After sitting for a while, Wang Yi suddenly felt someone beside him. He opened his eyes and it turned out to be Zhou Liyuan.

Zhou Liyuan didn't know when he sat next to Wang Yi. He raised the wine bottle in his hand and took a sip of wine. When he saw Wang Yi open his eyes, he asked, "Are you disturbing Mr. Wang's enjoyment?"

Wang Yi smiled and punched Zhou Liyuan. It was very light and hit him on the body. Zhou Liyuan smiled and took out another wine bottle from his arms and gave it to Wang Yi.

Wang Yi did not refuse. He took the jug and downed the strong drink. Wang Yi wiped the drink from the corner of his mouth and shouted "Hello".

Zhou Liyuan chuckled and asked: "Master Wang drinks a lot, so I would like to ask Master Wang if he knows what kind of drink this is?"

Wang Yi frowned, pursed his lips, and carefully recalled the taste of the drink he just drank. For a moment, he couldn't even remember what drink it was. There were a lot of drinks in the world, so it was normal to not be able to remember, but Wang Yi always felt that he was drinking

I had this kind of drink, but it took a long time, and I can’t remember it.

Zhou Liyuan saw Wang Yi frowning and knew that Wang Yi probably couldn't think of anything, so he explained: "This is sweet-scented osmanthus wine, a specialty of Qingzhou."

Wang Yi suddenly realized that it turned out to be Qingzhou's sweet-scented osmanthus wine. He had drunk this kind of wine before, because Qingzhou was on the edge of Youzhou. When he was in Prince Qi's Mansion, he secretly drank this kind of wine produced in Qingzhou. Then

At that time, the sergeants who were on duty in Prince Qi's Mansion, in addition to people from Youzhou, there were also many people from Qingzhou, and they often loved to drink this kind of sweet-scented osmanthus brew.

"It seems that you have gone through a lot of things this time."

Zhou Liyuan stopped sitting and lay on the ridge of the roof, with the wine bottle in his hand on the roof. "It's okay, I just went to make some money."

Wang Yi knew something about Zhou Liyuan. As his subordinate, why couldn't he investigate and find out the details about Zhou Liyuan.

"For that senior brother of yours?"

Zhou Liyuan sighed slightly, nodded, and admitted, "I have an agreement with my senior brother. When I return to Chang'an City again, I will either kill him or give him a hundred taels of silver. In this way, I can let him stay in Chang'an City."

Stay in Chang'an City for one year."

Wang Yi was a little confused as to why there was such a strange agreement, "Why?"

Zhou Liyuan touched the Xiuchun knife on his waist and said slowly, "In the past, my senior brother and I studied under the master's sword skills, but the master was killed by the senior brother. I wanted to take revenge at that time, but how can I be a senior brother?

My opponent, after thirty-two sword moves, was knocked out of his hands by his senior brother, and there was no possibility of fighting again."

"Senior brother didn't kill me, but he threw me at the city gate outside the east gate of Chang'an City on a snowy day like the previous days. He told me not to return to Chang'an City without saying a word, otherwise he would kill me."

"That one hundred taels of silver."

Zhou Liyuan took a big gulp of wine, his expression was sad, and tears began to flow involuntarily, "After I came back, I asked my senior brother to beat me once, and I lost again, but my senior brother didn't kill me, and instead asked me to collect a hundred taels of silver.

Let me stay in Chang'an City for another year."

Wang Yi finally understood the story between Zhou Liyuan and the senior brother who was only recorded in the Chinese documents in Jinyiwei's library.

It is another very common scene in the world where the senior brother kills the master and the junior brother takes revenge. The only difference is that in Zhou Liyuan's story, the junior brother does not kill the senior brother to avenge the master.

In fact, there is nothing as beautiful as what is recorded in the book on the road of life. After practicing for many years, the junior brother returned, and after a bloody battle with the senior brother, he successfully killed

Senior brother, I avenged my master and restored my sect's glory once again.

Is there? Yes.

No? No.

Not all stories are beautiful, there are also sad stories like Zhou Liyuan's.

It's just that people subconsciously choose not to see it and not record it.

What they care about is only those happy endings, those chivalrous stories of gratification and revenge, and their history of struggle. However, these stories are very popular with people, and one copy is sold.

Wang Yi felt that this was wrong and not good.

Wang Yi did not ask Zhou Liyuan if he wanted to help. If Zhou Liyuan wanted to help, he would have asked Zhou Liyuan long ago. There was no need for Wang Yi to mention it again. How could the Jinyiwei people have been bullied outside? Lu Zhong didn't have flying pigeons to send messages and asked Zhou Liyuan.

But Zhou Liyuan refused, so now, he will not mention it again.

"I'm very curious. Back then, your senior brother was able to kill Qi Ming. He was the number one swordsman in Chang'an City."

Zhou Liyuan said: "I don't know either. This happened after I left Chang'an City. I'm not very clear about it. Lord Lu told me through Jin Yiwei's intelligence system."

Wang Yi patted Zhou Liyuan's shoulder gently, "Don't worry, we are here."

Zhou Liyuan drank all the wine in the jug and threw the empty wine into the air. Finally, the jug fell and disappeared.

After a brief pause, Zhou Liyuan said: "Master Wang, if one day, I, Zhou Liyuan, die, just bury me outside Chang'an City. I, Zhou Liyuan, have been an orphan since I was a child. I was raised by my master and deeply cared for by my senior brothers."

