused because I was afraid of missing you. I heard from friends who went with me that Mr. Lu didn't want to give up. thing, who would have expected..."

Lu Wushui died, due to improper dosing.

This is sad and ridiculous. When he left his mountain garden that day, Tan Zhao still vaguely remembered the appearance of the other party who cherished his life, as if he wanted to take good care of his health and refused to accept it.

If he knew this earlier, he wouldn't bother to save people.

"Listen, it's really unpleasant."

Hearing this news, Wang Xianzhi was also terrified. The danger of his mountain garden that day is still vivid in his memory. He never thought that Lu Wushui could win his life for the sake of fame. Similarly... he also thought of his old father at home.

"You said my father..."

"Zijing, the only one who can save your father is your father himself."

When the topic is here, there is no need to go deeper. They are all smart people, so how could they not understand.Tan Zhao made an appointment with someone to go to Shanyin, and took the Kuaiji missing persons report collected by the Wang family back to the next door.

"What's the matter, you're unhappy all over your face?"

Tan Zhao scoffed, "Is it written horizontally or vertically?"

"It was your little ancestor who scratched you. He kept calling for you, but I refused to listen to you no matter how much I persuaded you!" Speaking of this, I became angry. Couldn't communication with him be as good as talking with a duck?

While speaking, Fengli had already rushed to his exclusive position, nestled on his shoulders, yawned, chirped, and then closed his eyes.

"Fuck you, my little ancestor can't bear it."

Tan Zhao put the booklet on the table and poured himself a cup of tea, but the tea was not as tasty as wine after all.

"Come on, let the mountain god enlighten you."

Tan Zhao glanced inside: "Where's He Zihui?"

"Inside, it's said to be thinking about some major life event, but it seems to be enlightened." Yu Shao pursed her lips and said to the inner room.

"Lu Wushui is dead." Tan Zhao said without any warning.

Yu Shao's reflex arc was also really long. When he heard it suddenly, he really didn't realize it: "Who is Lu Wushui?"

"..." Get out of the group.

"No, don't say it first, I can definitely think of it by myself."

"..." I didn't intend to say it.

"What!!! Lu Wushui died! Why?!" Yu Shao finally remembered and jumped up.

He Yong "just happened" to pass by and asked his own question: "Who is Lu Wushui?"

After listening to Tan Zhao's narration, both of them sighed.

"Shuzhi, luckily I listened to you, and I stopped touching cold food." This is luck and fear.

Yu Shao was even more straightforward: "You human beings are really not afraid of death!"

Tan Zhao knocked on the stone table, signaling to the mountain god to pay attention to your statement, but He Yong has a big heart and can't hear any problems.

He Yong's mind was on other things.

Yu Shao was able to return safely, and He Yong let go of the big stone in his heart, but what followed was an inexplicable emptiness. He had been hanging out with Zhu Shuzhi before, and he naively thought that everyone would be happy together as a playboy, but now he finds that People still need some skills.

"Shuzhi, you said I'm going to study now, is it too late?" It was a small eager look.

Yu Shao's eyes widened: "Are you going to study?"

"Can't you?"

"Okay, live and learn, but are you sure?" Tan Zhao couldn't help asking back.

He Yong's whole face was wrinkled together: "I'm not sure! It's all because I was playful in the past. If I can't be successful, I can't even do business. Don't tell me, do you think I'm a failure in life?"

"Well, it was indeed quite a failure."

"Oh~" cried Liao.

At this moment, it was Yu Shao who comforted him and said, "He Zihui, don't keep comparing yourself with King Zhu Yan, he is no ordinary person, he is even more fierce than a strange beast, are you asking for trouble by comparing him? Well."

"..." was not comforted, and who is Zhu Yanwang?

"Just be yourself. This time I was injured because of my own carelessness. It has nothing to do with whether you delay or not. Even if you don't go, it's just a matter of time. Besides, don't you see that I have nothing to do now? .”

It is rare for Yu Shao to say something serious. He Yong's impression of Yu Shao has always been that he is a hermit and noble son who can fight well. As for the sophistication of the world, there is nothing to say.

