That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 236

At the hour of the hour, Song Guanguan tightly held the brand-new oil-paper umbrella in his hand, wandering back and forth in the Houfu.

The rain wetted the cyan embroidered shoes and trousers, but she didn't care. She just kept looking up at the sky and roughly estimating the time.

In fact, according to the young master, she should leave now, and leave Jiangdu immediately, and go to the imperial capital to meet the old man who has become the second assistant of the court.It's just that she stayed behind in a strange way, thinking that whether it was life or death, she had to see the young master again, even if it was the last time.

Suddenly, there seemed to be footsteps sounding from far to near indistinctly, and Song Guanguan couldn't tell whether it was his hallucination.

Perhaps it was because of a heart-to-heart connection, Song Guanguan turned around abruptly, and then saw Xu Beiyou with a rare gentle smile on his face.

At this time, Xu Beiyou was completely drenched by the drizzle, but the gentle smile on his face made him look not embarrassed.

Song Guanguan gently folded the oil-paper umbrella, Mu Yu approached Xu Beiyou, and said softly, "My lord, you are back."

"Well, I'm back." Xu Beiyou breathed a long sigh of relief, "After the rain, the weather is over, the general situation is set."

When he went to see Zhang Xueyao this time, he also had a heart in his hands. He said that a woman's heart is a needle in the bottom of the sea. As far as Zhang Xueyao, who can destroy Xu Beiyou, is able to say the word "family banquet", it is already an expression of her attitude.

Song Guanguan bowed his head and hummed lightly.

Xu Beiyou hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to half embrace the thin shoulders of the woman who never left him, and said softly, "Your injury is not serious, go back and rest earlier."

Song Guanguan's head hung lower, and a faint blush stained his neck.

"Go." Xu Beiyou let go of his hand, and made no further movements.

Song Guanguan didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or feel disappointed. She always knew that the young master was a person with great ambitions, but she couldn't help him to a higher level. None worth mentioning.She believed that the young master would marry that high princess one day, and maybe that would be the end of her relationship with the young master.

Out of a woman's intuition, she always felt that Her Royal Highness, who seemed calm and indifferent, would not be a magnanimous person. Maybe she could tolerate many people and many things, but she might not be able to tolerate an inconspicuous person. Song official.

Life is so helpless, always making choices, just as you can't have both, sometimes choosing this means giving up that.

Fate comes and fate gathers, fate goes and fate disperses.

Song Guanguan couldn't say such a reason, but his heart was as transparent as a mirror.

She turned around and walked to her room. When she turned the corner, she turned her head suddenly, and saw Xu Beiyou was still standing there. The gentleness and joy on his face had disappeared at some point. Some inexplicably sad.

The young man with a clean smile outside Julu City disappeared after all, and the young master who once knelt on the ground begging his master to save her life also walked away after all.

After all the blood and energy were smoothed out, he became the young master, more and more like the former master, calm and full of city power, he would no longer ask himself questions, no longer need to protect himself, and he would It became increasingly difficult to see what he was thinking.

She would rather this young master be duller than be as outstanding as he is now.

Song Guanguan turned around and continued walking, her eyes were slightly sore, she didn't know when this son and young master, who was slightly younger than herself, would be able to smile from the bottom of her heart, maybe it was when she had reached the top floor of Qionglou?
It's just that there was a lot of wind and rain on the top of the mountain, how could he still laugh at that time?

She has always felt that peace and stability are blessings, but it's a pity that he doesn't think so.

Difficult to achieve the same goal.

Song Guanguan didn't put these words into his mouth, and Xu Beiyou just noticed that something was wrong with her, but he didn't think too deeply about it.

He is not like Song Guanguan thinks, his mind is full of fame and fortune, his quietness is more of a cover-up, as a beginner among the superiors, he does not know how to control others, and no one will teach him by example, So he subconsciously imitated every move of the master in his impression, from his speech and manners to the details of his demeanor, more and more like the old man carrying the sword box.