"I met Mr. Lu, Mr. Wang, and the brothers of Jinyiwei again. I, Old Zhou, are satisfied. I just want to see Chang'an City again after I die."

Wang Yi nodded lightly, agreeing, and then said jokingly: "Old Zhou said it's too far away. Even if I die, you won't die."

Zhou Liyuan smiled, then stood up, glanced at the brightly lit Chang'an City, and murmured: "I can't see enough, I can't see enough."

Zhou Liyuan smiled and left, while Wang Yi remained silent.

It’s not that Zhou Liyuan hasn’t seen enough, but that he can’t bear to leave his hometown.

Wang Yi suddenly thought of a word and said it unconsciously, "Falling leaves return to their roots."

"By the way, it's the fallen leaves returning to their roots."

Listening to the voice behind him, Wang Yi knew without looking back that it belonged to Lu Zhong.

"Master Lu, I know that your cultivation level is high, but you don't need to be so elusive."

Lu Zhong's figure slowly appeared next to Wang Yi, standing on the roof, holding an empty wine bottle in his hand, gritting his teeth and said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, but I don't know if Mr. Wang knows who threw this wine bottle."

, the throw was really accurate, it was thrown directly on my head."

Wang Yi coughed twice and spread his hands, saying that he didn't know either, but Lu Zhong would not believe Wang Yi. The expression on Wang Yi's face was really so mean, Lu Zhong couldn't help but slap him.

Wang Yi's eyes widened, and then his figure flashed and disappeared on the spot. On the roof, where Wang Yi had just been, a slap appeared, neither big nor deep.

Wang Yi's figure slowly appeared not far away, and he patted his chest. It was so dangerous that if he had reacted a second slower, the slap would have fallen on him.

Wang Yi had no sense of loyalty and said directly: "Master Lu was thrown away by Zhou Liyuan, not me."

Lu Zhong folded his hands and put them in his sleeves, looked at Wang Yi in the distance, and said softly

He said, "So that's it, but Zhou Liyuan said you threw it, who should I believe?"

Wang Yi now understood why Zhou Liyuan left with a smile. It turned out that he was waiting for him here.

Wang Yi's mind turned and he hurried to Lu Zhong's side, helped Lu Zhong sit down, and then gently beat Lu Zhong's back on Lu Zhong's back.

"Master Lu, what do you think? My technique is pretty good, right?"

Lu Zhong closed his eyes, feeling Wang Yi's technique, and praised: "Well, not bad, not bad."

Wang Yi asked: "Master Lu, your Majesty's birthday is tomorrow, what should we do?"

Lu Zhong opened his eyes, looked at Chang'an City, and said softly: "There is no need to do anything, that is all the matter of the imperial guards. Besides, if something big happens, the troops outside Chang'an City are not vegetarians."

"Then what do we do?"

Lu Zhong pointed in the direction of the Imperial City. Since it was approaching the New Year, the lights in the Imperial City were even brighter tonight than in the past.

"Tomorrow we will be responsible for assisting the Royal Forest Army in checking people coming in and out. After that, it will be a mission."

Wang Yi stretched out his head and looked at Lu Zhong, waiting for Lu Zhong's answer.

"That's eating. You tell me to go down tomorrow and eat as hard as you want. Eat whatever you want, but please pay attention to your image and don't embarrass me. Otherwise, I will kick you out directly. I don't blame you."

Wang Yi smiled and replied, "How can it be possible? Our brothers in Jinyiwei are more or less people who have seen the world. They won't know how to do it by then."

Lu Zhong shook his head and continued: "I'm not afraid of this, I'm afraid that they will dislike eating too little and just pack it up and bring it back. Let's make a deal first, if something like this happens and you make me embarrassed to see the officials, I will let you

You know what the top ten tortures in Jinyiwei’s prison are.”

Wang Yi was stunned on the spot and asked in a low voice, "No way."

Lu Zhong waved his hand, "I've been with them longer than you and them. I know better than you what these people are like, so I'm just giving you instructions."

Lu Zhong may not know that when he said these words, the corner of his mouth was smiling. Yes, it is the things that make Jin Yiwei different from others that allow Jin Yiwei to survive those dark years and see the light now.

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"Master Lu has never asked where your hometown is."

Lu Zhong was silent for a while and said: "Qingzhou."

Qingzhou, like Youzhou, is on the northern border and has been harassed by Northern Qi cavalry all year round. Therefore, some people in the Ming Dynasty joked that people from Youzhou and Qingzhou can be regarded as half of the same hometown.

Wang Yi pursed his lips, "I didn't expect Mr. Lu to be from the border."

Lu Zhong said: "I didn't expect to meet half of my fellow countrymen in Chang'an City."

"How long has it been since you returned to Qingzhou, sir?"

Lu Zhong sat there and thought carefully, "I can't remember clearly, it's been too long, it should be thirty years."

"Why don't you go back and take a look."

Lu Zhong said helplessly: "Mostly because of Jin Yiwei's reasons."

There is no more content after that, most of it is this, but what about a small part.

Lu Zhong didn't say anything.

The small part is that Lu Zhong was used to the peaceful and prosperous age where he had no worries about food and clothing. When he went back to take a look at Qingzhou, which was always at war, Lu Zhong didn't know how to face it or what to do. He had no choice but to visit Qingzhou scholars every year.
Chapter completed!