Chapter 1298 1298: The world is vast with just one thought [please vote]
The spring scenery is bright and the blue waves are rippling.
In a misty and misty place, there is a private school.
Jingle bells, jingle bells, rhythmic ringing in the courtyard. A group of children who had long been unable to sit still looked at the Master eagerly. The master smiled and put down the book in his hand: [I know that you are eager to return home. When you return in three days, your homework will be checked one by one. 】
The child with a bun smiled and grabbed his schoolbag, then lined up with several private school ladies outside the door to wait for adults to take them away.
The public security here is acceptable, and these students all have cultivation qualifications and are not afraid of ordinary dangers, but given their age, Master is worried about them going to and from school alone. It was the turn of the students on duty to stay and tidy up, while the other children bowed and said goodbye to the Master one by one.
The master also gave his mother-in-law a holiday for the holidays.
The private school then became quiet.
The Master lay on the deck chair in the courtyard and fell asleep for a while, when a rustling sound came from his ears: [Humph, where did this little thief come from? 】
A tall and sturdy shadow fell from the eaves.
This person was dressed like a fisherman, and his figure was extremely oppressive. Just standing there made people feel that the space was cramped. If any nearby residents come over, they will recognize him as the boatman who plows his boat upstream all year round. He likes to fish the most on weekdays, but it is a pity that he cannot catch many fish all year round. Some people who traveled across the Taiwan Strait to make a living couldn't afford the Sichuan boat fare, so they used a few small fish as compensation.
[I got some fish today, they are plump and plump. 】
[Did you catch it? 】
[Whether it was caught by fishing or slapped by me? Anyway, I had to cut off my scales and have my belly boiled in a pot. 】
The master pointed the cattail leaf fan in the direction of the private school's kitchen.
The boatman was holding the fish and cursing.
His fishing skills are not good, but his cooking skills are pretty good: [Last time I visited Zheng Qiao’s grave, a new restaurant opened in the town at the foot of the mountain, and its signature dish was this fish in sour soup. I tasted it and found out that it tasted really good, so I learned how to do it. 】
[Can someone teach you how to make a living? 】
[Hmph, who is this old man? 】
Is life more important, or the recipe?
Besides, the chef of this restaurant also learned for free elsewhere, but he only benefited from the information difference because the local people didn't move around much and didn't know the news elsewhere. The boatman has no burden for this, nor does he feel that he has done anything wrong.
The Master took a sip and said, "It's acceptable." 】
The boatman said: [I saw an acquaintance today. 】
The master did not ask who the acquaintance was.
The boatman had quick eyes and quick hands, and he picked up a few tender and plump fish fillets with just one chopstick: "Hey, I pointed him to the wrong way." 】
The Master said: [Aren’t you afraid of being punished? 】
The boatman glared, pointed to the sky and said: "That is rebelling against Tiangang and harming the people. I will go and beat the drum to sue him!" 】
The Master was noncommittal about this.
This pot of fish in sour soup was bottomed out before the guests came over.
There was a knock on the wooden door of the private school.
The master put down his bamboo chopsticks and said: "You clean it up." 】
[The delicate lady whose fingers are not touched by the spring water...] The boatman muttered, accepting his fate and putting away the leftovers and leaving some space. He could tell who was outside the door even through the courtyard wall.
The Master opened the door, and standing outside was a young man dressed in plain clothes and well-dressed, with wooden clogs on his feet, a bamboo hat on his shoulder, and an inconspicuous knife on his waist. At first glance, he looks like the most ordinary ranger kid in town.
It was foggy in the evening, and the young man's clothes were stained with moisture.
The master looked up at him, stunned.
After a while, he stepped aside to allow the other party to enter.
【Why are you here? 】
The young man followed her, scanning the simple interior layout of the private school with his peripheral vision, and did not forget to reply: "The world has been settled, the world is peaceful, I have nothing to do, so I wanted to come to you to find a way to make a living." 】
【What can you do here with me? 】
[Perhaps the students still need a martial artist? It will be fine if you are in the opposition in the future, but if you are in government, you must learn martial arts to help you. 】
Regardless of the size of the court meeting, a full-scale martial arts display was performed from time to time.
