Gong Xue has bandits

Chapter 105 Trapped in Snow Valley
Half a year later, in Kuocang Valley, heavy snow fell, and the sky and the earth turned white.

Before the main camp, the lips of the two guards were blue from the cold, and a thin layer of frost even formed on their eyelashes. One of them sneezed, rubbed his hands and said:

"Grandma, when will this heavy snow pass? The wolf cubs of the Di tribe are guarding outside the valley, but the reinforcements and food have not been delivered yet. If this stalemate continues, I'm afraid we will die from the enemy In the hands of the army, he was frozen to death by the blizzard!"

The other was a little older, frowned slightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Okay! Don't say such frustrating words, the two generals are still ahead of us, what do you have to complain about?"

The young one continued to rub his hands, heaved a sigh of relief, still full of anger: "I'm not complaining, I just feel worthless for the two generals!"

He grabbed the clothes on his chest, the inside was extremely thin, it could even be said to be empty, unable to keep out the cold at all.

"Squeeze it yourself! Squeeze the clothes on this body, what kind of stuff is the cotton wool inside! I don't know how much oil and water has been swallowed by it!"

"And the rice and noodles we ate. Most of them were moldy. The two generals charged and fought at the front line, killing the enemy with blood. Can't they still eat a bowl of white rice?"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, feeling chilling and angry at the same time: "I'm afraid that we are in this freezing valley, gritting our teeth and working hard with two generals, while those officials in the imperial city eat and drink hot food, step on Our flesh and blood, the wealth of the country, sits and enjoys the gold and silver mountains that we have exchanged with our lives..."

Speaking of this, the previous bloody battles flashed before his eyes. Those brothers who went forward and fell down could not help but choke their throats, tears glistened in their eyes, and could not continue for a while.

The older and steady one also had red eyes, but he sniffed and said to him, "Xiangzi, bear with it, don't say any more, or...the tears will freeze on your face."

"It's not terrible to have tears frozen on the face, but it's uncomfortable to freeze in the heart. I just feel sorry for our two generals. Without them, the wolf cubs of the Di clan would have already entered the imperial city..."

"You can't say this anymore, the two generals heard it, you will be scolded!"

No one expected that this battle from spring to winter would be so difficult. The soldiers of the Di tribe led by Ba Yuehan were extremely ferocious, like wolves. If Luo Qiuchi and Hang Ruxue hadn't fought bravely, Daliang would have fallen into a difficult situation. .

They went to several battlefields, took back the plundered cities bit by bit, and now retreated to this Kuocang Valley, the battle has reached the most critical time!
This Kuocang Valley is an important pass in Daliang. If they can defend it, survive the last wave of Di clan's attack, and retreat the enemy in one fell swoop, then it will be just around the corner to quell the flames of war!

There are two such tough generals in Daliang, and the Di clan can't afford it. They are fierce, and those two killing gods are even more fierce than them!
"Trust our two generals, they don't complain about suffering or tiredness, they swear to the death, they don't give up an inch of land, what else can we complain about? They will definitely kill that Ba Yuehan and win the pack of wolf cubs, Take us home..."

While the old guards in front of the camp were sighing, an urgent roar suddenly came from a distance: "General Hang has been shot! Where are Doctor Liu, Doctor Huo, and Doctor Sima? Come quickly, hurry to the main camp to save people, quick!"

Following the sudden sound, several soldiers with bloodstained faces rushed towards the main camp carrying a stretcher.

"Boss Luo, what's wrong with General Hang?" The two guards in front of the battalion hurried forward and asked anxiously to Luo Qiuchi who was following closely behind him.

Because of Luo Qiuchi's free-spirited and bold disposition, he has already gotten along well with his brothers in the military camp for more than half a year. Everyone is close to him, and they don't call him general, but they habitually call him "Boss Luo".

At that moment, Luo Qiuchi waved his hand, his face calm as usual: "It's nothing serious, stop shouting, don't you think the big guy is not panicking enough?"

The stretcher was carried into the main camp, but several military doctors were scattered everywhere with their hands. It was difficult to come here for a while, and Hang Ruxue's subordinates became anxious again: "What to do, what to do..."

Luo Qiuchi pushed them all out of the camp, "There's no military doctor, and I'm still here. Don't make trouble here!"

He glanced at the soldiers surrounding him, and said coldly, "What are you doing? What are you doing? Don't do your own thing, what are you doing here?"

"It's just that he was hit by a feathered arrow, and there was no poison on it. I just pulled it out for him. Your General Hang can afford this little injury. Don't put on a mournful face!"

"Okay, I'm going in now to draw the arrow for General Hang, you stay outside!"

Luo Qiuchi paused for a moment, his cold gaze swept across the circle of soldiers outside again, with one hand on his hip, not angry.

"Say it again, don't fucking panic! If anyone dares to take the opportunity to make trouble, stir up trouble, and make people panic and turbulent, I will be the first to kill him!"

There was a brazier burning in the tent, and when Luo Qiuchi stepped in, he took off his cloak, threw it on the ground, shook off the wind and snow on his body, and walked to the stretcher.

"Miss Hang, how are you? Are you dead?"

He was not fussy, his hands and feet were nimble, and he took out the medicine powder he brought with him, and quickly sprinkled it on Hang Ruxue's wound to stop the bleeding and relieve the pain, while comparing the depth of the feathered arrow, he asked, "Can you still hold it?"

Hang Ruxue was facing upwards, the feather arrow wounded his waist and abdomen, where black blood was bubbling, his face was pale, and he looked at the ceiling, "Don't yell in my ear twice, I may live longer .”

Luo Qiuchi raised his lips and smiled, pressed the area near the wound, bent down and put it close to Hang Ruxue's ear, and blew lightly: "I'll tell you quietly, you have to be mentally prepared, in fact, this feather arrow is poisoned. I didn't say anything, because I was afraid of shaking the morale of the army."

Hang Ruxue's eyes widened suddenly, and Luo Qiuchi continued in his ear: "When he fought Ba Yuehan in Qingzhou, he and his pack of wolf cubs used to use this trick all the time. Now that it's been so long, I see Seeing that the poison on it is still the same, and he hasn't worked hard on a poison prescription or something, do you think he is too lazy to make progress?"

The expression on Hang Ruxue's face became even weirder: "Luo Qiuchi, I don't really want to joke with you now, I think I need a military doctor..."

"One military doctor is useless, even if ten military doctors come over, I'm afraid it will be difficult to undo the poison on it! The reason why Ba Yuehan doesn't want to make progress is because the poison is powerful enough, let alone knocking people down. It is more than enough to poison a few cows and horses!"

