When the sword tassel is stained with blood, even after washing it, it will turn red and bewitching. And after killing people, people will become mature. Someone can become insensitive and fierce.
Some people will become cherish life, as if the Buddha has mercy.
Some people will become sleepless and anxious all the time.
And Chen Guhong also changed.
When the Kunwu sword chopped off Brother Kun in the middle, the blood spilled all over the sky, and the aftermath of the sword energy was endless, and the horse's head was chopped off. He became more vicious and decisive, but he became less and less easy to attack.
That's because his hands were covered with blood, and he wouldn't have any psychological barriers if he tried again, so he was fierce and resolute, and he never looked back. But ending life is too cruel, and he doesn't want to end anyone's life if he can open the sea and the sky.
I also don't want to cause harm to others.
In the Yuelai Hotel and inn, the friends blamed Chen Guhong, but it was justifiable. Chen Guhong originally had it at his fingertips, he could enter their sleep as a little ghost, cruelly hurt them, and he was not afraid that they would not submit.
But because of the compassion in Chen Guhong's heart, he couldn't do anything.
You owe me, I don't owe you. At most, we will meet each other without knowing each other, and we will just be strangers in the future.
But this does not mean that Chen Guhong will give up, after all, the grievances with Wu Xiude are irreversible, and it must be time to die. So after that day, Chen Guhong put on a smiling face and walked around Chengyang City, regardless of whether he knew Tongsheng or a scholar, Chen Guhong would visit them one by one.
But in front of the Wu family's power, his celebrity reputation is like a weak candle, vulnerable to a single blow. There is no scholar, Tong Sheng is willing to help him.
The kind person politely invited him in for a cup of tea, expressing his apology for not being able to help. The bad person is the same as the old scholar, who directly shuts the door, and is as stable as Mount Tai even if there is any disturbance outside the door.
Because of the power of the Wu family, and because of Chen Guhong's visits everywhere, the news spread in Chengyang City.
Everyone knew that Chen Guhong had offended the Wu family and was about to be banned.
Some people sighed wistfully, some ridiculed Chen Guhong for being overconfident, and some laughed and watched the excitement.
In the past, there were guests in front of Chen Guhong's door, but at the moment, there were no guests, and it was extremely cold. It seems that there is a plague here, and friends and relatives can't avoid it.
Today, white clouds blocked the sun, and the sky was a little gloomy. But the temperature didn't drop at all, on the contrary it became even more sultry.
Chen Guhong is wearing single clothes today, with shoes on his feet. The shoes are simple and unsophisticated, showing the heels, very cool. It was too hot outside, so he was writing in the room.
What he copied was the Preface to Lanting, his soul was mysterious, and the copying was lifelike. But if you look closely, there is little spirituality, and it looks lifeless.
"Sure enough, I'm only good at playing chess and calligraphy." After Chen Guhong swiped his brush, he looked down at his work and realized that it was worthless, so he squeezed the paper into balls and threw it away.
"That pork king who killed a thousand knives." At this moment, my sister's scolding sounded outside the door.
Chen Guhong was really shocked, my sister is a kind and gentle person, she seldom swears, this swearing is serious. Thinking of this, Chen Guhong dropped his pen, opened the door and walked out.
Outside the door, Chen Xiuxiu sat on the stool and sulked, while Yuanyuan was carefully accompanying her to comfort her. But it seemed that Chen Xiuxiu was very handsome, and Yuanyuan's consolation had no effect.
"Young Master." Yuanyuan heard the sound of the door opening, turned her head to look, and saw Chen Guhong quickly gave him a look of asking for help.
"Sister, who provoked you?" Chen Guhong understood, came to Chen Xiuxiu's side with a smile, and asked.
The injury on her head has almost healed, and the cloth belt has been removed, and she looks very healthy. After listening to Chen Guhong's words, Chen Xiuxiu complained: "It's not the butcher king. When I went there to buy meat before, he always cut more lean meat for me. This time when I went to buy from him, he cut more meat for me. Fat ones. If I don’t buy them, he still speaks sarcasticly.”
"The King of Butchers?" Chen Guhong was taken aback for a while, and it took him a long time to remember that this was a butcher in the vegetable market.
"Little brother, is the Wu family you offended really powerful? Very dominant?" After being angry for a moment, Chen Xiuxiu raised her head and asked Chen Guhong.
There have been rumors in the market, but no one told her in detail, she just felt that the people she met recently were becoming more and more indifferent to her. It's nothing, she is a woman from a small family, and she doesn't need face or friendship.
But she was a little afraid of what would happen to Chen Guhong.
If the younger brother's future is delayed. Thinking of this, Chen Xiuxiu showed worry on her face.
"It's nothing, sister, don't forget, Brother Kun is also a tyrant in our city, didn't he get settled by me? Was he killed by someone on the road in the end?" Chen Guhong smiled and comforted.
"That's true." Chen Xiuxiu didn't know the difference between Brother Kun and the Wu family, thinking that both are the overlords in the city, and if my younger brother can take care of one, he can take care of the other. The more she thought about it, Chen Xiuxiu smiled and felt relieved. Then he turned to Chen Guhong again: "Little brother, this year you must be selected as a scholar, so that those who look down on you will lose their eyes."
"My elder sister is good at everything, but there are still some women who have small stomachs and small intestines, and hold grudges." Chen Guhong couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, but he responded with a smile on his face.
After talking for a while, Chen Xiuxiu and Yuanyuan went down together. Yuanyuan went to work in the kitchen, while Chen Xiuxiu went to take care of Wang Zhengzheng, who hadn't gotten out of bed yet.
Chen Guhong was about to go back to his room to write, when his friend Wang Song came to visit.
"Guhong, this time I found someone who might be able to help you as a security guard." Wang Song walked in excitedly, very happy.
Today he is also wearing unlined clothing, but it is made of silk, which is thin, slippery, and gorgeous. Not only refreshing but also very noble style.
"Who?" Chen Guhong was also very happy, and asked quickly.
"I'll know when we get there." Wang Song smiled and pulled Chen Guhong away. Chen Guhong only had time to shout. "Sister, I went out with Wang Song."
Then, before he could listen carefully to Chen Xiuxiu's reaction, he was pulled out of the door.
There is a carriage outside the door, and there are several domestic slaves, who seem to be traveling far.
"Very far away?" Chen Guhong asked in surprise.
"Outside the city." Wang Song said with a smile.
"Okay." Chen Guhong shrugged his shoulders, and then stepped into the carriage lightly and familiarly. Wang Song stepped up immediately, and the carriage started shortly after, heading for the north of the city.
"Boom boom boom!"
Soon after, a burst of gongs, drums and horns sounded. The carriage pulled to the right and stopped. Chen Guhong raised the curtain and looked outside. I saw a big battle ahead.
mighty!
quiet!
It was the guard of honor of the magistrate of the government office and the county magistrate, who came from the north and headed south. No need to ask, the new master who succeeded Chen Yuan came to take office.
This city, Yangcheng, has officially changed its owner.
Chen Guhong remembered what Wu Xiude said, this county magistrate was his friend, and he felt a little darker in his heart.