Legend of the Knight

Chapter 168 Feng Qiuhuang

When Huang Xiaoshi had already taken Yan Yu to eat the most famous mutton pot in Luoyang Shennong Baicaomen, Weiming hadn't started eating yet.

Banquets are originally meant to enclose the land, and the greatest role in ancient and modern China and abroad is not the meal, but an occasion for intersection.

It's just that Weiming stands to the east and leans to the west for a while. These people are really not in the same circle, and they really can't get along with each other.

Among other things, just by looking at the dress of the passer-by, Weiming is the only one in this backyard who wears bunts.

Of course, a scholar still has some self-restraint, no one would point fingers at Weiming just because of his clothes, but Weiming felt a little bit hard in his heart.

Suddenly, Weiming saw a piano next to him, since he had nothing to do anyway, so he walked over and sat down, and then started to play as he pleased.

After the unknown bomb, the surroundings fell silent, and all the people who were still chattering stopped talking.

People gradually gathered around, obsessed with the inextricable ignorance of the melody, he suddenly seemed to see a familiar figure flashing past him.

"Den"

Weiming stopped and Qin suddenly stood up. He looked around, but found no acquaintances, as if the glance was just a mistake.

The person who didn't know why the sound of the piano was interrupted saw the young luthier sit down and then restarted the tune, playing another piece of music.

The style of this song is completely different from the one just now, and upon hearing it, it has an ancient rhyme.

"This." An old man closed his eyes and listened for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes and said, "This is "Feng Qiu Huang"."

When the sound of the piano was played for the second time, the old man danced and sang along with the sound of the piano:
"There is a beautiful woman who will never forget.

I don’t see you in a day, thinking like crazy.

Feng Fei soars, seeking phoenix from all corners of the world.

The helpless beauty is not on the east wall. "

"well!"

The song ended with applause everywhere.

The atmosphere immediately became coaxed, and when Yuanwai Jin saw it, he loudly informed everyone that the "Flower Viewing Wine" had begun.

Following an order, the servants of the Jin family came into the backyard like flowing water. Giant candles and lanterns were hung up, the tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and the dishes and chopsticks were all set.

All kinds of delicacies were served on the table in a row, and finally a jar of daughter's red meal was placed on the table.

The hosts and guests came to the table one after another. After three rounds of drinking, Jin Yuanwai knocked on the gold with his chopsticks, and shouted triumphantly, "Come on, invite Madam Ten out."

As the words fell to the ground, I saw a woman in a bright red dress, accompanied by two maids, who lowered her head and walked slowly into the yard. This is Madam Shi.

Mrs. Ten made a salute to everyone, and said: "I am a pomegranate, and I greet you all."

After the ceremony, Mrs. Ten had just raised her head when suddenly, all the lights and candles in the courtyard were extinguished.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the moment the candles went out, you couldn't see your fingers.

I only heard the sound of something being knocked over, and then the screams of various women.

With a flash of unknown perception, he saw a black shadow flying out of the yard.

"Could this be the flower picker?!"

Such a prostitute really specializes in robbing women from good families.

After Weiming stood up, he stayed where he was, and also flew up to the roof, chasing after the black shadow in the distance.

Although there is no curfew in Luoyang City at this time, the city gates have been closed. Let me see where you are running.

Unexpectedly, after the flower picker fled to the edge of the city wall with his people, a rope ladder had already been prepared here.

I saw the flower picker carrying Mrs. Ten and grabbing the ladder with one hand, and climbed up the city wall quickly.

"Don't leave the prostitute!"

Weiming shouted loudly, and he stepped on the wall of the city wall directly onto the top of the wall.

On the other side, the flower picker was pulling up the rope ladder, and he couldn't jump off it so high.

Wei Ming stopped in front of him.

"Damn whore, quickly put down that good woman!" Weiming shouted at the flower picker.

After the flower picker put away the rope ladder, he lowered it to the other side.Afterwards, the flower picker whispered a few words in Mrs. Ten's ear.

Unexpectedly, after Mrs. Ten heard these words, she left the two of them and climbed down the rope ladder by herself.

"You you!"

Wei Ming was stunned to see such strange things.

What's the situation, just hugged for a while, and the flower picker recruited Mrs. Ten?
Weiming jumped in a hurry.

"Madam Ten?" Weiming stood on the edge of the city wall and looked down, only to see Madam Ten's hands and feet were extremely fast, and she was already halfway down.

Weiming didn't dare to shout loudly, the guards who attracted the guards were one of them, but what he was more afraid of was scaring Mrs. Shi down.

At this moment, Weiming felt a gust of wind coming, and subconsciously, Weiming dodged backwards, only to see a snow-white blade slashing across his eyes.

Such a familiar knife...

ah!That bad guy in the woods!

After forcing Weiming back from the edge of the city wall with a knife, the man in black jumped and jumped off the city wall.

