Tianying

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Li Chengen picked up the pen and put it back on the pen holder, repeated several times, until the cooking horn was about to sound, finally made up his mind, wrote down everything that came to his mind, and piled up a full sheet of paper.When I was about to write, the ink marks left Shuxuan and threw it on the wooden table. Only then did I wake up, put away the pen and stop writing, sealed the wax seal and fastened it to the pigeon's leg.

He let go of the pigeon with one hand, and watched the white pigeon spread its wings and sink into the blue sky. He breathed a sigh of relief, and he felt a little relieved just now, but he was filled with a deeper anxiety.

I don't know if Ye Ying thinks he is a little too shallow?

In the courtyard, Ye Ying unfolded the letter paper and continued to look down.Li Chengen began to write very slowly, and his words were exquisite and elegant, and then he began to write in mixed words, and at the end of the letter, it was all vernacular.All the true feelings are revealed here.

Ye Ying looked at it, and felt in a daze that she was beside Li Chengen, watching him go through all kinds of things: mediating in the imperial court, wandering among several factions, the thrilling struggles, the payment supply being overwhelmed by magic tricks. The anger and unwillingness of Hengdao, the ferocity and brutality of the horse bandits when they were stationed at Longmen...everything is fleeting, as if they were in the scene.

Li Chengen's eyes.Ye Ying couldn't forget that day and night, Li Chengen's eyes were filled with quiet forbearance, and that moment, which flashed like a thunderbolt, still belonged to the sharpness of youth.

He couldn't help recalling Li Chengen's dark eyes.A thin piece of letter paper was like a picture. When he looked at it, besides the neat ink characters, Li Chengen's eyes also appeared.

The eyes that belonged exclusively to the wolf reflected the golden palace, the sneering smiles of the opponent, and the yellow sand of the desert, one piece after another, agitating the vitality that was already full in those eyes, making the eyes darker and brighter.

Ye Ying's left chest, which had always been calm and silent, gradually became unstable with the vitality there.The breathing gradually became faster, and the sound of the heavy pounding of the heart seemed to pass along the bones and into the ears, which was clearly discernible.

Ye Ying looked down slowly, until she saw the inscription again, and realized that it was just a letter.He persisted in believing, and paused quietly in the rain of flowers all over the sky for a while, and suddenly wanted to see these eyes, and then dance a cold sword under the gaze of such eyes.

But after all, he is in Suzhou and Hangzhou in the west, while Li Chengen is in the eastern capital of Heluo. The distance between the two is more than a thousand miles away.

The pigeon pecked at his shoulder lining, which brought his fascination back to his seven orifices.Ye Ying turned back into the room, and spread out a piece of letter paper in front of the desk.

He is a man of few words, and he doesn't necessarily have many words in his pen.He really didn't know what to write, so he signed on the end of the blank paper: Ye Ying.

The two characters are vigorous and not deliberate, and have their own meaning hidden in the strokes of the pen.

After a moment's pause, the tip of the pen moved upwards, and wrote one by one: "Ye Wei leaves the village. Ye Fan leaves the village."

His third younger brother strayed into the sword array, and his martial arts were completely useless. He no longer had the style of Wushuangjian, and he left the house in one day.The fifth younger brother, Ye Fan, was so young that he opened his mouth to ask for the sword manual of the Four Seasons Sword Art, but he also left home when he couldn't get it.

Ye Hui had already tried his best to search for it, but failed.Ye Yingku waited for several months, feeling anxious and worried, which increased day by day.

He has never been ruthless, but his emotions always seem to be dull, but in fact his heart is clear, and there is nothing less.

But I am not good at expressing, so I have to talk about it here.

He also sealed the reply letter with wax, and tied it back to the pigeon's leg as it was. As soon as he let go of his hand, the pigeon flew up, over the carved window lattice, and disappeared into the forest.

He watched the pigeon go away, turned around, carefully folded the ordinary letter paper, and put it in a wooden box on the large yellow rosewood case.The letter is just a thin piece of paper, folded and placed at the bottom of the box, lying alone and thin on the bottom of the wooden box.

At this time, it was the autumn of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the house was full of dark fragrance.

……

As the cold comes and the summer comes, the pigeons go back and forth several times.

Li Chengen gradually got used to inferring the whole matter from Ye Ying's reply letters, briefly expressing his comfort or worry, and pouring all the trivial things accumulated for a period of time into the second half of the letter, waiting for Ye Ying's next letter.

He knew that the young owner of the hidden sword villa was very troubled by what he had experienced in these years, and he was full of worries about his brothers.Ye Ying also knew what the youngest leader of the Tiance Mansion had experienced and what he had borne.

Although they haven't met each other, they have become familiar with each other as if sitting and lying for many years.

The wooden box on Ye Ying's case was already full, so he found the same one and placed it next to it, and it was almost half full.

One day Yang Ning asked Li Chengen: "Dutong, why do you always look at the sky in your spare time?"

Li Chengen was taken aback for a moment, then smiled shortly: "—wait for someone." His eyes never moved away from the blue sky above his head.

It is indeed waiting for someone.Waiting for a snow-white pigeon to pass through the misty rain in Suzhou and Hangzhou, through the golden powder in Yangzhou, through the steep mountains and marshes, and through thousands of miles, to the eastern capital of Heluo, at the foot of Beimeng Mountain.

