Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Purple Letter

"Brother." Suddenly, someone whispered outside the door.A boy's voice. In the darkness, Xie Shaoyuan's eyes suddenly lit up, like lightning! Youcao saw his body suddenly tense, and his eyes changed countless times in an instant. "It's the second son, Shaoqing." After hearing the other party's voice, Youcao told her master in a low voice, but she didn't intend to open the door to greet her—she knew that even though they were brothers, the two of them were always separated. Talking at the door. The second son, Shaoqing, is a typical good son of a wealthy family, cheerful and kind - completely different from the eccentric and dangerous eldest son Shaoyuan.He is deeply loved by everyone, and controls the daily internal and external affairs of Dingjiange together with the old pavilion master.He also has a good reputation among the servants. Every time he changes his maid, there are a large number of sisters rushing to be the first.

The eldest son... really doesn't look like the elder brother of the second son at all! Occasionally chatting, the sisters said so, laughing, looking at the silent grass with pity and awe. However, the maid in Tsing Yi was just silent. "What's the matter?" Xie Shaoyuan finally uttered these words when the brightness in his eyes gradually dimmed. "Father said that I should give this to my elder brother." The voice outside was still respectful and cheerful. It seemed that this young man had always maintained respect and admiration for his legendary elder brother. Then, there was a slight rustle There was a sound, as if something had slipped in from under the door.

Seeing the young master nodded, Youcao walked over and picked up a purple letter from under the door. No need to light the lamp, Xie Shaoyuan just opened the window and looked at the brilliance of the full moon outside the window, his eyes became very strange again - at that moment, Youcao almost saw the cruelty like a beast, burning like a fire in his eyes! "Young master?" Even she couldn't help being startled and asked. Xie Shaoyuan didn't answer. After reading it, he rubbed his hands together, and a fire ignited out of nowhere, and the paper was turned into ashes.Then, he said calmly to his younger brother outside the door: "Go back and tell father, I understand."

"Then, brother, I'm resigning. You have a good rest." Outside the door, the young man's voice seemed to be always cheerful and joyful. I heard from the sisters that the Second Young Master has a sweetheart recently, so it's no wonder that he always smiles when he speaks. Xie Shaoyuan stood quietly in the darkness, not moving for a long time, then suddenly, he smiled softly: "Brother? Brother!...Hahahaha! Youcao, from childhood to adulthood, do you know how many times I have met him?" "Only twice!" "My own brother, I've only met him... twice."

He laughed suddenly, echoing like a ghost in the dark and silent big house. Youcao didn't know what to say, for a long time, like the other servants, she knew about the strange situation in this family, but she couldn't ask about it - she only knew that the master had always put the young master and the second son together. The young master was raised separately and hardly gave the two brothers a chance to meet.And the eldest young master seems to have been in poor health since he was a child, and he has to take medicine frequently. Perhaps because of this, over time, even his personality has become very withdrawn.

Not only outsiders, but sometimes even she thinks that the Young Pavilion Master...maybe really a little crazy. After a long time, she asked softly: "The young master...is he going on a long trip again?" She knew that every time the young master received the purple letter, the young master would disappear from the Dingjiange for a while. Then, shortly after the young master returned to this dark room, shocking news would come from all corners of the world, saying that some great martial artist died, or some sect was wiped out overnight. The corpses of those famous heroes were all nailed to the lintel of the gate by an extremely cruel method.

The sharp sword and the swaying corpse seemed to be the killer laughing at everything in the world. That's what crazy people do. Master Sword Demon.Xie Shaoyuan. The young master of the Tripod Sword Pavilion did not answer, but suddenly asked quietly: "It is said... Shaoqing met a woman outside, didn't he?" Before Youcao could answer, he smiled strangely and turned around Walking to the inner hall, he ordered: "Go and prepare hot water, I want to take a bath. Prepare a good sword and a furnace of ambergris for me." "Yes." Still so respectful and gentle, the maid in Tsing Yi replied.

"..." After walking through the middle hall, Xie Shaoyuan, who was about to enter all the way, suddenly stopped, turned around, walked in front of Youcao, and stopped.Gathering strength with her fingertips, she lit a candle on the table with a "chi" sound. With some hesitation, he reached out and lifted the maid's face, looked at it, but said nothing. After a long time, he frowned and asked: "I heard you are an orphan?" Youcao raised his head suddenly, his eyes suddenly looked strange, but then lowered his head again, and replied softly: "Yes...Youcao's parents have both parents since she was a child. There is a sister...Unfortunately, she died of illness seven years ago."

"That's it...then, wait for me here." Inexplicably, for the first time, the young master actually asked about her life experience, pondered for a while, and suddenly said: "If I don't come back in ten days... Go to Director Yu and ask him to arrange another job for you. Then—" He paused, and with a flick of his hand, the books and utensils on the table fell all over the floor. "Burn all the things I used. Don't get dirty by those people's hands..." There was still that kind of lonely nobility on the face, but as he spoke, he kept frowning, and the wrinkles between the brows became like Knives.

Youcao's face turned pale involuntarily, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Young master... even you say such things? Could it be that this time the master wants you to kill someone more powerful than the young master?" "Him? Haha!... Turning your hands into clouds and rain, he is the number one hero in the world..." Xie Shaoyuan turned and walked towards the deep inner hall, chanting intermittently. Hearing this poem, Youcao swayed and suddenly felt a little dazed. Turning clouds and raining hands... Fang Tianlan, the leader of the martial arts alliance. The old pavilion master, the old pavilion asked the young master to kill...it turned out to be Fang Tianlan, the leader of the martial arts alliance!