Looking at Xiao Jinyan's leaving back, Yu Wenshuang felt a lot of thoughts, and for a moment she felt like she had lost her soul. Even the third aunt walked to her side did not notice it. She couldn't explain it clearly. She, who had always been known for her calmness, made such a request to Xiao Jinyan.

Li Xiyao called softly: "Shuang'er!"

Yu Wenshuang took a deep breath, calmed down and asked, "Do you really want to become an opponent that is incompatible with water and fire?"

Li Xiyao sighed in her heart, shook her head, and said, "The conflict between Dengwenyuan and your father is already an open secret in the court. I'm afraid this is the result that His Majesty the Emperor wants, right?"

Yu Wenshuang thought for a moment, looked up and asked, "Sanniang, what kind of person is my father? In the court, everyone praised and criticized my father. He kept a distance from Yixiaotang in the world. Even I couldn't see through it. Is he a good person or a bad person?"

Li Xiyao smiled, "Thirty years ago, when your father was a Confucian scholar, he was already famous in the literary world. At that time, the literary leader Li Mengyang and Li praised him for his character in the Wei and Jin Dynasties and his poetry and essays. It's just that fate and fortune make people feel good, and a good reputation does not necessarily bring good luck.

The year he participated in the imperial examination was the most powerful period of struggle in the cabinet of the Emperor Lingzong. At that time, Mr. Wu took a fancy to your father's literary name, and he won over your father at his birthday party, and even wanted to betroth his daughter to her. His father refused on the spot. For this reason, Mr. Wu held a grudge and secretly instructed someone to apply your father's exam paper, but he failed.

Your father was angry and abandoned his literature and martial arts, went to the western front to work as a young man. Since then, he has practiced utilitarianism and never wrote a poem again. The times have created heroes. During the crisis, His Majesty the Emperor was trapped in Longshan. Your father saved His Majesty's life and made great contributions. From then on, he has risen to the top and soared into the sky, and he has today's status. Your father is a strange man in the world, how can he distinguish it from good people or bad people?"

This was the first time Yu Wenshuang heard Li Xiyao talk about his past, and was very surprised. She had always admired her father very much. The only stain was that the 30,000 city massacres in Dingzhou was that year. However, Yu Wen Tianlu never talked about this in front of anyone, and it is unknown whether there is any inside story.

Yuwen Tianlu had no official wife and only married two concubines. The house was in charge of the affairs of money and food. Tang Qian had a very strong temper, like a vicious spirit, and was very harsh to his servants. If he had any displeasures, he would serve Yuwenshuang and dislike Yuwenshuang and would be very sarcastic all day long. Therefore, when he was twelve years old, Yuwenshuang moved out of the Duke of Anguo Mansion.

The third wife, Li Xiyao, was once a strange woman in the martial arts world. After marrying Yuwen Tianlu, she ate vegetarianism and practiced Taoism all year round and rarely involved in the affairs of the mansion. In the Duke's Mansion, Li Xiyao had the best relationship with Yuwen Shuang. The ice-pole silver needles that Yuwen Shuang trained were also taught by Li Xiyao.

Yuwen Tianlu is serious and has three meals a day, a simple meal, a pot of wine, and is a very old-fashioned person. Since Yuwen Shuang remembered, she has never seen Yuwen Tianlu smile. As for her mother's appearance, she has no impression of her at all. "Sanniang, who is my mother?"

Li Xiyao said again: "You should stop asking. When he wants to tell you, he will naturally say. Your father only likes one person in his life, that is, your mother. Although I am your third wife, it is just a nameless thing. This is why your father married me and your second wife, but never had any other children. I am a wife and I was desperate back then. Your father took me in, and I will never repay this kindness in my life. Shuang'er, no matter how others say he is, he is your father after all. Don't forget this." Speaking of this, Li Xiyao sighed, "Your father is actually not easy."

Yu Wenshuang remained silent. In her memory, Yu Wen Tianlu was very strict with her. She was severely criticized by making a little mistake and did not leave any mercy, which made her feel a little disappointed. For many years, she has participated in affairs in the Yuwen family and worked hard to become Yu Wen Tianlu's right-hand assistant, just to get his recognition.

Li Xiyao patted her on the shoulder and said softly, "There are two months left, and it will be the fiftieth birthday of your father. If you don't attend, he will be very sad."

Yu Wenshuang felt a little self-deprecating, "Sad? Haha, I'm afraid he won't frown even if I die."

Li Xiyao heard this and said angrily, "Shuang'er, don't say that to your father." She felt that she was a little too strict and her face calmed down a little. "Although your father is not rude to you, he is still very proud of you. Shuang'er, please go back to Beijing with me. There will naturally be Zhao Wuji and Niu Erfu to deal with the matter in Yangzhou."

Yuwen Shuang remembered the face of the Yangzhou prefect, and felt a little bored. "Niu Erfu, is it just him?"

Li Xiyao knew that she looked down on Niu Erfu and said with a wry smile, "Although Niu Erfu is a donor official, he is greedy and cruel, he is better off being loyal to your father and having a good way to make money. Nowadays, there are many capable people, and it is difficult to find someone with one heart!"

Yuwen Shuang knew what he said about making money and imposed heavy taxes on the people in the jurisdiction. This was also what made her not satisfied with her father.

Yuwen Tianlu lives frugal, eats simple food and wears a set of clothes for more than ten years. He is extremely self-disciplined, but he seems to have endless pursuits for money. He almost promoted Yangzhou Prefecture, Suzhou Prefecture, and several wealthy prefects in Hangzhou. He is not very capable, but he is all experts in making money. On the contrary, several officials with more famous reputations in the Yuwen camp were sent by him to poor places such as Yunnan, Guizhou, and Northwest.

