From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 226: Death
Xiangling was very housekeeper-like. She examined the envelope carefully and said, "This is from Wang Er, respectfully presenting it to Miss Ying San. There is no name on this letter, only "Forward to the Master of Jingyuan"."

She was obviously a person who had seen the world, and she even commented: "The handwriting on the first letter is not pretty, and the handwriting on the second letter is that of Aunt Mingyue!"

When a man has been away for three days, he is revisited! Meng Yuan was very pleased to see Xiangling's ability improve greatly.

Ying Rushi took the letter, tore it open and read it.

Seeing this, Xiangling stood on tiptoe to peek twice, then looked eagerly at Meng Yuan, her eyes full of expectation, "Grandma Mingyue didn't write to me? What about Grandma Ying?"

Meng Yuan took out Mingyue's letter again and said, "This is from Mingyue to you."

Xiangling then happily took it and immediately tore it open. She read it for a few seconds and came close to Meng Yuan, pointing at the words in the letter and stamping her feet in anger, "Grandma Ying said my handwriting is ugly and my poems are not good!"

She looked at the letter and muttered for a while, obviously thinking about how to reply.

Ying Rushi read the letter, then burned it, looked at Meng Yuan, and asked, "I heard you met someone you know on the road?"

Meng Yuan and Nie Yannian looked at each other.

Xunmei went forward, picked up Xiangling, bowed slightly, and then left the pavilion.

Xiangling was also smart and knew that they wanted to talk about something. She hid the letter in her bag and said, "Little gelder, let's think about how to reply to the letter tonight!"

She was very serious.

After Xunmei and Xiangling left, Meng Yuan started talking about Xie Yishen.

"Who do you think made the move?" Ying asked.

Meng Yuan and Nie Yannian had discussed this matter many times and had also told Wang Er everything, so there was nothing to hide.

"Maybe it's Prince Xin." Meng Yuan said.

Ying Rushi nodded slightly and said, "You were right to leave Tang'er in the capital."

"Miss San," Nie Yannian said, "what should we do?"

Ying Rushi pondered for a long time and said, "Wait a little longer."

Seeing that Ying Ru was unwilling to say more, Meng Yuan and Nie Yannian looked at each other and didn't ask any more questions.

However, in Meng Yuan's opinion, this Third Miss Ying was quite intelligent and methodical in doing things, so she might have made some arrangements in secret.

After all, based on his and Master Nie's strength, they really couldn't get involved in the disputes among the mid-level masters.

Meng Yuan was no match for Xie Yisheng alone, not to mention that there were also fifth-grade or even fourth-grade Xin Wangs among them, as well as Qing Guangzi who entered the upper grade to seek enlightenment.

"How is the capital's life?" Ying asked with a smile.

Meng Yuan really saw this.

After arriving in Shenjing, Meng Yuan traveled around Shenjing, not only to find a restaurant location for Sister Qingqing, but also as Meng Yuan's habit wherever he went.

Needless to say, the capital city is prosperous, with a large number of literati and elegant people, and people of Confucianism and Taoism can be seen all the time.

Moreover, their poetry reading was so much better than that of the Laobiekeng Poetry Society that Meng Yuan was embarrassed to attend.

But the capital also conforms to the Taoist theory of yin and yang. It has its peak prosperity and the joy of cooking oil with a raging fire, but it also has poverty and the lower-class people who work hard for a meal.

"The best place is naturally excellent." Meng Yuan said with a smile.

Ying Rushi also smiled slightly and said, "Is Mingyue still in the Imperial Master's Mansion practicing in seclusion?"

"Yes, she is in the Toad Palace." Meng Yuan replied, and then asked curiously: "Miss San, I met with the Supervisor Wang Er in the Demon Suppression Division. At that time, he was accompanied by Taoist Master Ren from the National Master's Mansion. They also asked about Xie Yisheng. They also asked me what I thought about the person who rescued Xie Yisheng. I also said that I guessed it was Prince Xin."

"Wang Er must have taken it to heart." Ying Rushi smiled, and she looked at Nie Yannian and said, "Did you gain anything by bringing your son-in-law to the capital this time?"

