There was a storm outside the eaves. Li Hansheng, wearing a literary robe, sat on the chair with his expression calmly, looking at the snowflakes falling outside the living room.

Cold leads to cold leads to cold leads to cold.

The name Li Hansheng has now caused countless wolf guards and people in the martial arts world to be scared. However, when their parents named this name, it was just because poor families did not pay attention to it, and the one born in winter was called Hansheng.

Waiting for the short leisure time of Xu Buling, Li Hansheng looked at the snowflakes outside and recalled the past forty years.

The first time I saw it snowing in my life, it was in a small village in a remote village. My family was bare and I couldn't eat enough. My parents simply fed and sent him to the only private school in the small county. On that snowy day, when I was sitting in the private school trembling with coldness, I remembered a sentence from my Master:

'A rich family does not need to buy good land, there are thousands of millets in the book. There are no tall buildings in the house, there are golden houses in the book.'

The meaning is very simple. As long as you study hard, you can eat enough and live in an airtight house.

Li Hansheng is not smart, but he is very hardworking. He passed the county examination and the college examination at a young age and passed the scholarship. He is also quite famous in the villages. Unfortunately, after a famine, only one scholar was left, and there was nothing else around him.

The second time it snowed, I arrived at Sun's shop in Chang'an City.

At that time, he was not as close as twenty, and waited again and again for the spring exam to come, and then failed the exam and started over again.

The money brought was completely clean, and the calligraphy and paintings could not be sold. When sitting in the bluestone alley and was about to starve to death, a middle-aged man passed by with two jars of wine and said:

"Go to the shop and be warm?"

He was angry with a scholar at that time and replied: "I will not eat food that comes from pity when I starve to death, and I will not drink water from the thief when I am thirsty."

The shopkeeper scolded him, "Who is giving you freely? I have to pay it back if you owe someone a favor."

After that, he became the shopkeeper in Sun's shop. He sold wine during the day and studied at night, but failed the imperial examinations, and he owed more and more favors, but fortunately he did not starve to death on the streets.

The days later passed quickly, with beautiful women accompanying each other, playing in the world, getting married and having daughters, and having a happy family...

Then somehow, it was another snowy day. He stood in front of a small grave, and behind it was a mountain village that turned into ruins.

He was alone, and it was like the first time he embarked on the road to Beijing with a package on his back. His future was vague and desolate behind him.

I can't remember it later. Maybe I am unwilling to remember it, or I am already dead. What I think and do are just making up for the past like a walking corpse. He doesn't know which day it will last, maybe until the day when I close my eyes...

Stepping on—

The sound of footsteps sounded outside the door, Xu Buling appeared at the door, with a little surprise in his eyes, and raised his hand and said:

"Who is yours?"

Li Hansheng withdrew his mind and was so calm: "Crown Prince Xu, we have seen it on the second day of the winter moon."

Xu Buling was afraid that he was the confidant of the King of Wu. He wanted to pretend not to know him. He chuckled when he heard this, raised his hand to let the maid who was serving tea and pouring water back down, entered the living room alone, sat down in the main seat, and said with a smile:

"You are not Li Hansheng, right?"

Li Hansheng took out the jade from his sleeve and placed it on the tea table: "I thought you had seen it a long time ago."

Xu Buling had such speculations, but he just couldn't confirm it. Seeing that this handsome middle-aged scholar was really Ning Qingye's biological father, his eyes were a bit complicated.

In Xu Buling's impression, Li Hansheng's evaluation was not very good. He abandoned his wife and daughter, and his methods were cruel. He was nicknamed "Poison Soldier" by the detective department, which was a huge difference from the swordsman Zhu. Moreover, Ning Qingye became an official in this kind of thought, and eventually ended up hating his father who had divorced his wife and children. It was obviously not advisable to catch relatives on the spot, and it was not appropriate to look at each other coldly. He didn't know how to treat it for a while.

"It turns out that it is Master Li, who has long been honored to be famous, and I am lucky to meet him."

