Brother, don't make trouble if you lose your memory

fish. "

Lin Jichuan said with some embarrassment: "However, my junior brother and I both saw the red carp that day, so he fell into it from the pavilion. Otherwise, let us take another look."

After hesitating for a while, Mu Ruhang said: "Well, you guys can take a look again for yourself."

Before Ren Yichen's hand was ready, Lin Jichuan took off his outer shirt, and stepped into the airtight pond covered by lotus leaves lightly and deftly.

He took a deep breath and dived to the bottom of the pool.

With flickering waves, Lin Jichuan reluctantly opened his eyes to check, and found that the roots of the lotus and the bottom of the pond were, as Ren Yichen said, blank.It seems that what Mu Ruhang said is true, he thought.

He wanted to swim forward, but the pool looked small, but it was very deep.Lin Jichuan's water quality was mediocre, so he had to float up to take a breath before continuing to dive.

Pushing aside the lotus stems with both hands, he saw a hidden and dazzling red in the green eyes.

Red carp!

Lin Jichuan held back his excitement and swam towards the red color. Sure enough, a red carp wagging its tulle-like tail was quietly perched on the root of a clump of lotus leaves.

Lin Jichuan tried not to disturb it and stretched out his hand, but before it touched it, the red carp wagged its tail in an instant and disappeared into the depths of the intertwined lotus stems.

"Huh!" Lin Jichuan gasped for a while after floating up, and then he said to the two people on the shore, "I can't help it, it swam away, and I'll catch it when I'm ready next time."

Mu Ruhang handed over a bath towel: "Is there really a red carp in it?"

Lin Jichuan nodded.

He asked again, "Why did you catch that fish?"

Ren Yichen looked up at Lin Jichuan, with pleading eyes.Lin Jichuan had no choice but to say: "This... I'm really sorry, Brother Mu, I can't disclose this matter."

Mu Ruhang nodded understandingly: "It's okay. But you better catch it before the lotus pond disappears, otherwise I don't know if that fish will still be there."

Lin Jichuan said, "I understand, thank you."

When he came back after changing his clothes, he found some files piled up on the table.Mu Ruhang was flipping through a roll, frowning.

"What happened?" Lin Jichuan asked.

Mu Ruhang sighed and said: "The murder happened again. I heard that it is in the capital of Yixian near Kangcheng. You know that although it is the boundary of Confucianism, it is still under the jurisdiction of Kangcheng. It just happened to be near the city of Sanjiao Yuqin The previous Xiaoqin meeting will be held, and the government is in such a hurry that something happened at this time, and a death order has been issued, so we must find out before the Xiaoqin meeting."

Lin Jichuan clicked his tongue: "Haven't we already locked Fushejiang? Why don't we just find out which inn she is in, and come tonight to catch a turtle."

However, Mu Ruhang didn't say anything, he just murmured: "Even... it might not be her."

Ren Yichen and Lin Jichuan looked at each other, and looked at him suspiciously.

"I..." Mu Ruhang hesitated for a while, then sighed: "Forget it, I will explain this to the government. As for the night attack plan, let's talk about it later."

Lin Jichuan looked at his profile, and suddenly said, "Brother Mu doesn't practice swords, does he?"

Mu Ruhang was stunned for a moment, but still said: "Ah? Yes, I have never used a sword before, and I only know a little bit of boxing and kicking."

Lin Jichuan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

When Mu Ruhang went out to the yamen to reply, Ren Yichen said to Lin Jichuan: "I have seen his hands, they are different from yours."

Lin Jichuan touched the thin calluses on his hands, and said while thinking: "Indeed, his hands are not like those who practice swords at all. But..." He pulled out a hairpin from his head and drew a jade pendant on the table The shape of the jade pendant: "The lotus jade pendant that he dropped, judging from the weaving of the rope, it is obviously an ornament tied to the scabbard."

For some reason, Ren Yichen recalled the figure that appeared in his dream.The sword stuck in the snow didn't seem to have any ornaments.

He vaguely felt that there was an inexplicable connection between the two.

"Hey, why are you in a daze?" Lin Jichuan asked.

