I don't understand why Situ specifically chose me to oversee the execution by hanging of Cai Yong.

Helplessly, I handed a three-foot white silk to Cai Yong.

The old scholar spoke up, "Wen Hou, can you do me a favor?"

I quickly replied, "Oh, of course, sir, please speak."

I thought the old scholar would entrust me with his daughter, Cai Wenji, but instead he entrusted me with a book. "After I die, can Wen Hou go to my residence, take down the book hidden on top of the sorghum stalks, and bury it with me?"

I agreed.

The old scholar leaned towards the white silk, and I couldn't help but ask, "Sir, while accompanying the Prime Minister to court on Wuyang Street, didn't you see a mute Taoist priest holding a large piece of white cloth?"

The old scholar, being so clever, glared at me and said, "So you're the one who wrote on it!"

I nodded, "With your vast knowledge, didn't you notice anything?"

The old scholar pondered for a moment, unable to hold back his foul language, "Your grandmother's foot! I never fucking expected that you can't even write your own surname correctly! The character '吕' was written as two '口'! If you're wrong, then you're wrong. That big piece of cloth, you, you little bastard, even wrote one on each end!"

I blushed with embarrassment, ah, ignorance is truly terrifying.

The old scholar kicked his legs and relieved himself one last time.

It is said that these words before his death were the only time the old scholar cursed in his entire life.

I went to the top of the sorghum stalks at Cai's residence and found that book, a dirty handwritten copy.

My face turned red once again, as I didn't recognize the three characters on the cover of the handwritten book.

Before closing the coffin, I unfolded the book and covered the old scholar's face with it.

I decided to go home and study hard, striving to improve every day.

At the very least, I want to be able to write my own name properly.

Many years later, a gang emerged in the Central Plains called the "Sun Moon Divine Sect." One of the senior members of the sect, deeply devoted to classical music, was named Qu Yang. He found Cai Yong's tomb and naturally obtained this book.

This book became a treasure to Qu Yang, greatly enhancing his musical accomplishments, to the point where he wanted to abandon his martial arts skills, withdraw from the martial world, and live in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests.

However, he was just killed by a guy from the Hengshan faction, who was also a music enthusiast, shortly after they formed a band together.

These two music masters only left behind a piece of music for future generations called "Smiling Proud Wanderer."

Originally, they wanted to create an album with "Smiling Proud Wanderer" as the title track.

Some say that the book by Cai Yong is called "Guangling San."