outside the imperial city

Three months are fleeting, no matter how reluctant you are, it's time to start tomorrow.

Bai Zeyu stood in front of the window, looking at the bamboo forest.In just three months, this bamboo grove was almost cut down by Jing Junxi, that kid.

"Grandpa Bai." Yao Fanglan said softly, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Bai Zeyu snorted softly: "Come here uninvited, and you haven't knocked on the door yet. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Yao Zanglan cut to the chase and said, "Jian Shuo told me your worries before, and I'm here to thank you for your concern about our affairs."

"So," Shirasawa turned around, "what's your answer?"

Yao Fanglan knelt down again, and said: "I'm sorry for your kindness, grandpa's descendants will be cut off when they come to me."

The man has gold under his knees, but Yao Fanglan knelt down to him again and again, Bai Zeyu couldn't bear to be too harsh on him, but said disappointedly: "You mean, you want to stay with Shuo'er even if you bear the sin of breaking the Yao family's inheritance? The ancestors of the Yao family taught that in addition to curing illnesses and saving lives, the descendants of the Yao family must put the family lineage first, have you forgotten?"

"No." Yao Fanglan said, "I just dare to ask Grandpa Bai, what do you think is the blood of my Yao family?"

Shirasawa's beard twitched.

"The Yao family has been passed down from generation to generation since ancient times." Yao Fanglan's black and white eyes reflected the candlelight, "all the secret arts have been handed down by word of mouth from the family head. During these thousands of years, many That's how the secret technique disappeared. Besides, with the implementation of the new policy, there are more and more visiting doctors. I heard that since grandpa took over as the head of the family, the number of people seeking medical treatment from Yao's family has been greatly reduced."

"If things go on like this, even if the Yao family is not wiped out, they may be at the end of their lives."

"What do you mean," Bai Zeyu paused, "to pass on the Yao family's medical skills to children with different surnames?"

"Yes." Yao Fanglan's voice was sonorous and powerful, "I want everyone in the world to know that when they come to my Yao family, they can get help from my Yao family's medical skills."

"Heh," Bai Zeyu sneered, "I'm not ashamed to say anything."

"You are quite right. What I say now sounds like an excuse for me to avoid responsibility." Yao Fanglan said, "Perhaps it is true."

"However, I have always believed that continuing the blood of my Yao family for thousands of years is the Yao family's medical skills." Yao Fanglan rolled up his sleeves, revealing the family crests of snakes and bows embroidered inside, "As long as this medical skill can be passed down, my Yao family will not be extinct."

"Did you hear?"

"Ah."

Jing Junshuo and Jing Junxi were lying on the eaves of Bai Zeyu's room with their legs crossed.They could hear the conversation in the room clearly.

"You have to learn the Yao family's medical skills well." Jing Yushuo said, "A good hand rejuvenates, sometimes, it can save people more than a sword."

Jing Junxi's body was covered with bandages, and he was still holding a bamboo sword in his arms: "Can the sword save people?"

"Of course." Jing Lishuo raised the Wuhen Sword to his eyes, and slowly pulled it away, "This sword of mine has beheaded countless people, but it also exists to save."

"Jun Xi, have you thought of what name your sword should be named?"

"Name?" Jing Junxi turned his head, "Like 'Wuhen'?"

"En." Jing Lingshuo rubbed Wuhen's sword body, "The sword itself has no name. When you give it a name, you give it a soul. Tomorrow Master will give you a sword, and then engrave your name on the sword body." .”

"But, there is no writing on the Wuhen sword?"

"This one." Jing Yanshuo put Wuhen back into the sheath in embarrassment, "I stole this sword from Master's private school. When he found it, I had already used it for a long time."

Jing Junxi clicked his tongue twice, and shook his head: "Master, it's not good for you to be like this."

"Still making trouble." Jing Lingshuo ruffled his hair, "Think about the name."

"En." Jing Junxi closed his eyes, and the cool autumn wind blew his hair.

On Liman's last night, there was no rain.

"Junxi," Bai Zeyu lit the incense burner in the corner, "You have just started with the soft sword, but there is only so much I can teach you. From now on, you have to learn by yourself, comprehend by yourself, and sharpen your sword heart Sword intent."

"Thank you, master." Jing Junxi knelt and thanked.

"Get up." Bai Zeyu pointed to the sword placed in the room, "You choose by yourself, choose the one that suits you."

Jing Junxi stood up and began to look at one by one. After a long time, he took out a handful from the wall.

But before he drew his sword out of its sheath, Bai Zeyu said, "That one won't work, that one is a soft sword."

"Oh." Jing Jun shyly put the sword back and changed it.

Before he could take a second look, Bai Zeyu said, "That one won't work, it's too heavy, it's not suitable for the soft sword."

"Oh." Jing Junxi put it back again, moved two steps, and wanted to take it down again.

"Forget it." Bai Zeyu pushed him away, took a sword from a high place and put it in his hand, "You want this one."

"..."

Jing Junxi carefully weighed the sword in his hand, neither light nor heavy, just right.

"Facing the sun, open it." Bai Zetaki urged softly.

Jing Junxi raised his sword and slowly drew it out.A cold light flashed across, Jing Junxi closed his eyes subconsciously, nothing happened.He opened one eye first, and soon opened the other due to surprise.