Ren Yichen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered something, and took out the changed string of beads from his bosom: "Look, Master's beads have changed like this yesterday."

Lin Jichuan stared at the beads for a long time before he frowned and said, "Is this the magic that Youtan Sanskrit is casting?"

He touched the smooth and shiny surface of the Buddha beads, and the golden light of the Seven Buddhas Extinguishing Sin Mantra indistinctly became more intense.

It's night, Fengtong Inn.

Lin Jichuan kept it from Mu Ruhang, and after making inquiries, he went to the inn where Fushejiang was staying alone at night.

After he entered the inn, he ordered a cup of wine and drank slowly. After waiting for the number of guests downstairs to decrease, he went upstairs to the guest room.

Before coming here, Lin Jichuan recalled all the strange behaviors of Mu Ruhang, thinking that he was concealing some facts, which might be related to the Fushejiang and Qinsheng murder cases.

This is why he came to Fushejiang today.

There are only four rooms in the upper room, two of which are empty.

Lin Jichuan quietly came to the door of the two rooms and listened attentively.In a room, there was the sound of a man and a woman talking, and after a while, there was the sound of undressing, and the candle was extinguished.

Lin Jichuan came to the remaining room in embarrassment.

There was a faint yellow candlelight in the room.Lin Jichuan had already restrained his breath when he went upstairs, and now he put his ear on the door.

The room was not completely silent, someone was talking in a low voice, and the voice became louder and louder from the beginning.When Lin Jichuan heard this, he felt like he was arguing fiercely.

"...You just planted the blame on me for this? Despicable and shameless!" It was the voice of a woman gnashing her teeth.

"Oh, maybe it was at the beginning, but what happened afterwards? I didn't give you all the stigma. Don't you dare to say that?" The other woman was obviously calm, her voice was slightly lower, lazy and charming.Lin Jichuan quickly recognized it as Fushejiang.

"If it wasn't for you...if you hadn't framed me...I wouldn't, I wouldn't...you bitch!" The woman's voice was agitated, gasping for breath, Lin Jichuan could hear the smack in her words Strong hatred, and even felt the murderous aura released by her.

Facing her resentment, Fushejiang just sneered and said, "Yes, I just want him to destroy you with his own hands. I just want to see you hate each other until you die!" up.

"Fushejiang! Damn you, I want you to die! I want you to pay for your crimes!" There was the sound of fighting in the room, tables and chairs collided, cups fell to the ground, and suddenly the lute sounded, and the woman cried out in pain With a sound, Lin Jichuan heard the sound of liquid splashing on the ground, and he could not help but take a small step forward.

With this small step, Fushejiang was keenly aware: "Who?!"

The door of the room was broken in response, and Fushejiang looked at Lin Jichuan standing outside the door with a sullen jade pipa in his arms.

"It's you again," she paused, looked Lin Jichuan up and down for a while, and when her eyes stayed on his neck, she suddenly smiled coquettishly: "I really don't know how to live or die, so I'll give you a ride!"

Out of the corner of Lin Jichuan's eyes, he saw another woman in the room also holding a sword, and then attacked Fushe River.

However, facing the attack of the two, Fushejiang just sneered, and said loudly to the blonde woman, "I'll be waiting for you at Qiandenghui!"

Then she turned the cloud hand and hooked the strings of the pipa, and the sound waves that shook hit the woman who had just been injured.Seeing that Lin Jichuan was about to stab herself, she raised a handful of powder from her arms——

Lin Jichuan could only smell the familiar scent of lotus and sandalwood, and then he felt severe pain on his skin that touched the powder.

"Ahhh!" The long sword was released, and Lin Jichuan covered his face and neck in pain, his hands were immediately covered with blood and exfoliated skin!

Through the eyes blurred with blood, he could only see the blond woman with the sword struggling to push him out of the encirclement of powder, while still struggling with Fushejiang to support her.Seeing the one-armed blond woman being knocked into the wall by Fushejiang, her mouth vomited red, a sharp energy suddenly rushed straight out of the window!

"Brother!"

Ren Yichen rushed to Lin Jichuan anxiously, and was stunned after seeing the horrific injuries on his body.

