sinking into sand

Thirteen years ago, Yu Sha was a child herself.So what, in a place like a dark alley, how about raising another child?

Xun Er didn't know if Guan Lan could understand the vague ominousness behind these words, she just kept silent, observing his reaction.

Outside the door, the clouds were overcast, and in a short while, it rained again.

Xiang Feibai held the papers and went to the small building in the middle of the lake to report. Halfway there, it rained heavily.He had no choice but to protect the scroll with his body and hurried away.

Although there are wind and rain corridors in the Jinzhan Pavilion, there is an exception for the small building in the middle of the lake, which is surrounded by open space. From a bird's-eye view of the layout, it seems to be separated from the overall building complex of Jinzhan Pavilion.If you look at it from the observation tower, you can have a clear view of the people or movements during the period, without any obstruction.

This is also one of the reasons why the old pavilion master acquiesced to Yu Wangling to continue living here after all.In case there is really someone loyal to Yu Shaomiao in Huxin Xiaozhu, and if he dies, he will kill Yu Wangling to avenge his master, so he can arrive as soon as possible to save Yu Wangling's life.

It's hard work for Xiang Feibai who is giving things now.If there is no wind and rain corridor, it will rain anyway.The rain came suddenly and hard.But after a short time, it was like a basin of water pouring down, making people feel cold.

Xiang Feibai only had a short period of rain, and he was almost soaked.

He stepped into the small building in the middle of the lake and carefully checked that the things in his arms were not wet.Then a maid came over, took the documents to Yu Wangling, and led Xiang Feibai to take a bath and change clothes.

By the time Xiang Feibai tidied up, Yu Wangling was already sitting in the hall on the first floor, having passed most of the things he wanted to see.There were a few things that he was particularly concerned about, so he picked them out and put them aside.

It was still raining outside this room, and the rainwater hit the lake surface, forming countless circular water patterns, small and dense, showing a somewhat boiling state.Xiang Feibai sat down on the stool next to Yu Wangling, waiting for him to ask questions.

Yu Wangling didn't look at him, and waited to see all these things at hand.Only then did he twirl a piece of question Fei Bai that he picked out specially.

"When did Pingchunfang produce another peerless beauty?"

Xiang Feibai didn't expect that he would still care about this, he handed it to Yu Wangling just because it was the news from the Zihe Che, and he replied: "The news from the Zihe Che may be made by some brothel. A gimmick."

Yu Wangling didn't say whether he was satisfied or not with this answer, he put down the paper casually, and looked at the rain scene outside with his chin resting on his cheek.

"Tell me, is he hiding in Pingchunfang?" After a while, Yu Wangling asked.

This remark did not name anyone, but everyone knew who he was talking about.Xiang Feibai had just finished taking a bath, and when he heard Yu Wangling's question, his back was in cold sweat. I don't know why this person thought of this again, so he could only answer: "No way...According to his personality and experience, he hates that place the most. The person should be him. There are so many squares and cities in the Lijiang River, so why go there if you want to hide.”

Yu Wangling reached out and tapped a little on the table, as if he was thinking about something, and smiled after a while: "If it wasn't for Yu Duanjiang's pressure, I would like to know, if everyone in the Lijiang River knows that Yu Shaomiao is a dark alley What will the people who come out think?"

This man called his own father by name, and Xiang Feibai could only pretend that he didn't hear it, and agreed with him: "I probably won't believe it. It's too shocking anyway. One is the owner of the Jinzhan Pavilion. It’s a dark alley again.”

"I think he should be called a hero." Yu Wangling withdrew his hand and said leisurely, "Not all ten-year-old children can grow up in that kind of place."

As he said that, he thought of something again, and sneered: "Didn't he raise a younger sister? After the Peony Academy collapsed, there was no news. He hid it well."

Xiang Feibai couldn't answer the question either, so he could only nod his neck.

"By spring in Xiyifang, red flowers bloom everywhere." Yu Wangling recited a nursery rhyme, "There are always only three kinds of children living in places like dark alleys."

As he spoke, he stretched out three fingers towards Xiang Feibai: "One, young prostitutes; Where there is oneness, principles, ethics and humanity are all trampled into the mud, and it is normal for any appalling things to happen.”

Xiang Feibai was not sure what Yu Wangling was up to, why he suddenly told him these things again, and said, "The qualifications of the former pavilion master before entering the Jinzhan Pavilion have been sealed, or they are in the hands of the old pavilion master. Either it is in the hands of the elders. If you need it, why not ask over there to come."

"Come on." Yu Wangling said: "Obviously everyone was very active when the black hand was behind the scenes, but when the person died, he took the mercy of the elders. He said he didn't want his reputation to be stained."

His voice rarely became a little cold: "Who is afraid that someone's reputation will be tarnished."

Xiang Feibai didn't know whether he was complaining about Yu Shaomiao, or simply venting his anger because he hated the big Buddhas in the elder's house, but he really didn't want to talk about Yu Shaomiao with Yu Wangling here, so he changed the subject: " No matter what, he is already a dead man on the surface. These reputations are actually only the reputation of Jinzhan Pavilion. Let it pass."

Yu Wangling was noncommittal, and the maid came over with tea, which was freshly picked this year.Yu Wangling looked at the color of the tea soup, and for some reason, he seemed to think of something funny again, and smiled: "Speaking of which, Li Da came to deliver tea that day, and he talked about the origin of this tea for half an hour here, and there are many details. It's so cumbersome and annoying. The price is also rising, saying that it can be equivalent to gold. You said that if Yu Shaomiao was here, you could buy him for a lifetime after listening to him say such a sip of tea. Would you be so angry that you would do the same, using his That filthy method of local learning has abolished this Prince Li."

"Pavilion Master!" Xiang Feibai couldn't bear to listen to this, so he stood up and found a reason casually: "If the Pavilion Master has nothing to say, this subordinate will leave first."

After speaking, he didn't care about Yu Wangling's reaction, and turned away.

Yu Wangling said unhurriedly: "You treat him sincerely."

Xiang Feibai's footsteps stopped, without turning his head, he asked, "... Is the pavilion master testing me?"

Yu Wangling raised his eyes slightly to look at him, then lowered his eyes again, neither saying yes nor no.

Xiang Feibai turned around again, and this time his voice sounded a bit like his usual careful service: "Pavilion Master, I know that inferior people like us can't get into the eyes of a noble like you, and it's just a matter of being lenient on weekdays." Flattery. But no matter what, he has dedicated himself to Jinzhan Pavilion regardless of life or death, I just don't understand, why do you have to spoil him?"

Yu Wangling held the teacup and didn't answer, just rubbed it for a while, then raised his head and drank it down in one gulp.

Just when Xiang Feibai felt that Yu Wangling would not say anything, he spoke up.

"Rainy days are really annoying." He didn't look at Xiang Feibai, but just looked at the continuous heavy rain outside: "No matter how many years it has been, I still hate rain."

After finishing speaking, he tapped the piece of paper that reported the beauties in Pingchunfang, and said: "Notify, let Ziwei go and check it himself."

Back to business, even if Xiang Feibai was still angry, he could only reply: "I have already notified people to go to Pingchunfang to ask, why did they use the Zihe cart?"

"The starving ghost didn't tell the truth." Yu Wangling replied: "This is because they want to use the people from the Jinzhan Pavilion to help them investigate other matters. At the end, there was no useful news, and the children in the east were all killed."

Xiang Feibai was startled suddenly, and looked up at Yu Wangling in disbelief.

But Yu Wangling didn't have the heart to explain any more, and waved his hand to see off the guests: "Okay, you can go down."