Chapter 215: General He

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It was snowing all night and got up the next morning, and a layer of silver frost accumulated in the yard.
Qingmei got up early to cook porridge. Before cooking, she also deliberately glanced at whether there was anyone in He Yan's room. Seeing that He Yan was getting dressed, he wondered: "Why did the girl get up so early? It's cold, it's better to sleep more."
"It's okay," He Yan stretched out, "used."
In Liangzhou Weili, it is necessary to get up early every day, and it is not easy to change this habit after returning to Shuojing. When the green plum was boiling, He Yan picked up the broom in the corner of the yard to sweep the snow.
"Girl, put it down, how can you do this? The slave-servant will do." Qingmei panicked.
He Yan smiled and said: "You still have to make congee. How can a person do two things? Well, it's not just snow sweeping. I did much more than this hard work when I was in the health center. Don't care."
Qingmei insisted, "No, girl, you can take a heater and sit in the house. The slaves here will be fine."
"It's fine."
Chi Wu squatting in the corner suddenly felt very uncomfortable. Although he was instructed to protect He Yan, the He family was really poor, and even the descendants had only one green plum. Now the young lady and the maidservant are fighting for snow removal. It is very difficult for a big man to pretend not to see it.
After hesitating, Chiwu stood up and said, "I'll come."
Before He Yan had time to speak, Qingmei's smiling eyebrows were bent, and he put the broom in Chiwu's hands: "Thank you Chiwu guards!"
Chiwu: "..." He suspected that the little maid was specifically waiting for him here.
He Yan was a little embarrassed. Chiwu was also a talented man in Jiuqi Camp. Su Rili followed Xiao Jue's thoughts and did not do such a thing. Treat a guard with a sword as a servant, and it seems that the He family bullied them. He Yan said: "Forget it, let me do it."
"It's okay," Qingmei said with a grin: "Chiwu's bodyguard is better, and his strength is also stronger. You don't have a good health for the girl, just rest."
Chiwu Xindao said, this little maid didn't see their girl in Liangzhou Wei holding a hundred-jin boulder alone.
But the two women here, this kind of snow sweeping, let him do it. Chiwu took a broom and swept around in the yard. Ome pointed at him while looking at the porridge in the kitchen: "Chiwu waiter, don't just sweep the middle, you have to sweep in the corner, in case the master returns What should I do if I don’t see the fall at home? There is still snow on the left..."
He Yan moved a stool and sat by the door, watching Chiwu a tall guard was turned around by a little maid, but it was quite interesting.
After Chi Wu finished the snow and Ome cooked the porridge, the three of them ate together on the table. He Sui and He Yunsheng left early, and Ome made pancakes one night in advance so that they could take them with them. After eating, He Yan was sitting in a daze in the house.
She wanted to go to the Xu family to find Fuwang again, but opened the drawer, and there was no silver ticket in it. Her heart was inevitable. She knew that when the Xiao family had the stack of silver tickets in the drawer, she should first Borrowed with Xiao Jue. Today, this identity is rather embarrassing to borrow, otherwise... go to Lin Shuanghe?
She was frowning at the silver thing. At that end, a gray-feathered pigeon flew from the red-black utility room and stopped on the beam of the house. His eyes looked like black beans. Chiwu opened his hand, and the pigeon flew to his hand. A small copper tube was tied to the pigeon's leg. Chiwu took off the copper tube and pulled a note from the copper tube.
After reading the note, his eyes also showed some puzzled expressions, but after a while, he sorted it out, released the pigeon out, and walked to the door of He Yan’s house and knocked.
He Yan opened the door and saw Chiwu, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Master's Yinqiu sword, before fighting against the Uto people in Jiyang, the scabbard split." Chi Udao: "Yinqiu sword was cast by the sword master Lu Daichuan, and Yinqiu sword is now in Lu Master casting."
He Yan nodded, not understanding what Chi Wu said had to do with her.
"Today is the time to pick up the sword. The young master is out of the city. I have to go out of the city and I can’t go to pick up the sword. Master Lu has the rules and is out of date. If you miss this day, you will have to wait a hundred days before you can go out . And the one who went to fetch the sword, except the sword master, was only the closest person."
"Ah?" He Yan was speechless. "It's too harsh."
But the capable artisans in the world have more or less their tempers. Since Lu Daichuan can forge a treasure such as the Qiuqiu sword, it is not incomprehensible to have such a quirk.
"Girl He," Chiwu looked at her and said, "You are now the governor's fiancee. You will pick up the sword. Master Lu will agree. So, can Girl He help the young master to get the sword from Master Lu?" "
He Yandao: "It's not difficult, but how can I prove that I'm the governor...cough, fiancee?"