"I'm fine... let's go!" Lin Jichuan reluctantly grabbed his hand, and Ren Yichen carried it on his back. Blood continued to flow from the wound, staining their clothes red.With wet eyes, Ren Yichen rushed out of the inn with Lin Jichuan on his back.

The blond woman took advantage of the chaos and escaped when Ren Yichen came in.

At that moment, on the other side, Mu Ruhang was holding a shiny and white jade flute with a lotus jade pendant in his hand, and was resisting the sound of Fushejiang's pipa with the sound of the flute.

"Mu Ruhang?" Fushejiang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Why did you appear here?"

Mu Ruhang didn't answer, but pressed lightly with his fingertips, and the soft sound of the flute hit the sound of the piano. Fushejiang didn't want to fight, and jumped out of the window after hastily dialing a note on the jade pipa.

Mu Ruhang stopped playing the flute, walked up to a broken lamp, and frowned as he looked at the traces that had been split by the sound Fushejiang dialed before leaving.

He raised the jade flute and looked at the hanging lotus jade pendant. The newly replaced rope was beautiful and strong.Mu Ruhang touched the jade flute and jade pendant that hadn't been played for a long time, and a tear fell down.

Lin Jichuan was lying on Ren Yichen's back, the peeling area on his body was burning hotly on his clothes, and at the same time, there were many wounds on his body that were beginning to burst. The smell of lotus and sandalwood mixed with the smell of blood made him feel uncomfortable. Moaned out.

"Brother, I will definitely save you...it's okay..." Ren Yichen said with tears streaming down his face as he rushed to Mu Ruhang's house.

Lin Jichuan weakly raised a hand and touched his head.

He remembered how he used to run home with the seriously injured Ren Yichen on his back like this.

At that time, Ren Yichen couldn't say a word on his back, the blood was clogged in his throat, and there were patches of bright red blood on both of them.At that time, the way home was the same as now, with a big and round moon and a cold and clear wind.He remembered that he didn't say anything at that time, but just carried Ren Yichen behind his back and used lightness kung fu, hoping in his heart to go faster, and faster——

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!" In a daze, he heard Ren Yichen calling him in a crying voice, but he didn't even have the energy to blink.

His consciousness quickly plunged into darkness.

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☆、Chapter 26

In the piano house, a woman in a lavender fairy dress is sitting on a straw pillow and playing the piano.What she plays is a lyre with black lacquer and gold lacquer depicting Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake.With the woman's plain hands flipping, the sound of the piano gurgled like flowing water.

Ruan Shaoyan, Lin Cai and Bo Zhi were all sitting upright on the straw pillows like everyone else, listening to the performance of the woman in purple.

When the woman played, her posture was calm and elegant, and her gestures were complex and changeable.Although it was a fast-paced piece, she still played it calmly.

A few bright white pear blossoms bloomed on the cuffs of the narrow sleeves, appearing and disappearing with her movements.As she lowered her eyes and stared at the clanging strings, she could clearly see the long eye tails drawn with snails, which were slightly raised, like the antennae of a butterfly.

"It's amazing. This song "Tsugami Ori Tune" focuses on the test of the luthier's hand speed. It is required to be able to use three small hook fingers and Daxing hands at the same time, and play two chords. It is not considered superior if it is one note short. It seems that this female skill is very powerful, so she can play this song so smoothly."

Someone at the next table was sighing with emotion in a low voice, and the other person sitting next to him said, "Not only that, look at the qin she uses, the picture of Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake painted by Zhu Jinqi, isn't it the famous qin Ting Ye!"

"Famous piano listening to the night? Could it be that she is the head of the true Confucianism and learning of the piano——Changhong listening to Yeyi Quying?"

The man immediately began to talk endlessly: "It's her! 17 years ago, Yi Qu Ying played the long song "Preface to Ying Tiao" with this famous piano Ting Ye, and won the title of "Three Teaching Royal Qin" in one fell swoop. Leader of the meeting!"

Lin Cai listened to their lively conversation, and looked at Yi Qu Ying who had finished playing on the stage and was holding the piano to salute.

