The Record of the Blackening of Traitors

After leaving Zangshu Pavilion, Liancheng was dragged by the snow dragonfly, and walked all over the mountains and plains.

The snow dragonfly loves flowers, and picks them when they see some "beautiful", and destroys flowers with harsh hands, without any pity.When he returned to Xuelou, Liancheng was completely hung up, wrapped in flowers so that only his eyes were watching the road outside, and he also carried a pheasant that was too late to move.

Along the way, the butterflies and bees kept making troubles, attracting attention.

Xuan Lingzi would never miss watching Liancheng make a fool of himself, and as expected he leaned forward laughing, Liancheng resolutely kicked him out.

Snow Dragonfly Xingqi, one of Xuan Lingzi's only two female disciples, logically Liancheng would call her a senior sister, but this senior sister, against the backdrop of the six in front, is a "lusty and lustful" idiot. Either around Liancheng, or around the kitchen.

The culinary skills are top-notch, but the techniques are nonsense, and it's the same as if you haven't.

It's also fortunate that the Louvre Palace is only her direct heir, who is supported by a panacea. If not, with her appearance, no one knows how she died.

The next day, Liancheng took advantage of Xuelongfly's sleep and was about to sneak away from Guixuelou. When he went out, he met Changsheng with a resentful and expressionless face.

"That Fuyunding is looking for you."

After all, there was no reaction at all, and he turned around and left.

Liancheng: "..."

……

Guixuelou, the top of Qiongshan Fuyun Mountain.

Jump over the suspended stone path, and you will see Keyunju in front of you.There lived the old man Tianji, Xuanlingzi's benefactor, who was honored by the world as Lord Tangxi.

Duke Tangxi has been hidden from the world for a long time, few strangers are seen, and few people know his relationship with Xuan Lingzi.

According to the rumors, he never accepted apprentices and walked alone all his life.

A Ying smiled silently.

Three years ago, when she came here, when she woke up, her right eye was wrapped in a bandage, her eyes were stinging, and she often shed tears. It was Mr. Tangxi who cured her.

It can't be said that it is completely cured. After all, it can't be compared with the left eye.In her right eye, the pupil was dead gray white and lifeless, while the pupil of her left eye was pitch black and always sparkling.

But she is an optimistic girl, she doesn't care much, and she is very satisfied with the current situation.

She had forgotten and couldn't remember the things in the past. She always felt that she should remember, but she forgot again after a while.

Walking through the stone road and passing through the enchantment, there was a burst of music, it was a harp.

She had never heard Grandpa play the piano before, so she ran happily and quietly, so as not to disturb him.

There is a bodhi tree rising from the ground in Fuyunding. The roots of the tree are off the ground. A Ying hides behind the tree and pokes her head out cautiously.

What he saw was not Mr. Tangxi, but a stranger.

The man was wearing a snow suit that is common in Guixuelou, and his black hair was half tied, but it was not as neat as those people, it was tied higher and more casually, and a lot of hair fell on his forehead.

The fingertips are plucked, the eyelashes are drooping, and the lips are like rouge flowers blooming in the frost, or, roses dew in the morning and autumn frost, clear and magnificent.

The corners of the lips were raised slightly, holding a ray of smile, watching the breeze and bright moon, with the bright pearl on the side.

He caressed the strings of the qin, and the ten fingers that pressed the strings showed clear long bones, and each string had a sound, like pearls and jade shattered, empty mountains and clouds.

For a moment, she forgot to think about who this person was, tilted her head, and just stared blankly.

Yunjuan, Yunshu, red-crowned cranes line up in the sky, with a comfortable and elegant mood.

The wonderful sound of the chords, the hibiscus weeping dew.

As soon as the fingertips are fully tuned, flowers fly on the strings.

After the song, level the strings with both hands.

"Old man, this piece is very special." The fingertips moved from the left side of the string to the right, picked up the petals on the string and threw them away. Resting, propping his chin with one hand, he sat crookedly, the smile on the corner of his lips deepened, watching... both teasing and wicked.

After finally surviving the cold pool, avoiding my aunt and grandma and preparing to go home, who would have thought that the old man would call me over again.

Lord Tangxi didn't recognize Xuan Lingzi as his apprentice, and naturally he also didn't recognize Liancheng as his grandson. The reason why he lived in seclusion in Xuelou was because Dongsheng Yingzhou was originally his territory.

Leaves fall and return to their roots, and people return home after death.

"One string and one heart are clear, Jiang Qing is white."

He sat cross-legged on the bright mirror stage, with a dust whisk on his wrist, and stroked his long beard with his hand, he was quite immortal, "The realm has improved a lot, not bad."

