Qingchuan History

Chapter 346

When Gu Xinglang opened the door and came out from the big house, the rain eased a little.The sound tide like a net fades to nothing, and the fine raindrops hang down, light and not sticking to clothes.The distant mountains are still deeply locked in the mist, and the looming dark color is dots of ink on the sky blue curtain.

He looked around, and there was emptiness, even more desolate than when he went up the mountain yesterday.Listening attentively, there was clanging sound from the direction of the kitchen, and suddenly there was the sound of chopping firewood, and there were a few clicks, but it was light and agile.

With a heartbeat, he walked over quickly, and saw Murong Xun was washing a pot of vegetables by the sink, clumsy; Jing Tingge was squatting on the other side, burying his head in his head, quite focused, and his movements were big, he was actually——

kill fish.

Even if her face and expression are chilling, it is normal for such a beautiful woman to kill fish squatting in the kitchen environment, the picture is still a bit too exciting.

Shocking and shocking.

Gu Xinglang raised his eyebrows, walked in, and patted Murong Xun's right shoulder: "Teacher is waiting inside, let me tell you, you can go in anytime." Then he glanced at Jing Ting Ge who was squatting on the ground, "Thanks for your hard work, Jing Tingge gentlemen."

Jing Tingge was taking out the filth from the fish maw and throwing it aside, without raising his head, he said in a cold voice: "Come on. If it comes after the sound of chopping wood, hurry up."

Gu Xinglang smiled, walked towards the backyard, but listened to Jing Tingge and said again: "She has practiced this firewood chopping skill for more than ten years, and she is very good. Regardless of whether you are a man, you must not be as good as her. This matter, with Strength doesn't matter."

Sure enough, Ruan Xueyin sat on a small stool in the backyard, with her legs spread slightly apart, her left hand stabilized the wood, and she retracted her right hand to hold the ax once, once, twice, and the third strike fell, but there was a crisp click, The wood is divided into two halves.

The rain was thin and light, her skirt and hair were not wet, only a layer of water vapor covered her whole body.Even though she was so full of fireworks that some vulgar things were done by her, she had no sense of humor, instead, it was very attractive.

The same is true for watching the court singing and killing fish just now.

After all, he was born with Ji Ji and Peng Xishan's more than ten years of nurturing.His heart moved slightly, and before he had time to think about it, he just frowned and said, "It's raining. Why don't you go under the eaves. At least hold an umbrella."

Just now when he was talking to Murong Xun in the kitchen, Ruan Xueyin heard her, raised her eyes and smiled, "Am I superhuman? With this posture, there is no room for holding an umbrella."

Gu Xinglang raised his hands and put his fingers together to cover her head, "Find something to support the umbrella. It's so hard to split firewood and get caught in the rain."

"It's such a small amount of rain." Ruan Xueyin replied, not paying attention to it, and the movements of her hands didn't stop. There were crisp crackling sounds, and the ax broke to the wood. "If His Majesty Qi Jun is free at this moment, help me take the chopped things in." With a glance, seven or eight sticks of firewood fell into one side of the basket, which was tightly covered by a thick cloth, "Although it is covered, it is raining after all, and if it is slightly damp, it will not be able to light a fire later. "

"A pile of wood is well protected." But he was drenched in the rain.He was dissatisfied, so he quickly picked up the basket and brought it into the kitchen, unloaded the firewood, and returned to the place with the empty basket, "Get up. I'll do it."

"You won't. There are only a few, and it will be ready soon." She continued to move without getting up.

"It's just a few pieces of wood, there's nothing wrong with it. I'll come. Be obedient."

Ruan Xueyin couldn't resist him, so she had to stand up and pass the ax to him. Seeing that he sat down, picked up a log and put it away, and was about to chop, she hurriedly said, "Hold the bottom of the handle of the ax so that you can use your strength."

Gu Xinglang was a little embarrassed, coughed dryly, changed his position, aimed, calmed down, and chopped down with an axe.

Split to a section, a little crooked.

He picked up the axe, it was a bit difficult, he chopped again and again, not very coherent, tossing and turning five or six times, he finally split the log into two.