"Since Yi Quying won that year, she has never participated in any of the Three Teachings Yuqin Competition. But now it seems that she may participate this year, and she has great hopes of winning again." said the man at the next table. The volume was too loud for a moment, and even Yiquying on the stage looked sideways.

Sitting on the side, Lin Cai felt a little embarrassed, so he leaned over and said kindly to the man, "Brother, can you please keep your voice down..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a short and dense cracking sound, and Lin Cai's eyes were suddenly clouded with blood!

"Murder!!!"

Bo Zhi's sharp eyes and hands quickly dragged Lin Cai aside.Everyone looked at the man who was spurting blood in fear, and fled outside the piano house while screaming.

Ruan Shaoyan looked at the dead man stiffly all over her body, she held Lin Cai's hand tightly, and let Bo Zhi drag the two of them out of the piano house.

"What's wrong with you?" Leaving the piano house, Bo Zhi asked her suspiciously.

Ruan Shaoyan panted, staring at the blood on her son's head and face, closed her eyes weakly, and whispered that it was all right after a while.

Lin Cai wailed while wiping the blood from his head: "Oh my God! How could this happen!" Bo Zhi rolled his eyes, took out a handkerchief from his bosom and handed it to him.

"Let's go quickly." Ruan Shaoyan said suddenly.

Bo Zhi glanced at her: "Actually, I haven't told you that any place with the sound of the piano is very dangerous."

Ruan Shaoyan sighed, "Then it's too late for you to say that."

The three went back to the inn, Lin Cai couldn't wait to get into the room to wash his hair and take a shower, Ruan Shaoyan and Bo Zhi were sitting outside, both of them were speechless.

After a while, Ruan Shaoyan said: "This kind of thing happened back then, and I didn't really see it until today." She paused, and said: "The sound of the piano. I didn't expect that after so long, she would actually Still killing people in this way."

Bo Zhi frowned and asked, "You seem to know who did it?"

Ruan Shaoyan said in a low voice, "It's that singer, Lan Zeyuan, who came to Fushejiang."

Bo Zhi was stunned for a moment.

She looked at Ruan Shaoyan with complicated eyes, opened her mouth without saying a word, but still didn't say a word.

"You... How did you know it was her?" He finally couldn't help asking.

Ruan Shaoyan said: "I have fought her before... I can't be wrong, it must be her."

Looking at her side face, Bo Zhi swallowed the words in his mouth.

Lin Cai came out wiping her dripping hair.

"Mom, are we leaving tomorrow? Don't you want to finish watching the Xiaoqin meeting?" He asked.

Ruan Shaoyan said: "No, it's too dangerous, let's go directly to Wangjing, there are not many roads. A lively place is always safer."

Lin Cai laughed when he heard the words: "Hey, someone told me that before." He looked at Bo Zhi, but the other party didn't reply, just lowered his head and was thinking about something.

"Xiao Cai, go out and help your mother buy a curtain... Forget it, I'll go by myself." Ruan Shaoyan was about to stand up, but she felt dizzy, and she fell back on the chair again.

Bo Zhi took his hand and asked, "Your body Qi is not flowing smoothly, what's going on?"

Ruan Shaoyan shook her head wearily: "It's okay, Fushejiang was hit by a poisonous needle back then, and some residual poison can't be forced out, and it doesn't affect anything."

"How is this going to work? What if it's a chronic toxin. I'll help you treat it." Bo Zhi couldn't help but dragged her away.

Lin Cai said as she went out, "Mother, I'll go out and buy it for you!"

He walked from the inn to the street. There were many vendors on both sides, and the various goods were dizzying.Lin Cai read it as he walked, and bought a copy of Jianghu Daily to read it.

"Huh, this is about... a strange murder that has lasted for many years?" Lin Cai stopped under the tree holding the newspaper.

He hurriedly scanned every line on the paper.

"...For more than seventy years, hundreds of cases of bursting and bleeding to death have been reported in various places in Daqi. The investigation is all about martial arts disputes, and it is still an unsolved case." Lin Cai read the words in the newspaper and shook his head.

"The dead are all from the martial arts world, and they all heard piano music performances before they died. The martial arts community thinks it should be the same as what happened 22 years ago... huh? Why are there no more words?!"

