Lie Junhou [Rebirth]

【One Qing River】

The green and green mountains stretching for ten miles in Jiangzhou are laid out along the vast Lujiang River, showing the prosperity of thousands of families on the rice paper.

The most prosperous, rich and gentle, Jiangling is a house near the water and mountains. The high walls of blue bricks and black tiles can hardly be seen from one end to the other. Looking up, there is the word "Ruan Mansion" written on the door. When this rich door is opened, there are halls, courtyards, buildings and pavilions in sequence.

The Ruan family of Jiangzhou, Jiangzhou's number one wealthy businessman, one of the three giants in Dayan, is unrivaled in the limelight, but keeps a low profile.

As soon as you enter the mansion, there is an embossed agate screen wall, and you go all the way through the hall, winding corridors, orchids, ponds and flowers and trees, under the wisteria flower stand in the courtyard of the west hall, beside a carved stone table, twelve or three The little boy in the middle of the night is sitting obediently with a sad face.

The boy's face was well-defined, and the indifferent sunlight from the south of the Yangtze River cast from among the wisteria flowers, casting faint shadows on his elegant and slender brow bones and the end of his beautiful eyes. He was dressed in a lavender robe, and his lips were like thin jade, plump and beautiful.

The gentleman said in a melodious manner, "Whoever speaks will be a clan, and whoever adheres to it will be honored", and the boy's eyebrows and eyes became more gloomy.

"Thank you for your hard work, sir. Please go to the side hall to rest for a while. There are red mist fruits brought in from the East China Sea. They are specially prepared for you. They are paired with Qi Hong."

The graceful woman thanked Mr. Yin Yin, and looked at the young man.

"Ah Mo, what's the matter? I'm not happy every day." The woman also became worried.

The young Li Li got up: "Mother, I have finished this book, you can't just make trouble for me to stay."

"Then you don't feel at ease. The bumps from the northern Xinjiang to the South China Sea all day are not just looking for trouble?" The woman didn't understand.

"I……"

"Ma'am, Sect Master Lu is here." The servant girl reported.

"Mother, I'm going out with Master, don't you worry this time? In fact, wherever I go, I have my own money and security agency. I don't have to worry about food and drink, and I'm safe. Besides, I'm not powerless. I can be on the Jianghu list." The young man finally had a glimmer of vitality.

"Ma'am." A handsome man in a white robe with a sword in his hand came from the corridor, as elegant as jade.

"Master Lu, my Ah Mo..."

"Master, take me for a walk..." Nie Yanli ran over and hung on the master, pulling the master and turning around to escape from her house.

"Ah Mo! Wherever you go, don't wrong yourself, eat well and dress well, be comfortable, don't fight with others yourself!" Madam followed far away to the door before stopping.

A medium-sized painting boat sailed slowly on the Lujiang River, and the young man in purple robe lay on the vermilion railing of the painting boat and stared at the green hills on one side in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Wuxin walked over, his white shirt fluttering with the wind in the river.

"Master, let's go to Xun'an, shall we?" Nie Yanli said.

"Every time I take you out, I have to go to Xun'an. Who are you looking for when you stop and go?" Lu Wuxin said calmly, leaning against the carved door of the painting boat.

Nie Yanli rubbed the tip of her nose, turned around and looked at Lu Wuxin: "Look for a good match, I always dream that Yue Lao said that my marriage is in Xun'an."

Lu Wuxin sneered slightly, and threw a sword to him: "Go, there is only one disciple, you have the final say."

"If I find that person, if his limbs are broken, or he is blind, deaf, or seriously ill, master, can you accept him as an apprentice for my sake?" Nie Yanli asked, "Then everyone His character is top-notch, if he is not top-notch now, I still have a way to control him, in short, master, you give him a backer... He may be better than me, and he may not even like me."

Lu Wuxin frowned slightly: "What nonsense are you talking about, have you done this all your life? Are you punishing yourself?"

Nie Yanli smiled and said, "If you can't find it, you will have to look for it forever. I always feel bad about it."

"Nonsense." Lu Wuxin slapped him on the back of the head, "Don't worry, I won't leave you alone then."

Nie Yanli smiled brightly at him, like a Fusu plant in the mist and rain, Lu Wuxin slightly raised his eyebrows.

The carriage moved unhurriedly on the official road. It was difficult to tell whether the road in the north was more rugged or smoother.