Hang Ruxue's eyes widened, her face was bloodless, and she said with difficulty: "What do you mean? You want to say that I will die for sure?"

Luo Qiuchi patted him on the shoulder, bent his body down a little more, and almost touched his ears with his mouth, "Old Hang, I have fought with you for so long, so I want to tell you something from the bottom of my heart, actually. , I really miss you too..."

"Although sometimes you share the same bed, you always say that I smell bloody, you dislike me, and you like to squeeze me out. But it's not impossible. Several times the battle situation has been like that, how can I have time to take a bath? , do you think that everyone has the same obsession with cleanliness as you? Besides, I don’t want to sleep with you in my arms. I still want to hold my little monkey in my arms..."

Hang Ruxue coughed twice, and her handsome face became even paler: "Get to the point."

"The point is..." Luo Qiuchi raised the corners of his lips, his breath was warm and lingering, and a smile slowly appeared in his eyes: "The Mafei powder given by Doctor Huo is really useful, Lao Hang, congratulations on your escape!"

Hang Ruxue was stunned, and Luo Qiuchi had already thrown the unplucked feather arrow on the ground, and said happily at him: "How is it, is my movement as fast as lightning? I will kill you without a sound? Miss Hang, Do you agree with me or not?"

Hang Ruxue hasn't recovered yet: "You, when did you pull it out?"

"Just now, when I was sleeping with you!"

Hang Ruxue was enlightened, and suddenly understood in her heart, no wonder he just said such a mess just now, it turned out that he wanted to distract his attention and draw the arrow for him.

"Then, the poison you mentioned..."

"It's true, but it's not as exaggerated as I said. Don't worry, I can use my internal strength to force most of it for you, but the rest..."

"Can't force the rest? What should I do?"

Luo Qiuchi crossed his waist, looked and looked at the wound, tsk tut and shook his head, with a look of helplessness: "What else can I do, I have to wrong me, General Feiling, I condescend to help you suck it out with my mouth." chant!"

Hang Ruxue's face changed suddenly, and his lips moved: "You, are you serious?"

"Human life is at stake, can I still lie to you?" Luo Qiuchi pressed the wound again, looked at Hang Ruxue and said, "Hey, hey, what kind of expression do you have? I still despise you, and you are not happy at all, okay? If you If you don’t want me to smoke it, forget it. I’ll leave now. Anyway, there’s only some residual poison. With your foundation, it’s fatal. Most of them will have some sequelae in the future. Your waist will be shorter, your walk will be crooked, and you will still go to battle with a cane. The enemy is majestic..."

"Wait, wait!" Hang Ruxue stretched out his hand suddenly and grabbed Luo Qiuchi, "You, you...don't play tricks on me."

"Believe it or not, don't be a man, stop moaning, suck it or not, hurry up, it's a matter of one word!"

Outside the camp, the two guards were very anxious, the young one couldn't bear it anymore, and lowered his voice, "Why, why did it take so long, will it be all right?"

The elder frowned and waved his hand, "Stop talking nonsense, Boss Luo is guarding General Hang inside, everything will be fine!"

Even though he said so on the lips, he was also in a panic in his heart, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Seeing his appearance, the young man couldn't hold back any longer, moved his body back imperceptibly, tilted his head slightly, stretched out his hand to open the curtain a crack, and took a cautious look inside.

This look made him take two steps back in fright, gasped, the expression on his face was like seeing a ghost.

The older one hurriedly pulled him away, and shouted in a low voice, "Xiangzi, what are you doing? Boss Luo just said, let's not mess up, don't make people panic..."

"No, no, I saw..."

"What did you see?"

"I saw, saw our Boss Luo... squatting next to General Hang..."

"Squatting by the side? What are you doing squatting by the side?"

Xiangzi blushed, and couldn't say anything more. Seeing him like this, the older man finally couldn't help it, and secretly pulled back the curtain.

Seeing this, his breathing visibly trembled, but he quickly put down the curtain, turned his head solemnly, coughed twice at Xiangzi, and told Xiangzi, "It's rare and strange, this is clearly healing... Well, shut your mouth tightly, Don't say it, you hear me!"

Fanwaiyan wrote a letter

Chunshu Dongjiu, the snow that year was obviously cold in his bones, but it made him feel that there was a beam of warm light shining into his heart.

Duckweed's acquaintance, met Yu Weimo, from then on he was no longer a lonely little orphan in a stable.

The sky is big and the earth is big, there is her and he.

1
It was snowing all over the sky, the wind blew the long street, and the people gathered to look at the two sides. A slender figure with loose hair, bare feet, wearing shackles, stepped in the snow one deep and one shallow, and the cut heel was dyed all the way. blood flower.

This was once the number one talented woman in Shengdu, the fourth young lady of Mrs. Gong's family, Gong Qingyi, but now her family was ruined and she wandered the streets for a hundred days.

What was colder than the wind and snow was the spurning of the people along the street: "You deserve it! The daughter of a criminal minister actually has the face to marry Wei Shaofu. If Wei Shaofu hadn't pleaded for mercy, they should have gone to the guillotine together!"

Amidst the insults, the girl's face was numb, but Qin Zhiyue, who accompanied her through the street, couldn't take it anymore, pointed at the people angrily, and cursed: "Whoever dares to talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will pull out his tongue!"

Amidst the uproar, Wei Yulan was wearing a purple robe, standing under the teahouse, watching this scene from a distance, with a deep expression on his face, wondering what he was thinking.

When the long street was finally finished, he held an umbrella, silently walked up to the ragged girl, and said softly, "Qingyi, go home."

The girl blinked her eyes and ignored it, but Qin Zhiyue who was beside him had already clenched his fists: "Wei Yulan, you bastard, get away as far as you can!"

Wei Yulan didn't even look at him, just bent down, threw the umbrella, picked up the girl horizontally, ignored the surprised eyes of the people, and walked step by step into the wind and snow.

"Qingyi, if you bear it any longer, there are only nine days left, just make it through."

He used his solid back to resist the wind and snow for her, but she suddenly smiled in his arms: "Wei Yulan, you will suffer retribution, you will definitely."

2
One winter day many years ago, the day Gong Qingyi first met Wei Yulan, it also snowed like a goose feather.

She went to the Marquis Mansion with her father as a guest. Among all the princes and granddaughters, the young son of the Marquis Mansion, Qin Zhiyue, was the most eye-catching, not because he was so outstanding, but because——

He was too fat, with a small round face so fat that he couldn't even find his chin, and he stood there like a Buddha with a big belly.

