Chapter 23:

Across Bishan, deep into the hinterland of Chen Guo.
We gave up our plan to go through Jiang Guo and instead detoured from Chen Guozhi to Zhao Guo to Zheng Guo, so as to get rid of Mu Yi and the team of black guards. Finally achieved success.
Running around like this should have been very tiring, but because it was with Mu Yan, I didn't feel it at all. I personally hope that the schedule will be slower and slower, but without Xiao Huang's hindrance, this wish becomes difficult to realize. I have tried my best, but still soon came to the border between Zhaozheng and Zhengzhou.
The moon was in the middle of the sky and the light was flying. We found an inn and went back to our rooms to rest. I lay on the bed while calculating the distance to Zheng Guo's Sifang City, and silently missed Xiao Huang. I wondered why I needed it once but it was not there. What an unpleasant tiger.
In the early morning of the second day, after washing and going downstairs to have breakfast, Mu Yan was already waiting in the lobby. He was changed into a blue brocade robe drenched in water, and in the blue haze of the morning light, he seemed to be covered with the color of haze. I stopped and thought, sure enough, no one in this world is more suitable to wear blue than him, and whoever dares to wear blue in front of him is simply humiliating.
Think again. The next time you see Jun Wei, you must admonish him and encourage him to stick to the direction of the young man in white, and don't start wearing blue clothes because blue is not easy to get dirty. I have watched Mu Yan's blue dress and then come to watch him. It is really difficult to make people feel aesthetically pleasing in comparison.
After thinking about it, I continued to go downstairs and trimmed the skirt. When I looked up, I saw Mu Yan who was looking sideways at the window. I don’t know when he turned his head to look at me. When his eyes met, he smiled at me slightly, causing it to be straightforward. As a result, I fell down the stairs with a plop...
Rao Shi Muyan has excellent skills and failed to catch me this time, because after all, it is not the distance from the seventh floor to the first floor, but only the seventh staircase to the ground. The vertical distance is too close, and the horizontal distance from him is too close. Far away, not to mention there are obstacles like tables and benches in the middle.
Sadly, the moment my back touched the electric flint on the ground, what I thought was not whether the skirt would be soiled or not. On the contrary, I felt that the fall was really good, so I had reason to pretend to be sick at this border. Once the town stays, you can, and you can spend more time with him.
I only hate Xiao Huang, who had never thought of using such a method to support himself and hoped for thousands of miles away. But it’s really hard to pretend to be seriously injured. I tried to remember what the pain of the body was, but before I remembered it was picked up by Muyan from the ground:
You can also fall down a staircase. How old are you?"
I pretended to take a breath to show that I was in pain.
He frowned and adjusted his hug me: "Where did I fall?"
I looked at him sadly: "I fell everywhere."
He paused: "Take you to see the doctor first."
I was taken aback, thinking that the joke was a big deal, so I hurriedly got up from his arms and said with a dry smile: "I didn't fall anywhere. I won't go to the hospital. I was joking with you."
He looked at me intently.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead. Keep smiling: "Going to the medical hall is so exciting for the teacher. You see, I'm pretty good. I just joked with you. I wrestled a lot when I was young. I got used to falling and falling."
He frowned: "Really?"
I nodded heavily: "Yeah. Really."
He still frowned: "It's when a child is growing up. If the bones are misplaced, the future will be more troublesome."
I said: "I am seventeen."
He smiled non-committal and changed the subject when he opened his mouth: "Since it's okay, let's have breakfast first." After two steps, he turned around and asked me, "Afu, what do you want to eat?"
After all, Mu Yan didn’t take me to the hospital, but I was always perturbed, trying my best to show the appearance of a born dragon and a tiger, and I started to jump around, because if there is no such thing as a dragon and a tiger, I might be sent to the hospital, and then I was found to be a living dead. Was sent to a research institution of unbelievable things.
I guess I jump? It was too bad, and it was suspected to be back. Mu Yan felt dizzy. He even felt that I needed a good rest, so he decided to stay overnight in this border gate city.
The border city of Zhaozheng is prosperous, and everything is available for sale. There are wishful knots made of feathered girls’ forehead hair, turbans said to have been worn by a beautiful man who has passed away for many years, and a dried white that is a specialty of Zhao country. Bugs are rumored to be used to soak in water to treat lovesickness.
I am very interested in this white bug, and feel that if it really has a miraculous effect, I can buy a little powder and mix it with Muyan's Fan Laili to serve him, so that he can forget Qin Ziyan and start again.