"Master, how did you convince my father? If I proposed to learn martial arts, he would beat me to death, but if you said that I am suitable for martial arts, he would just scold me." Nie Yanli leaned lazily on the master's shoulder .

"Your grandfather was rescued by my master back then, and your family owed the Qingjiang Sword Sect. It's nothing for me to ask for an apprentice, let alone delay your study." Lu Wuxin closed his eyes slightly and sat on the carriage.

"Master, does it hurt you? The next time I see that sneak attacking low-end sect, I will destroy them all." Nie Yanli sat up straight, eagerly lowering her head to check the wound.

Lu Wuxin grabbed his hand that was about to unbutton his shirt: "It's okay, don't talk about Miemen, it will come true in the end."

Nie Yanli smiled and leaned back: "Master, can you help me find out which family name I belonged to when I got lost in the past?"

Lu Wuxin let him rely on him: "It took a lot of effort to ask just one Xun'an. Your family is very taboo about this, Mo, don't think about it."

Nie Yanli didn't say anything, she closed her eyes and fell asleep with a smile.

There is a night market in Xun'an. Nie Yanli walked loosely on the street, heading towards the noisy and crowded streets. He gradually got used to the food here over the years, and he would taste everything. In the end, he always thought helplessly, that person should Didn't like the place, and probably didn't like any of the food.

But after tasting those flavors, you can know what the three meals of that person used to taste like, so that the gradually blurred shadow can have an outline.

If the shadow is gone, there will only be emptiness left.

There were no dignitaries in the night market, Nie Yanli's complexion was hidden by the lights and moonlight, and he had already gone away at a glance. The shadows cast by the crowd and street vendors were swaying, and the end of his pretty eyes appeared and disappeared for a while.

Shao Chong stood impatiently in front of the barbecue stall, his impatience could always be concealed under his stern eyebrows.

"Young master, please wait a little longer. The girl from the Li family has just ordered this share, and the next share will be yours."

The stall owner, sweating in the smoke, explained.

Shao Chongyou nodded and didn't say anything. His gluttonous old naughty master made it difficult for him to buy things, but he didn't make it difficult for anyone.

The crowd was crowded for a while, and the long and thin night market streets and alleys cried out in surprise. Shao Chongyou turned his face slightly and caught a glimpse of lavender. That lavender is a rich purple in the night, with a fragrance, accompanied by a white and innocent face. Picky glamorous appearance away.

"Master, why are you here?" Nie Yanli was amazed to see Lu Wuxin who was a few people ahead, dressed in a white robe and spotless, never coming to such a noisy and chaotic place.

"Every time you go shopping alone, and there are no brothers in the division, I should accompany you more." Lu Wuxin walked over.

"Does Master eat the cakes over there?" Nie Yanli pulled him to avoid getting lost, "Master, you are the best in the world."

The owner of the pastry shop raised his eyes and said with a smile: "What day is it today, the people who come here are like immortals, just now there is a very handsome young master who just left, just a little cold, holding a sword, That temperament is also a figure in the future."

Nie Yanli said nonchalantly, "Then if the future character buys something delicious, give me some."

Shao Chongyou came back with the pastry, the barbecue stall owner finally came over, wrapped the food and handed it to him, he turned and continued to go to the restaurant, walked outside the pastry shop again, saw the rich purple again, frowned, I saw a hand stretching towards the man's waist, I don't know if it was aimed at the jade pendant or the agate pendant.

The man had a sickly and strange facial features, his eyes were staring hungrily at the back of the slender figure of the purple-robed boy, but he was not looking at the jade or the agate, and stretched out his hand to hold the handsome waist of the boy.

Shao Chongyou walked past the crowd calmly, firmly held the unruly hand, twisted the person and threw it aside, and left the night market streets and alleys irritably to go to his master to drink.

Nie Yanli's eyes wandered aimlessly in the crowd, each face was unfamiliar and meaningless, Lu Wuxin was standing beside him, sensing a trace of furtiveness, and was about to reach out with his head sideways, but saw a steady hand blocking it. Behind Nie Yanli's waist.

Lu Wuxin raised his head, saw the young man's handsome side face and disappeared in a flash.

There were too many people, so Lu Wuxin took Nie Yanli back to the inn.

Nie Yanli stared at the wet black hair and pushed the door into Lu Wuxin's room. There was no one in the room, there was the sound of water behind the screen, and Lu Wuxin was taking a bath.