The moment the man in black jumped, Weiming, who was about to chase after him, suddenly froze.

This back figure, the more you look at it, the more it looks like the wind and snow that you have been thinking about day and night.

Feng Chuixue is a flower picker?

No, no, this is not the point.

Feng Chuixue turned out to be the bad guy who almost hacked me to death in the woods?
No, that's not the point either.

Feng Chuixue turned out to be a woman!
Weiming's mind suddenly froze.

……

Today, the mutton pot was eaten with tea.

Yan Yu doesn't drink, and Huang Xiaoshi is too embarrassed to drink alone.

It's just that eating meat without drinking alcohol is equivalent to eating hot pot without dipping the plate, and it always feels like something is missing.

After the two finished their meal, they returned to Shennong Baicaomen. At this time, Yan Yu's residence had been tidied up, and it was a small room in the second courtyard.

The house is not big, but it is remote.

Anyway, Huang Xiaoshi felt that with Yan Yu's personality, the more he was arranged, the better.

It seems that he was right, at least Yan Yu seemed very satisfied with this place.

"Brother Yan, I'm new here, I'm afraid I won't take good care of you. If there's anything wrong, you can give it to me or someone else, whoever it is, just say it anyway. But don't be offended."

After Huang Xiaoshi greeted Yan Yu for the last time, he also returned to his small courtyard.

Just now, Huang Xiaoshi found the caravan that was leaving for Shuzhong tomorrow, and asked them to deliver the letter to the main gate of Shuzhong.

Huang Xiaoshi didn't know when to wake up, if the caravan left early, it would delay the letter.

Since it is something entrusted by others, it must be done well.

Huang Xiaoshi took out the flint and lit the straw paper slowly, and then used the straw paper to light the butter candle on the table. He sat in front of the table and took out a piece of paper from his arms.

Huang Xiaoshi opened the paper, and the paper was full of words. It turned out that this was the letter from this afternoon.

Huang Xiaoshi asked someone to bring a letter to Shuzhong, but he copied that letter again after returning to this room, and this is the original manuscript.

This manuscript has an extremely important use for Huang Xiaoshi.

Under the illumination of a super bright candlestick with five candles lit, Huang Xiaoshi was carefully looking at the words of the manuscript, Yan Yu's words.

After he and Cheng Wang took the lead, one day suddenly, Huang Xiaoshi thought of a serious problem.

Although Yan Yu thinks that there is nothing to prove his identity now, he said that he missed something.

That is handwriting.

Once a person's writing is formed, it is difficult to change.Even though the written characters will change with age, the font and font will not change.

It is no exaggeration to call Yan Yu's handwriting a treasure of calligraphy.

Huang Xiaoshi has no way to gamble. In this world, there are no words left by Yan Yu when he was a child. This is the biggest flaw.

Of course, King Cheng must have obtained his own handwriting, maybe he is already checking it, and the result must be wrong.

But this is not important, Huang Xiaoshi can deliberately write a different look because he is worried that his whereabouts will be discovered.

But there is a problem here, Huang Xiaoshi must be able to write the original font.

Even if you don't quite learn it well, you can use the excuse that you haven't written for many years, but you must be able to write.

That's the details.

The devil is in the details.

There are so many things in ancient and modern times, everything was arranged properly, but in the end, the chain fell off in the inconspicuous details, leading to the whole collapse.

A lie needs a hundred lies to make up for.From the first lie, one must lie until the logic is self-consistent, until the lie merges into the truth.

Now, Huang Xiaoshi is missing handwriting.

Huang Xiaoshi was running the [Inner Alchemy True Method] while picking up a pen to write.

These characters are still too few, and I have to find a way to get some characters from Yan Yu in the future.

Huang Xiaoshi, who was so cautious, probably didn't expect that his meticulous preparation was really not in vain.

Cheng Wang and Bai Jiuchi did not continue to investigate Huang Xiaoshi's background, but another person kept looking into his case.

……

During this period of time, Weiming has been searching for news about the flower pickers in Luoyang and its surrounding areas.

Seeing Weiming's jealous look, everyone lamented that the young hero of Xiaoyao Valley is really chivalrous, and even Jin Yuanwai persuaded Weiming Haosheng: "Don't bother me. Isn't it just a woman? I'll buy another one." That's it.

You come to me eight times a day, are you annoying?

If you bother me, I will report to the police!
Ah, no, I am the official.

Get out of here! "

It's a pity that after stealing the tenth lady, the flower picker disappeared without a trace.

After this clue was broken, Weiming had to think of another way.

Weiming heard that Mrs. Ten was originally from the east of Luoyang City, so she wanted to start from this aspect, maybe there would be something to gain.

As a result, Weiming found Mrs. Ten's home in the east of the city, and found that Mrs. Ten's family had a very strange attitude towards her.

The mother in her family is obedient, as if she dared not say anything, while her father is indifferent.

