Chapter 214: my name

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He Yan went to Changmao Iron Shop to find someone very early. As soon as she left, the chicken flying dog jumped. She wanted to come to Chiwu to appease the green plum. It's much smoother.
But she did not expect that there will be guests at home today.
When Xiao Jue arrived at the He family, the He family was not alone. Qingmei is not here, Chiwu is not here, He Yan is not even there. The door of the He family was closed, and it was worn out. It looked like an abandoned old house with no one in it.
Xiao Jing and Bai Rongwei had been here once before. After returning home, Bai Rongwei would gently mention whether to find another house for the He family. Xiao Jue refused, although this is not a difficult thing, but with He Yan's temperament, it is almost necessary to say "gone without power". Emperor Wen Xuan was also an emperor who didn't eat human suffering. He sealed a throne, but he didn't give the mansion. However, as early as Liangzhou Wei, He Yan also got some rewarding silver two, these silver two, should be able to temporarily change a house.
He Yan, the street they lived in, was surrounded by ordinary people. They had to go out to work and live in the daytime. It was not like the time when they came in the night before. Everyone came to watch. There was no one in the family. Xiao Jue thought about leaving for a moment, just turned around, and hit a person on the head.
Seeing Xiao Jue, this man was taken aback, "Xiao Dudu, why are you here?"
It was actually Jiang Jiao.
Jiang Jiao didn't wear the strong suit of the recruits today, but only wore a color-colored brocade. Xiao Jue didn't recognize him for a while. As soon as Jiang Jiao spoke out, he secretly scolded himself in a dizzy head. He Yan is now Xiao Jue's fiancee, and Xiao Jue came to see her right and wrong, and he was surprised at this.
"Xiao Dudu is here to find Brother He... Girl He?" Jiang Jiao wanted to save Fang Cai's words, and looked at the closed door behind him. "We just came here and asked a fruit seller. Hawker, he said here is the He family...how come, is there no one in their family today?"
Xiao Jue shook his head and then looked back at him: "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, I'm here to send the sword to girl He." Jiang Jiao scratched his head. "The soldiers who lived in Shuojing in the camp account had the opportunity to go home to visit relatives one day a month. I went back to my home yesterday. I went back to camp. Before going back, I wanted to give this sword to girl He."
Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows slightly, Jiang Jiao recovered, and his heart was broken, afraid that Xiao Jue would misunderstand, so he explained: "It was because the girl He was stabbed in Shuojing a few days ago. The brothers are worried about her accident. Our family is in the martial arts hall. I wrote to trust my dad to find a sword for girl He." He picked up the long sword wrapped in cloth in his hand, and it seemed to be awkward, " It’s not a sword. It’s light and sharp. He can have a sword on her body. If you go out in the future, even if there are no assassins with long eyes, there will be no weapons in your hand."
"Sword?" Xiao Jue frowned. "How come I thought of sending the sword?"
"Ah?" Jiang Jiao didn't think Xiao Jue would ask, "Girl He's sword skill is exquisite. If she wants to send weapons, of course she should send the sword. Although her whip and sword skills are very good, I think the sword skills are more If he wins, he chooses this himself."
Xiao Jue stared at his eyes, "Where do you know that He Yan's sword is exquisite?"
"That was when I was in Rundu before." Jiang Jiao suddenly realized, "Yes, when the girl He used the sword, Dudu hadn't arrived at Rundu, so I didn't see it. At that time, they saw it with Wang Ba, and that day Girl He took us to attack the Uto enemy camp at night. Every one of us wore a mask of evil spirits. The mask that Girl He wore was different. Listening to Master Li said that the mask that General Feihong had worn was generally the same. The girl was wearing a mask, pretending to be General Feihong, and throwing away the helmets of the Utopians. At that time, she used a sword. Although I haven’t seen what the general Feihong used the sword, but I think, Wo The girl's swordsmanship is no worse than him."
Jiang Jiao finished speaking in one breath, and was surprised that he said too much. Although he is a friend with He Yan, it has nothing to do with Fengyue, but now that He Yan has become Xiao Jue's fiancee, he should avoid suspicion, so he coughed a little, "I came today, just to send the sword, I didn't expect the girl's house No one, since he met Du Du Xiao here, it is better to give Xiao Du to Xiao He instead of this sword."
He handed the cloth bag in his hand to Xiao Jue, "It's not too early, I have to get out of the city and return to the camp, this matter is hard to govern, thank you." He arched Xiao Jue's hand and brought it out of his house. The burden, turned and walked outside.
Jiang Jiao's figure disappeared at the end of the long street, Xiao Jue looked down, looking at the long sword wrapped in his hand. The long sword was very light and looked thin and small. He lowered his eyes and didn't know what he thought of. After a while, he turned around Left in the other direction.
