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After dealing with Shi Ting's funeral, Chen Si should return to Beijing. Before leaving, he asked his wife and Shen Bao, what plans do he have in the future? Whether he wanted to go back to Jiangnan or to go to Beijing, he said that

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Chen Bao and Shen Xiang were quite moved, but Mrs. Chen said, "Since the master has chosen to sleep forever on the Great Wall, I have to stay with him, and I can't let him be alone." He also said to his sons: "When you have finished your filial piety, go wherever you want. Heart. After all, no matter what, since your father is buried here, Chen Bao and Shen Xi must be filial piety here for three years.

Seeing that they had made up their minds, they said silently: "The current security guard is our fellow countryman. I had met him a few days ago. If you encounter any problems, just look for him."

Mrs. Chen kept saying, "No need to worry," and told Chen Zhong, "Get that letter." Chen Zhong took the order and came out, and soon brought an envelope with a yellow cover and presented it to her mother with both hands.

"Give it to you my senior brother." Mrs. Chen pointed at her silently and said, "My words, this is what your master wrote to you before her death. I have been sad these days when I saw you, for fear that you would hurt your body when you see something, so I have never taken it out."

"Oh, I was silent and realized that the teacher had a suicide note for me. I quickly got up and took it with both hands. Then I saw six neat words on the cover and said: "I'm going to open my words with you." He spoke solemnly towards the direction of the burial of the master in the north, and then he carefully put the letter in his arms and close to his body.

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After getting up, he kowtowed to the master's wife and cried, "I am not filial to you, and I can no longer accompany you. Please take care of my health. The disciple will be in the capital, and I will pray for my master sooner or later and pray for my master's wife!"

Mrs. Chen couldn't help but shed tears and said, "You only need to do things for the people well, which is the best reward for your master. As for the master's wife, you don't have to worry. I'm in great health."

Chen Si Bao and Chen Zhen said goodbye one by one until Tiezhu reminded again: "Sir, the sky is a little cloudy, we have to set off early." Then he said goodbye to his master's wife and junior brother, and looked deeply at the yard with snow-white plum blossoms, as if he saw the teacher standing there with a serious face, slightly towards him.

Leaving the Baoan City, Chen Si was surrounded by guards and heading straight for the capital.

From the new security guard to Beijing City, because it is a major national defense road that concerns the safety of the capital, there are four inns on a total of 240 miles, each inn can be replaced once, so there is no need to cherish the horsepower and run away.

But the degree of rushing back is still far inferior to the time when we came, because on the one hand, there is no urging to rush, and on the other hand, it is running around and mourning, and I have long been tired and exhausted and unable to do so.

But the weather was getting worse and worse. It was about the end of the day, snowflakes floated in the sky. Looking at the heavy sky, Sanchi said worriedly: "Sir, the snow will not stop for a while. I'm afraid we can't arrive at Beizhai Post on time before dark." The implication is that, do you see if you turn back to Sichuan... After all, they have only left the previous post station less than twenty miles, and can still rush back before dark.

Silent stretched out his hand, and in a short while, the leather gloves were covered with goose feather-like snowflakes, and they said, "It seems that this snow may take three or five days." This winter is very evil, and the snow is amazingly heavy. It takes several days at once, and there is never a saying that it will stop in the next moment.

So what he meant was: "Before the snow was not heavy, hurry up and hurry up and cross Laojun Mountain. Go to Beizhai Post to rest!" You must walk a mountain road ahead to reach the next post station.

"But sir, if it's dark, you haven't walked out of Laojun Mountain yet." Tiezhu said worriedly: "We have to camp,... in such a cold day. We walked in a hurry and didn't bring camping equipment. I'm afraid we can't stay outside overnight."

"You don't have to worry," Chen Si said lightly: "I remember that there is a five-way Temple of God of Wealth on the west side of Laojun Mountain. If it is as you said, let's stay there for a whole night and hurry up tomorrow morning."