He has a flamboyant personality, loves to bet with others, and excitedly drags everyone into the backyard, and proposes a new way to play.

Let the boy in the mansion stand in the snow, wearing only single clothes, holding a book and reading, if you make a mistake, you have to start from the beginning until you read the entire volume, whoever can't bear it first will lose.

He murmured to ask everyone to place a bet, and he kept looking at Gong Qingyi with a high air. In fact, he came up with this bet just to please her.

Gong Qingyi is a well-known talented girl in the imperial city, and she doesn't let go of her papers wherever she goes. Qin Zhiyue is obviously the one who doesn't like reading, but by accident, he fell in love with her, and even begged his father to marry him.

Originally, her family was well-matched, but Gong Qingyi herself would not let go, and Qin Zhiyue made countless jokes in order to please her.

This time, Gong Qingyi didn't even want to look at it, and slipped out of the backyard quietly with her skirts on while the crowd gathered around to place bets.

In the flying snow, she stopped and walked, and unconsciously heard the sound of reading, and slowly stepped forward, only to see a man sitting in the stable, holding a worn-out scroll, reading intently.

As if aware of it, the man raised his head and looked back, he was actually a very handsome young man, but his clothes were very thin and his hands were covered with frostbite.

When he saw Gong Qingyi approaching, he was about to hide the book immediately, but Gong Qingyi took the first step: "Spring books and winter wine, spring rain is suitable for reading, and winter snow is suitable for drinking. I have sweet fruit wine here. Little brother, you want to come?" Take a bite?"

Rou Rou's words were full of friendliness and kindness, and something was quietly resolved.The young man was stunned for a long time, then took the handed fruit wine, took a sip, and smiled with ease: "Indeed, it is very fragrant and sweet."

Gong Qingyi sat on the ground generously, and slightly raised the corners of her lips: "Of course, I made it myself according to the book. If you like it, I can also teach you how to do it."

Her tone was so natural, as if it wasn't the first time the two met, but they had known each other since childhood. The young man was stunned for a long time before he said, "Here, the smell is strong here, it's dirty and messy, why don't you?" Get up quickly."

"Is there? Isn't it the smell of a book?" Gong Qingyi propped his chin and pointed to the book in his hand, "I like this book too. Where have you read it?"

The conversation turned to the book lightly, the young man pursed his lips, and the tension in his mouth disappeared, but in the middle of speaking, Gong Qingyi stared at him, and suddenly smiled: "Little brother, what's your name, why are you here?" read?"

There was silence in the stable, and the young man said, "Wei Yulan, my name is Wei Yulan."

He seemed a little embarrassed to say it, and buried his head slightly: "My father is the groom here. He passed away the year before last, so I took his position and took charge of this stable."

A servant of the Hou Mansion without father or mother suddenly felt ashamed of himself.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, his heart couldn't help sinking even more, but when he was about to look up, a delicate white finger suddenly appeared in his sight, writing stroke by stroke in the snow in the stable. Get up——"Wei Yulan, green is better than blue because of blue, is that the name?"

His dark eyes stared straight at him, he was startled, and nodded, so the smiling face became more and more beautiful: "I was very unhappy today, but I feel very good after meeting you, when I come back next time , let me bring you a few more books, okay?"

"Will there be a next time?" He asked out of nowhere.

"Of course there will be, aren't we friends?" The wind and snow brushed her hair, and she continued to write in the snow with a smile, "Qingyi, my name is Gong Qingyi, doesn't it sound nice?"

The two names on the ground were next to each other. He held the book and his long eyelashes trembled slightly. He met her eyes in the cold wind. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was the fruit wine he drank earlier that warmed his chest, or she was ironing her chest in front of him. Posted his whole heart.

3
When he was 12 years old, Wei Yulan felt that he had a dream that he couldn't even dream of. In the dream, there was a little girl who was talking and laughing at Yanyan, who would sneak to the stables to find him from time to time, and talked with him about books and Taoism. Not to mention, keep a common little secret.

He was very happy, but also terrified, always afraid of waking up from the dream, but one day not long after, the dream really woke up.

After coming down several times, someone from the Hou's mansion finally bumped into him and reported it to Qin Zhiyue.For the first time, the chubby dun'er was not impulsive, suppressed his anger, and waited until Gong Qingyi left before leading his men to the stable with a murderous look.

He kicked it away, and Wei Yulan was caught off guard, and the scroll in his hand flew into the snow.

Qin Zhiyue seemed to want to eat people: "Search, find all those books, this lowly slave has dirty hands and feet, how dare he steal it from Miss Gong's family!"

It was a crueler interrogation than imagined. Wei Yulan was hanged at the door of the stable. Qin Zhiyue must make him admit that he was a book thief who despicably stole Gong Qingyi's things, otherwise he would not be released. .

But no matter how pressed, Wei Yulan hung in the wind and snow, his handsome eyebrows drooping, and he remained silent.

Qin Zhiyue became even angrier: "What are you, you are just a groom's son, dirty and smelly, and you want to eat swan meat, say, you are a book thief!"

The whole night, the sky and the earth were bleak, Wei Yulan straightened his back and never let go. When Gong Qingyi heard the wind and rushed over the next day, the blood on his body had already congealed, and his face was as pale as paper.

Gong Qingyi's eyes were filled with mist, and he turned to Qin Zhiyue and said, "Put him down quickly, I gave you the book, he didn't steal it!"

Qin Zhiyue was wrapped in fox fur, and snorted through his nose: "I say yes, this is a slave of my Marquis Mansion, you can deal with it as you want."

"You!" Gong Qingyi was angry, and looked up at Wei Yulan who was hanging, and stomped his feet: "Okay, then let's make a bet, if we win, let me take Wei Yulan home, if we lose, you can do whatever you want." What, do you dare to bet?"

As soon as "gambling" was mentioned, Qin Zhiyue's eyes lit up: "What are you betting on?"

Wei Yulan, who was hanging in front of the stable door, also raised his head, his pale lips moved, as if he wanted to stop him, but Gong Qingyi had already said loudly: "Just bet on the silly tricks you usually let the schoolboys play. Whoever fails first loses!"

Qin Zhiyue was stunned, looked at Gong Qingyi and shook his head: "It's not fair, you are a girl, weak, you can fall down when the wind blows, how can you compare with me?"

