Kicking Snow Wuzhui ran happily all the way, with all four hooves spreading out, and soon left Xu Yunzhong far behind.
It was very cold, and even though Zhu Yanyin was held in Li Sui's arms, his nose was still frozen. On a winter night like this, it was still somewhat romantic for a couple in love to ride horses together to enjoy the moon, but it was strange that Xu Yunzhong, who was alone and had no one to accompany him, did not stay in the carriage, but stood with his hands behind his back in the moonlight and looked at the sky.
Zhu Yanyin asked: "Is he waiting for us on purpose?"
Li Sui teased: "When you were in Jiangnan, you liked to watch the moon with friends on winter nights. Maybe he does the same."
"That's different." Although Zhu Yanyin didn't remember the specifics, he was very clear about the rules and procedures. When the noblemen went out together, it went without saying that there were stoves in the carriages. Even the pavilions for viewing the moon had to be hung with thick curtains, and a few silver charcoal braziers were lit, with wine and mutton pots cooked - in fact, if they didn't keep things warm, they would all be so cold that they would cry, and there would be no need to write romantic poems.
Li Sui put his arm around his waist and asked casually, "What's the difference?"
Zhu Yanyin said, "In the future, you can come back to Jiangnan with me and see for yourself." He didn't want to talk about eating, drinking and having fun now, he was just curious about why Xu Yunzhong came. Li Sui was not satisfied with this perfunctory treatment, and kissed him on the neck, leaving a string of red marks, and then sent him back to the carriage of Zhu Mansion.
Mr. Zhu: Who of us is the one who shoulders the heavy responsibility? I am really tired.
Xu Yunzhong had spent half a day in the cold wind in the deep mountains, and was forced to witness the intimate scene of Li Sui and Zhu Yanyin riding a horse together. He was very tired. The next day, he had a low fever. He lay in the moving carriage in a daze, chanting "The sky is long and the road is long, and the soul is flying" for a long time. Alas, it was heartbreaking and so sad.
Zhu Yanyin: "This person is quite interesting."
Zhu Xiaosui asked: "Boss Xu is the most talented person in Hecheng, why don't you talk to him?"
"His origin is unknown. We need to find out the details first." Zhu Yanyin put down the collection of poems by Mr. Xu in his hand and was about to take a nap when the servant came to report that Boss Xu wanted to meet the second young master, and the more secretive the environment, the better.
This is really a case of "speaking of the devil". Zhu Xiaosui was still thinking that since the young master felt that Xu Yunzhong's origin was unknown, he would definitely not go to see him. As a result, Zhu Yanyin agreed immediately and ordered energetically: "After resting tonight, ask him to come to my place."
The servant took the order and left. Zhu Xiaosui asked in a low voice, "But the young master just said that he didn't want to see him.
"It's not that I don't want to see him, it's that I don't want to take the initiative to find him." Zhu Yanyin tapped the boy's shoulder with a rolled-up book, with a shrewd look on his face, "This is a matter in our martial arts world, you don't understand."
Zhu Xiaosui: I don’t want to talk.
That night, the Zhu family's team stopped at a small village. Xu Yunzhong waited and waited. When he asked for the first time, he said that Master Zhu was taking supplements. When he asked for the second time, he said that he was taking a bath. In between, he seemed to have taken a nap. In short, when the most beautiful woman in Hecheng was finally led to Master Zhu's residence, even the chickens in the yard had fallen asleep.
Xu Yunzhong was surprised when he entered the room.
Firstly, he was surprised by the style of the Zhu Mansion. Although he had been joining the team, eating meals for a few days and even riding in their carriage, his food, clothing and other expenses were certainly incomparable to Zhu Yanyin's. For example, this farmer's mud house was now covered with snow-white carpets, and green smoke was curling from the incense burner, making it look almost like a royal palace.
