Could it be as Liu She said, that he and his master were not master and disciple, but father and son?
Wan Xuan also said that he resembled his master when he was young. This piqued Liyun's curiosity, as if a few kittens were gently scratching him.
Xie Qian sighed softly and said, "This is not the place to talk. Can we enter the city for a chat?"
Liyun hurriedly said, "Of course. Please follow me, master and this gentleman."
After all, he was Liyun's relative. Even Liyun acknowledged him, so the city guards naturally had to open the city gates to let them in.
The city was quiet. Occasionally, the sound of the night watchman could be heard.
Liyun brought him back to his mansion. Although his house was only a two-level mansion, there were still many empty rooms.
Xie Qian looked at him and felt gratified. "Looks like you've been doing well these past few years."
Wanzhou was the place where the Tsing Yi Army and the Red Lotus Group wreaked havoc the most. But now, the buildings in the city were lined up neatly, the streets were wide and tidy, and the air was fresh and clean. It was unlike other cities, where the streets were filled with filth and the air was filled with foul odors.
Liyun invited Xie Qian to sit in the seat of honor. His eyes were filled with admiration.
"Master …"
In the end, Liyun was so nervous that he could not speak. It was as if thousands of flies were buzzing in his head.
Xie Qian took a sip of tea and casually raised his head to look at Liyun, who was kneeling not far away. He asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
Liyun stammered, unable to speak.
After all, it was somewhat shameful to ask his master if he was his biological father. What if it was a misunderstanding?
"Master left a letter in the thatched cottage, saying that he wanted to seek revenge. Then … did he succeed?"
Liyun cowered and changed his question at the last minute.
If Liyun dared to look up, he would have realized that Xie Qian's bearing was not something an ordinary martial artist could have.
One's temperament changed one's body.
That was obviously a noble bearing that could only be cultivated in a wealthy family for a long time. How was it like living in seclusion in the mountains for more than ten years?
Hearing Liyun's question, Xie Qian's hand that was holding the tea paused. He almost spilled the tea.
Xie Qian was also a martial artist. His kung fu was unusually stable. To make him make such a mistake, it was obvious how lethal Liyun's question was.
"No, I failed."
Xie Qian squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.
Li Yun lowered his head and asked weakly. He seemed to have accepted his fate.
"Earlier, I met my lord's father, the Chongzhou magistrate, Liu She. He said that he and my father were childhood friends. He even said that this disciple is not only Master's disciple, but also very likely to be your, your biological son … Master, is this true? "
Xie Qian tilted his head and searched his mind for Liu She's face.
He hadn't seen Liu She for many years. The impression he had of Liu She was still that of his youth.
Li Yun saw that his master did not reply for a long time. His heart sank and almost sank to the bottom.
"What do you mean by 'very likely'? It's true."
Xie Qian added in a slightly displeased manner.
His own son had been taken in as a subordinate by his enemy's daughter, and this matter was quite stifling.
More importantly, the relationship between Xie Qian and Liu She was not as good as the latter made it out to be.
When Liyun heard this, he suddenly raised his head in astonishment, unable to contain his joy. After a long pause, he spat out a word, "Father …"
Xie Qian nodded lightly. "Yes."
On the other hand, Liyun was stuck.
The expected reunion between father and son was supposed to be a touching and touching reunion. Why was it so dull?
"Father … then why don't you acknowledge me as your son?" Liyun felt a little wronged. He and his adoptive parents only met twice a year. The person he interacted with the most was Xie Qian. When he was young, he often wondered why his master was not his father.
Xie Qian lowered his eyes and said, "When did I not acknowledge you?"
Liyun was stuck again.
"A teacher for a day, a father for life. The family spear technique needs to be passed down from master to disciple. Since I am your master and your father, when did I not acknowledge you? "
Liyun was speechless.
What he said made so much sense that he was speechless.
"Then, then this surname …" Liyun lowered his head and struggled for a while. His mood also lightened up.
"Your father was chased out of the family. Naturally, your surname cannot be Xie." Xie Qian answered matter-of-factly. He continued, "In that tragic case, I brought you along and luckily escaped. In my muddleheadedness, I forgot who I was. I wandered all the way from Hejian County to Fengyi County. Later, I was taken in by the Li couple. That family had no children for many years, so they adopted you. When your father remembered who I was, you were already two years old. "
Liyun's original name was Li Gouzhu. The blood clot in Xie Qian's brain slowly subsided and he regained his memory. Suddenly, his head hurt.
He, Xie Qian, was well-versed in both literature and martial arts. Yet, his son had such a lowly name. However, he was too embarrassed to argue with the couple.
He simply let that name be Liyun's nickname and even made the decision to give him a nice-sounding name.
Yun meant that he was wealthy and well-versed in both literature and martial arts. It was much better than Gouzhu.
After the couple adopted Liyun, they quickly became pregnant. Naturally, they cherished their child even more and did not mind Xie Qian's actions.
After listening to his explanation, Liyun did not know whether to laugh or cry.
However, he quickly noticed the strangeness in Xie Qian's words. What did he mean by "chased out of the family"?
"What discord did father have with the Xie family?"
There were four noble families in Dongqing: the Feng family of Shangyang, the Wang family of Langya, the Xie family of Jiangning, and the Meng family of Cangzhou.
Although he did not know much about the Xie family, looking at Feng Jin beside him, Liyun knew that Xie Qian, who was a direct descendant, must be very respectable.
According to Liu She, Xie Qian was a leading figure of his generation. How did he become like this?
Because of Xie Qian, Liyun specially asked Feng Jin about the Wang family of Langya and the Xie family of Jiangning.
He discovered something strange. These two families seemed to have faded out of sight at the same time. Their activities in the imperial court had decreased.
Xie Qian's eyes slanted and he said plainly, "You are still a child. This matter has nothing to do with you."
Liyun was disheartened. He stubbornly changed the question, "Then, then father's enemy is the person who killed Yun's mother? Who is that person? "
This time, Xie Qian did not avoid the question. Instead, he said, "A demon."
This monstrous genius wasn't just a curse, it was a real monstrous genius.
Liyun wanted to continue asking, but when he saw Xie Qian's calm face, all his courage disappeared.
"Then, will father still leave?"
Liyun's goal in life was very simple. He wanted to take care of his master, marry a wife, and have children.
With his persistent efforts, he finally had a sliver of hope for the latter.
If his master left, who would he take care of?
"I'm not leaving."
These three simple words were like music to Liyun's ears.
"Tomorrow … introduce me to him," Xie Qian said.
"Introduce?"
"There are some things that I need to discuss with your lord. Even if I can't find Liu She, it will be the same if I can find his daughter."
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