win the hairpin

259 The Long Night
Yin Xiao's answer caused a tsunami in You Song's heart, setting off turbulent waves, but Yin Xiao himself was always indifferent and calm, with a resolute light in his eyes, a glimmer of light only after thousands of years of hard work.

You Song calmed down, and said in a low voice, "You shouldn't be shooting at Zhang's family."

The Zhang family is very familiar with Wenhou's spear, and Yin Xiao is tantamount to self-destructive identity.

Yin Xiao chewed on a red bayberry that he had crushed, thinking that he didn't need to answer this question.

At that time, even if it happened again, he would do the same.

You Song also tasted the red bayberry, it was sour and sweet, it was really good, the lady must like it: "I'm leaving, you should be careful, don't let people stare at you."

Walking to the door, he said something like a knife: "Don't let anyone disturb the eldest lady's family."

Yin Xiao nodded, waited for You Song to leave, counted the bank notes, hooked the honey fried rice on the little finger of his left hand, and hooked the other three packages of red bayberry separately, then hugged the package with a hole in his right hand, walking like flying to a tea house .

Before arriving at the tea house, he saw Zhang Xutang.

Zhang Xuzhang rode a jet-black black horse, wearing a red brocade robe with an eagle woven with gold threads, holding his head up and spreading his wings, plus his fine white skin, bright eyes and white teeth, and long single eyelids swept out. He was so arrogant and noble that passers-by on the side of the road looked at him and thought he was very rich, prosperous and dazzling.

Surrounding him were Li Ran and other yamen, all of whom were angry horses in fresh clothes.

There were a dozen or so idlers and three or two villains, carrying slingshots, hammer pellets, balloons, and tooth cards, followed by entourage and guards, driving a carriage full of tea, wine and fruit, out of the city for fun.

The yamen had already had breakfast and drank three or two glasses of wine, and they all rode their horses wantonly on Caomen Street with a little bit of alcohol.

Caomen Avenue is not as spacious as Yujie Street. There are shops and vendors on both sides. The horses neighed, and the vendors ran away one after another. An old man was beaten to pieces and passed out on the spot.

The two peddlers wept bitterly. Many people gathered around the old man, but they dared not speak. In the end, Yuan Shaopei passed by with two attendants and a box of account books, and sent the old man to the hospital.

Yin Xiao stood there without moving, the noisy crowd blocked his figure, making him stare at another figure across the street like a shadow.

Across the street stood the Bronze Crane.

Copper Crane wore a dust hat with a deep brim, which covered most of his face, and looked out from under the brim of the hat, glancing across the crowd one by one.

Undoubtedly, he was searching for Yin Xiao.

Yin Xiao only took one look at him, and then disappeared into the crowd like a fish, disappearing without a trace.

After discovering the copper crane, Yin Xiao's heart almost jumped out of his chest, as if he had fallen into a pan of oil in the hot summer, and he didn't even notice that the bayberry in his arms had rolled down two grains, but he walked very fast, his hands and feet Stiff as a puppet, his soul was floating, shivering under the terrified sun.

He returned to the tea house without looking back, and handed the big and small bags in his hand to Liu Qin. Liu Qin took it carefully in his hand, glanced in through the crack of the banana leaf, and said with a smile: "This red bayberry is ripe. Okay, let me soak it with well water first, the lady is drinking tea in the pavilion, you go."

Yin Xiao nodded stiffly. Although his face was expressionless, his face was terrifying. Liu Qin was startled and subconsciously wanted to avoid it. Yin Xiao had already turned around and went into the pavilion.

In the tea house, Yin Xiao didn't show anything strange again.

The fear passed away with time, and he accompanied Song Huiyue without saying a word. When he returned home at night, he and Song Huiyue had dinner at the same table. Go sharpen your fists and feet, sit on the porch of the inverted room with a stool in your hand, hide yourself in the shadows and watch for a moment.

