hot hearted

0.

The apprentice grew up and knew to share the master's worries.

1.

Wan Ming was very pleased.

The little boy in the family finally did not teach in vain. Looking at the little white-eyed wolf next door, Wan Ming almost cried with joy.

Apprentice, it really is a comparison.

2.

The little apprentice is ten years old, and ten years old is an unrestrained age.

I can't fit in last year's shoes again.

So he can only run around barefoot.

3.

Wan Ming: Old Qian is saying that I am incompetent as a master again, but I don't think I am.

I am a good young man who abides by the law. As long as I don't teach him things that violate the law and discipline, I am not considered incompetent.

4.

Old Qian: His shoes...

Wan Ming: Got it, got it, I will teach him how to put on the soles of shoes tomorrow.

living comfortably without anybody's help.

——Teaching a man to fish is worse than giving him a fish.

Wan Ming feels that he is the most conscientious master in the world.

5.

Of course, Wan Ming doesn't just accept shoe soles, he mainly teaches Yan Jing to kill people.

He doesn't know how to teach the law and discipline, but he has to exclude the profession.

Doesn't the killer organization sell mutton skewers if they don't kill people?

6.

The little apprentice was young before, so he could only teach some basics - the basic skills must be firmly established.

He is used to watching the little apprentice Zamabu, who would have grown so big in a blink of an eye.

Then it's time to teach something special.

7.

"Did you see this tree?" Wan Ming handed his apprentice an axe, "cut it down."

The tree was only more than ten years old, so it was not difficult to cut it down.Yan Jing looked at it, with tears in his eyes: "Master, you said you planted it when you adopted me."

Wan Ming put his hands behind his back and nodded: "That's right, when you were adopted, you were a little kitten the size of a cat."

"Then you don't want Yanyan?" The little apprentice cried until his eyes were full of tears, and he seemed like a little tearful man.

"When did I say that?" Wan Ming thought to himself, "What kind of imagination is this?"

The child wanted to be coaxed when it cried, so Wan Ming showed a habitual smile: "You cut it up, and I will cook your gray pigeon for you as a teacher to drink soup."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Jing cried even louder.

8.

At the age of 16, Wan Ming gave his apprentice a big birthday present.

The little apprentice had a dark face and ignored him for three days.

"Out of print! Out of print!" Wan Ming was very dissatisfied, "I just bought it for my teacher, and I couldn't bear to turn it over. What are you trying to do with a stinky face all day long? What, what?!"

Although the little apprentice has reached the stage of rebellion, he has become more and more handsome from the ground up.

"The out-of-print erotic pictures." He threw Wan Ming's "baby" back on the table, his narrow and long eyes showed a sense of confrontation with Wan Ming, "you should keep it to yourself, old man."

9.

17 is old.

Wan Ming still couldn't stop it.

It was the first time for the little apprentice to go out on a mission alone.

10.

They are not ordinary killers, to be precise, they are dead servants, dead servants raised by the royal family in the deep mountains.As the Royal Deadpool, I can't help myself many times.

Wan Ming was different. It stands to reason that he should have been a relative of the emperor, and should have endless glory and wealth.He shouldn't have been reduced to the barren mountains to train and suffer, but not only did he come, he seemed to be doing well.

Of course, it is unknown whether this has something to do with his special status.

11.

Before leaving, Wan Ming said to Yan Jing: "Although I am your master, I have never asked you to kill anyone, but this time is different. If you accept the order of the royal family, you can only complete it. If you are lucky enough to survive, you can become a teacher."

Yan Jing put on a black outfit and was packing his luggage. There was a cold light in the corner of his eyes under the lamp.

"Understood, Master." He turned his head and nodded solemnly at Wan Ming, then covered his face.

Wan Ming stood in the wind with his hands behind his back, watching Yan Jing quickly disappear into the night.

12.

On the first day when the little apprentice was away, Wan Ming had nothing to do, so he didn't have to stare at him like a hawk staring at a chick all day long to practice kung fu, let alone put on the airs of being a teacher, so he went to Laoqian to play cards.

13.

The second day when the little apprentice was away.

play cards.

14.

The third day that the little apprentice was away.

play cards.

15.

The fourth day when the little apprentice was away.

play cards.

16. The fifth day when the apprentice was away...

Beat the old money.

