Fighter of the Destiny

What kind of person is that boy?

Very calm. After sitting for half an hour, my posture didn't change. I only took a sip of tea at the beginning, probably out of politeness, but I didn't drink it again... In fact, that first sip of tea He only touched his lips, not like he was reserved, but more like he was cautious, thoughtful, very wary, and even harboring hostility.

He seems to be a smart man, at least a little smart... How old are you?

Fourteen.

I remember it should be this big too.

It's just that his expression is too calm, and it always feels bigger when he looks at it.

Just an ordinary person?

Yes... the aura is ordinary. It's obvious that he has not even experienced marrow cleansing. Although he can't see any potential, he is already fourteen years old. Even if he starts practicing Taoism again, he doesn't have a good future.

Even if he has a future, can he still be compared with the head disciple of the Changsheng Sect?

Madam, is that engagement true?

The token is real, and the engagement is also real.

How could the old man...arrange such a marriage for the young lady?

If the old man is not dead yet, or if you can ask for the answer... open the door, and I will go see him.

With a creaking sound, the door slowly opened. The clear sunshine poured into the room from outside the courtyard, illuminating every corner, illuminating the lady's bright face and the half jade pendant she held tightly in her hand. The old nun who had spoken to her before was standing in the corner, her whole body covered by shadows. It was even difficult to spot her if you didn't look carefully.

With the support of the old nanny, the lady walked outside, walking slowly like a weak willow in the wind. The precious gold hairpin in her hair and the ring on her body did not make any sound, which seemed a bit strange.

The shadows of the trees in the courtyard are mottled, and there are more than a dozen large trees on the lawn that can only be hugged by several people. There are no servants or maids on either side of the stone path. Many people can be seen kneeling in the distance. The quiet atmosphere is full of solemnity. The feeling is like those trees standing straight towards the sky, and like the cold weapons displayed everywhere in the flower hall.

The owner of this mansion is Xu Shiji, the legendary Yudong general of the Zhou Dynasty. Lord God General governs the government just like he governs the army. The mansion has always been serious and quiet. Because of what happened today, all the servants were driven to the side garden. The atmosphere here was naturally more depressing. The spring breeze blowing from outside the courtyard walls seemed to They are all frozen.

Mrs. Xu walked through the courtyard and came to the side hall. She stopped and looked at the young man in the hall, her eyebrows slightly raised.

The young man was wearing an old Taoist robe that had been washed until it turned white. He had a childish appearance, straight eyebrows, and bright eyes. He had an indescribable aura, as if he could see the hidden truth in many things, just like a mirror.

There was luggage at the young man's feet. The luggage looked ordinary, but it was packed in an extremely orderly manner, and the dust from the journey could not be seen at all. The hat tied on the luggage had been wiped clean.

It was not this that made Mrs. Xu raise her eyebrows, but the fact that the tea on the table had no trace of heat, but the young man still looked calm, without any sign of boredom, and had a calmness and patience that was difficult to possess at this age.

This is a difficult person to deal with.

Fortunately, such people are often very proud.

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After entering the Divine General's Mansion, he said a few words to the nanny, and no one paid attention to him again. After sitting in the side hall for half an hour, it was inevitable that he would feel a little bored, but Chen Changsheng had been used to being deserted since he was a child, so he didn't find it difficult.

While he was passing the time silently reciting the contents of the sixth volume of the Hua Ting Jing, he was waiting for the other party to come quickly so that he could return the marriage certificate to the other party. After settling this matter, he still had a lot of things of his own. Things to do.

He did only take a sip of the tea on the table and touched his slightly dry lips. However, he was not as cautious or wary as the nanny had guessed. Instead, he felt that if he was a guest in someone else's house, he would drink the tea. It would be a bit rude to want to go to the toilet too much, and although the tea bowls used in the Shenjiang's house were all extremely expensive Ru kiln porcelain, he was still not used to drinking from other people's utensils.

In this regard, he is somewhat mystical.

He stood up and saluted the gorgeously dressed lady. He guessed that the lady was probably Mrs. Xu from the Shenjiang Mansion. Thinking that the matter could finally be resolved, he put his hand into his arms and prepared to take the marriage certificate. come out.

Mrs. Xu stretched out her hand to show that she was not in a hurry, sat down at the main seat, took the tea brought by the stewardess, looked at his calm expression and said: You haven't visited the Tianshu Tomb yet? What about the Naihe Bridge? Or go to the Li Palace. Look at the ivy and it’s a great view.”

Chen Changsheng thought that this was just greetings. He thought there was no need to greet him, but since it was an elder speaking, he naturally had to be polite and responded briefly and respectfully: Not yet, I'll go and see him in a few days.

Mrs. Xu's hand holding the bowl lid stopped in mid-air and asked: So, when you arrived in Kyoto, you came to the General's Mansion first?

Chen Changsheng responded honestly: I don't dare to delay.

I see.

The lady raised her head and glanced at him coldly, thinking that it was ridiculous that a run-down boy from a remote country was not attracted by the grand scenery of Kyoto and came directly to the house to discuss marriage. He was so eager to discuss marriage.

Chen Changsheng didn't understand the meaning of the words I see. He stood up and reached into his arms again, preparing to take out the marriage certificate and hand it back to the other party. Now that he had made up his mind, he was not prepared to think about it for more time.

