imperial psychologist

Chapter 520
After the bustard left, Ai Songqing grabbed Bo Ling's sleeve, "Bai Ling... who is the young master?"

"The son of Marquis Zeng of Dingbianhou's Mansion." Bai Ling said softly, "When Wuyueya is going, he will help us bid at the bottom."

Ai Songqing was taken aback.

Prince Zenghou...

Boling's backstage is... so tough!

"Shall we take a look at the piano score?" Bai Ling said with a smile.

……

Two days later, in the evening, the girls were taken to a nearby bathhouse to take a bath, and Bo Ling did not go with them, but sat alone in the room.

Originally, Ai Songqing was also going to stay, but Bai Ling accidentally splashed ink from the table on Ai Songqing's body. In desperation, she had to go to the bathhouse with everyone.

Bo Ling stood at the window and watched Turtle Claw lead the girls away before returning to his bed.

She bent down and took out the altar of flower carvings from under the bed—the altar of rice wine that had been aged in the ground for 20 years. Then, like last time, Bo Ling walked lightly to the corridor and carefully climbed up the iron ladder.

Before Bai Ling adjusted his posture and began to push the door, the upper door opened by itself. The evening light fell, and he saw a hand stretched out from behind the door. Bo Ling thought that Wei Ying was trying to pull He went up by himself, so he also stretched out his hand, who knew that when he touched his fingertips, Wei Ying slapped him.

"Not this." Wei Ying's voice came from behind the door.

Bo Ling smiled and handed over the flower carving in his hand.

Sure enough, this time, Wei Ying took the wine steadily.

Following the gap left by Master Wei, Bo Ling quickly rolled over and climbed onto the roof.

In just a short while, Master Wei has already built an iron frame on the ridge of the roof—he is actually a guy with warm wine, a piece of iron wire the size of a palm, and I don’t know how he pulled it into pieces. A square iron frame was built.

On the iron stand, there was a porcelain plate with a large mouth but a shallow bowl. There was a drainage opening like a beak at one end of the porcelain plate. Wei Ying threw a few pieces of milky white into a small round box under the iron stand. crystal block, and then ignite it with a torch.

He took out another thick and thick iron tweezers from nowhere, held the porcelain plate and scalded it on the fire, and then unsealed the flower carving brought by Bo Ling, and poured it in very steadily.

Bo Ling looked at the crystal block that Wei Ying used as fuel in some surprise, "...is that, solid alcohol?"

Wei Ying didn't understand what Bo Ling was talking about. He poked the burning crystal with the tweezers in his hand, "You mean wine lees?"

"Wine slush..."

Bo Ling repeated the name softly... and it felt very appropriate.

"Add vinegar to lime, then pour spirits over it, and let it dry." Wei Ying said softly, "But this thing is easy to do by yourself, so you have to be careful when you take it with you."

Bo Ling couldn't help clapping his hands, "...awesome."

After that, neither of them spoke, and their four eyes were fixed on the flames under the iron frame.

Bo Ling rested his chin in both hands, looked at Wei Ying's technique, and suddenly remembered the previous scene on the Xuanqiong Pagoda.

It can only be said that the two are worthy of being masters and apprentices. Wei Shishi's method of warming wine is exactly the same as Wei Ying's, but on the Xuanqiong Pagoda, he has more utensils, a larger place, and is more calm.

When the wine was slightly steaming, Wei Ying held one end of the porcelain plate with tweezers and poured the warm wine into the cup.

"Good wine." He sniffed the aroma of the wine, praised him so much, and then turned his head to look at Bo Ling, "Why, figured it out?"

"I figured it out." Bo Ling nodded, "But I don't know anything, can I learn from a teacher like this?"

"You know everything, what else do you want to do for the teacher?"

Bai Ling froze for a moment, "...I just can't figure out why Master Wei accepted me as an apprentice."

She looked at the shadows of the buildings in the distance under the setting sun, "I went to learn dance some time ago, and the master over there told me that it was too late to start learning at the age of 15...Master Wei really wants an apprentice, why don't you accept it?" How about a younger one?"

"After twelve, it's indeed a bit late." Wei Ying nodded, "But the matter of master and apprentice is also about fate."

"Fate..." Bo Ling thought for a while, "How many apprentices have you accepted so far?"

"Two." Wei Ying's voice carried a hint of a smile, "One is Han Chong and the other is Fourteen. You already know each other, right?"

"……Um."

"What do you think of them both?"

"which aspect?"

"In any aspect," Wei Ying said softly, "Who do you think is better between the two?"

"...Of course it's fourteen."

Bo Ling was puzzled—did Wei Ying expect to hear other answers from her?