17.

According to the perpetrator Wan Mou, it was the victim Qian Mou who made the first move.

Qian: I will be a dog if I play cards with this dog in the future!

18.

The sixth day when the little apprentice was away.

play cards.

19.

The seventh day when the little apprentice was away.

play cards.

20.

The eighth day when the little apprentice was away.

The young apprentice of Lao Qian's family is back.

Lao Qian's apprentice is a fake monk who attracts bees and butterflies everywhere.Every time I come back, I touch my gleaming bald head, looking for old money to dump myself, being admired by so and so for a long time, being treated lightly by so and so, and being given a purse by so and so.In the end, I summed up one sentence: the personal charm is too great, there is no way.

Lao Qian, who is single until now, just rolled his eyes when he heard that, how could he be blind and accept such a thing as an apprentice.

21.

On the ninth day, Wan Ming's little apprentice still didn't come back.

When Lao Qian came to him to play cards, Wan Ming was packing his bags.

Old Qian stopped him: "Didn't we agree to let him choose?"

Wan Ming dropped the burden: "He can choose a fart, I'm his master!"

22.

On the tenth day, Wan Ming played cards absent-mindedly.

He almost lost his entire family fortune, and even Lao Qian, a big money fan, was embarrassed to win again.

"How about I accompany you to take a look quietly? Don't worry, Xiao Yan...His Highness has always been measured."

Wan Ming threw away the cards in his hand, rested his arms on the back of his head, leaned back, stretched his long legs and put them on the stone table: "No need."

Qian Zhi couldn't see him looking like he was going to die, so he ground his teeth and said, "Otherwise you'll just find a reason to fight with me like last time."

Wan Ming who had closed his eyes suddenly raised his eyelids and looked at him.

Qian Zhi's heart trembled when he was looked at, and he wanted to urinate immediately.

23.

Wan Ming seemed to regard him as a training partner, and he was merciless in his actions.

After being beaten for more than half a month without losing face, Qian Zhi became more frustrated and courageous.On the day when he was about to die with Wan Gou, Wan Ming did not come.

24.

Yan Jing finally came back.

The wind is blowing, the rain is mad.

Against the light, enduring his injuries, he stared intently at the person who was writing vigorously under the faint candlelight, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance on his heart.

After a while, Wan Ming raised his eyes as if in response.

Yan Jing was soaked by the rain, his hair was scattered behind his head, and one hand was still dripping blood.

"Why don't you come in?"

25.

Wan Ming wrung out the towel, wiped his face lightly, searched through boxes and cabinets for ointment, lifted up his sleeve, and wiped off the blood.

Yan Jing didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, just watched Wan Ming busy.

Yan Jing's gaze has been following him since he was a child.Wan Ming saw clearly and understood his thoughts at a glance.But this time when he came back, he couldn't understand it anymore.

"Okay, be careful not to get wet in the future."

"Master." Yan Jing called Wan Ming who was about to leave.

"Huh?" Wan Ming stopped holding the water basin and turned to look at him.

Yan Jing was still sitting there, with gauze-wrapped hands hanging by his sides.He locked his gaze out of the window and remained motionless, as if it wasn't him who stopped him just now.

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Wan Ming said "have a good rest" and stopped staying.

When he turned around, Yan Jing's gaze followed his back until it disappeared, and he murmured out a few words.

"It's thundering."

26.

A strong light pierced the sky, as if it was about to tear the sky apart.Holding an umbrella, Wan Ming stopped halfway along the road.

The little apprentice is good at everything, but he is afraid of thunder since he was a child.It wasn't that Wan Ming was doting on him, Yan Jing was afraid that he would hurt himself to a certain extent at times like this.Wan Ming felt that a killer should have nothing to be afraid of, but once he let it go, he would go crazy and abuse himself in all sorts of strange ways.After rescuing him from the brink of death several times, Wan Ming dared not let him alone no matter how hard-hearted he was.

"It's already in time for today." Wan Ming cursed, then turned to look for the little apprentice.

27.

When Wan Ming broke into the hut, Yan Jing hadn't started to go crazy yet, he was calm as usual.Seeing Wan Ming barging in, he didn't say anything.

Yan Jing lit the candle, as if he knew Wan Ming would come back.

