The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

When confession is rejected, even if you cry and feel depressed, that is perfectly normal, for Yin Wujiu, suddenly all the sad emotions are swept away, it seems strange on the contrary, which makes people more and more worried.

Seeing him walking towards the door, Jiang Jinan followed up with concern, He Yiyang also followed after seeing this, and even put his arms around Yin Wujiu's shoulder, "Don't be too sad, there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world Why bother to be hanged from a tree? Our master is boring and boring, how can it be better than those girls outside..."

Yin Wujiu didn't wait for him to finish, interrupted his words: "Those people, how can they be compared with Master."

He Yiyang choked when he told him, paused, and said: "They really can't compare with Master, but...but they care about you, think about the champagne that the girls threw to you the day you just returned to Beijing, but You can even open a handkerchief shop, how many people envy you!" The big merchants are open-minded and have little restrictions on women. When a woman goes to the street and sees a man she likes, she can give him a close-fitting embroidered handkerchief. If the man accepts it , they will go to the woman's home to propose marriage in the future, and even women can ask a matchmaker to go to the man's home.

This can be seen from the fact that Jiang Jinan and the others have started to have matchmakers come to the house to "drink tea" since they reached the age of marriage.

On the day when the army returned to the capital, the streets were crowded with people, Yin Wujiu rode his horse all the way across the long street, and was thrown countless embroidered handkerchiefs, not to mention the ones standing close to him, and the handkerchiefs farther away couldn't be thrown. They took some jewellery, gold and silver coins wrapped around Yin Wujiu and threw them at Yin Wujiu's body, and even worse, they picked up a stone wrapped in it and threw it at Yin Wujiu without anything on them.

If it wasn't for Yin Wujiu's body being tightly protected by armor, and these women didn't have much strength, he would probably have been crushed to death on the spot.

This matter was quickly spread, and it was spread all over the city for a while, and the popularity is still unabated. If it is changed to the present, it will be the headlines of all major entertainment, and the number one most searched.

But no matter how envious others are, Yin Wujiu doesn't care at all, the only thing he cares about is his master.

Facing He Yiyang, who became more and more excited as he talked, he just replied coldly, "I don't plan to open a handkerchief shop."

He Yiyang: "..." Is this the point? Isn't the point of discussing who should like?

Taking advantage of He Yiyang's silence, Yin Wujiu took away his hand on his shoulder, and suddenly became serious: "Don't worry about me, it's okay, it's just rejected, but master is still master, isn't it?"

He Yiyang stared at him for a few seconds, seeing that his expression was the same, he quickly believed what he said, the solemnity on his face disappeared, and he said in relief: "Yeah, it's just that the courtship failed, and we don't want to break the law. Living under the same roof, why don't we meet every day?"

Yin Wujiu nodded and said, "I'm going out to find Master."

He Yiyang immediately said that he wanted to go together, but Yin Wujiu said that he could go by himself, and He Yiyang didn't force him. Seeing Yin Wujiu leave, he planned to practice his gun, but when he turned around, he saw Jiang Jinan standing there with a solemn expression, and he stretched out his hand He patted the other party, frowned and said, "He's just right, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Jin calmed down and returned to his usual look: "It's nothing."

He Yiyang has a simple personality, and he doesn't like things when he thinks about it. Yin Wujiu said he was okay, but Jiang Jinan knew very well in his heart that liking someone is not as simple as they said just now. It's good to just look at each other every day, so why would he be upset and dejected because He Yiyang's family looked after his marriage for him?

What's more, the master's identity is secret and his whereabouts are always unpredictable. As long as he is unwilling, no one in this world can find him.

Don't ask Jiang Jinan why he knows, because he sent people to investigate it out of curiosity before. It is the largest intelligence organization in Jianghu. Regarding Jiang Jinan asking them to search for Wen Jue, after a few days of investigation, they returned the deposit directly.

Jiang Jin'an didn't know that the founder of the intelligence organization was originally Wen Jue, but even if it wasn't Wen Jue, no one would be able to follow him and find out just because of his ability to come and go without a trace.

In a word, if Wen Jue disappeared after playing, he would disappear without a trace.

If you fall in love with such a person, you have to worry about him suddenly disappearing anytime, anywhere. Jiang Jinan only needs to put himself in the shoes of a little bit, and he will know how difficult the future of his junior brother will be.

And the fact is, just as he expected, Yin Wujiu stepped out of the gate, looked at the empty alley, and was instantly confused.

Over the years, Wen Jue has always taught a few children to read and practice martial arts in the house, and occasionally took them out to find a place for special training. For the rest of the time, he existed as Wen Chongzhou, and when he When it was no longer Wen Jue, Yin Wujiu would not get any news from him.