The third lady hugged Yu Wenshuang's waist, "The remnants of the Light Cult are still eyeing each other. Yangzhou is not a place to stay for a long time. Let's set off at dawn."

...

After Xiao Jinyan took the pill given by Yuwenshuang, he temporarily suppressed his internal injuries. However, Ren Pengju's internal strength still caused him a lot of trouble. When he returned to Yangzhou City, it was already dawn. He went to see Doctor Xue to say goodbye, but found that the door of Xue's house was closed. After a brief inquiry, he found that Doctor Xue was traveling around and leaving, and the poisonous saint Xue Pipi was also here to go with him.

He had not closed his eyes for three days, and a burst of tiredness came. He came to an inn, ordered a jar of wine, ten meat pies, and had a little drunk meal. He opened a room and slept until noon. Before checking out, he used the broken silver given by Dongfang Nuannuan that day. Thinking of Dongfang Nuannuan's methods of dealing with them last night, he couldn't help but sigh.

Although the trip to Yangzhou was short, it was thrilling every day. Fortunately, he received the secret letter and completed the task successfully. Yangzhou was beautiful, but he did not have any attachment. Thinking of the scene of hanging on the tree with Yuwenshuang last night, he felt a little happy.

In the afternoon of the same day, Xiao Jinyan left Yangzhou City.

A few miles away from the city, Xiao Jinyan saw Monk Baolu standing by the roadside with a Zen Staff, looking at the sun in the sky, grinning, sometimes ecstatic, sometimes frowning, with a strange expression, as if waiting for something.

Xiao Jinyan stepped forward and asked, "What are you waiting for?"

Baolu said in a whisper, "I'm waiting for my donkey, but when I wait for you, there's no difference."

Xiao Jinyan said repeatedly, "Don't go, I'm still apart from the donkey."

Baolu came up and hugged him over, laughing, "It's the same in my eyes. Since you are here, wait with me." As he said that, he continued to look up at the sky.

Xiao Jinyan said strangely, "Your donkey is in the sky? There will be no pie falling from the sky, let alone your donkey falling!"

Baolu ignored him and continued to look at the sun. Xiao Jinyan felt a little strange and went to see the sun.

It was late autumn and the sun was not very dazzling, but after watching it for a long time, Xiao Jinyan still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Ah Yeh!"

Monk Baolu sneezes, scratches his nose, and breathes a sigh of relief, "I finally feel comfortable!"

Xiao Jinyan smiled bitterly, "So that's it. Since you are so elegant, I won't disturb you."

Xiao Jinyan bowed and Baolu pulled him over, "Where are you going?" Xiao Jinyan said back to Suzhou, Baolu said that you are the same person anyway, so it's better to be a companion and take care of him along the way.

Xiao Jinyan thought it made sense. Although the monk Baolu was a little stupid, his martial arts were pretty good. As long as he didn't get mad, it was quite interesting, so he agreed.

Not long after, Xiao Jinyan understood the "response" at Baolu's intersection. To put it bluntly, he had no food and followed Xiao Jinyan to eat and drink. After walking for more than ten miles, Baolu ate all the twenty steamed buns and twenty meat cakes he bought before leaving the city, and then kept calling Xiao Jinyan hungry and looking for a place to go to a restaurant.

Xiao Jinyan was a little helpless. Not to mention that there was not much silver left on him, even if there was a mountain of gold and silver, according to his way of eating, he would sooner or later become a pauper. He deliberately used his light skills to get rid of him, but he found that although the monk's selves was not very good, his feet were very strong.

In the evening, the two came to a chicken feather shop.

This kind of chicken feather shop is everywhere in the world. These are not as good as some regular inns. They are composed of a front hall and a back hall. The front hall is a place to rest and eat. The back hall is a large shop made of stone, with no mattresses on it and covered with reed mats. The ones that are covered at night are also covered with thatch, reeds, etc. A slightly better shop is covered with chicken feathers at night, so it is called a chicken feather shop.

This kind of restaurant is not very clean, and only collects ten copper plates per person a night. There is no decent meal, including rice, pancakes, steamed buns, pickles, and boiled water. However, many customers bring their own dry food, and there is no one who can run away.

If you can spend a few more copper plates, you can also get a pot of poor wine mixed with water, drink and brag with past guests, which can relieve the depression during the journey.

Most of the people staying in the hotel are passing people, including peddlers, travelers, fortune tellers, and doctors selling fake medicines. Although the accommodation conditions are harsh, at least there is a place to block the wind and rain, so you don’t have to worry about being caught by passing beasts while sleeping.

These people are also from the martial arts world.

However, unlike the heroes who stand by their swords and swords, the world in their eyes is just a way to make a living. There is no flying eaves and walls, no fresh clothes and horses, only firewood, rice, oil and salt.

When Xiao Jinyan and Monk Baolu entered, no one greeted them, and no one paid attention to them.

The topics that guests discussed were not the battle of the Golden Sword and Mad Sword that was rumored in the world recently, nor the list of the three talents of the world and man in Xiaosheng, nor the feast of the Hundred Flowers in Yangzhou.

In this era of underdeveloped information, travelers from all over the world were communicating information from all over the country. Businessmen were concerned about grain prices and medicinal materials, and whether they could make a difference. Doctors and tricks discussed the customs and consents of the people in various places, whether they could go to a hole, and maybe a fire hole was a big turn.
Chapter completed!