Liancheng said: "You asked me to come just for this sentence?"

Tang Xigong said: "Impossible?"

"All right, all right," Lian Cheng said, "You have the final say when you're older, so now that the piano is played and the words are finished, can I take my leave in a hurry?"

Mr. Tangxi glanced at him slowly, "You know everything in the world. When your heart moves, things move, and when your heart is quiet, things are still. Everything is clear and natural. Don't be impatient. Destiny is made by oneself, appearance is born by heart, the sound of the piano is quiet, and the heart is not Quiet, running in the opposite direction, the world is at a loss."

Liancheng was the most impatient to hear these mysteries hidden in the mystery.

Shizhang Ruanhong sells gold caves, his heart is calm at this age, his mother will cry.

In the deeper depths of Taoism and Buddha, there is actually a relationship without a relationship.

"That," Liancheng said tactfully, "How about removing Buddhist economics and Taoist proverbs, and talking about worldly affairs with worldly words?"

In short, speaking of human language, he is a layman, so he can't understand it.

After being silent for a long time, Mr. Tangxi uttered a word calmly, "Get out." You can't teach a child, and a little bastard is still a little bastard, so it's a waste of words.

"Thank you, master." Lian Cheng seemed to be pardoned, he didn't stay for a moment, got up and left with his piano, for fear that Tang Xigong would stop him again.

Aying behind the tree woke up like a dream, anxiously pointed to a long arc in the sky, and said, "Grandpa, he walked away with your carillon."

Duke Tangxi: "..."

Liancheng left Dongsheng with his qin on his back to rush to the southern country, but when he was about to reach the border of Jincheng, he was blocked by an invisible barrier.

The enchantment has a spirit, and it is not allowed to forcibly cast spells inside and outside.

One of Guixuelou's secret magic barriers - covering the sky with one hand.

He doesn't want to confront any senior brother right now, and go down with his sword.

The lower part is next to the enchantment, which is the only way to Jincheng. There is no one below, the ruts are everywhere, and the layers are covered, which is clearly visible.

"It doesn't make sense that the ruts are new, there is no one in the front and back, there is no village in front and no shop in the back, etc..."

He sniffed, looking for the source of the smell.

After walking for a short time, Yin Si paper appeared under his feet, and the scent of incense candles in his breath became more and more intense.

Walking forward for more than a hundred steps, you can see more than a dozen old people who have been scattered, clothed in the same clothes as before, only dare to wrap their heads in white hemp, weeping softly.

Liancheng remembered that this was originally a branch of the avenue, but now the land has collapsed in a large area, and the rocky rocks below it are a rushing river, which bypasses the distant green hills and flows into the Lingjiang River.

Among them, only an old woman knelt and sat on the edge of the hanging, burning the Yinsi paper expressionlessly, and chanting the mantra of rebirth.

He didn't go there again, just like when he came, he left without a sound.

His throat was burning badly, and he had a sudden urge to drink.

He recalled this scene. It was the first time for Lord Yanshan to pick up red among the people. All fifteen girls with beautiful faces, who were waiting to marry or married women, were selected into Wuyun Temple. .

All of them entered the Lingjiang River, which is an understatement of four words, so it was like this.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, facing the thousand-foot-high Buddha in Jincheng.

At this moment, a vulture flitted across the sky, passed through the barrier without hindrance, and headed for the giant Buddha at the highest point in Jincheng.

The Buddha statue overlooks with an attitude of infinite compassion, with a benevolent face, half hidden in the light and shadow, quiet and peaceful.

I don't know how long I watched, but I didn't even hear the sound of the wheels behind me.

"Young man, you also went to the city to find relatives."

It was a dark hand with protruding meridians and a skinny hand that patted on the shoulder.

This is an old man in his seventies, driving an ox cart, with dried straw on the cart, a half-black and half-white rag wrapped around his head, sweat dripping from the rag, covered by wrinkles on his face block.

His face was vicissitudes, but his eyes were bright.

Liancheng said: "Yes, looking for relatives."

The old man withdrew his hand, "Coincidentally, let me give you a ride."

……

The setting sun is like blood, and the chaotic branches become ink.

Liancheng was lying on his back in the pile of straw, it was rare that he was not the first to speak.

The old man said: "You don't have to be too sad. If you have a way to meet people, just see them. If you don't have a way, don't be too sad. You have to live."

But he couldn't speak, and he didn't know what to think when he watched the sunset that was fading away.

The old man said to himself: "When I came out today, I heard from those individuals that your majesty is going to hold some kind of hunting, and let the officials of the Southern Kingdom, large and small, choose one to participate. Young Master, come here, the venue occupies a hilltop."