"The movements are correct, and the calmness and even breath are also correct." Ruan Xueyin stood a little far away, pursed her lips and smiled,
"It's just that, chopping firewood without looking at the pattern is exhausting. Some firewood can be split easily regardless of the pattern. This is the best, but there are very few. For some, it is not difficult to do as long as you observe the pattern and determine the angle of the axe." The most difficult thing is that those lines are chaotic or even scarred, there is almost no pattern to follow, and it is hard, I don’t have enough strength, so I usually don’t use it.”

She smiled, and went to pull him, "Chopping firewood is also about ten years of practice. Now that I get up, I will recover soon." Saying this, she glanced at the direction of the kitchen and lowered her voice, "If you don't go in to make a fire, the person inside will lose his temper. "

Gu Xinglang was so angry that he didn't want to get up, and pinched her cheek again, "It's actually been chopping firewood in the mountains for ten years. It's better to see it than to hear it. I can't see it."

Xu Xu whispered into the kitchen occasionally, Jing Tingge looked back at the situation in the backyard for a moment, took a breath, and rolled his eyes.Murong Xun was gone behind him, he must have gone to the big house to meet the teacher.

this person.She thought to herself, wondering if she had enough brains to deal with the teacher.But it should be fun.Compared with Gu Xinglang, who is evenly matched, it is interesting that he is not at the same level.

Murong Xun was sitting in Gu Xinglang's seat just now.

Ji Ji watched his expression for a moment, then said:

"His Majesty Weijun really has something to ask the grassroots."

Murong Xun was startled, "Why did you say that, senior? Could it be Gu Xinglang?"

"Your Majesty Qi Jun's question is for others. His Majesty Wei Jun's question is for yourself."

He thought for a while.

Not wrong.

"Senior knows what I want to ask?"

"Your Majesty, it's okay to ask. The grassroots should do their best."

"Junior has three questions." He nodded, "I'll ask the most important one first." He paused again to confirm the wording, "Why me?"

Jing Tingge came to Cangwu, why did you help me.In the past six years, I have asked the parties thousands of times, but never got a real so-called answer.

Ji Ji seemed surprised, and smiled, "Didn't Ting Ge tell Jun Shang?"

"No. So I'll ask Senior."

Ji Jian sat on the soft cushion, turned around slightly, looked around, then turned back, a little sorry, "It's long gone. I'm getting older, and I gradually can't remember whether I threw away some things."

She is still smiling.Even though he just smiled, Murong Xun was still shocked.

Jing Tingge said that the teacher seldom laughed.It's been two days since I went up the mountain. Before this moment, I had never seen her smile.

"Many years ago, there was a sand table in this big room. It was about the size of three books." She continued, looking down at the chessboard in front of the table and indicating, "We planted flags in it to represent the country; Put them one by one in the capitals of different countries, representing the characters."

Murong Xun's eyebrows were obviously raised.

Ji Ji noticed it, and explained with a smile: "It's really inappropriate and even more disrespectful to say it in front of your majesty. But it's the truth. Including you, including His Majesty Qi Jun who is outside at the moment, and Qingchuan's famous accomplice Princes and generals. Everyone is on that sand table."

She raised her eyes to look at the wall behind Murong Xun.Obviously very close, but that gaze seems to have drifted far away,

"It started about 11 years ago. Xiaoxue and Tingge were ten years old. We started this game and ranked the princes from all over the world who were most likely to inherit the throne one by one. Based on the real situation at the foot of the mountain, and the opponents Judging each person's personality and behavior characteristics, setting the respective strategies and behaviors of the princes and generals, and rehearsing possible situations, possible situations, and possible trends. Nearly [-] days and nights in five years, hundreds of I have gone through all these permutations and combinations in order to generate some insights and predictions about the development of the current situation in the future."

Murong Xun was dumbfounded.

It was quiet all around, and the noise in the kitchen seemed to be locked in another time and space by the rain and fog.

Ji Ji laughed again, stretched out her hand and began to collect the chess pieces in front of her.
"Ting Ge gave this game a name. It's called Tuba Qingchuan."

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