Looking for plums under the moon

Ling Guyue tightened her throat, and tapped the wooden wall with her fingers, "Miss Lin?"

There was silence on the boat, only a weak voice came from the next door: "My lord...help me..."

Ling Guyue leaned against the wall and listened quietly, "Miss Lin, what's wrong with you?"

The girl's breath was a little unsteady, and she said intermittently: "My lord...my surname is not Lin, but an ordinary girl from the Lanyan Ridge... a few days ago... I was taken away by gangsters and said to be sold to Jinling Go to a brothel..."

Seeing that Ling Guyue was indifferent, the girl thought he was suspicious, and gritted her teeth: "Young master... If you don't believe me, you can see my hands with your own eyes. Because I followed my father to hunt in the mountains since I was a child... the bow and arrow never left my hand, don't say Walking through Yang with a hundred steps...you can imitate things in your heart, these two hands are plain...you can't fake it, a lady from a wealthy family...is impossible..."

At this moment, the night was as dark as water, Ling Guyue was still thinking, but a wave suddenly broke out on the river, causing the ship to sway endlessly.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound from the girl's side, like a heavy object falling to the ground, after a soft cry, there was no more sound.

Ling Guyue supported the wall and shouted: "What's wrong with you?"

Not hearing a reply, he pressed the wall again and asked, "Girl, are you still there?"

The hull of the boat was already stable, separated only by a wall, but the person who spoke just now was surrounded by the silent night as if he had never responded, and the only sound of oars breaking water was left in his ears.

Ling Guyue no longer hesitated, picked up the red candle on the table and went straight to the next door.The night sky was bright, I saw his eyes shining like stars, pinching a door knocker with two fingers, secretly urged by his internal force, the door knocker was pulled out from the door panel by the root, leaving two holes, but the copper lock was unscathed.

Pushing open the door and looking, there is no lamp inside, it is so dark that you can't see your fingers.

Ling Guyue took the candlestick and poked inside. Under the dim candlelight, he vaguely saw a girl in a goose-yellow jacket lying on the floor of the room.The girl's wrists and legs were tied with finger-thick hemp ropes. Her complexion was pale and her eyes were closed.

Ling Guyue put the candlestick aside, stepped forward to untie the shackles, helped the man up, pressed her thumb on the middle of the girl's waist, and whispered: "Girl?"

After a long time, the girl woke up faintly. When she saw Ling Guyue, she shed two lines of tears from the corners of her eyes, "Mr. Le...help me..."

Ling Guyue helped her onto the bed, secretly glanced at the girl's slender fingers, which were indeed too rough, and asked, "Who are you?"

The girl struggled a bit, then sat leaning against the bed rail, and said, "My name is Bizhu, from Lanyanling... A few days ago, my father ran into some villains while hunting in the mountains. Come to stay at home. The old father was kind, so he agreed. Unexpectedly, when the group of people came to my house, they saw that I was young and had a bit of beauty, and saw that my parents were old and weak, and my younger brother was always horny, so they felt malicious , took me away forcibly... my father disagreed, and tried to stop me, but those people were like snakes and scorpions. They not only hurt my parents, but also threatened the two elders with my young brother. My younger brother was thrown into the stream and drowned..." At this point, she lowered her eyes and wept, "My father has no choice but to watch them take me away...they put me in a sedan chair, bound my hands and feet During the day, I would cover my mouth and eyes with cloth strips. I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t see, and I sat in the sedan chair every day, only listening to them saying that I would be sold to Jinling...Unexpectedly, the day before yesterday, the young master stopped the villain, and Bizhu finally With a glimmer of life, I tried every means to ask the young master for help at night..."

"No wonder you can always hear strange crying these past two days. Did you know that I came to your door the night before?" Ling Guyue asked.

Bizhu nodded, "I know."

"Why didn't you call me then?"

Bizhu hesitated and said, "At that time, the young master was beside...was there someone else?"

"That's the boss of the inn, and he was also attracted by you."

"I heard the young master talking to someone, but I don't know who that person is. In order to prevent exposure, I had to hold back..."

Ling Guyue saw that she was in a mess, her hair was scattered, she shook her head and said: "Aren't you afraid that I will listen to those people and really think you are Miss Lin?"

Bi Zhu looked directly at him and said, "Young Master Le is not like a treacherous person, he must be able to distinguish right from wrong."

Ling Guyue met her gaze and said with a smile: "What if I don't save you...or I don't have the ability to save you?"

Bizhu's eyes dimmed, "The two days on this boat...is my last chance, if I can't escape..." She changed her weakness, her teeth clenched, and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, "Bizhu would rather die ...and don't go to Jinling to be a prostitute!"

