Gong Xue has bandits

Chapter 77
Autumn firefly grass is a strange plant recorded in ancient books, few people know about it, let alone think of making it into dishes.

It grows under the cliffs and can only be seen in late autumn. It is named for its shape like a firefly and its shimmering light at night.

It has a special fragrance that can stimulate people's taste buds to the greatest extent. It is recorded in ancient books that it has the effect of being used as medicine and can heal the sense of taste. The autumn firefly grass is also used in the dishes, creating an original delicacy, autumn night firefly heart.

This time in the competition with Fusang Kingdom, if this dish is used in the battle, it will definitely amaze everyone.

The night wind was rustling, the moonlight was like water, Luo Qiuchi rode his horse and swung his whip, and when he arrived at Yanshan with Wen Renjun, he was speechless by the beauty of the scene in front of him——

On the entire mountain wall, fireflies are flying, but they are not real fireflies, but grass vines entangled and coiled on the mountain wall, each of which emits a soft light in the night, like countless fireflies gathered together, A magical and magnificent "mural" is formed.

"It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful..."

Wen Renjun murmured and walked forward, stretched out his hand to gently caress the autumn fireflies, a cool touch came from the fingertips instantly, and the clear sweet fragrance wafted in the wind, refreshing.

Luo Qiuchi took out two bamboo tubes, handed them to Wen Renjun, and said happily, "Hurry up, let's pick some back, this autumn firefly grass is the freshest when it's just picked, it won't work if the dim light goes out..."

The bamboo tube was filled with ice cubes, and the cold air was specially prepared by Luo Qiuchi. This autumn firefly grass is extremely "delicate", and it will wither after being picked off for a long time. It is extremely difficult to preserve it. Mie, he tried his best to come up with this method from Ji Da Niu.

At present, the wind swept the night sky, and the surrounding fields were quiet and silent. Two figures stood in front of a wall of fireflies, carefully picking off the grass and vines. Dreamy.

When the two bamboo tubes were installed, Luo Qiuchi and Wen Renjun looked at each other with a smile, and when they were about to speak, there were several roars not far away, like wild animals in the mountains, Luo Qiuchi's expression changed——

It's the cry of a black bear, there are blind bears in this mountain!

Between the cliffs under the moonlight, a gigantic monster roared crazily, half of its face was dripping with blood, and lying on its back was a child with bare feet and loose long hair. The child somehow got the strength to bite the black bear tightly. In one ear, let the black bear roar furiously, and it was in pain again and again, and it couldn't be shaken off no matter what.

This person and a bear meet each other on a narrow road, obviously caught in a game of life and death!

"Such a strong internal force, at least not less than 30 years old, what kind of evil skill did this kid practice, to be able to fight a bear for so long!"

Luo Qiuchi's pupils shrank suddenly, feeling unbelievable at the treacherous scene in front of him, but Wen Renjun beside him turned pale and pushed him away: "Boss, what are you still doing in a daze, let's go save people!"

"It's still uncertain whether to save the man or the bear. I think this blind man has met his opponent!"

Although Luo Qiuchi said so, with a flick of his white clothes, he flew into the wind, "Get out of the way, little monkey, the blind man is going crazy, don't hurt you!"

The night wind is blowing, the moonlight is cold, the roof is as white as silver, and an autumn leaf is falling faintly.

In the dark room, Fu Yuanzhi was sitting beside the table, looking at a fan pendant in his hand, his face was solemn, and he hadn't moved for a long time.

He still heard the voice of the sixth prince who seemed to be smiling when he left: "If you think it over clearly, you can take this fan pendant and come to this king at any time. This king is the Qingyun Ladder under your feet, and the Wushuang in your hand." Sword, fame, wealth, power, everything you want will be at your fingertips, I believe that you are a smart person and know how to choose..."

The Sixth Prince was scheming and wanted to take this opportunity to win him over and take him under his command. This fan pendant was not only a tempting opportunity, but also a hot potato.

