Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

Wang Jinyi got up and wanted to join her parents' discussion. But she was only 3 years old. If she gave a long speech, would it scare the two "Guan Guan Ju Jiu"? !

Wang Jinyi made a "grunt, grunt" sound and prepared to get out of bed.

The mother stood up from the father's arms and ran in, picked up her daughter, her cheeks flushed like a middle school student who was in love too early, and was helpless and nervous as if she was caught by her parents.

The mother was still stealing glances at the father. The elegant scholar in a white robe was blushing and looked a little uneasy.

Oh, my parents, didn't they just hug me? They are my wife and husband, what is there to be embarrassed about?

If it was in the previous life, then forget it. Oops! Cover your face, shame on you...

Wang Jinyi decided not to be a stumbling block to her parents' emotional communication, and played the unique advantage of a 3-year-old child, playing rogue. She insisted on looking for the nanny, which was exactly what both parties wanted.

The mother carried Wang Jinyi into the west wing and watched the wet nurse put away the needlework in her hands before handing Wang Jinyi to her.

A little maid came and reported:

"Someone from the upper room, tell me to go to the upper room to check last month's bill and collect the expenses for the Fourth Young Master."

The mother took Zhu'er and Ping'er, who was in charge of the accounts in the second house, and walked out of the second house's courtyard, holding the account books.

The father stood in the corridor, looking at his mother's hurried figure, listening to the sound of reading coming from the east wing and his daughter's laughter coming from the west wing. He walked past the servants who were greeting him and entered the large study in the main house.

At this time, in the study room of the east wing, two people were reading at the desk. One was Wang Jinyi's brother Wang Wendong, and the other was Ouyang Wenche.

Wang Wendong was immersed in memorizing, shaking his head while holding the book. If he couldn't memorize it, he would pick up the book, read it over and over again, and then immerse himself in shaking his head.

On the other side of the desk, Ouyang Wenche sat quietly, not turning the pages of the book in his hand.

Beneath Ouyang Wenche's calm appearance, thousands of feelings were churning in his heart. Ouyang Wenche slowly closed the book and walked out of the study.

Under the corridor of the east wing.

Ouyang Wenche felt the tranquility of the courtyard and looked up at the clear sky with an inexplicable expression.

a few days ago.

The thrilling chase on the mountain path down from Lingyun Temple is still vivid in my mind.

That day, the monk in charge of receiving guests came hurriedly to inform us that there was an accident on the mountain road leading down the southern slope, and asked everyone to go down the mountain via the northern slope.

Monk starts

: "Please set off early."

Watching the servants packing up their luggage and counting the people under the supervision of the steward Ouyang Qing, Yun Yi and Yun Er, who were usually like dumb servants, walked towards him silently.

"Sir, please go to the back of the carriage."

The "mute" actually spoke today.

Without waiting for instructions, Yun Yi jumped directly onto Ouyang Wenche's carriage and sat in the carriage.

Yun Er stepped forward, grabbed Ouyang Wenche's arm, and pulled him onto the cart that held the sacrificial offerings. Yun Er and the driver sat on the cart frame.

Ouyang Wenche felt something was wrong, and the two attendants were as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Although they were puzzled, they still tacitly cooperated. The carriage was moving slowly on the mountain road. Although it was bumpy along the way, it was very peaceful.

To get to the official road from the mountain road, you have to pass a hillside with a dense forest on it, hence the name "Qingshupo".

The carriage went down the mountain road and entered Qingshupo.

Ouyang Wenche lifted the car curtain. There were four flatbed trucks parked on the green slope, loaded with straw, and a few men were resting beside the trucks.

The carriages coming down the mountain ahead passed through the forest one after another.

When the Ouyang family's carriage entered the woods, a whistle was suddenly heard. The men who were resting moved quickly, pulling out shining long swords from under the carts beside them, "swish, swish, swish," and rushed straight towards the Ouyang family's carriage.

The family emblem on the carriage became a clear guide. The Ouyang family's carriage and servants became lambs to be slaughtered, and blood splattered wherever the long knife passed.

In the panic of dodging, the carriages collided with each other, and people shouted and horses neighed in chaos.

Among the many carriages, the spacious carriage of the host and the carriage full of offerings did not move, which attracted the attention of the robbers.

Several long knives were slashing towards the large carriage, and another person threw a long knife straight into the carriage through the window.

After the eerie silence, the curtain of the car was gently lifted up by the robber's long knife, and two flying knives shot out from the car. Yun Yi flew out and kicked the robber who was lifting the curtain of the car over. He hooked the long knife with his foot, held the long knife in his hand, weighed it, and jumped directly into the crowd of robbers. Wherever his long knife passed, the robbers fell down one after another.

Ouyang Wenche in the car just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yun Yi turned around and Yun Er jumped off the frame.

Both of them stood silently facing the four carts.

The straw on the flatbed cart was lifted up, and a masked man jumped out from each of the straw piles. The four of them attacked Yun Yi and Yun Er separately in pairs.

It was not until then that Ouyang Wenche realized that Yun Yi and Yun Er had anticipated this when they got on the carriage.

Ouyang Wenche reached into his boots and took out a short blade. He had kept this short blade in his boots since he was 4 years old.

When other children were still wearing soft-soled cloth shoes, Ouyang Wenche started wearing boots, and he always kept a short blade hidden in his boots.

He finally understood that Yun Yi and Yun Er took turns training him to use a dagger, and now it had practical significance.

At this time, the servant Chuyi came and chopped off the horse's tail with a knife. Ouyang Wenche jumped off the carriage and saw the steward Ouyang Qing and his own nanny, each leading a horse.

: "Get on the horse!" Ouyang Qing helped him onto the horse without saying a word, and the four of them rode towards the official road.

The sound of swords clashing rang out behind him. Not long after he ran, two masked men followed him.

Ouyang Qing looked at Ouyang Wenche deeply and said only one sentence to him:

"Master, take care!"

He got off the horse with the nanny.

When Ouyang Wenche looked back, the steward and the nanny drew out their swords from their waists and rushed forward.

Chuyi took out a dagger from somewhere and stabbed the horses of the two men in the buttocks. The horses ran away from Qingshupo like crazy and galloped along the official road without a sound behind them.

On the official road, it seemed as if all the carriages and horses had disappeared, leaving only the two of them. The two horses galloped all the way.

The two horses ran slower and slower until they fell to the ground.

Chuyi hurried over, helped Ouyang Wenche up, helped him straighten his clothes, and then knelt down on the side of the road:

"Master, you must not be soft-hearted in a life-or-death situation. Remember this!"

After standing up, he helped Ouyang Wenche take off his brocade robe and long boots.

He exchanged outer robes and shoes with Ouyang Wenche, and helped Ouyang Wenche put on his cloth robe.

Ouyang Wenche gritted his teeth and pulled Chuyi:

"Go together."

Chuyi said:

"Master, remember not to ask for help from the Ouyang family again! Go to the Fuxue to find the owner of the library, Wang Minzhang. This is a token of trust."

He was referring to the cloth robe worn by Ouyang Wenche. On the first day of the first lunar month, he reached out and grabbed the sleeve of the robe and turned up the cuff, revealing an exquisite embroidered piece.

Ouyang Wenche nodded: "Let's go."

The master and servant ran along the official road towards the city, and it seemed that someone was chasing them from behind.