[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Ding Nvxia, the wife of the Zuo envoy

After another ten days or so, the two finally arrived at the boundary of Fenyang.

All feasts in the world come to an end, now that we have arrived here, Ximen Wujue will go to confront the sword as agreed, while Ding Minjun intends to move on.

It's time to part.

Before parting, the two stood by the Fenshui River side by side with arms folded, watching the rolling water, without speaking for a while.Until Ximen Wujue let out a chuckle, and suddenly sighed: "I'm a little lucky now, Miss Minjun, that you didn't agree to marry me."

Ding Minjun didn't quite understand what he meant when he said this now, so he glanced at him angrily, and said, "It's a matter of course, who would agree to a marriage proposal from a person who just met not long ago? You'd already be dead without a sword That's generous." After a pause, she turned her head away from his sight without a trace, and said indifferently: "If you really meet a girl who you want to spend your whole life with in the future, you can't do this again, be careful Run away and ignore you."

Up to now, she still felt that he would propose marriage to her so rashly, it was nothing more than a spur of the moment.

Ximen Wujue was also very clear about her thoughts, didn't say any more, but looked at her side face and smiled, turned back and replied softly: "Well, it won't happen."

There was another silence, Ding Minjun waited for a while, seeing that he didn't seem to have the intention to speak, he planned to say goodbye first, but just as he was about to speak, he heard Ximen Wujue call her: "Ms. Minjun."

The clear voice was the same as when she first met her. For some reason, she was a little dazed, and a thought flashed in her mind: So this person has always called her that, since when did she start calling her? What about the name of...?

She subconsciously responded, tilting her head slightly and waiting for his next words.I saw Ximen Wujue raised his hand and took off the blood amber ring worn on the little finger of his left hand, put it in his palm and handed it over to her, and said to her: "It's also fate to meet each other, I don't have anything to give to the girl, but Wanmei There is nothing else under the name of the villa, there are indeed many shops, if the girl needs it, she can go there anytime with this ring."

How could Ding Minjun, who is neither close nor old, accept such a valuable item?Quickly pushed his hand back, shook his head and said, "No, I can't take it."

Ximen Wujue flipped his wrist, dodged it lightly, grabbed her palm with his backhand, and put the ring made of blood amber on her index finger while she was not prepared, then gently closed her fingers, She withdrew her hand and said firmly: "Miss Minjun was in the teahouse that time to defend the Mingjiao's bright left envoy Yang Xiao to teach those people a lesson, right?"

Ding Minjun was poked into his heart, his pink cheeks became slightly hot, and he said stiffly: "It's because of him..."

However, in the eyes of others, this is already self-inflicted.

Ximen Wujue's eyes darkened slightly, and he quickly covered it up, and continued without changing his expression: "I heard that the whole Mingjiao is working hard to fight against the great cause of the Yuan Dynasty. If we can get the information from various places in time, it must be of great help, right?"

In this world, who can get the news faster and more comprehensively than the businessmen who travel all over the world?And under the name of Wanmei Villa, there are many large and small commercial firms.

Ding Minjun's eyes moved slightly, obviously convinced by him, his thin white fingers curled up slightly, and he no longer stubbornly wanted to return the ring to him.

Seeing this, Ximen Wujue finally laughed in relief, stretched his waist and murmured in a low voice: "I really envy Yang Zuoshi, who can be taken so seriously by Miss Minjun."

Ding Minjun glared at him, and warned: "If you talk nonsense again, I will ignore you!"

Ximen Wujue made a begging gesture to her, and suddenly said something emotionally: "By the way, Miss Minjun, do you know that you didn't drop the golden ball at the beginning, but you dropped it on the ground?" Taking advantage of your unpreparedness, I cut it down with sword energy, in order to find this reason to talk to you, I have spent a lot of time thinking."

Ding Minjun glanced at him, smiled lightly, looked at the ups and downs of the waves and said lightly: "I knew it a long time ago." How could the gold thread of the falling ball bead leave such a smooth cut."

"So you've already discovered it." Ximen Wujue rubbed his fingertips through his temples in embarrassment, then looked up at the sky, and said to her with a little regret: "It's getting late, I should leave. "

"Wait." Ding Minjun called him, hesitated for a moment, then handed over the "Secret Biography of the Five Poisons" that he had already copied in his sleeve, and said to him: "You said before that the reason for your poor health is that it was brought from the womb. The poison that came has not been solved so far. Although I don’t know what kind of poison you have, this secret book is the life-long painstaking efforts of the elders in my family. It records almost all the strange poisons and solutions in the world. I copied a copy and sent it to you. Treat you as a farewell ceremony."

Ximen Wujue seemed a little surprised, solemnly received it with both hands, and said to her: "Thank you, I will study it carefully."

Ding Minjun nodded, then smiled at him and said, "Then, there will be a date later."

Ximen Wujue also smiled and said: "There will be a period later."

Then turned to leave.

Seeing his back gradually walking away, Ding Minjun unconsciously felt a faint melancholy.Before she could finish her melancholy, Ximen Wujue suddenly turned around, waved to her like a child, and said happily in a raised voice: "Miss Minjun, before I go out, I will ask someone to wait for you again in Wanmei Villa. I have planted many different kinds of plum trees, and they will bloom in about two years, can I invite you to enjoy the flowers together?" After a pause, he blinked his eyes and added narrowly: "Bring Yang Zuo It’s okay to make them together.”

