Chapter 131 Recalling the Past: I'd do anything to save him. ...
Starry Palace.
Several disciples were sweeping the steps in front of the sect. These past few days, everyone from the sect leader to the senior brothers in charge had been extremely busy, having no time to attend to anything else because of Lian Quesheng's affairs.
Therefore, tasks such as daily cultivation, morning lessons, and cleaning were all handed over to Ye Zishan to manage.
He was young and usually joked around with his juniors, skipping classes and climbing over walls without a second thought. But after being suddenly "promoted," not only did he not act like a new broom sweeping clean, but he also completely lost all his basic authority.
Fortunately, Ye Zishan was not one to cling to power or bully others. He never liked such things and was just a player who liked to hide behind the west window and steal moments of leisure. Who would have thought that he would suddenly gain power? Ye Zishan finds it funny when he thinks about it.
"Senior Brother Ye, shall we go down the mountain later?"
The junior apprentice on the right, who had been there for less than a year, was the most impatient of all. Whenever he had free time, he would think about sneaking down the mountain. Once, he ran into Ye Zishan on the way. The two of them stared at each other for a moment, and finally agreed to go together next time.
“Okay, but don’t let Senior Brother Xichuang find out. He’s been in a bad mood lately, and even I don’t dare to get close to him.” Ye Zishan made a “shh” gesture, and the group gathered around to listen to him. “Senior Brother Ye, Senior Brother Xichuang is probably unhappy because of Young Master Lian’s illness. So let’s be careful. He’s been staying by Young Master Lian’s bedside all day, so he shouldn’t find out.”
"Yes, Senior Brother Ye, it's been a long time since I've come down the mountain. I've heard that the newly opened wine shop has a really rich and mellow flavor!"
Ye Zishan, having exhausted himself, clapped his hands and said, "Sweep quickly, and we'll slip away as soon as we're done."
"Okay."
Several energetic young disciples finished their work in no time. True to his word, Ye Zishan led a few men and sneaked away along a side path. But halfway there, just as they were getting excited, Ye Zishan pulled out several silver ingots from his pocket and flaunted them, "This is from last time when I was with the company—"
"Cough cough."
"Cough cough cough."
One cough followed another, and even a fool would recognize it, let alone Ye Zishan, who was no fool. His cheerful voice vanished instantly, his body froze, and he dared not speak. He stiffly turned around, his eyes cautiously glancing upwards, almost stumbling and falling down the steps.
"Hey...okay, what a coincidence, Senior Brother Xichuang, what are you doing here too?" Ye Zishan pinched the arm of the junior brother who had instigated him to come out and play, but his own body was trembling.
"Zishan, where are you headed?"
Xi Chuang didn't move, and his voice was soft, just like always, unlike when the sect leader was angry and glaring. But he still exerted a certain pressure on the group. Ye Zishan trembled and dared not reply, "I... Senior Brother Xi Chuang—"
Damn it, these people really got themselves killed.
Ye Zishan was still trying to figure out how to make Xichuang less angry, "I just heard... I just heard."
"West window".
A voice as beautiful as heavenly music came from behind him, and Ye Zishan's eyes suddenly lit up. It was Young Master Jiang's voice; he was saved.
"Why are you all gathered here? Are you welcoming me?" Jiang Yu asked jokingly, but his voice put the disciples' minds at ease.
“Young Master Jiang.” Xi Chuang walked down the steps and met his gaze calmly. He seemed to be the same as he had been long ago, respectful and polite. He bowed to Jiang Yu and said, “Young Master Jiang, are you here to see Master? Master is still asleep. Even the Sect Leader and the others are here. Young Master Jiang’s arrival is timely. You can catch up with us.”
"How is your master?"
Jiang Yu acted as if nothing had happened and knew nothing, patted Xi Chuang on the shoulder, and said with emotion, "We've been apart for a while, and you seem to have lost weight?"
“I may have lost some weight taking care of Master these days. Young Master Jiang has a good eye.” Xi Chuang was not surprised that Jiang Yu’s eyes had recovered, and Jiang Yu did not intend to explain to him. The two of them knew the truth, but pretended to be humble on the surface.
"Zishan, why are you so reserved? It's been so long, why didn't you even say hello?" Jiang Yu went up a few steps and walked to Ye Zishan's side. Ye Zishan put his hands together and bowed to him several times, winking and whispering, "Young Master Jiang, you've come at just the right time. You're like a hero who has fallen from the sky."
Jiang Yu laughed out loud, "Next time, follow the rules. Your senior brother Xichuang is busy with so many things, how can he possibly care about these little things of yours every day?"
The person mentioned, Shen Jiuxu, who was standing at the west window and below the steps, nodded, and the two stood facing each other.
"Sect Master Shen, it's been a long time. Young Master Jiang is recovering well. It seems you've put a lot of effort into taking care of him. I hope my master can be as lucky as Young Master Jiang and recover soon."
Xi Chuang smiled and said, and Shen Jiuxu nodded, "I also hope that Lian Quesheng will recover soon, after all, he is a friend."
