startled autumn

"This is how I left Yancheng."

It took Shen Zhiqiu three cups of tea to give an overview of what happened ten years ago.

Han Bi: "So that's it. So, you want to know who painted my painting in order to find that 'Fifteen' who pretended to be Fang Hezi?"

Shen Zhiqiu nodded: "The Fengqiu sword is still in his hands, and I want to ask him, what is he..."

Han Bi replied subconsciously: "I loved it."

Shen Zhiqiu: "?"

"I was distracted just now." Han Bi cleared his throat and said solemnly, "Go on."

Shen Zhiqiu was immediately brought back to the topic by him: "I want to ask him, what is your real name?"

Han Bi smiled meaningfully: "I also want to ask this question."

Fifteen, Fang Hezi, Ahe, Lu Zheliu.

How many names and identities does he have?What kind of forces did those iron claw men in scarlet clothes behind him come from?

Shen Zhiqiu clasped his fists to Han Bi and said, "Master Han, please tell me, where did this painting come from?"

Han Bi weighed the white jade bone fan in his hand, and said with a half-smile, "If I tell you like this and betray the real identity of that person, am I not afraid that one day that person will come to seek revenge on me?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "I will definitely not disclose the source of the news, Mr. Han can rest assured."

Han Bi sighed, "Even if you don't reveal it, there's no guarantee that others won't guess it."

Shen Zhiqiu: "Hmm..."

Han Bi hinted: "This kind of risky business, if the return is not high enough, I usually don't do it."

Shen Zhiqiu: "Then..."

Han Bi thought, that's right, you want me to do nothing for nothing with just a few words and a story.

Then Han Bi began to secretly think about what kind of benefits Shen Zhiqiu would grant him, and how he could turn this small benefit into a huge benefit.

When he talks about business, he is often used to deduce the following conversations in his mind, in order to be sure. He guessed that Shen Zhiqiu would say "then from now on, if Mr. Han is in danger, I will definitely help you with all my strength", so he said You can push the boat along the way, and ask Shen Zhiqiu to obey his words and deeds from now on.

In an instant, the script was written.

In the end, Shen Zhiqiu said simply and neatly: "Then forget it."

End.

Han Bi said indifferently, "Mr. Shen is really hiding something."

Shen Zhiqiu: "?"

Han Bi took a deep look at him, not letting go of any expression on his face: "Don't you want to know the whereabouts of your Fengqiu sword? And that person who bullied you so much, don't you want to return the sword to his face? ?”

Shen Zhiqiu replied honestly: "I thought about it."

Han Bi smiled and said, "Since that's the case, why do you force yourself to smile away your grievances? Or... are you afraid of doing this business with me, afraid that you will lose everything?"

If Shen Zhiqiu was really like this, Han Bi felt that he was not completely stupid.

It was not easy for Shen Zhiqiu to gain a little wisdom from a cut, but it was not easy, and Han Bi suddenly wanted to applaud him.

Shen Zhiqiu said sternly, "I didn't force it, nor did I fear it."

Han Bi felt that he was a bit pious, so he frowned at him and said, "Then what Mr. Shen means is that you still have to do things, but you just don't want to pay any price?"

Does he think he is a person who knows what he is grateful for?Thinking of this, Han Bi couldn't help sneering.

Shen Zhiqiu: "Huh?"

Seeing his ignorant appearance, Han Bi wanted to see off the guest for a moment.

"Mr. Shen, please go back." He did so, "Come and talk to me after you have figured it out."

Han Bi walked away in a huff.

Back in the resting room, Han Bi lay on the soft couch with his eyes closed, and there was a freshly picked plum blossom on the head of the bed, the petals tremblingly placed, as if he wanted to fall down gently, when he met the rare and soft Face.

Han Bi suddenly said lazily, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

There was a person outside the door, who came in silently.

It was Han Banbu.

"Mi Lin has sent you detailed information about Yancheng." Han Banbu said with a smile, "Master, do you want to sleep and listen to me, or sit and listen to me, or sit and listen to me?" Sleep and listen to me?"

Han Bi sat up and said indifferently, "I want to see for myself."

Han half-step lost and handed over the letter.

Han Bi glanced at ten lines, and quickly went over the content of the letter. The past events in Yancheng mentioned in the letter were almost the same as what Shen Zhiqiu said just now, and they were generally consistent.