Zhang Xueyao was able to easily accept Xu Beiyou, not necessarily because of the similarity between Xu Beiyou and Gongsun Zhongmou.

Xu Beiyou stood in the rain for a while. Although he was full of excitement, he couldn't bear the fatigue caused by the injuries all over his body. The tiredness that he hadn't seen for a long time since he stepped into the ghost fairy realm slowly hit him.

Xu Beiyou picked up the three famous swords that Song Guanguan had kept for him, and strode towards his study.

When he came to the study, he suppressed his tiredness and laid out paper and rubbed ink. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up a pen and wrote the six-character script.

"My friend knows the Great Lesson from the South."

As a "vulgar person" who just started reading halfway, Xu Beiyou's calligraphy is mediocre, even in the eyes of everyone in this way, it is a bit unsightly, but Xu Beiyou still wants to write a letter in his own hand, and write it to the person who once had a relationship with him. There was a promised woman.

The original intention of Xu Beiyou is also very simple, that is, he wants to find someone to share his inner joy.

After much deliberation, he finally chose Xiao Zhinan.

"Although we have only met each other for a short time, we know each other very well. I have something to say today, and I don't know whether I should say it or not..." Xu Beiyou continued to write quickly.

Even today, Xu Beiyou is still unable to write beautiful articles, and he may not be able to compare words and sentences to poor old scholars in the countryside. He feels that he is unlikely to be a literati in his life, but today seems to be an exception , today's Xu Beiyou writes with the help of God, let's not talk about whether the writing is good or bad. In terms of quantity alone, it is already nearly a thousand words.

As far as he himself is concerned, it can be called a grand sight.

When he was in the mood to write, Xu Beiyou got up and took out a small jar of wine from the hidden compartment under the bookcase, drank and splashed ink, writing in one go, with the demeanor of a famous scholar.

After half a pot of wine, Xu Beiyou's face was flushed, his eyes were blurred, and he didn't know what he wrote, but he felt extremely happy in his heart.

Picking up pen and pen, Xu Beiyou put away the letter, poured half of the wine in his hand on the ground, and said, "Master, this wine is for your spirit in heaven. Without you, I, Xu Beiyou, would never be where I am today. I have never been a lover since I was a child." People who talk big, since I have vowed to revive Jianzong, I will never break my promise, 60 years in a Jiazi, give me a Jiazi time, and I will give you a Jianzong back then."

Xu Beiyou poured out a little more of the wine, "Chi Bing, this wine is toast to you, you and I have no enmity or grudge, it's just the situation, but it's because of you, a stepping stone of sufficient weight, that I can go higher , now that your head has been cut off by me, then I will toast you a glass of wine and have a good journey."

Xu Beiyou poured out the last bit of residual wine in the altar, and said drunkenly: "This wine, I respect you, Xiao Zhinan, you let me know how big the outside world is, and you let me know the relationship between people. The gap can be so big, but you let me know that there are women in the world who make me so excited."

"Master always said that I have a first-rate xinxing, but I still don't know what a first-rate xinxing is. I am just an ordinary person. It hurts when I fall, and I cry when my relatives leave. No one can say that I will suffer. , suddenly the rich would laugh, if it weren’t for you, I might spend the rest of my life chatting in Danxia village, and I would end up in a lifetime of obscurity. The luck and misfortune here are not God’s will, but my choice.”

Xu Beiyou was talking to himself.

In the end, drunkenness and lackluster came together, and Xu Beiyou passed out completely drunk on the desk.

Before he lost consciousness in a daze, Xu Beiyou was still muttering to himself, "I am a commoner in Northwest China. I don't want to be famous in the world. I just want to live the rest of my life in peace. Thanks to the great kindness of Master's eyes, I am not despicable. You gave me the sword to preach the Tao, and taught me the things of the world, so I am grateful, so I take the master's ambition as my own ambition, and use the sword to stand up for the world, only to revive the sect."

"Afterwards, when the master passed away, when he was entrusted with overthrow, and when he was ordered to be in danger, it will be a long time."

(End of this chapter)