[Maple Sakura] Drumming

After Fengxiu got the news of the end of the war, she went straight to the capital city of the Huozhai Buddha Prison almost non-stop. Shang Fengyue followed all the way, only to feel that she was almost exhausted on the horse, but in the end, outside the capital city of the Huozhai Buddha Prison, the two met head-on. Huanglong.

Drunken Huanglong did not come alone. He was followed by his long-lost second brother Blazing Chilin, third brother Blue-eyed Yinrong, Zimang Xinghen and Xieying Baidi. Five tall men lined up. It blocked the way of him and Fengxiu.

"Oh my god..." Fengxiu sighed, "I've heard about the Yutian Five Dragons for a long time, but now that they are all gathered together, I am really daunted."

Shang Fengyue jumped off the horse in embarrassment, and walked up to the drunk Huanglong, "What are you doing? The five of you went to Huo Zhai Buddha Prison together, do you want to destroy others or something..."

"Although they lost a lot of vitality after the battle, there is no possibility for the five of us." Biyan Yinrong laughed softly, "We came... mainly because the eldest brother has something to say to you."

Shang Fengyue took a step back nervously, swallowed her saliva unconsciously, "What are you guys doing..."

Drunken Huanglong took a step forward, "I'll take you home!"

Shang Fengyue was taken aback for a moment, but before she could react, the four behind her suddenly said in unison: "Please sister-in-law go home!" This was called out by four vigorous men, and Feng Xiu Seeing Shang Fengyue almost sitting on the ground immediately.

Shang Fengyue wiped off her cold sweat, "That... that... Fengxiu..." He stepped back step by step, trying to find some help.

Fengxiu turned the horse's head, "My friend, take care all the way, Fengxiu will not accompany you if you have something else to do!" He nodded to the drunk Huanglong as he spoke, and went all the way into the city.

"Hey, friend!" Shang Fengyue wailed from behind.

Feng Xiu shook her head with a smile. It was rumored that the Marquis of Triumph was seriously injured in this battle, so I don't know what happened to him.He went all the way to the Kaixuanhou Mansion, and the old sergeant at the gate still recognized Fengxiu, "You... are back..."

"Where's your Marquis?" Fengxiu got off his horse and walked in directly.

The old sergeant hesitated, "Master Hou...in the bedroom..."

Seeing the slightly red eye sockets of the man in front of him, Fengxiu couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, he trotted all the way across the hall to the door of the bedroom, Fu Ying lay quietly on the bed, breathing evenly.A stone in Fengxiu's heart fell to the ground, he is still alive...

"The king has sent the best doctor to look at it, and they said..." the old soldier stammered.

"How to say?" Fengxiu asked urgently.

"They said... Hou Ye's tendons were all damaged, and his martial arts were useless by at least [-]%, and... since he came back, he has only woken up twice..." The old sergeant finished speaking hesitantly. Responding, he sighed and bowed to leave.

Fengxiu held Fu Ying's hand, he was injured so badly, but he finally came back, maybe at the last moment, he still remembered the promise that he would return for half a year, in the future... I'm afraid he won't be able to go to the battlefield again Well... Fengxiu lightly touched Fuying's face, thinking that the light and elegant demeanor of dancing swords under the moon can only be remembered, but..."It's good to be back." Fengxiu's voice was a little hoarse whispered.

……

"My lord, Fengxiu asks to see you." Jia Ling entered the room of Master Curse, and the news he brought surprised Master Curse.

Curse World Master snorted, "If he doesn't stay with Fu Ying well, what is he doing here?"

Jialing bowed his head and remained silent.Curse World Lord was silent for a moment, then said, "Let him in."

"Yes." Jia Ling agreed and withdrew.

Fengxiu drifted in, cursing the World Lord to look at him, "What are you doing here?"

Fengxiu smiled, "I promised before that I would offer three strategies to Curse the World Lord, which can keep the Huo Zhai Buddhist Prison worry-free."

Curse Master nodded, "Yes, you did it. Although the war has just passed, at least the supplies can keep up."

Fengxiu nodded, "I did it, but Baohuozhai Buddha Prison has been worry-free in recent years. I came here today to ask for two things. If you agree, then in the future, Buddha Prison will never be barren again. Character."

Curse World Master's expression moved slightly, "You can say it."

"The first thing Fengxiu asks for is a promise from you. Fengxiu wants to curse the World Lord to agree. No matter what happens in the future, during your reign, the Huozhai Buddha Prison will no longer expand the territory. Fengxiu knows that you are a hero in troubled times. It's common to be ambitious, but today I'm going to be bold, so I beg you to make a promise." Feng Xiu bowed.

Cursing the World Master sneered, "Boy, I will promise you today, but if I repent in the future, what should you do?"

"You won't." Feng Xiu chuckled, "Since I dare to speak, I know what kind of king you are."

"Explore the borders and expand the land..." Curse World Master narrowed his eyes to look at him, and was silent for a moment, "Forget it, as long as you can come up with a real way to make the fire house worry-free in the future, I can promise you. Let me talk about your second thing."

Fengxiu bowed again, "What's the second thing... I want to take Fu Ying away."

"What did you say?" Cursed World Master's face instantly sank.

Fengxiu took out a piece of stone from his sleeve, and handed it to the Cursed World Master with both hands, "Fengxiu got it from the Darkness of Blood. My teacher mentioned it when he was still alive. Although the land of Huozhai Buddha Prison was barren, There is a rare thing in the bloody deep abyss, and it can be used to smelt weapons, which can be used to thin the iron, and it can be used to fight against the battlefield, breaking five thousand elite soldiers, only one thousand is enough."