"Master, the next door to me is snoring too loudly, so I'll squeeze you in." Nie Yanli sighed, poured a cup of tea and drank it by himself, lay down by the window to enjoy the wind, and looked up to see a slender silhouette lying on the opposite roof. There, under the moon, exudes a touch of indifference.

Shao Chongyou put the wine and meat on the table for the old naughty boy. The old naughty boy said with disgust: "I thought that you would be quiet after wandering for a long time, and that you would be more lively when you brought it with you, but I was wrong, and today you are still a big iceberg piece."

"You chose a swordsmanship apprentice, not a storyteller apprentice." Shao Chongyou put down his words, ignored the old naughty boy, then became distraught, turned around and went out to return to his room.

He just took a shower, and heard snoring from the next room. He stood shirtless and akimbo by the table, sighed, raised his hand after a while and wiped his hair casually, dropped the towel, and put on his outer robe to open the window. Jumping to the opposite roof, lying on the eaves tiles and staring at the moon in a daze, a thick purple shadow flashed in my mind from time to time.

Nie Yanli raised his hand, and used his fingers to draw along the elegant silhouette on the roof in the air, and then drew along the moon again, took a sip of tea, and said to himself: "It's really good."

"Come here, why don't you brush your hair?" Lu Wuxin wrapped himself in a single robe, stepped forward to scoop him up, took him to the table and sat down.

Nie Yanli closed her eyes and let him wipe her hair. After a while, she was so sleepy that she leaned against Lu Wuxin and fell asleep.

Lu Wuxin carried him back to the couch: "Sleeping."

Nie Yanli answered in a daze, rolled over to make room for her master, and fell asleep.

Xun'an is not an extremely affluent area, Nie Yanli has no clue, Da Sa sits on a chair in the household registration storehouse of the government office, flips through the thick booklets of people's loans, and sifts through them from beginning to end, and he has read them all together. After reading the booklet, he leaned his head back on the chair, looked at the fine dust floating in the light of the air, closed his eyes, suppressed the disappointment and emptiness in his heart, got up and left the government office quietly.

Shao Chongyou squatted halfway in the alley, and the short man in front of him looked terrified and bloody: "Young man, it's true, all the people in the city died that year, it's very strange, you have been doing this here every year I know everything, and I am doing voluntary business here again, I am not ashamed, if there is news, I will not hide it."

Shao Chongyou got up and left the alley, the jade pendant on the hilt of the sword shook slightly against the twilight.

"Master, stop urging your internal energy! Master, your meridians will be exhausted!" Nie Yanli rushed into the Qingwu Hall, held down Lu Wuxin, and forcibly sealed his acupoints, "Master, I was wrong. You heal your wounds, what? Going crazy is nonsense, don't...you can't destroy your meridians! How could..."

Lu Wuxin opened his eyes, the fundus of his eyes were blood red, which was set off by a white robe, and he seemed to be struggling: "Let go, it's hopeless... Go away!"

Nie Yanli's face was full of tears, his hands were shaking, and he knelt aside and said, "Master, is there no choice? I asked my father to offer a huge reward... There is a way, right?"

Lu Wuxin's eyes were completely filled with blood red at this moment of hesitation. He rushed to open the sealing point, held Nie Yanli with one hand, and sealed his internal energy with the other: "Why don't you go?"

When Nie Yanli woke up, the surroundings were dark, he moved, his wrists were bound by iron chains, and there was no injury on his body, but his internal energy was sealed by Lu Wuxin, and he couldn't untie it for a while.

He sat there, his mind blank.

"Amo", Lu Wuxin walked in in the dark, but he was as strange as another person, "You stay here obediently, Master will watch over you, don't look for anyone, just stay by my side."

Nie Yanli's mind exploded.

He was imprisoned for three months. After Lu Wuxin went mad, his temper changed drastically. He didn't hurt him, but he didn't mean to let him go.

It was only from this completely unfamiliar master that Nie Yanli knew what Lu Wuxin's feelings for him were.

The Qingjiang Sword Sect was in a hidden place deep in the mountains of Jiangzhou, and there was a formation outside the sect, so he didn't have any hope to call for help.

The dim light and prolonged confinement made every sleep a nightmare for him, and he felt hopeless.

His basic necessities are still normal, but not being free in the dark will make people’s minds gradually collapse. Lu Wuxin talks to him every day, but this is no longer his original master. He is afraid of Lu Wuxin, and gradually develops a strange dependence. .