Han Bi: "This Shen Zhiqiu...is so stupid..." Breaking through my imagination.

Han Banbu took it for granted: "I was hiding on the roof just now, and I vaguely heard Shen Zhiqiu's story. For a while, I didn't know whether to call that liar too much, or call Shen Zhiqiu too stupid. Such a clumsy lie. Believe it all, and almost lost your life.”

Han Bi: "Even you don't believe it, but he does. It shows that he has no brain at all."

Han Banbu said aggrievedly: "Young master, you scolded me again."

Han Bi ignored him, just thinking about the cause and effect in his heart.

First, he originally thought that Lu Zheliu was just an opportunist, after many trials, he felt that this person must be related to Shen Zhiqiu;

Second, in the Kuting Xiaozhu before, Han Bi noticed that although there were many elegant things in the hall, including Lu Zheliu's piano and Lu Zheliu's paintings, there was still no Lu Zheliu's own handwriting, which made people suspicious Han Bi asked people to invite him to participate in the literary conference many times, but Lu Zheliu refused all of them. Bait, lure him into the game.

Third, Han Bi asked Shen Zhiqiu to watch this painting worth seven thousand gold.Shen Zhiqiu admired Fang Hezi so much that he recognized his handwriting at a glance, so everything was connected in series.

What has been obtained now is enough to show that Lu Zheliu has a profound background.

In the old story of Yancheng ten years ago, although the 15-year-old was clumsy in deceit, he had a whole team to help him. He can't accomplish anything by himself. It is conceivable that he and the forces behind him are so deliberate and must ask for something.

What they asked for was a Autumn Sword.

Han Banbu also had doubts about this: "Young master, tell me, the Fengqiu sword is obviously something from Hezhou, why is it in Shen Zhiqiu's hands?"

Han Bi pondered and said, "I have an idea, and I'm about [-]% sure."

Han Banbu asked for advice: "Please enlighten me, young master."

Han Bi: "The Nine Heavens Red Crane Seal is the certificate of the Hezhou people; the Fengqiu sword is the token of the Hezhou people."

Han Banbu scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously: "I know this, young master, don't always just say half of what you say."

Han Bi: "Do you know that Hezhou people are not allowed to go out without permission, if someone dares to escape from the master's door, they will be imprisoned at least, and their roots will be destroyed if they are serious?"

Han Banbu asked in confusion: "What does this have to do with Shen Zhiqiu?"

Han Bi laughed and said, "In the peach blossom forest, why did He Li let Fang Hezi take away Shen Zhiqiu's sword? The only reason is that it would be a disaster for Shen Zhiqiu."

Han half-step seems to understand half-understand.

Han Bi sighed, "The son of a swordsman is destined to become a swordsman too."

After finishing speaking, he waved away the noisy Han Banbu, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

That night.

The night wind was cold outside, blowing the branches and leaves, Han Bi woke up from the bed, feeling hungry.

A young servant reported outside the door: "My lord, Mo Yi and Shen Zhiqiu are asking to see you."

Han Bi thought for a while, and then said in a nonchalant manner, "Let the kitchen bring over the dinner."

Seeing that he didn't answer whether he wanted Shen Zhiqiu to come in or let Shen Zhiqiu wait, he knew that the young master had a bad temper today and wanted to leave Shen Zhiqiu alone, so he took the order and left.

After eating, Han Bi asked, as if he suddenly remembered Shen Zhiqiu, "Where is he?"

The boy replied, "Stay outside the door."

Han Bi nodded and said, "Go tell him to go."

Shen Zhiqiu is such a person that it is easy to go straight, this time it can be regarded as a lesson for him, to let him know that he is not always so talkative.

After a while, the boy replied, "Mr. Shen said that he wants to speak to you face to face."

Han Bi: "Oh?"

The servant added: "After Mr. Shen left, he stood outside the mansion without moving a step until he heard that the young master woke up, so he came to ask to see him."

A scene appeared in Han Bi's mind. Shen Zhiqiu was squatting outside the mansion in a daze, thinking about how much he should pay to satisfy himself.

Han Bi: "Let him come in."

When Han Bi drove him away, he asked him to think clearly before looking for him, but Shen Zhiqiu didn't think that Shen Zhiqiu's mind was not muddled today, but he thought it through clearly in half a day, which is remarkable.

