"When a disciple of the academy is conferred the title of a gentleman, he must shout out a word as his motto for life, and he will fight for this word throughout his life. This word is the so-called 'You have the word'." Xie Yuling, who had always been indifferent, now seemed to be a little excited. "It is said that when a gentleman shouts out this word, the heaven and earth will resonate with it!"
"Yes. Every disciple of the academy, whether they plan to go down the mountain or stay on the mountain for the rest of their lives, has a goal in mind." Feng Zuojun's eyes seemed to gleam with light, "That is to become a gentleman."
"Yes." Luo Qin, who had been walking in front, said with a smile, "Luo also wanted to be a gentleman before, but the Confucian sage didn't like me. He said that although I have lofty ambitions, I don't have the ability to play the qin and the zither. At first I thought the sage was advising me to find a wife, but later I realized that he meant that I am too ambitious and lack the ability. But it doesn't matter if I can't be a swan, then I will be a gust of wind to help you soar into the sky." He pushed open a door, and there were seven or eight people inside who were doing some copying work, and in front of them were some white butterflies with broken wings.
"Xie Yuling, Su Baiyi, you guys stay guarding outside. Feng Zuojun, you come in with me." Nangong Xier said.
"Yes." The three answered at the same time.
After Luo Qin led Nangong Xier and the others in, he closed the door and said, "Although Diefeng is managed by the academy, not every disciple can see the news. Junior Sister Nangong is no problem, I wonder who this junior brother is?"
"Oh, junior brother, my name is Feng Zuojun." Feng Zuojun said with a fist.
"Oh, it turns out to be the young master of the Feng family in Tianxiaoyunjing. There is naturally no problem. Because this news itself came from your Feng family." Luo Qin whistled, and a white butterfly landed on his finger.
Feng Zuojun nodded: "I heard that our family sealed the door tightly? But I don't think it's a big deal. When I was a child, we would seal the door every year during the Feng family festival. My mother would also seal the door when she wanted to settle a romantic score with my father."
"But this matter is different." Luo Qin took out a note from the butterfly and threw it to Nangong Xier.
Nangong Xier took the note and looked at it, her brows slightly frowned. Feng Zuojun leaned over to take a look and was also shocked.
There were only eight words written on it: The second branch of Tian Xiaoyunjing was plotting rebellion.
Then the note caught fire, fell to the ground and turned into a pile of ash.
"The second house is talking about my second uncle. He has a disease in his right leg and has difficulty moving. He has been staying in his own house and seldom comes out. He is plotting a rebellion? What did he use to plot a rebellion? What was the result? How is my father?" Feng Zuojun's expression suddenly became excited.
Luo Qin shook his head: "Tian Xiaoyun Realm is still sealed, and we got this news with great difficulty. As for the result, we haven't found out yet. Maybe we will find out when the next news comes."
"I can't wait any longer, senior sister! Let's set off quickly! Don't waste time here." Feng Zuojun said anxiously.
"Don't be anxious, Xiaofeng." Nangong Xier reached out and pressed Feng Zuojun's shoulder. "If your second uncle wins, he will naturally announce that he has inherited Tianxiao Cloud Realm. But since Tianxiao Cloud Realm is still sealed, it means that there is no result yet."
Feng Zuojun nodded: "Senior Sister, you are right, so... we should set off immediately!"
"Okay." Nangong Xier turned around.
"Wait." Luo Qin suddenly said.
"What are you waiting for, Senior Brother Luo!" Feng Zuojun waved his hand anxiously, but accidentally hit something. He looked closely and found another white butterfly flying in front of him.
Luo Qin reached out and caught the shaky butterfly, and took away the note on it.
"What's written on it? Is there any new news?" Feng Zuojun asked.
Luo Qin frowned slightly, then shook his head: "Not good."
Su Baiyi and Xie Yuling, who were outside the house, had been guarding the door after Nangong Xier and the others went in. Su Baiyi's mind was full of the words Feng Zuojun had said to him along the way. Those stories about Shanglin Palace had originally nothing to do with him, a little scholar who grew up in Xinghua Village, but after Nangong Xier said those words, they seemed to be closely related to him.
Su Han, the Grand Palace Master of Shanglin Palace, is he the great hero with the surname Su that Master mentioned
Su Dianmo, the second palace master of Shanglin Tiangong, is she the beautiful woman with the surname Su that Master mentioned
So what is the relationship between these two people and me
Could it be that he was the son of the Grand Master of Shanglin Palace? But if that was the case, why did he end up wandering around since he was a child? It was too unreal. But Xie Kanhua must have had a reason for adopting him, so it seemed possible.
When Su Baiyi was daydreaming, he suddenly found that Xie Yuling beside him had been secretly looking at him. Su Baiyi looked over, but Xie Yuling quickly turned his head away.
This shyness was completely different from the confrontational look when he was talking to Feng Zuojun. Su Baiyi turned his head and found Xie Yuling looking at him again. He felt a little uncomfortable and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Senior Brother Xie, do you have any questions for me?"
"Oh, nothing." Xie Yuling turned her head again.
Su Baiyi scratched his head, not knowing what Senior Brother Xie was up to.
The two stood in silence for a while, and Xie Yuling spoke again hesitantly: "I heard that you are from Xinghua Village, how is it there?"
"Xinghua Village." Su Baiyi didn't understand what Xie Yuling meant. After thinking for a while, he said, "It's a nice place. There aren't many villagers. It's very quiet. The apricot blossom wine there tastes good, but it will get boring if you live there for a long time."
"It's very quiet." Xie Yuling murmured.
"Yes, sometimes at night, it feels too quiet and a little scary." Su Baiyi smiled, "I also talked to Master about this, why not move to Fengqiao Town, so that we don't have to eat only braised donkey meat every time we drink."
"What did your master say?"
"Master replied me with two words." Su Baiyi stretched out two fingers and shook them, "No money."
Xie Yuling actually smiled: "Are you very poor?"
"Master opened a private school in Xinghua Village, and students from several nearby villages came to our school for classes. But you know, we were all villagers, so we didn't have much money. Master didn't mind. Sometimes, poor people gave him a few copper coins, and he asked me to return them, saying that I could just exchange them for a few jars of homemade Xinghua wine. Every year during the Chinese New Year, Master could earn a lot of money by writing for the wealthy families in the city." Su Baiyi's tone suddenly sounded a little dissatisfied, "But I tell you, those words were all written by me!"