Lin Cai tossed the newspaper over and over, helplessly looking at the last edition of the Jianghu Daily that the newspaper dealer had sold him, sighed, and stuffed it into his pocket.

He walked around and found out the address of Muli's shop with a shop, then turned and walked deep into the street.

This is a quiet street full of apricot trees, narrow alleys with whitewashed walls, covered with gray tiles, and clumps of light green leaves stretching in and out from the top of the wall, forming a wide canopy.

The Muli shop is the one at the deepest end of the street.

Lin Cai was walking on the flat stone road, except for the sound of his own footsteps in the alley, the only sound was the wind blowing the leaves and rustling.At this time, he inadvertently looked up at the wall on the left, and he was so frightened that he ran forward immediately!

"Ahhhhh!!"

Seeing that the man was standing on the white wall and staring at him, Lin Cai reacted in time and wanted to call for help while running, but the figure jumped down from the wall and easily hit him on the back of the neck.

Lin Cai passed out without saying a word.

The blond woman lifted his collar, carried him up the wall, and disappeared into the thick bushes.

After Bozhi helped Ruan Shaoyan expel the remaining toxin, she temporarily fell into a deep sleep.He sat alone for a long time, until the night darkened, but Lin Cai was still nowhere to be seen.

"You can go for so long just to buy something!" Bo Zhi thought with a headache.

After about a stick of incense, he gradually felt something was wrong.

Looking at Ruan Shaoyan who was still resting on the bed, Bo Zhi decided to go out to look for Lin Cai immediately.

He ran around on the street, and after finding out the address of Mu Li's shop, he rushed into the alley.

In the middle of the night, there was no one in the alley, and the full moon shone brightly on a dark road, reflecting all kinds of strange shadows.Bozhi stood at the entrance of the alley for a moment, then walked in.

As he walked, he carefully observed every plant and tree in the alley.He didn't find any clues until he reached the closed Muli shop at the end.

"This is a dead end." He thought for a while, then returned the same way, this time he looked at the walls and trees on both sides.

Soon, he found a silver thread reflected by the bright moon on a tree.

"Qin string?" He twirled one and looked at it, his face became ugly.

There was still a small piece of paper tied to the strings tied to the branch, Bo Zhi took it off and took a look, then immediately jumped off the wall.

Not far from Yixiandu's piano house, there is a bamboo grove. The blond-haired luthier is sitting lightly on a bamboo branch. She is wearing a simple and elegant snow-green thin shirt, and there is still only a simple enamel Huasheng on her hair.Lin Cai was tied up with a rope by her and hung in mid-air. He hadn't woken up from his coma yet.

Bo Zhi soon arrived at the bamboo forest. When he saw Lin Cai's appearance, he looked gloomy at the blond woman sitting above.

The blond woman raised her eyebrows and said, "You are the one who came."

"Let him go." Bo Zhi said coldly.

The blond woman raised one hand and held the rope that bound Lin Cai. She untied the knot tied to the bamboo branch and wrapped it around her hand a few times.

"I just wanted to tell you something," she said.

Bo Zhi sarcastically said: "What can you say? About those people you killed?"

"Heh." The blond woman smiled sadly, her eyes fell on Bo Zhi, who was dressed in black and wore a half wooden mask: "Do you think they were all killed by me?"

"Isn't it?" Bo Zhi asked back.

The blond woman looked at him expressionlessly, and said, "Then why don't you think Fushejiang did it? Because she is from the same organization as you, isn't it?"

Bo Zhi's eyes suddenly became dangerous, he secretly held the soft whip in his sleeve, without saying a word.

"Don't pretend, I knew her earlier than you. Fushejiang is a slut! You are the same as her!" The blond woman let go of her hand suddenly, and Lin Cai walked several meters straight fell from a tall bamboo branch.

Bo Zhi's expression froze, and his figure moved accordingly.The soft whip swung out, wrapping around Lin Cai's falling body.But he soon let out a muffled snort, and a bright and thin string pierced through his shoulder!

The old wound cracked again, the strings were stained red with blood, and the shoulders were also entangled, and the flesh and blood were strangled in the strings.Bozhi gritted his teeth and hugged Lin Cai with one hand, and took out an iron dart piece from the skirt of his clothes with the other and cut the strings of the piano.