Three months later, he finally heard something other than the chirping of forests and birds outside Qingwu Hall.

Shao Chongyou was dragged by the old urchin into the deep mountain. The old urchin started to curse at the middle of the thousand and nine steps, and heaved a sigh of relief after climbing up.

"It's you who want to visit your friend, why are you scolding him for building a high house?" Shao Chongyou really heard it ringing in his ears.

"Stinky boy!" The old urchin walked into the mountain gate, "Look, there are no sects or sects written on the gate, this is not low-key, coquettish!"

"Who exactly are you looking for?" Shao Chongyou was almost impatient.

The old naughty boy said angrily: "What attitude! Guess for yourself!"

However, Shao Chongyou was only 14 years old, and his self-cultivation skills were already very good, so he turned around and went shopping by himself, ignoring him.

Walking to the gate of Qingwu Hall, I heard the sound of fighting in the distance. The old naughty boy seemed to have demolished two houses. Fortunately, this sect was quite impressive, and Shao Chong still didn't bother to care about it, so he leaned on the stone beast outside the locked gate of Qingwu Hall. .

When Nie Yanli heard the sound of fighting outside, he was stunned for a while. His family was assured that Lu Wuxin would not come to look for him, but someone passing by?Someone who happens to be visiting?

He tried calling for help.

The lock outside the palace door made a knocking sound.

Someone walks in.

Nie Yanli instinctively began to feel cold all over: "Stand there! Don't come over!"

The man paused, Nie Yanli was quiet for a while, and had no choice: "Help me unseal the acupuncture point...don't turn on the lamp!"

The man hesitated for a moment, then came over.

He held Nie Yanli's hand precisely in the dark, when the sound of chains sounded, he paused for a while, and neither did Nie Yanli.

The man unsealed the acupuncture point for him, and Nie Yanli let him go out, but the man was silent for a moment, leaned over and hugged Nie Yanli.

Nie Yanli realized that she was trembling all over.

His fear gradually miraculously disappeared, and that embrace was firm and warm, like sunlight on a sunny day, pouring strength back into his body little by little.

I don't know how long it took, but the warmth in the man's arms suppressed Nie Yanli's trembling, and then she let go of her hand and took a step back: "Do you want me to take you out?"

Nie Yanli: "No, I can go."

The man left.

Shao Chongyou walked out of the Qingwu hall, followed the sound to find the old naughty boy, saw him wipe the blood on the shuriken, and came out.

The old urchin is actually not old, he is a tall, thin and handsome man, his eyes are a little dark, he looked at Shao Chongyou and said: "Why, have you never seen an old friend turn against you?"

Shao Chongyou: "What sect is this?"

The old naughty boy sneered: "Orthodox sect, don't talk about it, you have to keep it a secret."

Shao Chongyou: "What happened to your friend?"

The old naughty boy paused for a moment, then said: "Because he got mad, medicine and stones are useless, please let me clean him up."

Shao Chongyou turned his head and walked towards Qingwu Hall.

He stood in the darkness and said, "He's dead, I'll take you away."

The slightly hoarse young man's voice said: "Sect's housework, don't bother your Excellency, please go back."

When Shao Chongyou came out, the old urchin drove Shao Chongyou down the mountain: "I'll collect his body, you go back, don't look at the hall, I'll drag you up, don't you know how to take care of yourself?"

Only then did Shao Chongyou turn around and leave along the thousand and nine stone steps.

The Luanjin Tower stands in the mist, the silk and bamboo whisper, and the fragrance of rouge curls up.

Nie Yanli was lying on the beauty's back in a loose silk robe, with her eyes half closed, she felt a tall and silent figure in front of her, dusty and dusty.

He opened his eyes, looked up at the man, stretched out his hand, Shao Chong leaned over to hug him, and kissed him on the forehead: "What are you doing here?"

Nie Yanli just hugged him and got up from the couch, stood barefoot on the couch, clasped in his arms by his firm arms, bowed her head and kissed him tenderly for a moment.

Shao Chongyou said: "Fever?"

Nie Yanli responded in a low voice: "I just came back."

Shao Chongyou carried him to the couch and lay down, sat beside him and held his hand: "It's too quiet in the house, isn't it? Next time you will come with me wherever I go."

Nie Yanli smiled: "I saw your master. He came back from the Western Regions, and he knew him before."

"What did he tell you? Nine of the ten sentences are nonsense." Shao Chongyou also smiled, his eyes were full of tenderness, "Go, go home."

