Chapter 262 Standpoint
The clouds are falling, bringing a little shady atmosphere to the city of Hangzhou above the earth. Amidst the faint sounds of firecrackers and gongs and drums coming from outside, Xiaochan is holding a wooden barrel. I ran into the shade of a tree and hung my washed clothes on the rope across the courtyard. The girl is at her most fresh and lively age. Even though she is wearing a patched gray skirt, the hem of the skirt that occasionally flutters in the breeze can still highlight her slender and graceful figure. While she was hanging clothes, she smiled and talked to the young man sitting under the eaves reading a book.
That was her uncle, of course, he is now her man.
"It's so lively... Uncle, you think he can choose that martial arts master today."
What she said was naturally the commotion in the city these days. The "Green Forest Conference" that is making a lot of noise, it is said that many strange people have demonstrated their skills in that conference these days. Several generals with high martial arts skills in the city, as well as the Holy Duke Fangla, participated in the viewing. Nowadays, these things are talked about every day outside. Talking about the powerful skills performed by someone, even talking about each person more than before. The battle between the gifted poets is more interesting.
Of course, when it comes to poetry and literary societies, they are not absent in the city these days. Many literary societies have taken action in these days, and a few good poems have been circulated, as well as some articles criticizing shortcomings. There are a group of literati who have not been selected before, and naturally hope to get an official position before the new dynasty is officially established.
The gentlemen from Wenlie Academy also participated in these poetry gatherings, and their status was not low, but Ning Yi naturally did not go - the Ba Daoying side did not impose any restrictions on this. But firstly, Ning Yi was not well-known in Hangzhou literary circles before. Secondly, his current status in Wenlie Academy is complicated. No one dares to mess with him, but he has no official status. Even if people had discussions, they were only discussed within the academy, so his name was not spread out after all. To take a step back, even if someone asked him, he would not be able to interfere with these boring things at this time - his poetic talent is fake anyway, and he would avoid it if he could.
At this time, when he heard Xiaochan talking about the conference, Ning Yi raised his eyebrows slightly: "He is the deputy leader of the martial arts alliance, not a master of the martial arts... But even your uncle, who is known as the Bloody Hand Human Slaughter, is my uncle. If you don’t invite me, it’s nothing like a martial arts conference. It’s just a bunch of farmers entertaining themselves...”
Ning Yi usually jokes, and his tone is always half boring and half ridiculing. , Xiaochan laughed when she heard it, and she clung to the back of the clothes on the rope: "Uncle, just go. Didn't Brother Chang say you can go?"
Ning Yi smiled while holding the book. : "But he also said that it was a gathering of farmers. If a low-level martial artist like Ah Chang Ah Ming is too lazy to go, won't I lose my status if I go, and will I be asked to be the leader of the alliance?"
"Oh, but I heard at the medical center that there are people who can breathe fire..." Xiaochan said, quite regretfully, "There are also people who can do a hundred somersaults in a row..."
Ning Yi didn't comment on her idea of treating jugglers as martial arts masters. Of course, the girl was not a fool. She was just chattering for fun at this time. After drying the clothes, she put the wooden basin back into the room, sat down next to Ning Yi, and fanned herself with a cattail leaf fan. When Ning Yi read, she followed suit, and occasionally chatted with Ning Yi. After a while, he lowered his voice and said, "Uncle, I heard what they said. Did you talk about Mr. Qian in the academy?"
Since visiting Qian Xiwen, the environment around Ning Yi has actually changed. It became much more relaxed - maybe it didn't start with visiting Mr. Qian, but after talking to the young man on the roof that day, the people from Ba Dao Camp sent more clothes, various daily necessities, etc. Therefore, today's two-person world has basically become smoother. But what Ning Yi said in class about Qian Xiwen aroused repercussions in the academy. Nowadays, most people think that Ning Yi has suicidal tendencies. Xiaochan naturally knows about it and asks about it at this time. Of course she also knew that her uncle's mood was actually affected to a certain extent that day.
Ning Yi looked at him, nodded, and said softly while flipping through the book: "It's okay. You know what we are doing in Huzhou is not small. Someone wants to protect your uncle. It's not because he has a headache. , I just think that your uncle is useful - very useful. That Liu Dabiao... is a madman who takes eccentric swords. He cannot be too conservative, nor can he be handsome alone... …Only when I do something extraordinary can people like me. Moreover, I really want to do something to help Mr. Qian. I don’t want his and his family’s bones to be buried in mass graves and cannot be picked out in the future... ..."
Xiaochan nodded. In fact, although she seemed cheerful recently, she was actually quite sensitive in her heart. She had been worried about this and that. Therefore, Ning Yi did not shy away from anything that could be discussed and would always talk to her. Speaking of the old man, the girl fanned herself slightly in silence. After a moment, she looked at Ning Yi and said, "Does the uncle tell those children this...does he really want to teach them well?"
"Why not?" Ning Yi looked at her with a smile.
"But... they are, after all,..."
"Xiaochan, do you think...I am on the side of the imperial court?"
"Uh." I probably hadn't thought about these things before, and now I was asked , Xiaochan was startled. After all, she still regarded Fang La's army as a rebel army. After thinking for a while, she stammered: "But, but... the old man of the Qian family is not... not..."
