"Wang Situ! I haven't seen you for many days. How have you been?" Lin Chu greeted Wang Yun with a fake smile.
"Oh, isn't this Mayor Liu? I'm sorry, I'm sorry." After Wang Yun and Lin Chu finished catching up, he turned to Jing Wei and bowed. "I am Liu Han. Greetings, Lord Situ.”Jing Wei bowed in return.
"Summer, hot. Why don't you rest in my residence and discuss it?”Wang Yun invited her. "That would naturally be the best." Jing Wei and Lin Chu both agreed and followed Wang Yun back to the mansion.
Although the Han Dynasty had declined, it had been prosperous for 400 years. As one of the three dukes, Wang Yun's residence was also very imposing. However, there were not as many maids and servants as Jing Wei had imagined. It could be said that it was pitifully little. Perhaps it was because of Wang Yun's personal preferences.
"In a few days, the two of you will be leading your troops out. This old man would like to propose a toast to the two of you and look forward to your triumphant return!”Wang Yun poured a glass of wine for everyone when he arrived. It was hard to tell that this gentle-looking old man liked to drink.
"Thank you, Wang Situ." Jing Wei took the wine cup and drank it clean, but in fact, he was not good at wine. Just a cup of old wine made his face flush red. However, it could be seen that Wang Yun was holding a pot of good wine.
Wang Yun burst into laughter at his respectful look. Lin Chu chimed in with a laugh. How unpleasant…Although Jing Wei's face was flushed red, he still remained clear-headed. He wouldn't get into trouble because he was drunk.
"Since the two of you are in the mood to drink. Then how about I summon my adopted daughter to dance for fun? It was also a good time for her to catch up with Lord Lin.”Wang Yun clapped his hands as he spoke, and Diao Chan began to dance behind the curtain. Snow-like osmanthus flowers and a fairyland-like flowerbed. Jing Wei, who was drunk, seemed to have fallen into an illusion.
Be it Diao Chan or Jing Wei. Lin Chu had seen their every move. In the end, when Jing Wei lay on the table and murmured," Yu Xue, Yu Xue…", Lin Chu frowned. Wang Yun also excused himself and went back to bed to rest. Only Diao Chan, Lin Chu, and Jing Wei were left in the courtyard. It was like the triangle of fate.
"Miss Diao Chan." Lin Chu shouted. "This servant is here." Diao Chan bowed respectfully, looking dignified and elegant.
"Your Excellency, we only met in Wancheng." Sir, you know that."
After hearing Diao Chan's answer, Lin Chu seemed to have understood something. He shook his head and smiled bitterly at Jing Wei,""Understood. Then, the last question. Do you hate me now?"
"Naturally I don't hate you. This servant is looking forward to that supreme power!”Diao Chan answered without hesitation, as if she had already resolutely stepped onto the crossroads of life.
" Yu Xue…I miss you so much…I really miss you so much…" Jing Wei was still talking in his sleep. Lin Chu looked at Jing Wei and said to Diao Chan,""Miss Diao Chan, quickly bring Mayor Liu back to the inner room to rest!”
"Here." With a clear reply, Diao Chan took light steps and brought Jing Wei into the house. However, after taking a few steps, Jing Wei seemed to have smelled a familiar fragrance and pulled Diao Chan into his arms.
At this moment, Diao Chan was already 15 or 16 years old, in the prime of her youth. It was also similar to Yu Xue's appearance when she passed away. She was approaching adulthood. Her appearance and soul were still innocent and flawless. She was simple and cute, but her body had already developed to a perfect and alluring state.
Jing Wei seemed to have not woken up from a dream. Tears soaked his face as he muttered,"Yuxue, I won't let you leave this time. Definitely not!" Diao Chan was slightly stunned by Jing Wei's actions.
" Lord Mayor, you admit…" Diao Chan wanted to defend herself, but Jing Wei had already interrupted her. Diao Chan didn't know why, but at this moment, her entire body felt weak. Time also slowed down. She couldn't break free and didn't seem willing to do so. He could only look at Jing Wei's half-opened eyes quietly.
"Emotions? "What a strange thing…" Lin Chu looked at everything and left without saying goodbye. Lin Chu seemed to be reminiscing. He seemed to have been born in a pale laboratory when he was young. There were no playmates, no laughter, no birds, and no flowers. He could only keep learning, learning, learning…
There was no smiling face, but there seemed to be no tears. He would not feel joy or pain. Everything was just like a mechanical life, learning, learning... continuing to experiment and investigate. He vaguely remembered that there was another girl with him, just like him. However, her eyes were not as cold as Lin Chu's. Instead, they were as bright as the sun. However, he seemed to have made a choice…
"Phew, I'm starting to feel a little strange too. Was it this world's doing? Are you changing my genes?" After Lin Chu came back to his senses, he started to wonder. Speaking of which, when thinking about things, perhaps there were times when it was better to be creative.
What happened after that? No one knew, no one could tell.
In this era, medical skills had gradually deviated from Lin Chu's understanding of Jing Wei. The severed tendons and broken bones in his arm were difficult to treat even in modern medicine. However, the famous doctors in the capital, Luoyang, were all at their fingertips and had methods to treat them. It seemed like it was only a matter of time before Xu Huang, Zhao Li, and Wen Pin's injuries were healed.
However, Pang De had an old illness and his bones were broken by Ran Minzhen. No matter how many famous doctors Jing Wei and the others visited, no one dared to treat him. He only recommended Zhang Ji and Hua Tuo, the two great divine doctors. However, both of them were doctors who ruled the world and lived in the four seas. It was not easy to find, and Zhang Zhongjing had already been treated once. How good could it be this time?
Due to Pang De's physical condition, Jing Wei deliberately hid the news of the conquest of Western Liang from him. I hope he can obediently recuperate for a while!
"Warriors should never abandon the blade in their hands. A benevolent man should throw the sword in his hand. Pang De, do you understand?" A man who looked like a martial master said to the 123-year-old child.
That man had a kind look on his face. However, he could feel an unfathomable aura in the Divine Universe. He was about forty to fifty years old, and his hair was black and white.
At this moment, the martial master was teaching Pang De how to practice martial arts. However, the young Pang De seemed to have a grudge in his heart. He stubbornly pouted and did not respond to his master. He only clenched the wooden saber in his hand tightly and continued to train, train, train…day after day, spring passed and autumn came.
Six years later, a piece of news shook Western Liang. A young man had single-handedly annihilated an entire bandit camp in order to seek revenge. Covered in blood, Pang De staggered down the mountain. It was impossible to tell whose blood it was, whether it was the bandit's or his own. However, no matter how painful it was, Pang De still held the large cut-off knife in his hand tightly. This knife was made by his master when Pang De was 18 years old. The name of the craftsman was also famous. It seemed to be called Pu Yuan.
"Benevolent people should throw the blade in their hands." Pang De suddenly remembered what his master had always warned him, but he really didn't understand. These Mountain Bandits had slaughtered their entire village, including their own families. Why should I abandon the blade in my hand? Did they not deserve to die?
"Phew!" Pang De suddenly woke up, but his body was already out of control. He could not even sit up. "Master, it looks like I'm really going to put down the blade in my hand this time.”Pang De smiled bitterly as he muttered to himself on the bed.
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