When everything was settled, I saw a man coming from the end of the main city, panting, carrying a fat body, and kept muttering one sentence in his mouth.

"Master, you are really unloyal and only knew that you ran away first. I must tell the master and my husband when I get back..."

As he spoke, the scene in front of him stopped abruptly. Then he burst into tears and had two strings of runny nose. Fatty Liu crawled to the body of his young master, completely ignoring everyone present.

"Master? Master! What's wrong with you, Master? Say something, Master!"

He raised his head, looked around everyone with pleading eyes, and asked with a cry: "What happened to my young master? He was fine before? Where did the blood on his body come from?"

No one answered, they just lowered their heads silently, but this was the best answer. How he wished someone could say something, saying, "Your young master has been seriously injured and has been recovering for a year and a half, but he is still a handsome young man."

", but no.

They grew up together, and the young master was half a year younger than him. At that time, he had not yet entered the governor's house as his servant. He was still young and had nothing to do. He regarded this young master, who was very different from him, as his younger brother.

He always stood in front of him with his long eyes. Later he found out that this man was the eldest son of the governor's office.

But so what? Could it be that since he is a noble son, he is not his good friend? Later, he was brought into the Governor's Mansion by Liu Huaiyi and became the most special servant in the manor. Because he had the young master as his backer, even the face of the chief steward would be ignored by him.

You don't have to give it. Someone discussed this matter in private. The two of them pretended not to hear it and continued to go their own way.

Now, this good friend is dead, really dead. Fatty Liu's eyesight goes dark and he faints.

"I will send them to the governor's office. The governor must know about this."

Yan Xin stood up, put each hand on his shoulders, and walked into the city without anyone stopping him.

Liu Weixuan came to Wei Xian and Zhou Fangru and said.

"Boy, let me take my leave first."

The two men nodded slightly, and Liu Weixuan and others followed Yan Xin's footsteps and followed him to the Yuzhou Governor's Mansion.

"The governor of Yuzhou is a second-rank official of the imperial court. We will go with you."

Yan Xin didn't speak, looked ahead with dull eyes, and walked forward step by step.

Arriving outside the Governor's Mansion, Yan Xin kicked open the red-lacquered door. The concierge and servant inside were stunned. Seeing the two people on the shoulders of the woman in red, the inside of the Governor's Mansion suddenly felt like ants on a hot pot.

"Master, madam, the young master has been sent back!"

A couple walked out of the back room. The man was cursing and his face was solemn. The woman was extremely anxious and left in a hurry.

"My son, you make me worry about my mother..."

Before she finished speaking, she was stunned when she saw the two people lying on the ground. The man's eyes gradually softened, and then turned into an anxious and sad look.

"He...Yier, he...what's wrong with him?"

He was asking Liu Weixuan and his friends. Yan Xin, who sent them back, had already left and was nowhere to be seen.

She stood on a rooftop in the distance, looking at the governor's mansion in the distance, and soon she heard a shrill cry, coming from a woman.

Liu Weixuan and others did not disturb him and waited silently. Liu Rui picked up his son's body and walked to the inner courtyard. Several people wanted to come forward to help, but were scolded by the butler's eyes. Mrs. Liu was supported by the maid.

They followed them into the inner courtyard. The waiting officer Xuan Jiawei followed closely. Seeing their attire, the well-informed butler did not stop them.

After they were settled, Liu Weixuan bowed and said: "Master Liu, I am the governor of the town, Liu Weixuan, and I take the liberty of disturbing you."

Hearing that the person who came was the Zhen Fu Shi, Liu Rui's expression became stern, and he forced himself to adjust his emotions before bowing and saluting: "It turns out to be the Zhen Fu Shi, please forgive me, Quanzi... Quanzi... alas."

When the governor Liu Rui talked about his legitimate son Liu Huaiyi, he couldn't help but shed tears. He had been in officialdom for half his life, and he only had such a son when he was nearly thirty years old. Even with his maturity and poise, he pretended to be calm.

"My lord Liu, I would like to express my condolences. I am here this time to tell you some good news," said the governor of the town, Liu Weixuan.