Secondly, I was surprised. Why were there eight burly men in the room besides Zhu Yanyin? They were really burly. Didn’t they agree to be secretive
Zhu Yanyin was kind and amiable, holding a heater in his hands: "Boss Xu, please take a seat."
Xu Yunzhong said from the bottom of his heart: No, I don’t want to sit.
But now that I’m here, I have no choice but to sit down.
The atmosphere in the room seemed a little weird and quiet.
Zhu Yanyin asked: "Boss Xu, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Xu Yunzhong looked at the eight big men behind him and answered sincerely that there was actually nothing to do. He just wanted to chat with Master Zhu about poetry, calligraphy and painting, and some romantic things.
It sounds like a scholar!
Zhu Yanyin readily agreed.
So the two of them chatted from Gu Kaizhi to Zhang Sengyou, from "Yan Ge Xing" to "The Goddess of Luo River", and they talked for more than an hour before they went their separate ways, looking very happy.
The eight sturdy servants of the Zhu Mansion also dispersed. Zhu Xiaosui helped Zhu Yanyin wash up while saying, "You are only talking about superficial things. Can you still be called the number one talent?"
"Looking at his poems, he doesn't seem like such a superficial person." Zhu Yanyin wiped his face clean: "It's too obvious that he is out of tune with his usual self, and it's hard to tell whether he is real or fake, an enemy or a friend."
He originally wanted to look for Li Sui, but it was already very late at night, so he lay back on bed and thought it would not be too late to talk about it tomorrow.
The residence of Wanren Palace is right next to Zhu Mansion.
In the middle of the night, a door creaked open, and the sound was almost like a haunted house.
Several servants who were responsible for "protecting" the talented scholar from Hecheng immediately came forward and asked, "Boss Xu, where are you going?"
Xu Yunzhong said, "I have something to ask Palace Master Li."
The servants of the Zhu Mansion were kind-hearted and immediately began to dissuade them. After all, we have all seen people killed by one sword with ten heads, and we really can't bear to see you become the eleventh.
But what can I say? Good words won’t persuade a ghost who’s done that.
So Xu Yunzhong went to the next door with his clothes blown by the northeast wind. The disciples of Wanren Palace next door were also very surprised, as surprised as seeing their own palace master dancing under the moonlight. Why are the scholars so unruly? We finally got used to Master Zhu, but here comes another one
Xu Yunzhong: "Which room does your Palace Master live in?"
The Wanren Palace disciples quickly stood in front of him. Although the scholar had little killing power, the appearance of him with white gauze fluttering all over his body on this cold winter night was still too shocking, and he had to be guarded against.
Xu Yunzhong cleared his throat: "Palace Master Li!"
The disciples of Wanren Palace looked at him with sympathy. It's over, you're dead.
Xu Yunzhong continued, "Palace Master Li, I have something I want to ask you."
His voice was high and trembling, maybe because he was too pretentious or because he was cold, but it made the surrounding disciples feel sick to their stomachs.
A cold "get out" came from the house.
Xu Yunzhong had no choice but to use his trump card: "It's related to Master Zhu!"
Li Sui paused slightly and put down the Xiangjun Sword in his hand.
He naturally knew that this "related" might be false, but what if there was a one in ten thousand chance that it was true
"Come in."
Xu Yunzhong closed the door and quickly looked around the room. He was relieved to make sure that only Li Sui was there and there were no eight big men with him.
Li Sui sat at the table, dressed in black with a cold look in his eyes.
Xu Yunzhong said in time: "I was fed poison by an ugly man wearing a mask."
Li Sui: “…”
Xu Yunzhong recounted what happened that night at an extremely fast speed. He had to do it quickly because he didn't want to be in contact with the ferocious gaze that said, "You will die immediately after you finish speaking" for even a moment.
In fact, the matter was very simple. That night, Chi Tian went to the inkstone shop and forced a pill of poison into the most talented scholar in Hecheng, threatening him to infiltrate Zhu Mansion's team, get acquainted with Zhu Yanyin first, and then wait for an opportunity to drug him.
