Jianling
82
Including Wen Meixun and Mrs. Mingrui, all the people from the rivers and lakes who went to Huadu for Xiao Shuhua were all in vain.
The Pichenmen still stood still, and all the people who were sent up the mountain to meet Qing Zheng Daojun were politely sent back to the foot of the mountain by the Bichen disciples, but the Song family left the place of right and wrong early on the grounds that the head of the family was seriously injured, leaving only Xiafeng's family and Huanxizong looked at each other in blank dismay, both advancing inexplicably and unwilling to retreat.Huadu, which was sealed off layer by layer, seemed to have done a mighty futile effort. After several days of vigilance, I realized that Shou Zhenjun might not even enter the city gate.
But the news that he seriously injured the father and son of the Song family spread quickly, making everyone secretly startled.
Feng Chenshan simply stayed behind closed doors, even Wen Meixun visited personally and only sent a son to receive him.
Even though Mrs. Mingrui was eloquent, the Feng family put on airs of asking questions and ignorance, saying "It's hard for an honest official to decide on housework", and resolutely rejected the two of them.
Mrs. Mingrui was secretly happy, but she still had to put on a distressed and embarrassed look on her face, and only advised Wen Meixun to return to Yundu as soon as possible to take care of the sect's internal affairs.But Wen Meixun couldn't hold his breath anymore, and within a few days searched all the nearby hills, only to set fire to them, and never let a single one go wrong.
It was rare that so many people from the rivers and lakes flocked to Huadu, and the mountain was very lively all at once. Seeing Xiao Shuhua's lifeless appearance all day long, Meng Lang didn't dare to provoke him, so he could only take Xiao Tongbei down to watch the excitement while going down the mountain to work. I hope that one day I can buy something from the mountain that will make Xiao Shuhua smile.
It's a pity that Xiao Shuhua's intentions are really hard to guess, Meng Lang scratched his head and couldn't think of anything to make him laugh.
Where did he get so much money to buy a sword?When it comes to buying a piece of clothing, Meng Lang is somewhat self-aware of the aesthetics of a gentleman like himself.
There was almost no smile on Xiao Shuhua's face, only when he taught Xiao Tongbei a cold face, he might lose his mind for a moment because Xiao Tongbei learned a certain move quickly.
Meng Lang had no choice but to save all his money to buy some wound medicine for Xiao Tongbei. After all, Xiao Shuhua was really ruthless, and he was willing to force a child as young as Xiao Tongbei to his death.But Xiao Tongbei's body was bruised and purple, and he never complained, Meng Lang was so distressed that he didn't dare to disobey Xiao Shuhua, he only dared to quietly prescribe some small recipes for Xiao Tongbei, taking him to the river to grill two fish from time to time.
"You can also cry twice." Meng Lang wrung out the water on the towel, sighed, supported Xiao Tongbei with one hand, and carefully wiped off the blood on his face with the other hand, "There are so many injuries, it doesn't hurt to look at it." pain."
Xiao Tong sadly shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."
"How could it not hurt?" Meng Lang stared at him for a while, his heart ached to the point of tears.From head to toe, the child didn't have any clean skin. Many of them were injured by Xiao Shuhua's thorns because he was running too slowly. There was also a pair of tattered straw sandals on his feet. Meng Lang wanted to give him a long time ago. Changed a new pair of cloth shoes, but was stopped by Xiao Shuhua, who said that if he dared to change them for him, he would let Xiao Shuhua practice light kung fu with bare feet.
For a moment, Meng Lang didn't know whether he would save him or harm him by taking him up the mountain on his own initiative.
Xiao Tongbei blinked, let Meng Lang carefully hug him, and said, "Do you hate him?"
Meng Lang was taken aback: "What? Master?"
Xiao Tongbei's little head said little by little: "He hurt me, don't you hate him?"
"How come. He is the master. I told you that he saved my life."
"Oh." Xiao Tongpei lowered his head, as if he was angry, but his tone was still so calm, "That's because you like him more than me."
Meng Lang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and slapped Xiao Tongbei lightly on the back of the head: "Why do you think so much? Although Master is a little too aggressive, I still wish you well, but I forgot that you are only four or five years old, so you are too bullying. If you don't like it, just tell him straight up, what does it have to do with whether I like you or him?"
"I do not like him."
"I can tell." Meng Lang paused, "He doesn't seem to like you very much either."
"Then what should I do?" Xiao Tongbei stared at him unblinkingly with round eyes, "Should I hit him too?"
Meng Lang was taken aback, and quickly said, "No, he is your and my master, how can you beat him?"