Nie Yannian smiled awkwardly, which was rare, and said shyly: "It's nothing to meet Zhao Wannian and the others." Ying Rushi nodded slightly and said: "The old people are gradually dying, and the new people may have forgotten the name of the Ying family."

"Miss San!" Nie Yannian was very excited when he heard this, "Everyone remembers it! Without the Ying family, there would be no disciples like us."

He did not hide it any more, "On the old lady's birthday, few people came to pay respects. On the anniversary of the death of Old and Little Yinggong, only a few former disciples came to burn incense. But no one has forgotten, and no one has forgotten the kindness of Old and Little Yinggong!"

"My father and brother's teachings and ideas are not meant to make you remember any favors." Ying Rushi showed a rare melancholy on his face, "What Confucianism seeks is to bring peace to the world for all eternity. My father and brother are not saints, so they naturally cannot bring peace to the world for all eternity, but at least they are not people who buy favors and use them for personal gain."

Nie Yannian's eyes turned red, and he said, "No one can forget your kindness in saving my life and teaching me martial arts."

"Father and brother preached to you to do upright things. There are ways to establish oneself, nothing else." Ying Ru smiled faintly, "The ancients said that a gentleman establishes virtue, then establishes merit, and then establishes words. These are the three immortals. Father and brother's words are useless. If merit is not achieved, only virtue is flawless."

Nie Yannian bowed his head and said nothing.

Meng Yuan had never seen the elegance of Old Ying Gong and Young Ying Gong, and had heard little about their academic achievements, but he still had many feelings about them.

"You've been busy all the time, take a good rest for a few days." Ying Ru said vaguely, "Meng Yuan, you stay."

"Yes." Nie Yannian stood up, glanced at Meng Yuan, then bowed and took his leave.

It was afternoon now, and the autumn wind was a bit chilly.

People say that autumn is colder than winter, and that’s generally true.

There were only Meng Yuan and Ying Rushi inside and outside the pavilion, and occasionally a few faint bird calls could be heard.

You should sit cross-legged in front of a low table, with one hand hidden in your sleeve, and with the other hand gently take out a piece of talisman paper.

The talisman burned when it came into contact with the wind, and then became silent.

Suddenly, Meng Yuan felt somewhat lonely, as if he was isolated in the pavilion and separated from the outside world.

Meng Yuan knew that this was a method to prevent them from eavesdropping, and he knew that the Third Miss must have given some instructions.

"I feel uneasy." Ying Rushi suddenly said.

"Why?" Meng Yuan asked curiously.

"I still can't see through it and can't see clearly now." Ying said.

"..."Meng Yuan is ready to pick up a knife and kill people at any time. He is angry for the beauty. Now you don’t know who you are going to kill?
"Practice with peace of mind." Ying Ru looked at Meng Yuan, a smile on his lips, and said: "The treasure will not be used lightly. When the time comes, I may ask you to fight to the death. Do you dare to draw your sword?"

"I am willing to relieve the Third Miss's worries!" Meng Yuan's voice was sonorous, and his loyalty was beyond words.

Of course, Meng Yuan is loyal by nature and is not just pretending.

In life, Meng Yuan can clearly tell who is good to you and who is bad to you.

For example, Master Nie not only taught martial arts, but also helped to seek official positions, and his daughter's money was invested in it. The third young lady also repeatedly protected him, introduced many masters, and taught him the Tianjitu.

Of course, it was also because Meng Yuan showed his talent that people promoted him.

But no matter what, Meng Yuan is indeed close to the Third Miss in his heart and is willing to help her.

This was not loyalty, Meng Yuan would not be loyal to anyone. It was just that after learning a little about the deeds of Old Ying Gong and Little Ying Gong, he had a feeling of admiration in his heart, and even had some different feelings towards the only bloodline left by the Ying family.

Besides, the third young lady in front of him is the master of his young wife, and Meng Yuan is really willing to help her.

Ying nodded and said, "What if the enemy needs you to cross levels to kill them?"

"I am willing to die for the Third Miss!" Meng Yuan said calmly.

(End of this chapter)