Chapter 249

Shi Qinglian asks Chen Nian not to help Ling Yun cook. She takes Chen Nian to sit down. He has lived in this small town for many years, seen a lot of people, and seen a lot of things. She doesn't take special care of Chen Nian either. It's just that when Mr. Chen accepted his disciples, he just happened to meet Chen Nian.

Let Ling Yun become Chen Nian's teacher, in fact, is also to make up for some of Ling Yun's regrets in that year. Of course, the emergence of Chen Nian is not necessarily accidental, it's just the necessity under the accident, but also the accident in the necessity. If you let Chen Nian leave here and let younger martial brother take Chen Nian away, there won't be many accidents. The longer younger martial brother lives and the stronger his strength is, the fewer people want to kill him, But the more powerful it is, the safer it is.

Moreover, Chen Nian is a very good child, better than Ling Yun in some aspects. They are teachers and students, but they can also act as mirrors for each other. Even if the younger martial brother is not willing to do so, it will make Chen Nian better. For Chen Nian, who has never felt comfortable living, he is indeed a very good mirror.

"Xiaonian, how do you like your husband when you go out with him?" Shi Qinglian asked mildly.

Chen Nian thought about it and said, "Mr. Chen is very good."

Shi Qinglian said, "it's just that some things are done deliberately, which will make you feel bad and have ulterior motives. After all, it's strange that a child in a poor alley is suddenly taken in by others and treated him so well. He doesn't have a plan."

"It's human nature to think well or badly about people's minds," Shi Qinglian said gently. "I can guarantee for you that he may have a lot of thoughts for others, but he has no other thoughts for you."

Chen Nian was silent for a while. He looked up at Shi Qinglian and said in an obscure tone: "what is it that I am worthy of seeing in this way?"

Shi Qinglian takes out a handful of spring water from her sleeve robe and puts it in front of Chen Nian. Chen Nian looks at the picture and falls into silence for a long time. In the spring water, a child stands on the wall in front of a sea of corpses. Someone protects him behind him. Only when Shi Qinglian deliberately highlights it, Chen Nian can see the child trembling.

After the war, the child will follow the medical soldiers, help them deliver medicine and bandage. Although he is short, he will do a lot of things. Even so, he is not compatible with the environment where only orders and steps are left in silence.

Finally, the child was pulled aside by a woman who shot through the armor, and whispered a few words to the child. The child shriveled his mouth, didn't cry, but felt aggrieved.

A woman carrying her child went out to a military tent. Compared with many people's barracks, it was very lonely. Few people wanted to come here, and many people wanted to come but couldn't. on the bed of the military tent, there was a man who couldn't see his face clearly. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see the little child's face clearly. He was still shriveled and couldn't help crying, He went to the man lying on the bed. His little hand could only hold his three fingers, shook them, shook them, then put them down and walked out of the tent alone.

In Chen Nian's eyes, he can only see the child's lonely back. It seems that the world is very busy, but it is so cold.

"Is he... A young man?" Chen Nian asked softly.

Shi Qinglian put away the clear spring and said gently, "of course, your husband doesn't like to cry. He really feels aggrieved. He shrivels his mouth, shrugs his nose, and then buries it in his heart."

Chen Nian felt that he had a hard life, but a child who grew up in the battlefield had seen too much life and death since he was a child. What he wanted to keep would never be able to keep, "who is..."

"He is a very powerful man," Shi Qinglian said thoughtfully, "a very powerful man." He stressed the word "human". For thousands of years, there is only one person who can really do what immortals can't do as a human being.

He learned from ghost Valley and accommodated hundreds of families. However, most of these people don't live long. Moreover, he acts ruthlessly and insidiously, and it's not too much to be called the world's first poison man. It's reasonable that such a person is easy to die young, but he just interferes too much. In the end, ghost Valley only takes revenge on some people symbolically, and it's still those who don't affect the overall situation.

"After that?" Chen Nian asked. He knew that Mr. Chen was thoughtful, but no matter how thoughtful he was, there must be a reason. "How are you, sir?"

"Of course, it's not good. Compared with you, it's only worse," Shi Qinglian said, "so he's very good to you and cares about you. The most important thing is that what he wants to happen to him will never appear in his old life."

"For example?" Chen Nian asked softly.

Shi Qinglian said with a smile, "such as not so extreme, such as not so much hatred, such as for this world, not so disappointed."

"It's very different to have good thoughts in your heart, to abandon them at any time and to abide by them all the time. I also hope that Chen Nian's heart will abide by good morality all the time, and your husband doesn't want Chen Nian to be a student who makes a lot of mistakes because of some things that are easy to lose his mind." Shi Qinglian showed Chen Nian a picture of time.

It was Ling Yun sitting in the sunset with blood flowing under his feet. His face was cold. Shi Qinglian said faintly: "this is the only wrong thing your husband has done so far. His current practice is falling. This is the most important reason."

"Did you kill them all?"

"Slaughtering a hundred people for one person is cold and cruel," Shi Qinglian rubbed Chen Nian's head. "When he sees you, it's like seeing himself who hasn't gone the wrong way."

"I'll follow you all the time, sir." Chen Nian firmly said that probably from some stories, he can guess more things. Chen Nian never speculates maliciously about a person, nor does he speculate kindly about a person. But if that person is his own husband, whether he is right or wrong is his own business, and how students do it is a student's business, he has paid a painful price for it, Even more painful than dying hundreds of times, he may not really be able to repay, but he has already tasted the bitter fruit. Some things are more painful to live than to die.