Xiao Tongbei stopped talking, his eyes were still bright, Meng Lang was a little terrified by him, but he still taught him seriously: "You have to remember, Master will always be our Master, and Master is very powerful, you have to use this We are proud to be Master's apprentice. We are lucky. Master is just in a bad mood now, and he will be fine after a few days, and Master is also very pitiful... You can't get along with me because of such a trivial matter. Master is angry, this is against morality, and it's not what I want to teach you, understand?"
Xiao Tongbei asked, "Why did he accept me?"
Meng Lang said with certainty, "You are amazing."
"I'm good?"
"Yes. You are only young now, and you will be very powerful in the future. You may not be even better than Master!"
Xiao Tongbei didn't speak again, he turned his head sideways, looking at the calm river in a trance.The reflection of the mountain is quietly hidden in the water, so the usual majesty and alienation have become a little closer.
Just like everything hateful about Xiao Shuhua, in Meng Lang's eyes, he looked amiable and respectable.
Or maybe Meng Lang was wrong, Xiao Shuhua was just that hateful.Xiao Tongbei thought quietly, but he was not willing to quarrel with Meng Lang, he was willing to make mistakes with Meng Lang.
Xiao Tongbei raised his eyes, grabbed Meng Lang's sleeve, and said word by word, "I see."
Meng Lang didn't dare to hug him, and was afraid that his feet would hurt. The straw sandals grew together with the flesh and blood on his feet. Meng Lang didn't dare to act rashly, so he took a handful of water and poured it carefully on his feet.Xiao Tongbei was so stimulated that he shrank his feet subconsciously, and Meng Lang was too frightened to move. He raised his head stiffly and couldn't help apologizing: "Does it hurt a lot?"
Xiao Tongbei hesitated for a moment, but did not answer, Meng Lang was even more at a loss, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, so he could only carefully kiss his forehead, hold his foot in his arms, and blow gently.
"..." Xiao Tongbei held him back, and asked in a low voice, "If I'm not good, would you hate me?"
Meng Lang didn't raise his head, and continued to blow on him: "No way." He raised his head, but his usual smiling face showed a bit of seriousness, Meng Lang gently hugged Xiao Tongbei, Whispering into his ear, "But you'll hate yourself."
Xiao Tongbei didn't understand for a while, Meng Lang calmed down and continued to kiss him with a smile: "Let's go, senior brother will take you down the mountain."
In early summer, Yangchuan has lush green trees and warm wind, but it is already a bit disturbing.
Meng Yanhan drank the last drop of water in the water bag in one gulp, and ignored Shen Yunfu who was pretending to be pitiful: "How far is your home?"
Shen Yunfu took the water bag from her hand, and said with a smile, "It's almost there."
"I'll take you home and I'll leave." Meng Yanhan glanced at the purse in his hand, which had already been cleared a lot, and smacked his lips impatiently, "Tsk, the money is really useless."
Shen Yunfu rode on the horse and looked at her with a smile: "The heroine has such a temperament, she will give generously to any beggars she sees on the road."
"That's because I'm afraid they'll be chasing after you. It's annoying." Meng Yanhan tucked the purse back into his sleeve, and stretched out his hand to tug on the horse's rein, "Let's go, hurry up, I have other things to do."
Shen Yunfu twitched his eyes: "What's the matter?"
Meng Yanhan rolled his eyes at him: "None of your business."
"I'm just curious."
"Why don't you wonder what Lord Yan looks like?"
"You know what?"
"I don't know. But I can take you to him."
Facing the scorching sun, Shen Yunfu couldn't bear it long ago. He simply lay on the horse's back and looked at her with a smile: "Heroine, are you really Blood Guanyin?"
"believe it or not."
"I believe. But I heard that Xueguanyin has been followed by a child, where is that child?"
"Are you being an old lady to send off Guanyin?" Meng Yanhan smiled at him, but his eyes were very cold, "Shut up if you shouldn't ask, no one will dare to ask if this old lady kills you here."
Shen Yunfu hooked his fingers at her: "He was scared away by you, right? You are really fierce."
Meng Yanhan stretched out his hand to open him, and glared fiercely: "Shut up."
Ask her what she does, she is also curious.Wherever the chicken feather cub can go, she can't find it - the most hateful thing is that this cub runs away, leave a message or report that he is safe, is he still worried that she will catch up and stalk him to beg him? Will his noble family give some ransom?
fierce?
Meng Yanhan felt aggrieved, but also a little frustrated.
She has always been aggressive, Qingru Daojun and Qingzheng have persuaded her countless times, but she has never looked down on these rules and regulations that restrict women, except Qingzheng, who she knows is born indifferent, and the other women who are shy I can't see it.