Taking back the broken strings, the blond woman said: "That bitch Fushejiang is in Cannes now, and I will go find her. As for you, how long do you want to deceive that woman? Your task is just to lure them Go to Dongxiang, so that she can silence her."

Bo Zhi pursed his lips and stared at her.

"Do you want to know who I am?" The blond woman stood up from the bamboo branch.

Bozhi was sweating non-stop because of the pain of the wound, he didn't even look at her, he just said: "So and so you love."

"You will know my name. 22 years ago, I was a frightening nightmare in the martial arts world." The blond woman couldn't help stroking her empty sleeve when she said this.She looked at Bo Zhi, who had begun to tremble slightly, and her lips trembled.

Seeing the woman's sleeves fluttering and disappearing into the bamboo forest, Bo Zhi finally heaved a sigh of relief, stepped back in embarrassment and fell on the soft ground.

He gasped and covered his shoulder injury, which was now numb, and his whole body began to feel weak.He thought that there should be poison in the strings.

The back of Lin Cai's neck was red, but he was still laying on the side unconsciously.

Bo Zhi's vision gradually blurred, he stared at the ridiculously large full moon in the sky, and thought over and over in his mind what the blond woman said just before she left.

"My name is Poluo Qinya, Dongsheng Shenzhou Martial Arts World, the life-saving Qinji of the Twelve Profound Sounds."

☆、Chapter 27

The head of Daqi County, Shenfu.

On the fifth day of August, the summer heat has not gone.

Across the indistinct painting screen, a man in red clothes and black hair is leaning on the railing of the restaurant.Pushing aside the heavy bead curtains, he held the bottle in his hand, looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the street below, and drank the thin wine in the bottle in one gulp.

A white cockatoo flitted across the treetops, nestled in a mass of magnolia flowers, croaked a few times, and soon spread its wings and flew away.Fu Junshu lifted the bead curtain on the silver hook, and casually glanced downstairs, but was taken away by this glance.

Looking through the swaying Ge curtains and flower trees, Fu Junshu saw him.The silk brocade white robe is painted with frost, snow and ink bamboo, and the hairpin of Xiuyan jade bamboo branches is loosely rolled up. A pair of gentle eyes are watching the young man in dark clothes beside him with a faint smile. His lips open and close as if saying wearing something.

There was still a little beer wine in the cup in Fu Junshu's hand, and as soon as he let go, the bronze bottle fell downstairs.

Seeing that the wine cup was about to hit the head of the dark-clothed young man, the white-robed youth waved his hand casually, and his sleeves flew, and the wine glass was broken into pieces one after another.

At this moment, Fu Junshu lightened his feet, Lianju jumped down, and landed steadily in front of the two of them from the restaurant.His sleeves brushed against the cheeks of the young man in white robes, carrying the undisguised aroma of ambergris.

When he landed, the blue hair of the young man in white robe immediately scattered, and Fu Junshu also had a hairpin from Xiuyan jade bamboo in his hand.He looked at the young man with a cold expression on his face, and passed the hairpin over, with an unquestionable firmness in his hand hanging in mid-air.

The boy in deep clothes was also taken aback by the accident just now, and at this moment he deeply felt the turbulent undercurrent between the two.I had no choice but to smile stiffly and open my mouth to break the dullness: "Master Shen Zhuxiu, is this young man an old acquaintance of yours?"

Shen Zhuxiu's hair was disheveled, and she didn't reach out to take the hairpin. She just looked at Fu Junshu coldly, pursed her lips and said nothing.Fu Jun expressed his sadness, so he could only smile at the young man in deep clothes: "Well, we lost contact many years ago because of a small conflict, and it has been seven years in ten years. It is not easy to meet again today, but I am eager to reunite Keep going."

"This, this way...then, my lord..." The dark-clothed boy looked at Shen Zhuxiu who was still silent, and frowned in embarrassment.Fu Junshu shook his head slightly at him, pulled Shen Zhuxiu's sleeve, regardless of his struggle, pulled him away.

