Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Lu Zhengqiu's suggestion was quite attractive. On a cold night, the aroma of wine is something that cannot be refused. Not only Di Dongqing followed suit, but even Mu Chuan raised his glass to Zhao Ji and said, "I, I will accompany you too."

Zhao Ji raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Little brother, don't you know how to drink?"

Mu Chuan met his gaze, and said earnestly: "If you don't know it, you have to learn."

Zhao Ji looked at him even more surprised: "Speaking of which, you are an official and I am a citizen. If I fight with you, I have violated the forbidden law. Will you not arrest me?"

Mu Chuan was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Since Master...Master Shen didn't arrest you, I won't arrest you either."

Zhao Ji straightened his expression and said seriously: "Are you really going to cover me up? If you drink with me, you are my friend. I don't want to hurt my friend."

Mu Chuan still just nodded: "Don't worry, this is Jiang Yu. Master Bai is magnanimous and knows how to use people well. If you want, I can also recommend you to work in the government office."

Zhao Ji was very surprised, and said after a while: "It's the first time in my life to be invited to work as an errand."

Mu Chuan said: "Are you willing?"

Zhao Ji said: "Are you serious?"

Looking at each other, Zhao Ji looked at his meticulous expression, finally smiled, and said: "I appreciate your kindness, but unfortunately I am used to being loose, and being on errands is purely to cause trouble for others, so let's just forget about it."

"Okay." Mu Chuan showed a disappointed look,

Zhao Ji raised the wine glass in front of him: "Come on, I'll give you a glass in return."

Mu Chuan hurriedly stood up, took it with both hands, drank it meticulously, and then sat back on the chair.

Zhao Ji put down his cup and said again: "Little brother, do you know Mr. Shen?"

Mu Chuan hadn't swallowed a sip of wine, and almost choked in his throat. He bowed his waist and coughed a few times, before saying, "I know...you, how do you know?"

Zhao Ji chuckled and said, "You confronted me just now, and you mentioned him in the first sentence. Ordinary people have already heard it. The reason why you want to see me is to find out about him, isn't it?"

Mu Chuan pursed his lips, stalemate for a moment, finally nodded and admitted: "Yes."

Zhao Ji sighed: "Oh, it's a pity that I don't have much news to tell you. I remember only a few words. He said that he himself has a lot of connections with Wuxi, so he came to help me."

Mu Chuan lowered his gaze, was silent for a while, and asked again: "Then...is he alright?"

Zhao Jidao: "He looks very good, and his official career is probably going well. I heard the officers and soldiers talking about him when I checked the car, saying that he will be promoted and transferred soon."

"Where are you transferred?"

"Anyi, the capital city."

When Mu Chuan heard this, his expression darkened.

Anyi City is very far away from Jiang Yu, and it is difficult for him to reach it alone. Moreover, the city gate has been strictly controlled for several months, and he has no transfer order in his hand, so he can't enter even if he wants to.

When Mu Chuan was thinking, Di Dongqing asked, "I also have something to ask."

Zhao Ji said: "But it's okay to say."

Di Dongqing said: "In Wuxi Village, did you meet a man named Ah Ming?"

Zhao Ji stroked his chin and thought for a while, then said, "Apart from business contacts, I don't have much contact with the locals, and I don't remember their names."

Di Dongqing added: "That man has a very distinctive appearance, with a long face and a high nose bridge, and he has a teenage son named Tianxing."

"I have some impression of what you said. There is a carpenter with a long face, tall and thin, and his craftsmanship is not bad..." Zhao Ji described the clothes and appearance of the man, and it was indeed basically consistent with Ah Ming.He asked again, "Do you know this person?"

Lu Zhengqiu answered for Dongqing: "Oh, we traveled through Wuxi a few years ago, and we were entertained by this man, and we also treated his son's illness, so I inquired about it by the way."

Zhao Ji frowned and said, "This is strange, are we really talking about the same person?"

Di Dongqing asked in surprise, "Is there anything strange about that man?"

Zhao Ji said: "Yes, that man left a bad name in the village, and I heard some gossip that the long-faced carpenter was originally the virtuous Xu of the Wuxi patriarch, and his wife was the patriarch's only daughter. There was a foreign warrior who fled, but his wife gave birth to a child with this foreigner, pretending to be the carpenter's own. Later, the matter was revealed, and the wife couldn't bear the infamy, so she threw herself into the river, and the foreigner also fled with her tail between her legs. Put down that poor son and become crazy from then on."

