Qingchuan History

Chapter 115 Old Dream ([-])

She had mixed feelings, she was happy that she finally had a name, but she was not very satisfied with the name itself.

But of course it's a nod.Not only nodded, but she also knelt down respectfully: "Ting Ge thank you teacher for giving me the name. Please accept Ting Ge's three respects."

The young woman was a little surprised, looked at the little girl kneeling on the ground, and said with a half-smile: "How do you know that I will accept you as a student?"

Jing Tingge raised his face, full of firmness in his childishness: "Tingge has no parents. The teacher gave Tingge a name, which is Tingge's reborn parents. Tingge wishes to follow the teacher all his life."

As she spoke, she kowtowed her head three times, and her forehead was flushed when she raised her face.Many years later, Ruan Xueyin occasionally thought of this scene, maybe it was in a dream, and she still thought she was very witty and mature at that time: just hearing her call a teacher, she followed the same example, kowtowed and worked hard to learn from her teacher, Then he escaped from the fire pit and restarted his life.

She wasn't sure if the teacher had intended to take her as an apprentice, and even suspected that the reason they went down the mountain was for this little girl.Because they didn't go anywhere, they came directly to Jingyuan County.

As for whether there are peers living with her on the mountain, she doesn't care at all, she just thinks that there are many filthy places below the mountain, which she doesn't like very much, and always wants to go back soon.

"You little girl, you are articulate and clever. That's all, come with me."

Jing Tingge is full of joy, but also very confused, so he can leave?Wouldn't she be caught by Aunt Song?
"The guest officer wants to stay in the hotel? What are you talking about with this little hoof? She is a handyman and doesn't know anything. Ouch-look at this little girl, they say that our women in Yin country are fair, I haven't seen it yet So white, whiter than the snow on the winter branches!"

The tall woman was wearing a navy blue double-breasted top and a skirt of the same color. She had been washed too many times, and she was already a little gray; she was talking nonsense, and trotted all the way to the young woman, and saw the little girl under the pear tree again. , took two steps forward and stretched out his hand to touch that fair and tender face.

The girl named Xiaoxue hadn't moved her position since she came in, and she didn't seem to want to have anything to do with her surroundings. At this moment, she was finally so intimidated that her eyes widened, and she took several steps back, almost falling over.

Jing Tingge looked funny, and thought that such a fair and beautiful person would naturally be afraid of Mrs. Song who was covered in filth; in fact, Mrs. Song cleaned up on weekdays, and her body smells from time to time. She didn't smell it when she was beaten recently. Got that smell.

But for Xiaoxue, it was still very scary.Some people are disgusting no matter how clean they are, because the soul is unclean, the heart is bad, and the stench will escape through bright clothes.

The teacher was calm, turned his head to look at Aunt Song and said indifferently: "My student is not used to getting too close to people, and I don't like being touched. I'm rude."

Aunt Song was stunned: "Oh, I think it's your daughter! Blame me, blame me," she looked at the little girl who was still in shock, "It's the aunt who was rude! Follow me in quickly, all the rooms here are the best , clean and bright, every day we—”

"I'm going to take this little girl away. What do you think is the right thing to do?"

Apart from those eyes, Jing Tingge dreamed of this scene most often in the next ten years, and it was always when these words sounded.

I have a very vague impression of how they talked about it; I only vaguely remember that Aunt Song sighed and told how much she paid for this girl, and she only worked for a year, and she was too young to do anything. When she grows up, she will work harder; she also said that she has a good appearance, but now she is just not tidied up, and when she is older, she will be no worse than a student like you. If she is sold somewhere, it will be a lot of money.

She was too young at that time, and she hadn't been out much, so she didn't understand what kind of place it was.After going up the mountain, she started to read and write. Several years passed, and one night she had a dream again, and she finally solved the mystery. That place was the brothel.

She woke up in the middle of the night, her pajamas drenched in cold sweat.Everything was quiet, Ruan Xueyin was sleeping soundly on the bed ten feet away.Because she couldn't bear the candlelight, she always lay on her side with her back turned to reduce the surrounding brightness.Because of this, Ruan Xueyin has been accustomed to lying on her right side for many years.This habit has not changed even to Qi Gong, and has been with her for a whole life.

Jing Tingge never told Ruan Xueyin how satisfied and at ease she felt when she opened her eyes in the middle of the night and found that there was light in front of her but no creaking sound, and the back of her lying on her side was only ten feet away.They have never been sisters who love each other, one is cold and the other is extreme, but Ruan Xueyin's existence has helped her gradually get rid of those childhood nightmares.

But as they grow older and their knowledge deepens, indifference and extremeness begin to weaken, and eventually become the background color of their characters; instead, they are calm, peaceful, aggressive, and ambitious.

"So counting, I should have lived in that inn for less than a year. The summer of the eighth year of Yongkang, and the spring of the ninth year of Yongkang. My first memory was in summer, because it was very hot to sleep at night, and the quilt seemed to have never been changed. Only Spring and autumn are suitable, and winter is very cold."

It seemed that the temperature dropped on the top of the mountain, or it was the mountain wind, or it was just that she herself suddenly felt cold.

She shivered.

Murong Xun felt it, raised his hand, finally put it down, and only handed over the black cloak he was wearing to signal her to cover it.

"Without Lord Ji Ji, you would not have become Jing Tingge, let alone come to Cangwu. I have to thank her face to face if I have the opportunity."

Jing Tingge looked at the unreal mountain scenery hidden by the lights, and said indifferently: "The monarchs of Qingchuan and the four countries have all visited Pengxi Mountain in person. It is not impossible for you to see the teacher."

"If I go, there is something I want to ask, but I don't know if you will let me ask."

"what do you wish to ask?"

"As your teacher and the only elder, how does she consider your life-long affairs. Ruan Xueyin is married, what about you?"

The Xiangshan lights that lit up half of Qingchuan had some effect after all.Murong Xun was ready to meet her choking, but the other party was unexpectedly calm.

"In one month, you went to Sumen Valley three times."

Jump directly to the topic without even refusing or persuading.

Murong Xun was startled.

"Yes."

"You are really not afraid of being known by Gu Xinglang, you are stationing troops."

"I arranged it very secretly, and only Huo Qi was with me."

"That's why you trust Huo Qi?"

Murong Xun raised his eyebrows: "You don't even believe him?"

"If you want to keep something a secret, the safest way is for only the person involved to know." She looked at him with serious eyes, "You, me, Shangguan Shuo, Huo Yan, there are already enough people."

"Huo Yan is training soldiers, do you think you can hide it from Huo Qi?"

Jing Tingge was silent, and suddenly jumped back to the previous topic:

"Actually, according to the current situation, there is one person you will marry sooner or later."

(End of this chapter)