【Second Wenthal】

At an age that should not be remembered, a five or six-year-old boy was wearing a white light linen shirt, sitting on the big rock in front of the tent, his black hair hanging behind his shoulders, and his deep blue eyes looked at his mother and sister not far away. Come back from the river.

His horse was by the fence, wagging its tail leisurely. It was a beautiful pony with a light brown and long mane, which was given to him by his father Khan.

The twilight on the grassland is brilliant, and the city of Wensabu is not far away, so he still likes to live in a tent.

Elder Sister wore a white Manerma flower on her temples, holding Grandma's tender hand, and the two smiled at the little boy from a distance: "Wensar, go back to the city, your father is coming back today."

Wensar lightly jumped down from the stone, but the moment his toes landed, he seemed to feel the ground trembling slightly.

He looked up at his grandmother, but saw a terrified expression in the beautiful woman's eyes, desperately rushing towards him with her sister in her arms.

A black iron arrow with no visible traces hit her shoulder, followed by the second, and the third... The woman pushed the elder sister to Wensar bitterly, shouting "Run", the blood Flowing from her mouth, overflowing from her soft body, the setting sun sinks slowly, and the twilight on the grassland is always gorgeous and vast.

The sound of horseshoes trampled on the ground along with the sound of iron arrows and screams, and the cavalry roared towards them. Wensar held Sister's hand and ran non-stop. A woman stopped them halfway and stuffed them under the carriage. The woman He fell to the ground, stared at the sky with his eyes open, convulsed and lost his breath.

Wenthal and his sister hid behind the huge wheels and felt pads of the carriage. The setting sun had disappeared, and the sky was still fiery red, which was the burning light beside the tent and the city.

He saw the figure of Father Khan, tall, on horseback, leading the newly returned warriors of the tribe into the battle.

Sister asked him to stay, sneaked out of the felt pad and rushed towards Father Khan in the firelight. Wen Saer curled up under the carriage and watched as Sister was shot by a stray arrow, and Father Khan was beheaded by a general with a long halberd dismount.

Wenthal was dragged out by a big hand and wrapped in a cloak. His voice was already hoarse, his tears were drained, and he passed out.

Opening his eyes, King Khan waved his hand on the tall throne, and Wensar was brought up.

He knelt beside the throne, which was much colder than his father's.

"The Wensa tribe has been trampled down by General Qu of the Yan Kingdom. Your people are all dead. The Chilu tribe will treat you like a son. Do you want to take revenge?" King Chilu Khan asked him with his head bowed.

Wenthal raised his eyes, his dark blue eyes were full of fear, he nodded without saying a word.

He saw it, and saw the warriors of the Chilu tribe stabbing their swords into the bodies of their own people, and the Han soldiers in armor chased the warriors of the Wensa people who slaughtered the city and left.

14-year-old Wensar, wearing a short shirt and a light robe, with a sweet appearance, stomped past the Chilubu tent. Men, women and children looked at him with smiles. The woman gave him a jar of new honey, and the girls threw their colored handkerchiefs give him.

Wen Saer thanked each one politely, but kept walking, walked briskly into the king's tent, and knelt down before the throne: "King Khan."

He is already the most favored subordinate of King Chilubu Khan.

"Want to take revenge?" Chi Lu Wang asked.

Wenthal raised his head, as if he was kneeling here for the first time when he was a child. His dark blue eyes no longer had any fear. They were clear and sweet, with a trace of contemptuous hatred hidden deep in them. He nodded with a smile.

In the deep winter in northern Xinjiang, there is vastness of dry grass everywhere, and the camp of Han soldiers and horses has smoke curling up, which is the heat of tea and bonfires.

Wenthal huddled with difficulty in the streets and alleys of the town not far from the military camp. A child passed by and threw stones at him: "Beggar!"

The tall man walked into the alley, it was dusk and the east wind was cold, his combat boots were stained with mud, his steps were firm and steady, and his armor made a cold friction sound.

He squatted down, and Wenthal felt a bit of warmth around his neck, and was hugged.

The soldier at the alley sat on his horse and asked, "General, is he still alive?"

When spring came, Qu Loulan stood outside the yard and smiled at Wensar, who rushed into his arms: "Are you leaving? What does your new home look like?"

The liveliness of Suizhou City is hundreds of times warmer than that of frontier towns. The city is full of people, and there are gentle smiling faces of women beside buildings and vermilion fences.