...
On this day, He Yan returned without success.
The teacher of Changmao Tiepu told He Yan that the blacksmith Niu had not appeared in the past few days, and he didn't even bring the ten iron sickles ordered last month. The teacher and the blacksmith also have some friendships. Although the iron sickle is important, if nothing happens, the blacksmith should not miss the appointment.
He Yan asked the master if he knew where Niu Blacksmith's house lived, and the master shook his head, saying that Niu Blacksmith's house lived on the barren hill, and no one knew the exact location. Niu Blacksmith also doesn't like to tell others about his family affairs, and it is inconvenient for others to inquire more.
The matter is almost clear. Niu Blacksmith and Qin Ma, most of them have been found by Xu Zhiheng's people first.
This is indeed a frustrating thing.
After returning home, because of her early departure, He Sui and He Yunsheng have not yet returned, and have not yet discovered her behavior of sneaking out of the house. Instead, Ome sat on the threshold and waited for someone. When he saw He Yan leading the horse to the door of the house, she immediately stood up happily, "Girl, you can count it back!"
"I just went out and strolled, and forgot to forget the time." He Yan continued to perfunctory.
"The girl He went out before dawn, what is the market?" Chiwu came out from behind the door, speaking in a poor tone. He and Qingmei had also just arrived home. To be honest, Chiwu didn't think that going out to find someone would have any result. He Yan wanted to hide from them. Who could find it? It's just that whenever he showed a little thought of not having to go out to find someone, the little maid in front of him would immediately shed tears. Chiwu almost doubted whether Qingmei wanted to go to the street to play, so he insisted on looking for He Yan for a whole day.
He was a pitiful man who was to be dragged by a little girl and walked through the streets and alleys for a day. There were also many secret guards in the Xiao family in the capital of Beijing. Who knows what will happen in the Nine Banner Camp tomorrow. What frustrated him even more was that He Yan not only went away, but also took a horse. Under his eyelids, he didn't find anything, and was mocked by Qingmei for his incompetence.
The ghost knows how He Yan ran out.
However, today's He Yan is more frustrated than Chiwu. Those who leave early and return late have no gains at all. What is more distressing is that the silver that manages Fuwang is easy to have a clue. , It's really empty.
She perfunctoryly said a few words, and then said: "After a day of shopping, a little tired, I will go back to the house to rest first." Not waiting for Ome to answer, she planted herself into the room.
Qingmei stood outside the door, blinked, and said to Chiwu: "Chiwu guards, don't you sleep too much today, pay attention to the sound of the girl's room at night."
Chiwu: "..."
Now even the son of Chiwu stopped calling, and directly called the Chiwu guard, and what does this mean, let him not sleep at night?
Oh, ridiculous.
...
At night, the lantern was on the first day, and in the distant city of Fang, the singing of drunkards came.
In Shuojing City, the first snow of this winter was finally ushered in.
Snow grains resemble salt fluff, the wind blows in from outside the city, and flakes are flying. On the pomegranate tree in front of the window, the pomegranate was already ripe and pressed heavily on the branches. It seemed that as long as you touched it gently, you could fall down by yourself and fall into the snow-colored mud.
On the stove in the house, simmering tea, and the windows of the four sides just reflected a snow scene. Someone stood in front of the window and looked at the snow outside the window.
"Although I haven't seen what General Feihong's sword is like, but I think that the girl's sword technique is no worse than him." Jiang Jiao's words came to his ears again, and he turned around and walked to the table and picked up the table Sword on the ground.
The silk cloth wrapped around the sword body has been pulled apart, revealing the complete appearance of the sword. The sword body is very narrow, probably for the convenience of women to master, the whole body is dark, the sword sheath is engraved with thin patterns, and it is also very light.
As everyone knows, the two great generals of the Great Wei, General Feng Yun's Yinqiu sword, and General Feihong's Qinglang sword, are the world's weapons, and the gold is cut like mud. What is more precious than their swords is their swordsmanship.
He encountered He Rufei when he was young, and He Rufei's swordsmanship was really not pretty. Later, he secretly gave instructions, but it was better than the past. However, since He Rufei joined the army, he hadn't had the opportunity to see He Rufei's sword, so he only heard about He Rufei's swordsmanship.
A thick pile of letters piled on the table, Xiao Jue picked it up, flipped it through a few times, his eyes narrowed.
Grandma He Rufei and Grandma Xu were born on the spring equinox at the same time. At the age of 14, He Rufei entered the Xianchang Pavilion. At the age of 15, He Rufei went to the Fuyue Army. At that time, shortly before returning to Beijing to receive the reward, Miss He Jia Er, who had been on sickness in Zhuangzi, also followed back to Beijing.