It always seemed like she was deliberately antagonizing people - did she ask for it?
Shen Yunfu also saw that she was very concerned about the whereabouts of "that child", so he stopped talking for the time being, and just looked at her intently, as if his eyes could pass through the heavy clouds hanging down from the veil.Meng Yanhan was uncomfortably stared at by him, and barely opened a gap, raising his eyebrows impatiently: "What are you looking at?"
"Woman," Shen Yun looked at her steadfastly, "Would you like to leave after seeing me home?"
"nonsense."
Shen Yunfu was silent for a moment, his face flushed red, as if he was accumulating all the courage he had accumulated over the past ten years: "Then can I not go back?"
Meng Yanhan was startled: "What?"
"I don't want to go back." Shen Yunfu gritted his teeth, and grabbed Meng Yanhan's hand holding the rein, "Although it's presumptuous, but..."
Meng Yanhan had an intuition that this guy couldn't say anything good, but she didn't know how to interrupt him.
The person in front of him was dressed in white, with handsome features, if one didn't know his details, one would still think that this person was heroic and elegant.
Meng Wubei also wears white clothes, but his white clothes are like thick snow that has not melted for years, piled up like layers of city defenses, and Meng Yanhan doubts that he will be difficult to break through in his life.
But Shen Yunfu is different, he also wears white clothes, but he always looks elegant and gentle, like a frivolous and lingering cloud, which can't be waved away or broken up.
Meng Yanhan suddenly felt a little blushing.
She claims to see through the world of mortals, but she only put Meng Wubei in her eyes.
With a blushing face, Shen Yunfu leaned over cautiously, and gently kissed her on the cheek.
Meng Yanhan was stunned, and heard Shen Yunfu stammering: "Yes, I'm sorry, I don't mean to offend, but, but..."
"speak English."
Shen Yunfu's eyes seemed to be hiding the scorching fire in the hearth in winter, and his face was scalded red. He shrank his neck, but said desperately: "But I have never seen the world, and when I see you, I will be scared." My face is blushing and my heart is beating, I don't understand, if the heroine has seen so many sophistication of the world, can you give me some advice..."
Meng Yanhan swallowed.
Shen Yunfu whispered: "This... this, this, do you like it?"
"What do you like?"
Shen Yunfu blinked, and continued: "That is, the kind of love that wants to be with you...?"
The Pichenmen still stood still, and all the people who were sent up the mountain to meet Qing Zheng Daojun were politely sent back to the foot of the mountain by the Bichen disciples, but the Song family left the place of right and wrong early on the grounds that the head of the family was seriously injured, leaving only Xiafeng's family and Huanxizong looked at each other in blank dismay, both advancing inexplicably and unwilling to retreat.Huadu, which was sealed off layer by layer, seemed to have done a mighty futile effort. After several days of vigilance, I realized that Shou Zhenjun might not even enter the city gate.
But the news that he seriously injured the father and son of the Song family spread quickly, making everyone secretly startled.
Feng Chenshan simply stayed behind closed doors, even Wen Meixun visited personally and only sent a son to receive him.
Even though Mrs. Mingrui was eloquent, the Feng family put on airs of asking questions and ignorance, saying "It's hard for an honest official to decide on housework", and resolutely rejected the two of them.
Mrs. Mingrui was secretly happy, but she still had to put on a distressed and embarrassed look on her face, and only advised Wen Meixun to return to Yundu as soon as possible to take care of the sect's internal affairs.But Wen Meixun couldn't hold his breath anymore, and within a few days searched all the nearby hills, only to set fire to them, and never let a single one go wrong.
It was rare that so many people from the rivers and lakes flocked to Huadu, and the mountain was very lively all at once. Seeing Xiao Shuhua's lifeless appearance all day long, Meng Lang didn't dare to provoke him, so he could only take Xiao Tongbei down to watch the excitement while going down the mountain to work. I hope that one day I can buy something from the mountain that will make Xiao Shuhua smile.
It's a pity that Xiao Shuhua's intentions are really hard to guess, Meng Lang scratched his head and couldn't think of anything to make him laugh.
Where did he get so much money to buy a sword?When it comes to buying a piece of clothing, Meng Lang is somewhat self-aware of the aesthetics of a gentleman like himself.
There was almost no smile on Xiao Shuhua's face, only when he taught Xiao Tongbei a cold face, he might lose his mind for a moment because Xiao Tongbei learned a certain move quickly.