"Wait a minute!" Ling Guyue clasped her chin, "I still have one thing I don't know."

Bizhu said weakly: "My lord, may I ask..."

Ling Guyue touched the bridge of her nose with her fingers, wandering in front of the bed and said: "That night I heard you sing: 'One blames parents', and tonight I listen to 'Three blames the sky', I don't know 'Second blames'... who is the blame?"

"Second Resentment..." Bizhu sighed quietly, then smiled miserably, "Second Resentment has a heart like iron! I have a childhood sweetheart who grew up together, called Ruan Lang. We often sang songs in the forest, rode horses in the mountains, Even though we never made an oath, we already have the same mind. I thought we could stay together until Baishou, even the day before the accident happened, he told his family that he wanted to marry me...but then...there was no news, let me know Weak woman, imprisoned...Should I not complain about such a man?"

Ling Guyue saw her confused look, she believed it halfway, nodded and said: "Girl, if you want to leave, I can take you away when the boat docks. It's just that after you leave...do you want to go home or go home?" Where are you going, I can't accompany you."

Bizhu's eyes were weeping, "Master Le is very kind, Bizhu will repay you with a grass ring in the next life..." After saying this, she stood up and knelt down to thank her.

Seeing that she was about to fall off the bed, Ling Guyue quickly supported her, "It doesn't have to be like this, it's just a little effort."

At that moment, Bi Zhu's eyes flickered, and a blush spread across her face.She pressed Ling Guyue's wrist with one hand, and pulled out the silver hairpin on her head with the other hand.

The silver hairpin reflected the jumping candlelight, flickering coldly.It was originally a precious jewelry made by the girl and Jing Shi's father for her daughter. It should be properly inserted between the buns to decorate a smiling face.

But at this moment, the hairpin's tail is on Ling Guyue's neck.

Ling Guyue raised her eyebrows and said: "The girl is very skilled, she deserves to be hunting in the mountains all year round."

The action just now seemed to have exhausted all of Bizhu's strength, she turned pale, shook her head and smiled wryly: "Sorry, I have to do this to protect myself."

Ling Guyue looked at the silver hairpin on his neck, she didn't care, as long as he wanted to, he could get away easily with two fingers on the Tanzhong acupoint of the person in front of him.But he was not in a hurry to subdue the girl, he just wondered why she did this, "What are your reasons?"

"I need... someone to go to Jinling for me."

Ling Guyue coughed, and her eyes fell on Bizhu's not-so-full breasts, "Girl, I'm not a woman, how can I replace you?"

Bizhu looked slightly embarrassed, turned her face away and said: "Ordinary people will be fascinated by seeing the young master. If you trade me for the young master, as for the male and female, who will pursue it."

Ling Guyue said: "Actually, there is no need to spend so much trouble. I said I will save you, and I will definitely take you out. In this way, you still want to repay your kindness?"

"I can leave with the young master...but afterward, they will inevitably find my house and make things difficult for my family."

"The girl is really thoughtful."

Bizhu knew that he was mocking herself, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Le, you have an extraordinary bearing and a dignified appearance. Even if you go to that kind of place, no one will make things difficult for you. But I... once I fall into the mud, I'm afraid there will be no more troubles." It's time to get away. And... I want to keep my innocence... Go find Ruan Lang and ask what happened, if he has any difficulties, we will elope to the ends of the world and never go back."

Seeing her in confusion, Ling Guyue held a trace of hope, "It seems that you don't resent your sweetheart very much."

Bizhu said: "The person who treats me best in this world is him..."

Ling Guyue sighed: "I understand."

"Understand what?" Bizhu was puzzled.

"I understand why you don't want me to save you."

"Oh?" Bi Zhu gave him a suspicious look.

"It turns out that you are not afraid of hurting your family, but you are afraid of hurting your sweetheart." Ling Guyue said indifferently: "You were not snatched by those people, but sold to them by your family."

Bizhu seemed to have been poked into a sore spot, she shook her hand, and the hairpin's tail brushed across Ling Guyue's skin, leaving a string of bloodstains, "You...you know?"

Ling Guyue frowned, the pain in the neck made him a little displeased, but she still said patiently: "The song you sang is very nice, and I am very emotional when I listen to it, but the name "Selling a Complaint" makes me very uncomfortable. , let alone the story.”

The blood on Bi Zhu's face had disappeared, her delicate face was twisted into a ball, "Mr. Le..."

Ling Guyue blinked, "I've always liked to read a lot of books, and naturally I've heard of the old song "Selling Children's Complaint"."

Bizhu clenched her teeth tightly, panting with animal-like resentment from her throat, staring at the front with absent-minded eyes.

