Qingchuan History

Chapter 877
In the early morning of the next day, Ruan Xueyin opened her eyes and saw for a while the ancient and unclean inner roof of the stone house.The light of the sky flickers in the tiny gaps, a little bit of brilliance, which is similar to the starry sky.

"Did you sleep well?"

But hearing a soft voice in her ear, she turned her head and saw Gu Xinglang looking up.

"Okay. Very sober." She replied softly, "How about you?"

"very good."

Most of the time when I wake up in the morning, or she is arched in his arms, or he hugs her from behind, and they lie flat at this moment, it is usually because of the big event discussed the night before, or the important event that is about to happen that day. .

"Have you counted the distance? After breakfast, when will we arrive at Shen Ji's house?"

This way of asking is very similar to visiting relatives.

Gu Xinglang laughed, and turned to look at her, "It's all arranged, just follow along."

Buzhou Mountain does not seem to rain.

This is the third day of Ruan Xueyin's arrival. The same sunlight covers the mountains and fields, and the sea of ​​flowers and meadows meet the blue sky. It gives people the illusion that Shen Ji's talk of climate change and clan migration, and Xia Yao's talk of avalanches, mountain earthquakes, and miracles are buried forever. not real.

This sacred mountain with myths, seems to have not changed for thousands of years.

But Shen Ji will not continue to lie.When Ruan Xueyin heard the sound of water flowing and saw Tianhe Valley, she convinced herself.The village was scattered among the river valleys, and his clansmen should not be the only ones waiting there.

But she still saw his people first.

Through the car window, the obsidian curtain is still swaying in the corner with the bumps of the mountains, and its rhythm matches the sound of the wheels of the car, and also corresponds to the sound of the gurgling water.

On the bank of the flowing water, a strangely dressed woman was laundering her clothes. Two children beside her, a man and a woman, splashed water on each other and sang.

The river water is blue and thicker than the sky, surrounded by vast green fields dotted with flowers, it is extremely open, bright and lofty, Ruan Xueyin could see it, and after a long time, she went to look at Gu Xinglang beside her.

He squinted his eyes slightly, seeming to be watching but not looking.

It reminds me of 14 years ago.At that time, Gu Xinglei was still the crown prince, and Li Hongjian was their riding and archery teacher.Those young boys from prominent backgrounds followed Uncle Li on a trip to Buzhou Mountain. The oldest in the team was 15-year-old Ji Ping, and the youngest was 1-year-old Gu Xinglang. 【[-]】

He bought a jasper bracelet here for Ji Wanling, kept it for ten years, and Jing Hong only gave it away for six years.

And Ruan Xueyin has no memory of whether the bracelet is still on Ji Wanling's wrist.

"No wonder Chunfeng is fascinated. Isn't this the ideal place for you and me." She whispered softly, but she didn't expect him to answer.

Gu Xinglang nodded quickly, "Yes. When I was young, I only felt it was novel, but at this age, I realize that it is unparalleled."

After he finished speaking, he ordered the car to stop and held out his hand to her.

He reached out to her in the first year of acquaintance, but she refused to accept it at first.

Up to now, this posture is still the same, the height of the five fingers and the winding lines of the palm are the same as in the past, and she has been able to put her hands on it naturally and habitually.

They got out of the car hand in hand.

"It still looks far away." She said, whether it meant getting out of the car too early.

"Let's go for a walk." He returned, leading her along the river.

Soon, he was spotted by two children by the river, and ran to chatter with the woman.

Some distance away, Ruan Xueyin could still tell that what they were speaking was not Qingchuan official dialect, and she couldn't understand it at all.

"Shen Ji told you, his name is very long, so he pronounced it in such words."

Ruan Xueyin nodded, "He said you named him based on that, and asked me if I had ever named someone else. I think what he meant was that if he did, that person would protect me for the rest of his life just like he treated you. comprehensive."

She lowered her voice when she said this.

Gu Xinglang's heart skipped a beat, "Is there?"

"The court song."

Jing Tingge told Murong Xun about this naming past, but Ruan Xueyin didn't tell Gu Xinglang.

"She did, indeed." After a while he replied, "So you are very good at naming things. Back then, you didn't want to bother about your daughter's nickname."

Ruan Xueyin knew that he was joking on purpose, so she shook off the melancholy she felt because of Jing Tingge, and smiled, "I just gave birth back then, so I was really tired. And I must not wake up as well as you."

Gu Xinglang held her hand tightly, "She will be fine. Murong will protect her."

"Yes." Ruan Xueyin answered subconsciously.