"Master, believe me I accidentally burned it."

The letter was written to the Minister of the Ministry of War, and it was also written to the superior king of the country.

Wan Ming said: "If it is burned, it will be burned, and I will write another letter."

Yan Jing looked at him for a while: "I'll grind it for you."

28.

The letter was half burned, and it lay alone in the charcoal basin.

Wan Ming said in his heart, this is not accidentally burned, maybe he saw it by accident.

Wan Ming didn't move, and Yan Jing didn't speak, just staring at him.With Yan Jing's ability, there is actually no big obstacle for this mission.But if there are more miscellaneous things, he may not be able to deal with them.Especially those methods of party struggle, assassination, wooing, intimidation, and lure, Yan Jing has never been exposed to these since he was a child.But his identity was there, so he had to learn to deal with it.

It stands to reason that he should know more or less, but he didn't mention half a word when he came back, and even saw the letter that Wan Ming put here on a whim, he just burned it.What this little brat was thinking, he couldn't see through more and more.

He chuckled lightly, went to sit in front of the case, and repeated what he had written before in front of Yan Jing, and read it heartlessly while writing.

The little apprentice lowered his eyes, suppressed all expressions, and grinded quietly with his uninjured hands.If you look closely, you will find that his hands occasionally tremble involuntarily in the lightning.

29.

The rain did not stop. Accompanied by flashes of lightning and roars of thunder, some raindrops came in along the gusty wind through the windows that had never been closed.

The candle went out with a "pop", Wan Ming trembled from the blow, put down his pen and stood up to close the window.But his hand was pressed, Yan Jing said: "I'll go."

Seeing his rare calm face amidst the thunder and lightning, Wan Ming didn't stop him.

30.

Yan Jing blocked the wind and rain with himself, turned to face Wan Ming: "Master, do you know why I am afraid of thunder?"

"Because on the same day when it was raining heavily, I witnessed with my own eyes the scene of the bloodbath of Yan's family that year. There were more than a hundred people in Yan's family, no matter men, women, old or young, all of them died tragically. On a rainy night, I could see them lying on the ground with blood on their faces, looking at me with their eyes open, and asking me why I didn’t go to hell with them.”

"For more than ten years, I have been living in fear. I am afraid that one day those who chase me will find me, and I am even more afraid that I will hurt Master. But from now on." The lightning behind him was dazzling, and the wet long hair His hair was blown to his shoulders, Yan Jing lost a lot of blood, his face was pale, and he looked very weak, but his words were extremely firm.

"Master, there is no need to write the letter, I am willing to seize the throne."

31.

17 years ago, the Jingting Incident involved hundreds of princes and ministers, who ransacked their homes, and who were distributed.That year, everyone inside and outside the royal city was in danger, and no family lived in peace.Yan Jing was born in that year, and her birth mother, Concubine Chen, hanged herself on the day she landed under the Ninth Palace.

At that time Wan Ming was accompanying the prince to study, and when he heard that the prince was drunk, he mentioned a few words.Said that his unlucky brother was murdered by someone when he was born, and he probably wouldn't survive a month in this harem of intrigue.

Sure enough, within a month, it was reported in the palace that His Royal Highness Ninth Prince was seriously ill, and medicine and stones were difficult to cure.

Afterwards, Wan Ming was summoned.It was Wan Ming's first time meeting the saint. He heard that the current saint is decisive in killing and is a generation of cold-blooded emperors. When he saw him, he saw bloodshot eyes of that generation of emperors.

He threw out a letter, which was a correspondence between the current prime minister and the country of Zar.

Wan Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he thought, this evil wind finally hit Wan Jia's head.

But he didn't understand why the Holy One asked him to come.

Then he heard something that made him unforgettable.

His Royal Highness Jiu was seriously ill because of the medicine given by Emperor Ming Zhen. He asked Wan Ming to take His Royal Highness Jiu out of the palace and protect him at all costs.He can let go of the fact that the Wan family colluded with the enemy and treasoned the country.

An emperor's promise is worth more than a thousand pieces of gold, and Wan Ming bowed his head in apology and accepted the order.

The Yan family was chosen by the sage, and the whole house is staffed by him.They pretended to be ordinary rich and noble families, just to avoid the enemy's eyeliner and become a pawn he placed in the troubled times.