Without any skills, it is easy to become bedridden.
The Master paused: [Have you resigned from office? 】
[I wanted to resign, but my petition was rejected, and Long Yan was furious. 】 The young man sighed, his always resolute and unyielding face full of pity, "I was demoted here. On the way to take office, I met a black-hearted boatman, and all my belongings were lost. Now I am so poor that I can only come to seek refuge with the Master... I hope that the Master will take pity on me and allow me a place to stay and a thin covering of clothing. 】
The master said: "That boatman is hateful." 】
The young ranger said: [It is indeed hateful. 】
A string of fish bones flew out from Xiaodong's kitchen, almost grazing the young man's cheek, and with a thud, completely submerged into the pillar behind him.
The boatman rushed to the master and said: "Get out!" 】
Then he said to the young ranger: "Get out of here too!" 】
A heartless couple!
The moon was at the top of the sky. After washing, the Master was sitting in the study preparing lessons. He rested his forehead with his bare hands, and his damp white hair fell in front of his eyes. She was about to tuck her hair behind her ears when she stroked her hair with one hand. The palm of his generous palm was warm, and after a while, he used martial energy to dry her wet hair. She pointed to the seat next to her and motioned for the young man to sit over and use it as a cushion for her. Her back ached after sitting for a long time.
[These are your students’ homework? 】
【Um. 】
[This handwriting is better than mine. 】
The master chatted with him and said: "She has talent, but her temperament is unstable. She is the naughtiest among the children in the private school." He often takes the lead in teasing other wives, but he has a sweet mouth and can fill people up with a bowl of ecstasy soup in just a few words. 】
As she spoke, she sighed deeply.
[That’s right now. If we push it forward ten or twenty years, at her age, she would be matched by the Ice Man to decide which family she would marry. She would be like a monkey, jumping up and down without stopping. 】 Master said, "You can't hit or scold..."
[You are her wife, why can’t you beat and scold her? 】
The master smiled and turned around in the young man's arms. Under the puzzled eyes of the young man, he held his right palm with both hands and placed it on his flat belly. Under the doubtful gaze of the other party, he smiled and said nothing. The master leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Who do you think she looks like?" 】
Young Ranger: [! ! 】
Cold comes and summer comes, autumn harvests and winter hides.
The private school sent away batches of students.
Some people work as officials in the government, while others indulge in the world of society.
Only the master guards this private school, and occasionally a few friends come to visit, and the life is uneventful. She occasionally wanted to leave the private school and go for a walk farther away, but for some reason, she lost her mind every time she saw the swaying tree shadows peeking in from outside the courtyard wall.
[The world is vast with just one thought...]
She covered her eyes with her fingers, watching the sun pass through her fingers, and a ray of skylight shone on her face, feeling vaguely familiar.
Boom, boom, boom!
The wooden door was knocked again.
The master thought it was an old friend who came to the door, but when he opened the door, he saw an unfamiliar face. She looked at the other person warily. The person's clothing style was not like the current one, but more like the style from decades ago. Suddenly, a spiritual light struck through her soul, and her eyes suddenly opened wide.
The wind stopped and the clouds dispersed, and the sky broke through the misty rain.
Immediately afterwards, the world began to spin, and his vision was distorted by darkness.
[Ahem—] When she regained consciousness, she heard someone seemed to be arguing around her, and the argument was very fierce.
【Liao Shaomei, you...】
[You should move faster...]
[…You both get out! 】
Immediately afterwards there was a burst of crackling movement, someone was pushed away, and the noise gradually stopped. She felt a burning pain in her throat, a cold blade and warm fingertips traveling on the skin, and some sharp object piercing the skin, followed by the pulling sensation of silk threads passing through the skin... From time to time, there was also a feeling of vitality. The breath permeates the whole body.
Fang Yan wiped the hot sweat from his forehead.
The wound on Mei Meng's neck has been treated, and her heartbeat is not as weak as it was at the beginning. However, Fang Yan is not sure whether he can wake up or whether there will be any sequelae. Walking out of the tent, Liao Jia and Luan Xin were still arguing.