Di Dongqing was shocked. In his impression, Ah Ming lost his family and devoted himself to saving his son. He was a pitiful person. As for the intricate relationship with Tianxing, Ah Ming never mentioned it, even the Tianshui Gang didn't know about it. .

Zhao Ji went on to say: "I passed by the carpenter's house once, and saw that the door was locked, and there were constant wailing sounds from the young man in the house. I guess he might be beating and scolding his son..."

Seeing Di Dongqing's shocked expression, he added, "But I don't know the name of the carpenter, maybe we are not talking about the same person, you should check it out..." At this point, he was stunned, and shook his head for a long time Sighed, "Well, anyway, the whole family is gone, so many grievances and hatreds have been returned to the loess in the end, doctor, I advise you to forget about him."

Di Dongqing nodded in response, but silently recorded Zhao Ji's testimony in his heart. He vaguely felt that every word of this person was a crucial clue.

A jar of wine bottomed out, and the eastern sky was faintly pale.

Di Dongqing asked: "What do you plan to do in the future? I know some friends who may be able to cure your illness. You can go to them."

But Zhao Ji waved his hand and refused: "No need, I know what's going on with my body. I've been poisoned by the devil's religion, and the power of ghosts has invaded my lungs. From now on, I plan to live in the mountains alone and devote myself to practice. , until this hurdle is crossed."

"This..." Di Dongqing hesitated, "It would be too difficult for you to deal with it alone."

Zhao Ji did not refute, but instead said: "Actually, it was Master Shen's words that inspired me and made me make up my mind."

"Revelation?"

"He said eight words - the bright moon is bright and bright, and he is not afraid of the ghost."

"Bright moon?" Di Dongqing was even more confused - the phase of the moon is an ominous thing in the eyes of Yu people, how could someone use "hao" to describe it.

Zhao Ji seemed to see his question, and said: "Actually, I also asked the same question, but Mr. Shen told me that there are good and evil in the world, there are gains and losses, but there is no absolute. I If you want to save yourself, you can't be afraid of yourself. After listening to his advice, I feel that it is better to deal with it alone."

Di Dongqing nodded, still thinking about what the other party said.

To him, the devil's religion is evil, treachery is evil, what makes the master sick for a long time is evil, and what makes Yu country fall into a pool of stagnant water is also evil.

He sighed: "I really can't understand it."

Zhao Ji patted him on the shoulder: "Relax, I have lived so many years longer than you, and I still can't comprehend it, but if the day comes, I will be able to heal myself."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Mu Chuan again, and said, "Little brother, I hope you don't punish my three brothers."

Mu Chuan was surprised: "They poisoned you on purpose, you..."

Zhao Ji said: "I will say goodbye to them now."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly picked up the wine jar, lifted it high, and fell heavily on the ground.

The ancient altar, which had been sealed for many years, shattered into countless pieces with a bang, the ground shook, and the candlelights in the courtyard were stirred by a gust of wind, shaking in the remnant night.

Zhao Ji shook the hem of his clothes, stood up, took back his sword, came to the side of the carriage, and swung the sword at the colorful satin on the carriage.

The sharp blade cuts across the soft to soft fabrics almost without hindrance.Under the fierce sword force, the cloth was shattered into countless pieces, which floated into the wind like flying catkins.

He smiled, opened the palindrome lock again, tore the bank notes hidden inside into pieces, and threw them into the wind.

Red, white, purple and green, mixed with colorful satin and confetti, scattered all over the courtyard.The pale mourning hall was dyed gorgeously, like a grand fireworks, and like withered flowers, it was dizzying.

Zhao Ji raised his head and asked, "Three friends, do you look good?"

The three nodded together.

Zhao Jilang smiled and said: "That's true. If I die, I will die like I am today. I will die brilliantly and beautifully enough."

He staggered towards the door, and the colorful fragments landed on his shoulders one after another, and were thrown off by his footsteps.He said as he walked, "Aren't you looking for a carriage, the empty carriage is left to you."

Mu Chuan chased after him a few steps, calling out: "Brother Zhao—"

Zhao Ji didn't look back, just waved his hands, and used a whistling as his farewell words.

——From now on, I will travel alone in a thousand mountains, and I don’t have to see each other off.