His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince lived peacefully for four years with the secret help of the Yan family and Wan Ming from time to time.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, the Yan Mansion was finally discovered, and blood flowed into rivers overnight.When Wan Ming arrived with the Yulin Army, he only had time to rescue the Ninth Prince who had been hidden by the Yan family desperately.

At the same time, rumors of the current prime minister collaborating with the enemy and treason spread throughout the capital, and people were caught off guard so quickly.Wan Ming begged to see the sage overnight, but was stopped by Eunuch Wei who was beside the sage. He put the umbrella on Wan Ming's head and said in a thin voice, "The sage has already fallen asleep. I said young master, you want to Do you alarm Shengjia?"

"I beg my father-in-law to tell you that Wan Ming will wait any longer, and I will bear all the consequences!" Wan Ming knelt in front of the hall, holding Yan Jing who was overly frightened and fell asleep with his head buried in his chest.

"you……"

Wan Ming is a bastard who has eaten the weight and is determined.Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Eunuch Wei didn't say any more, just put the umbrella on the ground, and went back to the hall by himself.

On such a cold night, Wan Ming knelt in the rain all night wearing only his single clothes.

When Eunuch Wei came out again, he saw His Highness the Ninth Prince sticking to Wan Ming's side tremblingly holding the umbrella he left behind.

"Young master, it's time to go to court in three quarters. If you don't leave, I'm afraid that even you will be imprisoned together."

"Prison?" After a while, Wan Ming finally looked alive.

As long as anyone with the words "collaborating with the enemy and treason" is not implicated in the nine clans, even if the saints have made an exception on the Internet, there is no chance of being imprisoned.

"Exactly, young master, don't ask any more questions. This old slave has already said enough." Eunuch Wei took a step and turned around, "Your Majesty asked this old slave to bring a message to young master."

He leaned over and whispered something to Wan Ming, and Wan Ming's face changed several times.

"Young master is now a guilty body, you might as well think about it, if you want to return to Beijing in the future, wouldn't it be a good opportunity?"

Yan Jing sneezed twice, rubbed his nose, and stabilized the oil umbrella.

"Don't blame the old servant for talking too much, the little highness is still young, how can he stand up to such a storm."

Wan Ming glanced at Yan Jing's little hand that was red from the cold, and bowed towards the hall.

Wan Ming's protector was at a disadvantage, and he lost two protections at once. In order to hide his eyes and ears, Wan Ming, who was carrying the "son of the criminal minister", took the secret order of Emperor Ming Zhen and hid in the territory of the dead servant with His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince.

A hide is 13 years.

32.

Yan Jing suffered from a cold and was ill for two months, Wan Ming took care of him for two months in undressed clothes.

Yan Jing never mentioned the past, Wan Ming thought he had been ill and forgot all these things, but he never thought it would be so unforgettable.

All the words were instantly melted into a sigh.

Wan Ming stepped forward to close the window lattice, hugged him like when he was a child, and patted his back: "Sleep, I will accompany you as a teacher."

Yan Jing was awakened by the dream again, but when he opened his eyes, he found that there were many people sleeping beside him, and there was an undisguised smile on his brows and eyes, which made him look a lot more childish.The haze in his eyes dissipated, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

He remembered that many years ago, it was such a slightly childish person who led thousands of troops alone and rescued him from the hands of barbarians.

"Master." He called softly. It was unknown whether Wan Ming had slept too hard or Yan Jing didn't want to wake him up at all. Wan Ming didn't show any signs of waking up.

Yan Jing was very content, feeling his breath falling on the side of his neck, as if scratching at the tip of his heart, itching.

The lightning was still flickering, but the tension behind Yan Jing's back suddenly relaxed.He opened his eyes and looked closely at his eyebrows for an unknown amount of time, his heart beating like a drum, and amidst another roar, he leaned over and pecked Wan Ming's lips like a dragonfly.

The wooden door was gently pushed open, Yan Jing turned to look at him again, and said in his heart: "Master, I will not let you suffer these ten years of injustice in vain."

33.

Not long after the little apprentice came back, he left again.

Looking at the back of his Yiqi Juechen, Wan Ming suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loss.

"I don't know how to recover from my injury before leaving." He said softly, and he didn't know who he was talking to.