Grandfather Misty

Early in the morning of the second day, the group set off in full gear and rushed to Suzhou without stopping. At noon four days later, they finally arrived outside Suzhou City.

Suzhou was the most prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River in the Dasheng Dynasty, where chaebols and merchants gathered, and aristocratic families were everywhere.

The carriage stopped outside the city gate, and Zhao Ling raised the curtain to look outside. The gate was tall and towering, and there was a constant stream of pedestrians, which was almost the same as the bustling Shengjing.

Taking advantage of the carriage line to enter the city, Xie Mingyu sent Bi An to come and asked Zhao Ling. "Miss Biao, young master asks you whether we should go to the academy to greet the old man first, or go to Xie's mansion for a rest?"

Zhao Ling thought for a while, and said, "Go to the academy first." Mr. Miao Miao was the highest-ranking person in the Xie family, so naturally they should go to please him first.

So after entering the city, the group drove directly to Bishan Academy located at the foot of Wangyang Mountain in East City.

Zhao Ling got out of the carriage and looked up at the four big characters of "Bishan Academy" on the door plaque, which were handwritten by Emperor Ming Xiao. The academy was built next to the mountains, and the pavilions and gardens were all set in the shadow of towering ancient trees, showing a quiet and elegant charm.

What a great place! She sighed from the bottom of her heart.

The vermilion gate opened, and Xie Mingyu led Zhao Ling, Meng Yuanheng, Fengze, Lu Ziqing and others through the corridors to a secluded bamboo house deep in the academy. An old man dressed as a servant outside the door saw Xie Mingyu and walked up to salute him. "Master, you are here."

Xie Mingyu nodded, "Uncle Fu, can grandfather wake up from a nap?" It was the habit of Mr. Misty to take a half-hour nap every day.

Uncle Fu was waiting to answer when an old voice came from the room. "Is it Mingyu? Come in."

"Yes, grandfather." Xie Mingyu replied respectfully. "Mingyu also brought a few guests. I wonder if grandfather would like to see them?"

"All come in." Mr. Misty said slowly after a moment of silence.

With a squeak, Uncle Fu opened the bamboo door and led everyone in.

The first thing Zhao Ling saw was the house full of ancient books and classics, and then she saw an old man with white hair and white beard and a clear face sitting upright on the bamboo table, holding a roll of sheepskin book in his hand, and looking peacefully toward everyone.

Is this the Hongru who was the most famous in the world, his grandfather, Mr. Misty? Zhao Ling felt that this image of Mr. Misty was in line with her own imagination of him.

Mr. Misty was a great Confucian of the world. A learned man, and a person who was taught in the mindset of the true way, regardless of wealth, noble, noble, noble, noble reputation. Therefore, Rao was a person of honorable status or power, such as Meng Yuan, Fengze, Lu Ziqing, and others who also respected him and saluted him respectfully.

Although Mr. Misty's eyes were peaceful, his wise eyes seem to be able to perceive everything, giving people a sense of oppression that was unconcealed. When he scanned King Xuan who was sitting in a wheelchair, he paused for a while, and then turned to Zhao Ling. Seeing her looked similar to Xie Yun back then, he felt a little emotional in his heart. His daughter was a desperate person, and she died early, leaving this grand daughter who must have suffered a lot.

Thinking of this, he said lovingly. "You are Ling'er, come over and let grandfather take a good look at you."

When Zhao Ling saw Mr. Misty, she also felt a bit of family affection. In modern times, she was an orphan with no relatives, and the original owner of her body had an uncaring father, and once had a mother in the Zhao Mansion. Family affection had long been a luxury for her. But here, she had a sense of happiness that was remembered.

She stepped forward, knelt down under Mr. Misty's seat, and said in a choked voice. "Ling'er pays homage to her grandfather."

"Okay, okay." Mr. Misty said two good words one after another, and his mood was also very excited for a while.

When the ceremony was over, Mr. Misty was left with Xie Mingyu and Zhao Ling in the room to continue talking, while the others were led to the reception room by Fu Bo to wait.

Zhao Ling calmed down her feelings, and together with Xie Mingyu, she elaborated on what happened in Yunzhou to Mr. Misty.

When mentioning the Wuji Sect, Mr. Misty frowned slightly, and said with a little surprise. "Unexpectedly, after nearly 50 years, the Wuji Sect appeared again. It seems that there will be some turmoil."

"Wuji Sect has come back after its resurrection. If it is still for the purpose of regaining the former dynasty, first of all, it is necessary to create some turmoil and make the people of Dasheng panic. They have the opportunity to take advantage of it. Before they encouraged civil and military civil unrest and assassinate champions in the street. They control the series of actions such as the kidnapping of Yunzhou City scholars by the Palace Lord of Huayue Palace, it seems that they should start with the literati first. Therefore, the Xie Family will become the next target of the Wuji Sect." Zhao Ling said his thoughts. .

"Yes, the grandson also agrees with Ling'er." Xie Mingyu echoed. "Wuji teaches the magic, the grandson is just worried, they don't know what will happen on the grandfather's birthday banquet."

"The enemy is dark and dangerous. We are clear about that. For the sake of the present, we can only break the silence and respond to all changes with the same." Zhao Ling said, a stern light flashed under her eyes.

Mr. Misty nodded, expressing some appreciation for Zhao Ling's determination and calmness.

Although Xie Mingyu was worried about the safety of the Xie family and the college, he did not confuse himself. He immediately showed his courage and responsibility. He said to Mr. Misty. "Wuji has a group of dead men who are good at disguise and mind-eating techniques, grandson wants to sort out the students in the college first to see if there are any suspicious people."

In recent years, Mr. Misty had not managed the chores of the college very much. Xie Mingyu's father, Jushi Xie Songyue, liked to travel around the country and did not often stay at home. Therefore, Xie Mingyu handled all the affairs of the academy now. Naturally, Mr. Misty was relieved of these things. He agreed to let him do it.

After Xie Mingyu retired, the old man was left with Zhao Ling.