Three Wonders of Huashan

Chapter 120

Dongting Lake is vast, and the Zheng Mansion is located on Chishan Island, the largest island in the lake.Zheng Luli rested her chin on the window of Xiaoxuan, listening to the sound of turbulent waves crashing on the shore mixed with the quarreling voices of her grandparents, made her feel a little at ease.

As the setting sun set, watching the fishing fire gradually igniting on the lake, Zheng Luli's thoughts surged, and he murmured:
"Suddenly there was an old man's heart,
Looking back on the mountains and rivers, it is already autumn.

The two lovesickness and the same snow,

This life is also considered a total whitehead. "

what is he doing nowIt would be great if I could meet him when it was snowing on Mount Hua. "

"Miss!" Uncle Wang stood outside the window and called softly.

Zheng Luli was a little embarrassed, and asked softly, "Did Uncle Wang find out about the origins of those people in the Jianghu who are looking for grandpa?"

Uncle Wang nodded lightly, and said, "As expected, Missy has some connection with the government."

"Oh? How do you say it?" Zheng Luli looked quite nervous. Although she had expected it, this result was not what she wanted.

"They lived in post stations all the way, and they had the inspection and fire cards issued by the government..."

Zheng Luli sank to the bottom of the valley, but he still asked with a glimmer of hope: "Then the minister of the Ministry of War they said is really grandpa?"

Seeing Zheng Luli's expression, Uncle Wang couldn't bear it, and he said in relief, "Miss, I've already inquired about it, the old lady has a good reputation, she's not some corrupt official..."

Zheng Luli sat slumped in the chair, put her arms around her calves, and murmured, "What is Grandpa doing?" Where is he now?"

Uncle Wang naturally knew which "he" she was referring to, so he couldn't help persuading with a wry smile: "The Songshan Martial Arts Conference will be held soon, and Fang Shaoxia should go to Songshan...Miss, even if we go now, we won't be able to catch up. Fang Shaoxia and Miss Qu have already..."

Zheng Luli's cheeks were dizzy, and he said shyly, "Uncle Wang, let's go to Mount Hua, and we will return when it snows."

"Hey, I'm going to prepare the boat." Uncle Wang hunched over and gave Zheng Luli a spoiled look, then went down to prepare by himself.

There is a narrow alley in Luoyang. At the end of the alley, there is a huge green bamboo bush, swaying in the wind, elegant and natural.Xiang Wentian and Lvzhuweng stood beside the green bamboo, listening to the jingle of the qin in the house, and his heart was also ups and downs with the sound of the qin.

This song is sometimes impassioned, sometimes gentle and elegant, although Xiang Wentian doesn't understand the music theory, but he feels that although the tune played by Qu Yang is the same, the meaning is quite different.The melody played by this young lady is calm and upright, making people feel the beauty of the music, but without the blood-boiling excitement of Qu Yang's performance.After playing for a long time, the rhythm of the qin gradually slowed down, as if the music could not keep going away, it was like the player who played the qin walked tens of feet away, and then walked several miles away, so subtle that it can hardly be heard anymore.When the sound of the zither seemed to stop, one or two very low and thin sounds of the flute sounded beside the sound of the zither.The sound of the flute is round and round, and the sound of the flute gradually sounds, just like a flute player who is blowing and slowly approaching. , although extremely low and thin, each syllable is still clearly audible.Gradually, there are occasional pearls and jade jumping in the bass, clear and short, one after another, the number of sounds gradually increases, first like the splash of a singing spring, and then like a group of flowers competing for beauty, the flowers are full of flowers, and there are interstitial birds, singing and me, gradually The birds are gone, and the spring flowers are falling, but the sound of the rain is heard, and there is a scene of desolation and death. The drizzle is continuous, if there is nothing, and finally everything is silent.

At this time, a pleasant female voice came, "Uncle Xiang, is this song really composed by Uncle Qu and Liu Zhengfeng?"

Xiang Wentian was still intoxicated in the center of the music, and only after hearing Ren Yingying's inquiry did he come back to his senses, and replied: "Miss, this piece is called The Song of Swordsman, Brother Qu entrusted it to you when he was dying. I, want me to find a successor, alas, Xiang has no knowledge of rhythm, which caused this song to be dusty for a long time. On that day, Brother Qu was shocked by the leader, playing the piano and flute with Liu Zhengfeng alone, it was really wonderful."