Gong Qingyi sneered twice: "Of course I can't be compared with your fat body, so I have to take off one less piece of clothing than you, so as to be fair to each other, what do you think?"

Qin Zhiyue was born fat, and he hated others to stab him with this the most in his life, his face immediately flushed red: "Well, you damn girl, you are so sharp-tongued in front of me, you can bet if you want, what about the bet? "

He threw the fox fur on his body hard to the ground, "I don't like ordinary bets!"

"If I lose, I'll pay myself to you." Gong Qingyi looked at Qin Zhiyue as if he was desperate, "I promised to be engaged to you, do you want to bet?"

"Are you serious?" Qin Zhiyue stopped his undressed hand, and turned his anger into joy.

"Take my Gong family's jade badge as proof, I will do what I say, and I will never break my oath." Gong Qingyi said as he untied a jade badge from his waist, and showed it to Qin Zhiyue in the wind and snow.

Qin Zhiyue stared at it for a while, clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Okay, great, refreshing, fourth girl, you just wait to come in and be my daughter-in-law!"

The servants in the audience burst into laughter, but Gong Qingyi ignored it with a cold face. He just walked forward and hung the jade chapter in front of the stable. Wei Yulan said with difficulty, "No, don't bet with him... "

Gong Qingyi took out a towel and wiped the blood stains on his lips for him, and smiled softly: "Chunshu Donggai, I was wrong that time, it was Chunyu who should study, Dongxue should gamble, I won't lose, don't worry, I won't lose." Will definitely take you home."

The wind sweeps across the fields, the sky is covered with snow, and a special bet begins.

Standing in the snow with flimsy clothes, Gong Qingyi pushed away the scroll handed over by Qin Zhiyue, "No, I'll recite it faster, just pray that you don't read it wrong."

Qin Zhiyue was furious: "Do you really think I'm an embroidered pillow!"

Gong Qingyi gave him a blank look: "It's obviously a soup dumpling filled with water, so don't give yourself money."

After finishing speaking, no matter how angry Qin Zhiyue was, he just started reciting aloud. Under the wind and snow, every word and every sentence floated into Wei Yulan's ears, gradually blurring his vision.

"What is a real person? The real person in ancient times was not rebellious, not a hero, and not a scholar. If so, if you don't regret it, you should not be complacent..."

The snow that year was clearly a coldness engraved into the bone marrow, but it made Wei Yulan feel that there was a beam of warm light in his heart.Duckweed's acquaintance, met at Weimo, from then on he is no longer a little orphan alone in a stable, the world is big, she has him.

4
After a gamble in the snow, Gong Qingyi brought Wei Yulan back, but she herself developed a high fever and dragged her sick body to kneel at the door of her father. She must let him keep Wei Yulan.

It was an indescribable stalemate, until Gong Qingyi's body was crumbling, Wei Yulan hugged her and persuaded her to give up with tears, then Taifu Gong opened the door and threw a few volumes of books on the two of them, "Three months later, If you can't understand the whole story, let this man slave get out of Gongfu!"

While sternly shouting, Gong Qingyi was so happy that she hugged Wei Yulan and cried and laughed: "Wei Yulan, you can stay, you can stay!"

She was so determined, and Wei Yulan had indeed lived up to her expectations, before three months had arrived, she took the initiative to find Mrs. Gong.When he came out of his room, he showed a relieved smile for the first time, and made Gong Qingyi who was waiting for him outside the door stand up, his hands trembling with excitement.

Two and a half-year-old children ran happily in the back garden. It was just spring, the willows were sprouting, and the breeze was blowing. Wei Yulan carried Gong Qingyi on his back and shouted with a smile. It seemed that everything was brightened up, and the road ahead was full of infinite hope.

But not long after, a basin of cold water was poured down.

He went to Mrs. Gong to hand in his homework at night, but he heard such a conversation outside the door——

"Father, why don't you accept brother Wei Yulan as an apprentice and let him study in Zhuxiu Academy with me?"

"I don't deny that Wei Yulan has a very high level of comprehension, and he is a good seed for studying, but he is from a poor family, how can he be qualified to study in palace school?"

"So what about a poor family? Is bloodline so important? Brother Wei Yulan is smart and studious, no worse than any student from Zhuxiu Academy!"

"Blood lineage is of course important. It is the patriarchal clan passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors. It is the foundation of Daliang's founding. There will always be a world of difference between poor families and nobles, like fireflies and the sun and the moon, insurmountable!"

Wei Yulan outside the door trembled when he heard this, while Gong Qingyi inside the room seemed to get excited: "Then is it true that the child born to a groom can only be a groom for the rest of his life? The children and grandchildren can only stay in the stable for generations? There will never be a bright future?"

He hugged the homework in his arms tightly, held his breath and concentrated on it, until after a long time, there was a sentence from the room: "As far as the slavery of the Liang family is concerned, it is true."

As if falling into an ice cave for a moment, it took Wei Yulan a long time to regain his mind, and heard Gong Qingyi argue: "I don't agree, father, your views are too old-fashioned and narrow, I would rather believe that princes and generals would rather have Kind of like that!"

After a pause, the words are like a thousand words: "Wei Yulan will become a great weapon in the future!"

His body trembled, like countless fireworks exploding in the night sky beside his ears, Wei Yulan suffocated his breath, his hands were trembling, his long eyelashes were trembling, he suddenly lowered his head, hugged his book tightly, turned around and left, walking through the night all the way, getting more and more He walked more hastily, faster and faster, the wind pierced his cuffs, his hair flew, and finally ran to the back corner of the courtyard almost in one breath, fell down and sat down, his chest heaving and panting.

Pressing against the wall tightly, he was like a caged animal in the dark, wanting to scream, but he could only clenched his teeth, tears streaming down his face, only one belief kept hovering in his heart, he would not let her down, he I will not let her down, and I will definitely not let her down!
The night wind was bleak, and after the boiling blood finally cooled down, Wei Yulan stretched out his hand and picked up the scattered books on the ground one by one.

"Ancestors' patriarchal law is the foundation of a country, and the fireflies and the sun and the moon are insurmountable for poor nobles..."

He murmured, under the cold moon, his temperament seemed to have changed, his eyes were full of light, and a sentence came out from between his lips and teeth: "But who decided this law?"

5
This year, in the spring breeze, Gong Taifu, a great Confucianist in the court, accepted a child from a poor family for the first time, and sent him to the palace school, which caused a lot of discussion in the public, and the sound of smashing Qinhou's mansion was even louder all night.