"My lord...!" The boy in deep clothes stood there stunned, watching the backs of the two people pulling away, he was stunned for a moment.

A simple green-cone carriage is parked under the restaurant.Fu Junshu pushed Shenzhuxiu in, and then ordered the coachman to drive the horse.

Their black hair was intertwined, and Fu Junshu was leaning on the soft pillow, playing with the bamboo hairpin in his hand, looking at the face on the opposite side that had not changed in memory.

"Give me back the hairpin."

Shen Zhuxiu turned his head and looked at the light-colored picture on the wall of the car. He had seen the Chu-color picture scroll about Chang Ge's pregnant Caiwei many times.

Fu Junshu leaned forward, the two of them touched their foreheads, and looked straight into his eyes: "What should I call you now? It's Lord Shenzhuxiu, or, mine, Guisi. "

No one moved.Shen Zhuxiu looked at him calmly, and suddenly sighed: "You shouldn't be like this, Your Majesty. It's ridiculous for you to be like this. Give me back the hairpin. Like you, I still have many things to deal with."

When Fu Junshu heard the words, he just hooked the corners of his lips, turned him around, took out a comb from the small wooden cabinet beside him, and combed his hair himself.

"...Fu Junshu, you don't have to do this." Shen Zhuxiu grabbed his hand on her shoulder.

He lowered his eyes, stared at the Nine Phoenix Tuan flower blanket that was spread in the car, and said intermittently: "I help you, not for any reason... You don't have to do this. If you think I will threaten you..." Before he finished speaking, He was hugged tightly by Fu Junshu from behind.

For a long, long time, the two of them didn't say a word.

Shen Zhuxiu's body stiffened, only feeling that the back of her neck was wet.The hot tears burned him, so that he had no way to retreat.

He began to tremble, and his weak body was held by Fu Jun Shuquan in his arms.The carriage seems to have turned into a bumpy cabin, just like the one he took when he left, it is a wandering tear.

After a long time, Fu Junshu let go, and turned his back to support his forehead, as if he didn't know why he lost his composure.

"Come back with me and have a look before you leave." He almost begged.

Shen Zhuxiu sighed in his heart, he said: "Your Majesty, you really don't have to do this. If you let me go, I will go."

The carriage entered the path along the side gate of the imperial city.

The two got out of the car and walked on the stone road in the palace one after the other.Shenzhuxiu has tied up her hair again, and Fu Junshu has returned to normal, but her eyes are slightly red.

No matter how the world changes, this imperial city seems to have always maintained its original style.

Shen Zhuxiu looked at those plain-colored eaves and upturned corners in a daze, and the decorative bronze stove top was tied with red ribbons. Yanghua, Baitang, pigeon tree, calamus and small petaled cherry occasionally jumped out a few times. Kingfishers are all familiar sights from before.

After crossing Zhuqiao, they came to the Zhushan House with a tacit understanding.

It has been renovated, and the agarwood plaque is still simple and elegant, engraved with three characters written by Shen Zhuxiu himself.

Fu Junshu pushed open the bamboo gate and walked around the lush bamboo forest and mica mountain. There used to be many aquatic plants growing in the lake in the past. Because no one took care of it, it almost submerged the base of the octagonal pavilion.Now it's clean and fresh, with only one or two lotus flowers out of bud.

The two stepped into the pavilion, Fu Junshu brought out a set of pear wood tea set, scooped water from a blue and white porcelain pot and burned it.

"The big-leaf jasmine newly offered this year is your favorite." Fu Junshu said while filling the teapot with tea.

Shen Zhuxiu silently watched his smooth and coherent movements.

When the water boiled, Fu Jun said: "I haven't seen you in 17 years, but your status in Confucianism is so high. The name Shenzhuxiu... should be one of the four Confucian gentlemen."

Shen Zhuxiu happened to catch a glimpse of the ebony fan stuck in the skirt of his clothes, and her heart suddenly contracted with pain.He turned his head to look at the steaming teapot, and said, "Yes. You... How are you doing recently?"

Fu Junshu laughed: "Of course I'm fine, if I'm not good, Da Qi will be finished."