Ren Yingying was silent when she heard the words, and after a long time she talked quietly: "The piano and flute ensemble, where in the world can I find such a person?"

Xiang Wentian's heart was moved, and he comforted him: "Miss, since the leader has passed away, instead of complaining about yourself here, it is better to go out for a walk. There is a lot of excitement in Henan in the past few days. You can go and have a look. Daddy If Miss is interested, how about Uncle Xiang to accompany you on this journey?"

Ren Yingying said slowly: "But I don't think it's bitter here, outside? There's nothing good outside." She seemed to think of something here, and she was stunned for a while.

Xiang Wentian patted Lvzhuweng a few times with his hands, the latter understood, he hesitated for a long time, and said: "Master Xiang Zuo, which sects will participate in the Songshan sect's martial arts conference?"

Xiang Wentian cleared his throat, and replied in a loud voice: "Zuo Lengchan is an ambitious dog, and almost all the slightly famous schools in the martial arts have come, saying that there is news of the missing disciples of each school, I think it is all an excuse At that time, there will inevitably be a fierce battle on Songshan Mountain."

The Green Bamboo Man asked again: "After the first battle in Hejiabao, didn't the world recognize Fang Ze of the Huashan School as the number one in the world? Isn't Zuo Lengchan afraid that his skills will be inferior to others, and he will help Fang Shaoxia instead?"

Xiang Wentian looked up to the sky and sighed, his voice was not without pain and said: "I'm afraid Fang Shaoxia will be doomed this time!"

Ren Yingying was originally pricking up her ears and listening intently, when she suddenly heard the words "Doomed", her heart tightened suddenly, she even held her breath, she just wanted to hear Xiang Wentian explain the following in detail.

When Xiang Wentian heard that there was no sound in the house, he felt amused, knowing that the eldest lady had always been mean-spirited, so he didn't wait for her to ask, and then said: "Since the death of the leader, I have been lurking in the Songshan sect as soon as I recovered from my wounds, ready to wait for an opportunity. Kill Zuo Lengchan to avenge the leader."

When Ren Yingying heard this, her mood darkened, she lightly parted her lips and said, "Uncle Xiang has a heart!"

Xiang Wentian waved his hand and said: "What I have done should not be praised by the eldest lady. Alas, although I have the intention to take revenge, I am afraid that I have more than enough energy. Then Zuo Lengchan's current martial arts may not be inferior to Dongfang Bubai. Every time I watch him practice from a distance, I feel terrified."

Ren Yingying's heart was heavy upon hearing this, and she remained silent.

Xiang Wentian said again: "Hahaha, hard work pays off, I have been lurking for more than a month, and I finally got a piece of useful news. I am sure that the disappearance of disciples from various sects in Jianghu was the result of Zuo Lengchan's collusion with He Jiabao." Yes. Hahaha, Zuo Lengchan has a good plan, and wants to use his achievements in rescuing the disciples of various sects and his own force to dominate the world!"

"Uncle Xiang is deceitful? Since Zuo Lengchan's martial arts are so powerful, how could you let him spy on you without knowing it?" Ren Yingying was very delicate, so she was a little puzzled when she first heard it.

"Missy is really smart. I only watched him practice for a while from a distance, and I almost died under Zuo Lengchan's sword. If I hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, I might have died. Hahaha, I can't fight Zuo Lengchan Could it be that he couldn't beat his stupid son? That night I disguised myself and sneaked into Zuo's mansion, and tortured his son to extract a confession. Zuo Lengchan is such a hero, but his son is a pustule. They were all recruited. However, what he knew was limited, he only vaguely knew that a man named He Da lived in his house for a long time..."

Ren Yingying asked: "Uncle Xiang Zuo Lengchan's son was killed by you..."

"That kid is an idiot, killing him doesn't hurt my hands..."

Ren Yingying breathed a sigh of relief, "He doesn't like killing innocent people indiscriminately!"

Xiang Wentian said again: "Miss, with He Da's name, I deliberate a little bit, and this matter is probably not far from ten, as I said!"

Ren Yingying nodded lightly and said, "Uncle Xiang, let's go to Songshan Mountain too!"

(End of this chapter)