"You don't have Master's Serpentine Black Jade on your hand?" Chiwu replied, "You can use that one."
He Yan undid the piece of black jade from the waist: "Can this prove your master's identity?"
Chiwu: "Exactly."
"Then you can use this to go to the bank, can you make money?"
Chiwu: "...If Girl He is short of money, she can tell the next one that Master will not stand idly by."
He Yan laughed and said, "I just laughed." But he secretly understood in his heart, it seems that this black jade will work everywhere, and it should not be a problem to pay a silver flower.
She simply said: "Yes, it's not a big deal. You give me Master Lu's residence, and I'll wait."
"Master Lu lives in the mountains north of the city, and the road is a little far away." Chi Wudao said: "He will prepare a carriage and guards for the girl He, so as to avoid the danger on the road."
He Yan: "Yes, you guards, even I can't fight, really in danger, maybe who will save who. You will just give me your residence, it will be fine in blue sky, day by day. Besides, I will fight back as an assassin. After the incident, the city’s defenses were doubled, no problem."
She has a stubborn attitude, but Chi Wuxuan is only her, and finally she has to give up.
Chiwu seemed to have something very important. After writing Lu Daichuan's residence to He Yan, he hurried out of the house. He Yan comforted the green plum, and then took Xiangxiang out of the door. Although Lu Daichuan's residence is far away, it is not difficult to find. In the winter of Beishan Mountain, the snow was thicker than that of the city, and it was silver and white all around. If the carriage was walking in the mountains, I was afraid to walk one day and one night. He Yan Qingxing did not listen to Chiwu's carriage, but riding a horse, at least before the sun went down to see Master Lu.
This Lu Daichuan was also a wonderful person. He Yan thought that he lived on the mountain, and he must be a tall man of immortality. Who knew that this man actually built a palace-like mansion in the mountain, which was extremely gorgeous. As soon as He Yan entered, two giant tigers ran over and howled at her.
Xiangxiang was shocked, almost throwing He Yan out, He Yan took the horse rope, appeased Xiangxiang, dismounted, and then found that these two colorful giant tigers were actually made of wood, and their eyes were black The gemstones glowing green light, shining in the dark, at first glance, it looks like real.
He Yan was surprised in his heart. This was probably Lu Daichuan's handwriting. It was really a good craftsman and a moon-cutting cloud.
The door wasn't closed, and it was covered with emptiness. The two giant tigers were still howling at He Yan, but there was no other action. He Yan thought about it and pushed the door and went in. As soon as I went in, I felt that it was a shrunken Wei.
In the mansion of the Northland, a small canal like a river in the south of the country was dug. A small boat that could only sit in one was parked. There was a gauze curtain hanging on the boat. A moving music sounded from it. Look carefully. There was no one in the boat, only a box made of wood.
The flowers and plants on the wall are fake, but they are made to come to life, even in the winter, they are very lively and bustling. There are some colorful stones scattered on the ground, which should not be gems, but with a shattered light, they are striking. He Yan seemed to have entered the legendary dragon palace, and seemed to be in a fairyland. He could not help admiring this man for being so skilled, and no wonder he could forge a sword like Yinqiu.
She went to the main hall, and with a clatter, the door opened, and He Yan broke in, and she saw a man in a white robe sitting in the big hall, who was cutting a bamboo in his hand. The dragonfly has probably done the last step. He Yan watched him pull the tail of the dragonfly, and then the dragonfly flew up "buzzing".
She couldn't help but exclaim, the man turned his head and also taught He Yan to see his face clearly.
In fact, this man is indeed immortal, and the white robe is made of some material. It is extremely light and elegant. It looks like a former hermit, but it is completely different from his appearance. This life is extremely round, and it is no exaggeration to say that it seems to be a round ball. When he looked over with a smile, he was like a Maitreya Buddha, without the slightest "gaoshi" style.
This was somewhat beyond He Yan's expectation. She thought she would see an indifferent and arrogant, lonely and quirky old man with a white beard. She didn't expect to be such a kind and fat man. And this person should look very young, in his twenties. Is a young fat man.
"A guest is here." The man smiled.
"Are you Master Lu?" He Yan released the jade from the waist and showed him, "I'm here to take the sword for Xiao Dudu."
"Huh," Lu Daichuan saw He Yan's jade pendant, and froze for a moment. "Why is Xiao Huaijin's sword on you? Are you Xiao Jue's fiancee?"
He Yan was caught off guard and was not asked how to answer for a while. After a while, she nodded: "Exactly."
"It turned out to be Huai Jin's fiancee." Lu Daichuan nodded and looked at He Yan again. "Good, good."