Wen Saer was tall and slender when he walked beside Qu Loulan at night. His clothes were half-worn, and he didn't care. Qu Loulan's handsome face showed a softness that was deeper than usual: "I'll show you a friend."

At the end of the quiet alley, the door opened. She was dressed in a light white gown, her brows were like black ink, and when she smiled, her eyes were as clear as waves.

The tall pear trees in the courtyard were in bloom all over the sky, and the fragrance of pear blossoms surrounded this elegant man and fell into Wen Saer's eyes.

"who are you?"

Wenthal couldn't help asking.

Fei Lingxue smiled lightly: "Come here, let me see you."

Fei Lingxue's hands were slender and warm, without swords, blood or hatred.

"Why don't you add some decent new clothes?" Fei Lingxue touched Wensar's forehead, "These eyes."

Qu Loulan smiled and said, "Does it look like the pear blossoms in your yard reflect the sky in northern Xinjiang?"

"Lingxue, choose a name for him. He has been wandering so far, and now he has a family. It's impossible without a name." Qu Loulan poured a glass of wine.

"Jiang Hui, okay?" Fei Lingxue said, "The eyes are as beautiful as the water of the Lujiang River. Ah Hui."

Qu Loulan and Fei Lingxue were drinking tea and laughing at the stone table in the courtyard.

When it was time for spring and new wine, Wen Saer quietly looked at Fei Lingxue and Qu Loulan.

"General, I'm a foreigner. Don't you hate me when you fight against Northern Xinjiang?" He asked.

Qu Loulan laughed, and stood under the pear tree with his arms around him, looking at Fei Lingxue's hands making tea: "War is a matter between soldiers, and has nothing to do with you. No matter where you go, you are all human."

Qu Loulan returned to northern Xinjiang soon, and Fei Lingxue and Wensaer stood by the door to watch him leave the alley one by one.

"You hold the pen very steadily." Fei Lingxue held Jiang Hui's hand from behind, "But relax a bit."

The pear blossom trees are flourishing, the morning light is like water, at his new home in the city of Suizhou, Jiang Hui leans against Fei Lingxue, his soft black hair brushes against Fei Lingxue's neck, he turns his head: "After finishing this article, teach me to read poetry .”

In the courtyard in summer, cicadas were buzzing, the couch was placed under the tree, Fei Lingxue was sleeping peacefully, Jiang Hui dipped in ink at the side table, wrote a few poems, put down the pen, walked to the side of the couch, bowed his head lightly, Lightly kissed Fei Lingxue's fingers: "Poetry is not as good as you."

Jiang Hui put away his brush and ink and went into the room. Fei Lingxue's eyelashes moved slightly, but she didn't open them.

In the twilight of the northern city in autumn, Jiang Hui stood behind Fei Lingxue, wiped his wet hair, then combed it, filtered three thousand strands of black hair between his fingers, raised his hand in front of the tip of his nose and sniffed gently, Fei Lingxue turned his head, Jiang Hui Smiling at him, with deep blue eyes and jet-black hair, nostalgia was written all over his eyes.

"Lingxue, look!" Jiang Hui came in from outside, holding a branch of red plum, "The first plum blossom in the city."

Fei Lingxue stood by the desk and raised her head to smile at him: "Hands are so red, are they cold?"

Jiang Hui hugged him, and when he looked up, there seemed to be stars in his eyes: "Who am I?"

Fei Lingxue smiled and said, "Our family, Hui, what's wrong?"

Jiang Hui watched him silently, his eyes were red, Fei Lingxue frowned.

Jiang Hui approached him, kissed him, and murmured: "Fei Lingxue, what should I do?"

After a long time, Jiang Hui bid farewell to Su Le, Lin Yi picked him up and entered the customs, Jiang Hui swayed his calf on the horseback: "Where is Qu Loulan?"

Lin Yi threw a handful of pine nut candies to the boy on the side of the road, and said: "It is said that he settled in the south of the Yangtze River and lived next to a friend. Xiao Huan reserved a place for him in the Dingyuan Army, but he should retire. What about you? Don't go Looking for brother Lingxue?"

Jiang Hui smiled: "The pain I brought him was a bit more."

Lin Yi gave Jiang Hui a piece of candy, took one in his mouth, tasted it for a while and then swallowed it: "You have spent a hundred times back and forth, and King Chilu Khan and Su Le have more trust in you." , he was hurt a little bit by the past, but now that he understands, it will be fine."

