Gong Xue has bandits

Chapter 7

Every spring in Qingzhou, there is a grand celebration. People take to the streets, decorate with lanterns and festoons, and throw wicker and nectar on the floats. It is commonly known as the Flower God Festival.

This is the busiest time of year in Qingzhou, people come and go in the market, fireworks are all over the sky, Dongyi Shanjun said that Wen Renjun happened to catch up, and decided to take her down the mountain to have a look, very happy.

Being able to go down the mountain was something Wen Renjun didn't even dare to think about. His tears stopped immediately, and he wanted to rush out as soon as the prison door opened, but was caught by Dongyi Shanjun.

"Wait, you're going to go down the mountain like this? At least wash up first, change your clothes, and I'll take you somewhere."

The so-called "place" is something that Wen Renjun never dreamed of.

It was actually in Dongyi Shanjun's room, he stretched out his hand and patted somewhere on the head of the bed, the big bed split in two from the middle with a click, revealing a dark secret passage.

Wen Renjun couldn't close her mouth. Considering how many nights she slept, she didn't know there was a way under the bed?
After stepping down the steps and walking through the long corridor, a little bit of light appeared in front of him, and Wen Renjun's heart began to thump.

She thought she would see the scenery outside the mountain and the fragrance of birds and flowers, but when Dongyi Mountain Lord twisted the mechanism and opened the last stone gate, the spring breeze rushed towards her face, and the setting sun obliquely shrouded her. Living--

Like falling into a dream in an instant, the destination is a courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River. There are rockery, small bridges and fish ponds. It is huge and open, with red walls and blue tiles, elegant and elegant. Slightly swaying in the wind, the whole courtyard was dyed with a gentle atmosphere.

Dongyi Shanjun ignored Wen Renjun's shock, stretched his waist, and walked straight to the main house, "The third room on the west side has a bathtub, and there are clothes in the next room. Go and wash yourself, and come when you're done tidying up." Find me."

Wen Renjun felt that everything was too unreal until he walked all the way into the courtyard. The flowers, plants, trees, bricks, tiles, and beams here are all too elegant and beautiful, and they are not at all different from Qingzhou, a border land. On the other hand, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is the home of any civil official or celebrity in Shengdu City, and it cannot be connected with Dongyi Shanjun's mighty beard at all.

After finally suppressing his chaotic thoughts, Wen Renjun thought about the business, but found another problem.

There are no women's clothes in this courtyard, she searched several rooms, and finally managed to find a set of smaller, more delicate men's clothes, or a set of scholar's clothes, but there is nothing to choose at the moment, she washes comfortably After taking a bath, feeling refreshed, I walked through the corridor to find Dongyi Mountain Monarch.

As soon as he opened the door, he was startled. A scholar in white stood in front of a tall bronze mirror in the room. He was adjusting his clothes in front of the mirror. He didn't respond when he heard Wen Renjun coming in. Look openly.

Wen Renjun almost thought he had gone to the wrong place, pushed open the door of Zhuxiu Academy, and the person he looked up to see was Fu Yuanzhi, no, the person in front of him was probably a little more handsome than Fu Yuanzhi.

Wen Renjun has read a lot of sage books, and Wen Renjun has never had much idea of ​​a man's appearance, but this man in front of him is undoubtedly very, very good-looking, so seeing that she was at a loss for words and couldn't find any words to describe it, she just felt beautiful and flawless, In the light of the wind and the moon, throughout the ages, the legendary beauties who have left their names in history are nothing more than this.

Wait, why is there a "beauty scholar" hidden here?
Wen Renjun's long eyelashes trembled slightly, staring at the person in the bronze mirror and thinking, no wonder there are scholar clothes, and the style is also unique and beautiful Jiangnan courtyard... As if a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, everything was connected, and she suddenly "Opened up".

Could this be... a secret "Golden House Hidden Beauty"?
In a barren land like Dongyi Mountain, a secret passage was set up, and such a Jiangnan courtyard was built wantonly, just for this person in front of him?
Thinking of this level, Wen Renjun couldn't help but see the appearance of the big tiger "tender man tenderness" in front of her eyes, she felt a chill in her heart, and quickly shook her goosebumps.

