Chapter 462 Thoughts
It’s snowing in Yuezhou.
This time it was not the snow created by Lan Ling, but real snow.
The snowflakes were very small at first, and then gradually grew larger, until they were so large that even when standing on the top of Yuezhou City, one could no longer see Yunmeng Lake clearly.
The snow is beautiful, but it's not good news.
It's another cold winter.
The monks left with Yan Hui's body. Yan Hui was killed and Buddhism suffered a severe blow. The leading monk from Tiexiang Temple declared that Dabei Temple would come to ask for an explanation. Before that, the Red Lotus Cult would not get any help from the Southern Buddhism.
Zhao Yushu and Lan Ling also left, but Hei Lu stayed. He liked this place and the clinic, so maybe he would not leave in the future.
The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren from Xiangzhou also stayed. Yuezhou needed large-scale reconstruction and would soon face unprecedented challenges, so they decided to do their part.
"I have heard a poem before, called "Song of White Snow to Send Judge Wu Back to the Capital". It is a good poem, and although it is quite appropriate for the occasion, it was not written by me, so I won't show it off to you."
Zhao Yushu and Lan Ling were riding on horses, wearing cloaks, looking at Yang He and Sanniang who came to see them off.
"After I return to Dongdu, I will ask Brother Wei San to think of a way to provide some help to the Red Lotus Sect, but I guess it will only be private, after all, the academy is still in Dongdu."
Yang He nodded: "I understand, we really need it, I won't be polite with you."
"treasure."
"treasure."
The horse's hooves headed westward, without any twists and turns, only the wind and snow, leaving no trace.
The two men rode side by side. Their horses were good and they rode very fast. In a few days, they arrived in Jingzhou. When they got here, they abandoned their horses and took a boat, going upstream. In a few days, they could reach Xiangzhou, and then Nanyang.
The heavy snow became much less severe when it spread to Jingzhou, and it is estimated that it will stop further north.
"It's really strange. There's heavy snow in the south, but the sky is clear in the north. It's the opposite of Tiangang."
The soldiers on the ship looked vigilantly at a man and a woman who were standing on the bow looking up at the sky. The woman was obviously very young, but had a rare head of white hair. It was unclear whether she was a fairy or a monster, and the man looked like a scholar, with a kind of pride and arrogance from the bottom of his heart. Well, he deserved a beating.
However, these two people had the order from Lord Zhu Xian, the governor of Yuezhou. Although they could not say that they had unimpeded access to the entire Red Lotus Sect's territory, it should not be a problem for them to borrow a ship from Jingzhou and send it to Xiangzhou.
I don't know where these two people come from.
"Do you want to go back to Nanyang to have a look?"
"I'm going, but I'm afraid he won't let me go."
"What are you afraid of? Your father may not be able to beat me now."
Zhao Yushu was very proud. Lan Ling rolled her eyes at him. Was this a question of whether he could win or not?
So Lan Rong stared at the couple in front of him with puffed out his beard and glared. The man over fifty years old suddenly felt a little at a loss.
"Hehe, it's good to be back. Just in time to spend the New Year with Dad."
Lan Rong coughed twice, drank some water, and kept glancing at Zhao Yushu. The more he looked at him, the more annoying he felt. But for the sake of his daughter, he was afraid that he would have to spend the New Year with this boy. The thought of it made him unhappy.
"I'm going to Dongdu to celebrate the New Year."
With a "pu" sound, Lan Rong's tea sprayed out. He looked at his daughter in disbelief, then immediately glared at Zhao Yushu and slammed the table and stood up.
"Come out with me!"
Zhao Yushu shuddered and suddenly felt a little guilty.
"What are you afraid of? My father may not be able to beat you now."
Lan Ling clenched her fist to cheer him on, smiling mischievously and happily.
Lan Rong stood in the pavilion outside with his hands behind his back, his back to Zhao Yushu.
"Mr. Six."
"You can just call me Xiao Zhao."
After the relationship was confirmed, Lao Zhao no longer dared to be so arrogant. After all, this was the first time in two lifetimes, so it was reasonable for him to be a little timid.
Lan Rong tilted his head slightly, seeming to be dissatisfied with Xiao Zhao's affectionate name.
"Mr. Zhao, Ling'er's mother passed away early, and I didn't remarry."
"Lan, Lan, Lord Lan is loyal and righteous."
Zhao Yushu wondered whether he should call him Uncle Lan or Uncle Lan. After a long pause, he finally called him Lord Lan.
Lan Rong glared at him again, seeming even more dissatisfied.
Why are you staring at me? Just say what you want to say.
Zhao Yushu lowered his head and complained wildly in his heart.
"I am a warrior, not very good at teaching children. Ling'er is usually a bit careless, not like a lady from a rich family at all."
"Lan Ling, you have a very good character."
Lan Rong finally turned around and asked: "Do you have to follow my every word?"
Zhao Yushu opened his mouth and wanted to say, "Aren't I just afraid that you'd feel embarrassed talking to yourself?"
But in the end, he just shut up and lowered his head.
"I don't understand the twists and turns of scholars. I only know that I have raised this daughter little by little over the years. Whether she joined the army or served as an official in Nanyang, I have never let go of her. She is my life!"
Zhao Yushu was solemn and bowed.
"I admit that I looked down on you before. I thought you were too naive, without a trace of sophistication, and your head was full of unrealistic ideas."
Lan Rong sighed and sat down: "What you did in Nanyang was very childish. If it hadn't rained heavily, what could you have done?"
Zhao Yushu nodded. He wanted to do good things, but he always ran into obstacles. He almost killed Bujie in Longmen, and was fooled by Wang Shaolin in Nanyang. Compared with those Long Aotian in the novels of his previous life who had everything going smoothly and were highly respected, he was weak and did not look like a time traveler.
"Later I learned that you were the Sixth Master of the Academy. To be honest, I was a little surprised. The old immortal behaved eccentrically, but no one could find fault with his vision in accepting disciples. I was wondering if I was wrong. Does this absurd era really need young people like you?"
Zhao Yushu didn't dare to respond and lowered his head even more fiercely.
"When you came to Nanyang again, you attracted a bunch of assassins. The Yuan family, ha, those monkeys actually became human beings. When you came to Nanyang again, you became much more mature and acted more steadily. The Yuan family was wiped out by you. I accepted a big gift in gratitude to you, but these will also be given to Ling'er in the future."
"Zhao Yushu, tell me, has Ling'er encountered any danger while following you in Yuezhou?"
Zhao Yushu was stunned for a moment, then raised his head: "It's a matter of life and death."
Lan Rong showed an expression of "as expected": "Let me ask you again, if she went to Dongdu with you, would it be dangerous?"
Zhao Yushu smiled bitterly: "There are many crises."
"In that case, Zhao Yushu, tell me, as a father, how can I feel at ease leaving my daughter to someone who is in danger all the time?"
Zhao Yushu found that his language reserves had become very scarce, and he couldn't even utter a word of rebuttal.
"Father, you asked the wrong question."
Zhao Yushu turned around in astonishment and looked at Lan Ling walking towards him.
Lan Ling glared at Zhao Yushu and said, "Aren't you usually quite talkative?"
Zhao Yushu smiled awkwardly and took two steps back.
Lan Ling stood between the two of them, looked at Lan Rong, and turned to Zhao Yushu: "Zhao Yushu, let me ask you, my father said that I am his life, what about you?"
Zhao Yushu touched his head and said, "It's my fate too."
The two smiled at each other, and Lan Rong let out a long sigh.