He Yan felt a little uncomfortable. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Master Lu and Dudu Xiao seem to have a good personal relationship?" This person looks kind and gentle. Where is Chiwu's so impersonal?
"It's not good or bad." Lu Daichuan shook his head with a smile and clapped his hands. He creaked and He Yan looked down at the sound, only to find that there was a wood standing in this hall The little man who made it was just a foot tall, and became a beautiful woman. She walked in "dada da" and didn't know what to do.
"Is this all made by Master Lu?"
"Some puppets," Lu Daichuan smiled. "I don't have any living people in this other garden, only puppets. I help me work on weekdays."
This may sound scary, but inexplicably, He Yan did not feel fear, she said: "Why don't you ask some craftsmen to help? Or simply go down the mountain."
"That wouldn't work," Lu Daichuan said: "I have lived on the mountain for more than thirty years. The days under the mountain are not suitable for me."
He Yan: "Excuse me, Master Gui Geng this year?"
This man seems to be in his twenties. Why have he lived on the mountain for more than thirty years?
"you guess?"
He Yan couldn't guess and simply said: "I looked at the master, but it was only in the early twenties."
These words seemed to please Lu Daichuan, and he laughed with his belly in his arms, "You are a child, your mouth is smeared with honey. No wonder Xiao Huaijin likes you. It's really flattering."
He Yan: "..."
She was thinking, how could this master sword-maker look so unscrupulous, and then the little wooden man who entered the house ran out again, holding a long box in his hand, and placed it in front of He Yan .
He Yan opened the box and saw a long sword lying in the box. The sword was like frost like snow, it was drinking autumn.
"Has it been repaired?" He Yan's surprise opening, and there was no trace of cracking on the scabbard.
"It's just a sword, it won't take long." Lu Daichuan looked at He Yan with a smile, "You are both Xiao Huaijin's fiancee. For Xiao Huaijin's sake, I can build a weapon for you. , Or a treasure, what do you want?"
He Yan joked: "Can the master also build a sword like Yin Qiu for me?"
Lu Daichuan looked at her and smiled and said, "No."
"Why?" He Yan smiled and asked, "Does the master think I am not worthy of your sword?"
"You already have a sword, you don't have to have another sword."
He Yan's smile suddenly froze, looking at Lu Daichuan.
How did this person know that she had a sword?
"Master, I don't have a sword." He Yan said: "I don't even have a weapon at hand."
"There will be," Lu Daichuan shook his head, the smile in his eyes seemed to have penetrated everything in her, "Your sword will come back to you again."
He Yan stared at Lu Daichuan, trying to see the flaws in his face, but unfortunately, the man couldn't see anything other than his consistent smile.
He Yan stood up holding the box holding Yinqiu. "Master, it's not too early. I came today to get the sword. Now that the sword has been obtained, I should go back." She saluted Lu Daichuan , "Thank you Master."
"You don't have to be polite." Lu Daichuan also stood up. It was not easy for him to stand up. It was really because of his fat body. A ball had to stand firm, and it always took some effort. It is two colorful giant tigers and the little wooden man, like the weird emperor hidden in the deep mountain, "Let's go."
He Yan turned over and turned away, but the back view looked a bit like a desert.
The sound of the horse's hoof gradually went away, and Lu Daichuan made a slap, looked down at the wooden man who only reached his calf, "Jade, did you say I scared the little girl."
The wooden man hung on his lap and said nothing.
"Fuck," Lu Daichuan shook his head again, turned and walked back, and said to himself while walking: "Huaijin, Huaijin, can only help you get here as a teacher."
...
It was dark quickly on the mountain.
When He Yan came, the sun had not yet set, and he stayed in Master Lu's "Bieyuan" for a short time, but when it came out, it was already dark.
Fortunately, the moonlight is bright tonight, and it shines in the snowy mountains and mountains, which is brighter than usual. She remembered the road well, riding Xiangxiang down the mountain, but in her heart repeatedly remembered what Fang Cai said to Master Lu.
How could Master Lu know that she already had a sword, did he already know what it was, or was this man really a worldly man, and at a glance he saw the truth of borrowing corpses to regain his soul?
But she is alone now, and she knows nothing about Lu Daichuan. She still waits to see Xiao Jue after going down the mountain and asks him who Lu Daichuan is before making plans.
He Yan sighed slightly in her heart. The trouble with the identity of "Miss He" who disguised as a man in the army of Liangzhouwei had just been resolved, and now there is another one. On this day, it seems to be constantly solving one after another trouble.