The incense in the room also became subtle. She walked up to the white shadow with some unknown mood, and hesitated to speak for a long time.

"You, were you arrested too? Was Dongyi Mountain Lord...forced you?"

She really couldn't say the words "male favorite" and "forbidden", but she was sure that the "beautiful scholar" understood, because he visibly trembled and turned to look at her strangely.

Wen Renjun immediately panicked, fearing that he would tarnish the person in front of him, "I, I didn't mean to discriminate against you, don't get me wrong, I, I was also arrested, I don't live as well as you, I just don't Thinking of... he's okay with that, no, no, I didn't mean that..."

She flusteredly waved her hands, feeling as if her description was getting darker and darker. For some reason, she was always a little ashamed in front of this person, just like the bright and clear moon in the sky, she seemed afraid of getting dirty even if she looked at it more. No wonder the mountain tiger is so big. Fei Zhouzhang wanted to hide such a "beauty".

Zhengyu explained incoherently, and the white-clothed scholar finally couldn't bear it anymore, straightened his neckline, looked quietly at Wen Renjun, and said something out of the blue.

"Little monkey, what kind of nasty things are you pretending to be in your head all day long?"

Wen Renjun's voice stopped abruptly, and her pupils dilated suddenly, like a flash of lightning across the sky, knocking her head off.

After an unknown amount of time, a scream suddenly sounded in the room, and the scream went straight into the sky, echoing above the courtyard for a long time...

While walking on the bustling streets of Qingzhou City, Wen Renjun still hadn't recovered from his senses, and from time to time he secretly glanced at the handsome and handsome white-clothed scholar next to him.

She is also dressed as a man at the moment, she looks like a young master brought a little book boy to the street, she looks delicate and pleasant from a distance, pleasing to the eye, but it is completely different from the clothes of the common people on the street, she is not a local in Qingzhou City Dressed in a folk style, it attracted many girls to look at it frequently with blushing faces.

Wen Renjun didn't notice that much, but his mind was full of random thoughts.

It turned out that after a person shaved his beard and changed his attire...is there such a big difference?
It has changed from a big tiger to a pretty white fox, and there is no shadow of a mountain king in his body, not to mention that without the cover of the big beard, the eyes that are completely exposed are even more beautiful, shining brightly, as if Gathering the sky full of stars, grabbing the Milky Way and stuffing it in.

Only then did Wen Renjun know that at this time of year, Dongyi Mountain Lord would go down the mountain to see the excitement of the Flower God Festival. This year, she just happened to catch up with him, otherwise he wouldn't have seen the " true colors".

Holding back and holding back, she finally couldn't help pulling the sleeves of the white dress, and asked in a low voice: "Boss, you are so handsome, why do you have such a big beard?"

Wen Renjun was so annoyed that he wanted to slap himself to death after asking the question, but an answer popped into his head. Sure enough, the beauty is too affecting thinking.

"Don't answer, don't answer, I thought of it, I'm too stupid!"

Dongyi Mountain Lord gave her a squinting glance, and his low voice was still lazy and pleasant: "It's good to know that you are stupid. Which scholar have you ever seen lead a group of bandits?"

He is still a "beauty scholar" who is as bright as the moon, and he is afraid of being remembered by others when he goes out to snatch women from good families, let alone conquer eighteen bandit villages majestically.

Wen Renjun absolutely didn't dare to say these words anymore, he just slandered in his heart, obediently following behind Dongyi Mountain Lord, when he suddenly heard a commotion.

Looking up, a float was passing by her, followed by many young girls, laughing and throwing wicker and nectar on the float.Looking at the float, in addition to enshrining a goddess of flowers, there is actually a sculpture beside it, tall and mighty, with a rough beard, the more you look at it, the more familiar it is.

Wen Renjun was startled, and lightly bumped his elbow on the white clothes beside him: "Boss, boss, how do you think that person looks like you?"

The white-clothed man was picking out gadgets in front of a small stall, and he glanced casually, "Otherwise, who do you think it is?"