That turbulent road is unpredictable, and the future is unknown.

Fu Yuanzhi took a deep breath, and suddenly heard his mother's decisive words in front of the bed of lightning and thunder in the year of his grandfather's death: "I chose the road myself. Even if I have a lame leg, I will die." finished!"

"I still have a long way to go. He is very competitive. The blood of the Zheng family is flowing in his body. He will make the Zheng family feel proud. None of Fu Yuexi's children can compare to him, and he will be better than him." Father is stronger, one day, let his father surrender at his feet..."

The cold wind beat against the window, and the room was suddenly oppressive. Fu Yuanzhi clenched his palms tightly, and there was a battle between heaven and man in his heart. Sweat oozed from his forehead, and he almost couldn't breathe.

The road ahead is long, and no one tells him how to choose.

With his mother's expectation and the heavy burden on his shoulders, he had to admit that the Sixth Prince had provided him with a shortcut, a shortcut full of temptation.

If he gritted his teeth and set foot on it, everything he had thought so hard and wanted would come true easily, and countless people would submit to him. A mere Luo Qiuchi was nothing to him. He doesn't have to be afraid anymore.

He may be able to follow his own heart and walk towards the girl he loves, instead of abandoning love to choose the situation and sacrificing what he cherishes most in his heart like Duke Feng of the past.

There are too many benefits in front of him, it seems that he should not hesitate anymore, but, but... Is the road the sixth prince wants to take really what he wants?
The moonlight spilled into the room through the window lattice, Fu Yuanzhi was holding the fan pendant, his figure was half-lit and half-dark, his handsome face was in pain and struggle.

He knows that the court is unpredictable, there are many party members, and no one can be clean. If you want to climb to a high position, you must use any means. He understands and accepts the intrigue and dark and cruel rules of the officialdom. He can even learn faster than others , do it better -

But if he is asked to abandon his family and country and do things that are against righteousness, I am afraid that his grandfather will not be at peace under the nine springs, and he will come out and scold him as an unworthy descendant, right?

The cold wind whistled more and more, flapping against the window lattice, making a buzzing sound, the slender hands squeezed the fan pendant tightly, and after sitting in the darkness for an unknown amount of time, finally, he opened the box on the table and locked the fan pendant inside.

This lock is to lock a road to Qingyun.

Fu Yuanzhi closed his eyes, exhaled slowly, his heart felt like a boulder fell to the ground, and he felt relaxed.

Things in the world always have something to do and something not to do. He is not a noble person, but he doesn't want to become dirty dust.

On another roof shrouded in moonlight, in front of the tall bronze mirror, Hang Ruxue was wearing only unlined clothing, raised her neck, and looked at the scars there.

He held a delicate porcelain bottle in his hand, and when he opened it, a light medicinal fragrance came out, with a faint familiarity, just like the fragrance lingering on that slender figure.

Hang Ruxue was stunned for some reason, as if the setting sun appeared in front of his eyes again, that beautiful face, that red and swollen earlobe and double lips couldn't get out of his mind, he took a tight breath, and his body became inexplicably hot.

In the mirror, the neck was still covered with large scars. Holding the ointment, he stared at it for a long time. Suddenly, he didn't want the scar to disappear quickly, as if this was the only connection between him and her. He doesn't mind spending some time with himself.

After all, this can be regarded as the... imprint she left on him.

Hang Ruxue closed the cap of the bottle, lowered her head, and after sniffing the light medicinal fragrance, she solemnly put the porcelain bottle away close to her body.

He turned his head to look at the bookshelves in the room, thoughtful.

Those things that he didn't care about before were collected by the housekeeper. He was a little surprised, so that person was actually a young talented woman in the imperial city?

He gently picked up a book on the shelf, his gaze deepening.

If you want to find another reason to find her, I'm afraid there is nothing more suitable than this. A general, a talented woman, what could be more "honorable" than asking for advice?
Just which one should I choose?The young man who had just begun to fall in love fell into deep thought.

