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In the middle of the night, the number of people who came to pay homage gradually decreased, and finally it was deserted. Only Xiao Wuhen and the old servant were left in front of the spirit.
"Young Master Xiao, the master has a letter that I want to deliver to you." The old servant's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and he said to Xiao Wuhen in a hoarse voice.
"Mr. Chen has a letter to pass on to me?" Xiao Wuhen couldn't help being startled. Could it be that Mr. Chen already wanted to die?
The old servant came out after entering the room for a while, and took a letter to Xiao Wuhen. Open it and see that it is Teacher Chen's handwriting.
Sure enough, it was exactly what he thought. After the Wendou started, Mr. Chen had always wanted to fight, and he had been preparing non-stop for a while.
And this letter is tantamount to Mr. Chen explaining the funeral. He gave Xiao Wuhen the real estate and all the books in this place, and in the letter he also hoped that Xiao Wuhen could take in this old servant so that he would have something to rely on in the future.
In addition, Mr. Chen also said that his only son's family was robbed by thieves, and then his granddaughter was accidentally lost. If he was still alive, he would be seventeen years old. If Xiao Wuhen can meet in the future, I hope she can recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors.
The latter part of the letter focused on some unique physical characteristics of his granddaughter, and Xiao Wuhen couldn't help but smile wryly.
Because those are the private places of the daughter's house, which can only be discovered by undressing, so how can a man easily see it.
However, he still solemnly put away the letter, and then said to Teacher Chen's grave, "Please rest assured, Mr. Chen, I will try my best to fulfill your last wish and live up to expectations."
The old servant looked at Xiao Wuhen from the side, but there was a strange color flickering in his eyes. But when Xiao Wuhen looked at him, he became extremely peaceful again.
"Old man, Mr. Chen's last words hoped that you would follow me in the future, what do you think?" Xiao Wuhen asked while looking at the old servant.
"City Master Xiao doesn't think the old slave is burdensome, and I am very grateful." The old servant saluted Xiao Wuhen.
"Okay, let's talk about it after Mr. Chen has been in a hundred days." Xiao Wuhen continued. The old and the young didn't speak any more, they stayed quietly in front of the spirit, and the time passed by unknowingly.
When the sky was getting dark, Xiao Wuhen asked the old servant to go to bed first, but he still walked out of the mourning hall a little lonely.
A beautiful figure suddenly appeared at this time, like an elf at the transition of night and dawn.
"Young City Master, do you mind if I come?" This Qianying's voice was soft and pleasant, but she was still holding something in her hand.
"Dean Shen, I feel comforted that you can come. However, how is Xuanyuan Qinghuan doing recently? I haven't seen that girl come out to make trouble." Xiao Wuhen was also comforted, after all, at the most critical moment, everyone There are the most critical people.
"She has been talking about seeing you for many days, but now you are under great pressure to organize a literary battle, and there are so many things in Xingyao Academy, I am afraid that she will come out and cause trouble, so I let her get busy." Shen Qingyi couldn't help adding.
"Okay, let's eat some of the soy milk buns that just came out." There was a smile in Shen Qingyi's beautiful eyes.
She is now the dean of Xingyao, so naturally she cannot use Shen Qing's face to appear in public, nor can she use the identity of Tong Yanzong, so she can only keep a light veil on her face, but no matter from which angle she will make people feel This is a peerless beauty.
"Thank you." Xiao Wuhen was not polite either, he had already stayed up all night, if he didn't eat anymore, he would be torturing himself.
"It was really a pity yesterday, it was almost possible to win!" Shen Qingyi said with a soft sigh.
"How do you know?" Xiao Wuhen looked at her in surprise.
"Yesterday I was looking at the sky, it was actually clearer than at the scene! Mr. Chen Chen said a word before he died, and Meng Wensheng's face also changed at that time." Shen Qingyi said lightly.
"Yes, if Mr. Chen can persist for a while longer, maybe we can win! This time, it is obvious that the An Ning Kingdom is targeting us, and their position is evil. But I would rather lose this game again, I also don't want Mr. Chen to lose his life because of this." Xiao Wuhen said.
"Being able to enter the holy land of the royal family and be buried in the Spring Garden is also what he wished for, and it is a supreme honor. Don't blame yourself for it." Shen Qingyi comforted.
"Actually, it's okay, but at that moment, I felt that life is so fragile and may leave us at any time." Xiao Wuhen drank the steamed stuffed bun soy milk, feeling a little more warmth in his body.
"I'm the one to play today!" Shen Qingyi asked at this time. Her beautiful eyes lingered longingly, full of indescribable amorous feelings.
Xiao Wuhen couldn't help but think of her celestial face that day, if?What a beauty it will be when her veil is taken off. He suddenly wanted to watch it again, just for a second.
"Yes, this battle is very important. Your opponent is the Seventh Prince." Xiao Wuhen looked at Shen Qingyi.
"However, the seventh prince is in such a state of mind. I'm afraid they are boasting about the king of antithetical couplets and all-round talent in both civil and military affairs." Shen Qingyi didn't think so.
Because of Qin Xueshuang's past, Shen Qingyi still had contact with the Seventh Prince, so she knew her very well, especially her Art of Destiny has always been very accurate.
"There is no one worthy of fame, and he is still Meng Xu's disciple, so don't take it lightly." Xiao Wuhen reminded.
"Don't worry, no matter which opponent I face, I will do my best. It's just that I will win" Shen Qingyi said lightly.
"However, what I'm curious about is, what confidence do you have in winning the last poem and song? Just relying on those guys under you who pick up girls faster than writing poems, I'm afraid there is no hope of winning." Shen Qingyi continued.
"The third person on the other side must be the finale. Judging by the respectful appearance of the Seventh Prince, she should be of extraordinary status. Besides, she dares to call her name Emperor Ming. I feel that she is an anonymous person. I can't find out any information about this person. If you dare to use the word emperor, it should come from the empire's backup" Shen Qingyi quickly analyzed it, and only then did she feel the seriousness of the matter.
She has never missed the Art of Destiny, but there have been some twists and turns when judging Xiao Wuhen.
"Of course I can't count on those people. This third person is definitely from the Empire, and it's scary."
"I've seen her eyes, which can penetrate people's hearts." Xiao Wuhen said, paused and smiled again: "If it really doesn't work, I have to do it myself."
"You?" Shen Qingyi looked at Xiao Wuhen in disbelief, then laughed silently holding her stomach. Teacher Chen's mourning hall is just ahead, so she naturally dare not be presumptuous.
But soon her stomach hurt from laughing, and she covered Yin Tao's small mouth and trembled for a while before she calmed down. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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