The two of them just had to take the lawsuit to the Lord.
Luan Xin wanted to copy Mei Mengcheng's way of being a scribe first, then copy Lio Jia's way later, and his progress would be directly increased by 2. Naturally, Liao Jia refused. If Mei Meng was allowed to complete the consummation ceremony, his consummation ceremony would have failed! After Luan Xin processed the news in his unhappy brain, he looked at Liao Jia with a look of resentment.
Co-author Liao Jia and Mei Meng's consummation cannot coexist. Fang Yan inexplicably sympathized with Mei Meng, who was still struggling between life and death, and said: [The situation has stabilized, just send someone to take care of her in the future. 】
Lu Jue said: [Let me do it. 】
Fang Yan looked at him and hesitated to speak.
The Lord agreed to rescue Mei Meng for her residual value. Once the value is obtained, it will be awkward for this person to deal with it.
Kill?
After rescuing people and then killing them, even if Lu Jue didn't get into trouble with his master, he would still get into trouble with Liao Jialuanxin. No one can guarantee that this hidden danger will not explode in the future, unless Lu Jue is also abandoned. Giving up Lu Jue for a half-dead Mei Meng? Lu Jue acted in a low-key manner, but as one of the elders, he also had great prestige in the military. How could he explain the cause of his death to others?
Keep?
It’s not easy to use people like this, and they won’t agree to it.
There is a high probability that they can only be imprisoned.
It doesn't cost much food to feed one mouth.
Lu Jue didn't know what thoughts were running through Fang Yan's mind. He was extremely grateful to Fang Yan. Without his full efforts to rescue, Mei Meng wouldn't have been able to get her back. Seeing that his emotions were so obvious, Fang Yan couldn't help but pull him aside and whisper: "General, have you ever thought about how this person will be settled in the future?" You should think carefully and never touch the reverse scale. 】
Don't make things difficult for the Lord.
The Lord was willing to leave room for Lu Jue.
[Please give me some advice. 】
Fang Yan expressed his thoughts, but Lu Jue remained silent.
After a long time he said: [Thank you very much. 】
Imprisonment is indeed the best of both worlds.
The current situation is turbulent, and there will be a steady stream of things covering Mei Meng's related matters, and her sense of existence will fade away. Those who lost the war, like Wu Xian, have passed the limelight and are now living well.
Compared to life...
Freedom may be secondary.
Fang Yan said: "As long as you have an idea. 】
Literary scholar's physique was indeed much better than that of ordinary people, and he was only in coma for six days despite such a serious injury. She was awakened by the morning light falling on her eyelids on the seventh day: [Where is this? 】
When Lu Jue came back, Mei Meng, who had lost weight several times, was sitting on the bed with withered white hair and dull eyes. Only when he came in did the other party give any reaction. Before Lu Jue could be ecstatic, she asked lightly: "Where am I?" 】
Lu Jue suppressed the sourness rising in his throat.
[In my tent, the Lord will entrust you to my care. 】
【take care of? ] Mei Meng just woke up, her mind was in chaos, but she knew she shouldn't be alive, [Why save me? 】
Lu Jue's lips moved and told the truth.
Mei Meng's tense muscles relaxed.
[I see, that’s not surprising. ] Because she was profitable to live, I saved her. This reason made her feel at ease. [My consummation ceremony failed again, so it was Liao Shaomei who succeeded? After using it, Mr. Shen, did you tell me what to do with me? 】
[It means, leave you to me. 】
[Leave it to you? 】
Lu Jue put the warm soup aside: [Yes, madam! 】
[Haha, madam...which madam is it? Is it Mrs. Mei Mengmei or your Mrs. Lu Jue? ] She didn't know what she thought of, and a charming smile appeared on her face as before. It would be difficult for her to cover up her natural beauty without applying makeup.
Lu Jue hugged her contentedly, burying himself in her neck and taking a deep breath, as if he wanted to imprint her current breath deeply into his soul.
【You can be whoever you want! 】
Lu Jue sat up straight and looked into her eyes.
【Lu Shousheng. 】
Mei Meng smiled and raised her fingers at him.