Bringing the news of Jiansui's master in the dark drawer beside his bed, he returned to Tiance.

Yang Ning really wanted to ask who he was waiting for, but seeing Li Chengen's expression, he couldn't continue asking.

What kind of person is worthy of Li Chengen, the master of Tiance Mansion, the youngest Du Tong, the leader of the Wolf of the Eastern Capital, to show such an expression.

Every time Li Chengen looked at the sky, he would think about the time for the fourth famous sword meeting in his heart.

Hidden Sword Villa's Famous Sword Conference recognizes the post but not the person, once it is sent out, each depends on his own ability.Li Chengen thought, with his silver gun, no one can take anything away from him yet.

He couldn't wait to get that piece of Xuelang paper sealed in a wooden box and gilded it, go to the famous sword meeting once every ten years, fulfill his childhood wild words, and take the sword forged by Ye Ying with his own hands!

It is said that the sword was forged by Ye Ying, during which time he went to the South China Sea to obtain cold iron for thousands of years, and also concentrated his hard work and forged it in closed doors, but it was not completed for several years.There are rumors that when it succeeds, it will astonish the world.

Li Chengen wanted to take it.Think anyway.One is to make a dream come true for childhood frivolity, and the other is that it is the sword made by Ye Ying.Every inch and every corner has been tempered by Ye Ying's eyes, and has been beaten thousands of times by those hands.Melted into Ye Ying's bones, melted into Ye Ying's blood, melted into Ye Ying's heart.

Take the sword.

Of course, the most important thing is to take a look at the person who has always held his sword and watched the flowers, calm and calm.

The owner of Hidden Sword Villa, Ye Ying.

Later Li Chengen remembered that all his reasons for wanting to go to the Famous Swords Conference were skinned, blood drawn, tendons removed, the essence was nothing more than——

He wanted to see Ye Ying.

I want to meet this silent and indifferent person.Wanted to meet the man with whom he had corresponded for several years.Want to see what he looks like now.I want to watch a game of Tianze Luoying with him.Thinking, but not wanting, I personally returned the sword tassel that I picked up by mistake many years ago to him.

That's it.

Chapter Seven

In the 27th year of Kaiyuan, Kyoto.

"Today is over—"

The emperor sitting on the nine-foot-high nine-dragon chair remained calm, and the nine-fold dragon robe was heavy, rolling down the nine golden steps.

Li Chengen was like other ministers who held their breath and held their breath. In the ranks of military officers, he was obsessed with his teeth, and his heart was tense, waiting for the next moment to attack with overwhelming words, or the wind would disperse.

But he glanced away quietly.He lowered his head, looked over the blank Yahu, and saw a line of robe corner that just rolled down the bottom step.

There are some lines, vaguely, after counting the gauze curtains, the complicated text and embroidery on it can't be seen clearly.

Li Chengen couldn't move his eyes.

He thought of Ye Ying.The owner of the Cangjian Villa wears a solemn bright yellow robe, such an eye-catching color.

The Fourth Famous Sword Conference is approaching.Hidden Sword Villa had already sent someone to deliver the sword invitation, for safety, he hid it in the dark layer of his sleeve.Every time he went up to court, inspected, inspected... the gilded emblem on it seemed to be so hot that it could scald his hands and his heart.

Li Chengen has already made up his mind, the Tiance Mansion has nothing important to do recently.He can go to hide the sword in person, and he can stay long enough.

Recently, there is a saying that the master of Cangjian Mountain Villa was broken into while he was practicing in seclusion, and he was blinded.Recent letters, with some distorted handwriting, also confirm this point.He was distraught and couldn't wait to see it for himself.

How can a Sri Lankan person like Ye Ying be blind?

He shouldn't be blind.How can he be blind?

A man with a sword has no eyes, what should he do?

Li Chengen couldn't imagine that those eyes that once fell into the sky full of stars looked without brilliance.

He wants to see it with his own eyes, to deny or confirm the rumors.

The emperor finally let out a long breath, and the ending sounded tired: "Come on."

Before waiting for the ministers to send him off, he continued: "My dear friends, go first—" Often when he said this, he wanted to call people to stay and discuss matters, and all the ministers tensed their backs, waiting for the emperor to continue. .Xuanzong's eagle eyes slowly swept across the courtiers in front of the steps, and finally said to Li Cheng'en who was standing in front of the courtiers: "Li Aiqing stay here."

Immediately, several dark eyes pierced towards Li Chengen.The Tiance Mansion's position in the court was originally embarrassing, and the power of a court in the Jianghu was easy to please both sides; Li Chengen, as the leader of the Tiance Mansion, was young and high-ranking, there were those who envied him, those who envied him, and those who slandered him; Although he likes him as a general, he is inevitably jealous.Therefore, when he stands in the court, he needs to hide his head and tail all the year round, so as not to attract attention.

Now Xuanzong left him alone, clearly to entrust him with a heavy responsibility.

There were also some people who guessed that Xuanzong was finally going to deal with him, so their gazes were gloating; however, they didn't dare to reveal these ghostly gazes, they just stepped back and swept towards them quietly.

Li Chengen Rumang