He Yan's eyes fell on the wooden box in front of him. Fortunately, he finally took Yin Qiujian back. I don't know where her Qinglang is now placed by He Rufei. With He Rufei's caution, unless absolutely necessary, she will not hold Qing Lang to show people. If her Qinglang was still around, she would have to wipe it every day.
The horse galloped in the mountain, and the cold wind blowing across the face hurt her face. She exhaled and immediately painted white mist under the night. The mountain was extremely cold.
Suddenly, something came flying towards him behind him, the horse was frightened, and suddenly stood up. He Yan pulled the reins, and at the next moment, someone flew from behind him, his shining sword pointed at his back.
There are assassins!
He Yan sideways avoided, dismounted and landed, but he could not clearly see who this man really was. The man had made a comeback and flew towards He Yan, his sword pointed directly at He Yan's atrium. It was He Yan's life without saying a word.
There is no one in this wild country, even if it is yelling, it is impossible to call for city defense. But she was unarmed, very troublesome, and had to split the wooden box that was held in her armpit with one hand. With a "dump" sound, the wooden box shattered, and the Qiujian fell in the hands of He Yan.
In the past and present life, although she had touched it, it was the first time she used it. As soon as I started, I felt that the sword fruit was really cold, just as sharp and sharp as the master of the sword.
Sorry Xiao Jue, she secretly said in her heart, temporarily borrow your sword to use.
He Yan suddenly pulled out the Qiuqiu sword, looked at the person in front of him, and said, "Who are you?"
He Yan was able to see clearly in the moonlight all over the floor. The other person's entire body was covered in a black cloak. The curtain covered most of his face, only a little chin was exposed, and it looked like a sapphire in the night. . She had to look at it again, but the other party could not wait to swipe in front of the neck of He Yan who held the sword.
Even if you don't say anything, just start playing? He Yan was shocked in his heart, but the murderousness that had come to the door all showed that the other party wanted to kill her.
It seems to just want to kill her. He Yan frowned, could it be that He Rufei had sent him? But last time there was still a group of people. Why is there only one this time?
But soon, He Yan understood why there was only this person this time. Compared with the last assassins, this man's skill is much smarter. Even He Yan played with him, but couldn't help but be surprised. His swordsmanship was exquisite, seemingly calm and watery, but so fierce and murderous, he was comparable to her.
She was amazed in her heart, what is this person, even in Shuojing, people of this skill are rare. He Rufei has such a powerful person?
Before it was too late to think about it, the long swords danced and made a sound of clang. He Yan flashed away from the tip of the man's sword and bent his elbow towards the other's abdomen, but the man seemed to expect that she was going to sneak attack, evading sideways, but flashed behind He Yan and stabbed with the sword. He Yan couldn't dodge, and had to backstab the man with his backhand, the two swords collided, and with a "bang", both of them stepped back a few steps.
He Yan froze for a moment, somehow, a familiar feeling flooded his heart. She didn't know where this familiarity came from, but before she could figure it out, this man had stabbed again with a sword.
The opponent moves extremely fast, and after every game, there is no gap or idleness, and then they come again. The sword strokes were like a torrential rain, thin and dense, and the drinking Qiu in He Yan's hands was flexible and sharp, and she had already used it smoothly. So those who had vulnerabilities and habits about "General Feihong" did not try to hide them.
Xuexu danced in the wind, and at night, the bamboo forest seemed to have a soft breeze, which buried the killing intentions.
He Yan toeed lightly, Yin Qiu in her hand seemed to have a sense of mind, and finally peeped into a flaw in the sword move of the opposite person.
At the same time, the man stabbed at He Yan.
The two long swords made a crisp collision sound in the air. At the moment of passing by, the sound of "snapping" was broken in two, and the long sword in the hands of the black man was cut into two parts by Yin Qiu. He Yan turned sharply, spurting away at the man's back that had not yet turned.
The tip of the sword, only a minute away, was about to pierce his vest.
But in this tiny place, it can't stop.
It was surprisingly quiet in the surroundings, only the sound of rustling snow, and the quietness of the wild cranes in the distant valley. He Yan looked at the other person's back and seemed to feel something. The hand holding the hilt shivered slightly.
The other party was motionless. She spoke slowly, her voice hoarse: "Who are you?"
Suddenly, Shanyue broke through the dark clouds, Qianfengduiyu, and Wanhaopu silver. The man slowly turned around and took off his bonnet, revealing a familiar face.
"Xiao Jue..." He Yan murmured.
The black cloak was slightly fluttered by the wind in the snowy night. The youth's facial features were as beautiful as jade carvings. The black eyes like autumn water seemed to have inexplicable emotions. Her eyes fixed on her, like from the past to the present, and perhaps the future.
"Your sword skills have grown a lot."
He ticked his lips: "Long time no see, General He."
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