Jing Tingge is not afraid of death, the final match this time is Shangguan Yan, how can he teach people not to worry.

"That year in Pengxi Mountain, I asked him if he wanted to exchange the throne for Jing Tingge, would he change it?"

Ruan Xueyin immediately stopped and turned around.

Seeing her earnestly waiting for the answer, Gu Xinglang sighed in his heart, "I say I will change."

Ruan Xueyin was completely confused, "Huh?"

"That's it. I asked him, but he didn't answer. He just asked me if I would change it for you. I said I would."【2】

"And then? He never answered?"

"No. But he couldn't sleep that night and said he was hungry. The two of us ran to the kitchen to cook noodles. Then you and Jing Tingge came. You know what happened next."

Ruan Xueyin was stunned in the blue field that was connected to the sky. "Then you think he couldn't sleep that night because—"

"Think about this question carefully. He probably never thought about it seriously, and he was shocked by my answer. The situation between Jing Tingge and him is special because she is his adviser and has been tied to his throne from the very beginning. He, the throne, and Jingting song are all one. Therefore, in his full cognition, the matter of exchanging the throne for Jingting song is absurd, because this choice seems to be It’s not going to happen, it’s not going to happen.”

Ruan Xueyin was relieved by these words. "It's the same with Jing Tingge. She won't let it happen."

Gu Xinglang was silent for a moment, as if hesitating whether to tell her or not, he finally said: "I sent an order to the northern border, if Wei Guo ceases fighting and seeks peace, I will agree."

Ruan Xueyin was a little apprehensive, "Before I left Suoning, the north had already breached Weinan's line of defense. This round can actually—"

"Don't worry, it's not for you to stop. It's tragic enough, and I also want to consider the stability of my country. Jidu and Cangwu are in the same danger. If we continue to carry on internal and external troubles at the same time, I will lose control."

Ruan Xueyin pondered for a while, "Wei will ask for peace."

“How come you see?”

"I have always thought that the Huo family in Fufeng City is a variable. Before I came to you, I was reminded of Jingting Song like this. And it is Huo Yan who is in charge of the battle in Weinan."

They are far away in the sky now, they don't know the situation of Cangwu at all, so they can only rely on the previous deduction.

"Do you think that Jing Tingge will lure him back to rescue him with the survival of his family at the stake?"

Ruan Xueyin shook her head, "It's all guesswork. In fact, if Huo and Shangguan are in the same camp, if Huo Yan led the troops back, it would be more likely to help Shangguan at the banquet, so how could he save him?"

Gu Xinglang stopped the thoughts flying in his head, "You, worrying about Ji and worrying about Cangwu, worrying about me and her, will only tire you down. Everyone has their own destiny, so let's clear the snow for yourself first. "

The two of them stood and talked without moving, and they didn't realize that the two children by the river were jumping towards this end.

Being blocked by the dark guard, the two children were too frightened to move, Gu Xinglang just turned around and let them go.

Then the boy led his younger sister to him, and the younger sister held two things in her palms, just like that, her bright eyes looked at the two of them, as if to invite them to eat.

Ruan Xueyin wasn't sure if it was some kind of caramel, so she didn't take it right away.

Gu Xinglang, who has always been a clean freak, reached out to take it, threw it into his mouth, sipped it, and smiled at the children.

Ruan Xueyin is a drug user herself, and she is very cautious about diet, especially his diet, so she immediately pinched his palm to imply him to spit it out.

However, Gu Xinglang picked up another one from the girl's hand and fed it to her mouth, "This one is called Nai, it probably reads like this, try it, it tastes different from the caramel we often eat."

Ruan Xueyin opened her mouth calmly, only to realize that he had been here and stayed here before, so he was really familiar with this place.

It is strangely sweet in the mouth, with a slight bitterness and astringent aftertaste, which makes Ruan Xueyin, who has tasted sweets all over the world, feel special.

So he and the children continued towards the village.When they approached, the woman by the river had just finished washing her clothes, she stood up and saw Gu Xinglang, she stared at it for a while, then suddenly opened her mouth.

Immediately realizing the language barrier, his face was slightly anxious.

Gu Xinglang watched her think in her mind, and retrieved some impressions.He first met this woman when he was ten years old, she was only twelve or thirteen, she was Shen Ji's neighbor, and gave him a bunch of peach blossoms on the day he left.

At that time, she was really juicy, but now she is only 26, but she is older than the 26 woman at the foot of the mountain, only her eyes are still clear, full of innocence.

14 years is really too long.