But after consulting Xiao Er, I found that this one can only be soaked in water. I can’t pour this white bug into Mu Yan’s rice bowl and say to him:
Hey, I’ll add a meal for you. You look like this is Insect... In fact, it is indeed an insect, but it is not a normal insect..." It is estimated that he will throw out all the food before I finish speaking, which is a waste of food.
The frontier people are good at making wine. They used lactose real snow, snow pour plum wine, and fermented rice for lunch. Muyan paid for them, and he led them to a Fengya teahouse next to the market to listen to storytelling. We no longer continue shopping.
Jun Wei, who has been forgotten by me for a long time, has a point of view. He thinks that as long as it is a man, he will not love to accompany a woman to go shopping, because if a woman is interested in something, he will definitely let the man pay. The man is just a pocketbook, which is a bit hurtful. Self-esteem, and if a woman doesn't see anything... If this doesn't hold, it's simply impossible. Of course, this narrow view cannot be applied to me and Mu Yan. We went to the teahouse to listen to storytelling because the June sun above our heads was too hot.
There were no empty seats in the tea house, so I had to join a table with people at the top of the stairs. Mu Yan took out a folding fan from his sleeve and spread it out. It was a twelve-bone paper fan without a fan. The fan was shaken, and a cool breeze was blowing. The old man who commented on the storytelling was sitting in distress and was talking about the killings: "May 15 is the moon night, and the second son Su Xie heard a secret report from the inner supervisor and said: "Chen Hou has been sick for many days, and he swallowed his last breath. At the time of his death, Yin Ci, the prime minister, had to wait in front of the couch. Half a moment ago, Yin Ci had sent his confidant 800 li to rush to welcome his son, Su Yu, to return to the country as a knight. If the second son is going to get up, tonight is a good night, Ruo Rong When the world’s son returns to the country, everything is irretrievable.’ Su Xie worked hard for many years, waiting for this day. At this time, the old father returned to the west, and the brother who was supposed to be the title of the title was wandering around the world because of love. It's a better time than this. That night, Su Xie got up and forced the palace, ~ The road was like a broken bamboo, and he went straight into the palace. Wei Wei Guangluxun turned to the battle, and the 70-mile Haocheng was reflected like a burnt city by the fire. The entire king is filled. The smell of bleeding and rosin. In this palace change in which the prince is absent, everyone thinks that the overall situation is set, and the next Chen Hou is undoubtedly Su Xie. But the world is unpredictable, and it is not waiting for Su Xie to take the blood-stained sword Tucked into the sheath, the closed palace door suddenly opened with a creak..."
I said: "This palace gate must have been in disrepair for a long time." After speaking, I was shocked that the old gentleman who was talking about the storytelling was unable to continue. He was drinking water and breathing, and everyone in the teahouse was still immersed in the murderous atmosphere of the palace change. Coming over, the entire second floor was silent for a while like dark night, it seemed that my sigh was very clear...
Mu Yan shook the fan, with a smile in his eyes, but said nothing. I stick out my tongue and lie on the table to accept everyone's contempt.
Outside the window in the scorching sun, the willow leaves were curled up in the sun, and the cicadas hidden in the thick leaf shade hoarse. The old man drank the water and continued: "It is said that Chen Shizi Su Yu trained three hundred shadow guards, and these shadow guards turned into three hundred sharp swords. Together, they became an indomitable cavalry. Before that night, Most of the things about Chen Guo's shadow guards were legends, but when Su Xie forced the palace to rise and the overall situation was about to be determined, behind the wide open palace gate, three hundred shadow guards appeared for the first time on horseback riding horses. The iron hoof swept a desolate blood path behind the palace gate. At the dimly lit palace gate, a black hoof walked slowly in the snow. Su Yu, who should have been thousands of miles away, was sitting alive on the horseback, holding it in his hands. Wei Wei’s chief Xing Wujie’s head level. The situation took a turn for the worse. Half of Wei Wei’s adjutants were promoted overtly or secretly by Shi Ziyu. Su Xie was a winged tiger, and it was difficult to resist this situation. ..."
I felt like I was about to fall asleep. There was only an echo from the storytelling. I held my head hard and whispered, "This story is so long."