Seeing that the master had made up his mind, Tiezhu thought about it and agreed...

So I continued to move forward in the snow, and the snow became denser and denser. What's worse, when it was a little darker, there was another wind blowing, and heavy snow flew, completely blocking the view. The guards at the end of the team could no longer see the team.

"Sir, it seems that I can't pass Laojun Mountain today." Tiezhu said loudly.

Silent raised his leather hat and exposed his ears. He shouted: "What did you say?"

"I said, I really can't pass Laojun Mountain today. Tiezhu was stunned and shouted to ensure that the sound was not blown away by the north wind.

"Yeah." Silent nodded and said, "Then let's stay in that God of Wealth Temple for a night, and the wind will stop tomorrow morning."

"That's all that, Tiezhu nodded. He shouted loudly and said, "I'll follow closely. If anyone falls out of the line, he will freeze into a popsicle, no one will care about it."

A guard smiled and continued, "What's the matter? I'll go back when it melts next year." "Do you think you are a blind bear and a cat-winkle?" This caused a burst of laughter.

The laughter also diluted the grief in Chen Si's heart. He looked at the heavy snow. Suddenly, he felt that the mountains, rivers and earth were covered with silver. Are he mourning for his master who just passed away? After a while, he felt that the sudden snowstorm was heralding another fierce battle to unfold in the court?

After thinking about it all the way, before dark, when I arrived at the foot of Laojun Mountain, I could see a corner of the hall hidden in the bushes on the hillside. After passing by the silence several times, I had noticed this building and asked Ma Yongkang and others, knowing that this place was the "Five-way God of Wealth Temple" was built by a man and a woman, and managed by Laojun Guanchao on the top of Laojun Mountain. Every 15th day of the lunar month, believers from ten miles and eight villages would come to burn incense and make money. Now it is snowing heavily in the cold winter, and even the most devout believers stay at home. It is impossible to burn incense at this time, so that the silent people will stay overnight.

So I left the main road and walked along the winding path. After passing the mountain gate, I didn't walk far. Then I turned around and saw a rather grand hall on the flat ground, with the main hall and a very large copper incense burner in front of the hall, and a circle of horses were tied around the incense burner.

"Someone took the initiative to think about it. Of course, the horses in that circle were not the mount of the God of Wealth, but someone thought of him and went to the five God of Wealth Temple to stay in.

At this moment, a figure poked his head out of the hall and saw them silent, but immediately shrank back, as if a little panicked.

As soon as he saw something, the guard naturally surrounded silence in the middle, clasped the weapons vigilantly, and quietly looked at the door of the hall.

Tiezhu wanted to send someone to see the truth, but Chen Si said, "Let's call first, see if there are a lot of people, try not to make misunderstandings." Chen Si appeared under the background of the big locust in the east of the hall, and there were more than a dozen horses tied. The two sides added up to nearly thirty, which was three times the number of people.

Tiezhu nodded and said loudly: "The sky is high and the road is hard. Meeting is fate. We are passing guests. Please ask the friends inside."

There seemed to be a little commotion inside, but it was not clear in the wind and snow. After a while, the silence almost lost patience. Finally, a cheerful voice replied: "I met by chance, I am a friend of mine. We are also passers-by, so I ask my friends outside." The accent was from Xuanda.

While speaking, a high-end middle-aged man in fine clothes appeared at the entrance of the hall. He was about forty years old, wearing a new blue-na cotton robe, with brown fox fur sleeves, a pair of pure black cowhide boots, and a warm hat of the same color to dress as an ordinary wealthy businessman, but his demeanor was not comparable to that of ordinary businessmen.

Silent was observing the other party, and the other party was also observing him. Although he was young and dressed simply, the guards around him looked cold-hearted; obviously they were not easy to mess with. They seemed to be surrounded by him casually, but in the eyes of experts, they clearly set up a certain situation, which reminded him of the wolves on the grassland and immediately labeled these people as "dangerous."

