Jiaohua

Chapter 632 The master has changed (one more)
For the remaining three hours, Xia Zhaoyi stayed in the study.

The whole world section was put aside by the old man, and what he analyzed was only the territory occupied by the Li family.

Li Qian's regime centered on Hejing, covering a territory of three thousand miles, the farthest from the northern border, and the farthest from the troubled times of the whole world.

The entire eastern land is rich and prosperous, far away from the flames of war, although it is half surrounded by Song Zhiyi's territory, but to the east is the vast sea, which is a more open and vast world.

The old man focuses on the analysis of geography and humanities. Geography includes soil quality, climate, land and water distribution, vegetation types, mineral veins, and mountain trends.

Humanities include historical celebrities, cultural evolution and special snacks, as well as the preservation of famous ancient tombs, temples and palaces.

The reason, process, result, and influence of some historical events, the old man also slowly explained.

It's not that Xia Zhaoyi hasn't done his homework, but what the old man said is more detailed, specific, and vivid.

Apart from analyzing these objective existences, the old man didn't mention a word about how to deal with Li Gan.

After another pot of new tea was brewed, the old man took a slow drink and calmly looked at the map on the case: "Most of the national power that was spent in Daqian back then is now above Donggan. The Li family should be called a thief who stole half of the country. I will go to support his Li family all over the world."

"Is Master going to understand this for me?" Xia Zhaoyi said.

The old man looked at her and nodded: "I know you are obsessed."

"Master has changed."

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly: "It hasn't changed."

"Could it be that Master has always loved me like this?"

"..."

Xia Zhaoyi laughed, his eyebrows and eyes reflected the skylight outside the window, like clear water running across.

"Master never liked to ask about gossip before," Xia Zhaoyi said, "I know that in Master's eyes, it doesn't matter whether the world is chaotic or not. Looking at the evolution of history, long-term divisions must be united, and long-term unions must be divided. It’s just a child’s play of change. Master is a guest of heaven and earth, and he is at ease. Regarding the disputes in my Xia family, master is actually too lazy to pay attention to it. But this map,” Xia Zhaoyi looked down at the copybook, “Master, you Be careful, treat me well, as if someone has been dropped."

"Switch," the old man looked at the girl's face, "I'm an apprentice, it seems to be you who was dropped."

"..."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled.

Just at this time, Zhili knocked on the door for the fourth time outside, asking Xia Zhaoyi to go over to drink chicken soup.

"Go," said the old man, "I haven't been back to the mountain for many years, so I'll walk around and take a look. A lot has changed in seven years."

"En." Xia Zhaoyi nodded.

Opening the door of the study room, the sun was still shining outside, and a gentle breeze was blowing. For some reason, Xia Zhaoyi suddenly thought of the bone-chilling feeling when Zhao Ning handed the ashes to her back then.

She never felt lonely and lonely, and she was seldom afraid of panic, but at that moment, she was more afraid of her own existence than ever before.

Fortunately, Shen Lie stretched out his hand at that time.

This feeling was very subtle, as if she was huddled in a dark dry well, and someone stretched out a hand from above, asking her to hold it.

It was a silent but firm force, even though Shen Lie couldn't understand what the ashes meant to her, but he helped her.

There are many chickens and ducks on the mountain, running in groups, and each one is very fat.

Xia Zhaoyi was drinking chicken soup outside the kitchen yard, looking at the plump chickens and ducks. An old hen was running and flying a few feet off the ground.

"Where did these come from?" Xia Zhaoyi asked curiously.

"Those officials gave it, five big baskets!" Zhili said, "Master said that climbing such a high mountain is not easy to send, so I kept it."

Xia Zhaoyi nodded.

"Little sister, you don't know," Zhili said again, "Master didn't close the window when he left. When we came back, we saw that many pages of paper and books were blown out, covering the mountains. It happened that a chicken coop was broken, and those old hens clapped Flying around with wings, that scene is really amazing."

"Master can't be messed up, he can't bear it the most, so he should be able to clean it up." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"Master was not on the mountain at that time. He came back from Mount Ye and waited for us in Nantang County, and then we went up the mountain together. Speaking of which, many people have come to the mountain to look for us over the years. Guess, sister, came to look for us Who is it most often?"

Xia Zhaoyi shook his head: "I don't know."

"It's Ying Jinliang from the same trip. He left six or seven letters."

When Zhili mentioned Ying Jinliang, Xia Zhaoyi thought of one person, Lin Qingfeng.

She didn't have much affection for Lin Qingfeng, and she didn't want to pay too much attention to him, but Zhao Ning liked to take advantage of this pair of master and apprentice.

Thinking of Zhao Ning, she said several times that she wanted to meet her and get together. This time she went down the mountain, she should drop by to see her.

Life on the mountain is leisurely and carefree. The tables, chairs and benches in Xia Zhao's clothing room are all covered with a layer of white cloth to prevent dust, but the bedding and clothes still have to be taken out to dry in the sun.

She was tall and tall in her previous life, although she couldn't compare with her second brother and the others, she was considered top-notch among ordinary women.

Today's stature can only be considered above average, and many clothes need to be changed before they can be worn.

Thinking about it, Xia Zhaoyi raised his hand and squeezed his arm, it was firm and strong, but not strong enough.

Her health was not very good in her previous life, it was the root cause of her mother's illness, but in this life she is still a bit bad.

She does morning exercises, running, boxing, and whip training every day. The intensity and amount of training are sufficient, but she just can't develop muscles full of strength.

Lao Tong and Zhi Changle ate, drank and had fun, and she couldn't ask for anything that only required a little exercise every day.

In the small dark cabinet under the bed, Xia Zhaoyi moved out a small box.

All the valuable jade in the box, she would not take the gifts from her father and brothers, but she planned to exchange all the jade and jewelry she found by herself.

Thinking about it, Xia Zhaoyi put away the box, looked up at the east courtyard outside the window, there are quite a lot of things she left behind that can be sold for money.

The second brother often finds it incomprehensible, and asks her how boring it is to live on the mountain all year round, and how the two of them, the master and the apprentice, can bear it.

In fact, it is really not boring, and I even feel that there is never enough time.

Apart from reading and writing, what the old man loves most is shutting himself in the largest room on the mountain, which is the room in the east courtyard that is comparable to the main hall, sawing wood or forging iron, or tinkering with those medicinal herbs.

Xia Zhaoyi has been by his side since he was a child, and has also developed such a hobby.

Sometimes when the old man goes out to travel, she is happier alone, staying in the big room from dawn to dusk, not having to eat and do other things, not to mention how happy she is.

All the wood, jade, and stone she carved can be sold.

Even calligraphy and paintings signed with Xia Zhaoyi's three characters seem to be able to sell for money?
Xia Zhaoyi squeezed her fingers, calculated carefully, and even thought about how to spend the money.

Stayed on the mountain for five days, Xia Zhaoyi got up and set out at dawn on the sixth day.

Outside the kitchen, they got up earlier and were waiting in the backyard.

Lao Tong and Zhi Changle have packed their bags, and Zhili will not go with them this time.

On the one hand, he wanted to follow Xia Zhaoyi, but on the other hand, he felt that there was too much difference between him and his senior sister. After thinking twice, he decided to stay on the mountain with the old man and study for two more years.

　My mother: You said that the milk green should be served warm or iced.

　　Me who is writing: You just tell the store to go to the ice.

　　my mother:?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)