Although I still feel regretful, my greatest anxiety has turned danger into safety with this happy event.

As for why we can't meet, maybe we have some concerns. After all, having someone around us who can calculate and calculate will always have more luck than others and it is also a burden.

To understand the secrets of heaven, what you pay is far more heavy than that of ordinary people. In addition to a better life and realizing the future they hope for step by step, is the best response to this feeling.

None of the people in the class were so stupid. They were more clear about the path they were about to come from. What was flowing in their bodies was the fierce blood of the old Qin people, and what was burning in their eyes was hot hope.

Since we got together that day, everyone has gone their separate ways and worked together towards a bright future.

The two people's feelings need to be slowly met; the people in front of them can respond immediately.

Sitting in front of a few tables, Wei Wuji picked up the carving knife with his right hand and was about to get the bamboo slips to carve it. He seemed to accidentally slide over the carved wooden box. He couldn't help but stop and rub the flowers carved on the top, which were still green bamboos.

Wei Wuji personally told him that he also planted this bamboo at home. The most coincidental thing is that Qin Yuying also likes it. With this discovery, the relationship between the two became deeper and deeper.

After all, there is nothing more than a married man who is a person who is in love and affection.

Especially being alone thousands of miles away, it should be a turbulent and unpredictable journey, with a bumpy future, and no way back, and everything is full of indecision.

Suddenly, I found that someone was thinking about it, turning all the inaccuracies into all their strength, because Wei Wuzhi understood that there were still people in the family waiting for him to return.

He moved his hand away from the green bamboo carvings, and there was still a residual wood fragrance in his palm. The smile in Wei Wuji's eyes was affectionate and lingering,

However, it was too late, and he reluctantly let go of the carved box. Wei Wuji took out the blank bamboo slips and began to respond to this long flow of water, with a bit of strong emotion.

I feel a lot of emotion and thoughts.

But I can't use the carving knife in my hand. I am usually considered an eight-and-a-half-strong man. Today, I don't know where to start with a simple letter from home?

It's really weird.

Since I had no clue, I would tell you what I saw, heard, and did all the way, which was another kind of companionship. Thinking of it, I started to take action and burn it with one stroke.

Usually, the words of carved railings and jade bricks attracted a group of "study scholars" to flock to them. Today, there is no pen and ink to speak of, and the whole text is so broad that it takes longer than usual.

When I was lifting my head, it was already the fifth day.

Wei Wuji twisted casually, and his stiff neck was then put away the letter of home that had been written in one go, got up to the door of the room, and was about to call someone to send the letter back to Xianyang.

In a second thought, I seemed to think of something, so I turned around and went back to sit down.

With a pair of bloody eyes, he picked up the carving knife again, and even heard his mouth muttering, and then sighed a long sigh.

He said, "Oh~ I really owe you, I can still remember you even when I write a letter from home.

People really can't owe others. Although you and I are close friends, there will be no saying that you can ask for repaid, but it was thanks to you when you entered Qin. You have the luck of today and can marry such beautiful relatives."

Having said that, in just a few words, it is too perfunctory compared to the previous volume. After the red rope is tied up, the two volumes of family letters are hidden together, which is particularly obvious, and it is so that someone doesn't know it.

The thick volume: Qin Yuying’s secret letter, the thin volume: Leng Xiaoshuai’s secret letter, which highlights someone’s indifferent intentions. After Leng Xiaoshuai received the so-called letter from home, he was completely confused.

After fiddling with both volumes, Wei Wuji got up and called someone to call him a basin of cold water. The cold water hit his face, and the sleepiness disappeared in an instant.

I walked to the window and set up the window frame. There was a hazy sound before, but it was clearly and noisy.

The morning market on the main street of Daliang is full of food at a glance.

The vendors who were selling along the street, the people who got up early to buy, and the people who came to Daliang to visit were all surrounded by the market. A cold bluestone street brought a breath of fireworks.

There are also quiet houses in Wangyue Tower, but Wei Wuji likes such a real life and wants to see what Daliang looks like today.

The Liang of Wei has always been the most prosperous capital in the eyes of other countries, attracting merchants from all over the world to continue, just like the Linzi Jixia of Qi, attracting students from all over the world.

But Wei Wuji took a look and closed the window frame again. Such a turbid breath floated over the entire Wei Kingdom, which was unbearable.

He patted his face a few times, and rubbed his frown eyebrows again.

He sat back on several cases with his fate, picked up the blank bamboo slips in the third volume, and carved them.

Compared with the true feelings and calm freehand paintings in the first two pieces, this volume took a lot of effort, and there were not many things to be portrayed, but Wei Wuji was portraying and thinking while he was thinking.

This volume has more considerations than the first two volumes. Perhaps there are also some trade-offs and cons, and from the heart, which requires a kindness or a deep brotherhood.

It was hard to tell that it was this messy mood, which was even more noisy than the market outside the window. Wei Wuji could not calm down and write with peace of mind. It was another half-day sitting.

The market changed from morning food to lunch.

Wei Wuji stopped and his hands, which had become sour.

After giving the three volumes of letters to the shopkeeper of Wangyue Tower, Wei Wuji also left Wangyue Tower. Looking at the scenery of the market upstairs is a completely different feeling than that of himself.

Touching his hungry belly, Wei Wuji wandered around the market and caught a glimpse of the old couple selling lunch food at the corner. He stopped moving forward and went straight to the old couple.

Wei Wuji asked with a smile: "Do you two villagers still know me?"

The old couple's business looked a bit bleak, but at least they still had a group of business. When they heard someone's voice, they didn't hear it clearly for a while. They thought it was someone who came to eat lunch, although it was true.

Looking back, I saw a gentle young man, well, a handsome middle-aged man, this should be more appropriate. Wei Wuji didn't know what the old couple was thinking, and asked again: "Do you still have an impression of the two villagers?"

It turned out that they were here to find someone, and they were a little disappointed and lost a business. However, the two old couples enthusiastically invited Wei Wuji to sit here for a while and even served a bowl of noodles for him.

After the old couple took over the money, the last guest cleaned the residual stains and went to see the handsome middle-aged man.

The hot noodles were served just now, but the man didn't eat a bite, staring at him with red eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The old couple thought this person was so strange. It was obvious that they heard the movement and did not eat a bite.
Chapter completed!