Wen Renjun opened his mouth wide again, looking at the float that was gradually driving away, he didn't turn around from the shock for a long time.

She suddenly realized that she really didn't know Dongyi Mountain Lord at all, there were too many things she didn't know, like digging a well, the more you dig, the more you dig, the more you dig, the more you dig, the more you dig, the more you dig, the more you dig, the more you dig, the more you dig, the more you dig, the more you don't know.

The night wind was blowing, and there were many pedestrians. The two were tired from walking, so they sat down at a tea stall by the roadside.

As soon as he sat down, an old man at the table said with a smile: "Look, you two are not from Qingzhou, right?"

Wen Renjun's heart moved, and he hurried forward, "Yes, this is our first time here, and I heard that the Flower God Festival is very lively."

She pretended to casually point to the float in the distance, "Old man, I want to ask you something, why is there a bearded man enshrined on the float over there? Does he have anything to do with the goddess of flowers?" ?”

The old man looked at the floats in the distance, stroked his beard and smiled, "That's the patron saint of our Qingzhou city, Lord Dongyi Mountain. It has nothing to do with the goddess of flowers, but we love him and want to worship him together."

Wen Renjun put the teacup to her lips, and almost spit out when she heard the words. She widened her eyes and was about to speak, but suddenly remembered that Dongyi Mountain Lord was still sitting next to her, so she coughed twice to cover it up.

But he took a sneak peek and found that the white-clothed man was sipping tea with his head bowed, and there was no reaction, so he gradually became more courageous, thinking that he might as well go out and ask for clarification.

She stood up and poured a cup of tea for the old man, pretending to be ignorant as if asking for advice: "Old man, who is Dongyi Mountain Lord? How did I hear that...he is a mountain bandit?"

The old man enjoyed this cup of tea very much, obviously he had a good impression of Wen Renjun, he laughed loudly, "Little brother, you only know one of them, not the other."

Speaking of the location of Qingzhou, the old man naturally couldn't avoid the neighboring Di clan. The origins of each have a long history, and Wen Renjuan nodded frequently.

It is only said that in the past banditry and Di chaos disturbed the people of Qingzhou unbearably, but since Dongyi Mountain Lord was born a few years ago and conquered eighteen bandit villages, their life has gradually improved.

The local government was cowardly and useless, and allowed the Di people to enter the city to burn, kill and loot, but it was Dongyi Mountain Lord who protected them. He was brave and invincible, and he led the bandits to resist. Don't dare to enter the city easily.

Moreover, he also set rules to restrain bandit villages everywhere. If there are ten robs and ten do not rob, corrupt officials and those who are rich and unkind bear the brunt of the brunt.

Not to mention that a general from Luxi passed through Qingzhou City last year. He lived like a piece of black charcoal, but he still liked to play with young and young girls. He robbed girls from many families in the city. Thanks to the Dongyi Mountain Lord, the black ghost and a gang of hooligan soldiers were tied up the mountain.In the end, the black ghost was split in half and hung bloody at the gate of Qingzhou city. The local people all applauded, and the girls who were rescued were even more grateful, and regarded Dongyi Mountain Lord as a hero in their hearts.

Such a person who robs the rich and helps the poor, who steals and steals, is not a government, but better than a government, and has become the patron saint in the hearts of all Qingzhou people.

The night wind came, and at the tea stall, Wen Renjun became more surprised and fascinated the more he listened, the more he couldn't help but sneak a peek at the white dress, but the white dress was quietly sipping tea the whole time, without saying a word. In a word, he looked like a scholar who stayed out of the matter and really came from other places.

But the old man spoke emotionally, looking at the floats in the distance and the people laughing and laughing, he said with infinite emotion: "So little brother, tell me, is there any reason for him to be put together with the God of Flowers?"

"Everything revives in spring, and the God of Flowers has given us a new year of vitality, but Dongyi Mountain Lord has guarded the peace for us. Shouldn't we enshrine him?"

After the old man finished speaking, he put down his teacup, and there was a long silence at the tea stall, but the white-clothed scholar suddenly stood up, bowed to the old man, and put money on the table.

"Old man, drink slowly, we have paid for your tea."

(End of this chapter)