Meng Lang had no choice but to save all his money to buy some wound medicine for Xiao Tongbei. After all, Xiao Shuhua was really ruthless, and he was willing to force a child as young as Xiao Tongbei to his death.But Xiao Tongbei's body was bruised and purple, and he never complained, Meng Lang was so distressed that he didn't dare to disobey Xiao Shuhua, he only dared to quietly prescribe some small recipes for Xiao Tongbei, taking him to the river to grill two fish from time to time.
"You can also cry twice." Meng Lang wrung out the water on the towel, sighed, supported Xiao Tongbei with one hand, and carefully wiped off the blood on his face with the other hand, "There are so many injuries, it doesn't hurt to look at it." pain."
Xiao Tong sadly shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."
"How could it not hurt?" Meng Lang stared at him for a while, his heart ached to the point of tears.From head to toe, the child didn't have any clean skin. Many of them were injured by Xiao Shuhua's thorns because he was running too slowly. There was also a pair of tattered straw sandals on his feet. Meng Lang wanted to give him a long time ago. Changed a new pair of cloth shoes, but was stopped by Xiao Shuhua, who said that if he dared to change them for him, he would let Xiao Shuhua practice light kung fu with bare feet.
For a moment, Meng Lang didn't know whether he would save him or harm him by taking him up the mountain on his own initiative.
Xiao Tongbei blinked, let Meng Lang carefully hug him, and said, "Do you hate him?"
Meng Lang was taken aback: "What? Master?"
Xiao Tongbei's little head said little by little: "He hurt me, don't you hate him?"
"How come. He is the master. I told you that he saved my life."
"Oh." Xiao Tongpei lowered his head, as if he was angry, but his tone was still so calm, "That's because you like him more than me."
Meng Lang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and slapped Xiao Tongbei lightly on the back of the head: "Why do you think so much? Although Master is a little too aggressive, I still wish you well, but I forgot that you are only four or five years old, so you are too bullying. If you don't like it, just tell him straight up, what does it have to do with whether I like you or him?"
"I do not like him."
"I can tell." Meng Lang paused, "He doesn't seem to like you very much either."
"Then what should I do?" Xiao Tongbei stared at him unblinkingly with round eyes, "Should I hit him too?"
Meng Lang was taken aback, and quickly said, "No, he is your and my master, how can you beat him?"
Xiao Tongbei stopped talking, his eyes were still bright, Meng Lang was a little terrified by him, but he still taught him seriously: "You have to remember, Master will always be our Master, and Master is very powerful, you have to use this We are proud to be Master's apprentice. We are lucky. Master is just in a bad mood now, and he will be fine after a few days, and Master is also very pitiful... You can't get along with me because of such a trivial matter. Master is angry, this is against morality, and it's not what I want to teach you, understand?"
Xiao Tongbei asked, "Why did he accept me?"
Meng Lang said with certainty, "You are amazing."
"I'm good?"
"Yes. You are only young now, and you will be very powerful in the future. You may not be even better than Master!"
Xiao Tongbei didn't speak again, he turned his head sideways, looking at the calm river in a trance.The reflection of the mountain is quietly hidden in the water, so the usual majesty and alienation have become a little closer.
Just like everything hateful about Xiao Shuhua, in Meng Lang's eyes, he looked amiable and respectable.
Or maybe Meng Lang was wrong, Xiao Shuhua was just that hateful.Xiao Tongbei thought quietly, but he was not willing to quarrel with Meng Lang, he was willing to make mistakes with Meng Lang.
Xiao Tongbei raised his eyes, grabbed Meng Lang's sleeve, and said word by word, "I see."
Meng Lang didn't dare to hug him, and was afraid that his feet would hurt. The straw sandals grew together with the flesh and blood on his feet. Meng Lang didn't dare to act rashly, so he took a handful of water and poured it carefully on his feet.Xiao Tongbei was so stimulated that he shrank his feet subconsciously, and Meng Lang was too frightened to move. He raised his head stiffly and couldn't help apologizing: "Does it hurt a lot?"
Xiao Tongbei hesitated for a moment, but did not answer, Meng Lang was even more at a loss, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, so he could only carefully kiss his forehead, hold his foot in his arms, and blow gently.
"..." Xiao Tongbei held him back, and asked in a low voice, "If I'm not good, would you hate me?"
Meng Lang didn't raise his head, and continued to blow on him: "No way." He raised his head, but his usual smiling face showed a bit of seriousness, Meng Lang gently hugged Xiao Tongbei, Whispering into his ear, "But you'll hate yourself."
Xiao Tongbei didn't understand for a while, Meng Lang calmed down and continued to kiss him with a smile: "Let's go, senior brother will take you down the mountain."
