The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 28 Family Letter [Please collect and recommend]

Where did such a large pack of wolves come from outside Juyang City?Doesn't anyone go to clean it up on weekdays?
Yan Yan was confused. A typical wolf pack killed five, six, or seven or eight wolves. This created a large pack of more than 30 wolves. No one would run away after seeing this.

It was also expected that the wolves would give up because they would not get much meat if they killed them.

"Yan Shudong, you must die a happy death!" A desperate roar and the roar of wolves suddenly came from behind.

"How pitiful!" Yan Yan shook his head, glanced behind him pitifully, and continued to run away. Only by escaping to a crowded place would the wolves stop.

"It's strange. There are four levels of Heavenly Death, Earthly Destruction, and Luowang. Am I so worthless that all the people I send out are earth-level and absolute-level shrimps?" Yan Yan was still confused.

According to Yushan Academy's records of Luo Wang, Luo Wang's Tianzi-level killer has the strength to compete with the Sword Master-level master, and the Killer-level killer also has the strength of a famous master.

He thought that those who came to chase him must be at the level of killing. Even if such a master couldn't defeat the wolves, escaping shouldn't be a problem.

The wolf king among the wolves is also one of the smartest animals. There is no way that the wolves can compete with such a master.

If the murderous killer who couldn't even leave his name in the net knew what Yan Yan was thinking, he would die with his eyes open. Look, are you speaking human words?

You stuffed the wolf cub into my hand, how could I know what the hell it was and just kill it, and then the wolf king would let me go?
"Still not famous enough, otherwise he would have been a murderer! You really look down on me!" Yan Yan walked into a small village next to the official road of the Chu State, and temporarily escaped the pursuit of the wolves. think.

"So... is this immortal guiding the way lucky or unlucky?" Yan Yan thought.

If he was lucky, why did he encounter such a large number of wolves?

If it was unlucky, why would the wolves help him kill all the killers who were chasing him?
Yan Yan could not come up with a definite answer, but after this battle, he knew that the wilderness in this era was really dangerous, not only for people, but also for all kinds of wild beasts.

"What a pitiful baby, you have to run away at such a young age, and you don't have any shoes to wear!" Before Yan Yan could enter the village, an old man at the entrance of the village let out a distressed lament when he saw Yan Yan.

Yan Yan lowered his head and looked at his feet, only to realize that he was running too fast. His shoes were gone and his clothes were hung on branches and had many holes. He was really no different from a beggar.

"Have you eaten?" The old man walked to Yan Yan, took his hand kindly and asked.

Yan Yan was stunned. He had forgotten how many years it had been since he had greeted him in such a way.

In my memory, in Yushan Academy, the people who greeted each other were Chunqi, Xia'an, Qiu Sui, and Dongxi. In my previous life, I forgot when it became Qianhao.

It’s been too long since I heard the greeting of “Have you eaten yet?”

"Look at me, I don't have any shoes, how can I have food!" The old man blamed himself and pulled Yan Yan towards his home.

"where do you come from?"

"Who else is at home?"

"I haven't heard of any major disasters recently. How could it be reduced to this?"

The old man didn't give Yan Yan a chance to answer and kept asking questions.

Yan Yan didn't feel irritated, only the long-lost kindness.

"My dear, the God of Wealth is here, hurry up and get some food!" the old man shouted into the simple stone shack.

An old woman also came out, looked at Yan Yan with a smile, then went to the kitchen nearby and brought out a bowl of leftover rice and handed it to Yan Yan. "Eat quickly!" The old woman and the old man looked at Yan Yan with smiles.

Yan Yan glanced at the rice bowl in his hand. It was not a delicacy on a jade plate, but a simple half bowl of stewed rice. However, Yan Yan felt that it was much more delicious than what he had eaten before.

Seeing Yan Yan eating big mouthfuls, the old man felt heartbroken. If he wasn't so hungry, how could he be eating in such a mess?

"My name is Shudong, and I come from Wuxian County!" Yan Yan did not hide his name and spoke frankly about his origins.

"Shudong, you have a surname, how could you fall into this situation?" The old man was a little surprised.

There are not many people with surnames. Although they don't understand what kind of existence the Shu family is, they are much nobler than them.

"Old man!" The old woman hurriedly kicked the old man and said apologetically to Yan Yan, "My father is ignorant. Don't blame the guests."

The old man also realized that someone who could have a name and a surname but be in such a state of poverty could only be because his family was in decline or because of the military disaster. Otherwise, how could it be like this?

"Guest, don't blame me, the little old man said something wrong." The old man apologized hastily.

"It's okay. I'm just out for a study trip. Nothing happened at home!" Yan Yan hurriedly explained.

"Is the guest a scholar?" After hearing Yan Yan's words, the two old men stood up hurriedly and saluted.

To them, scholars are scholars and noble people, and are not something they can usually come into contact with.

"My father-in-law, you don't have to be polite!" Yan Yan hurriedly stopped the two old men.

But the old woman turned around and walked into the house. After a long while, she came out and took out a letter from home with only three bamboo slips in her hand.

"We are illiterate, and our children have gone off to war with the king. This is the letter they sent home, but we can't understand it, and we don't have the money to ask the storytellers in the city to read it for us. Can the little gentleman read it to us? "The old man asked as he looked at Yan Yan with burning eyes.

"Of course!" Yan Yan took the bamboo slip with a smile and opened it.

Just when he saw the bamboo slips, Yan Yan's expression immediately changed, but looking at the old man whose eyes were full of expectation, Yan Yan returned to smiling again.

"At the end of the second month of the lunar month, Guan and Que dare to pay homage to their father and ask if their mother is okay? Guan and Que are okay. Guan and Que said goodbye the day before yesterday and they are reunited today..." Yan Yan could only make up the content and replace the two sentences. The children of an old man who went to war talked about their current situation, so that the two old men did not have to worry.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!" The two old men listened to Yan Yan's recitation and shed tears unconsciously while holding each other.

However, Yan Yan was very upset, because this was not a letter from home at all, but a death notice. The only thing missing was the bamboo slip indicating the death pension. Needless to say, it was corrupted.

The person who sent the death notice was obviously bullying the old man because he didn't know how to read and couldn't find anyone who knew how to read. Or... Yan Yan didn't dare to think about it.

The entire Chu State has been corrupted to such an extent that I am afraid that even storytellers will deceive their families after seeing such death notices!

"Brothers Guan and Que are both very good in the army, and they are leaders in the army. They have no worries about food and clothing, and there is not much danger. I can rest assured!" Yan Yan could only help to deceive him.

"That's good, that's good!" The two old men also laughed. They are still alive and still cooks, which is much better than at home.

(End of this chapter)