He has been fighting abroad all year round, and the books he has dabbled in are too few, so he can't go to others with a military book, right?

"Three Character Classic"?No, it's too simple and plain, and it makes him so knowledgeable that he doesn't have any ink in his chest.

Then this set of ancient books is not good, it is too boring and boring, the girls may not like it... Or this "The Legend of Youxian"?No, it's all romantic things, really frivolous and not serious enough, as if he has other plans...

Hang Ruxue has never been so sad about picking a book in her life.

His slender hands lingered on the bookshelves, and finally, they stopped on the bottom one. His eyes lit up, and he read the three words softly: ""Shan Hai Jing"."

This is it.

The content is rich and interesting, all-encompassing, and there are so many places to talk about in the prehistoric Kyushu.

Hang Ruxue took out the "Shan Hai Jing" and let out a sigh of relief.

The moon was quiet and the curtains were flying. The young man was lying face up on the bed, holding the "Book of True Fate" in his arms, his eyes were wide open, and there was an ulterior secret excitement in his heart. Can't sleep either.

He listened to the wind blowing across the courtyard at night, and the fragrance of the grass and trees. It was the first time he looked forward to... the dawn.

In Yanshan, the sky is full of stars, and a bunch of flames rise up.

Wen Renjun tore off the corner of his skirt, lowered his head and carefully bandaged the wound. The child was leaning in her arms, looking at her without blinking. beautiful.

Luo Qiuchi hummed beside him and said, "Hey, girl, what's your name? Why are you alone in this mountain forest? Who did you learn all your evil skills from? At such a young age, you have..."

Before he finished speaking, the child had turned his head and glared at him viciously, his amber eyes were full of hostility.

Luo Qiuchi was startled for a moment, but instead became amused: "Is there any mistake, you still glared at me, if it weren't for Lao Tzu, you would have died a long time ago, understand?"

He reached out to hit the child on the forehead, but Wen Renjun hurriedly stopped him, and she hugged the child tightly, protecting a calf: "Okay, okay, boss, stop playing, don't scare the little sister... ..."

The "little sister" pursed her lips, raised her amber eyes, glanced at Wen Renjun, moved her fingertips, but said nothing after all.

"What little sister, I think there is an old monster living in her body, and she has hidden skills for nearly a hundred years..."

Luo Qiuchi still rushed forward and said with a relentless smile: "I really want to ask you clearly, you little girl has never said a word from the beginning to now, are you dumb?"

Wen Renjun held her in her arms, avoiding Luo Qiuchi's "harassment", she simply sat a little further away, looked down at the little girl, and coaxed softly, "Are you cold? Why aren't you wearing shoes? "

The child stared at her fixedly, without saying a word, Wen Renjun smiled, and his voice became softer: "Sister, can you warm your feet?"

As she spoke, she held the little girl's snow-white bare feet and put them in her arms. The child's breathing was stagnant, and her amber eyes suddenly widened, staring at Wen Renjun intently.

Luo Qiuchi jokingly said, "Tsk tsk, little monkey, are you overflowing with maternal love?"

Wen Renjun spat at him: "I know it's nonsense, I just think this little sister is very cute, look how beautiful she is, she looks like a porcelain doll, doesn't she?"

As she spoke, she stretched out a hand and gently stroked the child's loose long hair. With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she said: "I have four older sisters above me, and I never knew what it was like to have a younger sister. When I saw I like this little girl very much in my heart, and I feel that I am very close to each other. If I can, I really want to recognize her as my younger sister..."

Hearing these words, the child in his arms blinked his amber eyes, but remained motionless, snuggling into Wen Renjun's arms obediently.

Luo Qiuchi was so soured by the scene of "sisterly love", and when he was about to get closer to say something, a strange wind suddenly blew in the forest, and several black shadows flashed under the moon, coldly killing him.

Luo Qiuchi's expression froze: "No, someone is here!"

(End of this chapter)