"This is it." Xu Yunzhong took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve.
Li Sui naturally knew who the masked man was. He took the medicine bottle and asked, "Why did you say it out loud?"
Xu Yunzhong was suddenly provoked and said viciously: "Because I hate being threatened the most in my life."
The aloof and aloof genius had long been accustomed to being flattered by others. How could he tolerate such humiliation? Not to mention poisoning someone, the method was so despicable that I felt dizzy just thinking about it.
Xu Yunzhong clenched his fists: "Even if I'm poisoned and can't be cured, I will never do such a dirty thing!"
Although he indeed has not lived enough, but once it comes to the dignity and face of a literati, a sense of grandeur and sorrow that shares the same sorrow with the heaven and earth arises in the heart of the great talent. What is the joy of living, and what is the pain of dying? Between life and death, I certainly cannot associate with the villain, greasy, sallow and ugly man. Ugh.
He is also a face control.
Li Sui said: "It seems that you should go to the Zhu Mansion for this matter."
I would like to find one. Xu Yunzhong was distressed: "But I wish that the Second Young Master will always have someone by his side."
When Chi Tian was in the inkstone shop, he said that he also had spies around Zhu Yanyin. I don't know if it was true or just an empty threat to stop Xu Yun from playing tricks. Although Boss Xu was provoked by the poison to be passionate and heroic, he was not blindly tragic and heroic. Even if he died, he would watch the ugly man die first.
Scholars are so petty and will take revenge if they are grudges.
Xu Yunzhong continued, "I couldn't tell whether the people around Second Master Zhu were friends or enemies, so I didn't tell him, which is why I came to find Palace Master Li in the middle of the night."
Li Sui nodded: "I'll take care of it."
Boss Xu left wrapped in his beautiful flowing robe.
After a while, the second young master of the Zhu family came with snow-white and fluffy hair.
The Wanren Palace disciples in the courtyard: Our Palace Master is very popular among scholars!
Zhu Yanyin slammed the door shut. "What's going on? I heard Xu Yunzhong just came to see you?"
Li Sui grabbed his cloak collar with both hands and said, "Send someone to keep an eye on me."
"Why am I staring at you? I'm staring at Xu Yunzhong." Zhu Yanyin urged, "Speak."
Li Sui saw that he was wearing thin pajamas under his thick cloak. It was obvious that he had rushed here as soon as he heard about it, without even having time to change his clothes. He carried him to the brazier and sat him down. "Why are you in such a hurry? He just came to tell me about being coerced by Chi Tian."
Zhu Yanyin: “Ah?”
Li Sui roughly recounted the entire incident.
Zhu Yanyin became anxious after hearing this: "If this is true, then wouldn't it be that I have implicated others?"
"It's the fault of the Demon Cult. It has nothing to do with you." Li Sui said, "I'll ask Jiang Shenglin to check him tomorrow. If it doesn't work, at least Chi Tian has the antidote."
"But if we hadn't gone to buy the inkstone, Boss Xu would still be lying in his yard drinking." Zhu Yanyin said, "It's a headache."
Li Sui massaged his temples for him: "Are all intellectuals so fearless of death?"
"It's not that I'm not afraid of death, it's that pride and integrity are more important than life." Zhu Yanyin said seriously, "Chi Tian doesn't understand."
Because of the lack of understanding, people would think that a mere pill could threaten the life and death of a weak scholar.
But in fact, the most difficult people to deal with in the world are the scholars who are beautiful, sharp-tongued, talented, have a high opinion of themselves, cannot tolerate the slightest grievance or contempt, and have a small mind. They are much more difficult to deal with than warriors.
Zhu Yanyin said: "If this is true, then we should join hands with Boss Xu, first trick Chi Tian and get the antidote."
Li Sui still said the same overbearing devilish love as long as you like: "It's up to you."