Li Hansheng didn't respond to this compliment and just said softly:

"I came here, just advised you not to interfere in the affairs of King Wu. If you can hand over the jade artifacts quickly and go outside the observation deck to eavesdrop, you must have received a lot of news. Just stop and go back and watch the changes. If you insist on finding out the truth, it will not be good for you and me."

Seeing Li Hansheng so frankly, Xu Buling chuckled softly: "My Xu family is full of loyal people. If you don't ask the truth, I'm sorry Song... At least, let me know what's going on?"

Li Hansheng shook his head: "You entered the market too early, and there is no benefit at all, and it will only make bad things. You think that jumping out of Chang'an's chessboard is like a wide sea and leaping with fish, but you don't know that you have already fallen into another chessboard. The old master of Yuelu Mountain only has chess pieces in his hand and never treats people as humans. If you take a wrong step, your fate will be worse than Song Ji. If you withdraw now and wait for the time to move, you can gain more things at the end."

Xu Buling frowned slightly, thought about these words for a moment, and said softly:

"What chess is that old man playing?"

"The world will be united for a long time. He wants to be unified. It doesn't matter who becomes the emperor. You are valued now, just because you have the greatest chance now. Just like Song Ji in the past, once you lose power, you will become an abandoned son on the spot. Do you think that if you marry his granddaughter, he will favor you half the weight?"

Xu Buling chuckled when he heard this:

"If you come here to use counter-espionage to provoke relationships, please come back."

Li Hansheng smiled faintly: "The road is taken by oneself, it is useless to say more, so you can do it yourself."

After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the door.

Xu Buling looked at Li Hansheng's back, thought for a while, and said softly:

"Do you don't know Ning Qingye is here with me, or do you want to ask?"

Li Hansheng paused, looked up at the snowflakes outside, and said nothing. He stepped out of the living room, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the courtyard.

Xu Buling didn't see Li Hansheng's thoughts, so he could only shake his head and sigh.

After Li Hansheng left, Xu Buling sat on the chair of the Grand Master, rubbed his fingers with his fingers, and frowned slightly for a moment of thought.

In fact, he also saw that Fu Bao's grandfather had a high vision, and he jumped out of the three realms and was not in the five elements, and his words and deeds were not mixed with any emotions, so that when he spoke, he felt a little like walking on thin ice.

No matter what the purpose of Li Hansheng's words were, they obviously make some sense. If Fu Bao's grandfather only had the world in his eyes, then whether he or Song Ji, he was just a piece of chess piece that was divided on the chessboard, both strong and weak, and supported the strong and ate the weak, and like raising a Gu, he would only leave only one of the world's masters.

He has the chance of success now, so he will give him resources, but if someone more suitable than him appears one day, it may become a stepping stone for others.

However, Fu Bao's grandfather is obviously not a big villain, but he is too high and his way of thinking is different from that of ordinary people like them. He insists on finding an adjective. It is probably only "those who achieve great things are not careful about the details."

Since the day when Song Jixiaolong Gu raised the butcher knife, King Su Xu You has drawn a clear line with the Song family from the bottom of his heart. In order to be safer and safer in the future, there will be a day when swords and weapons will meet again.

Xu Buling doesn't like fighting very much, but this kind of thing is like being in the world of the world and cannot be controlled by personal thoughts at all. If the time comes, he will wear a yellow robe. If the time comes, he will be in vain. If the time comes, he will be in vain.

So in the face of Fu Bao's grandfather's question, Xu Buling replied:

‘Do not get money when you are in trouble, and do not get away from difficulties.’

After learning about these messy news, Xu Burui felt that the world was about to start to be in chaos, but before the waves started, there was no way to see that the wind came from.

Xu Buling looked at the calm Hangzhou City outside the living room, and after thinking for a long time, he just sighed softly. No matter what, he had to go back to Huainan first and settle his wives before talking. He couldn't stay in Jiangnan and watch the world in chaos. He wouldn't think about going back then...
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