Relief

The five bodyguards from the Wei Bodyguard Bureau led their brothers to escort the convoy all the way, promising to return to Jiangling only after arriving at Qingyuan Town where Huangrenling in Jizhou is located.Inheriting their favor, the convoy was majestic and majestic along the way, not to mention the killers of jackals, tigers and leopards lurking in secret, and even the short-sighted bandit Lvlin had to make a detour when they saw it.

It was the first time for Xie Zhixu to experience such a group journey. After he was allowed to take off the bandages and go about his normal activities, he often followed Xiao Yunwei on horseback on both sides of the convoy.Anyone who can ride a horse is reluctant to take a carriage. Being locked in a closed carriage and bumping makes people not in a good mood.Only people like Wu Li and Feng Zhichang who don't know martial arts and can't control horses will be suffocated in the carriage.

It's strange to say, since Dan's house was injured by Hou Daizhao's palm, and he vomited blood for a few days, Xie Zhixu felt that his physical strength was stronger than before, and his gestures and gestures were also more powerful.

The poisonous old monster showed him once, but he didn't see anything. Xie Zhixu originally wanted to find Feng Zhichang, but Feng Zhichang always avoided seeing him.

The unbearable horse came up from the end of the team, and Shu Yinzhi and her rode side by side, and the two girls each had a handful of flowers in their hands.

They are all wild flowers on the side of the road, the colors are warm and brilliant, with double petals and overlapping branches, making the girls more delicate than flowers.

Someone in Xiaoyunwei whistled: "Hey, brother Jing is going to be a woman today?"

After finishing speaking, he slapped Yue Guanshan on the head: "Can you talk, boy? Are you a man with such a smelly mouth?"

The little guard Yanmen leaned forward: "Sister, it's so beautiful, what kind of flower is this?"

Jing Busheng smiled and replied: "Well... I don't know, all kinds of wild flowers."

Shu Yinzhi held the flowers and moved them to Jing Busheng's ear, but his voice was not suppressed at all: "Sister Jing, this kid is about to drool."

Yanmen's face flushed instantly, unable to utter a word, he slumped back to Yueguanshan with his tail between his legs.

As a result, the men in the team competed with each other, and came to ask the two girls for flowers. The two picked a big bunch, and they were all distributed in an instant.

The bodyguards pinned small flowers to the necklines of their shirts very emotionally, but under the leadership of Yue Guanshan, Xiao Yunwei inserted flower branches into each other's temples. Anyone who disagreed would be suppressed.

Jing Busheng and Shu Yinzhi hugged their chests and watched the picked flowers being tossed.Lu Hui held a branch of flowers and rode in front of the two of them: "Two beautiful ladies, do you want to see a juggler? The following is an empty-gloved pigeon brought to you by a famous neighborhood juggler—"

He held the flower branch with one hand, and the flower shrunk and dwindled in his hand, until it completely disappeared into the palm of his hand. He spread his hands, and the flower disappeared. He clasped his hands together again, and threw it upward—a pigeon with colorful feathers flew away. In the blue sky, the wings spread out like a small flower going north with the wind.

clap clap.Jing Busheng applauded him.

Shu Yinzhi, on the other hand, had a bored look on his face, and said straight to the point: "What letter did you write to the north?"

Lu Hui smiled mysteriously.

Everyone in the team was amazed by his tricks, Xie Zhixu said in surprise: "Brother Lu is not a Taoist priest? How did he become a street performer again?" However, his hands with unusually long fingers are really a bit of a trick qualifications.

Seeing that Xie Zhixu didn't get the flowers, Jing Busheng handed him the last two flowers in his hand.

The petals are still stained with the morning dew, and the fresh and refreshing grass leaves are scattered with the wind.

Listening to the commotion outside, the two carriages lifted the curtains, revealing the faces of Wu Li and the guard of the Tang Sect named Tang Yu respectively.

