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Mr. Sichen traveled to Danqing Mountain in Jingzhou, and gentry from far and near learned about it, and came to visit him one after another. However, Mr. Sichen didn’t see him as soon as he wanted to. No matter rich or poor, high or low, visitors had to line up outside this thatched house in the deep mountain Knocking, whoever's turn it is, will offer the prayer box.There is a greeting card in the worship box, and it will also contain gifts. If Mr. Sichen accepts the worship box, it is equivalent to agreeing to meet the visitor. Will not be interviewed.

These days, the people that Mr. Sichen met had all kinds of backgrounds, and no one knew why he refused the guests.Some poor scholars who don’t have a lot of money, can’t give decent salutes at all, but they can become Mr. Sichen’s guests, while some high-ranking officials and dignitaries, who offer gold, silver and jewelry, are still turned away. Later, people carefully figured out Mr. Sichen's preference is not to give away Adu's things, but to give some antique calligraphy and paintings, rare books, but he didn't realize it. The day before yesterday, a rich man from a nouveau riche gave a vulgar big-bellied golden pig. To be interviewed by Mr. Sichen.

Later, people exchanged experience with each other, and felt that Mr. Sichen's standard for receiving visitors, probably, all depended on his mood.

Carpenter Wang was in such a situation, with a crooked spine, a small white beard moving in the wind, half-closed his eyes as if no one was walking past a long line, and went straight to the closed fence door, bang He knocked twice and shouted loudly: "Is Mr. Huaifeng at home?"

The people who want to meet Mr. De Sichen are both elegant and vulgar, but they have never seen such a vulgar and rude person. The people waiting aside are wondering where such a rough old man can be so unruly, while waiting to see I want to know what to do when the little book boy of the Mu family who looks like a door god meets such an old man who doesn't know how to behave.

The sound startled the people who were a little further away from the gate, and someone got off the carriage and suddenly called out: "No song?!"

Ling Xun was right next to Carpenter Wang. When he heard someone calling him, he was startled. Looking back, he saw Yuan Zijin push through the crowd.He immediately turned around carefully, and at this time the door of Mu's house was also opened. The familiar little book boy saw Mr. Wang at the door, and respectfully saluted: "Mr. Wang is here. My husband is here." please."

As soon as this remark came out, the eyes of the onlookers were so startled that their eyes popped out. They never expected that after waiting all morning, the No.1 that was put in was actually an ugly old man with a loud voice, and he even jumped in line!

Someone quit, stepped forward and grabbed the little boy from the Mu family, and said indignantly: "Mr. Sichen's virtuous name spreads all over the world, today I waited all the way to come to see him, just to get a few words of aphorisms. Nowadays, little Tong'er doesn't distinguish between coming first and first, let the latecomers come first, breaking the rules is a small matter, but damaging Mr. Sichen's reputation is a major matter. I hope Tong'er thinks twice."

"That's right, how can you let people who jump in the queue go in?!" Many people chimed in.

But the little Tonger was calm and polite, explaining to everyone: "Everyone has misunderstood, this old gentleman is not today's visitor, but a craftsman from a neighboring village. My husband asked him to make something a few days ago. Today, the old gentleman is here. who delivered that."

Craftsman?What did Mr. Sichen ask him to do?What does Mr. Sichen need, as long as he opens his mouth, someone will offer it with both hands, and he has to ask others in person?

Many people's attention was attracted, and they were all looking at Carpenter Wang with curious eyes, but there were still very few people who refused to be dismissed easily.

"Okay, since this old gentleman is a craftsman invited by Mr. Sichen, what about this young master? He can't be a craftsman, right?" A young man looked at Ling Xun.

When he said this, Ling Xun immediately became the target of all arrows, and even the little Tong'er frowned.

Facing the gaze that was about to shoot him into a sieve, Ling Xun didn't change his expression. He shook his fox fur cloak and pointed at Carpenter Wang: "He is my father."

Everyone: "..."

Carpenter Wang coughed for a while and almost lost his waist.

Yuan Xi, who managed to squeeze in front of him, almost choked on his saliva. He wanted to catch Ling Xun, but he dodged like a loach. He pushed behind Carpenter Wang and entered Mu's house. Feeling turned around, he made a funny face at Yuan Xi, which made Yuan Xi turn blue with anger.

Everyone present probably had never seen such a brazen person in their life, and they were all stunned for a while.

Little Tong'er acted helplessly, and shook his sleeves at everyone. Before everyone had time to react, he slipped into the courtyard with oil on his feet, and closed the door tightly with his hands back.

Ling Xun carried half a piece of burnt wooden plaque in his arms, so he sneaked in so cheekily, looking around all the way, wishing to pick out a Mu family patriarch from this thatched yard immediately.

"Young Master Feng, this way please." Passing by a small pavilion, the little Tong'er signaled Ling Xun to wait inside, and then led Carpenter Wang to continue walking inside.

How could Ling Xun be willing to be left behind so easily, sticking his tail up, and brazenly said: "My father is getting old, I don't worry, I have to follow and take care of him."

"You pull it down quickly, I dare not have such a cheap son like you." Carpenter Wang finally couldn't hold back, and walked a few steps away from Ling Xun.

The little boy snickered and said to Ling Xun, "Mr. Feng, please be safe and don't be impatient. Since I let you enter this door, my husband will definitely come out to meet you. Please wait in this pavilion for a while. Tea has been prepared in the pavilion." Snacks, Mr. Feng can do as he pleases."