Mu Yan took a sip of tea: "Do you want to hear the final result? The result is quite simple. Chen Hou actually didn't die, but fell asleep for a while. When he woke up, he saw that Shaozi was forced to die while he was seriously ill. A few days after the second son Su Xie was put to death, Chen’s neighbor, Tang, was attacked by the Jin. Tang came to ask for help. Chen Hou came to be stimulated not long after. Secondly, thinking about the battle between Tang and Jin, he might win fishermen. He did not want to send troops. The elder son Su Yuli advised Chen Hou to send troops to help Tang. After several days, the Chen-Tang coalition forces defeated the Jin Dynasty." After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at me: "These stories about you A little girl is definitely not willing to listen."
I almost cried when I watched him: "I just think this story is a bit long, but I didn't say that I don't want to hear it. Why do you want to spoil me? It's such a clear spoiler, I hate you!"
Mu Yan: "..."
A pot of tea was about to be drunk, and the storytelling of the old man also talked about the battle between Tang and Jin. It was nearing its end. There was still a shadow of the sun outside the window, shining softly through the hanging ribbon of the old willow tree, and a few spots of light faint on the wall. After I was spoiled by Mu Yan, I couldn't fall asleep anymore. I was bored on the table to watch the world.
auzw.com For a moment, Mu Yan said suddenly: "The storytelling here is pretty good, although most of them are exaggerated, when the story comes to listen to it, it is quite interesting."
At this point, there is a young man who is sturdy and vigorous: "Su Yu is nothing more than this. If it is me, the Tang and Jin wars will not go to the muddy waters. When the two countries lose each other, it is cheaper to pick a ready-made one. Isn't it just right." There are many echoes around.
I shook my head, and reached out a little disapprovingly for a pot of tea.
Mu Yanman casually put away the fan: "Do you have something to say?"
I glanced at him quickly, lowered my head and said: "Forget it."
He helped me add water: "What?"
I said: "Because it's a long story, and then you want me to eat cakes and dumplings, and I forgot after eating."
He shook his hands when he added water and laughed out loud: "I won't let you eat this time. Just talk if you want."
I said, "Oh, it’s nothing. I just sigh. I want to say that life is like a pendulum. It seems that there are only two possibilities on the left and right, but in fact there are only two possibilities on the left and right... You can say that the pendulum has stretched countlessly during the swing. It's possible, but it's not possible. It's just a path to possibility. In the end, you will either move to the left or to the right. Everything is possible, but the so-called everything is either left or right. Only the middle is the same. No, unless the pendulum is broken, and that is the appearance of life still." After licking his lips, he asked him, "Do you understand?"
He said he did not understand.
I thought about this. I thought about it for a long time, and came up with an example to simplify my meaning, saying: "In fact, it means, like this world, this world is either a woman or a man. Of course, there are no shemales, but if you are If you become a ladyboy in moderation, you will definitely be discriminated against by society, and it will be difficult to find someone." Licking his lips again, "Do you understand?"
He said he still didn't understand.
I hate that iron cannot become steel. "It's actually very simple. I just want to say that this situation is like Su Yu. If he seeks the golden mean and looks on the wall, it will be difficult to find alliances among the princes in the future. These people think too much. It’s easy. I don’t know that troubled times are like a life. If the country is not strong enough, there is basically no qualification. The Holy King in troubled times should have a clear stand. Of course, if this Holy King is already There is nothing to say if it is the overlord." I gritted my teeth and said, "Do you understand this time?"
With a smile in his eyes, he looked at me solemnly: "I said, if you want to eat something, we will talk about it after we finish it."
"..."
After thinking about it, this is the second time I have heard people talk about Su Yu in public.
Half a year ago, this man led a hundred thousand iron armors to talk and laugh and defeated the country. He was calm and treacherous and raised the difficulty factor of the official selection exam in the imperial capital who loves to contact current affairs to a new high. The candidates who failed the list all hated him and won The top politician of the year most disliked by intellectuals.
From this we can see that Su Yu will become a great man in the future. This is not to say that he was young enough to have a high position or a good soldier. It is just that the people who can influence the modern election examination in history are basically dead. He is the only living person. It's really impressive. And being hated by so many people at the same time is also a kind of proof that you are very handsome, that your family is very rich, or very capable, even if none of the above, at least it proves that you have a sense of existence...
But in any case, this day was very fulfilling.
The sky was dark, and the night breeze was sultry. I sat in front of the lamp and wrote down my experience of the day. I cleaned up and got ready to sleep. As soon as the candle was extinguished, the window two steps away suddenly snapped very shortly. Someone fell on the ground and the camphor wood floor moved slightly. I whispered: "Who?"