Song Huiyue grew taller, and the flesh on her face became thinner, showing a tall nose bridge and a blunt chin, and her eyes became bigger and bigger. There was a lantern hanging in the yard, and the light of the fire was like a thin layer. The gauze poured gently all over her body.

The paper-wrapped incense was lit aside, exuding a faint smell of wormwood.

Song Huiyue's fingers fluttered, and the bamboo strips shook, moving across her fingertips, shaking her legs from time to time to drive away the mosquitoes.

After a while, she put down the bamboo strips, turned her head and reached out to serve tea, but the tea was empty, Yin Xiao immediately got up, like a light and agile beast, walked to Song Huiyue, took the teacup, and went to the kitchen to refill the tea.

Song Huiyue took the tea, took a sip, then reached out to sweep away the mosquitoes that were trying to approach, and said softly, "Why do mosquitoes only bite me and not you?"

With a lazy voice, she kept scratching Yin Xiao's heart.

Yin Xiao replied in a low voice: "I have rough skin and thick flesh."

Song Huiyue looked at him with a smile, and seeing him crouching low in front of her with one leg kneeling on the ground, she reached out and touched the top of his head: "Good boy."

Then she withdrew her hand and looked at the night sky. The clouds in the sky were like waves, covering the stars and the moon, leaving only clear light.

She said to herself: "I miss Tanzhou, a land of mountains and rivers, full of wind and rain."

Yin Xiao nodded: "Tanzhou is good."

Song Huiyue patted him on the shoulder, grabbed his clothes with his right hand, leaned back with the man and the stool, then stretched his left arm, fished out a cucumber from the water tank, and leaned forward with the man and the stool , back to the original place.

Biting off the tip of the cucumber with a "click", she said to Yin Xiao: "Look at my skill, I just learned a little bit from the master in the palace. If Auntie would let me learn, I would go to the end of the world with my sword now." .”

Yin Xiao nodded listening to the crisp chewing sound, thinking that the eldest lady is really bragging.

Mrs. Song watched from the bright side, and said to Aunt Lin: "Look, she's being lazy, and she's turning around Yin Xiao's envoys. It's a pity that Yin Xiao is not a big girl, and she can take her away even if she can't get married in the future."

After Song Huiyue finished eating the cucumbers, Yin Xiao brought the plums and the storybook without saying a word. Song Huiyue flipped through two pages, but felt that the new storybook was boring, and it was not as exciting as the little girls in the tea house quarreling.

She lowered her head again to weave bamboo baskets, while Yin Xiao sat in the corridor and continued to look at Song Huiyue.

He looked at it very seriously and carefully, engraving everything about Song Huiyue in his heart, including the mosquito bag between her eyebrows.

The lights in Song's house were slowly extinguished, and Yin Xiao sat there without moving. He didn't get up until the dead of night, and walked into the house.

After tidying up the things in the house, he dug out a sharp knife from under the mattress, tied it to his hand, walked to the door, saw that the latch was already locked, and did not open it again.

If you open it, you might be caught by a thief. With Tan Ran's snoring, even if the thief stepped on his bed, he wouldn't wake up.

Yin Xiao changed direction and jumped out of the wall. Before he could stand still, he saw a black shadow jumping down from the roof of Xiangpu opposite and disappearing into the night.

At the same time, a group of patrolling guards walked into Caomen Street with serious faces.

Yin Xiao also disappeared like the black shadow, so as not to attract the attention of the imperial army. At the same time, he found that there was far more than one person staring at the Song family on this street.

He knew all the people in King Jin, and those who didn't know him in front of him were more like dead soldiers of the Zhang family.

He quietly left Caomen Street and headed for Daxiangguo Temple.

A few figures followed closely behind him, avoiding the guards' inspection, and at the same time followed him not too far away. When he arrived outside the Daxiangguo Temple, there were already twenty people following him.

The leader is a copper crane, holding a long spear, like a murderous ghost.

(End of this chapter)