The two of them were speechless for a while, only hearing the sound of boiling water, which was like an irregular heartbeat.Fu Junshu picked up the teapot and poured water, the aroma of tea came up, and his hand holding the tea lid trembled slightly.

Fu Junshu finished pouring the tea, and took out a jade tablet from his sleeve: "This is for you, next time you come...you can enter directly."

Shen Zhuxiu accepted the jade plaque as he wished, looked at Fu Junshu's drooping face, and said, "Your Majesty...after drinking this cup of tea, please let the grassroots leave, so as not to delay your majesty's administration." Besides, I also want to return to Confucianism as soon as possible."

Fu Junshu's hand holding the teacup shook, and the cup fell to the ground, spilling out a lingering fragrance.

"...Do we have to be so unfamiliar with each other?" Fu Junshu asked sadly.

Shen Zhuxiu sighed.He looked across at the man who grew up with him since he was a child. He was a childhood playmate, and he was even the king of a country.

"Then what does Your Majesty want to discuss with the grass people?" Shen Zhuxiu asked.

Fu Junshu clenched his fists, his whole body was cold, as if the rainy night 17 years ago was bone-chilling.He picked up the silk fan from the thin wet and cold stagnant water on the ground, his eyes were filled with hazy white silk rain curtains, and the blue and purple painful sky made him unable to see any colors clearly.

"What's wrong with him?" Fu Junshu suddenly sneered, "What do you call him, that wicked son?"

At this time, the tea that no one tasted was gradually cooling down, and the aroma of jasmine was also gone.

Just when Fu Junshu thought he would never speak again, Shen Zhuxiu spoke.

"Ping Shu. His name is Ping Shu." He said.

Fu Junshu's eyes turned red all of a sudden, he turned around tremblingly, after a moment of silence, he suddenly hissed: "How could you agree to that kind of request?!"

Shen Zhuxiu's tears fell.

Before he had time to wipe away his tears, he hurriedly said: "The grass-roots leave."

Staggering out of the Zhushan house, Shen Zhuxiu wanted to rush out of the impoverished imperial palace.However, the exit was too far, it was too far, and he couldn't seem to get out no matter what.

Fu Junshu sat alone in the pavilion expressionlessly, tears dripping down his face and onto the lapel of his clothes.He pulled out the ebony-boned silk fan, unfolded it with a clatter, looked at the picture of frost, snow and black bamboo on it, and poured himself a cup of cold tea.

When the tea was full, Fu Junshu picked it up and took a big sip. Facing the empty pavilion, he just said, "Good tea."

The young man in dark clothes waited under the tree of the restaurant. After an unknown amount of time, he vaguely saw the figure of Shen Zhuxiu walking towards him.

"Master Shenzhuxiu, you are finally back!" The young man almost burst into tears, he followed Shenzhuxiu and said, "My lord, the Confucian sect has been sending people to look for you just now, telling you to go back quickly... ..."

Shen Zhuxiu took a breath, and said in a low voice, "Understood, let's go back to Xiangfu first."

Seeing this, the young man didn't dare to say another word, so he had to follow behind Shen Zhuxiu step by step, looking at his back and secretly wondering.

As night fell, the gate of Confucianism and Confucianism was lit up. When Shen Zhuxiu led the young man in, the Confucian scholars who held the lamps at the gate bowed their bows and saluted him.

"You go back first, I will discuss with the master about the matter of the Xiaoqin meeting."

After letting go of the panic-stricken young man, Shen Zhuxiu didn't go to see the master immediately, but went back to the room with heavy steps.

He laid himself down on the bed, closed his eyes and fell into a light sleep.

"Master? Master..."

I don't know how long it took, someone called him softly in a trance, Shen Zhuxiu slowly opened his sore eyes, asked without looking at him: "Ping Shu?"

The young man said in a low voice, "Master, when you were still dealing with the affairs of the local Confucianism in the Shenfu in the morning, the master has been looking for you."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Shen Zhuxiu sat up from the bed, put on her robe and left in a hurry.

After sending him away, Ping Shu lit up all the lamps in the room.His thin and delicate eyebrows looked like a statue made of jade under the candlelight, with a jade crown and ribbon, and elegant robes embroidered with