Of course, these people refer to the silence guards, and silence was too young after all, and the other party hadn't taken him seriously yet, and thought to himself: "Maybe it was a noble young man who came out to play," it seems to be in the military. Which one is from?

These psychological activities are complicated, but in fact they are just a blink of an eye. Silently clasped their fists at the man, saying, "I am a person from Kyoto, and I am greedy for the road today, but I missed the inn. It was dark and the wind was strong, so I came here to stay." He said with a smile, "I don't know the name of Mr. Gao?"

"I am the first time I have been silent about my self-introduction to Xiao, the surname Xiao, who is not a descendant of the daughter of the filial son."

The two of them said goodbye to each other and exchanged greetings for a few words. The silent demeanor was there. As long as they opened their mouths, even if they were not deliberately pretending, they could make the other party's contempt. Unconsciously, they used respectful names and introduced the situation here to him: "Mr. Xu, when he came down, there was no one here. I think the guests couldn't stand the cold, so they ran back to the viewing room to go to Maodong."

"So that's it." Silently smiled, "Then I'll stay overnight and don't bother you and your nobles, right?" He just asked out of politeness. Since neither of them was the master, of course there was no need to obtain the other party's consent.

"Don't disturb the man, shook his head and smiled, "The side hall in the east was crushed by snow. If the young master doesn't dislike it, just spend some time with his subordinates in the west side hall..."

A silent gaze flashed across the man's face, and then looked inside the hall. After a while, he smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I never live in the west room." Generally, in the family at this time, the owner and his wife live in the main house, the son lives in the east room, and the daughter lives in the west room, so people are generally concerned about people, and when they invest in the store, they will avoid the west room.

Of course the man knew this taboo, but this is a hall where gods live in the wild, not the courtyard at home. Is it necessary to be poor and particular?

But his silent attitude was very firm, and he just couldn't stay in the West Side Palace. Tiezhu and the others also wondered, when did the adults pay so much attention? But they knew even more that if the adults do this, they must have his own way.

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"If you can't hold on," after saying so long, the man still stood at the door of the hall and said, "It's hard to deal with it."

"Look at how open the main hall is," said silently and gently: "You only occupy less than half of the place, just give us a little."

"This is not very convenient," the man said patiently: "There are female relatives."

"Mr. Xiao, don't worry, I'll be sure not to treat it." Chen Si said sincerely: "Please believe us."

"Oh," the man looked inside, looked at the silence again. When he was in a dilemma, a crisp and nice voice sounded: "Uncle, you are so slow. This place is not ours, and we can't use it, so let others come in." It turned out that the person inside was impatient, and he stuck his head out from behind the man and said, but he was a boy wearing a thick cotton jacket.

In silence, he was about thirteen or fourteen years old. He was thin and covered in black and gray on his face and hands. He could not see his true face at all. He could only see his eyes, which were big, black and bright. His smile revealed two rows of white and delicate teeth, which were very inconsistent with his skin. He also wore a dark big dog-skin hat on his head. The cotton jacket was dirty and showed a few strands of cotton wool. He looked like a little beggar.

But Mr. Xiao, who was obviously not an ordinary person, seemed very respectful to the little beggar. He bowed slightly and said, "Why are you out?"

"You have been out for a long time and said to the little beggar, "I'll come and have a look with my brother." His Chinese language is very good, but his tone is a bit distinctive, like singing.

Before he finished speaking, a man dressed in luxurious clothes, burly figure and strong-looking also appeared at the door, looking at Chen Si and his guards with bad eyes, and suddenly snorted with unknown meaning: "Let them come in, people have the courage to come in. We have the courage to agree." If Mr. Xiao's Chinese is authentic, and the little beggar's Chinese is unique, the man's Chinese is a bit weird.

Mr. Xiao was depressed, but things had come to this point. He could only smile bitterly and said, "Please, please."
Chapter completed!