Shi Qinglian has collected these things. Ling Yun's journey is actually very sad. It seems that in this world, when a child was very young, he had gone through a complete journey. When he could really try to change something, he was mostly disappointed. Ling Yun broke the fish soup, and the dishes were ready. He rolled up his sleeves and rolled up his trouser legs, Xia Liangfeng, with grass roots in his mouth, walked in carelessly.

Bowing to Ling Yun and Shi Qinglian, Ling Yun said with a smile, "is this the great Xia of Xiaonian's town?"

Xia Liangfeng's eyes lit up as soon as he heard it. He gave Chen Nian the look of a good brother, "has this elder brother heard someone's name in summer?"

Shi Qinglian coughed softly, "Xia Daxia, you have to give me face. Please sit down and have dinner quietly."

Xia Liangfeng respects Shi Qinglian very much. Shi Qinglian also knows that if her younger martial brother is really gagging, there's no limit. Otherwise, the teacher won't say that the younger martial brother is very good. Shi Qinglian takes a bite and extends her hand to Ling Yun. Ling Yun sighs. She doesn't have much wine left. If she didn't ask for some according to Yi Shan before she comes here, There may not be wine to drink now.

Four people and four jars of wine, Xia Liangfeng has a bitter face. He is not unable to drink, but not very able to drink. As a great Xia wandering in the river and lake, he has always been a thorn in Xia Liangfeng's heart. Shi Qinglian raised her glass, "meeting is fate. You and I have a good drink."

Shi Qinglian drank it all in one gulp, and the three men followed him closely. "It's still a few years before the old age can reach the crown. Great Xia has already reached the crown. According to the Confucian etiquette, the young man and the crown gift, the teacher should write for his life."

"Liang Feng is bold and unconstrained, which has always been the ancient style of my Confucian students. He is not only a scholar, but also a scholar. How about Xia Liang Feng in Kunwu Town, with the word Renwu?" Shi Qinglian said with a smile.

Ling Yun thought about it, and finally did not dig a hole for Xia Liangfeng in this matter, "yes."

"Thank you for your name," Xia Liangfeng said with a smile

Xia Liangfeng has his own chance. There's no need to worry about this. Besides, the younger martial brother is also here, so there won't be a big problem. It's just that young people, if they don't give a goal, it's not a good thing after all.

"Xiaonian is your student. What do you think you should write?" Shi Qinglian asked.

"Peace and happiness are the most difficult things in the world. Of course, Pingle's son is the best. He is peaceful and happy." Ling Yun said gently.

Xia Liangfeng, with a smile, patted Ling Yun on the shoulder. "Xiaonian, you don't have my domineering power."

"I think it's good." Chen Nian said happily that he had never thought that he could read books in his whole life. He had a sincere smile and was from the bottom of his heart. Naturally, the inscription was no small thing. The name of the scholar was much louder than his words.

There is a small head sticking out of the door with a runny nose on the tip of the nose. This is the sugar gourd that Chen Nian regarded as his younger brother. Its real name is Tang Liuru, and Liuru is Liuliu Dashun. It means everything goes well. It's a very good name.

"Old age, can I stutter?" In the eyes of the sugar gourd, you can only recognize the old age.

Chen Nian told Mr. Ling Yun before that he wanted to prepare some for the sugar gourd. "I left you a fish and two bowls of fried rice. The fish was sent to my aunt. Mr. Ling specially left it."

Sugar gourd ran to Chen Nian and wiped his nose with his clothes. "Chen Nian, you are very sensible."

"Thank you, sir." Chen Nian said with a straight face.

Sugar gourd glanced at Ling Yun and Shi Qinglian and said "thank you".

Ling Yun picks his eyebrows, but Shi Qinglian says with a smile: "it's said that the scholars in the world are the least important. Today, when I see the great talent of Tang Dynasty, I know that's true."

"The ancients did not deceive me." When sugar gourd runs to the kitchen, he shouts. The one in green shirt cooks delicious food, but he doesn't know whether it's delicious or not.

Ling Tian thinks that this should be a child's nature, but it's not very good. However, the sugar gourd is still small and can be taught. Looking at Ling Yun's face, in the eyes of the child who grew up eating a hundred meals in this shabby lane, there are many subtle expressions that can show the master's attitude. My husband doesn't like the sugar gourd, but he just thinks it's not very good,

But the nature of sugar gourd is not bad. The children growing up in the back alley are all wild dogs covered with thorns. If they can't be touched by others, they will show their teeth even if they stand far away.

Four people eat, sugar gourd holding back and forth two times, sugar gourd's talent is also excellent, Ling Yun such people can see, but that's how Ling Yun just curious about this town, where in the end, how can there be so many gifted children.

Even in Kyushu, there may not be so many gifted children in one state. They are not turnips or cabbages. They can be seen everywhere.

After years of washing dishes, Xia Liangfeng talks after him. Ling Yun is led by his master Qinglian to play chess. Ling Yun is not very proficient in chess and doesn't have so much leisure to do these things, so he is losing. "Wait a minute, I have to regret a move."

"No regrets."

"If you know what's wrong, you can correct it."

"What's wrong can't be changed."

"What can't be changed about playing chess."

"Chess is like life."

"Elder martial brother, that's not right. I can't change my chess. What else can I change my life?"

"This is sophistry..."

"Hey, I have to..."