He Rufei did not receive the reward, and he was given the title of "General Feihong", and the constant kiss between Miss He Er and Xu Zhi happened almost at the same time.
Ms. He Er became Grandma Xu, and Grandma Xu was blinded three months after marrying Xu's family. One year later, he fell drowning and died.
About the dead grandma Xu, there are very few things that can be found in his lifetime. Apart from marrying Xu Zhiheng, she did nothing in the He family that deserves attention, as if it were like an inconspicuous dust, few people noticed. The only thing in her life that can be contaminated with some fresh and glorious things, that is, after returning to Beijing, there is a good family matter that everyone envy. It is a pity that this little good thing seems to have exhausted her luck. Next, blindness and death, like a grain of dust, return to nothingness.
Her birth and demise, set against the elder brother He Rufei, like tiny gravel thrown into the sea, it is difficult to arouse a little splash, people heard, at most just sighed.
A poor, humble, unattended woman.
He picked up another letter. In this letter, unlike Grandma Xu, it densely recorded another girl with the same name and the same name. What was interesting since her birth.
He Yan, the daughter of Chengmen School's Wei Hesui, was spoiled even though she lost her mother in her childhood and was in a poor family. She is alive like the girls who grew up in ordinary houses in the city. She loves rouge powder and beautiful dresses. She can't carry her shoulders and can't carry her hands. Her biggest wish is to marry a family with a solid family. If this is the case There is another official in the family who has one official and one half of the job in hand. If the handsome husband is born again, it is really a thank-you.
Her entanglement with Fan Cheng is known to all neighbors. Looking at the little girl who grew up in a street, she wanted to know her past, and asked the past from door to door. It is for this reason that the "Miss He" in the mouth of the neighbors of the neighborhood and the Wu Anhou "He Yan" now appear to be two.
Miss Heda loves beauty and beauty, but He Yan only wears men's clothes all day long. Ms. He Da is particular about dressing, it doesn’t matter if He Yan and a dozen men squeeze a big shop. Ms. He is very fragile and needs to take two steps to catch her breath. He Yan runs on time every day in Liangzhou Guardian, and a stone lock of a hundred pounds can also be thrown easily.
The same face has a completely different temperament.
She will recite the "Wu Zi Art of War" and know the drills well. She can see the weakness of Uto's art at a glance, and can also face the enemy's long sword face without changing color. There is no such genius in the world, and it is impossible to appear in Liangzhouwei, but if this person is not a genius, but a brave man who has grown up from the treacherous battlefield, it seems that there are all things that cannot be explained. Reasonable explanation.
Xiao Jue silently put all the letters in his hand back into the drawer and turned out of the door.
His yard was large and there were a lot of vacancies. Xiao Juejing walked toward the closest room. There was a guard at the door. When Xiao Jue came over, he opened the way.
Xiao Jue walked in.
In the house, Grandma Qin and the blacksmith Niu sat on the side of the cave, not knowing what to say. At the first sight of Xiao Jue, Grandma Qin was frightened to stand up and said, "Sir."
Now Xu Zhiheng is investigating the whereabouts of Qin's mother. There are two brothers in the other courtyard who had returned from the city. Qin's mother lived there but it was troublesome. Xiao Jue sent them to his yard. Even though Xu Zhiheng no longer has the courage to dare, he dare not go to the Xiao family to find someone. There was a guard at the door, and Qin's mother could not escape.
After Xiao Jue came in, he didn't speak, but looked at Qin Ma's body.
Qin Ma's body trembled slightly. Now, she still knows nothing about this handsome young man, but every time she sees the other person's eyes, she can't help chilling her back.
"How did Grandma Xu die?" Xiao Jue asked.
Grandma Qin froze for a moment, subconsciously replied: "It was killed by Aunt He."
"I asked, how did she die?"
Grandma Qin just recovered, swallowed, and said, "That day, the slave-servant was not too clear. Only the grandma who knew that the grandma first gave the grandma a cup of tea, and there was something in the tea. The grandma had Kung Fu, Kung Fu is not bad, probably... they are afraid that the grandmother will escape. Later, the grandmother could not move. Those family members injured the grandmother with a stick, dragged her to the edge of the pond, and pressed her head... …"
Seemingly recalling the misery of the day, Grandma Qin said, she felt cold all over herself.
Grandma Xu died so miserably, she didn’t struggle, scream, beg for mercy, didn’t break up like those who were on the verge of death, she was just stubbornly rebelling against fate, she was obviously blind, she could not see anything, but her The eyes are like a fire, determined, tenacious, and hard to resist. Because of this, the moment when the body was pressed into the pool water, it gradually stopped moving and lost its breath.
Grandma Qin closed her eyes, "Grandma was drowned, but it wasn't drowning out of a foot, but was pressed into the pool water and drowned alive."
