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The fifty-first chapter wind and rain impermanent death do not know [two](1/6)

Qingxueqing is really a bit drunk.

Master Jin used a wine pot, and she used a wine glass.

Change one cup to another, it seems like you have made a lot of money.

But you have to know that Qing Xueqing is a person who has been drunk once.

This drink party was not fair to her from the beginning.

Half an hour later, with the help of her mother, she returned to the Jinbang Building first.

"Young Master, should you take a break soon?"

Before leaving, Xiao Zhong said to Master Jin.

"No, no hurry... The father and son haven't seen each other for a long time. We must have a good drink tonight and have a good chat!"

Qingran waved his hand and said.

But Xiao Zhong took Qing Xueqing away quickly.

Xiao Zhong also wanted to remind Qingran not to drink too much, as it would inevitably cause her health to feel uncomfortable.

But when he said that, he couldn't even say a word, so he nodded and walked out of the door with Qingxueqing.

"Green sister is really interesting!"

Master Jin looked back and said.

"Your sister is different from her mother."

Qingran said leisurely.

"It's different now, who knows what it will be like in the future?"

Master Jin shrugged and said.

His prejudice against Xiao Zhong has been in more than a day.

But it has become profound over time.

After he left Qing Mansion, the first stop he went to was not a mine.

What should a noble young man with a lot of money do when he leaves the house?

Of course, it's about having fun and having fun.

But Mr. Jin didn't.

That night, the candle fire in Qing Mansion went out very early.

The sound of birds singing and insects chirping is also very dim.

In dusk, there are few clouds.

Mr. Jin was full of haggardness.

The breeze blew for two miles, but he walked thirty miles in one breath with his head in his mouth.

After walking through Qingzhou Prefecture City, I looked at the sound of orioles and swallows in the city, and the blue pot and glittering light, but I didn't step in.

The place where Mr. Jin was going was the place where the ancestor who created the "Shadow Knife" in their Qing Mansion cultivated his sword.

Even Qingran has never been to that place.

However, in an inadvertent conversation, Qingran told Master Jin that if one day he was not calm, he would go there to see it.

That's what Mr. Jin is now.

"Does my father still remember this?"

Master Jin took out an envelope from his arms and said.

Take out a stack of neatly arranged letters from it.

There is only one word on the letter: and.

This was written to him by Qingran before he left.

At that time, the snow fell colorfully and the earth was covered with white.

Even the house was permeated with a hint of chill.

Master Jin was holding an inkstone and selling ink in Qingran's study.

Qingran took a letter paper, waved his pen and wrote the word "he".

However, Qingran is not free and easy to write this word.

It can't be said to be so thick and solid.

Every gesture seemed particularly difficult.

"Qing'er, do you understand what this means?"

After Qingran finished writing, she threw the pen to wash the pen and asked with a smile.

"I don't know...but in my impression, my father wrote this word since I entered the study at the age of two."

Mr. Jin said.

"That's right, you're about 19 years old this year. It's been seventeen years since I've written the word "he". But I don't know that this word was taught by your grandfather."

Qingran said.

Mr. Jin’s grandfather was naturally the leader of the Qing Mansion.

"Why did grandpa just teach you to write the word 'and'?"

Qingran asked.

"Speaking of this, he never taught me. He just asked me to write it myself. And he had to write it every day, thinking about it while writing. After writing, he would show it to him."

Qingran said.

"What is the meaning of this word?"

Master Jin doesn't understand calligraphy.

But when I heard that both generations of people in Qingfu had a special liking for this word, I couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Everything will be prosperous when family harmony is harmonious. Have you ever heard that harmony is the most important thing in this world?"

Qingran asked.

Of course Mr. Jin doesn't understand.

But seeing how serious my father said, he had to nod.

"Usually, when I wrote this word, no matter how many times or years I wrote it, I felt that something was missing... Only this time today, I really wrote about the backbone, the essence, and the charm!"

Qingran said, laughing loudly.

But Mr. Jin couldn't laugh.

Because he is about to leave Qing Mansion.

There is no place to go ahead, and there is no way to go back.

No matter who is in such a situation, it is difficult to laugh out loud.

It was already a very rare state of mind that he could still listen to his father calmly here.

"Do you understand now?"

Qingran took the letter with the word "and" and asked.

"I understand."

Mr. Jin said.

Drink another pot of wine.

"It's good if you understand, then there's no need to leave this word."

Qingran got up from the bed, took the letter paper and walked to the light to light it, and then threw it out of the window.

"I won't come back if I don't understand."

Master Jin said with a smile.

It looks very relaxed.

"You will naturally come back if you understand. And it's not too late to understand."

Qingran said.

Raise the wine glass, touch the wine pot in my son's hand, and tilt his head to drink it all

But Mr. Jin didn't drink it.

Frowning, pondering without saying a word.

"What else do you want to say? There are no one else now."

Qingran asked.
To be continued...
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