"I didn't harm Su Le, didn't Qu Loulan speak for me?" Jiang Hui narrowed his eyes and looked at the pear blossoms in the courtyard of a family by the road.

"I should have written a letter. You rescued him. You made brother Xue a hostage in the city, and it was you who broke Lu Bu's plan to empty the city. After all, Su Le and Dayan owe you more."

"Brother Ling Xue is in Jiangling, you can decide whether you see him or not." Lin Yi said on horseback, "I will use this set of documents when I go south. After the work in Zhaowuying is over, we will meet again in Jiangling."

Jiang Hui saluted him and rode his horse into the distance.

【Three visits to Xiaohang】

Three days before the rebels attacked the city, Gu Xiaohang came to Duanning Palace.

Nie Yanli hadn't recovered from her illness for a few days. Hearing that she was Lin Yi's friend, she went to the front hall to meet guests.

"The Gu family only have these." Gu Xiaohang handed over a booklet, "It should be useful."

"Escort of food, grass and supplies?" Nie Yanli's pale face showed a trace of solemnity, "The anti-army has been preparing for a long time, and having this book is tantamount to revealing its deployment arrangements."

"That's right." Gu Xiaohang said.

Nie Yanli closed the booklet and said in a low voice: "The Gu family and Zhou Yanghai have been conspiring for a long time, you are coming out now to protect the Gu family?"

Gu Xiaohang shook his head, and said with a smile: "Zhou Yanghai secretly used the Gu family. My father has nothing to do about it. We will know the evidence in the future. It was Que Yang who conspired with Zhou Yanghai."

Gu Xiaohang took out a wooden box and pushed it to Nie Yanli's hand. Nie Yanli opened it, and there was an exquisite arrow in it, which was as pure and light blue as glass. After the sun passed by, it was glowing with the faint halo of spring sunset flowers. .

"This thing is called the Folding Flower Arrow. Que Yang got it from the witches of Northern Xinjiang. I don't know what it's going to be used for, but it's probably aimed at Zi Yao, so he brought it along."

"Why didn't you tell Lin Yi directly?" Nie Yanli frowned.

There was a trace of regret on Gu Xiaohang Qingjun's face: "When I saw him, I really didn't know how to speak."

Back at the Jinling Gu residence, the handsome young man in red in the study greeted him with a smile. His eyes were as black as ink, his nose bridge was high, and his outline was eight points like that of that person, and he never looked like him at all.

Gu Xiaohang opened his arms slightly, and the boy obediently fell into his arms, and asked vaguely between his lips and teeth, "Why don't you go see him again?"

Gu Xiaohang lifted the boy's chin, stared at it for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed him: "I'm afraid I can't help but keep him."

In the spring of the fourth year of Chengxi, Gu Xiaohang took over the position of the Patriarch of the Gu family. When he stayed in Huizhou, he looked at the towns in the south of the Yangtze River from the teahouse. , Actually, people can no longer think of anyone.

Downstairs in the teahouse, three teenagers in Chinese costumes pass by, each with their own charms, chatting and laughing like the past reappears.

Gu Xiaohang watched for a moment, then retracted his eyes and drank tea.

The young man beside him was leaning on Gu Xiaohang's arms, as if he was afraid of the cold and lacked energy: "You met me here back then, but you wanted to find someone else."

Gu Xiaohang's hands were a little trembling, he wrapped his outer robe tightly, pulled it into his arms, and focused on the young man with delicate eyebrows and eyes: "You have great powers, now it's just you."

The young man was hugged tightly by Gu Xiaohang, his breathing seemed to be very weak, there was a smile in his clear and narrow eyes, and his beautiful eyes gradually closed: "It would be nice if we met sooner..."

【Three Sweets】

Lin Yi hadn't seen Xiao Huan for two months since he came back from Peking University Camp. As soon as he entered Danxiao Palace and went to Fengtian Hall, he saw his majesty writing Zhu Zhui in a room with candles and stacks of papers on his desk. , as if he came here day and night.

Lin Yi felt uncomfortable all of a sudden, and strode into the main hall dressed in travel and dust, walked up the imperial steps and threw himself into Xiao Huan's open arms. The eunuch below finally saw His Majesty smiling and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Are you too busy to miss me?" Lin Yi was held in his arms and sorted and stacked the papers for him.