Both of them looked at the flower in Xie Zhixu's hand.Xie Zhixu drove his horse towards Tang Yu, the guard backed away winkingly, letting out Feng Zhichang, who was opening a book with an oil lamp in the carriage, his wheelchair was fixed on the carriage, with his head down and Don't care about the outside world.

The light reflected his eyebrows and eyes clearly and profoundly.

Xie Zhixu smiled and called him: "Second brother, do you want flowers?"

No one pays attention to him.

Xie Zhixu was short, and passed the flower branches in through the window. In the heavily curtained carriage, the drowsy air was stirred, and Muran broke into two beautiful colors.

However, Feng Zhichang didn't even raise his eyes, he took off the lampshade with his pale hand and blew out the light, his cheeks were hidden in the darkness.

Tang Yu walked to the car window on his knees, and blocked Xie Zhixu's flowers back: "I'm on the road recently, the elder can't sleep well at night, and I need to take a nap during the day, please don't disturb."

"..."

Xie Zhixu had no choice but to slow down while holding the two disliked flowers, passed by Wuli's window, and was even laughed at.

"I'm talking about you, what's the matter with always sticking a hot face to a cold butt? Do you have a tendency to self-torture? Honoring your second brother is better than honoring your third senior brother. I'm still alive anyway, so I can give you a smiling face."

Xie Zhixu resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and casually inserted the flower branch into the martial hair crown.

In the claustrophobic carriage, Feng Zhichang was like a statue, he stopped for a few breaths, and then lit the oil lamp again.The lantern flower beeped and jumped up, illuminating a bunch of indigo flower clusters that were hidden inside the wheelchair by surprise and were almost discovered.

Feng Zhichang took the delphinium he kept on the windowsill of Baixuelou's room with him on the journey.

The flower branch was cut short, the root and foot were cut obliquely, and planted in the washed jade bottle.Well-raised, the petals are fresh and tender, and the calyx leaves are stretched, like a delphinium bird full of covert feathers and flamboyant wings ready to fly.

Feng Zhichang lowered his head slightly, caressing the flowers and leaves with his fingers, his movements were gentle.

Tang Yu watched from the side: "Do you need to go down and add some water?"

No response means no need.

Having followed Fengzhichang for many years, Tang Yu has long been familiar with the meaning of Fengzhichang's every move or even inaction.Because he didn't speak, and he didn't allow the people around him to talk too much, in order to find a suitable guard for Elder Ke Qing, the Tang Sect eliminated five groups of people.

To get along with a mute, you have to adapt to his habit of living a quiet life, and you must also be able to understand all his behavior and language.This kind of tacit understanding can't be cultivated overnight. In Tang Yu's view, the stunned young man who was eager to get close to the elder was too impatient. He was rejected by the elder several times and came forward with a shy face. Sooner or later, he would be rejected.

This severance statement is based on the premise that Tang Yu didn't know that the little blue flower that was favored by the elder was a gift from the stunned young man.

During the years of accompanying Feng Zhichang, Tang Yu never knew that such a cold and indifferent person would like such delicate and difficult things as flowers and plants.Recently, this bouquet of flowers has almost become Tang Yu's second master. He changes the water every morning, and always pays attention to whether there are flying insects with long eyes who dare to approach the delicate flowers. However, Feng Zhi often finds that the petals or leaves are missing a small opening. He would fall into the gloom of violent murder at any time all day long, and Tang Yu, who was in the same car, couldn't help but tremble, feeling deeply worried about whether he could return to the Tang Sect with all his tail.

Today, when the team stopped in the county, Tang Yu went to the store and bought a small sturdy vase to replace the elder's precious medicinal jade bottle.

Returning to the inn with the second master in his arms, he opened the door and found that Feng Zhichang was staring at the flower arrangement on the shelf in the corner in a daze.

Huh?Is this inn still a bit romantic?

Tang Yu walked in and took a look, but the flower arrangement was not a serious and pleasing artwork. On the contrary, it looked like a novice who was not very good at evaluating its aesthetic sense. In the bottle, all hope that this complex visual impact can blow up whoever is in the room and stop once.