Wei Yulan's life in the academy was not easy at first, not only because of his special background, but also because Qin Zhiyue was also in the academy.

This little chubby guy probably lost a lot of weight due to too much stimulation, but his domineering aura is still there. He led a group of people around the academy and declared that Wei Yulan used to be his family's groom and lived in the smelly house. In the hot stable, because of stealing something once, he was hanged by the door of the stable for a good lesson.

Gong Qingyi was so angry that she wanted to go to him for an argument, but was held back by Wei Yulan. In just one season, the young man seemed to have grown a lot, his handsome eyebrows were more gentle and restrained, and his temperament became more stable.

"It doesn't matter, the more the water washes, the muddier it becomes. The only thing that can clean it up is yourself and time."

Facts have proved that Wei Yulan was not wrong, his talent was quickly revealed in several court exams, and Qin Zhiyue won the title of "Idiot Xiaohou", not to mention the two people's usual behavior. It was even more different. Everyone saw it in their eyes and in their hearts, and they all came to a judgment, and they no longer believed in those deliberate smears before.

Several old masters in the academy also praised Wei Yulan, saying that he is a modest young man, smart and eager to learn.Taifu Gong heard it in his ears, although he didn't show anything on his face, but when he looked at Wei Yulan again, his eyes were completely different, and he couldn't hide his gratified smile.

When another year passed, Wei Yulan had become the number one figure in the academy, compared to all the princes and granddaughters, and everyone admired him sincerely, saying that he was as gentle as jade, not like someone from a poor family.

Hearing these words, Wei Yulan just laughed it off, but no one saw it, he turned around with a cold face, his brows and eyes lowered to hide a trace of light.

Only when facing Gong Qingyi, the usually perfect mask will loosen. They are still like their children, leaning against the corridor to read together, watch the moon together, drink fruit wine together, and he will walk by with her on his back Among the flowers, sing her moving songs with a nice voice...

As the seasons turned and the stars moved, the flowers bloomed and withered, and before she knew it, Gong Qingyi had become the person most envied by the female disciples of the entire Zhuxiu Academy.

But Gong Qingyi sometimes wondered that Wei Yulan was always looking at the courtyard in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, when she asked him, he moved his eyes away and smiled.

It wasn't until that time that Gong Qingyi heard his answer, an answer that she didn't quite understand.

In the midsummer of that year, another poor scholar came to study, and was rejected without accident, but that person stubbornly sneaked into the academy while the guards were changing shifts.

He found a tutor with a burden in his arms. When Wei Yulan and Gong Qingyi saw him, he was kneeling on the ground, dragging the tutor's leg and begging, surrounded by students from the academy, all sniggering. Pointing.

The grand tutor seemed quite ashamed, and kept waving his sleeves and said: "Go quickly, you won't be accepted here, stop wishful thinking!"

The bag tightly held in the man's arms was kicked away, and the things inside were scattered, and it was actually full of fresh lotus pods.

Someone recognized it: "Isn't Taifu Xuan's hometown rich in lotus? It seems that this is a relative who has come to the door. Why don't you accept this lotus brother?"

As soon as the sarcastic words came out, all the princes, grandchildren and daughters in the courtyard laughed together. Wei Yulan stood on the corridor with a blank expression on his face, just staring at the lotus pods on the ground, motionless.

After the man was pushed out by the guards, his voice of desperate pleading was still echoing outside the door, while the grand master Xuan inside the door stepped on those lotus pods mercilessly as if he was in bad luck, The students clarified:
"It's just unreasonable, relying on saying that I'm from the old man's country, I leaned over like a mad dog, and didn't even look at my own status. How can the old man pay attention to such dirty people?"

The people next to him quickly nodded in agreement, and followed Taifu Xuan's example and stepped on the lotus pod, "It's disgusting for a dog to eat!"

Gong Qingyi on the long corridor couldn't stand it any longer, and frowned slightly: "It's really too much. If you want to learn, what's the difference between a poor family and aristocrats?"

After she finished speaking, seeing that Wei Yulan beside her didn't respond, she couldn't help but tugged on his sleeve, and said softly, "What are you thinking?"

Wei Yulan was still staring at the lotus pods on the ground, just when Gong Qingyi thought he would not answer as usual, he sighed quietly——

"I'm thinking, how much perseverance and determination does Dayu have to control the water without entering the house three times?"

6
In the blink of an eye, a few years have passed, and the days of studying in the academy have come to an end. Because of their outstanding talents, Wei Yulan and Gong Qingyi have transformed into Wei Shaofu and Gong Nufu. The two young aristocrats.

However, Qin Zhiyue, who was still ignorant, had inherited the position of Marquis in his family, and still went to the academy to look for Gong Qingyi all day long.

He was much thinner than when he was young, his chin was sharper, and his eyebrows and eyes stood out. He actually had a certain taste. When he stood there in brocade clothes, he could be called "handsome", but it was a pity that some people would never see him.

When he heard the news that Gong Qingyi was going to be engaged to Wei Yulan, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and took his servant to the academy to stop the two of them.

"Qingyi, I'm thinner than this dead horseman now, why can't you take another look at me?"

Qin Zhiyue's voice was loud, and many students surrounded him. When Wei Yulan heard the word "dead horseman", before Wei Yulan could react, Gong Qingyi had already slapped Qin Zhiyue's hand away: "Yes, yes, yes , Qin Xiaohou is the thinnest, he has turned into a mouse with a sharp mouth, and the smell is unbearable!"

The whole courtyard roared with laughter, Gong Qingyi pulled Wei Yulan away, and Qin Zhiyue stomped behind her, "Are you really going to marry him? He used to sleep in my stable. You don't mind being dirty. You will regret it." of!"

Qin Zhiyue's voice was very loud, and the expressions of the surrounding students changed one after another. Immediately, several female disciples stood up and defended Wei Yulan: "If Wei Shaofu is dirty, then some mice smell like a gutter , it smells so bad that you can smell it all over ten streets?"

They are all the daughters of nobles, and they are not afraid of Qin Zhiyue's status as a marquis, so they surround Qin Zhiyue and talk to each other, forcing him to retreat steadily and flee in embarrassment.

Wei Yulan, who was walking in front, listened to everything behind him, but didn't say a word, and there was no trace of emotion in his dark eyes. He just suddenly took Gong Qingyi's hand, clasped it tightly, and slowly Slowly said: "Qingyi, have you considered the unicorn selector I mentioned to you last time?"