Ling Guyue looked at the distorted face that was illuminated by the dim light, "It's better for you to calm down, girl."

Bizhu gasped for a long time, then gradually calmed down, and said coldly: "That's right... It wasn't those people who threatened my younger brother at all, it was my biological parents who sold me... The prostitutes in Jinling buy people everywhere, and some people They were willing to pay 15 taels of silver, and they readily agreed. After 16 years of upbringing, only the 15 taels of silver were exchanged..." Bizhu smiled sadly, "No wonder everyone says that my daughter is unlucky, our lives are really cheap..."

Ling Guyue asked: "Why did they sell you?"

Bizhu said: "My younger brother was an idiot from the moment he was born, but his parents doted on him extremely. In order to prevent them from being left to take care of their younger brother when they get old, they wanted to buy a child bride...but my father likes to drink, and the family Hunting money is often not enough to exchange for wine. So they thought of an idea and sold their own daughter."

Ling Guyue had a question in her stomach: "Are you really biological?"

Bizhu was choked by his words, shook her head and sighed: "I also think that I am not relative... As long as I can remember, I would carry a flagon to make wine for my father, and followed him to the mountains to hunt. When I was 15 years old, My father also made a silver hairpin for me... Doesn’t it sound good?” She stared at her other hand, “But at home, I’m always like a servant, washing and cooking for them, chopping firewood and feeding the horses .They were happy and happy, but I was like an outsider..."

Ling Guyue looked at her face, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Bizhu, "Master Le, I am the one who is sorry for you, and I only hope to repay you in the next life. Now... Please take off your clothes, Mr. Le."

Ling Guyue clutched her skirt tightly, "Girl, please respect yourself..."

Bi Zhu blushed slightly, and said seriously: "My lord, don't think too much..."

A moment later, the red dress on Ling Guyue's body was replaced by a goose yellow skirt.Although he has a good face, his body is not as slender as a woman's. He has a tall frame, and he only feels tight in Bizhu's clothes.

Bi Zhu wore his clothes loosely.She wrapped the rope around Ling Guyue's hands and tied it tightly, then helped him to the side of the bed and sat down, "My lord, I'll do your hair for you." After saying that, a pair of skillful hands picked up Ling Guyue's hands. The strands of hair were randomly pulled on the top of his head a few times, and then a bun that was exactly like his own was pulled out, and he pinned it with the silver hairpin.

After her hair was done, Bizhu looked at Ling Guyue carefully, and saw that under the shadow of the red candle, her red lips were warm and moist, her eyes looked like cold stars in the sky, and the cinnabar moles at the corners of her eyes were burning like blood. nondescript.

Bizhu said: "Young master has a peerless appearance, and you don't look feminine at all. Dressing up like this is really wronging you."

Ling Guyue said: "You have made up your mind to let me go to Jinling for you?"

Bizhu nodded.

"You don't want your silver hairpin anymore?"

Bizhu resolutely said: "This silver hairpin represents the friendship between me and my former family. I don't want the silver hairpin, and I don't want the kindness. After today, there will be no more Bizhu in the world."

"Well, let's go," Ling Guyue lay down on the bed, "I'll just go to Jinling for you, don't worry, I won't show my secrets on purpose."

Bizhu didn't expect him to cooperate so much, her lips parted slightly, but she couldn't speak.

Ling Guyue turned her head to look at her, with neither sympathy nor disgust in her eyes, "Since I promised to save you, there is nothing wrong with another way. Don't worry, I have my own way to escape."

Bizhu was full of thoughts for a moment, thinking that her close relatives treated her like a slave, but the people she met by chance were willing to risk her life.Immediately heartbroken, she knelt down and slammed her head three times at Ling Guyue, "Young Master Le is very kind, Bi Zhu will keep it in mind, and when he finds Ruan Lang, he will go to Jinling to find the benefactor to repay!"

Ling Guyue closed her eyes and didn't respond. After a long while, she only heard footsteps moving lightly, and there was something soft on her face.

Bizhu covered his face with a gauze, "Mr. Le, please take care."

The old wooden door on the boat creaked shut, and the knocker was heavily buckled.

The girl staggered away, who could have guessed whether her future days would be filled with joy or her thoughts would be resolved?

Ling Guyue lay on the bed for a while, knowing that Bizhu would not come back, Shi Qiaojin broke free from the rope, went to the next door to fetch the Liuguang sword and pressed it under the bed.

The boat on the river is swaying and swaying, which is very lulling to sleep.Just when Ling Guyue was drowsy and sleepy, a slight pain from his neck woke him up.He touched the scar on his neck, and it had already scabbed, and it should heal within two days.