"Zishan, you take them to practice swordsmanship first. I'll take Young Master Jiang and Sect Leader Shen to find Headmaster Lian, and we'll also visit Master." Xichuang said without turning around. Ye Zishan's legs went weak, which Jiang Yu saw clearly. He smiled and picked him up. "Xichuang is doing this for your own good. Go back and practice your swordsmanship."
"Yes, Senior Brother Xichuang." Ye Zishan bowed to Jiang Yu again. "Thank you for helping me out earlier, Young Master Jiang. I'll take them with me now. Young Master Jiang, please stay at Xingchenque for a couple more days. Once Young Master Lian wakes up, we can go out and have some fun together."
"good."
"It's a deal." Ye Zishan waved to him, and seeing Jiang Yu nod, he was satisfied and quickly ran off without a trace. In the blink of an eye, only Jiang Yu and the other two remained on the steps of Xingchenque. Xi Chuang led the group, and they didn't encounter many disciples along the way. Soon they arrived at Lian Quesheng's residence.
"Young Master Jiang, Sect Leader Shen, you've arrived too." Sect Leader Chu was discussing Lian Quesheng's condition with Lian Chisu and Lu Buwen when he suddenly heard footsteps. Looking up, he saw familiar faces he hadn't seen in a long time.
"Jiang Yu, Sect Leader Shen."
Lian Chisu stood up. "You've come to see Quesheng, haven't you? He's been unconscious. Hopefully, when you get there, you can wake him up."
"Sect Leader Lian, Uncle Lu."
Jiang Yu greeted them one by one. Lian Chisu was somewhat surprised to see him moving around so freely. "You... your eyes are healed?"
"Yes, Sect Leader Lao Lian, it's all better now." Before the truth about who was behind this was revealed, Jiang Yu's disguise was still very effective. Although Xi Chuang was the most suspicious, he couldn't be sure that there weren't others involved.
"Did you tell Uncle Zhou? He would be very happy if he knew."
“We haven’t had time to visit Grandfather yet. We’ll go over after Que recovers,” Jiang Yu said politely. “I only found out about Que’s illness from outside news. I came in a hurry and didn’t bring any gifts for Sect Leader Chu. Please forgive me.”
Chu Jue smiled and said, "It's enough that Young Master Jiang came. Why bring this old man a gift? Young Master Jiang, just stay at Xingchenque. You and Quesheng have been friends for many years. I feel at ease with you here. As for other matters, I'll take care of them."
"Last time, so many villagers were in trouble, and we major sects were ashamed to have to take responsibility for it all by ourselves. Now, Young Master Jiang, you should rest well. A few days ago, when Que Sheng came back, he told me that you were injured, and quite badly. Although young people have a good foundation, you still need to take good care of your injuries so that they don't become chronic."
"Thank you, Sect Leader Chu."
Knowing that the others knew each other, Chu Jue realized it wouldn't be convenient for him to stay any longer, so he exchanged a few more pleasantries and left.
"I'll go inside and check on Quesheng." Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu greeted Lian Chisu and her husband before entering the house. They had been here before, so they knew the way well and didn't need anyone to give them directions. Lian Chisu felt a pang of sadness watching their practiced movements.
Lian Quesheng lay on the bed, lifeless. This was the first time Jiang Yu had seen him like this. Among the three of them, Lian Quesheng was the only one who had never suffered such a serious injury.
He was like a favored child of God, with a cheerful smile always on his face. His parents were alive and well, he had harmonious relationships with his teachers and students, and good friends by his side. It seemed that every good blessing in the world had been fulfilled in him.
In fact, Jiang Yu had envied Lian Quesheng before, but he was not the only one who felt this way. Many disciples in the world wanted to live the life of Lian Quesheng. He was carefree and unrestrained, did things according to his mood, did not have to care about other people's opinions, and had the support of people from Xingchenque and Bailuzhou.
He should live happily in this world forever.
Instead of lying unconscious in bed like this, with news of his serious illness spreading everywhere but still no way to get treatment.
"The doctor said that Master's illness was congenital and incurable. Young Master Jiang, what do you think of his diagnosis?"
Xi Chuang reappeared behind the two of them at some point. His footsteps were very light, almost silent. "I recently remembered something. Before I met my master, people in my hometown often got sick and died because there were no doctors."
"That winter was very cold, and countless people froze to death. Because so many people died, the only sound in the large village during the day was the barking of dogs."
Jiang Yu stood by the bed listening to him speak. He looked at this disciple who had once been praised and was proud of by Lian Quesheng, and a feeling of déjà vu welled up in his heart, but he couldn't remember when he had seen him before.
"Later, even the barking of dogs stopped. Does Young Master Jiang know why?" Xi Chuang smiled sinisterly. He was backlit, his eyes fixed on the person on the bed. "Because they killed the dogs. There was no food in winter. Even with so many deaths, there still wasn't enough food to eat."
"So they set their sights on the dogs. But the dogs were so small and thin, how could there be enough meat for them? There wasn't enough to go around, so the dead people in the fields became their meal."
“Young Master Jiang, there’s no need to look at me with such shock. I didn’t eat anything. How could a little kid possibly compete with those adults? I ran away, and later my master saved me. I think I told Young Master Jiang about those things. My master is my savior and my dearest love.”
Xi Chuang spoke frankly, gently stroking Lian Quesheng's face, "So, I'm willing to do anything to save him."
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