When Shen Zhiqiu came in, his shoulders were wet from the snow, his clothes were exposed, and he was very embarrassed.

Seeing his miserable state, Han Bi originally had a little joy in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, but paired with Shen Zhiqiu's unconcerned eyes, he consciously restrained his smile for some reason, and asked without words: "You... Why don't you wear more clothes?"

Shen Zhiqiu didn't feel any difference: "No clothes."

Han Bi: "You can ask me to borrow it."

Shen Zhiqiu: "No need, I'm not afraid of the cold."

Han Bi felt that the above conversation was simply stupid.

He coughed twice, looked away, and said, "Mr. Shen, what do you want from me?"

Shen Zhiqiu thought for a while, and asked in deliberation: "Are you angry?"

Han Bi frowned and said, "No."

Shen Zhiqiu: "I just thought about it for a long time. When I found out that you called me Mr. Shen, I must have been angry."

Han Bi: "...Why do you think so?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "Every time you call me Mr. Shen and then ignore me, I think you are angry."

Han Bi thought about it carefully and found that it was really like this.

Not only was he stupid, he was as stupid as Shen Zhiqiu.

"I'm not angry." Han Bi supported his forehead and said, "What do you want from me?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "I've thought about it, I still want to find the owner of the painting, but I can't trouble you."

Han Bi smiled lightly: "It's up to you."

One is a stupid gentleman and the other is a smart villain.

Shen Zhiqiu didn't want to do this business with him, so he asked Lu Zheliu to do it.

Anyway, he is already tired of talking to fools, and a smart person like Lu Zheliu is more appetizing to him, at least he is knowledgeable and interesting, and he won't say why.

Shen Zhiqiu didn't know that Han Bi was bored, so he just continued to say what he had thought up.

"You are right, if you tell me the news, there is no guarantee that someone will come to trouble you one day.

"I thought about it, if I ask you for help today, I will do my best to protect you when I encounter danger in the future. But the world is impermanent, if something happens, even if I have a life of guilt, I can't exchange you back.

"Thank you for your kindness. If you want to take risks, I can do it alone."

Han Bi seemed to see the plum blossom on the bedside falling down, and he was spinning quietly in his heart.

Shen Zhiqiu murmured: "I'm done."

Han Bi couldn't answer his words, and after a while, Han Bi faltered and said, "You...do you usually talk like this to other people?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "Huh?"

Han Bi: "You can't say this kind of thing indiscriminately, you know?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "Huh??"

Han Bi: "You can say this to the fifteenth, but not to me."

Shen Zhiqiu said blankly: "Why? You are my friend, and he was my friend too."

Seeing that he was really confused, Han Bi laughed angrily: "You used to like him, don't you like me now?"

Shen Zhiqiu was struck by lightning: "I... I like him?"

This time Han Bi was so angry that he was speechless: "Don't tell me, you treat him like this, and you still don't know that you like him."

Shen Zhiqiu shook his head: "He is my friend."

Han Bi: "You obeyed him, fought with your life for him, lost half your life under his sword, and was fed poison by him, but in your words, you still miss him a lot, you can't hear it The resentment of being cheated, you actually said that he is just your friend?"

Shen Zhiqiu was speechless.

Han Bi: "Anyway, what you said, let me..."

Put me in a difficult position.

But looking at Shen Zhiqiu's frustrated expression, Han Bi couldn't say the next words for some reason.

Shen Zhiqiu was lowering his head.

Han Bi turned his face sideways, and half of his face fell into the candlelight, the lights flickering on and off, all soft:

"...Forget it, you can say whatever you like, anyway, I know you don't mean it that way." He couldn't help warning again, "However, you'd better pay more attention to other people."

Shen Zhiqiu was still stuck in the mood of "I actually like Shiwu", and didn't hear what Han Bi said clearly. He only knew that Han Bi was a very good person, and he didn't even care that he spoke too bluntly, and he didn't get angry at himself for offending him. He also told him "you can do whatever you want".

A friendship between gentlemen, but that's all.

Shen Zhiqiu: "Young Master Han, you are really a good person." After a pause, "You are still very smart."

To be smart enough to find out that he might like Fifteen is really amazing.

Han Bi had already resigned himself to depravity, and said, "Thank you."

Later, when Han Bi recalled this night, he felt that he was waiting in the moon and the west chamber, and the wedding was like a dream, but he was in the middle of the game, trying to die.