Xiao Jue's fingertips shuddered.
In the eyes of the past, there was a sea of ​​fire on the canal with thick smoke. The spring water is still cool, and the girls under water are not as lively as usual. They will obviously take a dip, but their bodies gradually become stiff. Her expression was painful, her long hair spread out underwater, as fragile and fragile as glass, as if she would disappear underwater next moment.
People who had been stricken by fire later avoided the fire, and those who fell from the horse immediately fell injured. Then a woman who died in the icy water of the pool will enter the water again in the future. As long as she remembers the icy coldness of the water before the death and the desperation that is not close to the sky, she will never be relieved.
It turns out so.
Grandma Qin did not know what the other side was saying, but still begging for mercy: "Master, the slave-maid really didn't participate! It was all done by Aunt He, no, it was all done by the uncle, and the slave-maid just stood among those wives. , Slave-servant did nothing..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw that the young man in front of her had pushed open the door and went out.
The door was closed behind, and Xiao Jue walked forward a few steps. In the snowy night, the style was cold outside, and the dull sensation of suffocation in the house was also blown away.
He walked slowly along the promenade. Tonight is moonless, and the solitary light is extinguished. The past flashed like a horse lantern quickly, and the pictures that once seemed familiar, finally penetrated his atrium like a sharp sword, gradually A sharp pain spread.
The time and space overlap, under the moonlight, the girl in a hard suit pulls up the long bow strenuously, and tirelessly over and over again, in the wilderness of Liangzhou Wei, slowly blurring, blurring into a familiar figure, the masked teenager is awkward Waved his long sword in his hand and fell swollen.
He shouted: "Someone has worked so hard and is so vulnerable."
The girl was full of wine and questioned with indignation: "Why would you rather like Lei Hou than me? On the appearance, the skill, or the sentiment between you and me, I am very disappointed!"
The stumbling boy in the "University" in the Xianchang Hall can now complete a whole chapter without drunk after drunk, but still have to hug his waist. Ai Ai begged a father's praise.
On the Yanwuchang, she looked at the recruits who practiced underneath, and answered her own questions. When praised, she boasted with a smile: "Sometimes I even think that I was a female general in my life."
The highest level of scammers is probably when telling the truth, but also hidden under seemingly unintentional lies.
Hua Youxian smiled and asked him: "Is the girl next to you the same girl that year?"
Was she the little girl back then?
Was that bow horse swordsman messed up, serious and stubborn, hardworking and lonely girl?
Is it the little girl who can say, "The man holding the sword in his hand should understand where the sword front is pointing, whether it is against the enemy in front of him, or the weak man behind him. I will never draw a sword from the weak man?"
Was it the little girl who was forgotten by her classmates on the grange and would not betray her friend's whereabouts even if her beaded face was swollen?
It was the same grandma Xu who was crying and crying at him after Yuhua Temple and Xuelian Mountain.
He held an umbrella for her at that time, gave her a candy, and gave her a moonlight that did not exist, but did not know that she had been so tragic, so tragic that he could not even own his real name On a night without the moon, a person hid behind a mask and spent many years alone and humblely.
He saved him once, but failed to save her a second time.
At the Water God Festival in Jiyang, He Yan’s face was hidden under the legendary lie lying mask punished for lying, and ten secrets and ten truths were told.
"I had a fate with Dudu in my last life."
"My previous life was a female general!"
This is the case, it is the case.
He raised his head, the sky was dark and dark, and there was no moon and frost tonight, good wind and water, and infinite scenery. It was so cold tonight, he lied to her only once, but she lied to him for many years, so that when the lies were uncovered, it was especially heartbreaking.
Xiao Jue walked slowly, and reached the end of the promenade, in front of the study, under the pomegranate tree under the flower wall. There seemed to be a girl smiling like a flower, trying to reach out for the pomegranate, which was still green, and her back gradually overlapped with a spring day many years ago.
He was on the tree, she was under the tree, the mask firmly covered the little girl's face, only a pair of bright eyes, and the funny gesture of struggling to flutter the yellow loquat. The young boy in white robe gracefully landed, looking at the thin and small girl in front of him, his mouth slightly raised.
On that day, the spring breeze was warm, and the sky was clear and the water was blue, as we saw first time.
Someone's voice sounded, in the long sky, in the wilderness, by the spring water, with unspeakable sorrow, scattered in the night breeze with the fireflies in the depths of countless jungles.
"Sometimes you have been a stand-in for a long time, and you will inevitably forget who you are."
"Du Du, you must remember my name."
"My name is……"
The young man's beautiful and clear eyes, the dark color gradually spread, he lowered his eyes, looked at the tightly held sachet in his hand, and gently spit out two words.
"He Yan."