Wei Ying shook her head, "...neither will work."

Bo Ling looked at Wei Ying, silently waiting for his next words.

"In terms of talent, these two children are rare and good seedlings. When I took over them, the two children were still five or six years old. Isn't it early enough? But what about now?"

"...Aren't you satisfied with both of them?" Bo Ling looked at Wei Ying suspiciously, "I can't do better than Fourteen."

"You are already better than both of them." Wei Ying said solemnly, "Han Chong's background is actually better than Fourteen's, much better. It's a pity that he is too focused on winning or losing, and has too many distracting thoughts, so he has fallen behind.

"Fourteen is just the opposite." Wei Ying raised his eyebrows slightly, "He is very specific in everything he does, but he is too specific. He doesn't spend his time on things that should be spent, and that elm head can only pretend at one time. Next thing—"

"Where is it?" Bo Ling interrupted directly, "Fourteen is very smart."

"Smartness?" Wei Ying sneered, "If he was really smart, he wouldn't continue to be a secret guard like before after the Chuxiu Palace witchcraft case."

Bo Ling was puzzled, "Then what should he do?"

"Find a way out." Wei Ying looked at Bai Ling, "Didn't Xiao Siyao find a way out for himself early?"

Bo Ling was silent for a moment, "...it's still not early enough."

"It's early enough." Wei Ying stretched out his hand and scratched his heart, "I think you were very decisive when you took away Shishi's half-seal that night and asked him to choose between the hidden guard and you. Shishi reacted slowly There are too many, but fortunately, he was able to think clearly at the time... just count him lucky."

"..." Bo Ling understood that Wei Ying was talking about the night when the Queen Mother died, but she became more and more puzzled.

Between Han Chong and Wei Shishi, Wei Ying was obviously more inclined towards Shishi.

However, his dissatisfaction with Fourteen was obviously stronger.

Wei Ying continued, "Being a secret guard in the palace will inevitably encounter various troubles. The most troublesome thing is that you are not willing to just do your own job.

"But people are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless? After doing one thing for a long time, things that will hinder it will follow. If you think too much, the knife will not be fast."

Bo Ling looked at Wei Ying.

"I'm familiar with these words. I told them before Fourteen." Bai Ling said softly, "...It turned out to be Master Wei's teaching."

"That's right. People can't make swords, and it's normal that they can't let go of some things." Wei Ying frowned, and muttered in a low voice, "I've called you a few times before, but this silly boy can't understand. If you have to catch everything, you can't catch anything, and his choice came too late."

Berlin didn't look at him.

She remembered that she did have a similar feeling during that time. She kept throwing some dilemmas at Fourteen, but Fourteen didn't realize the danger there.

"Because Fourteen is pure." Bo Ling said softly, "He always wants to do well what he is doing now."

Wei Ying shook his head, "It's mainly because I'm stupid, I can't make a turn."

Bai Ling frowned, and glanced at Wei Ying, "...you give me back the rest of the wine."

"Give it back to you? Xiao Siyao doesn't drink."

"...Can I take it to honor the turtle's claw?"

"Come on," Wei Ying could hear the displeasure in Bo Ling's words, "Who fished Shisi out of the Dali Temple back then? I saved my life, so I can't say a word or two now? "

"Anyway, I don't like to hear those words," Bai Ling said with his hands in his sleeves, frowning, "Master Wei thinks something is wrong with Shisi, you just keep it to yourself, and you don't need to say it in front of me."

Wei Ying snorted and moved Hua Diao to his other side.

"Xiao Siyao has such a temper, how did he survive until today?"

Bo Ling looked away, "...just luck."

"Luck alone is definitely not enough."

Wei Ying laughed, took out the dagger and the book of impermanence from his pocket again, and placed them on the curved tiles of the roof.

The wind from high above was about to lift the title page of the book a few times, and the short dagger barely pressed on it, and it seemed that it would be overturned at any moment.

Bo Ling looked at the dagger, then raised his head again.

"...So why did Master Wei bother to come here? You said before that you never save people who are looking for death. But I have come to this day step by step, and I have chosen every path. In the end, no matter it is Whatever happens, I admit it.

"Besides, I returned your half-seal a few months ago. Even if it's for the queen mother, it's not justified."

After Wei Ying heard this, she narrowed her eyes and her expression became a little complicated.

"I really never save people who are looking for death. The smarter a person is, the more unforgivable he is." He turned his head, "But this is the first time I have seen someone like Xiao Siyao who is looking for death while trying to survive... …

"Or, maybe it takes someone like you to fight for a real way out?"

　Happy New Year everyone! ! All the best in 2020!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)