Curse World Master took the stone and looked at him half-believingly, "This is... your method?"

Fengxiu smiled, "This thing is not uncommon in the Dark Blood Abyss. Based on this, even if you refine some ordinary household knives and axes, the people in the Buddha Prison can live without worry in the future."

Curse World Lord was silent for a moment, then suddenly shouted: "Jialing!"

Jia Ling came in from the outside, and the Master of the World cursed and threw the stone in his hand, "Go to an old craftsman to see if what this kid said is true or not." Jia Ling took the things and went out.

Fengxiu smiled lightly and remained silent.

After a while, Jialing came back with the stone and whispered something in the ear of Master Cursed World, the expression of Master Cursed World changed at that moment, he stood up and looked at Fengxiu, "Boy, do you know , what does this news you bring mean?"

"It means that the Buddha Prison will no longer have to rely on other countries, and you can protect yourself without any worries." Fengxiu also stood up and replied calmly, "If the Cursed World Lord did not make the original promise, Fengxiu will definitely not be able to take out this thing. Therefore, Fengxiu begged the second Two things, I want to take Fuying away."

"If I don't let it go." Curse World Master looked at him and said coldly.

"After the Buddha Prison, you can protect yourself. You know how much Fuying is injured. Fengxiu just asks, is there still value in the Buddha Prison for the triumphant marquis who only has three successes?" Fengxiu took a deep breath. In one breath, "He spent half his life in a Buddhist prison, and now the Buddhist prison has nothing to worry about. What Fengxiu wants is not the triumphant Marquis of the Buddhist prison, but Fu Ying!"

Curse World Master looked at him, sat back to his seat for a long time, and sighed, "Forget it, you take him away, and find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers for him to heal his wounds quietly."

"Thank you Curse World Master." Feng Xiu bowed and saluted again, then turned and left.

After he left, Jialing came in, "My lord, what exactly did Fengxiu bring?"

"Half of the country." Curse World Master leaned back on the chair and snorted coldly, and spoke quietly.

……

When Fu Ying woke up, she met Shang Fengxiu's bright eyes, "You're back..." He smiled, "Look, I kept my promise." He looked around with a smile, and suddenly realized that there is a It wasn't my own room, so I couldn't help being stunned, "Where is this?"

"Our home." Fengxiu said with a smile, "You have been in a coma for a month, and I beg the Lord Curse to marry you."

"What? What did you ask for, and the king actually agreed?" Fuying sat up with difficulty, and asked in surprise.

"Jiangshan is hired." Fengxiu smiled, and he stretched out his arms to hug Fu Ying, "Come on, I'll show you something."

Fuying let him hold him, Fengxiu put a robe on him, went out, the courtyard was elegant, and a gazebo was set up in it, Fuying only felt that the scenery in the courtyard was a bit like Fengxiu's courtyard back then, and there were a few more Just like Lanyue Pavilion back then, a cherry tree was in full bloom in the courtyard, and Fengxiu carried him to the roof without much effort.

"Look." Fengxiu pointed to the cherry tree below, "That's how I saw you back then, that night when I saw you dancing your sword under the moonlight, it was like a painting."

"Actually, I saw you at that time..." Fuying recalled the way Fengxiu was drinking under the moon at that time, and couldn't help sighing, "It's a pity... I'm afraid you won't see me dancing sword now." He shook his head, looked Looking at my hands, I'm afraid I don't know how long it will take to hold a sword.

"It's enough to have you."

……

Three years later, Shang Fengyue watched in astonishment as Fuying picked up a kitchen knife and dropped a chicken just like that.

"Um... are you sure his martial arts are useless?" Shang Fengyue looked at Fengxiu in shock.

Fengxiu was holding a windmill in his hand and teasing a little girl. The little girl was babbling and tottering. She was dressed in pink and was very cute. This child was picked up by Fuying. "The tendons are all damaged, so you don't need to think about martial arts, but you can wield the kitchen knife very... with momentum!" Fengxiu nodded, "Little boy, take a break when you're tired from playing."

Shang Fengyue watched as Fuying picked up a rib, and the knife went down after a few bangs, and the rib was cut into small pieces. For some reason, Shang Fengyue suddenly felt sympathetic to the rib, "Fengxiu, I think we'd better go inside and drink tea, as the saying goes, a gentleman stays away from the kitchen."

"Alright." Feng Xiu didn't object at all, "Why did you run away from home this time?" He stretched out his arms to hug Xiao Fang, and asked as he walked.

"I don't know." Shang Fengyue's muffled voice came, "I can't figure out something right now."

"what's up?"

"Am I married to the Drunk Yellow Dragon, or the Heavenly Five Dragon?"

"..."

"My friend... there is something that Fengxiu should say or not?"

"Say!"

"A sister-in-law is like a mother!"

Fu Ying raised the knife and dropped it, a huge fish head just fell off the cutting board and fell into the basin next to it. Same said.Hold your hand and grow old with you.

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Postscript: Just a few sentences, the inspiration for this article comes from the day I had a face-to-face meeting with Mrs. @麻重xx in Beijing. I am very grateful for that face-to-face meeting.When I came back that night, for some reason, I remembered a scene of dancing swords under the moon with cherry blossoms and Fengxiu drinking wine against the moon. Although there was a little accident in the follow-up outline, it was finally finished.In fact, what I want to write is just such a sentence as "the young man in fresh clothes and angry horse". The melancholy when people are young is often pure emotion, but the more they grow up, the most basic things may be affected by many things.I hope that after all, the same goal will be achieved by different routes.