Lu Jue's eyes were bright and he approached with a smile.
Snap—
A loud slap sounded, and his face was turned away.
Mei Meng said coldly: [Are you awake? 】
Lu Jue wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and pressed the tip of his tongue against his burning cheek. Mei Meng chuckled: [I admit that I still have old feelings for you, but you don’t understand me after all. No matter how much I love you, I will never run out of one cage and jump to another...]
[I can’t get enough of these gorgeous and expensive flowerpots! 】
Lu Jue lowered his head and said nothing.
Mei Meng sighed and said: [White silk, poisonous wine, and dagger, give me the same thing. Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for your Lord. 】
The fleshly body binds me, and when I think about the vastness of the world, I just break free from it.
Lu Jue: [Drink the medicine first. 】
Mei Meng didn't argue with him.
Pick up the soup and drink it all in one gulp.
The decoction had a soothing effect, and when she woke up again, she was no longer in the camp, but in a small hut in the mountains.
【Lu Jue? 】
【He's not in now. 】
A strange female voice came from outside the door.
Mei Meng raised her eyes and looked at the lady leaning against the door frame, and recognized her identity at a glance: [What should I call you? 】
Shen Tang grabbed a horse and sat down: [Just do whatever you want. 】
Mei Meng pursed her lips, not knowing Shen Tang's purpose.
Shen Tang said: [If you leave this hut, you will be free. However, 'Mei Jinghe' is dead. He died on the front line and was buried alive at the foot of the mountain. You're a smart guy, so don't give me a hard time. 】
Mei Meng looked up at her in shock.
Shen Tang's incarnation Wu You has also dealt with Mei Meng before. He has never seen the other party show such an expression, and it felt a little strange for a moment: [Surprised? You want to die in this fight, and living is the opposite. Now that you are dead, there is no such person as you in the world. From now on, you can call me whatever you want, but you can’t call her ‘Mei Meng’, do you understand? Most importantly, don't let me see you on the battlefield again. 】
It took Mei Meng a long time to regain her thoughts: [Okay. 】
[It is best to keep your word, otherwise Lu Shousheng will not be able to withstand the next military stick. 】 Shen Tang had no intention of letting Mei Meng go free at first. Although he was not going to lock her up, he still wanted to throw her under the watchful eye of the capital. However, Lu Jue came over late at night to plead with him.
Love brain is really a headache.
Shen Tang didn't miss the surprise in Mei Meng's eyes.
She said: [He used his courage to guarantee you. 】
Mei Meng broke his promise and his future was ruined.
Shen Tang: [Female gentleman, take care of me. 】
Mei Meng didn't know when she left.
Standing outside the hut and blowing the wind, she was woken up by a palm-sized fish tail. She looked angrily and saw a one-armed man squatting on the fence: [I just told you that your fun is beautiful. After such a journey, you are still alive. 】
When Zheng Qiao saw it, he would slap his thigh and shout that it was unfair!
Mei Meng said after a while: [Are you still alive? 】
[Bah, let’s not talk about these unlucky things. If the old man's Wu Gu Totem didn't have legs, how could he only have one broken arm? ] Qi Cang looked at the direction Shen Tang was leaving and spat, [It is shameless for the leader of a country to work as a spy under the enemy's tent! 】
[Did she let you go? 】
【What if? On the battlefield, return to the battlefield, and on the battlefield, return to the battlefield! I relied on my ability to escape from death. If she refuses to accept it, she will go to Gong Xiqiu to settle the score. When Qi Cang talked about this, he looked a little proud. Being one-armed did not cause him much trouble. He also had a martial spirit incarnation. The martial spirit avatar had full hands and feet, so his daily life was not affected. However, it is not very beautiful after all.
Go back and find a Xinglin healer to force his arm out.
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Retired to the mountains and forests.
Mei Meng's life is just like her name. She finally breaks away from the cage of illusion and returns to the sky.
PS: The arrangement for Mei Meng is most likely a coincidence. He restarted the academy where he hosted the banquet to teach and educate people. Qi Cang was working as a boatman fishing at the foot of the mountain. He was secretly happy when he saw the students running around and playing on Zheng Qiao's grave.