The sword was polished so brightly that under the sunlight, it was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Jing Junxi stroked the smooth blade: "It's so beautiful, it's you."

Bai Zeyu said proudly: "How is it? Did you think of a name?"

"I didn't think about it all night, but the moment I saw it, I knew what it should be called." Jing Junxi put the sword in Bai Zeyu's hand, "'Meteor Baiyu put it in his waist, The sword flower Qiu Lian shines out of the box', this sword is called Qiu Lian."

Bai Zeyu nodded, and went to the back room with the sword: "Wait a minute, I'll carve a name on it."

"Good name." Yao Fanglan praised.

"Jun Xi," Jing Shuo said, "Once your name is branded on it, this sword will be connected with your life. The sword is in the presence of the person, and the sword is broken?"

"Human death." Jing Junxi was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself, "Master, from today on I'm a real swordsman!"

Juechen was already waiting for them outside the house. Jing Junxi took the sword from Bai Zeyu's hand, his eyes were tearful, and he was about to cry.

"Silly boy, it's not like I won't see you again, why are you crying?" Bai Zeyu patted his head lovingly.

"I didn't cry! I promised Master that I won't cry in the future." Jing Junxi roared, "But, Master, you want to travel around the world in the future. The next time we meet, I don't know when it will be."

Yao Fanglan said comfortingly, "We will meet again if we are destined."

"Lan Lan," Bai Zeyu took a look at Yao Lan Lan, "I will entrust you to my silly apprentice and my precious disciple. They all obey you, so you have to look after them for me."

Yao Fanglan quickly clasped her fists and swore: "This time, I will definitely not disappoint Grandpa Bai."

Bai Zeyu hugged Jing Junxi, and then carried him onto the horse.

"Master, let's go then." Jing Lingshuo sat on the horse, staring at Bai Zeyu's full head of white hair.

Back then, he was still black haired, and in the blink of an eye, so many years had passed.

"Shuo'er, you are my pride." Bai Zeyu said with a smile, "Go, take care of yourself."

Jing Lishuo gritted his teeth, turned around, and rode away.

Bai Zeyu returned to the house, picked up the burden that he had prepared earlier, picked a dark purple flower and put it in his arms, then closed the sword shop, and walked in the opposite direction smartly.

"Ruozhi, let's go too."

Yao Zanglan hugged Jing Lishuo's waist, and looked back.

"Junxi," Jing Junshuo squeezed Jing Junxi's face with one hand, "Cry out if you feel too uncomfortable."

"No need." Jing Junxi was a little depressed, and his voice was much lower, "Master Zu didn't want me to cry either."

Yao Zanglan pressed her face to Jing Lishuo's back.

Jing Lingshuo wondered, "Why, you feel uncomfortable too? I don't feel uncomfortable at all."

"No," Yao Fanglan's lips were very close to his lips, wanting to kiss or not, "I miss you."

Jing Lingshuo's eyes darkened.

Both of them are new to love, so it's inevitable that they will know the taste, and they don't dare to mess around in Bai Zeyu's house.When Yao Zanglan said this, Jing Lingshuo also felt that he missed him so much that he turned his head and was about to kiss him.

"You!" Jing Junxi blushed and roared angrily, "I'm still here! I'm still here alive!"

Seeing that he had regained his vitality, Yao Zanglan chuckled and shrank back, avoiding Jing Shuo's kiss.

"This is just like you." Yao Fanglan poked Jing Junxi's waist from behind.

Jing Junxi thought for a while before reacting: "Young Master Yao, thank you! But next time, please use a simple and direct way to comfort someone."

Jing Yanshuo laughed dumbfoundedly, and shook his head helplessly.

The three of them walked until dusk before finding an inn to stay.In order not to arouse suspicion, Jing Shuo still asked for three rooms.

I wanted to relive the old dream, but Yao Fanglan was not in the room, there was only a note on the bed.

"I have something to go out late at night. Don't read."

Jing Yanshuo couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

Yao Fanglan jumped onto a big tree.Having suffered losses twice, Yao Fanglan stayed away from the inn this time.A man in black fell into a tree.

"I still can't say what happened to Prince Li." The man in black said, "However, I can tell you that there have been great changes in Jingyang City. The Prime Minister's Party and the Qinwang Party are colluding, and their power is getting bigger and bigger. "

Yao Fanglan bit her finger: "Really, this is troublesome."

He reckoned that Bei Qianling's release should be related to the exclusion of the Li Wang Party.Assuming that Emperor Shaoxuan found out about the Queen's massacre of the ancestor King Jinyuan and his wife, then he probably wanted to protect Bei Qianling so that he deliberately prevented him from returning to Jingyang.

"One more thing, Lord Li asked me to convey it." The man in black said, "The Qianyuan you are going to is now under the control of a woman surnamed Wang. The mistress of the richest Wang family, but in fact, she already exists like a city lord in the city."

"City owner?" Yao Fanglan nodded, "What else?"

The man in black said: "There is one more thing, that is, we have seen red horses near the place where you live."

"There are red horses?" Yao Fanglan frowned.

"We had a fight with them two days ago. But there were no casualties on either side."

Yao Fanglan took out the wood carving Bei Qianling gave him from his sleeve.Crimson horse.

"I see, thanks."