In early summer, Yangchuan has lush green trees and warm wind, but it is already a bit disturbing.
Meng Yanhan drank the last drop of water in the water bag in one gulp, and ignored Shen Yunfu who was pretending to be pitiful: "How far is your home?"
Shen Yunfu took the water bag from her hand, and said with a smile, "It's almost there."
"I'll take you home and I'll leave." Meng Yanhan glanced at the purse in his hand, which had already been cleared a lot, and smacked his lips impatiently, "Tsk, the money is really useless."
Shen Yunfu rode on the horse and looked at her with a smile: "The heroine has such a temperament, she will give generously to any beggars she sees on the road."
"That's because I'm afraid they'll be chasing after you. It's annoying." Meng Yanhan tucked the purse back into his sleeve, and stretched out his hand to tug on the horse's rein, "Let's go, hurry up, I have other things to do."
Shen Yunfu twitched his eyes: "What's the matter?"
Meng Yanhan rolled his eyes at him: "None of your business."
"I'm just curious."
"Why don't you wonder what Lord Yan looks like?"
"You know what?"
"I don't know. But I can take you to him."
Facing the scorching sun, Shen Yunfu couldn't bear it long ago. He simply lay on the horse's back and looked at her with a smile: "Heroine, are you really Blood Guanyin?"
"believe it or not."
"I believe. But I heard that Xueguanyin has been followed by a child, where is that child?"
"Are you being an old lady to send off Guanyin?" Meng Yanhan smiled at him, but his eyes were very cold, "Shut up if you shouldn't ask, no one will dare to ask if this old lady kills you here."
Shen Yunfu hooked his fingers at her: "He was scared away by you, right? You are really fierce."
Meng Yanhan stretched out his hand to open him, and glared fiercely: "Shut up."
Ask her what she does, she is also curious.Wherever the chicken feather cub can go, she can't find it - the most hateful thing is that this cub runs away, leave a message or report that he is safe, is he still worried that she will catch up and stalk him to beg him? Will his noble family give some ransom?
fierce?
Meng Yanhan felt aggrieved, but also a little frustrated.
She has always been aggressive, Qingru Daojun and Qingzheng have persuaded her countless times, but she has never looked down on these rules and regulations that restrict women, except Qingzheng, who she knows is born indifferent, and the other women who are shy I can't see it.
It always seemed like she was deliberately antagonizing people - did she ask for it?
Shen Yunfu also saw that she was very concerned about the whereabouts of "that child", so he stopped talking for the time being, and just looked at her intently, as if his eyes could pass through the heavy clouds hanging down from the veil.Meng Yanhan was uncomfortably stared at by him, and barely opened a gap, raising his eyebrows impatiently: "What are you looking at?"
"Woman," Shen Yun looked at her steadfastly, "Would you like to leave after seeing me home?"
"nonsense."
Shen Yunfu was silent for a moment, his face flushed red, as if he was accumulating all the courage he had accumulated over the past ten years: "Then can I not go back?"
Meng Yanhan was startled: "What?"
"I don't want to go back." Shen Yunfu gritted his teeth, and grabbed Meng Yanhan's hand holding the rein, "Although it's presumptuous, but..."
Meng Yanhan had an intuition that this guy couldn't say anything good, but she didn't know how to interrupt him.
The person in front of him was dressed in white, with handsome features, if one didn't know his details, one would still think that this person was heroic and elegant.
Meng Wubei also wears white clothes, but his white clothes are like thick snow that has not melted for years, piled up like layers of city defenses, and Meng Yanhan doubts that he will be difficult to break through in his life.
But Shen Yunfu is different, he also wears white clothes, but he always looks elegant and gentle, like a frivolous and lingering cloud, which can't be waved away or broken up.
Meng Yanhan suddenly felt a little blushing.
She claims to see through the world of mortals, but she only put Meng Wubei in her eyes.
With a blushing face, Shen Yunfu leaned over cautiously, and gently kissed her on the cheek.
Meng Yanhan was stunned, and heard Shen Yunfu stammering: "Yes, I'm sorry, I don't mean to offend, but, but..."
"speak English."
Shen Yunfu's eyes seemed to be hiding the scorching fire in the hearth in winter, and his face was scalded red. He shrank his neck, but said desperately: "But I have never seen the world, and when I see you, I will be scared." My face is blushing and my heart is beating, I don't understand, if the heroine has seen so many sophistication of the world, can you give me some advice..."
Meng Yanhan swallowed.
Shen Yunfu whispered: "This... this, this, do you like it?"
"What do you like?"
Shen Yunfu blinked, and continued: "That is, the kind of love that wants to be with you...?"
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