"I'm thinking that this time it's not that simple. You are alone, so be careful when you enter the city, and don't get caught."

Liancheng said: "How?"

The old man said: "It wasn't a year ago that there was a hairpin banquet in the palace. The demon concubine Daxi invited many girls from Jincheng, and less than half of them came out. Those who didn't came out all went to Wuyun Temple." , you are a foreigner, and you should know what this Wuyun Temple is, a recreational place for civil and military affairs in the Manchu dynasty."

"However, I feel very happy," the old man said, "In the past, we went to arrest us ordinary people, but now our girl has gone in, retribution."

Liancheng said, "Master, how do you know so much?"

The old man said: "There is no taboo in the palace, but if there is anything, the city will be full of wind and rain the next day. Jincheng is now, fireworks and willow alley, you can listen to it all the way."

Liancheng didn't speak, pulled a straw, held it in his hand and gestured toward the setting sun, hanging his legs, swaying slightly.

The general rushed into the city at the last moment of the city gate, brightly lit, drunk with money, different from Xiao Suo three years ago, the entire Jincheng sank wantonly in the midst of singing, singing, swallows and dancing, intoxicated with the most vigorous attitude.

The first fireworks of the night rose in the sky, and the gorgeous fireworks bloomed high in the sky, sinking into the darkness.

The cheers of men and women leaning against the window are joyous, and the pipa on the flower boat is hurried and joyful. The whole Jincheng is a veritable gold-selling cave.

Silently put on the mask, Liancheng left some money and left quietly.

Fortunately, the layout of the streets in Jincheng remained the same. According to the address sent by Yao Xingzhu, Liancheng walked into a deep dark alley with ease.

Three years ago, Taohuawu was destroyed, and Yao Xingzhu moved back to Jincheng. Considering Rongle's appearance, he specially found a secluded house, which later became inexplicably haunted.

The alley is very quiet, under the moonlight, it is blue and cold.

In July, the poplar flowers planted in the alley bloomed, and some popped out of the wall, bunches of poplar flowers, and the trees were covered with snow-white.

This alley is the deadliest in Jincheng, and now it is even more deserted, only the mellow wine from the green bamboo alley in front of it is mellow, and it is a little popular.

After all, the fragrance of daughters is more attractive than the fragrance of wine, and Green Bamboo Lane can no longer retain people.

Qing Yi was sitting at the door, smoking a pipe, beside him was an orange cat whose neck could not be seen, lying on the ground eating fish from a jade bowl.

Liancheng stopped in front of Qingyi, looked down at the orange cat on the ground, and suddenly smiled.

The laugh was so shallow that Daju reluctantly gave him a look, lying on the ground and continuing to eat fish.

Qing was very dissatisfied with the person standing in front of him, raised his head and said slightly dissatisfied, why is he so poor, "I want money for wine, the cat is not mine."

Liancheng said, "Come to an altar."

Qing Yi asked suspiciously: "Are you rich?"

this?

Liancheng searched all over his body, and spread it out for Qing to see, "That's all."

Qing Yi sneered: "It's not enough to send beggars away, let alone wine."

Liancheng smiled and said, "Give as much as you can buy."

Qing Yi snorted, got up and walked inside.

Liancheng leaned over and picked up Daju, held the mask by the edge, and took it away when Daju became angry, and resisted on his shoulder.

Daju let out a 'meow', stretched out his paw and scratched Liancheng's mask to prove that he was still a flexible fat cat.

Qingyi came out, took a glass of wine, and held up a jug of wine, saying: "This glass of wine belongs to you, and this jug of wine belongs to your girl, it's a thank you gift."

Now, Qingshi Lane is only Qingyi and Yao Xingzhu's family. Yesterday he heard Yao Xingzhu who went out to buy things say that her son will come back, and he only confirmed Daju's attitude towards him when he said goodbye.

Lian Cheng didn't ask any further questions, thanked him and left, and complained after walking a few steps, "Baby Big Orange, you're getting heavy again."

Daju growled with a 'meow', and scratched his mask again.

When I got home, the door was already closed.

Yes, it's almost midnight.

"Daju, I'll take you to climb the wall."

Just as he was about to climb over the wall, he remembered that his elder sister didn't like him drinking, so she drank the wine in her hand, threw the cup and jumped to the top of the wall.

Inside the gate, the front yard was barren, the original layout was destroyed, wild grass was luxuriant, thorns grew and roses bloomed.

As soon as I came in, there was a gust of wind.

The shadow of the moon is whirling, and there is such a sad and resentful atmosphere.

The general fell into a drowsy sleep, I don't know who is not afraid of death, came in again, carried Qingshuang and came out fiercely, when he saw the figure at the corner, he turned and ran away quickly.

day!Little bastard, you won't make a sound when you come back. Going home is like being a thief, climbing over the wall, what's wrong!