However, his actions caused misunderstanding again. The wife looked at him, her expression became more indifferent, and said: I will not agree to this marriage. Even if you take out the marriage certificate, it will be meaningless.

Chen Changsheng did not expect to hear these words and was stunned for a moment.

The old man was saved by your master many years ago, and then he decided to get married... This seems to be a good story?

Mrs. Xu looked at him and said with an indifferent expression: ...But in fact, that is a good story that can only be found in dramas. It cannot happen in the real world. Except for those demented literary ladies, who would believe it?

Chen Changsheng wanted to explain that his purpose was to break off the engagement, but after listening to these condescending words and seeing the undisguised contempt and indifference in Mrs. Xu's eyes, he found it difficult to speak - at this time, his hand was still there In his arms, he was already touching the edges of the slightly hard paper. On one piece of paper was a marriage letter written by Dazai himself, and on another piece of paper was written the birthday and horoscope of a certain little girl.

The old man passed away four years ago, and this marriage no longer exists.

Mrs. Xu looked at the young man in front of her and continued: I know you are a smart person, so we should talk like smart people. What you have to consider now is not to continue this marriage, but to think about it carefully. What kind of compensation can I get, and what do you think of my proposal?

Chen Changsheng took his hands out of his arms without holding the marriage certificate. He lowered them to his waist and asked, Can I ask why?

Why? That's not a question a smart person should ask.

Mrs. Xu looked at him expressionlessly and said: Because your teacher has good medical skills, but he is still just an ordinary Taoist, and I am here in the Divine General's Mansion; because you are a poor young man who can only wear old Taoist clothes, and my daughter She is a young lady from the Divine General’s Mansion; because you are an ordinary person, and the Divine General’s Mansion should not be a place where ordinary people can come in. Is my explanation clear enough?”

Chen Changsheng's hands clenched slightly, but his voice didn't tremble at all: It's very clear.

Mrs. Xu looked at this childish face and decided to put more pressure on him. She knew very well what the smart and proud young man couldn't bear the most. Later, he would definitely propose to break off the engagement.

She put the tea bowl on the table, stood up and said, The cup of tea on your table is Ming Dynasty butterfly tea. You can only buy one tael for five taels of silver. This tea bowl comes from Ru kiln, and it is more expensive than gold. Tea. It's cold and you don't drink it, it means you have no life to drink this cup of tea. You are just a grass root in the mud. You are not porcelain, just rubble. Want to change your life by clinging to my God General's Mansion? I'm sorry, this is either It makes you happy, but it makes me unhappy.”

The lady's voice was very calm, not deliberately arrogant, but she pushed people to the ground. She was not deliberately condescending, but she seemed to be looking at an ant on the ground from the sky.

All these emotions were accurately conveyed to Chen Changsheng.

This is a naked humiliation, especially the sentence Change your life by clinging to the God General's Mansion. It is an unacceptable accusation for any proud young man. In order to be able to hold their heads high and leave proudly, many people will probably He chose to argue angrily, then took out the marriage document, tore it in half, threw it in front of his wife, and even spat on it twice.

And this is exactly what Mrs. Xu wants to see - if it weren't for the fact that the marriage certificate was too special and she didn't have a better way, why would she bother like today?

The side hall was quiet, without any sound.

She looked at Chen Changsheng coldly, waiting for the boy's anger.

However, the development of things was completely beyond his expectation.

Chen Changsheng looked at Mrs. Xu and said calmly: Actually, you misunderstood. I came to the General's Mansion this time just to return the marriage certificate to the mansion. I came here to cancel the engagement.

The whole hall was silent.

The wind came from the garden and blew the old bamboo branches on the porch.

The lady was slightly surprised and asked: Say it again?

She didn't notice that her voice was a little nervous and a little relaxed. It was unexpected and unimaginable. Whether the young man didn't want to lose face, said this deliberately, or really came to break off the engagement, this was what she wanted to see.

Chen Changsheng looked at her and said seriously: Actually... I'm here to break off the engagement.

In the corner of the side hall, the face of the nanny who seemed to have disappeared for a long time changed.

Mrs. Xu's expression remained unchanged, but her palm gently fell on her chest.

The entire Divine General's Mansion seemed to become much lighter at this moment.

Chen Changsheng's expression suddenly became serious.

He said: But now...I have changed my mind.

The spring breeze in the mansion became cold again, and the atmosphere became extremely depressing again. In the dark corner of the side hall, the wrinkles on the nanny's face were as deep as countless ravines, suddenly washed away by the flood.

Mrs. Xu suddenly felt that she had done something wrong.

She forced down the uneasiness in her heart that came from nowhere, and tried to sound as gentle as possible, saying: Now that you have figured it out, why bother saying such things in anger? Why don't you...

However, she was shocked to find that the young man had no intention of continuing to listen to her.

Chen Changsheng picked up his luggage from the ground, carried it on his back, and walked directly out of the hall.

Oops, I’m with a lot of readers right now, it’s so hot.

Thank you all for your hard work. This story started powerfully. I felt that suddenly I was a hundred times more confident.

If I want to write about interesting people, Chen Changsheng must be the most interesting person I have ever written about in my life.

We all need to be interesting people.

Here, Wang Xiaobo’s words will not be repeated.