There was something cold against my neck for an instant, while my hand was busy digging out the fire in my arms. Later, I recalled this scene for countless moments, feeling that I was not surprised at that time and I was very heroic. But in fact, I just don't know what is on the neck. Afterwards, there was a huff, and the Huozhezi lit up. I carefully looked down at it. It was a short knife.
The dim firelight barely illuminates a corner of the room. On the floor is a pair of embroidered shoes with white borders and a purple skirt above the embroidered shoes. The woman who held my knife against me in the dark smiled softly: "The sword does not have long eyes. Cut your throat."
The laughter was close at hand. I squinted over, trying to see who this person is. My eyes met her, but I was shocked. I have seen this face in the Zheng Palace, it looks exactly like a face drawn in ink painting. Thirteenth month.
But Hua Xuyin is absolutely impossible to miss. Unlike the poison developed by Master Jun, which basically does not kill people, it seems to have poisoned the other party to death. People cheated the corpse again during the funeral.
I clearly remember that half a month ago, on the night of May 25th, under a horrific affair in the Yujin Garden of the Zhengwang Palace, I personally killed 13 months of life in a song of Huaxu. At this moment, she was supposed to be lying on the bottom of the ground with a sullen white bone, even if Rong Xun took some special way to save it, she should be as pale and dead as I am. Of course, it is difficult for ordinary people to see this thing, even if you see it, you will only think that it is a different kind of temperament... But the face in front of thirteen months is ruddy and the eyebrows are much thicker than the last time. , It is really impossible for people to connect her with the dead like me.
I looked at her: "I don't know you, who are you?"
She moved closer to me, her eyebrows frowned, but the corners of her lips curled up, and she smiled slowly: "Just a passerby, take the girl's room to hide from the enemy, and change the medicine."
The short knife stroked my neck back and forth, probably to have a deterrent effect, but I felt really dull and it was difficult to cooperate. The smile in her eyes increased, and the corners of her mouth became more and more upward: "The girl is so courageous." It was like a sigh from the night wind. And the next moment she suddenly pushed me to the door panel and pressed me down, wiping my hair with a short knife and nailing it into the wooden door. The smile in her eyes remained undiminished. She didn't know if she was smiling sincerely or pretendingly, but her words were soft and soft: "Next Just said, does the girl obey or not?"
I hurriedly nodded: "Yi, I am." As a result, a small pill plunged into my throat at the moment of opening and rolled all the way into my stomach. I shut up and pondered a question silently: "Can the shark bead purify the poison, or can it not?"
The woman in purple in front of her reported her family name as Ying Ge, but I obviously wouldn't believe it. Since the meaning of the name was discussed in the last chapter, we came to the conclusion that whoever walks the rivers and lakes has few stage names.
After casting the poison, Ying Ge calmly sat on the wooden bed of the inn and commanded me: "Injury medicine, bandages, clean water, knives, candlelight." While commanding, frowned and untied the placket, exposing the injured shoulder. The skin that did not see the sun glowed white under the candlelight, but the thick bandage wrapped around it was soaked red with blood, like a magnificent peony blooming on the snow-white shoulders.
Basically all the things she wanted were readily available. I handed over the hemostatic medicine, saw the sharp cut in her bandage, licked her lips and said, "It hurts."
She turned her head to look at me, with red marks on her lips, but a half-truth smile still gathered in her eyes: "Guess, what did I do before marrying?"
I shook my head and said that I neither knew that she was married, nor did she know what she had done before.
She put the short knife on the fire and roasted for a while, suddenly closed her eyes, the knife scratched the wound, and cleanly swept out a piece of rotten flesh. The room was quiet for a long time, and for a long time, she heard a rough throat that appeared from the ground. Continued and whispered: "At that time, I was a killer, licking blood every day, killing people, being killed, and walking before the gate of the ghost for several times, and I have never experienced any kind of pain." She laughed twice, and it was clear in the dark night. It's a bit scary, "I don't want to be idle for a few years. Now, I can't bear even this kind of pain."
After speaking for a while, I removed the powder from the wound again, sweating on his forehead, but the corners of his lips curled up, "Is the girl scared? I will only be harassing the night, and I will leave tomorrow morning. The girl is taking care of me tonight. Thanks in advance."
In my heart, there is nothing terrible about this, and I don't know why she asked. Besides, she should be afraid to say that she is afraid. You think about being in the same room with a corpse in the middle of the night and that the corpse will communicate with you face to face about life. Think about it in another way. It's really scary.
And after thinking about the above nonsense, I suddenly moved in my heart and felt that I had caught something. I asked her, "Brother Ying is your real name?"
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