Ling Xun heard the little Tonger say this, so he knew that he was not being perfunctory, so he simply stopped being that annoying follower and walked into the inconspicuous kiosk in the corner.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped into the pavilion, the scenery around me changed suddenly, and another world was transformed into another world.

I saw that the simple thatched courtyard outside the pavilion disappeared and turned into a lotus pond after the first snow.The lotus pond stretches as far as the eye can see, and it seems to be connected to the undulating mountains in the distance. The snow that has not yet melted has covered the lotus pond, and the ruined lotus pods and dead leaves are also coated with silver.

Ling Xun exhaled in surprise, forming a white breath in front of him, as if he was also tainted with the bleak and cold smell of the lotus pond in the first snow.He thought it was unbelievable. If the Patriarch of the Mu family could really use the formations for this purpose and hide this endless landscape space out of thin air, he might not be far away from becoming a master.

So he tentatively stepped out of the small pavilion. Looking from inside the pavilion, it seemed that he was about to step into a lotus pond with thin ice.

But when he really took that step, the foreground immediately changed back to the original, the lotus pond disappeared, and he stepped on the muddy ground in front of the thatched house.

It turned out to be just a blindfold.

Ling Xun shook his head and smiled, and said to himself: "But even if I know it's fake, I still like it."

"Young Master Feng, wait a long time."

At this moment, a man's voice came from behind.

Ling Xun turned around and saw that the Patriarch of the Mu family was stepping into the pavilion, his deep eyes reflected his figure suddenly looking back at this moment.

"Mr. Mu." Ling Xun's eyes miraculously lit up.

It is reasonable to say that human eyes do not shine, but just like a dog sees a bone or a beggar sees a bun, there will always be an instinctive flame in the depths of the pupil when encountering the urgent needs of life .

The relationship between the Patriarch of the Mu family and Ling Xun must be the same as that between a bone and a dog.

"What did Mr. Feng just say?" the Patriarch of the Mu family asked.

"Ah...it's nothing, I just recited a poem based on the feeling of the scene." After finishing speaking, Ling Xun put on a look of unpredictability, smiling and looking at the Patriarch of the Mu family.

But the Patriarch of the Mu family just walked to the small side of the pavilion and invited Ling Xun to take a seat, without any intention of asking further questions.

Ling Xun didn't give up, "Why didn't Mr. Mu ask me what poem I recited?"

The head of the Mu family was very cooperative: "Well, what poem did Mr. Feng recite?"

But that expression didn't even show half a word of curiosity.

Ling Xun pretended not to see it, and continued: "Looking at the sky at dawn and looking at the clouds at dusk, thinking of you when you walk, and thinking about you when you sit. This is what I recited."

The Patriarch of the Mu family bought it this time, poured half a cup of hot tea for Ling Xun, and asked, "I wonder who deserves Mr. Feng's restlessness?"

What Ling Xun was waiting for was his words, and immediately stood up, bowed with a long body, and bowed to the ground, "The man who has no songs and thoughts is far away in the sky, and is close in front of us!"

The Patriarch of the Mu family hurriedly helped Ling Xun up, "Don't dare to accept this great gift, Mr. Feng, get up and speak."

However, when Ling Xun raised his head again, his eyes were already full of hot tears, and he tremblingly took out a burnt wooden sign from his sleeve, and offered it with both hands.

The head of the Mu family took the wooden sign, but just looked down and didn't speak.

Ling Xun choked up and said, "To tell you the truth, since we parted in the capital, Wuge has been grateful for Mr.'s saving grace several times, and has been thinking about him. He has trouble sleeping and eating every day, until he heard that the capital has changed. Wuge was worried about Mr.'s safety, so he personally Going forward, I vowed to save my husband even if I died, but in the end, I only found this half of the wooden signboard in the sea of ​​fire. Wuge thought at the beginning, thought that the teacher..."

Ling Xun burst into tears at the end, as if he was determined to cry himself to pieces.

The Patriarch of the Mu family listened quietly, gently rubbed the wooden sign with his fingers, and waited until Ling Xun had drained all his heart and tears, then slowly raised his eyes, his calm gaze seemed to have penetrating power.

"Young Master Feng actually went to Beijing in person, risking his life and rushing into the flames to find me?"

"Ah, um, it's just..." Ling Xun was suddenly met by the Patriarch of the Mu family, his peach blossom eyes were full of love from tears, but he had no time to hide the fleeting guilt.

The Patriarch of the Mu family curled the corner of his lips slightly with a half-smile, which made Ling Xun feel confused.

What does this mean?

Then Ling Xun heard a sentence that made him thunder.

Patriarch of the Mu family: "Tong'er, see off the guests."

Seeing the head of the Mu family getting up and about to leave, Ling Xun became anxious and rushed over to grab the hand of the head of the Mu family.

"Hey, don't go..."

The Patriarch of the Mu family lowered his eyes and looked at the paw that Bai Shengsheng was grabbing at him, but he didn't shake it off, just looked at it like that.

Ling Xun finally tore off the disguise, annoyed: "You are a real person. Even if I didn't go there in person, don't turn your face and deny you! Didn't I send someone to find you? Could it be that this brand is fake? Is it true? My heart towards Mr. is true, so it’s okay? A majestic formation master, Mr. Sichen, who is famous all over the world, don’t be so small!"