At this time, the governor was indifferent to any good news, but since the other party was the governor of the town, he asked symbolically.

"Master Zhen Fu Shi, please speak."

Liu Weixuan picked up the Jiangshan Seal on his waist and said: "The last Landscape God in the previous dynasty was transformed by the Jianghu Inn master. Now I, Dali, need to re-consecrate the Landscape God, so that Young Master Ling may become the first person in this dynasty to be honored by the imperial court.

The imperial mountain and water god."

As soon as he said this, Mrs. Liu, who was crying on her son's body, also raised her head, looked at Liu Weixuan with tearful eyes, and then turned to look at her master.

The couple looked at each other, Liu Rui was slightly suspicious, and asked with hope in his tone:

"What do you mean by this?"

"The landscape gods who have been entrusted by the imperial edict can enjoy folk incense and worship, have their own temples and golden statues, and protect the people. Although they can only move in their own entrusted places, you two can still visit Mr. Ling often.

."

Mrs. Liu immediately stood up and grabbed Liu Weixuan's robe excitedly. Liu Rui on the side did the same, so that he never noticed his wife's rudeness.

"This is true!"

Liu Weixuan awkwardly took off Mrs. Liu's hand from her robe, and said with a smile: "This is also one of the purposes of my coming here with the order. I will write a document and hand it over to His Majesty the Emperor and the leaders of the capital.

The Feng Mansion can just make an annotation, but the young master’s body is not allowed to enter the ancestral graves, the memorial tablet is not allowed to enter the ancestral temple, and even the name must be removed from the genealogy, what do you think?”

Compared to being able to see his son again, it doesn't matter that he is not allowed to enter the ancestral graves and ancestral halls.

Outside Yuzhou City, beside Suijun Lake, under the old willow tree.

Two tombs stand here.

A tombstone reads: "The tomb of my beloved daughter Zhou Shiying."

Another piece reads: "The tomb of Su Zhan, the swordsman at Jinglingtai in Lingzhou City".

In front of the tomb, the young man sat on the ground. He brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, a jug of wine and a satin duck wrapped in oil paper.

Also, the long sword in his hand had a broken scabbard and a rusty blade. There was a small wine gourd tied to the scabbard.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were given to Zhou Ying, and the wine was given to Su Qier. The satin duck was also their favorite during their lives, although Su Qier could not eat it until his death.

"Su Qier, you said your swordsmanship is so bad, why do you pretend to be a hero? Just run away if you can't beat him. Anyway, at that time, a few of us couldn't see you when you were embarrassed. Didn't you always say that a gentleman takes revenge?

Isn’t it too late in ten years?”

After saying this, the young man couldn't help but smile, and then continued:

"I miss you, you are so thick-skinned, I guess you can just laugh and talk about running away. We laugh at you twice, and the matter will be over. You have always been like this, this time I will bring you

It’s good wine.”

The young man opened the stopper of the wine jar in front of him, and the aroma of wine came to his face. He filled the three wine bowls in front of him.

"What I bring you this time is the top-quality welcoming pine, which has been aged for ten years. It is Aying's "Modao Huainan Wujin Pine" welcoming pine. Nowadays, it is hard to find in Yuzhou City. Let me try it first.

, let’s see how it is different from ordinary wine.”

The young man raised his head and drank it in one gulp. He suddenly choked and coughed continuously, and his tears were choked out.

"Su Qier, you are really boring. Didn't you say you can't drink if you don't have worries? Why is it still so hard for me to drink it now?"

The young man smiled and wiped the tears from his eyes, then slowly turned from laughter to tears.

"Aying, I like you too. I have done so a long time ago."

The young man sat cross-legged, with the old sword lying across his knees, and his fingers tapping rhythmically on the scabbard.

"When people come, there is nothing. When people leave, they stir up dust. When people come and walk around the world, their swords hang on their waists. They see all the scenery in the world, read all the people in the world, and kill all the monsters in the world. The lady in my hometown is waiting for the man to return, but she is helpless.

A foreigner, returning home? Alas, I have become a ghost in a foreign land..."
Chapter completed!