Qilin selects scholars, which is a method of recruiting talents carefully planned by Wei Yulan for many years. Once a year, talented people from all over the world are recruited, no matter the poor and nobles, they are recorded only by their knowledge and character, regardless of their blood status.

Gong Qingyi and his thoughts naturally coincided with each other, but she was a little worried: "Can this set of laws be promoted in the academy? Once it is implemented, it will shake the nobles who have shaken the Liang for so many years..."

"That's why we have to progress gradually, and put it another way." In the dark room, Wei Yulan pointed to the notes on the table and said, "Kirin's selection of scholars is not to weaken the power of the nobles, but to send blood talents to the nobles to expand their strength.

"The children of the nobles of Daliang still enjoy privileges, but a certain quota is allocated to the underprivileged people in the world, and the best among them are selected. After these people have completed their studies, they can serve the nobles. The cycle is endless, the status of the nobles is strengthened, and the country will also flourish. Life is endless.”

Gong Qingyi was engrossed in listening, looking at the densely packed notes on the table, she couldn't hide her surprise: "These...are all written by you?"

Wei Yulan nodded: "That's right. Over the past few years, I have deleted, deleted, and deleted, and I have perfected it. If it can be implemented, it will be a blessing for Yu Guoding."

"So, that's what you used to think about day and night?"

Gong Qingyi looked up, full of surprise and admiration, Wei Yulan smiled and said nothing.

In fact, this is only his first step, but as long as he can open a gap, the road ahead will be much easier, and his companions will inevitably increase. Until that day, it will be considered as the real consummation of merit and virtue.

What he seeks is not for his own selfishness, but only a chance for poor people in the world, a chance to be equal to the nobles and change their destiny.

7
Wei Yulan hoped that Gong Qingyi could join him in lobbying the academy students and the family forces behind them. Gong Qingyi snuggled into Wei Yulan's arms and listened to his heartbeat quietly.

"Do you know? I once told my father that you will become a great talent in the future. Over the years, I have always known that I can't bet wrong, and you really did not disappoint me."

Wei Yulan hugged Gong Qingyi, and was full of emotions for a moment: "It is Wei Yulan's three lives to be able to go hand in hand with the one I love, and to share in like-minded things."

The lobbying plan was launched in a mighty way. At this moment, Wei Yulan's contacts and good reputation accumulated over the years came in handy. By the end of the round of lobbying, more than half of the students in the academy had already joined him——

At this time, one person jumped out and broke the whole plan.

That was Gong Qingyi's father, the leader of the stubborn old school, Grand Tutor Gong.

In the study, Mrs. Gong's voice was like thunder: "Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking, can you really deceive everyone under the guise of consolidating the nobility?"

Wei Yulan stood with his hands down, without saying a word, let Mrs. Gong point at his nose and yell angrily: "Now you are coaxing those princes and granddaughters to go around, making them all admire you and support your ridiculous reform. Wait Do you know what will happen to you when they find out that they have been fooled after a while?"

"The law of the ancestors cannot be changed. A poor family is a poor family, and nobles are nobles. Fireflies cannot compete with the sun and the moon. Don't let your imagination run wild!"

Gong Qingyi outside the door was terrified. After a long time, Wei Yulan's calm voice came from inside: "Aren't I also a child of a poor family? Does the master think that I am inferior to others?"

"You are you, you are Wei Yulan, and you are the son-in-law of my Gong family. How can you generalize!"

"But the humble family won't have only one Wei Yulan, besides..."

With a "snap", something hit the head heavily, interrupting the argument roughly. Gong Qingyi was so frightened that she hurriedly opened the door, only to see Mrs. Gong holding an inkstone, her eyes tearing apart: "Get lost! You give me a piece of paper!" roll!"

Blood flowed from the top of Wei Yulan's head, his back was as straight as a bamboo, he didn't move, he looked at Mrs. Gong, and still said every word:
"Han, Men, No, Hui, Zhi, Out, One, One, Wei, Yu, Lan."

"You!" Mrs. Gong picked up the inkstone and wanted to smash it again, Gong Qingyi hurried forward to stop her, her eyes were dim with tears, she hugged Wei Yulan and dragged her out of the door, "Stop talking, I'll give you medicine..."

"If you want to mess around with him again, get the hell out of the Gong family. My Gong family can't afford to lose this man!"

Taifu Gong roared angrily from behind, Wei Yulan stopped in his footsteps, ignored Gong Qingyi's tugging, turned around, looked at Taifu Gong from afar, with a bloody face, and suddenly smiled under the lamp.

"Master, in time, it's not those students who found out that they were cheated, but that Daliang has cast off prejudice, and the nobles from poor families are all together, serving the country together, regardless of each other, do you dare to bet with me once?"

8
It's a gamble, Grand Tutor Gong seems to be at odds with Wei Yulan, he also began to lobby the students and the family forces behind them, and proposed an agreed date to hold a referendum in the academy, hoping to use this method to quickly cut through the chaos and bring Wei Yulan's budding fire of change was snuffed out in the cradle.

Overnight, the reform was blocked like never before. Even if the students wanted to support Wei Yulan, they couldn't get the advice of the elders in the family. Unknowingly, the situation had completely turned to the conservative side.

The night wind howled, and the room was dark and cold. Wei Yulan sat by the window under the moon, not moving for a long time.

The wound on his head has not completely healed, leaving a shallow scar. Gong Qingyi walked in gently carrying the medicine box, unable to adapt to the darkness in the room for a while: "Why didn't you turn on the lights?"

The back under the window trembled, covered the wooden box in his hand, hid it in his sleeve, and said hoarsely: "I, I want to be quiet for a while."

Gong Qingyi didn't notice it, she just approached slowly, sat next to that figure, leaned on his shoulder, tears fell silently.

"No matter what the result of the referendum is, I will stay with you. We will get married as soon as the matter is resolved, okay?"

Wei Yulan didn't move, his thin back was outlined by the moonlight, he stared blankly at the void, and he let out a long breath after a long time, as if making up his mind, he grabbed Gong Qingyi and pushed her onto the bed.

The curtains were flying, and the warm fragrance was lingering. Wei Yulan kissed Gong Qingyi indiscriminately as if she was drunk, while reaching out to untie her clothes, with an unknown raving on her lips and teeth: "Okay, let's get married, don't leave me, Never leave me, I will succeed, you believe me..."

Gong Qingyi had never seen Wei Yulan lose his composure like this before. She was startled and wanted to sit up, but was pushed down vigorously by that hand.

"Don't reject me, I'm actually very scared, very scared..."

