palm river mountain

Chapter 128 Read This Book
Going back to Duan's house, Duan Yi walked through the gate, and Cui Zi climbed over the wall.

The yard was covered with brocade quilts, and Zhilu sat in a corner of the yard, sewing his winter clothes. Seeing Duan Yi enter, he pointed to the room excitedly, "Yeah, Cui...beauty, she's already inside."

Duan Yi smiled narrowly and raised the volume, "Can it be washed?"

Zhilu blushed, and looked at Duan Yi dumbfounded, "Girl! You look like a bandit who robs women!"

Duan Yi blinked at her, "Where did you think, I want to say that the water in the steamer is boiling, and it can be put into the basket after washing it."

Zhilu was about to speak, but saw the injury on Duan Yi's body with sharp eyes, her face turned pale, and she glared at Zhiqiao, "What's wrong with you, you didn't take good care of the girl! The girl is injured!"

"Sure enough, embroidered pillows are not useful!" When she said this, she spat into the room.

Duan Yi looked at her and quickly grabbed her hand, "I know the way, the medicine has been taken, it's all right. You go and cook some sugar water, I'm so hungry, buy some good bamboo shoots, we love to eat .”

She thought, and smiled, "You can turn your face faster than you can turn a book. You used to call someone a beauty, but now you are an embroidered pillow."

As Duan Yi said, she put the iron-eating beast in her arms on the ground. The inspiration looked around and saw a cluster of good bamboos in Duan Yi's small courtyard. She walked over slowly, sniffing around, West sniffed.

Zhilu snorted, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, she would know it in her mother's stomach.

The girl from her family obviously went into the mountain with the little General Cui, and she came back whole by herself, but she asked the girl to open her head, which shows that she is not a caring person.

"I'll cook two bowls, one for you, and one for Zhiqiao," she said, flicking her sleeves, and walked towards the small kitchen.

After walking a few steps, he stopped and looked at the inspiration in the bamboo forest in amazement, "Girl, why did you bring back an iron-eating beast? This thing was fun when I was young, but when it grows up, it looks like a small mountain." like a child."

"I heard from my aunt that with one mouth, it can bite off the iron pot!" She said, carefully reaching out to touch Lingji's back, "Sometimes when there are few bamboo shoots, they will come down the mountain for a walk But in recent years, I have seen less, and none of them are as cute as the girl."

"It's our girl, even the iron-eating beasts I picked up are smarter than others," Zhilu said, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said, "Oh, I almost forgot to tell the girl. Just heard It is said that something happened in the upper room, and Erlang suddenly relapsed from his old illness..."

"Madam asked Xue Langzhong to come and see, and got angry and went to grab medicine. She said that she was seriously ill, and she vomited blood. The old lady took out the old ginseng that she had treasured, and cut it up."

Duan Yi was taken aback, "You mean Duan Ming? Hasn't he become much stronger recently?"

Ever since Duan Ming followed her to Gu's house that time, he seemed to have grown up a lot overnight, unlike before, everything was at the mercy of Gu Xing.I also found some gentle health-preserving skills to practice, and it seems that the cough is less than before.

Zhilu shook his head, "Who said it wasn't? It might have been cold in winter, and he said that he passed out directly, so that he couldn't die. He fell into the basket where Sister Chuntang was sewing, and was stabbed by the scissors." .”

"Madam was furious, and whipped Sister Chuntang many times, and she is still kneeling as punishment."

Duan Yi touched her chin thoughtfully, and said softly, "You can pick up some herbs later, and follow me to see him."

After she finished speaking, she led Zhiqiao into the house.

Cui Zi was sitting in front of the table, drinking tea leisurely by himself, holding a book in his hand, watching there, seeing Duan Yi coming in, he said without raising his head, "Sit down."

Duan Yi chuckled, "You are at ease, if you don't know, if you don't know, you still think this is your house."

Cui Zi took a sip of tea more lightly, "Isn't it the beauty you captured? She's going to be steamed, and why don't you let people drink tea? Lord Yan is not as hard-hearted as you."

As he spoke, he paused, "Unless there are two men in black, otherwise, it must not be your younger brother who takes a step and pants three times."

Duan Yi raised her eyebrows, "Well, no matter how incapable my uncle is, he wouldn't be killed by an eight or nine-year-old child."

Cui Zi even blew on the foam in the teacup, "If it's me, then it's fine."

"There are no cows here, so what are you bragging about? You wink at the blind, there is no one here who wants to bow down under your fur trousers. But it is understandable, you are too old to have a family and start a business."

"It's true that when I see a stone, I can't wait to open my screen."

Cui Zi took another look, took a deep look at Duan Yi, and concentrated on reading the book.

This is "Zuo's Spring and Autumn", Duan Yi wrote excellent cursive script, very majestic like a ghost draws amulets, this book Cui Zi has memorized it by heart earlier, it is the same whether you read it or not.

But Duan Yi next to him wrote a lot of insights, which made him very interesting.

What a person says may be the opposite; what he does may be false; even her temperament may be a cover-up; but her views are true and can reveal what a person really wants to do .

Cui Zi even felt that what he was reading was not "Zuo Zhuan", but "Duan Yishu".

And this book is extremely interesting.

Duan Yi didn't bother to pay attention to her, and sat down at the small table for guests. She raised her head, looked at Zhiqiao who was standing beside her holding a sword, and said to her seriously, "Why have you held it in for so long? Don't ask me?"

Zhiqiao was in the tomb, dazed, and missed killing his father and enemy.Last time she searched for several nights without sleep, but this time, she didn't say a word.But this appearance made Duan Yi even more worried.

Zhiqiao glanced at Cui Zigeng who was not far away, and knelt down beside Duan Yi. She hugged the sword tightly and moved her dry lips, "Girl, I know it's useless to be anxious, and I'll be there soon." You can kill your enemies with blood."

"I can wait, I've been waiting for so many years, don't rush this moment. After I've been drugged..."

She said, her eyes turned red, and her voice became softer, "I feel like I'm back at that time again. This time, I didn't go out, just stayed at home. Huang Ju led a lot of men in black and rushed in. In my house..."

"Father and mother woke up in their sleep. Father went to protect the younger brother. Mother hugged me. There was a lot of blood, which stained my white shirt red. I wanted to save them, but I could only watch Watching, one after another, people died in front of me."

"Aniang told me, she said you have to live a good life. Take my father and mother, and the younger brother's share, live a good life, live longer than Huang Ju, as long as you live, you will be the last one. happy thing."

"Girl, in fact, I have always regretted it. I regretted that day. Why did I go out? I should die with them."

(End of this chapter)