He walked over and bowed to her with the courtesy under the mountain.The woman was stunned for a while, she thought of something for a long time, slightly bent her knees, and raised her hands to her chest, the movements were unfamiliar, but very similar to the ceremony of Qingchuan women.

Gu Xinglang smiled.That was what they taught her 14 years ago. Time dilutes the past, and some will eventually remain.

What is left is the will of the people.Never forget, will leave marks.

Ruan Xueyin stood here watching, roughly guessing that she was an old acquaintance, and wondered whether this woman knew Gu Xinglang's true identity—even though Shen Ji said that his family all worshiped those murals and knew the oracle, and they were all familiar with it for a hundred years. After all, only Anatan was the one who came out of the mountain to make plans. The villagers, not necessarily, it should be said that most of them were ignorant of the details.

Moreover, a bunch of people came here 14 years ago, and the only one who knew that Gu Xinglang was the most important one was Shen Ji who was about to be taken away by Li Hongjian.

While thinking about it, Gu Xinglang turned around and waved, and she walked over to see the woman's kind face, smiled and gave a proper female salute.The woman hurriedly returned the gift, imitating Ruan Xueyin's movements, this time it was more similar.

"Is it okay to just go along the river?" Gu Xinglang asked, speaking in Qingchuan Mandarin and using gestures to assist.

Apparently the woman understood it by hand gestures. She nodded and raised her hand to lead them forward, meaning to lead them there.

Gu Xinglang has been here before, so what he asked was not the direction of the village, but the direction of the people.

Disturbingly, the woman understood.

After summer, the days are getting longer across the continent.The daylight in Buzhou Mountain was longer than that outside, and after a few days, Ruan Xueyin paid attention, and it became clear.

If you were in Jidu at this time, it would be completely dark.Buzhou Mountain is about to welcome dusk, and the sun is still bright as it slant to the west.

The children continued to speak in a language they did not understand and pestered their mother from time to time.Gu Xinglang and Ruan Xueyin looked at the beautiful scenery of the water and mountains, and finally saw a row of people in front of the houses on the opposite bank, on the other side of the river.

This village in the valley is built along the water, which is the opposite of the emphasis on facing south at the foot of the mountain. The houses on the south side of the river bank are piled up, but on the north side where they are located, there are only a few scattered families.

So the row of people standing in front of the house by the water is not obvious, because most of them are dressed in the same color as the house, and the emerald Ji Wanling is connected with the green field.

Gu Xinglang stopped first.

Ruan Xueyin has good eyesight and has been traveling with Gu Xinglei for several days. She saw it at a glance and said softly:
"middle."

There were five people in total, with Gu Xinglei in the middle, two old men on the left and one on the right, Ji Huan and Wen Fei, Ji Wanling on Ji Huan's left, and Li Hongjian on Wen Fei's right.

Because the one in the middle died and came back to life, the sequence of events will also change accordingly, so Ruan Xueyin said this first.

Then I saw Gu Xinglang walking towards the river, walking straight until the toes of his shoes almost touched the water before stopping.

She thought he was going to yell brother.

Immediately he laughed—how could Gu Xinglang be like this.

She also wondered whether Gu Xinglei would speak out, but she was not sure, because in the final analysis, she didn't know this person well enough.

On the other side, Ji Wanling seemed to be feeling the same ups and downs as her, Zhuo Zhuo looked this way.

It was inevitable that he would make eye contact with her.

It's too far away to exchange any emotions, but it's clearly the same.

Then she saw Gu Xinglei set off and walked towards the river, but he didn't stop, but jumped—there was a raft by the water's edge, and she was so focused on the person just now that she didn't pay attention at all.

Ruan Xueyin didn't know the customs here, and felt that this thing was not used by the locals, like, freshly made?
Gu Xinglei propped up the raft with a pole and rowed over.

Gu Xinglang seemed to have settled down over the years, his back was leisurely and elegant, and it was especially beautiful when it fell on the banks of the green mountains and rivers.

But she knew he was restless.

She watched Gu Xinglei land on the shore, jumped off the raft, and walked in front of him.

The two brothers are about the same height, and both are tall and straight, while the elder brother has slightly wider shoulders and a thicker body.

She couldn't see his expression.

The title that I had been waiting for silently was never heard from either of the two.

It was Gu Xinglang who stretched out his arms first, his white wide sleeves swaying in the golden twilight, with a sense of expanse for no reason.

Gu Xinglei hesitated a little, but also stretched his arms.

The two brothers hugged each other vigorously, silently but shaking the mountains and rivers.

[1] 229 No Zhou Qingwei

[2] 348 Advise the king to cherish the youth (twenty)

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