Gong Qingyi panted under the scorching kiss: "What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of losing you, afraid of you..." Wei Yulan kissed deeply with forgetfulness, the last two words were blurred, and Gong Qingyi didn't understand, but her hands gradually softened, and she no longer struggled to refuse.

A night of warm fragrance, a night of sinking, and a night of embracing and sleeping.

A long time later, when Gong Qingyi was stepping on the snow with bare feet in the wind and snow, recalling that night, she realized in a trance that those two words were probably——

hate me.

Afraid of you, hate me.

In early winter and October, when the new wind gradually picked up, a case of ink corruption shocked the government and the public.

The protagonist is none other than Gong Taifu, a great Confucian in court who has always been upright and upright, and the one who exposed him is none other than his son-in-law, Wei Yulan, the youngest and promising young master of Zhuxiu Academy.

This case caused an uproar in the public, and there was a lot of discussion in the streets and alleys. It is said that the evidence was a luminous pearl, which was privately given to Mrs. Gong by an official in the court. The official committed a crime and had already been executed, and what he committed was not an ordinary thing, but a serious crime of collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country.

Yes, that official is from a family of military generals. Taifu Gong once pleaded for him in court and spoke to him. Today, His Majesty's most taboo is four words, collusion between civil and military. Now even Taifu Gong's "son-in-law" stands up. He came out to identify him, and now he no longer suspected him, and with a swipe of a pen, he put the whole family of Gong's family into the sky prison, except for one person——

Wei Shaofu's fiancée, the Fourth Miss of the Gong family, Gong Qingyi.

Because Wei Shaofu made a good report and pleaded with Emperor Liang for his fiancée, Emperor Liang leniently sentenced Gong Qingyi to walk the streets for a hundred days.

But sometimes, surviving is more painful than dying.

On the day when the Gong family ransacked all over the house, Gong Qingyi curled up in a dark corner, her long hair covering her whole body. When she heard Wei Yulan push the door in, she raised her head a little bit. Watching him smile, every word and every sentence, his voice is like a ghost.

"That day in the room, you didn't light up the lamp, it wasn't because you were restless, it was just because you were looking at a night pearl... hidden in your sleeve, right?"

9
With the downfall of the Gong family, the greatest resistance to change is gone, and everything else is in order. Wei Yulan's reputation in the academy has been pushed to the top, and he is only waiting for the day of the referendum.

But he didn't realize until then that he had ignored one person.

On the first day of Gong Qingyi's parade in the street, Qin Zhiyue punched him in the snow when he was rushing away, "You bastard deceives teachers and destroys ancestors, you are ungrateful, how do you have the face?!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and under Gong Qingyi's dull gaze, he suppressed his sorrow, pushed Qin Zhiyue away, and said loudly to the people around him: "Corruption of ink harms the country, life and people are worrying, between Xiaojia and everyone, Wei Have a clear conscience, never look back, choose the second and die without regret.”

During the impassioned petition, the common people applauded and rushed up one after another, while Qin Zhiyue spit out a mouthful, turned his head to follow Gong Qingyi, and accompanied her to step on the snow.

Through the crowd, Wei Yulan watched the two figures drift away, the cold wind picked up their clothes and hair, and suddenly mist rose in his eyes, and he wanted to catch up, but he couldn't move , I can only keep saying in my mouth: "For the country and the people, I will die without regret..."

With Qin Zhiyue's sudden intervention, the original pattern was changed again. With his perseverance, he abandoned the dignity of Lord Hou and visited each family in person. It was evenly matched.

On the last night before the referendum, Gong Qingyi finally served her [-]-day sentence and escaped the guilt. Wei Yulan carried her back to the mansion, fetched hot water, and washed her feet himself.

Those feet were bruised and bruised, while Wei Yulan was washing, something fell into the basin and rippled around and around.

He tried hard to make his voice less choked: "Qingyi, it's over, everything is over, I won't let you get hurt again, I will take care of you for the rest of my life, trust me, I will marry you right away , we still have a long future..."

With a "bang", Gong Qingyi kicked over the basin, and the hot water splashed half of Wei Yulan's face. His long eyelashes were wet and he didn't move. In the mist, Gong Qingyi smiled faintly, with his long hair scattered on his shoulders.

"Wei Yulan, do you think we can still get married and have a future?"

She approached him, and suddenly let out a scream: "Why are you?"

She seemed to be insane, and she slapped it desperately: "Wei Yulan, why do you have it? I hate you, I hate you..."

Suddenly she covered her face, broke down and cried: "You devil, you ruined everything I have, I would rather never meet you, you pay back the lives of two hundred and six members of my Gong family!" !"

In the chaos, Wei Yulan couldn't bear it anymore, got up and held Gong Qingyi down, and hugged her tightly, but after a violent struggle, she suddenly stopped, leaned close to his ear, and smiled strangely :
"No, I forgot to tell you, it should be two hundred and seven lives, because I was pregnant with your child, but it's gone."

Wei Yulan was shocked, and suddenly looked up at Gong Qingyi. Her slender hands touched her upper abdomen, and she smiled deeply: "On the first day of the parade, I fainted. Qin Zhiyue took me to see the doctor. The doctor said , I suffered from the cold when I was young, and the root of the disease was caused. Now, under the stimulation again, my body can't bear it, and the child is gone. I watched him flow out of my body and turned into a puddle of blood..."

"You said, is this retribution?"

Gong Qingyi giggled, Wei Yulan stared at her for a long time, hugged her hair and let out a heart-piercing cry, but Gong Qingyi laughed shrilly and said, "I hate you, you go to die, go to death, accompany me!" Let my Gong family and my children die together!"

10
The cold wind howled, the sky was covered with snow, and on the day of the referendum, the sky and the earth were completely white. Wei Yulan stood on the high platform, wearing a purple robe and jade crown, handsome and dignified. Except for the bloodshot eyes, no one could tell that he had any blood. strange.

The Academy is divided into two factions, each standing on one side of the stage, each holding a jade tablet, and putting it into a different box on the stage, the right side supports the unicorn to choose scholars, and the left side does the opposite.

Qin Zhiyue looked at Wei Yulan from afar, with provocative eyes, but Wei Yulan looked into the distance through the wind and snow, his brows were pale and serene, and one person after another came to the stage. When this special referendum ended, Zhuxiu Academy Yin Yuanshou poured out all the jade plaques on both sides, counted them one by one, and announced to everyone with a frown——

"The number of votes is the same, and there is no difference."