He said in a daze: "Then I..."

Tan Zhao clapped his hands suddenly: "Would you like to go to Hongluo Academy to listen and try?"

Hongluo Academy is one of the top academies in the Jiangnan area, and it sends talents to the imperial court every three years. It is not easy to attend, but the face of the Wang family next door must be given.

Anyway, the Wang family next door wanted something from him, so it's not too much to ask.

"Then I want to go too, can I?"

Tan Zhao nodded silently to Shangyu Shao's bright eyes, it's okay, one is a belt, and the two are also belts, it's not a big problem.

"No, wait, Yu Shaoshao, can you read?"

In the courtyard, Tan was being chased and beaten by the mountain god. The scene was very bloody for a while, children had better not watch it.

Soon, all the mountain ghosts went up to the mountain to listen. Tan Zhao had already read the missing persons report. To be honest, it was unexpected.

No matter whether it is ordinary people or noble families, some of them are out of date or encounter unexpected disasters, and their life and death are unknown.

After excluding most of the hard reasons, Tan Zhao deleted another list by himself.

After the death of Liu Dan, the internal history of Kuaiji, there was no trace of Dao Laogui, and there was no news of the living dead. Now there is a mysterious mountain god who manipulates the wind civet stick. Tan Zhao suddenly felt that his force value seemed a bit insufficient used.

System: You can also choose to ignore it.

[talk later. ]

System: Anyway, I think you just want to make trouble.

Tan, who was defined by the system as wanting to do something, was soon invited to Shanyin. The father of Shusheng sent his sons away very capriciously, and waited until the moon was hanging on the treetops before he took out the real "hard food" .

Tan Zhao stared at the vermilion herb sachet on the table, and said with a smile, "Didn't the old man invite me to eat roast goose with sauce?"

"Hmph! That's the old man's heart and soul, how dare you think about it!" The man was always thinking about his goose, so he should beat it.

Tan Zhao laughed, Zijing, do you know that your status is not as good as that of a goose?

"The old man looked up the ancient books and said that there is a kind of grass in this world that can make people get what they want in their dreams. Because of its function, it is called the Dream Grass. Is the old man right?"

"That's right." Tan Zhao immediately admitted that what was in the sachet was indeed Huaimengcao.

Wang Xizhi's voice suddenly became distant: "The old man had a dream."

"What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed about myself... when I was young."

The son of an aristocratic family, elegant and handsome, with a literati spirit, determined to do something, but the so-called road is long and long, and this long has grown to the present. When he is old, the country is even more barren.

I don't know when it started, but he also imitated others and pinned his fighting spirit on Hanshi San.

The reality is already cruel, so why not have a good time in your dreams.

If it weren't for that tragic but real dream, he wouldn't even remember the feeling of riding a horse.

In the end, everything turned into unwillingness.

After all, he is just a layman, and he doesn't want to die if he hasn't realized what he wants.

"So, have you changed your mind?"

The thin old man shook his head: "If the old man says no, what will you do?"

"It's nothing, I'm not the one who's going to die." Tan Zhao said calmly, besides... the handwriting on that letter has already betrayed you, Father Shusheng.

"But you know, the old man has to die." Wang Xizhi wanted to drink, but apparently after taking the first sip, he realized that the glass was not wine but water. Of course, he didn't care too much, so he continued to talk after moistening his lips. , "The old man is already old, but Zijing and the others are still young. The Sima family has deceived others too much, and there will be retribution one day."

"Because of the Sima family's forced marriage?" Tan Zhao asked lightly about Night Breeze.

Wang Xizhi was very surprised, and then overjoyed: "Zijing is honored to have a friend like you. No wonder Jing came back that day and said such words to the old man."

Tan Zhao didn't speak.

"Yes or no, the Wang and Xie families are too eye-catching, even if it's not Zijing, there will be others."

The night wind blew gently, causing a soft dizziness. The old man who had seen through the world was very indifferent. At this time, it made little difference whether to drink or drink tea.

At this moment, the real old man Tan made his own voice: "I have a good heart, even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets, old man, there are many ways to die, understand?"

Wang Xizhi: ...