"It's true that I can't take care of it. In the first few days, I was thinking about sending an urgent call to get you back. These days, I was thinking about how to give the Zen seat to the person in Duanning's residence." Xiao Huan said.

Lin Yi smiled: "Your Majesty, if you change to someone else, you will become a faint king."

"I will go far away in the future, and I will accompany you in modest clothes." Xiao Huan said.

Lin Yi rubbed against his arms: "I miss you every day too."

But from the next day, Nie Yanli got into trouble and hid in Danxiao Palace to play chess with Lin Yi. After three consecutive days, Lin Yi became dizzy when he saw black and white pieces.

Xiao Huan couldn't see Lin Yi all day long, but only saw the heads and folds of the ministers, and he was also dizzy.So he took Nie Yanli out and asked, "What did you do? I will write a letter to Duanning Palace to plead with you."

Nie Yanli leaned on the pillar and said wearily: "I was also a bright pearl in Danxiao Palace back then, but now the water splashed out, His Majesty will drive me away."

Xiao Huan ignored him, and directly wanted to send someone to summon Shao Chongyou, and Nie Yanli stopped him: "Don't worry, the bloody storm in the rivers and lakes is just at the moment of your majesty's thought."

Xiao Huan didn't speak, just looked at him indifferently, Nie Yanli sighed: "I was wandering around in Suzhou, and there was a man who claimed to be the leader of the martial arts, and he had to chase after me, and beating him didn't work. I have to wait outside when I come out."

Xiao Huan was unmoved, Lin Yi followed the sound, and said with a smile: "Then you changed back into men's clothes? Are you still following you?"

Nie Yanli innocently opened her beautiful eyes: "How did the young master know that I was pretending to be a girl?"

Xiao Huan snorted coldly, Lin Yi smiled and hooked Xiao Huan's hand, and the emperor's face softened a bit.

"The problem is that I'm still chasing Lao Tzu even after changing back to men's clothes. I've already beaten him, so I can't kill him anyway. My prince doesn't know yet. If I go back to the palace, then some martial arts leader will definitely follow me. It's going to turn upside down."

Lin Yi remembered that when Nie Yanli and his pink confidants chased to the gate of the palace, Shao Chongyou sent people to drive the beauties away, and

Nie Yanli didn't show up for half a month later, and he didn't know how Shao Chongyou dealt with him. In short, Nie Yanli must have run the fastest when they met on the street after the old love debts, which shows that he was taught a profound lesson.

Lin Yi smiled bitterly: "You are in the palace, that person can't come in, but you can't stay out of the palace all the time."

Nie Yanli looked at Xiao Huan sincerely: "Your Majesty, if you don't settle this matter, Lord Hou will only be able to play chess with me for the rest of my life."

When Xiao Huan heard the words, he reached out to pull the sword on the waist of the imperial army, Lin Yi rushed over to stop it, and turned his head to see Shao Chongyou coming from the corridor, with a cold expression on his face.

Nie Yanli looked back, and immediately put on a bright smile: "Why does the prince have time to enter the palace?"

Shao Chongyou said "Farewell" to Xiao Huan and Lin Yi, and pulled Nie Yanli back to the palace.

The martial arts leader who pestered the little girl Mo Li was hung on the wall for three days before being released, and it is said that he has retired from the world since then.

Lin Yi went out of the palace on purpose. He has excellent eyesight, and he can see very clearly. The way to tie the knot of the rope for hanging people is from Shao Chongyou's hand.

But Nie Yanli failed to witness the grand occasion.

Nie Yanli was put in confinement by Shao Chongyou, honestly she couldn't get out of the door, and could hear the voices of Duanning Palace full of complaints and tears mixed with coquettish and cursing during the day and night.

Half a month later, Lin Yi lay motionless in Xiao Huan's arms amidst the lights of Yilan Palace: "Jinzhi, you haven't shown up for half a month, should I visit?"

Xiao Huan raised his chin and kissed him: "It's not suitable, don't go."

Lin Yi asked vaguely: "Did Shao Chong still put him in confinement?"

Xiao Huan said: "Probably not."

"What's the matter?" Lin Yi was still puzzled, Xiao Huan casually untied his belt: "It's just a rough guess, I really want to know?"

Lin Yi couldn't help but snuggled up to him: "What guess?"

So in the Yilan Palace, accompanied by the night wind, they also complained like weeping mixed with coquettish and cursing, and then had a good night's dream.