It worked. It worked.Tang Yu applauded the brave flower arranger in his heart.More than just stopping, the elder's eye knife almost wanted to shave off this nondescript flower art, throw it out of the room, and then find the flower arranger who killed a thousand knives and ask him to be responsible for his eyes.

"The subordinates will clean it up immediately." Tang Yu stepped forward, ready to replace the flower arrangement with the delphinium bird in his hand, but was informed that he often raised his hand to block it.

The meaning of this action is obvious - stay, don't lose.

Tang Yu: "..." No, is there a problem with my aesthetics, or the elders' aesthetics, or my understanding of the elders?

"Then where do you put this bouquet of blue flowers?"

Feng Zhichang pointed to the inner window sill.

Tang Yu used to arrange the vases and noticed a detail - there was a sachet next to the bed pillow that was obviously not configured by the inn.The embroidery is exquisite and bulging, could it be left behind by the last guest?

He picked up the sachet and smelled a faint fragrance.Opening it up, I twisted out a little scrap with my fingers and showed it to Feng Zhichang: "It's agarwood."

Feng Zhi often heard the words and frowned thoughtfully.

Agarwood is a holy product for sleeping.Tang Yu studied under a famous family, and was used to seeing all kinds of medicinal materials on weekdays. He also followed a rich master, so he had no real sense of the preciousness of agarwood. Back to the pillow.

Only Feng Zhichang knows the origin of the flower arrangement and the sachet.

That kid, where did you get the agarwood?

"Hey, Xie Qingsheng, it was you who cut off my agarwood." Lu Hui sat on the railing of the stairs, and threw a money bag down, and was about to smash it on the head of Xie Zhixu who passed by. Responding quickly, he grabbed it with his hands.

"I bought it back for a tael of silver, why don't you?"

Xie Zhixu opened the money bag in his hand, and inside was a lot of broken silver.He raised his head and smiled at Lu Hui: "No, I spent two taels of silver." He twisted his fingers around the leash a few times, and threw the bag back to Lu Hui.

Lu Hui was dumbfounded: "Two taels? I paid half a month's wages?" He had nothing to say, he could only give Xie Zhixu a thumbs up: "No wonder I sent a letter to the old man to save me for a while." , he still sold it to you. It’s up to you.”

This place is already close to Jizhou. Lu Hui went down the mountain and met a barefoot doctor in the town. He knew that he had some medicinal materials that could be used during the journey. .

Xie Zhixu said: "Don't you have an indicator of doing good deeds every day, so you can count it as accumulating virtue."

Lu Hui jumped down from the railing, put his hands in his sleeves, and said nonchalantly, "The old man still told me not to go back to the mountain. I'm going back. He can't control me now."

It is about Lu Hui's master, Zhu Dexiang, the head of Huangrenling.The Huangrenling disciples rushed back to the sect from all over the world, but they learned that the sect leader had a reason and were ordered to go back to support the sect.

For the details, Xie Zhixu was too lazy to break up with him, he was busy with something, it happened that Jing Busheng and Shu Yinzhi passed by together, Xie Zhixu hurried to catch up: "Sister Jing."

Along with the gang of Xiaoyunwei, he called Jing Busheng his sister, and he seemed to be courteous for nothing.

"I just passed Brother Yue's door, and I heard him and my senior brother praising your excellent tea making skills. In fact, I am looking for an opportunity to learn tea art recently, and I hope that sister Jing will give me some advice."

Jing Busheng and Shu Yinzhi looked at each other.

"Yes, yes, but why so suddenly?"

Xie Zhixu scratched his head, half-covered and said: "Well, I want to let people taste my craft."

The two girls didn't want to understand.Lu Hui, who was behind him, suddenly realized that his admiration for Xie Zhixu was not enough to describe his admiration for Xie Zhixu, so he quickly came up: "Take me, take me!"

Xie Zhixu smiled at him: Why are you here to join in the fun?

Lu Hui winked back: It's so much fun to watch you chase people, how could you lose a loyal audience like me!