In just eight words, the audience was in an uproar. Wei Yulan finally reacted for the first time today. He looked at the table in disbelief, his body trembling imperceptibly, "No, the votes cannot be tied unless someone abstains." ..."

"That's right, it's true that one vote is missing." Yin Yuanshou said in a deep voice, looking at the crowd, "Anyone who has not voted for a jade card, please come to the stage."

He yelled several times in succession, but no one stood up from the crowd. When the scene was in chaos, a voice suddenly came from the end of the wind and snow——

"The last vote is with me."

Everyone looked together, in the snow, a slender figure approached step by step, Qin Zhiyue lost his voice: "Qingyi!"

Gong Qingyi took off her onyx clothes and put on a red dress that she loved most when she was a girl. She has snow skin and black hair, and she is so elegant and beautiful.

She met Wei Yulan's eyes on the stage, as if there were only the two of them left in the world, and she was not here to cast the last vote, but to make an appointment in the snow to be his bride.

Wei Yulan's eyes blurred with tears, and he took a step forward: "Qingyi."

Gong Qingyi gently took out the jade card in his arms, and smiled ironically at Wei Yulan in front of everyone: "Guess, you have worked so hard so far, and you won the bet with my father, whether you won or he won Woolen cloth?"

As soon as she spoke, the whole audience exploded, everyone had already seen the result, and Qin Zhiyue smiled happily: "Qingyi, let Wei Shaofu seek benevolence and benevolence, and live up to what he has done in his life! "

Wei Yulan's body trembled slightly, with tears streaming down his face, "No matter what choice you make, I will not blame you. In this life, I will blame you."

Gong Qingyi raised his lips and smiled, and stretched out the jade tablet in his hand to the left, "It's good that you know."

Everyone gasped, and in the midst of the lightning, Gong Qingyi turned lightly and put the jade token into the box on the right, with a crisp sound, the dust settled.

"However, you failed me, but you did not fail Qingyun's ambition."

Qilin selects a scholar, passed.

The audience fell silent, and then burst into ecstatic cheers. All the students hugged each other, crying and laughing, including those who voted against. On Wei Yulan's side, Qin Zhiyue's face turned pale, and he was shocked beyond words.

After Gong Qingyi on the stage finished casting, she smiled sadly, and as if she had exhausted all her strength, her body went limp and slipped down.

"Qingyi!"

Wei Yulan caught her quickly with his hands and eyes, and the accident happened suddenly, everyone turned pale and gathered around, Qin Zhiyue even jumped up to the high platform in two steps, but saw Gong Qingyi in Wei Yulan's arms, spitting blood from the mouth, eyes glowing. loose.

"Wei Yulan, you once told me that since ancient times, there must be bloodshed and sacrifice, and no one is an exception. I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it..."

The wind blew through her long hair, and she tremblingly raised the fruit wine at her waist, smiling as she did many years ago.

"It turns out that the fruit wine has been added with heartbroken grass. It tastes like this. It's sweeter than the one I handed you in the stable that year. Unfortunately, I won't be able to drink it anymore. I can finally meet my father and the clansmen. But they will never forgive me, I will be alone in the underworld, you always say you are afraid, but in fact I am afraid, since I was a child, I have never been so afraid..."

The blood kept gurgling out, Wei Yulan panicked, no matter how much he wiped it off with his hands, his face was stained with blood, "No, no, don't go, don't go, I won't make you afraid anymore, never again..."

He had never trembled so much before, but Gong Qingyi lightly raised his hand and caressed his cheek little by little.

"It's really hard to be a human. In the next life, I want to be a bird. I don't have to worry about anything. Wei Yulan, do you think it's okay?"

When the last word fell, that slender hand also dropped suddenly, Wei Yulan's body shook, and hissed and wailed: "No!"

He finally collapsed completely, holding the person in his arms tightly in the wind and snow, like returning to the lonely and helpless child in the stable in the past, crying until his heart was broken, and the world was gloomy.

11
The last person who came to the mourning hall to pay respects was called Xuan Mingchu, he was the hometown native who came to the academy to study but was ruthlessly expelled.

No one knows, but later Wei Yulan went to find him in private and placed him in a different courtyard on the outskirts of the city. He went back and forth every month, imparting everything he had learned from the academy. For many years, the poor people in that courtyard had accumulated sand There are no less than a hundred people in the tower.

Now that the wind and snow are raging, and the candles in the mourning hall are flickering, Xuan Mingchu stepped forward lightly, unable to hide the grief in his heart: "Brother Wei, my condolences are changing, the road is long, you must take care of yourself."

Wei Yulan sat beside the coffin without moving, but said softly: "The road is still long, but I have already done what I should do..."

Xuan Mingchu's eyebrows twitched, he vaguely sensed something, and when he was about to speak, Wei Yulan had already waved his hand, as if he was tired.

When Xuan Mingchu finished worshiping and was about to leave, Wei Yulan turned his back to him, and suddenly said without thinking: "I left a note in the study in the courtyard, remember to put it away when you go back."

The footsteps gradually went away, and the silence in the mourning hall returned. Wei Yulan turned around, leaned against the coffin, and sat down slowly. He looked at the dark sky outside the house, and murmured thoughtfully :

"After driving the Kirin to choose a scholar, the road behind is not difficult..."

Picking up the fruit wine at hand, he faced Fengxue and drank it slowly, with a smile on his lips: "Chunshu Dongjiu, Chunyu should read, Dongxue should drink, Qingyi, you are so stupid, how could you be All alone..."

In the gradually slack eyes, it seems that I saw that year again, a little girl who talked and laughed, wrote his name stroke by stroke on the snow, and said to him hanging in front of the stable door: "I won't lose, don't worry, I will definitely take you home."

After many twists and turns in the world, getting acquainted with Wei Mo, and being separated from Hao Xue, they have been troubled and troubled so far, and finally they can... go home.

Editor's Note: This episode involves the origin of Luo Qiuchi's reform of poor families, and tells the origin of "Kirin Selecting Scholars".Although this episode has been updated on the VIP channel, considering that some students may not have read it, it is also included in "Gongxue You Bandits" and released as an extra episode.After reading "Book on the Eaves", I believe that everyone can better understand the efforts of Luo Qiuchi, Xuan Shaofu and others, and appreciate the determination and difficulty of gathering the poor people from all over the world to form a tower.Students who are eager to read the text, don't worry, we will deliver Chapter 12 "Bay Moon Cold Night Attack" of "Gongxue Youbandits" on time at 00:106 tomorrow.

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