This time Ding Minjun didn't get angry because of his joke anymore, but he also laughed heartily, and readily responded: "Okay, when the time comes, you have to sweep the couch to welcome you."

Ximen Wujue assured her firmly: "It's a deal!"

After he turned around this time, he didn't look back, and Ding Minjun would never know that the agreement between the two of them could never be fulfilled in this life.

……

After separating from Ximen Wujue, Ding Minjun originally wanted to stay in an inn, but when she touched the purse, she suddenly found herself in a predicament—her money was running out, at least she couldn’t afford to stay in an inn .

I think it was because I ran out in a hurry, didn't pack up the things carefully, and prepared enough travel expenses.Thinking of this, she felt annoyed for a while.

Although she can go to the inn under the name of Wanmei Villa with the blood amber ring in her hand, she doesn't want to abuse Ximen Wujue's will like this, so she plans to think of other ways.

Coincidentally, at this moment, gongs and drums were beating suddenly on the street, saying that Zhu Fugui, the richest man in Fenyang, was paying a lot of money for people with high martial arts skills to go to Zhu's mansion to help pick up a batch of grain to cross the Red Copper Mountain. There is a group of bandits entrenched on this Red Copper Mountain, and they have already intercepted a batch of food from Mr. Zhu, so this time they paid a lot of money to martial arts masters to protect them along the way, to ensure nothing goes wrong.

Ding Minjun thought about it, and felt that it was not a bad idea for her to receive this commission, but it was just to help with the food and cross the mountain. Although she still felt a little bit uncomfortable, after all, a hero has to bow down for five buckets of rice. Her urgent need now is to She had to raise funds as soon as possible, because she suddenly remembered that Miejue Shitai's birthday would be in a few months. As a lay disciple, before leaving the sect, she had to go back as soon as possible to celebrate her birthday. I have to prepare it, these are all indispensable for money.And if there are no accidents, this may be the last birthday for her to be filial to her master. As for the future, even if she wants to, the master must be willing to accept it.

Sighing softly, she followed the servants beating gongs and drums all the way to Zhu's mansion.It wasn't too early when she arrived, and many martial arts people had already gathered at the spacious gate of Zhu's mansion. The elder Zhu was a man of courtesy, so he opened the middle gate specially and ordered the butler to stand at the gate to greet him. Not only that, but also On both sides in front of the door, a round arched shed was built with bamboo strips, covered with a smoky blue coarse cloth, to shade the martial arts fighters waiting in line. This thought is not a coincidence.

After waiting for a while, Eldest Master Zhu came out. To Ding Minjun's surprise, she thought that the man who could become the richest man in Fenyang must be dozens of years old. Who knew that Master Zhu, who could make such a big business, was still a young man, and it seemed that he would not surpass him at most. She listened attentively, and the local people familiar with the situation said that Master Zhu was not even married yet. Coincidentally, the wedding date is set in the second half of the year, which is also the reason why Master Zhu made such a big move this time, because along with that batch of food, there is also the bride's Fengguanxiapei, which is regarded as a treasure by Master Zhu. The fiancée scolded Qianjin to specially invite a famous embroiderer in the south of the Yangtze River, and it took three years to make it. There must be no mistakes.

And this Zhu Fugui is worthy of being the richest man in Fenyang at a young age. He speaks and does things very appropriately. After selecting the martial arts people who went to pick up the goods together, he personally made amends to those who were not selected. He welcomed everyone into Zhu's mansion and invited them to drink.

The Zhu Mansion is located on the banks of the Fenshui River, occupying an extremely vast land, almost comparable to the imperial palace.The entire house is carved with painted beams and painted buildings, with thousands of eaves and hundreds of buildings, and it is extremely magnificent. Just entering the front yard temporarily used to entertain these martial arts people after entering the middle gate can accommodate hundreds of people. The fish, meat, ginseng and abalone are all available, as well as the mellow and fragrant wine, which attracts the index fingers of those who love to drink.

Ding Minjun waited for a group of people who were selected to sit on the second table next to the main table. She watched Zhu Fugui stand up holding the wine glass, apologized again to those martial arts people who were not selected, and said a few words in a polite manner. He said an unmistakable polite sentence, and then with a big wave of his hand, he ordered the servants at home to bring a tray covered with a red cloth to the table of those people.

Those who lost the election were a little bit dissatisfied at first, thinking that they were no worse than those who were selected, but after lifting the corner of the red cloth and looking at the things inside, all of them showed joy on their faces.

Zhu Fugui watched their reactions calmly, cupped his hands in a timely manner and said loudly: "Small things don't amount to respect, I hope you heroes don't dislike them."

Naturally, no one would dislike the real gold and silver that was obtained for no reason. In this way, those people were too embarrassed to complain, and raised their glasses to return the salute.

Ding Minjun secretly sighed in his heart, what a great handwriting, and began to hold his meal.

The author has something to say: Ximen Wujue, remember this character who will be offline after three chapters, because he will let Yang Erji live forever!

Yes, it is Yang Er.

An imaginary enemy for life.

Let me say some more digressions.

I don’t know if you can see it or not, this Ximen Wujue is actually a very reckless person, he doesn’t care about worldly views, and he doesn’t have very rigid concepts of good and evil, he doesn’t even care how long he can live, he does things Only based on the heart, so I will not hesitate to propose to the girl I met for the first time, I will take the extremely precious saber to dig a hole, and finally when I part, I will give it away, which is almost equivalent to the token of the owner people, because he likes it.

If you can't see it, then the author's writing skills are not good enough ==