"I respect Qian Xiwen because the old man has his own way. , and he carries it out very well, it has nothing to do with which side he is on. If I stand on the side of the court, should I stand with those civil servants who only know corruption, and those military officers who are greedy for life and fear of death? Rogue, the person who makes me feel hopeless, where do you stand? I hope they die cleanly. Xiaochan, I don't take any side. People like Mr. Qian make me feel that they should live. The rest of the people, except for you and your lady, don't care. It doesn’t matter to me if they all die.”
Ning Yi smiled: "Since I am a teacher here now, I will do my duty as a teacher and teach them good things, because they are just students. If they learn it, I will be very happy. The world has changed again." It's even more interesting. Xiaochan, just like those officials when we escaped, I thought it was a waste to let them occupy a place in my mind. They are cockroaches. If you see them, you can trample them to death. If you can't, just pretend you haven't seen them. They are everywhere anyway."
He shrugged: "Anyway, I don't hate them, nor do I like them. They."
After saying this, I felt that what I said was a bit cold, but when I looked at Xiaochan, I found that the other person was nodding with his chin in his hands, which was obviously not perfunctory. In fact, Xiao Chan was thinking the same thing. She was just a little maid anyway, and the world she lived in was nothing more than the small courtyard and the sisters and uncles in the small courtyard. In the future, there might also be children she gave birth to with her uncle, and things outside the courtyard. It doesn't mean much to her either. Of course, she is not as open-minded as her uncle. She still holds a grudge against those bad officials who betrayed her uncle, and feels that it would be better if they died.
On the autumn afternoon, the atmosphere seemed a bit leisurely in such small talk. The weather turned cooler and the wind was light and the clouds were light. On days like this, with the celebrations outside, the various wars happening around Hangzhou seem a little distant. Although wounded soldiers occasionally arrive, if they stay in the academy, they will just give lectures every day, watch a group of Confucian scholars drink tea, discuss in a low voice some academic issues that are no different from their parents' quarrels, or discuss the recent past. The lively events in Hangzhou are really like a peaceful age of singing and dancing.
Ning Yi knows that he still has a hurdle to pass. No matter how leisurely he is now, someone will always come over and make arrangements for him. People under low eaves can only do this. But this level came a little unexpectedly, and the experience was actually a little strange.
It was the morning of the third day after chatting with Xiaochan. When he finished teaching and was preparing to pack his things and wait to take away today's salary, the mountain director Feng Yongli came to find him and told him with a complicated expression that Liu Dabiao wanted to see him. .
The area near Wenlie Academy is basically the territory of Liu Dabiao of Batao Camp. Ning Yi knew it at this time. Batao Battalion participated in the war in Jiaxing before, and it seemed that he had finally returned by this time. Ning Yi followed Feng Yongli out of the academy. When he got to the road outside, he saw various flags flying, most of which were broken or stained with blood. Groups of soldiers probably dispersed nearby. At this time, they went home in twos and threes, shouting Shouting, tugging, tugging.
The house where Liu Dabiao lives is at the corner of the street. Maybe he just arrived in the morning, so it looks messy inside. Ning Yi walked in from the door, and there were also groups of soldiers running around. Some were placing various items, and some were cleaning. After entering a few doors, Ning Yi was led into a relatively quiet courtyard. Two soldiers with swords opened the front door for him. The room was filled with the smell of medicine. After he entered, the door was closed behind him. , the surroundings suddenly darkened.
The room in front of me is actually a bit big, like the emperor's palace on TV - as the Jinluan Palace, it is still small. It belongs to the kind of people who have no budget and rent a small hall - the two feet in front of Ning Yi are all It seemed a little empty. There was a gauze curtain hanging in front of it. A window on the side of the gauze curtain was opened, and the light shone in, allowing Ning Yi to see clearly what was ahead.
It was a large bed like a dragon chair, with a backrest and armrests, but no upper frame. Because it was too big, it could only be called a bed. Only the outline of the bed can be seen clearly through the gauze curtain. There are many strange things placed next to the big bed, such as tables, books, various slips, tripods, and incense burners. The incense burners are burning incense, probably to dilute it a little. Medicinal smell. On the outline of the big bed, there was a powerful giant blade leaning on it, and a figure was sitting there calmly. Because it was a black shadow, and matched with the giant blade, it looked very domineering, but it was a bit petite, which slightly diluted the solemnity. breath.
Next to the incense burner on one side of the bed, another figure, probably a maid, was standing there, fiddling with something.
The three people in the room just calmed down the atmosphere.
At this time, Ning Yi was completely sure that the person sitting opposite was indeed the woman named Liu Xigua whom he had seen during the sneak attack on Taiping Lane that day. After waiting for a long time, the first voice finally came from the other side of the curtain.
"This is Liu Dabiao." He was half pretentious and half pretentious, coupled with the rough but still feminine voice, it became quite weird.
The voice was unpleasant... After thinking about it for a long time, this was Ning Yi's truly profound first impression of the girl named Liu Xigua.
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For my mom’s birthday, I went to the KTV with her. It was too late to finish coding. I wanted to update it very punctually... (End of this chapter)