Little bastard 'Liancheng' went to the backyard in a strange mood at the moment.

There are trees planted in the backyard, and there is a lotus pond. A bamboo bridge is driven over the water to lead to the promenade. A white lantern is hung on a wooden pillar under the eaves. Under the lamp, a woman in Tsing Yi sits.

She is making clothes, her expression is meticulous and focused, and her every move is quiet.When Liancheng walked into the backyard, he raised his head and smiled sweetly, "Lian."

Rong Le is still a girl with a bun, and because of the Taohuawu incident, her marriage to Ning Xu was postponed for three years.

Liancheng walked over, put down Daju, grabbed something from her hand, and said, "Sister, why are you still up so late?"

Rong Le smiled and said, "Aren't you going to come back? Waiting for you."

Liancheng flipped the mask back on his head, but said, "Mother."

Since sister knew that he was waiting here when he came back, how could he not be here with his mother's temper.

Rong Le is not good at lying, and lowered his eyelashes, "Mother is asleep, it's so late."

Liancheng said, "I'll go see her."

Sure enough, Rong Le held him back, sighed, and said, "Father is here, and Auntie is afraid that you will get angry when you bump into him, so she went out."

"Of course I'm angry." Liancheng gently pushed away Rongle's hand, put the things in her arms, came together, turned around and changed his face, "I have ignored you for more than ten years, now come here, do nothing to be courteous, Rape or steal."

With his appearance, Rong Le was worried, and stood up, "Don't be foolish."

As he was about to follow, Liancheng turned around and smiled innocently: "Sister, I'll go and have a look, General, take good care of my sister."

I'm going to kill that old turtle.

……

Of course Rong Cheng is either a traitor or a thief. This time Lord Yanshan asked the officials to choose a son to go to Yuyin Mountain to hunt with him, and he didn’t allow any officials to go, so nothing good will happen. offspring.

Although it is said that Princess Zhaohua and Lord Yanshan have an aunt and nephew relationship, it cannot be guaranteed after all.The mother at home hanged herself, so Rong Cheng could only come to Yao Xingzhu.

"Lin'er is still young, and his cultivation level is also low. If he goes, he will definitely die. My mother fainted several times for this. I know I'm sorry for you, and I will double the compensation in the future. Let Liancheng go, okay?"

Yao Xingzhu took a deep breath, tried to show himself a virtuous smile, and said calmly: "Rong Lin is young? My son is one year younger than him. Rong Lin's cultivation level is low? My son's cultivation level is high. You know that going will definitely kill you, why should I let my son go, I owe you, not my son, let my son go, let me tell you, don’t even think about it."

Rong Cheng's face was full of astonishment, and he was taken aback for a moment, in disbelief, "Liancheng's cultivation level is not high? General Nangong dismounted with a single strike of his sword. How can you make such an argument?"

Yao Xingzhu sneered: "It's better than your selfishness."

Rong Cheng said: "Filial piety is the first thing to do. You are disobeying the elders. Yao Xingzhu, how did you become like this?"

"I've always been like this, don't use anything to ruin my reputation, and besides, haven't you already given me a divorce letter?" Yao Xingzhu remembered the fact that Rong Cheng had already divorced him, and said frankly : "That's your mother, not mine, you feel bad, kneel down and kowtow to beg Yanshan Jun, and pull my son to be a scapegoat, there is no way."

Rong Cheng said: "My Rong family has been loyal to the emperor for generations, how do you want me to tell the emperor, the emperor wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die, this truth is known to three-year-old children, even if I divorce you, I will also be his father, It is natural for a son to obey his father's orders, and he will do what I say, I just want him to die, how can he say no."

"Rong Cheng, you're right." She sighed lowly, lowered her eyes briefly, and opened them suddenly, her eyes turned cold, she raised her hand, and slapped Rong Cheng's face quickly, "How dare you?" Say it again."

The six characters speak loud and clear.

Rong Cheng was stunned, and Yao Xingzhu flicked up his sleeves, intending to fight.

Every time she saw Rong Cheng, she always cried, but this time she didn't, she refused to give in, "Rong Cheng, let me tell you, it doesn't matter what happens to me, Xiao Le and Lian Cheng are my life, whoever dares to move, I will fight with anyone .”

"You..." Furious, Fang Chao raised his hand towards Yao Xingzhu, but was kicked out and fell to the ground, his eyes dazzled.

As soon as he raised his head, he vaguely saw that young man was arranging his sleeves slowly, walking towards him full of hostility, even Yao Xingzhu couldn't hold back.