However, Weiming really got a bit of an unexpected harvest, saying that there lived a scholar named Li Weizhi on the same street.

Li Weizhi and Sister Shiliu have been childhood sweethearts since they were young, and when they grow up, they are more concubines.

Li Wei's family was poor, and his parents passed away early. Although he has read a lot of poetry and books and is extremely intelligent, but because he doesn't understand some of the ways in the examination room, his fame has not been smooth, and he is still a scholar until now (examination is very good for exams. It's hard to spell it out without some family property).

It was because Li Weizhi was a poor scholar, and Sister Pomegranate's father hated the poor and loved the rich very much, so he was greedy for money and sold Sister Pomegranate to Jin Yuanwai for a high price of 1000 taels of silver.

Weiming heard that the neighborhood neighbor said that on the day Sister Shiliu got married, Xiucai went out of the city alone, saying that she was going to throw herself into the lake.

"Then, is Li Xiucai dead?" Weiming asked.

The neighbors shook their heads and said that since that day, they have never seen Li Xiucai again.

Weiming went to the lake to have a look around, and asked the fishermen nearby, and said that no floating corpses were found during this time.

If you look at these few things alone, each of them is extremely strange, but when you look at them together, you can understand it before you understand it.

No wonder that night, Shiliu desperately climbed the ladder and climbed down the city wall by herself, as if she had been robbed by someone.

Feng Chuixue must have told her where Li Weizhi was waiting for her, so she cooperated like this.

The parents of Sister Shiliu's family probably also guessed something, because their daughter disappeared with Li Weizhi, and they most likely eloped.

But Pomegranate's father had already received a gift money of 1000 taels from Jin Yuanwai, and he would never refund the money, so today Weiming came to ask her, but Pomegranate's father seemed to be rushing someone out.

Pomegranate's mother wanted to ask about Pomegranate's safety, but she was afraid that she would cause trouble to her family if she wanted to ask, so she was timid and full of words and dared not speak.

So far, the mystery of the flower thief has been solved. The flower thief is Feng Chuixue, but the so-called flower picking and stealing are actually saving people.

Feng Chuixue is indeed a good person, just this time, she saved Shiliu and Li Weizhi at the same time.

Weiming now feels as sweet as eating honey in his heart, he has already used all the good words he can think of on Feng Chuixue's head, really wishing to blow the woman he likes to the sky.

But, where is the wind and snow?

I really want to see her again.

……

Yan Yu lived a simple and happy life in Shennong Baicaomen.

Huang Xiaoshi observed Yan Yu's every word and deed every day, so as to facilitate imitation.

At this time, Huang Xiaoshi finally understood why Yan Yu was called "Sword Crazy".

The meaning of this sword idiot is not that Yan Yu practiced sword constantly every day, but that his attitude towards swords was like a fetish.

Take Jing Ji, another martial arts fanatic that Huang Xiaoshi is very familiar with, as an example, the second senior brother is a standard action guy, and he will itch all over if he doesn't practice with others for three days.

Thorn is a dual practice of swords and swords, but Thorn can rank among the top three among the younger generation in both saber and sword skills.

However, no matter how much Thorn likes to practice sword martial arts, the sword itself is a set of tools for him. As long as there is a better and more convenient sword, he can change it at will, without attachment.

But Yan Yu is different, he treats the sword in his hand like a lover.

Although Yan Yu also likes other swords, but that kind of liking is the same as a man liking a beautiful woman, and the sword in his hand is his wife, lover, and the true love of this life.

Huang Xiaoshi was shocked when he saw Yan Yu's actions when he wiped his sword with a cotton towel every day, as well as that look in his eyes.

Naturally, Huang Xiaoshi also gave up the idea of ​​asking Yan Yu for a quick sword again.

Respect marriage and reject mistresses.

……

Yan Yu is extremely satisfied with her current life.

Shennong Baicaomen is not as quiet as Qingcheng Mountain, people come and go every day, everyone comes in and out, but all of this is transparent to Yan Yu.

Yan Yu is separated from life.

Not only off-duty, but also everything, Yan Yu doesn't need to do it.Huang Xiaoshi didn't give orders, and secondly, he didn't make arrangements, so everyone treated this little brother as air.

Every day, Yan Yu would find a place to practice sword in the second courtyard, and no one came to talk to him from the morning dance to the afternoon.

Huang Xiaoshi also had a lot of free time, and the two of them used a few tricks from time to time.

What Yan Yu admired was that Huang Xiaoshi's swordsmanship was really exquisite, and he benefited a lot from fighting with him.

In the Qingcheng School, one of the most distressing aspects of Yan Yu was that he had no opponent to learn from, so he could only practice by himself while repeatedly brainstorming in his mind.This imaginary move is definitely not as good as rubbing against people.

In just ten days, Yan Yu has already fallen in love with life here.

Does Bi Sishu?
Happy here, don't miss Shu.

(End of this chapter)