When someone is looking for someone, at least they will have a general direction, such as what the person they are looking for may have something to do, where is the place to do it; or which teahouse or restaurant he likes to go to the most on weekdays... Yin Wu Jiu didn't know where Wen Jue liked to go, he searched the streets like a headless chicken, and the psychological construction he had made when he comforted himself before gradually collapsed.

——He had to admit the fact that he was Wen Jue's apprentice, but he couldn't be by his side all the time.

He wants to understand each other, to go deep into each other, and to see him whenever he thinks about him... This kind of bond between master and apprentice is too thin for him.

The scorching sun, the flow of people like weaving, the heat engulfed the stale air exhaled by the people and turned the world into a huge steamer, Yin Wujiu was in the center of this steamer, like a shrimp that was about to be cooked, with chest tightness, shortness of breath, dizziness Up, black eyes.

The body is uncomfortable, the heart is also uncomfortable, and it feels like dying.

Yin Wujiu used to hate and even fear summer, because in his past memories, summer always represented drought, hunger and death, but he also encountered the salvation of his life in such an unhappy summer—he My master, Wen Jue.

The other party is like the wind and rain in summer, cool and timely, bringing vitality to his almost exhausted life; it is also like the wind and rain in summer, elusive and hard to chase, making him worry about gains and losses all day long.

He felt uncomfortable here, but Wen Jue was actually not much better.

After Wen Jue went out, he walked all the way from the east to the west of the city. Neighbors nearby saw him and occasionally greeted him, but no one recognized him when he walked a little further away. No one spoke to say hello.

As Wen Jue, he didn't have any friends outside, so he couldn't even find someone to talk to. He could only digest the absurdity of being confessed by his apprentice.

When passing by a store, a clerk enthusiastically pulled him in. Wen Dexin was upset and didn't understand what it was for. After entering, he found out that it was a restaurant.

It was past meal time, there were few people entering the store, and many people leaving after eating. The waiter looked around and took Wen Jue to a newly vacated table and sat down.

Wen Jue was actually not very hungry, but he had already come in, and it was not easy to see the dry mouth of the waiter in the shop who reported the dishes, so he just ordered two dishes, one meat and one vegetarian.

Xiao Er said hello, then asked him what wine he drank, and then gave him the name of the wine.

Wen Jue has a heart condition and rarely drinks alcohol, but after listening to the waiter in the shop complete the wine newspaper in one go, he somehow felt healed, so he didn't interrupt him. When the newspaper was over, he said, "Give me a pot of tea." Bar."

"Okay. What kind of tea do you want? We have it here..." Xiao Er crackled again.

Wen Jue looked at his tireless and enthusiastic service attitude, and his mood gradually eased up. When the people stopped, he asked inexplicably, "How old are you?"

The shop clerk was stunned for a moment, obviously a little surprised by his question, and pointed to his nose for a long while: "Are you asking the little one?"

The shop waiter said: "The villain has just turned sixteen."

Sixteen...about the same age as Wu Jiu!

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiaoer asked doubtfully, "Is there any problem?"

Wen Jue withdrew his thoughts, and said, "Let's have a pot of Longjing." He said, and took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and handed it to the waiter.

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment. He had just seen that Wen Jue ordered few dishes, and he thought that this man had no money. He didn't want to sell such a large ingot of silver, but when he wanted to return, he didn't pick it up. Instead, he said: "In the store According to the rules, you will pay after you have finished eating."

Wen Jue said, "This is for you."

Xiao Er: "...?"

Wen Jue smiled: "Thank you for chatting with me."

The waiter in the shop was in a daze. He said something, didn't he just report the name of the dish and his age?

Why did this guest give so much?

This ingot of silver is enough to cover his wages for a whole year.

Wen Jue saw him standing there dumbfounded and motionless, and put the money on the table: "Don't you want it?"

The waiter suddenly came back to his senses, grabbed the ingot of silver in his hand, and thanked Wen Jue repeatedly.

His family is poor, and his grandfather is still seriously ill. The money was rewarded by this grandfather, and he didn't steal it. Why not.

The waiter in the shop kicked the ingot of silver into his arms, and went downstairs, almost floating with joy.

Looking at his cheerful back, Wen Jue thought of Yin Wujiu when he was a child. That child was very simple when he was a child, and he could be so happy if he gave him two buns. But now... Wen Jue suddenly realized that he hadn't seen it for a long time. Yin Wujiu smiled.

When was the last time, it seemed like three years ago.

And even if it was a long time ago, he saw more of the child crying sadly... I don't want to know, but after thinking about it, Wen Jue discovered that Yin Wujiu's many sad tears were similar to about himself.

The author has something to say: I can't make ends meet by writing articles, so I went to work again "laugh and cry"