Ling Guyue smacked her lips, thinking that no one had touched a single strand of his hair in the past ten years, but today she saw blood for the first time, an inexplicable sense of grievance surged in her heart, and she gradually fell asleep.

"Luling is here!"

On the pier in the early morning, the morning mist is deserted, and with the shout of the boss of the ship, the sleeping ship gradually wakes up.

Ling Guyue turned over, in order to prevent anyone from finding out about the bag swapping, she raised her hand to cover her face with the handkerchief, and continued to sleep.

There was noise outside the door, and the boat passengers who arrived in Luling dragged their families to the deck.

I only heard three taps on the wooden door, and a deliberately muffled voice came from outside the door: "Young Master Le, we will meet later."

Ling Guyue uncovered the handkerchief, listened quietly for a while, the girl walked hurriedly, and got off the boat with the crowd until she disappeared.

After a while, another footstep approached.The footsteps were so vigorous that the floor resonated with them.

Ling Guyue raised her foot and hooked the rope over her, put it on her foot in a pretentious manner, tied her hands together, and lay face down.

Almost at the same time he lay down, the door lock was unlocked, and a big man walked in with food. "time to eat."

The big man glanced inside and saw that the figure on the bed was still resting, so he felt relieved, "If you don't see any shortage of food tonight, I will feed you personally! Master doesn't like shriveled women, don't ask for trouble." Eat." After saying that, he put down the dishes, turned around and locked the door, and left.

Ling Guyue pricked up her ears, listening to him gradually go away.Shaking his feet, he easily pulled off the rope.I got out of bed and walked around the house a few times. Except that the clothes on my body were too small, it was not inconvenient. After all, when I got off the boat, someone would take me to Jinling, so I didn't have to find my way.But is the swordsman Lin in that book really Boss Lin who deals in flesh and blood?

Ling Guyue moved around a few times, and looked at the food on the table with her head. A bowl of white rice porridge, accompanied by a plate of Jiangnan pickles, was also quite tasty.He poured the pickles into the porridge, stirred it, and finished his breakfast contentedly.

Jinling Ancient Ferry, the setting sun is like blood, kissing and licking the peach shade by the river.A brisk carriage stopped in front of Jinling Ancient Ferry, and the driver waited and waited for no one to come, looking boredly at the whip in his hand.

Finally, only the melodious horn sounded from the distant river, the coachman stood on the cart and stretched his neck, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance.

The flat and broad Yangtze River is like a huge landscape painting, with all the green mountains and birds on both sides of the river, and the blank space where the water and the sky meet, is the most magnificent stroke in the world, showing the vastness.

A wooden boat is slowly coming from this blank space, seemingly real or fake, just like in a painting.

"Here we come!" The coachman tied the reins to a nearby peach tree and blew his whistle. Seeing that the horse flicked its tail spiritually, he came to the pier to pick up the man with confidence.

When the big ship entered the port, a group of big men escorted a tall woman with a hijab and got off the ship in front of everyone.

"Why did you come back?" The driver's throat seemed to be traumatized, and he made a hoarse voice.He glanced at everyone, then turned his gaze to the woman, almost looking up, "This girl—how did she grow up so tall?"

Ling Guyue under the hijab could only see that the other party was wearing a pair of coarse gray shoes, and she shrank her shoulders involuntarily after hearing his words.

It seems that the status of the person in front of him is not low, the big man lowered his head and argued in a low voice: "Third Master, this girl is a hunter. She has been holding a bow and shooting arrows since she was a child. Of course, she is different from ordinary girls. There are not many girls like this in our building, but she is a hunter. Don't have a taste, I think it should be popular..."

"Okay," the coachman known as the third master looked at Ling Guyue suspiciously, "Get in the car quickly, don't keep the host waiting."

Ling Guyue was helped into the carriage, surrounded by airtight curtains, she felt relieved and took the opportunity to rub her stiff neck.

The coachman asked about the journey while untying the horse's bit.

The big man replied: "It's nothing. The journey went smoothly. But on the way, I met a young man who looked like a fairy. We had made an appointment to go to Jinling for a drink together, but we didn't see him when we got off the boat. Maybe he was squeezed in the back." went."

The driver hummed nonchalantly, paused his hands and asked, "When you passed Pingchuan..." After thinking about it, he said, "Forget it, it's okay, let's go back to see the master."

The big man obediently agreed, and followed the coachman to leave.

Just when everyone sat down and raised their whips, a figure stopped them: "I...I have something to say to the girl inside!"

A panting young man in rough clothes stood in front of the carriage, his hair was disheveled, and he couldn't hide the travel and dust. There was both timidity and tenacity in his eyes.