When Sun Yat-sen saw Ming Wanli, he could not help but be overjoyed. The two had a very close relationship and could be called close friends.
Erqiang and his men also surrounded Wang Chun, Xiaoliu, Lei Ping and others. Half a year had passed since they last met in Jiangnan.
Sun Wen, Fang Xiao and Ming Wanli entered the study. Madam Fang had already taken people to prepare lunch.
Ping An brought tea with Qing Shi.
"Ping An, his name is Ming Wanli. He went to Yingtian when we went to Jiangnan before. He is a capable man like your uncle Fang."
Ping An smiled and bowed: "Uncle Ming, I have heard of your great name for a long time, but I have never been able to meet you. I will have to learn skills from you in the future."
Ming Wanli looked at the little boy in front of him. He was wearing ordinary clothes, had an upright little body, black hair, bright eyes full of wisdom, and was indescribably handsome, yet full of heroic spirit.
"Master Ping'an, I have heard of you a long time ago. You are the most proud disciple of the eldest master. Ming Wanli is here to greet Master Ping'an."
Ping An and Sun Wen didn't want him to greet them, so they quickly held him back.
"Wanli, don't be like this. Ping'an is still young. You are all the eldest master's right-hand men. Ping'an will rely on you in the future." Sun Wen said with a smile.
Even though Ming Wanli still had a death contract with Fang Xiao, Fang Ming, and He Jin, it was because they themselves were unwilling to release it, otherwise the eldest master would have made them free citizens last year.
These few people and myself are considered the most capable people around the eldest master. How can Ping An have the qualifications to show off in front of them?
"Sir, please sit down with Uncle Fang and Uncle Ming. I'll call you when dinner is ready. Qingshi and I will be going downstairs."
Ming Wanli said, "Qingshi is the kid from the old Ge family, right? I drank with your father last night."
Qingshi also greeted Uncle Ming with a smile.
Wait for the two children to go down.
Ming Wanli gave a thumbs up and said, "No wonder the eldest master likes it. I like it too. He has good character and speaks and acts like a little adult."
Fang Xiao said, "Isn't it? He's only eight years old, but incredibly smart. Wanli, Mr. Sun is also Master Ping An's master, the kind who served him tea."
Ming Wanli hurriedly congratulated Sun Wen: "Then I congratulate Mr. Sun on having such a beloved disciple."
Sun Wen grinned, "Wanli, I won't hide it from you. I like Ping An. I will probably only accept this one disciple in my life. Let's not talk about this anymore. Now is the time for the three of us to discuss what to do next."
Ming Wanli elaborated on the situation in the northern border. "The Mongolians will probably have a hard time this year. Their income dropped a lot last year. I heard that the general has increased the defense of the military camp. I came all the way here and found that many places in our Great Zhou are doing okay. I feel much more relieved."
Fang Xiao shook his head. "It looks OK, but it's actually a little abnormal. I've started to store water with my people. There was basically no heavy snow last year, so the amount of water in the mountains will be much less. Many of the herbs planted in the medicine valley this year are drought-resistant herbs. Wanli, did the eldest master allow you to replenish some herbs?"
Ming Wanli nodded: "I have asked Shunfeng and Shunshui to take the letter to the capital, and the eldest master also asked me to come here and wait for him to come back."
Sun Wen told the story of Ping An's biological father: "Gensheng returned to the valley yesterday. The head of Wanjia Village had already included Ping An in the Wan family tree on the first day of the Lunar New Year. We don't know how this matter will be resolved."
Ming Wanli said, "It is also because Master Ping An did not want to leave his mother, and he has already changed his name and entered the family tree. Otherwise, in my opinion, he should definitely follow his biological father. It has been like this since ancient times."
If he were in this situation, he would have to keep his son by his side no matter what, otherwise his ancestors would jump out of the ground and scold him.
Sun Wen now has the same idea as his apprentice. In the past few years, the mother and son depended on each other for survival. After seeing off the two old people, why should they separate now? Besides, Wan Changsheng is a good person and treats Ping An well.
Living safely here, the main thing is freedom. In the Chang family, the man is so outstanding and young that he will soon remarry and have children.
There are few stepmothers who are selfless. If you meet one who appears to be righteous but is actually cruel, you have no place to seek justice.
"Wanli, Mr. Sun, I think Master Ping An has already taken this matter lightly. We will deal with it when the time comes. It's useless to think too much now. Wanli, please give us a plan on how to arrange the people you are leading."
These days, he took Xiao Wu and Lin Feng to hide in a remote place to practice the Snow-Walking Heart Sutra. The more they practiced, the better it became. It was much better than the light skills he had practiced before.
Now that he has returned from a long journey, he has to push away some of the burden on his shoulders. He is in his early thirties now, and if he comes across a good martial art, he must practice it quickly, because it will be much worse when he is older.
Baozi and Dawu have seen him looking aggrieved these past two days. It’s not that the master doesn’t want to teach you, but Ping An has to agree to this.
It is difficult to be safe. The secret book passed down to him has been passed down to him, Xiao Wu and Lin Feng. From now on, A Wu, Da Wu, Er Qiang and others will not be able to escape either. The secret book is no longer called a secret book.
On his own side, Leopard and Gensheng wanted to pass on this skill. The biggest advantage of this skill was that it could allow one to escape in critical situations.
Sun Sicheng and his group had already arrived in Qingping County. Even though it was mid-afternoon, it was still early, so they found an inn to stay in.
After days of traveling, everyone was exhausted. Yu Yang had a low fever a few days ago, and Chang Chunfeng also looked listless.
However, Sun Sicheng and his daughter were in good spirits. The little girl was very interested throughout the journey and insisted on studying medical theory with her father for two hours every day.
This made Sun Sicheng very proud.
Jixiang had booked the room earlier, and Sun Sicheng covered all the expenses along the way, so the two newly-appointed scholars hardly had to pay out of their own pockets.
Of course, this amount of money is nothing. It is just an ordinary expense. It is not necessary to spend lavishly.
After washing up, Chang Chunfeng lay down on the bed. He would arrive at Yong'an Prefecture tomorrow evening, and he would prepare to set off for Jiao County early the next morning.
The closer he got to Chang Jiachun, the more uneasy he became. Along the way, the eldest master insisted on giving him medicine and acupuncture at the same time.
What he told the eldest son was that he could occasionally remember some fragments, but they were not coherent.
It was true before, but these two nights were different. He even dreamed of a wedding scene. The bride was certainly not Qi Jiaojiao, but an extremely gentle little woman.
In the dream, he was quite ungrateful and did not treat the bride very well. He even seemed to despise her for not being able to play the musical instrument, chess, calligraphy, or painting, or to be a beautiful woman.
In his dream, he was somewhat dissatisfied with the fact that his parents had chosen a peasant girl, and he always felt that he should at least marry a lady from a scholarly family.
In fact, it goes without saying that an ordinary countryman who has devoted all his efforts to supporting his son's education for many years would not have the conditions to marry a beautiful girl from the city. It would be great if he could find such a beautiful and virtuous one.
The little boy who appeared in his dreams many times turned out to be his son. He dreamed of the little guy from birth to babbling and then toddling, but he never dreamed of his parents speaking a word to him.
This made him very uneasy.
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